#it still hurts me that others have broken the promise with me. or lied about not breaking it

[elliezato]

‪‪❤︎‬She's Jealous‪‪❤︎‬

pairing: modern!ellie williams x reader

summary: Ellie gets jealous when she sees you kissing another girl

warnings: MDNI! cursing, drugs/alcohol, fingering, bathroom sex, public sex??

a/n: This is my first fanfic so idk how to feel about thisss. Also, I feel like this story isn't very original but I keep replaying this situation in my head, helpp. I'm open to recommendations! I will probably only write ellie x reader fics for now but let me know what you want and I'll write it! I get writer's block and need inspo!! Anyway... I hope you enjoy:)

♡︎.You and Ellie have been broken up for about a month now.

Parties have never really been your thing but your friend Dina has been begging you to go to one with her.

"It's been almost a month. You can't keep isolating yourself in your dorm like this."

You lay on your bed while Dina tries to convince you to go out tonight. She's right though. Things haven't been the same since you and Ellie broke up.

"Listen. Come to the party tonight. I hate that this breakup is holding you back. who knows. maybe you'll meet someone!"

Dina leaves and you make up your mind.

You change into a pleated mini skirt and throw on some baby tee you haven't worn since your relationship. Ellie liked it when you wore skirts and you knew that. Some part of you was hoping she would be there so she could see you. You apply a thin wing of eyeliner and put on your docs.

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Later that night you walk into the party. The house smells of weed and music covers the sound of people talking. You see Dina and Jesse from across the room. They're drinking and dancing with a few other of your friends. You hesitantly walk over to join them.

"Y/N!! thank god you're here!" Dina hugs you with one arm and a drink in the other.

"Damn, this is the first time I've seen you out since... you know" Jesse laughed as he took a sip from a red solo cup.

You sat on the couch and drank as you watched your friends enjoy the night. You hated yourself that you couldn't get up and have fun. The air felt hot and there was nothing left in your cup. As you get up to get another drink you feel eyes on you.

There she was. Ellie stood there with a drink in her hand. Your heart sank. This was the first time you've been in the same room as her since the heat of the breakup. Her eyes were on you as you slowly walked past her to get a drink. You look at the ground as you pass her, doing everything you can to avoid eye contact. When you look up to get another cup, you see Ellie standing in front of you. As she opens her mouth she say something to you, you feel hands on your waist.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing at a party alone?" The girl looks you up and down with a soft smile on her face.

From the corner of your eye, you see Ellie take a sip from her drink and walk away. You feel yourself sadden as Ellie leaves your presence. Fingers run down your waist. You look behind you and the girl is still there. It's been a long time since someone has hit on you. Honestly, the last time you romantically got attention from someone was with Ellie.

"You alright? What's upsetting you baby?" The girl whispers in your ear.

At this point, you'll do anything to get your mind off Ellie. A new relationship isn't what you want but it couldn't hurt. You turn around and face the girl. You've never seen her before but she's honestly really pretty. It wouldn't be hard to distract yourself around someone this attractive.

"m'nothin" The alcohol is hitting you. Usually, you'd feel guilty flirting with anyone other than Ellie, but right now, nothing matters.

She pulls you closer by your waist and passionately places a kiss on your lips. The sudden proximity makes you tense. Her hand travels down your hips while the other grabs your face. Something about this feels wrong but you push the thoughts back.

"I'm sorry, I have to go. I came with my friend and promised I wouldn't leave her" You lied so bad, you almost cringed.

You remove yourself from the girl's grasp and take your drink as you walk away from her. The pain of the breakup is sinking in again. You wander around the party to find Dina but she's off with Jesse. There's no point in being at that party anymore. You down the rest of your drink and walk outside. The air is cold and dry. Snow falls gently as the music from the party echoes.

"What the fuck were you doing? Kissing another girl? Already?" Ellie stares at you with a joint between her lips.

"Ellie." You look at her in shock.

"We've been broken up for barely a month and you're already making moves on other women!?" She laughs under her breath as a cloud of smoke leaves her lips.

"Why do you even care. We're not together" You look at her with sad eyes. The tough act was never your strong suit.

She grabs your face with one hand and tilts your head towards her. You gasp at her touch. Snow falls down on the both of you. Your breath is visible in the cold air and the only thing keeping you warm is the heat of the situation.

"Are you trying to make me jealous, hmm?" She looks at you with lustful eyes.

"No! she kissed me..." Your voice trails off as you feel the touch of Ellie's fingers trace your jaw.

Nothing could've prepared you for this. The last time you two spoke was the breakup. This was a topic that was hard for the both of you. Clearly, the thought of the other stayed lingering in your minds. Her touch felt nice. You could feel yourself practically melting in her hand. The similar scent of weed got stronger as her face got closer.

"It worked." She takes one last hit of her joint before tossing it on the ground.

"What?" You look at her dazed and confused. Your eyes soften as her fingers trail down your neck

"I'm jealous." She admitted as she tightened her grip on your face. "Let's go back inside and show them who you belong to, yeah?" Ellie gives you a dirty grin.

You follow her back into the party. Even with Ellie, you didn't want to be back in there but that didn't matter in the moment. She walks through the crowd of people holding on tightly to your waist. You look over at her face a notice a cocky grin stuck to her lips. You can feel the eyes of the other girl you were with earlier staring at you. Ellie notices the girl staring at you. She grabs your face in front of her and kisses you. You pause as her lips touch yours. You missed this. Fuck. You missed her touch so bad. Leaning in for more, Ellie playfully pushes you away.

"God you're just as needy as I remembered." She pulls you away from the crown and leads you into an empty bathroom.

Ellie pushes you against the door causing it to shut behind you. Her lips passionately press against yours. You let your hands roam her figure. Fingers running underneath her baggy band tee. She grabs your hands and pulls them away.

"You're not getting it that easily" She glares at you as she takes your wrists by one hand and holds them above your head. "I'm going to make sure everyone knows how good I'm fucking you" Her breath is hot against your ear.

Her tongue explores your mouth and her other hand runs up your shirt. You let out a soft moan as her fingers draw circles around your nipple. She lets go of your hands and strips off your shirt. Her kisses move down your neck, leaving marks for everyone to know she you were hers. Her tongue reaches your nipples and she traces small circles around them. Her mouth moves further down your chest. Fingers moving down your waist meeting the hem of your skirt. She stops kissing your body and looks up at you. Her fingers slide up your skirt and meet your damp underwear.

"Fuck- You're so wet and I've bearly touched you" She continues kissing down your waist.

She pulls your underwear down your legs and throws them off. Her fingers finally graze your wet folds. She picks you up by your waist and places you on the counter. The granite is cold against your thighs. She sloppily kisses your lips as she inserts a finger into you. You throw your head back and hum at her touch. She grabs your chin and forces you to look at her.

"Look at me while I fuck you with my fingers." She glares up at you. Her face is desperate to feel you.

Your hands run through her hair as she pulls her finger out. She adds another finger and slams them into you. You hold the counter with one hand and the other pulling at Ellie's half-up half-down updo. You're holding in your moans remembering there's a crowd of people right behind that door. You close your eyes as Ellie curls her fingers inside of you, hitting the right spots.

"Fuck Els- s'good" You quietly whimper trying to hold back.

Tears are forming in your eyes. You can feel the warmth building up in your stomach. Ellie can feel you're close. She stops her motions and pulls her fingers out of your cunt. Your slick coats her fingers, dripping down her arm. She brings her fingers to your mouth. You clean Ellie's fingers with your tongue, whimpering for more action.

"I'm not going to give you anything if you're not going to moan for me. I want to hear you" Her fingers slide out of your mouth and find their way back down to your inner thighs.

"They're gonna hear" You bite your lip as your thighs press together.

"That's the point baby. Tell me how bad you've missed me" She keeps eye contact as she moves her face down to your hips.

She pulls your tighs apart, spreading your folds with her finger. Her tongue rests right above your clit, waiting for you to beg.

"Fuck- I need you Els. I need you to fuck me." You give into her commands wanting to feel her touch.

She finally complies and licks circles around your puffy bud. She thrusts her fingers into you once again while tasting you on her tongue. You squirm under her touch. Pornographic moans leave your lips as she starts to suck your clit. Tears fill your eyes as you look down at Ellie taking you in.

"You taste so good, I've missed your pretty pussy" She smiles against your folds removing her fingers.

The vibrations of her voice cause you to moan as you push her face closer to you. Her tongue slides down your folds and she pushes it into you. At this point, you're a moaning mess. Anyone who walks by that bathroom knows what's happening. Her nose gently rubs against your clit as her tongue fucks you.

"mmm~ i'm gonna fucking cum-" Your hips grind against her face.

She holds your waits pulling you closer. Her tongue slides out and sucks your cunts as her fingers push deep inside you. The heat in your stomach feels like it's going to burst. Only Ellie could have you panting and desperate to cum like this in a bathroom.

"That's it baby, cum for me okay?" She feels how close you are.

Her pace fastens as she gets you to release onto her fingers. Your hips buckle as whimpers and moans fill the room. She continues but slows her pace milking your orgasm. She licks the wetness from your cunt and you pant in her arms.

"I missed you" Your eyes look at her as she moves closer to your face, kissing your lips.

You can taste yourself in her mouth as she sloppy kisses you. She holds your waist and guides you off the counter. You're a mess. Makeup is running down your face and your hair is falling from the ponytail it was in. Eille was still completely dressed as she watches you put your clothes back on. She takes your hand and places a gentle kiss on your neck.

"You're such a slut for me" She grins as she places her hand on the door nob. "I don't want to ever see you tasting another girl's lips, got it" You nod in response.

You realized how hot the room was when Ellie opened the door and you felt the coolness of the party on your skin. She takes you by the waist and leads you back into the party. Ellie wore a cocky smile knowing she was the only person at this party who could get you moaning like that. Eyes were on you when people realized who was in the bathroom.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie tlou #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #tlou2 #smut #wlw #lesbian #sapphic #ellie smut #ellie x you

[autumn-hiraeth]

i wanna request! angry sex hobie :)

reader and hobie got a pretty big fight and well yeah... angry sex. with a shit load of dirty talking during fucking

i loved the idea but I feel dirty.. SO i hope you like it, anon!

SH!TSHOW!

🔞 NO MINORS PLS. NSFW.

Hobie brown x reader

Headcanons. Smut & angst.

a/n: holy water pls. Look I know this is NOT OUR HOBIE, OK?, I KNOW THAT. But I couldn't help writing this. I'm sorry. Tumblr, 'm so cynic but pls don't flag this.

You can find more here “ Hobie's masterlist”

You're a shit show

And I'm in the front row

You think Hobie has broken another of his promises and forgot about today's plans.

Honestly, You're tired 'cause Hobie keeps canceling plans and it feels so normal it hurt, but you're also upset, who does he think he is? treating you like you're one of his bitches that always seems to want to please him after a show.

All those thoughts consume you and without a second thought you are flirting with a handsome stranger, you don't care what he says, you just want to forget your “stupid boyfriend” for one night.

What you don't expect is for your stupid boyfriend to come to the club and almost kill the man who has his hands on your body.

And that's the cherry on the cake. As soon as Hobie takes you to your flat all hell breaks loose, he looks at you like you've lost your mind and you finally complain about his abandonment. " it's your fault! If you had arrived on time this would not have happened Hobart” “You always cancel our plans!” "You don't even call me on the phone when you disappear." "I pretend to believe all your lies, but I'm not going to waste my time with a half man."

Hobie knows he should apologize,tell you how ashamed he is to leave you alone most of the time but he has to do it, he loves you, but he's upset, upset 'cause he can't tell you the truth and he's not thinking, clearly he's not thinking when he says; “none of that is an excuse to act like a slut Y/n” You're not going to give him the pleasure of seeing you cry, no, instead of that you push him trying to hit his stupid pretty face 'cause you've had enough, but Hobie holds you in his arms.

Your back hits the wall hard and now you're pinned down by him as you try to wriggle out of his grip. But Hobie does something that paralyzes you, he's kissing you, his tongue tries to slip into your mouth, and you know you should push him away, have some dignity, but instead you bite his lip making him gasp, looking at you in surprise and then you press your lips against his. It's not a normal kiss, it's a wild kiss ; Hobie finally slides his tongue onto your tongue and your tongue tastes the blood on his lip making him moan.

Hobie is hard, as hard as ever before, so in the middle of the kiss he thrusts his hips hard into yours, his bulge hitting your clothed pussy making you moan. And even though you two have stopped yelling at each other, you and Hobie still upset, so there's no foreplay, no whispers saying "i love you", it's just you and hobie having angry sex against the wall.

Hobie rips your panties making you gasp, his strength has always surprised you, his mouth is biting into your neck, marking you, but you can see him unbuttoning his pants, removing his pants and boxers before making you wrap your legs around his waist. You moan loudly when you feel his hard length, his fat tip is on your swollen clit and you don't even have to ask to be fucked because Hobie is already guiding his thick cock against your entrance.

You let out a pornographic moan as Hobie slides his hard dick into your pussy and he hisses as your walls almost swallow him. When he is finally inside you, Hobie looks at you and without wasting time he's thrusting into you, hard and fast. Your head hits the wall every time Hobie hits deep inside you, his tip kissing your cervix with every thrust. “H—hobie!” you finally give him the pleasure of hearing you moan his name.

“That's Y/N, say my name” “let all your fucking neighbors know you're a fucking slut for my cock” “fuck, you're taking me so well” “know you couldn't live without this cock, Y/N” “ you're so fucking tight” “that man can never have this pussy” “I'm the only one who can fuck you like this, fucking slut” Your eyes roll back, every time he whispers to you, you dig your nails into his shoulder making him gasp. You don't even care how humiliatingly you moan every time he talks dirty to you or rotates his hips to touch that soft spot inside you.

Yet despite all the pleasure Hobie is giving you, you still want to piss him off by making him pay for all, even for having you impaled to his dick against the wall. 'cause you deserve the bed. “ I''m not your slut, Hobart” “You're an asshole” “ a fucking dick” “I hate you” “ I f-fucking hate you” However, all your insults stop when Hobie reaches for your swollen clit and rubs it hard and fast making you moan his name like a prayer.

"Aren't ya my slut? So why are you so aroused from cumming on my cock? ““ 'm gonna fill you up Y/N” “That's right, milk my cock so well” “''m gonna leave you dripping” “ I know how much ya love it” “ wanna my cum?” It's all too much that soon you're cumming and he's filling you up, painting your walls like he promised. And as soon as you two get down from your high, Hobie finally looks at you and when he calls you "luv", your tears are already falling on your pretty face.

And Hobie tries to calm you down, still inside you, you hide your face into the crook of his abused neck as he carries you to bed and finally whispers his apologies and how much he loves you as he cares for your abused body.

“ 'm sorry luv, you're right” “ i'll be a better boyfriend” “ we can fix this” “ don't cry my sweetheart” “ I love ya” But you're not crying because of how he treated you, you can handle that, in fact, you're crying because you know it's over. you can't do this anymore.

I'm leaving your shit show

No longer sitting front row

I bet now you're wishing

You treated me different

#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown #hobie brown smut #spider punk x you #spider punk x y/n #spider punk x reader #spider punk smut #spider punk #hobie brown hcs #hobie brown headcanons #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown drabble #hobie brown blurb #hobie x fem!reader #hobie x you #hobie x reader #hobie x y/n #no minors allowed #x reader #mdni #smut

[lazyjellyfish300]

Traitor💔

Miguel O'Hara x Spider-Woman Reader

Synopsis: A blurb detailing your heartbreak from Miguel inspired by some breakup songs. Word count 1.5k ish. Meant to be a one shot. (JK, I MADE AN EPILOGUE)

A/N: had this idea after @prettyinpink350 commented that The Woman He Didn't Choose part 1 reminded them of All Too Well-10 minute version by Taylor Swift. I imagine getting your heart broken by him would SUCK. The man has such a tragic backstory, it would take a long long time to get him to be comfortable with getting hurt again and vulnerable, possibly hurting whoever he's dating or seeing in the process if their expectations don't align. I think that ATSV and the comic version of him are different however, it's possible some of the personality traits would stay consistent and so as a result he might struggle with infidelity. I think he's had his fair share of experiences.

BUT I do still write sweet, fluffy soft Miguel, though. Because I do believe he has a soft side that exists and it's unfair imo to write him off as completely incapable of being a good partner because I believe he can. I imagine it'll be a tough road but he would eventually get there. He's a complex man and I love him anyway. 🫶🏽 Working on DD part 9 and the woman he didn't choose I promise, I've been dead lately in terms of motivation.

TW: MINORS DNI, ANGST, CHEATING (I DON'T CONDONE THIS), HEARTBREAK, BREAKUP, MIGUEL IS MORE COLD IN THIS, SMUT ( IT'S BRIEF, P IN V, DEGRADATION, SPANKING), age gap(reader is 26, Miguel is like 34-35), no happy ending

The songs that inspired this(all rights to rightful owners, some of the lyrics were tweaked slightly):

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It was her. It was always going to be her.  

🎶I was just the villain built to come between you two. 

I'm just the other point of view. 🎶

It's the movie where the guy gets the girl in the end. She's the one that got away but then comes back into his life, lighting up his world, making him realize his new girlfriend would never come close. 

That all too familiar shift in the way he acted when she moved back into the city. When you noticed how he started looking at you with a gaze that was clearly being stolen by someone else. You decided to ask him about it and he dismissed you with a shake of his head, calling you paranoid. 

🎶Brown guilty eyes and little white lies

Yeah, I played dumb but I always knew🎶

Now he brings her around, almost as though to shut you down on purpose. Showing her off like a brand new trophy. 

If any of the sweet nothings he told you were true, there's simply no damn way that he could have fallen in love again so quickly...

🎶Ain't it funny....🎶

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But months later

🎶You call me up again just to break me like a promise.🎶

The 1 am call you know you shouldn't answer but you do anyway. 

"She's not here.......Please, I need you."

And there you go, jumping in the shower for a quick rinse and brushing your teeth, speeding towards his apartment like a dumb ass. 

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"Fuck......FUCK! God baby...so fucking tight.....I missed this pussy, fuck...." 

A shower of sharp spanks land on your ass, one after another, after another as Miguel thrusts his cock into you from behind. 

"Yes.....harder, baby.....HARDER!" 

"Yeah?....You would fucking like that, wouldn't you....Needy little slut....mmmm you like it when I fuck you like this, huh? Can't get enough can you? "Had to come crawling back for more of this cock?"

Every word stings harder than the slaps he's giving you but it's a sick, twisted, erotic feeling. You actually love it. The fact that he's still craving your pussy even though he's supposedly with his dream woman. The fact that you're still on his mind as soon as she leaves. 

The fact that you're in his bed right now, not her. Even if only just for tonight. 

"Fuck....yes.....baby.....can't get enough of you....mmmmm fuck I missed you so much....." 

"Say that again." 

"Missed you so much Miggy...." 

"¿Cuánto?..." (how much)

"So fucking much....I crave you all the time....." 

Miguel lets out a loud groan and you practically scream as he pounds you without mercy into his mattress he shared with the other woman.

Shortly after, you're laying all fucked out, panting as you close your eyes, decelerating from the heavenly orgasm he pulled out of you, only for it to shrivel up when you feel your clothes land in a pile next to your head. 

"She'll be back any minute....you gotta hurry." 

"What?" You sit up, confused. 

Miguel's too busy taking a shower, trying to rid himself of your scent. The damning evidence of someone else in his bed while she was gone. 

You immediately regret ever coming over. 

You're about to rip him a new one but your spider senses tingle. You can feel her ascending the staircase. You throw on your leggings and hoodie and swing away into the night without saying goodbye. 

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You let him have it on the phone later. 

"I wish you thought through all of this before you strung me along and made me fall in love with you..." 

Miguel stands outside his apartment, he had to sneak down to take your call as soon as he was sure she was asleep. He tenses his jaw. He feels guilty but there's not much he can do about it now.

"She's older...more mature. I need to be with someone who's able to understand and live with my responsibilities. I shouldn't have given us a chance, but I did because I needed to move on from her.... I can't help that I've known her since we were kids. She gets me."

🎶So casually cruel in the name of being honest. 🎶

"Oh and I don't? I don't Miguel? So all those times I stayed up with you, crying, holding you and promising you I wasn't going anywhere, those didn't happen? Or the fact that I saw you lose it completely multiple times and still called you the next day? The fact that I was willing to let go all the times you let me down because I knew it wasn't your fault and the fate of the multiverse comes before everything else? I literally loved you at your worst, but that didn't matter?"

Silence. 

"Look, I just think that maybe if we had been closer in age, we would've been fine." 

🎶And that sentence made you want to die. 🎶

"That's not fucking fair, Miguel! I'm 26, not a baby! And we spoke CANDIDLY about this when we got together. I NEVER had, not even a HINT that this would be a problem for you, and now you drop it on me right as you tear my heart out?! And it's not even something I can change!" 

You pause, more sobs erupting deep from within your soul. 

"I'm sorry, that the stars didn't align and the timing wasn't perfect and my dad didn't fuck my mom around the same time as yours so I could've been born at a better time. I'm sorry that I tried so fucking hard to be the chill girlfriend who lets you do whatever even though I'm not. I'm sorry that I kept my fucking mouth shut when I knew damn well you were talking to her when we were together just so I could keep you around. I'm sorry that I'm not her..."

The line is painfully silent. 

🎶The idea you had of me, who was she?🎶

"So who's this version of me in your head you envisioned, huh Miguel? The perfect me that would've made you stay. Do I even know her? She's me, but she's not. She's not needy like I am. She's perfect. Has the perfect body, perfect hair, doesn't ever look bad for you. She's intelligent and has all the maturity you claim I don't. She reflects back on you perfectly every little thing you just LOVE about yourself because let's face it, that's the only person you really ever gave a fuck about."

Loud beeps assault your eardrum and you scoff in disbelief. He hung up, and who knows how long you were just talking to a wall. You hurtle your phone at the ground, letting the screen crack as your knees buckle beneath you and hide your face in your hands in despair. 

🎶When she's sleeping in the bed we made, don't you dare forget about the way you betrayed me. 

Cause I know that you'll never feel sorry, for the way I hurt, yeah. 🎶

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Trying to forget him as the weeks passed by ,albeit agonizingly slow. You find yourself weeping in the HQ bathroom, some girl asking you what happened: 

🎶You. That's what happened, you.  🎶

A few weeks later, a package with all of your clothes arrived at the post office for you so he didn't have to see you face to face. It even contained all of the pictures you took together and the letters you wrote him. He didn't keep a single one. 

You sat in the parking lot for a few minutes as you clutched the Disneyland tickets to your heart, sobbing. The cruel, cruel irony of remembering how you were in the happiest place on earth with him, the place that planted those dreams of happily ever after in that little girl's head, only for her to be crying over a man that stomped it into the ground years later.

Remembering how you walked back, arm in arm to your hotel room together as you leaned into his chest, giggling when you finally got him to admit the park wasn't as dreadful as he thought it would be, despite the ridiculous price tag. He only wanted to make you happy. 

🎶I remember it all too well. 🎶

Your lip trembles when you find the Mickey Ears you bought for him lying in the box. "Miguel" cross-stitched in curly gold writing on the back. 

Your red scarf from that first week together hung in the corner of his closet until your scent wore off. He would eventually have the gall to offer it to her one December night when she was shivering, saying that it was his mother's. 

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Your tears make your vision blurry as you drive down the dark, rain soaked streets of Nueva York. 

You know his street is coming. 

When you do finally pass it, you use all your strength to keep your gaze straight ahead, the faded letters on his street sign disappear rapidly behind you as you take a deep breath, and head on home. 

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Epilogue

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[ikarasu]

🍫White Chocolate🍫

Yandere Carlo/P x Reader

Warning: spoilers, yandere behavior, broken bones, and death

P/Carlo’s Perspective: 🍫Dark Chocolate🍫

Final Part: 🥀Tummy Ache🥀

Word Count: 1715

🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~

At a young age, Carlo and I knew that we were to marry. My parents were successful vehicle inventors who were very interested in Geppetto’s works. Geppetto wanted his son to marry the perfect spouse. So our parents took an opportunity and formed an arranged marriage. I knew that Carlo hated me, because of the arrangement. Feeling that now he has no chance of experiencing real love. I, on the other hand, fell in love at first sight. Everything that Carlo did felt so honest and pure. I watched Carlo grow up into a fine young man, but our relationship never improved. He would always avoid me at any chance given. Yet I still loved him despite his bitter nature towards me. Loving Carlo was like savoring dark chocolate. It’s so pure and rich but leaves nothing but a bitter aftertaste.

As the plague worsened my family had us move away from Krat. Yet my parents still caught the disease and eventually passed away six months after contracting it. I returned to Krat in hopes of finding Geppetto and Carlo. Only to return to the beginning of the puppet frenzy. I found Geppetto and was told of Carlo’s passing before he rushed me to take refuge at The Krat Hotel with a few other survivors.

I don’t know how long it has been since I’ve taken refuge here. But I’ve grown to enjoy the company of others. Usually, I help around with Polendina or chat with Sophia and Eugénie. I have not heard news from Geppetto recently, and I can’t help but worry. Leading me to think about Carlo and how I wasn’t there for his final moments. It hurts to think that I never got to say bye and tell him the truth about my feelings.

The loud creaking of the front entrance doors opening pulls me out of my thoughts. Like a bitter pill, I swallow up my feelings and head downstairs to greet whoever had just entered. As I head down the stairs I hear Sophia chatting. ‘It must be another survivor…’

“Sophia, who’s the newcomer-“

I stop as I look up at the face of the newcomer. Suddenly I feel sick to the stomach and I take a step back.

“I-it can’t be….”

There stands a confused familiar face. His unfamiliar blue eyes are glassy and dull, but his freckles are a constellation of stars I have memorized by heart.

“Oh, (name), I want you to meet P” Sophia says as she looks over at me with concern.

P raises his hand slowly as he stares at me. He almost touches my hand but I run. I headed to my room as fast as I could. My breath is erratic, my heart is pounding, and my mind is spinning. I feel like the world is collapsing on me and I fall to my knees and cry alone in my room.

🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~Time Skip~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~

*knock knock*

I refuse to move from my bed after the events from earlier today. The confusion and feeling of being lied to is conflicted inside me.

“(Name)… it’s me, Geppetto. May I come in?”

He sighs as he hears no response from me.

“I’m assuming you met my latest creation…..”

The door whips open revealing my angered expression.

“Is that what he is, Geppetto? Just another toy to you?! Some sick way to make up for your shortcomings as a father figure to Carlo?!”

My fists are trembling and the hot tears spill from my cheeks. Geppetto holds one of my fists gently before making me look at his face.

“Let me explain everything to you… there’s more to it…”

We sit in my room as Geppetto explains his whole plan to revive Carlo. I hesitate at his words, everything about it seems inhumane. Yet he tries to reassure me with promises of me getting my chance to love Carlo again.

“I can’t Geppetto… none of this sounds right. I miss Carlo as well, deeply, but this is too much for me.”

I guide him out of my room to let me process everything that has been said.

The next few days I try to go through my day as per usual. Trying to ignore those same blue glassy eyes following my form as I pass by. Despite their beautiful color, they’re too fake and doll-like for me to appreciate.

I go to the library to browse some books to read. On the top shelf, I notice one of my favorite books sitting on it. I try to reach for it as best as I can. My fingers barely graze the spine of the book before suddenly I feel a cold form pressing against my back. A larger hand easily grabs the book I was reaching for. Turning around slowly I refuse to meet his eyes. I quickly take the book and give him a quiet thank you before running off. If I had taken the time to look I would’ve noticed the way his eyes showed something new, longing.

I try to avoid him whenever he is in the hotel. Until one day I was feeling more somber than usual. Today would’ve been Carlo’s birthday. Sitting alone at the piano I play an old tune, one that I thought Carlo would’ve enjoyed if he and I got along. The tears drip from my face as I continue to play. Quietly the front doors of the hotel open and P walks in. P’s footsteps go unnoticed by me as I drown myself in my sorrows. He feels something deep down in his heart pulling him towards me. The feelings ran deep and made the ergo in his veins flow more. He felt like he had no control over these feelings. Remembering Geppetto’s words in his office after defeating the watchman at the city hall.

“(Name) and Carlo were made for each other. Treat them well, even if they’re a bit rough around the edges at the moment. They’ll come around sooner or later”

The song comes to an end and the room is now only filled with the sounds of my quiet sobs. I gasp as I feel a hand touch my shoulder. P stands there and looks at me with concern.

“Go away… You’re the last ‘thing’ I want to see at the moment” I say resentfully.

Instead of listening to me, P pulls me into a hug. I freeze and then I let myself melt. Carlo would’ve never hugged me so comfortably. The tears spill more and for once I look back at those blue eyes. He stares at me so lovingly and kindly. Maybe this is okay…maybe I can love again…

As P progressed on his journey our relationship bloomed. He was patient when I was stubborn and he was loving when I needed it. Loving P was like milk chocolate. The perfect balance of sweetness with no bitter aftertaste. He was perfect and I gave him all of my heart.

P came into the hotel and came to my room. One look at his face and I knew what he was thinking. We lay together one last time before he had to go off and finish off Simon. Our tears and hearts are shared one last time.

“I promise to come back… I won’t leave you again, (name)”

🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~Time Skip~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~

Screams are all I can hear ringing through the hotel. I hide in my room crying as I fear for my life. They’re all gone. Eugénie, Venigni, Antonia, Polendina, Pulcinella… they’re all gone. I hear footsteps approaching my room and I feel sick to my stomach. I pray for them to turn away and move on. It’s silent for a few moments before I hear the handle of the door turn. I hid in my wardrobe before the door could be opened. Holding my breath as I stare through the crack of my wardrobe. The room is empty and everything is silent. I let out my breath before suddenly brown eyes appeared in front of the crack. A scream is ripped out of my throat as I’m yanked out of the wardrobe.

“My love~ I promised you I would come back”

I tried to push at his form but his body wouldn’t budge an inch. Staring at familiar brown eyes that are now filled with bloodlust. Familiar constellations of freckles are nowhere to be found. Only splatters of blood and oil speckle his face.

“Let me go! You monster!” I scream as I continue to thrash in his iron-like hold.

“Now, now, that’s not very nice of you love~” he says in a sugary tone

I continue to thrash as tears fall from my eyes. Praying to any gods that all of this is just some nightmare. Suddenly he pulls me by the hair to force me to look at him. His tone taking a dangerous turn.

“Father promised me that we were made for each other. So start acting like it, love.”

I tremble in his hold submissively. He smiles and releases my hair before leaning closer to my face.

“That’s a good spouse~”

Before he could lean any closer I grabbed the vase behind him and smashed it on his head. He staggers and I make a run for it. Skipping over steps as I make a dash for the exit. I manage to run out the doors into the rainy entrance before I’m tackled down. Grabbing onto my leg he gives me a dangerous look. A sickening crack and a scream were all that could be heard. I cry as the pain shoots up my leg.

“See? That’s what happens when you’re not a good spouse. I have to clip your wings” his tone has returned to that sickening sweet voice.

He pulls out a ring and looks at me. I try to crawl away but he pulls me back cradling me. I cry as he slips on the ring and pulls me into a possessive kiss.

“That’s right, love! Cry! It’s a joyous moment for both of us. Now we can be together forever just as we were meant to be”

This ‘love’ is like white chocolate. Its overly sweet taste is there to cover up the fact it isn’t chocolate. Only this time it’s all that you have left.

🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~🍫~🥀~

Notes: I will edit this eventually rippppp

#lies of p #lies of p pinocchio #pinocchio #p #lies of p pinocchio x reader #pinocchio x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #p x reader #lies of p fanfic #gender neutral reader #gender neutral fanfic #lies of p carlo x reader #yandere carlo #lies of p carlo

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for "causing" someone's ED? (massive TW obviously)

so i (18x) have a pr0ana sideblog. i say this in the LOOSEST sense of the term; while i interact with pr0ana tags and content, i don't make any myself, and my "platform" is nonexistent. i primarily use the blog as a way to feel less alone since i can't talk about my ED in real life. it's a vent blog. i don't have the name of my sideblog anywhere on my main blog, and vice versa.

a few weeks ago, my good friend (18x) found this sideblog and decided not to tell me. over the next few weeks, we had several conversations about my ED and their dysmorphia (though according to them not a full-fledged ED), all started by them. at one point i promised them that i would try to get just a little better every day, and i do! i do try that constantly! but about ten minutes after saying that i posted something on my sideblog about how paranoid i was about calories or whatever, because yeah i'm trying to get better, but that doesn't mean i magically stop struggling. i also told them i was NOT on pr0ana tumblr or interacting with that sort of content, because i wasn't comfortable sharing that about myself. i didn't know my friend knew about the sideblog at this point.

they dmed me a while after this post to ask why i had lied to their face, or as they put it in a vaguepost on their blog, "made a promise and then turned around and immediately broken it." i got very very frustrated, since i think what i do on the internet is my business, as is my mental health. this definitely reflected in my tone, so i think i was definitely TA, at least initially.

during this conversation, though, they basically said that i needed to talk to them about my emotions and stop hiding them, and that i had to take the hand they were extending. here's where the main problem started. they then said that they considered contacting my mother or friends but decided in the long run it wouldn't be beneficial. my mother is emotionally abusive, which this friend knew, and would absolutely involuntarily hospitalize me if contacted about my ED.

i became extremely angry, both that my friend would have my mother's and friends' contact information in the first place (we met through tumblr and have only met in person ONCE -- i do not, clearly, have their parents' contact information or even their names, and this was not information i volunteered to them) and that they would use it as an ultimatum. at this point i became extremely furious and basically told them to leave me alone because no one who genuinely cared about me would do that, and i didn't understand why my mental illness was seen as something i HAD to overcome if i wanted to avoid getting literally hospitalized by my mother. at this point they told me that i was refusing to accept help and that i was "aestheticizing killing myself." they then blocked me. i was still fucking angry. i never blocked them from my main, but i did block all their accounts from my sideblog and change the url.

they later unblocked me and we tried to remain civil. we never stopped interacting with each other's posts or whatever. they initiated contact a few times, which i ignored. the first instance they initiated contact was sending me a poem they'd written about the situation, which made me feel like shit, and the second time was just saying "hey." i didn't respond either time because i didn't know how.

i saw a vaguepost that they made on their blog yesterday that basically said they were fucking angry that, after an entire lifetime of struggling to avoid developing an ED, the "person they used to be in love with" was the reason they were developing one. it was clearly about me and i felt a rush of shame so overwhelming that i didn't really know what to do with it. i dmed them to tell them that i loved them and i was sorry, that i didn't mean to hurt them, and that i didn't want things to end like they did. reading back over the message now, it feels very "woe is me" (i was crying while writing it), but basically it just involved me apologizing a million times.

i woke up this morning to their response, which was: "are you saying this because you miss me or because you don't have anyone else left? i don't want to be your last choice." i hadn't gone into the conversation with the intention of regaining their close friendship because, frankly, i don't want that. i hadn't gone into it with a goal in mind. a problem i've had with this friend in the past is that they seem to view a lot of interactions and relationships as almost transactional in a way that i don't (demonstrated by their insistence that i had to talk them about my mental health in the first place). i told them this, and told them i just wanted to apologize and that i loved them. they said that they were sorry, too, but that the timing made them "suspicious," i assume because they know i've been extremely depressed and lonely lately (i just moved to college without any of my best friends and have been making vent posts about it on my main personal blog).

i know it wasn't the intention, but it made me feel like they were using my mental illness against me yet AGAIN, and i stopped apologizing. as i'm typing this i'm trying to decide whether to block them. but i feel like shit about the whole thing, because i was responsible for the formation of their ED, and i feel like i should be able to handle whatever anger they have towards me for that without getting my feelings hurt and being petty. i don't know. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #eating disorder cw

[edenmemes]

asoiaf: clash of kings starters

❝ people often claim to hunger for truth,   but seldom like the taste when it's served up. ❞ ❝ the brightest flame casts the darkest shadow. ❞ ❝ lawless men are everywhere in this dark time. men with cold steel and colder hearts. ❞ ❝ there's no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it. ❞ ❝ he who hurries through life hurries to his grave. ❞ ❝ if half an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. a man is good or he is evil. ❞ ❝ some men are like swords, made for fighting. hang them up and they go to rust. ❞ ❝ sometimes i feel as though you are the best friend i have and sometimes i feel you are my worst enemy. ❞ ❝ i want to weep. i want to be comforted. i’m so tired of being strong. ❞ ❝ crowns do strange things to the heads beneath them. ❞ ❝ i see a deep sadness written upon your face. could it be the sadness of a lost dream? ❞ ❝ this is not you, not your way. you were always just, always hard yet never cruel. ❞ ❝ if you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look him in the face and hear his last words. ❞ ❝ how i have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice. ❞ ❝ i do not like being lied to. leave me out of your next deception. ❞ ❝ i will hurt you for this. i don't know how yet, but give me time. a day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you'll know the debt is paid. ❞ ❝ there are no men like me. there’s only me. ❞ ❝ i will not claim to bear you any great love, no, but i cannot hate you either. ❞ ❝ the only way to keep your people loyal is to make certain they fear you more than they do the enemy. ❞ ❝ there is a sweet innocence about you. ❞ ❝ mercy. that’s a bloody trap. too much and they call you weak, too little and you’re monstrous. ❞ ❝ it is better to be seen as cruel than foolish. ❞ ❝ i’ve waited for you, oh, so many times. now you must wait for me. ❞ ❝ no one has ever died of restlessness, but rashness is another matter. ❞ ❝ i’m not a child, to be soothed with empty promises. ❞ ❝ only blood can wash out blood. ❞ ❝ don’t ever touch me, or i’ll kill you. ❞ ❝ we have leagues to go, and dangers to face. you will need your strength. ❞ ❝ i cannot sleep at night for thinking of your beauty. ❞ ❝ so many vows...they make you swear and swear. defend the king. obey the king. keep his secrets. do his bidding. your life for his. but obey your father. love your sister. protect the innocent. defend the weak. obey the laws. it’s too much. no matter what you do, you’re forsaking one vow or the other. ❞ ❝ somehow i have a feeling i am not going to like what you’re about to say. ❞ ❝ kings have no friends. only subjects and enemies. ❞ ❝ you must be still, you are grievously hurt. you will do yourself great injury. ❞ ❝ your heart is noble, but learn a lesson here. we cannot set the world to rights. ❞ ❝ i mean to be a king, and not of a broken kingdom. ❞ ❝ when i make threats, you’ll know it. ❞ ❝ do you want me dead? is that it? the truth now. ❞ ❝ this time i have to find my own way, and it is hard. so hard. ❞ ❝ i am afraid, but i must be brave. ❞ ❝ it grieves me that it must come to this. ❞ ❝ the kingdom bleeds, and no one lifts a sword to defend it. ❞ ❝ we shall see who is laughing when all of this is done. ❞ ❝ the unseen enemy is always the most fearsome. ❞ ❝ would you like one? you’ve never tasted anything so sweet, i promise you.❞ ❝ i knew a man once who told me i smiled at the wrong things. ❞ ❝ i would be glad to leave this city, if truth be told. ❞ ❝ there is an empty place within me where my heart was once. ❞ ❝ men like that...too honest to live, too noble to shit. ❞ ❝ if truth be told, i’ve never liked you. ❞ ❝ song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. ❞ ❝ only a fool humbles himself when the world is so full of men eager to do that job for him. ❞ ❝ the storms come and go, the waves crash overhead, the big fish eat the little fish, and i keep on paddling. ❞ ❝ mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. even gods die, we think. everything changes. ❞ ❝ i will not be mocked to my face, do you hear me? i will not! ❞ ❝ most sellswords would betray anyone for enough gold. ❞ ❝ tell me that none of this troubles you...and i’ll name you a liar. ❞ ❝ was there ever a war where only one side bled? ❞ ❝ great wrongs have been done you, but the past is dust. the future may yet be won. ❞ ❝ i am growing strangely fond of you.   i may kill you yet, but i think i’d feel sad about it. ❞ ❝ ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow. ❞ ❝ courage and folly are cousins, or so i’ve heard. ❞ ❝ a curious way of fighting. it looks suspiciously like hiding. ❞ ❝ whatever enemy waits out here will not find us so easy to deal with. ❞ ❝ love is poison. a sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same. ❞ ❝ schemes are like fruit, they require a certain ripening. ❞ ❝ i can smell the fear on you. ❞ ❝ when the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. ❞ ❝ no royal is ever late. those who arrive before them have come early, that’s all. ❞ ❝ power resides where men believe it resides. no more and no less. ❞ ❝ you would not force me to reveal all my little secrets, would you? ❞ ❝ sorcery is the sauce fools spoon over failure to hide the flavor of their own incompetence. ❞ ❝ there are ghosts everywhere. we carry them with us wherever we go. ❞ ❝ you stop feeling, you stop thinking, you stop being you, there is only the fight, the foe, this man and then the next and the next and the next. ❞ ❝ terrible times breed terrible things. ❞ ❝ i do not beg. of anyone. mind you remember that. ❞ ❝ betray me, and you’ll wish you hadn’t. ❞ ❝ i do not require your understanding. only your service. ❞ ❝ would that bones could talk. this fellow could tell us much. how he died. ❞ ❝ the wide world is full of people wanting help. would that some could find the courage to help themselves. ❞ ❝ a frightened man is a beaten man. ❞ ❝ the ones who look the most suspicious are likely innocent. it's the ones who look innocent i need to beware. ❞ ❝ it is peaceful here, but for how long? ❞ ❝ the man who kills his own blood is cursed forever in the sights of gods and men. ❞ ❝ a sweet dream. now put it aside, i beg you. it can never be. ❞ ❝ you’re as bad an omen as any raven. ❞ ❝ this is no game, so don’t play the child with me. ❞ ❝ my life is a poor thing, but it is yours. ❞ ❝ they will not love me, you say? when have they ever loved me? how can i lose something i have never owned? ❞ ❝ they're all afraid of me. no one will hurt you again, or i'd kill them. ❞ ❝ i had begun to fear for you. did you meet with trouble? ❞ ❝ i grow ever more admiring of you. ❞ ❝ i’d sooner hold a wine goblet than a battle-axe. ❞ ❝ a lord never lets sentiment get in the way of ambition. ❞ ❝ if you have something to say, say it. ❞ ❝ how can i do my duty if i do not know where it lies?❞ ❝ don’t look at me, not...not like this...not you. ❞ ❝ i’ve broken laws, but i’ve never felt evil until tonight. ❞ ❝ are you here to serve me? or to vex me with arguments? ❞ ❝ men do not love me. they follow me because they fear me. ❞ ❝ why would people run off and leave their homes and everything? what could scare them so much? ❞ ❝ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❞ ❝ let us not get into the habit of names. names are dangerous. ❞ ❝ i do not relish being played for a fool. ❞ ❝ you have said nothing that requires forgiveness. ❞ ❝ perhaps you are wiser than i knew. ❞ ❝ a good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. each should have its own reward. ❞ ❝ you set us a battle we cannot hope to win. ❞ ❝ learn to use your ears more and your mouth less. ❞ ❝ sleep a bit. when you wake, all this will seem a bad dream. ❞ ❝ why should men fight and die for you? ❞ ❝ fuck your questions. you’ll choke on them before you get any answers from me. ❞ ❝ i am certain of nothing in this fickle and treacherous world. ❞ ❝ a good lord comforts and protects the weak and helpless. ❞ ❝ is a secret still a secret if everyone knows it? ❞ ❝ look around you. they’re all liars here...and every one better than you. ❞ ❝ i have a role to play, and you must do the same. ❞ ❝ sadly, no victory is without cost. ❞ ❝ this is evil, unthinkable...please, listen to me. ❞ ❝ is that what troubles you, that some fool call you cowardly? ❞ ❝ you must forgive me if i have spoken to you harshly in the past. ❞ ❝ a sweet offer...yet sweets can be poisoned. ❞ ❝ how beautiful you look tonight. ❞ ❝ the day is won, and yet you do not smile. the living should smile, for the dead cannot. ❞ ❝ the time for talk is done. now we see who is stronger. ❞ ❝ i am no stranger to nightmares. ❞ ❝ so much villainy; it sings a sad song for our age. did honour die with our fathers? ❞ ❝ some men are born to be killed. ❞ ❝ come if you like, but if you can’t keep up, don’t think that i’ll nurse you along. ❞ ❝ i will kill him. i swear it. i swear it. ❞ ❝ this is madness, but sooner madness than defeat. defeat is death and shame. ❞ ❝ does it give you joy to scare people? ❞ ❝ when i require your counsel i shall ask for it. ❞ ❝ will you put away your blade? ❞ ❝ need an escort? the talk is, the streets are dangerous. ❞ ❝ it is ill to keep a lady waiting. ❞ ❝ kneeling won’t save you now. stand up. ❞ ❝ you’re very pleased with yourself, aren’t you? why? ❞ ❝ do you think i wish to be here? ❞ ❝ don’t you know how i have cared for you, lived for you, loved you despite all? ❞ ❝ see, there is nothing to fear. ❞ ❝ you have a cheerful way of grieving. ❞ ❝ a dream, that’s all it was. it meant nothing. ❞ ❝ a dog doesn’t need courage to chase off rats. ❞ ❝ the gods give with one hand and take with the other. ❞ ❝ only a man like you would be proud of such an act. ❞ ❝ i cannot answer for the gods. ❞ ❝ it’s swords i need, not blessings. ❞ ❝ you look very lovely today. ❞ ❝ they said you were dead. ❞ ❝ all sorts of people are calling themselves kings these days. ❞ ❝ you need me, whether you care to admit it or no. ❞ ❝ be quiet and kiss me. ❞

#roleplay meme #roleplay starters #rp meme #rp starters

[lazycats-stuff]

Bruce Wayne x child!male!reader

Summary: Bruce and his son (Y/N) go through the first day of school. (Y/N) is scared, but his father and brothers are there to help him.

Warning: Fluff, Bruce and the boys being soft for their baby brother.

Bruce tried not to be emotional right now. His son (Y/N) was ready to go to school, but Bruce is not ready to let him go. He grew up far to quickly for Bruce's liking. The others didn't like it too. They wanted their little bird to be little bird forever and not grow up.

He watched from the kitchen island as (Y/N) was sitting in Damian's lap, drinking orange juice through a straw. How time flies...

" Are you alright master Bruce? " Alfred asked walking past him.

" Not really. I don't want (Y/N) to grow up. Ever. "

" I know that feeling too. He is too adorable to grow up. "

Bruce took a long sip of his coffee to wake up. Patrol was a mess last night and the boys and him could barley function, but they were going to be there for their baby bird. He really can't miss his first day of school.

Bruce made sure to pick the best school he could. It was a private one, but it had amazing security. Bruce still gets mad at himself when he remembers the kidnapping at the gala. He already gave the school the list who can pick up (Y/N). It was all of them and there would be no problem with that. The next problem on their hands is getting (Y/N) to school.

" But I don't want to go. " (Y/N) whined in Damian's lap.

Bruce and the boys tried everything to get (Y/N) to like it. Even if they had to threw in a few lies here and there... But that is not the point.

" But you have to. We all have to go somewhere we don't want to, but it's your first day and you are going to love it. First days are always amazing. " Damian tried, taking a mug full of strong coffee to wake up.

" But I want to be with you guys! "

" I know that baby bird, we all want to stay with you as well, but we can't. Those are the rules. "

(Y/N) huffed and pouted, crossing his arms. Bruce smiled and leaned forward and started smoothing the frown.

" Where are your brothers? " Bruce asked Damian.

" I don't know. "

" Baby bird, how about we wake them up? " Damian asked his younger brother, who nodded.

" We will be back father. "

Bruce sighed and waived them off. He wasn't going to go upstairs and see the chaos that was about to ensue. Had Damian decided to do this alone, without (Y/N), he would have been killed. No doubt.

He could hear some screams, but drank his coffee. Was he going to check what happened up there? No. (Y/N) was not going to get hurt. Damian? He might get something broken in retaliation.

" You are not going to check, are you? " Alfred asked.

" Nope. "

Alfred smiled, washing the dishes.

" At this rate, you are going to be late. "

" Well, what can you do? I can always say first day of school. And I have 5 boys, so they will believe me. "

The was a sound like something crashed, then there was silence. Damian ventured down to the kitchen, holding (Y/N) who was smiling.

" Who got hurt? " Bruce asked.

" Nobody father. "

Bruce simply nodded. He doesn't need to know more.

" Papa. " (Y/N) asked, reaching out.

Bruce took him into his arms, reliving Damian of being (Y/N)'s carrier. The rest of the brothers ventured down, glaring at Damian, but smiling at the youngest. They were already dressed and ready to go.

" Do you guys need any coffee before we go? " Bruce asked.

They all shook their heads and off they went. Bruce prepared himself for a battle with his youngest.

" Papa! I don't want to go... Please. "

" You have to baby bird, I don't want you to go as well, but I have to. You will have fun, I promise you that. Would I ever lie to you baby bird? " Bruce asked his son.

(Y/N) shook his head and muttering a no.

" I know it's scary, first days sometimes are, but you are going to be fine. "

(Y/N) laid his head on Bruce's shoulder as they went to the garage to pick a car. He picked a black car and the boys made sure that (Y/N) was strapped in.

" Everyone ready? "

The unenthusiastic yesses he got were enough of an answer. Bruce forced himself not to laugh. This is the usual first days of school that he was used to.

" Okay, baby bird. We are here. "

" It looks scary papa. "

Jason wanted to agree, but Tim smacked the back of his head. Jason glared at him, but Tim was unfazed.

" Don't worry, I will take you to the classroom. "

Everyone left the car and said goodbye to (Y/N) for the day, giving him hugs and kisses and some encouraging words. Dick was trying not to cry. After Bruce took (Y/N)'s hand and was out of earshot, Dick sniffled.

" He grew up to fast. "

" Pull yourself together Grayson, we are in public. "

Tim and Jason agreed, but Jason glared at Tim.

" I smacked you because you were going to agree with (Y/N). We don't need him to freak out. "

Jason rolled his eyes at Tim, ignoring Dick's sobs.

" What is this family? " He asked himself.

Bruce could barley function at work. He couldn't focus and the only thing he could think of was (Y/N). Is he doing okay? He just wanted to go to the school and pick him up right now, but he knew that (Y/N) needed to be there. He needs to socialize.

He had hoped that he is a social butterfly and not a hermit. Maybe... Just maybe it could happen.

Bruce could only hope.

Bruce stood in front of the car, waiting for (Y/N) to come out. He tapped his fingers against his forearm. He smiled once he saw (Y/N). He was talking to the a girl with curly black hair and a blond boy. (Y/N) said goodbye to his new friends and ran to his father.

" Hey baby bird, how was it? "

" It was great! "

And Bruce listened to his son as they were driving home, still excited from the first day. And he was more than happy to chat his brother's ears off. They didn't mind at all.

Bruce was listening to (Y/N)'s day, relishing in the memory that was now burned into his memory. (Y/N) was sitting in Bruce's lap, waving his hands in the air to demonstrate what he was saying.

" Papa! "

" What? "

" You are not listening! "

" I am baby bird, don't worry. "

(Y/N) carried on without a care in the world. When he was finished Bruce asked him what he wanted to know.

" And was it scary? "

" No papa. "

Bruce kissed (Y/N)'s head and tickled him. (Y/N) shrieked with laughter, filling the room with his laughter. The boys and Bruce watched their baby bird, smiling alongside their father. Even Damian, the toughest nut to crack, was smiling. Alfred took a picture from the side, for the family album. (Y/N) was the glue needed to make this family somewhat normal. They all needed him, just like (Y/N) needs them.

#bruce wayne x child!male reader #dc comics #dc x male reader #batman x male reader #fluff #dick grayson x male reader #damian x male reader #tim drake x male reader #jason todd x male reader

[imaginefan]

Blackmail

Damon Salvatore X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 776

Requested: Anon

Request: You're sneaking around dating Damon, but Katherine finds out and tries to black mail you into threatening to tell everyone. (I'm not sure where else to go with this other that that) one shot.

You and Damon had been dating for a little while now and despite everything, people were still finding it hard to trust him, you didn’t blame them you were the same before he started trying to prove himself to you, since then he had saved you on many occasions and has not lied either (as far as you know). Damon was the one who had asked you to keep the relationship a secret, he said that he wanted you to get to know him for who he was and for the rest of your friends to learn to trust him on their own merit, some might have called you naive but you wanted to give him a chance.

Kathrine had become the new problem for you and your friends and while you were trying to stay out of the way given the fact that you were human she still managed to find you when you were on your own, it was one of the rare occasions that Damon hadn’t decided to meet you. “There you are!” You assumed that she was trying to pretend to be Elena but you had seen her already and even without having seen her this morning you would have known that she wasn’t Elena. “What do you want?” You asked. “You know who I am?” She asked. “I know that you're not Elena.” You said as you got out everything that you needed to start studying. “Alright then we can get down to the good stuff.” She smirked as she sat down at the table folding her hands together as she looked at you, “I know about you and Damon.” She said with a smirked and you looked at her for a second before going back to your notes. “Okay…” You mumbled as you started jotting down the things that were worth studying as you waited for her to speak again. “I’ll tell them.” She said as she leaned on her hand, you looked up at her again and shrugged. “What do you get from that?” You asked. “Well nothing apart from hurting you, but if you want me to keep the secret all you need to do is be my little spy.” She said and shook your head. “Go ahead and tell them, I never wanted to keep this a secret.” You answered, she looked at you for a second before sighing. “I really thought that was going to work, you're human so I have to be careful about where I hurt you otherwise they’ll all be asking questions.” She murmured more to herself than anyone else as she stood up and walked around the table to stand next to your chair. “I guess you can play off a broken arm.” She reached out to grab your arm but before she could come into contact with you someone else grabbed her. “Don’t even think about it.” You recognised the voice as Damon's; he pushed her away as he put himself between you and Katherine. “Damon, why are you ruining my fun?” She asked “I thought she was just your human toy… Surely you can still play with her if she’s a little broken?” “Get away from her.” Damon said again and this time she tutted before turning and walking away.

Damon turned to you once she was gone crouching and taking your face in his hands “are you okay?” He asked, looking over your face and hands for injuries. “Damon, someone's going to see Jeremy and Matt work here.” You reminded him. “I don’t care, answer me are you okay?” He asked drawing your attention back to him, you nodded once and he let out a breath. “What did she want?” “She wanted me to work as her spy, she probably thought that because I was human I’d be the easiest to manipulate but she tried blackmail first.” You explained. “What?” He asked. “She’s probably going to tell the others about us, I don’t know how she found out but she did.” You shrugged. “Don’t worry I’ll find a way to fix it.” He promised and you pulled back to catch his eye. “I’m not worried.” You said, his eyes shifted across your face as if trying to find a tell that you were lying and when he didn’t find anything he nodded. “Then we’ll deal with it.” Damon said as you nodded, he started grabbing all of your stuff and putting it in your bag. “What are you doing?” You asked. “You're coming back to the boarding house, you can study there.” He said. “Fine.” You said as he took your bag and followed you out of the door.

Requests and general question!

#the vampire diaries preference #the vampire diaries one shot #the vampire diaries imagine #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore imagine #damon salvatore one shot #damon salvatore #imagine #oneshot #one shot #reader insert #x reader

[calliesmemes]

A HOME FOR THE HEART

ASSORTED QUOTES PULLED FROM TUMBLR POSTS, PINTEREST POSTS, AND SONGS.

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   Half of seeming clever is learning when to keep your mouth shut. ”

“   I don’t understand … what exactly are you doing? ”

“   Fun isn’t something I’m particularly familiar with. ”

“   I will be gentle with your heart — I promise. ”

“   You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known. ”

“   If we beat ourselves up after a mistake, we add shame onto the guilt and frustration that we already feel about our mistake. ”

“   Your pain is safe with me and I will stay with you longer than your sorrows if you let me. ”

“   I am broken, and full of contradictions. ”

“   We cannot afford avoiding the fight for growth and understanding, even when that fight is as painful as it’s bound to be. ”

“   At the moment, I am quite busy tearing down who I once was. ”

“   You have to challenge yourself, and keep learning new things. ”

“   I implore you — it’s time to come back from the dark. ”

“   You’re dangerous, but you lack ambition. ”

“   I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. I even fooled myself. ”

“   You will miss so much by being guarded. ”

“   What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast. ”

“   I know what it feels like to lose someone you love. ”

“   By all means break the rules, and break them beautifully and deliberately and well. ”

“   We can't do whatever we want. There are ways we have to act. There are things we have to say. But we can think whatever we want. ”

“   I think I love nearly everyone I have ever met. ”

“   It is the destiny of stars to collapse. ”

“   I belong to you. ”

“   What I was before wasn’t good for me. ”

“   Leave me to my own absurdity. ”

“   I have such trust in you, my heart. My dear, dear heart. ”

“   I’m restless and harsh and despairing. ”

“   You can be better than this. ”

“   I am not arrogant; I simply know my place. It’s quite far above yours. ”

“   Should I regret what I became, or should I regret what I didn’t become? ”

“   You are too nostalgic; you want memory to secure you, console you. ”

“   I am afraid to experience what I don’t understand — I always want the guarantee of at least thinking that I understand. ”

“   My heart is too good to be silent. ”

“   The quiet of the night is astonishingly beautiful. ”

“   When a person tells you that you hurt them, you don’t get to decide that you didn’t. ”

“   I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then. ”

“   It’s frightening that there’s no guarantee you’ll be loved. ”

“   I think too deeply about everything. I still don’t know if that allows me to see more of the world, or less of it. ”

“   The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies. ”

“   See, forgiveness doesn't happen all at once. It's not an event―it's a process. ”

“   You must walk alone to find your soul. ”

“   I like flaws. I think they make things interesting. ”

“   People can easily forget that others are human. ”

“   By one act, I have ruined everything. ”

“   My bloodline is irrelevant to my value. ”

“   Everyone says forgiveness is a lovely idea, until they have something that they need to forgive. ”

“   Who are you to judge me? ”

“   Poets — they can be soldiers, too. ”

“   I’m afraid to let go. ”

“   People can’t feel truly loved if they don’t feel seen for who they truly are. ”

“   Grief always grows back. ”

“   Maybe lying is itself a kind of art. ”

“   What thing worthy of love can be found in me? ”

“   I don't know anything anymore. Is that normal? Is it normal for someone to just go blank? ”

“   This was always going to happen. ”

“   I found with you a life force that I thought I’d lost. ”

“   I fear I will be ripped open and found unsightly. ”

“   We cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever. ”

“   If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul, you haven’t experienced poetry. ”

“   My life has changed, and I’m changing with it. ”

“   Things are sweeter when they’re lost. ”

“   How foolish we are to believe that we are more powerful than the sea or the sky. ”

“   Grief is really just love. It’s all the love that you want to give, but cannot. ”

“   They think that I’m purely decorative, and they’re fools for not knowing better. ”

“   Isolation is a way to know ourselves. ”

“   How many people am I? Who am I? ”

“   I learned a lot about being a friend when I was alone. ”

“   Stories make us more alive, more human, more courageous, more loving. ”

“   I love you, but I cannot survive you. ”

“   Shame keeps us stuck. It’s a paralyzing emotion. ”

“   I am, at present, wrestling with my own private angels. ”

“   You’re looking for this wonderful thing that you may never get. ”

“   If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life. ”

“   Come on; dance with me. ”

“   If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant. ”

“   You don't always need to be getting stuff done. Sometimes it's perfectly okay, and absolutely necessary, to shut down and do nothing. ”

“   What would you ask for, if you knew that the answer would be yes? ”

“   Love is also a violence, and it cannot be undone. ”

“   Some things are more precious because they don’t last long. ”

“   You are afraid to die, and you are afraid to live. ”

“   I do understand — and it is terrible. ”

“   How do you become so empty? Who takes everything out of you? ”

“   I can’t abandon the person that I used to be. ”

“   Strength is what I want. Strength not to endure, I have that and it has made me weak — but strength to act. ”

“   I want everything back the way it was. But there is no point, this wanting. ”

“   My guilt will not purify me. ”

“   I guess I thought that by now, I’d be done with shame. ”

“   My father and I are more alike than I’d care to admit. ”

“   I am not asking. I’m begging — please. ”

“   It was a long time ago. It doesn’t matter anymore. ”

“   You people do not understand me, and I am afraid that you never will. ”

“   Endure what you deserve. ”

“   I pity the dark life that you live. ”

“   Don’t be the sort of person who needs to be held. ”

“   I am beginning to despair and can only see two choices: go mad, or go holy. ”

“   We are enemies linked together. ”

“   What lived and died between us haunts me still. ”

“   Betrayal already points to love. You can’t betray an acquaintance. ”

“   The dead only return for love or for revenge. Which did you come back for? ”

“   Every version of the story ends with you being slaughtered. ”

“   How can I ask anyone to love me, when all I can do is beg to be left alone? ”

“   If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier. ”

“   We are nothing more or less than what we choose to reveal. ”

“   How dangerous to finally have something worth losing. ”

“   Peace was never an option. ”

“   I will not water myself down to make my suffering more digestible for you! ”

“   Talent is insignificant. I know a lot of talented ruins. ”

“   Beyond a certain point, there is no return. ”

“   Anger is hard to ignore. ”

“   It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire. ”

“   Broken girls blossom into warriors. ”

“   I don’t know if I believe in rage as something always acting in opposition to tenderness. I believe, more often, in the two as braided together. ”

“   But it was too much. All of it was too much. ”

“   Time just gets away from us. ”

“   I’d rather live with a tender heart, because that is the key to feeling the beat of all the other hearts. ”

“   I’m afraid he’s going to hurt me. ”

“   The core of me is untouched. ”

“   I must have been very hard for him to love. ”

“   I understand now that I'm not a mess, but a deeply feeling person in a messy world. ”

“   Why couldn't people's insides match their outsides? The world would be such a wonderful place if the nicer someone was, the more beautiful they became. ”

#askbox meme #askbox prompt #rp ask meme #ask box #roleplay sentence meme #sentence starters #roleplay prompts #roleplay sentence starters #* sentence meme #rpc help

[ghostlyloversworld]

➶➶➶➶➶ 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒆 ➷➷➷➷➷

𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑼𝑺 𝑺𝑵𝑶𝑾 𝑿 𝑭𝑬𝑴 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑨! - 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈! 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙮𝙤, 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝘾𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝘼/𝙘- 𝙄 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙮𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙨 <3

𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜- 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙚 𝙗𝙮 , 𝙀𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙢 𝙛𝙩 𝙍𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.

He looks at her from the side " who was he? " his voice drips with venom as he had just caught some dude giving her flowers her hands became slippery " oh uh.. " she stuttered " I-its.. A nobody" He scoffed " a nobody?.. Come on you loved the attention that boy gave you..don't lie to me .. " he glared at her it was so sharp The air in the closed room became rather hard to bare with the obvious fact that Coriolanus wasn't happy no worse. He was jealous, jealous that some boy gave her flowers no one was allowed to do that only Coriolanus could do that. Not some random boy who for all he knew could be a district boy

I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now, there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe, but I still fight while I can fight As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight High off of love, drunk from her hate It's like I'm huffing paint and I love her, the more I suffer I suffocate and right before I'm about to drown She resuscitates me, she fucking hates me And I love it, "Wait Where you going?" "I'm leaving you" "No you ain't, come back" We're running right back, here we go again It's so insane 'cause when it's going good, it's going great I'm Superman, with the wind at his back, she's Lois Lane But when it's bad, it's awful I feel so ashamed, I snapped, "Who's that dude?" I don't even know his name, I laid hands on her I'll never stoop so low again, I guess I don't know my own strength.

The thought of a district boy flirting with his girl made him furries so when his sweetheart Girl left the room he turned to the peacekeepers " Go find that boy and bring him to the hanging tree" the peacekeepers glance at each other " but sir.. " Coriolanus grows " No buts.. Now go find him! Or you'll be hanging from the hanging tree" he snapped at the peacekeepers " right away sir " both said before walking out to find the boy

He finally walks back over to his desk and writes ' Kill the boy who gave her flowers ' and slips the note into his pocket his hand writing was always so neat. He was a politician after all so he had to have neat hand writing or else.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.

You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when you're with 'em? You meet, and neither one of you, even know what hit 'em Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills, used to get 'em Now you're getting fucking sick of looking at 'em You swore you've never hit 'em, never do nothing to hurt 'em Now you're in each other's face Spewing venom in your words when you spit 'em You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em Throw 'em down, pin 'em, so lost in the moments when you're in 'em It's the rage that took over, it controls you both So they say you're best to go your separate ways Guess that they don't know ya 'cause today, that was yesterday Yesterday is over, it's a different day Sound like broken records playin' over But you promised her, next time you'll show restraint You don't get another chance, life is no Nintendo game But you lied again Now you get to watch her leave out the window Guess that's why they call it window pane.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ˏˋ°•*⁀➷·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.

Everyone watches as the boy was brought to the hanging tree by the peacekeepers The boy panicked tries to get out the gasp of the tight hold that they kept on him pushing him through the crowd of people they brought him up to the hanging tree

They put the rope around his neck and made it fit so when he won't be able to get out they pulled on the other side of the rope people watched as he lifted off the ground and his feet kick until he no longer struggles

Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean Then we fall back into the same patterns Same routine, but your temper's just as bad as mine is You're the same as me, when it comes to love, you're just as blinded Baby, please come back, it wasn't you Baby, it was me, maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much to walk away though Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk? Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall Next time? There won't be no next time I apologize, even though I know it's lies I'm tired of the games, I just want her back, I know I'm a liar If she ever tries to fucking leave again I'm a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire.

Coriolanus had a smirk Plastered on his face he had to get the message to people that.. That girl is his sweetheart no one Else can ever have her

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.

#coryo snow #coriolanus snow x reader #x fem!reader #tbosas #hunger games

[christinebloodwrittings]

Something exactly like this

Pairing: Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none that I can think of.

Words: 2256

Chapter five: The rebel and me

Taglist: @xoxobabe @lavndrluv @whatamidoing89 @theboyrisingfromstardust

You: Hey, it's Y/n, we met at the concert.

Hobie: Panic attack girl?

You: Yeah, Hobie right?

Hobie: Indeed, tell me luv, how did you get this number?

You: Your friend spider gave it to me, says you're trustworthy.

Hobie: He's a hell of a guy.

You: Seems so.

Hobie: Is there anything I can do for you?

You: Did you know our friends set us up the other day?

Hobie: Yeah, Jess is not that discreet. I didn't mind, but I can't say the same about you.

You: what do you mean?

Hobie: Well, I know how I look, but your face told me I disgusted you.

You: I promise you, that's not it.

Hobie: I choose to believe you, tho I'm still wounded.

You: What can I do to make you feel better?

Hobie: Now that you mention it, I have another gig downtown, tomorrow night, come see me.

You: I'm not into concerts, you saw that.

Hobie: We're live streaming it, you can stay in my dressing room and watch it, safe and away from the crowd.

You: That actually doesn't seem half bad.

Hobie: Plus my makeup guy bailed on me, Jess told me you did her makeup once or twice, so if you could give me a hand it would mean the world.

You: I can't promise to do it professionally, but I can do my best.

Hobie: I'll send you the address, the show is at eight, be there at seven.

I put the phone away, sinking into the sheets. I think I blinked twice and when I looked at my phone again it was 3 a.m.

Curse fucking 3 am.

FUCK the horrible 3 a.m insomnia that brought my heart to push the play button, my ex's message, his voice and his words were like an anchor on the dark part of the ocean, and it kept pulling me further down under.

He wasn't really in any way the man I needed.

But he was who I wanted.

I longed for his touch, never taking into consideration how much he belittled me, or how many times he hurt me, I still wanted him.

It took me a year, to realize he was taking advantage of my devotion and loyalty, deep within me I just knew he wasn't the one, the endless crying told me that.

But I wanted his kisses, his touch, his laugh, his whole being to be beside me, his hips thrusting into me, his hands taking control of my body against the sheets. Making me moan into oblivion. I forgot many times how much he hurt me just to be like that with him.

It ended being like hugging acid, the more I tried, more patches of skin burnt off my body.

My body wasn't the same after him, after the cops, it was too much all of a sudden.

The incident had me looking rather broken, he noticed, but he took his sweet time into making me believe he loved every part of me. My friend made me realize, he just wanted attention and love, without the commitment of a relationship, and I fell for his promises and his caresses. All the times he claimed he loved me, suddenly meant nothing.

Writing or talking about how it felt when I had to let go, makes the feeling look so little and meaningless.

I missed him more than words are able to describe, he was everything and more to me. My first love.

I wanted to call him, to beg him to give me another chance, that I could be better. Tell him I missed him, that we could start over. But then I remember how much of a stab to my heart was to realize he cheated me with who knows how many girls, tricked me into being in a threesome with his ex girlfriend and him, and after three months into that polyamorous thing, we both realized there was a third girl.

I was never going to be enough, he begged her not to go away, but he discarded me in seconds, told me we could still be friends.

He had lied and cheated on me for a year; part of me knew and was just disappointed, ready to take revenge actions. The other curled against a corner of my mind and cried, screaming, begging for him not to say those words.

I didn't wanted him as a friend, not with my feelings burning my insides, so I just left, never called him though how much I wanted to, and he never talked to me again. Last thing I knew about him was that he went to a concert with the ex of one of his best friends, now you get what type of person he is.

"Y/n, Happy birthday my love, I hope you have a great day, in whatever you do today, enjoy the movie, I'll see you later tonight, I'll call you to let you know I'm close so you don't wait for me alone ok? I miss you, love you so much...have a great day".

I couldn't seem to forget him, he just kept resurfacing. Even more when trying to calm down the fire of need inside me, focusing on something random, a fictional character from a book, an actor... anything.

"FUCK!" Silently my rage was just too much to bare. My skin was on fire, the blood raised to my brain and that was enough to get me out of bed.

In moments of sadness or stress, instant ramen.

I slept a couple of hours, out of sheer luck really, the day at work passed by fast, almost as if it was trying to race me into something.

Finally it was around five in the afternoon, got to say, if it wasn't for Jess, I wouldn't notice myself tapping anxiously against the counter.

"Hey, I heard you're gonna go to Hobie's thing tonight" she had a singing tone, something she did to be obviously interested in the subject, and being highly suggestive about it.

"Yeah he asked me to be there at seven, I'm not sure I'll make it tho" it was about an hour of travel by public services, but my shift wasn't over yet.

"Because of the shift? I already told the boss I'll cover for you, so, go get changed or you'll be late" she nearly shoved me in direction to the back, excitedly so.

"You really want me to go out with him, huh?" She nodded with a huge smile.

"A quick date wouldn't hurt ya', maybe it will make you feel less depressed" it stung more than I could stand, I wanted to confront her, say that she should mind her own business, or to fuck off, but as many conversations with her in the past, it was going to end fruitless.

So I just changed and left, my pride shoved right down my throat.

After forty minutes underground and another 18 by bus, I managed to arrive at the pub. It was nothing quiet, a notorious establishment that stands out among the white fancy boutiques and houses that surround it. Mostly barnished wood from the outside, lots of records hanged by colorful threads under the name sign.

"Welcome fellow music lover, to the "Sundown", can I interest you with a drink?" By the door a punk-dressed waiter smiled at me, "Maybe later, I'm here for Hobie" He looked up and down on me, made a weird out face and sighed, "You sure as hell don't look like a groupie. Behind the stage there's a door, end of the corridor, the door with the star" he lazily pointed out.

I offered him a half smile, he turned so rude all of a sudden, it creep me out. Good thing I don't look like a potencially crazy person, or whatever that jackass meant by that.

I knocked on the door a few times, the ruckus inside poured out from under the door, so clearly couldn't hear me banging the door, I sounded like the freaking police. I did refrained from screaming "FBI open up", given that they have a reputation with cops, and who would be stupid enough to get hurt because of a prank? Not me, but I can't deny it crossed my mind.

"Heya darling~, what ya' doin' so far from the world lil' bird?" The one I assumed to be the drummer opened the door, took a second and worded out his phrase, making me instinctively take a step back. He chuckled given my lack of response, "I know I'm quite a sight, love, but don't undress me with those heaven eyes" Pushed his hair back and leaned forward, but got his ass dragged inside by Jess's boyfriend.

"Hey, I'm pulling my tricks man!" He whined, "That cheap shit never worked on anyone, and overall, not on her, she's my girl's best friend" he really put a halt on him.

"Thank you, Marcus" He turned his head towards me and nodded, not a very worded man, not unless it was absolutely necessary. "Whatever, what is she doin' here?" He let himself fall on the tiny seat behind his drums, pointing me with a drumstick. "This lovely señorita is here to enjoy the show and assist me with my makeup" Hobie walked up to him, took his sticks with a swift sway and worded a "Don't even dare" to him before turning back to me.

"I brought a few stuff I had lying around, didn't know if you would have equipment" he smiled, taking one my hands into his, "I indeed had nothing, you're a lifesaver" He winked.

Still with my hand in his, he walked towards a back couch, moved away a few music gadgets and his guitar away, took seat and pulled so I was just standing in between his legs.

"You go out mate, try on the drums on stage, I don't want my stylist to have any disturbances" His glare was subtle but he mean it, the jerk stood up and took off, leaving us alone.

I noticed carefully the fishnet shirt he rocked, it showed his torso almost completely, but that was smartly complemented with a denim black jacket, adorned with a plethora of pins and colorful patches.

"Better?" He smirked, "Much, thank you" he handed me a photo of a woman with a high sharp makeup, "You sure you want this?" He looked at the picture again and the at me, "Too much?" I shook my head, "I'll go with my hunch, then if you don't like it, I'll do what you wanted at first" he smiled and relaxed his body into the sofa.

He closed his eyes, sighing only a few times while I worked the tiny brush along his eyelid, "Next time, I'll be the one kicking his ass" he murmured making me giggle a little, "Don't move or I'll poke your eye" he was the one to smile, "Sorry".

"The waiter basically called me boring, is this not concert clothing?" I blended the line that I had just outlined, in the direction of the temple, the ink was taking shape on his skin, a standard smoky eye, but the gold eyeliner that I had brought was going to highlight his brown eyes perfectly.

"I think you look fairly cute, he's blind I say" he still had his eyes closed, so I guess he's the kind of man to actually take a notice on small details.

"You look rather dashing, like born to call attention on yourself, you'll be lucky to make it out alive if they catch you" his sudden frown almost made me lose balance with the eyeliner.

"They?" He murmured confused, as if he was that naive. I referred to his fans, he seemed to have understood it that way, by the time he had finished with his ohos, I gently painted his lips with a black gel lipstick.

"Mmh, do me a favor then" he spoke after a while, taking the lipstick off my hand and gesturing me to lean towards him. He then caressed the underside of my jaw with his fingers, making a little pressure and pulling my face forward.

He took the cap off, his free hand now gently holding the back of my head in place, before applying the back ink on my lips, his eyes fixed on me.

"Now, leave a kiss on me, anywhere" he acomodated himself on the couch, pulling his jacket down his arms a bit, seeing him so exposed made me feel an unexpected heat on my cheeks.

"What for?" I guess the laugh he got out of me was out of sheer awkwardness, either that, or he really had me blushing.

He took my hand, gently making me sit on his lap, he was so beautifully hypnotic, my body moved on it's own.

"I wanna cause some riot, have a little fun. Now, leave me a kiss, a bite mark, a hickey, 'm good with anythin' darling...please?" He pleaded, softly, very close to my ear. His hand moved up and gently held my back, his thumb making small circles.

"Can't have one of your friends do it?" I had my hands on his shoulders, but I had them almost hovering, I didn't wanted him to notice how much I was shaking.

"Not even at gunpoint, love, please? Pizza afterwards, your pick, my treat" his hand brushing my hair made my decision easier.

"Deal, but don't blame me if they kill you".

#hobie x you #hobie x reader #hobie spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #spider punk #hobie x y/n #hobie brown #spiderman #atsv hobie #hobie brown x you #hobie brown smut #spiderpunk

[yellowroseswrites]

Hey, could I get Matt murdock with #8 and #20 off of your most recent prompt list? Maybe with a reader who has self harm problems? Thank you so much!

Here you are lovely, sorry for the insanely long wait :)

TW- Self harm mentions, I tried staying as gn as possible but I'll have to re-edit to be sure, reader hurt their arm but nothing else is specific I don't think, a little ooc matt, Written on mobile :(

817 words, enjoy!

“Are you alright?”

A simple question really. Not one that should scare you as much as it does, but it’s coming from Matt.

Your all-knowing, no-nonsense super boyfriend. The one who can tell you more about yourself than you’ll ever know and the one who sees you best without ever really seeing you.

He just returned from his “night job” as you called it. He kept bad guys off the streets while you were left at home to fight your own demons.

The answer to his question is no, but he didn’t deserve to hear that. You should be asking him if he’s alright, not the other way around. So you did what you do best, you hid and you lied.

“Of course, ‘m just tired. How was your night?” A simple lie, but a lie nonetheless. You didn’t like lying to your sweet, loving boyfriend, but you also didn’t like the idea of telling him about your most recent relapse either. 

He hummed slightly as he managed to change into his sleeping clothes, a nice baggy shirt and sweatpants that highlighted everything they should. He tossed one of his shirts over to you, with far too much aim and accuracy for a blind man, “Here, it’ll be more comfortable, it’s supposed to get warm in the morning.”

Okay, this is great, this is fine, it’ll be fine. He won’t notice. You slowly took off the sweatshirt you were wearing, paying careful attention to your fresh bandages. 

You don’t know why you relapsed, and you aren't even quite sure why you started harming yourself in the first place, but it’s been something that you have fallen back on time and time again. You had told Matt about your issues with it, and he was nothing but kind and understanding. You ended that conversation with a promise to stay clean, you promised you would talk to him before doing anything, and you promised you wouldn’t lie about it if you ever did it again.

So, you’ve broken three promises tonight, and you would really like it if your super-senses boyfriend wouldn’t sense the guilt that is practically flowing out of your being. 

You finally manage to get the sweatshirt off of you as quietly as you can. You pull the t-shirt on over your head and Matt almost immediately turns your way.

“Do you have a bandage on?” 

Your heart nearly stops. You try your best to even out your breathing, you don’t want Matt to notice that you’re stressed. You take a breath before answering, “What? No, why?”

He walks a little closer to you, while still keeping his distance. He’s only hesitant when you’re panicking. He knows, he knows, he knows. “I heard it. I heard the fabric and the bandage, I-. Please tell me you didn't hurt yourself again."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You stayed silent.

“Im sorry, i shouldnt word it like that. You can tell me if you did.”

“No, no I can’t, you’re gonna be mad at me, you're gonna leave me, i-.” You couldn't breathe. You were looking at the ground, your hands scratching at your sides. You weren't sure when Matt made his way to you, but soon enough you felt his arms wrap around you. You smelled his body wash and gripped his shirt to ground yourself. You caught your breath before removing yourself from him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay, I'm not mad. Just go take a seat on the bed okay?"

You did as he said, sitting on the edge of the large bed. You watched as he made his way to the bathroom. You heard some scrambling and a few sighs, but you let him be. It took about 5 minutes before he walked out again. When he reappeared he was holding a trash bag in one hand and a first aid kit in the other.

"What are you doing?" You asked quietly.

He placed the trash bag by the door, "Taking care of you."

"Why?"

He sat next to you and opened the kit, "Because you clearly can't do it yourself." He grabbed your bandaged arm, making sure to stay as gentle as possible. "I'm going to redo your bandages okay? If you don't change them out you're gonna get infected."

You simply nodded and let him do as he wished. Your gaze stayed strictly on the ground. You didn't want to see his face as he ran his fingers along your wounds, even though you could hear the change in his breathing. You hated this, you hated feeling so exposed to him, but he somehow managed to make you feel safe.

He finished rewrapping your wounds before letting you lay back against the pillows. He put up the first aid kit and crawled into bed with you, pulling you as close to him as possible. 

"Goodnight Angel."

#yellowroseswrites #comfort fics #x reader #x reader fic #self h@rm #sh!reader #matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x y/n #matt murdock x you #matt murdock comfort #comfort blurb

[mrsspringerslover]

Shit talker

Summary I’m which todo catches you talking ‘bout him to your friends, telling them lies so he plots against you.

Warning: Todo being mean to reader, rough sex, hair pulling, Mean!but dumb! Reader, selfish!todo, dumbifacation, writer DOES NOT know how to spell, broken bed, strong!todo, mentions of yuji

It was a Saturday and you were bored and there was nothing to do, and you didn’t want to go outside because it was way to fucking hot. Nun of your friends had anything good to do so you were on the phone with them, “gurl it ain’t nun to do! And todo working out as if he ain’t baking in that hot funky ass gym.” You complained, “gurl why don’t you just go get ice cream with him! Sum of us wish we had a man.” Maki rolls her eyes and the other girls agree.

“Gurl you saying that as if you weren’t fucking that 30 year old man last week!” This gurl is so dramatic I swear, “ I hate to say this but when todo is working out and training his trainee’s he acts like there bitches!” Before your friend could say something you heard the front door slam. That’s when you knew you fucked up. “Y’all I think todo heard me” “ girl no he didn’t you just hearing stuff” you weren’t just hearing stuff. A front door doesn’t just open and close its self, “anyways gurls I gotta go bye” you hung up before they could even finish.

You walked into the kitchen because you heard clanking of metal, but when you turned around you didn’t see any body there but you turned the corner to go back and your room your neck got snatched up. “AHHHH! Nigga don’t scare me like that! Why is you playing, bitch!” Now this was out of reflex you didn’t mean to call him a bitch, “wanna repeat that pretty?”

“A-ahhhh! Pa I’m sorry p-pleaseee!” This was the fifth round and your legs were shaking and he was still going, “ Nah I thought I was a bitch, crazy girl.” So he had heard you conversation and I didn’t help the fact that you called him a bitch for scaring you. “D-Didn’t mean it! Slow down daddy!” Now you were trying to run? He wasn’t having nun of that. He grabbed both your hands and pushed them down your back while holding you hips. “You like when this “bitch” fuck the shit out of you huh pretty?” “Yes daddy mhmm!” As he kept his steady pace deep inside of you, you arch raised a bit. “ fix yo arch for I pop you!” Even tho he said that he had already pop the fuck out of your ass, “c-cum! Imgonnacumimgonnacum! Can I please cum daddy!?” “ go ahead but don’t ever let me here that shit your mouth! Ya heard?” Finally you were almost free! “ I said do you here me lil girl?” “ yes daddy I promise!” You said ass you released. You felt you body collapse, and your vision was blurred going in and out. Todo walked out of the room and came back with cold water and a hot rag and whipped you down slowly with gentle pressure. “ I’m sorry daddy didn’t mean to hurt your feelings…” “ ‘so kay pretty but don’t let me hear that shit again, now lay yo ass down before I give you some thing to cry about, again.”

AYYEEE @dilfl0v3rss READ THIS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK THIS SHIT IS NOT PROOF READ THO🌚🫶🏾😩

Damn that shit was a roller coaster ian never wrote like this before

#jujutsu kaisen smut #anime smuts #todo smut #anime x black!reader smut #this shit is ridiculous #smut #MRSSPRINGERS

[notbornbutforged]

Stay Awake

Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: Wanda, a doctor, falls in love with her patient, Y/n, a terminally ill young woman with a short life span.

Warning: fluff-angst, death, I genuinely feel kinda bad for making this but anyways grrr

Word Count: 4.6k

"Oh? My favorite doctor is here today?" Y/n asks in between coughs. Her voice sounds scratchy and broken, she is only able to speak to Wanda through her mask and IV tube that is attached to the crook of her arm. She smiles weakly, eyes half-lidded as she reaches over to grab Wanda's hand.

Wanda squeezes back and gives the girl a sad smile as she turns back to Y/n. "How are you feeling?" She asks quietly, leaning into Y/n's touch. She can feel Y/n's fingers trembling against hers from how cold they are despite being so warm. It hurts to see her this way.

Y/n just shrugs, "Not good, but it's not like I have much time left anyway." She smiles again as if trying to lighten the mood, "It's nice seeing you again, Doc." She whispers, voice barely audible.

Wanda swallows thickly. Her throat is suddenly dry and hot. She blinks rapidly as tears sting at her eyes, blinking fast in an attempt to push them away. "I told you before, you don't need to call me 'Doc,' Y/n."

Y/n just shrugs again, "But it's easier to remember that way. Makes things easy for me." She pauses, looking up at the ceiling as she tries to remember something. Then she looks back at Wanda, "Do you know what day it is?" She asks hesitantly, looking around the room like she expects someone else to be there to hear.

"No…why?" Wanda asks slowly, watching as Y/n closes her eyes tightly, frowning. After a minute or two of silence, she opens her eyes again, looking up at the ceiling. Her expression changes gradually, confusion giving way to a look of pain on her face.

Wanda reaches for Y/n's hand again but is cut off by a sharp gasp. She looks down at Y/n's face to find that Y/n has curled up slightly, face contorted in discomfort and breathing harshly. The girl clutches onto Wanda's hand like her life depends on it.

"Shit…" Wanda mutters to herself, extracting her arm from Y/n's slack grip, which has started to slip out of her grasp. "Y/n, hey, open your eyes," Wanda gently coaxes, shaking Y/n's shoulder, "Come on-" Y/n groans loudly in response, causing another bout of coughing from the sound alone.

Wanda frantically grabs the bag she brings in with her earlier and digs around inside it, pulling out all sorts of syringes and other medical equipment. "Okay, okay…stay still, it'll be alright." She says in a soothing tone as she holds onto Y/n's wrist.

"No… It's fine…" Y/n mumbles through labored breathing, reaching for Wanda's hand again. Her hold is strong like Wanda's presence is her lifeline. "I'm fine… Just stay. Don't leave…" Y/n wheezes out.

Wanda bites her lip, unsure how to handle this situation. "Can you tell me where you're hurting? Maybe I could help." She offers softly, squeezing Y/n's hand.

Y/n shakes her head feverishly, "No, it's fine! I'm fine, really. It doesn't hurt at all, honest!" she lies through gritted teeth. Wanda can practically feel the panic radiating off of Y/n. "It's just a little headache, nothing serious!" Y/n insists, trying to sound reassuring. Her hand slips completely out of Wanda's now, leaving her to awkwardly adjust her IV stand, taking her mask off.

"It will get worse, you know?" Wanda points out quietly, her voice sounding choked and hoarse. She hates this, hates seeing Y/n like this. Y/n's face is pale and drawn, she looks absolutely miserable. There are dark circles underneath her eyes, the same ones that are usually present under Y/n's eyelids even when sleeping. "I'm your doctor-"

Y/n interrupts her, her voice strained. "Nope, nothing to worry about. I promise. Really, I am perfectly fine." The girl reassures as she pulls her mask up, looking determined. Her eyes are clear and bright behind the glass of her mask. Wanda feels a sense of helplessness washes over her.

She shakes her head, "You know that's not true Y/n." She places one of her hands gently over the girl's own, "Your temperature is rising. Your lungs are failing faster than we anticipated. You could go into a respiratory arrest if you haven't already. If you keep this up-" Wanda cuts herself off, swallowing thickly once more, "Don't try and lie to me, it's no fun."

The corners of Y/n's mouth lift into a wobbly smirk as she lets out a shaky exhale. "Well, I can always count on my sweet, caring, compassionate doctor Wanda." She teases lightly, attempting to ease the tension that seems to hang in the air. She winces, biting the inside of her cheek. She clears her throat and continues, "I'm just being silly. It's just a headache. I've had these before and I'm fine." She finishes stubbornly.

Wanda sighs, closing her eyes briefly. "Y/n-" Wanda begins, but is cut off yet again by Y/n.

"Please stop worrying. I'm fine," Y/n says, her voice soft as she pleads. She shifts, her face contorting in pain as she does so.

Wanda immediately takes Y/n's hand again and holds on tight. "Alright, alright, I won't say anything anymore. Now, why don't we talk about something less stressful, hmm?" She suggests hopefully.

Y/n nods gratefully and sits up properly, pulling herself closer to Wanda. They sit facing each other and Wanda can almost physically feel the relief wash over Y/n. She lets out a content sigh and leans in slightly, resting her forehead against Wanda's.

Wanda chuckles at this, pressing forward too. They remain locked together for a few seconds until Y/n breaks the silence. "Stop distracting me with those eyes, Dr. Maximoff." She says, grinning, though her expression is far from humorous. She sounds tired. Wearied.

"What eyes?" Wanda teases, feigning innocence despite knowing full well what Y/n means.

Y/n raises an eyebrow, "A look full of curiosity, love, concern, and affection. That sorta thing. You know exactly what I mean," Y/n states simply, a teasing look creeping its way across her features.

Red spreads across Wanda's cheeks and ears as she flushes bright red. "You are impossible," she tells Y/n with a small laugh.

Y/n laughs too, albeit a tiny bit breathlessly. "Am I really?" She smirks.

Wanda rolls her eyes. "Yes, yes you are. Now go to sleep." Wanda orders, giving Y/n's hand a gentle squeeze.

"I'll sleep if you guessed what day it is today," Y/n bargains, ignoring Wanda's last statement. She looks amused despite her current circumstances. A playful grin plays along the edges of her lips as she waits for a reply.

Wanda hums thoughtfully for a moment, thinking hard on whether or not she'd guessed correctly. "Is it Tuesday?" she asks finally.

Imitating Wanda's words from earlier, Y/n pouts her lips mockingly. "Wrong!"

"Then let me guess again! Is it Wednesday? Or Thursday?" Wanda asks as she makes a show of counting on her fingers.

Y/n giggles, shaking her head as she moves to shake her own hands dramatically. "It's not about the date, silly."

Wanda smiles, "Then what is it?" She asks eagerly.

Y/n smirks evilly, raising one of her eyebrows challengingly. "That would ruin the surprise, wouldn't it? And besides, I don't think you want to spoil the fun."

Wanda rolls her eyes but doesn't protest. "Fine then, I concede defeat." She smiles widely, unable to hide her happiness.

Y/n's smile widens and she rests her head comfortably against Wanda's chest again. "Then about my prize…"

"Prize?"

"Yes. Well, you guess wrong so I need a reward…" Y/n mumbles, trailing off. "It's only fair."

"Oh…oh right, the reward. How did I forget?" Wanda mocks herself, holding back a laugh. "What do you want then?"

"…can you kiss me?" Y/n murmurs against Wanda's chest, her face turning slightly pink as she speaks. She doesn't raise her head again, choosing to watch the patterns the moonlight creates on the wall instead.

Wanda freezes for a second, taken aback. "Excuse me?" she asks tentatively, as if asking someone who just committed a serious offense.

Y/n shrugs nonchalantly, not bothering to raise her gaze from the wall. "I said can you kiss me?" She repeats without missing a beat.

Wanda's heart skips a beat as the word 'kiss' leaves Y/n's lips and she freezes. 'Why would she want that?' She thinks in alarm. Y/n knows better than anyone else how much Wanda is attracted to her, and yet here she is, asking Wanda to kiss her?

"I…uhh…" she stutters out. She tries to calm down, to think of what to do. This is just Y/n after all. She wouldn't ask Wanda to do anything that she didn't want to. "But I'm your Doctor." She adds with a nervous chuckle.

Y/n lifts her head up and gives Wanda a sheepish smile. "So? It's my prize. For winning this whole guessing game." She explains innocently. Her innocent tone makes Wanda feel uneasy.

"Y/n, that's-" Wanda starts nervously, her hand subconsciously caressing Y/n's cheek.

"I promise you won't regret it," Y/n whispers soothingly, a small smile still on her face.

Wanda blinks, still somewhat confused. Y/n just wants to be kissed by her…? "I…um…are you sure?" Wanda asks hesitantly.

Y/n nods confidently, "Yeah. Just do it. Kiss me already." She says, clearly annoyed at how long this conversation has been taking.

Wanda swallows thickly again, trying desperately to avoid looking anywhere near Y/n's lips. Her heart races and her thoughts seem to race along at lightspeed. She's frozen in place. "Do you really think-"

Before Wanda can finish her sentence, Y/n quickly leans forward and presses their lips together. She closes her eyes and revels in the soft sensation of Y/n's lips. The kiss is sweet and tender and filled with promises both physical and verbal. Y/n kisses Wanda as if her life depends on it, as if her life depends on it.

Wanda feels Y/n's warm, delicate hands rest on the sides of her neck; she slowly wraps her arms around Y/n's slender waist, bringing her closer. It lasts only a few moments and Wanda is overwhelmed. Everything is fuzzy and she can hardly make out any coherent thoughts. All she knows is that Y/n's kisses taste sweeter than anything.

Pulling away, only the sounds of Y/n's ragged breathing and the beeping of the machines surrounding her fill Wanda's ears. Y/n doesn't open her eyes until her breathing evens out a bit and Wanda removes her hands from the younger girl's hips, only to intertwine her fingers with Y/n's.

She looks up at Y/n shyly. "Was that okay?" She mumbles softly, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

Y/n lifts her head, looking at Wanda. "More than okay. You're wonderful, Dr. Maximoff." Y/n whispers, smiling gently.

Wanda's face turns even more pink. She can feel her lips twitch into a small smile. They stay silent after that, staring lovingly at each other. There isn't a single ounce of tension left in the room now and it fills with happiness. After a while, Wanda leans forward to give Y/n another short peck on the lips, earning a happy giggle from the younger girl.

"Now," Y/n mutters suddenly, "For my second prize…"

Wanda quirks an eyebrow inquisitively at the sudden change in subject. "There's more?"

Y/n smirks. "Well yeah. Of course, there is." She replies, a mischievous sparkle shining in her eye.

"Okay…what's the second prize?" Wanda asks curiously.

This causes a wide, mischievous grin to spread across Y/n's face. "Hmm..let me think…" she trails off, tapping her chin lightly, looking at Wanda in deep concentration.

The corners of Wanda's mouth twitch upwards and she can't help the giggle from escaping her. "Well?" Wanda prompts.

Y/n stares down at their intertwined hands for a brief time before meeting Wanda's eyes once more. She inhales deeply, exhaling slowly to steady her nerves. "My second prize…is to stay awake." Her expression turns soft, pleading, as she looks directly into Wanda's eyes, as if begging her for permission.

"Stay awake?" Wanda repeats questioningly.

Y/n swallows heavily, looking nervous and hesitant all at once. "Yeah…stay awake…for as long as we"Hey, no…" Wanda mumbles gently as her own throat constricts at Y/n's words. "I don't want you to sleep. Not yet. Not tonight." She tells her, hoping Y/n knows exactly what she means without saying it. "But it's…I feel…so tired." Y/n whispers in response, pulling away just enough to look Wanda in the eye. "It hurts so much to breathe sometimes. To move. Even just to stand up. My chest…the whole place…and my lungs…they're getting worse." can. I want us to stay awake." She confesses, her voice quiet and shaky.

Wanda looks worried as Y/n looks at her nervously. "Why…?"

Y/n pauses before answering, averting her gaze. "Because…" Y/n trails off, staring intently at their hands. She bites her lip nervously. She opens and closes her mouth a couple of times, struggling to find her words.

Eventually, she gives up on saying anything else. She takes one final deep breath and looks back up at Wanda. "Because I…love you…and I need you here right now…" She mumbles. "So please?"

Wanda's breath catches in her throat, her heart swelling with warmth at Y/n's confession. She's unsure whether to cry or throw her arms around Y/n and never let go, she isn't sure which reaction she wants most. She's overwhelmed by emotions; happiness, joy, excitement, sorrow, fear, and anxiety all mixed together and swirling into a single chaotic mass in her gut. She feels like she's on cloud nine and can barely contain her emotions. But most importantly, her heart flutters happily in her chest, making her feel alive. Her heart flutters happily because Y/n loves her back.

Y/n watches her expectantly with hopeful eyes, her expression hopeful and vulnerable; her entire body tensed up in anticipation. Her eyes seem to plead for Wanda to say yes. If Wanda agrees, she will know exactly what that means.

And although Wanda hasn't quite figured out why Y/n is asking her to stay awake, she doesn't have to figure it out anymore. Her heart tells her everything she needs to know. Her heart tells her it wants them to be together. It always has wanted them to be together.

"I'll stay awake with you but only if you stay awake too," Wanda mumbles with a small chuckle. She squeezes Y/n's hand and brings it to her chest, feeling her beating heart through the fabric of her shirt.

"That's fair." Y/n smiles, squeezing back tightly with her own hand. "It's a deal then."

"Deal." Wanda confirms happily and smiles widely as well.

They sit there in silence after, both looking at each other happily. Their hands are still connected between them and they aren't letting go anytime soon.

"So what do you wanna do now?" Wanda asks with a teasing smirk, breaking the comfortable silence that surrounded them during that momentary moment.

Y/n laughs in amusement. "I was thinking…you should choose what we do tonight as your prize." She suggests playfully, wiggling her eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

"My prize?"

Y/n gives her an innocent smile. "You heard me. Your. Prize. It's only fair you get a prize too! The loser's prize."

Wanda laughs out loud, her laughter filling the whole room. A soft blush appears on her cheeks as she looks at Y/n. She shakes her head and sighs happily. "Let's start our night!"

And with that, the two girls did everything they possibly could for the next couple of hours, keeping their promise to stay awake. Y/n kept insisting on picking movies and snacks. She insisted on playing board games with Wanda. And they laughed so much at some silly things. They talked about everything under the moon. They made each other laugh till their stomachs hurt. They spent time watching movies they haven't seen before together. They played board games and ate lots of chocolate.

Finally, they decided on watching a horror movie together, not wanting to watch anything else. Once the movie started, Y/n couldn't stop herself from looking at Wanda, studying her every move with interest. At first, the latter didn't notice, her attention mostly focused on the scary movie. However, Wanda noticed her intense stare eventually. "What? Do I have something on my face?" She asks Y/n.

Y/n immediately shakes her head, snapping out of whatever trance she'd fallen into just a few minutes ago. "No! No. No, no, no. Nothing like that. You're fine." She replies quickly. "Just…just keep watching, I guess."

"Uh huh…" Wanda hums suspiciously, narrowing her eyes slightly in suspicion. She lets out an amused chuckle. "Whatever you say, Y/n." turning back to watch the movie.

As usual, Y/n tries to follow along in the movie. However, she finds herself staring at Wanda's beautiful face again. She feels the urge to reach out and touch her beautiful, tousled red hair. The urge grows stronger when she notices a light sprinkling of freckles scattered across Wanda's face. She wants to trace them carefully with her finger.

"You're doing it again," Wanda notes out loud, her lips curving into a small smile.

Y/n blinks at her in confusion. "Huh? Doing what?"

Wanda chuckles. "You're staring again."

"Oh! Sorry." Y/n quickly apologizes, looking down bashfully.

She hears Wanda shift beside her. "Is everything alright?"

"Mhm. Everything's fine." Y/n answers quietly.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Wanda breaks it again. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Y/n shakes her head. "Not really…I'm okay now."

Wanda hums in acknowledgment, deciding not to push any further. Instead, she continues watching the movie. Moments of silence pass again until, "If you don't mind me asking," Wanda speaks up, "Why were you acting so weird this day? Like…really weird?" She asks curiously.

"You know what I mean," Wanda says. "…Asking about what it is today, the prizes, the mood swings, the looks…the sudden confes- You seemed different than normal."

Silence falls again and it isn't a comfortable silence either. It's a tense, heavy one. And Wanda can tell something is off. It's almost like the air is thickening. Almost like she is holding her breath, waiting for the moment when Y/n decides to finally open up and share what's bothering her.

Suddenly, Y/n let out a low chuckle, causing Wanda to look over at her quizzically. "Are you alright?" she asks hesitantly, her voice laced with concern.

"Hm? Oh, yeah! Yeah, I am." Y/n replies quickly in response. "I just remembered something funny." She says brightly, offering Wanda a friendly grin. It's clearly forced though, Wanda thinks. "This is supposed to be your prize, having the power to choose what we do but it ended up with me choosing instead. That's pretty unfair of me." She teases lightly.

"Stop changing the subject," Wanda warns gently, raising an eyebrow at her.

Y/n frowns faintly at her tone and lowers her smile as she stares at Wanda. They both fall silent again after that, Wanda sitting quietly and staring back at Y/n.

There's a moment of tension when neither of them speaks. It lingers throughout the air, suffocating, suffocating, suffocating. Eventually, Y/n speaks first. "Do you know what day it is today?"

Wanda groans annoyedly. "Y/n-" She cuts herself off as she sees Y/n's facial expression. There's a mixture of sadness and disappointment. "No… I don't."

"September 11th. The day we met." Y/n tells her softly, lowering her gaze towards her hands resting in her lap, the fingers drumming nervously against her thigh. "…Also the day I got diagnosed with lung cancer."

"Y/n…" Wanda whispers, taking ahold of Y/n's left hand and intertwining their fingers. She rubs her thumb along Y/n's knuckles soothingly.

After a long pause, Wanda whispers "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Y/n whispers, furrowing her brows. Wanda doesn't answer right away. Her eyes never leave Y/n's face.

Wanda doesn't answer right away. Her eyes never leave Y/n's face.

"It's not your fault, okay?" Y/n says reassuringly. "Don't blame yourself, Doc. You just did your job and you did it brilliantly. You immediately recognized all the signs and you tried your best to cure me… or lessen the pain at least. And I appreciate that."

"Did my 'Best'. Not everything." Wanda argues quickly. "I failed you, Y/n. I failed you…"

Shaking her head vigorously, Y/n pulls Wanda closer to herself, leaning down and resting her forehead against hers. She holds Wanda's chin in her palm and makes her look up at her. "You saved me. You've saved me so many times already." She explains softly, running her thumb slowly back and forth against Wanda's jawline. "I'm still here because of you."

Wanda doesn't even think twice anymore, leaning forward to connect their lips in an intimate kiss. Y/n's lips feel soft and warm against hers, their movements gentle. The kiss lingers longer than necessary for either of them but they don't care.

They want more of each other. They want to savor every single second of their kissing, feeling their lips pressed against each other. Kissing each other. Touching each other. Feeling each other. They love how close their lips are to each other. They love feeling each other's bodies press against theirs.

Wanda could taste the salty tears that escaped Y/n's eyes. But Wanda doesn't make a sound. She only tightens her grip around Y/n's waist, pulling her even closer so their bodies are pressed together. She kisses Y/n gently. As if giving her a way out from any kind of pain or discomfort.

Y/n pulls away for a brief second, looking Wanda in the eye. "I'm sorry." Y/n mumbles, tears streaming down her face.

Wanda wipes them away, cupping her cheek tenderly. "Why are you apologizing?" She questions softly.

This just makes Y/n sob harder, shaking her head as she leans into Wanda's touch. "You deserve better than me, Wanda. You deserve someone who will love you forever and you deserve somebody with whom you can share a lifetime."

Wanda frowns sadly at Y/n. She runs her hand through Y/n's tangled, unruly hair, smiling softly at the brunette. She cups her cheek again. "That's not true, Y/n." She reassures softly, wiping another tear from her face, making Y/n gasp and look away embarrassedly, embarrassed by how emotional she sounds.

Wanda giggles softly at that. "Hey…" She whispers. Y/n turns her head back toward her. "I'm always going to love you no matter what happens. I'll be there whenever you need me, alright?"

Y/n sniffles loudly, nodding weakly as she brings her arms around Wanda's neck to hug her tighter, burying her face against Wanda's neck and pressing her lips firmly against her skin.

"I'm sorry, Wanda." She whispers between hiccuping breaths. "I got tired of keeping myself alive…tired of fighting to survive…tried my hardest to stay sane and happy. I was trying so hard, but then I saw you and I felt happy. Happy that someone was willing to fight with me even when you had no reason to do so. Even after you found out I have cancer, you stayed determined enough to keep fighting despite the fact that there's no longer any possible hope…"

Wanda squeezes Y/n's waist lightly as she feels the warmth of tears soaking her shirt. Her heart aches to hear such painful confessions come from the girl in her arms, and the sight alone hurts Wanda inside even more.

"I'm tired, Wanda…so tired." Y/n repeats, her voice breaking slightly. "I just want to rest now."

"Hey, no…" Wanda mumbles gently as her own throat constricts at Y/n's words. "I don't want you to sleep. Not yet. Not tonight." She tells her, hoping Y/n knows exactly what she means without saying it.

"But it's…I feel…so tired." Y/n whispers in response, pulling away just enough to look Wanda in the eye. "It hurts so much to breathe sometimes. To move. Even just to stand up. My chest…the whole place…and my lungs…they're getting worse."

"I know…I know." Wanda responds gently as she brushes back a strand of Y/n's messy brown hair behind her ear. "But it'll get better, sweetheart. Just hang in there for a bit longer, alright? We're supposed to stay awake."

"For as long as we can…" Y/n mumbles softly as she closes her eyes, sighing deeply before opening them again and looking straight into Wanda's gaze. "And I can't- I'm at my limit now, Doc. I can't hold on any longer." She reveals worriedly, a small hint of panic evident in her features. Her bottom lip trembles and she tries her absolute hardest to suppress the emotion bubbling in her chest. "My body…it's shutting down…I can't fight it anymore."

Wanda sucks in a deep breath as she shakes her head slowly. "But… We just started, Y/n. How can you give up now? How can you possibly give up while we have this chance?!" She exclaims frantically, trying desperately to convince Y/n to stick around.

Y/n looks away guiltily, biting at her lip. "It's selfish of me, isn't it, Doc?" She questions sadly. "To have me confess my love to you on the same day I want to rest. I'm sorry, I really am. But I just had this brilliant idea. That could at least make the rest less painful. Just how wrong I was…" She lets out a sad chuckle.

"Confessing to you… Spending my day with you didn't lessen the pain but it gave me a sense of peace. A feeling of complete and utter happiness. It made me feel content to be leaving by knowing that I finally confessed to you, spend my last moments with you, and surprisingly… you liked me back."

Wanda bit her lip in response, holding back tears. 'I didn't just like you… I love you…' She wanted to say, but she couldn't bring herself to speak. "I wish things were different," Wanda admits quietly. "We would be happier now."

Y/n smiles weakly, rubbing at her eyes with her free hand. She leans forward and rests her forehead on Wanda's once again. "Yeah…Me too."

The two sit on Y/n's bed in silence. Wanda wraps her arm around Y/n's waist, laying her head against her chest as she listens to the steady sound of Y/n's heartbeat. They don't exchange any more words for a few minutes, simply enjoying each others' company silently.

"Do know… I won't feel any pain." Y/n eventually murmurs, bringing Wanda back into reality. "When I rest, everything will be over. It's all gonna go away…" Her voice gets quieter, her smile vanishing completely. "Everything."

Wanda sobs softly, tightening her hold around Y/n, placing a soft kiss on the side of the brunette's head, unable to bear to lose her after everything that has happened so far.

A tear slides from Wanda's eyes and drops onto Y/n's chest. She doesn't bother wiping it away, instead letting it fall freely. Instead of crying about it, she just smiles sadly at the brunette, her hands moving to cradle her jaw. She presses their lips together again, her hand trailing down to intertwine their fingers again, squeezing tightly. She takes a shaky breath as they pull away again, closing her eyes briefly. When she opens them, a single tear falls, and it's the first time that Wanda allows herself to let them all out.

"I love you… I'll be fine… You can rest now." She says softly, brushing the tear away with her thumb and caressing the side of Y/n's cheek.

Y/n smiled sadly, her hand pressed against Wanda's chest, leaning closer to her ear, she whispers one final confession before she succumbs to unconsciousness. "I love you too. More than anything else."

Wanda sobs harder as she felt Y/n's body go limp in her arms, her head dropping to the side. Her hand stays on Y/n's cheek, the tears never stopping, hugging Y/n tightly against her, not wanting to ever let her go.

"Time of death: 2:37 AM."

#wanda x reader #wanda maximoff #mcu fic #angst prompt #fluff fic #lgbtq #wlw #marvel #fem!reader

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

7+8 of hurt/comfort with glitchy red?

7) "Because nobody cares about me!"

8) "Because I care about you!"

..........

When Red finally managed to escape that game with your help, of course you weren't expecting him to become your best friend right away.

After all, he never really trusted anyone who managed to get ahold of the GBA with the hacked cartridge inside it--the latest person being you.

He thought you were just like the "others": players who'd mess around the code and force him to see things that caused his sentience to begin with..which set him on the path to a torturous existence he didn't ask for.

No matter how much he resisted, they'd always find a way to make the code work in their favor. And because of that, it took him a while to realize that you're only hacking the game to give him a way out. Yet he would still fight back and beg you to stop, insisting there was no point in saving him.

Yet by some miracle...you did.

As now he was in your room, looking down at the GBA and its cracked screen on the floor from which he emerged. It was a shock to see that tiny little machine was his prison since his creation..and to finally stomp on it and crush it to pieces felt liberating.

Except...

He still felt the same anguish as before, even as he stared down at the broken pieces.

You promised him that getting out of the game would bring him peace, and he decided to believe you and trust you, since you genuinely saw him as a person trapped inside that hellish thing.

That being said...why was his heart still full of hatred and misery?

Why didn't he feel better?

But as he began to realize he could actually interact with this world, he took one look at you...

And he felt rage overcome him as you stood there, not saying a word. You were simply surprised that your plan worked, and stunned that of course you managed to free him.

Though Red didn't see it as that at all. He thought you were afraid, or having second guesses.

He still didn't know what your ulterior motives were for helping him. But he firmly believed you were just going to abandon him now that you were "finished", seeing you back towards the door as he approached you.

He couldn't get to any of the players before, but now you two were on the same plane of existence.

This was his chance to exact revenge.

And that's what he did as he lunged at you without warning, easily overpowering you and leaving a deep scratch mark along your torso. It turns out, his glitchiness was still a part of him as he managed to unhinge his jaw and bare his teeth like a wild animal.

He thought being free would make him human...yet he felt the opposite.

"You said you'd fix me, but you LIED!!" He screamed, furious that his voice sounded the same as it always did: ran through a bitcrusher program. "Why do I sound like this still?! Why am I...still broken?!!"

"..R-Red..I..I only said I could help you get out." You tried to reason with the raging glitch that had you pinned against the wall. "I'm sorry if that wasn't enough but-"

"Oh, it was plenty enough." He huffed. "But I guess I should thank you...because now I can take my revenge on you sickos who tormented me for fun."

"I...wasn't tormenting you.."

"Yeah, but you reminded me of all that pain. Honestly..I think freeing me was the stupidest decision of your life-"

"It's true I've made tons of stupid decisions, but..th-that wasn't one of them. I wanted to help you."

Blinking in surprise, Red raised an eyebrow. Though he just scowled at you again, unwilling to let his guard down. "No...you don't mean that. You only freed me so I'd shut up about it...so I'd stop haunting your stupid little game. No sane person would do that out of "kindness"."

"That's not true." You huffed, annoyed that he was refusing to believe you after all you've done. "What makes you assume I don't care-?"

"Because nobody cares about me!!" He snapped. "Nobody has for years, and they never will. So just stop pretending...it'll make this easier for the both of us." His hands went to your throat.

Yet despite knowing he could easily snap your neck, you refused to fight back or even struggle a little bit. And he quickly noticed this, frowning. "What's wrong? Too scared to fight because you know you lost? Because you know you shouldn't have freed this monster?" He taunted.

"You're not a monster-"

"STOP LYING!!"

"...I'm not lying to you, Red." You firmly insisted. "I believed you were a real person from that start. I couldn't leave you in that game to suffer! I spent days trying to figure out the coding. I lost sleep over this, but you still think I don't give a shit, huh?"

Finally, you managed to catch him off-guard with that response. And for the first time...he began to wonder why he was doing this to you.

All you've ever wanted to do was help him.

And this is how he repays you?

Still, he doesn't understand the "why" of it all. Why you'd lose sleep over someone like him..or why you don't seem afraid anymore.

You must've wanted something for sure.

"Why go through all of this for me?"

"Because I care about you!" You blurted out, embarrassed but relieved to get the truth out to him. "I never stopped caring since the day you talked back to me. I-I know I can't make you forget what you've been through...or find the people who made you this way, but...I just wanted to give you a better life in this world. That's all."

"And you...want nothing in return?" Red blinked, feeling himself calming down from his rage.

"Not a thing." You smiled a bit, showing him you were sincere. "I know you're angry and hurt, and I'm an easy target. But I promise I won't leave you like they all did. You can stay with me as long as you want."

"...you won't throw me out?"

"Why would I do that?" Gently, you put your hands over his gloved ones, slowly bringing them away from your neck. But you didn't let go of them, holding them tightly. "But there you have it...that's the real reason I wanted to let you out. So we can be together and you can be happy."

For a while, he didn't say anything back, as he had averted his gaze to the ground. Though moments later you heard a sniffle, which worried you.

Especially when you saw small water droplets splattering onto his shoes.

"Red?"

Reaching over, you gently cupped his face, making him look up at you. Not only was he completely free of glitches...but he was also crying.

At last, he showed vulnerability.

"It's okay," you reassured him, happy that he was finally willing to trust you. "You're safe now. You won't be abandoned ever again."

Tears streamed down his cheeks, some of which you gently brushed away with your thumb. He sniffled again and nuzzled against your palm, slowly becoming addicted to this feeling of comfort.

It was so foreign...yet it felt so right.

"..s-sorry, now I feel like an asshole after all that stuff you said." Closing his eyes, he just tried focusing on your kind touches, trying to forget about all the pain he endured. "It just..hurts so much. I'm tired.."

His head fell against your shoulder, but you just rubbed the back of it, letting him rest for as long as he needed to.

#clanask #anonymous #pokepasta x reader #glitchy red #glitchy red x reader #hurt/comfort #hurt/comfort prompts #angst

[lokisprettygirl]

Lose me to Love you (Loki x Female Reader) (AU) (18+)

Read Chapter 11 here / Series Masterlist

Chapter 12

Summary: Loki finds himself stuck between his feelings and fears.

Trigger Warning: Extreme dark themes, Sexual abuse, physical abuse, public sex, Rough violent sex, 18+, Steamy stuff, Rough language, mention of suicide, talk of virginity and slut shaming, manipulative behaviour, mention of trauma, smut, toxic relationship between main characters. Dark themes, cult stuff.

"No not her… not her Thor…not her please" you were hiding in Loki's closet, he put you there because they were all looking for you, he asked you to not come out of there no matter what. Loki told you that they were playing hide and seek but if you're caught they'll hurt you so you had to keep quiet and stay hidden.

"Where's she? Brother? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Have you lost your mind?" You heard brother Thor yelling at him and it made you flinch so you placed your palm over your ears so you wouldn't have to hear their yelling. You hated it when people yelled at each other, reminded you of how daddy and mommy used to scream at each other. Why was Thor upset? Where was your mommy? Loki said she'll be back but it's been a week and you haven't seen her anywhere, you missed her alot. 

"Thorr listen to me for once, please brother I'm begging you, just for once, they'll be here soon, I have already tipped them" Loki said to him and Thor's eyes widened in confusion and fear.

"Tipped who Loki? What did you do?" Thor grabbed his collar as he questioned him, it's not that he didn't want to get out of this hell but it felt impossible under Odin's reign.

"The cops, I gave them everything, the pictures of the sacrifices, the fucking orgies, every fucking thing, enough is enough" Thor punched Loki as he finished his words.

"You fool. We will go to Jail too, you participated in those rituals, you didn't think about that?" Loki chuckled as Thor said that.

"I won't..they promised me I won't" 

"And what about me?" Thor's eyes teared up and so did Loki's, he didn't want to betray his brother but he didn't trust him either.

"Take mother and run..as fast as you can, as far as you can, never come back, I'll never tell anyone" Thor took a step back in disbelief as Loki said that.

"All of this for that girl?" 

"She's just a child Thor, she's so innocent and so were those other children we watched get hurt and killed" his voice choked on his own tears as he spoke, he was broken but he won't allow you to suffer or get hurt by the hands of his maniac father, he has sinned enough, he has been quiet for so long, not anymore though "She trusts me to keep her safe, and I'm going to protect her, I won't fail her like everyone else did, not her" 

"He won't stop loki..you know that, you know how desperate he's to go to As–" 

"I don't care..I never cared, you can believe the lies he had fed us all our lives but I'm done now, I'm not going to stay quiet and take this shit anymore"  

The last thing you remembered from that day before you woke up in that den was that Brother Clint and James had found you and you saw Lolo being beaten up.

He went back to the apartment as soon as he realized that Odin didn't escape just for revenge but he also wanted to finish the ritual.

As he reached home it was quiet and he was grateful to not bump into Jolene again, he stood outside your door for a moment contemplating if he should go in or not, what would he say to you? What were you expecting from him now? He twisted the knob and entered the bedroom, you were on the bed still awake so you sat up and looked at him,

"I want to shower" he said to you so you nodded.

"Why don't you use your bathroom?" 

"I don't want to see her" he mumbled as he took his jacket off, then his shirt followed, he grabbed a towel from the closet and headed towards the bathroom. When he came out with just a towel wrapped around his waist you couldn't help but gawk at his glistening wet muscles.

"You are drunk"

"Not really darling..give me something" 

"Whatt?" 

"Underwear, boxers.. anything of mine, I know you have it" you crossed your arms and glared at him for a moment before you decided to drop the act, you were obsessed with him and you weren't even ashamed of it, you got off the bed and took out a boxer briefs you had kept of him, you worn it sometimes when you felt like a bitch in heat and wanted to have something intimate of him to rub against. You also had his sweatpants so you handed him that as well.

"Turn around" he asked you and you looked at him shocked. Since when and why?

"Okay now you're making this weird for no reason..can we just..get back to being normal?

He sighed as you said that.

"Nooo not after what we talked about" 

"Nothing has changed you realize that right?" 

"It has changed now that I know you have been lying to me all this time..I don't want to be the same old condescending ass to a fucking virgin..I'm done playing this game with you" he said to you as he dropped the towel and quickly put the briefs on.

Your eyes teared up as he said that, at least you got to flirt with him and be a part of these erotic games, now because of your big mouth he was taking that away from you too. He looked at your sullen face and his heart clenched but he had to take control of the situation. He was about to step out the door when he heard your voice,

"I swear I'll never talk to you again if you step out of the door at this moment" your voice trembled as you spoke. He has been breaking your heart unknowingly all these years but now that he knew the truth he was continuing to do it. He turned around and glared at you at the threat,

"Don't you threaten me with that you hear me?" He walked towards you angrily and it only made you want to cry.

"I love you" you screamed 

"Stop saying that" he raised his voice too.

"I doo.." your voice broke 

"No you don't..you're infatuated there's a difference" he sounded desperate. 

You sniffled between your cries so he walked even closer to you and cupped your cheeks, you got on your tippy toes and kissed him right on the lips but he pulled away from you immediately, 

"Stoppp" 

"Why?" 

"I have to stop us darling..this will ruin everything" 

"Whyyyy?" you kissed him again and he grabbed your hair in his fist to pull yo away.

"Because it's you and me for life, we can't be together if we hate each other and are sick of being around each other all the time, that's what thissss will do to us"

He shook you gently by the shoulders as he spoke.

"Noooo..I could never hate you..I have yearned for you..I have prayed for you to return to me loki…please" you kissed him again and he pulled you away again, he opened his mouth to say something but he felt so weak, then to your delight he kissed you back this time. He placed his hands on your hips as he lifted you up in his arms, your fingers curled around his neck and he walked towards the closet press you against it.

You have never had such a feeling that you did at the moment, he tasted sweet, a hint of whiskey washed over you and it only intoxicated you further, his lips felt so soft against yours, he placed his thumb on your chin and opened your mouth so his tongue could clash with yours, he didn't ask for permission and you loved it, you belonged to him and you wanted him to take you however he wished to, fuck you were so in love with him that you'd do anything and everything he'd ever ask from you. 

As your sweet taste invaded his senses he was a goner. 4 years, he had spent 4 years trying to avoid this very moment but he failed, he might regret it later but for now he was in complete bliss, the sound of your muffled moans felt like music to his ears, he knew he'd be addicted to this feeling from this very second onwards. He licked a stripe with his tongue over your lips before he pulled away a little to breathe, placing his head between the crook of your neck he sucked on your neck softly which made you moan again, you couldn't believe this was really happening, it felt like a dream and dreams always seem to end sooner or later.

He put you down slowly on the floor and he was avoiding your gaze but you couldn't stop staring at him. It all felt surreal that you kissed him and he kissed you back. He didn't stop you and he didn't push you away.

Your arms wrapped around his waist and you pressed yourself flat against his chest, peppering soft kisses on his flesh, now that he had allowed you to cross that line with him, you didn't want to stop. The bruises from his previous sexcapade were still visible and they made you extremely jealous but like always you were concerned too. Why did hurt himself so much? This can not be pleasurable at all.

"What are you thinking?" You looked up as you asked him so he wrapped his hands around the back of your neck and kissed your forehead.

"Just thinking of the mess we are going to make of our lives now" his eyes teared up as he said that, he was scared and he had his reasons, he didn't trust you but it wasn't your fault anymore, his feelings had more to do with him then you, he thought this would make your relationship complicated and his fear wasn't baseless but how could you have made him believe that you weren't just in for the sex, how were you supposed to tell him that he defined your whole existence, it must not be healthy but you didn't give a shit about that, you were way past that.

"Am I attractive?" You asked him as you bent down on your knees slowly, his eyes widened at the gesture. Your palm rubbed over his bulge and he let out a shaky little moan. 

"You are so god damn beautiful darling" he barely whispered as you continued to rub your hands over the hardness of his cock.

"But you find me attractive? Sexy? Fuckable?" You were about to pull his pants down but he stopped you.

"I wouldn't have kissed you like that if I wasn't attracted to you" you bit on your lips as he said that. He was attracted to you, oh!!! lord he was attracted to you.

"Let me do this for you.. please " 

"Nooo babyyy noooo not–" he paused as he bent down a little and wrapped his hands around your waist to pick you up effortlessly "Yet" 

He placed his lips onto yours and your legs encased around his waist, he put you down on the bed slowly and then he laid down next to you. He didn't say anything and neither did you, well at least not for a little while.

"Please don't allow her to disrespect you like that, you're not hers anymore.. Whatever we have between us is not disgusting or unethical. I'm an adult Loki, I have been for years now, you didn't watch me grow up, I'm not the girl you had saved years ago, don't let anyone make you feel like a pervert for this" you mumbled to him softly so he pulled you closer to him, the warmth of his body lulled you to sleep but he couldn't sleep that easily, he kept thinking about what had just happened between you two and he didn't know if he was ready for all of this. Also he didn't need other people to tell him that he was a disgusting monster that had ruined lives, he knew his reality.

Next morning you woke up all alone again, ofcourse, you had to be at an audition so you got off your ass and got ready.

"How's your leg?" He asked Jolene as he entered his bedroom,

"It's fine..why?" She put her phone down and looked at him, she probably should apologize for last night, she came here to get him back and not lose him again. 

"Because I need you out of this apartment" he told her straight away, he didn't want to beat around the bush and make this more awkward than it already was. She definitely got offended by his tone. 

"Ohhhh you do huhh? Am I interrupting the privacy of the perverted love birds?" She smirked as she said that and it only irked him further 

"Well quite frankly..yes. You have no right to be here and judge us like this so pack your shit up and leave me alone like you did before, I'll drop you at the place, when that bastard is caught you can get back to NYC or wherever you want to be at except here" he raised his voice a little and her eyes welled up with tears. She was so stupid, he wasn't even hers for her to be so rude with him last night, why couldn't she control her jealousy?

"Wowww really? And I thought you cared about me but you never did.. Did you?  All you have ever cared about is that whore, makes sense that you abandoned everyone you loved for her" she spat at him and his jaw clenched in anger.

"Stop insulting her, you hear me? You don't fucking know anything about her" 

Her eyes teared up as he snapped at her, he didn't even wait for a response as he stormed out of the room. He was treating her with kindness because he hasn't been kind to her before but what she said to him last night had truly made him angry. He's also not going to allow a third person to come into his home, your home with him, and insult you like this again and again.

You couldn't have been happier about the prospect of her being out of your life. He dropped her off at the safe place and she got dramatic again. She hugged him and cried furiously but he didn't melt this time,

"Bye Jolene..See you never" you smiled at her and she gave you the death glare. After she was dealt with he took you to the audition.

"Talk to me please" you whispered softly to him as he was sitting right next to you while you waited for your turn to go in.  

"Just try to ace it, they saw your work at the set and are very impressed, you–" 

"Lokii" you cut him off mid sentence so he looked at you,

"Look y/n..I ..I just can't do this okay..what happened last night shall not happen again" your eyes teared up as he said that, you really had a hope that things would turn around for you both but he wasn't ready to take that step. 

"Finee..I get it" 

"What do you mean?" You shrugged as he questioned 

"I get it okay..it sucked, you didn't enjoy kissing me, or whatever–"

"That's not the reason –" 

"It's fine..I mean I get it..why would you want to stay stuck to me when you're so used to sleeping with all those beautiful women in the world" His eyes teared up as you said that "Oh btw which one you're going to take back home from here huh? The one in the black? She's your type right?" You spoke venomously, you didn't want to hurt him but you felt too hurt yourself to think rationally at the moment. They called your name so you got up and left him to think about the whole conversation.

The audition went well, you had to enact being heartbroken and it came real easy. On the way back home he didn't say anything and neither did you, this is the type of situations he didn't want to get involved in, one kiss and you both were already fighting like a couple, he felt anxious and afraid, he didn't want to lose you but now he was afraid this will be the final nail in the coffin.

He was able to keep you hooked through the sly manipulation before but even that felt evil now that he knew about your true feelings regarding him, you didn't just lust after him, he knew that now. He dropped you home, the cops were outside the apartment on the watch and he really needed some time away to get drunk and clear his head. 

He was drowning his sorrows with a drink when he heard the song playing in the background, it brought back some of the memories.

I know nobody knows

Where it comes and where it goes

I know it's everybody's sin

You got to lose to know how to win

 His mother used to play this at home, sometimes it felt like one when he and Thor were just kids and she wasn't as delusional as Odin was but with time Odin ruined everything and everyone.

His phone buzzed so he took it out of his pocket , it was a message from you 

His eyes teared up as he read the text so he put the phone back inside. He felt someone sitting next to him so he looked to the side, the woman gave him a smile and started a conversation with him, she was sexy and very much interested in him he could tell, pretty perfect distraction for his usual nights. 

 "So let's cut to the chase..are you taken handsome?" She whispered to him as her nails caressed through his cheek in a flirtatious manner. He grabbed her hand and she smiled at him but it faltered as he put her hand away from him. 

"Yes… yes I am" he chugged on his drink and stepped out of the bar to make his way back home. Home to you. 

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