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lilys0evil0twin · 1 year

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.... Y/n is quite pleased with this new boyfriend of hers. He's overall sweet and kind unlike the other jerks she dated~ Now she wanted to know how he is in bed So invited him over to her house,saying she has a fun game and wanted him to play with her~ Heracles being the sweet innocent himbo he is,agreed. He probably didn't expected to be pushed onto the bed by his gf, who is wearing a sexy lingerie that made him overheat minutes ago. Y/n sitting on him just simply smirked and say:"Oh darling I'll make sure to love you fully tonight, let me give you a taste of pleasure~"

-Anon

Who's ready to destroy the innocence of this gentle mountain of a football player?! Enjoy!

Uhh please don't get confused at my constant switching of his name... I don't know myself

Warnings: smut, nothing much just Hercule losing his v-card.... Hard

Word count: 4198

School, the hell on Earth. The stress of constant exams, the lack of sleep and as Y/n says; being surrounded by morons. Every teacher thought their subject is the most important in students' life, girls fought for every cute guy, spreading lies and secrets around the school and all the guys wanted in return of playing hard to get, was to fuck and move on.

Y/n was tired of it. This highschool stereotype. This teen stereotype. So, out of boredom, she decided to claim males reputation. She became a fuck boy. Well not eternally, but you know what, why not give those bastards a taste of their own medicine. Through out the years her reputation grew, she played the popular boys, the cute chicks. Everyone were gossiping about her but she knew it all about the others. The high-class girls started to fear her, for obvious reasons. You know the song "Take your man" by Mahogany Lox?

"I can take your mans, if I want to

But lucky for you, I don't want to"

And to the male party? The ones brave enough approach her, the ones with death wish will try and flirt, the others just admired from afar....

.....

"...Heracles.."

"Heracles...?"

"HERACLES!"

The sudden loud call of his name strattled the mountain of a teen. Currently in the middle of lunch break, Heracles was sitting at his usual table with his close friends; Castor, Jack and two years younger Göll, who was more like his little sister really. Now with his attention finally focused, Heracles turned towards his friend. "What are you doing, your food's getting cold" the teen with a bob cut asked picking on his rice. With a small, confused 'hm?' Heracles looked down towards his plate "Wha- Oh, ya! Sorry I kinda got lost in thoughts" the ginger smiled, putting a mouthful of already cold marinated chicken with vegetables in his mouth. A small laugh could be heard over the voices in the cafeteria, opposite from the ginger football player.

"Come on Hercules, go talk to her~" their senior Jack laughed, seeing his friend's face go totally red. "T-Talk to who?!" whispering a chocked yell, the football player's tough facade flew out of the window. Jack only raised an eyebrow "You know who, Y/n L/n of course! The Miss unapproachable? The, sorry for the expression, Fuck girl of the school?" Heracles only mumbled something shyly, staring holes into his food. Göll giggled beside him, leaning to catch his eyes. "Don't be scared she'll definitely like you!" she said with so much enthusiasm, it was a wander how it fit into her small form.

"I'm not scared! Why would I be? Wha? Wh-what are you even implying??!"

"Oh please, you're kind, funny and handsome! A total gentleman!" Göll clapped her hands, frowning her eyebrows in determination. Hercules only blushed, buds of sweat forming on his forehead and turned towards Y/n's table over his shoulder. "Oh look now's your chance! She's talking with my sis!!" Göll pointed towards her, jumping in excitement. But Hercules hasn't moved, quickly turning to his plate head falling between his stuff shouldes. Castor leaned closer to Hercules smiling gently. "Look you should talk to her, that way it won't weight you anymore" Jack leaned back sipping his tea as Hercules took a breath.

"Aaaand you can't be a virgin forever~"

"JACK!"

Hercules could hear his friends bicker and laugh as he neared hit target. Just as he was in sight field Brunhilde smile at him in greeting. "Oh, hey Heracles" Brun's voice made Y/n turn and see who was the unlucky soul that decided to interfere in their conversation. Her e/c eyes met with sharp baby blue ones of a surprisingly tall guy. Unimpressed she raised a brow waiting for him to voice his request. The boy cleared his throat, lightly preparing himself. "I apologize for disturbance ladies, but uh," he took a pause, eyes flicking between the two girls "m-may I talk to Brunhilde for a minute please?"

Brun slowly turner her eyes away, looking towards the table Hercules left moments ago, only to meet with the excited shines of her younger sister. The girl was squeezing her tumbs so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her overjoyed form was moving around in her seat, quite opposite to the boys sitting at the same table. Both looking they're way in interested, Jack's heterochromatic eyes slightly squinting in mischief, small smirk hiding under his slowly growing mustache. Obviously getting the hint Brun smiled turning her attention back to Hercules' nervous form. Resting her cheek against her hand, she asked "Oh is it about your game today?" the glit in her eyes showed Hercules she wants him to follow her lead, so despite knowing what she's implying, he obeyed.

"Ah, um yeh.. yes" he nodded nonchalantly. Brunhilde smiled sweetly "Yes, I'll come watch" she turned to her companion "Wanna come with me?" Y/n only hummed, playing with her food. "Ya, why not. I have nothing better to do anyway" she sighed and returned to her food, not really glancing at Hercules. His eyes twinkled as his lips twitched upwards slightly. After a short moment of silence, it started to feel a little awkward.

"So um, I'll see you both there then" he smiled sheepishly turning away to leave before the lunch break finished. But before he left he heard Brun "We'll cheer for you!" Heracles only chuckled, feeling a little embarrassed.

.....

Y/n kinda wanted to check out the football game today so she'd visit anyway. But why not play hard to get? Now she was sitting beside Brunhilde on stands, watching the game unfold. It was interesting. Well not the game itself, but rather the players. I mean who wouldn't like tall, sweaty men ramming and wrestling with each other while the prettiest girls in the shortest skirts cheering them on.

Y/n was intrigued, here and there she caught the Hercules boy looking their way. Of course she couldn't tell whether he was looking at Brun or her. Brun was the friend of his after all.

Brunhilde on the other hand didn't miss those small smirks of his everytime Y/n cursed their team for losing the ball. Brun was determined, she knew this plan would work. Despite not taking part in this whole Heracless-crush-thing, those quiet desperate signals from Göll were enough to decide she'll take the matter in her own hands.

As the game ended Brun excused herself and quickly left, leaving Y/n at the stands near the entrance to the changing rooms. With a little compliance, Y/n agreed to wait for her friend.

Leaning on the wall she boredly swiped through her phone. With an irritated groan she checked the time. 'God where the hell is she?' pushing herself off the wall, about to leave not wanting to waste anymore time. Well she tried to leave, if it wasn't for the soft wall that someone placed right before her. Grunting courses under her breath, Y/n looked up meeting baby blue irises.

"Oh excuse me miss, are you alright?" Heracles stood before her, sweaty and breathing slightly unevenly. Y/n took a step back and . She must've admit, he looked quite tasty in that football uniform of his. It clung nicely to his chest and shoulders. He was tall with wide shoulders and slim waist. Long ginger hair and some kind on make-up on his face. But as her eyes slid down his abdomen, the same markings peaked from under his shirt. They were even on the same side, but other boys from their team weren't painted like that, maybe it is a tattoo?

"Uhm, m-miss?" his voice was what chaught her attention and she quickly looked to his face. Not that she was hiding that she was literally feeding on his appearance. And that pink tint on his cheeks was kinda cute. "You're surprisingly polite for a guy your age" she grumbled, crossing her arms over het chest "I like it, give me your phone" she said extending her hand. Heracles wanted to say something when Y/n mentioned his politeness, but that was quickly shut down after she asked for his phone. Honestly, his whole brain shut down. So he just stood there, like a statue.

"Hello?" Y/n raised an eyebrow "Are you still there?" Heracles only blinked. "Y-Yah uh... I-It's in my back, i-in the locker" pointing a finger behind Y/n. She turned seeing the entrance to the showers. He even pointed to the wrong direction, damn he's so cute. "Well" she faced him again "then go get it, hop hop! I don't have all day!" She clapped her hands, making him nod and particularly ran to find his bag.

After a minute, Heracles was back. Panting and fluffed up, his clothes wrinkly and hair flying all over the place. Showing his phone into Y/n's face. Y/n only chuckled at his cuteness. He was so desperate and desperately trying to hide it. So cute. She tapped in her contacts, putting a heart behind her name. Then she did the same with his contacts in her phone. Putting him under the name 'Gladiator<3'. After she departed with a wave telling Heracles to text her when he gets home. Leaving this poor boy to freeze where he was, gripping his phone a little too hard, blushing so much that if you looked close enough, you'd see steam coming from his ears.

.....

After some shy messages here and there, those two started texting each other regularly. Becoming good friends in no time. Heracles' personality was probably the main indicator, he was sweet, kind and just so easy to talk to. Good mornings and good nights were a must. Telling each other what they were doing each day, how they were etc.

Until Hercules sent this one message that changed everything.....

Gladiator<3

Hey Herc

Whatcha doin~?

Hey

Nothing much

Just thinking

Thinking?

Abt wha?

You

Y/n really didn't know if it was intentional or if he just sent it and later the meaning hit him like a train, and to be honest Heracles didn't either.

Needless to say he was frightened shitless the next day at school. He even considered not showing up, I mean..... His stomach really felt weird, like he'll throw up if he sees y/n in the hallway.

Thankfully he was able to avoid her the majority of the day, but unfortunately for him Jack took things into his own hands.

Y/n felt bad, like really bad. This guy was the only one that she felt bad for after leaving on "seen". The feeling got even worse during the day, Heracles didn't even text her good morning for God's sake!

By the time lunch arrived, Y/n was on nettles. She hoped she'll see Heracles at their table and maybe would be able to talk it out, but once there only Jack was there to meet her. Reading news on his phone, such a weird fella.

"Hi Jack" Y/n slumped into the chair beside him with a sigh. Jack only hummed at her presence, too deep in the thing he was reading. They never talked much, but we're never in uncomfortable silence, so Y/n never pressured him.

Jack put down his phone taking a sip from his tea. "He's at the gym" Y/n looked up not really getting what he was saying. "Hercules, he's in the gym. He's probably juicing his brain for ideas." Jack specified, looking Y/n into her eyes. She only stared back, not moving a muscle.

"Well? Just go" Y/n stood up and left knocking few students out of her way, leaving only her lunch to keep the company to Jack. Who just continued to drink his tea with a smile.

.....

Pacing back and forth the whole gym Hercules already lost count of how many times he circled the room. What the hell was wrong with him? How could he text her that?? Of course she left him on "seen", what was she supposed to text to that. He wouldn't be surprised if she never texted him again, if never even wanted to see him. But.... He wanted to see her...

God he's so fucking scared. What should he do?

Pulling on his ponytail Heracles groaned, head falling backwards, his eyes closed. How could Y/n call him a gladiator when he's such a coward. Heracles had his back turned to the door when they were banged open by someone. He looked over his shoulder to see who was so impatient, only to freeze in his spot.

"Y/n?"

Stunned by her sudden appearance, Heracles never experienced first hand the "speak of the devil". The poor boy was even more surprised when Y/n walked to him and hugged him. "What the fuck are you doing, huh? Ignoring me like this?" her voice was mumbled due to her face being pressed into his chest. Heracles calmed down a little and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her back. After a moment of silence Y/n spoke again, now more clearly. "I'm sorry, for not texting you back."

"I meant it"

"What?"

Hercules took a breath, straightening his back. Gathering up courage to look down at Y/n. "I like you"

"You're such a dork" Y/n laughed hitting the stressed out boy playfully.

Yep, they started dating. The play girl Y/n L/n was now in a relationship.

Those two love birds started spending more and more time together, even going as far as to have sleepovers. Y/n didn't believe Hercules was real at some moments tho, he was like from a romantic novel. Taking her on dates, bringing her flowers, listening to her ranting, even gossiping with her.

It was like a dream, Y/n may have really fallen in love. Only one last thing to do to make sure she's really about to invest into this relationship to work. She wanted him to fuck her. I mean... Can you blame her? Every time she saw him laying on the couch in his worn out tank top and sweatpants.

As time went on, Y/n was only hornier and hornier. Plus it was frustrating that even tho she did catch Hercules staring, he never crossed any lines. He only followed her lead. So why not use it to her advantage?

One evening Y/n called upon the girls meeting. She with Brunhilde and her sisters sat in a circle in her room. The problem at hand? How to seduce Y/n's boyfriend Hercules. The girls exchanged ideas:

Hrist was for Y/n to greet him wrapped up like a present, holding a paper with "For Hercules" on it. And if it didn't work then to just grab him and fuck him senseless.

Thrud was for a simple "Netflix and chill", maybe make some snacks to enjoy and just be a lil touchy and he'll surely follow.

Randgriz was too shy to say anything and the other girls just listened excitedly. Except for Alvitr that was sulking, because no one acknowledged her idea with sexy lingerie. Göll with Hlökk nearly passed out three times if it wasn't for Göndul.

And so the plan was made, with the finalizing help of Brun of course. Now it only needs to be put into action.

.....

The plan was simple, text Hercules asking him to stay at Y/n's house. This weekend was perfect because her parents went on some trip and won't be back till the next weekend.

Hercules agreed to stay of course and Y/n got to work. The first day was their usual. They lazied around the whole day and went to town in the evening. The next day however, Y/n sent Hercules shopping while she got ready.

Putting on her favorite red lingerie, ready to confront her boyfriend whenever he comes back.

.....

"H-hey" Y/n pushed Hercules on the bed. He was quick to sit up when she lowered herself before his legs, comfortably kneeling down. "W-what are y-..?" "Don't worry love, just relax and enjoy~" Y/n says seductively pulling his knees apart. With a lovestruck sigh, resting her cheek on his thigh. Her steady breaths brushed past the space of his pants, getting tighter and tighter with each exhale. Slowly unzipping his pants while maintaining eye contact with the blushing boy. First to look away was Hercules, his blush getting darker and spreading all the way from his ears to his chest. Heart drumming in his ears, banging against his ribs so hard he'd think they'll break. He didn't know where to look, it was getting so hot, where should he put his hands, what should he do?! Just as Hercules started to panic a gasp filled the room, his body shaking, mind going blank.

'Y/n! She-She's !! -' taking in a shaky breath

'She's!!'

Y/n only chuckled seeing his flustered state. She licked the under side of his manhood, following the giant vein from it's base to the head. Giving it a kiss with little kitten licks along his slit. Inching her hand towards his base, fingers slowly rubbing in circular motion. The precum rolled from his tip only to be gently licked off, twitching every time she did so. "Y-Y/n.." her e/c eyes peaked from below her long lashes with a seductive look, fire dancing behind her pupils. He couldn't look her in the eye, it was too much. Cowering his blushing face with the back of his hand, he looked away, eyebrows frowned.

"S-Stop.."

"Oh sorry for teasing you love, but you're just so cute~"

Being called cute now? Hercules pressed his lips together, only to open them in a moment letting out a relieved sigh. The warmth and wetness of Y/n's mouth enwrapped his cock. Sighing and moaning softly, Hercules closed his eyes. His tip hit the back of Y/n's throat. Hercules expected a gag from how hard the impact felt, but nothing. Only the small exhale as her nose buried in the short ginger hair, filling her lungs with his musk. This went on for some time, Hercules's moans and grunts sounded over the muffled sounds from the street.

"Y-Y/n"

"Let it out" Y/n said as her deep throat session ended, going back to licks and kisses. Stroking his length at fast pease, her mouth opened over his swollen red tip. The atlete let out a sudden loud groan reaching his big hand for her petite shoulders. "W-wait! Y/n!" She only chuckled moving her hand faster, forcing him over the edge. His hot cum shoot into her opened waiting mouth. Pulling away and sitting on his lap, Y/n swallowed the sticky, slightly salty substance, her e/c gaze meeting his blue one.

"Why did you? ... Doesn't it taste bad?" if his blush could get any darker, it did. Heracles' squinting, teary eyes barely saw his girlfriend. Y/n shaked her head, her h/c locks swinging from side to side "No, you're sweet" she reached for her face, swiping some escapee cum from the corner of her plump lips "Like a candy cane! Here!" and stuffed her seed covered finger into his mouth. His baby blue eyes widened as his shoulders shifted in surprise. Just as he wanted to protest, Y/n pulled her hand away, replacing her finger with her lips. In hopes to calm him down a little, she deepened the kiss, rubbing her tongue against his. Thankfully it did help, seeing as Hercules relaxed his shoulders, his hands unconsciously moving to rest on her hips.

Parting from the kiss to get some air, a small string of saliva hinting on the so recent kiss. Hercules, now completely relaxed, sighed resting his forehead against hers. "That ... That was weird" y/n chuckled again kneading his biceps gently. "Hmm, you'll probably like my juice more.... But I'm a little pent up so maybe later" she said as she moved from his lap. Y/n pulled up the skirt of her lingerie and pulled down her lace panties. Hercules turned his gaze to the side, being the gentleman he is. ...And not really mentally ready for what's to come.

Y/n grabbed his surprisingly still hard dick and aligned the tip with her soaking entrance as she straddled him again. "Sh-Shouldn't we use the protection?" Y/n's eyebrows flew up, her eyes meeting his in surprised gaze. Then smiling brightly hugging his neck and kissed his cheeks and lips repeatedly "That's why I love you! You're not like all the others!" Y/n hopped down and grabbed one, out of many, condoms from the drawer near the bed. Ripping the cover and slowly wrapping the condom on Hercules's manhood. Once finished she hopped on his lap once again and slowly sheathing him inside. Hercules let out a surprised hiss, eyebrows knitting together his blue eyes now tightly shut. Y/n moved her hips from side to side slightly to adjust to his length faster.

"AH, w-wai-- !!" Hercules grabbed her by her hips, stopping her movement. "Y-You're too tight!" He sighed out, resting his forehead on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her, his thighs shaking. Y/n waited for her lover to calm down again, gently rubbing his wide shoulders till she felt him move his hips upwards slightly. She pulled his face from her neck, moving his head till their eyes met. With that her lower body moved, slowly at first spreading her love juice around the thin wrap hugging Hercules's length. Hercules's hands holding Y/n's hips slid down to her ass, lifting her body effortlessly, opposite way to his thrusts. Gaining speed with every thrust, the room was filled with their mixed breathless moans and groans.

A small drop of sweat slid down his neck all the way to the pecks on his stomach. Y/n followed the drop with her eyes, feeding on the movement of his muscles with every labored breath. She was fascinated in Hercules' improvisation skills, maybe he was really just shy. Y/n moved her hands from his shoulders. One entangling with his low ponytail, slowly pulling on the band to free his ginger hair, and eventually resting her palm on the back of his neck. The other slid down his heaving chest, shifting the direction as soon as she reatched his bellybutton. Her hand gently held his on one of her butt cheeks.

"A-Are you ok?" Heracles asked breathlessly. It was hard to concentrate on more stimulants at once but her holding his hand may have meant he was doing something wrong. He needed to check. Y/n only chuckled giving him a kiss on his neck. "No, just hold on now baby" it took a second for Heracles to hear the meaning of her words. But by the time he could ask what she meant his hands released her bottom and his back hit the mattress. Her small delicate palms holding his down beside his head. With wide eyes he looked up, meeting her e/c irises. The smirk on her face was devilish. Her eyes nearly glowing in the dark.

"Hold on ok, big boy" with that she bounced on his lap with such speed and force Hercules though he'd pass out. Despite being much stronger, Hercules felt weak, literally under the command of his girlfriend. The coil in his stomach snapped before he could even register it's approach. With a quick movement of his hands he grabbed Y/n's arms and turned them both around. Now with him on top, Heracles stopped, emptying himself in the condom, hiding his head in her neck. He gasped for oxygen, tired and drained but still held himself up, not to crush Y/n with his weight. "Y-You did not.... D-did you?" he asked quietly, Y/n chuckled patting his back. "It's okey, it's your first time after all" she said with a gentle smile, Hercules moved from her neck looking at her face then down between her legs, where his cock still rested in her warmth. Blush returning to his ears he slowly pulled out, making sure to catch everything before spilling. He pondered for a second deciding what to do with it till Y/n smiled again and gently took the full condom from his hands and tied it shut, throwing it out into the bin next to get bed. Heracles' blush was constantly present as he turned Y/n to face him. He kissed her gently and lovingly. With their lips still touching he said "But I want you to feel good too"

His fingers moved between her legs. Y/n laughed and kissed just below his lips, "I love you so much" Hercules smiled "And I you" they both chuckled as Y/n palmed his hand against her womanhood, guiding his fingers.

"My lovely gladiator"

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goosewriting · 1 year

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Hi, love your stuff! As a request.. I was thinking Leo x reader with a reader who is as competitive as Leo haha. I was thinking at basketball specifically! Thought it would be funny if it started out as a 3 on 3 game with April and the other three boys but they ended up just watching because Leo and reader were WAY too competitive, and probably didn’t even notice the other four were gone lmao

Extra points if it’s surprising because reader is normally very shy/quiet lmao just not when it comes to competition. But do whatever you like! Just some ideas I had :)

Baskets and bruises (rottmnt Leo x reader)

summary: reader gets surprisingly competitive in a basketball match with the turtles.

relationship: Rise!Leo x GN reader (established)

warnings: none!, fluff if you squint at the end

word count: 1.2k

A/N: this one was fun! i can totally see myself getting carried away in a match and trying to win against Leo no matter what, that would give me some real bragging rights lol thanks for requesting!

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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You didn’t really consider yourself the sporty type, be it about watching sports or actually playing them yourself. Sure, you’d join a friendly round of football or volleyball if it was just doing passes among friends, but that was about it. Being somewhat shy, you preferred watching from the sidelines anyways to cheer on the players.

So when the turtles invited you over for a friendly game of basketball, you didn’t think much of it, expecting to be watching them play as you cheered on your boyfriend from the sidelines. But since April was joining them, they needed one more player for a 3 vs. 3.

The six of you had decided how to split up the teams through a couple of games of rock-paper-scissors. You ended up being teamed up with Donnie and Raph, leaving your boyfriend Leo on the opposing team with Mikey and April. Somehow you had even convinced Splinter to be the referee. He was sitting on the bleachers, munching on some bribe snacks, sporting a striped black and white shirt.

Leo and Raph were doing some warm-up stretches on the court, clearly about to go all out in this game, glaring at each other and calling out empty threats at each other; the psychological game had already begun. You smiled to yourself as you took off your hoodie, showing off the jersey you had gotten from Leo not long ago as a gift; it had his name on the back, together with your favourite number, the shirt being a green and blue design.

“Traitor!” Donnie gasped, pointing at you. “Why are you wearing the name of our opponent?”

“It’s the only sports shirt I had at hand on such short notice” you defended yourself. The purple turtle scoffed in mock offence, while Leo gave you a once-over, nodding to himself in self-satisfaction.

“Alright everyone, settle down” Raph said, calling everyone to the centre of the court. “The game is about to start. Pops, whenever you’re ready!”

And with that, Splinter gave the starting whistle, throwing the ball into the centre of the court from where he sat.

Raph jumped the highest, snatching the ball from Leo. He moved swiftly for his size, evading April and passing you the ball as he called your name, seeing that you stood the closest to the hoop. You received the ball, turned, and were about to shoot your shot but Leo appeared out of nowhere, snatching your ball and sprinting off with it, not without sticking his tongue out at you.

It all had happened so fast, you couldn’t even react.

And it kept happening over and over. It was almost as if Leo had made it his objective to only defend from you, and snatch the ball any time you had it. He didn’t leave you a single chance to make a point.

As he was scoring yet another 2 points, the other team now winning at 16-11, you’d had enough.

“Oh, sweetheart~” you called in an exaggerated sweet voice, Leo turning around where he stood on the other side of the court with a confused expression; that was the nickname you used when you were mad. “It is on, Leonardo!” you exclaimed, pointing at him dramatically with an extended arm, panting and covered in sweat because of the physical exertion.

“I’d like to see you try~” Leo taunted you.

– – –

The others weren’t even sure how it had happened, but they all had ended up on the bleachers with Splinter. Leo and you had started passing less and less to the other players, and were now basically playing a 1 on 1 match.

Raph would have reprimanded the two of you, saying how this was just a friendly game, but it was just too entertaining: you were normally reserved, but were now running and playing and yelling like your life depended on winning this game, and you were actually beginning to tire Leo out, who was slowly losing his accuracy and messing up his shots.

Originally you all had planned to play ‘first team to 20 points’, but as the scores kept going higher and higher, Leo and you kept asking to extend the limit; first 25, then 30, and now you wanted to play to 40.

Mikey approached the bench everyone sat at, handing out the food he had quickly picked up after ordering food delivery.

“What did I miss?” he asked, passing Raph some fries.

“Leo is barely winning, the score is now at 38-37” he said and took a bite of his sandwich.

“Damn” Mikey whistled, impressed at your stamina.

“Actually, Y/n might be able to win” Donnie pointed out, doing some calculations on his bracelet screen. “Leo has been starting to mess up the last couple of rounds. They just need a 3-pointer and it’s over.”

The turtles and April started cheering for you from the bench, to which Leo gasped in offence; betrayed by his own brothers.

The next couple of minutes passed with neither of you getting to score. The battle was getting more and more fierce, playful banter escalating between the two of you.

“If I win, you have to do my chores for a week!” Leo said.

“If I win, you have to do as I say for a month!” you retorted.

“Don’t I already do that, though?”

“I mean- I guess? Lemme think of something else!”

“Too slow!” he said, as he snatched the ball from you again.

This time though, you had seen this move often enough to know it’d be coming.

“I don’t think so!” you said, abruptly throwing your whole weight to the side, effectively tackling Leo to the ground. You climbed on top of his shell, trying to reach the ball in his grasp.

“Foul, foul!” Leo yelled, hitting and kicking on the ground, but to no avail; you were set on getting to 40 points.

After getting to his other side, you grabbed the ball, both of you now rising to sit on your knees. In the midst of your tug-o-war, the ball slipped from your sweaty hands, hitting Leo square in the face, bouncing off him and drawing a beautiful arch towards the net. Everyone on the bleachers stopped chewing and breathing, all eyes focused on the ball, which effectively landed on the net, spinning around a couple of times, then going through the basket.

You looked at the ground where you two were, and you saw you were outside the 3-point-line. Splinter whistled, signalling the end of the match.

“I did it, I won!” you called in disbelief.

“But at what cost?” came a groan from below you, and when you looked down at Leo, who was now lying flat on the ground, you noticed his black eye.

“Oh, Leo!” you exclaimed, half-scared, half-amused.

You called for Raph, who helped Leo towards the bleachers, handing him a pack of ice for his face. He instructed the both of you to take a time-out, and eat and drink. Him and the rest went to the court to start a new game, while the two of you sat on the bench.

Taking a bite from your sandwich, you gave Leo an apologetic look, and patted your thighs, inviting him to lie down. He did, resting his head on your lap, still holding the ice pack to his eye.

“I’m sorry for that” you said, gingerly stroking over his bruised cheek.

“Nah, it’s okay” Leo replied, suddenly smirking mischievously. “Totally worth it. You should get fired up like that more often, it was kinda hot.”

You almost choked on your sandwich, and playfully hit him on the chest, your face burning up.

~~~~~

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chronic-boogara · 2 years

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Semi-charmed kinda life

i have always had a thing for guys old enough to be my dad so i figured i’d get some of those feeling out of my system by writing for dilf! billy loomis bc why not ? i want to see more stuff for older billy on this app!!! this definitely is not an excuse for me to thirst over skeet publicly.

stepcest so if you’re sensitive to it LEAVE NOW! innocent!reader, slight dumbification , fingering , a little bit of dirty talk , billy loomis is his own warning. proofread ONCE so ill go back and fix mistakes later.

“daddy”? she whisper-shouted ,shaking him awake with her small hands. “daddy wake up ! it’s important wake up wake up wake up”.

billy stirred,rolling over to face his ever so stressed step daughter. “what’s the matter sweetheart? did you have a nightmare”? glancing at his bedside clock he read the time , 2:45. as much as he loved her he just wanted to calm her down so he could get back to his peaceful sleep.

she shook her head. “no not that…i think something is wrong with my body. i feel funny”. her voice was laced with worry that alarmed him. she sounded genuinely terrified. “make it stop please”.

he was now sitting up fully awake. her words caused instinct to set in.

“shit..what’s the matter baby girl? show me where it hurts”. he was beginning to feel fear set in as well.

poor y/n was shaking in fear now. she was only 18 and so scared of the world around her. such an innocent thing. seeing her big , strong daddy show any sign of worry only added to her increasing stress. she was on the verge of breaking into tears.

she grabbed his wrist and placed it between her legs. “do you feel it? it’s all wet and my body feels funny. i’m scared daddy, please make it stop”.

now billy was truly taken aback. her mother must have sheltered her to the max. he knew that she wasn’t allowed out much but he expected her to at least understand how her body worked. she was turning 19 in less than a week.

as soon as the thought crossed his mind he tried to shoo it out immediately. he knew he probably shouldn’t. it wasn’t right.

but if he didn’t show her who would ? some teenage boy with bad intentions plotting to use his little y/n for nothing but her body ? billy was not going to let that happen. it was his responsibility as a step parent to teach her about the world of adulthood.

“climb into bed with me sweetheart, i’m going to help you feel better”.

wiping the tears from her eyes she obliged laying down next to him.

“thank you daddy”. she sniffled , wrapping her arms around his naked torso. “i love you”.

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“does that feel good sweetheart” ?

she nodded, mouth open but no words were able to escape ,only small gasps and whimpers.

“see you’re not sick baby girl, you’re just feeling a little aroused that’s all”. he curled his finger inside her walls , enjoying the sight of her face contorting in pleasure. “don’t you worry though,daddy will take care good of you”.

y/n nodded again, feeling the pressure in her stomach increase. she grabbed her stepdad’s bicep “it..it feels so so good daddy…there’s a feeling in my tummy. like a knot kinda”.

she was so close now. her descriptions were just adorable to him.

oh how billy wanted to have her cunt tighten around his length. he could only imagine how cute her little pussy would look stuffed with his cock. but he knew she wasn’t quite ready for that yet. the poor girl was about to have her first orgasm for gods sake.

and if he was honest with himself he was glad it was him who got to be her first time. he didn’t want some strange boy touching his precious y/n.

“you’re being such a good girl, just a little more baby girl we’re so close”. he only had one finger inside her and she had fallen to pieces.

it only took a few more pumps of his ring finger for her to finally shatter. her screams of his name did not help his impossibly hard cock, imprisoned in his sweats.

“i feel all better now”. y/n stated when she finally caught her breath. she wore an exhausted smile on her sweet covered face. “thank you daddy, i love you”.

“i love you too sweetheart. you did so well for me tonight, im proud of you. now get some sleep and we can shower together in the morning. daddy is going to get some extra blankets”.

she hummed in response as billy closed the door as quietly as possible behind him. once he locked the bathroom door behind him he pulled his step daughters bunched panties out of his pocket.

“fucking hell”. he grunted , running his tongue over the fabric. he could still taste her. billy knew he was in for a long night.

#blurb #smut #smut shot #tw stepcest #stepcest cw #dilf!billy #billy loomis x female reader #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x y/n #scream 1996 #scream smut #slasher x reader #slasher x you #i’m down so fucking bad #billy loomis is a virus #dilf billy has me screaming without the s #esha writes

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dylansslutt · 2 years

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i can’t go on without you/ j.m

based of kaleo song : cant go on without you

warnings; drugs/alc, fluff, sexual harrasment kinda and fighting. nothing too bad more

in my drafts and wanna post more so ig enjoy

you and jj fought really bad, leading to yalls breakup. but can you really go on without eachother?

“oh so it’s my fault? huh, for him talking to me.” you glare a the boy. “real funny coming from the person who flirts with any girl he gets a fuckin’ chance with.” you grab your bag, stuffing it with any of the stuff you see visible.

“i never talked to my ex!” his anger was radiating the room, tension evident. “i am so sick of this shit. i didn’t fucking do anything, and you never fucking asked me about anything! you always assume the worst, its not fucking fair. i love you! i fucking love you and this is how you treat me?”

your chest heaves as you stop for a second after your outburst, all the realization hitting you. jj’s stance was angry, his glare harsh and not normal.

“this is your fault! i didn’t do shit but love you, but you give me no reason to trust you.” you stare into his eyes, tears flowing down your cheeks.

“if you can’t trust me after being together over a year; then we need to just break up.” you bit your lip, hoping he just apologizes. saying this was a fight and yall can get in bed and cuddle. but it never came, his lip quivers.

“you’re right. you should probably just leave.” you nod, biting your tongue to feel any pain other than the way your chest felt. you turn allowing your hair cover your eyes, you grab your bag. you let out a shaky breath turning back to the boy who was also crying.

“well, i love you. hope you find someone that makes you happy.” you let out a bitter laugh, praying for this to be a terrible nightmare. you walk past him but he grabs your arm. “one more hug?”

you turn back, allowing his embrace drown you. you both held eachother for a good minute, he pulls back staring at you. his hands cup your cheeks, pulling you both into a short deep kiss.

“i love you too. but i just don’t know what else to do.” you roll your eyes, storming out of the room. you ignore the pogues walking straight out of john b’s house.

over a whole year, you spent loving him. you let him semi-move in with you, crashed at john b’s with him, spent any money you had on him. you never lied and you never tried to be shady. he said he loved you but gave up so quick.

you broke down after you got in the car. you have been hurt plenty of times, but this was nothing of the same. you were heartbroken, and you know this was for real. not no running back shit either, you were both over. it fucking kills.

later that night you hit up barry for a sack, you’ve been sober for awhile but tonight was different. you needed to numb the pain. you were already drunk when you pulled up to barry’s.

you walk in seeing barry on the couch, rafe and topper beside him. “bee!” his nickname for you travels the room, he called you queen bee or bee for short.

“barry.” you ignored the eyes of the kooks, sitting down beside barry. you pass over $50, “been a fucked day. fuck with me.”

he examines your state of being, your eyes puffy and red. he doesn’t say anything, just gets up to go get it ready. you glance down at your phone, the unchanged wallpaper of you and jj displayed across the screen.

you turn it off, looking up at the boys. “wouldn’t expect to see you here.” topper spoke up softly. you nod, “ditto.” it went silent again.

“you good?” rafe looked at you, almost concerned. you nod, “just a long day.” all your answers were short. you didn’t wanna talk, you wanted to cry. you had a image to uphold, and it kept getting harder with each minute.

barry came back in before they could speak again, “here ya go lil’ lady.” you stood up snatching the baggie. “thanks barry, see ya later.” with that you left. you went back home and sat in your room getting drunk, doing lines, and crying to sad music.

you didn’t stop until you heard your parent’s getting up for work, resulting to you sitting in the dark on your phone until you could finally shut your eyes.

the next day was harder, you couldn’t text your bestfriend . you had to create a new schedule that didn’t involve jj.

the day after that you were listening to any bad bitch song, trying to appear okay. you finally told your parents you both split up, them keeping quiet saying they supported you though.

text from the pogues came in, you ignored them. you bought from barry more often, drinking alone in your room.

when friday came around, you decided upon going to a party with sarah cameron. topper’s girlfriend, rafe cameron’s sister.

topper and sarah picked you up around 7, you already pregamed some coke and 5 shots into your system. yet you never mentioned anything of that night at barrys as you sat in the backseat, talking when spoken too.

pulling up to the party, you and sarah made way inside. “let’s do some shots bitch!” sarah cheers, you giggle nodding. you both did a few shots before getting split up.

you made your way around the place looking for a bathroom. you felt your self stop, your heart racing at the sight in front of you. jj flirting with a random girl, them two all over each other.

his hands on her waist, hers around his shoulders. he really is moving on huh?

you stumble backwards, turning to leave the scene. you make way outside, the fresh air hitting your cheeks. you try to control your breathing as you stare out into the water.

“you okay?” the voice made you jump, rafe stood behind you. “y-yeah. just needed a minute.” you wipe your cheeks without him seeing, turning back to him. he held a unopened beer in his hand, you motion towards it.

“you gonna drink that?” he glances down, “oh uh-no.” he passes it over. you open it taking a sip. “thanks, rafe.”

what you didn’t see was jj staring at you and rafe’s interaction, anger spreading through him like a wild fire. he left before he saw you leave rafe alone.

after the party you went home, you were really drunk. you did a few lines, before you couldn’t hold back. you dialed jj’s number.

no answer. you dialed again, it rang three times until someone picked up. “helloo?” a girls voice giggled through the phone, “who is it?” jj’s voice rang through the background.

you hung up. you threw your phone away from you as you leaned back against your headboard, crying into your pillow. your heart ached, he didn’t love you. he just didn’t wanna be tied down.

“ so stupid.” you repeated to yourself.

kie blew your phone up. repetitively. after the third call you answered.

“hello?” you just woke up. her voice boomed through the device, “okay i’ve let this go on too far. its been a week, since you spoke to me or anyone. either you are coming over or i am.”

you groan, “i just woke up, jesus women.”

“its 2:15 girl.” you pull the phone away, squinting at the time. she was correct, “it’s been a long night.”

she humms, “i bet. get you ass over here and meet me at john b’s.”

you rub your eyes, “not if he’s there.”

“he won’t be. promise.” you debated, internally losing. “see you in 20.”

you were scared she lied, you didn’t wanna face jj. not today atleast, you attempted to look good just incase though. some makeup, a cute holter top with shorts. you pulled into the driveway not seeing anyone yet.

you bit your lip, making your way up to the house. you opened the door slowly, “hello?”

“finally!” kie screams, rushing forward to hug you. “i know..” you hug back.

pope and john b hug you after, “missed ya’, y/n/n.” john b ruffled your hair. you sat on the couch, “so what y’all doin’ today?”

kie giggled, “taking the boat out today, you bring your suit right?” you nod, showing your strap. “come on, i know better than not come prepared.”

you felt awkward, not having your partner in crime with your friends. especially when your friends are his, you kinda prayed he showed up, rekindling things. yet, you knew he’s moved on with other girls. literally.

you go to the bathroom before you guys head out, you sneakily do a line without anyone knowing. you leave the bathroom, everyone already outside.

“dude, you can’t be here.” popes voice pleaded. the others make an agreement as you hear the one and only speak.

“you’re my fuckin’ friends. what the fuck bro?” jj voice rang out. the front door swung shut behind me, everyone’s eyes on me. funniest part was a girl was latched on to jj.

you bit your cheek and make ways towards everyone, “y/n, im so sorry. we did-”

you held your hand up to kie, turning towards the boy. “go ahead, i was just leaving.”

you didn’t even bother to wait for a response, you just walked off. it took one week for him to act like you weren’t shit. you spent a whole year with him just for it to be a waste.

you felt humiliated.

“wait. y/n/n.” he calls out after you. you stop and turn towards him, the glare making him slow down.

“y/n/n? you dont get to call me that anymore. you left remember? you are moving on, so just save the bullshit. i’m too fucking tired to deal with this shit.” you force yourself to breathe, to not get worked up.

you knew you looked like shit, you had dark circles, puffy eyes. he looked fine, happier almost. you felt pathetic, but you knew your worth... you just felt heartbroken.

“that’s not tru-”

you cut him off. “i dont care. decisions were made and you proved your point the minute we ended stuff. im serious jay, dont call me, dont text me. act like i never fucking existed like we have been doing.” you got into your car after that, leaving him behind.

him regretting everything.

you only went to hang with the pogues when he wasn’t around. news has been he’s always with a new girl. your nights spent anyway to numb the pain you felt. you tried hard to keep pushing forward, not to breakdown.

it was hard though, the only person you could come to about anything just doesn’t care anymore.

you slipped out the door, 11:14 pm showed across your phone screen. you had a bottle in your hand, your weed and papers stuffed in your hoodie. you alternated between your nicotine and vodka.

no destination in mind, just following the moon. you ended up near a spot you and jj tend to meet at. you giggle to yourself as the memories roll through your head.

you sat down at the rock, setting your stuff beside you. turning on soft, sad music; you rolled up a joint.

“didn’t expect to see you here.” you jumped almost losing your weed. your head whips around landing on the blue eyed boy.

“jj?”

“hey...” he trailed off. you move some of your stuff, allowing him to sit beside you. “i honestly can’t see straight. will you roll this?” you pass of the stuff to jj.

not noticing he was eyeing your state, extremely worried, “you okay?’

you shrug, hitting your vape. “im great.” you sarcastically spoke. you didn’t know what else to say, you were to drunk to care.

“i care about you, ya’ know.” he handed you back the now rolled joint. you hand him a lighter, allowing the roller to light the joint. “doesn’t seem like it.”

he passes you the joint, you inhale the smoke. you were trying so hard to keep it together, you still loved him. your focus maintained on the waves, one by one breaking along the sand.

“i fucked up.” his voice so soft, you barely caught what he said. you scoff, the rage you held was to the top its fucking lid. you stood staring down at the boy.

“yes, jj.. you did fuck up. i did nothing but love you. i learned everything about you, never leaving your side for over a year! what the fuck did you expect?”

his eyes widen at your outburst, he fidget with his fingers not speaking up.

“you thought the grass was greener on the other side, huh? that gives you no fucking right to try to say that shit when you blamed me.” you wanted to say yes. i want you back, let’s get back together.

you just couldn’t your heart was too broke; even jj couldn’t fix it.

“i can’t do this anymore...”

you grabbed all your stuff, not even bothering to finish that scene that just took place. you heard his voice call out behind you, but you didn’t care to turn around. you felt tears run down your cheek as you make your way to the chateau.

after the night, you made a decision. you were going to act and appear completely fine. fake it till you make it. you got into a routine, taking care of your appearance. you went out more, still silently doing coke. you were just coping.

or that’s what you were telling yourself.

you were going out tonight with sarah and kie, (who now messing around with john b and her and kie ended their drama) someone was throwing a house party. a girl you go to school with. the three of you stood in your room, getting ready.

“up or down?” kie held her hair. “up with some braids, i love when you do that.” you smirk, finishing your makeup.

“can you do that thing you do, the braid thing, to my hair?” you glance at sarah. she nods, “turn around.”

she quickly finishes your hair, as you pour out some shots.

“cheers bitch!”

you stepped through the door, taking a look around. a lot of people where here. “go to the kitchen!” sarah yells over the noise.

“where’s the kitchen? girl i haven’t been here before.” you stare at her confused. she lead you both to the kitchen, hands intertwined as you follow. sarah sets out some stuff from her purse.

“okay, miss marry poppins.” she rolled her eyes, pouring us a few shots. you threw back the drink, ready to just forget everything and be happy. you left the girls, desperate to find a bathroom.

“hey do you know where the bathroom is?” you asked some random boy who pointed down the hall. you smile at him, headed in that direction. you quickly open the door, just to let out a shriek.

two people almost near into sex, you slam the door shut. “can you two fuck somewhere else? i have to pee.” i yelled through the door. after a few shuffles and giggles, the door swung open. the two figures leaving, but not before you realized who it was.

jj fucking maybank with a girl he told you to never worry about.

his eyes look at yours with a look but you ignore it, shoving past them into the bathroom. after finishing up, you did a few lines. double checking yourself, proud of how pretty you looked. you step out the bathroom, heading to find the girls.

they were still in the kitchen, eyes landing on you. “oh my god, are you okay?” kie’s concerned tone made you roll your eyes. “i will be after a shot. cassidy hemmings though, really?”

sarah poured you one with a giggle handing it over, you throw it back before looking at the crowd around you. already feeling the effects of everything you pull the girls out towards where the music was.

you were throwing it back on sarah, giggling as kie danced in front of you. neither of yall noticed the attention you got, especially jj who watched with a deep feeling.

“since i-im single, im-imma find a boy to flirt with!” you giggle into kie, who rolls her eyes.

“to be honest, do it!” she yells over the music. sarah steps closer, “i think that’ll be easy.” she points at a few boys who’s eyes were already on yours.

you lean back on kie, laughter erupting from the girls. “anotha’ shot first please!” you walk behind the girls as yall squeeze through the crowd. a hand grips your arm stopping you.

you look up quickly, seeing the one and only rafe. “hey y/n.” he smiles down at you, but you slip out of his grasp.

“what are you doing here rafe?” you cross your arms staring up at him. he looks around, “the same reason you are.”

“but hey look,” he leans down closer to your ear. “do you have any umm...” he pulls back away, eyes hinting but you were’t dumb.

“it’ll cost you rich boy.” he rolls his eyes and nods. “meet me at the upstairs bathroom in 15 mins.” and with that you walk into the kitchen.

“there you are! where the fuck did you go?” kie exclaims, you roll your eyes dramatically.

“fighting off a goblin!” you grab the shot glass, throwing the liquor back. you finally drunk.

“oh god.” sarah gulps, eyes glued behind you. eyebrows furrowed in confusion, you turn around seeing a awful sight. jj and that girl making out. with that you storm upstairs seeing rafe, “get in!” motioning to the door, you close it and lock it behind you.

“woah you good?” he examines your state, pissed written clear as day on your face. a sarcastic smile toys on your lips,

“just peachy.” you pull out your vial of coke.

“gimme 20 and you can hit whatever.” a 20 is slipped into your palm as he lines out a few lines. you two sat in the silence for a second before you broke it,

“jj is out there making out with some random.” the confess left you as you lean down, hitting the line. rafe sniffles tilting his head back, “why don’t you just make him jealous?“

his words swirl your thoughts, a small smile creeps onto your face. “that’s a no go, he can be a slut.”

you weren’t gonna fall that easy, karma would come to him on it’s own. rafe finishes up the lines, you put the rest up not bothering to hit another one. you both stand up and look at each other, making sure we both looked non coked out. laughing softly, eyes staring into his.

“nice doin’ business with ya’, mister.” you shake his hand jokingly before opening the door. heading back downstairs you see beer pong has been made and kie and sarah are on their own team.

you head towards them with a smile, “hi loves.”

kie smacks my arm, “quit freaking disappearing on us!” you wince slightly, rubbing the sore spot.

“i can’t help it! now wheres the bottle sarah.” she points at her bag below the table, you reach down pulling out the bottle. you take a swig from the bottle, watching the girls play.

tired after 5 minutes, you grab her bag notifying her that you’ll be rolling up outside. “dont smoke without me!” kie yells out from behind, throwing up a sarcastic middle finger as a response.

not many people were outside, allowing you to take a seat at the table outside. deciding on pouring out a smaller shot, instead of taking another swig out the bottle. popping off your phone case pouring out some weed onto it, you start to grind it up.

everything in your mind right now was kinda peaceful, being drunk enough just to feel the goodbuzz. you pull out the rillo, splitting it and wasting the guts into the ashtray.

after a few minutes the blunt was rolled, and you were waiting. kie and sarah come out in giggles, “we won!” they sing song their achievements.

“your parents would be so proud, sit down and lets smoke!” you finally lit it up, inhaling the smoke. “im havin’ a good time.”

kie agrees with you, hitting the blunt another time before passing it. you throw back the shot you poured out, handing the bottle to sarah.

The door swings open behind, and jj stumbles out with now pope around him. Before kie could even question what the hell was happening jj he off into a drunken rant.

“A-and she just acted like I wasn’t there, dude.” The words slurred but yet hit your attention. Neither of them noticed us yet, pope only patting his back walking him further.

“Well you did break up with her jj, man you shouldn’t have drank so much.” Before he was left with him you shot up.

“Pope!” His eyes widened at the sight of you three. “Guys? Why the hell did I come get him if y’all were here?”

He pushes jj down on an empty chair as kie explains the situation. “JJ.” I mutter pulling a water bottle out my bag, opening it for him.

His eyes squint, “y/n?”

“Yea, it’s me. Drink this water you are drunk as a skunk.” Pushing the water bottle in his hands, motivating him to drink some. He gulps some of it down as you glance over seeing Sarah watching you two.

Leaning back in your seat, you wipe your face. “Just one night, one night! All I asked…” you grumbled to yourself before grabbing the half empty water bottle before standing up and pouring the rest in his face.

JJ shot up real quick angrily glaring at anyone near, eyes landing on me. “What the fuck?”

“Yes, what the fuck? You drug popes ass out here to come get your overly drunken ass, including me still helping you after you had some other girl on your side! You need to seriously get your shit together.”

With that you grab the empty bottle and your bag, walking away from the scene. stepping through the door, you turn around the hallway corner bumping into something.

the cold sticky substance that was in the person’s cup fills inside your shirt and bra, your eyes shooting up. daggers made way into rafe’s eyes, “oh shit, y’n my bad.”

you shake your head, snatching the nearest towel or blanket you could find. “it’s fine rafe,” your voice cracks, keeping your gaze down and focused on trying to clean as much as possible.

“y/n.” his hands stop your frantic wiping, you try to avoid his gaze and not focus on anything. “are you okay?”

the worst question he could ever ask. the tears instantly fell down your cheeks as you push pass rafe, “im sorry- i cant.” moving through the rest of the crowd, finally stepping out and onto the porch. stepping down a few stairs your knees give out, sitting down and leaning against the wall.

the fresh air hit your face but the tears wouldn’t stop, instead you try to make yourself invisible and small.

everything hurt and you just wanted one night, but it wasn’t the same. you and jj weren’t the same. that’s what hurt the most was you loved him deeply but the idea of dating him again... you know the result would be the same.

the front door opens from behind you, but you don’t bother looking. instead you wipe your tears away, taking a deep shaky breathe. you came with the girls but you didn’t mind to walk alone.

it allows you some time alone to process or relax. so you stood up, taking a deep shaky inhale; before you even could move your name was called behind you.

you turn and face him, he seems better than before. “what?” your tone was tired and defeated. jj looked different but so did you. everything has changed, two people who are still the same but now strangers.

“i-i’m sorry.” was the only words that left his lips, but with the look of his eyes. you knew he was, and it made you angry. instead of lashing out you just nod at him.

“thank you.” you turn around and head off, his trailing footsteps follow behind. you pray he’d just turn away, give up but it wasn’t going to happen. you reach in your bag pulling out one of the smaller liquor shot bottles you had.

stopping slightly to zip your bag up and open it, jj was there beside you again. “y/n i-” you hold up a finger cutting him off.

“one second.” you open the top before chugging the drink before closing the empty bottle and putting it back in the bag. “Are you serious?”

he glares at you leaving you to roll your eyes, “what the fuck am i supposed to do jj? you got with plenty girls when i was trying to heal from your fucking heart ache! i don’t understand why you won’t leave me to move on.”

your eyes widen for a moment at what left you, but he stares back at you with an unreadable expression. the only disruption is rafe stepping outside causing both your heads to turn.

rafe’s eyes held some concern but you ignore it and glance back at him. deciding on nothing to say you just give him one last look before heading off. hurt over it all.

i miss the past when things weren’t hard. i wanna go back to it all. the sobs softly leave you as you continue down the sidewalk, not noticing how jj was following behind.

“y/n!” he finally calls out making you stop slightly, “please stop, stop!” his voice desperate.

you turn around softly, seeing him jogging slightly to catch up. his hands grasp your cheeks, surprisingly you let him. “i can’t fix anything, but i swear to god. i love you and if that means me proving that to you till the end of the times, so fucking be it.”

you chuckle softly, a sad smile fills your face as your hands softly wraps around his wrist. “i love you too jj...” you lean forward pressing a soft passionate kiss on his lips, savoring the moment.

before getting to caught up, you stumble back a few steps. enough to be out of his embrace, as you stare at him. “i love you but i-i... i can’t.”

the words sliced you open, his look makes your insides sink. with a trembling lip and watery eyes, you let out a shaky breathe. “i love you- but i can’t do th-this right now.”

stepping back a few more inches, you mumble a sorry before walking off. why is doing the right thing feel like the worst thing?

#JJ Imagine #jj maybank smut #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine

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captainshurley · 3 months

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Baby I'm not alright, but I'm okay (Part 3)

Cash Wheeler x f reader

Previous chapter

In the morning, Wheeler woke up with a bad hangover. His head was buzzing literally to the point of nausea. There were a bottle of water and a couple headache pills on the table next to him that made him feel a little better. "I don't remember bringing all this stuff yesterday. I don't remember a lot of things though. Like how I got home, for example." As he got out of bed, he felt his muscles aching, especially his arms and legs. Strange. Enough time had passed since the last match that the effects were hardly bothering him anymore.

"Cashy, baby, if you're up already, I'm at the kitchen making some breakfast for us," Dan heard a woman's voice from the first floor, making his head start to hurt again.

Wheeler looked around and saw a few obviously feminine things scattered around the room. He had definitely not left the party alone. He tried to remember the girl's name... Mandy? Barbara? Nah... Maybe Kristen?

"Don't remember."

He put on his shorts and went down to the kitchen, where the smell of breakfast wafted through the house.

"Morning, beautiful," Daniel found a solution so he couldn't go wrong with the name.

"Morning, tiger boy" the girl smiled at him and placed a plate of fried eggs and bacon on the table "Sit down, everything is ready."

Dan took a seat at the table and looked around the girl trying to remember anything after all. The girl was indeed quite attractive and sexy. This was especially emphasized by his t-shirt, which she wore for comfort. But her voice was something impossible. It was so high, it sounded like it could be tortured. Moments began to surface in my mind.

A few shots in company. Lots of funny conversations. He texts someone in DM on Instagram. "SHIT! I'll have to check who I wrote to and what I wrote. Hopefully not Tony." Then he's already in Stacey's company. Kissing, cab, sex.

"Thanks for breakfast, Stacey, but I..." started Dan, pushing his plate away, but he was interrupted by the girl herself.

"Oh, don't worry, I won't blab to anyone about our relationship. They'll be a secret."

WTF?!

"Wait, wait a second, relationship? You misunderstood me... I may have, yesterday, acted like an asshole, but this one is all..." Dan gestured around them both "it's just a onetime thing. Not a relationship. Sorry" He fell silent and for the first time in the conversation raised his eyes to the girl.

The girl froze in place, clearly not expecting this turn of events. She seemed ready to burst into tears.

"WHAT?!" her voice cut through the tense silence in the house, hitting his ears. "You mean I'm just a whore to you! I can't believe it! Yesterday you were so polite and attentive. Talking the whole-time during sex about how good I was for you and how good you felt with me, and it was just a one-time thing?!"

She slapped him and quickly ran upstairs to the bedroom, apparently to look for her clothes.

Wheeler rubbed his cheek burning from the slap. "Deservedly so," he thought. He himself didn't understand why he was acting this way. He had been in serious, long-term relationships where he really cared about his girlfriends. But after the last breakup, something changed inside him. He closed himself off from others, started acting like a man who doesn't want anything serious and lives for one moment. Only a few people knew the real him and saw him "playing his role for others".

A couple minutes later, the front door slammed, announcing that Stacy had left.

Cash found his phone and logged onto Instagram. A picture of Harwoods with a girl he met at a party last night appeared in the feed. Recalling again that he had been texting someone, he opened his private messages and found a conversation with a user under the nickname "Tiny Cherry." Apparently, that was the person he had wrote to yesterday. He opened the message and began to reread it.

"I'm certainly not a criminal, but I wouldn't mind you handcuffing me."

Ugh. How gross.

"Disgusting" replied Tiny Cherry.

Wheeler opened Tiny Cherry's account and realized that this was the girl who had introduced herself to him at the party as y/n. Daniel himself became disgusted at how disgusted his pickup line sounded.

He went back to the dialog, quickly typed "Sorry" and hit send.

Dan closed Instagram, went to messages with David, and sent a message to him "I think I fucked up.”

Y/n had spent her entire work shift with her partner keeping the streets in order for some important person to arrive.

She was distracted for a second by an Instagram post, but her partner managed to notice the change in the girl's face.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, stepping a little closer.

"Uh, no. It's just some guy sent a really dumb ride yesterday, and now apparently he's realized how disgusting it is."

Y/n turned the phone's screen toward her partner so he could read it. At first, her partner's face expressed nothing but amusement with a dash of mild disgust. There are a lot of guys who text this kind of thing to girls, for reasons unknown. It certainly wasn't the first and wouldn't be the last. But when he saw the name "Cash Wheeler" and opened the profile to see if it was really the person he thought it was, his expression changed. It now expressed pure surprise.

"What? Is something wrong?"

"Wait, you're being hit on by Cash Wheeler! Seriously????"

"Well yeah, it looks like it. Not a big deal" not really paying much attention to who exactly is doing it replied y/n and put the phone away.

"Y/n, it's not. From what I've heard about him h, he's a pretty good opportunity to switch things up after your past relationship."

"I don't think it's time already and that he is the right person. I don't want one-night stands or friends with benefits. Hell, I don't even know him!"

Harwood and Wheeler met at lunchtime for a short workout at the gym. While they were changing, Daniel told all what he had done.

"What did you do?! You did exactly what I asked you not to do, Dan!". Harwood was clearly pissed at the way his friend had acted.

"I know, I know! I screwed up. And I'm really sorry. I already texted her that I'm sorry, but she read it and didn't say anything back. I don't know what else to do to make it right. She seemed nice and I guess I really liked her. Not like the others, you know" Wheeler tried to defend himself.

David was silent for a while, calming down and considering something.

The silence was getting more and more pressing with each passing second. It got to the point where Daniel thought for a moment that his best friend was about to hit him. He wouldn't even be surprised if that happened, because everyone knew about David's reverent attitude toward his friends and loved ones. And even the fact that you are one of those friends won't save you.

Thinking of the situation, David assured himself that maybe y/n liked his best friend because they had been through similar situations. Each of them had chosen their own way of how to deal with it all.

"Do you really like her?" asked Harwood after a while to his friend.

"Yeah, I think so" replied Daniel lowering his gaze down.

"Okay, I'll talk to her. But if you really want to get her you have to promise me you won't hurt her and you'll be patient. She's not the kind of girl who's gonna jump in your arms with you on the third day. Show understanding, consideration, care and don't pressure her into anything. Promise me that."

"I promise, Dav."

Wheeler always kept his word no matter what and Harwood always knew it.

In the evening, David called y/n and took a long time choosing his words and tried to explain to her everything that had happened and apologized many times for his friend.

"It's not your fault, David. I did nothing to apologize for. Your friend acted like a douchebag, but I'll forget him and let go of the situation."

"Then I'll invite you to the dinner on Sunday if you are Free. He'll be there if you're don't mind" Suggested Harwood already planning how he would properly introduce Daniel to her.

"Okay, it's a deal. Dinner on Sunday. Say hi to Maria" replied y/n and a smile could be heard in her voice.

"I will. Goodnight y/n."

The fact that y/n had agreed to at least be in the same space as Daniel was already a good sign. Perhaps something would actually come of this.

"Good night, David."

Next chapter

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This is the first chapter of my new fic CONSEQUENCES.

The whole fic is posted at FF.NET A/N: I'm not sure I like this story. It's much darker than my normal Glee stuff but it wouldn't leave me alone and let me write what I wanted to until I got this out. It also went in a lot of different directions that I wasn't expecting. Hopefully, the story is still cohesive and coherent.

It ended up in unexpected places and is much longer than I'd originally plotted. Sometimes, characters have minds of their own. It also ended up much better than I'd originally thought it would.

AU after Mash Off

Also, this fic does not fit anywhere into my own “Brittana World”.

Fair Warning: I hate Finn Hudson.

Trigger Warnings: homophobic slurs, racial slurs, racism, homophobia, violence, attempted rape.

XOXOXOXOXO

Chapter 1

Finn Hudson was laughing at something Puck had said when a blur of blonde knocked him off his chair and began pummeling him. He tried to protect himself from the fists that were flying at him seemingly from every direction. A crunch of cartilage signaled the breaking of his nose. Suddenly, the weight that had been sitting on his chest lifted and the fists stopped. The blur of blonde resolved itself into a screaming Brittany; Puck was holding her by the waist, Sam and Mike each holding an arm, and she was fighting them to get back to Finn.

“It's all your fault! You did this! And you're laughing! You think it's funny? YOU DID THIS! THIS IS BECAUSE OF YOU! AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN SORRY! I HATE YOU! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!”

A quick clicking of heels down the hallway signaled the arrival of another person. Quinn Fabray hurried into the choir room and looked at Brittany.

“Oh, sweetheart,” her voice was soft but Brittany obviously heard it and stopped fighting the boys holding her back.

“Quinn,” Brittany's lip trembled and tears started slipping down her cheeks as her face crumpled “it's all his fault...”

“Let her go.” It was a soft but firm demand.

The three guys did as Quinn commanded but stood ready to grab Brittany in case she went after Finn again. Brittany fell into Quinn's arms sobbing.

Something was definitely wrong. Brittany Pierce was not violent. She didn't hit people. She certainly didn't hate people. She cried pretty; she didn't sob.

“It's going to be okay, honey.”

“It's his fault, Quinn, and he was LAUGHING. He did this and he was LAUGHING. He doesn't even CARE!”

“Shhh … I know, sweetheart, I know. It's going to be okay.” Quinn held onto her sobbing best friend and gently rubbed her back and stroked her hair. Eventually, the sobbing slowed to soft sniffles and hiccups. Quinn pulled away from her and asked, “Did you get everything you needed?” Off Brittany's nod she continued, “where is it?”

“In the hallway,” came the sniffled reply.

“Okay.” Quinn looked around the room until she spotted Mercedes. “Mercedes?”

Mercedes stepped down the risers. “What do you need, girl?” her voice low and soothing, trying not to startle Brittany.

Quinn reached into the pocket of her blazer and handed Mercedes her car keys. “Can you take Britt and get her cleaned up and sit with her in my car? I'll be out shortly.” Mercedes took the keys with a nod.

“Brittany, sweetheart? Go with Mercedes, okay? I'll be out in a few minutes and then we'll go back to the hospital.”

Brittany nodded and let go of Quinn, allowing Mercedes to put an arm around her waist and lead her out of the choir room.

“Wait, Mercedes … Quinn … Brittany can't just leave,” Mr. Schue stuttered, “We have to go to Principal Figgins' office and …”

“Mr. Schue, I'm going to stop you right now,” Quinn said, steel in her voice; anger blazing in her eyes.

“Actions have consequences, Quinn! Brittany broke Finn's nose! She can't just …”

“She can. You can go to Figgins' office after I say what I have to say. Right now Brittany doesn't care if she gets suspended or even expelled. She's not going to be in school for the foreseeable future. And, yes, actions have consequences … unless you're Finn Hudson.”

She looked at Finn Hudson with obvious distaste. “Around two months ago, Finn's ACTION caused Santana a lot of pain and heartache …”

“Really, Quinn, that's all in the past. Santana …” Rachel interrupts her.

“Rachel, finish that sentence and you'll wish Brittany was still in the room,” Quinn's eyes flashed dangerously. “As I was saying, around two months ago Finn's ACTION caused a lot of consequences for Santana and Brittany but Finn never suffered a one. Not a SINGLE CONSEQUENCE for Finn Hudson OUTING Santana in the middle of a crowded hallway. That action caused a domino effect. A campaign ad forcing Santana to come out to her parents and her abuela before she was ready. Santana and Brittany are STILL paying consequences for FINN'S action.”

Tina chimes in, “I thought Santana was okay? I mean, she said her parents were okay with it and, yeah, her abuela disowned her but …”

“She lied.” Quinn shrugs, interrupting. “Santana isn't the person you all think she is. She didn't want pity or attention. She lied because school was the easiest battle to quit fighting. Her parents weren't okay with it.”

XOXOXOXOXO

(Flashback, Quinn's POV)

Quinn had just climbed into bed and turned off the light when her phone rang. She was going to ignore it but it was 11:15 at night and nothing good could be coming from a phone call at that hour. She grabbed her phone and saw Brittany's number.

“Hey, Britt, what's up?”

“Hey, Quinn,” Brittany's voice sounded strained, “have you, um, have you heard from Santana?”

Quinn frowned. Why would she have heard from Santana? “No, Britt, I haven't. Should I have?”

Brittany sighed. “She was going to tell her parents about the ad and being gay tonight at dinner. They were both actually going to be home tonight. That was at 6. She promised me she'd text or call by 9 no matter what happened. When I didn't hear from her by 9:30, I texted her and got no answer. Same at 9:45, 10, 10:15, and 10:30. At 11 I called and it went straight to voicemail.” Brittany's voice cracked and she sniffled. “I'm scared, Quinn.”

“I'll be there in fifteen minutes, Britt.”

“Thanks, Q.”

Quinn hung up and quickly threw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie. She threw her phone in her purse and headed downstairs. She tried to be quiet so as not to let her mother hear her but she didn't have to worry; Judy was passed out on the couch with an almost empty bottle of vodka sitting on the coffee table. Quinn shook her head and covered her mother with an afghan on her way out the door.

She pulled into the Pierce driveway; all the downstairs lights were on and Brittany was sitting on the front porch. She looked up as Quinn's headlights flooded the front of the house, got up, and hurried to the car.

“Hey, you okay?” Quinn asked as Brittany slid into the passenger seat.

Brittany shook her head. “I still haven't heard from her and I still can't reach her.”

Quinn nodded. “What do you want to do?”

“Sneak in?”

Quinn raised an eyebrow.

“I just need to see she's okay, Quinn. Or rescue her if she's not.” Brittany shrugged. “It's not like we've never snuck in or out before,” a small grin crept across Brittany's face.

“That's true,” Quinn chuckled and put the car into gear. “Your parents still up?”

“Yeah. They're worried, too.” Brittany sighed. “She doesn't break her promises to me, Quinn. She promised she'd call or text.”

Quinn nodded and they fell into silence.

Ten minutes later they were pulling into Santana's driveway. Quinn she knew exactly where to stop the car to avoid activating the motion detector lights; as Brittany had said, it wasn't their first time sneaking in or out of Santana's house. The whole house was dark. They left the doors unlocked and crept around the fence to the side of the house. There were no lights on that side because the neighbors had complained; every time a raccoon or a rabbit wandered into the yard, the lights came on.

They crossed the yard once they were across from the side door to the garage. Brittany used her key to open the door (Santana's parents had no idea that Brittany had a key to the side garage door) and crept in slowly. They used the flashlight apps on their phones to guide them. The garage would hold four cars but Santana's older brother, Gabriel, had moved to California the previous summer so the only cars in the garage were Santana's mother's Honda CRV, her father's Cadillac, and Santana's Jeep. Brittany checked the Jeep and saw Santana's current Cheerios' duffle bag in the back, along with her school backpack, and her Cheerios' jacket. She and Quinn shared a look.

They crept up the stairs and opened the door to the mud/laundry room. Brittany quickly punched in the code to disarm the alarm. Quinn made a mental note to remind her to re-arm it when they left.

Exiting the laundry room, directly across from it, was a small bathroom. To the right was a family room that Santana and her friends often used for sleepovers. To the left were two stairs that led to the kitchen and the door to the basement was directly at the top and to the left of the stairs. The were silent as they entered the kitchen. Quinn pointed to the island; a set of keys with a Cheerios' pom-pom key chain was sitting there next to a phone. Brittany listened for a moment but the house was silent. She quickly crossed the kitchen to the island and held up the phone; Quinn recognized Santana's phone case.

Quinn was now getting really nervous. Santana's room was in the basement. She quietly opened the door and saw a dim light at the bottom so she motioned to Brittany to follow. They silently went down the stairs and saw light coming from Santana's room. They hurried across the basement and entered the room. It looked like a hurricane had gone through it. Santana wasn't the neatest person but it was never this bad. Glaringly obvious was the fact that Santana wasn't here and she apparently left in a hurry. Brittany crossed to the closet and reached up to the top shelf, grabbing down several old Cheerios' duffle bags. She tossed two to Quinn.

“They kicked her out,” Brittany's voice was laced with anger. “That dresser,” she pointed to a chest of drawers, “underwear and socks are the top two small drawers. Pajama bottoms and sleep shirts are in the top big drawer; sweats and sweatshirts in the bottom two. Empty them?”

Quinn nodded and got to work as Brittany rifled through the closet. She came out with two lock boxes and two rolling suitcases. She put the lock boxes into one of the rolling suitcases then added Santana's jewelry boxes. She went through the desk and grabbed school work and a few keepsakes from the top; she then turned the center drawer upside down and grabbed three envelopes taped there. Quinn watched as Brittany climbed onto the desk to reach the top of the wardrobe and came down with several notebooks. She tossed those into one of the remaining duffle bags. She slid under the bed and came out with two more notebooks and a guitar.

“Do you know all her hiding spots?” Quinn asked, impressed with Brittany's thoroughness.

“I hope so. This is the only shot we're going to have at this.”

Quinn nodded knowing Brittany was right; Santana's parents would know someone had been here and would probably change all the locks and the alarm code. Quinn watched as Brittany scanned the room making sure they hadn't left anything important behind. Quinn had packed up all of Santana's extra Cheerios uniforms and emptied “Brittany's drawer” so that was taken care of. Brittany shook her head. “I think that's everything important. We gotta go.”

Quinn looked at the packed duffle bags, the guitar, and the suitcases trying to figure out how they were going to get it all upstairs and out to her car quietly and in one trip. Brittany slung a duffle over each shoulder, wore the guitar in front of her, and grabbed one of the suitcases. She looked at Quinn and Quinn nodded, following her lead. As quickly and quietly as possible they moved up the stairs, pausing at the top to listen for Santana's parents. All was silent. Down the two steps, a right into the laundry room and out into the garage. Brittany paused at Santana's Jeep. She set down the duffle bags and opened the rear door, grabbing Santana's backpack and slinging it onto her back before re-situating the duffle bags. She grabbed the suitcase from Quinn and nodded at the extra duffle and the jacket. Quinn grabbed the jacket and slipped it on over her hoodie, then grabbed the duffle and silently closed the Jeep's rear door. Quinn shook her head; Brittany was carrying the guitar, a backpack, two duffle bags, and two suitcases. She was in Beast Mode. Quinn made sure she had a grip on the three duffle bags and out they went. They followed the same path back to the car and loaded most of it into the trunk; the guitar was placed carefully in the back seat.

“I need to go make sure the door is locked; I don't want her parents to know how anyone got in.” Brittany said before sprinting back toward the garage. Quinn started the car and Brittany was back in five minutes.

“Did you remember to re-arm the alarm?”

Brittany nodded. “Yeah. I forgot until I locked the door then I remembered. That's why it took so long.”

“Where to?”

“My house. We'll see if she's shown up there. I doubt it because my mom would have called me but …” Brittany trailed off and Quinn knew she didn't have a better idea.

It was almost 1am by the time they got back to Brittany's. They had taken a circuitous route, checking to see if Santana was maybe still walking toward Brittany's house. All the lights were all still on when they finally got back to Britt's house. Brittany and Quinn walked in and found Brittany's parents in the living room.

“I take it you didn't find her?” Whitney asked, concern clear in her voice.

Brittany shook her head. “It looks like they threw her out. Her phone, keys, and car were all there. Her room looked like a whirlwind went through it and there was no sign of her. Unless they locked her in one of the upstairs rooms …” Brittany trailed off.

“Britt … she'd have left a light on and would have been screaming her head off.” Quinn tried to assuage Brittany's fears. They hadn't even thought to check upstairs.

Brittany nodded. “Even if her voice gave out, you're right … there would have been lights on in whatever room she was in. She'd have known I'd come looking.” She seemed to accept that as fact. “I don't know what to do now.” She looked like she was about to cry.

“Let's empty the car. Then you can wait here in case she shows up and I'll drive in every direction from her driveway. She may have not even thought about where she was going or where she could go and she couldn't call you so you could tell her it was okay to come here. It's possible she just … wandered.”

“Yeah.” She looked at Quinn. “What … what did you do when …”

Quinn shook her head. “Finn was there. I wasn't alone. But I remember being … not disoriented, exactly, but like my brain just couldn't function. I couldn't think. I was … disconnected from everything. I just kind of … shut down.”

Brittany nodded. “That makes sense. Santana was alone. She wouldn't have had anyone to help her or guide her. Yeah. Let's empty the car out …” Brittany looked at her parents. “I didn't even ask … um …”

“Of course she can stay here, sweetie. I'm sure you girls will sleep in your room but she can have the guest room right next to yours so she has a place of her own.” Whitney answered the unspoken question kindly. “She's welcome to stay as long as she needs to.”

Brittany threw her arms around her mother. “Thank you,” she whispered. Whitney simply hugged her and rubbed her back.

Brittany pulled away and wiped her eyes. “Okay, let's get her stuff in here so you can go looking.”

With Brittany's parents helping, it only took one trip to get everything into the house. Brittany handed a pair of sweatpants and sweatshirt to Quinn. “She probably left with only her Cheerios uniform and her long sleeved undershirt. It's so cold out,” she bit her lip nervously, “she's probably freezing. I hope she thought to put track pants on or a hoodie or something.” Tears welled in her eyes.

Quinn hugged her and took the clothes. “I'll call you when I find her.”

Brittany just looked at her brokenly.

“I'm going to find her, B, I promise. I won't give up until I do.” Quinn's voice sounded a lot more sure than she felt but she was determined to find Santana and bring her back to Brittany. Another quick hug and she was out the door and back in her car.

She drove back to Santana's house and looked at each direction trying to decide where Santana would go if not to Brittany. She suddenly remembered a small park that was about a mile away from the house so she headed in that direction, keeping an eye out in case Santana was still walking along the road.

She got to the park and got out of the car, taking the clothes with her. She was feeling pretty confident that this would be where she'd find Santana. She walked into the park and saw a small figure curled up on a bench near the frozen duck pond. The person's head was resting on a duffle bag and the body was under a large quilt. Quinn got nearer and let out a sigh of relief when she recognized Santana.

“Santana,” she called softly approaching the bench slowly, not wanting to spook the Latina.

The small figure sat up and looked toward Quinn with vacant eyes. “Quinn? What are you doing here?”

“Brittany is really worried. We've been looking everywhere for you.”

“I'm okay. Tell Britt … just … tell her I'm fine.”

“Santana, you're not fine.” Santana was in her Cheerios' uniform and a long sleeved undershirt; she was shivering violently and her teeth were chattering so hard Quinn was afraid she was going to chip them.

Quinn handed her the sweatpants and sweatshirt, removing the jacket and handing that over as well. “You're freezing. Brittany gave me these to give to you when I found you.”

Santana listlessly put on the sweatpants and hoodie and slipped the jacket on over them. She then wrapped the quilt back around herself and sat back down on the bench. “Thanks.”

“Santana, get your ass in the car. I am NOT going back to Brittany and telling her I found you but didn't bring you back with me.”

“I can't, Quinn,” she said, her voice devoid of any emotion, “I can't drag her down with me. I can't … I just can't … I've got nothing to offer her. I'm homeless. That ad is going to run and everything is just going to get worse. She doesn't deserve that. I'm never getting out of this town. I'm … nothing.” She finished in a hoarse whisper.

Quinn slapped her. “You're a fucking idiot. Brittany loves you. We did a little breaking and entering to find out what happened and stole a bunch of your stuff. It's at Britt's house. In a room that her mother has designated as YOUR room. Brittany is out of her mind with worry. Whitney and Pierce are still awake because THEY'RE worried. I was in bed when Brittany called me and I'm here in the middle of the night in the fucking freezing cold arguing with an idiot.”

Santana looked at Quinn, silent tears rolling down her face. “Why?”

“Because we love you,” Quinn said, softening. She sat down on the bench and put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a hug. “You're a bitch but you're our bitch. Now …” Quinn stood back up and offered Santana her hand, “you can either come with me now or I'll be back in half an hour with Brittany.” Quinn quirked a brow at Santana. “Really think you'll be able to resist her and her pout?”

Santana let out a tired, wet chuckle and took Quinn's hand. “Not a chance.”

Quinn grabbed Santana's bag as Santana wrapped the quilt more tightly around her shoulders; she was still shivering pretty badly and her teeth were still chattering. Once she started the car she set the heat on blast and dialed Brittany.

“Quinn? Did you …”

“I've got her, Britt. I'm bringing her home.” She handed the phone to Santana.

“Britt?”

“Santana! Oh, thank god! I was so worried. Are you okay?”

“Cold. Tired. No, Britt, I don't think I am.”

“I love you. It's gonna be okay. We're going to get through this together, baby, I promise you.”

Santana finally broke down and started sobbing. Quinn took the phone as she pulled back into the Pierce's driveway for the third time that night. “We're here, Britt.”

The door flew open and Brittany came tearing out of the house. She reached the passenger door and wrenched it open, kneeling down and gathering Santana in her arms. “I've got you, baby. I've got you. I'm here. Everything is going to be okay.” She cooed softly as she held tightly to Santana, gently rubbing her back. “I've got you.” It was several moments before Santana took a shuddering breath and pulled back from Brittany. “You ready to go in?” Santana nodded and Brittany took her hand and helped her out of the car as Quinn grabbed the duffle bag from the back seat and scooped up the quilt Santana had left on the passenger seat.

As soon as they walked in, Whitney enveloped Santana in a warm, reassuring hug. “You're okay, sweetie,” she said as Santana sighed softly, relaxing into the embrace.

Brittany took the things Quinn was holding and ran them down the hall to Santana's room as Whitney moved them all into the kitchen. When Brittany joined them she pulled Santana into her lap and wrapped her arms tightly around the Latina; Santana's shivering had mostly stopped but her teeth were still chattering. Whitney gave them all a mug of hot chocolate and put out a plate of cookies.

“Santana … why didn't you come here?” Brittany asked.

Santana sighed. “I don't want to drag you down with me, Britt. That ad is going to run and … god, Britt, it's going to be so bad.” Tears started sliding down her face again.

“I don't care about any of that. I love you. That's what I care about. Loving you means standing by you through the shitstorm that's coming.” She cupped Santana's chin gently. “Look at me, Santana.” When Santana lifted her eyes to Brittany, Brittany smiled. “You're not alone.”

“Santana, sweetie, you can stay her for as long as you need to. You'll have your own room even though I know you two girls won't sleep apart but you'll still have your own space. You will have to share Brittany's bathroom, though.” Whitney smiled kindly at Santana. “Like Brittany said … you're not alone. Okay?”

Santana nodded and looked at Quinn. “Thank you.” She whispered as she looked around the table, “all of you.” She leaned her head against Brittany's shoulder; she looked exhausted. “But … I … don't want anyone to know I got kicked out. I don't want their pity or whatever.” She sighed heavily. “I just … I can't fight all these battles anymore. I'm so tired of fighting.” Her eyes fluttered. “Let them think their 'Lady Music Week' worked and I'm all good now. Please?”

Brittany and Quinn looked at each other then nodded.

“We have to at least let the administration know you're living here. That way anything you need for school will come here.” Whitney paused deep in thought. “There are a few things we'll need to do but all of that can wait. It's late.” She looked at the clock. “Very late. Quinn, you'll stay here tonight. It's been a long, emotional night and I don't want to worry about you driving home. You can sleep in Santana's room … I'm sure Brittany isn't going to let go of Santana any time soon.”

The three girls chuckled and Quinn nodded. “Thank you, Whitney.”

“Now, go to bed girls. Get some rest. Sleep in. Try to make it in by third period and I'll write you all excuses. I'm guessing it's going to be a long couple of days.”

The three girls got up and each of them hugged Whitney before walking down the hall to the bedrooms. Brittany got fresh toothbrushes for Quinn and Santana and they all got ready in silence.

Santana hugged Quinn tightly. “Thanks, bitch.” She smiled.

“I'd say anytime but … let's not make this a habit.” Quinn grinned.

“Good night, Quinn.”

“Good night, Santana.”

Santana slipped into Brittany's bedroom and Brittany pulled Quinn into a fierce hug. “Thank you, Quinn. So much. I don't know what I'd have done if you weren't here. Thank you for answering. Thank you for coming. Thank you for finding her; for bringing her to me. Just … thank you.”

“I love you, Brittany. I love her, too. I'm really glad I was able to help.” Quinn said, hugging Brittany just as tightly.

“I love you, too. Good night.” Brittany pulled back and smiled softly. “See you in the morning.”

“Good night, Britt.” Quinn watched as Brittany closed the door and then went into her room, closing the door behind her. She climbed into bed and glanced at her phone. 3:30am. Tomorrow was going to be hell.

(End Flashback)

XOXOXOXOXO

“And none of you noticed. I mean, she used the word “y'all” when she told you about her parents and nobody questioned it when Brittany said 'No way!'.” Quinn rolls her eyes. “As if Brittany wouldn't have been Santana's first call after that conversation.” Quinn shakes her head. “Santana told you what you wanted to hear and showed you what you wanted to see because it was easier than continuing to fight a lost battle. She was outed. Nothing was going to change that. So she's been living at the Pierces' ever since.”

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lipglosscherrybomb · 2 years

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Sparks <3

Summary: Peter shows up when you’re painting your room. Since your parents aren’t around you don’t mind him staying over.

Warnings: sex, or “smut” 18+, tension, “fluff” kind of? Maybe? Idk, interruption.

Part 1, lmk if you want more :))

You hear the window tap randomly. It’s about 4:40pm, there’s still light outside. You weren’t really expecting anyone, your parents are out of town. This was either your best-friend, Peter Parker, or a serial killer. Exhausted, you were just about ready to take your chances. You put down the paint brush and head over to the halfway opened window, seeing Peter sitting down out on the fire escape.

“You know the window was open, right?” You tease your friend, who just smiles at you sweetly. “I know,” he picks up his bag, standing up. “Didn’t wanna scare you.” In a flash, he met you through the window, inches away from your face.

“What are you doing here?” You asked him sweetly, your right arm holding on to the wall next to you which had already dried. “Here to help, duh” he responds, you glance at his backpack which seemed a little bit heavier than usual. “With an overnight bag?” You shot back, not believing him. “Okay i was gonna ask if i could stay over.” You laugh at your friend, of course you were gonna say yes but it was too funny, you couldn’t help yourself. “Yeah, why not.”

You back up into the room, giving him space to come inside. “You know we do have a very pretty, very much working front door. You should try it sometime.” You teased the tall brunette. He’d been coming through your window for the longest time, even before the spider-man stuff, mainly because you told him to. Your parents were pretty strict, holding on to the whole “no boys” thing, so far you’d listened, but Peter was a whole other case. He wasn’t just “some boy” to you.

“Yeah, but where’s the fun in that?” He smiled, picking up a clean brush. Your arms are now crossed over your chest, covering up the old black lace crop top you’re wearing and the gray shorts you were already planning to get rid of. “You don’t have to help y’know? I have this under control” you say heading over to his side and picking up the brush you were already using.

“Yeah i could tell by the mess on the floor” he chuckles. “Painting is supposed to be messy” you roll your eyes, kneeling to paint over something you’d already painted. “Yeah? Not this messy.” He reaches over you to dip the brush, getting ready to help you.

“Yeah right, what are you the paint police?” You mock him, the whole room was almost done so there really wasn’t much left to do except for the ceiling. “Hey wonder-boy, you mind getting up there and doing that entire part for me while i stay down here do nothing?” He smiles at you, simply taking the brush from your hand and doing what you asked.

You two spent the next hour and 30 minutes finishing up and joking around until it was pretty late. You threw out the plastic that was laying on your floor all covered in white paint.

“Okay, now what do we do with what’s left of the paint?” You bite your lip in thought, glancing over at your friend who’s just laying on your bed. You’d moved all of the furniture from the living room back into your room a couple minutes ago. Which had now encouraged him to start reading your copy of “little women” you had already finished and offered to let him borrow.

“I could dump it all over you” he jokes, laughing as he stares at you, putting down the book on your nightstand. You turn to him. “Do that and you’re dead, pretty boy” you mock him with the nickname.

“I’d like to see you try, princess.” He mocks back, standing up getting closer to you.

“Oh, i could hurt you”

“Yeah?” He teases, now extremely close.

“Absolutely” your heart is starting to speed up. You’re sure he can tell.

“I believe you” he smiles, you miss his next move before you realize you have paint on your nose, which drips and falls onto the crop-top you’d somehow only managed to get a few minor stains on.

“You’re so dead.” You laugh, incredulous. Picking up some paint in your hand and chasing him through the kitchen, you noticed he was holding a brush covered with paint.

You rest your paint-free hand on the marble counter in your kitchen, laughing so hard you can barely breathe, you notice he’s the same way.

“Okay, I’m done, I’m done” You manage to say between laughter, Peter heads towards you holding the brush.

“Just like that? Wow, that was weak y/n. I expected better…” you back up, basically doing circles around the counter, avoiding to get paint on you again.

That is, until he traps you, his arms at each side of you as you get up on the counter. You both laugh as he positions himself between your legs to get closer to you. You’re sure he meant it in the most innocent way, but all you could think about was his lips on yours. And once that singular thought crossed your mind, suddenly that was your every thought, your facial expressions got more serious as he hung his head trying to stop laughing from your interaction.

His facial expressions suddenly matched yours as you realized how loud your heart was beating, and how its pace picked up as he lifted his gaze, which was now fixated on you, more specifically your lips.

“What?” You tried to play it cool, even though you were sure he already caught on. This behavior wasn’t something you’d regularly express.

He set down the paint brush, it was definitely getting on the counter but right now you could care less. “Fallen star” by the neighborhood was playing on your tv, you’d set up your Spotify earlier so you’d have something to listen to while painting.

He says nothing as you feel his lips crash into yours, all you could taste was the mint he’d had earlier but that sweet kiss sent your head spinning. Suddenly you were incapable of thinking straight.

You pulled away, determined to ask what was happening. You two had never kissed before. Even though you wanted to stay in that moment forever, you couldn’t help but wonder what could’ve possibly possessed him to do something like that.

“Woah, you just kissed me.” You say, pushing him away slightly, your hands are over his chest as you try to focus on something other than how hot he looks.

“I know, I’m sorry. I just- i uh- the moment was perfect and i thought you maybe might be into me too or something…I’m really sorry i just- I’ve liked you for such a long time and actually i think i might be in love with you?” You gave him a shocked look as he struggled to over explain, he was still pretty close to you. Your mouth was open trying to find the words to say but you just couldn’t get anything through, especially not with him talking that fast. “I freaked you out- please pretend i never said that last par-“ your lips suddenly connected with his as you tried to calm him down. All you knew was that you wanted to kiss him.

“Oh man, that was-“ he says, pulling away. He’s still embarrassed about the first kiss and what he said. “I mean- you’re just amazing and that- that was amazing.” His eyes travel down your body, as he tries to find words. “I know, i know, i just- you’re so…” he cuts you off, his lips pressed against yours, moving in a passionate, rushed exchange. Your hands run up to his hair pulling him closer to your body, you can’t get enough of him.

He leans over to you, pushing you back slightly, his hands are on your hips and he’s pulling you closer to him. You lock your legs around his torso, pulling him to you. You can feel his erection growing in his pants which is now pressed up against your core. Clothes being a barrier between you two.

“I-uh- i stained your shirt, sorry.” You look down, confused about what he’s talking about.

“What? Oh, yeah right with the-um with the paint yeah” you’re both winded, heavily breathing as you try to catch your breath. “I was gonna get rid of it anyway.” You laugh it off slightly.

He pulls away for a slight second, the shirt being removed from your body in an instant. “Woah. You’re- so fucking hot” he stares at your body in amazement.

“Get rid of it now” he suggested subtly. Pulling on the material as he slips a hand under it. “Can i do this?” He asks before continuing.

“Yeah…that’s probably a good idea” you whisper, his hand keeps going up, touching your tits as he pulls you in for another kiss.

“Just- shut up and kiss me, Parker” with that, your lips connected with his.

His hands wondered around your body, finally getting to your thighs, then higher, then higher until he reached the hem of your shorts. You two didn’t stop kissing.

The phone rings unexpectedly. You both jump off each other as if you’d gotten caught. You reach back for your top, when you turn back to him, he stands holding your shirt towards you. Without making eye-contact, you simply take it and put it on, not speaking another word as you decide to decline the call realizing it was a random number.

“Who was that?” Peter awkwardly says, in an attempt to ignore the building tension.

“I- uh…I don’t know it was just a prank call i think.” You reply softly, embarrassed about what you were about to do.

“I’m sorry, for kissing you…and for other stuff” he leans on the counter, attempting to play it cool. You could hear in his tone he wasn’t really sorry but was trying to make you feel better.

“Don’t be.” You say, almost immediately.

“Why?” He’s getting closer again.

“Because I’m not.” You reply, looking at him as he towers over you.

“Neither am i.” He smiles sweetly.

#andrew garfield #peter parker #peter parker andrew garfield #peter parker x reader #spiderman #marvel #mcu #the amazing spider man #peter parker smut #tasm #marvel fic #mcu smut #smut #tasm 2

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its-really-dry · 2 years

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ты когда-нибудь спал с моей дочерью?

part 3 of THE HYDRA BABY?

part 1 - part 2 - part 3

yall are really eating up this "barney au" like it's your last meal 😭

it was suggested by @nerdreader to make this into a series, so expect a part 4 soon!!!

a special tack så mycket to all the wonderful asks, requests and ideas that you beautiful baristas sent over! here's a corn ->🌽

tags for the besties - @wandaspov @adi06lena @tashakink @inlovewithfaberry @nerdreader @mymommawanda @yelenabemylova

natasha romanoff x supersoilder!reader guys

now it's been a few days since you bought barney back to the compound, and to say the team are loving it, is an understatement.

not of them wanted to go by 'auntie' or 'uncle' except from, pietro, peter, bruce, thor, carol, and well, bucky? but he didn't really ask not to be called uncle-

"BUCK BUCK" barney screams as she waddles into the gym where he and steve were training.

"oh, hey kid! how's it goin?" he asks, picking her up. barney smiles and hugs him,

"я тебя люблю buck buck!" she mumbles into his shoulder, making bucky laugh.

"я тоже тебя люблю barney. y'know, for a 2 year old, you're quite smart."

"well her mommy is an x-redroom assassin." you say as you walk into the gym with some paper work and yelena following you close behind.

"dr. cho wants us down at medbay. remember that liquid she said she saw? well, turns out it seems extremely close to something she's worked with before."

"did she tell you what it is?"

"that's the thing cap, she said she doesn't want to tell us until she's certain."

"i see."

"but she does need us to give her our blood samples."

both steve and bucky look at each other and then back to you with a smile,

"let's go then!" bucky says and gives barney to yelena.

"ok then, you three have fun! im off to pick up my parents from the airport. they're coming down for the week to celebrate natasha's birthday."

"oh yeah! i actually forgot about that." you mutter while rubbing the back of your neck. yelena's eyes grow wide,

"does that mean you didn't buy the cake? you forgot about your own girlfriend's birthday?!"

"no i didn't lena. i just forgot about your parents..... and maybe the stuff hasn't been shipped in yet?"

yelena gives you an uneasy look before signing.

"well, natasha's out with maximoff so it will buy you some time alright? just get it done. please."

"you got it boss!"

"alrighty then. let's get this show on the road."

_________________________________________

"tasha and yelena are back so we better get going." you tell helen and she nods with a smile,

"alright then! the tests shouldn't take much longer. i'll notify you as soon as they are ready!"

you three thank the doc and make your way to the elevator. you sigh, feeling nervousness take your body over and the boys notice it. this will be your first time meeting natasha's parents and you want to make a good impression.

"do you think they'll like me?" you ask which makes bucky chuckle,

"of course they will y/n. why wouldn't they?"

"i dunno. just a bit nervous, that's all."

steve shakes his head at your words and places a firm hand on your shoulder.

"y/n. you are one of the best people i know. both melina and alexei are gonna love you. no doubt in that. just be yourself, and don't sweat the situation too much, alright?"

"yeah, steve's right. you'll do just fine."

"oh god, you boys are the best." you laugh and hug them tightly before the elevator doors open and yall walk out........

"BARNEY PUT HIM DOWN- NO! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH KATE'S ARROWS! THEY'RE DANGEROUS!"

"ARE THOSE YELENA'S WIDOW-BITES? LENA I TOLD YOU TO PUT THEM AWAY!"

"oh my gosh this is too funny."

"GET OFF YOUR LAZY A$$E$ AND COME HELP YOU TWO!"

you, steve and buck stand there in shock as you look around the room. it's a total mess. but what shocks you the most, is when you see barney running around, holding pietro up above her head, nat, wanda, melina and kate chasing after her, trying to stop anymore accidents from happening. and then there's alexei and yelena, who are sitting on the couch, feet up, eating cheetos, apparently the current situation is amusing to them both.

"ahh! i have got you now honey!" melina says as she corners barney and picks her up. barney giggles as they walk over to you, bucky and steve.

"hello! you must be y/n? it is nice to meet you." melina says with a smile. you give her a smile of your own and shift your weight from each leg awkwardly.

"yes, that's me. how are you miss um... miss vostokoff?"

"oh no! no formalities! call me melina ,darling, i plead!" she waves and you nod,

"s-sure miss vost- i mean melina." you correct yourself which makes melina laugh. just then, alexei stands up from the couch and walks over to you with a stoic expression causing you to gulp. he looks you up and down with a somewhat, disapproving gaze and asks when his eyes catch yours,

"so, what are your intentions with my daughter?"

the question takes you aback slightly and you clear your throat as you calm yourself down a bit,

"uhh..... n-n-nothing bad. all good things."

"is that so, huh? so you have never hurt my daughter?"

"oh no never sir! i would n-never do such a thing!"

"hmm... okay then. ты здесь только из-за статуса, или ты здесь, потому что на самом деле любишь мою дочь?"

"uh..... no- нет. Я очень люблю вашу дочь, сэр. Я здесь, чтобы дать ей все, что она заслуживает."

alexei glances over to melina who gives an approving nod. alexei looks back to you with a raised eyebrow.

"ты когда-нибудь спал с моей дочерью?"

your eyes widen and you begin to stutter which makes alexei let out a loud and hearty laugh. he slaps your back, which in fact, does sting a little, but you let it pass, laughing awkwardly beside him.

"you looked so scared! did you think i would eat you? are you not a super soldier? scared of me?"

"well in their defence, you are the father of their girlfriend. so obviously they are going to be scared." yelena says as she rolls her eyes.

"hello suka."

"belova. KATHERINE ELIZABETH BISHOP!"

"Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N!"

you push past yelena and run to kate, picking her up,

"how is it going?-"

"REALLY BAD. I THINK BARNEY BROKE MY BACK." pietro calls from the floor, where barney had thrown him onto. everyone laughs and wanda helps her brother up,

"i'll take care of him."

"and buck and i shall let you have a bonding time." steve smiles and the four of them leave the common room.

alexei's eyes follow steve as he leaves with a snarl,

"captain america."

_________________________________________

after tidying the mess in the common room, you all take a seat at the dining table in the kitchen and melina starts up the conversation.

"so, y/n, how did you and natalia meet?"

"oh. she saved me from a hydra, lab testing, super solider making facility in belgium."

"me, and the team." nat corrects you and you grin,

"yes but the question was about you and i. not them!"

"well, how long have you had barney for?"

"only a few days. though she's warmed up to the compound pretty fast."

alexei smiles and hums,

"never in a million years would i have ever thought to be a grandfather."

"and i a grandmother! you are the sweetest thing dorogoy!" melina adds and pinches at barney's cheeks.

"i think it's cool to be an aunt to a super soldier niece right kate bishop?"

"agreed. though, is she actually a super soldier? i mean, she did pick up pietro for about 15 minutes with zero struggle."

you look to nat who shrugs and you follow suit,

"probably. that might be what the so called 'liquid' the doctor was talking about."

"it seems as though it runs in the family." alexei beams and you nod.

suddenly, your phone vibrates. it's a message from maria.

< we need to pick the stuff up now y/l/n. turns out the d0uch€s sent it to the wrong address. please do not ask my why or how, just get your a$$ down here asap >

"oh no." you mumble.

"what's wrong detka?"

"MARIA GODDAMN HILL!"

"ALREADY DOWNSTAIRS!"

"hill? what's she doing?"

"no. before you answer natasha, answer me, HOW THE HELL ARE YOU FRIENDS WITH AGENT MARIA HILL!?"

you ignore yelena and get up off your chair,

"i'll be back in a few minutes baby. i love you."

you give natasha a quick kiss before rushing out of the kitchen.......

part 4 soon baristas 😭

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dreamkidddream · 3 years

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I might as well start a TikTok trend Masterlist lmao. But not a request, but I saw this the other day and I was dying imagining how the BSD characters would react lol. Let me know if you guys want another character or fandom (I already know I’m bout to do this with the Obey Me boys 😩) Reader is gender neutral!

CW: suggestive/spicy content but no NSFW. The challenge suggests nudity but you’re not naked (even if your man thinks you are 💀)

The Towel Prank (Tiktok Trend) with: Dazai, Kunikida, and Atsushi

Dazai

So you two were just goofing off getting ready to go to bed. You just “got out of the shower” and was doing stupid stuff with him in the bathroom mirror: making faces, dancing, anything obnoxious that was making you both laugh

He was too distracted by your beauty to really ask why you had your phone out, but thought that you’re just saving this to look back on later as fun memories. He was playing right along with you-

Until you snATCHED YOUR TOWEL OPEN WITH THE PHONE POINTING RIGHT AT YOU-

His face morphed from smiling to in shock so QUICK

Remember how he looked in BSD Wan when Atsushi gave him flowers? That’s what he looked like lmao

“BELLADONNA NO!”

Cue you being bearhugged and almost tackled to the ground, with his back facing your phone

You have never seen him move so fast in your life before

He would have wrapped you in his trench coat if he still had it on

When he expected to feel bare skin, he only felt…material?

And how you’re nearly in tears laughing at him while still being in his arms. He realizes now that you’ve planned this, that he’s been pranked

Now Dazai has never been one to be pranked, let alone tricked like this. He can’t have you one-upping him like this! So if it’s a prank war you want, he’ll be more than happy to oblige. But first-

You’re already getting up and reaching for your phone when he grabbed it before you, oddly quiet. “Oh c’mon Osamu you aren’t really mad at me are you? You gotta admit that it was a little funNY-“

You didn’t realize how severe the consequences of your actions were until you dropped on your shared bed with him towering over you

“You didn’t really think you would tease me like this and get away with it, do you?”

If that devious smirk was anything to go by, you’re gonna be in for a long night

Bonus: he definitely pulls the same prank on you, but instead in front of everyone and blames it on you! :D

You deal with a very angry Kunikida

Kunikida

He was not paying you any attention, instead just writing in his notebook as always, more than likely about work. It was finally time to relax for the both of you, and this is what he wanted to do?

Well that’s about to change

You have something that’ll get his attention no problem

Even when you set your phone up pointing right in his direction, he didn’t stop writing. Yeah that’s about to change real soon

Walking in front of him with nothing but a towel and looking back at him, he just sighed and shook his head, “Listen dear, I told you to give me five more minutes and then I’ll indulge you in whatever you want to do, and you whining isn’t going to change that.” And he still didn’t look up!

Looks like it’s time for drastic measures

“Fine. Looks like I have to give my attention elsewhere then.”

“(Y/N) what are you going on abo-”

It didn’t fully click to him that you’re only in a towel and he had to do a double take when it did. He felt his heart stop when you unraveled it with the camera sitting right there-

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

When I tell you that he launched himself at you

He was latching onto you like a spider monkey with the reddest face, trying to cover your whole body with his while

Idk if you guys remember this show called Hole in the Wall where they had to match the pose or fall in the water? He’s posing like that trying to cover you

Well your plan worked- his notebook was forgotten!

Bad news: he didn’t find it funny when it was revealed you had clothes on underneath. Relieved, but not amused, and his anger was steady rising the more you laughed

Which lead to now: him still latching onto you in bed, not having said a word since. His idea of a punishment (which it really wasn’t to you), hold you until you tire yourself out because he is so terrified that you’ll do something even more drastic if he lets you go

And he was already planning on holding you anyway once he was done writing, but of course your impatience got the best of you

“Oh Doppo-”

“Absolutely not. Since you showed that you can’t be without supervision, this is your punishment. I can’t write in my notebook peacefully, so you can’t go around causing mayhem. And you finally got what you wanted: my attention, correct?”

“Well, yeah but-”

“Alright then. Now go to sleep, you’ve already given me a headache.”

“But I’m not-"

“Goodnight (Y/N).”

He really didn’t let you go for the whole night, but this was fine. You liked being in each other arms any way

Also he watches you like a hawk every time you’re either on the app or using your camera. He does not trust you and that “abomination” together

Atsushi

Poor guy was just minding his business when you decided to do what you always do: cause chaos

You set up your phone and called your loving boyfriend into the room, claiming that you want to show him something exciting. He came in and was already blushing when he saw you in the towel, and his heart rate skyrocketed when he saw your phone recording

You aren’t about to do what he think you are…right? He’s just jumping to conclusions!…right?

“Um…honey, why are you recording- and why don’t you have clothes on yet?”

“Because of THIS-”

You have never heard him scream so loud before, you’re pretty sure he cracked a mirror and all of your windows. But that wasn’t what got you, no-

He ACTIVATED HIS ABILITY

His arms (now as a weretiger) were trying to cover you while also getting you away from your phone. You’re grateful for his quick reflexes but also scared that he’s gonna faint at any second

He scanned over your clothed body to make sure he didn’t scratch you on accident- wait, clothed?! And why are you laughing?!

“What the hell?! That wasn’t funny you know, I thought you were really…”

As cute as Atsushi’s pout is, you didn’t want him to be upset, so you grabbed your phone and stopped the video. He looked more embarrassed than anything, so you had the perfect way to apologize to him

Crawling in his lap and peppering his face with one kiss after the next, you felt his resolve breaking bit by bit. You knew you were forgiven when he tightened his grip around your waist-

“Let me make it up to you At-su-shi~”

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs reader insert #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd dazai x reader #dazai x reader #bsd kunikida x reader #Kunikida x reader #bsd atsushi x reader #atsushi nakajima x reader #atsushi x reader #bsd chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader

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dulceateez · 3 years

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𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞

𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨 ◌ 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

after being away from you for months, he’s excited to have you sit next to him with your legs on his lap as he taps away new melodies on your thighs. even the silence that surrounds you two is comfortable--a warm feeling in the air. he laughs along with your laughter, even if he doesn’t know what’s so funny, he gasps when you gasp and he listens attentively to your recaps on drama. to him, the numbers on the clock doesn’t mean anything as you both continue to sit in the dimly lit studio in your own worlds but joined together through the mutual love that floats in the air. he breaks the silence first. leaning over to kiss your forehead, he brings you closer and places headphones over your ears to listen to his next big hit.

𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘸𝘢 ◌ 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦

you hear the words “i made you a little something” fall from his lips a bit too often. he's always cutting up some fresh fruit and plating it on a platter for you to snack on while you study, never forgetting to leave a kiss on your cheek when he exits. whenever you stay up too late because of work or studying, he wakes up extra early to make you a fueling breakfast to prepare you for the day. he’ll often do chores/tasks you hate doing for you so you don’t have to stress about it. he's the type of partner to wake up before you do and turn the heater on in your car during the winter time. he’s ready to show you his love is true though the everyday actions that he does with love on his mind.

𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘰 ◌ 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨

being a bit shy with his words and being physically affectionate with anyone that gives him attention, he’s able to express his love with the act of giving gifts. sometimes they’re flashy gifts, like the time he bought you a beautiful gold necklace with a real gemstone that matches the color of your eyes, or they’re craft gifts that warm your heart, a roll paper with a long love letter. he’s always giving you some gift, from the most expensive to free. when he’s away on tour, he buys you a stuff animal from every country/state he visits. even on a simple walk around the city or countryside he’s thinking about you and collects all the tiny flowers that he comes across to bring you a handpicked bouquet. gift giving isn’t reserved for special dates, it’s spontaneous but aways expected.

𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 ◌ 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

he lays in bed with you, your head laying on his chest as you play with his fingers that dangle over your face. his ears are perked and eyes stare at you lovingly while he listens to you rant about your day to him. you include all of the pointless details, sidetrack from the main point, jump from subject to subject, and still, he sits through it all and studies every facial expression you make. then the roles change, you play with his hair with his head on your lap as he talks about his day of training and how you make his days better. the blush that creeps onto your cheeks causes his own face to turn a shade of pink.

𝘴𝘢𝘯 ◌ 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

sometimes, all one needs is a few words of encouragement and reassurance. you find yourself picking up your cellphone and calling your boyfriend to shyly tell him about a project or a certain grade just to hear him praise you with a loving sing-song voice. he never assumes anything; he knows that you know that he loves you and is always proud of you but he takes the time to sit you down and tell you. sometimes he randomly cups your face and look into your eyes with a loving stare and tells you “you’ll never understand how crazy i am over you.” this boy is so deeply in love with you that he needs to tell you every second of the day.

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪 ◌ 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩

your hands...oh your hands. he loves holding them, kissing them, playing with them, drawing on them, being loved by your hands. and, he loves his own hands as well. he loves how his hands can hold you, protect you, bring you happiness and pleasure, his hands can tell you how much he loves you when his words fail to. touching you is his way of adoring you. his arms caressing your body when you lay next to him on the couch late at night to his chin resting on your shoulder when you make him breakfast in the morning. he loves kissing you as well rather it be soft pecks under your eyes or a kiss full of hot passion. no matter what it is, his touch resonates on your body for days to come, each touch leaving you breathless.

𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 ◌ 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩

any and every form of embrace is special. while his touches are something you receive constantly, each of action is different from the last. each time your lips meet to say hello makes you excited for the next time your lips will say goodbye someday. how his arms locks you in with your body makes you feel all warm and fuzzy. he squeezes your hand under the tables and always places a quick peck on the back of your hand when he senses your nerves in public. when he sees you working at your desk he would come up behind you and start massaging your shoulders to relieve pressure. when you lay in his lap he loves to trace every feature on your face. his physical attention can be rough at times with others but with you he treats you so gently.

𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰 ◌ 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦

looking after you from a far is how he shows his love. he doesn’t come out and tell you all the things he has done for you nor does he make his acts of service obvious. he does small things that take huge weight from off your shoulders. rather it be making appointments for you, ordering you food and drinks, putting your favorite blanket in the dryer so its nice and warm for when you come home, or putting newly bought beverages in the fridge to make it cool for dinner. if he has the time, he’ll clean your room up and place all your missing items in the place where they should be. he does all of this out of love with no expectations of any praise or gifts. maybe to others it sucks going unnoticed but that’s what he wants, to not make a big deal out of the kind things he does for you because “you do these things when you truly love someone.”

◌ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 ◌ cute moments with boyfriend!ateez

◌ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌ @blaqpinksthetic @tinkerbellwoo @choielyssa @akaatsura @ddeonghwva

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strawberryspence · 3 years

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A Dinner and A Future

Fluff | Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer just wants your first date to be perfect and surprisingly, it goes really well.

Word Count: 3,7k.

Warnings: some cursing, first date nerves, but that's it. just pure mindless fluff.

Writer’s Note: Hello! I've been going through a writing dry spell and the thing that solved it was writing this. I've been seeing a lot of edits on tiktok about Spencer's traumas and I just wanted to give him something simple and happy. I was also listening to Kodaline on repeat while reading this, so yeah it's going be hella sappy. Enjoy! <3

Gif is mine. Lesley Smith-Juniment, you have my heart.

Spencer is nervous.

Wait no, scratch that, nervous is not good enough. He was brimming to the edge with worry and queasiness. What other synonyms does nervous have? Spencer was antsy, anxious, perturbed, uneasy, at this point he can recite the whole thesaurus.

Spencer closes his eyes and takes a deep breathe. He can do this. He has waited for this for a long time and he won’t waste it because of burnt pasta.

Okay, he looks back at the note that David Rossi himself wrote in his own special handwriting.

1. Cook 1 pound pasta until Al Dente. Boy Genius, Al Dente should be firm when bitten. You cook it on a boiling water with salt and oil. SALT AND OIL.

2. While that’s cooking, do nothing. LITERALLY DO NOTHING. Watch it. Do the sauce later. In some miraculous way, if you don’t watch the pasta you’ll burn it.

A grin spreads across Spencer’s face as he puts down the paper and reaches for the fettuccine pasta and dropping it on the boiling water (which he measured with measuring cups he borrowed from JJ)

“Okay, now I wait for it to boil.” Spencer stares at the pasta as it cooks. Did he buy enough parmesan cheese? or enough pecorino cheese? Oh no. He looks over the other side of his counter where all the (complete) ingredients sit and he sighs in relief as if he hasn’t checked it 15 times since he started.

The pasta was still cooking and isn’t going to be firm anytime soon. Spencer ponders if he should just cook the sauce while waiting but he knows he’s going to mess it up if he doesn’t give it his undivided attention.

He looks at the watch on his wrist as it ticks to 5:21. He has one hour, thirty nine minutes and forty six seconds. He still has time before the date. The date with you.

It took him nine months, Derek and Emily annoying him to death to just ask the pretty librarian out, one extensive background research from Penelope, two separate talks of the “You deserve to be happy” advice from JJ and Hotch and one lecture about marriage from Rossi to finally ask you out.

He’s kinda annoyed really because he spent so much time thinking about you and thinking of the perfect way to ask you out but he shows up at the library you work at one day with a cup of coffee in hand and his heart on the other.

You didn’t even hesitate. There was no pause to process what he asked, there was no questions following the embarrassing stumbling of the words, “W-will you go have d-dinner with me? L-like a date... Date?” You immediately said yes with a small hop and the biggest smile on your face.

This date has to be perfect. He asked you to come to his apartment at 7. Spencer would’ve picked you up but he was making you a home made dinner and the date was taking place on the rooftop of you apartment, which Penelope and Derek helped him decorate with lights.

He tries the pasta and when its finally firm to the bite, he takes this as his queue to read the paper again. Of course, he can remember all of the instructions but Rossi still wrote it down and reading it calms his nerves.

3. If its cooked, drain your pasta water but leave a little pasta water on the side. Then you can continue.

4. In a pan on MEDIUM heat (just around 2-3 on the stove setting) cook one pound diced pancetta and 1 cup chopped onions in olive. Put this down and chop chop!

Spencer puts the paper down as he follows the instructions to drain the pasta. After he was done with it he puts the pan on the stove and starts chopping up the ingredients he needs.

Cooking is strangely calming. He never thought he’d find it calming. He always found himself burning stuff. So he sticks to the microwaveable meals and fast foods, even if he knows the statistics about these kinds of food.

After finishing the chopping he reaches over the paper and reads it again.

5. Are you done? Okay. Put the chopped stuff on the pan with olive oil and cook it until the pancetta is browned and onions are soft.

He immediately follows the instructions written. The onion and pancetta create a silent hiss as it hits the pan. As it cook he looks down again.

6. That’s going to take a while, so leave it but stay by its side. I am giving you permission to do two things at once. Dr. Reid, please be mindful of it.

Spencer rolls his eyes before proceeding to #7.

7. Combine the two cheeses. Then divide it in half. Then pour the half into 4 egg YOLKS. Just yolks! The yellow ones! Then beat it lightly until its really combined.

He has already separated the egg yolks from the whites (a job he didn’t think would be that hard but was surprisingly very hard) before he started cooking. He adds the combination of cheeses to the eggs and lightly beats it as he watches the pan of onions and pancetta sizzle.

When done with the egg and cheese combo, he gives the pan a stir before looking back down.

8. Is the egg done? Yes? Good. Is the pancetta and onion good? Yes? Good.

9. Okay, now you put your pasta in the pancetta pan.

10. REMOVE IT FROM THE HEAT! REMOVE IT!

Spencer follows the instructions to the T. He puts the pasta on the pancetta, gives it a stir and immediately removes it from the heat. He sighs in relief. He hasn’t burned anything yet.

11. You haven’t burned anything yet? I am proud of you.

12. Now, pour the egg mixture into the pan and toss the pasta until coated. TOSS IT GENTLY. If you’re scared use tongs.

13. Pour about 1/4 cup of the pasta water I told you to set aside earlier. You don’t have to pour all 1/4 cup, just until you get the creaminess you want.

Spencer reaches over the nearest tongs. He’s not going to toss anything tonight that involves pastas or pans. He’s taking the safe road because he wants everything to be perfect.

14. Add the rest of your cheese! Toss some more and then add salt and pepper as NEEDED!

15. You can serve it with parsley.

16. Now, go take a shower and change into some cleaner clothes.

17. Just be you and have fun, Spencer. Goodluck! :)

Spencer smiles as he puts the paper down and makes the finals touches to the pasta. He starts doing what was instructed and it surprisingly, ends up in the perfect texture. Just like the one he tasted when Rossi had a pasta night.

He was proud of himself as he takes it off the stove and makes sure that all the stoves are turned off. There was this report he read in 2018, that cooking and leaving the stove open was the leading cause of home fires.

He takes the food, puts it into a fancy tupperware (another thing he borrowed from JJ) and puts it in the microwave. He cleans up a little and stuffs the pans and pots to the dishwasher, because you are coming in his apartment even for a second.

He starts getting himself ready for the date with a shower. As the warm water glides through his body he thinks of how funny life could be.

Spencer first meets you in the library. He has not slept well in weeks so instead he opts to go to the library to get some reading done. But as soon as he sits in one of the (surprisingly) comfortable leather chairs, its as if sleep knocks him out. It wasn’t until the closing time that you wake him up and he thinks that you were an angel sent for him. This elicits a giggle from you.

“I am sorry, I am not an angel. I am just the librarian and we’ve been close for over an hour now. I just didn’t want to wake you up. You looked like you really needed that sleep.” Spencer immediately jumps to his feet as he apologizes profusely to the kind librarian, “Oh, it’s okay! Don’t say sorry. I was also reading so I didn’t mind the peace and quiet.”

That’s how Spencer meets you. He comes back a few days later after a case with coffee, croissant and an apology. You immediately become friends and thats how all of this started. Spencer finds himself falling in love with the kind, gorgeous, clever librarian faster than he expected.

Every week after that, Spencer comes to the library with pastries and coffees for his favourite librarian and every week, you welcome Spencer with a warm smile and a new book for him to read. He can read it in one sitting but he reads it in the slowest pace he could so it can last for a week.

Spencer comes out the shower and stares at his closet. Should he go casual or formal? Casual or formal? Its just dinner, he’s chill and casual is the way. He picks one of the few plaid shirts that he has and puts it on with a white shirt underneath. He tries to brush his hair, it sits for a moment before it starts curling again. He cringes but leaves it be.

Spencer proceeds to the kitchen to start packing the food into a wicker basket (that he also borrowed from JJ, he basically borrowed her whole kitchen). He packs the utensils in a table napkin that comes with the basket. The main course for the date was the carbonara, and the dessert was a tiramisu Penelope made.

He reaches over his sofa where the bouquet of paper flowers are. He made it a few nights ago with Penelope’s help. He stayed up to make more of it with old books he found in the BAU.

Because what kind of flowers is the best flowers for librarians? Origami flowers made with old book pages.

He shouldn’t be nervous. You’ve been friends for all the months that he didn’t have enough courage to ask you out. You’ve taken trips to old bookstores together for book hunting. This shouldn’t be different from your other trips.

The pitter patter of rain against his window takes him out of his thoughts.

“Shit! Is it raining!?” Spencer yelps, before opening the closed curtains. Beads of water runs down his windows and if its any other day he would love it. But not tonight, when he planned a rooftop date. He cringes as he thinks of the fairy lights hanged up and the table set up that is probably soaked now.

“Don’t panic. Don’t panic. Think, Spencer, think.” Spencer thinks fast. He finds the extra table cloth that JJ gave him because “Just in case.” He reminds himself to buy her a bottle of wine as a thank you. He places it in his small kitchen table before taking the utensils out of the basket and placing it on the table in a fancy way.

Candles. Does he have candles? Spencer scrambles around his kitchen, like a chicken without its head, looking for candles and he finds it underneath the kitchen sink. He lights some of it up and props it into some glasses (he doesn’t have a candle holder he realizes after lighting it up).

With the lights dimmed down leaving the light from the window and the light from the candles, his dark apartment gives off a romantic, kind of comfortable, vibes. It was kind of perfect because with the books on his shelves and the lighting, it actually has the same vibes a library gives off.

He was ready now, bouquet of paper flowers in hand. He can’t believe how smooth things are going, minus the damn rain. Only thing that’s missing is you.

A knock comes to the door and he instantly opens it. There you were, hair a bit wet and messed up from the rain.

His future was bundled up in a cozy cardigan and a pair of jeans right in front of his eyes and he didn’t even know it.

“Hi.” Spencer smiles.

“Hi.” You smile.

“A little to the right. No. No. Too much right, now give it a little bit to the left.” You sigh, your hand under your chin, “No, no, baby, its crooked.”

“Love, can we do this later? The pancetta is going to burn.” Spencer laughs as he climbs down the ladder with the frame.

“But you said you’ll help me with putting up the frames!” You pout at him, Spencer chuckles before kissing your nose, “I know but you also asked for my famous carbonara and I can’t do both at the same time.”

“Hmmm. I still don’t think you can call it yours when its originally Dave’s.” You follow him to the kitchen, zigzagging through the boxes of books you’ve both barely opened.

“What he doesn’t know, won’t kill him.” He winks at you before giving the pancetta and onions a stir.

“It already smells good, love.” You snake your arms through his waist and lean your head on his back. Spencer lets go of the spatula and spins around to face you.

“Thank you, sweetheart. Go unbox some of the books and I’ll call you when its cooked so we can fix the frames. Okay?” Spencer kisses the top of your head and lets you go.

You walk out of the kitchen to the hallway full of boxes full of books. You chuckle as you open the nearest box and its just full of chemistry books. You push it to the room where Luke, Derek and Spencer has built shelves for all of your books. An olive green couch sits in the corner beside the built in fireplace.

Hmmm. This is your home library but as a former librarian the dewey decimal is calling you. But then again, the books you and Spencer have doesn’t have classifications on them. You began unpacking the chemistry books and placing it on the shelf. You can hear the distinct hiss of the pan and Spencer humming Kodaline’s The One.

You push in another box from the hallway to the room and its another one of Spencer’s, this one full of philosophy books. You start unpacking it to the shelf below the chemistry books before stopping as you pull out a book that doesn't belong with the philosophy books. A smile graces your face as your hands glides unto it. It was the book Spencer bought for you on your first anniversary.

The Peter Pan cover is a bit tattered, it was an older edition he found in your favorite old bookstore. You open the book and Spencer’s messy writing greets you with nostalgia.

“We are most alive when we are in love. Thank you for making me feel alive everyday for the past year. Happy Anniversary, love. I live a full life as I love you fully.”

You smile at the book before hugging it to your chest. You sigh deeply as you looked around the room and how it felt so surreal to be in the new home you share with Spencer.

“Love, I am finish. Come meet me in the hallway!” You leave the book on the shelf as you hear Spencer calling you.

“Are you helping me with the frames?” You clap, excited to finally put up the frames. Spencer smiles as he sees you excited to put up the pictures.

“Yes, okay you need to tell me if they’re straight okay?” He instructs before climbing the ladder.

“To the right, just a bit. Oh! Perfect!” You scramble to reach for another frame as he comes down the ladder to move it, “Here! This one.” He climbs again and you instruct him with directions for the frame again.

After a few more frames, he finally comes down and looks at the frames you asked to be put up.

“It’s pretty, isn’t it?” Spencer smiles down at you and gives your cheek a kiss as he wraps his hands around your waist, “It is. Thank you for framing them.”

The frames comes in different shapes and forms, the biggest one in the middle is the picture of your wedding day. Your wedding took place in a library you immediately fell in love with when looking for places to get married at.

In the picture, you were smiling, your head rested on Spencer's shoulder as he reads a Harry Potter book he found in the kids section. It was a candid moment, both of you running to the back of the shelves to get a moment to yourselves after the wedding and the photographer snapped it before leaving the two of you in peace.

Beside it are pictures with the team on the wedding day, some on thanksgiving, christmas, new year with the BAU team, some with your family, some with Diana and in the corner is a shadow box containing the paper bouquet that Spencer gave you on your first date, the same exact flowers that was in your hands as you walk down the aisle to him.

“So, how's the first six months of officially being a Reid-Y/L/N?” Spencer teases as he lets you go from the back hug to face you and you roll your eyes at him, “Oh very hard. They hear Reid and they immediately expect greatness.”

Spencer laughs, “Same as the last name Y/L/N.” This time your the one who laughs at his statement, “Uhhh. I am not the one with 3 PhDs and 3 BAs.”

“And I am not the one whose a New York Times best selling author.” Spencer laughs even more when he sees your nose crinkles, making his heart dance and swell in glee.

“Hey, let’s dance.” He takes your arms and leaves it on his shoulders as he wraps his arms on your waist.

“We don’t have music, you silly goofy boy.” Spencer rolls his eyes at the endearment used, “I’ll sing.” He hushes you down.

“You make my heart feel like it's summer when the rain is pouring down.” Spencer’s singing voice was soft and sweet in the edges. Most nights you lull him to sleep with your humming to keep the monsters at bay and some days, his better days, he’s the one who sings and these were the days you treasure the most.

“You make my whole world feel so right when it's wrong, that's how I know you are the one... That’s how I know you are the one.” He sways you to the gentle buzz of his voice. You close your eyes as he sings the same song he sings to your ears on the dance floor for you first dance as a married couple.

“When we are together, you make me feel like my mind is free and my dreams are reachable hmmm.” Spencer hums as he runs his hands on your back. Your head on his chest and your ear listening to the way his heart is beating for you.

“You know I never ever believed in love, I believed one day that you would come along and free me.” Spencer feels at ease as he sways and sings, knowing that he’ll have you in his arms for the rest of his life.

The song ends but you and Spencer continue to sway to the music of silence.

“Can you believe its been 4 years since our first date?” Spencer asks, in disbelief of how fast time is running when he’s with you. You pull away from his chest so you can face him. You find a small spark in Spencer’s eyes as he thinks fondly of the night.

“Really? 4 years since our first date got rained on and Penelope cried because we broke all her fairy lights?” Spencer laughs before protesting, “Hey! I paid for that!”

"4 years later and I still can't get enough of that damn carbonara." Spence cackles, like an evil villain, "Don't tell Rossi that I stole his recipe for my beautiful partner."

"4 years later and I am still completely in love with you." Spencer smiles as he leans down to place a small kiss on your temple.

"4 years since I almost completely lost my mind because I was so nervous about our date." You roll your eyes, "Love, our first date was perfect. We've had this debate how many times now?"

"19 times." Spencer answers and you pinch his nose before looking around the room that’s still full of unopened boxes, “See. We should probably eat lunch and unpack. Why do we even have so many boxes of books?”

“Honey, you were a librarian and you are a writer. I am a professor and FBI agent that can read 20,000 words per minute.” Spencer answers as he looks around the unpacked house.

You smile fondly at him before standing on your tiptoes a bit to reach him and give him a kiss and he immediately steadies you with his hands. Kissing you was intoxicating and Spencer loves every bit of it. You only pull away when the kiss finally takes away your breathe.

“I love you, Spence.” You smile as you hold his face in your hands, “I love you more, sweetheart.” He smiles at you as you untangle yourself from him.

“Let’s eat your famous carbonara and unpack the rest of our house. It doesn’t really feel like home when all we can see is boxes.” You giggle before dragging him to the kitchen, making Spencer sit on the island as you prepare the pasta he cooked. Spencer watches you as you sing and dance through the kitchen in one of his old cardigans.

He doesn’t say anything but you were wrong. Home is not four walls with unpacked boxes and hundreds of books.

Home was when you showed up bundled in a cardigan, wet from the rain for your first date with him and home is still you, four years later, bundled up in his old cardigans and singing songs that magically fills and heals the crevices of his heart.

the recipe i copied for the famous carbonara!

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sunghun · 3 years

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enhypen pranking you

requested; yes!

warnings; some cursing??

note; help i feel like this took forever to write 😭 and i literally have no excuses other than procrastination and the fact that i couldn’t think of pranks for like half the boys. hopefully my next post won’t take as long...

unedited so apologies for any mistakes/typos!!

희승 | heeseung;

okay i feel like heeseung would be the guy to go on reddit and be like “how can i prank my s/o without making them cry or get angry”

will absolutely research until he finds the perfect prank

he decides on the one where you wipe off your s/o’s kisses bc like

that’s a relatively harmless prank right??

if only he knew

so later that day when you two meet up you give him a kiss on the cheek like always

and he just . wipes it off

you can tell he’s kinda trying to be discreet about it

and at first you’re kinda confused by it

but then figured maybe you accidentally put too much chapstick on and left some on his cheek

bc you know. that can happen

but then throughout the day he just?? keeps wiping them off???

eventually you can’t take it anymore

“alright lee heeseung what the fuck is your problem”

immediately he knows he’s screwed up

like you used his government name and everything

“i might’ve been.....idk.....pranking you. or something.”

“😐😐😐”

never tries anything like that again

who knew you could be so scary?

제이 | jay;

okay it took me like 8 years to think of a prank jay would do

but i feel like he might try the “pretending to talk bad about my s/o in another language” thing

like one day when you and him were just having a casual little date

he gets a ‘phone call’

and he’s just like “hey babe do u mind if i take this? sunghoon said he needed to talk about smth”

“ofc baby go ahead 🤗”

and so it begins

the first time you didn’t even realize he said your name

so the next time he like . overemphasized it

and yeah it got your attention it also made you suspicious as hell

his first mistake

you looked at him questioningly thinking that maaaaybe you were being dramatic and he was just trying to get ur attention

but he just ignored you and kept talking

and you kept hearing your name Very clearly

and you can see jay discreetly glancing at you to see your reaction

which just confirms that it’s a prank

and you’re pretty sure you know which one he was trying to do

so after like ten minutes with absolute no reaction from you

jay finally hangs up

and you’re just like “did u have fun pretending to trash-talk about me to sunghoon?”

he just freezes for a second

bc damn he did not expect you to figure it out that quick

but then he just wraps his arm around ur shoulders and grins

“typical y/n. sucking the fun out of everything.”

you’re about to protest

but then he gives you a very sweet kiss

so all is forgiven ❤️

for now

제이크 | jake;

i’m sure we’ve all seen those videos of someone calling their significant other by their name instead of a pet-name or smth

so naturally jake decided to try it on you

bc. ya know.

he only ever calls you cutsey nicknames and shit

his friends like to tease him abt forgetting your name because like. literally he never calls you by it.

but it’s okay because you never call him by his either

bUT anyways

one day when you two were just chilling at your place watching movies and stuff

and you were in the kitchen making some popcorn

so he just goes for it

“hey Y/N can you bring me some water?”

he has to stop himself from losing it at the way you just freeze

“i didn’t know we were back on that level, JAEYUN.”

oh shit

is literally the 😦 emoji

was not expecting the uno reverse card

makes up for it as soon as you sit back down

kisses all over your face and calls you the most ridiculous names.

“i’m sorry my lovely sugarbear, sweetie-pie, pumpkin, baby boo.”

he’s just lucky you didn’t bring him a glass of ice and tell him to wait <3

성훈 | sunghoon;

recently, you got a box from ur mom that was full of all your favorite snacks that you couldn’t get in korea

and you were like . so excited

which is why sunghoon, your lovely but slightly evil boyfriend

decided to play a prank on you

you had been gushing to him about how excited you were to have some of them when you got home from work/classes

and so he decided to hide them

later when you went to get them you almost had a heart attack when you couldn’t find them

“hey babe have seen those snacks my mom sent?”

“oh you mean those odd looking ones? yeah the guys came over earlier and we kinda finished them off. sorry hon.”

now

sunghoon was absolutely ready for you to get mad

he was prepared for shouting and maybe even having a pillow thrown his way

what he was not prepared for was your face falling and tears to start welling up in your eyes

“o-oh. okay.”

“wait y/n-“

but you had already started crying

which might seem like an overreaction but like

you’d had a really shitty day

and looking forward to those snacks and cuddling with your boyfriend was the only thing keeping you going

and you just couldn’t help it :(

“y/n, baby i’m sorry please stop crying.”

runs as fast as he can to where he hid them and brings them back to you

“look, see? i was just pranking you.”

promises that he won’t ever do something like that again

bc he hates seeing you cry :/

선우 | sunoo;

it took me so long to think of a prank sunoo would do 😭

but after some careful consideration

i think he would do smth like give you really salty cookies just to see how you react

like are you gonna tell him they’re awful in a nice way or will you just tell him straight up that they taste like crap??

is so obvious about it tho

“hey y/n wanna try these cookies i made with love just for you~?”

watches your reaction very closely when you take the first bite

he can tell that you’re trying so hard not to make a face

“wow, babe. these are uh, really good. thank you so much!”

wait what

are you.....trying to spare his feelings???

“are you sure? they’re not too salty or anything?”

“nope! i love them!”

did you just take another bite???

this time you can’t hide the grimace quite as well tho 😭

at his blank look you try to take another bite

but he stops you before you can poison yourself anymore

“babe you weren’t supposed to pretend to like them i know they’re awful 🤦‍♂️”

is very touched that you would eat a cookie that is like half salt just for him <3

정원 | jungwon;

okay don’t @ me but i feel like jungwon would just like . try to ignore you

like he saw someone on youtube doing it and their s/o was being super affectionate and cute trying to get their attention

and he’s just like.....😏 hmm.....

so he tries it out the next time you come over to his place

and you’re just . so confused??

bc aside from him opening the door to let you in

your usually sweet and cuddly boyfriend is acting like you’re not even here??

you start trying to get his attention with snuggles and cheek kisses and bringing him something to eat/drink

but the boy won’t budge

and now you’re paranoid

did you do something wrong??

is he really upset????

finally you can’t take it

and you come up to him a little watery eyed

“i don’t know what i did, but i’m sorry. i’ll try not to do it again.”

literally breaks his heart in two 💔

immediately apologizes and tells you that it’s a prank

and then cuddles you the rest of the night without letting go <3

니키 | niki;

one day while watching random youtube videos

niki got the stupid brilliant idea to pretend that he was gonna break up with you

of course he had to wait for the right timing and whatnot

and that seemed to be just a few days later

the two of you planned to play video games and watch some movies

and that seemed like the perfect time to do it

so a few minutes after he got to your place

and you two had just sat down on the sofa

he turned to you all serious and said

“y/n. i hate to do it like this, but i can’t keep it in any longer. i think we should break up.”

“oh thank God.”

wait what

why did you sound.....relieved???

“wh-what?

“yeah i was actually planning on breaking up with you, but you beat me to it! nice one, bro.”

niki frowns

“y/n this isn’t funny.”

“oh but it would’ve been funny if you did it to me?”

yeah turns out jake found out about his little prank and tipped you off

omg but once niki realizes that you’re not actually dumping him he just kinda.....crushes you into a hug

“i’m so sorry you’re right it isn’t funny please don’t leave me.”

the rest of the day is spent much more calmly after you two vow to only play harmless pranks on each other.

#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x you

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tendousthoughts · 3 years

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HQ Boys Thinking Their S/O Left Them Pt. 2

Character(s) included: Tsukishima & Ushijima

Warning(s): Cursing

Song of the day: Love The Way You Lie by Eminem

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Tsukishima

So the argument was your fault. The ‘harmless’ joke made its way to be more effective than you imagined. So maybe it wasn’t as funny as you thought to pour water on his head as soon as he got through the door. But it wasn’t your fault for not knowing he was having a tough day already.

“Baby.. please.. kei, I am sorry..” you whispered softly as you followed him in. You could tell he was angry. After all he just wanted to rest and now you just fucked everything up. “Kei.. please.” He turned to you.

“What?” He was drenched and tried to not let his attitude show. He just wanted to take a shower and go to bed.

“I didn’t mean to upset you.. it was just supposed to be a harmless prank..” you muttered softly now avoiding his eyes. They felt like they were burning holes into you.

“Oh wow so funny!” He looked at you. Now making eye contact you can feel the hints of venom in his voice. “It’s so fucking funny. You know sometimes I wonder if I ever did the shit you do to me back to you how would you react? I mean after all it’s just a fucking harmless prank! Do you ever just fucking think for a moment, ‘fuck maybe that’s not a good idea?’ Or no? I mean is you brain so fucking small and your so fucking dumb to the point you don’t have a good thought in there?!” His voice was loud, deep, and annoyed. You could almost see the hatred seeping from each word. You looked to the ground and took his hurtful and harmful words.

It was your fault after all.

After a moment he looked down at you, getting out everything he needed to say, well almost everything. “It fucking sucks to put up with you sometimes. I hope you know your fucking lucky.” There he went, finally finishing his bitter words. He left slamming the door behind him as he started the shower. The warm tears that you had been holding in now finally making their way out.

After grabbing a jacket, phone, wallet, and keys you leave. Feeling terrible that he had to put up with you. Locking the door as you left you decided to take a walk. It was cold and dark. It was a terrible idea to have, but there wasn’t much more that you could do.

After he finished his shower he got out looking for you. He had sorta realized the weight of his words. He knew he went too far.

After about five minutes he realized you were nowhere in sight. He changed and grabbed his phone. “Pick up..” he muttered, calling you. It was too cold for you to be out, let alone it was too dark.

You looked down at your phone and just ignored the call, scared to be yelled at again. It was freezing, now coming to the realization that you should have brought a bigger jacket. You head to a nearby ramen place to eat.

On his side he is freaking the fuck out. “Fuck fuck..” he muttered softly. He tried calling you again and to his surprise you picked up. “Y/n where are you?” He seems upset.

“Don’t worry about it.. just get some rest okay? Night.” You’re almost about to hang up where he starts talking again. He is frantic and you can tell he is extremely worried.

“Y/n please. It’s dark and cold and I don’t want you getting lost or anything worse please..” he mumbled softly. He is trying not to seem overbearing.

“I’ll be okay. Goodnight.” You hang up. Not to your surprise he calls you about five times as you order something to go for the both of you. After about twenty minutes you start to walk back. It’s pitch black and freezing. You put the bag on your arm and zip up your thin jacket. Now holding onto your phone on flashlight with one hand and with the other the soup trying to keep warm. It takes you another fifteen minutes to arrive and you open the door.

Tsukishima was waiting by the door. It was quite late so you bit your lip and closed the door after. In that time Tsukishima’s arms are already tightly around you. His eyes were red and puffy and it was clear he had been crying.

“I told you to get some rest, Kei..” you whispered softly, unsure why he was up. Kinda glad that the ramen did go to waste though.

“I am sorry.. I’m sorry.. I’m sorry..” he started to cry again holding you tight. You were cold to the touch and to be honest if it weren’t for what he said earlier you would probably be really enjoying this.

“It’s okay.. I got some dinner..” you whisper breaking away from his grasp as you sit at the table him following after. He wiped away the tears sitting in front of you. He felt like shit. As you place the food in front of him he gives a weak thank you, which you just shake your head to and start eating.

After dinner you get up putting your dishes away. Getting ready for bed after. As you finish brushing your teeth and changing. You are met with his long warm arms around you once again. He missed you all day, and didn’t want you to be distant any longer. “I’m sorry y/n..” he whispered softly, tears rolling down his face.

“It’s okay kei.. don’t worry I know you didn’t, it was my fault anyway..” you muttered softly. “I’m sorry baby..” you wipe away his tears. “I didn’t mean to worry you okay..?” He just holds on tighter and shakes his head gently, picking you up. He decides to carry you to the room you two share. As he holds you, you whisper nothing but sweet words of love, trying to comfort him.

When he lays down you gently hold him. He clears his throat ready to apologize more. “Y/n.. I really didn’t mean any of that okay..? I really love you so much and I’m the lucky one. You’re so considerate and shit and you were just trying to play a prank but I had a really shitty day and just didn’t react well.. I’m sorry..” he whispered softly. His head is buried into the crevice between your shoulder and head. It was clear he was upset.

“Baby it’s okay.. don’t worry I know you didn't mean too.. it was my fault.." you whisper softly. His arms tighten around you holding you close. "I should have known it wasn't a good idea and just didn’t do it. Instead I decided to do it and then leave.. making you worried and stuff.. So I'm sorry.." you whispered softly.

He just shakes his head and smiles softly. "Okay.. I love you Y/n," he muttered softly as he closed his eyes. Quite tired from such a stressful day.

"I love you too Kei," you muttered back, staying up until you’re sure he is peacefully asleep. When you are sure, you drift to sleep. You are safe here. You are safe in his arms, being loved by him. This is where you are meant to be, forever.

Ushijima

Practice was shit. He missed almost everything that came his way, and to be honest it was getting to him. He was quite pissed seeing you with some other guy. No matter what or who they were, they weren’t him. That’s all that mattered. You were laughing and smiling with them and he was upset. So of course he would be off his game. Who wouldn’t? You were the person everyone wanted. Ushijima was lucky to be your boyfriend let alone even talk to you.

But the same could be said about Ushijima. He was known everywhere and you got jealous too at times. I mean who wouldn’t when he got gifts every time he entered a match. He barely talked to you then too, because he thought you would be too ‘distracting.’ So in the end you normally would sit in the back and chat with a few people but tried to stay focused. Today was different. It was a practice not a game. So you didn’t mind not paying attention.

Once practice ended you were met with Ushijima’s tall form in front of you. “Oh hey baby,” you smiled getting up. He doesn’t look too happy and gives the guy a stare that makes him almost immediately leave.

“Who’s he?,” he looked down at you again. You’re shorter than him but to be honest he loves it. He loves the fact that he can tease you with kisses or the fact he can pick you up.

“I just met him. He is pretty cool, turns out he was in one of my old classes.” You smile a bit.

“Oh. Okay let’s go.” He muttered softly. Now expecting a kiss on the head before you two leave you wait. It takes a moment before you realize you’re not getting one so you just follow after him.

“How was practice..” you ask when you guys get in the car. It was quiet and you didn’t like that. It was too quiet.

“You would have known if you were watching.” He was brief and quick with his answers. “It went bad.”

You shake your head softly and when you guys get back into the house it’s no better. Now deciding to break the silence once more. “What’s wrong baby..” you look at him. Something’s off. Completely off.

He looks to you maybe for the first time, in what.? Half an hour an hour of being in the same car. Whatever it was it didn’t matter, it was too long.

“I don’t know why you have to come to my practices and just distract me the whole time.” He doesn’t think about what to say before he does.

“What..? I didn’t run up to you like usual and I stayed in the back like you like! What do you mean ‘distract’ you?” You look at him confused.

“Maybe you shouldn’t come then. It seems like everywhere you have to just be in my way. Let alone you just bring people with you.” He looks annoyed and maybe you should just drop it. But you can’t. You did nothing wrong.

“What? I stayed out of your fucking way! I didn’t ask to come. You asked me too! It’s not like I begged you to come and then was up in your face the whole time. Like your so-called fans! They were up in your face the whole fucking time trying to give you gifts and shit! But ya I’m the distracting one!” You looked annoyed. Upset. Pissed off. Whatever you wanna call it.

“Really? Really? We wanna go there now? It’s not like every fucking time we walk the halls together someone doesn’t come up to say hello to you! Or asks if your fucking free, I mean it’s not like your with me or anything.” You can tell he is mad. But it isn’t your fault.

“Yes really! You have fucking people wait by the gates of the school for you. I mean that’s what I get for dating you right? I get a bunch of girls following my boyfriend, I get called a distraction when I come up to you and get called a distraction when I’m away from you. I don’t know what to fucking do at this point!” You can feel yourself tear up. This is fucked up.

“Wow. Of course. All my fucking fault. Mhm just blame it all on me. You know what fuck you, and fuck your high horse.” He slams the shared room’s door closed. You don’t say anything, deciding to just leave. You grab your stuff and close the door. It’s a bit chilly and you’re glad you grabbed a jacket. It wasn’t weird for you two to fight let alone get on each other’s nerves. But when it’s going good, it’s going great.

You leave heading to a friend’s house and stay the night. Unsure how you fucking feel at this point. What the fuck was up with him? You just tried to stay in your fucking lane. It hurts. It fucking hurts to be called a distraction. Maybe he didn’t get that. But you knew he did. He wasn’t that dumb. He wasn’t that fucking dense like everyone else thought. You knew he wasn’t. That was one of his worst insecurities and you knew it.

The next day you were dropped off at school and we’re surprised to see Ushijima waiting. You bit your lips walking right past him. You could see the hurt in his eyes. He had eye bags and his eyes were red and swollen. He seemed like he had been crying, you felt bad. But at the same time you didn’t. You needed him to understand how much you were hurt by his words.

When lunch came around he was waiting at the door of your classroom and you bit your lip. “Do you need something?” You ask. It took him a moment before he shook his head.

“Can we please talk.. I’m sorry..” he muttered softly. He was clearly still upset by yesterday’s fight and so were you.

“Okay. It’s fine I’m sorry too,” you look up now, his big arms were wrapped tightly around you. He sniffled softly as he was already tearing up again.

“I didn’t mean any of that.. you’re not a distraction and I love you so much baby..” he whispered softly. “I was just jealous and shit..” he muttered softly. “I don’t like it when you hang out with others and stuff and I know it’s not fair.. I just get worried you will like them more and just leave..” he whispered softly finally opening up.

“Hey look at me..” you whisper gently, taking your hands and wrapping them around his cheeks. “I won’t do that to you.. I love you so much, okay?” He shakes his head.

“I love you too y/n..” he muttered softly. He was tired and you could tell. Once you reached the cafeteria you sat next to him and he laid his head on your shoulder.

A soft laugh made its way out as you held him. God you love him. Nothing could ever change that. No matter any fight. You loved him and he loved you. That’s all that would ever matter.

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oldonenow · 3 years

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Naughty Halloween

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Fem!reader x Bakugou x Kirishima

Warning: Dubcon,sexual themes,dom!bakukiri,sub! Reader,oral,anal,deep throat,slut calling,spanking,begging,hardcore,and just a mean Bakugou!

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“Hmmm what should I wear? Do you like this better or this one?.” The two boys sat in the bed while glaring at the two dresses you hold up. One of them was a red short dress and the other one was a black short dress but would show more then just your cleavage. The dress would hug your body and show all your beautiful curves especially your ass! You would look so-

“No. Not the black one.” An angry Bakugou choked out. Even if he tried to act tuff,You could still see the slight blush on his cheeks.

“Oh come on you don’t even know how it looks on me!” You said frustrated. You already knew which dress you wanted to have on the Halloween party. You had already decide but still wanted to ask them what they thought. They are your boyfriends after all and have been in a while now. You knew they could easily get jealous but still you wanted to tease them a little.

“No. You not going out in that dress. All the other guys is going to look at you and your body and not going to keep their mouth shut.” He stood up from the position he was sitting on and took his hands in his pockets. “You know how angry I would be if one of those dick heads even lean a finger on you. So it’s a NO. Come on take the red dress and let’s go” he finally spoke before stomping out of the bedroom.

“I-I’m with Bakugou there,maybe you should just take the red one babe” the red hair male said with a awkward laugh in the end. You let out a loud sigh before going to the bathroom to change.

You looked at the two dresses. The red one was beautiful but not as much as the black one. So you took the black one and change to it quickly. I’m mean what are they gonna do?

It was after all a Halloween party so the meaning of it was that everyone was going to dress up to someone or something. Bakugou was suppose to be an werewolf but then decided to just take a black expensive suit and so did Kirishima.

They looked really good so it was only fair! You also bought a diadem with two horns to symbolize the Devil’s. You looked you self in the mirror and pushed up you boobs before leaving the bathroom.

The two boys were already waiting by the front door and when you showed up they suddenly looked like to tomato’s. You smiled at them and got closer.

“Ready to go?” You teased ‘em.

“I-I told you not to wear that dress Y/N!” Bakugou shouted. Kirishima just stood there in silence while his eyes search you body. Damn you looked good.

“Well I did anyways. Now come on I don’t want to be late!”

And with that the three of you took off.

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The amount people there was a huge!

Some people were taking drinks at the bar in the corner of the house and some people stood a side talking to each other. But most of the people were dancing or flirting with another.

The house had two floors. The first floor was were everyone was dancing and the party took place. At the second floor there were two bathrooms and three bedrooms. From the front door you came from the sight of maybe three or four people was upstairs and the rest was downstairs enjoying the party.

You knew some people at the party expect from Bakugou and Kiri. It was Mina,Denki,Uraraka and Izuku or they were the one you knew would come.

You saw Minas pink curly hair in the sea of people. A large smile crept up you face before you made your way to her. And leaved the two boys for now.

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“Fuck I fucking knew she would look hot in that dress” bakugou hummed for himself but loud enough for Kiri to hear. “Yeah man,and she’s all ours” he said with a smile. The two boys were glaring at your dancing form from the couch there were sitting on with one beer in their hands. When suddenly-

“Hello there sexy. Want a dance or a ride?.” A man behind you said.

You froze in chock but then turned around to the man. He was a completely stranger from what you knew. “I-um” you were about to say no when you thought how funny it would be to tease your two boyfriends in an other level.

“Sure I can take a dance if you don’t mind” you said with a flirty voice. The stranger smiled and nod at your respond. He took you hand softly and dragged you to another part of the dancing platform. And now the two men could see you perfectly from the couch. To tease them a little extra you got even closer to the stranger.

Bakugou and Kiri knew that you hade been drinking a bit but you still knew what you were doing. How did you have the nerve to even let the man wrap his hand around your waist. And with that Bakugou placed down his drink roughly and quickly stood up and made his way towards you,The same did Kirishima.

You were about to ask the stranger something when two strong arms lifted you up in the air and over a strong shoulder. You knew it was Bakugou.

“Hey what are you-ah” a hard smack landed on your ass cheek. “Be quiet slut”.The words made a shiver while he dragged you upstairs and Kirishima right behind.

Bakugou kicked up the door to one of the bedrooms and threw you on the bed.

Kirishima was quickly closing the door behind him and got closer to you. He was already hard of the thought of fucking you in one of the bedrooms at the party and making you scream from pleasure and pain.

Bakugou quickly hovered over you and cupped one of your breast through the clothing. You could feel his thick member already hard. He got up and sat on on his knees looking down on your small figure.

“Heh really thought we wouldn’t notice hah?. Oi shitty hair how do you think we should punish her?” He let out a small laugh. “Well with that bratty attitude of hers,I think she can earn something in her ass don’t you think?”

A large smile crept up on Bakugou face at Kiri’s thought.

You were already sopping wet and it didn’t help about the thought having two big cocks buried inside you.

Soon Bakugou started searching for the dress’s zipper on the back. When he find it he slowly tolk it down. Bakugou roughly tugged down your dress to reveal your now bare breasts.

Kirishima slowly made his way in to the large bed too,And kissed you roughly. He’s teeth dug down your under lips and let out a grunt.

Bakugou hade already taken off his pants and boxers and reveled his thick cock leaking pre-cum on the head.

“Suck” was the only word he came up with and you waisted no time to do so. You got up on your fours and took one of you hand to stroke it softly before giving the slit a lick and took him in you tight throat.

Kiri got behind you and spread you cheeks apart to reveal you sopping cunt. He’s middle finger immediately stroke you little clit.

”Awww the little slut is already so wet” he said before bending down to lick up you juices.

Chocking and soft moaning filed the room.

You deep throating Bakugou and Kiri eating you up.

You felt your self getting close to your climax when Kiri suddenly stopped.

“Ah ah, not now princess. Maybe later you get to cum” he said with a smile. Bakugou not long after pulled out from you mouth and a string saliva was between your mouth and his cock.

You looked behind you and saw Kiri sitting on the bed and leaned against the headboard. He waved at you to come and sit on his lap. And so you did,Turning around with your ass out and made you comfortable in Kiri’s lap. He didn’t have his pants on by the time so you took you hand and stroked him a bit too.

Bakugou got up behind you and kissed down your neck and a hard smack landed on your ass. A loud moan came out from you throat.

“If it hurt too much just say stop and I’ll stop,okey?” You nodded in respond.

You felt kirishimas cock at you entrance and slowly made his way in you tight pussy.

“Damn that little pussy taking my big fat cock so well!” Kiri whispered in your ear. He’s shaft only slipped in further and further inside you. You could feel Bakugou’s middle finger sliding in you ass before he added another one.

“Must get you nice and ready before I shove it in eh?” Bakugou said with a sarcastic laugh. You could only moan at the friction they were getting you.

Kiri let you cock warm him while Bakugou pumped two fingers fast in your ass. “F-fuck it feels good” you said with a lewd face. “Just you wait until you have two cocks stuffing you full”. The ash blonde haired male said.

After some minutes your ass was nice and ready for Bakugou’s cock. He spread you ass cheeks apart and spit before grabbing his member.

He teased his cockhead at the entrance and slowly pushed in. It did hurt. A lot. You thought Kiri saw that cause he started to play with you tits. Pinching them sometimes and got you nipples nice and hard before sucking at them like a baby that want milk.

You were lucky that Bakugou were the one stuffing your ass full. Fine he was huge but kiri’s was extreme,It was almost like he’s cock didn’t fit inside your cunt.

You felt Bakugou go further inside you and soon he got balls deep. You got some time to adjust both of them and then started moving your hips like signal that they could start moving. You felt Kiri start fist bucking his hips against yours. Not long after Bakugou started moving and slapped your ass hard.The pleasure took over you and all you could do was moaning.

“A-ah this is what you get for m-m messing with us” Bakugou grunted behind you. You could feel Bakugou so deep inside you,And your eyes started crossing and your mouth formed an ‘o’.

“Please! Please go faster oh my gosh!” you cried out. You felt your climax get closer and closer.

“Yeah you want us to go faster then beg more slut” Kiri mound.

“PLEASE,I want you to stuff m-me full of your cum!!” Both of them started moving faster and faster.

“Fuck shitty hair I can feel you!” Bakugou grown. You could feel Bakugou reaching his limit. He’s nails dug into your hips.

“Fuck,Cum on my cock baby,cum!” Kiri said while pumping into you. Your climax finally reached and you came all over he’s cock. Bakugou came not long after inside your ass.

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“God that was good!” Bakugou said out of breath.

“Yeah that was fucking amazing. You did so good for us!” Kiri said with a smile on his face. The three of you were so tired of the intense sex. Your pussy and your ass all stretch out.

“Heh ready for a round two babe,you think you can handle it?” Bakugou said with a grin.

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~🕳 👩‍🦯~

#bnha smut #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku #kiribaku x reader #mha smut #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader

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gliphyartfan · 3 years

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@stars-for-thought @imprisioned-in-the-hole @linked-heroes @ice-cream-writes-stuff

This...wrecked me.

BUT it was a long time coming! Had to cut half of it out cause it grew too long (nearly 6k is still long right?). But I did it! I honestly hope I did it justice!

If not for @yandere-linked-universe, I would have lost all motivation a week ago!

But I was successful!

Still though...heroes and their need to argue...

It wasn't something they've done in a long while.

Gathering around one another.

Not willingly at the least.

Eight of them sitting a fair distance away from the houses, the camp fire being the only source of light for them at this time of night.

Hyrule the last one to arrive, having checked up on (y/n) before arriving at the designated place, so the eight simply sat around the camp fire in silence, stewing in their own thoughts.

When he arrives, informing them of y/n's stable condition, it was then Legend claps his hands and brings their attention to him.

'I think I speak for all of us when I say we need to air out some things.' He would give them all a stern look. 'And let me be clear on the fact that we can't hide anything right now.'

None of them look at each other.

Hyrule nervously agrees but expresses concern over being heard by the nearby houses, more worried at disturbing (y/n) than he was about disturbing the neighbors.

Wind assures him that they wouldn't be heard.

'Mesa doesn't sleep at night cause of the monsters that used to pop up, plus he hates being alone nowadays so he stays with Miss Sue-Belle and her grandpa at night.' Wind explained with a shrug.

'Even if he was there, he's a really heavy sleeper, we could scream at the very top of our lungs all we want and no one would hear us from over here. I've tested it.'

'How convenient.' Wars remarked with a snort but wouldn't make a comment after getting a look from Time.

Before things could become awkward, Legend does not hesitate to be blunt about it.

'We need to stop.' He would say, resting his elbows on his knees.

'Stop what?' Wild mutters.

'All of 'this'.' He's wave his hand towards the group, a scowl on his face.

Wars rolls his eyes.

'Legend, my dear hoarder, you need to be more specif-'

' When was the last time we talked to one another without taking note of eachothers weaknesses?'

Warriors closed his mouth, the group looked at each other, none speaking up with an answer.

'When was the last time we actually shared a space without tension? Covered each other in battle because we were worried instead out of obligation, or just leaving each other to fend for themselves? Or shared our potions willingly?' A sharp smile on his face. 'Or better yet, when was the last time we trusted one another?'

...

No one had anything to say to that.

Legend shook his head, a scowl appearing. 'I'm not dumb, I can see what's in front of me. Whatever trust we forged during our journey is at risk of fading to almost nothing. It's a fucking miracle y/n hasn't noticed us going for each other's throat.

'Okay, that's a bit harsh.' Sky interjected nervously, 'I agree that it's possible things have been...rather tense lately, but I wouldn't say it's that bad.'

Legend leveled a look at him.

'Four, Wild, and Twilight have all scared off at least 12 different people for looking at her recently.'

'It was necessary!' Four exclaimed in defense, Twilight placing a hand on his shoulder keep him from jumping up from his seat, Wild staying in his seat, though his hands tightened into fists. ' We saw the intentions in their eyes! The way they stared at her! They were looking at her like she was food!'

Legend turned the leveled look at the blacksmith.

'All 12? All of them? In the same town? In the same day? He asked with a scoffed, 'Same hour? Half of them women? Oh yes, very dangerous. And it's rather convenient when the Cook joins in and helps you scare them away.'

Four had a sneer on his face but the silent rancher's hand on his shoulder kept him from doing anything else.

Legend watched them for another moment before turning back to Sky.

'Warriors and Hyrule have been awfully careful with keeping any of us from encroaching upon her personal space, either by being the ones to guard her while she's bathing or when she's hurt.'

'What, so that makes us suspicious?' The captain crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at him, Hyrule nervously ducking his head. 'She deserves some space away from you clingy lot! We're just making sure she has it!'

'Funny how you say that when you've been taken advantage of your position to have some alone time with her.' Legend doesn't even look away from the skyloftian as he answers back. 'You know, you're quite charming when you think no one is paying attention. And don't think I haven't noticed how our resident healer has been hoarding potions for some time.'

Warriors and Hyrule tensed at being found out, keeping their eyes from settling on anyone else's as they were looked at.

'The old man has been very careful in sending one of us ahead when there's danger. That honestly took me a bit to figure out, since he rotates who goes. Yet he never seems to volunteer himself.' The vet looked over at Time, who's featured remained impassive.

'Wild has been more aggressive with strangers than Four, which is saying something considering how violent the blacksmith has been. The sailor has been growling at every kid that's been as close as 5 feet of her and clings to her when he thinks we're too busy, and don't think I haven't noticed the way you've been nudging the tension between everyone while going through her things Sky.'

He raised an eyebrow as he looked back at the pale faced skyloftian.

'And you're telling me it's not that bad?'

There wasn't anything the group could say to those (accurate) accusations, Four looked to be visibly restraining himself from hitting him.

...

'...Maybe it's because you all force your presence on her...'

'...What was that?' Four growled out, solid blue eyes snapping up to glare at the speaker.

Wind lifted his head, glaring back at the blacksmith.

'You heard me Blacksmith, or is your attention span as short as your height?' He sneered. 'You all force your presence on her when she wants to be left alone! At least she feels comfortable with me!'

Four sneered back at Wind. 'The way you hog her attention is the very comforting.'

'Hey, I at least GIVE her space! I saw how you yelled at that shopkeeper when he asked if she needed anything-'

'I had to! Didn't you see the way that disgusting bastard-'

...

Legend watched as the group slowly dissolved into chaos. Each hero soon shouting at one another.

This is what he had been worried about for so long, and here was proof that the trust they had between one another is dangerously close to collapsing.

He watched as Twilight was talking coldly to Time, who didn't even have the decency to look ashamed of his choices.

Four and Wind were at each other's throats and Warriors was basically growling at Wild, who was screaming about how he always knew Warriors was keeping y/n away from everyone else.

Sky and Hyrule, who were shouting at each other over what they've been doing.

He needed to get them back on track, so with a deep breath, he whistled as loudly as he could.

He began speaking the moment they all looked at him.

'Well ain't this a beautiful example of shit I've ever seen!'

'Enough Veteran!' Time ordered, speaking up for what seemed the first time since this conversation began.

'You've been doing a good job keeping quiet old man, better get back to being a good boy and let the big people talk.' Legend didn't need to look at Time to know his expression was thunderous.

'All of you acting like little BRATS, ready to play 'it's not my fault, it's YOURS.' A humorless laugh escaping him.

'News flash bastards, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULTS.' His grin was more bearing teeth than a grin.

'None of you are innocent.'

He expected Wild to shout at him, maybe Wind or Sky. Hell, the good captain looked ready to tackle him.

Yet it was Four who jumped to his feet, growling at the Veteran.

The smaller boy slipped away from the hands restraining him, rushing forward and grabbed the taller boy's collar, slamming their foreheads together and hissing, 'Just who the hell do you think you are?!?'

'That's a funny question.' He remarked mockingly, making sure not to show that the head bashing hurt. 'Considering how you seem to think you're in the right.'

Four wasn't pleased by his comment. 'I'll take out anyone that lays a malicious hand on her. How dare you even insinuate that I would let such a thing happen!'

'For someone who sounds so sincere, you have a funny way of showing it.' Legend retorted with gritted teeth, never taking his eyes off the shorter man's.

'Acting like you care but when it matters, you're as blind as the rest of us. That's why she got hurt.'

The others surged forward,

'How dare you-"

'That's not true-'

'Damnit Vet, you can't just-'

'SHE NEARLY DIED DAMNIT!!' He shoved Four back, basically throwing him to the floor, having enough of everyone's nonsense.

Everyone stills at his words.

'SHE'S STILL UNRESPONSIVE!! SHE'S ALMOST DIED BECAUSE OF OUR FUCKING RIVALRY!!!' He blazed with impotent rage.

'She's laying in that house, because she got LUCKY. Do you hear me?' He emphasized his point by gesturing in the direction of Wind's house.

'Because had we not gotten our shit together? Had we argued just a moment more? We would have been standing before her GRAVE.'

His face was dark with fury.

'And you have the fucking nerve to tell me I'm in the wrong?' He hissed through clenched teeth.

...

...It is quiet.

The veteran stared right into the blacksmith's eyes, vaguely noticing how it shifted colors rapidly. The way his face twitched, as if physically restraining himself from saying something he would regret.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the others frozen in different positions of action.

Some halfway out of their seats, others reaching for the two of them as if to pull them away from each other.

He focused back on Four, noticing his jaw was tightly clenched.

'WE. NEED. HER. ' he said in a firm voice.

This seemed to make him flinch, but Legend wasn't finished. He took a deep breath and lowered his voice a few notches though he was still partly yelling.

'Not the other way around. SHE doesn't need us.' he slowly shook his head as he looked at every one of them.

'She NEVER needed us.'

Four looked away at that.

'We need her more than we need air in our lungs. Need her more strongly than water or food. ' He focused back on Four and pointed at him.

'And you...you think I'm going to let you, let any of you, let MYSELF, lose her because we couldn't control ourselves?' His chuckle was icy, his smile was unpleasant and full of teeth.

'Oh you don't know me as well as I thought. '

'Because allow me to be as clear as possible when I say, I would slaughter anyone that laid a filthy hand on her' Legend leaned forward, smiling coldly. 'Push me enough, and you'll be on the list.'

'Isn't that extreme..?!' Hyrule exclaimed worriedly, looking at Legend with an uncertain expression.

'Oh...so you wouldn't hurt them if they laid a hand on her? You would actually hesitate to tear off limbs if they forced her to go with them. If they dared to speak her like some cheap whore-'

'How could you even say that-!!!'

'That is uncalled for!'

Legend spread his arms out. 'Well you all might as well be saying you would!!'

'Hold your tongue or I'll cut it!' Wild suddenly snarled, Twilight, visibly tense from Legend' words, was forced to put both hands on Wild.

'I bet you would just stand there while they tried, hm? Stand there while she cries for your help?' He kept pushing, because he needed to. 'Just stand there, watching her shed her tears? Stand there and let. them. touch her? Is that what you would do? Answer me.'

'Don't you DARE say such a thing.' Wild growled, his lips drew back in a snarl.

'You all seem so eager in proving me right, I see nothing wrong with saying this if this is how you really feel.' He masked a scowl with a smirk even as the others began to raise their voices again.

'WHAT THE HELL!'

'You miserable pile of-!!'

'JUST TELL ME YOU'RE READY TO ABANDON HER SO I CAN KEEP HER AWAY FROM YOU ALL!!'

'HOW DARE YOU!!' Warriors roared, suddenly on his feet and in Legend's face.

'You think you can accuse us like this, act like you have the high ground, and expect us to sit here and take it?!' Legend didn't even hesitate shoving him away.

'I can accuse you all I want! Whatever friendship we may still have be damned, BECAUSE YOU'RE AS GUILTY AS I AM!!!' Legend shouted, even as the captain grabbed the front of his tunic and pulled him up to his face again.

'WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE.'

'I'M ONE WHO'S ACTUALLY TRYING TO FIX THIS MESS!! UNLIKE YOU WHO'S READY TO LET HER END UP AS A CORPSE BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T NOTICE YOU THE WAY YOU WANT HER TO!!'

'You miserable, disrespectful, arrogant-

'STOP ACTING LIKE YOU'RE NOT PART OF THE FUCKING PROBLEM YOU STUPID SOLDIER!!'

'SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!'

'NO! WAKE UP FROM YOUR FUCKING FANTASIES!'

'What gives you the FUCKING RIGHT-'

'BECAUSE I LOVE HER YOU BASTARD!!'

The admittance silenced them swiftly.

But he didn't care at the moment.

He was breathing deeply after saying those words. Face flushed with anger. Fists clenched so tightly, they were bone white.

'I. Love. her.' He hissed to a frozen Warriors.

'I. Need. her.' He grabbed the wrist attached to the had gripping his tunic.

'I. Can't. Lose. Her.' He bared his teeth, slowly shaking his head.

'I won't hesitate.' He voice was a whisper at this point. But it didn't matter. The crackling fire was the only other sound at moment.

'I won't hesitate to kill anyone that takes her away from me.'

...

And that's what he needed them to understand. Needed them to understand that as much as he cared for this group, as much as he's willing to put the effort to fix things...

If they didn't work together?

There would be corpses.

And he wouldn't be one of them.

He wanted to keep screaming at them. Wanted they to hang their heads in shame as he pointed out every flawed thing they've done as of late.

But he..sighed.

'I want..so much.. ' He began, looking straight into Warriors' eyes, a numb sense of calm filling him. 'I want so many impossible things.'

'I want to fall asleep to her peaceful face, and wake up to the sight of her kind smile. I want her to lean against me as she draws, to watch her eyes light up when I show her something new. To see her laugh, hear her hum a tune, to know I'm the reason she glows with happiness.'

He could feel the pale faced captain tremble beneath his grip.

'I want the exact same thing you bastards want...' he took a deep breath, to settle his heart.

'I just want her by my side every single day.'

His voice almost quiet.

'I don't want to lose her.'

Silent stillness enveloped them after Legend had finished speaking, only the sound of the crinkling fire all that was audible at the moment.

Warriors stared at him, swallowing. visibly shaken by the veteran's honesty.

After a beat, Legend slowly pulls the captain's hand off of him.

He was met with no resistance.

He looks at them all. Tired, drained, a headache slowly making itself known.

'So...' he raised an eyebrow, tone dull, 'How about the cook whip us up something.'

Wild blinked, startled by being acknowledged.

'Wha-'

'And while he's at it, our resident healer can check up on our mutual darling.'

Hyrule jolted at the sudden acknowledgment.

'We have a lot to talk about and we can't do it on empty stomachs and worry in our minds.' He grinned sardonically, slowly clapping his hands twice.

'Chop chop people. The night is still young.'

It took a while for them to speak up after that, because what could one say after such an outburst?

It soothed their hearts when Hyrule returned, saying she was healing nicely. That information helped them calm down while using the time Wild spent cooking to gather their thoughts.

It was difficult to come up with something after the explosive event of earlier.

They were silent when their food was served.

Silent as they ate.

But slowly, very slowly, they did.

Legend pulling the words out of them.

Each grievance, thought and feeling.

It was a snail's pace, but as the Veteran calmly pushed them into speaking, the atmosphere surround the group slowly calmed, the words flowing just a bit easier than before.

'I just don't want her to leave.' Hyrule admitted quietly, looking down at his hands, almost ashamed to admit such a thing.

Warriors sighed. 'I think I speak for all of us when I say the feeling is mutual.'

Murmurs of agreement met his words.

' I don't disagree. It's obvious why, she's...just so kind.' Sky shyly put out, a small blush on his face.

'I mean, when was the last time she even demanded something from any of us?'

Warriors couldn't help but snort. 'I think you mean to say 'when has she ever demanded anything from us?'

'I believe I can answer that.' Time said, speaking up after staying silent for most of the evening.

Four raised an eyebrow. 'Oh, and when was this?'

'When she and I got separated, I injured my leg fighting the Lynel? Back in Legend's era I believe it was.'

'I remember that!' Wind piped in, snapping his fingers and pointing at Time. 'In the lost woods! She was tugging your ear when I reached you guys!'

Time nodded with a chuckle, resting his chin on his hand.

'Got quite the lecture too. She can be...quite stern when pushed enough.'

' That was the first time she saw one of us fight a Lynel wasn't it...' Twilight realized, blinking in comprehension. 'I can't believe I forgot that. She must have been terrified witnessing such a thing.

'Ah, but that was the thing. She was calm when she saw me kill it.'

'So she has thicker skin than an average civilian.' Legend sighed. 'Impressive but not that surprising.'

'Don't get me wrong Vet, she was quite unnerved when she saw the battle but once it was over and she saw my injury, I was the main focus.' He looked down, almost unaware that he was touching the place where the injury once was.

'She could have gone to get one of you guys, I knew she heard you calling out to us, we both did, but she stayed.' He smirked then, 'Pulled out a couple of red potions from her bag too.'

He had the group looking at him in surprise.

'Wait, potions?'

'Who gave her a potion?'

'Wars, was it you?'

'I would remember that!'

'Well well, isn't she well prepared.'

'Looks like she's paying attention to the Vet's paranoia!'

'Ha ha, such flattery.'

'Did she buy a few in town before we swapped eras?'

'Actually she has a stash of them in the event of one of us becoming injured and she's the only one around.' Time interjected, one of his amused grins on his face.

That brought another round of questions.

'She knows how to make potions?!'

'No Wind, we would have seen her.'

'It's not something that could be hidden either.'

'And where did she get the money to buy enough potions?'

'When'd she have the time to even get potions??'

'My question is, how did we not see her get the potions?'

' Did she tell you?' Time snorted softly as the last question was directed at him.

'Matter of fact, yes. Clever answer too, know all those 'silly bets' she got us to agree to?'

He waited for them to nod. ' Well, she's been stashing every rupee she's won from us specifically to buy 'emergency potions'. He answered with a breathy chuckle. 'As for when? She's been buying them from Beedle when we were at stables. And since we also give her money to buy herself stuff...'

'None of us would be the wiser.' Legend finished for him.

'You're serious aren't you...' Warriors couldn't help but say.

'Absolutely.' Time nodded, not able to suppress a grin when he realised the captain's tone was admiring.

'She looked so embarrassed, thought I would be upset with her for ' sneaking behind our backs'. Tried to justify it by saying it 'felt stupid to be the only one in the group who wasn't prepared for some type of emergency.'' A round of chuckles emerged from the group as they all imagined the expression on her face.

'When she saw my injury, she immediately pulled out the potions from her pouch, didn't even pause in shoving a few into my hands and asking me how much pain I was in.' He smiled at the memory. 'That's when I made the foolish mistake of telling her to leave me there and go find one of you.'

' And you lived to tell the tale?' Warriors asked, smirking widely.

'Barely, the glare I receive was quite fierce.' Time didn't even bother to hold the laughter down, still remembering how startled he had been, having such a glare directed at him.

'Like a raging Goddess, she demanded I take better care of myself, or face mothering the likes of which I never saw before.' He looked exasperated, yet his voice was the definition of amused.

' She then proceeded to baby talk me until I agreed.'

Time was not ashamed as the group roared with laughter.

'Are you serious?'

'Poor man!' Warriors reached over and clapped a hand on the older man's shoulder.

'Oh, THAT must have been uncomfortable!' Sky commented between breaths.

' I barely lasted a few sentences before I was pleading for mercy.' He rolled his eyes and huffed through his nose.

'So THAT'S why you were so careful in battle the weeks after.' Hyrule realized, grinning as Time shrugged.

'When I'm threatened with something like THAT? How can I do anything else but obey?'

Wars held his hands up in a shrug, smirk on his face. 'Ah but who are we to question Her divine command?'

'Who are we indeed..' Time murmured with a breathy laugh.

Wild smirked, eyes glinting with glee. 'Speaking of her doing things we don't expect, Vet! Remember when she met Wolfie?'

Legend smirked, even as Twilight send a glare at the cook. 'Rather brave of her, despite never being near an actual wolf before. '

Sky frowned. 'But didn't she look nervous?' Twilight sighed as Legend and Wild let out a laugh.

' You would think! But she apparently didn't want to break any unspoken rules about touching him.' Wild couldn't resist the sharp grin as he eyed the embarrassed rancher. 'You should have seen her when she was given the okay. I'm surprised the mutt was able to escape her constant pets and kisses.'

Twilight wasn't able to keep the blush down when Wind grumbled a very clear 'Lucky bastard.' To the amusement of everyone else, especially those who knew his secret.

They fell into a comfortable silence after that, the sound of the waves a song that filled their ears, the wind playing with their hair as they got lost in thought.

'...Go and bring peace to Hyrule.'

They looked at Wild, he was looking at the sea. 'Every time I went to one of those statues, that's what Hylia would tell me.'

He dug his boot into the sand. 'She would heal me up when I had enough spirit orbs, fill me with vitality, but every time she finished, she would always say those same words.' He grimaced

'And every time, I would think, 'is she healing me because cares, or because I'm just a means to an end?''

Wild shooked his head, never taking his eyes off the sea.

'Even though I've fought evil for her sake. For Zelda's sake. I always felt like she wanted more.' He grimaced.

“I don’t even know what more I could have given…” He admitted, “Always thinking that I’ll one day wake up and realize that I was fated to sacrifice more.'

Then a small smile pulled at his lips, 'But when I'm with (y/n)...I don't feel that weight of responsibility...the weight of those thoughts.' His words were barely above a whisper by the end.

'With her...I feel free.'

For several moments, there was stillness. Watch of them could feel the bite of the ocean breeze on their skin, the heat of the campfire barely able to hold off the chill and darkness surrounding them.

"She said she was proud of me..' Wild whispered, "Said that every breath I took, every moment I opened my eyes to greet the day, was rebellion against what destiny, what Ganon, had wanted.'

'She saw me, a failure of a hero, and said she was proud of me,' He whispered, unable to trust himself with anything louder. 'How could I possibly love another when she says such things with so much honesty?'

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

'How could I go on, following Hylia's command blindly, when (y/n) comes to me with those kind eyes and says She just wants me to be happy?'

'Hylia does not want champions.' Time shook his head, smirking bitterly. 'She merely wants toy soldiers.'

Sky's eyes flew up to the look at eldest of the group.

'Surely that's a bit much, Hylia..has done what she could for us.'

'Who is Hylia? A being who seeks soldiers to clean up her mess? A being who only expects us to obey?' Time interjected.

Sky swallowed. 'But..she's assisted us-'

Time shook his head. 'No, she simply made sure we survived long enough to eliminate her enemies.'

Wild frowned, rubbing the back of his neck. 'When you think about it, he's right. We have never worshiped Hylia because we wanted to. But because we were obligated to. Because most of us were raised to believe it was an honor.'

He looked at Sky. 'But...isn't a goddess of benevolence supposed to be someone who is kinder than a mortal could comprehend? Someone who cares for her servants for no other reason than because we love her as much as she loved us?'

Twilight smiled bitterly. 'A goddess like that is someone I wouldn't mind serving. '

'Isn't that why we love Her so?' Legend said softly.

Warriors looked at him oddly. '(y/n) isn't a goddess Legend.'

Legend looked at him with carefully impassive expression. 'But we want her to be.'

They all looked anywhere but at him.

'You've all already admitted it. Even if you don't want to say it.' Legend smirked.

'Vet-'

''Who are we to question Her divine command?'' He repeated, smirking when the captain's mouth snapped shut.

'We all want her to be.' Legend repeated, catching Hyrule's eye and staring him down.

-Admit it.- His eyes said. Hyrule flinching at being seen through. Wanting to deny the silent accusation.

...But his heart wouldn't let him deny such a thing either.

'...(y/n) would make a better goddess than hylia.' He admitted, looking down.

Sky snap his attention to the traveler, his eyes slightly wide.

'Hyrule-' Legend cut Sky off, looking right at the skyloftian.

'Can you deny that she's already better than hylia?' Sky seemed to struggle with an answer, but Legend didn't wait for an answer.

'Is She not kinder, sweeter, more beautiful than anyone else? She never asks for anything other than our safety and happiness. Becomes upset when we try to do more than we can handle and tries to actually help us whenever she can. '

Twilight sighed, but nodded in agreement. 'Her presence is like a soothing warmth that never falters. I don't think I've ever had someone who's presence relieved me the way Hers does.'

He grimaced. 'Not even Hylia herself can claim such a thing.'

A glance at Sky, causing him to grimace and look away.

'Someone with a beautiful soul like Hers...' Hyrule whispered, folding his hands in front of his chest, almost like he was praying.

'I..I could worship someone like Her everyday without regret.' He looked away, as if shameful of his admittance.

'..What's wrong with that?' Hyrule looked at who spoke.

'Wars?'

Warriors did not look at him, staring at the ground. But his face had shifted into an expression of thoughtfulness. 'What's wrong with wanting to worship her? '

Hyrule's face flushed red. '..it...it seems a bit inappropriate to-'

'Because we're supposed to worship Hylia?' He looked up at him. 'Farore? Nayru? Din?'

'...I-'

Wind frowned, looking around. ' Why can't we worship who we desire? Worship someone we CAN trust?'

Twilight bit his lip, shaking his head. 'That's too much of a dream to even CONSIDER-'

Legend barked a laugh.

'Dreams are only dreams until we make them a reality.'

'...!' He chuckled at the shocked looks he received from most of them.

'You said it better than I ever could Hyrule. Someone with as beautiful of a soul as Her's is someone we could worship everyday of our lives without regret.'

'But we can't-'

'Why? Because we're Hylia's 'Champions'? I don't know if you remember this, but we've done our duties, defeated Ganon and the only reason I'll not complaining about THIS journey anymore is because it brought us Her.'

'Legend-'

'And don't we in a way worship her already?'

Wild tilted his head. 'What do you mean?'

He raised a finger, 'Don't we find joy in caring for her? Providing for her? Is that not paying tribute?' A second finger, 'Don't we defend her when danger is near? Cutting down every enemy that come near her? Is that not raising our swords in her name?'

He leaned forward, A manic glint flashing in his eyes. A third finger was raised. 'Do we not find joy when she whispers our name, do we not find peace when we whisper Hers? Is that not devotion? Tell me otherwise and I'll concede.'

But no one said anything.

No one wanted to.

Because they agreed with his words so much.

'She deserves someone to protect her...' Hyrule whispered, as if to himself, as if to convince himself to listen to the words being spoken to him.

'She deserves US to protect Her.' Legend corrected, his smile was all teeth, but it wasn't malicious.

'We've defeated literal evil. We're the best people to protect Her.' Wind added, his eyes matching the Veteran's. Soon matching the eyes of all of them.

'And doesn't She deserve the very best, after everything She's done for us?' Legend spread his arms out, smirk on his face. Sky smiled, looking at his hands, laughing softly, shaking his head.

'I...suppose you're right...' he slowly admitted, his shoulder releasing tension, almost relieved.

'I..can't see anyone else providing for her the way we can.'

'We have the resources...' Four slowly added, a note of mania woven through the blacksmith's words, 'We have much sway in our eras and what we don't have, I'm reasonably sure we know someone who can provide it for us.'

'We've faced more than enough adversaries to be able to counter any situation.' Warriors smirked, sitting back, arms crossed.

'The safest place is with us.' Time said, a sense of finality in his words.

And for the first time in so long, they all were united with such a decision.

It didn't matter if there wasn't a drop of divinity in her.

It didn't matter if she wasn't able to use magic or blessed by any spirit.

She was not a goddess in the way they knew. But only a fool would deny the beautiful divinity that radiated from Her heart.

She was Divine to them.

A presence that was not unlike an ocean of warmth that wanted to drown them in love and safety. Eager to drive them mad, to drive them to protect Her happiness.

And they would drown in that ocean willingly.

She didn't even realize what she was doing to them.

She didn't realize that the very person She was was causing them to crave Her gentle touch, Her beautiful smiles, Her arms wrapped around them.

She didn't realize any of this.

Because it was as natural as breathing to Her.

How many times was Her kindness going to steal the breath from their lungs?

How many times was Her gentle voice going to soothe them when they wake from their nightmares, Her hands wiping the tears from their face?

How many times will they crave the chance to kiss away Her tears but only be able to brush them aside.

But it was alright.

They loved Her so much.

A Goddess of their own making.

One that they would worship freely, not like how obligation and duty forced their hand with Hylia.

Hylia demanded their loyalty.

(y/n) merely asked for their continued happiness.

Hylia commanded they fight in her name.

(y/n) requested they remained safe and healthy.

Hylia wanted heroes.

(y/n) wanted only them.

She wanted them.

She trusted them.

She cared for them.

She was the one they wanted to serve.

They fulfilled their duties to Hylia.

They no longer were obligated to serve her.

But (y/n)...She was so fragile compared to the rest of them. Having lived in a world with no monsters, no calamities or destiny.

She needed to be protected.

She needed them to protect Her.

They were the only ones who could protect Her.

They needed to unite. To stand side by side, as a shield against the monsters, against anyone that would dare take Her from them.

They couldn't fight amongst themselves anymore.

They couldn't allow Her to come to harm ever again.

All this time wasted fighting when they could have been protecting Her. Making her happy. Keeping her safe. How foolish of them.

But no longer.

To protect their Reason for breathing, there could be no room for trickery or lies between each other. Only for those that stood between them and Her.

The sun was rising, washing away the rivalries and dissonance of the past night, and the rays of dawn shining upon renewed unity and brotherhood.

She is their's; a Gift that pure chance had bestowed upon them.'

They would protect Her. Together.

They would protect their Goddess.

No one will ever take Her away from them.

No One.

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