#idk why but my heads emptied of all i need to put <3

[thatdeadaquarius]

-vine boom

I probably sent a lot of these now im so sorry lmfao 😅

You mentioned in one of the asks that some countries are like a prototype/based of our existing countries, like Germany=Mondstadt, Liyue=China, Inzauma=Japan....

So even though the language is more or less identical for you to make heads and tails in a conversation or writing in a book, the reverse side does not.

Creator!Reader who knows a couple of languages (plus points if they're atleast fluent or have a understanding of it despite not being able to speak said language) and being born from a country that doesnt have the same language as the countries Teyvat based off. Basically Spanish, Italian, Filipino, Scandinavian languages that also have their own way of writing.

Imagine feeling homesick and the only thing that keeps you occupied is the notebook and pen you have while the others converse in a meeting or in a hangout. You started writing in your tongue and re-reading it to relive memories.

Zhongli, AlHaitham, Albedo, Jean, maybe the Berry bros too (Diluc & Kaeya) get curious only to have a double-take and immediately thinks that maybe there is a forgotten land in Teyvat that has this language, I mean Morax stayed faithful to Liyue and Barbatos blessed his country with abundance of supplies and freedom. Teyvat gods and archons played favourites, so why wouldn't you as well? (Bonus: Khaenriah flashbacks) (also I know these arent enough characters but how should I know? I only have a handful of them and I ran out of Primos😭

The people from Akademiya though? I mean they went hard on theorizing and picking apart the language of their creator. Have you seen Matpat's descent to insanity the more FNAF continues to push out LoRe? Thats basically them because Teyvat doesn't have a country based on Creator's birth country. They're grasping nothing but air and dead ends and the only lead they have is you, but couldnt ask because you look so down and they cant bear to see Creator sad....

(NEW BANNER TOMORROW AND I DONT HAVE ENOGH PRIMOGEMS HALP---)

Rip Vine boom no primos 🙏 hope u got some more by this time bc i was so late to reply lol - DUDE IM SO READY FOR THE GORG KAVEH <333

BERRY BROS!! Thats it, thats the only way im gonna refer to them now.

Not super long to add onto ur bc UR SO SMART AND SUCH A GOOD WRITER VINEBOOM U SHOULD ALSO WRITE STUFF SO I CAN GO OBSESS OVER UR WRITING WITH A MILLION FERAL COMMENTS-!!!

(Cute owl house gif is like, metaphorially u and zhongli in this lol)

EDIT 8/23/23: So this may be inaccurate/not that good to my Hispanic Readers out there! Sorry about that, I'l make sure to do better in the future.

EDIT 1/1/24: Unfortunately there are even more issues here, and I'm really sorry about that. I expanded on it more in my Eldritch fanfic post in Part 2, but it was exoticism of me to use the word "Huangdi". I have since replaced it with "Emperor", and don't intend to just erase the mistake like it never happened. But I did change it in the headcanons for better readability. Again, I'm genuninely sorry about this, and will absolutely be watching out/doing better in the future. I hope you understand.

THIS SOUNDS SO SAD, LIKE THIS COULD DEF BE ANGST, ESP SINCE U HAVE NO FAMILIAR-ISH CULTURE TO TURN TO-

tbh im american and i def dont think theres a u.s. country- oh god at least I hope not, damn but im also familiar with mexican culture so i wouldnt miss the united states, but id miss mexican culture…

BUT!!

You have a lot of amazing people who care about you in Teyvat, so they won’t let you stew in ur homesickness for long

like random said, i could see it being small stuff

ok so imma just-

LATINO! READER TIME BABBYYYYY

(i do this bc its just the culture/language im more familiar with, but dont let that discourage anyone from requesting other cultures! I will def do my research, or ur welcome to tell me all about it so i can write it better! <3)

THAT BEING SAID IM MOSTLY WHITE PLS LMK IF SHIT IS WRONG/SPANISH IS WRONG BC IM STILL A BEGINNER MY BELOVED LATINES!

<3 YOU GUYS

♡

you’ve been in the game-turned-life world of Genshin Impact for nearly 6 months now, turns out time isnt wonky as hell like it is if you were playing the game, half bc u bribed Albedo with answers to his many questions about you if he figured out the time difference, and half bc of ur internal clock

people would notice the cuss words first lmao

like Xiao hearing u stubbing ur toe on the million and one steps up to Wangshu Inn, hijueputa!

or Keqing pointing out the words you coo at the dogs hanging out by the bridge outside the harbor,

un perrito tan buenoooo!! :’)

while most would just, " hmm, maybe a dialect of one of the other countries we havent heard…"

but Zhongli? he’s been ready for centuries in case the prophecy came true within his lifetime, afterall, many things changed while he’s been alive, not crazy to him that you might descend randomly

While everyone else was unprepared, bc u were like… the oldest deity, more legend than history, so ppl just thought Morax was a little overly faithful …so when it actually happened,, Morax was just smirking as he watched ur golden shooting star streak the night sky… while absolute pandemonium consumed the mortals and adepti in liyue lmao

(like that scene of Regina George in Mean Girls watching the student body break out into an all out brawl just smirking 😭 pls god look it up if u dont know what i mean- )

So Morax- Zhongli, has been ready for you, just in case, to pay attention to what kind of person you’d be, learn your favorite clothes/colors/offerings, see what things you’d like to talk about with him (hopefully for hours) etc.

He was observant, and with his memory, he practically gave himself headaches sometimes with how aware he was,

on one of those days he was overwhelmed by the mortal crowds, the smells, the market yelling, and all the change from what he thought he knew-

Zhongli noticed you in your own melancholy, and curious, he began to stroll just behind

You sit at Wanmin restaurant, still somber, and ask Xiangling to

“please try out these recipes? they’re from my world, and id really love to have something like them again..”

a true experimental chef as always, Xiangling quickly takes up your offer, and u follow her into the kitchens in the back (the restaurant is much more real than in game, they have gorgeous inside seating, all shades of red coloring the walls and lots of pretty latticework-)

Zhongli takes a seat finally, he has a usual table at this point he comes in so much coughtorunintoyoucough the staff know it's his and give him tea pretty quickly

the food, and the looks, makes it your favorite restaurant in Liyue, the Liuli Pavilion a little too fancy for casual dining, afterall, Zhongli would know

He’s tried to keep track of your favorite places to be in Liyue too, and kept his near full attention on what you say when he asks after your stays in Liyue (he hasn’t felt the need to pay that much attention or felt that much interest in conversation partners in… decades?)

So when you come out of the kitchen, throwing your head back and laughing, "Sí, sí! It all tastes so close Xiangling! Gracias, thank you!"

He wants… to know.

to know what those strange, but delicious looking, foods are all balanced on two big dinner plates

Xiangling carrying whatever you couldn’t just behind, a pitcher of white liquid, it smells, like cinnamon?

He raises a hand, and offers the extra seats at his table, (when did his tea go cold? he only just sat down, he couldn’t have spent that long thinking about you…)

You notice and look over, a giddy grin lighting up your face (…hmm, perhaps he needs to transform into his Exuvia form and let off some steam, his chest has warmed too much right now for him to just be sitting here…)

You plop into the seat beside him, but not before carefully placing the plates in front of both you and Zhongli

You scootch around until you’re turned towards him, as always, Zhongli looks… actually kind of, happy?

a small soft smile pulls at his lips, his eyes half-lidded as they meet yours, his usual red eyeliner framing his monolids perfectly, he looks like he’s been,, well, sculpted from stone, an artwork come to life

“…My Emperor? Could I trouble you to tell me about the dishes before us?”

the geo god’s pleasantly smooth and deep voice felt so soft asking you that, like he didn’t want to push you one direction or the other

“Oh! Right! Sorry, these are from my home country, back in my world, or at least, as close as Xiangling and I can get to them!”

Your smile brightens your face once more, clearing away any leftover stormclouds from your mood earlier, and as you launch into explaining (Xiangling had to get back to orders, so it’s just you two now)

You list it all, the quintessential: quesadillas, empanadas, tamales, chorizo (you had to combine at least 5 different spices to Mondstadt sausages to get anywhere close to the real thing) the dips obviously, salsa, queso, guacamole, and the easy street tacos, and finally the horchata, but also all the weird fruits Teyvat has with chile, like Sunsettias mixed with Harra from Sumeru or Lavender melons with Wolfhook berries… all surpringly pretty good

(the Sun-Harra combo tastes like mango, a sort of deeper taste of pineapple/kiwi and a sort of light orange taste? all with the nice addition of chile flavors, the Lavender melons and Wolfhooks helped imitate chamoy enough that your heart was satisfied)

…you realize you’ve just been talking about the last meal you had with your family/friends instead of the food after a bit, and Zhongli hasn’t said anything…

you trail off and look back over your shoulder (u were practically about to get your shirt in the imitation guac u were leaning so far over the table to point and talk)

you’re about to sheepishly apologize for taking over the conversation, and ask if he wants to try anything (Zhongli can handle spice so u dont have to worry abt that at least)

but as u finally see his face, u just stop, and dont end up saying anything

He’s just, looking at you.

his smile's not huge, but big enough to make his eyes look happy, and Zhongli’s just… looking at you.

You can’t describe the look he’s giving you, but you suddenly feel… a wave of shyness wash over your heart in your chest, because he’s looking almost like, maybe like, he’s sort of, waiting for you to keep talking, his tan skin warm in the golden rays of the sun beginning to set, you don’t know why you’re noticing any of these things, and he gently, slowly, makes a move to lean into your space a little

almost above your armrest, head inches from your shoulder, he finally moves to stop looking at you-

He looks like a painting as he looks down, his eyelashes almost sitting on his high cheekbones,

you have to move your head to looking at the table too as he moved so close,

you feel your shoulders reflexitively hitch upwards as you brushed the hair on the side of his head as you turned away

He looks around, and then moves his head, not his body, he’s still leaning toward you, to look you right in the eyes again

“Why did you stop? I haven’t said much, I apologize, but it’s only because I wanted to hear you without anything interrupting you.”

You cough a little strained, “Oh! Oh I get it now yeah, thanks-”

“I want to hear you more,” his black eyes begin to warm with gold, you can vaguely see the shape of his diamond pupil revealing itself, “I want to hear about… everything, if you’ll tell me? The language, the food, the drinks, your family, your dances, your country, I want to hear it all. Won’t you please let me hear your voice some more?”

♡

GOOOD LOOORDDDD, ITS SO LONGGGGG IM SO SORRRYYY 😭😭

OKAY IM MOSTLY SORRY THAT THIS SCENARIO HAPPENED??? IDK WHERE ZHONGLI CAME FROM- GOD IM SUBCONCIOUSLY IN LOVE WITH THAT MAN I GUESS, SORRY RANDOMANTICS-

uh, hope somebody got anything out of this, sorry abt the length, again,

also pls somebody tell me if what i said about culture/food was alright! If not I’ll def change it, pls dont let me keep it up if its inaccurate/wrong!!

Safe Travels you guys,

💀♒️

.°•.☆.•°.

♡ the beloveds ♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk

#fuck my tags ♡ #im so tired of putting them #idk why but my heads emptied of all i need to put <3 #UR HAVE SUCH GREAT IDEAS RANDOM!!! #i meant what i said before the gif! #genshin impact #genshin sagau #ask box open #sagau #my asks #genshin imagines #gender neutral reader #genshin isekai #genshin god reader #zhongli imagines #zhongli x reader #genshin impact sagau

[somanyratsinthewalls]

2 Years Later (+18)

2 Years Later (+18) (Zoro x Reader)

Summary: You finally decide it's time to tell Zoro how you feel. Too bad he's a fucking idiot.

Pairing: Zoro x afab!reader

WC: 1500 OPE

Ageless Blogs and Minors DNI you WILL be blocked immediately

TW: angst, hate sex, vaginal sex, fingering, oral sex, romance, pining, pet names, once again so much plot with also porn, idk help!

“Stupid, stupid, stupid…” 

Zoro muttered to himself as he firmly rapped his head on the back of the wall he was sitting against. He was out on the deck staring towards the bow of the Sunny, leaning up his back against the wall to the galley. How could he be such a fool? He hadn’t seen you in 2 years and he wasted the sweet moment of your reunion by accusing you of sleeping with someone you had met during your time away from everyone. Zoro let those insecurities of not be able to find you or protect you bubble up to the surface and he came off as an asshole instead of someone who deeply cares about you. Loves you, even… 

But now here he was, alone, physically thrown out of your room and not daring to return. He couldn’t believe he wasted his big chance to confess and made you hate him in the process…

— 12 hours before The Fight — 

Your stomach was in knots, couldn’t believe you were really about to see your crewmates again after 2 years. Everyone had been through so much, and so had you. You snapped out of your anxious thoughts and hitched up your backpack and made your way into the market on Sabaody. 

You heard him before you saw him, the sound of his deep voice clearly frustrated with whoever he was talking with. You heard it in the marketplace and instinctively whipped around to see a pair of broad shoulders and the sparkle of 3 earrings above his left one. You flew towards him and instinctively wrapped your arms around his strong back, not missing how much larger he had become. 

“What the hell? Why are-“ Zoro looked down, he knew those arms. Your arms, the ones he wished so often to place kisses on their soft skin… the ones he imagined gripping his biceps as he plowed into you… 

“Y/n?”  

Zoro din’t hug you back, but you didn’t expect him to. It wasn’t his style. You didn’t care, you liked him that way. But of course… you’d never tell him that…

— 2 hours before The Fight —

You were so excited to see everyone again, but also excited to celebrate with them. Your evening was filled with lots of delicious food and tons of booze. You gaze across the table at Zoro, catching his eye before he looked down at his glass. Now that he was no longer staring at you, he realized it was empty and rose from his stool to refill his cup. Maybe it was the alcohol or the endorphins in your brain from seeing your friends after so long, but you thought tonight would be the night you tell Zoro how you really feel. You rise from your own chair and follow him into the kitchen. You sauntered in and found your swordsman pouring himself another hefty glass of liquor. 

“Some things never change, huh.” The words came out far more sultry than you expected, perhaps it was the booze talking. 

“Hmm,” he smirked and lightly chuckled. “I could say the same to you, you haven’t exactly stayed sober all night.”

You laughed at his remark and sidled up to him putting your glass on the table next to his, gesturing to pour one for you as well.  He silently nodded and poured you a large shot in your cup. You looked into each others eyes, and without breaking contact clinked your glasses together. You both take your drinks and you wince. He doesn’t. 

“Come to my room tonight, Zoro. I have to talk to you about something.”

His eyes blew wide. What did you need to talk to him about? Had you met someone on your journeys? Were you going to break it to him that you were leaving the crew and running off with some pirate blow hard and nev-?

“Zoro?” You prompted him when he didn’t respond.

“Hmm? Uh. Yeah. I can do that.”

“Right. See you later then.” You smiled at him and returned to the festivities. Leaving him in the kitchen alone again. He poured himself another drink. He was going to need it.  

— The Fight — 

You paced in your room. You brushed your hair out, applied your favorite perfume, it was going to be perfect. Still imbued with a little liquid courage, you knew this was the moment you were finally going to tell Zoro how you feel. You had so much time over the past 2 years to think about your feelings for him.

He wasn’t the kind of man many women would fawn over. Of course he was handsome, but he had his quirks. Very little went though the brain rattling around under his green hair other than the thought of becoming the world’s greatest swordsman. But still, he always made a point to check in with you during hard battles, more than he did with anyone else. It was those little things he did that sparked your romantic feelings for him 

*knock knock* he didn’t wait for a response, since the knob turned immediately following the second knock. He gingerly peaked his head in the door, “Y/n?”

“Hi Zoro, you can come in.” 

He walked in and you sat down on your bed and patted the space next to you for him to sit. 

“I prefer to stand.” He responded nervously. What the hell had gotten into him? He had sat next to you on your bed so many times before while you sharpened your blades together. He was so comfortable then, so strange now… What had happened to the laid back swordsman you knew? Had it really been that long?

“ok…” you started. Figuring you were in for a penny, in for a pound on this confession thing, you might as well do it. It was eating you alive. “Zoro… I know you and I care about each other, but it’s just been so long…” You were stumbling over your words, unable to meet his gaze. “Um.. and I’ve had so much time away from you… and I just can’t help that I just…”

“Who was it? Who is he?” Zoro raised his voice at you. He had never done that before in all your time sailing with him. You’d only even seen him do it at enemies or at Sanji during their fruitless arguments. 

“Zoro what-? What are you talking about? Who is who?” You heart started pounding even harder and there was a pit in your stomach forming. He was upset with you? You hadn’t even said anything yet!

“The man that you’re leaving us for! Isn’t that what you’re here to tell me? Try and let me down easy when you tell me you’ve found some pirate asshole boyfriend and you’re shoving off with him at dawn?”

You were stunned. What the hell was he talking about? You had nothing of the sort. You spent 2 years training with a vicious crew of bandits. He thought you were on vacation and getting laid?

You scoffed. “You’re so fucking unbelievable.”

“I’M unbelievable? You’re the one abandoning m- us for some filthy low life bastard!”

“You’re delusional! Zoro you really think you were the only one who trained miserably hard for 2 years to try and make this crew better? You think I would sacrifice my loyalty to this crew for ANYONE? You think while you all broke your backs getting stronger, I was on a beach somewhere getting fucked? How DARE you accuse me of that. I thought I knew you, Roronoa Zoro, clearly I was wrong. I had no idea you were so fucking insecure. Get out of my room.”

Tears started welling up in your eyes and threatening to spill over. Zoro looked up at you. He really had fucked up this time. 

“Y/n wait-“

“Fuck you Zoro.” You huffed out while you pushed him hard out of your room and slammed the door. 

— Currently —

Zoro continuously beat his head into the wall he was leaning against, trying to ignore his feelings. “Fucking, stupid, idiot, moron…” he punctuated each with a slap against the wall. On the last one he felt something cradle his head…

“Seis fleur..” 

 Robin’s hands acted as a barrier between Zoro’s head and the wall. 

“ You know this won’t help anything, swordsman.” Robin’s silky voice told Zoro off. “You need to go back down there and tell her how you really feel.” Her body appeared behind the mast in front of him. Her eyes were serious. 

Zoro acted like he had no idea what she was talking about, but acting was never his strong suit. 

“Just go. I don’t have time to hold both of your hands through all of this. You need to figure it our yourselves.”

Zoro realized what Robin was implying. She had already said something to you, clearly. He nodded and turned to face the hallway that included your door. He stood at your doorway for a few moments and took his last deep breaths before he opened the door without asking. 

Upon barging in, he could see you sitting at the edge of your bed in a robe sobbing. You were crying over him. It broke his heart into one thousands minuscule pieces.. how could he let this happen?  You saw him enter your room and you stood up to shove him out again. 

Zoro immediately fell to his knees. He pressed his face into the wooden floor of your bedrooom. He laid his white handled sword on the ground in front of him The cherished blade that Kuina had left for him... his last hope to enjoy a happy life...

“Y/n… I am here to do nothing but apologize." Zoro spoke with his forehead touching the wooden floorboards of your bedroom. “You have shown me nothing but grace and mercy, far more than I deserve. You are the light at the end of my tunnel. You are the song of the sea against my hard-worn ship. I have thought of nothing but you over these two years. I simply love you so much that my largest fear is that you find someone else. I’m so sorry. I am immature and insecure, you were right. The thought of anyone taking you away from me again…” Zoro wracked a violent sob… unlike anything you’ve ever hear from him… “I just… I love you…”

He was knelt, sobbing uncontrollably at your feet. Your heart was the fullest it had ever been. He had never shown anything like this as long as you've known him. You looked at his pathetic form around your legs. 

“Rise, Swordsman.” you firmly order.

Zoro took a few moments but eventually he raised his head and his body  to meet your gaze.

“Roronoa Zoro… my heart…” your gripped his jaw in your hand. “… has always belonged to you…”

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You felt the same way? This whole time? He had spent 2 years being insecure for no reason?

You grabbed his face and kissed him with fervor. He grabbed your torso and flipped you over onto your back. Zoro exhaled deeply and kissed down the side of your neck to the sides of your breast. His hands experimentally squeezed and kissed at your nipples as you sighed and squeaked under his touch. 

“Zoro I-“ You tried to get more out but he cut you off.

“Y/n let me make you mine forever, please.” 

“Oh- okay…” your were apprehensive at first but his hands felt like a warm, comforting hug every time he slid them up and down the sides of your torso. 

"Y/n.. I promise to make you feel good..."

"Zoro yes.. I trust you..."

He heard your affirmation and dove into your body like a man starved. He sloppily kissed and sucked at your nipples before he tore your panties off in one piece with his massively strong hand. You writhed underneath his touch as he slowly stroked his thumbs on the sides of your clit. 

“Zoro please.. it’s been so long…” You begged for him. Your pussy was so wet and aching that even oblivious Zoro could tell you needed help.

He heard you begging for him and instinctively latched his lips onto your clit. He saw it throbbing, he needed to relieve it. You gasped loudly as he brings you to the precipice of pleasure. “Oh my god? Zoro I can’t! It’s incredible, please!” You could hardly believe that this man of few words was bringing you such intense sexual pleasure.. He was sucking and touching your sex at just the right pace that had you gasping and gasping under his hands and mouth. 

“Zoro I promise I’m right there just a bit more PLEASE…” He heard your promise to him. His brain short circuited. All Zoro could think of was promising to make you cum. He craved the feeling of making you cum, he needed to know he was the man making you scream out in pleasure. 

“Please sweetheart, cum on my face for me?” He was a man of few words, but these were the ones that finally sent you over the edge. You screamed and folded your body into yourself as you came against his lips. After a few moments, you tried to catch your breath. 

“Zoro my love…” You choked out as you backed up and flopped against his chest. 

“My sweet love, please let me prove to you how much you mean to me.”

You looked up at him hovering above you. He had one eye. You wondered why. It wasn’t right to ask right now. What happened to your tender swordsman over the past 2 years? He hadn’t mentioned his injuries. You hadn’t mentioned the massive scar over your left knee. Tonight wasn’t the night. Tonight was the night he proved to you he was the only man for you. 

“okay…”

Zoro slipped off the rest of his clothes and resumed his position on top of you. He lined his cock up with your soaking entrance when he made eye contact. 

“tell me this is okay…”

You gazed up at him. His always serious eyes... eye... god, fuck who took it from him? Mihawk? The government? He stared right into your soul but you still had so much worry for him..

“Zoro… please… I need you inside of me now…” Zoro heard your plea and slowly pushed his fat cock head inside of your drenched pussy. You moaned out loud, finally feeling your swordsman inside of you. It was a few brief, strained moments before his cock was fully seated inside of you. He tried his hardest to not make a sound but as soon as he bottomed out he released a long, drawn out sigh. 

Zoro pulled his fat cock out of you at a painful pace, pushing it back in again. You eyes were slammed shut underneath him. “Baby please… I need more…” You whined, wanting more.

For the second time tonight he was told he was being too gentle. It was more than enough for him. Zoro grabbed your hips and spread them farther than he ever needed. His insecurity addled brain needed you to confirm his feelings before he could ever achieve release. 

“You are mine. Tell me you are mine.”

“Roronoa Zoro…” You stopped bucking your hips in need, You grabbed his face with your right hand, ignoring the sparce and short hunter-green facial hair that grew on his chin. “I want every part of you. I want to belong to you. You’re my everything, love.”

Zoro lost it. He grabbed your hips and slammed them into his with reckless abandon. 

“Zoro yes, more! It’s so good, just like that!” He was so fueled by your praise that he slammed into you like a jackhammer.  He made no moans, just heavy grunts and sighs, just like you imagined he would.

“Oh my god honey yes, please just exactly like that! A little bit more!” You were shrieking on his cock at this point, drool forming at the corners of your mouth, just chasing your high. Finally your orgasm ran through your body and you wracked your tremors on Zoro’s cock. 

“FUCK-“ you squeezed Zoro so hard with your gorgeous pussy that he pulled out too late and painted your clit and hole with his white slop. 

He collapsed on top of you, never experiencing such a powerful orgasm in his life, nuzzling his nose into the valley of your full breasts. 

“Tomorrow… love.. love you…”

And just light that, Zoro was asleep…

You laughed…

“Some things never change…” 

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[slut4thebroken]

Exposure Therapy pt. 8

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | Jonathan Crane × reader

Summary | You make the poor choice of teasing Dr. Crane, so obviously he has to punish you.

Warnings | 18+, sexual content, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, kissing, hickeys, praise, edging, crying (but in a hot way), consensual sex, orgasm denial, cockwarming?, emotions? idk, neither does he tbh, bestie has no idea how to comfort you💀

Words | 3.6k

Notes | Trying really hard to keep his character accurate😓 lmk what y’all think lol

Ao3 link | <3

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Part 7

Neither of you mentioned his confession again. He seemed to be acting mostly normal and only a little awkward and withdrawn so you tried to remain the same to assure him that nothing changed. You were sitting on the couch, doodling with a spare piece of paper he found as well as an extra pencil, when you broke the silence. 

“Where are you planning on sleeping?” You asked, eyeing the large space that was empty save for a desk, a chair, and a couch. 

“The couch.” He said, not looking up from what he was working on. 

“Where am I supposed to sleep?” You asked, making him sigh and turn his gaze to you. “For now you may sleep on the couch, I doubt I’ll be sleeping much anyway.” 

“Oh. Don’t you have an apartment? A bed?” 

“The cops are going to be looking for everyone that escaped, including myself- especially myself, because I created what caused all of that.” 

“Oh… What if I go? I can bring you back some clothes so you don’t have to stay in that and anything else you need? I doubt I can lift a mattress on my own though.” 

“You want to go to my apartment in the middle of town, wearing that?” He asked, raising his brows. You looked down at your outfit and frowned, just now remembering that you’re wearing it still. 

“People are dumb enough to hang their laundry up outside. I’ll just take something before getting downtown.” You suggested, but back tracked when he was silent for a moment. “I don’t have to, it was just an idea.” 

“What will you do if the police show up?” 

“Um… I’ll tell them you’re my boyfriend and I left something there that I need.” That made him scoff. 

“They won’t believe that.” 

“Fine. Ex boyfriend. Who’s been so busy working that I had to just go there myself.” You shrugged and he narrowed his eyes at you for a moment. 

“Fine. Know that if you get caught, I have no power or leverage anymore to help you.” Honestly you didn’t expect him to agree. You figured he might want to keep you within his sight at all times but that wasn’t the case. Trying not to read into this new found trust, you were going over the plan in your head. 

“Wait, is it even within walking distance?” You realized, worried the whole plan just fell apart. 

“It’s not on this island, so no. And the train is still down because of the bat.” 

“Oh… I can probably walk, it’ll just take me longer I guess.” The sun was rising anyway, so it’ll probably be fine. “Or I’ll ask someone for a ride.” 

“Do not do that.” He said sternly, making you frown. 

“Why not?” 

“Because this is Gotham and you are a young, attractive woman. You will more than likely be kidnapped, raped, or killed.” 

“What am I supposed to do then?” He let out a heavy sigh, and got something out of his desk drawer. When he told you to come to him, you stood, leaving the pencil and paper, and walked over. 

“Give me your hand.” You held your arm out to him and he gently grabbed your hand to put on a very weird shaped bracelet on your wrist. “In case you don’t have time to put the mask on, point it away from your face and hold your breath, then push this.” He pointed to a lever near the heel of your hand and you reached for it, trying to test the motion and get used to it, but he stopped you. 

“Not- now.” He strained, uncurling your fingers. 

“Sorry.” You said sheepishly. 

Then you were leaving, finding clothes that looked about the right size and changing in an alley behind a dumpster. The tricky part was the shoes but they’re subtle enough that they shouldn’t draw very much attention. You found an empty paper bag near the dumpster and put the mask in it then started looking for someone to drive you. You spotted an older woman getting into a car and immediately walked toward her. 

“Excuse me?” You said, making her pause. 

“No change, sorry.” 

“Oh no, I was actually hoping you could give me a ride. I have a job interview downtown and it probably wouldn’t make a good impression to show up all sweaty. But I understand if it’s too much trouble…” 

She only hesitated for a moment before agreeing, telling you to get in the back and asking for the address. You read it off the paper to her and ten minutes later you were pulling up in front of an apartment building. 

“You sure this is it?” 

“It’s for a small business.” You explained, quickly getting out of the car. “Thank you so much.” You dropped the smile as soon as you turned around to walk into the building. “Fuck,” You groaned, “I don’t have a fucking key.” How could you have forgotten that part? You decided to just walk inside, breathing a sigh of relief when you spotted a front desk. 

“Hi, I lost my key and my boyfriend’s out of town and I’m supposed to feed his cat,” 

“What number?” The man asked, bored. 

“178.” He reached back and grabbed a key, handing it to you impatiently. “Thanks...” He wasn’t lying when he said everyone and everything is corrupt or just doesn’t care. 

You made your way to the elevator and pushed 17. As you waited, you went over the list he gave you. Most of the stuff was easy, an extra pair of glasses in his desk drawer, a few pairs of clothes, shoes, a toothbrush as well as the extra one under the sink for yourself, etc. But you were mostly worried about the safe and the papers he wanted. What if you can’t open it? What if you grab the wrong ones?

The elevator opening with a ding removed you from your thoughts and you made your way to his door. You worked quickly, not wanting to increase your chances of getting caught, but you took the time to fold his suits, worried he’d be upset if you just threw them in his duffel bag. You opened the safe on the second try, putting the money that was in there in the duffel bag. 

Then you made your way to the desk. Even though the rest of the place was completely tidy, the desk was covered in different papers. He said they would be on top, not in a drawer, so you grabbed everything just to be safe. 

Before leaving, you went through his dresser, praying he wouldn’t be pissed, and got some shirts and sweatpants for yourself, as well as a hoodie and socks. 

The ride back was much easier since you had money to take a cab, but you still had to walk a few minutes, not wanting to be dropped off right in front of his “hideout” just in case. 

“No trouble?” He asked, barely glancing up from what he was writing. 

“Well I realized I forgot to ask about a key- speaking of which, you should probably move because the guy at the front desk just gave it to me.” The corners of his lips turned up and your cheeks went red, still not used to it. 

“Good job.” You stared at him in shock, feeling your cheeks heat up even more, but you tried to play it off. 

“Did you just compliment me?” You scoffed teasingly. 

“Don’t get used to it. Did you bring the papers I asked for?” 

“Oh- yeah.” You set the duffel bag on the desk and he opened it to inspect the contents. “I- I hope it’s okay, I brought just a few shirts and pants for myself too.” You said nervously. When he didn’t respond, you figured that meant it was okay. He started looking through the papers, then turned to you with raised brows. “I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to bring the wrong thing so I just took all of it.”

“Thank you.” He said, making your eyes widen. 

“Mhm.” Was all you could say in response. “Oh- here.” You said, suddenly remembering the wristband and taking it off to give it back. 

“Keep it.”

“What?” You choked out. “You- you’re not worried I’ll use it on you or something?” You asked, staring at him with furrowed brows. 

“Of course not.” He scoffed, then set the papers down and took out a suit and the shoes as you just waited awkwardly, not sure what to do. “Are you just going to watch?” He was teasing you, but there was still an edge to his voice. 

“N- no, sorry.” You blushed, turning around and staring at the ground, listening to the sound of clothes rustling behind you and thinking about how you’ve only ever seen his face, neck, hands, and cock- nothing else. The thought made you frown. “Unless it’s okay… then I’d like to watch.” You said quietly and the rustling stopped. 

“Why?” His tone was guarded. 

“I just- I haven’t seen you yet and you’ve seen all of me.” You explained meekly. “Nevermind, sorry.” You waited anxiously as you heard no movement from the man behind you. 

“Go ahead.” He said in a measured tone. You tentatively turned around, finding him in just a pair of dress pants, straight jacket on the floor and shirt in hand. The first thing you noticed was how lean he looks without his suit. The second were the small scars littering his torso. The third was his happy trail, leading down into his pants, teasing you. 

“Satisfied?” You looked up at him when you heard his voice, not able to read his expression. When all you could do was nod, his lips curled up into a small smirk. “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll fuck you stupid over the desk.” He warned, voice laced with arousal. 

“Is that a promise, doctor?” You purred, stepping closer to him, setting the wristband on the desk to have both hands free. He stiffened, but allowed you to move until you were right in front of him. Staring deep into icy blue eyes, you slowly raised your hands, as if you were approaching a wild animal who could attack at any second. His eyes moved to your hands, watching, but he didn’t say anything. So you slowly moved them closer until you could almost feel the heat from his body against your palms. His eyes moved back to yours and you searched them for a deterrent. When you found nothing, you placed your hands on his chest, sliding them down his stomach, making sure not to linger on any scars. You reached his pants and brushed over the button teasingly before snaking them back up his body. 

“You’re playing with fire.” He said lowly. Your hands reached his shoulders and you trailed them down his arms. Once you reached his hands, you grabbed the shirt and set it on the desk, then took both of his hands in yours, moving them around your waist. 

“On the contrary, Dr. Crane. I’m getting exactly what I want.” You placed your hands on his stomach again to snake around to his back. 

“Oh? And what’s that?” He said coyly, playing along. 

“You can let me keep teasing you to my heart's content or you can punish me. Either way I win.” You smirked, moving your hands down his back to his pants and following the waist line around his body until they met at the button. 

“You think you’ll enjoy however I choose to punish you?” He scoffed. 

“You said it yourself, doctor. You don’t want to hurt me. So I’m sure I can take it.” His hands moved to your hips, gripping tight enough to make you wince as he pushed you against the desk. 

“Foolish girl. You underestimate my desire to watch you crying and begging for my forgiveness. I have no problem torturing you, in fact, I’ll enjoy it.” You faltered at that. “Does that frighten you?” He asked, tilting his head. 

“You don’t scare me anymore.” You said quietly, feeling the arousal in your stomach quickly make its way between your legs. 

“That’s not what I asked.” He teased and you swallowed thickly, squirming under his gaze. 

“No.” You tried to keep your voice steady. 

“Maybe not yet. But I’m sure it will soon.” He reached a hand up to wrap around your neck, squeezing and pulling you forward as your breath hitched. “I don’t have to hurt you to torture you. You should know that by now.” He said quietly, gaze straying to your lips. 

“I can take it.” You said, equally as quiet, not even believing the words as they left your mouth. 

“You think so?” He cooed and you nodded in response. “I guess we’ll find out then.” He took a step back and you whined at the loss of his touch, reaching out for him. “Pick it up.” He said, gesturing to the straight jacket. Your eyes moved anxiously between him and the garment, hesitating. “This is the only warning I’m giving you— You don’t want me to tell you again.” You leaned down and picked up the straight jacket, then waited for his next command. 

“Put it on.” 

“Dr. Crane,” You whined, but he raised his brows, making you close your mouth and reluctantly slide it on. He stepped closer again then started buckling the restraints. 

“You seem to think that pain is the only form of punishment I’ll inflict. I guess given my history I shouldn’t be surprised but you need to get that idea out of your head right now or things will only get worse for you.” You stared at him with wide eyes but his gaze remained on the task of restraining you. “There are plenty of ways I can punish you.” He said clinically, like a doctor explaining something to a patient. “Like denial, for example. Not just orgasm denial… You can’t touch me either.”  

“Please- I’m sorry.” You whined, giving him puppy dog eyes that did not work at all. 

“I bet you are. I bet you’ll say whatever it is you think I want to hear right now. Unfortunately, the only sounds I want from you are moans and cries.” He led you over to the couch and kneeled in front of you to pull down your pants and underwear before having you sit. He discarded your shoes so he could fully remove your clothes, then pulled you forward to the edge of the couch and spread your legs embarrassingly wide. 

“I think you also underestimate my patience. I am more than willing to do this as long as it takes.” He started dragging his hands up and down your thighs, teasing you, never getting close to where you wanted him.   

“Please.” You whined as your hips started squirming. 

“Come now… We haven’t even started and you’re already begging? At least save that until the actual torture begins.” 

“Don’t want torture.” You muttered. 

“No? I thought you said this would be a win for you? That you can take it.”

“Please.” You whined, much brattier this time— all but throwing a fit.  

“There’s that attitude.” He chuckled. “Keep that up. It makes it more fun for me when you break.” His hands snaked up your thighs, then back down, teasing you. You whined and squirmed, but surprisingly, it worked. He moved a hand between your legs, swiftly pushing in two fingers and rapidly curling them against your walls. You let out a choked moan from the sudden pleasure as your head rolled back onto the couch and your hips bucked. He pulled you even farther down the couch, then leaned down and took your clit in his mouth. 

“Oh fuck,” You said through a moan, hips flinching as he groaned against you in response. Lifting your head to look down at him, you found his eyes already on you, making you blush and squirm under his gaze. After getting so turned on and not coming when you sucked him off before, your orgasm approached quickly. The volume of your moans increased as you started trying to rut against his face. He suddenly pulled back, his fingers halting, making you whine. 

“Please, I was so close.” You pouted. 

“I know.” He leaned back down, resuming the motions of his fingers as he started working your clit over in his mouth again. Your breathing grew heavier as you felt yourself nearing the edge again, but you let out a choked sob when he stopped. 

“Please!” You cried. 

“Shh. Be a good girl and take your punishment.” He muttered before leaning back down and continuing. You weren’t sure how many times you were on the cusp of pleasure before it was ripped away from you, but you knew it was at least five— after that you weren’t able to concentrate on counting through your crying and desperation. He pulled back but continued moving his fingers as you babbled out incoherent pleas. 

“I have to admit, my patience is wearing thin so I’ll only keep this up for a little longer.” You sobbed in relief at his words. “Once I’m ready to come, I’m gonna fuck your ass. Remember how much you liked it before? It won’t be nearly as pleasurable this time and you certainly won’t be able to come from it.” 

“No- no, please.” You said, panicked. The thought of being empty was enough to intensify your crying. “Please- I don’t care if I don’t come, just please fuck me.” You whimpered. 

“Shh, it’s okay.” He said softly, but you just shook your head. 

“No, I- I need your cock- please!” 

“How do I know you won’t come?” He asked, slowing his fingers to a stop before removing them, making you whimper at the emptiness. 

“I won’t! Please- I promise I won’t!” He watched you cry for a moment before cursing under his breath and working on taking his cock out of his pants. 

“Can’t fucking say no to you.” He muttered, helping you to lay down on the couch as he crawled over you. The second he pushed in, you let out a relieved sob that turned into a whine when you tried to move your arms. 

“Please- I want to touch you. Please let me touch you.” You whimpered, watching the way his brows furrowed as his mouth opened in a silent moan when he was all the way in. 

“I can’t, you still need to be punished.” He said breathlessly and you sobbed the hardest you have all night so far.  

“Please! Please- I’m sorry!” You cried and he shushed you as he brought a hand up to wipe away the tears on your cheeks. 

“I know, it’s okay.” He cupped your cheek and leaned down to kiss you as he slowly started moving. Trailing kisses up your jaw to your ear, he whispered, “You’re doing so well, little one. Making me feel so good.” You sobbed harder at the pet name— not used to such affection from him. 

“Oh god,” You moaned, already feeling close again. When he picked up the pace and began kissing and marking your neck, you started panting again. You tried to at least tone down your sobbing a little bit, but after you started, it was really hard to stop. 

“Fuck- I’m already close.” He whined, rutting into you desperately now. His hands never left your body as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, letting out quiet moans and shaky breaths. When he stilled with a low groan, your cunt ached at the way his cock was twitching inside you, painting your walls with his come. After a moment, his moans stopped and he was panting heavily into your shoulder. When he started pulling out, you sobbing intensified. 

“No! Please- please don’t- not yet.” You whimpered. 

“I need to get this off of you.” He said, lifting his head from your neck to look at the straight jacket. 

“I don’t care- just please don’t leave yet.” You cried. 

“Okay- It’s okay. Sit up like this.” He maneuvered you so that he was sitting on the couch and you were straddling his hips, his cock never leaving you. He started working on the straight jacket, unbuckling all of it until he could slip it off if you and toss it on the floor. Now that your hands were free, you realized that you couldn’t even do anything with them, not without making him uncomfortable. So you continued crying. 

“Okay, just- come here.” He muttered, pulling you down to lay on his chest. Your hands gripped his shoulders tight as you turned your cheek, listening to his heartbeat and feeling the warmth of his skin. His hands fumbled around for a moment before eventually settling on your hips and you knew that he was probably miserable right now. Honestly you’re surprised he didn’t just throw you off of him instead. 

“I’m sorry- I…” He shushed you, not letting you continue babbling out apologies. 

“Just breathe.” He said softly and you couldn’t help but obey. You let out a slow shaky breath, trying to calm yourself down. “That’s it. Just focus on breathing. You did so well for me, I’m very proud.” You let out another quiet sob at the praise and shushed you again as he moved a hand up to your hair, lightly stroking it to soothe you. 

“You’re okay.” He said softly. “Just breathe— you’re okay.”

Part 9

(For the sake of the plot, bestie is no longer taking oral contraceptives because he had her get an iud or something back in Arkham lol)

#jonathan crane smut #jonathan crane x reader #jonathan crane #scarecrow x reader smut #scarecrow #exposure therapy

[jealousjersey]

⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚ make your eyes roll ⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚

✩°🎧✮ mike schmidt x perv!reader✩°🎧✮

a/n ★ this is pure porn idk what to say

mentions & warnings: reader is afab, fem. reader has a praise kink, p in v unprotected (wrap it)

!!!MINORS DNI I HAVE A BAT !!!

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fucking mike schmidt is always the best part of your day. it’s no secret he’s a sex freak, using you for your best parts and watching his cum leak out of you while your eyes are painfully rolled back into your head.

mike wants things “casual” and you’re fine with that, until you realized your utter obsession with him. you wanted him all the time but you knew he had to work. thank god he gave you the spare key when you begged for it.

you use your key and decide to invite yourself in, you knew mike was at work but that didn’t stop you. you slowly creep into his empty bedroom and sit on his bed, and almost immediately just from the atmosphere you feel warmness going from your stomach to your cunt. since mike isn’t here you think “fuck it, why not?” and start lowering your hand down your stomach and into your panties.

after 3 minutes of you finally playing with yourself. “fuck mike” you moan loudly as your fingers are pumping in and out of yourself, mike enters the house, he runs straight into his room as he hears your moans.

“needy aren’t you?” he interrupts. you see him peering at you through his door frame. “oh you’re just fucking precious, breaking into my house to play with yourself on my bed, thinking about me.” he scoffs, trying to hide the grin on his face.

“m’sorry mike i just need you” you say pathetically. the sound of it coming out of your mouth is embarrassingly needy. even for you. you spread your legs out and mike swiftly takes off his jeans, exposing his cock to you. the sight of you has him rock hard and ready to fuck you. mike teases your cunt, only putting the tip in, almost like he’s punishing you.

“mike please need you s’bad” you mumble as he circles his fingers around your clit. “be a good girl and we’ll talk.” he says as he stops completely. you’re so desperate for touch you attempt to play with yourself since he won’t. “nope. do what i say and you’ll be able to cum today.” he says as he grasps your wrists

“okay okay, what do i need to do” you stop fighting and ask him. “get completely naked.” he orders. you take off your shirt and bra immediately. “now spit on your hands and play with yourself for me baby” he instructs. you draw a line of spit from your mouth onto your ring and middle finger and resume pumping your fingers into yourself. as mike looks down at you and smiles. “good girl, now move those fingers and let me properly fuck you.” he says. and you swore you never wanted to hear those words more now than ever

mike inserts himself completely into you and you yelp at the thrust of him hitting your gspot on the first shot. “fuck baby you feel s’good. s’fuckin wet for me” he groans. him talking to you like that makes you soak his dick in your wetness. he pumps in and out of you until you’re seeing stars “faster mike please- i’m gonna cum” you yell out. mike starts pumping faster and spits on your pussy as he’s pacing himself, almost to his release as well.

you hear him groan out and feel his dick twitch inside you. “cum inside mike i need you to fill me up” you mumble as your eyes roll back into your head. his view of this makes him explode inside you. you’re about a second after him, orgasming with him.

after 10 minutes pass, both of you are back to the present, mike cleans both of you up and looks at you smirking, “i love when i make your eyes roll”

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#jersey writes #five nights at freddy's #josh hutcherson #mike shmidt #fanfic #mike schmidt x reader smut #smut #mike schimdt fanfic #mike schmidt headcanons #mike schmidt #josh futterman #jealousjersey

[cyxnidx]

Hello! I hope you are doing well. I love your writing <3 If possible can I please request part 2 of “Don’t be shy w Tighnari, Cyno, Scaramouche, and Heizou? And or whoever else you’d like.

Also, can I be🧍anon if you have anons.

DONT BE SHY ! V. 2

Part 1 here

SURRREE omg idk why but this made me genuinely excited. You will now be known as 🧍 anon<3 im glad that you enjoy my work as well :)

characters: tighnari, cyno, scaramouche, and heizou

summary: things they would say to you in the bedroom~

warnings: reader is referred to as ‘mamas’ (cyno), reader is referred to as ‘darling’(tighnari) and that might be it. lmk if i missed anything

a/n: i was literally writing this when i noticed i had 300 followers..what a milestone🥰

TIGHNARI -- “i know, darling. just a little longer.”

tighnari was great with words of affirmation, both romantically and sexually, and he understood very well you needed to take it slow while he entered you. no matter how many times he ruined your hole, he had to put off some eagerness to help you adjust. he smiled so softly, watching as you welcomed his dick with a warm embrace. though, he couldn’t help but notice how you occasionally squirmed and let out a sigh. he felt so bad, but this was probably the best he was going to be able to do for you. “i know, darling.” he said, cupping your cheek as he placed his forehead atop of yours. “just a little longer, k?”

CYNO -- “youre doing so well mamas. i got you.”

you and cyno both had a bunch of favorite positions, one of his being cowgirl. he loved to see you bouncing on top of him, riding him so well. each and every time, he’d be supporting you through your high, watching as a white substance coated his dick. and this was one of those times, you felt so eager to chase after your high, but was ultimately tired. cyno being the supportive lover he was, helped you gain it. “youre doing so well mamas.” he said sweetly, hands gripping your hips as you finally reached the peak of your high, coming down to rest your head on his chest. “i got you.” he sighed, dick twitching in you from the sudden movement, seed filling you in the prettiest of ways.

SCARAMOUCHE -- “there it is. let me see how good i make you feel.”

when youre embarrassed, scaramouche couldn’t help but notice you’d cover your face or try to hide it. even when he told you about the little habit, you curled up in a corner, face buried into your knees. he found it a little cute though, so it wasn’t like he was mad about it. not that he’d tell you. and when you did it in bed? he most definitely loved it. he could never take the habit for granted. he’d purposely place a pillow or blanket near you, so when you’d try to hide he could have the honor of taking it from you. it fulfilled him beautifully. “don’t hide now..” he sighed, watching as you turned your head to the side and buried it in a blanket to hide your face. gently, he pulled it from you, watching tears perk up at the corner of your eyes. “there it is,” he said with a satisfied hum. “let me see how good i make you feel.”

HEIZOU — “mhm, just like that. use me all you want..”

heizou loved being able to be of help to you. he loved the fact he could be of use to his most favorite person. that being said, it made him so happy knowing you’d be willing to use him as much as you could. he didn’t care about overstimulation, or passing out. he was sure he’d have enough energy for whatever you had in mind, and didn’t mind overstimulation one bit. he loved seeing you make use of his dick, grinding and humping just for your own pleasure. every time he’d offer to help, you’d tell you got it yourself. you could handle it, but could he? the question always made him so tempted to thrust into you as hard as he could, having the possibility of sending you to your high. but he doesn’t. he wants to see you struggle. “you got it, baby,” his eyes livened up noticing he was near his limit, and you mightve been as well. “mhm, just like that baby. use me all you want..” he sighed, emptying himself into you, and one thrust later, you came as well.

#☆: 🧍anon #genshin impact #cyxnidx #smut #ask #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact smut #genshin tighnari #genshin cyno #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #shikanoin heizou #heizou x y/n #heizou being heizou #heizou smut #heizou my beloved #heizou imagines #tighnari smut #tighnari #tighnari x reader #tighnari imagines #cyno #cyno smut #cyno imagines #cyno x reader #cynos hot #scaramouche imagines #scaramouche x reader #cw smut

[ourautumn86]

hii<3 idk if its okay to request a story based on a song, but if yes then can i request sth w javier pena based on slow down by chase atlantic? if not thats also okay <3

a/n; yeah ofc!!! love chase atlantic tbh

slow down.

javier peña x fem! reader

cw; 18+ content, minors dni!, dirty talking, mentions of drugs, drug use (not specified, but you can think about weed), alcohol consumption, harsh rough sex, praising, multiple orgasms, unprotected piv sex (guys wrap it before you tap it ffs), cream pie, oral sex (r receiving)…

REMINDER: english is not my mother language so i apologize if there are some mistakes <3 !¡ either ways, i hope y’all like it. <3

REPOSTS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!

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you rolled your eyes when you saw him take the empty spot beside you at the bar, javier peña, the protagonist of all your nightmares. you took a harsh swing of your drink when you noticed his staring, and his sly smirk.

you sighed, turning to face him. “tell me what it is you wanna know now…” he smiled harder.

“finish up the bottle then we'll go, babe.” he winked, and you arched your eyebrows.

“that serious huh?” he shrugged.

“serious business need to take place in serious places.”

you took a glance at the bottle that you were draining your sorrows and stress in.

“won't you have a little?" you inquired, and he shook his head no.

“no way." you squinted your eyes. weird. that was until you noticed the red on his eyes, and everything made sense. not again.

“there’s no way you’re dragging me into it again, javi. i'm too phased and it's too late.” you said, and he smirked, one of his hands landed on your thigh, making you sigh at the warmth of his touch. your skin grew in goosebumps. “it was a mistake. i don’t want you running away from all this shit all over again when you come down from whatever you’re into.”

“but coming down is all i do babe…” he whispered in your ear. “don’t you remember it? you tasted so sweet, were so wet for me…” you shivered when his touch moves upwards, shooting electric shocks throughout your whole body. “i'll show you again how good it felt if you let me, pretty girl…”

you looked into his eyes, and even though you knew it was a mistake, the alcohol was too loud on your veins to let you hear the alarms blaring inside your mind. you took the bottle with you, and he paid for it, not caring about the money as long as he could take you home.

back to where you’d always belonged.

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“look at you, buried in the pillow trying to not wake up the neighbors? sweet girl, you’re too loud to even try…” he chuckled, fucking into you harder, making your legs wobble as he held you up by your hips, giving you back shots. “so eager…” he grunted, seeing how needly you fucked yourself back onto his cock. you’d already cum two times, and a white ring of your arousal was decorating his base. you were in need of another one, of him to fuck you senseless and dumb, to fuck away the thoughts from your head and the feeling from your heart. “shh, baby, slow down… i’m not going anywhere, why so needy, hm?” you moaned.

“shut the fuck up.” he chuckled at your hiss, fucking you harder and making you choke.

“such a filthy mouth, you always bite back don’t you? should i teach you some manners, hm? should i put you on your place?”

you were burning up. all you could see was red.

“fuck me like you mean it." you said and he grunted. "okay"

it's two-faced, this unspoken feelings you two never let it show. maybe it was too late to even make it known.

you felt like floating but your heart was heavy, and his dick was reaching so deep it was almost punching the words out of your guts. his thrusts were harsh and merciless, hitting your soft spot over and over again, making you moan and cry out his name.

“fuck. you drive me insane.” he moaned, fucking into you with need. “can’t take you out of my fucking mind since that night… always got me on some shit to forget how you feel.” you moaned, your heart beating faster in your chest. “so fucking tight and wet, shit…” he grunted and you were babbling.

“shit javier, harder…” you begged and his hands were tugging from your hips as he groaned, snapping his hips harder against you, his balls slapping against your clit with every new thrust. he was smirking, ‘cause fuck, even if he had told you to slow down, there you were, begging for more, arching your back for him so he could get deeper, fill you up to the brim.

“aw, that’s it, that’s all my pretty girl wanted hm? to get a little bit rough with her?” you whimpered.

“yes, yes, fuck!” he was hitting your g spot non-stop, making you feel like no one had ever before.

maybe that’s why you always ran before you could get hooked up on it. this love, his touch, his words, his eyes… there was all a drug that you couldn’t allow to get yourself into. but you couldn’t help to fall every time he would come closer, whisper just the right things to you and touch you were you needed it the most.

you let out a surprised gasp when he slipped out and turned you on your back, pinning you to the bed with a hand around your neck before plunging right back in.

you moaned and he grunted, your eyes squeezing shut in pleasure as he started to fuck you once again.

“much better, fuck. look at you. taking my cock so good. looking so good with me balls deep into your cunt, baby.” you moaned, your head feeling fuzzy as your stomach warm. you were getting close, and it was coming too fast and too strong. “wanna have you like this all the time, shit. want you so bad…” he groaned.

“javi…” your voice was broken, your lips swollen due to his kisses. “i’m gonna cum…” you cried out.

“you gonna cum, princess? gonna soak my cock?” you nodded, moaning, already a mess, tears staining your cheeks as his dick leaked inside of you. god, you were getting so tight. you couldn’t help but scream when his fingers met your clit, rubbing it in delirious quick and fast circles. “so fucking tight, you’re gonna milk my cock, fuck.” he grunted, his thrust harsh and quick to get you there.

you were falling apart.

“fuck, javi, i’m…!” you couldn’t even finish what you were saying before it hit you. waves of hot and heavy pleasure that made your walls flutters and your cum drip down his cock onto a white ring on his base. “fuck!” you cried out, and he was moaning in your ear, hips stuttering. just the sight of you falling apart in front of him, of your cunt warming up while getting tighter and wetter…

shit.

“i’m gonna cum, baby. fuck. where?” he inquired and your legs surrounded his hips, pushing him closer. deeper.

“inside, javi, cum inside.” you begged, riding out your orgasm, which only seemed to get higher, ending on a second one when you felt it; hot spurts of creamy pearly cum filling you up and painting your walls in white. he grunted, moaned, even whined as he pumped you full of him, helping you through your own high by rubbing your clit and playing with your breasts. when you two came down, he was sucking on your nipples, breath ragged and hair sticking to his forehead due to the sweat decorating his skin. you let out a little whine when he pulled out, watching his cum leak from your abused cunt.

you watched as well, and with a whimper you tugged on his hair, and he found your lips, stealing your breath away.

you looked into his eyes as you leaned back, a string of spit joining your mouths.

“javi…” you muttered, a frown on your face.

“yeah, gorgeous?” he inquired, a smirk on his face as he slowly started to get lower with his kisses. down your chest… your stomach…

“what are you doing?” you inquired him, and now he was kissing your inner thighs, making tou twitch and your cunt to start throbbing again.

“going down.” he gave you a wink and you sighed, rolling your eyes.

but those actions repeated themselves in a total different situation and meaning when his tongue was buried deep into your pussy and he was making you moan once again.

you were always running from him, from this. but maybe you could slow down. and enjoy the ride.

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pedro pascal masterlist! <3

xxx

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[oreoov]

☆ ─ 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒, 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ..?

kazuha x gn!reader / fluffy fluff / modern au <3

synopsis ─ you and kazuha seem to be more than friends, but at the same time, none of you have ever confessed so .. what exactly are you guys ..?

warnings : the word "hell", lots of and lots of teasing, kissing (idk how to put warnings so im just putting anything that sounds bad to some people LMAO)

notes : HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAZUHA!! (im very late but we dont talk about that) btw u guys should read my other kazuha fic because it didn't wanna show on tags and it flopped so bad!!! 🤬🤬

you were confused, puzzled, bewildered. kazuha has hugged you, yes. hold hands? always. cuddled? yes .. kissed ..? maybe once or twice but never on the lips .. but he never confessed or confirmed anything.

or maybe close friends just do that right ..? right .......?????

thats what you were trying to figure out for the past hour in this oh, so boring math class. you were too focused you didn't even notice kazuha staring at your gaze.

"are you okay? you know, its quite strange to me that you've been focusing on class a lot more these past days .." he whispers with a faint chuckle as he continues to look at you with the soft gaze of his.

ah yes, totally focusing in class .. if only he knew what you were thinking about this entire time!

"you should focus too zuha! stop looking at me like that .." you mumbled out quitely, a soft tint of red slowly came to sight on your cheeks.

"mhm .. my bad, its kind of your fault for looking so cute though." he teases you once more before finally turning away from you, proceeding to focus onto class just like what you told him to do.

you blushed even more by the comment .. ahahah .. close friends definitely don't say stuff like that. so why hasn't he said anything about it yet? you wanted to smack kazuha in the face for leaving it so unclear! or maybe you were just blind.

the bell suddenly rang, class was dismissed. both you and kazuha headed out of class, off to the cafeteria. and of course, he interwined his soft hands with yours.

because of this simple action, many rumors about you both possibly dating has suddenly appeared day by day. and yet, even you didn't know the clear answer to that.

the thought of dating him was never a bad idea in your opinion. is he cute, adorable, and handsome? yes. is he loving and caring? yes. is he smart? yes. is he too friendly with others? maybe ... but is he boyfriend material? yes, YES, YEYSYEYSS. (mb for simping)

do you like him? yes ....

"do you want anything? i'll pay for you!" kazuha interrupted your thoughts once again as he asked you with his signature soft, gentle smile that was only reserved for you.

"uhh .. not really hungry right now, thanks for asking though!" you returned a smile to him before looking away into your surroundings again.

"wrong answer, love. ill get you your fav okay? go find a seat while i get your food." oh, what a gentleman, but .. he. called. you. "LOVE"?!?

you wanted to jump out of this world!! your face was so red and your heart is bouta explode! you swear that this is gonna be your last straw and you are going to confront him right now!!!

"u- uh .. oh uhm yeah, ill go sit over there alright? uhh ..." ahahha .. yes, totally confront him ...

you turned back, face was still red as hell as you approached the empty table you're going to sit at. you took a seat and covered your face with your hands.

you need to ask him about all this sooner or later. you couldn't bare another day like this, but what if he actually doesn't like you? and he was just doing those gestures as friends ..?

your mind kept running back and forth from the only two possibilities that there could be ; "hes only doing that as friends ..." or "he literally wants me so bad."

you sighed as you watch him approach you with your food. you thanked him for the food and started to dig in, but he wasn't eating ...

"aren't you going to eat anything ..." i looked at him with a confused and worried look. what a hypocrite smh ...

"im not hungry right now, dont worry!" he responds with his soft smile again which always manages to makes your heart melt.

"y- you ... ughh ... here, lets just share .. you damn hypocrite." you scoffed as you pushed your plate closer to the center of the table.

he chuckles at you, but he accepts the food either ways to avoid you worrying for him. he only a ate a little though .. since he knows you hate sharing your favorite food!

you both ate over with a conversation, talking with him was always so easy. somehow, there was never a time where there wasn't a topic to talk about .. another reason to date him .....

"ah- wait ... i gotta get my book at my locker after this. you wanna come?" kazuha asked as he took his last bite, and so did you.

"ohhh .. sure, actually im gonna get my book too!"

"alright then, let's go" he reached his hand out for you again as he stood up. that simple gesture was enough to make you blush again.

he brought you along the hallways, which was quite empty, as everyone was mostly at the cafeteria. maybe .. maybe this is a proper chance to ask him ..?

your hands started to get sweaty as you got more nervous just because of one simple question. and of course kazuha notices ... because thats just how he is!

"are you alright? you seem quite nervous .." he stopped walking to check up on you.

your heart instantly dropped as he asked if you were okay. this is the chance to confront him, and to get this all over with!! just 1 simple question ... you can do it!!!

"i- uhm .."

"yes? you what ?"

"kazuhawhatexactlyarewebecauseyoukeepconfusingmewithyouractionsbutyouneverconfessedanythingsoidkwhatsgoingon"

"uhh, sorry but .. could you perhaps .. speak slower?"

you sighed as you had to repeat everything you said to him again!! your heart was beating faster and faster by every second, it was about to explode ...

"w- what i asked was .. what exactly are we ..? you keep confusing me with your actions since you know .. im pretty sure friends dont act like this, right?" you looked down as you were in a blushing mess. he was even still holding your hand oh so gently.

he chuckles softly, he didn't even blink. it was as if he was already expecting this question. and he was waiting for you to ask! "well, what do you think we are silly?" he chuckles again.

"i- i dont know!! thats why im asking you!! you're the one thats silly ..." you scoffed at him as you let go of his hand.

he couldn't contain his laugh as he took both of your hands again. "then ill ask a different question, what do you want us to be ..?"

uh oh ... things were not supposed to go this way and he was definitely not supposed to ask you this question!!! "u- uhm .. i- i guess more than .. friend's ..?"

"oh, come on dear, im not accepting that as an answer. you should be more specific to avoid anymore confusion! tell me, do you want us to be friends, or lovers?" he smirked, he was enjoying teasing you a little too much ...

"y- you ..!! i- i want us to be .. lovers. alright? i said it so stop teasing me now, this is so embarrassing!!" you were surely gonna die from embarrassment, and it was all because of kazuha ...

he chuckles at you, he couldn't help it. "alright, alright ill stop, im sorryyy, i couldn't help it! you were too adorable for your own good ..."

he continues "but, im also sorry for leaving it unclear, my dear." he pats your head softly as he embraces you softly.

"s- so .. were like, dating .. i guess? uhm .." surely it felt awkward for you, but you were also relieved! atleast now you know that he feels the same.

he laughs in amusement because of your constant confusion "yes, yes we are my love. you know what? how about i give you a proper kiss incase you're still confused? do i have your permission to do that ..?"

"f- fine .."

(insert kissing scene cuz idk how to write one LMAO)

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[shenachigans]

FORGET AND FORGET | Wanda Maximoff

PAIRING: Actress!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Actress!Reader

CW: angst (?), drinking, unreciprocated love, broken reader, intrusive thoughts (su¡c!de),

SUMMARY: Wanda finds out the reason you drown yourself in relationships.

A/N: Idk what this is... Sorry if it’s all over the place. I just poured my emotions into words and boom here we are :D

WORDS: 2,012

(FANFIC IS UNDER THE CUT!)

You can’t remember how many glasses you’ve had the past few hours, not like you care, not like anyone cares if you get alcohol poisoning or not. Nobody cares and loves you for who you are. That is why you’re drinking the gloomy night away on your kitchen floor, stained with tears and spilled wine. Your girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, cheated on you with a man, deeming she only put up with you because of your money and fame. She didn’t love you, especially not with the baggage that made your relationship a rocky path. “3 years of dating down the drain, whoop whoop!” you cheered, trying to humor yourself to distract you from the pain in your chest. “A new record for the broken actress, Y/n Y/l/n!” 

It won’t be long before another headline of your failed relationship spreads, but you don’t care because you’re used to it. Damn these paparazzi for meddling in people’s personal lives. The only reason why your personal life doesn’t interfere with your career is because of your talent for acting. Without it, you’d be in some deep shit. They were your ex’s words (you don’t remember which ex said that), but you agree with them. You don’t even know how you could still do your job when you could barely get yourself together. Maybe it's the fact that you could escape yourself and become someone else. Who knows? All you know is that in every role you play, part of the real you—the broken you—is always branded in the characters, which is why your works are famous and unique. Although, that wasn’t intentional.

“When will someone love me like she does?” An exasperated sigh fell from your lips, your mind clouding up as the alcohol started to take a toll on you. You could feel the shooting pain in your head already. Tomorrow will be a bitch to handle with your hangover. “Will someone other than her ever love a helpless dick like me?” Your chuckles turned into boisterous laughter. “I don’t even have one… maybe that’s why that cheater left me for a man.” As your attempted humor died down, you clumsily poured another glass of wine before letting the liquid burn your throat. “Mm… At least wine buddy here will always be with me.” A tender smile grazed your features as you looked at the empty wine bottles staring at you. You sighed contently, resting your head on the island’s cupboards, “Yes, this is my happy ever after.”

“Maybe if I weren’t an actress, I wouldn’t get tricked by these gold-digging, heartbreaking fuckers,” you laughed. “Maybe if I wasn’t breathing at all—Ugh, these fucking thoughts.” You vowed to prevent your intrusive thoughts from getting to you, but you always fail. But damn, doing everything your thoughts told you was tempting your whole being. “I need to plan a cool way to die first.” Shaking your head with a lopsided smile, you reach out for the wine bottle, deciding to just drink straight from it when the door of your condo slams open. “Fuck, I didn’t think I’d die this early,” you mutter, a hint of soberness hitting you at the thought of an intruder crashing your place.

Your trembling hands immediately looked for your phone to call someone. “This is a much less cool way to die,” you cursed when a red bar on your phone battery greeted you. You needed to call someone quickly, which you did by calling the first person on your recently called list. However, you were too much in a state of panic to see who it was. You didn’t want to leave the world with headlines titled similarly to: “Helpless actress Y/n Y/l/n killed in her condo on the night her nth ex-girlfriend left her.” That is definitely not what you want to leave in your legacy. No matter how much you wanted to leave the world, she was the only reason you had yet to do bullshit so you wouldn’t disappoint her and make her sad. You do hope she feels that way if you ever did.

You could hear your phone ringing and the intruder’s steps in dance in a waltz, quickening your heartbeat. But everything came to a blur when their phone started to ring. Somehow, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. Someone you know crashed your place, but why? “Y/n!” Oh. “Y/n/n, are you alright?! Where are you?!” Their voice, despite panicked, calmed your nerves, and you felt that you were drunk on them and not the wine. You shakily got up and held onto the kitchen island to prevent yourself from falling. Your ass hurts, and your legs are weak. “Kitchen!” You called out and then heard hurried steps before your eyes met her forest-green eyes filled with concern. “Wanda…” 

Your best friend, a fellow actress, was standing before you. Her appearance was disheveled as if she had rushed to your place, and the thought of it made your stomach churn bittersweetly. Your train of thought halted when your phone started talking about leaving a voice message. You ended eye contact with Wanda to end the call before chucking it across the island, hoping you didn’t toss it too far to make it fall on the floor. You looked back at Wanda and jolted when she suddenly appeared before you, wedging you between her and the island. The wine really messed up your senses, huh? “W-Wands, why are you here?” The nickname made her worried expression falter into a saddened smile. She sighed, “You called five hours ago and told me what happened, but I couldn’t get to you until now because of my schedule and the traffic. I’m sorry.”

“Did I?” you furrowed your brows as you lulled your head to the side, trying to remember, and she hummed to clear your confusion. “I’m sorry for making you worry… I was drunk.” you wanted to slap yourself at your shrinking voice. You feel so vulnerable around her, always so warm in her presence. Wanda chuckled at your statement and corrected, “Still drunk.” You huffed with a pout, “But I’m more sober now thanks to the heart attack you almost gave me. How’d you even get in?” Wanda brought an extra pair of keys before you, leaving you dumbfounded again. “Come on, sit. Your legs are barely doing their job. Let me get something to sober you up,” she chuckled, helping you to the living room, and you genuinely smiled for the first time tonight. Wanda’s gentle touch spreads warmth to your cheeks (not from the alcohol) and butterflies in your stomach. You didn’t need anything but her. “Stay,” you urged, tugging her sleeve. “Alright.” She sent you a smile before you two cuddled on your couch.

“Wands, am I lovable?” Your sudden question made her furrow her brows, breaking the comfortable silence. Wanda looked down at you, resting your head on her shoulder and covered in your favorite blanket. Your vulnerable state made her tighten her arms around you, making you snuggle closer and bask in her soothing scent and warmth. “Of course you are. The ones who left you don’t see what we see—what I see.” You hum in understanding. The pain in your chest only deepened from her statement, “What I see.” What could your best friend see in you? “Do you love me?” You asked despite knowing the answer, and Wanda would’ve missed your words if you weren’t beside her. “Yes, I do, Y/n/n. I love you very much.” A solemn smile was your response, making Wanda think she said something wrong. “Not the way I want.” It was supposed to be a thought kept deep in your head, but you knew you messed up when you felt her body tense around you. You didn’t mean to say it aloud. “W-What do you mean…?”

“I-I’m sorry. Forget what I said.” You hoped she would brush it off as one of your drunken antics, and you cursed yourself for being so broken, so desperate for her to look at you the same way you do. Yes, you’re romantically in love with your best friend, but she’s married with children. You knew her love was nothing but platonic and motherly, but you still fell for her. Remembering your reality, you wiped your tears before they embarrassingly fell for the nth time before pulling away from her hold, avoiding her eyes, but she held your wrists, looking at you with a guilty and concerned expression. No. Why is she guilty? Is she pitying you? You didn't want her pity. You just want something she can’t give you.

“Am I the reason why you drown yourself in relationships…?” Wanda spoke carefully, and your silence confirmed her suspicion. She was happy, and you didn’t want to break your friendship, which is why you sought other women to forget your feelings for Wanda, but none of them could compare to her. You dated and dated and dated, even almost married your recent ex-girlfriend if you didn’t catch her affair, just to forget about her. You just wanted to stop the pain in your heart, even if your relationships were toxic and short. You even wanted to cut ties with Wanda because it hurt too much, but you couldn’t push her away, not when she was the only one helping you live your miserable life. “I’m sorry, Wands. I… I just want to be happy because I can’t have you. P-Please don’t push me away, Wanda. I don’t want to lose you, please.” Your broken sobs returned for the nth time this night, but Wanda carefully held you in her arms, letting you cry your heart out. “You don’t need to apologize, Y/n/n. I won’t push you away. I’m right here.” Wanda knew it was hard for you to keep everything to yourself, and she felt guilty for breaking you more than you already are.

You couldn’t remember how long you stayed in her arms, but you did feel better now that you got all those pent-up emotions out of your chest, and you’re grateful that Wanda didn’t push you away. As much as you wanted her to stay, it was already late, and she needed to return home. “You should go… Vis and the twins are waiting for you,” you muttered, your voice spent from sobbing for god knows how many hours. Despite her protests, you escorted her to the entrance and sent her a genuine smile. “Thank you, Wands.” Your statement made her mirror your expression before she hugged you goodbye. After a long, tired sigh of relief, you went to the kitchen to find your phone. When you did, you scrolled over someone’s contact and called them. A few rings passed before they answered. “Hello? Y/n?” Their voice made you shakily sigh. “H-Hey, Nat. Can you pick me up, please? I know it’s been a long time… but can you help me forget… again…? Thank you…” The line went silent for a few seconds, and you started to regret calling her. “Of course, anytime, detka. I’ll make you forget. I always do.” 

Half an hour later, a black car stops before your condo building, and you rush down to meet her. Natasha: your friend with benefits. A relationship almost bloomed between you and her, but you two settled to remain friends and hit each other up when you needed sex. She’s the one who holds you every time your relationship crumbles. She makes you forget about everything with her touch, even if it’s only for a short time. Perhaps jumping from person to person to find love isn’t a bad idea now that you’ve gotten your feelings for Wanda out of your chest. You could now focus on yourself and find or wait for the one. You’ll just wait until someone accepts your baggage and loves you as you are. But before that happens, you just have to forget and forget until you’re ready to move on.

© shenachigans — do not plagiarise, translate, repost, or copy.

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[callsigns-haze]

Style

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Y/n 'Haze' Mitchell

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Y/N and Jake don't hate each other as much anymore…maybe it's time for a date......

Based of the song: Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift

Warnings: Fluff, idk maybe cursing, sexual theme

Part 1 / Part 2/ Part 3

THIS IS NOT PROOF READ SO A LOT OF SPELLING MISTAKES!

I used the script for the Rookie phone call for the call!

Work.

You hated it. Especially if you've been here since 4 in the morning and it's only getting started.

The days till you have to put in the reports on the daggers were coming closer each minute.

It was torture. You didn't mind the whole flying part of your job; you loved it over the moon but the paperwork. Not just any ordinary paperwork. Jake's.

What were you supposed to write. That he's an arrogant, cocky, handsome devil that you'd let him fuck you into next month's Sunday. Yeah, that's definitely off the table.

You haven't seen him since the teasing game of pool and the watch. His watch. It lies on your nightstand. Every single morning you wake up and check the time on his watch.

You have a phone right beside you. Two centimeters away from your hand but because it's his… That's why you use it.

Days like this are slow. Probably the slowest in existence. You're buried in piles of paperwork and files.

Right now you're working on Paybacks. His abilities are top notch and his biggest priority besides the mission's aim is to get his WSO home, to him that's more important than himself.

You're about to fall asleep while there's a loud but sudden knock on the office door.

"It's open," you say waked, straightening your uniform quickly and elegantly sitting back into the chair.

"Well hello, angel," that Texan accent you could recognize from miles away. In his voice there's still some of that morning rasp. It's only quarter to 9 but for you it's like 6 in the evening.

"Hangman," you say closing over the opened file book and leaning further back into the black leather chair as Jake takes a seat in one of two empty chairs at the other side of the table.

"You say that with such disappointment and disgrace, I seen the way your eyes lit up when my presence entered," he smirks, his tone is more smooth now, more awake, happy, illuminated.

"I'd be happy if a rodent came in here at this point, but I see that one just entered," you smirk.

"Oh you little bitch, daddy thought you no manners?" He says cocking his head to the side, that smirk of his own coming onto his face.

"I'm working on your file right now, Bagman. Wanna call me a bitch again?" You say getting up, placing the file book onto a shelf and bring a stack of papers with it.

"You know I mean a bitch as a good thing, right? Like a compliment!" Ridiculous that's what he is and you can't help but smile at this. He never changed and never will. He's a Seresin after all.

"Nice try. Now what do you need?"

"You."

"What?" You squeak out, turning around from the shelf to see the crossed legged devil himself looking up at you.

He gets up which causes you to take a step back, your back hitting off the shelf making yourself cornered as he moves forward and holds out his arm onto the side of the shelf and leans into you.

"Since you're about to end our little check-in and might move to another station, I wanna take you on a date," he says, those green eyes in line with yours, height difference non existing to him.

He caught you wayyyyyyyyyyy of guard. Jakob Thomas " Hangman " Seresin the second just asked you out and you're too stunned to answer.

Wow. You weren't expecting this, today or even ever.

"Shit, sorry if I came on too strong there. I had a while entire plan and everything but I just haven't been able to spend time with you for so long and in always wanted to take you out bu-" you cut him off with placing your finger on his lip making him look down at you but all you do is smile.

He gently grabs your wrist and removes your finger if those delicate, rosy lips of his and he continues.

"It's just ever since I saw your dad at the Hard Deck, for some reason I thought you'd be with him. I know that's ridiculous, your not a child anymore but I just wanted to see you again, talk maybe, I don't know," he says which makes you beam even more.

He just told you that you were on his mind after all this time. Even before you came back to top gun. You were on his mind. Now that's just pure wow.

"If you really wanted to talk with me so bad, you could've asked my dad for my new number," you place your hand on his cheek, the heat of your palm against those calmed features feels right.

"I know but I wanted to see you in person," he admits, leaning in forward, distance barely exists anymore. You can feel his breath against you and those lips were so close. With just a lean they could be against yours.

"Well cowboy, take me out on your date then."

"Free tonight?"

"Tonight"

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"So..." Javy wiggled his eyebrows. "Tonight's the big date night, right? Are you hyped?"

"Yeah." He tried to say it confidently but the crack in his voice sold him out. He sighed and slouched his shoulders. "I'm nervous."

"Why? It's not like you guys haven't gone out before."

"It's not the date I'm nervous about..." he admitted. "It's what could happen when we get back."

"Oh?" Javy responded with a suggestive tone and an eyebrow raised. "Since when is that something you worry about? I know it's been a while but we were roommates at one point. I'm well aware that you have plenty of experience. And it's not like you've never done it with her before."

"Jesus Javy"

"Well then my advice would just be to go for it and whatever happens, happens. I'm sure it's been a while for her too. She's probably just as nervous. Just enjoy each other; you guys have been waiting too long for this just to let some dumb nerves get in the way."

"I guess you're right," Jake sighed.

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You dug up half your wardrobe not finding anything to wear. Every outfit just doesn't seem right. With another sigh you keep digging through more clothes as your phone rings.

"Hi. I'm almost there."

"No. No... No, you're not."

"No, I'm not. Sorry. Um, are you?"

"No! Uh... Does this restaurant have a dress code?"

"Uh... no. I mean, you could wear cargo shorts if you wanted."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, what does it matter, as long as you're comfortable?"

"Nice try. That was clearly a test. ( Laughs ) And you should know better than to test the master."

( Scoffs ) "What are you wearing?"

"Yeah, um, I don't know yet, but I do have a lot of outfits that I am not going to wear, so... Well, we are running low on time."

"Traffic's getting ugly."

"Yeah, totally. I... It's silly. I just need to make a decision..... Uh, yes. The green dress. It is decided."

"Great. Well, I-I'll see you soon."

"Okay. Bye."

'No. Oh, my God.' definitely not the green dress.

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"You look beautiful," he says as you both are enjoying your meals. He looks handsome, with the hair slipped back and white t-shirt.

"And you look equally as handsome," you say taking a sip of the red wine you were served. The professional man is gone and instead it is the eyes of one who loves deeply. If it were anyone else you would drop your gaze, but with him you're drawn in closer, always wanting more. Then he says the words you need to hear, "We're ok, you and me. Okay?" You just nod, taking in every moment for your memory, knowing it is the medication you need to survive the next few days. In all the world there isn't another like him, or you for that matter; you are two souls who feel like once upon another reality we were soul mates, eternal flames. "Why did it take you so long to ask me out?" you ask, catching him way off guard.

"What?" He did not expect you to ask that, not now not ever. He's shocked that you did ask about it.

"Oh Jakob, from the moment I walked into the hard deck I knew that you wanted to fuck me."

"I did not." He held his hands up to his chest like a sign of fake offence.

"You sure did!"

"Haze, I did not." He says moving closer to you in the booth you sit in and the distance between the two of nearly doesn't exist. "Well I think you definitely did," you say as you feel his breath on you and still continue to annoy him.

You're trying to be indifferent. It doesn't do to let someone with an ego like his know how much power he has. You don't lean in, don't make it easy or seem too keen. Then he brushes your hair back from your shoulder and moves in so close you can feel his lean body pressed up against you. You feel his warmth and already your mind has placed your lips together.

But instead he leans in to caress your neck, slow and gentle. He's making you wait and you can hardly bare it. You want his lips now, you want his kisses. Then he cups your face in his hands and gives you what he knows you want.

His kiss is not at all the same as those movie stars, but one steeped in a passion that ignites. It is the promise of realness, of the primal desire that lives in us all. And with it he tells me that he is awake, connected within, that he embraces himself rather than hide as a copy of those romantic idols.

"That was wow," you say subconsciously as he smirks, putting a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He's such a gentleman and he's doing everything to make you fall for him more.

"It sure was," he says smirking leaning in for another kiss but your phone ringing interrupts.

"It's nothing." You say looking down at your phone as he takes his hand off your cheek.

"You sure?" he ask with a look that tells you he doesn't mind if you answer or not. He always didn't mind things like this, he always approved.

"I'm sure," you say leaning in kissing him again. You both forget the people around you, each consumed in the other.  A small smile spreads over his lips and his face comes closer to yours slowly.  His nose nudges yours gently making you giggle and his smile widens before he finally presses his lips to yours tenderly.  His hands hold you close, your chests pressing together and keeping you warm as he kisses you slowly and tenderly, wanting to savor the moment.

"I'll get the bill and we'll leave," he says, feeling like the two of you are done in the restaurant for the night.

"Nah-ah, I'm paying," you say reaching into your wallet but he gently grabs your wrist.

"I wouldn't be a gentlemen if I let you pay," he says lifting your gaze and smirks.

"Jake, you're forgetting I know you. You're far from a gentlemen. And I never let people pay for me on the first date," you say getting up and getting out of the booth the two of you sat in.

"What about on the second date?" He asks cheekily.

"Who said anything about a second date?" You answer sheepishly.

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"You know I loved tonight," you say as the two of you stand in front of your apartment.

"I loved tonight to," He says smiling down on you.

"Jake..."

"Mhhmmmm?"

"I'm so sorry for all the pain I've caused you. You probably don't want to talk about it, but...After that night with everything going on, I felt so dead in the inside because I knew already how bad I hurt you. I didn't expect for you to forgive me and I guess I felt even worse when you did. I blamed everyone and everything, but myself and for that I'm truly sorry. I wont ever in life do it again. I also know that my promises haven't been very credible, but if I ever hurt you like this again-I want you to never come back to me, okay?" you asks, he bending down to kiss your forehead. He nod his head. He couldn't help, but feel touched by this. You finally opened up to that night. He finally got a look into your head.

"Angel, whatever happens in between us, I'm never letting you go again okay."

"Okay..."

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[ficcidio]

MATILDA

paining: bf!bangchan x reader

genre: angst, fluff, comfort

warnings: reader is anxious, talking about depression, mentions of food, insecurities, swear words, family issues, idk if there's anything else

a/n: i feel so bad because i lost my old account ( @straycidio ) where i had this posted originally. i really hope you enjoy it, tho. if there’s anything wrong please tell me <3

ᯤ now playing: matilda by harry styles

— 시작

he had seen it. everything. every time you were anxious, sad, when you felt like everything was wrong. he had seen it, but you didn't notice. chris really tried to help you, but you just didn't want help. you thought it wasn't noticeable, maybe for other people it wasn't.

but you boyfriend saw everything.

everytime you stared at yourself too long in the mirror, everytime you locked yourself in the bathroom for hours, when you came late from work, when you didn't have energy to work at all. he did notice. maybe it was time to do something about it.

"are you okay?" his sweet voice asked. you were in front of him, but you weren't there. you were barely touching the food he spent hours doing even after a whole day at work.

you looked up at him and saw his worried face. "i'm fine" you lied "i'm just sleepy" you hated to lie to him but you truly didn't want him to worry. not with everything he had to do at work and the comeback he was preparing. it would be too much.

"you're not. you seem so distant"

the confidence he used in that sentence surprised you. how could he know it? you've been hiding it so well. you probably just couldn't pretend anymore. " really am, don't worry" you smiled at him and he looked down to his plate, empty, while yours was still full. you observed him quietly for a few seconds when he decided to glance back at you.

"when will you stop pretending, y/n?" he said, touching your hand. your eyes opened wide and your mouth did the same to defend yourself, but he interrupted you. "you can lie to everyone, but not to me. please, do not lie to me"

your eyes watered at his words, you were speechless. you couldn't say anything because he was right. you couldn't lie to him. he would always find out.

"i…” you tried to formulate a sentence, but the worlds didn't come out. "i'm sorry" a single tear ran down your cheek. you quickly used your thumb to wipe it, but chris grabbed your wrist and he did it instead. your eyes were connected and you somehow you felt the warmth you've wanted to feel all this months. the protection you needed.

"hey, no, no, it's okay" he said, standing up and walking to you. he leaned towards you and kissed your head. he later took you in his arms and sat on the couch to sit you on his lap. "what's wrong, baby?"

you tried to explain, but you just couldn't put the words together, it didn't make sense. he watched you struggle, and decided to pat your head. "you're okay, hm? it's okay, we have all the time you need" he comforted you with a gentle kiss on your cheek and hugged you while you let out more tears. your sobs started to become louder and your breathing quickened. you hid your face in the crook of his neck, his t-shirt started getting wet. "please, talk to me" he asked one more time "what's wrong?"

"everything is wrong! i-i just can't do this" you sobbed. he didn't answer, letting you more time to continue. "life keeps sending me lessons b-but all i want to do is brush my teeth and shower normally... i can't even do that! i... just can't." you vented

"no, you can" he said surely "you're so strong, you can do it. you might feel like you're dying but you're not. it will be fine"

"that's what i've been saying for years now... but it keeps worsening" you tried to catch your breath between your sobs and cries "my family, myself... what it's wrong with me? why am i like this?"

"like what, y/n?" he asked sweetly, analyzing your face all the time "like horrible!" you yelled, and when you watched his face you tried to calm down. "not even my own family likes me, chris" you whispered.

"let it go. it's not your fault. you can let it go, love" chris said, connecting his eyes with yours. "it is-" you were interrupted by him "no, it is not. it's been years and it hasn't changed because you don't want to let go. you don't feel capable and keep punishing yourself. but i don't believe that time will change your mind. in other words, i know they won't hurt you anymore as long as you can let them go"

"but i'm so sorry for them.." you tried your words to make sense, but they just didn't.

"you don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up. anywhere you go, you don't need a reason 'cause they never showed you love. y/n, you don't have so be sorry for doing it on your own"

after half an hour of crying, your breathing calmed down and his arms felt more comfortable than they ever had. your eyes felt heavier each time and chris noticed. though your cheeks were still wet and you eyes were still red, something felt different. you felt better, your chest didn't hurt anymore, it was easy to breath. chris kissed your face sweetly and when you smiled at him, he did the same.

"my beautiful girl" he whispered next to your ear. “let's go to sleep" he then lifted you up and carried you to your bedroom. he grabbed one of his sweaters and put it on you, to later open the bed and get you inside.

"thank you. i'm sorry" you sighed. "you don't have to be sorry" he said gently, to kiss your face multiple times and later cuddle with you

"i love you" you muttered. you waited for an answer for a few minutes until you gave up and you focused on sleeping.

"i love you more"

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[bubblessunshinehoney]

Hey there. I was wondering if I could request a small imagine, with Bucky. Idk. Something fluffy,like a date night at a carnival. Maybe using his "skills" to win you every plush prize and you giving them away to little kids( all except maybe one or two special ones)

I don't really care, I just need sweet,loving Bucky in my life. Thanks.

Oh I love your idea !!!

Here's what I've imagined 🥰

CARNIVAL LOVE

Don't be shy, comment, reblog, like!

Enjoy,

Cloudy

🥰🌷

TW: none, its rotting fluff hehe

Not beta read, written on my phone, English is not my first language, all mistake are my own.

It was the carnival, a themed one...and it was the 40s.

Bucky didn't tell you what will be his outfit but you decided to wear a dress straight out of the 40s, you found it in your grandma wardrobe.

You met in front of the fair, he saw you from a miles away, you took his breath away, like every time he saw you... he couldn't believe you were his...and even more now that he was seeing you in a 40s outfit... he would have fallen for you in that time too... he thought he would have fallen for you in any time and any universe.

"BUCKY! HI, oh my god...you look handsome in your uniform." You hugged him tight, he held you close and kissed your head, breathing you in.

"And you look gorgeous, doll. I would have ask you out right away too in that time", he whispered.

You looked up at him with the softest smile and his favourite one, you held him a bit tighter, not that he complained he wanted to be crushed by your love sometimes.

"Such a flirt, mister !", you giggled and he kissed your nose, making you sneeze.

"JAMESSSS, you know I hate thatttt", you glared at him with a smirk.

He kissed you softly to apologise even if you both knew he wasn't sorry at all.

"Come on, I need to treat my girl and show her how much I'm good at shooting targets."

"No cheating, Jamie, don't use your super soldier skill", you warned.

"Mmh, yeah, yeah," he said, not really listening but already planning what big prices he would get you.

~~~~~

By now, he had won you, two giant Teddy bears: a panda one and a bear one. Some fake roses, but absolutely beautiful ones. Some candies, that you gave to children, because it was way too much and you didn't want them to go to waste. Some random goodies and now he was planning on getting you the unicorn plushies. There were 3 of them, a little, medium and big one.

"Buck, it's too much ! We alread did a car break to put everything in the..."

He held you, by your waist and kissed you.

"Shhh, I want to treat my girl"

He looked behind you and whispered, "I'm gonna win the three unicorns and you choose which little girl will have what. I saw them trying to get one and couldn't they look sad."

You turned around and saw two little girls with sad faces, looking at the unicorns and they're empty hands.

You looked back at Bucky and you fell in love again. "Gosh...you'll be the most adorable dad ever".

He shaked his head and blushed, before turning to win all the unicorns. You gave the two bigger ones to the little girls, and the smile on their face was worth it. You didn't mind anymore that your boyfriend used his skills to win them.

"Why did you keep only the tiniest?", he asked, holding your free hand.

"I'm keeping it to give it to our first child."

He choked on his water and looked at you. "Really, doll? You want children with me ?"

You nodded and kissed him tenderly, "I want everything with you, Jamie."

The end

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[ssuperficialspacecadett]

i headcannon that benny and reader blast rihanna while closing the gym. it becomes a tradition that they blast music and dance around while closing. it gets to the point that the boys start wondering why benny keeps being late to their hangouts after his work. at some point they catch benny blowing his back out and reader recording and laughing at benny

Benny, Better Have My Money

Chapter Five | Drabble for the Through the Scope series | Chapter Six

*best read in between chapter 5 & 6*

Rating: IDK ?? everyone ??

Word Count: 1029

TW: tooth rotting friend fluff w/ Benny & some ass throwing ?!?!

Notes: anon, i wish i could kiss that beautiful brain of yours for thinking of this absolutely fucking hilarious scene thats now 100% canon in the through the scope series to me HAHAHA !! i hope i did some justice to your brilliant idea & thank u so so much for submitting it ((: this one is for u ! happy reading <3

*i wrote this w/o looking over it because the idea was just to good so if you see any grammatical errors.. no you dont*

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Closing up after a long shift was never fun. Well, it was never fun until you started working for Benny. After the last guests were ushered out and the doors were locked, you were put in charge of the gyms music. It was only fair since Benny had free reign during operating hours after all. Plus, your taste in music wasn’t exactly family friendly. 

“Alright, what are we feeling this evening? Lady Gaga? Megan Thee Stallion? Doja Cat? Maybe some Rico Nasty? What artist really says ‘I want to clean this whole gym and look hot while doing it’ to you?” 

“The evening song choices are all yours. I’m way too tired to even think about makin’ another decision right now.”

“Well,” You say as you start scrolling through artists on his phone to find one that will bring the energy that both of you need to get this done. “If you’re so tired, why are you going out with the guys after this?” 

“You know that doesn’t count.” He’s currently working his way through cloroxing all the workout benches and weights. “The only decision I have to make when I’m there is if I want another drink or not and that's easy. Of course I want another fuckin’ drink!” 

“Touché,” You laugh as you find the perfect playlist for the evening. “Let’s get this cleaning party started!” 

Rhianna’s Bitch Better Have My Money starts blasting at full volume from the gym's speakers as you make your way over to the basket full of used towels. 

Bitch, better have my money

Y’all should know me well enough

Bitch, better have my money

Please don’t call me on my bluff

Pay me what you owe me

“Oh fuck yeah! I love Rhianna!” He yells as he turns to you. 

You pull out a towel, point to him from across the gym, and start swinging it over your head as you lip sync to the song playing. 

Kamikaze if you think that you gon’ knock me of the top

Shit, your wife in the back seat of my brand new foreign car

Don’t act like you forgot

I call the shot, shot, shots.

Benny makes finger guns and pretends to fire them at you on each beat. “Sing it, girl!”

The two of you run dramatically to each other in the middle of the gym and start dancing like crazed animals. Each of your tasks having been long forgotten as soon as the music started. You both know by now that neither one of you will be leaving anytime soon.

***

“Where the fuck is your brother, Will?” Pope huffs.

Frankie, Pope, and Will have all been waiting at their table for Benny to show up for 45 minutes now. They turned the waitress away three times before they caved and ordered a round for themselves. Hoping that a light buzz would satiate them.

“I’ve been texting him, but he’s not answerin’!” Will explains. “His location says that he’s still at the gym.” He turns his phone screen over to show the others.

“This is the third time this week that he’s been late. He’s never taken this long to close up before.” Frankie adds. 

Pope tips his almost empty beer bottle in his direction and nods. “Fuck this. Finish y’alls drinks and let's go pay him a visit.”

They all do as Pope orders and make their way out of the bar. As they cross the street and enter the gym’s parking lot they see both yours and Benny’s cars in the same spots that they were in this morning. All of the lights in the building are still on as well. 

“Do y’all hear that?” Frankie asks the men walking next to him. “It sounds like -”

“Rhianna?” Pope says curiously. 

All three of them walk up to the gym doors and the sight that greets them will be burned into each and every one of their minds for all eternity. 

***

You’re currently holding onto one of the corner poles from the boxing ring with both hands and trying to explain to Benny how to shake his ass.

“Move your hips to the right, then the left, then shimmy down, and use your knees to help you bring your ass up and down!” You’re winded from both teaching your lesson and singing with Benny for almost an hour straight. It also doesn’t help that you’re trying to yell instructions over Rhianna’s S&M song.

“I think I got it now! Let me try!” 

He helps you down so he can climb up and get into position. You pick up your towel and phone off a nearby workout bench. There is no way that you aren’t going to document this moment.

‘Cause I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it

Stick and stone may break my bones

“But chains and whips excite me!” You and Benny sing together.

You are struggling to hold your phone still as you record because you can’t stop laughing. Benny is throwing everything, and you mean everything, into his one man performance on the edge of the boxing ring. He definitely paid attention to what you showed him. Even put his own little twist on it by bringing his right hand back to slap his ass. You can’t help but get swept away in it all and you start hitting him in the ass with your towel as well.

“Let’s go, Benny! Shake that shit for me!” Your lungs threaten to burst from over exhaustion. 

S-S-S&M-M-M

S-S-S&M-M-M

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me

Oh, you turn me on

***

“Should we tell them we are here?” Will ask hesitantly, still not entirely sure what he’s watching.

“I’m not even sure what we would say if we told them.” Frankie quips as he wishes you would get back up and dance again. “Pope?”

He looks to his left and sees him pulling up your contact information. “Let’s tell them that their audience wants an encore.” Pope presses ‘call’ and puts the phone to his ear with a devious grin.

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Heaven Tonight

Warning: dry hump!ng ( idk how to put it as) sexual implications! SMUT 18+ (MINORS COME ON DON'T BE A LITTLE SHIT!)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Word count: 4k

A/n: this part was nerve wrecking to make! I'm really influenced by music so I put two of some of my favorite songs in this chapter and I honestly believe that Nancy is a Dolly Parton listener! I also made one of my favorite video game characters to be my Daddy! Please excuse the terrible grammar! I'm actually really bad at that...

Part 1 part 3

You missed school for three days, now that worried Eddie. He used the excuse of you missing tutoring but the truth was that you unknowingly had become a drug for him. How did it happen? How was it that in a few days he became obsessed with you, for God's sake you! The girl who never spoke or threw herself out there, he never had you on his radar until now.

"She is not your type get over it." He said to himself when he walked into class expecting to see you, but only another empty chair.

"Munson, where is Y/n?" Miss. Em asked also worried about your disappearance. Eddie shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. Acting as if he isn't having a fit that you aren't there.

"I don't know." He said and walked to his seat.

'Did they argue?' She thought and began feeling sad because of the partnership.

"Well you should find out. You two owe me two sheets from that packet." She said and left to her desk.

'That should give him the push.' She told herself and kept an eye on him. She noticed how he would glance at the door, probably expecting you to come in. He didn't even have the motivation to finish any work. She felt a but sad for him. She secretly hopes that you come to school on Monday.

Eddie felt like a zombie again, all he thought was about you and nothing else. His classes felt long and useless he just wanted the day to end.

"Fucking brain rot." Eddie said as he sat with his club. The campaign distracted him from you for a while until he remembers  that you aren't here for him to tutor. He needed to find out what happened to you.

"Campaign has to be canceled today." He said giving them all a shock. They seemed as if he said that someone died. They all began throwing questions at him.

"Shut up!" Eddie said and moved his hair out of his face.

"One at a time..." he let them talk.

"Why? This is the cult of Vecna! You even said it!" Gareth said earning an agreement from the whole club.

"Yeah well, sometimes, there are other things important than The Cult Of Vecna, alright?" Eddie said and this time didn't argue with himself. He felt guilty about canceling, they have been working for it for months and they are a close to it.

"Look, I'll make it up to you all. I don't know how or what, but this is something that I have to do, because if I don't it's going to slowly eat the soul out of me as it already is!" Eddie made a fist and bit it trying to control his anger. They all silently agreed and changed the subject trying to lighten up the mood.

Dustin could see that you had a huge impact on him. He has seen Eddie with polar opposite girls than you and he wasn't this bad with them as he is with you.

"Eddie, is it about y/n?" Dustin whispered. Eddie always found a different, in a good way, friendship with Dustin. Eddie knew that he isn't the type of friend unlike some of those bozos to go and pick on him because of a girl. Eddie nodded and picked at his nails.

"She hasn't come to school at all and I'm getting worried." Eddie mumbled and Dustin heard it loud and clear.

"Is that why the campaign is canceled?" Eddie nodded and Dustin left it at that. He knew that if he asked more questions it would cause a problem for Eddie.

Soon as the end of school bell rang he was out of class and running to his van. He felt like a creep for memorizing the directions to your house but at that point he could deal with it later.

Eddie drove up to your house and noticed that truck from the other day there. He parked in the driveway and brought down the packet if work. Maybe he could try and put in some tutoring while he checked on you.

'You got this' he told himself and took a deep breath. It felt like if he was going to go to war with Vecna and his demobat army. He hesitated but knocked on the door roughly. A few seconds pass and he was close to knocking again when the door opened. He expected to see you but a man around his height maybe taller opened the door.

"What can I help you with?" The man had somewhat of a southern accent. He kind of intimidated Eddie.

"Hi..." Eddie awkwardly waved and gripped the packet tight. He snapped his fingers and pointed at Eddie while nodding.

"You must be the boy who helped my babygirl." He looked at him up and down, before moving of the way and let Eddie in.

"Name is Joel, Joel L/n."

"Eddie Munson." Eddie introduced himself and shook Joel's hand. He began walking and Eddie followed like a lost puppy. Eddie looked around the house and found pictures of you looking cute smiling or just looking like a child. He figured that you got your style from Joel, but joel was more tucked in plaid and neat looking. Somewhat of a modern cowboy.

"You're lookin' for my daughter I assume.." Eddie nodded when he looked back at him.

"She is getting washed up... her- monthly, it knocks her down. Sometimes it comes unexpectedly and she's in pain." Joel talked while walking towards a room and opened it.

"This is hers. You can wait here. I'll try and hurry her up-" Eddie didn't mean to interrupt him but he was feeling jittery.

"No sir. I'll wait, she needs her time." Joel smirked and leaned in to tell him something.

"I didn't expect her tutor  to look like you, hope you don't take it up the ass." He lit a cigarette and blew smoke away from Eddie.

"No sir. I'm used to the people judging me." Joel laughed and pointed at your bed.

"She'll be out in a bit, have a seat." He closed the door half ways and Eddie sat on your bed looking around. You had posters up of many things and stuff that Eddie liked. He got up and looked at a photo you had on your desk, it was you and Joel. You looked like a toddler and have the same cute innocent face that he saw on Tuesday. Joel was holding you up and looking at you lovingly.

Eddie placed it down and moved to your stereo and turned it on.

'Five to one baby, one in five~'  Eddie let the song play and became interested in what you music you liked. This was new to him, or maybe he had heard something similar.

"Sound like something uncle Wayne listens too." He said and smiled brightly.

"Get together one more time!~" Eddie heard Joel sing and quietly laughed.

"Whatcha singing at old man?" Eddie heard your voice and he felt as if his world stopped.

"Oh nothing babygirl, Just some of the tunes we like." You laughed. Eddie heard your footsteps get closer and held his breath until you pushed open your door still looking at your dad.

"You got a guest!" Joel yelled when you turned and looked shocked when Eddie was standing awkwardly in the middle of your room.

"Thanks for the heads up old man' you mentally said.

"Hey"  Eddie waved and you turned to close your door half ways.

"Hey" you quietly said and cautiously grabbed a hair brush and began brushing your hair. You sat on your bed and pointed at the end of the bed for Eddie to sit.

The two of you sat quietly listening to the music until Eddie spoke up.

"You where gone for a few days..." he said looking you with puppy eyes. You chuckled and became confused with his sudden change. Eddie was being nicer than the last time, he gave you whiplash.

You got up and placed the brush back in its spot. Eddie looked at you and noticed the long tshirt that came to above your knees and the pink shorts with sheep on them.  Your legs were out and in full view just for him. He felt himself move uncomfortable trying to hide his flustered face.

"Yeah I haven't been feeling great." You quietly said and began taking stuff from your backpack. You moved back to your spot and brought out one of the pages from the packet.

"It took a minute but I finished one side." You handed it to Eddie, he cleared his throat and he began checking it until the next song began playing.

'~Here you come again. Just when I've begun to get my life together, you waltz right in the door. Just like you've done before and wrap my heart 'round your little finger ~' he couldn't help but crack a laugh. It was like if the song was teasing him.

You looked at him and asked if you misspelled something wrong.

"No it's good..." he laughed and gave her back the page.

"Its the song."

"Want me to change it? I know that this isn't really your type, but I think my old man got something that you'll for sure like. " You said and began walking towards the stereo, but Eddie grabbed your hand and told you that if was okay.

"I don't mind it.." he rubbed little circles on your hand and you gave him a small squeeze and pulled away to sit back down.  You began asking about the last few questions that you had a hard time understanding. As much as Eddie didn't want to do school work he had to because the two of you were behind. Every once in a while you would grab your back and frown with pain. You sat straight and moved forward a little to stretch.

"You feel okay? " Eddie stopped mid sentence and asked, you shook your head.

You felt embarrassed that Eddie knew why you're in pain, but he saved you from making a fool out of yourself.

"My lower back hurts." You honestly said and began massaging the area. Eddie moved to your side and sat behind you.

"May I?" He said and you shyly nodded. Eddie warmed up his hands and began massaging you through your shirt. You tensed up but soon relaxed enjoying the tenderly touch of his hands.

You sighed in relief and scooted back so he could continue. He slowly lifted your shirt making you look back at him.

"Its okay." He reassured you and lifted your shirt enough to massage the area again. You felt soft and plump against his finger tips it made him move closer to you. You leaned forward and quietly groaned. Eddie felt his blood rush when he heard you that he sat behind you and placed his legs on each side trapping you.

You didn't even noticed until he asked you again if you're okay. Your head snapped to the side and was met by his face so close to yours. Eddie felt your minty breath fan against his lips and cheek.

"Eddie.." When his name rolled of your lips he pressed his forehead against yours leaning in to try and give you and eskimo kiss. You heard your old man's heavy boots and you stood up in time when he came in.

"How's it goin'?" He asked and brought two mugs of what smelled like hot chocolate.

"It's going..." he smiled and give you a forehead kiss before reaching into his pocket and brought out a few painkillers, while he looked at your alarm clock.

"It's 'round that time." He gave you the hot chocolate and made sure you drank them.

"I'll be headin' out in a little, got to do some stuff at the site before they all leave home. I might, might not take a while..." he looked at Eddie and then at you. You swallowed and waited for something.

"Can I trust you two?" You both understood what he meant and nodded.

"It's just school work. I'm behind as it is." You said and he felt comfortable with that. He walked out leaving you two alone. You felt your cheeks warm up and looked at Eddie, before he got up and sat on his original spot.

"Um, I lost my spot where I stopped reading.." you said and tucked in a strand of hair behind your ear feeling the heat on your cheeks. Eddie pushed back what happened and began helping you again. An hour passed and the two of you managed to finish one page.

"My old man must have left." You said when you heard the living room quiet. You noticed that Eddie finished his hot chocolate and asked if he wanted another.

"No I'm good." He said and sat  against the headboard, closer next to you but kept his distance. You didn't seem to mind it, but there was a question that poked you.

"Eddie..." you turned your body and faced him.

"Hmm" he hummed and continued looking over some notes.

"What's with the sudden change?" You asked shyly. You didn't mean to offend him in anyway.

"What do you mean?" Eddie was confused.

"You saw me as a burden and now...you are kind to me." Eddie dropped the notes and ran his hand over his face.

"You wrapped my heart 'round your little finger." He muttered

'Did he just quote DOLLY PARTON?! ' you internally screamed and he looked at you with his big puppy eyes. You blushed and sat still, he began moving towards you letting his action show you also. He made you lay back and hovered over you.

"How'd you do it?" He asked making you look at him confused. You opened your mouth to speak when he beat you to it.

"You do witchcraft or are you a mage? Am I the one they should be calling a witch or satanist? How did you do it?" His questions began scaring you. You've never done that in your whole entire life, why-

"How did you manage to put a spell on me?" He looked at your eyes and lips.

His hair draped over the two of you, you looked up at him and stared at his eyes, they seemed soft and warm. The fear you had washed away in a second. He brought up his hand and caressed your soft jaw before he leaned in and kissed you. It took you a while but accepted it and began copying his movements, you gasped when he explored your mouth with his tongue.

'He tastes like chocolate..' you told yourself.

"You're beautiful." He said when he pulled away. Blush filled your cheeks all the way to your ears.

'He called me beautiful?' The only person who called you beautiful was your father, but this guy that tutors you and you really don't know..thinks that you're beautiful.

"God you are beautiful." He opened your legs and wrapped them around his filthy skinny waist and got closer than before. He went back to kissing you until he began grinding against you trying to create some friction. You jumped from his movements and he cooed you.

"You gave me brain rot. I just kept on thinking about you." He moved his lips to your jaw down to your neck. He put a little more pressure making you feel his belt buckle even through the many layers that covered you.  You became sensitive and wanted him to keep on going but you knew you weren't going to be able to control yourself. 

Eddie felt his pants tighten and kept on grinding against you and moaned when you tightened your legs around him. He ran his hands halfway your belly and lifted your shirt a little before he kissed you again. You kissed him back until it was getting to heated for you.

"Eddie, stop. Stop." You said and pushed him back until he sat up and looked down at you. Both of your breathing got heavier and your lips became swollen.

"And what If I don't?" He challenged and moved his hands to your ass and lifted your hips to his and began moving against you again. You quietly whine feeling your clit rub in a delicious manner.

"We gotta stop. It's too much for the both of us." You said and placed a hand on his stomach to stop him from moving.

"Let me at least make you cum. I know it feels good..." he said noticing how your face blushed with fever. He softly touched your belly and managed to lean down and kiss it tenderly.

"I read somewhere that it might help with your cramps. Why don't we test it out? If you say no then that is fine." You hated how much you just fell for his words, it also didn't help that your period made everything so sensitive and wanted more.

You shyly whimpered and began grinding against him until he took in charge and began rocking against you again. You threw your head back when a wave of pleasure shocked you. Eddie smirked and put his body weight on you trying to see your pretty face. Eddie felt so tight against his pants that he had to unbuckle his belt and button so he could relieve some the tightness.You looked down at his trail of heaven that disappeared in his boxers, you wanted to reach out and run your fingers over the small pretty trail but you knew that it would start to lead to something that you weren't ready for.

It took a lot for him to not move all those layers to the side and fuck you right there and then. He didn't care about the mess he just wanted you.

"Eddie..." you reached out and he placed his cheek on your hand. He began moving faster that the tip of his cock accidentally slipped out, he moaned loudly and didn't bother to put it away. His moan made you feel more aroused that You felt yourself move against him again, trying to relieve your aches. After a few minutes you felt a nice warm tight feeling and began tightening your legs around him to bring him closer to your clit. You began trembling and almost crying from the pleasure he gave you. It felt embarrassing that someone is making you cum like that for the first time.

"I'm..cumming." you panted and he pulled you into a deep hard kiss before your toes cured and came allover your self, whimpering against his mouth. He swallowed your whimper and he stopped for a minute and just kissed you passionately. Eddie began going at it, again, until he felt himself grind against you one last time crying your name quietly, he sat up and came allover your  plump belly, leaving you in a mess.

"Fuck!" He groaned and looked at you. You looked at him with tired eyes and you somewhat glared at him. You needed to shower again and it was his fault.

"What the fuck was that look for?" He said amused and began looking around for something to clean your belly. He got up and buckled his pants and found tissues,cleaning your belly and kissed it one last time.

"I gotta shower again..."you said. You slowly sat up and Eddie helped you.

"You okay?" He smiled innocently. You didn't know how to feel about what just happened. You barely know Eddie and you just.....its difficult. You have only been with one person but Eddie going far to kiss you and make you cum, the first time he confessed his liking towards you? That is another thing.

"Yeah I'm just..." you got up and had this look on your face that made Eddie's drop.

'Did she regret what we just did? Should I have stopped the first time?' Eddie thought and began feeling guilty. He looked at you and noticed another stain on your shorts.

"You got..." Eddie went to you and grabbed your shoulders pulled your chest towards him to make you look at yourself in the mirror you had in the corner of your room. You turned your head enough to see it and quickly turned to Eddie. It's his fault if he didn't get you all riled up this wouldn't have happened.

"I'm sorry." You apologized to him even though it was his doing.

"Its only a little blood...." he said and wrapped an arm around your waist bringing you closer to him. He kissed the top of your hair and left his lips there smelling your shampoo.

"Its natural...and pretty fuckin metal to me." You snapped your head back and stared at him. He pulled his hand back and gave you devil horns, sticking out his tongue speaking gibberish. You couldn't help but crack a smile. He was satisfied seeing you smile that he pulled you into a passionate kiss. You pulled away and grabbed more clothes. You told him that you'll be quick and ran towards the bathroom. Once the door was shut you ripped off your clothes and got in the shower.

"What the fuck just happened?" You mumbled and slid down the shower wall. You couldn't comprehend that Eddie and you just...

"Shut up, shut up" you grabbed your head and got up, quickly washing your body. You struggled but managed to put on your clothes and walked back to your room.

"Hey" Eddie said. He was organizing the papers that flew around and placed them on your desk.

"Hey." You played with the ends of your shirt and went over to check the bed to make sure that it was clean.

'Thank god it is!' You thought and mentally cheered.  The two of you stood awkwardly feeling the tension in the room until you had to guts to speak.

"Um we could watch a movie or something, If you want?"  You walked towards the small TV and grabbed a random movie.

"Yeah that sounds good." Eddie softly said. You turned on the movie and got under the covers while Eddie layed over them giving you some space. It wasn't long before you tangled your hand with Eddie's and cuddled against his arm as you drifted off to sleep.

Eddie sweetly caressed your cheek and leaned down to kiss your lips. He watched most of the movie that you put on and stayed still until there was a knock on the door.

"Babygirl..." Joel pushed the door open and was shocked to find you cuddled up against Eddie.

"Hi sir." Eddie awkwardly said and slowly moved from his spot, gently moving you to your pillow and covering you better.

"Its late boy..." Joel said liking his actions. Eddie began getting his stuff, walking out of your room. Joel turned off your TV and lights before closing the door. He saw Eddie open the front door to leave when he told him to stop.

"Gotta have a talk, but before that.." He tossed eddie his gym clothes and his leather jacket.

"She washed the gym clothes but she sweetly asked me to take your jacket to the dry cleaners." Joel said and walked outside to Eddie's van so you couldn't hear them incase you woke up. His cheeks warmed up thinking about you asking your father to clean his jacket.

"I wanna thank you for helping my daughter..." he lit up a cigarette.

"If it was someone else they would have made a fool out of her and I would have gone to jail, again."

'Wait what?' Eddie thought. Joel leaned against his van and looked around making sure that everything was in place.

"Some fuckhead lead my babygirl and pranked her. I've never seen her so upset that she locked herself in her room for a couple of days. So knowing me and my temper I found this guy, i forgot his name, but it started with a 'B' I think.  Well, I beat the fuck out of him..." Joel noticed the small fear in Eddie's eyes.

"All I'm trying to say is that I'm grateful for what you did for her. She is my baby...my innocent baby."

'Well after what we did...I think that I corrupted her? DID I?!' Eddie chewed at his nails and Joel placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You are good to my girl and I got a feeling that she is getting into you too..." Joel's hand tightened and he leaned down to Eddie's eye level.

"You respect her. She says no it's no. You understand Munson." Eddie felt a lump at his throat and nodded. Joel let him go and Eddie quickly got Into his van and waved politely to him.

Eddie kept on thinking about how you felt and sounded as he made you cum. His pants began to tighten again that he drove home like a maniac. He parked and looked down at himself the tent in his pants began getting painful that he undid his pants and pulled his cock out.

"Fuck.." Eddie closed his eyes and remembered your sweet lips as those little sounds came out of you. He wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly began jerking himself off at the thought of you. He began to groan and moan just imagining you when he actually fuck- no, no fuck... when he actually made love too you.

"Oh God Y/n!" He moaned and came allover himself. He stayed in the van until he got the strength to go and shower.

#Spotify #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things #stranger things season four #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #joseph quinn #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie my beloved #eddie cult #joe quinn #joel miller #joseph quinn x reader #josephquinnedit #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn fluff

[aetherdoesthings]

HANAHAKI!READER X ROBIN PART 3

forethoughts: guys i need help i don't know how to text people and get terrible anxiety texting people. my aforementioned crush just reacted with a thumbs up to my message six hours later after sending it. we haven't talked since. i wanna talk to her again but idk how to start convos and i don't wanna start a convo since i initiated the convo the last time

tldr: how the heck do you start conversations with someone on text without the possibility of them getting annoyed at your or ghosting you

anyways enough about that :,D part three time baby!

notes: fem!reader, hanahaki au, high school au, modern times

You didn’t respond. You didn’t know how to respond. 

Robin let out a sigh, as she shifted her body, mirroring how you were positioned now.

“I’m worried about you, Y//N.” Robin said plain and simple. 

You let out a cough in response, as a flower petal exited your mouth, landing on your knees.

“It’s a flower petal, isn’t it?” Robin sighed, letting out a faint chuckle.

You froze, but soon relented to the situation at hand. So Robin did see your tabs. You let out a sigh, using your sleeves to wipe your tears. It didn’t matter anyways; Robin knew you had that stupid, stupid love disease. There was no point hiding it anymore; you were going to die anyways.

When you took too long to reply, Robin spoke up. “I had a feeling it was that. I knew I wasn’t hallucinating your palms to be light pink and shaped like a leaf. I’d understand why you’d hide it, I just never expected you to get hanahaki.”

You froze. “You know what hanahaki is?”

“Yes.” Robin simply responded, letting out a sigh. “Would you come out of the stall? It’s hard to have a conversation like this.”

You didn’t want Robin to see you in this state, but the stench was overpowering your ability to think about your appearance. You obliged, standing up as you unlocked the door, looking at your boots the entire time you walked out of the bathroom with Robin. The two of you made your way out into the empty stairwells, opting to take a seat on the steps with a small gap in between the two. With the fresh scenery, your mind cleared, except for one lingering thought.

Man, Robin’s perfume smells good. If I’m going to die, I’ll be a happy person dying smelling that. You thought to yourself. You shook your head, berating yourself for thinking about such a thing at a grave moment.

“It’s been two days since your coughs started.” Robin noted. “How bad has it been?”

You were a bit shocked when Robin had offered to help you with your problem about her. Sure, she didn’t know she was your crush, but the fact that she was listening to you and trying to help you… 

Made you regurgitate a flower petal into your mask, prompting you to take it off entirely now that your secret was out. You had done that a million times in the past days; it was ordinary to you at this point. But this time Robin was watching that flower petal exit your mouth. You stared at her with a defeated look, pocketing the petal in the pocket with all the other flower petals as you observed her reaction. You stared at how her brows furrowed, a stoic expression on her face as to not scare you or make you feel worried. She simply sat there, her hands on her knees, back arched and shoulders back. Other than perfect skin and face, of course she had perfect posture.

“Interesting.” Robin murmured. “May I see that flower petal?”

“Sure…” You didn’t question her motives, following her request as you placed the petal in her palms. Robin took it, bringing it closer to her ocean eyes as the sea enveloped the cherry blossom petal. You drummed your leg against the concrete staircase, staring at the bits of dust and dirt littered on the ground and on the wall. 

“My knowledge of hanahaki extends to the fact that you have a crush on someone; you have unrequited love for someone, let’s put it that way. Hanahaki can either be life-threatening or just an irritation to your life, but looking at your case…” Robin grimaced, as her eyes scanned your body head to toe. You gulped in nervousness, quickly mirroring her actions as you stared at your body. There was a stark difference in skin tone, your once lean figure turning skinny and frail. Coughing up flower petals must’ve taken a toll on your body, you thought, even though it logically made no sense. 

You rubbed your knees and legs, looking at the khaki school skirt you wore. Even though a word did not come out of either one of your mouths, the two of you were thinking the same thing.

You were going to die.

You had made peace with that concept already; the mere thought of dying out of love for someone, especially for Robin, lifted an invisible weight from your heart. You had your run with life; you experienced hardship, happiness, and most importantly love. Love that would kill you, but not all love stories had a happy ending.

“You know,” Robin exclaimed, relaxing her shoulders as she gave you a warm smile. “I’ve never seen you around, and we’re both in the same grade. I think we mostly have the same classes too.”

You looked at her with a confused look at the sudden change of subject. 

She’s probably trying to change the subject to make me feel better about dying, I guess. A voice perked up in your head. You relaxed your shoulders as well, leaning against the wall as a small smile crept on your face. The feeling of vomiting another battalion of flowers rumbled deep inside you, but you suppressed it; you were having an in person conversation with Nico Robin, not on text.

“I think so too…” You replied, taking a deep breath. 

“How come I never see you around then?”

“I try to stay in the shadows.. I don’t like attention or the spotlight, so I’ll just go my way and ignore everyone else.”

“I see. And even though you avoid everyone, you still manage to find a way to fall in love with someone. Unrequited love with someone.”

“I guess so…”

“That would lead me to believe then that you have been watching this person for quite some time, until your interest slowly turned into a romantic feeling, I am right?” You felt like you were in an interrogation room, as it suddenly got harder to breathe, your mind getting foggy, still drunk on the fact you were having a conversation with Robin.

“Uhm, y-yeah…” You answered, unfazed by Robin’s accuracy in her assumptions. You knew she was smart, definitely going to become valedictorian of the year, but it was your first time seeing it in person.

“When someone gets hanahaki disease, there’s several endings, but we’ve eliminated it down to two.” Robin stated. “Either the person you love loves you back, or…”

“I die.” You finished her sentence, not a shred of remorse or regret in your voice. 

You could feel Robin’s eyes burn into your skull, melting your brain into mush with those steady and soothing ocean blue eyes. One glance at her face could tell you that she was upset and how nonchalant you were at the idea, and the blatant acceptance about the situation you were in. After a deafening and suffocating silence, you finally spoke up.

“Why are you doing all of this?” You blurted out, facing her. “Why help me? You barely even know me other than just doing our project together.”

Robin still had her elegant and calm look, unfazed by your sudden outburst. She instead smiled at you, as your stature shrunk. She moved closer to you, placing a hand on yours. “Why would I not want to help you, Y/N? Based on our conversations we had online and our small interactions, albeit half of them being you coughing, I know you’re a nice person. I know you have a kind soul that loves someone to the point they’d die because of them. Why would I not want to help you? I would be a terrible human being, watching you suffering alone from love that goes one way. Please, let me help you. Let me heal you.”

The last four words of Robin’s speech rang in your head, over and over, making your barricade of flowers start to crumble. Your head jerked downwards, core tightening as you heaved, gripping onto the rail for life and Robin’s arm to the point your knuckles turned white. Flower petals and stems tumbled down the stairs, a majority of it landing on Robin’s and your lap. Robin ran her hand in circles on your back, patting your back when you were able to lift your head again.

“Would you mind if I test a hypothesis, Y/N?” Robin whispered, her free hand moving to your neck, her thumb rubbing small circles on your cheek. Your face had finally gotten color, your heart thudding. 

“N-No…” You stammered, eyes darting all over the stairwell, trying to find something to focus on. 

“Thank you.” Robins’ hand slithered up to your cheek, cupping your jaw as she gently pulled your head towards hers, her eyes closed as her face got closer to yours.

Then you died.

#one piece #op #nico robin #nico robin x reader #hanahaki #aetherasks #PLEASE SEND ME ADVICE I DESPERATELY NEED HELP

[anzynai]

What You Wanted

Pearl X Reader (Steven Universe)

a/n: hello so i have a lot of things to say about this LOL. so 1) this is my squealing santa gift for suzu!anon!! it took a bit for me to do it but i’ve finally finished it. 2) this is my first time doing an x reader, which i usually wouldn’t write, but (almost) new year new me so!!!! just hope my first time wasn’t too bad haha 3) i realized as i was writing this that pearl is a little difficult to write 😭😭 idk but if u notice that she’s a little ooc, then u know why haha. 4) i absolutely love steven universe and this was rlly fun to write and i’m definitely joining squealing santa next year as well :) anyways, that’s what i needed to say so just enjoy!!

word count: 1.2k

summary: You’re feeling a little down because you’re not ticklish, but it turns out you’re a little more ticklish than you thought.

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“W-wahahahait! Nohohoho! NAHAHA!” You lift your head up, wondering what the cause of the sudden noise is when you see Steven being tickled to pieces by your girlfriend, Pearl. It was an adorable sight, really. Everyone was aware of how ticklish Steven was, and everyone—even you, loved to exploit that fact.

You look down at the book you were reading, feeling a sort of emptiness. Some days, you wonder what it would be like to be tickled like that. It’s not as if you’ve never been tickled before. Obviously, Pearl has, but to yours and Pearl’s disappointment, you just weren’t that ticklish. You had accepted that fact, but you couldn’t help but feel a little envious.

“Pehehehearl! Plehehehease!” As the giggles continued, you found yourself frowning. Before anyone would notice, you shut the book and placed it on the couch. You stood up, stretching a bit to go get some fresh air and to calm down a bit.

You didn’t notice Pearl watching you.

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You sat down at the beach, doodling on the sand. You couldn’t stop imagining what tickling would feel like, blushing slightly. Pearl’s hands on you and all you could do was laugh as she unleashed her tickly wrath onto you. You smiled at the thought. But…

You weren’t ticklish. You weren’t going to feel that sensation you are longing to feel, simply because your body won’t let you. It’s a silly thing to get jealous about, you think, as you chuckle at nothing in particular.

“Is something the matter..?” Pearl’s voice rang through your ears, causing you to jump.

“Oh..! Pearl, you scared me!” You sigh in relief, holding your hand on your chest. She only smiles and she sits down on her knees beside you. “Nothing’s wrong. You don’t have to worry.”

Pearl sighed. She had known you often hid your feelings, not wanting to burden anyone or come off as dramatic. “You know I know you better than that.” She smiled, encouraging you to tell her what was making you so down in the dumps.

You brought your knees up to your chest, your face feeling hot all of a sudden. “It’s embarrassing…” You mumbled, shyly.

“You can tell me anything.” She put a hand on your shoulder, a reassuring look on her face that made you feel like you could tell her anything. And you could, and you’ve known it since you met her. It was one of the things that made you fall in love with the gem.

You groaned, hiding your face in your arms.

“It’s just..” You pause for a second, feeling the embarrassment begin to settle in, but it’s too late to go back now. “Sometimes, I see everyone around me being tickled.. and it just seems like they’re having so much fun. But.. I don’t know- It just sucks not being able to experience it.”

You wait for Pearl’s reactions and slowly look up. She’s looking at you, seemingly processing what you had just said.

“Is that why you’re upset?” She asks, and you just nod.

“I know it’s silly.. but I just feel like I’m missing out.”

“I’m sure there’s still hope.” Pearl says all of a sudden, moving to sit closer to you. You look up at her.

“What?” You ask, wondering what exactly she meant by that.

“Eh.. well…” Pearl averted her eyes. “We haven’t tried all the spots someone can be ticklish on you, so there must be a place that will make you laugh.”

You ponder on her words for a second. You’re surprised you hadn’t thought about that. But it makes sense, you suppose, some people are ticklish in unusual places and your tickle spots might just be a little more strange. Your stomach flutters with hope, and you look at her.

“That could be true..” You mutter, trying to act nonchalant, but in reality, you really hoped that this is what it was. Pearl looks at you, knowingly.

“Here, lay down.” You do what she says, waiting patiently. She smiles and scoots closed, poking your side. As expected, you barely even flinch. Still, she doesn’t seem upset. She takes both hands and squeezes the same spot. Maybe there was a slight bit of movement, but other than that, nothing.

So she moves to your hips. You remember that when you were little, it was ticklish to you. But when she kneads into your hips, a spot that used to make you laugh, and still feel barely a tingle, it makes you frown.

“It’s okay. We’ve just started.” You nod, as she goes through your upper body. Your ribs, your tummy, your armpits, your neck, and then your ears. You feel a little hopeless, at this point. However, she doesn’t seem worried.

When she goes to your thighs, you begin to squirm a little. It’s not enough to make you laugh. But you do feel a little ticklish there. Pearl seems to smile at this. Then she goes to your knees.

You’ve never been tickled there before. You accidentally kick your leg out when she squeezed the top of it, a bit shocked you ever had that sort of reaction. Though, it sparks a bit of hope.

She ventures to the bottom of it, giving it a testing scratch. Pearl lets out a content sigh when you have the same reaction. And then it happens. A giggle. You’re so shocked that you giggle again. Pearl begins to scribble at your knee and— wow, does that tickle.

“H-huhuhuhuh?! W-Whahahat?!” Once you begin laughing, you can’t seem to begin to stop and you feel an overwhelming urge to squirm away. But, Pearl knows that you’re enjoying this so she sits on your abdomen, facing your legs.

It’s like an a switch had been flipped because she begins to dig her fingers into the inner parts of your thighs and suddenly they feel a lot more ticklish than they were before.

“N-nohohoho! W-whahahahat?!” You cackle, twisting your body around. Pearl laughs, amused.

“I knew you would be ticklish.” She says, as she continues tormenting your legs with the devilish tickles. It’s a lot more.. overwhelming than you had imagined. You saw how Steven and the other gems had reacted to it, but you felt that you could probably handle it better than they could.

“I-ihihit tihihickles..!!” You cry out, pushing at her with your arms. Your face is beginning to hurt from smiling so much and your legs begin to ache. Despite that, you really enjoyed this.

“I would hope so, considering this is what you wanted.”

“Ahahahaha- huh— W-wAHAHAHAHAIT PEHEHEHEARL!” You buck your hips and you fall into a round of hysterics. What sparked this reaction, you wonder?

Pearl had reached over, dragging a finger down the bottom of your knee, the part that had been untouched and if you thought what you’d been feeling was unbearable enough, this was a whole new level.

“I-IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES SOHOHO B-BAHAHAHAD….!!!!” You squealed, feeling tears prick from your eyes. “NO HAHAA NO MOHOHORE!”

Pearl, seeing that you had enough, stops. She moves to sit off you, resting a hand on your tummy, rubbing it comfortingly. You don’t move, feeling absolutely exhausted. You’re panting and your mouth aches, but you’re still smiling.

“You seem happy.” Pearl teases, amused. And you can’t even deny it, because you are happy. You’d been longing to be tickled like that for years, and you had finally gotten what you wanted. Not only that, but it was Pearl, your girlfriend. That meant you could expect more of this in the future. Your smile becomes even wider and you look at the gem, giggling.

“I am.”

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can I request a STARS wesker with a new rookie? but the rookie is stubborn/ready to get out into the field. if you're able too!! thank you very much and have a good day 💖💓

AHHH YES! I loved this idea! I hope you enjoy <3.

PAIRING: S.T.A.R.S!Wesker x Stubborn!Gn!Reader

Genre: Idk 😭

Warnings: Mention of death and fighting.

(Authors note: This took me like 3 months to write 😭. I’m so sorry I’ve been so tired and I’ve been working a lot, aha. Apologies is this is horrible. Enjoy <3.)

“Shit!”

You were caught by surprise as Chris uppercut you. “We’ll keep training another day, your getting better rookie!” Chris waved at you as he was about to leave. “Wait! How come your leaving so early? We’ve got another hour.” You began packing your belongings then looked at him for an answer. “Captains sending us out on a mission, it’s a high level one. That most likely the reason your not coming, sorry rookie, catch you later.” He smiled and waved then left, walking into the long empty hallway before disappearing around a corner. You packed your thing hurriedly and then headed to the woman’s locker room. You spotted Jill and Rebecca readying their guns and fixing their uniforms. “You guys are leaving too? I swear the captain has it out for me.” You remark as you open your locker and set your bag in it. Then beginning to change out of your training clothes into your own uniform.

“What do you mean?” Rebbeca asked, she was putting her vest on. “All of you guys get to go out on missions and I have to stay here. This is the fourth time!” You sat down against one of your lockers and slumping over after changing into your usual uniform. “Why not talk to him?” You look up at Jill and she’s looking at you waiting for an anwsers. “You thinks he’s gonna listen to me? Jill this is Wekser we’re talking about.” You get yourself up and look at her with an eyebrow raised. “Well things won’t change if you don’t do anything about it.” Rebecca says as she opens the door, waiting for Jill to exit with her. “She’s right, catch ya later Y/N.” Jill says with that signature smile on her face and they both leave you to your thought. You shower for a bit then you decide that their right.

You take a deep breath in front of Wesker’s door and after a bit of self prep you knock. “Enter.” You hear that deep, monotone voice and suddenly your nervous all over again. You open the door and Weskers sitting there looking over files, he then puts the papers down and looks at you. Although he’s wearing those dark sunglasses you can feel his gaze piercing you. “Sir, I’ve been here for at least 3 months now and I still haven’t went on a mission! Please let me go into this one with the team.” You had a determined face and your voice sounded a bit demanding. “You need to train more, whatever you trained for before in the academy won’t fully prepare you for what’s out their when it comes to misson a. Your dismissed.” He waved you off and goes back to reading the file he had been looking at before you entered.

That had been your last straw.

“I’m not taking no for an answer Captain. I respect you but to be honest I’m getting fucking tired of this. You make me sit around and treat me like the office pet while the others get to do their actual job. I came into S.T.A.R.S to be able to help people, not sit around and clean and put things up. So, it’s either I’m on this fucking mission or I quit.” You had furrowed your eyebrows then crossed your arms. Wesker seemed to be a bit taken back, you assumed no one’s ever spoken to him like that. He was contemplating. Staring at you and clenching his jaw, something he did while he was processing a thought. You looked down at your feet suddenly feeling embarrassed. After a few seconds you hear a “Fine.” You whip your head up and open your mouth as you were about to say something but he cuts you off. “But, you stay with my the entire time. I don’t need to drag your body back.” You smile and try to contain your excitement, “Yes sir, thank you.”

You walk out of his office then run to the locker room and gear up. You then arrive at the helicopter and everyone looks at you, seeming surprised. “I told you.” Rebecca says with that determined smile she usually had. “He actually let you come? Ha, how’d you manage that?” Barry asked, he was eating a few gummies, which was typical before mission’s. “I have my ways.” You smiled mischievously at him, Weskers then came ip and told you all to get ready so you all board and head off to the mission.

It went well, and you were about to head back inside after exiting the helicopter but then Wesker pulls you to the side. “You’ll be coming on missions with us now, well done.” He then walks inside and you smile and walk in behind him.

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I hope that was somewhat enjoyable <3. Have an amazing day/night loves. 🫶🏻

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