#im sorry i didn't come through on the arms but fuck me the shoes were hard enough i am NOT fucking with hands when i can't even draw them

[theworldisabrokenbonebutitishome]

"Personally if you felted a big fluffy hedge and had some glasses on the ground by it and his twinky limbs sticking out I'd be into it" - @blackswan-wildgeese

Guardian Bingo Fest's bonus prompt for March is 'Take A Leap' and I'm swapping my B5 'fake dating' prompt for this.

Despite several suggestions of various people being yeeted from various places "Professor Shen being yote off that roof" was the one that truly spoke to my permanently unserious soul. And this is why you should have friends that encourage your interest in crafting being used for shitpostesque purposes. I have spent half the time making this cackling to myself and if that's not a sign I made the right decision, I don't know what is.

The design changed and got slightly more complicated because what if Shen Wei had had to commit to his lie so much that we got a very different shot than what we actually got:

Proportions and perspective are definitely way out but oh well. :D

#guardianbingofest #guardian #shen wei #i am so sorry sir #hei pao shi #has never been ungraceful in his life and here i am spreading slanderous lies #zhenhun #hand embroidery #wool felting #needle felting #guardian cdrama #twabbbiih made a thing #i hope you realise i am forcing you to have this when I see you next despite you not being all that into the show btw #dude 'fell' from a FIVE storey building and his glasses didn't even break #the sid were so right to be suspicious of him from the get go #once again i have rambled #im sorry i didn't come through on the arms but fuck me the shoes were hard enough i am NOT fucking with hands when i can't even draw them #i say as i work on a different thing that is specifically hands in great detail... #love yooooou Al <3 <3 <3 hope you like #this was made with the intended audience of 2

[yuyusboyfriend]

Good Boy ✧.

roommate!yunho drives me crazy bro...

pairing: roommate!yunho x gn!reader

wordcount: 1,7k

content: helping your roommate with a hard problem...

warnings: nsfw, pet names (tiny, baby, good boy), handjob, cum eating, dirty talk (?), lots of praise, sub!yunho dom!reader (lmk if I missed anything)

comments and reblogs appreciated <3

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When you usually walk through the door after a long day of classes, you'd hear your roommate, yunho, crashing around in the kitchen cooking up something for you both to eat once you got home. Sometimes he would be in his room playing valorant, shouting down the mic to his friend group telling mingi to step up his game -

Tonight? There's no noise. Atleast that's what it seemed like, until you hear a sniffle coming from the corridor as you place your shoes by the door. "is....is he crying?" you whisper to yourself as if the house was going to answer back. As you drop your bag on the counter and take small steps towards your roommates room, all you hear is shuffling, followed by the squeaks of a bedframe.

"No....is someone here with him?", your heart sank at the thought. Not that you had shared this with anyone but your close friend, woo, but some time after yunho moved in, you started having....dreams... about him. At first they were innocent, like playing games and having movie nights, but after the first few you noticed they became more...sexual. The first night you jumped in horror, filled head to toe with guilt and a hotter feeling you couldn't put into words, but grateful that your yelp didn't wake up the boy on the other side of the wall. When he stroked your arm that morning, a normal gesture between the two of you (at least usually), you jumped out of your skin and flinched away from him.

"You okay, tiny?" concern in his voice hitting your ears mixing with the guilt in your head.

"Sorry, yeah im good, just no sleep", you pulled your best fake smile despite all the questions running through your head; why the skin on your arm where yunhos hand formerly was feel like it was burning up? Why was your heart racing so fast? Why did the droplets on yunho's face and neck from the reminence of his shower make your throat feel like the Sahara desert?

"Were you up playing ac with seonghwa again? I told him to not keep you up late anymore, I'm gonna message him aga-"

"It's okay, yunho, seonghwa was probably fast asleep, it was just too....cold", You cut his worrying off with the lamest excuse you could think of. After that encounter, every touch yunho initiated, every time he jumped into your bed when he was bored, or wrapped his arms around you when he put his hoodie on you, made your whole body heat like you had swallowed the sun. You wondered if he did it on purpose, if he knew the control he had over your heart rate....

..."I guess not." You held back an aching tear at the prospect of yunho having someone on his bed that wasn't you. You silently begged the stars that it wasn't the case as you creeped closer to his room. one step. Two steps. You noticed the door was cracked open. three steps.

"y/n please.."

What? did he just say y/n? you stop just short of his door to process what you just heard. Were you hallucinating? was the stress of school and your crush finally getting to your head to the point you think you heard yunho say-

"fuck, y/n please." he says again, this time a litre of desperation in his gravelly voice apparent. He was practically panting out your name in what sounded like frustration, his breaths shaky and uneven.

You took another step forward, finally standing in his doorframe to add a visual to what you've been hearing. Holy fuck.

Yunho splayed out on his bed gripping the sheets with one hand and furiously rocking his hips into the other. His hoodie, once held between his teeth, now pathetically shifting over his sensitive skin making him harder, if it was even possible.

His tip looked red and angry to say the least, his skin was glistening from sweat and he could barely keep his eyes open. How long had he been at this for?

You realise you've been standing here, perving over your unknowing roommate, but as you attempt to step away from the scene of the crime to try and forget what you've witnessed (even though you know this will fuel your dreams for the next month) you felt your keys slip out of your previously suffocating grip.

With a loud clash, no thanks to your 80 keychains, you let out a panicked squeak and yunho jumped to cover himself on the bed at the noise, till he realises what just happened.

"Y/n it's not- I'm-" he tries to get the words out but after his body had been working in overdrive, nothing made sense.

"Sorry yunho, I didn't see anything!" you yelped out as you tried to turn around and run to your own room, but a firm grip on your arm turns you back to yunho.

He was disheveled and had barely managed to put himself back into his sweatpants, the friction excruciating on his aching tip. God, he looked angelic, his hood still over his head covering his sweat drenched hair, and overshadowing the deep red on his cheeks and ears. His eyes darting to look everywhere but yours, eventually settling on your lips.

"y/n...I need... please help me." he whispered while rubbing circles into your arm, scared for your answer.

"sit." Your shaky voice betraying your attempt at being assertive. Nonetheless, yunho walks backward till he falls back, you following in tow.

He's already whimpering at you sitting down and straddling one of his legs as you start to pull his grey sweats down just enough once again.

"god.." You think. He looked big before when he was stroking himself, and you always suspected he was packing by the indent in his towel after showers, but seeing it up close was a game changer.

"think about my size later y/n, please it hurts.." He whimpers out, making you realise you had said it out loud. Putting your embarrasment aside, you brush your thumb down the underside of his dick till you reach the base, where you wrap your whole hand (barely, his girth was just as impressive) and squeeze a little, testing the waters. He cried out in pleasure from your touch, begging for more, and rutting his hips up best he can - in the process giving you some friction making your mind a little fuzzy.

You worked your hand up and down his angry cock turning him into a blubbering mess. Yunho was so overwhelmed by the sensations his brain had short-circuited and all he could blubber out between was "baby please", "y/n fuck, ah", "tiny nnghh".

"am I making you feel good, yuyu?" you asked with a sultry voice and hooded eyes. You could die a happy person right now if this is the last thing you see. God, yunho was in such state, sticky glistening skin looking edible.

"Yuyu. Answer me baby, or I'll stop." You teased, not even sure you'd be able to stop if you tried.

"baby yes yes please god fuck tiny im so close." He huffed out while vigorously nodding his head. What a sweet boy - too bad you couldn't help teasing him a little more. You slowed down the pace making him whine and cry out a symphony of pleads. Music to your ears, you don't know how you lived your whole life without this.

"please tiny, I'll be good please, let me cum" he cried, his voice breaking.

"you sound so pretty like this yuyu... you're such a good boy." His dick leaked precum and twitched in your palm at the pet names, something you'd keep in mind for a later date. You sped your pace back up again and started nibbling on his burning earlobe, making him cry out whatever was coming to his fucked out brain.

"I'm your good boy ah, tiny, please-" and another string of curses and whimpers. You could tell by his tightening grip on you that he was close. He could feel the knot in his stomach getting tighter, ready to snap.

"be a good boy and cum for me, yuyu."

Thats all it took for his whole body to tense up, cum spurting out of his cock in ropes, reaching your face and soaking your hand. He slumped against your shoulder from exhaustion and euphoria as you pumped your hand around him once more, letting him ride out his high.

"y/n," Yunho shot his head up with a sorry expression now that the brain fog had cleared. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to drag you into thi-" before he could finish, you distracted his train of thought by wiping the cum off of your cheek, and experimentally licking the tip of your finger. A little salty but surprisingly sweet? Before giving him a peck on the cheek to see where his head was at.

He watched in awe as you put his cum on the tip of your tongue, nearly eliciting a second orgasm from him just at the sight. When you pulled away from his cheek a dark blush covered his ears and face, and his round eyes filled with shock that you didn't hate him after that, guilt fading with every millisecond.

His eyes locked with your plump lips before pulling you in to join his. Your mouths molded together as though they were made for eachother, and you swiped your tongue along his bottom lip asking for access. Of course he slipped his tongue into your mouth and kissed you like a starved man, biting your lip and caressing your jaw. After minutes of claiming his mouth you finally broke away for air.

with a glint in your eye looking into his, "So, how you going to repay me yuyu?"

my first fic 😭😭😭 this was suppose to just be drabble but man ....... I love yunho

this isn't proofread or anything so sorry for any mistakes❤️‍🩹

#ateez x reader #yunho x reader #ateez imagines #jeong yunho #yunho smut #ateez smut #ateez yunho #jeong yunho x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez smut fic #jeong yunho smut #kpop x reader #kpop x y/n #ateez x male reader #ateez x y/n #ateez drabbles #ateez scenarios

[theywantedplayer]

“I've been in love with you for years!” prompt with auston matthews please !!!!

 

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another failed date is what you just went on and the only reason you went on it in the first place was to get over Auston. You’ve been in love with him for years. U2 ended up living together since you were still in university, you didn’t wanna move in at first, but you knew it wasn’t going to be a good idea because of your crush on him. But you couldn’t pay for your apartment and university so you gave in

I don’t think you were excited for the date. He was nice and he was a gentleman and you really thought you could go past the first date but apparently he didn’t feel the same time. In his words, I’m just not feeling it so you went home with your shoes off and got the attention of Auston, who is still in the same place sitting on the couch.

I’m not feeling it was what you said to him standing in front of him, hands on your hips

“Huh?”

“ that’s what he said “I’m not feeling it” who the fuck says it like that!” you ranted

“so I take it it wasn’t good” he asked pausing the TV

“ yeah, no shit it was Aust…… I liked him” you continued “he clearly didn’t feel the same way like every other fucking guy” you said, defeated, walking towards your bedroom

“hey come on don’t say that” Auston tried as he got up to follow you, but you stopped in your bedroom door way

“these dates are pointless anyways” you shrug, turning into your room, Auston hot behind you 

“I’ve come to learn that men aren’t attracted to me” 

“ok stop that” Auston told grabbing your arm and spinning you around

You love how close he was in the hated that you loved it

“ you need to get it out of your damn head that men don’t find you attractive, because we both know that’s not true” he argued “ after every damn date you pick yourself a part and you shouldn’t,fuck y/n there is nothing fucking wrong with you. These guys are just fucking stupid”

Auston was mad, you could tell from the way his chest heaved as he breathed, and how he ran his hands through his hair. You were mad, the man you’ve been in love with saying all of this to you when you knew he didn’t feel the same way piss you off.

“ why do you even fucking care” you snap back at him

“cause I’m fucking in love with you I’ve been in love with you for years” he yelled  Auston couldn’t believe what he was saying. He’s been holding in his feelings for years, and they finally got the better of him

“ I hate seeing you get all dressed up for the stupid guys, guys that should be me. You say that guys don’t find you attractive but I’m crazy about you. I love everything about you since the day that I met you!!” When he finished speaking, he took a deep breath

There was silence between both of you, and Austin was praying that you would say something to him. He couldn’t bear the silence after he just confessed his love to you.

“Fuck y/n please say something”

You didn't know what to say, but at the same time you've always practiced what you’d say but know thats its right here in front of you, you froze. Auston’s heart dropped at the sight of you just staring at him and not saying what he needed you to say. He took a couple step’s back running his hands over his face

“Fuck” he groaned he knew he fucked up, “Fuck y/n im so sorry, I should have just kept my mouth shut” When he turned back to you, he felt like he wanted to cry.

“You love me?” you spoke quietly, staring at him in dissalef 

“Of course I do” he answered 

You took a couple steps forward so you were now right in front of him, You stared at him before you spoke

“I-i Love you too” You whispered 

Auston responded by smashing his lips into your’s, his hand pressing up the back of your neck and running through your hair and the other pressing you against him from your lower back. You gripped Auston’s hair. Auston groaned into the kiss, it was passion, you gasped when you felt him slightly pull on your hair giving him a chance to slip his tongue into the kiss. 

When you two pulled away you were out of breath, you both were smiling brightly at each other. Years of waiting finally paid off. Auston pulled you close, resting his chin on top of your head.

“You love me” you smiled

Auston looked down at you smiling “I do love you” he said kissing you softly 

#auston matthews fluff #auston matthews smut #auston matthews x reader #auston matthews #auston matthews fic #nhl #nhl x reader #nhl fluff #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine

[dirtybitfic]

so wrong yet so right part 2

contains~ strong language, fight during lecture, punishment , dirty talk , slight touching.

y/n pov-

I woke up this morning exhausted i've been working on this god damn story for class the entire weekend . I couldn't figure out a feeling to portray in my writing , Saturday I spent sitting in my bed thinking about Professor sturniolo then I went out with friends got shit face drunk to try and distract myself from my thoughts then woke up on Sunday with a pounding head ache and spent most of my day rotting in bed . Sunday night it finally clicked what feeling to portray would be and that was confusion. Confusion with the way i'm feeling about my professor . Given I couldn't write my story about my thoughts about him because we're sharing these ones with the class too .

I grabbed all my shit for class and made my 8 minute drive to campus blasting desire by meg Myers.

After parking I made my way into the building and into the lecture hall. Walking into the quiet room joining the other early students deciding to sit closer to the front not because really want to but I feel its best after my conversation with professor sturniolo last week .

I sit down in the fifth row and take out my computer and the printed pages to my story for today .

As i'm reading something a friend texted me the rest of the students enter the lecture hall and take their seats and professor sturniolo comes in ... my jaw almost drops . He's wearing a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up showing off the tattoos he has on one arm and the veins that run from his large hands to his elbows the top two buttons open showing his chain . His black pants fitting perfectly around his slim waist and his black shoes looking clean and sleek ... but the rings I notice on his fingers make me think things I shouldn't .

I follow his every move with my eyes as he walks to the front of the class to his desk setting his bad down and looking up at all of us seated around the room.

Good evening everyone I hope you all had a good weekend . Lets get started with the rest of the story left from last class and then well move onto the story you've all written over the weekend.

he looks at me with a hard stare that has my breathe catching . I maintain eye contact until he breaks it to call up the first student to read their story.

after about 45 minutes we finish the stories that were left from last week and I take a quick break for the restroom then come back in as one of the students is reading their story , His feeling was jealousy .

Not gonna lie from what I heard of his story it was about an ex girlfriend who has a new boyfriend I couldn't help but laugh when his voice broke as he said something along the lines of " remember all the things you and I did first" all I couldn't hear in my head was want you back by Cher loyd .

his eyes snapped up to me and I froze in my seat .

are you laughing at my story he asks as he angrily looks at me

I guess I didn't laugh under my breathe like I thought I did .

yeah sorry ... I mean where did you get these line Cher loyd I say as I look at him with a smile on my face .

girls behind me laughed knowing what im talking about .

your a fucking bitch you think your better than me

I gasp making him think I was offended by his words before a smirk appeared on my face .

no I just think its embarrassing you wrote a dramatic fucking story about an ex girlfriend who has obviously moves on from you

he throws his papers on the ground storming up to where i'm seated but before he can reach me professor sturniolo interrupts .

James your excused from the rest of class you need to calm down... he snaps his eyes to me and my smile drops as his eyes pierce through me so harshly I feel it in my Bones . And ms y/l/n I don't know what has gotten into you today but you'll be staying after class to talk am I understood ?.

I roll my eyes and nod my head .

I asked you a question ms y/l/n he says making me look back up at him .

I narrow my eyes before answering him.

yes sir

good and since you want to shit on other peoples story how about we hear yours I obviously upset him with my outburst which in hind site I probably shouldn't have said that to James but i'm not sorry about it .

sure I say with an attitude as I garb my story and step up in front of the class and stand at the podium getting my pages situated .

whenever your ready he says making me sigh before I start reading

I stand In the garden as my mind runs wild with the memories of my interactions with mr braves earlier this evening. The breeze is blowing through the tress that surround me as the sweet smell of summer rain invades my nose. I cant get the feeling of his hand on my shoulder out of my head . His touch felt like lava burning through my skin touching my soul . His words like honey as he calls me things that he shouldn't , things that make me feel what others would deem immoral in society . The way mr braves is older than me should throw me off but it only makes my attraction to him stronger , I could go for any guy my age wether its at the bars Saturday night or in the coffee shop but ... the only man that occupies my mind is mr braves. Ive tried everything I can to get him out of my mind but my methods only seem to make it worse . As these weeks have gone by the connection has grown stronger , I tried distancing myself from spaces I know he occupies on a regular bases like this garden i'm standing in right now but I just cant seem to stay away for too long . I see the way he looks at me when I sit only a few feet away from him and I know he is feeling the same but we both know this relationship can never be . So why do I want him so bad , why does he invade my every thought .The rain starts pouring down on me as I tilt my head back to let the rain fall upon my face as I wish it would just wash away my sinful thoughts and feeling for this man I know I cant have but all i'm left with on my run home is confusion .

I finish reading as I look up at the other students in the class who seem to have been interested in my story as the nod at me . I look over to Professor Sturniolo as he looks at me with a expression I cant seem to place .

That was very well written y/n I could understand throughout the whole story that your feeling was confusion . Your vocabulary you used throughout set the scene of the garden and the time period it could have been set in. I think you did a great job at keeping the reader interested as well good gob

thank you I say with a small smile before grabbing my pages and sitting back down at my seat

After a couple more stories class was over and the students packed up and left leaving me and Professor Sturniolo in the room.

He leans back on his desk closing his arms over his chest as he looks at me sternly .

now would you like to explain what the fuck your little outburst was about he says tilting his head as I mirror his actions .

I don't know guess I was just feeling a little ... on edge

mmm well I thought after our last conversation you would know to behave yourself but I guess I was wrong

yeah guess so I bite back not enjoying him scolding me .

y/n ... he says as he takes a deep breathe to calm himself . fix your attitude before I fix it for you

I gulp as I try and keep my thighs from clenching not trying to show any reaction to his threat

oh yeah and how would you do that I ask which a smile seeing how much I can test him before he breaks.

he smiles and shakes his head as he looks down before he brings his eyes up to me .

trust me sweetheart you wouldn't like my methods ... now lets talk about your story a bit. Was that based off real life or did you makes it up

I look down at the ground as my face gets red .

it... I made it up

mmm okay he says as he walks over to me .

he stands in front of me and I look up at him as I swallow thickly trying to keep my composure .

he smirks down at me as he walks around the back of my chair and he places his hand on my shoulder . I sigh softly as I feel heat build in between my thighs from his touch.

he leans down and I feel his breathe on my neck and ear causing me to shiver.

does my touch feel like lava y/n he whispers in my ear causing me to let a small whimper out .

I - n-no I try and lie but my stuttering gives away my true feelings.

he chuckles before his hand slithers over my shoulder to my neck and he squeezes softly and I cant help the moan that slips out .

yeah ... I think you wrote that story thinking about me didn't you

I swallow against his hand as I shake my head but we both know he's right.

try to deny it all you want but you and I both know ... im your mr braves

I sigh expecting the fact I cant hide it.

even if your right you my presser its not right

isn't that just so upsetting he sighs as he takes his hand off me .

I drop my head looking at the desk not wanting to meet his eyes as he walks back in front of me .

now next class are you gonna be my good girl ... his hand moves to my thigh and I look up at him with widened eyes in shock of what he's doing. or are you gonna act like brat again

I- ill be good

no... I wanna hear you say you'll be my good girl he says as he squeezes my inner thigh making me whine and drop my head back .

ill be your good girl I breathe out as his hand moves dangerously close to my heat.

good girl now go home and start a new story ... maybe write it about mr.braves he says with a knowing smirk .

I sigh when his hands leaves my thigh and he makes his way back to his desk packing up his stuff .

I grab my stuff and makes my way out of the room but stop when he calls my name.

oh and y/n

yes

make sure to throw in some degrading and bondage in your next story I hear mr braves is more of the dominant type

my jaw drops as my pussy flutters . he smirks at me as he makes his way to the other door at the bottom of the room

I quickly exit as my thoughts run wild . He quite literally just referred to himself as mr braves and told me something he definitely shouldn't have but Jesus Christ does knowing that information drive me wild.

I race home and immediately got too writing my next story and after finishing my 6 page story felt with the most horny story I think i've ever written I send it to him and close my laptop.

I hop in the shower then get ready for bed when my phone rings as I got to turn off my bed side lamp .

it's an unknown number but I decide to pick it up .

hello ?

Hello ms y/l/n

its him ... how the fuck did he get my number

professor sturniolo... how did you get my number?

We have your emails and numbers on a sheet when your in our classes

oh... well what can I do for you

you can get in your car and drive to the address I just sent you

w-what are you... its 2 am right now

y/n ... you better be in your fucking car in the next 5 minutes or you'll stay after for the next 6 classes

what - why i'm in bed in my pajamas right now you think I can get ready in 5 minutes I say frantically freaking out .

I don't care what you look like all I know is that if I don't see your car pull up in the next 30 minutes I will be angry... you don't want to make me angry do you

n-no sir

good then get your ass out of bed and start driving here

then he hangs up leaving me confused and intrigued .

I know if I get in the car there will be no going back from anything that happens tonight… but I want it more than anything .

As my keys turn and the engine roars a smile breaks upon my face …

Professor sturniolo here I come

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[shotmrmiller]

pet angst anon !!! you're johnny's fox, and he gives you a sweet kiss on your nose and a new collar right before he leaves to capture markov. nothing he hasn't done before, he'll be back before you know it and then he's going to take leave so he can take you home to scotland for however long price is able to let him.

but he doesn't come back. john does, though. and you don't know much, and he probably shouldn't have told you in the first place, but you know john was the one who stopped johnny from killing markov in the first place. and now he's here, telling you he's dead because of him. (him being markov? price? both? you don't care).

you're blinded by your rage and grief. the boys are there, they thought it best to be in your company when you were given the news, and it's a good thing because you come so fucking close to clawing john's eyes out, a shatter wail tearing through your throat that it makes you hoarse.

and the boys, trained and all corded muscle, both gaz and simon, have to use so much of their strength to keep you back. they knew you weren't going to take the news in any semblance of okay, and that makes more than enough sense. but they didn't expect this explosive rage, this venom you spit at their captain, breaking down to a worrying degree.

you fall to your knees, cradled by simon, screaming and crying like you're the one dying, nails biting so hard into his arms over his jacket that he feels the sting of the open wound. he's never heard such a sound from you before. and simon has to admit... he wants to scream at price too, for being so careless and foolish and letting johnny walk into danger when john knew how powerful markov was.

but simon lets you curse him out in his stead, gaz sitting on the floor with you, his cap by his side, only an finger's breadth from your reach if you need him.

you exhaust yourself with your tears. your throat is burnt raw, bile clinging to your throat. you're finally breathing in some semblance of normality, but simon can feel how all the strength has left you, nothing more than a shell of the fox they knew.

john takes it in stride. it's the least he can do, really.

"'m so sorry, love," he says, his own voice clogged with tears and remorse, and you have to bite your tongue until you taste blood so you don't lash out at him from the pet name, from further bringing him down because you know he's hurting too. "it should've been me," he adds on.

you're not sure if he meant for you to hear that. but you did.

"yeah," you finally bite out, refusing to look at him, still cradled in simon's arms and staring blankly at kyle's shoes, "it should've."

ahhhh let me tell you something.

i love. love. love. using the mw3 ending to ruin the au's i write about. im gonna change some stuff because there's not enough pain here.

ooooh, you don't look at john when tell him to get the fuck out.

you don't give a damn if he's hurting too, that's his cross to bear. he can keep his fucking tears, his apologies, his remorse.

should've would've could've isn't real. it doesn't exist.

should've been john. but it wasn't.

would've traded places with johnny if he could. but he can't.

could've done something different in the mission to prevent this, but he didn't.

john got hasty, desperate— and it cost him dearly. or at least, you wish it did. because it certainly cost you everything.

and when you ask him if makarov is at the very least dead for what he's done, john says no— he slipped through their fucking fingers.

...

your vision goes red, and you swear that if it wasn't for simon and kyle holding you down, you'd fucking kill him.

and it infuriates you further when you realize that john doesn't even flinch when you snap your jaw at him. he just stands there like the pathetic waste of space he is— almost like he wants you to rip his throat out with your teeth.

your anger dies away at that thought.

no. death's far too good of a cop-out for him. he deserves to live with his consequences.

that'll be his punishment.

"get the fuck out, price, and never come show your face here again."

when he doesn't move, you scream at him again, out out out out out OUT until your throat is scraped raw, and you can taste copper in the back of your tongue.

you spit at price— a thick glob of pink by his boots and tell him that he'll never meet the babe growing in your womb.

when you hear the front door softly click shut, you lean your head on simon's shoulder and hoarsely ask him if johnny suffered in the end.

'no. it happened in an instant, pet.'

the tears that damped simon's jacket are bittersweet.

at least there's that.

once simon puts you to bed, he starts packing away your favorite toys and pretty, little collars.

he still has a promise to keep.

and now, a baby to help raise.

#petplay!au #141 pets

[lynxtheserval]

Hi im the anon that requested for scythe chasing the reader.

And yes,like thoese typical yandere pslsls im so down bad for this womwan🙏🙏🙏🙏

Fun to write wooo, I might do a part two if I remember about this lmao

Man sorry if it seems lazy at any point as well

Yan!Scythe x reader -

(TW: yandere shit, stalking, getting chased, a single curse word, possible ooc scythe)

All you heard was whistling and the heavy ba-dump of your blood through your ears. You tried to run as fast as you could through the dusty ghost town you managed to get lost in.

Your shoes pounded against the sand, and your legs were exhausted. You've been running for who knows how long at this point.

You turned around a corner and sat next to a wall to try to catch your breath. You hoped she wasnt following you anymore, but you still heard the whistling and humming of that… monster. The whistles sounded farther away now, but you still weren't fully safe. You don't know what she wanted from you, but what you do know is she's been chasing you for what feels like an hour, carries a terrifying looking gear, and she’s the most wanted in all the factions. You weren't that special of a person, you weren't a criminal, nor anybody important, you have no idea what a person like HER wanted from you.

You got snapped out of your train of thought when you realized you could hear footsteps now, oh god.. she was close. You were frozen with fear, you held your breath and stayed as still as you possibly could.

The footsteps got louder, and louder, and louder.

“Ya know, you can't run forever, sugar.”

Her voice was.. intimidating, to say the least. She had a very strong southern accent, if she wasn't chasing you down for who knows what reason, you might have found her voice attractive.

You said nothing and continued being as still as you possibly could.

“Listen, baby, I ain't gonna hurt ya! Just come out of your little hiding spot, so I can see your pretty little face.”

You seriously doubted that she wouldn't hurt you.

Scythe was getting annoyed now, where the hell were you?! She never loses her sights on a target, but you were much more than that. You were actually important to her. But of course you didn't know that, you just met her, after all.

Except she's known you for a while.

You were such a precious thing! Your adorable face, your laugh, your beautiful eyes, oh.. and your personality! She loves every bit about you.

That's why she isn't letting you leave.

You were still hiding, she knew you were around here, somewhere. You were terrified, you didn't know what to do.

So you stayed in your hiding spot, and waited.

And waited,

And waited.

It felt like forever, you couldn't hear her footsteps anymore, so you think you're in the clear to go.

So you carefully step outside your hiding spot, and look around.

It seemed cl-

“FUCK-”

You got kicked down on top of the sandy ground, and heard a menacing laugh behind you.

“Oh sugar.. I'm glad I was able to find you in the end! You hide well, I'll give ya that.”

You got the breath knocked out of you, gasping for air. The woman placed her foot on top of your back, not too hard as to hurt you, but enough to keep you from getting up and running.

“Now, you're probably wondering what I want from you.” She paused, trying to figure out what she wanted to say. You nodded, and tried to speak, but she interrupted you. “Well, darlin’, I want you.”

“Wh-what do you mean!?”

She took her foot off of you, but before you could do anything, she grabbed one of your arms, forcing you up. She then brought you into a hug, wrapping her arms around you.

“Ya see sugar, you don't know this, but I've been watching you for a while now.” She grinned at you, looking into your eyes. God, you were so much prettier up close.

“What did I do to anger you?!”

“You didn't do anything, darlin’. Except steal my heart!” She laughed, “And trust me, baby, I ain't angry. It's reasonable that ya would wanna run away from me.”

You looked at her with fear in your eyes and she took notice of this, and loosened her hold on you, instead of hugging you, she was now just holding your hands.

“Relax, I'm not gonna hurt ya! I just want you to stay with me for a little while, it won't be bad, baby, I promise.”

And then your vision went black.

#x reader #phighting x reader #scythe x reader #rifle/scythe x reader #anon ask #tw: yandere #tw: stalking #tw: cursing #yandere phighting #yandere phighting x reader #yandere scythe #yandere scythe x reader

[kenlvry]

cheating prank

s : pranking kenny kyle craig and stan wasn't easy, but it also wasn't impossible.

kenny

youve been wearing different perfume for a week now to test kenny, a mans perfume. it was a harmless joke yk its what couples do (not really)

you just wanted to see if he noticed your change in perfume from your sweet scent to a heavy one

you honestly thought that kenny didnt notice but kenny notices, every time he hugs you he sniffs in your scent and recently its gone to feminine to masculine.

your suppose to be hanging out with kenny right now, checking yourself out and fixing your outfit in the mirror you remember to spray your perfume all over, a ring to your bell stops you in your track and you hid the perfume.

"kenny!! hii, you ready?" you said while greeting kenny, his face beamed and hugged you his head falls to your shoulder, face in the crook of your neck sniffing in your scent.

after smelling the familiar scent his smile turn into a frown and tightening his grip on your body "k..kenny" tapping his back violently.

he pulls back with a stern look on his face and walks past you going in your house and searching every inch of your house, you following behind urging him to stop

"ken what r you doing?? if ur looking for something just ask" he stops in your hallway and turn back, running his fingers through his hair

"where is he? its been a week,it seems like you love this man so much to the point you see him before going out with me," he approaches you towering over you. "please, i dont care how many men you want just dont leave me"

you couldn't hold it in and laughed loudly, it lasted about 10 seconds. "you think this is funny?" "IM.. HAHAHA IM JUST PRANKING YOU IDIOT" you continue to laugh while his face go dumb "WJAY, I LITERALLY JUST BEGGED YOU RO NOR LEAVE ME YOU KNOW HOW EMBARASISING THAT WAS??" you laugh even louder at this "WHY WPULD I CHEAT ON YOU STUPIS"

he sulked after that, took three days to get him to talk to you... never again will you prank him

kyle

coming home late wasn't a rare occurrence for you, i mean its not rare you go home past 12 but its 2 am and youve been coming home late for a week and a half now, kyle thought work had taken longer than its supposed to but after a call with a friend from where you work at saying work ended hours ago he goes fuming

hes sitting infront of the door arms cross on the chair he pulled from the dining room. contemplating whether to call you and confront you through call or wait for you

honestly you've been meeting up with your online friend and always forgets the time so really.. was it your fault??

keys clacking he stood up from his chair eyes focused on the door, "oh hi, thought you'd be asleep" you smiled , he opened his arms for his hug everytime you see him but you gave him a side hug and walked away. you had to hold in every urge to hug him tightly

he couldn't take it, if you lost feelings for him you couldve been honest. "y/n, are you even trying to hide it?" he says leaning on the countertop kitchen while you wash your hands

"kyle what?" "i mean if you lost feelings for me atleast tell me so i dont look dumb" he rolls his eyes "the house is yours for the night, have him over, kiss make out heck fuck if you want. im leaving"

you didn't know it'll take this far, your too shook to say anything and hes already putting on his jackets and shoes "wait kyle its-" "its what? a misunderstanding? its not what it looks like? fuck your excuses, i actually trusted you and thought you were at work, i was cooking waiting for you to come home so you could enjoy your meal after a long day at work but your coworker said work ended hours ago so what the hell? i cant even-" "its a prank."

he just stood there, frozen mouth wide open from what he was about to say "im sorry i didn't know i thought it was going to be harmless" you hug the stoned man

hugging you back he sniffles "shit don't scare me like that." your heart shattered when he sniffled fr, after that night you took him out to so many dates ur basically poor

craig

you usually never hide your phone from craig when someone texts you, infact you never did it once. you even let him type back to said person

but lately every time you get a message youd look at it secretly or get up from the couch just to check on it, everytime you put back your phone its facing down and you take it anywhere you sometimes laugh and giggle like a disney princess when you get a notification

now you had to make this believable, youd play your message ringtone and laugh while looking at your settings, texting your friend beforehand so when she replies it seems like someone texted you. to make it work you had to have some effort right?

craig seems like he dont give a fuck honestly but he is so curious he wants to know so bad he is such a busy body, he doesn't really suspect its a man he just thinks its really juicy gossip about his close friends so you try not to let him know

but after telling his friends thinking it was a funny thing hes shocked by the stories, some said that the last time their ex did it, it ended up being a man and they broke up. the other said the last time that happened their ex just randomly broke up with them just to find them taken the next day.

oh now his curiosity has grown from a hundred to a million. he gets it now, why you put your phone downwards or how you immediately grab your phone when his hands go to grab something near your phone.

that night you slept at his house, he's about to sleep, phone on the bedside table and ready to snooze, but you haddd to text your secret lover laughing oh so sweetly while typing back. tbh you were texting your bestfriend and she made to most funniest joke so...

"okay y/n ive had enough" he sits up and looks at you, your face puzzled. "dont play dumb bc i know damn well that you are texting your secret lover" you finally realised what hes talking about and you too sit up, holding back a smile.

"fuck y/n we've been together for 2 years, ive loved you all these 2 years but i guess you haven't. get out. i dont want some fucking cheater in my house" he gets up before you can say anything and rushes you downstairs and infront of the door, you tried explaining but he just wouldn't listen.

just as you're out on the porch you turned around "wait craig its a-" the door slams infront of you. damn. girl u messed up

craig sniffles walking up the stairs, two year relationship gone like that. ding a notification from his phone, he opens it and its you

"its a prank" hes dumbfounded and runs back to the door opening it to find you literally hugging yourself freezing with the cold weather, hugging you he sighs "fuck you"

you laugh "sorry craig"

after that he might have some trust issues but every notification you got you make sure he sees it first so he doesn't get paranoid.

Stan

now stan doesn't give a fuck honestly, he doesn't care who you hang out with what you do with them or what happens, he trusts you ALOT. meaning this prank had to be really believable.

you thought long and hard and finally got it, everytime stan comes over (which is every second) you are going to make a fuss whispering "hide" to make it seem like someone was at your house , genius right?? :)

stan notices quickly, at first all you do is make a lot of rustles, loud noises and eventually the Whispers

stan is immediately curious, you never hide your friends from him bc you know he doesn't care. ultimately his first instinct is to try and search the house but you insist on staying in the living room because your room is 'a mess' but who is buying that honestly?

his suspicions grew and he can't take it, he hears the whispers he hears the loud footsteps up the stairs and he hears you rushing around the house hiding stuff and hes devastated. he cant believe you'd cheat on him

hes had enough, he wouldve barged in to catch you in surprise but you have your house locked, the second you open your door he walks upstairs and you smile and almost laughed, you stopped him saying nothings up there and he shouldn't go in again, using the its a mess excuse but he doesn't care.

he immediately barges in your room and you pause, you walk in sitting on your bed legs cross and smiling

"hes under the bed is he?" "really y/n? cheating on me? you couldve told me you lost feelings, say something or atleast hint at it, fuck man." he turns around one hand on his waist the other rubbing his face. you felt bad and decided to call it off , walking up and turning him around you found him crying. you felt so bad

"stan omg its a prank im so sorry i love you" you hug him and he drops his head on your shoulder arms around you. "you love me right?" he mumbles and you hum "always" he looks up cupping your face and kisses you, his salty tears mixing in with the kiss. you kiss him back and literally curse yourself inside for hurting this man.

your trust in each other grew after a long talk and a whole week of spending every minute together. safe to says hes convinced you love him.

#south park #south park x y/n #kenny mccormick #south park x you #kenny mccormick x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #south park x reader #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #sp stan marsh #south park stan marsh #south park stan #kyle brovlofski #south park kyle #sp craig tucker #craig tucker x reader #sp craig #craig tucker #south park craig

[uniquevoidflowers]

Legend clenched his fists. Time saw the anger in his eyes and his chest tightened. "Ledge--"

The kid glared at the old man and opened the front door. "No, stay here." Time demanded, eyes shining with hurt.

"Fuck you." Legend yelled and ran.

Time's eye widened as he started to move out the door, ignoring the fact that he didn't have any shoes on. "Come back!" Time yelled.

Legend turned his back on Time and continued running until no one could see him anymore. The old man's breath caught in his throat and he sat down on the steps, hugging his knees to his chest. "Dad?" Someone murmured in his ear.

"Yes?" Time croaks, looking to see Hyrule standing there.

"Where'd Ledge go? He...disappeared."

"I don't know." Time replied, voice soft.

"W-what?" Hyrule questioned, hazel eyes widened with shock.

"He ran away." Time almost whispered, voice cracking.

"What?! But..." Hyrule trailed off, horrified. "He...I have to tell Mom."

Time nodded. Malon was probably their best bet on getting someone to talk to Legend. Not that the old man didn't want to...but he knew he would make things worse. The kid rushed inside and then popped back out with Malon. "Fairy Boy...I'll try and get 'im back here but you need to talk to him."

"...Okay."

Malon took off and then called Legend's name. Hyrule went back inside but Time stayed sitting there as he waited. He took that time to reflect on what had happened.

-/-

Time takes a deep breath. "She's never coming back."

"You're lying! She was...She is real Dad..." Legend mumbles, eyes shining with tears.

"I'm sorry, but she isn't. There is no such thing as Koholint."

"You don't understand! I will find her! And you'll be sorry that you never ever believed me." Legend snarls, dismay transforming into anger quickly.

Time puts a hand on his shoulder gently, sighing. "I know...I know this is hard for you--"

"You don't know shit about me!" Legend yells.

"...Language young man."

Legend looks on the verge of breaking down as he grabs more books and notes and stuffs them in a bag. "I will find her." Legend repeats.

-/-

Time found that Malon and Legend were still not there so he grabbed his phone and scrolled through apps. He sat there for what seemed like an hour before he could hear his wife's voice. "He's not gonna be mad at you hun."

Time looked up and saw ledge standing there, face tear-streaked as he stared at the ground. "I'm...I'm sorry."

Time paused and then stood up and wrapped his arms around the kid. "It's okay. I...I understand."

Legend stayed silent.

Little did Time know that Legend was still planning on leaving.

#unique writes #modern au #linked universe #lu legend #lu time #lu hyrule #lu malon

[tomholland1996simp]

Stressed || Tom holland

Summary: Tom has been really stressed lately as of filming. Every time he comes back home he takes it out on you without noticing. Normally you let it slide but one day you just had enough as he crossed the line.

Me and Tom had been dating for 3 years now and overall it has been amazing. However, these past weeks have been very bad. Tom Holland can get really stressed from working, clearly.

Everyday he has been coming home stressed which has led to him being so rude and moody. To be honest we hardly even get intimate, we don't even communicate anymore!

Tom usually comes home late most nights, I try speak to him but he just snaps at me all the time. I usually let it slide, but recently it's been getting to me and i've tried to say something.

Lots of things have been going on lately as well, I remember when it all happened and I tried to tell Tom.

Flashback - 2 week ago

Tom walked into the house kicking his shoes off, moaning about the "mess" that was around the house.

"Hey Baby, How was work?" I try kiss him but he pulled away.

"Fine" he walks pass me.

"I-I need to talk to you"

"What now Y/N! I'm fucking tired" he snaps at me.

"O-oh. Okay. Just get some rest" I fake smile.

End of Flashback

I was now sitting on the sofa with my best friend Jamie he was holding me in his arms whilst I cried. This week has been extremely tough on me. First of all my grandad went back into hospital and second: I just found out, 1 week ago, that I had a miscarriage. I only just told Jamie about it and he was there for me.

"You really need to tell Tom" Jamie rubbed my arm. He's always been my best friend.

"I-I tried. But he's been really stressed lately he doesn't even listen anymore" I finally had calmed down a little but was still hugging him.

That's when the front door slammed shut, making both of us flinch.

"Well Toms here now I better get going it's 10pm. And he doesn't really like me" he smiles standing up. "Oh hi Tom" Jamie says to Tom.

"Jamie. What's he doing here?" Tom said rudely.

"Tom don't be so rude. He's leaving now anyways. Bye i'll call you later" I fake smile, then Jamie leaves.

"Probably fucking him whilst I'm working my ass off" Tom muttered under his breath, but I could still hear him.

"Excuse me?! Jamie is my best friend and he's dating Y/F/N. And your not the only one working your ass off" I argue back.

"At least I have a fucking Job! I pay the bills and pay for the food" He shouts at me.

"That's not fair Thomas! I just fucking lost my job, you dickhead"

"I'm the dickhead. Why are you being so bitchy! Like your the one cheating on me" He scoffs walking into the bedroom.

"IM NOT CHEATING ON YOU! Jamie came over to comfort me" Tears were now falling from my eyes.

"Comfort you. HA! You could've asked me no?-"

"You see that's the problem I can't fucking speak to you. You've been so stressed because of work you take it out on me. Every fucking day Thomas. I try tell you things but you don't listen anymore" I cry.

"Everyone has fucking problems y/n. Your not fucking special. Suck it up. Don't be such a bitch all your life. Fuck me! If I knew you was gonna be such a baby I would've never dated you!" He shouts whilst sitting on the bed, I saw that he instantly regretted saying that as he looked up at me.

"Well let's break up then. You see I have so many FUCKING PROBLEMS TOM! I AM A BITCH, A BABY AND CLEARLY NOT GOOD ENOUGH. WELL IM SORRY THOMAS THAT MY GRANDAD IS BACK IN HOSPITAL AND THAT IM GOING THROUGH A MISCARRIAGE." I cry while shouting then storming out of the room.

"W-what?" Tom runs after me.

"Fuck off Tom. Don't act like you care now" I put my shoes on.

"Y-you were pregnant?" he says worryingly.

"Yes I fucking was. About 3 weeks ago I found out I was two months pregnant. I went to tell you but you didn't even give me a chance. Then a week ago blood everywhere. Fucking miscarriage" He just looked at me in shock and most of all guilt.

"Where are you going?" he asked as I put my coat on.

"To my mums house" I open the door slamming it shut whilst tears roll down my face. I then got into my car, driving away in the dark.

5 Days later....

TOMS POV

It has been 5 days since I last saw y/n. I tried calling her but she didn't pick up. I didn't realise how much of a dick I was being to her. She was going through so much and I didn't even notice. How could I be so stupid!

I was sitting with my mum right now, telling her everything that has happened.

"You need to go speak to her Tom. She's going through a lot right now and she needs you. You better save this relationship." My mum says.

"You better save it because I love y/n!" Paddy says.

"You fucked up bro, big time. Now hurry up and go! Your girl needs you" Harry says.

"Okay. I'll call you guys later bye" I then left to go to y/n's mums house.

About 10 minutes later, I arrived at her mums house. On the way I brought her some flowers, chocolate and a tub of ice cream. I knocked on the door and her brother answered it.

"She's upstairs, hasn't come out of her room" he told me, I just nodded.

I ran up the stairs to her bedroom. I knocked on the door lightly before coming in. She was laying under her covers on her side.

"H-hey it's me" I smiled closing her door, she then opened her eyes. They were puffy and red, she looked as if she had no sleep at all by the bags under her eyes.

"hey" she almost whispered back.

"I got you some flowers and snacks" I place the bag on the side.

"oh thanks" she says not breaking eye contact with me.

There was a minute of awkward silence until she broke it.

"If you wanna break up I understand, what you said was true a-"

"No no no no. Don't you ever say that. I don't wanna break up with you, I love you. What I said was not true, I was being a dick. I'm so sorry" I sit on the bed next to her laying body.

"I'm just finding it tough" she says.

"I know. And I'm so so sorry baby. Please forgive me. I promise I'll change. You don't deserve the way I treated you and I'll never treat you like that ever again" I stand up getting the promise ring I gave her ages ago from the side and giving it to her. "I promise y/n. I'm so sorry" I cried.

"I forgive you" she smiles then lifts up the covers. Motioning for me to get under with her to hold her.

"I love you so much" I get under the covers and kiss her passionately. "And I'm so sorry about your grandad. I really hope he's okay. And with the miscarriage I'm here. We're a team and from now on you can tell me anything" I kiss her forehead.

"Well there is something I wanna tell you?" she says.

"Yeah what's up?" I look at her.

"I would like some of that ice cream" she giggles.

"Of course princess"

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #angst with a happy ending #tom holland fic #Tom #Imagine #Oneshot #like #tomhollandsimp #Requests

[r0-boat]

Dilf Werewolf Boyfriend-Cole

This is a huge fic and if you'll excuse me I'm going to go pass out

Edit: I fucked myself posted to early fuck

Part 2 here

You decided to take a trip to North Dakota the campout before the weather got any colder You didn't listen to your friends warnings about the particular forest.you were staying in, rumors of a huge beast as powerful is a grizzly bear as quick as a rabbit And as hungry as a wolf. But those were just rumors you brushed them off quickly

The weather was chilly as you got out your car thankfully you had a coat with you. Getting out your supplies in the trunk taking in the crisp cold air you set out through the forest to find a camping spot. The chilly air caused you to shiver you rub your arms together to regain some warmth, you gathered up wood setting up the much-needed campfire.

You woke up even colder unziped your tent to see The forest completely covered in snow. After breaking down your tent you dug around for your stuff and got on your measly coat before trying to find your way back to the parking lot.

The snow crunched beneath your feet going in the direction that you assumed to be the parking lot. You were feezing tired and scared walking around in the dark with nothing to see other than white and trees.the wind started to pick up You wrap your snow-covered blanket around you it was better but not enough to stop the shivering.

The wind just got more and more violent pretty much pelting the falling snowflakes at your face. You walk towards seems like forever with no signs of your car the parking lot or any building. Your face was feeling numb the cold was becoming too much to bear.

Despite the numbness in your legs you continued. You saw something past the trees in a clearing in the a house. Desperate you used up the last of your strength to book it to the house hoping whoever lives there but take pity on you and let you stay

The door opened to see a a man with 5:00 shadow and short red hair his burning red eyes stared down at you.

"What the fuck are you doing out here in the middle of a blizzard?"

"Please" was all you could muster.

The man cussed under his breath before growling holding the door open for you

"Inside, now!"

You smiled "thank you, sir!"

The man just the door behind him "Cole, names Cole..." he muttered before heading to the kitchen. " Go to the fireplace don't worry about your shit."

You drop your bag near the door and take off you're shoes. The cabin wasn't small but it wasn't big either it was nice, roomy the smell of apple and cinnamon fill your nose as you get comfy near the fireplace shivering trying to cuddle up to your cold blanket.

Cole take the blanket away from you and you a new one before setting down a hot cup of tea.

" Don't expect the blizzard to peer out until about a week... you're staying with me but as soon as the snow clears you are out of here. Got it?"

You nodded before snuggling into the warm blanket.

You woke up in a soft king-sized bed with the same blanket Cole gave you, the room you stayed in had a skylight which was covered in snow hunting rifle hung from the wall with cleaned animal bones on his shelf that look like they've been knawed on and next to it was a small picture frame that looks to be him smiling with two toddlers in his arms next to a woman with her face ripped out.

The smell of breakfast being cooked drag you out of his room and down the stairs the wood creaking with each step.

Cole noticed and called out " morning kiddo, sorry about my attitude last night you just came at a bad time, since you'll be here might as well feed you. Ya hungry?" He turned a plate of eggs and bacon in one hand a small half smile on his face.

"I'm not a kid, im in my 20's." You have to taking the plate out of his hands

" 20's is still young, and you're young and stupid why else you would come out in the woods with a silly scrap of cloth you call a coat-

If you knew you were going to get lectured on your life choices you would have just died in the snow.

"Yeah yeah know my friends have been going on and on about some rumor about this forest"

Cole chokes on his food " there are rumors?"

You chew on your food "yeah something about a dangerous animal you know anything about it

He clears his throat" n-no not really"

Despite recently just meeting the two of you clicked well together despite Cole's resting bitch face and sometimes piss-poor attitude when he's already angry he's quite Charming. And you can't help but notice Cole stealing glances would he thinks your not looking.

Cole seems to have forgotten why he wanted to turn you away. A primal hunger that begin to pull in his stomach reminded him. The urge to claim a mate, to claim you as a mate.

Your scent became more and more intoxicating to him.

You're so much smaller compared to him, small and cute like a little rabbit.

Fuck he has to control himself no matter how much he wants you and no matter how much he notices your hungry eyes on him burning holes into his shirt trying to get a better glimpse at his body-

Cole let out a growl he was supposed to be a man, not some horny teenage boy. He rushes into the basement to get away from the temptation.

He closes the door behind him before sitting on the couch unbuckling his belt to release his hard cock. His nails were already turning into claws

Whimpering he rubs the head with his thumb before wrapping his hand around his shaft. It took everything in him not to rut into his palm when he gently stroked up and down

He tried not to think about you. Your smile, your sweet smell, how are you were so willing stay with him a strange man not knowing who he is and what he can do to you. Your pretty lips pouting when you were upset... Oh those lips... Nice and pillowy wrapped around his-

His ears perked up upon hearing a hushed moan coming from the now slightly open door. The scent now stronger and sweeter draws him closer his canines are growing bigger and sharper as he draws near.

#werewolf boyfriend #monster boyfriend #monster fucker #werewolf #smut

[andrews-lovr]

Since the requests are open...Imagine reader furious with Andrew (or Peter),thinking that she was deceived by him after his ex-girlfriend posted a picture of the two together on IG, with a dubious & enigmatic caption. Much anguish, drama, reader fleeing, Andrew/Peter searching for reader... but happy ending, please! Thanks!(and sorry for some English mistake, not my first language)

Thank you for the request, I actually love this one! - little bit of angst with happy ending, fluff and swearing.

Unlike your boyfriend andrew you had a social media presence, as a super model you were obligated to post regular photos of yourself in whatever clothing brand you were modelling that day.

Money was not the only thing that it was helpful for though, you also had a wonderful and growing amount of fans who adored you, and you adored them back.

So when there was a photo of andrew and his ex girl friend circling around the web, let's just say you were quick to find out.

Your inbox was flooding with tones of messages and it felt like every time you opened your phone there was some new article posted containing that image, with something along the lines of them being back together.

It was quite an intimate photo which is really what let your stomach twist with jealousy.

Andrews abs on full display taunting over her body with his boxer shorts on, as his ex lay in a bikini underneath him on the beach together.

His hands on her hips and their faces so close together, they looked so infatuated with eachother.

And there was a caption reading: counting every second without you baby🤍

It hurt to see it, it twisted at a knife deep into your gut. Why would she post that when she knew you were together? And what does that caption even mean?

Did he promise he'd go back to her? Is she counting the days till they met again?

Of course! He was just cheating on her with you, using you as he pleases and then going back to her later.

Why wouldn't he do that? He was andrew fucking garfield, he could get any women he pleases, or as many women as he wanted. He was just using you for a bit of fun.

So when he walked out of your bathroom door, he was in for hell.

"You have something you wanna tell me andrew?" You boomed, arms crossed starring daggers at your boyfriend.

"Whats going on sweetheart? Did I forget to do the washing load again?" He stated, obviously confused with where this was coming from.

"Don't sweetheart me! I saw it, did you tell her to put the photo up? Are your trying to play fucking mind games with me?" You choked, tears pricking at your eyes.

"Hey... hey im sorry, I honestly don't know what you're on about, baby. Who's her?... and what photo?" He whispered, unsure whether to hold you or not.

"Don't do this to me andrew, I know you know what I'm talking about. It's literally everywhere right now. I just wanted atleast to hear it from you first." You said, one drop rolling down your cheek.

"Baby, im sorry. But I need more contexts, I dont understand why your so upset?" He said trying to close the space between you.

All you senses were in over drive, reaching toward the bedroom door to leave. It was to much for you.

Your heart felt like it was going to leap out of your chest, your head pounder with every step.

You were so distraught you ran out of your house without any thinking. No shoes, nothing but your shorts and tshirt as you bounded down the streets in the middle of winter.

You kept running and running, reaching your favourite small quite park. The same park where you and andrew had your picnic dates, it was also the first time he kissed you.

Everywhere you went and would go, just reminded you of him. You lay helplessly in the soft grass, so numb that the winter chill didn't even reach you.

The tears wouldn't stop, they couldn't. The only thing running through your head was that photo, and that god damn caption. "Counting every second without you baby."

She wasn't allowed to call him baby, he was mine, right? He wasn't allowed to look at anyone else like that except you, wasn't he?

You had grown together for the past year and half. Everything felt so right and perfect, he was perfect. Now what was I meant to do? You loved him...

And just like that, there he was. Towering over your limp body.

"Baby, what are you doing to yourself you're gonna freeze?" He said, gently tugging you toward him.

His heat was unexpectedly inviting and craved. He took his coat off placing it around your shivering body.

"I saw the post." He said.

"Andy i-" you said barley getting your words out.

"I swear I had nothing to do with it. I have told you already, she wasn't right for me, we never clicked together the way we do. Why would I ever leave you, im the one always counting every second we're apart, I can't live without you y/n" he stated, snaking his arms around your bodies laying his head on yours.

You felt your sense of jealousy dissolving and started to just feel that heat and love that lulled of the man cradling you.

"You're literally an angel my love. And my ex, she's the biggest bitch out there, tomorrow I'm gonna organise a photo shoot and you and me are gonna take some sexy and intimate photos together, just for you to post on your instagram. Make her jealous, and you can make the most cheesiest caption ever i wont even bully you for it." He spoke, wiping the tears from your cheeks.

"You better not, you still bully me about my cringey Christmas photo caption, which was actually funny" you laughed, embracing his touch.

"We've got 'chemist-tree' is a caption teenage girls use on Christmas. But its still very cute because your the one who came up with it. And anything that is yours is just adorable baby." He said, you both laughing.

How could you have even thought that he was cheating or using you? He was the most incredible person you knew. You hated for thinking that.

"Oof, maybe that is a bit cringey. Im sorry andrew, I got carried away, I shouldve just trusted you. Im sorry I love you." You said, both standing in the middle of the park as snow began to sprinkle the ground.

"Dont worry about it, im gonna sort this mess out tomorrow, for now I just want to hold you here with me. I love you to dove." He lulled, capturing his lips with yours.

-

That morning you were sent to a photographer together and boy was his ex gonna be jealous.

Hope you liked reading it, I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for the request @sincericida ! Sorry if there's any spelling mistakes or anything!!❤

#andrew garfield #andrew garfield x female reader #andrew garfield x reader #fanfictions #tasm andrew garfield #reader x andrew garfield #andrew garfield fanfiction

[familyvideostevie]

HI

Omg so i was listening to a random playlist on a spotify and line without a hook started playing and the lyrics

I broke all my bones that day I found you

Crying at the lake

Was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden, oh

And if I could take it all back

I swear that I would pull you from the tide

Just made me NEED to request something with it. And my mind is in battle whether i should choose steve or eddie 😭 so I'll let it at your hands, baby!

hi baby im gonna count this as a celebration ask if that's ok!! i love this song its so….so MUCH. I'm gonna go for Eddie for this one!! angst to fluff, fem!reader :) __

The lake water laps at the toes of your shoes and you can't find it in yourself to care. You curl your arms around your knees and bury your face in your own lap.

"Fuck," you say. "Fuck!" you scream. It echoes over Lover's Lake.

"Don't let me interrupt," says a voice from behind you. You stiffen but don't turn around.

"Eddie," you say. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I actually drove all over town looking for you. I was about to make Harrington pull together a search party of children." That gets you to turn to look at him, standing and dusting off the seat of your jeans as you step away from the water. He's smiling at you, but the line of his jaw is tense and his hands are stuffed in his back pockets like he doesn't trust himself not to reach for you.

"You didn't have to do that --"

"Didn't I?" he sighs. "This is my fault, anyway." He rocks back and forth on his heels and you cross your arms.

"So I heard right then? You think I'm too much?" You can't look at him as you say it, the memory of his words bringing tears to your eyes. Eddie is your friend, and while you want him to be something more, he clearly barely tolerates you. You heard him say it yourself earlier today. The drama room door had still been open and you wanted to give Eddie back a DM notebook he forgot in your locker. But you heard the boys talking and that stopped you in your tracks.

"Why don't you invite her to come, then, if she's your friend?" Dustin had asked Eddie. You knew they were talking about you.

"Oh, I don't know," you had heard Eddie say. "I don't think it would be a good idea for her to be here. She's just…so much." Your blood had turned to ice and you felt numb, but Eddie needed his notebook. So you had just barged in there, a fake smile huge on your face, and dropped it on the table with a quick hello and raced out of there.

And then you walked yourself to the lake. And have been sitting here ever since.

"You don't know what I was going to say," Eddie pleads. He takes a step toward you. "That you're too much because I can't focus around you. Because you're too pretty and too funny and too fucking good. You in Hellfire would mean I couldn't do anything but stare at you and think about kissing you."

"I--what?" This is the last thing you expected and it makes your heart race. Eddie runs his hands through his hair desperately like he has to make you hear him or he'll explode.

"And I'm so fucking sorry that you spent any time at all thinking that I don't like you and don't want you around. I always want you around. God, I -- fuck, can I please touch you, sweetheart? I'm dying over here."

"Okay," you say, breathless. Eddie lunges for you, pulling you into his arms. He's warm and you clutch at the back of his jacket.

"I'm so sorry," he says into your hair.

"I forgive you, Eddie," you say. "But…you said something about kissing?" He pulls back to show you his grin, cheeks pink and the tension gone.

"You heard that right, at least," he mutters before he starts to lean down and you meet him halfway.

join the celebration!

#500atemmasfair #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurb #blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson angst

[afro-hispwriter]

I Loved him first(Will Poulter)

Summary- your sister has stolen everything from you but she wont have him for long

warnings- angst with a happy ending, cheating(i guess)

request by anonymous

wc- 1.5k(THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SHORT THING)

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You liked him first. Loved him first. His bestfriend. 

Your sister knew that but as always she took everything. She took the man you love, asked him out right in front of you and he said yes. Now for the past 3 years you've seen them act so in love. Kissing and cuddling at all the family reunions or just when they visited.

It broke your heart so much, it hurt so bad that you couldn't eat, sleep. It went as far as you going to therapy. So when Will told the families he planned to propose you fell into an even harder depression. The though of harming yourself came into mind, but it didn't no matter how bad it got, you fought it. You cut contact with him and your sister after his announcement, the only person who got you to come was your mother. Saying that ‘you needed to be there to support your sister.’

You cried hard when he got down on one knee and told her how much he loved her. You even found yourself dreaming that you were in your sisters place. 

Little did you know that Will was dreading the relationship. He was such a fucking idiot for agreeing to a date that day. Now look at him. Proposing to the sister of the girl he really loved. When he probably and should have been proposing to you 

He remembered how hard it was coming up with what he was going to say when the time came. Trying to figure out good things to say but there was nothing.

She was snobby, rude, petty, complained over everything, and he had nothing in common with her. So what he said was a lie. 

-

It was a week before the wedding and your parents invited you, your little brother, and… the future newlyweds. You were dreading it while Will was quite happy that be was finally going to see you. Ever since he has been with your sister you drew away and it pained him. Everytime he tried to talk to you like old times you were so quite, uninterested really. It was all the way until he found out you had blocked him and your sister. And since then he’s never gotten a chance to talk to you, your sister always has something for him to do. 

“So Y/n how’s school?” Your sister asked and you caught her eyes and saw she was glaring at you.

“Its fine.” You looked back down at your plate. Will kept trying to get your attention, trying catch your eyes or soft taps of his shoes under the table against yours. But you ignored them all. After the dinner and everyone hung around Will approached you.

“Hi.” He said and say next you. 

“Hi.” 

“We haven’t talked in a awhile.” He said and leaned back against the couch still looking at you. 

“Been busy.” 

“Oh okay.” Will furrowed his eyebrows. “But I have to ask, was it something I did? That you off connection with me?” You shot your eyes towards him and shook your head.

“No Will it wasn’t you, its just I’ve been going through some things.” 

“What things? Y/n you know you can talk to me.” 

“I’ve got it under control Will.” You felt tears well up in your eyes. Will sat up and set his drink down on the coffee table. 

“Hey, hey whats wrong, look at me.” He says and places two thumbs under your chin. 

“Im sorry.” You croak out and tears start going down your face. You at Wills face and took im his features. He looked so beautiful. The next thing you did was something you didn’t expect to do. You pushed your lips onto his, it was gentle at first but you then felt Will kiss you back. You’ve dreamed of kissing him and now it was finally happening. Every feeling of sadness left your body, but it was short lived.

You were ripped away harshly and then slammed onto the floor.

“YOU BITCH!” You look up to see your sister holding a fist up that immediately came down on your face. Everyone gasped and you saw Will come up behind your sister and pull her off roughly. 

“I-Im sorry it was an accident.” You say and your mother grabs your arms and hoists you up and checks you over. 

“An accident! It a fucking accident that you kiss the guy you so very much love.” Your heart froze at her words. Everyone stared at you, waiting for a reaction but you couldn’t give one. You caught Wills eyes and he look shocked, he met go of your sister and took a step forward but you shook your head furiously. “I-Im sorry.” You ran out of the house to your car where you screamed in it loudly. You looked at the entrance to the house and saw Will stepping out and holding his hand out.

“Y/n wait!” You didn’t, you turned the car on and sped off. 

-

It was the day of the wedding and Will was still thinking about that night. He was shocked your sister didn’t leave him for kidding you when he clearly kissed back. He was also thinking about how happy he was that you returned his feelings but sad at the same time he never realized. This could have been your wedding day, where he was waiting at the alter to watch you walk down the aisle, so he can tell everyone there how much he loves you. 

Now your sister did un invite you from the wedding and told everyone what happened. So you did receive some messages from friends and family. 

Will still hasn’t gotten dressed and the ceremony starts in 20 minutes. Wills best friend Connor walking in to see his friend sulking, taking a drink.

“Mate, come on you need to get dressed.” He said and grabbed the tux.

“Im not marrying her.” Said Will and grabbed a bottle of booze and a glass. “Shes not the one I should be marrying.” Will took a sip and Connor set the suit down.

“You know I never liked s/n anyways.” Will looked up at Connor and laughed. “Go get her.” 

“What about-.” 

“Ill handle everything.” Will smiled at him and stood up.

“Thanks man, I owe you.” Will took one last sip of his drink and raced out the door. He called an uber and when it arrived he hopped in and gave the uber driver your address. 5 minutes passed by and he was already getting calls and texts from s/n. 

What the fuck Will?

What happened?

Is this because of y/n?

Are you seriously in love with her? 

CALL ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW ASSHOLE

Will rolled his eyes and typed a message.

We’re done

Will silenced his phone and wiped his hands on his sweatpants. When the Uber driver arrived at the apartment where you lived, Will shot out. He found your apartment and knocked on the door.

You wiped your eyes and blew your nose. The sound of the door knocking made you sit up. You walked up to it with a sniffle and looked through the hole to see Will. You opened the door with puffy eyes.

“What are you doing here?” 

“I cant marry her.” He said and you couldn’t help but feel overjoyed. “I can’t marry her knowing that I love you.” 

“What?”

“Y/n L/n I love you more than life itself. I’ve loved you since I met you. I love how passionate you are about things, how kind you are and defend people when they need it, I love how you sit and watch an arsenal game with me, even though you know nothing of it.” You laughed and stepped out of the way and gestured for Will to come in. He took your hands in his and held them up to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss on them. “Love, im so sorry for accepting that date, if I wouldn’t maybe you and I would have been together.” 

“Will there’s no need to apologize.”

“But I feel like I do. When you told me you were going through stuff I can’t help but think it’s because of me.” You stayed quite, confirming what he thought. “So yes I need to apologize, I should have paid attention to you and helped you.” 

“Will you were with my sister all the time shes your girlfriend, your fiancé, if you even still are.”

“Hell no love.” You stood there in silence before you broke the silence. 

“Can I hug you, I really miss your hugs.” Will didn’t even answer before he pulled you into his arms. You dug your face into his chest and sighed. “I love you too.”

“Can I kiss you?” You looked up at him, resting your chin slightly on his chest. 

“Yes.” Will bent his neck down farther and captured your lips. The kiss got more heated so Will hoisted you up and held you up by your ass. You pulled back and rested your head against his. “Take me to bed.” 

“Anything for you.”

-

A/n- this was not my best work honestly but anyways im starting a taglist for Will so if anybody wants to be added let me know

#will poulter x reader #will poulter

[thatoneidiotdts]

Of sea and ash

A/n: I felt sad today so I wrote this as a fuck you to whoever reads this ig. Gifs aren't mine as usual. REQUESTS ARE ALSO OPEN COMMON PEOPLE I'M DYING OF BOREDOM HERE.

Wordcount: 0.8k

Note: Billy and reader are twins and not in a romantic relationship. Eddie and reader are together and also Mechanic!Eddie.

Warnings: mentions of abuse and neglect, mentions of Neil, no happy ending

You opened the door of the blue Camaro. The smell of salt hit your face as you looked in the distance, the tranquil ocean met your gaze, soft waves hitting the sandy shore.

You untied your shoes and placed them on the back seat so that you don't carry any sand in the car. Looking over to the passenger seat you took in a deep breath. Slowly you unbuckled the urn and held it close to your chest.

For a while you held the urn in your arms, not completely sure if you can let him go but you figured he had enough of staying in there. You picked up the beach bag from the back seat and finally stepped out of the car.

The hot sand felt nice against the soles of your feet as you walked closer to the ocean. A good amount of time passed from the last time you saw this view, it felt like you were finally home, where you're supposed to be.

When you found a good place you set down your beach towel you placed the urn next to you after sitting down. After putting on sunscreen you opened the small cooler and took out a beer.

It tasted horrible if you were being honest, you were never sure why would this be your brother's favourite. "You know Billy, you really do have a terrible taste in beer, can't believe I drove all the way here"

You looked down at the urn next to your right, you felt like it was looking up at you. "I'm sorry for not talking to you more. After your funeral it's been.. hard. Had to fight dad to not get you buried in fucking Hawkins."

"He said I had to pay for it so I did, I will admit taking out such a loan was a little bit scary but I finally paid it off. It was all worth it because now you aren't buried in that terrible shithole of a town"

You remember it clear as day, that night you had to go to the hospital from how hard your father had beaten you for raising your voice at him. You knew he didn't like it when someone was telling the truth about his abuse but at that point you didn't care.

After couch hopping for a while you and Billy finally found a place to stay and a job. It was nothing fancy but at the time it was great.

"I've also fixed up your car, it took me a while but I've finally managed to do it. I've met this cute guy at the hardware store and he helped me out with it and something between us just clicked, long story short after he finally graduated we decided to go back to Cali and well now we are finally moving in together"

"He's been great through all of this, he never yells at me or beats me, he got clean after we got together, hell he didn't even argue with me when I said I wanted to do this alone! Im sure you would like him if you were here now"

You turned your gaze back to the ocean in front of you, better now than never. Letting out a sigh you picked up the urn and the second beer from the cooler. Stepping into the salty water, a shiver ran through your body as you took a moment before continuing to walk forward.

When you were above knee deep into the water you opened up the urn. "Never thought I'll be the one doing this, I figured I would be the one to die first you know? I hope you suffocate some fishes for me you big dummy."

In a second you flipped over the urn and the ash started to flow out of it. After it was all out you tried to get the last bits of ash out of the urn but unexpectedly a strong gust of wind blew that small amount of ash back on your clothes.

You gasped in horror as you quickly tried to dust your brother off of your clothes "Oh come on! Was this your last 'fuck you'?! Ungrateful idiot!" You laughed as you finally got the ash out of your clothes.

You sighed as you looked towards the now setting sun. The colours of the sky now ranging from a bright orange to a deep purple. You softly smiled to yourself and opened the beer, making sure to keep the cap, and poured most of it in the sea and gulping down the last sip "Goodbye Billy. I'll visit you, I promise!"

For a while you stood there, looking at the ocean, almost expecting for him to say goodbye to you. After returning to the shore you picked up your stuff and got back into the Camaro.

You gripped the steering wheel as you turned on the car, for a final time you looked back before driving off into the night.

#gender neutral reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargove x reader #stranger things #stranger things billy #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader

[fagdykemuppet]

sawyer breaks down and doesn't know how to cope with emotions the musical the movie the fic

wc: 1353

relationship: sera/sawyer (oc/canon)

tags: hurt/comfort, alcohol mention, sera POV (3rd person)

summary: sawyer isn't as put together as he comes off. sometimes he needs to break down.

notes: thank you to the slasher u discord (mainly JJ, basil, and kel) for inspiring me and letting me bounce ideas off of them

(under the cut)

theatre meant late nights. lots of reading, lots of writing, lots of drawing, lots of… a lot. if time wasn't spent in the theater itself; it was time spent researching and perfecting. so of course serafin was up at 3 am, and of course it saw the lengthy text sawyer sent it. the notification flashed across its phone and it could tell without more than a glance it was at the very least a paragraph long. it thought nothing of it; late night rambles weren't uncommon between the two of them, more often than not they were both up, exhausted from school and work, chipping away at things they needed to get done, and needing an outlet to throw any late night thoughts at. it clicked its tounge as it wrapped up the line of dialouge it was writing, finally pleased with the direction the script was going, and picked up its phone.

before it could really get a grasp of what was going on, its eyes darted to the most recent texts.

“fuck… Sera i'm so sorry i don't know why i sent all of that.“ ”Shit, i'm sorry i'm tipsy. had too mcuh to drink. disregard all fo that.“

it immedtiately scrolled up and read through the wall of text he had sent only five minutes prior. lines upon lines about lonliness, and fear, and dread, and emptiness… things that twisted its heart into knots. quickly, it texts back:

”hey, get your ass over here, now. i wanna make sure youre safe.”

it paused a moment, before shooting off another text:

“if you dont come over im dragging you over. please”

sera anxiously stared at its phone; praying to whatever was out there that he'd actually respond and it didn't have to find god knows where he is right now. right when it was started to put its shoes on, the screen lit up.

“alright.”

it figeted with its hands as it waited for sawyer. its never seen him like this. he doesn't usually drink like this. it let out a deep sigh, flinching a bit when it heard a knock at its door. that had to be sawyer. the only other person it could be is tate- fuck please don't let it be tate. not this time. it almost tripped getting to the door, opening it to a dishevled sawyer. his hair messed, his mask more on the side of his head than anything, the bags under his eyes more pronounced than usual… he looked a mess already.

he tried to force a smile, trying to force himself to not absolutely fall apart at the seams. ”i'm here, i…“ his voice cracked and he clamped his mouth shut. ”what did…“ his voice trailed off as he started to shake. ”can… can i come in?“ his voice was soft.

”fuck, yes of course you can come in, come here.“ sera immediately grabbed for sawyer's arm, carefully guiding him inside. he felt like he was going to break at any moment. it dragged him to one of the couches, sitting him down. it went to grab him some water, and by the time it came back he was curled up in on himself.

”don't… don't look at me, ser.“ he took a deep breath when it sat next to him, placing the water on the table. ”i… i'm a fucking mess right now.“ his voice was strained, his body shaking as he holds back sobs.

”hey, hey it's okay. i didn't invite you here to judge you…“ sera softly put a hand on his shoulder. ”i saw the texts. i'm just looking out for you, love.“

he let in a shaky breath. ”i shouldn't have even sent those is the thing!“

”why not? you need to get shit off your chest too.“

”because!“ he looked up at the other. ”because i'm supposed to… to be put together,” his voice was wet. “i… i'm not supposed to be the one that's needing to be taken care of! i'm supposed to be… strong. i'm studying to be a lawyer for fucks sake.” he wiped one of his eyes. “i'm not… i'm not supposed to drink until i feel sick like this.”

“oh, honey…” sera put its arms around him, pulling him in close. “you're allowed to be weak too, y'know.” it spoke into the top of his head.

and that seemed to be enough to set him off.

he started shaking hard, clinging onto the other man* as well as he could. he let out strained sobs, like he desperately wanted to keep them in but his body wouldn't let him. they were sad, wet, loud sounds as he wailed into its chest. sera held onto him close. one hand rubbing his back, another petting his hair. soft comforting murmers being whispered as his nails dug into its back. it didn't know him to cry like this.

it didn't know him to cry at all. months, possibly even years, of repressed emotions being unfurled all at once into its chest. and it couldn't help but wonder; what was his breaking point?

was it mike? that bastard? finally saying something that got under his skin in just the right way? did he fail something that he expected to do well on- the straw that broke the camels back? or was it family related. it struck it in that moment that it barely knew anything about his family despite them having been together for almost 6 months at this point, and known each other even longer. was this deliberate? though, he barely knew anything about its so it couldn't be the one to judge. this was, however, a can of worms for another time.

“i'm… i'm sorry,“ he managed to choke out in between sobs after a while.

”what are you sorry for?“

”all of…“ he pulled away, ”all of this!“ his voice cracked as he motioned to himself. sera's heart twisted at sawyer's fact, his cheeks wet with tears and eyes red and puffy. ”i shouldn't…“ he cut himself off with another sob and curled up on himself. ”all of this because i got too stressed. i should… be able to handle myself.”

“sawyer. look at me.” sera took his face in its hands, forcing him to look up at it, and carefully wiped some of the tears away. “you're allowed to cry for fucks sake. you're allowed to feel things. this isn't something that's barred from you. being stressed is a reasonable time to cry.” it rested its forehead on his. his face twisted a bit as he tried to hold back more tears.

they sat there for a few more moments before sawyer wrapped his arms around it and buried his face into the crook of its neck, soft sobs continuing to escape him. it knew that it was more than stress that upset him. knowing sawyer there was more to this. but it didn't pry. that was a conversation for the morning.

when he lifted his head up again, shifting where his head simply rested on its shoulder, sera leaned over to grab the cup of water it had gotten earlier. he made a soft noise of protest, his grip on it tightening a bit, before relaxing again. he muttered something under his breath (sera thought it heard him say sorry, but for his sake it pretended it didn't). it brought the glass to his lips, and he was too tired to protest. exhaustion painted his face as he drank from the glass, closing his eyes when he was done. ”thank you…“ his voice was hoarse.

”mhm, anything for you.“ it spoke into his hair. ”do you want to stay the night?“

a soft nod. ”please…“

”it'll be a bit cramped but we can make it work.“ it softly laughed as it pressed a few kisses to the top of his head. ”you're safe with me, i promise.“

#slasheru #slasher u #sawyer ferguson #serafin faust #oc/canon #selfshipping #i guess. since seras a self insert

[flwrkisses]

i know, i love you — cyj.

hi guys! thanks to everyone who showed support to my past couple txt headcannons! i can't wait to work on some more for all of you. so! i got two lovely requests that were very similar. so i decided to blend them together!

genre: angst, some fluff at the end.

warnings: mentions of drinking in a party situation, cursing. fem! reader. *was not proof read*

summary: in which y/n comes home late and yeonjun isn't too happy about it.

finally getting to your apartment, you let out a sigh of relief. the ache in your feet had finally subsided as you threw your heels aside, not caring if they had landed where they were meant to go. you were beyond exhausted and ready to go to bed, make up and all but you knew your boyfriend would never let you do so. the clock read 3:15 am, it was way later than when you expected to be home but you figured it didn't hurt anyone to go out once in a while. you were a hard worker and this night out was a treat for working so hard in the way you always did.

"where the hell were you?" a familiar male voice said from behind you. you jumped before hissing at the burning sensation in the arch of your foot from the shoes you refused to take off all night. "junnie, baby i didn't know you were awake." you relaxed your features as you walked over and wrapped your arms around his frame and yet, he stiffened under your touch. "i called you like 50 times y/n." he stated firmly. your boyfriend was beyond pissed off with you. while you were having a fun time with friends late at night, his mind was going crazy thinking about things that could have happened to you. it wasn't fair to him.

"relax, i told you i was going out and i'd be coming late." you rolled your eyes. you were tired, ready for bed and being hit with unnecessary panic. "i'm going to bed." you announced just before strutting off, not caring what yeonjun had to say. you had fun, and that was all that mattered to you. if your boyfriend wanted to fight with you about it he could save it for the next morning when you werent dying to sleep. as you changed and washed your face you noticed the reflection in your bathroom mirror of your empty bed. "yeonjun?" you called out before drying your face with your towel and yet there was no answer. "junnis baby please!" you pleaded as you walked out of the bathroom to he met with his figure sitting at the end of the bed putting on his shoes.

"where are you going?"

"out."

the short cut response set a fire going in your chest. you knew he was angry but, he would never speak to you in such a way. "no this isn't fair—"

"no what's not fair is not knowing where my girlfriend is at 3 o'clock in the morning! y/n you hardly go out and when you do i lose you for hours!" he sighed and looked out you, his brows furrowed in sadness and worry and his lips lightly parted. "i-i dont care if you go out but i need communication baby, you can't believe how many sick fucks are out there at this time. i just want to know you're safe." he explained and shook his head. you could tell there was more he wanted to say so you decided to stay quiet. "it's not fair..." he pleated, his tone switching as he realized his thoughts. "i can hardly sleep when you don't communicate with me, what if i was asleep and something happened to you? hm? what if i don't hear my phone? what would happen then?" he asked.

guilt flooded your thoughts. as much as you hated to admit it, he was right. if there was one thing yeonjun did it was protect you, even if he wasn't there. he'd check in on you with texts every couple hours, make sure you're still at whatever bar you mentioned and even would offer to drive you and your friends home if you guys drank too much. "i'm sorry..." you sighed and ran a hand through your hair. "i didn't have my phone on me... im sorry."

"great, im sleeping at my studio tonight." he said as he got up, you almost forgot how easily he towered over you. the last thing you wanted him to do tonight was leave you alone. "yeonjun please stay, we hardly ever get nights like this." you sighed. it was true. nights where the both of you were able to sleep in eachother's arms were rare and often a luxury for the both of you. but, yeonjun was seriously upset and you know he was insanely vicious when he got this way, sometimes even saying horrible things he didn't mean just to make a point.

"i don't want to say something i don't mean and make this worse if i stay okay? you said sorry and im glad you did, i just need to cool down."

pouting a bit you looked at him, you noticed the obvious exhausted frustration in his eyes and softened a bit. the last thing you wanted was to let him drive like that. as much as he protected you, you often times protected him. you just had to get him to go to bed. "baby, come on lets go. we're both exhausted and it wont do us any good. we can talk about it in the morning okay?" you leveled with him as you placed a hand on his cheek. that same hand ran back to the nape of his neck and up into his hair.

"please?" you whispered as you gently scratched the back of his head. he sighed in return, accepting he was going to bed right there with you. gently, you sat him down and took off his shoes, changed him to a lighter shirt—something you knew he'd be more comfortable in. his eyes tiredly followed your every move. "you know i love you right?" he asked softly. a small smile came to your lips as you finally settled yourself in front of him, looking down at his seated position. "i know, and i love you too... i'm sorry for not communicating jun... i really am." 

"it's fine, i was being psychotic." he chuckled tiredly before letting his body weight push him back to lay on your shared bed. "it's not psychotic, you just want to make sure im okay." you responded, crawling into bed and laying your head on his chest. "i'm here now though baby, you can rest~" you hummed softly and played with his hair until his breaths became a bit deepened and his muscles relaxed. he was finally asleep.

thanks for reading! i go on vacation today so, posts might be slower for the next week!

- m.

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