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#like she's such a leech!!!! and he lets her do it to him even when he has his mind back!!!! THE TRAGEDY!!!!!
luvyujun · 3 days
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girl best-friend.
“you know i’m just here to make you feel better.”
he just couldn’t give you up, even while in a relationship of his own — you were in the forefront of his mind. putting you over his own girlfriend, giving you his undivided attention and leaving her in the dust, poor girl. maybe she should try harder.
jung sungchan. angsty(js a lil). smut. js bold shit tbh.
she couldn’t do anything but watch as sungchan outwardly ignored her. she watched the way your eyes focused on his lips whenever he spoke , the way you glanced over at her with a smile on your face before focusing on her boyfriend again. the way he was basically eating your face while she was there— it was sickening. if someone were to walk into his living room with no prior knowledge, they would assume you were dating sungchan. but it was just friendly gestures, right?
maybe not the making-out though.
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parking in front of his complex, sungchan could be seen watching by the entrance, waiting for you to arrive — the girl that he started seeing months ago, clinging onto his arm like a leech, waited for you as well. he had invited you to hangout with him and it was supposed to be just you, but his girlfriend insisted on tagging along. wanting to meet his girl best-friend.
before you could even step out of the vehicle he was shaking her off his limb, jogging up to you to pull your body in a tight hug. his head on the top of yours, sungchan whispered into your hair, “sorry i didn’t tell you, but she practically begged me to let her stay over.” face against his chest, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes in response. staying like that next to your car, his girlfriend realized the hug was lasting longer than it should have. crinkling her nose, she took it upon herself to separate him from you — reaching for his hand in the process.
what a buzz-kill.
walking up to the double doors , sungchan slide his arm around your waist, letting go of her hand as he did — giving you a tight squeeze all while being engaged in a conversation with the other. resting your head onto his shoulder, he didn’t let you go even while unlocking the door of his place. only when sliding into the entry did he let go — letting you venture into the apartment, throwing your jacket onto a chair as did. but before you could even make it to the living room, muffled voices could be heard in the front. quietly, you beelined it back. peeking around the corner just in time to hear part of their conversation, argument.
listening, the two kept going at each other. clearly unaware of your prying eyes. “did you need to hug for that long? and not to mention you were all over her while walking in?” not being able to see sungchan, you heard him let out a sigh before responding. “if you have a problem with it, go home. she’s a friend that i haven’t seen in months,” there was silence for a moment. believing the conversation was over, you started to quietly walk away. the silence being broken by sungchan whispering a quick “get over yourself.” irritation written all over his voice, his foot steps started to head towards where you hid. with his body in frame, you were quick to pretend like you were going to the kitchen. opening his fridge doors in an attempt to look busy. coming up behind you, sungchan draped his arms over your shoulders.
“you don’t mind that she’s here, right? because clearly she minds that you’re even in my presence.” watching as you grabbed drinks from the fridge, he waited for an answer. now it was his turn to be the leech, clinging onto you as you shuffled around his kitchen collecting snacks — picking from the wilde selection of your favorites that he would stock up on. stuffing a handful of candy into your mouth, all you could do was give him a half smile. finding it amusing how just being there made her so insecure. ”why would i mind? ” glancing into the living room — his girlfriend was seated on the couch, staring as you two spoke. awkwardly adverting her eyes when she realized you were looking, “i’m not the one who has to try and get your attention.” mumbling as you chewed, his eyes followed your gaze, visibly tensing up when he realized she was seated right in the middle. you were supposed to sit there.
“guess you’re right, but let’s go in there before she starts nagging me again.”
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describing the situation as awkward would be an understatement. having to talk over her every-time you wanted to say something to sungchan was exhausting. she listened to every word that came out of your mouth and took note of every movement you made. it wasn’t until she got up to use the bathroom were you finally able to properly speak to sungchan. moving towards you on the sofa, he laid his whole body down onto the furniture — head now in your lap.
fingers gliding through his hair, your eyed were glued to your screen. but you took this moment to speak freely while you could, “can she be anymore overbearing? if i tried to touch you, she probably would have attacked on me like a wild animal.” cursing under your breath, sungchan was busy biting at his lip, in an effort to hold back the laugh he was desperately holding in. it wasn’t right for him to laugh at you belittling the girl he claimed to love, but what was worse was that you were painfully correct. “what even is her name again?” basically taunting the girl, you placed your phone down — dragging the pads of your fingers over his face while the other tugged and pulled through his hair.
opening his mouth to answer, you were quick to drag your finger over his lips. “no don’t answer, i won’t care nor remember anyway.” a small smile creeping onto his face, sungchan reached his hand out — pulling at your necklace to bring you down to his level. “you’re so mean, you know that right?” craning his neck, he didn’t give you time to answer. pulling you down until your lips meant his. bold move for someone whos’ girlfriend is just a few walls away. but hey, she wasn’t supposed to be here anyway.
your hair fell over his face, covering up the whole scene. removing a hand from his face, it found it’s way to his belt. buckling and removing the strap of leather with ease — you hand slipped into his pants causing the male to jerk up into your palm. in response, he removed his hands from your necklace, he frantically pulled at the fabric to free himself to give you easy access.
wait, she’s still here right?
that doesn’t matter right now, all he could focus on was the way your hand was slowly pumping at his disgusting hard dick. bending his knees, sungchan bucked up into your enclosed fist — longing for a tad bit more friction than what he was being given. removing your hand, you broke-out of the mini makeout session. “calm down, gotta make it last channie. gonna drag it out as long as possible.” bringing him back into the miss, you planted a slap on his exposed thigh before continuing to slowly jerk him off — just to make sure he got the memo. moaning into your mouth, he tried his best to still his body. squirming and shaking with every dragged out tug you gave him. it was so exciting, but most importantly, felt amazing. in fact, it felt so good that he didn’t hear the footsteps echoing through the hallway.
oh but you did.
standing in the archway, all she did was stare. all she could do was stare at the scene laid out in front of her very own eyes. watching the way her boyfriend reacted to every movement you made. listening to his muffled moans and whines all while he attempted to fuck himself into your fist. the way your hair covered his face — hiding the mini scene going on underneath. listening to her boyfriend go absolutely crazy for a girl who he said was only a friend. not a word was spoken. but so much was said. darting out of the doorway, she could be heard rummaging around in the entryway. possibly collecting her stuff so she could leave.
not like she was invited anyway.
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speaker phone — hehe, i rlly enjoyed writing that. idk what it is but something possess me everytime i sit down to write a little cheating fic. i get very excited for some reason. BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT?? i didn’t mean to make sungchan like, as subby as he turned out?? but in order for it to play out how i wanted, it just needed to happen. hugs and kisses — a virgin w/ too many fantasies.
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hysterotic · 23 hours
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𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳 𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑻 𝑫𝑶𝑶𝑹 ✩ 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑩𝑨𝑱𝑰 𝑲𝑬𝑰𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑬
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𝑺𝑯𝑬’𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳 𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑻 𝑫𝑶𝑶𝑹,
𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑬 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑵𝑨𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝒀, 𝑨 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻’𝑺 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑬
baji’s placed under house-arrest after setting a cop car on fire and prior to that his mom cut off the internet as punishment, he thought it was gonna be a torturous 3 months until he finds a new source of entertainment through stalking the new girl next door, who turns out to be a former pornstar?
⤷ disturbia (2007) the girl next door (2004)
⚠︎ : stalker themes but not really, usage of weed, college!au, non-consensual filming (at first), 80% plot 20% porn, unprotected sex, baji is mean and naaaasty, breeding kink, gag kink, face slapping (once), pussy slapping, he records you two fuckinnnn
proofread by my sexy bf & my bsf who were BOTH high when they read this so if this is shitty blame them lmao
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one week of house arrest almost drove him crazy. actually, almost is an understatement; he had completely lost his mind.
the judge did cut him a break by making it a 3 month house arrest instead of 2 years in jail due to his constant arson, all thanks to his mom pulling a few strings, insisting that “it’s technically not aggravated arson” and “wouldn’t do any harm, he’s just a bit impulsive”.
but at this point, he would rather do time than be facing her wrath.
he tried to cheat the ankle monitor’s alarms a couple times, thinking he could just walk out the house like he did once before when he was under house arrest, forgetting that the only reason why they let him go in the first place is because they didn’t strap an ankle monitor on him, since he was just a teen at the time.
the number of times baji was handcuffed this week had cops expecting a call about him almost everyday; sometimes, they didn’t even bother to pick up at all.
hell, this is christmas to criminals. they have their chance to do whatever their hearts desire now without worrying about authorities, all thanks to baji keisuke.
but lately? he’s been leeching off of kazutora, calling him two to three times a day.
“kazutora, you have no fuckin’ idea how much this thing itches.”
kazutora could hear baji shuffling around on his bed, even though he couldn’t see him, he knew he’s elbow deep in some bag of chips.
baji continues to speak with a mouthful, “plus my mom fuckin’ transformed, she’s a dictator now. she took my goddamn xbox– can’t even watch no TV. i’m losing it, i’m losin’ my mind just give me any information anythin’ at all what’s goin’ on out there?”
he could hear kazutora walking outside from the cars driving by and the wind blowing against the speaker, making his voice barely audible. “just say you want us to come over, you don’t gotta complain’ in my ear all the time.”
baji shoves another handful of chips in his mouth, “come over?” he looks around his hellhole of a room. “seriously?” he starts scratching the ankle monitor aggressively and running his fingers under the band.
he hears more shuffling from the speaker, as if someone had grabbed the phone from kazutora, “it’s been almost two weeks, and you didn’t miss any of our faces? i’m hurt, keisuke.” ryousei says, his voice filled with theatrical passion and intensity, he could sense him posing with his hand on his chest dramatically.
baji rolls his eyes, “you guys comin’ or what?”
he could hear another voice coming through the phone, he couldn’t make out what they said since they were heavily inaudible.
“who else is with you-“ baji questions before kazutora quickly cuts him off, “we’re almost there gotta go byeeee”
and with that, kazutora hangs up.
he clicks his tongue, throwing the phone across the room and falling back onto the bed.
no way is he gonna handle being at home for the entirety of summer break, especially since his mom decided to take away every little thing remotely entertaining in the name of “learning his lesson” and to “quit being involved with hoodlums.” as if that’s not making him want to get twice as violent–
a slight jingle interrupts his train of thought.
he furrows his brows at the sound, sticking his head up to look around his room for the source. his eyes land on a long, fluffy black tail trotting around the area where he threw the phone. he sits up seeing the rest of it’s body, catching it playfully pawing at the phone.
baji’s brows twitch, confused about how the cat managed to climb up to his room. he stands up from the bed, slowly walking towards it, “how’d y’get in here.. huh?” he questions it softly.
the cat whips it’s head towards the voice, responding to his presence, it emits soft chirps and trills, immediately striding towards his legs, going in between them to rub itself on the ankle monitor. baji steps back, feeling something sharp against his ankle.
he hums curiously at the unusual feeling, noticing something shining on the cat’s neck, he couldn’t tell what it was from how fluffy the cat is.
he crouches down for a closer look, seeing that it’s wearing a small spiked black collar with a little skull charm in the front, he tilts the charm up and turns it around seeing “nightmare” engraved in the back.
“nightmare?” a subtle grin appears on his lips, he uses his finger to tilt its chin up so he can get a better look at the cat’s face. nightmare sniffs his finger and leans it’s cheek against his hand affectionately.
he gently scratches underneath it’s chin, watching it purr softly with contentment at his affections, until the voice of a girl who sounded like she was calling out for the cat disrupts the moment.
“nai-nai? where are youuu?” you call out, making kissing sounds as an attempt to lure the cat in. your voice gets louder and louder, getting closer to his house, almost as if you were irritatingly yelling by his window.
his lips curls down into a frown as he huffs in annoyance. the cat quickly hops on baji’s shoulder as he stands back up. he peers over the window, looking at you yelling around his house’s fence while he continues scratching nightmare’s cheek. he pauses, his irked expression calms as his eyes meet your distressed face.
the face he was met with threw him for a loop, how come he has never seen you before, “has she just moved in?”
he slowly walks closer to the window to get a better look of you.
beep beep beep
he looks in the direction the noise came from, seeing a big van moving backwards towards the house next door.
he glances at another car from behind after hearing the car doors opening and closing, though he can barely see because of the van blocking his view.
he glances back at you again, seeing you run towards the car, watching your short short skirt that barely covers your ass flow every step you take til you disappear out of view.
. ˳⁺⁎˚ ༺ ♰ ༻ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
“has anybody seen nightmare?” you ask your parents who were walking away from the van, carrying moving boxes.
your mom sighs, her voice laced with irritation, “didn’t i tell you to not let her out of the carrier while we’re moving?”
“but she needed to pee–“
“that’s your problem now. go help your siblings with the boxes; we don’t have all day.”
“i’m not gonna help until i find her!” you whine, following behind your mom into house.
. ˳⁺⁎˚ ༺ ♰ ༻ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
baji sighs disappointingly at the thought of returning the cat, slightly turning his head towards nightmare while still keeping his eye on the front door from where you disappeared. “guess y’gotta go home.. c’mon.” he gently picks her up with one hand and sets her on the window, watching her bolt towards the house next door.
. ˳⁺⁎˚ ༺ ♰ ༻ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
the moment you heard nightmare’s collar jingle, you ran outside, sighing with relief at the sight of her, baji could see your worries melt away from your body as you crouch to pick her up and hug her. he leans his arms atop the window frames, observing the scene quietly.
“where were you?” you coo, kissing her head, noticing that she has an unfamiliar scent clinging to her. “were you snooping in people’s houses?” you turn her body to face you so you could scold her, seeing that she was distracted, staring up at something. you assumed it was a bird until you followed her gaze, eyes locking with brown ones.
his big, muscled arms were visible for you to drool over, seeing his body leaned atop the window frame, staring down at you. you feel the intensity of his gaze as it raked itself up your form, eyes darting between you and the cat. the way he –basically— checked you out made your head spin, making you weak in the knees.
he looked tall, and strong. you could see his big shoulders bulging out of his wife beater, with a couple of black rings on his hand too. and that long, jet black hair.. the cross layered necklace he was wearing.. is he seriously your new neighbor?
“good taste, nai.” you whisper in her ear as she purrs in your arms, you hesitantly bring your hand up to wave at him with a gentle smile. he nods his head at you, seemingly distracted by his thoughts.
. ˳⁺⁎˚ ༺ ♰ ༻ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
It’s an insignificant interaction; he was just greeting his new neighbor, and yet something about you had his body growing hot in a way he’s never felt before, he didn’t wanna take his eyes off of you; he nearly gets lost in a trance until he hears the ringing sound of his doorbell, crushing the tension.
he clicks his tongue, pushing himself off the window frame, looking back to where the front door is, contemplating if he should answer it or not, he slowly turns his head back to look at you again, staring at your figure that is now walking away, slowly growing smaller the farther you go, walking back inside the house.
he keeps his eyes glued to your front door, hoping that you’d come out, maybe flash him that smile again. at this point, he might even kidnap the cat just to get you to come out once more–
ding dong ding dong
the doorbell rings again, annoyingly on repeat this time.
“fucking hell, i’m comin’ i’m comin..” he quickly runs downstairs towards the front door, yanking it open irritably. his eyes are met by none other than dumb, dumber and dumbest.
“damn, you really are going through it.” ryusei greets, chuckling at baji’s disheveled look. his amusement gets cut off by chifuyu elbowing him in his stomach, wincing in pain.
kazutora walks in between the two and pushes the zip to baji’s chest, brushing past him to walk up the stairs.
baji quickly shoves it in his pocket in a panic, “don’t be openly showin’ that around! i got my mom up my ass enough.” he yells at kazutora.
“whatever! you down to roll one right now or what?” kazutora replies, completely ignoring him as he walks into baji’s room.
baji feels a pat on his shoulder, turning to face ryusei. “surprised you actually stayed home this time.” ryusei remarks, referring to the last house arrest he was in. ryusei starts walking up the stairs following behind kazutora.
he rolls his eyes and turns his head back at chifuyu, “what’re you doin’ here?”
“after kazutora told me about what happened, i felt bad leaving you be all alone, the gang misses you by the way.” chifuyu says with a smile.
a shy grin tugs at the corners of baji’s mouth, “c’mon. i’ll be fine; this ain’t a charity.” he says, turning his back towards the door, leaving it open, and walking up the stairs towards his room, with chifuyu following.
he locks the bedroom door behind him after finding kazutora on his bed, openly prepping to roll a joint, with a tray set, and ryusei sitting beside him with a remote, flicking through apple music tracks. kazutora sticks his hand out for baji to throw the zip.
“damn, she even locked apple music from you? how are you even alive right now.” ryusei mutters to himself.
baji reaches for his pocket and throws it at kazutora, “don’t be stinkin’ up my room with that; smoke out the window,” he says in a low, gravelly tone.
kazutora hums in response, continuing to pack a joint, “not worried about the cops who’re watchin’ over you seeing that from the window?” chifuyu questions.
“my mom s’worse.” he sits down on his gaming chair, leaning back, slowly rolling it towards the window where he last saw you.
he didn’t mean to stare at the house next door again; he did it subconsciously. it’s like there was something about you that pulled him in. he thought to himself; it’s none of my business, but he can’t help the need to be curious about what you were doing right now.
his eyes flick towards a figure on the room right across his. coincidentally, your room windows are aligned towards one another, he could see almost everything without trying, almost like it was there for him to look. he sees you digging through your suitcase, throwing your clothes around, searching for something.
you finally pull out a swimsuit and set it aside, you start to tug on the hem of your shirt, pulling it up slowly to reveal your bare back. you weren’t wearing a bra this entire time.
you seem unaware, and yet with the way your body moves, the way you smoothly took off your clothes, the way everything was perfectly angled, teasing him, it was like you knew he was watching, knew that he won’t be able to do shit with the annoying cuff on his ankle.
you walk out of your room with a swimsuit on and towel draped on your arm, disappearing from his sight. he rests his arm on the window sill, pinching his lip between two fingers, patiently waiting for your appearance again, his eyes darting between the metal band posters you already set around your room, the more he looks around, the more he learns about you.. the more intrigued he is.
a couple minutes later, his eyes flick at the back door, seeing you walk outside in your hot pink swimsuit, dipping your foot in the brand new pool, slightly shivering at how cold it is, you slowly start walking down into the water, trying to adjust to the temperature.
you begin swimming under, he sees glimpses of what looks like a tramp stamp and two bows exactly under your ass. he leans closer, trying to get a better look until he hears a loud, aggressive cough right by his ear.
he looks in his peripheral vision, seeing kazutora and ryusei smoking right behind him, with chifuyu crouched on the floor coughing, holding the back of baji’s chair for balance.
“did you even inhale it?” ryusei snickers at the sight of chifuyu struggling.
chifuyu stands up and spits out the window, clearing his throat. “that shit tastes disgusting, i’m not inhaling that!”
“quit pressurin’ him to smoke,” baji turns the chair around to face the two. “grab the wuss some beer- uh, redbull to get rid of the taste, i got a pack right there” he points with his finger, snatching the joint from kazutora in the process.
kazutora turns his head to the direction baji pointed at and walks towards it with ryusei following behind. baji spins the chair back to look at you once more and takes a puff, fully leaning against the window sill, seeing you still swimming. he seems to forget chifuyu’s still there until he hears him clear his throat, baji snaps his head to look at him.
“you know her?” chifuyu questions, raising his arm up to rest it against the wall, leaning his head on it.
baji shakes his head, putting the roach out. “she just moved in next door” he says after a few minutes of silence.
chifuyu forms an “o” with his mouth, he continues staring at you peacefully swimming then looking back at baji again. a mischievous smirk forms on his lips, “think she’s cute?”
“what the fuck, matsuno!”
“your staring at her too much, you’ve never done that with anybody!”
“so? doesn’t mean shit,” baji scoffs.
“who’re you two arguing about” kazutora pops up from behind, holding three bottles of beer and a can of redbull.
“nobody,” baji grumbles.
“nah, nah, nah—she’s not a nobody if she got baji drooling like this. he’s checking out his new neighbor.” chifuyu points at you with his chin.
baji's jaw clenched, crossing his arms irritatedly. kazutora pushes both of them aside to get a better look at you, he mutters, “hold on,” and turns around, walking towards baji’s drawers, looking through them and finally pulling out old, dusty binoculars.
“this is getting fucking creepy,” baji mumbles lowly.
“what is?” ryusei raises a brow, looking from chifuyu’s shoulders, catching you in his eyesight.
kazutora blows the dust away from the lenses, placing the binoculars on his eyes and pointing them at you, he walks closer to the window. his sight reaches your tramp stamp, “huh.. that tattoo looks familiar.”
“let me see, give me that,” ryusei snatches the binoculars from kazutora, he points the lenses towards your tramp stamp, taking a sip of his drink, seemingly deep in thought.
“you don’t think that’s…”
“no fuckin’ way…”
baji’s brows jump. “what? spit it out,” waiting for them to elaborate.
it finally hits them, literally.
ryusei almost chokes on his drink from kazutora’s continuous smacking on his back. “i know that tattoo—that’s that one pornstar! damn, what was her name?” he starts snapping his fingers, trying to jog his memory.
baji’s eyes almost burst out of his skull “HUH?!” baji and chifuyu said in unison. “how many pornos you gotta consume to identify a pornstar based on some tattoo? you fuckin’ fiends,” baji grimaces with disgust.
“i knew it,” ryusei said under his breath, walking back, looking around baji’s room trying to search for something. “you got a camera keisuke?”
“fuck you need that for?” baji spat.
ryusei pulls an old camcorder out from the top of his closet, “let’s get her to smile for the camera. that’ll show you, ponstars are naturals like that.” he walks up towards the window and hits record, slowly zooming in to get a close-up of you. “there’s the star,” he sultrily whispers
his filming was quickly interrupted by baji’s hand covering the lenses. “quit bein’ a creep! turn that off.” he shoves the camera away. “she just moved in your gonna freak her out,” chifuyu says, trying to take the camcorder out of ryusei’s grip until he puts his arm up out of chifuyu’s reach.
kazutora steps in between, backing up ryusei who continued to film you, “hell no this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! you got the chance to live next door to a goddamn pornstar” he said poking baji’s chest with a pointer finger.
baji swats his hand away, clicking his tongue as he sits back down on his gaming chair and pushes it away from the window with his leg, making sure he’s not in your sight when you catch them being stalkers.
“i don’t even know why he got that chance.” ryusei mumbles, zooming in on your figure, licking his lips, feeling baji’s glare burning a hole into the back of his head.
“huh, come to think of it.. i’ve never seen baji even look in the direction of a girl,” chifuyu says to himself, rubbing his chin deep in thought.
“and how do you know that? you stalkin’ me and keepin’ track of who i look at?” baji says bluntly
“i’m not the one who was ogling the girl!” chifuyu bites back.
“i’m seriously gonna kill you.” he jumps at chifuyu, accidentally bumping into ryusei, pushing him to fall forward into the window sill, causing him to flip over and fall out into the bushes.
you jerk your head at the sudden sound, seeing three men peering down into the bushes and then to you, meeting eyes with that raven-haired hunk again. your eyes wander to his friends and see binoculars in one of their hands. were they creeping on you swimming?
they immediately duck, their backs against the wall under the window.
“you two are jackasses, genuine jackasses.” baji says through gritted teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose, kazutora cackles and claps as if he’s seen the funniest thing ever.
“us two?! your the one who pushed ryusei out of the window!” chifuyu whisper screams before kazutora quickly smacks him on the head.
chifuyu looks back at kazutora in shock, seeing him holding a finger against his lip shushing him, he slowly stands up to peer out the window to see if you’re still staring at them.
he sees you swimming towards the stairs, watching you walk out while squeezing the water out of your hair, you feel somebody stare at you and you turn your head towards the window again.
he quickly sits back down, “yeah, she just saw me” he says, laughing in between.
chifuyu scoffs, now standing up to peek his head out to check for himself. his eyes dart around the swimming pool area, looking for you. he straightens himself up and peers down to check on ryusei, finding him gone too.
he looks back at both of them, lips pressed into a thin line. “i can’t find neither her nor ryusei.” he says, shaking his head, walking away from the window to pace around the room in a panic, already assuming the worst. the weed paranoia is getting to him already and he barely smoked.
“fuck you mean ryusei’s gone?” baji questions, he stands up to check, finding nobody there. shit.
“maybe she just went inside, no big deal!” chifuyu says nervously.
baji sighs, “yeah, ‘cause she caught you three stalkin’ her like a bunch of creeps.. now she’s gonna think her neighbors are perverts,” he mumbles, leaning against the wall.
before chifuyu and kazutora had the chance to react at baji’s hypocrisy, the doorbell rings.
“is that him?” kazutora runs to the front door window to check until chifuyu yanks his arm back away from the door before anyone sees him, “what if it’s her?“
“so? not like we can pretend we’re not home” baji points at his ankle monitor with his eyes and starts walking towards the door.
baji didn’t suspect a single thing, he wasn’t even nervous at the idea of you being the one ringing the doorbell, it’s just some girl, he thinks. so why is he frozen in place at the sight of you, drenched, wearing a skin-tight black button-up top with shorts underneath, practically swallowing your ass and thighs, a weak attempt to “cover up”, once again, being a fucking tease.
“i’m all wet.. can i come in?” your tone oozing with seductive intent.
chifuyu and kazutora pop out from behind baji, catching the scene. chifuyu looks at your form and then at baji repeatedly with a confused look. the sight looked like a skit from a porno. you truly are a natural.
baji’s hard-on was unfortunately stepped on when he sees ryusei pop out from the side with a camera, laughing hysterically at the scene that unfolded, clearly, this was all planned to be a prank. and yet, baji seems unfazed by it. he’s barely even listening at the three, mind drifting elsewhere, lingering over the idea of you genuinely being a pornstar, he can’t get the moment out of his head.
he kept his eyes on you, watching you giggle at the two arguing and yelling at ryusei for the prank he pulled. all baji was thinking about was how sweet and innocent your smile looked compared to your former lifestyle, how your strawberry pink lipgloss was glistening perfectly with your glittery skin that came from your sunscreen, how your shirt was unbuttoned at the top perfectly exposing your breasts– the hot pink bikini you were wearing, yeah.. that’s totally what he meant.
you hugged your form from the cold breeze, unknowingly making your tits look appealing. god, if he was a casting director for porn, he would hire you in an instant with him in it. a true succubus in the flesh.
ryusei blocks baji’s view of you with his camcorder, cackling in a way that grated on baji’s nerves, “you should’ve seen your face, keisuke,” he ends the video and fiddles with the camera to watch it again. “you don’t mind if she smokes with us right guys? she got locked out” he grins infuriatingly wide, finding amusement in torturing the raven haired man.
“yeah for sure, she can smoke with us, right baji?” kazutora speaks without a thought.
baji’s stare lingers on your form once more, especially the little cute ribbons that are peeking out of your shorts, holding your bikini bottoms against your hips before quickly breaking it away to speak.
“whatever.” he says nonchalantly. he moves out of the way, walking up to his room without another word.
you slightly pout at the interaction, you hoped you’d get the chance to talk to him more since your closer now, that’s the only reason why you even agreed to ryusei’s little prank. it was so worth the reaction though. you’ve had many eyes on you and your used to it by now but this is the first time you’ve felt a magnetic pull that ignited a flicker of excitement within you just from being checked out, especially the way he did.
it was a challenge trying not to stutter after seeing him opening the door, his wife beater hugging his form so deliciously, his exposed big shoulders that his long hair couldn’t cover had you drooling, and grey sweatpants too? he’s such a gorgeous man and he doesn’t even know it.
“don’t worry about him; he’s always like that,” kazutora comforts, gesturing his head inside, inviting you in properly. a slight jingle sound from his earring. “come on in, after you.”
“such a gentleman” you fawned, brushing beside him to walk up the stairs with the three behind, finally reaching baji’s room.
“you got locked out? you, uh, need to call someone?” chifuyu says, a note of concern evident in his tone. avoiding eye contact, trying his best to ignore your.. look.
“i’d rather stay stranded if you don’t mind..” you smile nervously, shoving your hands in your back pocket to avoid fidgeting.
you look around, checking out his hot mess of a room, he’s sitting on his gaming chair, staring at the cat who’s sitting on the window sill, actually, that looks like nightmare!
“how did you get in here?” you murmur lovingly, slowly walking towards the window, bending over to pet her, unknowingly having your ass directly infront of baji, yeah, no doubt. your most definitely teasing. and he’s not falling for it. he kicks his chair back a bit to hit the wall so he can face the cat more.
your eyes flick up towards your window seeing how it’s aligned so perfectly with his, you look down finding nightmare pawing at the binoculars.
you grab it, looking through the lenses and directing it towards baji, “sorry about her; she likes to explore sometimes, especially when it comes to our neighbors.” you tilt the binoculars down a bit to look at him better.
“no worries, cats’re usually like that with me” he says, his voice carrying a husky undertone.
cats love him too? can he get any hotter?
you both sit in silence for a bit until you feel smoke being blown directly on your cheek. you turn, now facing the guy with the tiger tatted on his neck. “here,” he hands you the joint, “you two can smoke, the three of us might play some video games.” kazutora fabricates, he stuffs his hand in his jacket pockets, “you don’t happen to have wifi, do you? ours got cut off.”
you take a puff, blowing it out the window. “of course, here.”
you connect them to your wifi, and kazutora uses it to his own advantage, putting it into baji’s computer. he sits on the bed with chifuyu and ryusei next to him, he opens up a porn site and starts searching for titles he remembers you being in.
he clicks on the first video that pops up and mutes the volume. you mostly did POV videos since it’s what you were mostly known for, hundreds of videos of you bent over, teasing the camera, every POV theme, you did.
you hand baji the joint, a wave of embarrassment takes over, now noticing how soaking wet you were,
“uhm, where’s the bathroom? i need to dry up.. or at least attempt to,” you nervously laugh.
“down the hall to the left” he rasps.
you walk out of the room, feeling baji’s eyes glued to your back as you went to where he directed.
“damn, is this your girl, keisuke?” ryusei teases, watching videos of you plastering your pussy on the internet. “quit it, she’s not my girl.” baji responds with an edge to his voice, continuing to pet nightmare, who’s now laying on his lap with her stomach up.
“not even curious enough to look?” kazutora questions, his head is facing baji, but his eyes are still glued to the screen.
“'m not interested.” baji says with a monotone, knowing it was a flat-out lie, but he couldn’t give in, not yet, especially with you in the house.
chifuyu narrows his eyes at baji with suspicion, nobody knows how baji thinks like he does. he knows he’s not gonna bother asking them for the titles to watch privately, since he’s not gonna hear the end of it from kazutora and ryusei.
chifuyu makes sure kazutora didn’t put it in incognito mode and secretly moves the mouse to favorite the link for baji to check out later, glancing at kazutora and ryusei, hoping they didn’t notice.
you walk back into his room, who didn’t move his eyes away from nightmare the entire time you were gone, he lifts his head up to look at you, taking a long drag from the joint. you walk towards him to snatch the joint from his lips before he finishes it, you crouch down til your eye level with nightmare to pet her, who’s still on his lap. your current position not helping baji’s situation at all.
ryusei clears his throat, leaning back against the headboard, pretending he just didn’t see your entire naked body, head to toe, in every sex position ever created. “so, how’s the move going with you?”
you stand beside the window with your back facing it, you lean back slightly, placing your hand on the window sill for support, “still going..” you sigh, exhaling the smoke out, you quickly glance at baji, catching him with his head tilted upwards ever so slightly, fixated on you with unwavering intensity, his eyes conveying a sense of intrigue.
you immediately look away, breaking eye contact to hold back a smile.
“we’d help but, uh, one of us is a little spatially challenged at the moment” chifuyu points at baji’s ankle monitor with his chin.
“yeah i can tell, he got that whole lindsay lohan thing going on.”
“who?” baji questions, tilting his head as he gazed at you, the sun peeked through the window, streaming directly into his eyes, casting a warm glow over his face, he squints slightly, his eyebrows scrunching together, almost looking like he’s winking at you. his eyes are so intensely brown it’s driving you crazy.
you giggle handing baji the joint to smoke it, he pushes the chair closer towards you and places his foot on the wall right next to your thigh, trapping you between him. he takes a puff from your fingers. the coconut flavor of your lipgloss lingers on the joint, you would’ve thought he was messing with you until your eyes land on his hands, seeing that they’re a little occupied from nightmare playfully biting them.
“where’d you say you were from?” kazutora probes.
you tilted your head towards kazutora’s direction, still keeping eye-contact with baji as he continues playing with nightmare, watching the smoke curl out from his lips as he exhales. “i’m from the city!”
“the city?” he inquires.
you hum enthusiastically in response, “and now forcefully relocated..” you relax your back against the window sill, tilting your head back, letting the breeze hit your neck for a moment as the familiar sound of your mother’s voice reaches your ears, a shiver of fear creeps up your spine, tinged with the realization that you're in a place your definitely not supposed to be, especially since you snuck out without a word.
you jolt up and duck under the window, your head is now directly next to his foot, eye level at his ankle monitor, baji silently chuckles at you, watching his shoulders shake.
“could you come in here, please?”
you look back at the four, mouthing and pointing at the direction of the voice, “my mom”
baji offers a quiet “mm-hmm”, he peers out the window, looking at your mom who’s clearly staring directly at his window.
“yeah, she’s polite and always says please but she has that tone did you notice?” you say sarcastically, realizing that you're sitting on something. you sit up and find a blue marker right under you, taking the opportunity. you bite the lid off and carefully scribble your number onto the monitor that’s resting mere inches from your face, your hand trembles slightly as you add little hearts around and a cat resembling nightmare.
“uhuh, i know that tone” baji replies, you notice a knowing smirk in his tone.
the atmosphere crackles with anticipation as he watches your every move, his gaze lingering on you intently.
you finish off your scribbles on his cuff and place the lid back into the marker, “gotta go before she kills me..” you get up, dusting off your butt from the floor. you start walking towards the door, quickly saying your goodbyes, and run outside towards your mom
baji brings his leg up to his lap to check out the cuff, seeing your little cute doodles and your number in the middle, he bites back a smile hoping his friends don’t see, he leans back against the chair, pushing it closer to the window to watch you walk towards your front door with nightmare beside you.
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it’s been a week since you moved in, since you came over and wrote your number on his cuff, since you became a tattoo in his mind, and he couldn’t control his urges any longer.
he thought he could ignore the fact that he’s neighbors with a goddamn former pornstar but you giving him a show every. damn. time, you undress has been nothing but hard on him, literally.
it’s no coincidence that everytime you undress you had your back facing towards the window, you do it so torturously slow and seductive, almost as if you were giving him a strip tease every night, you knew exactly what you were doing.
in rare occasions you’d catch him staring and he would play it casual, acting like he’s busy doing whatever he does. but sometimes it’s innocent and sweet, you’d catch him staring at you playing with nightmare or getting ready for bed, you’d give an innocent wave or a little nod and he’d do it back, it’s a cute interaction but it’s still not helping him avoid whatever’s in his search history.
and that’s exactly what he’s gonna be clicking on tonight.
he opens the tab, already overwhelmed by the amount of POV options he could choose from. he clicks on the last video you made, and by a freak coincidence; it’s the girl next door themed.
the video starts off with you giving your usual strip tease by the window, classic. baji leans closer to the laptop, resting his elbows on the table, his eyes flicking between your window and the laptop screen.
you reach for your panties, the camera zooms closer to your ass, catching you linking your fingers under the straps, tight around your hips, you slowly start to pull them down, then snap! the camera pans back to your face from your sudden movement, catching you looking directly at the camera, the camera-guy ducks down immediately at the sight, muttering “shit, shit, shit!” behind the camera.
after a couple seconds of him hiding he holds the camera up, checking to see if you’re still there, noticing that you’re nowhere to be seen in your room until he hears footsteps walking towards the house, he pans the camera down catching you walk towards his front door.
the doorbell starts ringing.
baji’s eyes flick towards your window again after seeing your lights turn on from his peripheral vision. seeing you throw yourself onto your bed seemingly exhausted doing god knows what.
disappearing out of his sight; he continues watching the video that was still going.
“i’ll delete the video if you suck my dick” said the camera man, your eyes lit up at the offer, already getting down on your knees to unzip his pants. you bite your lip with anticipation as you look up at him with glassy doe eyes, correction; looking at the camera lense. you jerk his pants down along with his boxers–
a fluffy feline silhouette appears, blocking the laptop screen with its presence, demanding attention with a gentle purr emanating from her throat.
“seriously nightmare? now?” he gently pushes her off the laptop, accidentally having her tap on the keys from his push, disrupting the video and making it skip to the part where you finally get fucked.
except, the volume was all the way up. filthy loud moans emitting from his laptop speakers, baji immediately shuts it in shame, and from behind the laptop screen it was you, looking directly at him with a walkie talkie in your hands.
you click on the button, “sounds like somebody’s got access to the internet again” holding back a giggle.
the sound of your voice come out from the walkie talkie on his table, seeing nightmare pawing at it, she must’ve brought it here and was trying to get his attention for it.
he grabs the walkie talkie and rolls the chair closer to the window, click, “you could say that.”
click, “what’re you watchin’?”
click, “a continuous of.. something we recorded.”
click, “we?”
he grabs the camcorder from his desk and replays the part where you teased him on his front door directly to the walkie talkie speaker.
click, you laugh at the humiliating sound of your own voice attempting to seduce the hunk next door, “oh my god i completely forgot about that!”
he tongues his inner cheek, emitting an amused scoff. click, “i didn’t.”
click, “what? you jack off to it every night?” you joke with a small laugh.
click, he licks his canines, a sly smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. “maybe”
click, “don’t you got a girlfriend?”
click, “says who?”
click, “you look like a guy who would have a girlfriend”
click, he tuts “nah, i never had time.. why the sudden curiosity? y’want me or somethin’?”
you squirm in your seat, pulling up your knees to your chest and burying your face in them. click, “i didn’t mean it like that…”
click, he tilts his head slightly, leaning back against the chair. “c’mon.. be brave, just like how you were last week on my front door.” baji sways the chair side to side with his leg.
you peek your head out from your knees, resting your chin on it. click, “you’re just gonna keep bringing that up huh..”
click, “uhuh.”
click, “what did you mean by continuous by the way?” you say after a few minutes of silence.
you watch him spin his chair side by side as he ponders his answer for a bit, click, “c’mere and i’ll show you exactly what i meant.”
you bite your lip from his boldness, you didn’t expect that from him at all, then again, you didn’t expect him to be shy either, he looks like the type of guy that makes sure he gets what he wants and god does that thought make you throb.
click, “i can’t.. i’m sort of grounded for sneaking out, ever since we moved here mom’s been eyeing me like a hawk, why don’t you come here instead?”
he places his cuffed leg up on the window sill, indicating that he’s still in house arrest, you completely forgot that you’re neighbors with a criminal, another thought that has you throbbing.
click, “how’d you get that?”
click, “burnin’ a cop car for shits n giggles.”
click, “didn’t know i was neighbors with an anarchist.” you tease.
click, he mumbles “didn’t know i was neighbors with a pornstar but y’learn new shit everyday huh?”
click, “what?”
click, “don’t worry your pretty brain, gimme a sec.” he stands up from the chair and walks out of his room, disappearing from your sight, a couple minutes pass by and he comes back with a long ladder, placing it on his window and pushes it straight towards yours.
you lean your head out of the window from his action, “are you insane?! i’m not coming in like that!”
“what? too chicken shit?” he chuckles, successfully bridging the gap between your window and his. he pulls out the camcorder and clicks on the record button, panning the lenses towards you, “i’ll hold it just c’mere.”
you shake your head, incredulous. “you’re crazy–“
“you don’t trust me?” he persists, tilting his head, his gaze fixates on you with such intensity that has you breathless.
you sigh, rolling your head back. fuck it, you reluctantly step closer to the ladder. “if i break my neck it’s on you” you slowly start to climb the ladder towards him.
he grins, his eyes lingering on you, drinking in your reaction to the height as he watches you climb up with shaky hands.
he couldn’t resist fucking with you, captivated by the way your fear only seemed to enhance how gorgeous you are, he gently starts rocking the ladder back and forth, pretending to lose his grip.
you shriek, mixing with laughter, echoing in the quiet night, you bite back your screams trying to avoid your parents attention. “you fucking dickhead! stop!” your grip tightens.
“i don’t even think this fall is gonna break a neck i think it’s gonna kill me!” you whisper scream at him, laughter turning into nervous giggles.
he finds your determination cute, even after his little attempt to give you a heart attack, he relents, “alright i’ll behave, just get over here already.” he steadies the ladder.
you resume your ascent, curses punctuating the quiet of the night. you finally reach his window, breathless but wearing a triumphant grin, he offers you a hand, pulling him into his room with a subtle yet lingering touch.
you both stand face to face, the adrenaline from your little escapade still coursing through your veins, “didn’t know you had it in you.” he toys.
you roll your eyes, playfully pushing his shoulder, “you’re an asshole you know that!” a hint of a smile plays at the corners of your lips, unable to suppress it.
he zooms the camera lense at your cheek, “yeah, think i made you cry a little bit” he teases, his voice softer now, laced with genuine concern.
“shut up, it’s just the wind in my eye” you mutter, wiping at your cheek with the back of your hand.
“is that right?” his hand moves almost instinctively, gently cupping your cheek as he wipes the tear away with his thumb. his touch starts to linger, gaze fixating on your lips, slowly tracing his finger along your bottom lip.
you gasp softly, caught off guard by the sudden shift of the atmosphere, his touch intoxicating, sending shivers down your spine. instinctively, you lean into his touch, your tongue darting out to lick the lingering taste of your tears from his finger.
your eyes lock, lips slightly parting, taking in his thumb in your mouth as you start to suck on it.
he sighs, biting back his groan from emitting out of his throat, observing you from the camcorder as you suck on his thumb like a mindless whore, “uhuh, open that pretty mouth f’me.. all the way.” he flicks his eyes from the camera screen to look at you, you do as he says just from the look in his eyes, like a good girl would, he starts tracing his thumb around your tongue, thrusting his fingers in and out of your mouth, prepping it for his cock that was already bulging out of his sweats.
“suck it just like that..” he says, drunkenly watching your eyes water as you gag around his fingers, he tuts, “already?” you whimper, drooling all over his fingers, “m’ i gonna have to prep that pussy too?” you shake your head, whining even more.
“c’mon baby, use your words.” he pinches your cheeks together smushing your face, your doe eyes flick down to his crotch before looking back up again, soft lips pushed out in a pout, you link your fingers down under at the band of his boxers, pulling him closer towards you.
his grip tightens on your cheek as he lifts your head up, the look on his face when he stares down at you makes you weak in the knees.
“you actually wet this time?” he teases, bringing up what happened last week yet again,
you tease back, “how about you touch me and find out?”
he lightly slaps your cheek shutting you up, making you yelp, rubbing your thighs together after he genuinely made your clit embarrassingly throb from the slap. his hand finds its place on your cheek again, “quit being a tease and do as i say princess” he mocks.
“what does that needy pussy want, huh?”
“wanna suck your dick.” the way you were acting so damn shy and obedient as if you weren’t whoring yourself out and plastering your pussy all over the internet makes his dick spring up in an instant.
“yeah?” he tilts his head, moving the camera away to admire you, the ends of his hair tickling your skin, you nod persistently, he grins wider, his canines poking out of his lips, his hand slides down your throat and grips around it, pulling you closer towards his face as he locks his lips with yours,
your plump coconut flavored lips kisses him back, groaning at your taste, remembering how he first tasted it when it was lingering on the joint. you deepen the kiss after feeling his grip tighten,
he pulls you closer towards his chest, making you stand on your tippy toes savoring the kiss, your hands rest atop his chest to tug on his shirt desperately, silently begging for more of him, his tongue licks at the bottom of your lips. finally breaking the kiss off to breathe, his spit string connected to your lips, your knees already growing weak from the small make out sesh as he grabs a handful of your hair, tugging it down forcing you on your knees, enough to make your pupils dilate at the subtle feeling of pain, he takes a mental note of your masochism and unlinks his sweats, sitting down on his chair, legs spread wide open for you to drool and gush over.
he points the camera towards you again, “what’re y’waitin’ for huh? suck what you’ve been beggin’ for.”
your fingers tremble with desire, squeezing your thighs together getting wetter and wetter from how deep his voice is, you curl your fingers under the boxer band and pull it down, freeing his thick fat dick out from it’s confinements, falling entranced with the bobbing of his cock that sprung upwards towards his stomach.
your hand reaches out to grab his cock, wrapping him around your delicate hand, slowly jerking him back and forth. your fingers aren’t even near touching from how thick he was, a fat flushed tip pooling with pre making you drool at the sight.
you part your lips, flattening your tongue around his tip, circling around it, toying with him– toying with his patience,
he rolls his head back holding in his groans as you bob your head up and down painfully slow, he snakes his fingers through your hair, grabbing a handful of it to push you down further, thrusting in your throat, back and forth. you moan on his dick, he grips onto the camcorder tight, your throat vibrations against it almost made him lose control, he yanks your hair pulling you back away from his dick, groaning at the loss of you.
saliva trailed from your mouth to his tip, making his dick twitch at the sight.
you teasingly kiss at the tip, giggling at his reaction as you quickly got up to walk over his bed, bending over, crawling towards the middle of it. you arch your back, ass up with your head down, you look back at him motioning him to walk over with your finger as you moved your hips back and forth.
he zooms the camcorder at your form, “there she is..” he slowly starts to walk over towards you, he grabs your hips, hooking onto your black lace shorts and tugging it back towards his crotch to grind on you, you arch against him, moaning at the friction of his hardened dick against your aching clit, pushing yourself back like a bitch in heat, “pretty fuckin’ sight, right there.”
he reaches his hand down, skimming up your thighs, spreading it apart more, the hand at your thigh slides up and cups your ass, pulling your shorts upwards to reveal the outline of your plush pussy, you silently thank god you were wearing black or you’d already have a visible wet spot.
you can’t help the blush that consumes your entire face, burying your face into his blanket from embarrassment, “stop teasing me..”
he hums in response, getting a close up of your outline on his camera, “i haven’t even seen your pussy and just from the outline of it.. jesus christ, you’re gonna be the death of me.” he says through gritted teeth as if he was straining to hold himself back from eating you,
he starts kissing your clothed clit, burying his sharp nose up the seam of your shorts. “need to taste you.” he rips off your shorts in a blink of an eye,
“w-wait-“ “i’ll buy you new ones baby, quit whinin’.’”
he pulls at the sides of your panties, letting them go to snap back against your pussy. you whimper at the sensation, greedily moving your hips against his finger trying to get him to touch you already. he tuts, moving his hand away making you miss his fingers, you feel a sharp smack against your ass, “be patient.”
he slowly starts pulling them off of you, you wish you weren’t so embarrassed from your position so you could look at his pretty face, it’s always what drove you crazy about him, feeling his eyes on you everytime you undress in-front of the window, of course you fucking did that on purpose, your neighbor is hot for god’s sakes! all you ever fantasized about was him, him, him.
and here he is, right in-between your legs from behind, recording and staring at your pretty pussy glistening around his index finger, slowly rubbing your slit up and down, his long finger slides up inside you, curling it, the bottom of his palm rubs right against your clit.
baji hovers above you, jaw clenched as he works his hand fast, shoving his ring finger to join his middle one. he whispers in your ear, “you’re so fuckin’ hot like this, so needy for me.” he kisses and bites the back of your neck, trailing his lips down your back towards your ass, lowering himself to be in direct line of sight of your pussy again.
he lightly starts sucking on your now swollen clit, burying his face in your cunt, messily eating you making the nastiest noises, which sends your hips squirming away from his lips, he circles his arms around your thighs, keeping you still enough while he tasted you.
he continues finger-fucking you, hardening his tongue to lick at your clit. he changes his thrusts to the scissoring motion. even though you told him you didn’t need prepping for his cock, something tells him that you’re not gonna be able to take it, begging him to stop.. whining about how it’s too much, the thought of hurting you like that and stretching your cunt out to only fit the form of his cock got him twitching.
seems like he’s not the only one who’s throbbing already, feeling your walls tighten up around his fingers, thighs trembling beyond your control as he holds it down with his grip that squeezes you from time to time. your moans, pleads and whimpers were music to his ears as you climax on his mouth,
you grip at the sheets feeling him spit on your pussy, sucking and tasting your juices with his eyes dilated, taking in the sight of his meal as if this is his last one, cause you truly are gonna be the fucking death of him. his fingers spread open your folds, watching his spit drip in between, clenching around nothing since you were achingly empty, he suddenly lifts his face, coming up to hover over you, continuing to work his fingers into you, fucking your own slick back into your cunt. “think she can handle my cock baby?” he gives your pussy a quick slap!
you clamp your teeth, hissing at the slap, you push yourself up with your arm to meet his eyes, biting your plump lips as you look back at him finger fucking you, the corners of his mouth glistening with your arousal, you nod persistently.
“use your words.” he gives your pussy another slap, “yes, yesyesyes..! please..” you plead pathetically, tears leaking from overwhelming pleasure already and he hasn’t even fucking started.
“atta girl, gonna give your pussy what it keeps throbbin’ for, and ‘m not gonna fuckin’ stop.” he says in between ripping off a condom from its confinement with his teeth and slides it on his cock, you moan after every promise he makes as he slowly sinks his tip in, your swollen plush lips swallowing and clenching him already, “shit.. ease up baby, you’re so goddamn tight.” his head tilts back, feeling you resist him, he hisses trying so hard to hold back from blowing his load right then and there.
he slides his hand to the back of your head, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling you closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around you as his entire length finally sinks into you, you immediately grip on his arms, nails digging into him as a whine leaves your throat.
he pulls out and slides back in, over and over, his eyes glued to the way your slick is already coating his cock, he keeps his pace slow and hard, finding your spots and avoiding hitting your cervix, as much as he loves the thought of seeing you in pain he’d rather watch you squirt from overwhelming pleasure all over his abdomen.
his head dips down into the crook of your neck, biting it to suppress his groans, holding back from pulling out the condom and snapping his hips against your ass, the thought of breeding you is slowly consuming him and he’s trying his very best to hold that back.
suddenly, the creak of the front door of the house interrupts, followed by the soft thud of it closing. baji recognizes his mom’s footsteps slowly approaching the stairs, he suddenly straightens up at the sound, turning his head towards his door expecting her to barge in like she usually would, he takes the opportunity to slide the condom off, slowly shoving his tip back in, ignoring her presence in the house.
“s-stop.. i think somebody’s here.. i-“ he cuts you off immediately shoving two fingers into your mouth, “suck ‘n shut the fuck up.” the worst part about all of this is that he doesn’t stop.
matter of fact, his pace is moving faster than before, sounds of his hips roughly clapping your ass echoes around his room. you try to talk with a mouthful, “she’s gonna hear-“ “i don’t give a shit.” he gags you with his fingers, rolling his waist to knock into you, soaking wet pussy coating his abdomen, strings of slick connecting the two of you as he continues to kill your guts, forcing you to swallow back your screams as you mindlessly suck on his fingers like a dumb whore.
the second he started fucking you raw, everything that was holding him back from brutally pounding you is gone, your pussy’s too damn addictive, he can’t miss it for a minute, god if he was one of your costars he would’ve grown attached to you, making the producers yell “cut” cause he just. won’t. stop. fucking you.
you plead for him to stop, trying to push him back, too overstimulated for another orgasm, you suppress more moans from escaping your lips as he shoves all of his pulsating dick inside your wet cavern. the base of his cock meets your slit to let you know just how absolutely deep he’s gone in.
you were a siren to him, whimpers and squeaks too addictive to hear that he falls in a trance, watching you suppressing your noises like he ordered you to. he’s already planning on rewarding you for being such a good girl for him, ideas about lapping on your pussy nonstop cloud his mind, yeah. he’s gonna make you his after this.
for now, you don’t care about anything else except the feeling of his intoxicating desperate thrusts as he rams more forcefully inside, tears well up your eyes along with your whimpers. slobbering over his fingers and choking on your spit, you clench around him as you feel a growing sensation in your lower abdomen, aside from butterflies.
baji finally pulls his fingers out of your mouth, “speak up baby.” he taunts before tightening his hand around your neck “fuckmybrainsoutfuckmybrainsout please please..” you can barely form a word from the pressure he’s putting against your windpipe, the only words that emit from your mouth are the words of a bitch in heat who’s clit possessed her body, mind and soul, and that’s exactly who you are right now.
“shit. let me cum inside you and i will princess.”
“wh- what about the condom..”
he grunts feeling you tighten around him, “must’ve slipped out.”
he’s so fucking mean, you’d be lying if you said you hated it, especially with the way you clenched around him after finding out that he was fucking you raw this entire time.
you nod, you nod desperately and latch onto his arms when the skin slapping becomes louder and louder with each second that passes, you cry in absolute euphoria as he chases his orgasm, feeling his own climax budding inside of him.
you start clapping your ass up to meet his thrusts, your mind brainless from his constant fucking, focused on one thing and one thing only.
your tits bounces as he jerks his hips more rapidly, he cusses under his breath, catching up to an animalistic pace until you completely disintegrate under him by the time you reach your climax.
your legs shake and your lips quiver, baji takes the opportunity and coats your insides with his load, shooting thick ropes of white all over your walls as you clench your cunt around him, draining the life out of him from the tip of his dick just from your tight pussy.
gasping and whimpering as he slowly pulls out of you to direct the camcorder towards your pussy, watching how his hot seed oozes out of the hole he just destroyed. he gives your ass a smack, flesh shaking like jelly as you push out more of his seed, making it drip down your slit, he grabs your ass spreading you open to give more room for it to ooze out.
“you’re so fucking perfect.. mine. all mine..” he says softly from behind the camcorder, he pans the camera towards your face, you smile into your shoulder blissfully and giggle as he films your bruised and used cunt. “mhm.. only mine.”
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Dazzling Starlet, Bardot Reincarnate
It’s 1990. Eddie Munson did Steve Harrington the favour of being his first male sexual encounter and is filled with deep regret when Steve Harrington shows up at his apartment needing his help months later.
OR: Steve’s parents find magazines under his bed and Eddie begrudgingly lets him stay at his apartment and hates every second even though hes secretly a sweetie with a soft spot
"I cannot fucking believe it." Eddie grumbled, arm leaning against the surface of the bar as he glared over the rim of his glass.
"What?" Robin asked, immediately averting her gaze to Eddie's line of sight.
"Oh, you're talking about Steve again. Shocking." Robin sang, tone tainted in sarcasm.
It had been three months since Eddie had kicked Steve out of his apartment the morning after their surprising, yet oddly exhilarating sexual excursion.
He'd done Steve a favour, Eddie got laid. Quid pro quo. All's fair in sex and war.
Eddie was of the assumption that he was free of him, that life would go back to normal after Steve Harrington. Like plucking a blood sucking leech from your skin knee deep in a shallow river or finally digging out that splinter in your finger with a pair of tweezers.
But no.
Because Steve Harrington was everywhere.
All of the time.
Dancing, flirting, kissing.
He'd become a regular at Eddie's most sacred place. His Nirvana, his church. Valhalla, Abraham's bosom, whatever you wanted to call it.
Thursday to Saturday, as soon as those club doors opened at 9pm, there he was. He'd even made friends with the bouncers so he could skip the queue each time. The guy had a fucking membership card and every single person in there knew who he was.
Eddie shrugged it off at first. He's young, he's finding himself. He deserves to blow off some steam and have a little fun. The sex was pretty much the only joy of being gay so he couldn't blame him too much.
Eddie would watch him saunter up to past, present - and what he was hoping were future - flings without a care in the world. He cut his T-shirts up into crop tops to show off his abs, he started wearing eyeliner, he would tease and flirt with anyone who so much as looked in his direction.
He had a posse of men around him at all times with their hands all over him.
And Eddie was forced to bear witness to all of it.
Eddie whips around to face Robin behind the bar, slamming his glass down on the surface.
"I used to be the best fucking ride in here. Then he comes along acting like he owns the place and everyone flocks to him like Jesus' disciples after he waltzed out of his cave." Eddie seethed through gritted teeth.
"They're just a bunch of cock starved hedonists. Y'know I thought we had a little humility about us. Evidently fucking not."
Robin rolled her eyes, drying a glass with a dish towel.
"He's just the hot new thing, you know how this place goes. Some other poor unsuspecting twink will come along in a week and everyone will forget about him."
"I literally taught him everything he knows."
"Well - at least you don't have to deal with him anymore. You did him a solid and now he's - giving everyone else a solid." Robin snickered.
Eddie downed his drink, sliding the empty glass across the bar.
"Makes me sick." He spat.
"You're not jealous are you?" Robin smiled slyly as she poured a single measurement full of Eddie's favourite whiskey.
Jim Beam. Old reliable, Jim. That was the one man who couldn't piss Eddie off even if he tried.
"No, no - I'm not fucking jealous."
"Sounds like you're jealous." Robin thinned her lips and widened her eyes cautiously as she handed Eddie his drink.
"Screw you, man. I just think it's a bit rich coming from the guy who didn't even know how to finger himself three months ago." Robin grimaced as Eddie took a hefty sip.
"Like, how good can he be really? He's a bottom, all he does is lay there. I was the one doing all the work! Me!" He exclaimed as Robin continued to stare at him.
"What?"
"It just sounds like you're a bit upset that after your steamy night of passion, he seems to have forgotten all about you."
"That doesn't upset me." Eddie sneered.
"Its preferable he forgets all about me. I like it that way."
"Sure." Robin said, lowering her gaze to bite back a smile she was desperately trying hard to hide from Eddie.
"Are you forgetting that I could have had him again? I'm the one who sent him packing the next morning. I didn't get down on my knees and beg him to stay. I wanted him gone."
"Well, there you go then. I don't know what you're so uptight about!" Robin declared, slapping her hands against her thighs in defeat.
Eddie turned around, realising he wasn't going to be getting the validation from Robin anytime soon. Ever the pacifist.
Eddie watched as Steve raked a hand through his hair - his already cropped shirt lifting even higher as Eddie's eyes unwillingly glazed over the scope of his body.
God.
Steve gleamed at Eddie, making his way over to the bar.
"Oh my fucking God there's no escape is there." Eddie muttered.
"Hey." Steve called out breathlessly, smiling at Eddie.
"Hi." Eddie grumbled, leaning back against the bar and crossing his arms tightly against his chest.
"You look like you're having fun."
"I would say the same for you, but - looks a bit dry over here." He retaliated, directing his attention to Robin and offering her a sickeningly sweet smile.
"Could I get a vodka lime and soda please, Robin?"
"Sure thing!" Robin responded.
A little too politely for Eddie's liking.
"Vodka lime and soda? What are you a forty year old woman watching her figure?" Eddie mocked, peering at Steve in his peripheral.
"Well - I was gonna offer to buy you a drink"-
"No thanks. I don't take handouts." He interjected, hurriedly.
"So testy." Steve acknowledged - folding his arms against the bar, elbow knocking against Eddie's as he situated himself mere inches against his face.
"And for your information - It's the opposite of dry, thank you very much. We're having a blast."
"Yeah, it's a real hoot and a half over here." Robin deadpanned, topping Steve's drink off with soda water.
"Coulda fooled me." Steve shrugged.
"Not going out there?" He asked, cocking his head over to the main floor filled with bustling bodies.
"Nah, just observing tonight. I'm not interested in chasing around a bunch of fucked out crystal queens with blown out pupils right now."
"Y'know - I've seen you a couple times - you haven't left with anybody in a while." Steve acknowledged.
"So?"
"So - could the great Eddie Munson be past his prime?"
Oh, this kid had a death wish.
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Part (and thankfully final) 3 – What Happens Next?
This last part shouldn’t be as long as the last so there is that to be thankful for.
What is going to happen is like trying to guess how long a piece of string is.  We can surmise what we believe might happen, but what we say and what actually happens can be two separate and polar opposite things.
Do we believe the Carlos Sainz Jr and Rebecca Donaldson PR Relationship of Doom is due to end?  Yes.
Can we say when? Not definitively, but soon.
We can guess in the next few weeks if Rebecca keeps on being power hungry as it really does seem Carlos is just about done with her antics as are the general populus.  As she is unpredictable, we can’t give a definitive answer except to say this is on its last legs.  Possibly before summer break.
With more articles, more negative comments will come.  The more her little brainwashed minions try and defend her, the more people are going to be annoyed with her as it does seem even now that she only has young keyboard warriors (a la Kelly) as her fans.  Adults tend to not listen to these types of fans in the face of facts which are easily accessible on any gossip page.  The pages worth noting do seem to be private on IG which we understand is due to trolls and Rebecca’s Minions (and Rebecca herself at one point) sending hate.  We know what that is like.  It’s why this is InfandousTruth2.0.  Death threats are not fun.
As for Carlos, he needs to be incredibly careful PR wise from this point onwards.  Team Principals and owners of teams do not just look at a drivers on track performance if they are looking to sign a driver.  They look at the overall package which includes the drivers own brand off track and if it will be a good fit for their team.  If a drivers brand is to be an asshole, but a loveable asshole, they can then use this to their advantage.  This is not the brand Carlos is going for.  He (up until May last year) was going for wholesome, kind, family orientated that can get the job done on track.  Now it seems to be lothario who is only with a problematic model because his team don’t like their drivers to look single.  Carlos has the back half of this year to correct course if he is wanting to sign with a good team.  On track he is currently doing perfectly.  Getting a race win after an emergency appendectomy was always going to be good for public relations.  Now he needs to build on that.  He needs to redeem his reputation for the remainder of the year.  While he has a leech attached to him using his name, reputation and contacts to get what she wants, he may not get the deal he is wanting.
Let’s look at the two top teams – Mercedes and Red Bull.
Red Bull already have enough PR problems of their own right now.  Max comes across as arrogant, and unless it has something to do with racing he doesn’t care and is happy to do whatever his dad says.  An interview he did recently really did raise a lot of concern amongst our group as it made Jos Verstappen sound like a narcissistic tyrant.  Management are split in two – one half want Christian Horner gone, the other half want Jos and Helmut Marko to go.  It’s a bit of a mess there.  Carlos does not want to be amongst that as he will be lost in the noise.  They may be the best team on the grid, but they are currently imploding and honestly who wants history to repeat between Jos and Carlos Senior?
Mercedes we believe would be the better fit.  Not as chaotic, a Team Principal that can sometimes run at the mouth, but has his shit together better than RB at present.  It also seems they are no nonsense.  Carmen (George Russell’s partner? Question mark on that one) seemed to be headed in the direction of Kelly, Rebecca and Kika, but has seemed to have toned it down since the beginning of the season.  We believe Merc PR have had a hand in that.  This would be ideal for Carlos PR wise as he won’t have the pressure of having to fake a relationship with this team – see Lewis.  How often he is seen with different women and no one bats an eye.  He needs that stability behind him.  Car wise, they need to fix what they have broke, but Carlos is a engineers driver.  He knows how to relay the information they really need to them to get the car to work not just for himself but for his teammate as well.
Also would help if he was with a team that treats him as part of a team and not spare parts and understands what the word ‘strategy’ means.
So.  To wrap everything up, expect to see more tomfoolery from Rebecca and Carlos for the foreseeable, but the more they push the subject, the worse it will look for them.  Rebecca's Minions will keep running to anyone who speaks ill of their Queen and talk nonsense, but it's all noise now as Rebecca has managed to annoy the masses at large due to an overused Push. Carlos has one chance to get a good deal with a good team, but Rebecca is running the risk of this not happening due to her own power hungry antics.  Do we see this ending?  Yes, and hopefully soon.  But the only ones who can pull that lever are Carlos and Rebecca (as we don’t see Ferrari giving a shit any longer since they got what they wanted – to ruin Carlos’ reputation).  Let us hope Carlos has the fortitude to do so before it doesn’t work out for him.
See you again soon. Possibly.
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Malleus, Vil, Floyd, Jamil and Rook, please! Are waiting outside the building for (their crush) MC so they can walk together. They hear a BOOM and "AHHHHHHHHH" and suddenly they catch MC, who was sent flying out the 2nd story window by a misdirected spell blast. In thanks for catching her, she gives them a sincere and sweet kiss on the cheek? Thank you!!!!!!
Floyd Leech: 
You are incredibly thankful you caught Floyd on a good day, as splatting on the ground would be preferable to landing on an already irritated eel. He tilted his head as he stared at the window you flew out of, asking with a pout why you were having fun without him. Once his questioning is over (he wanted to recreate the experiment gone wrong with his VERY lucky lab partner next period), he asked what his prize was for catching you. You ignore the devious pointed grin to give him a kiss on his cheek, a real mistake as he squeezed you extra tight until he felt he was properly compensated in kisses.
Jamil Viper: 
Jamil thinks, at first, that he should’ve let you fall on your ass but his ‘don’t let the rich idiot die’ training kicked in automatically. He stared at you with a raised eyebrow, his disappointed mother look getting you to confess immediately to what had gone wrong. When you thank him he’s suddenly flustered, telling you not to bring him into your shenanigans unnecessarily as a real ‘thanks’. When you offered up a kiss on the cheek Jamil found himself thrown off balance again, doing his best to glare and cursing himself for only ever finding trouble.
Malleus Draconia: 
Malleus caught you with total ease, looking at you in his arms with an amused smirk on his face. He asked if you were alright, giving you a once over before carefully setting you back on the ground (you don’t think you’ve ever been that high up). Before you’re down though you find yourself wrapped around his neck, your lips pressed hastily against his cheek. Your boldness had always amused him and this was no different, Malleus asking if he could get another if he continued to hold you.
Rook Hunt: 
Rook thought he might’ve smelled trouble in the air then, lo-and-behold — a beautiful specimen was offered from the heavens above, falling directly into his strong arms within the blink of an eye. He is painfully curious on how you managed to get in a situation like that, having to compliment your ability to stay stunning even while wildly flying through the air in a panic. He insisted you invite him next time, even the sweet kiss on the cheek you give not enough as he refused to put you down until you agreed to bring him on your next adventure.
Vil Schoenheit: 
You can’t help but note that, despite his slim, sleek physique, Vil is actually quite strong. He doesn’t have any trouble holding you in his arms, sighing and asking what caused such a scene. He takes it in stride but you can see he wants to give a thorough lecture (and perhaps a much less elegant ass-kicking) to the person who almost caused you harm. Now, if you were the culprit behind your own almost demise you’d be on the receiving side of his withering glare, no kisses able to save you from the scolding he delivered.
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I've never sent a request before, but I'm fiending for more adam, like anything, anything at all
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Adam x 3rd Spouse! Reader
Viewer discretion is advised
Warnings: Angst(?), Not exactly fluff at the end but it gets better, typical Adam TW’s, reader low-key high-key has a complex about being loved, this is set way before the show, and Gn! Reader. (Also Y/n isn’t used, which also surprised me, the author, LMAO)
Part 2 Part 3
Request Box: Open
Word count: 1760
A/N: Hi! Thanks for the request! I haven’t had a chance to write something that was originally my own idea in a while, so this was very refreshing! I’ve had this idea since I’ve watched the show so I hope you enjoy it!
I’m entirely up for making a small series from this oneshot, but I would need to know y’all’s opinion on it! (So don’t feel scared to let me know if you want some more of this idea in my Request box/the replies on this post!!)
Also Adam may be slightly OOC but please just chalk it up to him not yet getting his ego’s dick sucked 24/7
Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, let me know if you do!
Proofread but of course could have left mistakes!
You’ve existed for almost all of human existence, Almost.
You were the 4th being to be created during the time of Eden. But unlike the other 3, you weren’t human. In fact, you technically never lived before. An honestly hopeless existence, yet it was so beautiful in every way. But for what purpose? Well…
You were created shortly after Eve ate the apple, before she and eventually Adam committed the first act of sin that caused evil to latch onto humanity like a leech.
The reason for your existence was simple. To be Adam’s new spouse, except for when after he died. From the very moment Eve bit the fruit of temptation, it was already decided she would hold no place in heaven. Adam was given mercy due to him not possessing any knowledge of the fruit Eve had shared with him, he trusted her wholeheartedly. Which is exactly why heaven gave him mercy… no, pity would be a better choice of words.
Upon your creation you learned immediately of the happenings before your existence. About Lilith and Eve, and about Lucifer
And so, after Adam and Eve were casted away from the Garden, they continued to live their lives, fostering the existence of mankind for the rest of time. And when they eventually died, Adam was given pity while Eve was thrown to the wayside, the vast unknown.
You thought it was finally your time to experience existence with the one you loved, the one you were made for. Of course you never would know life as he did but surely your life never-after life could be just as meaningful as his.
How excited you were, how completely enamored by the thought of it. But there was a problem with that, Adam had grown into a new person, he was meant to of course, he was human. But he had grown selfish, abhorrent… insecure.
You understood why, to be betrayed by not one but two of his wives for the same person. You couldn’t possibly imagine what he could be feeling. Before you were to meet your future husband, Sera informed you that he had asked for a mask, and once on, he has refused to take it off.
That didn’t bother you, it’s irrelevant to your love for him. You've only heard descriptions of his features. Short Brown hair, gold eyes, bushy eyebrows, some scruff on his chin. All in all, he sounded perfectly fine, ordinary even. But even then it’s his choice to wear the mask, so you’ll respect it.
Finally, the time he arrived in heaven, and when Sera finally introduced you, his new spouse, the one to whom would be by his side for the rest of forever.
He rejected you outright.
“What?” Your breath hitched as you stuttered over the word, the sharp inhale of your lungs through your mouth flicked through the air.
Sera looked just as shocked as you but she quickly regained her composure “What is the meaning of this Adam?”
“If you think I’m going to let my life get fucked over by another one of your “gifts” well, you’ve got another thing coming!” He crossed his arms and shook his head defyingly. “I’ve already learned my lesson with those last 2 bitches.”
“Adam I’m sorry that happened to you but I would never-“ almost like lightning his finger shot to your mouth, shushing you.
“Save it, Sweetcheeks, I really don’t care what you have to say, so just stay there and look pretty, k?” His hand fell and grabbed the sides of your face, squishing your cheeks together, his LED mask flashing a sharp smile.
You saddeningly looked down at the clouds below you.
“Adam!” Sera’s voice sounded through the air, still soft but firm, she continued, placing a hand on your shoulder, “Divine judgment allowed you to be the first human soul in heaven, so I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I expect you to give your new spouse that same grace.”
Slowly your eyes looked up at Sera with a soft smile. Adam only groaned “Ugh, Fine but don’t be fuxking annoying, capiche?” You nod your head quickly.
“Very good, glad we have it settled.” Sera gives a quick smile, “now, I have some business to take care of so I’ll leave you two alone to get to know one another” With that, Sera flew away leaving the both of you alone.
The silence was thick in the air, the only sound being the occasional wind breeze blowing past. The sunlight creeps in through the clouds painting an orange sky above you both. In every sense of the word, it was perfect.
It was almost funny. You had waited so long to finally meet him, your true love, the one you were made for. All the things you dreamed about, the laughs you’d have together, the warm embrace of the person who you loved. But now… you didn’t know what to say…
“I’m… happy to finally meet you.” Your voice is quiet, almost non-audible. “I’ve been waiting for you since… well, forever…”
He doesn’t respond. He seems to be transfixed on something below you both. You train your eyes on whatever he’s watching only to see the dark cavernous abyss below you. Finally he breaks his silence.
“The fuck is that?” He asked pointing down, a sound of genuine intrigue hidden behind his abrasive voice
“That’s hell?” You stated confused “where would-be sinners will go to be punished, didnt you k-“ you suddenly realized that perhaps Adam really didn’t know what hell was. It was only created relatively recently, after Eve and Him ate the apple, of course he wouldn’t know. “it’s also where Lucifer-“
“Don’t fucking say his name.” Adam spoke, his voice rough in his speech. LED mask putting a harsh frown on his face. “Let’s get one thing straight M”Kay babe, if you’re my “new spouse” that’s something you should remember.” The “new spouse” was said with a tone clearly meant to mock you.
“Sorry…”
“Ugh, It’s fine, just don’t do it again.” He groaned before a wicked smile crept onto his mask “Sooo, that means he’s going to be stuck with all the wasteful beings of existence, HA fuxkin’ hilarious. Guess that makes them the losers and us the Winners!”
His laugh filled the air, the sound was like music to your ears, sure maybe it wasn’t really what you’d hoped he’d fine funny, but you loved it all the same but eventually his laugh died down
Silence again… in admits of all of it you suddenly was sparked with a thought “oh!” Adam looked confused at the random exclamation. “I had almost forgotten… I brought you something, as a welcome gift or was it a nice to meet you gift? Both? Eh, it doesn’t matter but the point is-“ you suddenly snap your fingers.
Golden light began shining, the light seemed like liquid hot magma as it moved and molded slowly into a shape. Light seemed to be overlapping and churning into itself, forming your desired outcome. With one final snap of your fingers, the gleaming gold liquid took hold, and quickly hardened to a solid.
The object that had formed quickly fell down, landing in your arms with a light thud.
“I’m still learning this creation stuff, so I’m sorry if it’s not perfect but-“ you hold out the object in your arms as an invitation to grab it “I learned from Sera that you liked to play guitar when you were alive, so I thought you might like to have one here…”
Adam looked at the instrument in your hands. The base color was gold, the neck was pearly white with gold strings. To be honest it looked more like a harp then anything, like if a guitar and a harp had a baby.
Silence again. Did he not like it? Did he hate it? You go to pull it back to you and apologize when suddenly it’s ripped out from your hands.
“Holyshit, this is sick as Fuck!” Adam immediately started playing some rifts on the new guitar. The sound wasn’t what you were expecting but you guess Sera was right about his talent with the instrument. The whole time his mask had a wide and sharp smile as he mimicked guitar sounds with his voice, the occasional laugh leaving his mouth.
“I’m really glad you like it” you say, a sigh of relief leaving your body.
Adam looked at you, one you missed. He saw how relieved you were, how nice you were being. No person who supposedly loved him ever gifted him something, well, one other did. Someone he trusted and loved more than everyone, anyone. But look how that ended, with them being removed from the garden, away from an eternity of happiness until he died. All from someone giving him what he thought was nothing but love, a gift.
But he could see that this was different, you were different. When Eve gave him the apple, she didn’t explain what it was or why she wanted him to eat it, even when he asked her she didn’t explain. But with you, you had not only given him something you knew he liked but also expressed the reason behind it. Yes, you were different, even Adam could see it.
“Anyways, thanks for the axe, I guess…” Adam for the first time was stunned, but quickly he continued “What was the thing that Sera chick said about me and “divine judgment” or whatever the fuck? That she gave me the “benefit of the doubt…”
You were a bit confused but continued listening, “I guess I should at least try to give you a chance, since you got me this sick ass guitar an’ shit.” Your face lit up, you about began to speak before you were, once again, shushed “B-B-But-” his finger tapped your lips with each repeated syllable ”-only a chance. If you betray me like those last 2 bitches then you’re done, got it?”
To say you were overjoyed would be an understatement, a smile quickly plastered across your face as you quickly nodded your head
“Alright good, so uh, what do ya say about showing me the best places to get a bite to eat around here, I could really go for some ribs right about now.”
“ I’d… love to, thank you Adam”
“Yeah don’t mention it Sweetcheeks” Adam quickly wrapped his arm around your shoulder and you two began walking.
Maybe you will get your eternity of happiness.you can only pray you do.
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vicious I ln4
pairing: lando norris x reader, a little of charles leclerc x reader🫣 summary: lando's fans always attack you yet he does nothing to defend you, inspired by vicious by sabrina carpenter notes: if youre the anon that requested this sorry it took so long lol! but you were so sweet ty masterlist, part two
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user wait is she dating lando??
user there's been rumors of them dating for months but neither of them have confirmed user hopefully not lol
user i had no idea she went on this trip
user yeah cause lando never posts her or even likes her posts lmfaoaofda
user am i the only one that finds her annoying...
user nooo everyone else does lol shes always leeching off lando
yourbff ur perfect babe liked by yourusername
user pls dont let this be a hard launch🧎‍♀️lando get UP
user of course she has to post lando🤣she needs him for the likes
maxfewtrell spent more time on the ground than actually skiing
yourusername SHHHH it was my first time
user why are all these comments about lando?? im only looking at her😍
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f1gossip Y/n Y/l/n spotted in Bali celebrating New Years at Martin Garrix's show, possibly with Lando Norris. The two have sparked dating rumors for a few months now but no confirmation has been made from either of them.
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user we might have to start accepting that theyre dating☹️
user I REFUSE
user wait im new to the fandom, whys everyone hating on y/n i love her music...
user shes always posting lando for attention and he clearly has no interest in her, he doesnt even like her posts user plus his ex >>>>>>> y/n
user she doesnt deserve him, he needs someone lowkey and y/n is such an attention whore
user not surprised shes there, always leeching on him
user right like girl give him space, he aint yours
user im a y/n defender idgaf. everyone in these comments are just jealous liked by yourbff
user yikes... user defending someone who needs a man to stay relevant lol ok
user i miss luisinha😭
user im convinced theyre still dating and shes using lando for pr
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y/n hey lan, i safely made it back to the hotel
lando 👍
y/n i still dont understand why you wanted me to leave early though, its not even midnight :(
lando y/n, we talked about this. there was lots of paparazzi there and if they saw us together on midnight they would think we're dating
y/n we ARE dating... why are you acting like we arent?
lando yk what i meant im just trying to protect you from the craziness that comes from dating me baby
y/n im already getting hate, hows hiding me any different?
lando lets just not do this tn. yk how much worse its gonna get it if we confirm anything listen i love you, isnt that enough?
y/n yeah, ily too
lando ill see you later tn❤️
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You Will Stop the Wedding! - Leona Kingscholar
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SUMMARY: YOU were the one being kidnapped by Princess Eliza to marry her. How would he react and how would he save you? With the aggravation of he already having a crush on you.
CHARACTERS: Leona Kingscholar  x Reader
TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Declaration
WORD COUNT: 870 words
Riddle Rosehearts / Leona Kingscholar / Azul Ashengrotto / Jamil Viper / Vil Schoenheit / Idia Shroud / Malleus Draconia
Rescuing You - Deuce Spade; Jack Howl; Floyd Leech; Kalim Al-Asim
COMMENTS: What have I done? Why did I commit to writing this? And why did I write so much? Why was I so inspired? There were seven of them! Why do I do this to myself? So yeah, this took me a long time. But I hope it was worth it, for me and for you.
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CONTEXT: Someone was kidnapped to marry some ghost princess and might end up turning into a ghost too. And he just found out that someone was you.
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Leona couldn't care less about someone being kidnapped by a delusional princess, until he finds out that the student who was kidnapped was YOU.
He is shown to be more interested in the subject after that, which makes the other Housewardens question and some even messing with him. Probably Vil and Azul. He tells them to shut up.
He ends up not being part of the first groups, being in the last. Why? Because this is important, it is your life that is at risk after all. So he first needs to analyse those ghosts to know the best way to act. If it is necessary to risk losing pieces, then let them be pawns.
The whole time he acts like he's not doing this for you. As if he just wanted to prove that he could solve this in an instant. When it's the last group's turn, the other three who are with them end up staying behind to stall the guards. And he is the only one who can reach the ceremony hall.
And he follows the plan. He says to stop the wedding and the reason why the princess should marry him and not you is: “Unlike everyone who tried to woo you and unlike the person standing with you at the altar right now, I am actually royalty. Weren't you looking for a prince? Well, you have one right here. Now you just need to exchange that herbivore you have with you for me.”
The princess said he had good arguments, but she also showed that she didn't really like Leona's presumption.
“I apologize. I'm just trying to show you that I would be the more suited partner for you. The person you chose to be your partner doesn't even want to be there with you. Doesn't even like you.”
She gasps! And she starts to defend herself saying that it's a lie, that there is love for her in you, you just needed a little more time.
“Sorry to be the one to break the bad news to you, Your Highness, but that's not how it works. It is not after marriage that love arises. It is not with money and wealth that love arises. At least not true love. You should find someone who sees beyond that. May they see you for who you are and not for what you have. Someone who doesn't care about titles. And only then, maybe marry them. Knowing that with or without your kingdom, they will stay by your side.”
The princess admits that what he says makes sense and is wonderful. But wouldn't something like that take a long time? Someone who can prove that they would stay with you no matter what. How would she know when she found them? And then, the guard who is in love with her decides to declare himself. And that whole ending of the princess realizing that she loved him too happens, they get married and happily ever after.
After everything, he took the time to brag to the others about having solved the problem and saved them all and the school. Some of the others still comment that that speech was very interesting. Maybe true? But with all his pride, he continues to say that just goes to show what a good actor he can be. He just doesn't get Vil's roles because he's not interested. “You would wish.” Vil replies.
When everyone was leaving and only the first-years were left to clean everything, Leona calls you for a minute. “So the ring ended up not being needed in the end. Tsk.” he comments “Here, you can have it.” He throws the ring towards you like throwing a coin in the air. “You never know if there are more single ghosts out there looking for a herbivore partner. Ha ha ha.”
He likes to mess with you, so you mess with him back. You say you wonder if the ghosts are the only ones who would like to have you as their partner.
“Are you implying that I'm also interested in you?” He smirks. In response, you ask why he would go to so much trouble to save someone he doesn't care about. “Did I ever say I didn't care about you?” He says, still smirking, but then adds: “Before I really know you don't count.”
Slightly fed up with all these mixed signals, you tell him that if he wants to tell you something now would be the time. Especially because if he just continues with those comments, you will simply accept the excuses he gives and understand that he really doesn't like you that way.
“Are you going to tell me that you don't like it when I'm hard to put up with?” he keeps saying with his smug face.
You turn to drop the conversation and walk away. After about three steps, he grabs your hand, stopping you and then pulling you towards him. His other hand on your waist.
“Fine, fine. What if I told you that whole speech was about you?” Maybe if he repeats it, looking into your eyes, you'll believe it. “Unfortunately for you, Savanaclaw is a dorm of actions, not words.” And he kisses your lips.
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hello! i’m literally terrible at requesting things lol, but i thought i would ask if you would be doing another part to Stepbrother AU? i absolutely love the way you write neteyam. maybe some sweet and soft smut?
Sweet dreams
adult stepbro Neteyam x female omatikaya reader
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Summary: It’s date night, the marui is quiet and Neteyam has you all to himself.
Warnings: explicit smut, stepcest (= they’re not related by blood), fluff, praise kink, p in v, soft sex, semi-public, biting
Notes: adult Neteyam art was made by @cinetrix 🩵
Translation:
syulang = flower
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It’s date night.
Date night means, his parents will be away for the night. And that means, all responsibilities fall to him.
So Neteyam makes sure everyone’s fed, goes to hunt, skins the yerik with Lo‘ak and let’s Kiri help prepare the meat, while you’re out to give Tuk a much needed bath after playing in the dirt all day.
They all eat together, while mum and dad are out somewhere flying on their ikrans or swimming in a river, spending some much needed time away from their kids, even though half of them are grown already and can take care of themselves. These days, date night is more than a ritual that they decided to keep from the early years of their mating, than a day spent away from the rest of the family. The kids aren’t really kids anymore, they don’t fight like they used to, they don’t ask too many questions that make Jakes hairline thin out and they don’t stick to Neytiri like leeches anymore.
Except for little Tuk of course, because Tuk will most likely forever keep the status of the Sully’s baby, probably even when she has kids on her own.
Lo‘ak has grown too, but he’s still Lo‘ak. Has always been him and will never change the way he is. Unless Tsireya comes over– great mother help him, suddenly he’s someone Neteyam has never seen before and it makes him physically cringe. But who is he to judge and apparently the chiefs daughter seems to be into that 'oh my voice is naturally low and raspy and I definitely don’t deepen it just to impress you' type of thing.
Kiri is, well, she’s never been one to talk much, but since she’s reached the end of her what dad calls puberty and mother calls "a test to her mental strength" her head seems to be even more up in the clouds than it was before.
Neteyam himself has long reached that age where he would like to experience these domestic moments with his own little family, living in his own marui. But he can’t seem to peel himself away from here, from home. Not when everything he yearns for is right here.
Which brings us to you.
His pretty little syulang, the flower of his life, that grew roots so deep in his heart that they took up all the space and left no room for anything or anyone else, since the day his parents had decided to take you in.
Admittedly, it took Neteyam longer than he thought it would, to realize that the way he looked at you was different from the way he looked at his other siblings. He’s always been protective by nature, takes care of those who are dear to him. But not once had he felt the same kind of jealousy when Spider or Rotxo or whoever talked to his sister Kiri, than when boys came to talk to you. When it came to you, things were different.
Neteyam himself had started fooling around with girls his age relatively young. Kissing and touching, before he turned eighteen and realized how easy it is to get them on their hands and knees just for being the next olo’eyktan.
But when you came along, things took a sharp turn. Suddenly, those girls made him feel icky. Suddenly, he had never wanted to touch anybody as much as he wanted to touch you. But he knew that such a thing was out of the question, though, so he never tried to act upon his forbidden desires.
It was you, surprisingly, who came to him first. Crossing all lines of what Neteyam thought was considered right or wrong, just for you to confess a love that goes beyond what step siblings should feel for each other.
Anyways.
Date night means, all responsibilities fall to him. And while it’s usually dad that has trouble sleeping, that stays up until eywa know when, sitting in the space that’s reserved for crafting and such things to clean his assault rifle, it’s Neteyam who sits in this place tonight. Like being away for a night ultimately means that not being able to sleep is now his burden too.
Neteyam doesn’t know the reason to his. His stomach is full and he’s happy and content, should probably sleep like a baby. But he just can’t bring himself to rest.
He hears Lo’aks snoring pick up in the other room, and it makes him chuckle lightheartedly. He‘ll keep Tsireya in his prayers, once the two of them have finally mated and will share their own marui. Eywa help her find some sleep, once this snoring palulukan lays under her roof.
Neteyam smiles to himself. His fingers slowly grow tired as they move a woven thread back and forth, then through a pearl, tying a knot and repeat. At least some part of him feels the need to rest.
While his parents date night generally means that there will be more duties than usual in his daily routine, it also means that there is no one up in the middle of the night or in the early morning hours, giving him time and peace to be lost in his thoughts. And those thoughts roam around a certain someone, more than usual even.
Because date night also means, spending time with his precious syulang is now less risky than it is on any other day or any other night.
Quietly, Neteyam tips his head back to glance into the other room. He can vaguely make out your sleeping silhouette in the dark, laying in your hammock. Like a magnet to metal, he feels himself drawn to you, so he allows his body to move without his brain having much say in this.
Everyone‘s asleep and his parents aren’t there and it just feels good to act upon his desires without double questioning everything, wondering what fleeting touches he could allow himself without being looked at weird or having to find excuses to go to the forest together for at least some alone time.
The hammock dips, and then a warm body settles to lay behind you, curling around your smaller frame like you’re two fitting pieces of the same puzzle.
A soft sigh leaves your parted lips and Neteyam can’t help but press a kiss to the nape of your neck. His breath tickles your skin, and then you stir awake with a yawn.
"Teyam?", you murmur sleepily, glancing over your shoulder to be met with two half lidded, golden orbs staring back at you.
"M‘sorry, syulang", he whispers against the shell of your ear before pressing another kiss to your cheek. "Didn’t mean to wake you."
You mumble something incoherent that he can’t quite pick up, but then you’re stretching and your tail instinctively curls around his, and Neteyam knows you probably didn’t mean to– but your back arches into him, ass pressing against his crotch, and suddenly you’re not the one only stirring awake.
"Hmm, but since you’re already up, we could…", the words are muffled into the crook of your neck, followed by more, open mouthed kisses against your skin.
"Teyam", you giggle quietly, squirming when he nips at the lobe of your ear, "stop it."
Instead of listening, his arms close tighter around your middle, pulling your back closer to his chest. His hands skim over the bare skin of your stomach, over your thighs, your waist.
"You’re so warm", he mumbles, with both of his hands now sandwiched between your soft thighs. It makes you dizzy, the way he presses himself against you, how his hands can’t seem to stay still for even a second, roaming your body to caress and squeeze and grab whatever they can reach. Your breath hitches in your throat once you feel his fingertips brush the outline of your loincloth, following the cords between your thighs, hands cupping your cunt.
"T-The others", you finally find your voice again. Swallowing thickly, you whisper, "Lo’ak and Kiri, they will–"
But Neteyam is quick to cut you off, "The others are sleeping…" Another open mouthed kiss to your throat, tongue licking along your pulse point. "And I missed you. A lot."
It doesn’t seem like he was leaving you much room to argue, especially not, because his hands then dip past the waistband of your loincloth.
"I was with you the whole day", a smile pulls at your lips, eyes fluttering closed as you let yourself enjoy the feeling of his teasing fingers.
"Hmh, and I still missed my baby sister", he hums, "Missed kissing you… touching you…"
A gasp tumbles from your parted lips when one of his digits slides into you with ease, curling up where he knows it feels best for you.
"Always so wet for me", Neteyam whispers, "My perfect girl."
His breath is hot and damp against the skin of your neck, and he nudges his now fully hard cock against the small of your back and waits for the sign that tells him you feel the same want he does.
Neteyam can’t help but nuzzle up against the crook of your neck again, trace the edge of your ear with nose and lips, because he can never get enough of the way that sends a shiver through your body. Through his own body too, and then he presses the smallest, quietest kisses to your ear until you shivers again.
Neteyam is so close to you, that he can sense and know he caused the tremble in your limbs and breath.
Those small, trembling movements are what does it for him, the way you nudge your sleep-warm body against him, the arch of your back against his chest and crotch, the scrabble of delicate fingers as they fumble against his arm, looking for purchase, the brush of your soft hair against his cheek and the taste of your skin at the flick of his tongue against your throat, neck and shoulder.
"Teyaaam", you whine quietly, two of his slick fingers now scissoring you open and you writhe and squirm, pushing back harder against his cock in need.
This time, the shiver runs through him first and you gasp once, the sound quiet and sharp.
Neteyam knows that sound. Knows that means he could fit your bodies together even better, press himself inside you now. So naturally, that’s what he does.
It’s a clumsy mess of tangled limps, soft giggles and fleeting kisses before he manages to wriggle you and then himself free from any clothes. He keeps you flush against him, back pressed against his chest, angles your leg up and holds you open with a hand to the backside of your knee.
Neteyam slides into you easily. The stretch is familiar, good and pleasant, and you moan once he’s filled you entirely.
"Shh, I know", he coos softly, "but you have to be quiet for me, yes? Don’t want to wake the others, don’t you?"
You nod, then his hips move almost on instinct, back and then pushing forwards, thrusting into you. It’s slow and languid, with muffled groans pressed against your skin.
Neteyam wants it to last. Wants to stay like this forever, soft touches and warmth and the fond familiarity of your skin under his fingertips. But he can't resist that voice. Can't resist that desperate, pleading tone.
"P-Please Neteyam", you whimper softly, pushing back against him, "more, please. More, I want to come!"
He pushes forward, just that little bit harder, then shifts to clamp a hand over your mouth, shushing you when you’re unable to contain those little noises of pleasure.
"You feel so good, syulang, so good."
The slow drag of his shaft against your warm, wet and velvety-like walls makes Neteyams tail curl in enjoyment, and his eyes flutter close as he lets himself drown in the feeling of you. His teeth are clenched shut, biting down on his lower lip, because he was just as close to moaning out loud as you were.
But then you’re clamping down, hard, when his tip nudges against that special spot inside you and– just a little faster, his thrusts become just a tad harder, deeper.
There’s drool covering the inside of his hand, where he’s trying to keep your mouth shut, tongue lapping at his palm so he switches position, sticks two of his fingers into your mouth instead for you to suck on.
You’re so wet around him, wet around his fingers too now, sucking as eager as you would on his cock and the low groan that bubbles up his throat is almost too loud. Almost.
But Neteyam catches his breath quickly, busying his mouth with your throat instead, sucking and kissing and biting, never hard enough to leave any marks, but enough to keep himself from making too much noise.
Meanwhile your tongue swirls around his digits and he pushes them further in whenever he slides his cock out of you, then out when he thrusts forwards. It’s a constant rhythm, leaving you moaning around his fingers and squeezing around his cock.
Slow and steady, he repeats the words like a mantra, trying to calm himself. But his thrusts become deeper, harder as well. They knock the breath out of your lungs, little whimpers reaching his ears, until Neteyam has to cover you mouth again with a warning grunt.
All it would take was for Lo‘ak to wake and get water, and then he would hear the obvious, he would hear the faint squelching noises coming from the other room, would hear your little whimpers and pleas.
Neteyam wanted this to last, he really did. But the thrill of getting caught was a dangerous mix to the absolute heavenly feeling of your pussy convulsing around his length as you came. The soft squeak that you gave, the way that your legs trembled and your eyes rolled back, it was all that was needed to push him over the edge.
"Fuck, fuck, syulang, baby. I‘m– I‘m gonna come", he forces out, as quietly as possible. The hand over your mouth clamped down harder, like a warning before he started to thrust into you faster, barely able to contain himself anymore.
Just a few especially deep strokes were needed, and Neteyam felt his body and every last nerve in it fill with pleasure, before he came with a grunt, biting his tongue and pressing his face into the crook of your neck.
Taking his time, Neteyam lets his body come down slowly. He’s still pressing himself into you gently, continues to move a little, thrusting, and enjoys the slippery sensations this engenders. Traces kisses over your skin and tastes salt and sweetness on his tongue while he listens to the way your breathing slowly evens out.
A tender, "I love you", is whispered against the shell of your ear. Your response comes a little slurred, voice laced with sleep and barely incoherent, but it doesn’t really matter to him. There’s a smile on your lips as you fall back asleep, satisfied and content.
And finally, sleep tugs on his tired eyelids.
Neteyam suspects, as he drifts of to sleep, that in an hour or so, for the second time that day, he'll be the first to wake. He’ll have to get up and move to his own hammock, fall back asleep there, or not. And he’ll miss you again, from afar. Until date night comes around again.
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bsd characters and how they sleep (with you)
i fear i wrote this in twenty minutes in a feverish haze and have no idea how we got here... forgive any spelling/grammar errors but i hope it's cutesy characters: dazai, atsushi, yosano, chuuya, ranpo im taking requests!
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dazai: 
ABSOLUTELY EASILY the clingiest one
will completely wrap his limbs around you from behind or from the front 
it’s so hard to pry him off of you in the morning it’s like he gets ten times heavier when he’s asleep 
also sleeps without socks but complains about being cold all the time 
makes the both of you sleep with not one but TWO weighted blankets some days 
it’s a little ridiculous but you put up with it because you love him 
he also runs SO COLD 
toes are freezing, hands are freezing, NOSE is freezing 
he sticks his nose into the crook of your neck when he’s clinging onto you 
you’ve only shrieked ONCE from the shock. maybe twice 
manages to stay still all throughout the night but that’s only because he’s too busy latching onto you like a leech
atsushi: 
too nervous to ask you to hold him so instead he’ll hold your hand while you sleep 
it’s the sweetest thing ever 
absolutely wakes up in the middle of the night if he feels your hand slip from his and will reach for it again 
it takes like a month of sleeping in the same bed for you to recognize all his little quirks and the things he likes 
you learn that he loves it when you kiss his hairline right before he falls asleep 
it leads to a lot more peaceful nights and he doesn’t wake up in a cold sweat as often anymore 
sometimes he ends up wrapping an arm around your torso while he’s asleep without even realizing it 
when he wakes up he doesn’t get embarrassed or anything but DOES pretend to be asleep until you get up so that he can stick to you for longer 
yosano: 
THE MOST VIOLENT SLEEPER 
sleeping in the same bed with her is a death wish most nights 
she rolls around, flails, will wake up in the middle of the night and mumble something unintelligible before hitting you in the face
she’s crazy! she’s your hot gf! you sit there and take it like the loyal spouse you are! 
her FAVE way to sleep is face down, starfish-pose on top of you 
yes you can’t breathe at all but yes the weight is comforting 
when she sleeps like that sometimes you’ll get a little treat during the night, and instead of hitting you in the face in her sleep she’ll kiss along your cheek all warm and soft 
sometimes that ends in her drooling on your face 
makes up for her drool and nightly attacks by waking you up with kisses (and bites on your CHEEK) and even breakfast when she’s in a good mood 
chuuya: 
he loves you so much but he is also dramatic 
which means… he has his own sleep routine and bed set-up and if it’s disturbed he will not get a second of rest 
he invests in a california king bed so that you can have your side and he can have his side 
he sets the thermostat to a certain temperature, picks out blankets depending on the weather, adjusts his pillows every night, sleeps with an eyemask… it’s a little bit overkill 
you don’t make fun of him for it because you know he’d kill you 
sleeps on his back with his hands folded on his chest like he’s in a COFFIN
also sleeps like the dead and you’ve woken up a few times crying his name because you thought he was actually dead
if you try holding onto him during the night he’ll flinch without meaning to and start mumbling curses to himself 
it takes you a while to get used to it 
he makes up for his stringent sleep routine by letting you nap on the couch with him once in a while 
he can handle that at the very least
will totally collapse right on top of you on the couch and fall asleep after a long day at work 
sedated immediately if you run your fingers through his hair 
lets out the cutest snores BUT DO NOT TELL HIM THAT OR HE WILL NEVER SLEEP ON YOU AGAIN!!!!
ranpo: 
so incredibly fussy 
moves around so much in his sleep and can never get comfortable 
is always pushing your head off your pillows and rotating them so that you can both sleep on the cold side 
kicks off his blankets just to complain about being cold and makes you lean over the bed to pick the covers back up and tuck him in 
favorite way to sleep with you is facing you with his arms wrapped around your neck 
this DOES end up in him accidentally choking you sometimes 
if he gets too hot he has no shame in pushing you away and OFF THE BED 
you put up with it because you love him and you wouldn’t have it any other way 
chews on your hair??? in your sleep??? 
you wake up with half your hair covered in drool 
have you seen that one video of the girl’s rabbit biting a strand of her hair clean off. that’s him. he’s the rabbit. 
has a weak spot for sleepy kisses AUUUGGGHHH 
will never initiate them but will always melt into your hands if you squeeze his face and give him a big fat forehead kiss
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kinopio-writes · 16 days
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Hello dearie!!
How are you? I hope you're doing well!
I saw that your asks were open,and your content is really cool and silly,So I decided to leave you a nice ask to enjoy!
Could I have a headcanon platonic! Alastor,Vox and Husk finding a random child next to their dead mother, except that they don't really understand that she's dead and think she's sleeping,so they pity the child and take them in?
The child is really polite and nice,pretty calm,too. Sure,they do child stuff,like running around,being excited,etc,but they still are more calm than others.
They always talk about their mother,how she's the only one left,and how they love her.
Would the characters say the truth? Would they lie?
I just love hurt/comfort and platonic relationships so :3
Anyways,I hope that's not too much,and that you enjoy writing this!
Have a really nice day,don't forget to drink and take breaks!
Stay proud!
-Nina <33
A/N: Thank you for the reminders, heh. Btw, I’m going to have to change the reasons as to why they took you in because I just don’t see characters like Alastor and Vox taking you in because of pity. Sorry about that. The rest is untouched. You’ll still get a bit of that hurt/comfort (mostly from Husk, lol. Both Alastor and Vox are non-existent, but Alastor is somehow better than Vox).
Warnings: Mentions of death
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Alastor, Husk, and Vox adopting a deceased mom’s child
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Alastor
• Alastor paid no mind to the dead corpse
• it didn’t really look that appetizing anyway
• “How unfortunate.” You heard a weird voice from behind you as a hand was placed on your shoulder. “A child mourning in the demise of its mother. Tragic, really. You have my condolences.”
• “What are you talking about, mister?” You stared up at the mysterious man, watching his eyes flick from your left to right eye while his grin only grew as the seconds went by
• “I think you’ve just found yourself the perfect dwelling,” he abruptly said, letting go of your shoulder to fix his bowtie as he sprung back to life. “Why don’t you come with me?”
• “But what about my mother?”
• “She is in good hands, I can assure you.” He offered his hand to you. “Come along, now. Children shouldn’t dwell long in places like these.”
• and so he took you in to be a patron at his hotel
• I mean, what’s more easier to redeem than a child? (assuming you’re a sinner. I don’t know if it’s canon anymore that only hellborns can reproduce. Look at Cannibal Town’s people)
• he intended to leave you in the rest of the residents’ care while they could only guess what his actual motivation was for taking you in
• but it seemed you ended up favoring him more than the rest
• you’d follow him around like a duckling—a lost puppy—you’re attached to him like a leech
• and you’re so well-behaved, too
• up until he leaves your sight
• he actually leaves the hotel a lot more often now because of that
• he finds you wrecking chaos in the hotel entertaining as hell
• and the fact that the others beg him to come back to calm you down
• I don’t think you would ever know what happened to your mother
• even when you talk about her a lot
• those rambles never really prompt him to say anything
• well, it’s not as if he knew what happened to her
• but, hey, at least he listens!
• maybe it’s because he feels a little nostalgic hearing the way you talk about her…
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Husk
• Husk was fucking spooked when he found you lying beside your dead mother
• not because of the corpse, but because of the way you were staring at him
• with eyes dull and wide open, just like your mother
• while Husk wouldn’t have given two shits if it was a grown-ass adult, you were a child
• so he took you in
• “But what about my mother?”
• “Shi—I, uh—your momma will tag along soon. Now c’mon. She wouldn’t want you out here alone.”
• since Husk is constantly around the hotel, there were never really instances where you wreaked havoc
• you just silently watch him tend the bar and sometimes talk about your mother
• your talks about how much you love her make him feel pretty guilty for some reason
• but he’d probably tell you when you’re older enough
• only if you were asking him about her though
• he wouldn’t want to have to sit you down and tell you something that sensitive of a topic when you didn’t even ask
• “Why don’t I have a mother?” you would suddenly ask when you turned 18
• today was your birthday. Charlie insisted on having a little party for you just like every year. But you didn’t want one; you wanted to be with Husk for the day
• the man in question sighed
• he knew you were building up the courage to ask all day
• “I’m gonna give it to you straight, kid, I don’t know what exactly happened to her. All I know is that she’s in a better place.”
• “Oh…”
• “Do you…wanna talk about it?” He continued, voice a little unsure, “Not as a bartender…but as a dad.”
• you smiled, grateful. “I think I’ve already said plenty when I was young. But thanks, Dad.”
• he smiled back
• you two would then sit in silence together, basking in each other’s presence
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Vox
• so, uh, I’m going to have to completely skip the taking you in part with Vox because I genuinely cannot see him adopting a random child (unless he could gain something, but, like, you’re just a kid)
• so you’ll just get the aftermath of it (hope that’s okay)
• based on the way he handled Val’s tantrum, I think it’s safe to assume that he’s somewhat good with children
• but he’s a pretty busy guy
• he doesn’t have the time to take care of a random child, so he’d make sure to keep an eye on you on his cameras
• but despite that, your existence in the tower warrants his
• as you’re too chaotic whenever he isn’t around
• but only around the other expendable employees
• you’re relatively well-behaved when Velvette and Valentino are with you
• but he doesn’t exactly trust them to take care of you
• they aren’t exactly good with children
• so he tried doing video calls
• you will definitely grow up as an iPad kid
• he’d hear you talk about your mom during those calls
• he’d let you go on and on, but it’s not guaranteed that he’ll listen
• I don’t think he would ever tell you what happened to her (he doesn’t know, anyway)
• he won’t lie, he’d just work around your question
• skillfully
• like, extremely so
• even if you ask him directly, he still manages to dodge the question somehow
• I don’t know what else to say, he’s gonna be a pretty distant father—
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rafescokewhore · 3 months
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✩࿐࿔ flights four — drew starkey
part five of ten
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pairing — bestfriend!drew x reader, bestfriend!maddie(cline)
word count — 2.5k
warnings — arguing, mentions of sex, very little odessa, lots of angst, sadness, bestfriend!maddie, depressive feelings, drew kinda sucks in this :/ i think that’s it! not proofread!
a/n — i’m sorry this wasn’t the best chapter but with the new photos of drew, of course with odessa, it got me feeling extra angsty. where there’s drew, there’s odessa lol. it’ll get better after this i promise. let me know if you want to be tagged in part 5!
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drew had been outside, on the phone with odessa for the last 20 minutes. he was currently pacing outside and you couldn't tell how the conversation was going. you tried listening to what drew was saying, but you could only make out certain things like 'i'm sorry,' and 'i love her,' but you weren't sure if he was referring to loving you in a friendly way.
you felt horrible but at the same time, there was something you oddly enjoyed about odessa knowing what happened. now she knows she's not the only special girl in drew's life. now she knows his life doesn't revolve around her. but you always felt sick knowing she heard such an intimate moment between you and drew.
of course, you were still waiting on drew to even talk to you. you were sitting at the kitchen island, drew's shirt on and no pants, watching him pace outside the glass doors. you were still trying to make sense of it all. is this something he did? has he slept with odessa? you honestly felt like you didn't even know your own best friend anymore. and you were growing frustrated that after the two of you had sex, he felt the need to call odessa and talk to her about hearing it all, versus talking to the girl he just had sex with. aka his best friend.
you couldn't help but wonder if he'd fly back to odessa after this revelation, leaving you in the dust. you just had sex with the man you grew up with. the man who's loved you for everything that you were. the man who's wiped your tears when your first boyfriend, garrett, broke up with you. you weren't exactly expecting anything to turn out with this, but shit. the only thing you wanted was to have a conversation with drew about what happened, and what it meant for your friendship. did he love you romantically? did he want to be with you? or did he want to strictly fuck and nothing more. you couldn't see drew being that guy, but you also couldn't ever see drew making a move on you, or showing up at your doorstep with a leech. but here you were.
you watch as drew clicks the red button on his phone, opening your sliding door and entering your kitchen. he sets his phone down on the kitchen table, looking up at you. be looked annoyed, and maybe a bit hurt?
"so-" drew starts, but you cut him off. "so now i'm good enough to talk to?"
"don't do this," he sighs, crossing his arms as he stares at you knowingly. don't start what? it was the truth and you were feeling hurt that he chose odessa over you, yet again.
"don't do what, drew?" you hop down from the barstool, feeling overwhelmingly frustrated. his fingers picked at his watch, as he watched you carefully.
"you show up at my doorstep yesterday with an uninvited guest. you ignore me to tend to her, you apologize, everything is good. she leaves, we have a great time, and then we fuck. now, you've completely ignored me again and went straight to her!" your face was red and hot, feeling more frustrated the more you thought about this whole fucked up situation. no matter what you did, odessa would always be more important than you.
"she heard us having sex, y/n! what was i supposed to do? leave her hanging?" you laugh. you fucking laughed and he looked at you like you grew another head. he really had the audacity to bitch about not wanting to leave her hanging, meanwhile that's exactly what he did to you?
"me drew! you left me hanging!" you cried you, pointing at yourself as the emotions built up and bubbled over. you really felt like you meant nothing to drew.
"was i just something for you to stick your dick into?" you knit your brows, looking at him. he looks incredibly hurt and sad that you would really think that lowly of him. but like you said before, you felt like you didn't even know him anymore. the man who was your best friend yesterday, was a stranger today.
"no, y/n of course not!" drew sighs, looking at his phone for a moment before looking back at you.
"then was that, drew? because now you're back to being at odessa's every beck and call!" you shout out, shoving your hands in his direction. you couldn't believe you were even having this argument with drew. you were friends with him when he "befriended" odessa, and this has never been an argument. sex really did complicate things, huh?
"y/n, i love you, okay?! but she's still my best friend. i care about her and her feelings. i care if she's hurt or upset about something i did!" drew was ballistic at this point, his eyes wide and his hands doing a thousand different motions.
"so then what about me? do i not fit into the equation of drew and odessa? do my feelings not matter either?" you shake your head, pacing around the kitchen island. drew pinches the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes and figuring out what to say to not hurt or upset you.
"have you slept with odessa?" you blurt out. drew looks up at you immediately, brows furrowed in confusion.
"what?" he questions, "you heard me. have you slept with odessa?" you press. you already know the answer and thinking about it makes you squeamish. thinking about being another tally on his list of best friends i've fucked makes you want to gouge your eyes out.
drew sighs, placing his hand on the back of a chair, squeezing the wood as he contemplates how to answer. but his silence is loud enough and you already know his answer. were you surprised? not at all. were you hurt? incredibly so.
"so is this what you do? fuck all your best friends? was i saved for last?" you were fed up and tired of this conversation already. you just wanted him to get the point where he leaves you and goes to be with odessa. you knew it was coming, he just needed to do and say it.
"jesus, y/n!" drew calls out, frustrated, rubbing his temples as he looks down at the hardwood floor. your heart was aching as you waited for him to say something. you had never felt more worthless than you did right now.
"are you going to her?" your voice is softer, quieter, broken as you try not to cry. drew looks up at you, a stressed but worried look on his face. you already knew the answer, you just wanted to hear him say it.
"answer me!" you sob out when stays silent. your heart was breaking into a million tiny pieces and you felt so low right now. you were about to lose your best friend, because quite honestly, you didn't want him anymore. this whole situation was confusing and hurt you, because there were no answers. you and drew were supposed to have a conversation about what the two of you having sex meant. well i guess this was your conversation... him leaving to go be with odessa because she heard it all.
"yeah," drew nods, not even able to look into your eyes. you shake your head, your vision blurring with tears. you quickly slide his shirt over your head, discarding it from your body. you were left in your bra and panties but you didn't care. you didn't want anything drew related. he can take it all and leave. you throw his shirt in his direction, walking off to your room. drew watched in horror as you walk away, tears falling down your cheeks. he clutches the shirt to his chest, feeling so fucking stupid. what the hell did he just do?
he debated following you upstairs, but he didn't want to make matters worse, and he truly didn't know what to say. he felt horrible and guilty as hell. his heart dropped to his stomach as he grabbed his things and headed out your door. you sobbed quietly as you heard the door shut. your whole body felt heavy and lifeless, your chest tight and heart shattered. he was unbelievable.
after a few hours of sobbing your heart out, or rather what was left of it, you called maddie and told her everything that happened. maddie was a few hours away in South Carolina so she told you she would be there as soon as she could. at least you could count on her.
your fingers fiddled with the necklace you had on, one that drew got you a couple years ago for your birthday. it was a little butterfly, simple but drew knew how much you loved them. you’ve worn it ever since but now you’re really feeling like snapping the chain off your neck.
you wanted to scream, cry, throw shit around your room, break things. you were angry with drew and at yourself. why did you think it would be okay to fuck your best friend? even if it wasn’t your idea, you went along with it. you told drew you wanted to talk about it. you truly had no clue what he saw in odessa and why he had such an attachment for her. the whole situation gave you a pounding headache.
not a single fucking soul compares to my y/n y/l/n drew had said last night.
that was clearly a fucking lie.
you were thankful when you heard a knock at your bedroom door. maddie being here would distract you from at least half the mess. the bonus is that maddie being here would also distract you from hurling your belongings across your room.
“come in!” you called out, your bedroom door opening and revealing a gorgeous-as-usual maddie. you smile wide and sit up on your bed, reaching your arms out for her. she smiles, giggling and dumping her things onto your bed. her keys, water, and phone. she hops on the bed and attacks you in a bear hug, making you fall back on your bed giggling. this was exactly what you needed and you knew you could count on mads.
“so, what’s going on?” she asks, her voice soft and concerned. you didn’t explain to maddie what had happened. just that you were in need of a friend because of some shit that went down with drew. you pull away from her embrace, sitting up on the bed and scratching your forehead.
“so uhm,” you stutter. there wasn’t an easy way to tell her you slept with drew. you didn’t even want to tell her because you were so embarrassed by the way things played out. maddie looks at you confused as you wait for the words to spit out. but the more you stuttered and tried to figure out how to explain it all, the lightbulb went off in her brain, her eyes lighting up, face freezing as she turns to look at you.
“you and drew slept together, didn’t you?” she finally says. you purse your lips and nod your head slowly. maddie’s jaw drops, but she’s smiling through it. she shoves you playfully, “no fucking way!”
maddie giggles like a teenager, grabbing onto your arm. she had lowkey been shipping you and drew from the moment she met you. but alas, she remembers why she was called here, and her smile fades. she looks at you, concerned. “so what happened?” she asked.
you sigh, preparing to tell her everything from odessa showing up at your doorstep with drew, to just earlier when drew left you for odessa. but the time you’re done explaining, you’re breathless and maddie’s jaw is on the floor.
“listen, i love odessa. but she’s always been weirdly obsessed with drew, so i completely understand how you feel right now,” she shakes her head. because of drew and odessa’s friendship, odessa became friends with maddie too.
“i can’t believe drew would do that to you! that’s so fucked,” maddie’s disappointed, you could tell. she, too, wondered how the hell drew could do something like to you. this wasn’t like him and she honestly was shocked that he just left to go be with odessa. well he more so left early to go back to rome so that she could meet him there and he could console her.
snapping you out of your thoughts, your phone dings from a text and your heart stops for a moment. you snatched your phone from its place on the bed and took one look at the screen, nearly shitting your pants when you saw drew’s contact name pop up.
drewseph 🤓❣️
texting this isn’t right, i know that. but i wanted to tell u that i am so so sorry about earlier. i meant to do more explaining to the situation but seeing u crying, i just couldn’t find the words. i knew that whatever i said, u probably wouldn’t care. i didn’t come back to rome just so i could be with odessa. anyways, i don’t want to explain every single thing over text. i understand if u hate me, but please just call me whenever u can. i love u bubs 💙
you roll your eyes and toss your phone back down on the bed in front of you. maddie looks at you confused, her eyes looking at your phone, before traveling up to you. “was that drew?” she asks even though she already knew the answer. you bite your lip, shaking your head and mentally hating yourself as you felt the tears coming.
“oh no, honey!” maddie calls out, drawing out the ‘y’ as she leans across and brings you into another hug. she hugs you tightly for a moment, rubbing your arm as you cried. you hated yourself for feeling this way over a best friend, but you were so betrayed. now you were left with the thoughts of what they were doing over in rome. were they making up? kissing? fucking?
“fuck!” you scream out, maddie jumping. you stand up from your bed, absolutely fuming. you were tired of these thoughts creeping up on you. you were tired that he made you have these thoughts in the first place. without a second thought, panting and fuming, you grab hold of the butterfly chain, ripping the jewelry off your neck and allowing it to fall to the carpet below you.
you watch in slow motion as the necklace, falls slowly through the air, finally hitting the carpet and bouncing for a moment before findings a placement on the carpet. having ripped away your connection to drew had you falling on your knees, sobbing into your hands. maddie rushed to your side to console you, but you were absolutely destroyed.
heartbroken, destroyed, betrayed, bitter, enraged. everything finally let out.
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lovisyandereblog · 2 months
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i see your requests are open and i just have to request something-- your writing is absolutely amazing 🤌
how about a yandere roommate? i rarely see that dynamic, and im utterly in love with it 😮‍💨
tbh i dont have any specifics, just have fun with it 🫶
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Yandere Male Roomate X FEM Reader
Part 1 I might do another part but idkkkk
A/N: AHHH TYSM UR SO SWEET! This idea is soOo skksjskendksj…and a subby chara is that ok pooks 🥺🥺 u didnt specify gender so im gonna do male cause subby men >>>
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"I don't want you to hang out with them Y/N, why can't you understand that??" Y/N sighed as those words left her roommates mouth. She stared at him with a bored expression on her face; the complete opposite of the angry look on his.
"You can't tell me what to do Aidan, don't be fucking annoying..." She rolls her eyes and he clenches his fists tighter than before.
“Stop being so d-difficult Y/N!” He whined, his knuckles turning pale from how hard he was clenching them. He always acted this weird, “They’re bad for you! Why wont you believe me—”
“Cause I can think for myself Aidan! What’s wrong with you?! Im not a fucking child!” Y/N yelled back. A shocked look appeared on his face, she had never yelled at him before. Hearing the tone of her voice made him tear up and run towards his room, locking it behind him; his loud cries could be heard from where she were sitting.
Y/N sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. He was always like this. She couldn’t understand why he became so upset whenever she spent time with someone who wasn’t him.
Y/N and Aidan had become very close friends in the time they had been roommates: which was just over a year.
At the start, they both weren’t really frank with each other—cordial would be a better adjective to describe Y/N’s relationship with him.
But over time, the tall brunette grew closer and closer to her. It came to the point where he couldn’t spend one day without her. At first, she was very oblivious to his actions—but over time, even she couldn’t ignore how he was acting day by day.
Aidan couldn’t go a second without touching her; be it holding her arm while they watched tv, holding hands when they went for a walk, or resting his head on her lap when they hung out with friends.
He always had to be in contact with her.
But then it went further than that.
It went to pure obsession and possession.
He would always ask where Y/N was, who she was with and when she’d come back. She’d get multiple missed calls and text messages from him to the point she’d have to turn her phone off. And then when she’d finally come home, she’d find Aidan sobbing and shouting at her: saying that she had ‘abandoned’ him and was a horrible person. The only way she’d get close to calming him down was if she’d let him lay on her chest and sleep—he’d be especially clingy after this so it became hard for her to do literally anything without him leeched onto her for the next few days.
Y/N also recently found out that Aidan had been threatening her friends for simply talking to her and when she confronted him about it, he would start to cry and manipulate her. And she couldn’t possibly be mad at Aidan when he was clinging onto her leg and begging her to forgive him so cutely.
And now he was in his room crying his heart out because she spent a single day with her other friends instead of him. With a sigh she got up, and walked towards his room; she couldn’t just let him cry himself to sleep like that—she genuinely did care about him.
“Aidan…” Y/N knocked on the door softly, she could still hear his sobs, “Aidan please open the door…”
“Go away! LEAVE ME ALONE!!” He cried and refused to open it. His heart was breaking and wrenching out of his chest. To him, it felt like he was dying; the most pain he’d ever felt in his life. ‘Why don’t you love me?! WHY??! WHY?!’ He thought to him self—he was going insane.
“Aidan please! Why are you acting like this? Let me come in…” She said softly, she was feeling extremely guilty for making him feel that way.
“STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CARE!! I HATE YOU!” Aidan yelled and sobbed, choking through his words—sounding like someone was quite literally gutting him. Y/N’s heart hurt from hearing his voice, it truly was desperate and pathetic.
Y/N wasn’t letting his words affect her, she knew he didn’t mean them so she continued, “Listen to me…open the door yeah? We can talk about this…please…” Her tone of voice was the complete opposite of his: calm and collected.
In the room, Aidan was sobbing but he slowly sat up and rubbed his red puffy eyes. He couldn’t help but listen to Y/N when she was talking so sweetly. Deep down, he knew he was being extremely dramatic but he couldn’t help himself; he just hated it when Y/N merely breathed next to other people.
Aidan got himself up and sniffed as he shuffled towards the door, Y/N smiled to herself when she heard shuffling coming from behind the door.
A few seconds later, he opened the door and you looked up to see his tear stained face looking down at you, his bottom lip wobbling as if he was painfully holding his tears back. His throat tightened as he stared at Y/N’s beautiful face: his Y/N’s beautiful face.
“Aidan..come here…” She opened her arms for him and he immediately buried himself into her embrace and sobbed into her shoulder. She cooed at him and caressed his back as he felt himself melting from her gentleness.
Despite him yelling at her, she was still being so sweet to him. Aidan knew he didn’t deserve her, but he just loved her so much. He couldn’t bring himself to let go of her, she belonged to him and he belonged to her.
“D-don’t be mad a-at me….Im so sorry….” He cries and clutches you so tightly as if you’d disappear, “P-please…please…”
“Shhh…be quiet, I’m not mad at you I promise…come, lets sit inside yeah?” Y/N said calmly and he sniffed adorably, nodding as he held her hand tightly and brought her inside his room.
“Sit down for me…” She told him and smiled as he immediately listened to her; his obedience never failing to surprise her.
Aidan looked up at her with big brown eyes—almost puppy like—and was seemingly trying to make her forgive him with that look he was giving her. Y/N sat down next to him and quickly went to grab her hand again, bringing it to his lap.
“Aidan..we have to talk about your behaviour, this can’t keep going on…you’ve disappointed me sweetheart…” Y/N spoke in a gentle voice and he felt his heart melt from the nickname she used for him. But then he felt his heart break afterwards when she said she was disappointed. He felt like crying again, he was so upset!
‘Please don’t hate me, please don’t hate me, please don’t hate me, please…’ His thoughts were growing irrational as his grip on her hands tightened aswell.
“P-please…please..I..Im so sorry..I j-just..” He couldn’t help but burst into tears yet again, the disappoint was too much for him to bear. Aidan just wanted to be her good boy, please please please!
“Hey..hey..” Y/N cupped his cheek and he leaned into her touch, giving her puppy eyes, “No tears….I just want to talk to you…talk to me…tell me what’s wrong~?”
Aidan had to calm himself down, looking at her with tears streaming down his face.
“I j-just…hate it…w-when you…” He takes a deep breath and stares deeply into her eyes with his pretty brown ones, “…w-when you’re around o-other people…”
Y/N rubbed her thumb on his cheek and he whimpers, leaning into her touch, “What do you mean angel~?” Her voice was just so alluring, it mesmerised him.
“I…I don’t want y-you around other p-people…j-just me…I g-get so mad…I w-want you all t-to myself…” He manages to muster through sobs, he just wants her to take care of him so bad.
Y/N raises an eyebrow, internally smiling. She would be stupid to not admit how beautiful Aidan was. He had soft curly brown hair, the most gorgeous dark skin and pretty brown eyes; he was perfection.
She moves her hand from his cheek to his chin, her grip hardening slightly, “Is that so~?” Aidan widened his eyes at her shift to a more seductive tone…he felt his whole body turn to jelly. She had such an effect on him.
“W-what…huh? A-are you not m-mad at…at me..?” Aidan was so confused, weren’t you supposed to hate him and be disgusted? He literally just expressed how he didn’t want you around anyone else but him.
“Hmm…what would you say if I wanted to take my anger out on you~?” Y/N smirked and he felt himself melting already—and she hadn’t even done anything!
Aidan was no doubt a masochist, he knew he’d come undone on the spot if Y/N even so much as raised her voice at him. His puppy eyes pleading with hers, practically begging her to use him and play with him till he was a moaning and shaking mess. He fell to his knees and held her legs tightly, “P-please! Do anything to me! A-anything!!”
“Be careful darling, do you really mean that? You know I won’t go easy on you….” Y/N smiles at him condescendingly as he swallows nervously. Aidan doesn’t care, he just wants to be hers. Y/N could hurt him, beat him or even spit on him and he’d say thank you~
“Yes!!” He replied a little too eagerly, clutching onto her knees, “Im begging you…please do with me whatever you want…I can take it…I can take anything you give me~”
Y/N smirks as she looks down at the puppy like boy at her feet.
This is going to be fun~
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“AHHNNGGH~!!” Aidan whined out against the gag as Y/N hit him on the ass with the paddle once more. His behind was on fire from how many time she had abused the soft skin.
“What’s wrong~? Can’t take a little punishment? I thought you were my good boy~?” Y/N cooed at him, her words making him sob even louder since he hated her being mad at him.
“Mm sh-sowwyy~!” Aidan cried out, his ass wiggling subconsciously to get away from the pain but then moving closer to her at the same time.
Y/N smirked as she looked at the squirming boy in front of her, god his pathetic demeanour was really turning her on. She circled around the bed like a hawk; her eyes never left his trembling figure.
She leaned forward slightly, placing a hand on the small of his back which made him let out a soft moan as he tried to move closer to her but the restraints were making it difficult.
“You’re so pretty baby….such a cute boy~” Y/N cooed at him as he kept sobbing, he wanted her to take care of him and make him feel good. He began begging against his gag, making her raise an eyebrow.
Aidan kept trying to say he had been good, that he would prove himself to her. Blue, crystal tears falling from his pretty brown eyes, Y/N cupped his face and cooed, “Awe baby, what are you saying~?” She smirked, her sadistic tendencies being fed by his pitiful state.
Y/N turned him around so he was now laying on his back instead of his chest. Her eyes ran up and down his shaking body, his chest was heaving up and down while he gave her the most puppy like stare.
Aidan just wanted her to use him and make him feel better~
The poor boy kept blubbering against the gag, the saliva running all down his chin. He hated how the spit felt but he also got turned on from her seeing him like this; his dick was painfully hard at this point.
Y/N cupped his cheek again, tilting her head as if she was the most innocent person ever, “Are you saying you’re a good boy~?”
Aidan nods frantically, his hair stuck to his forehead with how much he was sweating. He really needed her to believe he was! Yes he was a bit emotional and got upset easily, but that was only because Aidan loved Y/N so much!
Y/N just laughed, making more tears spill from his adorable eyes. She undid his gag since she could tell it was hurting his jaw; she then held his face roughly, forcing him to look into her eyes, “But did I fucking ask you? Does it look like I fucking care?” Y/N’s demeanour changed instantly to a more strict one and Aidan could practically feel the pre-cum dripping from his leaky dick.
“Please please please please please….” He sobbed, trying to buck his hips up to get some sort of friction as she admired how he looked.
Y/N went back to mockingly sympathising with him, “Poor baby~ You need my touch don’t you?” He moaned in response, repeating the word “please” over and over again.
She decided to take some pity on him and suddenly gripped his dick roughly, making him let out a loud moan as his back arched so prettily, “Y/N~~!! Ahhhnnggh~! M-more…more! P-pleaseee!” Aidan begged, trying to get her to move her hand.
Y/N smirked and looked at him condescendingly, “You want me to move my hand?” She asked in a sweet voice to which he nodded and whined. She chuckled lightly, before squeezing his dick tighter: making him let out a high pitched moan, “Then beg for it you little slut. Go on. Show me how much you want me~”
Y/N stared at his features to see his reaction to her derogatory word; to see if he minded what she said. But the lust that filled his eyes were more than enough for her to realise that he was perfectly fine with her words.
“Please please please! Im b-begging you…im begging you Y/N!! I n-need your t-touch…y-you can do anything to me…p-please mistress—” Aidan widened his eyes and his mouth opened, agape—scared that she would be mad at him for what he called her. But Y/N raised an eyebrow and smirked as he stared at her with wide brown eyes. Aidan let out a whine when she released his crotch from her clutch.
He immediately started spilling out apologies and begging her not to be mad, “Im sorry Im so s-sorry…I’m…p-please!!” Y/N stopped his blabbering by putting a finger on his lips as he stared at her with hearts in his eyes.
Y/N looked down at him with her domineering gaze, he immediately melted underneath her, “What did you call me honey~?” Aidan was so flustered, staring up at her. He tried to say something but all that came out of his mouth were slurred words.
She tightened her grip on his chin when he didn’t reply, “Don’t make me repeat myself pretty boy,” Aidan whimpered and tears filled his eyes, he genuinely wanted to answer her but in front of her he got so flustered.
“Mmm…I-i..said..s-said m-mi…mistress…” He let out a meek reply, his voice hoarse from how much he had been crying and begging. Y/N stared at his pathetic face, his cheeks were red and wet from tears, “I-i wont say it again! I promise..Im sorry! I-it just slipped out of my m-mouth…”
Y/N tilted her head and brought her hand to cup his cheek and he leaned into her touch, his little pout was so adorable~~
“When did I say I didn’t like it~?” Her smirk made his entire body shake and his beautiful eyes widened as if what Y/N said was so out of this world. Did he hear her right? Did she just say what he thought she said??
“W-wh…w-what..? P-please don’t p-play with me like that…” He whimpered, thinking she was just teasing him. His reply made Y/N chuckle, she leaned forward and left a very wet kiss on the sensitive spot on his neck; just below his ear. Aidan let out a shaky moan, his whole body shaking from pleasure before she whispered in his ear, “I want you to call me that, understand?”
Aidan looks at her with hearts in his eyes and nods eagerly, “Y-yes…yes mistress! Y-you’re my m-mistress…my mistress…” Y/N smirks and strokes his cheek, kissing it tenderly. His heart melted and he whimpered from how sweet she was being. Sometimes she was as mean as can be, sometimes she was as sweet as candy…but he wasn’t complaining. He loved it~
Y/N chuckled to hersell, “Good boy~ Such a good boy for me yeah~?” She says, and he keeps saying, ‘Yes Mistress’ over and over again, trying to lean towards but his restraints keep pulling him down.
“You want Mistress to fuck you don’t you~? My baby needs to be pleased properly yeah~?” Y/N used her sweet condescending voice again and he melted again, whining and nodding.
“P-please! Need you…n-need you so so bad…p-please…please…I’ll d-do anything Mistress~” He begged her but she gripped his cheeks roughly, squishing them together.
“You’re so fucking pathetic…like a dumb puppy in heat aren’t you~?” Y/N said and he nodded, not even thinking anymore. He just needed her to fuck him. Please please please please please!
Y/N smirked at him and stood up, taking off her lingerie in such a slow sensual manner that Adrian felt his dick leak even more presumed, “P-please hurry…please m-mistress…I c-can’t handle it…” He whimpered, wanting her to just rail and degrade him.
“Be patient puppy…” She replied, his mouth watered seeing her beautiful and perfect body. She was a goddess and he’d make sure to worship her like she deserves.
Y/N climbed over him and sat on his legs, making him whine. He needed her! She was teasing him!! “Mistressss~” He whined and tried to buck his hips towards her but she held his hips down.
“Bad boy…stay down.” Her commands were making him even more turned on, she was treating him like a real dog. But he got upset when she said bad boy, he hated it when she said that, “N-noo! Mmm….y-your good boy…p-please! I n-need you to say it..~” He looked at her with such pretty eyes, Y/N just couldn’t be mean to him for too long~
“Aweee, my poor angel…you’re my good boy~ You’re my good boy baby…so good for me~” Y/N leaned forward to kiss his cheek, consoling him as he whimpered. “Let me make it up to you yeah~?”
Y/N leaned forward, bringing her lips to his chest and kissed it tenderly. The sensations which trailed down his chest and lower body made his back arch so beautifully, the most pretty sounds leaving his mouth.
Her mouth was dangerously close to his crotch, she kissed on his v-line—her breath fanning on his tip making him moan out loud, coming on the spot. Aidan burned with embarrassment, he couldn’t believe that he had come so quickly! Oh god he wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
“Oh Aidan~~ You came just from a little kiss~?” Y/N teased him as he tried to hide his face in the pillow he was on but she held his chin and forced him to look at her, “Did I say you could look away~?”
Aidan shook his head quickly, and begged for her forgiveness, “Im s-sorry…im so sorry…sorry…I didn’t m-mean to…” He was so embarrassed at how quickly he orgasmed, she was just so ethereal; how could he hold himself back??
“You’re sorry~? There’s no need to be sorry baby….but I can’t promise I’ll go easy on you baby…Im still going to make sure this dick can’t come anymore~” Y/N threatened in such a sweet and innocent voice, it made him even more scared (and excited)
“Can you take it baby?” Y/N finished, batting her eyelashes so prettily at him, “Y-yes…yes Im your good boy…s-so I can’t take it…” He replied so cutely, his voice breaking slightly from how anxious he was.
Y/N cooed at him and brought her hands to his waist, “You ready baby? Once I start, I won’t stop till you say your safe word: red. Understand?” She asks, making sure he was comfortable and 100% giving consent. He nodded eagerly and lifted his hips, “P-please i understand…please! I c-can’t take it…it hurts so much…i need you~”
“Don’t worry baby…I’ll make you feel so good I promise~” Y/N consoled him, and he pouted as he watched her lean down slightly. Her eyes locked on his dick, it was quite long but his girth was crazy; very thick and was well trimmed aswell.
Y/N wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, making him whine out; he was still so sensitive from his previous orgasm not so long ago, she watched his face contort in pleasure…he was so pretty…god…his lower body was covered in sweat making his gorgeous brown skin look even better than usual.
“Keep your eyes on me angel…I want to see you~” Y/N muttered, her eyes hazy and he looked at her with such love in his eyes. Aidan wanted to be hers so fucking bad.
He could barely talk, only nodding and mumbling incoherent words but it was so hard to look at her. He was melting under her seductive gaze.
“Good boy~ Let’s make you feel good now…and don’t keep your voice in…I want to hear all your pretty noises~” Y/N spoke before kissing the tip of his dick, he moaned so loudly…oh god she was so hot~
She moved her head further down, her hand rubbing the shaft of his dick. He was just so big, she couldn’t git all of him in her mouth.
Aidan moaned out loud and his body was convulsing so much, he couldn’t keep his body still. She was so good with her mouth, Y/N’s head moved up and down his dick and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He just couldn’t keep his eyes on her since the pleasure was too much.
Y/N looked at him, and chuckled slightly, deciding to take him all in his mouth. Aidan widened his eyes and brought his hands and tangled it in her hair, “Y/N!! Y/N I—IM C-COMING…NNGHHAHHMM~” He couldn’t hold it back anymore, and he came all in her mouth, his orgasm lasting for a long twenty seconds.
“Ahhnggh…ahhmm..oh g-god..please…please…oh my god…that f-feels…” Aidan could barely speak, Y/N made sure to milk him through his orgasm, “Perfect boy…so so good…” He whimpered even more at her praise, Y/N saw him pulling on the handcuffs, wanting to touch her so bad~
“Please..please Y/N, I need to touch you…Im begging you~” Y/N leaned forward towards his mouth, but didn’t kiss him even as he was trying to reach her lips.
“You can’t touch me yet baby…let me fuck you first hmm…think you can come again for me~?” Y/N put her hands on his hips, lifting herself up a bit so her pussy was right above his dick. He could already feel his dick harden for the 20th time.
“You want to be inside me baby~?” Y/N asks sweetly, and he begged so hard, so so fucking hard.
“P-please…please Mistress! Please Mistress…Im b-begging you Mistress…please…h-have mercy on me…please please plea—AHHMMH OH Y/NNNN~” He was interrupted by Y/N lowering herself down on his dick, his leaky hard dick.
Aidan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, she felt so tight and so so warm. He wanted to be inside her forever, “Ohhh gooooddd~ Mistresss…I need you…I love you so so much~”
Y/N winced slightly at his size, it stretched her out a good bit, “F-fuck…you’re so big baby..you’re going to make your mistress feel so good yeah~?”
Aidan nods eagerly, “I-ill m-make mistress feel s-so good…promise! I p-promise!”
Y/N managed to sit down full on his dick and they both let out a moan; the tip of his dick brushed against her g-spot so perfectly, the feeling was so overwhelmingly good~
Aidan tried bucking his hips up but she holds him down, “Bad puppy…you want me to move yeah? Move up and down your pathetic dick?” There she was, there was her more sadistic and mean side.
Y/N lifted herself up and dropped down onto his dick, their skin making a sinful slapping sound just like the one coming out of Aidan’s mouth.
She kept her pace going, riding his poor dick as his hands struggled against the restraints. He wanted to hold her so fucking bad, “P-please Mistress! L-let me…ammmh…t-touch you…ahhh~”
Y/N chuckled, a bit breathless as she began riding him harder which in turn made him whine harder, “PLEASE! P-PLEASE MISS…O-OH F-FUCK…I D-DON’T W-WANT TO COME YET…S-SLOW DOWN~” Aidan cried out loud, not wanting to come so quickly from Y/N’s fast movements.
She leaned forward, her chest pressed against his, making his eyes roll to the back of his head from the feeling of his skin against hers. Y/N whispered in his ear so sensually, “My good boy…you going to come for me~?” Aidan shook his head and tried to control himself from coming. He needed to hold himself back, but her pretty voice and how good her pussy felt were too much for him.
“M-Mistressss~!” Aidan whined, wanting this to last longer but she was just too good at this. Her ass moved twice as fast over his poor dick as his moans became more and more high pitched, “N-no! I d-don’t..please! Ohhh gooodd im coming…IM COMINGGG! M-MISTRESS…OH FUCK…FUCK ME…”
“Come for me angel…come for me pretty boy….” Y/N whispers in his ear, biting his ear lobe and that was the last straw for him…he came undone on the spot~ “OHHH GOOOODD Y/NNN~~!!”
She kept going as she felt his cum fill her up; her juices squirting over his dick aswell, “Ohh fuck…good boy…my good boy~” Y/N moaned aswell, kissing his lips to silence his moans since he was being so loud.
They kept making out as they both rode their high, their tongues rubbing with each other; Aidan moaned into her mouth, slobber running down his chin. Y/N looked him in his eyes and sucked on his tongue, making his moans ten times louder.
She pulled away, both of them breathless as they just stared at each other, a wide grin on her face as she watches his fucked out face. Y/N wanted to break him even more, but he clearly wouldn’t be able to take it. She raised herself up from his dick as he whimpered from the loss of heat, he wanted to stay inside her forever, “M-mistress…” He whispered weakly as she cooed at him, “Shhh baby…lets get you cleaned up yeah~?”
Y/N kissed his forehead, undid his handcuffs and went to go get a wet warm cloth.
It took half an hour to get him cleaned up and wearing clean new clothes, he was practically passed out on the bed as Y/N smirked at how fucked out he looked.
She laid next to him and kissed his cheek, wrapping him in warm blankets. He moaned in his sleep and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly.
“Goodnight pretty boy…you did so good today~” Y/N whispered in his ear and kissed his cheek, cuddling him aswell as she closed her eyes to go to sleep.
Maybe he wasn’t so bad~
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FINALLY DONE WITH THIS BROOOO I GENUINELY COULD’NT FIGURE OUT TO END THIS AS YOU CAN TELL.
Tysm for being so patient thoughh~~~ Love you guys~~
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aside from the whole period sex and drinking her blood, let's talk about how oliver quick really was a vampire throughout saltburn. am i really going to do this? maybe. it might not be long, i do feel like death. maybe i'll even touch on the catton family being vampires.
alright. from the start we see oliver taking resources from felix under the guise of being poor. the cost of the drinks, the time, the emotional space. he leeches on, yearning for love. later we see that all of this has been set up by oliver himself to manufacture these circumstances. but that's only the beginning and one of the least viceral instances of him 'bleeding the life' from the family.
where we really see this begin is after he comes to saltburn. i'll go through it briefly for now but here we see oliver dividing and conquering, making quick work of the family. as he is yet to succeed in tangebly seducing felix, the true source of his psychosexual obsession/infatuation, he begins this work on the rest of the family. he starts w the mother and when that fails, he changes tact and sinks his teeth in emotionally. he lets her tell him of her worries and assures her that she is a good person. he charms the father by displaying interest in what is important to the family.
he then uses knowledge gained through her mother to get literal blood in his mouth when he romances her in the night. he uses his knowledge of her eating disorder and her family's inability to see her to fully lure her in and to once again sink his teeth in emotionally, as well as physically, drinking her blood while he dominates her.
next, he continues his conquering by driving a rift between felix and his cousin, alienating the family member who is not entranced by his lies. this is before he does physically charm him. all of this is before any killing starts. now that he's got his teeth in, let's talk about how he drains his victims.
for cousin dearest, oliver makes quick work of framing him for crimes against the family. when he comes back after being cast out, oliver then frames felix for an ultimate, unforgivable crime: killing the golden son. felix is left w no financial resources and no familial support but his impoverished mother. he gets off relatively lightly.
now onto literally sucking life. once his cover is blown and felix asks him to leave, oliver gives him a poisoned bottle. this is obviously w the intention of at least felix drinking it and succumbing. which he does. felix's death leaves the family unstable and vulnerable, first used to get rid of the cousin who sees through him and to continue to latch onto the mother as a surrogate son in a now joyless and lifeless house.
the sister sees through him and what does oliver do? assist in her suicide after her speech about how he is eating away at her family. specifically in the bathroom which oliver first physically consumed felix for the first time.
what does this leave? an even more desperate vacuum for now two stand in children. perhaps three if we are to count the cousin. Elspeth clings on to him and oliver sinks his teeth in tighter. so tightly, in fact, that mr catton pays oliver off to leave.
finally, when mr. catton is dead, oliver manufactures a reunion w elspeth and reaps the rewards of his former work. he is once again living off the catton family until the time comes for him to drain the life from it's last surviving member.
he is eventually left alone in their mansion, with all their resources, and their ghosts.
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Mc accidently got splashed with a (obsessive) "love potion" and she falls in giddy love with first person she lays her eyes on.
All she wants to do is give them kisses and hugs...and yea she also is clingy and she follows them around even duuring class. She is ready to do anything for her "love" ( like whatever they ask of her) she wants them to be happy . She is convinced that they are dating and it's honestly pointless to try and explain things to her.
How would Azul, Jamil, Malleus, Duece and Floyd hanndle the situation/what's their reaction? ( they were not dating before ) 
Azul Ashengrotto:
Azul was doomed by yet another situation he couldn’t see himself out of. He hardly knows how to handle you normally, or rather how to handle his feelings for you, but you’re much harder when you’re like this. Having you clinging to his side and demanding his attention made it impossible for him to concentrate, and feelings be damned he wasn’t going to let his business suffer. Since Jade and Floyd refused to escort you from his office (finding Azul’s flustered face and inability to actually push you away the best comedy bit they’d seen in years) he ordered them to instead find a cure for the nightmarish love potion that ailed you. They do agree but take longer than they need to, wanting Azul to endure his torturous thoughts a bit longer.
Deuce Spade:
You have poor Deuce stressed OUT. He’s too worried about your well-being to hear any of Ace’s teasing, also focused on keeping his lips covered in case of another surprise attack. He wouldn’t mind under normal circumstances but this doesn’t feel genuine (and he had a much more romantic first kiss in mind for the two of you). He boldly confided in his seniors about you in hopes of them helping with a solution, tightly holding your hand to keep you at bay. He’s willing to go to any length to cure you, even if he’d miss the closeness.
Floyd Leech:
Floyd is willing to milk this situation for all that it’s worth. He particularly enjoyed the squeezing contest you had, and how tightly you clung to him even after he clearly won. He would have loved to keep you all to himself, using your condition to get out of working at Mostro Lounge as it would be hard to cook with you attached to him like you were. Jade is surprised with how long Floyd indulged your clingy behavior, even when he seemed fed up, he knew if he really wanted to push you away and lock you up so you’d leave him alone, he would do it.
Jamil Viper:
Jamil would have used you for all you were worth if he didn’t have feelings for you. He’s frustrated that yet another responsibility was thrust upon him, but turning his back on you was not a choice under these circumstances. It makes it hard to go about his day when he has two different people bothering him all day, but you proved to be the bigger challenge (for now). If he could concentrate he’d have an easier time of finding a solution but there was a part of him that longed for you to continue to worship him, curious how much of this might mirror your relationship if you ended up dating.
Malleus Draconia:
You had always been more honest with Malleus than others, but this was certainly new. As much as he enjoyed your emboldened behavior it didn’t take him long to detect something was off, leaving him conflicted. He wouldn’t mind having a close relationship like this with you, maybe some more boundaries discussed for the sake of Sebek’s heart and everyone else's eardrums, but he was disappointed to know this wasn’t you acting on ‘real’ feelings. He’s even more suspicious about how and why you were splashed with such a potion to begin with, growing rather possessive at the concept of someone trying to steal your heart away from him.
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misunderstood.
(coriolanus snow x f. reader)
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summary: being the only district girl other than sejanus plinth and having to adapt to the capitol, you thought you could still count with coryo. it seems like you were wrong.
based on this ask
c.w: district n capitol reader, coriolanus snow, coryo being kind of a jerk, heartbreak, drama, quite the slowburn, fluffy, angst, reader has a crush on coryo, mentions to bullying, reader is shy and insecure
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moving from district 4 to the capitol after the war when you were small, you never forgot your roots. or whatever was left of them.
your father and your mother made sure to educate you the best they could. private teachers, whatever they could afford witth the new money they had.
now, at the age of seventeen, the closet person you had within you at the academy was coriolanus snow.
athletic skinny, smart, pretty, blonde, gorgeous coriolanus snow. the one boy you knew that probably had a liking to you even if it wasn't much.
of course you would develop a crush on him. he was so gentle with you, so kind. so good to you, he was always there for you, specially since you were so shy, even more shy to defend yourself, so he was always taking the matters into his own hands, defending you from any dumb jerk who thought less of you.
however, as you walked through the academy in search of him, you found festus voice, and your name coming out of his lips.
“so, snow. why does the district girl is always clinging on you?” he asked, and you immediatly hid himself behind the wall, waiting for the answer.
now you could know his thoughts about you! now you would know of he really liked you, if he felt the same, if-
“man, she's a leech.” he said, and you gulped your heart back “i only tolerate her because the teachers always tell us to “be nice” to her, but honestly? sometimes i can't stand her.”
oh.
so that was it? what you thought to be love, kindness, was only tolerance? not even once of kindness was there on his voice, not even one bit of respect- he hated you. maybe he loathed you too. you were probably the same thing as an insect to him. a fly. buzzing on his ear, getting on his nerves.
with that in mind, you rejected every move he made towards you- you loved him, and it hurt. but more than that, the fact that he tolerated you during all those times, made everything worse.
“y/n! finally, i found you-” he said, and you passed through him like you hadn't seen him, like he was invisible. like the way he said your name didn't make your heart flutter and your eyes shine.
you distanced yourself from him the best you could. it didn't matter anymore. he didn’t like you. he never did. didn't even consider you a friend or anything. a leech. a leech. a blood sucking energia draining leech.
without coriolanus by your side, without him protecting you, the only one who could defend you was yourself, but would you do it?
of course not.
you're nothing compared to them. you're district. they're not gonna allow you to be or feel anything other than mediocrity.
you didn't stand up for yourself under any circumstance, letting the bullying be done, letting the food fall to your hair and letting your material things suffer further damage because of their hatred towards districts- towards you. no one was able to help you. no one wanted to help you. and even if they did, you didn't want to bother anyone.
it was humiliating.
"gosh, finally coriolanus noticed what a waste of time it is to be around you," a girl said, accompanied by whoever was by her side. you didn't bother looking up, seeing their faces and the way they looked at you was humiliating.
"c'mon now, don't be quiet just because we spoke the truth." she said, poking your head with her index finger. you closed your eyes shut. this corridor always seemed to happen something that would hurt you?
"hey," his voice. it was his, and you almost looked up to see him, to see him in this stupid uniform, in this stupid hair of his, those stupid expressions of him. "leave her alone."
"coryo-" the girl said, looking up behind you.
"don't call me coryo. i never allowed you to. leave her alone." he said again, and the girl flinched a bit, but she left after giving you a last stare.
"you were lucky, he's just taking pity on you."
"leave!" he growled, putting you behind his back and watching the girls go away.
there was an awkward silence between both of you, and then, when he began to spoke, you interrupted him.
"thank you," you said. "but you don't need to pretend anymore."
"what? y/n, i-"
"-i hear what you said." you interrupted again. "i'm a leech. i don't want to be a leech to you. not to you."
"y/n."
"i thought you liked me." you said, your voice hitched by how much you wanted to cry. to come undone.
"i do like you."
"no. you don't. if you did you wouldn't say those things. if you did, you wouldn't call me a leech. you don't like me."
"i lied"
"i know you did. that's all you do. you lie about a lot of things, i just didn't think you would lie about me too."
"i'm sorry, i was wrong. i don't know why i said that but please- forgive me."
you cried. finally, after so many days crying only to the warmth of your room, you cried freely at the sight of him, at the sound of his words.
"you're so stupid," you sobbed
"i know. i am." he hugged you, arms surrounding your shoulders as you cried on him. "i like you, y/n. i really do."
"you're gonna have to proof that."
" i will."
and he did. coming to the class with his hand on yours, sitting by your side, letting others know that he liked you, that he would protect you. that he loved you.
it wasn't a surprise to others when you began to date. it was a surprise to you.
but finally, the misunderstood was over. and just like that he was head over heels to you.
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