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eternalsams · 1 year

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The Olive Theory ⇴ J.Seresin

pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader

warning/content: this is a Soulmates!AU, bit of angst but quickly replaced by fluff, they're so in love it makes me sick, young!Hangman (in his early twenties), naval academy inaccuracies

summary: In a world where you learn a detail about your soulmate on each of your birthdays, you think you found your pair years ago but you're completely caught off guard on your 24st birthday.

word count: 1.6k

a/n: English isn't my first language so please take that into consideration.

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You were twirling the phone cord around your finger, giggling at something Jake said at the other end. Your gaze was fixed on the ceiling but all your attention was to the man speaking to you. Jake had to leave Texas a few months ago for the Navy Academy after you both graduated at the Austin University. "When's the next time you're coming home?" You asked, kicking your legs in the air. Jake smiled, even though you couldn't see him, and he shook his head. "I don't know sweetheart..." Oh, but he knew. "Probably for the holidays." You tried not to sound too disappointed when you responded. "That's great. I can't wait to see you." You let your legs fall back down on the couch and straightened up. "I hope you're having fun." You smiled softly. "I am, it's great. I can't fly a jet yet, but they have us do some pilot shit in a simulator. It's not the same feeling but I love it!" You smile even more at the excitement in his voice, the distance was hard but knowing he was in his element made it worth it.

"What are you planning for tomorrow?" He then asked. Tomorrow you would celebrate your 24th birthday, but you didn't have the mood to celebrate anything without Jake. He hadn't missed a single birthday for 7 years and tomorrow would be the first one you spend apart. "I don't know yet... My mom wants us to go see a movie but I'm not really feeling like it..." You rubbed a hand on your face, trying to contain the tears for spilling. "Y/n..." You heard Jake sigh. "I know, I know. But I just miss you so much..." You murmured. "I miss you too, sweetheart..." He responded and the line was silent for a moment. You thought he had hung up before you heard his voice again. "You're ready to learn something new about me?" He said with a certain tease in his voice. Oh yeah, you almost forgot about that. Tomorrow you would find an envelop in your mailbox, containing a small detail about your soulmates. You knew Jake was yours, every year all the letters you got matched perfectly with him, and his with you.

"I'm pretty sure it's gonna say that you'd wet your bed until you were 8." You laughed heartedly. "Hey! It happened once and it's because I was sick! I knew I shouldn't introduce you to my mom in the first place..." You laughed even more and the melancholy you felt a minute ago disappeared. That was the thing about Jake, he always managed to bring a smile on your face. "Alright, sweetheart. I'm gonna have to go. I gotta get up early tomorrow, I'm gonna see my first jet up close." He said excitedly, making your smile widen. "Okay, cowboy. Have fun tomorrow, I'll text you whatever stupid thing I learn about you." You heard Jake laugh and you exchanged 'I love you's before hanging up. You sighed and rubbed your eyes, wiping away the tears forming in the corners.

You woke up the next morning with a smile on your face, you threw your legs out of the bed, slipped on your slippers and ran to your mailbox. You grabbed the envelop and ran back inside. You softly chuckled, anticipating whatever you're gonna learn about Jake. You silently wished it would be something embarrassing so you could have a good laugh but when you read the words on the letter, your smile immediately fell. They love olives. No, it couldn't be. Jake didn't like olives, he always gave you his. On pizzas, in salads. You've never seen him eat a single one olive since you've met him. You stayed frozen for what seemed hours before you heard knocks on your door. You knew it was your mom, and seconds after, the front door opened and you could hear your mother's voice. She joined you in the kitchen and stopped in her tracks when she saw you. "What's wrong, baby?" Your gaze stay focused on the wooden table and you gave her the letter. You didn't trust your voice from quivering if you spoke right now. She read the words and dropped the letter on the table before wrapping her arms around your shoulders. "Oh, honey... It's gonna be okay..." Jake wasn't your soulmate. You just couldn't believe it, everything was going perfect with him, even if the distance made it hard, you really thought you found your pair with him. But you were destined to be with someone else, someone who loved olives. And Jake was destined to be with another person.

Jealousy and anger took over your body and you ripped the letter and envelop to pieces. You knew you didn't have to follow what the letters told you, you could stay with Jake and everything would be fine for the both of you. But now that you knew he wasn't your soulmate, you would always think about that other person he would be happier with. You couldn't think about being happier than with Jake but you really didn't want to think about Jake being happier with someone else and leaving you for someone better than you. You then stayed home with your mom, forgetting about the movie and whatever you guys planned for your birthday. From time to time, you'd find yourself crying silently and then quickly wiping the tears to give a reassuring smile to your mom. That until you heard the doorbell ring. You were curled up on your couch, hugging a pillow and wrapped up in a blanket Jake got you last winter. Your mom got up and went to answer the front door, murmuring something before you heard the door close.

"Sweetheart?" Your head immediately raised at the sound of that voice and your eyes widened. "Jake? What are you doing here?" You straightened up and got up from the couch, dropping the pillow and the blanket on the floor. "I'll leave you two alone. Call me if you need anything, okay?" Your mom said before kissing your cheek and then Jake's before leaving the house. "Jake, what are you doing here? I thought you had class..." You asked with glassy eyes, your voice breaking and betraying your mental state. Your boyfriend dropped his duffle bag on the floor and reached for you, wrapping his arms tightly around you. "I wanted to surprise you. What's wrong? Did you learn something so embarrassing you don't wanna be with me anymore?" He tried to joke but the reality caught you and the smile he wanted to see appear on your face never showed up. That's when he knew something was very wrong. "Okay, let's sit down for a bit and you'll tell me everything, okay? Just calm down and breathe deeply." You both sat down on the couch and you curled up against him, listening to his heartbeat and timing your breathing with his. He was rubbing your back the whole time, kissing the top of your head and whispering reassuring words into your ear.

Once you calmed down and pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. "You're not the one I'm supposed to be with..." You murmured and he froze. He looked like a kicked puppy and you hated yourself for being the one responsible for how sad he looked. "What...? No. That's not possible, everything matched." He ran his fingers into his hair as he got up from the couch and paced around the living room. "What did it say? Where's the envelop? I wanna see." He looked back at you with incredulous eyes. "I shred it to pieces... It said..." You calmed your voice and took a deep breath. "It said my soulmate loves olives." You looked down at your hands on your lap and heard Jake chuckle. You frowned and looked up at him with confusion written all over your face. "This is not funny, Jake." You almost felt offended he would laugh about something like this. The soon-to-be-pilot stopped laughing and sat back down next to you, taking your hands in his. "I'm sorry, it's not. It's not funny. It's just that... I am your soulmate." He said with a soft smile. "Jake, no-" But before you could keep talking, he stopped you, placing his fingers on your lips. "No, I am your soulmate, Y/n. I love olives, I do." You frowned and took his hand, pulling it away from your mouth. "What? But..." You really didn't understand what was happening...

"You remember our first date in high school?" Of course you remembered, you skipped your last class of the morning to go get pizza and go to the park next to your high school. You shared one pizza and that's when you learned Jake didn't like olives. Well, apparently he did. You nodded and stayed silent, waiting for his explanation. "When you took that first bite into the pizza, I asked you if you liked olives. But not because I didn't like them, it was because I saw how much you loved them. I wanted to make you happy and I did. You were so excited to get my olives as well as yours. I just never told you so you didn't feel bad for stealing my olives." He explained and you let out a deep sigh. You felt your eyes water and you threw yourself in Jake's arms, embracing him tightly. "So we're still soulmates...?" You asked in the crook of his neck. "As long as you'd let me." He kissed the spot just between your neck and your shoulder before pulling away and looking straight into his eyes. "Happy birthday, Sweetheart..." He gently smiled and you giggled before kissing him deeply.

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actiniumwrites · 2 years

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𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓

synopsis: they ignore you after an argument

characters: scaramouche, yelan x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: angst to fluff, bit of violence/bullying in scara’s (not from scara), soft scara (potentially ooc), mentions/ description of panic attacks in yelan’s, just general hurt/comfort

notes: i failed my drivers test a few weeks ago so i’ve kinda just not been in the mood for a lot of things recently, but i’m trying to write more again so here’s this for now :)

part two (childe and ayato), part three (xiao and heizou), part four (kaeya and alhaitham)

Scaramouche:

The argument was kind of stupid.

You were upset with how much work was taking over Scara’s life and you just wanted him to spend some more time with you.

He took it the wrong way and called you selfish.

After arguing for around an hour, Scaramouche stormed out of your shared home claiming that he “couldn’t handle you right now.”

And over the next week, he would barely talk to you, in fact, he wouldn’t talk to you at all.

The first day it started, you woke up and went to greet him with a “good morning,” just like you always did. Yet, when you walked up to hug him, he merely turned away from you with a scoff and you retreated with a hurt expression.

You didn’t think he was still mad.

While the two of you don’t normally properly make up and apologize to each other, he never really stayed mad at you for more than a day. So with that, you decided to give him some space for a bit and figured he’d come around eventually. He would talk to you when the time was right, just like he always did.

Sadly, you were wrong. For the next few days, you tried a multitude of little things to try to get him to talk to you. You still greeted him in the mornings and when he came back at night or even when you came back from work. You would leave some breakfast with little notes on it, usually reminders and the occasional “I love you.”

He never responded to any of it though. In fact, you had found the breakfast you left for him untouched at the table hours later when you returned from your own job and another plate sat at the counter. He wouldn’t even touch the food you made but instead opted to make his own.

Needless to say, you were getting frustrated. He never did this. Ever. You were puzzled by what you did wrong. This argument was no different from your other ones and to be honest, you didn’t even know why it was something to argue over.

You just wanted to spend some time with your boyfriend, what was so wrong with that? Couldn’t he just go on a date with you once in a while, come home a little earlier, hell, even just tell you when he was going to be late?

You sighed and went to bed alone again that night, not bothering to stay up and greet him anymore.

—

The following day was a lot worse than you had expected it to be.

To start, you were late to work. You didn’t even get to eat breakfast or make yourself look nice. And you already had issues with your coworkers, so when you arrived at work all messy, they laughed and made fun of you.

Then your boss yelled at you after one of your coworkers tripped you, causing you to spill hot tea all over his nice suit. You apologized endlessly, but it was to no avail, he just kept yelling. To make things worse, on the way out, the same coworker from before had tripped you again and you fell to your hands and knees, becoming littered with scrapes and bruises.

And of course, it began to rain. You cursed your bad luck as you trudged your way home, clothes completely soaked and body covered in bruises. You couldn’t help but begin to cry.

For the first time this week, you were glad Scaramouche was ignoring you because at least it meant he wouldn’t have to see you in this pitiful state.

—

Unfortunately, when you arrived home, he was already there. Of course on one of your worst days, he was home early. You were just hoping he wouldn’t see you. You wondered if he’d even care if he did, if maybe he’d just make fun of you like everyone else did.

You dropped the keys on the counter as silently as you could, hoping he wouldn’t turn to face you while he was busy reading the book in his hands as he sat on the couch. You weren’t sure if he actually didn’t hear you come in or if this was just part of him ignoring you.

Either way, you were trying to be as quiet as possible. But it was hard with the sobs begging to escape your mouth, only being held back by a weak hand placed over it. Maybe he’d hear the loud pitter patter of the water droplets falling from your body.

You sniffled softly and a small sob left your body as you hurried to your shared room, not bothering to pick up the things you had dropped on the floor in your rush.

You didn’t make it far before a warm hand grabbed your wrist and gently turned you around.

“What happened?” He softly spoke, you had never heard him speak like that in your life. Even that look in his eyes as he inspected your scraped up, drenched body had surprised you.

You could only shake your head in response, you were embarrassed by what had happened and didn’t trust that your voice wouldn’t be all shaky when you spoke.

Looking down at the floor, you had tried to remove yourself from his grasp but he wouldn’t let you leave.

“Please,” you whispered, more tears streaming down your face. He reached a hand up and wiped them gently before embracing you tightly. Though you were upset and embarrassed for him to see you like this, you melted into him.

“You’re stupider than I thought if you think I’m gonna let you go cry alone in that dark room right now,” he paused before releasing you to look him in the eyes, “I’m sorry.”

Your head snapped up at him, not expecting him to have apologized. You gulped, “No, i’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize, and it pains me to say this, but you were right,” he spoke as he looked anywhere but your eyes. It amused you and you cracked a small smile.

“It’s okay, I don’t expect you to be with me every night, just once in a while,” you said, voice still a bit shaky. He glanced back at you before sighing.

“I know.”

You hugged him once more before dragging him to bed for the night. You still had some things to work out, but for now, you were just happy to be sleeping in his embrace again.

Yelan:

Your’s and Yelan’s relationship was a bit complicated.

Because of her dangerous line of work, she had opted to keep the relationship a secret so she wouldn’t put you in harm’s way.

You agreed and were fine with it for a while.

You loved Yelan, but you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t hurt when she completely avoids you in public, even going as far as to say she doesn’t know who you are when you walk up to her.

When you tried to speak up about it, she got angry at you and it quickly escalated into an argument.

The next day, you had tried to speak to her on multiple occasions. Normally, the two of you would have breakfast together and talk about your plans for the day. But when you had walked out of your shared room, you had found nothing at the table. Just Yelan washing her plate before grabbing her coat and leaving for work. She didn’t spare you a single glance.

You walked into the kitchen to make your own breakfast before eating silently at the table by yourself. Glancing around the room, you sighed. Your home was a mess.

Since you had the day off from work, you chose to clean it up. Maybe that would help put Yelan in a better mood, you thought.

Once you had finished, you decided to make a nice dinner for the two of you. You just wanted to talk with her and thought that perhaps you could talk over a nice meal.

She didn’t come home till well past midnight. You had silently packed up the food but left a plate out for her with a small note that read, “Went to bed early. I was hoping we could talk over dinner but since you were late, I just put the food away. It’s your favorite, I hope you enjoy it. Don’t stay up too late, love, y/n.”

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The next morning, Yelan was nowhere to be found. The plate you had left out for her was washed and sat next to the sink and the note was gone. You smiled thinking she may have taken it with her or something, but you quickly found you were wrong once you found it lying at the top of the trash can.

You frowned at the sight but quickly returned to your shared room to get ready. As much as you wanted to sulk around, you still had a job to go to.

—

You were exhausted by the time work was over. You were an adventurer at the Liyue Adventurer’s Guild and the commissions you had gotten today were nothing short of being a pain in the ass.

When you got home, it was late and Yelan still hadn’t returned. Worry was the first feeling you felt as you looked around for her, what if she was hurt?

Normally Yelan left notes when she was going on a long mission, but there was nothing of the sort. What was originally just worry quickly turned into panic as your mind began to fill with the possibilities of what could’ve happened.

Before you knew it, you were dropped on the floor about to have a full on panic attack. The thoughts of what could have happened wouldn’t stop.

Tears eventually spilled out and you sobbed loudly all while trying to catch your breath.

Your head was pounding and you couldn’t see anything, all you could feel was the cold air from the open window and that sinking feeling in your stomach.

Does she hate me?

Oh god, what if she’s dead?

It’s all my fault!

Your thoughts were so loud.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Suddenly warmth engulfed you and your tears were wiped off of your face. You glanced up and saw Yelan holding you.

“Yelan?” You weakly asked, your senses coming back to you.

“I’m here, Y/n.”

“I was so scared, I thought you left for good,” you whispered against her.

“I wouldn’t do that to you, Y/n,” she held you tighter, “Yeah, I was upset over our argument, but I wouldn’t leave you over it.”

“But, you’ve been ignoring me?”

She frowned, “I know and I’m sorry. It was childish of me to do that to you. But I’ve had time to think and I realized that I was wrong. I still don’t want our relationship to be public, but I’ll stop pretending like I don’t know you or that you have nothing to do with me.”

“Thank you,” you reached a hand up to hold her face before softly kissing her, “I’m sorry, too.”

“Don’t be,” she spoke while gently lifting you up, “C’mon, let’s go to bed.”

Even if you had to keep your relationship with Yelan secret, you couldn’t lie and say you were unhappy. Yeah, you wanted to show her off to all of Teyvat and you were a bit upset you couldn’t do that, but you were happy enough that you just got to be with her.

That was enough for you both.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact fanfiction #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #the balladeer #angst to fluff #yelan x reader #yelan #genshin angst #genshin impact angst #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #yelan x you #yelan x y/n

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sinning-23 · 2 months

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Twice the Fun (Zoro x Reader x Sanji)

Because i need them both in a way that is concern to feminism and they could literally do whatever they wanted to me (respectfully) ahem. This ones for my sick, freak, nasty, touch-starved bitches It's really just prn with A LITTLE plot yall and a little more attention to detail.

18+ DUH?!

Warnings: Tagteam, creampie, gagging, choking, biting, scratching, p in v, unprotected, degradation, teasing, praising, spanking, double penetration (holy shit this is a lot even for me lol)

Hope yall enjoy (smut is a bit of a specialty of mine)

PART 2 HERE

Ps. PLEASE EXCUSE ANY SPELLING ERRORS!

What were you truly meant to do? Turn down the pair to try and make yourself look like less of a slut than you really were? Well, slut was kind of harsh. We'll say, more sexually inclined.

Yeah, that sounds classier.

Anyway, when Sanji and Zoro approached you in a more physical than verbal way, you couldn't decide whether or not you should say no to try and keep up an image they already saw past, or simply let them Eiffel Tower you. How the hell did you end up in this predicament in the first place???

___3 days ago___

You sigh, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you nudge the man beside you. You didn't quite care if he woke up or not, you'd just go to your other 'friends' room to fulfill your insatiable need for dick...and love and affection...but of course, Sanji didn't know that...and neither did Zoro and hell you'd like to keep it that way.

Perfectly balanced...sorta. Part of you feels bad though, you do love him...and Zoro too but damn it you just had to have them both. And with the way that two bicker and act like they can't stand each other, there was a fat chance you'd get your wish.

You nudge Sanji again, pressing soft kisses to his temple, and brushing his hair out of his face. He stirs, eyes slightly opening to reveal a set of lovely blues.

"Good morning. Pussy put you to sleep?" You tease, seeing him smile in recollection of the events of the night prior.

"Its not nice to tease." He groans, sitting up on his elbows and forearms to kiss your lips.

Its sweet, your heart stuttering with guilt. You know he loves you but this whole thing was supposed to be no strings attached. You pull away, noticing a brief hurt behind those eyes you just stared so lustfully into hours ago.

"Hurry up, youve got breakfast to make and I'm pretty sure someones getting a bit suspicious. You chuckle, pointing to the alarm clock.

He swears, shuffling a bit faster to find his briefs, dress pants, and shirt in a hurry. He doesnt forget to kis your temple before he leaves though.

"Come to my room again tonight, yeah?" He asks, and you nod. How could you not?

When you're sure he's long gone, you hide your face in your palms, groaning deeply before gazing into the mirror. Shit...he marked you up worse than before. You roll your eyes, that funny butterfly feeling filling up your stomach again. Damn him for making you love him. This wasn't the first time you'd have to cover up hickeys and it wouldn't be the last.

Your shoes echo down the hall a bit as you pass zoro's room now, curiosity getting the best of you. You crack the door open and there he is, pulling on that same old tan shirt over that damn gorgeous body.

"Good morning." You hum, slipping in and closing the door behind you.

He doesn't respond back, only nods in your direction. Zoro was more...blunt with these things. He thought he'd almost gotten perfect at hiding how he was feeling from you, but you had already clawed your way up and over the walls he put up. Essentially you could see right through him.

Before he can protest about you not knocking, you've got your arms around him in a hug, one he definitely needed seeing as he missed your touch far more than he would admit out loud. In his head, you were his girl. All his. He knew it wasn't true, this...whatever this was, being nothing more than a beneficial friendship. You weren't really his and it tore him up inside. He knows he loves you, but damn it if he admits it.

"Missed me? I see that look in your eyes Roro." You tease, knowing the nick name bothers him in th best way.

"I wish you would quit calling me that." He responds, letting his arms wrap around you to return the embrace, his chin resting atop your head. He needed you bad.

"Coming here tonight? Or do I have to drag you from your quarters to mine?" He smirks, making you laugh and bury your face in his chest. Gods he loved your laugh.

"How could I not?" You respond, swallowing a bit hard, knowing you were wrong for that.

Double booking a dick appointment was a big NO-NO. This leaves too much opportunity for one to find out about the other. But in hindsight, would that really be so bad? You wanted and loved them both, and being sneaky was starting to weigh on your conscience despite not being in an actual relationship with either of them.

"You alright?" He asks, cupping your face with his free hand. You drank up moments like these, it was truly a privilege to see the softer side of Zoro.

You nod, kissing him quick before making your leave.

The rest of the crew is already up and working on odds and ins of the ship. You managed your end of the chores, first mopping, then tying knots, and lastly laundry. You chatted with Nami, hoping a village is coming up soon but no luck.

Damn, the day had really gotten away from you. The sun was already setting and your heart sank to the pit of your goddamn stomach. It's sunset...which means night is right around the corner...

Oh fuck.

You scramble off the front deck and head straight to your quarters, skillfully dodging both Sanji and Zoro, who you had managed to have run into each other instead of you. Bad idea, because if you knew anything about Sanji, it's that he had a funny way of letting things slip rather sneakily. And if you knew anything about Zoro, its that he would easily catch a slick comment, and match it.

You lock your door, pacing back and forth in hopes of coming up with a plan. The truth? Yeah maybe tell the truth! You swallow your pride, taking a deep breath, only to head a kock at your door. Oh god. Your hands tremble, that sickly nervous feeling seeping into your pores. Its hot in here.

"Hey honey, um, how about we reschedule to tomorrow?" Sanji hums, something...off in his tone.

You pull the door open, that same facade over your face. You swallow, nodding at him in response.

"I see. I mean yeah we can. Something come up?" You ask, eyes shifting all over. You can bring yourself to keep direct contact with him and damn he can tell. You could've sworn that you saw someone turn the corner...was that Zoro. Nevermind that. Apparently, Sanji had said something to you but you hadn't heard it you were panicking so damn much.

"Uhh sure. You okay?" He questions, more smug than anything. He knows...

__2 days ago___

It was far too quiet for your liking. Sanji seemed to avoid you...and so did Zoro. Well, not really avoid you. In all honestly you were paranoid and reading into everything. You had FABULOUS intuition so when the energy was out of wack it went straight to your head.

They know. They have to. There's no way they don't. The two of them had gotten a lot bolder you noticed. It was all so clear to you. They were...competing almost. Zoro would leave his hand on your hip, and Sanji would roll his eyes. Sanji would pull your hair up into a ponytail to keep it out of your face when you were cleaning? Zoro would scoff and move on.

Okay, so they definitely knew. Now they were playing the "She likes me more game." That was the least of your concerns. If anything you were drinking up the attention. What you really wanted to know, was how they had found out about each other...the ship is small so that doesn't help the situation.

Today, you managed to find yourself in the kitchen while both your blonde and green-headed sneaky links were ALSO in the vicinity. You swallow hard, bidding them a good day whilst making your way to the fridge, which Sanji usually keeps locked up otherwise Luffy would get in it.

"Sanji, um, the key please." You ask, clearing your throat as the two seemed to watch your every move.

He smiles, stepping beside you, his hand trailing from your waist to the curve of your ass. He's grinning the whole time, his eyes cutting to Zoro before squatting down, using your leg as a means to steady himself to retrieve the well-hidden, key. His fingers dance over your thighs and inwards, just barely brushing over the crotch of your shorts. You yelp, tensing when Zoro gives a slight 'tch'

Sanji stands, plopping the piece of metal in your hand before returning to the stove from whence he came.

"Thanks." You rasp, fianlly feeling a pinh at ease before oepenign the fridge.

Too bad the peace only lasted for two seconds, becuse right when you had cracked it open, Zoro was already behind you, reaching for his desnated bottle of alcohol, his hand right at your waist, just where Sanji's had been.

Instead of squatting however, down to more or less 'politely' show ownership of you, Zoro opts to wind his hand back as far as possible.

SMACK

You yelp louder, steadying yourself agaisn the fridge as you moan at the sting. There was no doubt there was a bit of a mark again toyu melenated skin now. Zoro only grins, all too smug at Sanji's enraged expression.

"Thats it. You just have no sense of respect do you." Sanji argues, Zoro standing a bit taller now.

If you hadn't been squeezed between the two now, they'd surely be chest to chest. Your body is beginning to betray you, heat flooding your face and between your thighs. This wasn't about them. This was about you and who you liked more...They each wanted your attention. Rightfully so, I mean not only were you a sweetheart with a smart mouth but that mouth could do a lot more than just talk shit. And either one of them would be happy to accept death between your thighs.

"If you knew anythign at all, youd kne she likes a little desrespect." Zoro shoots back, your eyes widening.

"If you knew anything you'd know she likes being treated like a princess." Sanji scoffs.

"Lets not talk about me like im not here-"

You're cut off when they shoot that same look your way. A look you'd seen one to many times, bent over, facing a conveniently placed mirror...or wit your back against the matress, one of them over you while your legs cramp up from being so close to your chest.

Damn fr two guys who seemingly didn't 'get alog' they sure had a lot in common.

In the heat fo the argument, you slide pst the pair and out of the kitchen. Unfortunetly for you, a head of orage just happened to be outside and heard part of the last three statements.

"I dont even want to knw what or how you're gonna get out of this. Youll figure it out." Nami half encourages as you groan.

Is that what good pussy did to a mf? Start wars?! It blew your mind but you had less than a few seconds process to the situation. Before you could even realize what was happening, Zoro exited the kitchen and scope you up. And right behim him was a very serious, looking Sanji....

oh you’re so screwed.

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Authors note: HI YALLL ok so this one’s been sitting in the drafts for literally I wanna say a half a year now lmao uhhhhh let me know if you’d like to be tagged for pt.2 that’s where all the HOT SHIT HAPPENS! Anyway love you all! Drink water lol

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talaok · 11 months

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Hey . First I wanted to say that you are my favorite writer on tumblr ❤❤

And I wanted to ask if you can write a pedro × reader where the reader wakes up in the middle of the night finds pedro starring at her?

I don't know how to develop it but I loved the long things you write ❤

I honestly don’t know what to say, thank you so much for saying that, really ❤️❤️

It wasn't a habit, it was sort of just... ok it was a habit.

Pedro was an awful sleeper. Falling asleep was hell, and even when he did, most times he'd find himself waking up in the middle of the night.

That's how this "habit" had started.

Usually, when he had trouble sleeping he'd get out of bed and either start his day at 4 in the morning or watch tv until the sun came out. But since you moved in with him... he found something else he liked to do much more.

As creepy as it sounded, he like to watch you, he liked to admire the peaceful look on your face as you dreamed, he liked to observe your chest inflating and deflating slowly, hell, he even liked watching you snort once in a while.

And tonight was no different.

The clock marked 3:35 and his eyes were on you, his heart warming at the thought that you were his, that for some miracle, he had found someone as perfect as you.

that's where his mind always went, as he watched your parted lips suck in slow breaths, he would wonder what he did to deserve this, to deserve you.

And this time, he was so hypnotized by the tiny movements your mouth made, that he didn't even notice you opening your eyes.

"Are you staring at me?" you finally asked after some time, your voice hoarse with sleep, and yet sweet as ever.

His eyes shot up to yours, a tint of panic in them.

"shit-sorry, I didn't mean to wake you"

"you didn't" you reassured him, snuggling closer to him, and placing your head on his chest "You didn't answer me"

A small smile tugged at his lips, there was no point in denying the obvious "I was. I was staring at you"

"why? Did I look funny?"

"no, not at all" he rushed to say, moving some hair out of your face as he stroked your cheek "You just look beautiful... peaceful"

You blushed and could only respond with a kiss.

"I love you" he murmured against your lips

"I love you too" you promised, before leaning away

"You can't sleep again?"

"I slept for a while, but I woke up"

"I'm sorry" you pouted "You want to do something?"

He raised an eyebrow suggestively and you smiled, shaking your head.

"Not that, we went to sleep just four hours ago baby"

"Alright," he sighed, "then what?"

"I don't know, we could... watch a movie"

"You're gonna fall asleep by the time the opening credits start, sweetheart" Pedro laughed "Go back to sleep baby, I'll find something to do, don't worry"

You gasped, feigning offense "I'm not gonna fall asleep"

"sure you aren't"

you raised yourself, grabbing the remote from the bedside table "alright, bet" you challenged, turning the tv on.

"what do you wanna watch?" you asked,

"Whatever you want to, sugar" he sweet-talked, his tone still a bit mocking.

"We can finish watching Nights in Rodanthe"

"sure," he said.

You put the movie on and as you turned back, he was watching you with an amused smile.

"c'mere,"

"Why, so you can make fun of me?"

"no, I'm sorry, you're right, you won't fall asleep"

"that's right" You nodded, satisfied, as you nuzzled up against him "It was just one time"

more like ten

"I know" he spoke, his voice warm and gentle as his arm kept you close "Don't worry"

"mh-mh" you nodded lazily, your eyelids suddenly a thousand pounds each, and his chest comfier than any pillow.

He grabbed the blanket to cover you, and by the time he looked back at you, you were already gone.

He smiled to himself, as once again, he remained enchanted by you.

By the time the movie's end credits rolled, he was still looking at you.

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mamieishere · 25 days

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How to row a hook-up

MDNI

disclaimer : unprotected sex, quickie, doggy style, creampie, semi public, teasing, breeding kink, no name mentioned

You met him on a dating app. You liked his profile because of his blue hair. It's not common and you love someone with their own personality. He was a traveler, coming we-don't-know-where and indicated that he was around for several days.

There was no expectation, you liked some other profiles. You got some matches and started to talk with them but they weren't interesting or too weird. You gave up for the night and went to bed. Tomorrow evening your friend will arrive and the both of you will head to the most anticipated festival of the year. How exciting is it to finally being able to enjoy music lives.

When you woke up the next morning, you were anything but a portable battery, too much energy, too much happiness... too much eve everything.

You headed to the shower and had a full body wash, hair included. Summer nights were hot and humid, so much so that you needed to wash your hair daily. After getting dressed, you picked up your phone and oh! missing notifications. It was the blue haired cutie. He liked you back! FUCK!

"Hi! I'm here for a few days. I'm going to be honest, I need someone who speaks the local language... Are you in?" 4 hours ago

"Ha ~ Finally, I wasn't that honest. I have a big event this weekend and I am very stressed. It's impromptu but could you help you to reduce this tension?" 4 hours ago

"I mean in a sexual way?" 3 hours ago

"Wait... It's impossible to erase a message on this app??? Fuck it." 5 minutes ago

"You know what? Forget it, nvw. It was unsolicited." now

You laughed. He was cute and kinda strange in a way.

"Hey :) sure I'm in, even for a tension revealed thing if you want." now

You texted back without proofreading, probably because you'd cringe at your message. You tossed your phone on your bed. after all, What are the chances that he will respond now? Obviously none.

You planned to go on a self date, one of your fave thing. You put a little make, mascara and lip gloss, grab your bag stuffed with keys, wallet, a book and your flying phone. Headphones on your ears, you headed out to a cozy restaurant nearby to the hotel.

The atmosphere was hushed, the lights were subdued and the ceiling had mouldings. A perfect place to order a fancy dish and a glass of white wine in the back corner out of sight. After the waiter has taken your order and came back with your drink, you took your book and started peacefully your me-time.

A group of about ten people took the table on the right. They were loud, chaotic dressed in expensive clothing. You sighted and turn on the headphones again. You looked for your phone to play some music. While the tracks scrolled across the screen, he popped up. You jumped on your seat, hurting the table.

- "HOLLY... ", you restrained yourself from screaming and rubbing your knees. The neighbours at the table turned around with surprised looks. "My apologies", you nodded, pressed play to the first track coming and hid behind your book.

"Hello again! Thank God, I'm glad you did answer. I'm not used to dating apps, probably because I'm not allowed to. Had I say I was relieved? Haha I'm rumbling... Anyways, I'm going to dinner in a restaurant, would you like to recommend me a dish? I'm so lost... " 3 minutes ago

You laughed softly.

"Okay, it's funny because I'm in a restaurant too currently. I order a croque madame, it's a hot sandwich studded with béchamel sauce, cheese and ham plus there's a sunny side up on the top of it. It comes with a salad. So, I guess you may order this too!" now

"THANK YOU!" now

Oh the answer came very quickly this time. You left your phone on the table with the book, as the waiter came back with your dish.

Oh it was delicious... The bread was crispy outside but still soft and buttery. The egg was perfect, the ham and cheese tasty and smoked. It was heaven,all of this combined with the jazz music playing... It was orgasmic.

"I guess you gave me a good choice. It looks yummy. *one picture attached *" now

Your eyes widen once again. The picture of his dish was exactly the same than yours, the dishes, the tablecloth, everything. You raised your head and started to search around you. He was here.

*Wait... We are in the same restaurant. Oh lol, where are you?" now

You kept looking for some blue hair but failed. Was it a joke? Where was he? After 5 minutes, your message was still unread. You decided to go to the bathroom, leaving your things under the waiter supervision.

Until someone grabbed your hand and guided you to the first nearby room. You were about to scream when your kidnapper switch on the light. Blue hair. Oh.

- "Hey... hey hey hey", he whispered "I'm so sorry, I caught you by surprise. I recognized you when I entered the restaurant earlier. I wanted to give you a hand sign but as I was with my band and the staff, it was impossible. Please accept my apologies. But jeez you're beautiful. Ah sorry I'm rambling again... Hey? Hello, Earth?"

Of course you heard him but you were shut. He was stunning, his delicate face, his bobba eyes contrasted so well with his blue hair. You were subjugated.

- "Yeah? Hi...", the words fell from your mouth.

- "Are you okay? Are you shocked?" he panicked "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry.".

You put your hand on his chest. "Are you real...?" you asked randomly. He burnt out of laughter,took your hand and swapped your fingers with his own.

- "Hello sweetheart, yes I'm real", he cooed with a chuckle. He took your chin and replaced a strand of hair out of your face. "May i kiss you?"

Wow, that was bold but not as bold as you, putting your hands on his shoulders for leverage, you reached to his mouth and put a lingering kiss on his lips. He caught you and deeper the kiss, glued his body to yours.

- "Ah princess... I want you now, can I have you now?", You looked at him and nodded. "Use your words baby. ".

- "Ha.... yes, please. Are you not afraid that someone caught us?".

He cadged you between his body and the door.

- "No, I'm not. You'll have to stay quiet if you don't want to be discovered.", He leaned to kiss you again. Both of you had a little time. His hands made their path under your shirt going for the claps of your bra. You weren't wearing a bra, oops. He broke the kiss and gave you a stern look.

- "Oh my. What do we have here?", he raised your hands with one hand while his others reached up your top, exposing your chest to the cold air, making your nipples harder than they already were. He started to leave little pecks on your neck, down to your collarbone, decorating it with purple and finally reaching to your left boob.

- "Let's start with your heart side would you?", he rolled the sensitive tip between his digits, cutting off a moan of you. He urgently put his hand on your mouth. "Stay quiet baby if you don't want to get caught".

He freed your hands which ended up on his shoulders again and licked your nipple. Your chest arched, giving him more flesh. You moaned again, silently. His other hand found a place on your hips, rubbing slow circles.

- "Touch me, please...", Your voice was almost a whisper. "May I have your fingers in me?"

It was all it took for him to snap. He got back on his feet, turned you around and lifted your skirt.

- " Oh baby wants my fingers?", he teased. "Baby wants me to finger your needy hole?"

He didn't give enough time to answer before he ripped soaking panties, stuffed you with two fingers at an incredible rough pace. You felt the first sprinkles of pleasure and he added a third one. Soft moans weren't enough, louder ones erupted from your throat as he stopped them by placing a hand on your filfy mouth.

- "I told you to stop being noisy", his action hadn't the expected effect, your creamed his hand. "Fuck that's hot. May I give you my cock sweetie, uh? Want me to fill you up? Breeding you with my seeds?".

Unable to form a coherent sentence, you gave him a "Ha... y... es fuck, gimme y-your see-seeds".

While licking his digits, he undid his pants, freeing his erected dick from the confines of his underwear. One hand came to press on your back to put your pussy on display. You felt him, rubbing his cock along your folds, teasing your entrance. You tried to push your hips back on him to finally get your dream fulifilled.

- "tsk... baby no... that's not how we ask to be fucked"

- "please, I can't... oh shit!", he penetrated you in one full stroke. He snapped his hips on yours, making the head of his penis kissed your cervix, forcefully. The pace he chose left no space for mercy. You thought you were going to cum only by being penetrated until he reached your clit only to play with it. As his pace maintained a high drive, he doodled circles on your bundle of nerves.

- "Fuck baby girl, cum... cum for me. Cum on my cock, I want to feel it", he bite your ear. Then everything became colorful. You came hard around him, squeezing your insides like never you did before. He helped by guiding you through it. The only sound remained was the lewd, squishing sound of his cock entering you again and again. He took him a few pumps before he filled you full of him.

- "hhhhaaa fuck baby, I'm bringing you to my hotel room. I can't leave you like that."

hiii, it's been a while! I hope you enjoyed this story. it was supposed to be a drabble, as usual, it's a failure 🤷🏻‍♀️

Feel free to give feedback and comments (constructive ones only!) 💕

I have to be honest, im not a big mood to write rn but I felt I needed to post this one. please be nice if you find typos or grammatical mistakes, english isn't my first language.

#stray kids x reader #skz x you #stray kids smut #bang chan smut #lee know smut #changbin smut #hwang hyunjin smut #han jisung smut #felix smut #kim seungmin smut #yang jeongin smut #Spotify

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tooearlyforthis · 1 year

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Happy Birthday, Honey | Steve Harrington

It's Steve Harrington's Bday! Or at least according to Google it is, so here is a little bday fic about him. Also apparently, it was Joe Keery's Bday last week. So happy bday to him too.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Series Synopsis: Steve just wants to spend his birthday the same way he always does - no one knowing and all to himself. His girlfriend, on the other hand, has other ideas.

Warnings: fluff, established relationship

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April 29th was Steve Harrington’s least favorite day. Why? Because it's his birthday.

It was a day that plagued him since he was old enough to stay home alone. His parents were never there, off on business trips that left him alone for months at a time. They never remembered his birthday when they were home anyways and that always seemed to hurt more. Like a slap in the face from the only people that cared about him.

Tommy and Carol were the only ones from his old life that knew the day he was born. And even then, they didn’t do anything special for him. It wasn’t like he asked them to, they just never cared enough about him to celebrate. Steve would always make sure to throw a party for himself on that day. Not specifically for him, but just so he wasn’t spending another day alone.

He didn’t bother to tell Y/n or Dustin, or anyone in The Party for that matter. Partly because they never asked and partly because it never came up. But as the day was rounding the corner, he knew he couldn’t spend it alone. He asked for an extra shift at work and Y/n would be coming over later that night, two things that would help him survive another year.

He wouldn’t tell Y/n, that just felt unfair. A few months ago, when it was her birthday, he made sure to make it as special as he could. A nice restaurant, gifts from all their friends - he knew if he told her this last minute she would feel awful about it. And he never wanted to make her sad.

Well, there was always next year.

The morning of he woke up to his alarm blaring like it was any other day. And he was determined to make it such. Grabbing a bagel on his way out, he headed to work. He was surprised when he was the first one to make it to work that morning. The Max, and Robin were always sticklers for time. But both of them were nowhere in sight.

Trying not to think too much of it, he unlocked the front door and headed inside. The place had become very familiar to him after so many hours of work. He could point to a section of the shop and tell you exactly what tapes were stored there, and how much it would cost to rent them.

And by just one glance around the room, he could tell that Keith closed the night before. That was a relief for him, knowing that he didn’t have to look out for half-ass jobs of putting back tapes or an incomplete inventory. He just placed his bag in the back employee room before heading out to the register.

As he emerged from the employee common space, he was relieved to see that at least one of his co-workers had arrived. He sat down at the front desk as they came in.

“Hey, Harrington,” Max announced with a smile.

After moving to the trailer park, the young redhead thought it was about time she started to chip into her household. Plus she needed the money for a new skateboard.

“Mayfield,” Steve responded as he booted up the computer.

Max leaned across the counter, trying to look at the still-loading screen. “Did that old guy return the porno yet?”

“Nope, it’s officially two weeks late.”

“Damn! He’s really been going at it hasn’t he.”

Steve tried to conceal his chuckle. “I guess so… hey go put your stuff in the back I think there are still some tapes we need to rewind.”

She gave a nod before heading away. This was good. Everything was normal and he wouldn’t be alone. Just make it through the day and-

“Steve!”

He looked up to see Robin coming through the front door, a smile on her face. That was odd, she was never usually this chipper in the mornings. She ran over to him, engulfing him in a bug hug from behind.

“How’s your morning been?” she asked, still smiling.

He responded, “Uh, fine?” Cause how else do you respond to that? It was 9 o’clock in the morning. “What’s got you so jumpy?”

“Nothing! Can’t be excited to see my dear friend Steve?”

“Oh, you can, just not when you’re almost late to work.”

She rolled her eyes, pulling away from him. “Key word: almost.”

“Why were you late anyways? The doors are usually unlocked by the time I come in.”

Robin fell silent for a moment as she took out her book and placed it on the counter. Tuesdays weren’t usually busy so she would bring something to read to pass the time.

“I uh…had something I needed to take care of.”

“Care to share with the class?”

He watched as she paused for a moment before simply saying, “No.”

“Okay then,” he responded, turning back to the computer. “Then go help, Max, with the rewinds.”

Robin groaned as she chucked her bag over her shoulder. “You know, you’ve been a little bit bossier since getting promoted to manager.”

“I’d say more disciplined.”

Rolling her eyes she gathered her bag, ready to help David in the back. Steve sighed, hunching back into his seat. Yeah, just like any other day.

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The shift at Family Video came and went just like any day, however, Robin was being more distant and smiley. Robin liked to have a good laugh but this much was just too uncommon for her. He spotted her whispering with Max a couple of times throughout the shift. But every time he approached them on the subject they pretended like it never happened.

As their shift came to a close, he decided he would give it one last try.

“Are you sure there’s nothing going on?” he asked her, stripping off his green work vest.

She shook her head. “Nothing! Just another completely normal day at work, right?”

“Sure.”

Steve watched as the next shift came in, Max walking out from the back to join them in leaving. “Well, that was a very unproductive day,” she told them.

The three of them walked out of the store, readjusting their shirts.

“Nothing you can do when you don’t have any customers,” Robin said back. “Max you’re giving me a ride right?”

“Wait Rob, I thought I was driving you home?” Steve said surprised.

“No uh, sorry forgot to tell you Max and I were gonna hang out.” She nudged her arm. “Right?”

“Yeah! Sorry, forgot to tell you,” Max responded quickly as she open the driver’s door of her car.

“You’re letting Max drive you?” Steve asked with widen-eyes. It was almost like he was having flashbacks to the night she almost crashed his BMW.

“Hey, I have my license now!” Max shouted at him but he just dismissed it with a wave of his hand.

Rolling her eyes, Robin said, “I’ll be fine. Would you rather have me driving her?”

“That’s a good point.”

“All right then.” Robin lowered herself into the passenger seat of Max’s car. She reached for the door handle. “See you tonight!”

“Tonight?”

“Tomorrow! I meant tomorrow. But uh… yeah see ya.”

Before Steve could question her further, both she and Mac climbed shut their doors. He sighed, watching as they drove off, leaving him alone in the parking lot.

“Hey there, hot stuff.”

Steve turned to find the voice calling out to him. He smiled when he saw his girlfriend in her car behind him.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” he asked, resting a hand on the top of her car. Y/n leaned out the window, crossing her arms. “I thought we were meeting up later.”

“Well, can you blame me? I miss my boyfriend. Come on, get in.”

“But I drove here.”

“We can grab your car later, come on!”

Not being able to resist, he walked around the other side and climbed in. He leaned over the center console, pulling her into a kiss before buckling his seat belt. “I’ll never get used to that.”

Blushing, Y/n put her car into drive and pulled out of the parking lot. “You really know how to make a girl swoon huh?”

He shrugged. “I have my ways. So, why do I have the honor of seeing my girlfriend so early today?”

“I just figured instead of sitting in our separate houses for the next few hours before dinner we could see a movie. 8 Million Ways to Die came out a couple of days ago and I know how much you love those detective movies.”

“Hmm, you are right about that.” He swung an arm across the back of her seat. “Sure, the movie before dinner sounds great.”

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“But it was noir how can it be funny?” Y/n asked, taking another bite of her food. Her plate was almost finished.

“It was a noir but it just had some funny moments in it like the warehouse confrontation? I mean it was just a little too quirky for my liking,” Steve responded, picking up his fork. “But that doesn’t mean I didn’t like it!”

“Mmmhm, sure you did.”

“No, come on, babe I liked it,” he reassured her, reaching out a hand to touch hers. “Thank you for today, you don’t know how much it means to me.”

Y/n smiled but it faltered slightly as she pulled back her hand. “I-uh….”

Steve let his smile drop too, growing concerned by the second. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes! Everything is fine it’s just….I might have some idea of what today means to you.”

He felt his heart beat a little faster wondering what she could know. Oh no, did she know?

“I- what do you mean?” he asked.

“Honey, I know it’s your birthday.”

Steve felt his eyes widen, unable to form words on his lips. “H-how long have you known?”

“A couple of months….you just never bring it up I figured it was a sore subject.”

“Not really I just never make a big deal out of it. No one ever- I mean it never-“ He stumbled to find the right words to describe how he felt.

“Steve, you deserve to have a day where people appreciate you. Like the birthday you gave me? It was perfect, having all my friends there to celebrate with me. You deserve that, honey.”

“This day, just going to the movies and dinner with you? That’s enough for me.”

Not satisfied with that answer, Y/n shook her head. “Nope, come on, I got a surprise for you. She stood up, extending an arm to him. “Come on.”

“But the bill-“

“-has already been paid for.”

“You paid already?” he asked, reaching up to take her hand.

“Yep. That’s what happens when you’re the birthday boy. Gotta let others take care of you.”

“I don’t think I like this very much.”

“Well get used to it 'cause you deserve it.”

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Steve was confused as they drove silently in Y/n’s car. The only sound came from the rumbling engine and the music playing very softly through the radio. The streets they passed looked familiar, almost too familiar. Wait, they were in Loch Nora.

“Are we driving to my house?” Steve asked, wondering what surprise could be waiting for him in his own home.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Y/n responded, keeping her eyes on the road, and a smile formed across her lips.

He reached forward, placing a hand on her thigh. “Come on, babe. Just tell me.”

Reaching down, she removed his hand. “Flattery won’t get you anywhere Harrington….at least not this time.”

Steve huffed as he leaned back in his seat, watching as the car turned down his street and into his driveway.

“So the surprise is at my house,” Steve nudged, getting out of the car.

Y/n walked to his side, taking his hand. “Oh my god, do you want an award or something?”

“No, but it’s nice validation.”

She smiled as they reached the front steps. He went to turn the handle but she stopped him. “Wait,” she began.

Steve turned to look at her. “Yeah?”

“Just-“ Pausing, she took a moment to re-orient him to face her, her hands dropping from the side of his arms. “I’m not gonna press you why you didn’t tell me about your birthday okay? But it is a special day, at least to me, and you deserve to be celebrated.”

Steve felt like he could melt at her words; slump into her arms and spend the day thinking about how lucky he was to have her. Instead, he leaned in, giving her a quick peck on the lips. It was a chaste kiss, but still passionate nonetheless.

As they pulled apart, Steve smiled. “What did I do to deserve you.”

“You didn’t have to do anything. I love you just the way you are.”

Stepping forward, she opened the front door. They stepped inside the dark foyer, Y/n moving quickly to turn on the lights.

As the lights shined through the room, Steve stepped back in shock. Everyone he cared about, the kids, Nancy and Jonathan, Robin, and even Hopper and Joyce stood in his living room. There was a big banner behind them, decorations, and balloons littered throughout the house.

At the sight of him, they all shouted, “Happy Birthday!!!”

Dustin had a bunch of party blowers in his mouth, making them all go off at once while Lucas threw confetti into the air. He watched as Max let go of some balloons that all floated to his ceiling. Nancy, Robin, and Jonathan were all holding a cake that sprawled a Happy Birthday message across the top.

It was everything he didn’t know he needed for his birthday.

He stumbled back in shock at the scene before him. He beamed at all of his friends who came to celebrate. After so many years of not having a birthday, of being ignored by the people closest to him, it felt like he was being heard.

He felt a tug on his sleeve as Y/n wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Happy Birthday, honey,” she said softly.

Steve grinned looking down at her. “Seriously what did I do to deserve you.”

He swooned for her as she giggled. He loved that giggle, it made his heart feel whole. Not being able to hold back, not caring that he was surrounded by all of his friends, he pulled her into a kiss.

Their lips connected into a familiar dance, filled with the warmth and comfort of everything before them. He could hear a whistling sound in the room, probably from Mike as Robin clapped and cheered for them.

As they broke the kiss, Dustin stepped forward, holding more party blowers in his hands. He yelled with excitement, “Now let’s get this party started!”

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badcaseofcasey · 1 year

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a/n: we’ve made it to the end, folks! I have had so much fun posting this and seeing all of your reactions as I went, so thanks for coming along on this ride with me! I’ll be posting the full fic to AO3 soon, so keep an eye out for that. Without further ado, the final installment (for now…)!

The next thing Steve knew, he was blinking back against the light, the room filled with a warm late morning sun. He and Eddie had gravitated towards each other during the night and he woke up with his arm slung low across Eddie’s hips. They were still facing each other so Steve could see Eddie’s peaceful expression as he slept.

Steve let out a huge sigh of relief when he felt Eddie’s breath moving his arm up and down where it rested. According to the clock on the nightstand, Steve had gotten a miraculous six hours of sleep without waking up from a nightmare or tossing and turning over worries about whether or not everyone was safe. Steve knew it was likely because the person he worried about the most had been lying safely next to him.

The other benefit to sharing a bed with Eddie was that he got to watch as the other man slowly woke, eyes scrunching up to keep out as much of the light as possible, to stay in his cocoon of sleep as long as he could. It was adorable, Steve didn’t mind admitting it, and he couldn’t help the smile across his features either.

“You see something you like?” Eddie asked, voice rough with sleep. “Just saying, it’s been a while since I’ve woken up to a pretty boy in my bed looking at me like that.”

Steve huffed out a laugh. “Take me out to dinner first, Munson.”

Eddie’s eyes slowly opened and Steve noticed, not for the first time, that they were the color of molten chocolate when the light hit them just right.

“Morning,” Steve said. “How do you feel?”

“Like a bunch of interdimensional hell beasts used me as a chew toy,” he responded. “But I feel less like that than I did yesterday, so I’m going to count it as a win.”

“Good,” Steve said.

They were both quiet for a few minutes, soaking in the warmth of the sun streaming in through the windows and of each other’s body in the bed next to them. Eventually, Eddie sighed and held his eyes open.

“I think I promised you a conversation,” Eddie began.

“That you did,” Steve said, steeling himself.

“I just want to know… What does all this mean to you?” Eddie asked. “Because for a long time, I had this idea in my head of what would happen when I found my soulmate again, but then we did see each other and it was… not like that. But recently, things have been different and I know you and I both aren’t the same kids we were at the park, or even the ones we were in high school. So.”

“So,” Steve agreed. “I see why you’d want to talk about that.”

“And I grew up with this image of my soulmate as this dragon slayer, the person who could battle away anything that was bothering me and make it all okay again. And not two weeks ago I watched you do literally that - with demobats instead of dragons, but still.”

Steve laughed slightly. He was suddenly self-conscious about where his arm rested on Eddie’s hip, but when he tried to pull it back, Eddie just scooted closer to keep Steve’s hand where it was. Eddie’s arm was steadfastly around Steve’s shoulders as it had been when they’d fallen asleep.

“And, to put it all out on the table,” Eddie continued, “because I literally almost died and that puts things in perspective like no other, let me tell you, and because I’m sick of not saying it anymore - I’ve kind of been falling steadily head over heels in love with you since I saw you kill a demobat with your teeth, and I don’t see that changing any time soon.”

Steve sucked in a breath, eyes wide. He wasn’t quite sure he had heard Eddie correctly. After everything he’d done to basically reject Eddie over the years, he hadn’t dreamed that Eddie could really love him. And yet, here Eddie was, admitting it out loud and without shame that he didn’t just love Steve, but that he was in love with him. And wasn’t that a miracle, in and of itself.

But Steve must have been processing in silence too long, because it was Eddie’s turn to try and pull away, muttering about how he didn’t expect anything, and how he knew that there were such a thing as platonic soulmates, and it was okay if Steve didn’t feel the same way - and that just wouldn’t do.

Steve used the hand on Eddie’s hip to keep him still and brought his other one up to cup Eddie’s cheek where it rested against the pillow and angle his face so that Steve could press their lips together in a sweet, but sure kiss.

Eddie sucked in a breath as soon as their lips touched and Steve could sense his surprise even before he pulled back to look at him.

“I’ve already got the one platonic soulmate,” Steve said. “And honestly, she’s kind of a handful. Not sure I could handle another.”

Eddie looked at Steve like he was a wondrous thing and huffed out a laugh. “Thank god. Because I was talking a big game about being fine with whatever you were ready for, but I think it honestly would have killed me if you had wanted to keep things friendly.”

“Definitely not,” Steve smiled before leaning in to kiss Eddie again, this time angling his body a bit more on top of Eddie’s so Eddie’s head could rest on the pillow.

They stayed like that for hours, swapping gentle kisses - and some not so gentle - and basking in the glow of being together and on the same page for the first time since they were kids in a park fighting dragons.

Steve had nearly stopped in his tracks when he pushed Eddie’s shirt up to feel the warm, still-healing skin and saw his own handwriting snaking along Eddie’s rib cage. Eddie had been right - there were a few letters missing and a few others stretched into scar tissue, but they were still perfect to Steve, and it felt like a punch to the gut to see them there for the first time, proof that Steve hadn’t lost Eddie after all.

Eventually, they would leave the safety and stillness of their bed to start their day, running into Wayne in the kitchen who gave them a knowing look when they arrived together from the downstairs bedroom. They would find their way around each other, adjusting when needed to fit the other into their respective lives. Eddie never did move out of Steve’s place, even when he was fully-healed, not until they all moved out - Wayne to his new trailer, furnished by a shady wing of the US government, Eddie and Steve to their first apartment together.

And though the rest of the dragons they would face were of the metaphorical kind rather than the interdimensional hell beast variety, they would always face them together.

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sofifii1 · 1 month

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"Addiction" C. Sturniolo

pairings: Christopher Sturniolo x reader

summary: Even tho you both agreed on it, you can't help but feel like shit when Chris just leaves you after he gets what he wants.

tw: swearing, angst, arguing, mentions of feeling like being used by someone, kinda dark, sad.

ps: English is not my first language, please forgive me if there are mistakes in grammar or something. I hope you enjoy this!

You laid on your bed, back facing the ceiling as you were zoned out, looking at the one spot in your bedroom. A sudden buzz on your phone, shook you from your trans. Your eyes glint with hope and excitement as your propped yourself in your elbows and quickly grabbed your phone from a nightstand besides your bed.

You hoped to see Chris's contact photo on your screen, you haven't heard from him for ever since he informed you that he was off to his friend's party, and that he would come over after. It has been a few hours from that.

You let out a sigh in frustration and dissapoinment as your mother's contact name was splattered across the screen. You quickly typed out a respond and put your phone down, burying your face in the soft material of your pillow. As a wave of regret and naiveness washed over you.

Chris was... Well, you didn't know exactly how to describe him. You met him at the party, a few months ago. It wasn't a lie that he was incredibly attractive, you noticed that right away. What you didn't expect, was for him to actually approach you that night. You were always a quiet girl, you didn't like the attention being on you, parties also weren't your thing, your friend dragged you to this one specifically. So when Chris put his hand on your waist and started a conversation with you, you were completely in shock, which he found cute.

The conversation led from simple "What's your name? " and "How did you end up here? " to "Why don't we go somewhere more private?" very quickly. You accepted the offer easily, since you weren't used to someone just wanting to spend the night with you, you felt special. Chris whispering sweet nothing about how beautiful you looked that night, didn't help at all.

The next morning, you found yourself tangled in white bedsheets, naked, and a sleeping brunette next to you, his arms were wrapped around you. Once he woke up, the both of you agreed for this to happen again, just with no strings attached. You took a shower there and then he drove you home, he didn't let you leave before he placed a soft kiss on your lips.

It was fun at first, the sex, it was great. Not having a burden of loving someone, or any other emotions, just getting the pleasure out of it. You loved it, well, you loved it till you noticed how you started to crave his touch, his kiss, his everything, more and more. It happened so suddenly, you couldn't believe it, yet, it wasn't hard to believe really. You have fallen for a boy that only sees you as another one of the girls he fucks.

It hurt you, but you couldn't do anything about it. You couldn't tell him, you knew he didn't feel the same way. You would just ruin everything, you would lose that little bit you get of him.

No texts, no calls, no nothing from him tonight. You knew you shouldn't care this much, but you couldn't help it. You let out another sigh as you slowly let yourself drift off to sleep while you were waiting for him.

A loud knocks on your apartment door knocked you out of your sleep. You rubbed your eyes and reached for your phone, 1:38 AM, it read on your clock. You slowly rose up from your bed and made your way to the door. You unlocked the door, not bothering to look through the peep hole, since you could already assume who it was at this time. You swung the door open, there stood Chris, his eyes half lidded, also a little red from god knows what he took. He was wearing a simple black hoodie with grey sweatpants, yet he still somehow managed to look good.

A low "hey " could be heard from his mouth, his voice deep and hoarse, you sighed and moved to the side to let him in. He walked in slowly, stoping in the middle of your hallway, you closed the door and stood there, facing away from him.

"I'm sorry, baby " he grumbled, his voice wearing an apologetic fling in it. You didn't know what he was sorry for, he shouldn't be. You guys aren't dating, you kept reminding yourself of that. You turned your head slightly, catching a glimpse of him, his head hung low, yet it didn't help to cover the purple-yellow marks on his neck.

Your eyes watered as you made your way across the hallway, you passed him without looking at him, walking through your room and to your kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and pouring some in it, even though you weren't actually thirsty, you just didn't want him to see you cry. You heard footsteps coming after you. "C'mon baby, don't cry, you know it didn't mean anything." He tried to reassure you as he came next to you, leaning against the kitchen counter.

His hand reached to wipe away your tear when you pushed it away and made your way out of the kitchen, sudden anger engulfing you. He scoffed at this and followed you yet again. "I don't get it why are you upset?! We both agreed on this shit, just sex, remember? Nothing more." His voice became more stern, he was getting frustrated, and you didn't care, the more he got frustrated, the angrier you became.

You turned to him "Well, I'm sorry i can't control my fucking feelings Chris, i wish i could but obviously i can't." Your voice rose as well, you were getting so mad at him, everything he did, everytime he treated you like shit, everytime he left you, came back rushing all at once. And you couldn't keep it in anymore. "I'm fucking sick of this, Chris! Sick of your bullshit! You do this every single time, you go out, get drunk and high and i don't even know what, you fuck other girls and then come back to me, because you know that i will be there for you no matter what. You know i won't turn you down, and you fucking use that shit in your advantage."

You snapped at him, all emotions coming out at once. His face fell down, but you didn't give him the opportunity to speak, you kept going. "And i know that we agreed to this, i know that it was supposed to be just sex, but i can't control how i feel. I love you, and you know it. You know it and use it for your benefit." Your voice cracks at the last two sentences, tears finally spilling down, as you quickly wip them away.

Chris opened his mouth, but no words fell out of it. He wore an shocked expression, he didn't expect your sudden outburst, but deep down, he knows he should have expected it. Before he could say anything, you interrupt him again.

"You should leave." You mumbles as you turned your back to him and walked over to your bed, sitting on the edge of it. You face palmed yourself, running your hand through your hair in frustration.

"Come on, Y/N, don't do this, plea-" Chris tried to explain himself but you cut him off, yet again.

"Leave ! " You yelled out, as you finally locked gaze with him, tears streaming down your face as your voice cracked. He stood there for a couple of seconds before he slowly turned his back to you, making his face out of the room. You heard the front door shut as you immediately burst out into tears, throwing yourself on the bed and sobbing into the pillow.

should i make a part two??

The inspiration to start writing is from @lovingmattysposts . She is one of my favorite writers on this app, i love her work and am very thankful for the inspiration that i got from her.

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #fwb #sturniolo triplets

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newtthetranswriter · 5 months

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The Best Birthday

(art credit goes to me, I drew this a while ago)

Word count: 2424

Paring: Akkun x Reader

Summary: He's used to his birthday being overshadowed, but this year it's all a trick to make it the best day yet.

Warnings: Nothing really, forgotten birthdays maybe? Let me know if there is anything I missed.

A/N: This was written very last minute as I was only made aware that Today is Akkun’s birthday like three days ago, and I only figured out a good idea last night for it. Not only is it Akkun’s birthday, but he just needs more love in general, so feel free to request more of him. Any ways enjoy and Remember to Hydrate or Diedrate

Today is Akkun’s birthday, and I came up with a good idea on how to spend it. It may seem a little mean what I have planned, but I know he’s going to love it.

I woke up earlier than I normally would on a Saturday to start preparing for the plans. I had to text all our friends to make sure they remembered their parts in all of this. The basics of the plan was everyone act like it’s a normal day, no happy birthday texts, no asking for his plans, just pretend like it’s a normal day, when in reality while I’m dragging him around doing Christmas shopping, Takemichi and the others will be at our apartment setting up a surprise party.

Before Akkun woke up, I made a small breakfast and a pot of coffee, which isn’t abnormal as we agreed when we moved in together who ever gets up first on the weekends makes breakfast. As I was setting the plates of French toast on the table, I was greeted by my loving red-headed boyfriend as he entered the kitchen.

“Good morning, love, what’s on the agenda for today?” He asked, obviously wondering what I had planned for his birthday.

I just shrugged in response, and pretended to think for a moment. “I was thinking we could go out and find a Christmas tree, maybe get some presents for the gang. We could even get some lunch. What do you think?” I asked, acting like I had no clue what the importance of today was.

Seeing his face drop slightly almost made me break, knowing for a lot of his childhood his birthday was either made to be about Christmas or completely forgotten in the flurry of the holidays, but I had to remind myself that this was all to give him the best birthday ever. “Okay, sounds good, maybe we can come home and watch a movie after?” He asked, quickly recovering from the disappointment of his birthday being ‘forgotten’.

“Yeah, that’d be great.” I responded, trying not to break at how truly disappointed he sounded. We sat down and enjoyed the breakfast I made while talking about what we wanted to get everyone for Christmas. After cleaning up our dishes, we quickly got dressed and headed out for the day.

While in the car on the way to the mall, Akkun kept checking his phone with a disappointed face. “Everything okay?” I asked as we pulled into the mall parking lot.

“Yeah, yeah. Everything's fine.” He said with an obviously fake smile. I made eye contact trying to make sure we weren’t going too far with this plan, luckily even though there was disappointment I could still see hope. I held onto the hope that I could make it through this shopping trip without caving and telling him everything.

Once in the mall, we went into many stores, grabbing a few things here and there we thought our friends would like. Getting everyone some little things, not wanting to go over board and save some money. After a few hours we stopped at the food court getting a quick lunch. Almost as soon as we sat down, Akkun was looking at his phone again, once again looking upset at the lack of birthday wishes.

“Are you sure everything’s ok? Every time you check your phone, you get this disappointed look on your face. Did something happen to one of the guy’s or something?” I asked, still trying not to blow my cover.

He quickly put his phone down and held my hand across the table. “Everything’s fine, I told you that earlier. I promise if there was anything bothering me, I would tell you right away.” He said with a genuine smile.

I looked at him skeptically before responding. “If you’re sure, then okay. After we finish eating, let’s take this stuff out to the car and go look for a Christmas tree.” I said to him going back to eating.

We had finished eating and had got all the Christmas presents into the car when my phone started ringing. Akkun looked at me confused, trying to see the caller ID on the phone as I picked it up, trying to hide who I was talking to. “Hello, what’s up?” I asked Takemichi, as he was the one to call me.

He tried to keep his voice down so Akkun couldn’t hear him as he spoke. “Y/n everything is set up if you want to come back now, I can’t imagine it's easy doing this.” He told me, making me smile, knowing I could end the game sooner and stop Akkun’s suffering.

“Yeah, we can do that, no problem. Thanks for letting me know.” I said hanging up the phone. I turned to a very confused Akkun as he sat in the passenger seat. “We’ll have to go find a tree another day, one of our neighbors flooded their apartment and the landlord wants us to make sure there’s no damage to our place.” I explained why we were changing plans, which is a total lie, but I digress.

He gave me a concerned look. “We can always go find a tree tomorrow, as long as everything is good back home.” He said, agreeing to finding the tree another day. I could also tell he was just ready to go home, even if he thought he was going to check for water damage that wasn’t even real.

When we pulled into the parking lot of our apartment, we quickly got out of the car, ignoring the groceries. Making our way up to our apartment, I cuckold tell Akkun was suspicious when we were a couple doors down as there was no water in the hall or concerned neighbors being frantic about water damage. “What’s going on, Y/n? I thought you said a neighbor had flooded their apartment.” He asked as he stopped right outside our door. It was clear he figured something out.

“Nothing's going on, I promise, just go inside and you’ll see.” I said, not wanting to give away the surprise. He raised his eyebrow at me, skeptical. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly opened the door. He was greeted by our friends yelling ‘Happy Birthday’ and he froze. Taking this as my cue, I wrapped my arms around his torso, resting my head on his shoulder. “See, nothing's going on, just a party for the best boyfriend ever.” I smiled up at him.

After he got over his shock, he turned in my hold, placing a kiss to my lips. “Thank you.” He said in between kisses.

We were interrupted by Yamagishi yelling at us, “Hey, we’re here to stop making out in the doorway.” We pulled apart with a chuckle before joining the group sitting in our living room. “So Akkun, did we do a good job tricking you or what?” Yamagishi asked as we sat down.

Shaking his head, Akkun rolled his eyes. “You guys really fooled me. I was beginning to think you all forgot.” He said, even though he was smiling at his friends, I could tell that it had truly hurt when he thought we had forgotten him.

Squeezing his hand, I spoke up. “I’m sorry for tricking you, I know you’ve had a lot of shit birthdays. It was just the only way we could pull this off. There’s no way I could forget anything to do with you.” I smiled at him. He smiled back with a quiet thanks, before Takemichi interrupted all the current conversations with a question about cake. “We haven’t even eaten dinner, and you want cake?” I asked the man sitting across the room with messy hair.

He just nodded in response, it seems his time spent around Mikey has produced a massive sweet tooth. Everyone just laughed at him before Yamamoto suggested we play some games first, receiving agreement from everyone.

We then spent the afternoon playing Mario Kart, Super Smash Bros and a few other multiplayer switch games before order pizza for dinner. When the pizza arrived, we ate it while watching some Jujutsu Kaisen.

“Okay now that dinner is done, let’s get presents out of the way before cake.” I suggested standing up from my spot next to Akkun. Everyone nodded before they moved to get what gifts they had brought. Once we all got back to the living room with our gifts the boys started to fight over who would give him gifts first, not wanting to deal with the bickering I spoke up. “Takemichi how about you start, and we’ll go around the room, ending with me.”

Everyone seemed to agree, even with Yamagishi shouting that I wanted to go last, so I can one up everyone else’s gifts, earning an eye roll and glare from me. After people calmed down from laughing at Yamagishi’s comment, Takemichi gave Akkun his gift. It was a framed picture from our middle school days, specifically the night at Musashi Shrine after a Toman meeting when Akkun had worked up the nerve to finally ask me out. It was one of our best memories together, and it was clear from the look on Akkun’s face, he had no clue this picture existed.

“When did you take this picture ‘Michi” Akkun asked looking at his friend. “I could've sworn no one was there when this happened.” He just received a cheeky smile from the black haired man.

After he set aside the picture, he opened the next gift, this one being from Yamamoto. Pulling the gift from the bag, he was once again confused. It was a hoodie which isn’t that weird, but this one was from an amusement park we had gone to for our four-year anniversary, not just the same park but a special addition from the year we went. He looked from Yamamoto to me, utterly confused, why would Yamamoto get a keepsake from our fourth anniversary. Trying to deflect a little, Yamamoto spoke up, “I remember you guys saying you wanted to get that hoodie, but they were sold out, and I found it online so I figured why not.” He shrugged before motioning for the next person to give their gift.

Each gift made him more confused as I just smiled to myself, glad it was all coming together. Every gift was a keepsake from different points in our relationship, a take-out menu from our first date, ticket stubs from a concert we went to, pictures taken of the two of us when we weren’t paying attention just being us. I could tell he was trying to figure out why our friends were giving him gifts that held some importance to the two of us. “While I do love all these gifts, but can I ask why are they all in relation to mine and Y/n’s relationship?” He asked, looking at a picture of us eating take-out using a box as a table when we first moved into our apartment together.

Our friends just shrugged and then looked at me. Knowing that everyone had giving him their gifts, I decided it was time to stand up. After standing, I pulled Akkun to stand with me in the middle of our living room, in front of all our friends. I held both his hands in front of me, and looked him in the eye before speaking.

“Atsushi, I know today has been confusing. From everyone pretending to have forgotten your birthday, sorry again for that one, to all of our friends giving you different memories from our eight years together, but I promise there is a reason for all of it.” I watched his expression morph from confusion to surprise as spoke. “The truth is everything was part of my plan to make this special. If we made you think we forgot, I figured you wouldn’t expect this. Then the gifts were so we could take a small trip down memory lane with our friends, looking at the big and small events that lead me to make this decision. I know you have probably already figured out where I’m going with this, so I’ll cut to the chase.” Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled out a small ring box. I opened it to reveal a simple ring with two small gems in the shape of a heart, one being turquoise and the other being amethyst, our birthstones. “Atsushi Sendo, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” I asked with a large smile on my face.

I could see the utter shock on his face, it was obvious he never expected this to be the turn his birthday would take. “Of course, that’s a stupid question.” He said, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. Our moment was interrupted by the flash of a camera, we turned to see a smiling Hinata holding a camera up. She waved and whispered a small sorry, before she was interrupted by Yamagishi shouting again.

“Congrats, can we eat cake now?” He asked. All he got in response was Akkun taking the ring out of the box before chucking said box at his friend’s head. Yamagishi tried to duck out the way leading to the box hitting Takemichi in the face. After which, chaos in sued throughout the apartment.

Laughing at his friends, Akkun pulled me closer to his chest, as Takemichi started to chase Yamagishi through the living room. “Thank for this. It truly has been the best birthday I could ask for.” He placed a kiss to the top of my head. “Honestly, I don’t think I could ask for a better partner in this life, I mean, who else would be fine with two grown men running around their house because of a ring box.” He said with a chuckle.

I rolled my eyes watching the two. “I’m not fine with it, I’ve just accepted it. Plus, if they stay distracted, more cake for us.” I said, turning to look in his eyes. He let out another laugh in response, before we nodded in silent agreement to try and get cake without our friends realizing.

Eventually, Takemichi and Yamagishi calmed down when they realized we were eating cake. We all sat and enjoyed the cake before our guests left for the night, leaving us to enjoy the rest of our night. Basking in the joyful realization that we are now engaged after so many years together. Ready to start the next phase of our life.

#tokyo revengers x reader #akkun x reader #tokyo revengers akkun #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers Atsushi sendo #atsushi sendo #Newt's Winter Fic Event

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shadow211e · 1 year

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Lily was struggling at home, it was the first summer since graduating high school, she turned 18 a few weeks ago and then things started to fall apart. Her boyfriend had a special program and left for college early, meaning she didn’t get to have the summer with him. Her dad was either on business trips or out with his new wife who was barely 10 years older than her. And her mom moved across the country to her new job. She felt completely alone. She was cursing herself for not accepting the offer to go away to college, but she had thought her boyfriend was going to go to state like she did. At least she could get a bunch of her classes done cheaper at state and then transfer later on, it meant very little to how she was feeling.

The first week of school was difficult, being in college, most of her friends had gone away and she was feeling more isolated and alone. She went to talk to her father about transferring early but he barely listened to her. Within a few days he would be heading out to work on a take over of another company leaving him out of town for a few weeks. The statements from him to her, about “growing up” and “just deal with it” hurt her a lot. She had no desire to talk to her stepmom either and when she called her mom, her mom seemed too busy to care.

She laid on her bed one night looking through the skylight just wishing for something to be different for her to feel like she wasn’t alone.

The next day she woke up feeling energized for the first time in weeks, she texted her boyfriend asking him how he was doing, and what was new, she looked at the time and knew he wouldn’t be responding until later in the morning when he got up. She headed out for a run and felt good. She rounded the corner of one of the trails and there was this guy standing there. She grinned at her and waved and she normally would have kept running but she stopped and said hi.

“Hi, nice to see someone on the trails this early not just me.”

She beamed “yeah it’s been a while since I felt like running again.”

“Well lucky for me, I’m Damion.”

“Lily.”

“Nice name a little tame sounding but very nice.”

She laughed “I was about to head home.”

“Oh darn I just got here I was hoping to have a partner.”

“How about I do one more before I take off?”

“That would be delightful.”

The two started to run, matching each others pace quite easily. She ran past a couple runners running the opposite direction she was and they moved aside her for and Damion had to adjust and move around them. The two runners waved at Lily but it was like they ignored him, she noticed and as they continued “that was rude of them.” She spoke up.

“Oh don’t worry about it, seems to always happen to me.”

“I grew up on this town and over the years it’s been going down hill, the town council is corrupt and people are just getting worse and worse.”

“Not you it seems, you’re a light in all the darkness.”

“Oh well I’ve had my moments, but I try not to let it get me down, if I did I’d probably end up as jaded and twisted as the rest of the town.”

He laughed again, “I could only imagine you twisted, though most of the time I think of twisted girls like that being wild bitches and sluts.”

She was shocked he would be talking so openly with a girl he just met, she smiled though “yeah well I know people like that too.” She said thinking of her stepmom who she always looked at like a slut and gold digger since her dad got divorced and they started dating a few months later.

“We all do.” He grinned as they made the loop and came back to the beginning, “well this is your stop, it was nice to meet you Lily.”

“Nice to meet you too, maybe I’ll catch you around.”

“Who knows it could happen.”

She smiled and headed home, she opened her phone and saw messages from her boyfriend, she blink seeing he texted her an hour ago, had she not heard them, she was running but it’s so weird. She looked at the time, it was later than she thought almost 10, but she had only been running what an hour? How is it almost 3 hours later? She shook her head, she had to shower and head to campus, she had a class at 11 and another one at 2.

She barely made it to class luckily for her college wasn’t as strict as high school and she was still feeling good about the run. The missing time had been forgotten and she was able to have a good class session, she was attentive and picking up things better today than she had in a while. She noticed her professor looking at her more, she wasn’t sure why but it felt good to have his attention.

After her first class she headed to the school cafe, needing something to eat and some coffee, she sat down and started to munch of her phone and was reading when someone came over and sat with her, she looked up from her book to see Kyle, a kid she knew in high school, he was a douche bag and always bragging about the girls he banged back then.

“Hey,” he said in a way that confused her, like he was hitting on her.

“Hi?” She said softly looking around as if this was a prank or something “can I help you?”

“I saw you sitting alone and I thought what is a hot chick like you doing alone, so I came to chat.”

She looked at him thinking, “hot chick? He must crazy.”

He smiled at her, “so what’s your name?”

The gall of this guy, they went to school together for years and had no clue who she was. “Lil” she managed to say before he jumped in.

“Lilith, oh god right, I remember you, in high school right, we fucked right?”

“No” she said feeling upset with the thought of fucking him, glossing over that he called her something other than her name.

“Really with a body like that I would have thought.”

She looked down confused what he was talking about.

She was mystified to see she was in a V-neck shirt and that her breasts were on display, this wasn’t something she ever did. She had been distracted at home after her run and must have just gotten dressed quick to see what she was wearing. It did explain why her teacher was looking, honestly the way the outfit was showing her body off she was actually feeling good today, better even. She looked at Kyle, “oh umm well I was dating someone in school.”

“Oh no shit, that’s cool.”

“Yeah, probably why you never noticed me.”

“Nah I would have noticed you totally and hell probably would have tried to steal you. You still with him?”

She thought about it, she was still with him but he was gone. “Yes, but he is away for school.”

“No shit, well If he is in another zip code you know that means you’re free game.”

She blushed feeling a rush from that, she never would have thought of herself as game and guys like him on the hunt for her, but it felt good to be wanted. Her boyfriend was great and she loved him but the distance was causing some issues. He wasn’t communicating as much but there are so many reasons for it, hell she wasn’t texting him as much either. “That’s umm nice for you to say but I am with him.”

“Well you’re “dating” him, you aren’t with him, and I’m sure some other girls have his attention.”

“I doubt it, he is a nice guy.”

“Yeah ok, if you are so sure ask him if he has any female friends he likes to hang with. If he doesn’t say any, he is hiding it, if he says someone, they are probably closer than he will let on.”

“That’s a jaded look on life.”

“It’s not life it’s college, and trust me, I know guys and they want two things, food and sex.”

“So that means you only are flirting with me to get sex?”

“Maybe food too, I do love to eat girls out.”

She blushed deeper “umm yeah, well I’m not on the market.”

“Never said you had to be, I don’t mind free samples” he chuckled “look you can cling onto whatever something you have, but just know I’m always around to chat, or talk or not talk whatever your little heart desires.” He grinned and grabbed her hand and wrote his number on her wrist with a big heart around it. “To remember me.” He says then flips her hand around and kisses the back in an actually romantic gesture.

She watched him leave, moving back to his buddies who seem to be mocking him for striking out with her. Though she should get rid of his number it was oddly refreshing to hear a guy talk so openly and honest about his intentions. She put his number into his phone and if nothing else she could text him just to see if he would say something sexual maybe she could use it to tease her boyfriend about guys hitting on her at school.

“He is kind of hot, got that whole bad boy vibe.” She heard a voice in her ahead talk about Kyle, “you did hear rumors in school that made him sound like an incredible fuck.” She put thoughts like that away in her mind, not needing to think about bad boys or sex or cheating.

She spent the rest of the day at class and relaxing at home, she had the house mostly to herself, her stepmom would come home, and leave, it was suspicious because her dad was gone all the time. Maybe she would follow her, find out if she was cheating on him, or just spending his money at spas and resorts like she always claimed. But that was for another day, when she was busy with course work. She texted her boyfriend a few times, finally texting about what Kyle said.

L: “hey babe, just a question, I have a class and they brought up something and I was just curious.

Josh: “sure babe what’s up?”

L: “so there is a professor for my sociology class that said that guys only find friends of the opposite sex whom they find attractive and want to fuck.”

J: “ok I can see that.”

L: “I was just wondering because a lot of guys and girls in class kind of brought up things and I guess I’m over thinking things.”

J: “let me guess, you got a little worried and thought I might be tempted.”

L: “not really, ok, maybe a little, I mean I’m not around so it’s not like we can do all the stuff we normally would have done, dinners or movies, cuddling or other things.”

J: “oh no I totally understand over the summer and even with school starting I had the same worry, I’m a nerdy guy and you’re a girl, so really if anyone would have a chance of hooking up it would be you.”

L: “You’re not a nerdy guy.”

J: “babe come on.”

L: “ok maybe a little, but it’s cute and stuff.”

J: “for you. Not many girls are into that.”

L: “you would be shocked, but anyway ok I’m glad you and I talked things were just racing in my mind.”

J: “of course babe, I love you.”

L: “love you too, are you coming home for thanksgiving break?”

J: “I should be unless you don’t wanna see me.”

L: “babe come on now.”

J: “yes so unless there is some huge thing I’ll be home.”

L: “ok babe love you.”

J: “love you too.”

Lily laid back in her bed feeling better after the talk, it was just what she needed to get Kyle out of her head.

The next day Lily got up and went for a run, it was different she was feeling more bouncy and her bras weren’t giving her the same support as they normally did. She ran a few laps and was expecting to see Damion again, actually oddly enough she was hoping to see him, he had a nice smile, was so friendly and it felt good to have a friend. But he wasn’t around so after a while she headed home.

Another day passed, another passed and still she didn’t run into him. Why was she hoping to see him? Friday morning she got home, it had rained briefly through the night and the ground was a bit muddy but she put on some clothes and headed out. As she pulled in and started her stretches she heard his voice “hello miss me?”

She turned to see Damion, “a bit, the other day was fun, I really enjoyed the run with you.”

“It’s good to feel wanted.”

She laughed a bit “oh god that’s right, you just made me think of it, the other day after the run with you I headed to school and oh my god, this guy from school, who is kind of a douche.”

“Handsome?”

“Yeah I guess, not the point.”

“Why not, isn’t it good to have handsome guys around you?”

“Well yeah, but not when they just wanna hit on you for sex and you have a boyfriend.”

“What if you didn’t have a boyfriend?”

She looked at him “again off topic.”

“Sorry,” he chuckled.

“So he hit on me, and it was like he didn’t even know me from school, honestly him calling me Lilith was a tip off.”

“Sexy name though.”

“Yeah. But.”

“No buts it’s sexy, and if he didn’t know you, it’s funny he got close to your name.”

“Well I said my name was lil and he jumped in and called me that.”

“Oh, well still, sexy name, honestly it makes me wonder how changing a name would change a person, they say names mean a lot in the mortal realm.”

“Mortal realm?”

“Well yeah there are tons of them, theoretically, fairy, demon, sleep, whatever you can imagine would probably have their own realm.”

“Ok that’s more story book I guess.”

“Sure,” he smiles. “Anyway I was just saying that Lilith sounds hot and you could use it.”

“But my name is Lily.”

“Fine, still hotter.”

“Ok well from a guys perspective, if you had a shot at me using the name Lily or the name Lilith. Which would you want more.”

“Both but Lily would get the gentle side while Lilith would get the more raw sexual side.”

She looked at him with a distain she gave most guys like that, but she didn’t dare admit to herself that him talking like that, even about her as an example was arousing her. “God you men are all alike.”

He laughed a little “oh well women try to act like they are complicated and I found that most girls fall into 4 categories and honestly you probably could fall into two of those.”

“Oh and they are?”

“Girls who like older men because they have daddy issues,” he watched her blush “or girls who want bad boys to turn them into bad girls.”

She slipped on a patch of mud they walked through, falling a second to her knee as he kept walking like the mud didn’t phase him. She noticed he wasn’t leaving a footprint behind him and she was about to say something when he laughed and asked if she needed help, she glared at him and stood up and caught up to him. “Dick.”

“What?”

“It wasn’t funny.”

“It was a little funny.”

“Ok fine a little,” she cracked a smile. And thinking about what he said “so which of the two do you think I’d fall into.”

“Well I’m older and that guy you told me about is your age. So really it would have to be which of the two of us you would want to fuck, more than once, because just one and done is so common you can’t get a real feeling for it.”

“Well” she started to think as they walked up a side trail leading towards the woods more “I’d have to have sex with both to really answer that, and I’d have to think which one would be more my speed.” She added.

“Oh well I’m all for meaningless sex, more so in pursuit of knowledge.”

She blushed “well I mean if we were, but I think only because of the age thing I would be siding more with him, no offense.”

“Oh none taken,” he grinned “oh this way I think is a quick way back.”

“Are you sure?”

“I think so.”

He led her down a trail and they popped out onto a street, “oh shit this is,” he looked around “oh this is actually close to my rental.”

She looked at him “really?”

“Yeah ok I didn’t know, I knew my place was close to a trail but I had no clue.”

“Yeah ok,” she said with a bit of a wary look.

“Hey why don’t you come over, I’ll get us some waters and drive you back to the park to get your car.”

She thought about it, and wanted to say no but didn’t want to be rude either so she nodded and followed him. She knew this neighborhood too, she was aware of a rental house somewhere close but never could remember where it was. She followed him up some steps into a small loft style apartment, the place was nice, very clean, the style she didn’t think was his, maybe he was renting a pre-furnished place.

There was a faint smell of something, she didn’t have any clue what it was but it was making her feel light headed. He brought her two bottles, one water and a bottle of beer. She had to make a choice and she pulled up the beer and sucked it down quick.

She smiled as she looked at her hands, two bottles of beer, she never drank a lot but it felt good to just let loose and Damion was such a nice guy, handsome too. He was right if she had daddy issues he would totally be the guy for her. Still it wouldn’t be the worse thing to fuck him like they were talking about other than it would be cheating. He walked in with a beer in his hand, his hand and sipped it, smiling at her “what do you think of the beers, I brew them myself, I have a small micro brew thing.”

“Oh I tried the first, it was really good, the second I swear thought was water but as I look at it I see it’s a clear bottle” she laughed trying to explain her mistake to him. He has such a nice smile.

“Just go easy, after runs people can get a bit more intoxicated than they realize and they end up doing things they might regret.”

“I’d never do that, I’m in complete control.”

“Look at his abs, he is hot, I bet if you asked him to show you his cock he would.”

“Shut up, I’m not asking him that.”

“Asking who what?”

“Sorry, thoughts in my head about asking you about showing off your cock.”

“Oh?” He said smirking “we jumped to that stage already.

“No! god! Men!”

“What you brought it up.”

“Sorry yeah I know, it’s just with everything and my bf being away, I guess I’m just horny.”

“It’s just you and me, if you wanted to take care of some needs.”

“I couldn’t.”

“Sure we can, and he looks like he could fuck us raw.”

“Shut up.”

“Ok sorry! I was joking.”

“Not you my head, me,” she laughed a little “what if, what if I fingered myself and you watched me and jerked off, that wouldn’t be cheating would it?”

“No, not if we don’t touch.”

“Do you wanna do that?”

“Now?”

“Yeah maybe in your bedroom?”

“Yeah sure, this way.”

He led her down the hall to a small bedroom with a floral print comforter on it. She thought it was odd for man but she was too aroused, no not aroused she was too horny to give a damn. She stripped down and laid on his bed, all with him watching her. She moaned as she started playing with herself. “Like this?”

“I’m loving this” he said with a deep voice “who am I watching, lovely Lily or slutty Lilith.”

“Lilith” she moaned, being slutty right now felt so right, as she had her fingers darting in and out of her. She moaned as she looked at him, her fingers and him watching wasn’t enough she needed him, “oh god I want you, come fuck me.”

He grinned and crawled on her, he kissed her and she blacked out. Waking up hours later she was alone in the room, she was naked and her pussy was filling the room with a sexual odor. She looked around “Damion?” But no answer came for her, she felt embarrassed, she fucked some guy she met twice and he took off, but this was his place right? She looked around it felt familiar, this was a rental she looked at months ago, it was cheap and furnished and the older couple were sweet but it was just out of her budget.

She sat up dripping all over the comforter and went to put her clothes on, she grabbed her muddy sneakers and noticed where his sneakers were there was no dried mud. That was something she should remember because it was odd he didn’t leave prints in the mud. But she heard a car and pulled up her leggings she ran in and darted out the back door quickly, leaving behind her pink cotton panties she had been wearing hours ago.

Her walk home was different, she felt as if all eyes were on her, to make matters worse in her mind she quickly realized around the block she was without panties and now her leggings were giving her a camel toe.

It felt like a walk of shame, she fucked a guy and now she lost her panties and she felt like everyone knew and everyone was watching and judging her. She was heading home and she heard “Lilith, yo Lilith wait up.”

She turned to see Kyle, he was in jeans and a tshirt and was looking really good. “Umm hi.”

“Fancy meeting you here.”

“Was out for a walk.”

“That’s cool, I was gonna get some coffee at this nice place around the corner.”

“Misty Mountain Brew?”

“Yeah you know of it?”

“Best coffee.”

“No doubt, wanna come?”

She heard “wanna cum?”

“Huh?”

“I said would you like to come with me, my treat.”

“Oh coffee umm I should head home.”

“You sure come on.”

She was feeling in the mood, “yeah sure why not.”

“Cool I wanna chat a bit.”

They headed to the cafe and we’re just chatting a bit and he smiles and soon they sit down and chill. He looked at her “so I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we met the other day.”

“Yeah I have been thinking about you too.”

“Really? Don’t you have a guy?”

“Yeah but it doesn’t mean I can’t think about someone being a friend.”

“Friend or “friend””

“Friend” she says but for the first time she actually thought about a guy in a way other than just being friends.

“So I was curious, I don’t know if you wanna but would you wanna come to a party my frat holds every year.”

“You should do it, it will be fun.”

“I umm maybe it would be something fun but I don’t usually do parties.”

“Come on.”

“I’ll think about it, can I get a few days to consider it?”

“It’s on Saturday so I kinda need to know soon.”

“Oh sure, I’ll text to tomorrow if that’s cool.”

“Yeah that’s cool.”

J: “hey babe, haven’t heard from you all day are you ok?”

She looked down at her phone and saw the message and slid her phone away. He looked “everything ok?”

“Oh yeah things are cool, it’s just someone texting me.”

“Someone? Or your boyfriend?”

“No just someone, my boyfriend is in class.”

“Really so late?”

“Why what time is it?” She looked at her phone it was after 9p. She blushed deeply, she lost another huge amount of time.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah Kyle I’m good, it’s just you know life is when you get busy.”

“Don’t I know it.” He smiled “so umm I’m guessing you haven’t eaten yet?”

“No I umm.”

“Well come on, let me get you dinner.”

“You don’t have to.”

“No, come on by time you get home you’ll be starving.”

She nodded “yeah sure why not.”

The two headed out to the local diner, and they were having a good time, the food was cheap but it was at least filling. He agreed to drive her over to her car, he dropped her off “oh yeah the party if you wanna go.”

“You know what yeah I’ll go.”

“Awesome.”

“What about it.”

“This year’s theme is “Badasses and Bitches.””

She looked and blushed “ok I’ll figure something out.”

She headed to bed, she didn’t even bother texting Josh. She woke up the next morning and finally texted him, apologizing saying she forgot her phone and only saw his message late. Then she texted Kyle for the first time asking what time the party started and if she was supposed to his friend or his date. He was daring and said his date and 6p.

Saturday the party was bearing down on her and she nervous, she told Josh that she was gonna be having a girls night and that she wouldn’t be able to talk. Around 5 she walked out of her house ready for a good time, she figured this would be prefect to unwind.

Getting a bunch of drinks in, by 9 she was feeling very good, she was drunk and loving life so much better. But she was getting to that bad point and Kyle brought her to his room to lay down, she needed to relax a bit.

He laid her down in bed she looked at him, “you want me.”

“Of course but you’re drunk.”

“So what, I’m here, you’re here and I’m horny.”

“It’s not right.”

She got up on her knees on his bed.

“I dressed up like a badass bitch, I’m horny and I want your cock.”

“You sure about this?”

“Fuck me now or I’ll find someone else in your little playhouse to fuck me.”

He looked at the door, he had been talking about her for the last few days and he wanted her. He decided to go with it and soon the both of them were going at it. It was hours of them fucking, they kept it going she didn’t want to stop. Soon she collapsed in his arms and was sated and slept peacefully until almost noon the next day. She woke up and his cock was still in her, she never slept that way before and Josh wasn’t big enough to stay in her for so long. She knew she should slip out but his cock felt so good, why not have a good morning as she had a great night, so she started to rub against him, it didn’t take long for his cock to stiffen in her and she felt his hands on her hips as her ass was in his crotch. She moaned a feral moan loving how he felt in her. He picked up where they ended last night and he couldn’t be happier with any girl he has been with.

It was an amazing night, the party was good not that she remembered most of it, hell even sex was a blur until this morning. She remembered every inch of it, and every inch of him buried in her pussy. She was not left wanting and in the afternoon when she finally made it home she felt incredible.

She looked at her phone 9 messages from Josh. She blinked annoyed and pissed at him, wondering why he would text her so much she looked at the times, it was all around noon today, she blushed and relaxed he waited to text and was worried.

L: “hey sorry Josh, got home and realized I left my phone at my friend’s”

J: “thank god you’re still alive I was so worried.”

L: “you’re the best you know that.”

J: “ok well I guess you had a great time but you had me freaked.”

L: “trust me I was freaked too, I was searching for my phone for hours, I had to do find my phone on my laptop to realize.”

J: “makes sense sorry I blew your shit up.”

L: “it’s ok Josh.”

She calmed him down and felt good, they chatted for another 20 mins or so, all the while Kyle’s cum was leaking down into her thong and down her thicc thighs. She should have confessed, should have felt bad but neither was happening, she was actually more excited about how she was making him feel good all while knowing she just had the best sex in her life.

She took the weekend off from running, she was catching up on some schoolwork assignments as well as finding herself fingering herself a lot more. For every couple hours of work she did do, she spent an hour watching porn and fingering her pussy to another orgasm. By the end of the night her room smelled of so much sex she might have been looked at like some stripper or slut.

Monday was a good day to start running again, it wasn't that cold even as the winter months were approaching, but it wasn't hot as much anymore so she wasn't going to be instantly sweating.

She was running around the normal trails she ran, hoping more today she would run into Damion again. She didn't see him and it made her a little upset, she felt like she wanted to find out what really happened the other day, and why he suddenly just disappeared after the afternoon of fucking, or at least she thinks happened that afternoon. She wasn't sure she was really into him but something about him was different, this odd darkness was what was attracting her to him. She was captivated by it and wanted to know more. Too bad though he wasn't to be found.

Over the next few weeks, Damion was on her mind but barely, Kyle though was becoming someone very close to her. More often than not she would find herself in his bed or on his couch or basically anywhere with his big cock buried in her. Thanksgiving had past, and winter break was approaching which meant break from school, Kyle had been making a bit of money from some internet things that she really could give two shits about, but he approached her about heading to a resort together for a few weeks. She really wanted to go but she also know that Josh would be home and it might be awkward if she just took off with him without some kind of story. Lying had become used more often by Lilith, she barely used her real name anymore, it held less meaning to her and honestly being a sexy bitch was fun. So when she talked her dad she told him that her mom had asked her to visit California for a few weeks and that they hadn't seen each other in so long. Her dad was a push over when it came to her anyway so he agreed, this laid the ground work for Josh. Because if Josh asked her dad or ran into him, as unlikely as that would be her story would be confirmed. She hadn't been texting him as much lately but texted him one night.

L: "Hey Josh"

J: "Oh hey, how's school, you must be very busy lately, it's been a few days."

L: "yeah completely, you must be going through something similar."

J: "Yeah babe it's a mess here, my roommate and I have finals and papers it's a nightmare."

L: "so when are you going to be home?"

J: "Probably on the 10th"

L: "Shit, are you sure?"

J: "Yeah why?"

L: "Mom asked me to come visit her in Cali."

J: "Really? That's awesome, I know you haven't seen her in a while."

L: "Yeah, but my flight out is on the 13th, which means we won't have a ton of time together."

J: "Shit, that sucks, I mean it's your mom, so you can't miss out on that chance you know."

L: "I know. So get home quick so I can see you."

Lilith looked over at Kyle as he walked out of the shower naked, she grinned, " the 10th babe, so schedule the flight for the 13th."

"Don't you want to see him for longer?"

"Why would I? I showed you the pictures he sent me of his dick, it's more like a little finger or a clit"

He laughed "babe you should stop saying that, you are dating him."

"At least he thinks I am."

"I hope you are, fucking his hot slut behind his back is only hot if you are together."

"Aww you don't think it would be fun to fuck me if I was single?"

"Sure it would be, but you have to admit, cheating on him is so much hotter."

She giggles "true, now why don't you take that thick cock of yours and put it where it belongs."

"Of course babe, I will definitely put it where it belongs," he laughed coming over to her and starting to fuck her like a feral beast, just as she took it she was filled with lust so great they would be fucking for hours.

Classes really didn't matter much to her anymore and she was barely attending classes, luckily for her Kyle was using some of the money he was making to pay off some of the students to help them both out, giving them both time to enjoy their own pleasures. A few more weeks went by, Lilith was leaking cum out of her pussy as she got home, she didn't care, it felt natural. But she had to be boring again, she got dressed in boring clothes again, had to become Lily again. Being around her father for a few days would be torture because all she wanted to do was be with Kyle. Sitting at dinner with her dad and stepmom was dull, but she played her part, he asked her how her mom was doing she lied and said fine, and that she was excited to see her soon. Something her dad said intrigued her, there was an unexpected blizzard about to hit up north, it came out of nowhere. "Really dad?" "Yeah I had a conference up there this week, but it was cancelled they are expecting over 40 inches of snow." "Interesting, well I hope flights out of there aren't cancelled" she grinned thinking how Josh would probably have to wait until finals. "Who knows" he said looking on his phone to see what reports his office was sending him. She went upstairs and texted Kyle about what her dad had said about the snow, they talked about leaving a few days early. But she wanted to give Josh a chance to get home just to keep him happy and unsuspecting. As the few days past the reports got better for the storm. The day Josh was expected to get his flight he called her and told her that his flight got cancelled and the roads home would put him on some bad back roads and highways so he would have to wait it out. She feigned being upset about it, telling him the flight she had was still on and that she would probably be in Cali before he got there. On the 13th, Kyle and Lilith were pulling into a small private terminal and she was shocked to see the private plane he had rented for their trip. "This is us?" "Yes."

"You treat me so well baby, I love it."

"I know you do, and you deserve it my dear."

As they started their flight, they sat back and enjoyed some champagne and some snacks, but both of them couldn't help but stare at their flight attendant.

Lilith who never was into women started to look at her like she was a snack, she wanted her, she whispered to Kyle, "what do you think she would look like naked and between my legs?"

Kyle laughed "very sexy, but I don't think she would be into that kind of thing."

"Why not? Aren't all like that?"

"No this private company really has good staff and they aren't into that kind of thing."

She licked her lips "I bet you I can get her to do it."

"Go ahead my love, try your best, but don't pout if you fail."

She smiled at the woman, "what's your name?" she purred softly.

The attention of the attendant was instantly focused on Lilith, she felt warm and horny which was odd, she had been with her husband yesterday knowing about this flight which would take her away for a few days. "Monica," she said meekly.

"Nice to meet you Monica, I'm Lilith, why don't you come here and have a personal chat."

She looked at Lilith and felt drawn to her, moving closer to her, she sat next to her on the couch, Lilith moved closer to her, brushing her hair back and leaning in to kiss her. Monica wanted to stop her, but she let her, they started to kiss, the kiss led to more and soon in front of Kyle, the two women were 69ing, Monica on her back with Lilith grinding on her face, as she fingered the flight attendant's pussy.

The flight took a while to get where they were going, Lilith had no clue but soon they were touching down in Aruba. Monica had enough time to clean herself up before the pilots called for a landing. She was embarrassed she did what she did but was very satisfied she did do it. Lilith felt amazing and they got out of the plane and headed by car to a private resort, they had their own bungalow and were relaxing and fucking, mostly fucking but one afternoon Lilith decided to check her phone, she had messages from Josh waiting for her.

"Babe come here," she said.

Kyle walked over and smiled seeing Lilith, her body was amazing, full hips, big ass, full breasts that looked bigger than before, if that was possible, but it wasn't possible was it? He shook his head "what's up my love."

"I have to answer a few texts from Josh, but honestly he bores me and I'm feeling really good right now, so why don't you come here and eat me out why I text him, that should keep me happy and if you do a good job and make me orgasm, oh I'll let you do something special with me tonight."

"Oh?"

"You know how you always want to quote unquote tap my ass, well I'll finally let you."

"Really?!"

"Oh yes," she grinned.

"Well I can't turn that offer down can I?"

"Not if you were smart."

"Well then, bon appetite," he said moving down between her legs as she pulled out her phone.

J: "Hey how are you doing, sorry I missed you, that blizzard really fucked with the school."

L: "Yeah I saw that I waited until my flight, I was hoping to see you"

She moaned as she was being eaten out, her pussy was soaking wet and she loved lying now.

J: "No I know you said you had a flight because of your mom, I wish I could have made it back in time."

L: "I know you do, sorry I haven't been texting as much, I'm catching up with my mom, we really haven't seen each other in almost 2 years since she moved and it's been so tough for the two of us."

J: "Oh I get it, I love you babe."

L: "I know you do, so hopefully I get back before you head back to school, mom really wants as much time as I can give, I might be cutting it close to the day we have to get back to campus as well."

J: "Sure babe, ok, look just check in, tell me how things are, and tell your mom I said hi."

She flipped her phone to the side, moaning as she pushed Kyle's face deeper into her pussy, "OH fucking god baby, deeper, finger me, oh god I'm so close." He kept going and soon she was arching her back and screaming as she orgasmed hard right into his face.

The next few weeks were incredible, their sexual appetites grew by leaps and bounds, nothing was off limits, she suggested one day that she wanted to peg him and though he didn't want it, he let her do it, it was like anything she wanted, she got.

Soon they were back to the real world, the jet landed and another flight attendant was left on the floor naked and twitching from the constant sex both of them inflicted on her. Kyle headed back to his house dropping her off at home, she went inside and washed up and changed some clothes, it was right before Christmas, it was the only reason they came home, to spend time with their families. She didn't tell Josh she was home, she didn't want to see him yet.

After freshening up, Lilith headed downstairs, seeing tons of gifts, she passed hers and went to her stepmother's, they were small but Lilith could almost sense they were jewelry, all given to her by her husband, but Lilith was appalled by it, some skank getting stuff that is rightfully hers, it was her father's money that he was spending on her. She hated it and decided to claim it. She opened the different boxes, finding what it was, putting on the nicer things and putting away some of the crap she felt was trash so she could sell it later.

Her father showed up a few hours later to find his little girl waiting for him.

"Hello Daddy?"

"Lily?"

"Yes Daddy, I think we have to have a talk and reevaluate what happens in this house."

"What are you talking about young lady and why are you dressed like that?"

"Oh Daddy, my poor foolish man, you weren't listening."

"How dare you talk to me like that" he said but was starting to feel dizzy. His daughter's aura was starting to captivate him, he was powerless against it. There was nothing he could do, he wanted to obey, he wanted to do whatever she desired.

She slide her fingers up her milky breasts and smiled, "Such a good Daddy, first off, your little slut wife has to go you know she is cheating on you."

"You have no evidence of that."

"Oh Daddy, you don't understand, I run this house, what I say goes," she purrs "so if I said she is cheating, then she is cheating."

He blinks, trying to fight the logic, trying to fight the need to obey. "yes my dear."

"Why not call your lawyer, get a nice divorce going and file it as soon as possible I want her gone before the end of the year." The tone Lilith was talking with was dark, vicious and cruel and the more she gave into it, the more she loved it. Her father nodded and obeyed, heading to his office to call his lawyers. Within hours he would have papers drawn up and on his doorstep by the end of the night and her stepmom would be out the door within a day or two.

Next for Lilith was control over Kyle and his frat, why have one lover when she could have more than one, and she had seen many of the guys in her frat, they were studs, at least most of them. The ones she doesn't want would be quickly dealt with and removed and then she could have anyone she wanted, anytime of the day over and over. The thought of control and lust filled her mind and she rubbed herself over and over again to several orgasms that night.

Over the next few months, the take over of the frat worked like a charm, Kyle was in the palm of her hand and was paying for most things. One by one each of the guys fell into her grasp. They were easy most guys think with their dicks at that age so each one becoming nothing but her little toys.

Josh hadn't been hearing from her much during the spring semester, he was worried and one weekend decided to come home to find her. She wasn't at home of course, and when she found her dad, he told her exactly where she was. He was confused and worried and was a bit pissed that his fears of her cheating on him were feeling more real.

He arrived at the frat house around 2 in the afternoon. When Josh knocked on the door, a large man answered.

Josh looked at the man, who was very intimidating "I was looking Lily."

"No one by that name is here."

"Her father said she was here."

He held out his hand and pressed a small button, "Mistress Lilith, a man is here, saying he is looking for someone named Lily." He listened for a few seconds and nodded, "yes Mistress." He looked at Josh "Enter, first door at the right, it's the waiting room, do not leave that room, Mistress Lilith will come speak to you."

Josh walked into the room that he was instructed to go to, he sat on a couch, he waited and waited it felt like forever before the sliding doors opened and in stepped a gorgeous woman.

"Hello Josh," Lilith purred.

"Lily?"

"Once many, but now I'm better, I am not who I was, not who you remember, not that it matters, in time others will forget but not you, you will always remember but honestly I don't care it if hurts you or if you lose your mind."

"What are you talking about, why are you acting like this, why do you look like this?"

"This is who I am, my full lips, my big tits, look at you, you can't stop staring, you want me, you want to fuck me, but you won't be able, not anymore. Your pathetic dick does nothing for me. I remember moaning for you once, but now that I've gotten to experience what a real man is like I never have to worry about having a tiny worm in me again. Kyle is twice the man you are, and I have had others that were bigger and better."

Josh looked at her, his heart was breaking the girl he knew and loved was telling him that she fucked other guys. It was hard to deny seeing her body, the body of a slut, the body of a whore. Yet his cock was so hard, he wanted nothing more then to fuck her, the need to fuck her, to worship her was growing, and not slowly.

She started to laugh "aww is someone going to cry?"

"What made you like this?"

"No clue, and not that I give a flying fuck, I feel good, I've become better and I will never, NEVER go back."

"Fuck you."

"In your dreams" she smirked, the final dagger stabbing him. "Now get out of here, before one of my boys beats the ever loving shit out of you."

She watched him storm off, holding back tears and trying to figure out how this happened, what went wrong and how much he could be with his love again.

Lilith waited for the large hulking man walked back "Thank you my pet, I love how much you guard me and my house."

"Of course Mistress, I live to serve."

"I know you do pet."

"Now go back to your post, I will come get you later for your reward."

"Yes Mistress."

Lilith headed back upstairs to her room, with the money from Kyle she remodeled the house, turning the entire top floor into one large room fit for her. The boys all had their own rooms and she would call to them to visit her room and stay with her for a night if they earned a reward. Her pet was very hopeful he was a good boy and did a good job to earn a reward from his Mistress.

Passing a mirror in her room she stopped she saw him Damion, she blinked "Damion?"

His voice was in her mind, "yes my love, you finally achieved what no other were able to do, give up what they were to become more, to become the embodiment of what I wanted you to become."

"What is that?" she said

She felt his touch over her arms, not that he was there, he was in her mind, but she felt his touch none the same, "You are to become my queen, my wife, my partner, my concubine."

"Really?"

"Oh yes, you gave up yourself, broke your morals, broke your rules and betrayed all that you held dear."

She moaned softly as she felt his hands moving around and up her breasts, cupping them. "All I need you to do is one final step, you have to agree to becoming my queen, willingly step into it, without that you will never truly ascend."

She thought about it, she wanted to say no, she could turn this down, but if she did would she go back to normal, she felt like this entire life she had now was because of him, and she loved it, could she really give this up. She nodded, "I accept."

"Good" he purred, sliding his hands over her body, "now my dear you will feel it."

She moaned as she felt her body heating up, her blood was boiling, she was on fire from the inside out. She screamed out and orgasmed hard, her entire body was sensitive now. She looked up into the ceiling and screamed, her eyes were swirling becoming deep dark black. Small fangs extended from her teeth, her long nails became longer and sharp. She growled as she felt herself build another orgasm, his touch was making her feral and wanting to fuck, "YES MY LOVE YES!"

He looked at her "You are becoming my perfect wife, my queen, my concubine."

"Yes I feel it, I am yours, you are mine." She panted like she was in heat.

"Now to get me to you, you must find someone worthy, someone's seed who will breed you. You will give birth to me quickly and I will grow, in days I will be reborn on this mortal plane. And we will be together forever. Eternally ruling this world. You will be my queen, my wife, my mother, my heart and soul."

"Yes love!" she screamed again.

She orgasmed hard and then another one and another one, until she collapsed onto the floor.

"Arise my love, become who you were destined to become, Lilith the mother of Damion." he laughed and looked down at her as she was twitching from her orgasms "Or in your former mortal English "Mother of Daemon, or Mother of Demons."

Months Later

Lilith looked down at the next man, "worthless, you were so promising, your pathetic" she spat at him, "at least you will feed me."

"Feed you?" he said nervously, he fell for this goddess of a woman, unable to stop himself from going to her hotel room, from stripping down, it wasn't until then that her mood changed and she got angry. "Get your pants off, I need to fuck, too bad for you, you won't survive your encounter with Lilith, Mother of Demons." She slid onto his lap, her pussy engulfing his cock, he felt it, his life starting to drain into her, she was feeding on him, he couldn't stop her. She looked into his eyes, and he thought he saw remorse for a second but then she smiled as she fed from another in a long line of worthless men on her quest to find the man worthy of spawning her mate.

She rode him like a feral animal until he was gone, she stood up and licked her lips wondering where the next guy would be found, and if he would be worthy or if he would be a meal.

#f2f #magical change #corruption #personality change #breast growth #good girl to bad girl #new personality #story #mature

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smutlord-supreme · 1 year

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I just saw the cod: reaction to stalker post and I just have to say HOW I LOVE IT SO MUCH AND IT’S SO COMFORTING BECAUSE SAME. 💕😔✊ I don’t know if requests are open, but if it isn’t I just want to say I loved your post. However, if it is I would be really interested in a full length piece. Any characters are good for me because the way you’ve written them is really comforting. 💖

Thank you so much! I'm always looking for excuses to write so of course requests are open! Please excuse the fact that this was typed up at 9pm on a work night so it may not be perfect. (Plus autocorrect is on and we're like mortal enemies). I also chose Gaz because honestly I haven't seen any X Reader fics of Gaz and I find that super sad.

Without further ado.

The Watcher

Gaz x Reader

2.4k words

Warnings: Stalking, implied dating, very (and I mean very) little implied sexual relationship

You get some concerning texts and tell your boyfreund Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick about them.

You were always the cool headed one. Unlike Gaz who tended to be impulsive. So when you sat him down one day for a talk he assumed one of two things, you were breaking up with him, or you were dying.

You sat him down on your sectional, body facing him, but eyes on the ground. His heart was breaking at a thousand beats per minute, mind searching every little thing that had happened over the last few months. The moments you took to compose yourself causing the blood to rush in his ears.

"I have something to show you." You broke the silence, pulling out your phone and opening it to a text conversation. Scrolling all the way to the top you hand him the phone in silence. Allowing him to read.

After those first few messages the texted is silent until an hour ago. Where they send a photo of the outside of your apartment.

When Gaz is done reading he jumps off the couch and runs to the nearest window, peering down at the street corner that the photo was taken from.

"I already looked no one was there." You sounded dejected and exhausted. Almost resigned to the fact someone was peering in your windows at 11am.

"WTF baby, why didn't you tell me when you woke up?" It was a good question, every morning when you woke uo you would make time to read and respond to messages. And that was hours ago.

"I thought it was a prank at first. I used to get messages like this all the time before I met you. I figured it was one of my freinds with new number trying to freak me out." You shrugged your shoulders, letting them hang low. You propped your elbows on your knew and layed your forehead in you Palms. Cradling your skull like it suddenly weighed a hundred pounds.

Gaz sat back down on the couch, throwing one arm around you. Grabbing onto your should opposite to him and rubbing it lightly with his thumb. "Hey, hey, it's ok. I don't think I'd know what to think at first either. I'm not trying to blame you." He scratched his stubble with his free hand, thinking. "Is there any chance it's still one of your freinds?"

You shook your head, still cradled in your hands. " I texted everyone, no one fessed up and none if my freinds would go this far for a practical joke."

He made a hmm noise before standing back up. He grabbed your arm and hauled you off the couch. "Come on let's get you in the shower, I think you need a reset."

Dispite being positive and chipper as normal, anger radiated off of Gaz. He was smiling but his eyes were dark and full of hate. You weren't afraid of him, but you also had a feeling that he didn't want you to say no. And anyways, Gaz normally knew what was best for you.

You trailed after him to your shared bathroom, sitting down on the toilet while he got the water to the perfect temperature. "Get in, I'll throw a towel in the dryer for when you get out." You couldn't lie the steam radiating off of the shower was tempting so you stripped and stepped in while he closed the door and left you to your devices.

Most days Gaz would be begging to join you, but today there was none of that. Adding to your feeling of unease. As you washed your hair you heard the dryer start on the other side of the house. Not long after Gaz was on the phone with someone, speaking softly so you couldn't understand him. Although, in the small flat it was impossible to hide the fact that he was talking.

Soon you stepped out, turning the water off, still standing in the shower for a moment while Gaz said his goodbyes. Puttering across the Flat and grabbing the towel before opening the bathroom door. He wrapped you up, hugging you tightly as he did. "It's all going to be ok. Let sit down and watch something for a bit. I hear a new episode came out of your favorite show."

He hated that show. You and Gaz may share many traits, but taste in TV as not one of those. Still he made time to watch every episode with you, even recording them on DVR. He always said DVR was the best way to watch things, he hated streaming services.

You dried off and he gave you a pair of his sweats and a plain white t-shirt before embracing you and falling onto the couch. You laid there for most of the episode. Almost falling asleep with his warmth beside you.

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You were jolted by a knock at the door. Gaz ran to the door while you huddled at the end of the couch, worried it was your stalker. He swung the door open. Embracing the man on the other side of the door like an old brother. "Brody!" He clapped the man on his back. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Have you lost weight?"

Gaz was always like this around his freinds, all charisma. (Although around people he was interested in romantically? That's something different all together. It was still a miracle he ever managed to pull you. Maybe you just like the awkward charm and bad jokes). The man stepped into your home, grinning from ear to ear and reciprocating Gaz's enthusiasm. He was wearing a policemen's uniform with the hat tucked under his elbow.

"Good to see you old freind. I've got to say I was not expecting a call like this. You always seem to take care of shit on your own, whether we like you to or not."

The police were still bitter that Gaz had left to join the 141. Alot of his freinds were on the force, and it had taken a while for them to be on speaking terms again. It warmed your heart to see that they still answered his call.

... his call. He had called the cops. Without telling you.

You couldn't lie you were a little peeved. But you never would have called yourself. You didn't like the idea of sitting and waiting for some stranger to come to your home, making you relive your worst memories.

The officer walked over to you extending a hand to your huddled position. "Brody Sangster at your service." You took it, shaking it firmly, suddenly hyper aware of your dripping hair and casual clothing.

"Nice to meet you Officer Sangster. Please have a seat." You un-hunched yourself, sitting upright on the far end of the couch, extending a hand to signal him to sit on the other end. Gaz plopped himself in a armchair to your left, holding your hand that dangled over the edge.

"I've heard you've had quite a scare. Care to tell me about it?" He pulled out a small notepad and pen from his breast pocket.

You glanced at Gaz who nodded. "I know it's scary and I know it's sudden but you wouldn't have called on your own."

You sigh and nod. "I know, it's probably for the best. Better to get this out now before it gets worse." You told Brody about the texts and the photo from the unkown number. He nodded as you spoke, asking to see the messages, which you eagerly showed him.

"Thank you for the information, I just have a few more questions if you're willing?" You nod. "Thank you, now have there been any other weird occurrences over the last few days? Cars following you, unknown calls that hang up shortly after, people asking after you to your freinds or coworkers?"

You shake your head, "not that I know of."

He writes "thank you again, one last question. Have you ever had something like this happen before?"

Your eyes go wide and you glance at Gaz before looking back at the officer. You nod slowly.

Gaz sits foreward, "how come you've never told me this?" He looks more concerned than upset.

"I was still in high school then, it never really came up. Plus last I heard he was in prison." A small shake comes to your voice as you remember him.

You had transferred halfway through the year with no freinds to speak of. Everyone at the small town school had formed clicks already without you, so you were left eating lunch alone most days.

You had first noticed him staring at you about a month into the semester. He never seemed to blink when you saw him out of your perefreal, but when you turned your head he suddenly had something more interesting.

You tried to talk to him few times, which turned out to be a massive mistake. He took this olive branch as an entire tree and began to follow you everywhere. Walking you to classes, eating lunch together, studying together, even going as far as to follow you home on multiple occasions.

Honestly you were just happy to have a freind, so you ignored all the red flags. Your next year of high school was better, you made new freinds, excelled in classes and even joined after school clubs. You still hung out with the boy of course, but you had other things to do now too.

He hated that.

Soon you found threatening notes in your book bag and your home vandalized on multiple occasions. It took months to catch him in the act, but afterwards he was quickly kicked from school.

That didn't stop him though. The threats continued and intensified up until you graduated and moved away. He seemed to be in love with you. Taking every chance he had to profess it. It all culminated in his arrest your senior year, when he had attacked your ex boyfreind in a park. Slicing the side of his face open. You had never been so terrified in your life.

"Babe?" Gaz's voice came to you over your own thoughts. "I think the officer has enough, why don't you go lay down?"

You were exhausted and just nodded, dragging yourself off the couch and to the bedroom.

You heard Gaz say a few goodbyes and the door closing and locking (louder than was normal, almost like he was putting on a show). You heard him fiddling with all of the windows for a couple of minutes before he joined you in your bedroom.

He sat on the edge of the bed with a squeak. "Hey babe, I'm sorry about that, I know that was hard. Hopefully they'll catch the guy soon and you won't have to think about him ever again." He began rubbing between your shoulders in slow rhythmic movements.

You rolled over and grabbed his hand kissing his knuckles. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little peeved, but your heart was in the right place. I don't think I would have had the strength to do that myself." You raised the covers inviting him in. He gladly obliged, holding you to his chest as you both settled off to sleep.

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The next few days were largely uneventful. No new texts or photos, although a box of xhoxolates did show up at the front desk for you, but Gaz had given them the rundown (he had been driving you to work and back everyday) and they had been thrown away immediately.

It was the fifth day when you finally got a call from Brody.

"Hey, I've got some updates for you. Do you have a place to sit?"

You were at home in the kitchen making some tea when he called. You ran into the the living room, putting the phone on speaker. You plopped yourself next to Gaz and slapped him arm a few time so he would pat attention.

"Im sitting now. What do you have to tell me?"

"We caught the guy about 30 minutes ago..." He took a pause looking for words. "Umm... idk how else to say this but he was living in the unit below you. He got out of prison sometime last month and dropped off the radar. Got fake papers and everything."

Your blood ran cold. He was so close this whole time. Gaz took the phone from your hand as you processed what Brody had said. The blood rushing in your ears.

"Thank you officer can you do me one more favor... as a freind?"

Less than a half hour later you were standing in front of a line up of 5 men. Something completely unnecessary as the culprit had fressed up the moment he had been caught.

You and Gaz scanned their faces. #4 was your man.

"Damn he's ugly." Gaz said. A grin on his face. "How the fuck he ever thought he'd pull you is beyond me." You smile tightly still confused by this whole interaction. Gaz continues. "He looks like a Muppet bred with a kangaroo." You let off a little laugh at this strangely apt quip.

"He does doesn't he."

"Yeah, and look at how he's dressed. Khaki cargo shorts? In this cold? What a douche. I bet he thinks those sunglasses make him real hot too." You laughed louder at this.

"What are we doing here Gaz?" You asked him, the light returning to your eyes after the stress of the last few days.

"Oh I just wanted to know what you were missing out on. And I'm gonna tell you it's not much. Unless your into that crazed history professor on vacation look... you know the ear hair is growing on me I think." He pokes your side making you laugh before turning to the officer at the door. "I think we're done here, thank you."

The woman nods before opening the door. Gaz grabs your hand as you leave.

"See they got him, we don't have to worry. He even violated parole, he's not coming out for a long time." You smile at him.

"Thank you Gaz, I actually feel alot better now."

"I love you so much." He stops and presses his forehead to yours.

"I love you too," you whisper in return.

He straightens back up and smiles at you. "Idk about you but I'm starving, what do you think about Indian?"

"That sounds wonderful."

Post: Gaz pays for you both to break the lease on your shared apartment. You don't mention that it makes you uncomfortable, but he just seems to know it weird you out that he was living below you. He buys a small townhouse, no bigger than your old home, but without any upstairs or downstairs neighbors.

#kyle gaz garrick #gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #cod mw2 #call of duty mw2

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trashyswitch · 9 months

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Luigi's Secret

Chapter 16: Lee-uigi And The Tickle Tools

Luigi is just trying to get through a morning (and a day) without a lee mood plaguing him. But Mario is unintentionally making it SUPER difficult! And it doesn't help that Mario has an electric toothbrush...

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous user who used a <3 in their name! So I'll just call them <3 anon. I hope you enjoy!

Monday Morning:

Luigi woke up to Mario’s alarm clock going off. He groaned and covered his face with the blanket, refusing to get up. He was too tired to get up…he didn’t want to get up. Screw work. He wanted to sleep the morning away. But…He knew he had to get up at some point. Otherwise Mario’s gonna get angry with him.

Luigi finally pushed the blanket off himself and grabbed his phone off the nightstand table. As he made a pot of coffee, Luigi opened up his phone and looked at the notifications. But a couple notifications down, something specific caught his eye:

[1:53am]

[trashyswitch answered your ask “I HATE being In a lee mood. I wanna be wrecked SO BADLY! PLEASE…”]

Luigi widened his eyes as he stared at the notification. She did not…SHE DID NOT…

Without thinking, Luigi clicked the notification, and opened his phone. CRAP! CLOSE CLOSE CLOSE! He closed his phone and attempted to hide the growing blush on his face before Mario noticed. Great…He knew this was going to be the only thing on his mind for the next hour, maybe even the rest of the day. And he could already feel the lee mood turning on like a simple light switch…

“Luigi?” Mario said to him, holding out a cup of coffee.

Luigi smiled and took the coffee. “Thank you.” Luigi replied.

“You okay? You’re a little red.” Mario asked.

Luigi nodded his head and sipped some coffee. “I’m fine.” Luigi told him with an attempted smile as he sat on the bed. ‘I’m not fine…I’m super flustered…HELP…’ Luigi thought to himself.

Mario smirked. “Okay…” Mario sat down beside him on the bed. “What is it?” He asked.

Luigi could feel the blush filling his cheeks all over again. Damn…he felt like he was doing so good hiding it too…why did Mario have to mention something?! Luigi finally sighed. “A…couple days ago, I sent my favorite author an anonymous message online. And…” Luigi opened his phone and opened the post before giving Mario the phone.

Mario read the post bit by bit, reading Luigi’s message before reading this person’s response. Mario looked at Luigi, before looking at the sign off emoji.

“Hat anon? That’s what you named yourself?” Mario asked, pointing to the blue ball cap emoji that was on the bottom of the message.

Luigi groaned and covered his face for a moment. “I was in a hurry when I wrote it...” Luigi admitted. “And my hat was the first thing I saw.”

Mario chuckled. “So…you were in such a bad lee mood…that you messaged a complete stranger about said lee mood…before telling me, your twin brother about it?” Mario clarified.

Luigi bit his lip. “Well…sometimes telling strangers who understand, is much less scary than telling someone you’ve known your whole life.” Luigi admitted.

Mario shook his head. “Nope…not for me. With other people, it’s a lot harder to predict their responses.” Mario told him.

Luigi hugged one of his knees to his chest. “It’s different if you know they’re part of the community…” Luigi muttered.

Mario softened his expression. “And…I’m guessing this was before I found out about it?” Mario clarified next.

Luigi nodded his head. “Yeah…”

Mario nodded his head and got up. “Well…looks like you kinda got what you were looking for. Some understanding, and a little tease.” Mario told him with a small smile, handing Luigi his phone back.

Luigi tilted his head as he took the phone, before looking at the phone for Pocket’s response.

[Awwww! Hi 🧢 Anon!! Wonderful to meet you! And goodness…this looks like a really bad lee mood…You need a little help with that? 😉 I don’t know when I’ll respond next, but I’ll try to help as best I can. 💜

~Pocket]

Luigi could feel the stupid blush getting darker and darker. Oh gosh…She wanted to help him?!

Luigi shook his head and quickly closed his phone. He got off the bed and started to get himself ready for work. He made and ate a quick breakfast, gelled up his hair, shaved and pulled out his toothbrush. But at the same time, Mario walked in and grabbed his own toothbrush and toothpaste from the closet.

Luigi paused his brushing as he stared at Mario and watched him load his toothbrush with toothpaste and turn it on. The dreaded vibration sounds filled his ears as he widened his eyes in horror. Luigi quickly went back to brushing as he tried not to lose his mind as he accidentally started imagining the toothbrush against his navel. NO, NOO, NOOOO. BAD TIMING, FINISH UP AND LEEEAVE!

“Luigi?” Mario called, his toothbrush out of his mouth and staring at Luigi with worry. “Hello?”

Luigi backed himself up rapidly in an attempt to leave the room as quickly as possible. But he accidentally backed himself into the closed door. “OW-” Luigi opened the door and sprinted out, not even taking the time to close it while he went to the kitchen sink to finish brushing his teeth.

Mario stared at the door with worry…and confusion.

What……just happened?

Mario finished up with his teeth, cleaned up his toothbrush and left the room with his toothbrush in hand. Luigi had always had a strange thing about toothbrushes, and he was now determined to find out why. “Luigi?” Mario asked, walking to the kitchen.

Luigi was just finishing up cleaning the sink, before turning around. “Yea-” Luigi widened his eyes and froze when he saw Mario holding his toothbrush.

Mario narrowed his eyes, confused. He looked at his own toothbrush, before looking back at Luigi as he turned the toothbrush on.

Luigi’s reaction was immediate. His face lit up in a dark red color as he whimpered and covered his mouth. “Whatareyoudoing?” Luigi attempted to ask.

Mario turned off the toothbrush. He noted the similarities between Luigi’s reaction to his wiggling fingers from Friday night, and Luigi’s current reaction to the toothbrush. “You…are in a lee mood…” Mario said, turning the toothbrush on again and walking slightly closer. “From this…” Mario added, raising the toothbrush higher.

Luigi whined and held out his hands in defense. “M-Mario DON’T!” Luigi begged. “You-YOUDON’TKNOW-” Luigi could feel his knees getting weaker and weaker the closer Mario got to him.

“Know…what?” Mario asked, walking closer to Luigi.

Luigi shook his head and backed up more. “What…toothbrushes are capable of doing to a lee…” Luigi admitted.

Mario looked at the electric toothbrush. Then, he widened his eyes and smiled brightly. Something had finally clicked in his brain. “Wait, is the toothbrush used as a tool…the same way a feather is used?” Mario asked him. Quickly, he turned off the toothbrush and pulled out his phone. “Hold on…” Mario opened Google and put the words ‘Tickle Tools’ into his search bar before clicking the enter button. A couple seconds later, pictures of different things began to show up in Google images.

Mario chose a specific picture and looked at them. “Hmmm…” Mario chuckled. “Feather dusters.” Mario told him.

Luigi squeaked and shook his head. “NOOOoo!” Luigi whined.

“Makeup brushes.” Mario added.

Luigi whimpered and covered his face, starting to curl up his body. He was imagining those stupid makeup brushes against his ears. “Noooohohohoooo.” Luigi whined, growing more and more red by the second.

Mario clicked onto another picture. “Hair brush.” Mario said.

Luigi started shaking his head left and right as he giggled helplessly. He had started imagining hairbrushes on his feet, unintentionally causing his socked toes to curl up.

“....Hairbrushes on the feet?” Mario asked with a little smile, watching Luigi’s feet curl up.

Luigi growled and tapped his feet. “Staaaaahahahahahaaap.” Luigi whined.

Mario looked at a picture of an electric item on Google Images. “What…is this?” Mario asked, showing Luigi the picture.

The moment Luigi looked at the picture, he squeaked and covered his eyes, curling his toes even more than before. NOT THAT TOOL! He could just imagine the thin thread piece in between his stupid toes. And it was making him giggle to the point of snorting now.

Mario rolled his eyes with a laugh. “What is it?!” Mario asked.

“YOUDON’TNEEDTOKNOW!” Luigi screamed. “Just tehehell mehehe!” Mario laughed.

“ELECTRIHIC FLOHOHOSSER!” Luigi yelled through his laughter.

Mario chuckled. “An electric flosser?” Mario typed ‘electric flosser’ into his search bar, and widened his eyes. “Huh…Okay. That’s a thing.” Mario reacted.

With that decided, Mario turned off his phone and walked up. “So the reason you react like that…is because you want the toothbrush to be used on you?” Mario asked.

Luigi pointed and flexed his feet, eventually nodding his head. “Yeheheheah…Ihihi *snort* Ihihihi kihihinda dohoho.” Luigi admitted.

Mario smiled brightly and turned off the toothbrush. “Okay.” Mario replied.

Luigi uncovered his eye, and looked at Mario with a small bit of confusion. “Wh-Whaha-” Luigi mumbled.

Mario took Luigi’s toothbrush from his hand, and walked back to the bathroom to put the toothbrushes away. “That’s it.” Mario repeated. “We can talk about this later.” Mario told him, putting the toothbrushes into the cups.

Luigi just about lost his mind the moment he heard that. Excuse mE- TALK ABOUT IT LATER?! “Then-” Luigi started, before throwing his hands to his sides. “What was thE POINT OF THAT?!” Luigi yelled, growing angry.

Mario bursted out in cackles. “Ihihi needed to know why you’re so scared of toothbrushes!” Mario told him. “And now I have my answer. So no need to worry…we can drop the conversation now.” Mario decided.

Luigi growled and slammed his hands on the ground, mumbling curses to himself as he got up onto his feet. OH MY GOSH… What a load of horseshit. The least Mario could’ve done is tickle him for at least 2 minutes before dropping the conversation. You can’t just tease the hell out of someone, and then completely drop the freaking subject!

THAT IS SO RUDE!

“It’s 8:03 now…We have a bit less than 35 minutes till we have to go.” Mario said, picking up their bag of tools and placing it beside the door. Mario added the tape measure to the bag and turned around. But Mario yelped and jumped when he saw his brother standing right there in his way. “WAAH- Mamma mia…” Mario mumbled, holding his chest. “I need to get you a bell or something.” Mario told him.

He tried to walk by Luigi, but paused when Luigi mirrored his movements, blocking his way again.

Mario looked at Luigi. “Uhhh…”

Luigi suddenly picked up Mario, and held him up to his own head height. “LUIGI! PUT ME DOWN!” Mario shouted, kicking his feet and grabbing at Luigi’s arms. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Mario yelled, super confused.

Luigi stayed silent as he carried Mario over to the couch. Then, he raised Mario up a slight bit higher, and threw Mario against the couch. Mario flopped into their couch and attempted to get himself up. But by the time he DID manage to get up, Luigi had flopped himself onto the couch beside him and pushed him back down. “Teasing the hell out of me?” Luigi held Mario’s hands above his head with one hand, while poking every inch of his belly with the other hand.

“WaitwaiTWAHAIT-” Mario shouted, throwing his head back with strong, jumpy laughter.

“Making me confess to wanting to be tickled?” Luigi continued, moving to scratch his fingers all over his belly. Mario pulled on his arms as he shook his head, laughing absolutely hysterically. “HAHAHAHA- LUUUHUHUHUHUUUU!” Mario shouted.

“And then DROPPING THE SUBJECT…” Luigi yelled, squeezing his side. “AND LEAVING ME TO SUFFER IN THIS STRONG, UNBEARABLE LEE MOOD?!” Luigi yelled next, poking at the belly button region.

“LUIHIHIGIII MEHEHERDAHAHA-” Mario shouted.

Luigi stopped tickling and let go of his brother’s hands. “And then only giving me 35 minutes to try and pull myself together in time for work?! To make sure I don’t act like a flustered fool in front of our potential future customers?!” Luigi added. “It…” Luigi growled and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “It’s one of the worst things you can do to a person in the community.” Luigi told him. “It’s like pissing off a person…and then forcing them to shove all that anger down and pull themself back together in less than 20 minutes. It…” Luigi sighed and got off of Mario.

Mario was breathing somewhat heavily while holding his stomach. He took another moment to breathe before sitting himself up and fixing his hat. “God…” Mario muttered, scratching his stomach to try and rid himself of the funny tickly feelings. But scratching his own stomach only tickled himself more. He quickly wiped his stomach off in an attempt to stop the stupid feelings. And…it worked?

Wait…

He looked at his own stomach. “Luigi…” Mario said.

Luigi looked at Mario and softened his expression. “Hm?”

“...You described something as a…after tickles or something…” Mario attempted to explain.

Luigi raised his eyebrows slightly. “...Phantom tickles?” Luigi asked.

“Yeah…” Mario said. “...Is that…when you feel ticklish feelings despite not…” Mario struggled to explain it, wiggling his fingers to show Luigi.

For some strange reason, Luigi didn’t grow flustered from Mario’s fingers…not this time. If anything, he only treated it as a hand sign.

“Mhm…” Luigi finally replied.

Mario looked at his stomach, before hugging his stomach tightly. “Ihi think I know what you mean…” Mario admitted, looking up at Luigi with slight embarrassment.

Luigi uncrossed his arms. “About phantom tickles?”

Mario chuckled. “Yeah…but also the other thing…” Mario said. He paused for a moment and looked down at his stomach. “...The…feeling of being flustered and then having to cover that up immediately…” Mario tried to say. “The…” Mario gave up his words, and shook his head. “...I’m sorry, Luigi.” Mario told him flat out.

Luigi huffed and smiled a bit. “It’s fine.” He said, getting up. “But for future reference…” Luigi pointed to the side, before looking at Mario. “A couple of pokes. That is all you need to do in order to calm me down from a flustering lee mood.” Luigi told him.

Mario tilted his head. “R…Really? You don’t even need a full tickle…fight? Just a couple pokes?” Mario clarified.

Luigi nodded. “Most of the time, that’s all I need.” Luigi clarified.

Mario narrowed his eyes as he got up off the couch. “...And what happens if that’s not enough?” Mario asked.

“If it doesn’t fully work, then I’ll take what I can get. Then I’ll calm myself down the rest of the way.” Luigi replied.

Mario nodded his head and looked at his watch.

[8:36am]

“We gotta go.” Mario told him.

Luigi grabbed the bag of plumbing tools and opened the door. “After you.” Luigi told him.

“Thanks, lee.” Mario teased.

Luigi’s face changed from casual, to shocked and slightly impressed. “E-Excuse me?” Luigi reacted.

Mario chuckled. “You really shouldn’t fall asleep with your phone open, Lu.” Mario teased.

Luigi widened his eyes. “H-How much did you see?” he asked.

“Oh boy… Uh…” Mario started to quote a couple of the sentences. “You saying ‘Help I’m dying’...then this Jin person saying ‘Ha suffer, lee’...and then you denying it…then Jin saying ‘Lee-uigi’...” Mario kept going.

Luigi groaned and covered his face. Fucking wonderful…Mario now knows about one of his online friends… “mmmmmmmm great…” Luigi mumbled.

“So, is the word ‘lee’ considered an embarrassing nickname?” Mario asked.

Luigi sighed. “Kinda…People don’t like admitting they’re in a lee mood most of the time…” Luigi admitted.

“Okay…So if you’re in a lee mood…then can I start calling you Lee-uigi?” Mario asked with the most innocent look on his face.

Luigi grabbed Mario’s hat and slapped it into Mario’s face. “Eat it, moron.” Luigi told him, before jumping onto the floating bricks.

Mario fell back a bit and put his hat back onto his own head, before catching up with Luigi. He hopped onto the bricks and jumped headfirst into the pipe, following after his brother. When they both popped out from the other side of the pipe, Mario and Luigi hopped into their car, and started to drive to their first location.

“So…Jin sounds like a teasy stronzo.” Mario said.

Luigi chuckled. “Yup…But despite his evil ler side…he is a pretty hilarious lee. But he’s got a huge, strong shell that you have to strategically crack open to get him to admit it.” Luigi explained.

Mario wheezed. “Wooow.” He reacted. “How long have you known each other?” Mario asked.

“Well…I don’t know…A while.” Luigi replied.

Mario turned the van to the left. “Are there more friends of yours that I should know about?” Mario asked.

Luigi smiled a bit. “Ummm…” He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, actually…but…How about I show you their profiles on break. Alright?” Luigi offered.

“Okay.” Mario replied. “Lee-uigi.” Mario teased with a few laughs.

Luigi tensed his lips and poked Mario’s side in retaliation.

“WAHA!” Mario guffawed, slapping Luigi’s hand as he continued to drive the van. “Don’t be trying to turn the tables, signore. I’m too ler for you to handle.” Mario joked.

Luigi groaned and covered his eyes. “That’s…No.” Luigi complained.

“You see? I’m ler-ning how to properly tease you.” Mario joked next.

“Shut up.” Luigi complained with an embarrassed smile, covering his face.

“What? I’m just taking advantage of a good ler-pportunity.” Mario teased.

Luigi turned the music on blast. “Sorry, WHAT?” Luigi yelled with a smirk. “I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF GREEN DAY!” Luigi yelled before screaming the lyrics to ‘American Idiot’ as they drove down the main roads of Brooklyn.

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