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marvelobsessedteenager · 3 years

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All The Hurt - Chapter 5

Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!reader

Warnings: ANGST, Peter was an ass, reader is a hurt and petty bitch, fluff to make up for the angst, curse words, lots of “coincidences”

Word count: 2.5k

A/N: had to make this one short because the next one is hella long

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“Phew, all right,” you wheezed through fast pants as you finally reached the computer room, hand numb and aching from the dripping ice pack in your palm, “you need to explain to me what’s happening. Because- man, I’m out of shape.” You placed your hands on your hips and bent slightly for a moment, taking a huge gulp of air before marching over to Ned and giving him the pack, “I’m confused as fuck, Ned.”

One of his hands continued its work while the other reached out to grab the pack. His fingers continued to type away with speed you’d never seen before as he spoke, eyes never leaving the screen, "Okay, long story short, the day you were at the bodega-” you flinched, “-was the same day that bank was robbed using high tech weapons. Those weapons were part human and part alien, and were being created by a dude who has wings on his back. Peter found out that that guy is Liz’s dad, and now Peter’s going after him to stop him from selling even more weapons.”

He hissed as he placed the ice on his eye. You blinked, nodding once as you felt entranced by the layered codes on Ned’s screen. It was weird how you understood it and read them like they were normal words and letters. You mentally thanked your summer coding camp for the extra knowledge. "I..feel like there’s a lot more to the story than that but yeah, okay, I got it.”

A buzzing from your purse interrupted your entrancement. You shook your head and opened your purse, pulling out your vibrating phone.

Incoming call from..Flash.

You furrowed your eyebrows and rolled your eyes, taking a seat across from Ned and starting up your own computer, "Now’s really not a good time, E.”

"It’s not Flash, it’s Peter!” Peter practically screamed, making you wince from his panic-stricken voice and loud background noise that was filled with New York’s most obnoxious honks.

"Wha- did you steal Flash’s phone?” You asked incredulously, putting him on speaker while you typed away, hearing the same swift clicking coming from Ned’s side.

“No! I asked him for it!” He paused for a moment, “And his car!”

“What?!”

“You stole Flash’s car?” Ned asked, jaw-dropping and eye-widening in amazement, “Cool!”

“Yeah, it’s awesome, it’s awesome!”

"Peter! You’ve never driven before! How can you be driving?!” You scolded, suddenly feeling a twist in your gut at the thought of an accident due to his lack of experience in driving. Peter was never one to make impulsive decisions as dangerous as this. You guessed he changed over the months that passed.

"I know, this is a really big step for me and- ahhhhh! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!” Your hands froze in their place as you awaited a crash with a thundering heart, but it never came, which made you sigh in relief. The engine’s sound increased in volume as the car accelerated, but Peter’s voice was still louder, "I can’t see anything in this car!"

"Which car did you..borrow?” You asked, fingers returning back to work. You figured if you could help him, he’d get out of the vehicle at a much faster rate, and all you wanted to do was keep him safe and unharmed.

"How many does he own?” Peter asked in awe, honking the horn multiple times and screaming a couple of‘ move’s!

"Not important right now! What’s the logo of the car?"

"The four Olympic circle thingies."

"An Audi.” You said under your breath. Thank God, you thought, a car I'm familiar with, “Do you know how to turn the headlights on?

"No!"

"There’s a knob on the left of the steering wheel. Turn it clockwise.”

Peter repeated your instructions, and released a small laugh of victory, ”How’s Ned doing with Happy?”

“Uh,” You peeked over your screen, noticing beads of sweat form on Ned's forehead, even with the cool ice helping his eye, “Ned?”

"Getting to him..” He said, not paying you any attention.

"Have you found my phone yet?” Peter asked.

"Working on it, sit tight,” you replied, finally seeing a moving blue dot pop up on your screen, "He’s on Jackson Avenue and 48th Street."

“Perfect! And Happy?”

You once again awaited Ned’s answer, and worried when a distressed look flashed upon his face, “He hung up on me.” He frowned, "I’ll try again.”

You looked back down at your screen and realized that the blue dot had suddenly stopped moving. You squinted, “Hey, he stopped at 10th street and 43rd avenue in Brooklyn.”

"What? That makes no sense!"

"Welcome to my world,” you mumbled, hearing a small chuckle come from Ned before he focused on talking to Happy again.

“He said he was going out of town!” Peter explained, obviously having heard you, but it did nothing to diffuse your confusion. Why would Liz’s dad stop in Brooklyn when he said he was leaving?

"Weird..” You commented, rubbing your eyebrow as you started to feel the pressure. Jesus Christ, is this what Peter goes through?

“Dammit,” Ned muttered, catching your attention, "Happy sounded like he was catching a flight,” he said, “he mentioned something about taking off in nine minutes."

"What?” You and Peter simultaneously said, and you fought the butterflies that made their way to your stomach. Now’s not the time.

"He was surrounded by a bunch of boxes,” Ned clarified.

“Boxes?” Peter wondered out loud, and you were sure you could see his face as he put two and two together, "It’s moving day! It’s moving day, it’s moving day, he’s gonna rob that plane, I gotta stop him! Shit, I don’t know how to get the directions on this car.”

You jumped at the chance to help again, pleased that Peter finally had a destination to get to, "I’ve got his location, I’ll lead you.” You pulled up Flash’s location from the Find My Friends app, eyes jumping back and forth between your phone and the computer’s screen as you voiced the directions to Peter.

Peter’s foot pressed harder on the gas pedal, causing too much skidding, and you had to try your best to hold your tongue as to not to be a backseat driver. You wondered if you were in the position to berate Peter for impulsively stealing Flash’s possessions and driving recklessly. You found it amusing that the crime fighting Spider-Man had committed two crimes as of tonight.

"Slow down, there’s a right turn up ahead. You’re gonna take it.” You directed, just as Peter’s dot passed his exit, "Parker! Turn right, turn right!”

Peter screamed as the engine roared and the car skidded so loud you were barely able to hear his web shoot out. Your eyes widened in fear as you heard metal grinding against the concrete before coming to a halt with a harsh thump. Peter’s hasty breathing seemed match yours.

"Are you okay?!” You and Ned asked, your voice cracking and brain melting.

"I’m okay.” He breathed, making you drop your head in relief, shoulders easing up, "Just keep trying to get through to Happy.”

"It’s been an honor, Spider-Man.” Ned saluted, and you gave him a look of disapproval.

But then you both turned your heads at the piercing sound of high heels clicking in the hallways that were getting louder as the person headed in your direction. Ned’s face became as white as a sheet, surely matching yours.

'What do we do?' He mouthed, eyes rapidly bouncing back and forth between the door and you.

You bit your lip and glanced at the door before sighing and getting on your feet, “I’ll distract her,” You whispered, removing all traces from the computer, “keep calling Happy.”

Ned nodded in affirmation as you straightened out your dress and took a deep breath, cautiously opening the computer room’s door and stepping outside. Ms.Warren was peeping into the science lab across the computer room, and you took this as your chance to make it look like you were just making your way in.

She turned around and jumped, “Jesus!” She placed a hand on her chest, “What are you doing-“

She stepped closer and squinted at your figure in the dark, “Y/n,” she seethed.

She said your name with poison dancing on her tongue, causing a deep frown to settle between her eyebrows as she popped her hip and crossed her arms, "What are you doing here? There’s a dance, and you know it’s prohibited to be in this area.”

“I know, Ms.Warren,” you surpassed the urge to literally bite this woman’s head off and pretended to be vulnerable for a moment. You looked down at your feet, trying to conjure up an excuse that was easy to believe - Ms.Warren wasn’t exactly gullible, and wasn’t fond of you, either. Your reputation for causing trouble in her class cost you her trust, but you frankly couldn’t give a fuck. Plus, it was fun to mess around with her, what’s one more time?

“I just..” Your mind went blank as her eyes searched yours, a small glint of mischief shining in them. Oh, you bet she fantasized about the day she’d get you expelled from Midtown, but you weren’t ever going to let her see that day. So, you did what you always did when you got into trouble.

Play the absent parents' card.

“I just..I just w-wanted to call my dad. It’s quiet in here.” You said, faking your wobbly voice. No teacher liked it when they had to deal with crying students, especially those who hid the fact that they had no role models around them, like yourself. A look of confusion flashed in her eyes.

You were getting somewhere.

“It’s just..h-he’s been gone for so long, Ms. Warren, and I never see him. He called me tonight, and he never has before.” You fiddled with the ends of your hair, “What if he tells me he’s here? Here to see me? While I’m partying down t-there?” You sniffed for extra effect, somehow feeling your eyes swell with tears.

Weird.

You took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling to make it look like you were trying to hold yourself from falling apart, “I-I just wanted to call him,” you repeated, thickening your voice even more, “maybe he’ll apologize for never being there for me, especially after m-mom left us when I was ten.” You were almost impressed with yourself as you felt hot tears run down your face, traced with the mascara you applied before coming here.

In Ms.Warren’s shadow, you could tell her eyebrows were furrowed, and she was looking anywhere but you, clearly trying to choose between two options.

“I’ve never had a parent in my life.” You pushed, "No one taught me how to ride a bike, or swim, a-and I feel so left out because all the other kids have parents and I don’t!”

You grabbed onto her arms, looking her dead in the eye, “Please, please, just let me piece my life back together. Let me call him.”

For a moment, you swore you saw her demeanor soften. Just a moment where you felt like she understood you, not pitied you. But, just as quick as it came, it disappeared when she cleared her throat and looked around.

“Okay, okay.” She sighed, "But make it quick,” she stepped back from your grasp, ready to bolt, but you took the chance to make her slightly more uneasy.

What?

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, of course you were going to take it.

“Oh, thank you, thank you!” You sprung into her, arms folding around her tightly as she stiffened, clearly feeling uncomfortable about the affection you were displaying. You breathed in through your nose, hard, and nearly laughed when you felt her hands on your shoulders, trying to peel you off of her with a face of disgust.

“Don’t mention it, s-sweetie.” She said, discreetly rubbing her hands on her dress, "You better go now before your dad gets busy again.”

“You're right, you’re right."

And for your final act, you pretended to sniff and wipe your nose with your arm, catching Ms. Warrner’s eye twitch. She was known for being a massive germaphobe, which really only came in handy during her class - until now.

She cleared her throat once again, turned around, and marched down the hallway, practically running away from you until she was gone. You placed a hand over your mouth, muffling your giggles as you entered the computer room once again, slowly closing the door behind you.

“She’s gone?” Ned swiveled in his chair to face you, cracking a smile when you happily nodded and wiped at your face.

“How about you? What’d Happy say?” You walked over to him, running your eyes over the lengthy call history, which was mainly filled with declined calls from your side.

“Um,” Ned rubbed his arm in shame, “he cursed. A lot. And he..he blocked me,”

Your face dropped, hearing Ned sigh and imitating him.

“What do we do now?” Ned asked, desperate as ever.

You waited for a moment, feeling a lightbulb go off in your head as you rushed to the other side and opened your phone.

“Give me his number,” You said, dialing the number Ned voiced to you and putting him on speaker. You crossed your fingers and waited for him to pick up, each ring only causing you more anxiety.

“Yeah?” Happy said, sounding quite annoyed.

“Well, damn, you don’t sound like a Happy to me. You sound like a grumpy.” You rolled your eyes, immediately regretting what you said.

“Not this shit again,” He said angrily, and you were pretty sure he was going to hang up, making you panic all over again.

“Someone’s going to steal Mr. Stark’s shit!” You blurted, wincing when you heard nothing from the other line for a moment. You were going to check if he hung up on you when you heard a, “what?”

“T-the plane!” You exclaimed, "The plane with all of Tony’s stuff! There’s a guy who’s going to steal it and Parker’s going to stop him!”

“You know what? How about you tell Parker that he has some delusional, weird fr-“ His voice suddenly faded out, “Holy shit.” He breathed.

“What? What happened?”

"The plane just crashed.”

Your heart dropped to the feet as the color drained from your face, feeling the blood rushing through your ears and fear spiking in your chest. Somehow, somehow, you knew Peter was where the crash was, and you feared the worst possible outcome. You didn’t even hang up as you rounded the table, picked up your keys, and ran out the door.

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animedaddymilkers · 3 years

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Kinkmas 2020: Day Six

Prompt: Mommy Kink w/ Ino

Genre: Smut/18+ || Tags: Mommy Kink, Lactation, Semi-Public || Characters: Ino Yamanaka, Gender Neutral Reader || read it on ao3 here

"I have a customer coming in soon. Are you going to be a good flower for me?" Your blonde girlfriend smiled at you, hand caressing your chin.

You nodded earnestly but were quick to use your voice once you saw her glare, "Yes mommy. I'll be your good flower. How… How long do you think it will take?"

"Now, little violet, you know I don't know that. But I know you'll sit there at the counter while I'm busy with the customer," She patted the top of your head and made sure to help you pull your pants back up.

The faint buzz of the vibrator inside of you made your face heat up, Ino merely smiling at your reaction and walking out to the store front. For a moment, you gathered your wits about you before following after the blonde. As you sat down on the stool behind the counter, the vibrator increased. One of your hands awkwardly slapped down onto the wood slab in front of you, gripping at the smoothness. The gasp was thankfully caught in your throat and you composed yourself again, flashing a slight glare to your mommy. It didn't help a bit, quite the opposite really, seeing as how wide she was smirking and reached into her pocket again, making you go stiff. Without actually seeing it, you knew the remote to your current torture was in that purple pocket.

By some divine miracle, before she could up the tempo again, the customers she mentioned entered the store. Her customer service voice immediately rang through the air and you hoped it was enough to distract her from you. How wrong you were. For a while, the dull vibrations only turned you on, wetting the underwear underneath the skirt your girlfriend specially picked out for you. Then, as the customers were examining some daisies, the tempo picked up without warning, by the feel of it she turned it by two notches. Always such a damn tease, Ino was. You nearly fell apart just sitting at the counter, quietly trying to work yourself through your orgasm. The worst case scenario was the customers realized what was going on and you were determined for that not to come true.

Your hand fanned your face before muffling a moan as you felt a second orgasm approach you. Kami, if she would just turn it down a notch you could recover a bit- Fuck! If she could read your thoughts right now, she purposely did the opposite of what you wanted. The stupid silicone inside of you vibrated harder and you inconspicuously turned the radio on to hide the quiet whirring. At this rate, your juices would be running off the stool if the customers didn't just hurry the hell up. Thankful that they were still distracted, you rocked back and forth as you were sent through a second orgasm. You had no time to even bask in the climax because the vibrator didn't let up, forcing you to just ride straight into the build up of the next impending orgasm. Even though you respected and cherished each paying customer, in this point and time, those damn customers could not leave the store fast enough.

Just when you thought you were going to bang your head against the counter, the customers shook Ino's hand. A quick tune-in let you know they agreed to pick up the arrangement tomorrow and you said your silent thank you's. Your girlfriend saw them out and you bit your lip in anticipation. She left you a mess at the counter for far too long and you were desperate for more. Desperate for her.

"Is my baby enjoying themself?" the question was playful and teasing as she flipped the open sign and locked the door.

The only noise that fell from your lips was a long whine, a noise that made Ino chuckle as she turned to face you. The look of pure lust on your face made her smirk as she walked towards where you were seated. You lifted your hips slightly, letting another whine from your lips. It was a needy noise, a noise that hopefully conveyed what you couldn't put into words. Ino laughed quietly at your reaction and slowly sauntered over, her hands groping her chest as she finally gave into her own temptations. Just knowing that you were over here getting lost in pleasure had her soaking wet herself. As she played with it she realized just how heavy and full her chest was. All she wanted was that pretty mouth of yours wrapped around her tits and she wasn't going to wait any longer. By the time she reached the counter you were shaking through another orgasm and thankfully, this time she turned the vibrator fully off. You whined again, panting as you came down from your high and began to paw at her clothing.

"Mommy… Mommy please, I'm hungry, I wanna taste you, mommy. I've been such a good flower," your eyes, as glossed over as they were, looked up into hers pleading for what you really needed.

Luckily for you, she was also past the point of holding back and nodded, "Of course darling, I'd never let you go hungry. Mommy has so much for you too. They're so full they hurt, flower."

Now, it was Ino's turn to blush as she admitted her circumstance and unbuttoned her shirt to unleash her boobs. Her tits were already hard and wet, slowly dripping milk from them, ah the curses of being as big chested as Ino. Though you were more than willing to help her with her struggles. The vibrator still occupying the space inside of you, you leaned forward and wrapped your mouth around a nipple after locking it. The effect your secret show had on Ino was evident, the second your tongue made contact with her skin she moaned, fingers flying to the back of your head. She caressed your head gently as you began to suck, reveling in the assurance that relief was soon to follow. You sucked on her nipple, being rewarded with the slow spurt of milk in your mouth not long after. Ino sighed heavily, a soft moan following and she rubbed your scalp soothingly, her need to take care of you still ruling over her other emotions.

With a dutiful vigor, you helped slowly drain her tits of the built up fluids. Really, the taste wasn't bad, it might have been an acquired taste, but you loved it enough to keep coming back for more. Ino stroked the sides of your face, her butterfly touches letting you know how much she cherished you. Meanwhile, your own hands wandered her body, eventually zeroing in on that tight skirt of hers. The figure hugging material always drove you wild. You bunched the material up before sliding a hand between her thighs. Her legs quickly spread, silently begging you for more. To which you were happy to comply with, fingers tracing along her slit, reveling in the feel of her soaked panties. Ino's head leaned back as she sighed, all her pent up feelings finally being acknowledged. Her underwear were ripped off of her waist, an action to which you'd have to apologize for later. Your fingers prodded against her teasingly before easily slipping inside.

Meanwhile, you still sucked at her tit, relieving one while letting the other tit suffer and drip slowly. One of her hands steadied herself on the counter, a leg being propped up on a rung of the stool beneath you. The new position gave you easier access, allowing you to slide your fingers in deeper, curling them slightly. Your other hand played with her clit, gently tugging the bundle of nerves before rubbing circles against it. A soft curse left her mouth, followed immediately by reassuring praises. She tried to keep her composure during times like these, but the faint shake of her legs told you all you needed to know. After you were sure the boob you were sucking from was nearly drained, you switched to the other one. The one that was dripping milk still, begging to be sucked by you like the other one was. Again, you gave a teasing lick before wrapping your lips around it, savoring the forceful squirt of liquid into your mouth.

"Flower… you feel so good. I love when you're good for me like this. A-After we're done here, mmm, we're going to take a niceee bath," she moaned and gripped your head, "with chamomile…and some lavender…"

You're sure she was going to say eucalyptus too, as it was the go-to bath combination for her, but the last ingredient was lost in a gasp. She moaned again and her hips moved forward, trying to fuck herself on your fingers. Your fingers obliged, moving faster in and out of her pussy the way you knew drove her wild. At this point you were done dragging it out, the mentioned bath seeming more and more inviting with each passing minute. The only things keeping you on the stool was the moans Ino made and the warm liquid in your mouth. Your lips sucked faster, drawing more of her milk out while you curled your fingers inside of her. Ino's hand that wasn't on the counter went to your shoulder to further steady herself. Her orgasm wasn't too far away, if the way her legs moved was any way to tell. She gasped and panted hard, almost whining as desperately as you were twenty minutes ago. You stopped thrusting and instead rubbed against her g spot repeatedly, throwing her into climax as her cum coated your hand.

She squealed and moaned through her orgasm before gripping your shoulder harder. Her pants were heavy and fast as she came down, vision once again returning to see you release her tit with an exaggerated pop sound. Immediately after sex she became shy and almost embarrassed, the lewd sound making her cheeks redden. She looked away for a moment and got herself together a bit, skirt being pulled back down over her now bare ass. Though she went without buttoning her top, chest far too sensitive now to confine it behind cotton. It was in moments like these she was happy your shared house was connected to the flower shop. That bath sounded like heaven now as you moved to follow her, only being starkly reminded of the toy still inside of you after you stood. Ino turned around and laughed at you, her playful nature back in full force again. You couldn't wait to do this again.

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terrifictomholland · 3 years

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hii I couldn’t find the prompt list sorry!! but I was wondering if you can do something where Tom and the reader are the best man/maid of honour for their friends’ wedding, and they’ve kind of had a crush on one another ever since the wedding planning began, and on wedding night they finally hookup

I have no excuse for the amount of time it’s taken me to write this and I can only apologise for that - but I do hope you enjoy this. I’m quite pleased at the level of softness this is.

THIS CONTAINS SMUT! +18 PLEASE It was mayhem. Utter and complete mayhem.

Your childhood best friend was getting married and you were of course, the maid of honour.

So that meant you had it up to your neck with numerous responsibilities. Luckily, or unluckily - depending on how you viewed it, you got to share those responsibilities with the man of honour.

Tom.

There he stood in all his glory.

Holding a hand over his stomach as he laughed with Harrison and the sound was music to your ears. It sounded so hearty and infectious that you couldn’t help your own smile.

“Alright, let’s call it for tonight!” The bride-to-be Anna said, clapping her hands together to get everyone's attention. You let out a sigh of relief at the prospect of getting to put your feet up and enjoy a glass of wine in your hotel room by yourself. Maybe watch some series on your laptop.

“What are your plans?” Tom sidled up next to you.

The close proximity of his body was making you short circuit. Your heart started to beat loudly in your chest, hot flashes broke out all over your body and your throat went dry.

Being close to Tom was making you react in a way you’d never experienced before.

“My plans?” You repeated seeing his megawatt smile take over his face giving you a nod. “Oh uhm, probably go back to my hotel room and have a cheeky glass of wine, catch up on some series. Why?”

He made a ‘pft’ noise at that, “Have a glass of wine with me instead.” The moment he said those words your heart nearly leapt out of your chest.

“Huh?”

“Have a drink with me,” He repeated once more for you, this time slower.

“As in a date?” Tom’s cheeks darkened when you asked that and he opened his mouth and closed it a few times.

“I uh, I mean - I, sure!” He stuttered and you bit your bottom lip feeling your chest tighten and a bunch of butterflies erupted in your stomach.

“Alright,” You spoke softly, giving him a timid and shy smile.

“For real?” His voice pitched higher making you giggle. He cleared his throat in embarrassment.

“Wanna head out now?”

“Lead the way Holland,”

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Instead of going to your hotel room, the two of you wound up at an empty beach, a cheap wine bottle going back and forth between you both as you sat in the lifeguard tower, both of you sitting right next to each other. Overlooking the sea as the sun set, making the sea look as though it sparkled against the fading sun. It was magical.

“It’s breathtaking,” You breathed, staring at the sunset completely transfixed at all of the different colours and hues that was painted across the sky.

“It really is,” What you didn’t notice was Tom looking at you while he uttered those words. At least, not until you felt his fingers brush aside a piece of your hair from your face. You swallowed thickly, turning to look at him seeing the shy smile on his face. His cheeks were dusted in pink as he tucked your hair behind your ear, fingers gently caressing your cheek and you melted to the touch, eyes falling shut.

“You are so beautiful,” He spoke the words so softly, so sincerely it made it hard for you to breathe properly as your eyes opened again. You felt intoxicated and it had nothing to do with the wine, it was all Tom and the effect he had on you.

“Can I kiss you?”

All you could do was smile and place your hand on his cheek moving even closer to him. Your eyes moving down to his lips seeing him lick them and you did the same before he grabbed your face in his hands. His breath falling over your face making shivers run up your spine.

What happened next felt like something out of a fairytale.

His thin, chapped lips pressed against yours hesitantly before you kissed him back. He got his confidence back and began kissing you more insistently - his hand moving from your face to your waist to pull you in closer and you threaded a hand in his hair keeping him close.

His tongue swiped across your lower lip and you parted them, feeling him capture your lip and suck on it. Which was enough to make you let out a sigh against his lips and you felt your stomach clench.

Your tongues met and you let out a quiet whimper tasting the wine and spearmint on his tongue, sucking on it gently hearing him let out a noise from the back of his throat and it was addictive to hear him. You two stayed like that for a good twenty minutes, just exploring and familiarizing each other's mouths.

Eventually, you both pulled away, sharing a few pecks and keeping your foreheads together. You giggled at the sight of his swollen lips and glazed eyes and mussed up hair. He had never looked more stunning.

“Thanks,” He grinned bashfully, cheeks tinting.

“Did I say that out loud?” You whined, making him laugh as he nodded.

He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, “For the record, you’re just as stunning too,”

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Following the date by the lifeguard tower, you and Tom spent as much time as you could during the rest of the wedding rehearsals and all of the planning. Dividing and sharing the responsibilities equal so that it didn’t get too overwhelming for the other. You were after all, the maid of honour and best man so you had similar tasks.

Today however, you were busy as a bee seeing as how it was the wedding and everything needed to go as smoothly as possible. And up until now, it had - you were next in line to walk down the aisle before the bride was due to walk down.

You felt butterflies dancing in your belly because you knew that at the end of the aisle would be where Tom stood. And on a slightly selfish train of thought - you were pretending it was yours and Tom’s wedding and you couldn’t wait to see his reaction when you came down.

It was your turn and you took a deep breath before you walked down, smiling at the guests and taking care not to stumble - you were very much prone to trip over your own feet. You didn’t need that humiliation today, so each step was carefully planned.

You looked up when you got close enough and your breath got caught in your throat seeing Tom standing there in his tux and hair gelled back looking like a dream come true.

In true fashion to yourself, you winked at him and his shoulders shook with silent laughter when he saw you do that. He winked right back making you grin as you took your place opposite of him, holding your bouquet.

As soon as the music started playing and Harrison saw Anna come walking down the aisle, everything turned to a blur for you. Tears welling up in your eyes at the beautiful and loving ceremony between two people so perfect for each other. Everything was like a fairytale, the vows, the rings, the kiss. Later on at the reception, it was just as immaculate and beautiful and perfect.

“May I have this dance?” Tom snuck up behind you with his hand extended to you and you beamed, taking it. He twirled you once before bringing you in, his hand on your waist and the other holding your hand as you leaned your head on his shoulder. Feeling so safe and content in his arms to let him lead.

“What a day,” He murmured in your ear and you grinned feeling the soft kiss he placed on your temple.

“It’s been one of the best days of my life - just look at them, they’re so happy,” You gushed glancing at the happy couple who also shared a dance together. Laughing and kissing, it filled you with so much happiness to see the way they looked at each other so in love.

“I’m so happy they found each other,” Tom agreed and you looked up at him, seeing him watch his best friend with nothing but joy and warmth.

“I am too,” You smiled, reaching up to place a kiss on his cheek. Tom turned to you and leaned down giving you a proper kiss.

“Missed you today,” He mumbled between pecks,

“God you’re a sweet talker,” You flushed and he grinned, “It’s working in other words,”

“Oh it most certainly is,”

“Enough for you to want to sneak out of here with me?” He left the question open-ended and you felt your stomach clench at what he was prompting.

“Can we go now?” Your face was burning at how eager you sounded and he picked up on it. His hands rubbed your waist and he let out a laugh nodding.

“I think we can get out of here rather unnoticed, but we probably should tell Haz and Anna,” He suggested.

It was an easy conversation to have, wishing them the best on their honeymoon before the two of you ducked out.

Once in Tom’s hotel suite you lost a bit of your nerve. You both felt the energy crackle in the dimmed room. Tom took a seat on the edge of the bed and you toed off your heels before walking over so that you stood between his legs.

His hands came to rest on your hips and you ran a hand through his soft hair, messing up the carefully made hairstyle he had for the entirety of the wedding.

You smiled seeing his eyes close when you raked your fingers through his hair. He ran his fingers up and down the sides of your dress, lifting it up higher and higher, exposing more skin.

“Take it off,” You whispered. He smiled stripping you out of the dress leaving you in your strapless bra and lace thong.

“Lay down on the bed,” He murmured and you gulped, getting on the bed, laying down on your back and feeling yourself melt against the soft mattress that shaped itself to you. You watched Tom lift your leg up, caressing it and trailed kisses from your ankle all the way up to your thigh and then giving your other leg the same treatment.

“Oh Tom,” You breathed feeling your heart trying to escape from the tenderness of his touches and caresses.

“You deserve to feel worshipped,” Was all he said and you felt tears prickle in your eyes at the sweet words and how genuine he sounded. Like you were his everything, that nothing but you mattered.

“Come here, let me kiss you,” You choked out sitting up slightly and he crawled up beside you, immediately kissing you and pouring all of himself into that kiss.

You wrapped both of your arms around his neck bringing him down on you, needing to feel his body against your own. You had no idea how much time passed but after a while, you wanted more.

“Take your clothes off,” You murmured once his lips were attached to your neck and you let out a moan feeling him suck on the skin there. He sat up and removed his clothes in a hurry and you flushed seeing his chiseled body and his beautiful cock curving up toward his tummy.

You reached out and touched him, wrapping a hand around him and he let out a groan.

“You’re so beautiful,” You told him, looking into his eyes and you saw his lips part and he gave you an emotional smile.

“You are too,” He breathed sucking his lip between his teeth as you worked him up even more, hearing the curses and grunts tumble out of his mouth.

“I just want you to feel good,” You smiled seeing his head fall back in pleasure, “Fuck, you do,” His breath getting caught in his throat.

“Can I touch you too?” He cracked his eyes open and you nodded, spreading your legs and he smiled stroking your inner thighs at first and your eyes never left him as you jerked him off.

You let out a gasp feeling him rub your core through your panties and you bit your lip when he felt just how wet you were already.

“All for me?” He asked incredulously and you nodded shyly.

“Take them off,” You urged helping him by lifting your hips. In one swift motion he slipped your panties off and you spread your legs for him once again.

Your hips jolted forward when you felt him rub your sensitive clit for the first time and a quiet moan fell from your lips at the sensation. It had been so long since you’d been touched like this, and Tom was well on his way to figure out exactly what you liked.

“Slip them inside,” You gasped only feeling yourself getting more and more wet the more he circled your clit, trying different speeds and pressures on it.

You choked on your breath when he eased his finger inside, filling you up and dragging it against your warm and tight walls. Your eyes crossed when he fucked his finger deep, curling it to reach your g-spot and you let out a cry.

“G-god,” You stuttered feeling the air get knocked out of your chest when he slipped another finger inside, stretching you out. You removed your hand from his cock, licking a stripe on your palm and then wrapping your hand around it again. Your hand working him faster the more he worked you up too.

Both of your moans and groans filled the room as you both got inevitably closer and closer to the edge.

“I, oh god - want you inside me now,” You sighed throwing your head back.

“Yeah? You ready?”

“So ready,” You nodded enthusiastically. He got off you and the bed, retrieving his pants and pulling out a condom.

“Well someone’s prepared, did you bank on getting lucky tonight?” You giggled watching him rip the foil package and fist himself a few times before rolling the condom on.

He let out a quiet laugh, “Well, you can’t blame a guy for hoping,”

“No, no I can’t babe,” You smiled when he got situated on top of you and he ran his cock along your folds and you felt anticipation roll through you when he started pushing in.

“Let me know if you need a sec, yeah?”

You kissed him, “I will,” You reassured against his lips as he bottomed out, staying still for a few moments and you slowly relaxed around him.

The pleasure was starting to gradually build and you wrapped your legs around his waist driving him deeper inside causing both of your moans to mingle together.

“You feel fucking heavenly,” He grunted before he dove in and kissed you passionately, building up a pace that made you squeeze down on him, loving the way he was filling you up.

“Oh fuck Tom,” You gasped into his mouth when his cock nudged your gspot making your head hazy.

Spots of white hot pleasure popped up and you felt your cunt clench all around Tom. He moaned loudly when you did and your climax was building up again from earlier.

The warm and tingly sensations growing stronger with each thrust he gave.

“Feel so fucking big inside me,”

“You were made to take my cock darling,” He leaned down sucking your nipple into his mouth and you let out a scream when he did that.

“Harder! Fuck me harder,” You gritted out trying to chase the high of your pleasure, moving your hips in sync with him to take him deeper.

Your movements turning more frantic the closer you got and he could tell.

He reached a hand down rubbing your clit fast and hard and you cried his name as the pleasure took over.

Your body arched and toes curled as your orgasm ripped through you. Your insides liquefying and warmth coursed through as he fucked you through your orgasm, which set off his impending one. He came shouting your name, panting heavily on top of you whilst still pistoning his hips inside of you so that you both could ride out your highs together.

You caught him and wrapped both arms around his sweaty body, his heart racing and you placed gentle kisses all over his temple and wherever else you could reach.

“You’re fucking incredible,” You smiled dopily at him once he got enough strength to roll off of you. He chuckled breathlessly and discarded the condom, making a jump shot to the bin and you rolled your eyes.

“Oiii that’s a three pointer!” He smirked and you snorted cuddling up to him, nuzzling your face in his neck.

“For the record, you’re fucking incredible too and even more incredible to fuck,”

“Oh the fucking cheek of you!” You gasped before you both wound up in fits of giggles.

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starlightnakamoto · 4 years

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She Knows • Yuta Nakamoto

Member: Yuta X Reader

Genre: angst / fluff / smut / slow-burn / mystery

Warnings: Language, Drugs, Alcohol/Cigarette Use

Summary: You needed to find a way to raise money to find somewhere to stay. Little did you know it had to be through becoming a stripper at the biggest club in town, owned by the ceo himself. He’s not only a ceo though. Only at night he was.

A/N: remember to stay safe!! here’s ch. 4 <3

Chapter 4

“You must be new here. I’m Ten”, he smiled with glee and stuck out his hand.

Another charming boy that had given you goosebumps.

You could tell he had been mustering up the courage to introduce himself since he sat next to you and you found yourself beaming inside.

Somebody actually treated you like someone since you got here.

You shook his hand. “H-Hi. I’m Y/N”, you softly spoke, smiling back.

He gave you the most memorable smile, probably the most calmest he’s been since his entertaining entrance right up until—

“Did you see how Yuta had snapped at that new dancer? I feel bad for her”, you had heard whispers & laughs from nearby peers giving you looks.

Your mood was starting to go down again but Ten didn’t let that happen.

“Rosé you should feel bad for your breath. It probably stinks from all the shit you be talking about”, he immediately snapped back, being rewarded with laughs, including yours.

For those who have been here, they knew not to mess with this guy.

You had loved him already.

She had then stayed quiet from embarrassment and Ten focused back his attention to you.

“Sorry love what did you say was your name again?”, he commented while criss-crossing in front of you.

He had a unique accent.

“Y/N”, you said going back to smiling.

“Right Y/N! Well welcome! I haven’t been here that long either but I’ve waited long enough to finally find someone decent here to talk to. Also don’t worry about those girls trust me.”, he rambled on, comforting you by playing with your hands.

He started to tell you intellect about the people so far in the room and there goes the name that captures your interest again.

“And that’s Yuta. Yeah everyone’s all over him.. so was I at one point.. maybe. He’s hot shit what can I say? But also a man of hard work.. and secrets from what I heard.. not sure what that means haha”, he had said while you giggled & started to scan the room to find the man with angel hair again.

You kept staring as he was helping dancers with moves in the front. Almost a little more and his eyes had layed on yours again. Fuck.

You had quickly turned your vision back to Ten & you snapped back to reality hearing him say with a pout “Y/N?”.

“Oh yeah sorry. Just zoned out but I did hear you don’t worry”, you said feeling your cheeks burn up.

“Ah don’t worry about it. Guess that’s the effect Yuta has on everyone”, his smile was light as he shrugged.

“W-what? Yuta? Oh no fuck him really. He snapped at me. Sent me back here.. please he’s yours“, you denied his words.

“No way have him. I can see the way you look at him, practically eye fucking him”, he smirked while teasing you. You had just met this man and he already can read you so well.

You kept getting flustered and playfully hit him telling him to stop.

—

Ten then continued with the tea on more of the people in there over the next days of you guys practicing & hanging out in the dance studio.

You had made a friend & that was the best thing that had happened since you came here.

“Lisa, a total bitch stay away from her and her uneven bob. And best for last, the angel from the skies Johnny Suh”, he turned red saying his name and patted his heart.

“Oo someone’s in love”, you cooed. This man was so entertaining to talk to.

“That tall hunk is gonna be mines one day, I’m calling it. Not to mention we have hung out a few times before..”, he trailed off.

“And what did those hangouts consist of?”, you questioned playfully, enjoying the daily talks you’ve had with your awesome friend.

“Okay we fucked a few times.. but I’m gonna get his number and find my way to finally making it official..”, he had said holding your hand & lowering his voice, staring down.

“Ten oh my god.. dude go for it!! Don’t just keep playing around”, you playfully punched him.

“I will, I will. You should get Yuta’s too.”, you guys started to grab your bags to head out as the final rehearsal had ended.

Tomorrow was show night. 8:30 pm.

“What? Nah I’m good seriously. He’s obviously busy with other dancers & probably forgot about me since I came here”, you shaked your head.

“Are you kidding? No way I can see the way he looks at you whenever I see him look at you. And trust me, he really looks.”

“What? You never told me he does?!”

“Because I wanted to surprise you hehe. Yea I’ve seen him look our way at times and he does stare at you when we practice the moves or when we leave the room after rehearsals.”, Ten calmly said while taking sips of water, knowing his words were making butterflies burst in you.

You felt yourself smile as you & Ten were gonna head your way out but then stopped a bit before the door.

Everyone else had left but Yuta came back to pack his things.

The tension in the air was fucking real.

“Oo shit. This is your move go talk to him Y/N!!”, he squealed, pushed your shoulder lightly.

Yuta was not that faraway in the hollowed room, just getting his things & bag.

“Listen I’m fine let’s just go—“, you anxiously grabbed Ten’s shirt trying to make your way out.

“No no this is your moment! Go get your mans. I’ll see you later Y/N!”, he emphasized your name, grabbing Yuta’s attention while he left you two alone.

Yuta had snapped out of his world & his head lifted up knowing it was just you across the room.

His eyes full of deep brown met yours.

It was just the two of you left now.

You stopped in your tracks, holding onto your bag for dear life as your eyes wouldn’t let go of his.

Almost saying all the words you wanted to say but never got to. All for someone who had only met not too long ago.

You sort of liked this though.. finally getting to be with him in the same room and no one else to ruin that.

It’s like you both finally got what each other has been waiting for without words to speak.

The moment broke though. You had moved one step back, leaning against the shelf behind you and a bunch of dance shoes had fallen over.

“Fuck”, you muttered to yourself. You felt flushed & embarrassed as the clusters of shoes fell down. Way to go Y/N.

You put your bag down & crouched to fix the mess you had made while you heard footsteps approach you.

Shit shit shit.

“T-That’s fine don’t worry I’ll fix it”, his voice bringing comfort to you even with a bit of a nervous tone in it.

“No it’s my mess I’ll do it”, you avoided meeting eyes just trying to fix the mess you made.

“No seriously I’ll—“, he paused meeting your eyes & flushed cheeks.

You both were now inches apart in a cluster of shoes, practically breathing each others air.

He smelled of cigarettes & nice cologne.

No words was said. You both just got quiet & finished cleaning up the mess.

After putting the last bit of shoes back, he broke the silence.

“I-I never got your name”, he softly spoke, putting his hands in his pockets of his grey sweats.

“Didn’t know you’d need it”, you stood up & snapped without meaning to.

After all you didn’t let go of that one time. What a great first impression he made then forgot about me for a few days.

“Sorry about the other day. I was just doing my job I really felt bad & I never got to introduce myself properly cause I felt like you hated me —“,

“Y/N. My name’s Y/N. Maybe I did hate you.. but you could be forgiven”, you interrupted as a small smile was coming over your tough exterior.

You still wanted to play hard but you just wanted this tension to be over.

The biggest glow came over his face almost like the rain clouds had finally gone away.

That golden smile.

“Y/N. C-Cool. I’m Yuta. That’s what everyone calls me by”, his hand covered in multiple rings reached out to shake yours.

You shyly reached out for his hand but did so anyways.

“Hi Yuta”, you giggled a bit as your hands were greeting each other.

“Hi.. Y/N”, he laughed while nodding his head, glad he had finally got to know the name of the girl that would change it all for him.

“So.. am I forgiven?”, he said above a whisper while taking a step closer into you as your breathing stopped.

You observed his beautifully sculptured face, your eyes making it’s way from his pool brown eyes to his pink, full lips.

He knew the effect he had on you already.

“Hmm.. I’ll let you know next time we meet. See you around.. Yuta”, you smirked walking past him, brushing against his exposed arms.

Being smart, you didn’t wanna rush things so you left him wanting more and you fucking loved it.

Everything was only starting.

ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3, ch. 4, ch. 5

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joeltaylorredden · 3 years

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I had died every day waiting for you and it scarred me, and you too from what you’ve told me. I’ve loved you for thousands of years and all along I believed I’d find you. The one, the TRUE one. You’re the one I was always searching for by not settling for anything less than love. Like shit, I didn’t know what love was at the time but I went through trial and error figuring out what it wasn’t. I spent countless months to years afraid of settling for anything less than pure magic in such slim hopes to one day find the one with the other half of my heart or die completely alone. I’ve believed there was that ONE in this world of 7 billion with the other half of my soul/heart since I first learned what “love” was and that’s my idea of a fairytale because what are the odds? I was going to find that one or die trying. Because that’s always been the driving force to get me to keep standing, because everything else in this life seems so empty if there’s no one there to speak your language, view the world through the same eyes. Find interests and passion in the perfectly right things. Someone that will never let you feel alone in this full but yet so empty planet. How did you manage to fill all the missing pieces in my heart from the moment I met you. It wasn’t simply hope because that isn’t promised and Personally it would be a disgrace to try to explain the way it felt to meet my 1 in 7 billion with emotions. Because it isn’t a fleeting feeling when you meet the one. It’s a feeling that will never leave. People talk about what’s inevitable but the only thing In this whole life I’ve been 100% sure of is the moment it turned from grey to color. I’ve done almost every drug out there but none could replace the feeling I feel in her presence when she would laugh behind that beautiful voice while saying something along the classy lines of “go fuck yourself” and close in on me reminding me with her brushing touch that comforted me in new weirdly odd fulfilling way like a small healthy meal that fills you up better than a heaping load of junk food can. I’ve never experienced physical comfort like that because I’ve always hated hugs since I can remember. With a look in her eyes that spoke to me in a language only I was built to decipher to read “you are home ” because I’ve come to learn that actions speak louder than words ever will. I can now start to understand looking back, she loved me way more than I realized. Because the whole time its all really up in the air we all know the best moments are the ones that are happening without knowing

Or putting a title on it, and when we met and starting talking a huge sign didn’t appear in the sky saying “YOU FOUND YOUR SOULMATE” that would of made it too easy and it just doesn’t work like that because it would mess up a huge section in the journey and steps of passion we experienced like a game of “poke the bear” okay alyvia did have some bear alpha energy but probably not the best simile but we can just say we’d both been in constant back to back to back “relationships” that were truly nothing ideal to the romance we have had imagined and dreamed of growing up watching lion king and Cinderella, where there’s no cheating, no lieing , no abuse just pure faith and trust and fun in the one who caught their eyes and it was truly a remarkable beautiful story.

Welllll I wanted that faith and trust love story shit since before I could even remember

I was I true romantic inspired by the one and only Taylor swift.

But through the years I just loved and loved and poured every ounce of my faith in a girl and in return I got zilch, given up on, bored of , felt as if I was some freak show for conveying real emotions feelings and care.

So I learned after the third strike out and crying my eyes TF out in my dads basement at 16 after visualizing a whole 30 year plan talking getting married and kids and the house with a girl that barely knows my last name…

Heartbreak hurts when it’s the first pretty girl that you thought was out of your league gives you a chance has a car and even gives you your 2nd kiss and totally just disappears when I thought we were gonna get engaged and be high school sweethearts. This generations majority became to shy away from the high school sweethearts thing so they could just have a free for all “having fun” to find their spouse in college so it’s “less work more fun”

As for me, I wanted my princess. The one that would commit & follow our dreams happily together no questions. It doesn’t have to be that hard right? Just find a pretty girl and be cool enough for her to want to stick around.

I tried that andd I found out I love wayyyy too hard . I would date girls that I didn’t think were all that great but I had hope, like no butterflies in any sense. No connection just a beginner at this “I’ll be your Prince Charming stuff” and I thought every guy just picked girls they saw potential in and they both just grew together from scratch as long as they both agree to commit and work on it it’s gonna go somewhere.

Welp I found out pretty fast i didn’t feel like Prince Charming regardless how hard we worked on the relationship like it was a boat we each took turns working on and both hopped in. anything deserving to be called Romantic was all just for the movies at this point in my life because I would Find myself either bored out of my mind with a girl that I didn’t vibe with In any category expect the fact She was a girl I was a boy. Gave up on the L train it became just a waste of time and was pretty draining.

And on the other side of things I go for a girls just for their looks because I didn’t really understand personality and morals back then so I’d get totally turned inside out by some girls who were totally lost for love because james kissed lainas best friend in 5th grade now she doesn’t trust fuckboys” and hooks up with any male or female that gives her attention that one night and THAT SHIT starts a domino effect of everyone wants to have fun but not get close to anyone so they’re heart won’t get broken, the first few hookups might get hooked but male or female will just move on within the hour or week with someone new because one “just wasn’t feeling it”

I saw this all play out before me before I had ever “Hooked up” (had sex) with a girl and I swore I wasn’t going to be like any of them because I’m a romantic and I’m gonna “fall in love” with the girl I first have sex with like how could I not. So skip the bs I date a girl she’s never had sex just like me. So she’s head over heels for me and I think she’s beautiful but she’s just different, like we gotta different vibe going on internally but since we’re both 8s and we could atleast look romantic together we’re just gonna look like hoes if we breakup and move on to someone else.

Also this is my first real intimate gf that’s on the same energy as me and attraction that I’m not scared of or bored she just looks good and we had an alright when we’d hangout, but my shitty ass friends at the time got it stuck in my brain I had to have sex soon with someone or I’ll be the “loser” so my eyes were on one prize and that’s where I lost my dignity I believe. We ended up getting closer and closer to booking up every time and then finally did, on the floor so my bed wouldn’t squeak with my stepmom upstairs and the door open. It was pathetic.

Felt good for a second but I was pictured it being so much better than, that…

So the people I was hanging out with at the time made fun of me for talking to that girl so what does any 17 year old do trying to have a reputation for a bunch of nobodys that think they can run other people’s lives morals and fantasies by embarrassment.

I break up with her. find a new girl bring her to a kick back and take her upstairs to this old

Guys water bed and have a 8 sec ride looking back it felt like 8 minutes 😂😂 but hell naw it was 8 pumps if that 😂 we go back downstairs and I expect to chill all night with this girl w her on me at the party like she was my date. But naw she hooked up w one person I came with in less than 30 seconds of me coming down stairs with her. That doesn’t feel good either…

Plus one more guy after him…

I had it, I was done feeling with my heart and thought it was time to just feel with my you know what, so since I left my morals on the floor in my basement I would wait for any people I would hangout with to bring a girl around and I’d swoop her up because it had been done to me.

I came to realize some shit doesn’t feel good regardless if there’s a reward with it.

Because now that I’m texting my homies date behind his back that made my conscience eat at me twice as hard and then I got my turn and fell for the girl who was obviously for everybody but i was new so I believed whatever her preying cute face would tell me and get me to do for her. Because this generations relationships became a scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours till we get bored type of deal and you dont want to be caught dead as a hopeless romantic in this fucked up society of hos and manhos or you’re gonna go under and never come back because drinking is a high school over the counter medication for depression or sadness, and if you were cool enough you’d do coke once or twice then three times and shit I’ll do four and five I already came this far anddddd then a gram a night then an ounce and then selling the cocaine and it’s a lot bigger deal than realized and jail happens. Then it’s a spiral of fucking bullshit.

From friends dying of overdoses to getting clamydia to being insecure about what the people at school heard about what happened over the weekend. The people who said They had you forget when your face down in the dirt and they talked you into doing drugs that would start a new chapter of my life

Called love isn’t real ,fuck bitches ,be broke and homeless with three new addictions and no sign or thought of a future because I just want to get fucked up to not feel sad anymore cause of that girl and my I thought all bestfriends/ brothers just did me sideways for the 20th time I was so obvious that some people really aren’t genuine and don’t even know what a real friend is because all they know is the next face is either a liability or an asset. I hate it. I can say I played a part in the dumb shit and wasn’t the true me and looking back now I was very lost and that’s why I decided to start keeping record of the ones who do the things that friends don’t do and mark em off the list regardless of who they were because I was so ready to live a real life with real friends because I’ve only been surrounded by traiters and I’m not buying it anymore, only very strong willed people can become something better then the way they were raised up and the morals that were put in place and I haven’t really met many at all so I just am gonna take the easy route this time and gonna stay away off in my own lane.

I shoulda done it way earlier, coulda learned from j cole 3 times and fuck the peace sign.

I just wanted some friends cause there was no family for me at home regardless of what I did.

Never good enough , got what a thought was a dream girlfriend who was my ride or die for 5 years but did things out of spite to me like hookup with my friends I called brothers literally. I don’t think I ever loved her truthfully she was just really pretty and chill kinda just rode with the good but didn’t have too much of a plan or dreams like I did and that is another sign I should of taken more serious, because one thing I’ve learned is no one ever grows from the way they came so don’t wait for someone to go back to the way they were because it’ll never happen everything In this world is either evolving up or there are things diminishing down if someone has changed the chances of fully restoring them after life experience it’s a absolute 0% unless you have a memory eraser device but even then if there’s a change there’s no way we can go to exactly exactly the way it was, even the world is evolving every moment, so if someone misses the “old you” that was a thought of you just a mere figment of their imagination. Its better if you move to bigger and better things and if you wish for them to be in your life don’t dwell on it too much because if they are good for you and that means they believe in the best you, they’ll take the step forward to initiate the relationship again, but if you’re doing great and they still can’t find the peace of mind to love you exactly for who you are it’s time you get what you’ve always deserved and put your focus forward or your blessing that is twice as worth the time than your backwards or you’re gonna lose them all going back down to who you evolved from!

I finally found closure when she reminded me of my dad. Not on my team and just a boring ass time anytime we’d be together she literally was just pretty and that’s all she was to me, she didn’t know how to entertain or have a relationship, there might of been some downs but if you love someone you adapt to whatever situation conflict and confession then I met this girl who interested me and I spent a lot of time with her but the fact she wasn’t willing to put her pride aside fucked with the relationship, I was used in ways by her and she was caught up in another guy when I confessed that I was really really into her but the sad thing is she just didn’t respect her self enough, and I was on and off with her for a while and she fucked with my heart because it was my first try at something real after a while of being scared of commitment and being totally played by the long term ex, then one night the newer girls friend maya decided to link me with her friend in Denver so we could go to her boyfriends work and we pulled up at her house in bfe Denver to me at the time

And it’s hard to remember all the full details of the night but I remember that I was single for once in my life like actually single and committed to being that

but then I met her…

right now because mine read those words only to her and it feels as if these eyes were made for the sole purpose of .

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