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bad268 · 2 months

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can I request a clingy Kimi Antonelli

where he’s obsessed with kissing reader and overall being affectionate to the point he does not want to let go of her before the race and Toto is like “leave the poor girl alone Kimi” while Susie is like “you were like that before”.

HELP IDK HOW TO END THIS BUT YA ALSO LOVE YOUR WORKS 💗💗💗

Clingy Antonelli (Andrea Kimi Antonelli X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 2/3

Requested: Clearly (I loved this too much lol I'd be down to do a Clingy Antonelli series and we need some fluff after this race lol)

Warnings: none.

POV: Second POV (You/your, but it does say 'poor girl' once)

W.C. 1025

Summary: Sweet reunions bring Clingy Antonelli to the surface.

As always, my requests are OPEN

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It was a common occurrence that you were in the paddock with Kimi. Ever since you decided to attend school entirely online, you were by his side, and it may (or may not) have been because of the begging you received from Kimi.

It started when he was in karting, and he just wanted someone familiar to talk to. Then, when he moved to championships, he was always one of the youngest ones competing, and it was weird being the odd one out. Around the same time, you were given the option to switch to online school. He begged you to do it, so you could travel with him. How could you say no?

Not to mention, you loved taking pictures, especially of your favorite person, and PR from both Prema and Mercedes would pay you for some of the pictures. It was just easier to pay you since you always took pictures of Kimi.

But that’s beside the point. You were doing what you normally did whenever Kimi was a guest on the F1 paddock: sit beside him silently as he listened in on a meeting. Sure, it was not your favorite thing to do, but it was a standard. And most of the time, the meetings did not even concern Kimi; he just had to sit in them because he was their junior driver.

You were sitting in the back of the room, holding his hand and not paying attention at all. That is until Kimi started pulling at your hand to get your attention. You turned your head and met his eyes. The look he gave you was one you recognized immediately, a silent plea for you to sit on his lap. With a joking sigh, you moved onto his lap as he smiled laid his head on your shoulder after giving you a kiss on your cheek.

“You’re more clingy today,” you whispered to him, “What’s up?”

“You’re going to leave for two weeks,” he complained as his arms tightened around your waist. “I know you miss your family and friends, but I won't see you again until right before the race.”

“Don’t worry, amor (love),” you consoled as you rubbed his arms, leaning further back into his hold. “I’ll be back before you know it, and we’ll be back traveling in no time.”

“Yay,” he chuckled before cutting himself short, “And I’m not clingy.”

“Oh come on,” you replied in disbelief, turning your head to meet his eyes. “Clingy Antonelli is my favorite.”

Despite being with your family for once, Kimi would call you at any chance he could. He just needed to hear your voice and see you before doing anything racing-related. It was one of his superstitions, and you did not plan on standing in the way of it.

Flash forward to when you finally came back. Due to the time difference, it was only 12 hours from the last time you talked to Kimi, but for him, it was nearing 20 hours. He knew that he had to give you space at some points, but this? Nope. He was sure that your plane should have landed ages ago, yet you still were not on the track. You had yet to answer his calls or texts, and he was starting to get anxious.

He was pacing around the garage, half listening to his strategy team go over the plan for the race. He half-registered some Mercedes personnel walk into the garage but did not think anything of it since he remembers them saying they wanted to see him in action this weekend. Little did he know it was Toto and Susie Wolff in the flesh. They talked a little bit with the team before they turned their attention to Kimi.

“Is he always this nervous before a race?” Susie asked Toto, knowing that he had seen Kimi racing in FRECA before, but she did not remember him saying that Kimi got nervous.

“Not that I remember,” Toto responded just as confused before he turned to Kimi’s race engineer with a questioning look, gesturing in Kimi’s area.

“He’s missing his lucky charm,” Anthoine laughed, shaking his head. It’s said when you talk about someone, they appear, and that’s exactly what happened. Like clockwork, Kimi’s head snapped toward the garage door as he heard your unmistakable laugh. Kimi immediately took off, trying to find you. It did not take long because you were right around the corner, about to walk in with Ollie. Kimi wasted no time, picking you up in a tight embrace as he peppered kisses all over your face. Anthoine chuckled again as he pointed at the two, “Oh, look. They’re back.”

They all let you have your moment in peace. Kimi needed it. His nerves were through the roof, everyone could tell, so despite knowing that he needed to get in the car as soon as possible, they stepped back. The last thing they needed was an anxious driver on the track.

You could not even hear what Kimi was saying, just a bunch of anxious thoughts coming to light. You let him rant as much as he needed before he finally set you down and placed a long kiss against your lips. He pulled away all too quickly for your liking before leaning against your forehead, whispering, “you’re never leaving me again.”

“My flight got delayed, and my phone died,” you whispered back as he went back to placing butterfly kisses all over your face. “I wanted to call you.”

“It doesn’t matter now,” he sighed, hiding his face in your neck and breathing you in “You’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

“Leave the poor girl alone, Kimi,” You heard a voice behind Kimi chuckle, causing you to look over his shoulder. It was Toto and Susie Wolff, which caused your eyes to widen and your face grew red in embarrassment. Immediately, Susie’s arm came up to smack Toto in the shoulder.

“Oh, leave them alone,” She countered, “You were just like that before we were married.”

“Oh, he’s just being Clingy Antonelli,” you laughed, nervously. “I’ll get him into the car, don’t worry.”

~~~

Part 2 ->

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The one | CS55

― Pairing: Carlos Sainz x fem!reader (she/her) ― Warnings: mentions of break up and food; typos. ― Summary: Yn is doing well a few months after her break up with Carlos, and so is he. Everyone thinks that this paragraph of their lives is over, but as it happens they may be a chapter to each other, and Yn makes sure everyone knows he was her great love, the one - through her new song. ― A/n: None of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps, but the work is, and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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daydreaming-nerd · 2 months

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Lipstick Kisses (Azriel x Female! reader)

AN: while I LOVED my last Azriel fic I felt kinda bad about how it ended to so even though this was supposed to be a Cassian fic I thought I would switch it up just to say I’m sorry lol

Summary: You and Azriel weren’t together. But you also weren’t not together. Sure he warmed your bed nightly, but he had made it clear that he was hesitant to date his best friend, Rhysand’s, little sister. You were content to play the game until one night a certain princess got so far under your skin you couldn’t see straight.

Warnings: jealousy, unprotected sex, cockwarming if you squint?

Word Count: 2496

(all pics are from pinterest)

Rita’s had never been so busy before. Packed from wall to wall with members of every court here to celebrate the week leading up to Starfall. A tradition my brother had long since put on. Everyone seemed to be merry and happy, even Azriel who stood at the bar with the Princess of Adriata.

Azriel and I had been hot and heavy for a couple of months. My whole life the shadowsinger and I had danced around one another, flirting here and there but never acting. It wasn’t until one night when I ran into the spymaster in the hallway of the House of Wind, when we couldn’t stay away from one another. It was a mess of hands, teeth, tongues and kisses as he took me against the wall. From that moment on Azriel sought to warm my bed nightly, but nothing more and I never thought to ask him why for fear of losing him. We weren’t together, weren’t not together. And I had no right to stare daggers at the Princess of Adriata, yet here I stood, at the edge of the room doing just that.

“Looking a little tense there y/n,” Cassain drawled, nudging my shoulder.

“I am not tense,” I gritted out.

“Then why does it look like you’re about to shatter that glass with your bare hand?” he retorts. I look to where my polished fingers are gripping my cocktail in rage.

“I’m just scared someone is going to knock my drink out of my hand, it’s super busy in here,” I say, loosening my grip on the glass.

Cassian let out a chuckle, “You sure it has nothing to do with the way Az is looking at the Princess of Adriata?” he smirked. While Az and I hadn’t told anyone about our nightly escapades, poor Cassain was practically forced to have the knowledge as his room was next to mine.

I meet Cassian’s eyes in a sideways glare causing him to laugh again.

“Of course he wants The Princess of Adriata,” I sneer at her name.

“You’re a Princess too y/n,” Cassian reminds me.

“Yeah well apparently not the right type,” I huff, turning around so I don’t have to watch them smile and flirt anymore.

“You should get him back,” Cassian muses.

“If you’re trying to take me into your bed again it won’t work.” I laugh while sipping my drink, remembering a different drunken night, or a few of them, that Cassian and I had shared at Rita’s.

“You wound me Princess, you can’t say you didn’t enjoy yourself all those years ago,” he smirked, bumping my shoulder again.

“Illyrians really are sensitive babies. Now what kind of revenge did you have in mind?” I smirk into my glass.

“You got some red lipstick in that bag?” his eyes gleamed.

I rummage around through the mess of trinkets in my purse till I find the red rouge sitting in the bottom and pull it out. “Looks like I do,” I say, holding it up for him to see.

“Perfect, now put it on,” he says standing in front of me so I can use his siphon as a mirror as I always had for years anytime I needed to fix my makeup or hair. He used to hate it, but now I think it makes him feel special.

“I fail to see where this is going,” I contest putting the lipstick back in my bag.

Cassian didn’t say anything, he just pointed to his cheek asking for me to kiss it. I rolled my eyes and obliged. When I pulled back a bright red lipstick stain adorned his cheek and I realized what he was doing now.

“Cassian, you're a genius,” I laugh.

“Well I am a specialist in war tactics after all. Now go around and say hello to every Lord in here and greet them with one of your sweet kisses. The second Az looks around he’s going to lose his mind.” he explains.

“Thanks Cass,” I laugh before turning away but I feel his hand on my arm.

“I think I might deserve a little more thanks than that Princess,” he says playfully.

“Fine you big baby,” I roll my eyes before placing a quick kiss on his lips seeing the lipstick residue there.

“You’re welcome princess,” he smirks triumphantly before turning away.

I turn to the crowd of people in front of me scanning the hundreds of happy faces packed into the tavern. Like a beacon of hope I find Thesan conversing with two other Lords, the perfect target.

“Thesan!” I cheer, “My brother and I are honored to have you here in our court,” I greet him sweetly, pressing a discreet kiss to his cheek.

“Princess it’s always a pleasure to be in your presence,” Thesan smiles warmly. “May I present Lord Baylor and Lord Suffolk.”

Both Lords reach their hands out to mine and I push them away, “Please I’ve never been fond of handshakes,” I smile gently, embracing each of them and pressing kisses to their cheeks as well.

“We are honored to be here Princess y/n, the stories of your beauty still don’t do you justice,” Lord Baylor smiled.

“You all flatter me too much, it’s going to go straight to my head,” I tease playfully before excusing myself to mingle with the other lords.

I continue my charade until my drink empties and I’m forced to retreat to the bar for another. I be sure to pass right by where Azriel and The Princess of Adriata are talking before leaning against the bartop and requesting my regular. I try to hide the smirk when I feel a certain scarred hand graze my elbow.

“Is there a reason why those red lips have been on the cheek of every man here tonight Princess?” Azriel says lowly into my ear.

“I’m just being a good host Az,” I say, not keeping my eye off the bartender making my drink.

“More than good the way I see it,” he grits and his hands trace the backs of my arms. The bartender brings my drink over and I leave a large tip in his jar. I finally turn to meet Azriel’s intense gaze.

“Don’t be so jealous Azriel, after all we aren’t even together,” I tilt my head before sauntering off.

When I get back to the House of Wind that night I’m utterly exhausted. I open the door to my bedroom and kick my shoes off sending them flying across the room. My dress is the next to go, falling in a pile on the floor. I wash up, and slip on my nightgown before falling into my bed with a sigh, too lazy to turn off the small fae light next to me. I try to sleep but it’s not the same without a certain Illyrian next to me.

A half hour later I hear the door open slowly, I pretend to still be asleep not wanting to even speak to Azriel. When I had left Rita’s he was still talking with The Princess of Adriata, and this time she had a hand on his bicep.

I heard daggers and leathers falling to the ground as the bed sank behind me.

“Scooch over Princess, there's no room for me,” he whispered into my ear as his arms circled around me to move me over.

“Get off me Az, I don’t remember inviting you to my bed tonight,” I grumble, not moving an inch.

He doesn’t move, “I’ve been sleeping here for three months y/n what do you mean?”

“I mean, I don’t want The Princess of Adriata’s sloppy seconds sleeping in my bed, now go to your own room,” I huff, slamming my head down on my pillow for emphasis.

Azriel scoffs, “This is about Cressida?” he asks in disbelief.

“Oh good for you, you’re on a first name basis with the oh so perfect princess,” I say donning the same mocking tone I used to Cassian.

“You do know that you’re also a Princess,” he smiled, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.

“So I’ve heard,” I roll my eyes, moving my shoulder away from him. “Now get out.”

“Y/n, I didn’t sleep with her,” Azriel says, pressing another kiss to my shoulder.

“Yeah right,” I scoff.

“She did try, but I told her I was seeing someone,” he continued kissing my arm.

“Oh really?” I sneer.

“Yes my love,” he smiled, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “You.”

“I thought you didn’t want to be with me, I thought you just wanted to fuck me,” I grumble trying not to enjoy his lips on my body.

“I never said that,” he states and I can feel his agitation.

“Well you didn’t not say it either, what am I supposed to think when I only see you at night?” I argue.

“Fine, I’ll admit it, I was scared.” he grumbled, moving to lean back on the pillows.

I sit up to face him and find him pressing the heels of his hands into his forehead like he has the largest migraine to ever be known to man.

“Scared of what?” I scoff in disbelief. He was Azriel, my spymaster and a shadowsinger. I had seen his fierceness on a battlefield countless times, seen him slaughter enemies of my court. What could possibly scare him?

“I was scared that one day you’d wake up and realize what I truly am, a lowborn nobody. You’re a princess for gods sakes y/n. The most beautiful woman in Prythian. You should be with a prince like Varian, not me. And even though I knew that I couldn’t stay away from you. You smell so good and your skin is so soft and the way you look at me sometimes? It would’ve taken all seven High Lords to keep me from your bed, especially when you invite me to it so willingly. I was scared that if we made our relationship something more than just pleasure that you would realize that, and that’s a blow I couldn’t handle.” Azriel confessed, finally ripping his hands off his forehead to stare at the ceiling.

“Azriel I-”

“It’s okay you don’t have to say anything,” he sighed, getting out of bed.

“Az,” I plead, but he keeps walking.

“Azriel stop!” I scream not the request of a lover, but the order of a princess. I see his wings twitch as he stops moving, still not turning to meet my eye.

“Azriel I love you,” I confess.

He whips around to meet my eyes, using his years of reading people to try and decipher whether or not I’m telling the truth. He finds no trace of a lie and before I know it he’s standing over the bed and bringing his lips to mine. His knees sink to the bed and I use his off balance to push him down into the pillows so I can straddle his lap.

“Do you mean it?” he asks as I lean back to look at him, his eyes blown out and on cloud nine.

“I’ve loved you for years Az, just ask my brother. When I thought you didn’t want to do anything but bed me my heart was broken, but I was willing to take whatever I could get.” I explained.

“You have all of me y/n, you always will,” he smiles, leaning up to kiss me. “But I’m still mighty jealous of all those lipstick prints, especially the ones I saw on Cassian.” he smirks against my skin.

“I think I can make it up to you,” I smile before reaching over to my bedside table to retrieve the lipstick from my discarded clutch. I keep our eyes locked as I put the cherry red color all over my lips and I swear I feel his cock twitch under me.

I lean down to leave a kiss on his cheek, then his forehead, his jaw, his chin and then I give the other side of his face the same treatment. I move my lips down either side of his neck earning a low groan from him. I smile and continue my assault all over his bare chest and shoulders.

“Fuck y/n,” he moans and I can tell he’s trying not to flip me over and pound me into the mattress.

I leave lipstick marks all over his abs and when I reach his boxers I pull the waistband down just enough to leave a kiss right above his aching cock.

“Fuck this I need to be inside you,” he grunts and I’m quickly being hauled up by my arms and tossed on my back. Within moments he slams his cock inside me.

“Oh fuck Azriel!” I scream, raking my nails down his back.

The room is filled with the sound of skin slapping as Azriel thrusts inside me at a brutal pace. Both seeking his own pleasure and to claim.

“Your turn Princess,” he smirks before sucking the skin of my neck into his mouth. My hands fly to his hair pulling him closer to me as his teeth sink into my neck.

“Azriel,” I breathe into his ear and he spurs his hips even faster. I feel him leave a light lick soothing the skin he bit into.

“Mine,” he growls before leaning back to admire his work. He lifts my legs and puts them over his shoulders to hit me even deeper making my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“Azriel!” I scream practically in subspace.

“That’s right Princess, let everyone know who owns this little pussy,” he grins with male pride.

“Yours Az all yours,” I breathe, unable to find my words.

“Good girl,” he says before reaching down to rub circles into my clit. The sudden sensation is enough to have me arching my back and cumming on his cock, a string of curses and his name falling off my lips.

Azriel continues thrusting into me seaking his own pleasure before spilling into me with a moan that practically shakes the doors. His head burrows into my neck and I run my hands through his hair pressing kisses to his face. I look up at him to see the lipstick marks all over him and I can’t help but laugh.

He rolls us to the side taking me with him so his cock is still inside me.

“Do you think Rhys is gonna kill me when he finds out?” Azriel asks jokingly but I can tell he’s genuinely wondering.

“Well he was pissed at Cassian but he got over it so I’d say we’re good,” I sigh tracing the lipstick marks left on his chest.

“Wait, you slept with Cassian?” he asks, stunned.

“Yeah like 105 years ago, you didn’t know?” I laugh.

“No I didn’t,” he says, throwing his arms around me and standing up making sure his cock doesn’t leave its spot nestled inside me.

“What are you doing?” I giggle playing with his hair as I feel my back hit the far wall of my room.

“Fucking you against Cassian’s bedroom wall,” he smirks kissing me deeply. “Gotta let him know we’re official now.”

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My Shy Valentine

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Pairing: Tim Bradford x shy!fem!reader

Summary: As Valentine's Day approaches, Tim's coworkers don't believe he has a girlfriend. She's too shy to be introduced conventionally, but when they catch him hugging someone at the station, the truth comes out.

Warnings: fluff! a repeated mouth-to-mouth joke, this has build-up to Valentine's Day.

Word Count: 2.2k+ words

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“Can you take this to the K-9 captain?” Angela asks, extending a paper toward Tim.

“Do I look like your secretary?” he replies.

“No, you look like an errand boy.”

Tim rolls his eyes at Angela’s smile. He should be used to it by now, but she never fails to surprise and push him to the brink of snapping. She’s also one of his closest friends, so he powers through her nosiness and sarcastic comments.

“Fine, but only because I was going that way before you asked,” he answers, taking the paper.

“Sure. Thanks, Timothy.”

As Tim walks into the K-9-unit training area, he looks around for the captain but finds something more interesting to focus on. Across the turf obstacle course, you are talking to a K-9 officer, Hughie, as everyone in the station refers to him. Tim finds himself drawn to you for some unexplained reason.

“Bradford,” the captain calls. “Finally realize we’re the best?”

“No, sir, I’m happy in Metro,” Tim answers. “Dropping this off for Detective Lopez.”

The captain nods as he takes the paper, noticing Tim’s gaze drift back to you.

“Who’s that?” Tim asks.

“Hughie,” the captain answers before quickly realizing his mistake, exclaiming, “Oh!” before telling Tim your name. He adds that you are Hughie’s best friend, and you come to visit often.

You raise your head, meeting Tim’s eyes for a second before you look away quickly. Tim thinks he could get used to being looked at by you, and the idea startles him.

✯✯✯✯✯

Looking away from the attractive officer quickly, you focus on your best friend, Hughie. He seems to notice something has brought out your shyness, glancing across the obstacle course before chuckling.

“That’s Bradford, he’s Metro. And, between you and me, grumpy and overbearing.”

You nod, knowing that it’s supposed to be a warning, yet you find yourself more intrigued by the knowledge that there’s more than meets the eye.

“Excuse me,” Bradford says, walking up behind you. “Hughie, I wanted to let you know that Kojo is still addicted to those treats you introduced him too.”

Hughie laughs and you watch Bradford smile as he turns to you. Hughie introduces you, supplying you with Tim Bradford’s full name. You extend your hand, hoping it’s not sweaty, clammy, or any other word ending with -y as you shake his hand.

“Nice to meet you,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb over your knuckles as you pull your hand away.

Remembering Hughie’s warning, you think Tim is everything but grumpy and overpowering as he introduces himself. Tim, however, immediately catches onto how shy you are, and his smile grows when you clench the hand he just shook into a fist while you look at Hughie’s dog.

✯✯✯✯✯

Tim waits outside the K-9 unit, hoping that he doesn’t come across as creepy or find out that he misread your reactions as he waits for you.

“Hey,” he calls when you walk out.

You jump, startled at the sudden attention.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, with a smile that doesn’t seem sorry to you. “I didn’t mean to bombard you, but I wanted to ask you something without Hughie standing right beside you.”

Furrowing your brows, you wonder what he could want to know that couldn’t be discussed in front of your best friend.

“I was wondering if you’d like to go out with me? We can do whatever you want,” Tim offers.

After a moment of silence, Tim’s smile falls, and you whisper, “Why me?”

“That’s usually my line,” he jokes, easing your nerves slightly.

You nod, agreeing to a date and hoping you can survive a night with a gorgeous man like Tim.

✯✯✯✯✯

Survival is not an option, it turns out. From the moment Tim picks you up with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, he seems determined to embarrass you and make you hide from him.

“Have I mentioned how gorgeous you are?” Tim asks.

You raise your napkin to your face, ducking behind it and hoping you can stay hidden until Tim is ready to leave, but he pulls it away from your face with a lie about being sorry.

Though he makes you so shy you can’t speak to him, you and Tim both fall quickly and within a few weeks of meeting him, you’re completely under his spell.

✯✯✯✯✯

Visiting Hughie, he asks what you see in Bradford, and you can only raise one shoulder to your cheek. There isn’t enough time to list everything you love about Tim, but you also think Hughie wouldn’t get it.

“As long as he treats you well, it’s your decision,” Hughie decides.

You smile, wrapping your arms around his waist as he chuckles. His dog barks as he returns your hug.

“Do you want to go see Tim?” Hughie asks.

“No,” you answer quickly. “Not while he’s working and there’s so many people.”

“You visit me in front of other people while I’m working,” Hughie argues.

“I don’t have a massive crush on you,” you mumble.

“No, you’re just a terrible friend who made the ‘Hughie’ nickname stick.”

“Sorry,” you say with a pout, spreading your arms for another hug.

“I suppose you’re forgiven; not much I can do about it now.”

✯✯✯✯✯

“Who are you watching the Super Bowl with?” Nolan asks. “Bailey and I are having a little get together if you want to stop by.”

“I’m having a few buddies over, and my girlfriend is coming, but thanks for the offer,” Tim answers distractedly.

Angela, Grey, and Nyla stand nearby and rush to stop him. “Girlfriend?” they repeat.

Wondering what is wrong with them and why they’re reacting so strangely, Tim nods with his brows pinched. They all start talking over one another, and Tim only catches pieces of what they’re saying.

“I’ll believe that when I see it,” Wade says.

“There’s no way… did you drug her?” Nyla accuses.

“Who would…” Nolan begins, trailing off as Tim raises a hand to stop them.

“Really?” he asks. “It’s that hard to believe?”

They nod, and Angela speaks for everyone in the station when she says, “You just don’t really act like the girlfriend type these days.”

Tim rolls his eyes, glancing toward the K-9 unit and considering calling you or Hughie to tell them you’re real, but it’s not worth the trouble. They’ll find another reason not to believe him.

“I’m with Wade,” Nyla agrees. “Until I see her, I’m calling bull.”

“Hate to say I agree, but…” Nolan shrugs.

“You are terrible people,” Tim concludes as he walks away.

✯✯✯✯✯

Tim waits outside your job, already smiling as he plans to make you shy away from him. When you step out, grinning while you approach him, he begins his assault of compliments, holding your wrists away from your face so he can see your eyes.

“You make it so easy,” he teases, kissing your nose.

“You’re just mean. You know I can’t take it,” you argue.

“That’s what makes it so fun.”

You huff, and Tim laughs as he moves his hand to your back to help you into the passenger seat of his truck.

“I do love you, though, I just like to show it-“

“In unexpected ways,” you finish, nodding sarcastically. “You’re going to kill me one of these days. I won’t be able to take it, and I’ll just keel over in your arms.”

“Like I’d let you,” Tim argues. “Mouth-to-mouth exists for a reason, baby.”

You turn away, the idea pulling your fight out of you as Tim chuckles.

“You’re not like this with anyone else,” you say quietly.

“Because you’re the only one of you.”

Once Tim lets you into his house, he notices you’re staring at his waist. He’s seen you hug Hughie and had the joy of initiating hugs himself, so he knows that is what you want. You always go for the waist when hugging but never seem willing to initiate contact with him.

Tim spreads his arms, and you rush forward to grip his waist tightly, relaxing against him as his arms circle your shoulders, rubbing comforting circles on your back.

“You can just hug me, you know that, right?” he asks kindly.

“What if you don’t want one right then?” you reply, your voice muffled against his chest.

“I always want one from you.”

Your grip tightens as you press your face further into his chest; with Valentine’s Day just around the corner, Tim takes his opportunity to get sappy and push you. He pulls back slowly, cupping your face between his hands.

“You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen,” he begins, punctuating his compliment with a kiss. “And the best hugger.” Another kiss. “Even when you get shy and try to run away from me.”

You duck your chin, and Tim brushes his fingers over your cheek to raise your head back toward him. Each compliment and touch from him makes you putty in his hands, and Tim chuckles as he drops his head, kissing you as you cling to him.

✯✯✯✯✯

On Valentine’s Day, you wake up with a smile, excited to share your love with the people closest to you as you anticipate Tim’s surprise. He’s been talking about it for weeks, and every time you ask for a hint, he distracts you with a compliment or by staring at your face, causing you to squirm before looking away from him.

Your first stop is the police station, a small gift for Hughie and his wife tucked in your bag as you carry an oversized cardboard heart filled with treats.

“What on earth is that?” Hughie asks.

“This is for my best friend,” you answer, setting it down on the floor and removing the lid to reveal an assortment of gourmet dog treats.

“You get a boyfriend and everything changes,” Hughie sighs, smiling as he pulls you into a side hug.

“And this is for you and Mrs. Hughie,” you add, passing him the gift bag covered in hearts.

“She’ll love that nickname,” Hughie jokes. “But thank you for thinking of us.”

“Any big plans?”

“We’re going out this weekend; too busy for us married folks to go out on Valentine’s Day. But what about the new lovebirds?”

“Tim has a surprise, but he won’t tell me anything.”

“Well… you could always go surprise him right now,” Hughie suggests, smiling.

“I don’t know,” you say slowly, glancing toward the door.

“Live a little,” Hughie adds.

You nod, telling him you’ll come to see him again before you leave. Taking a deep breath, you enter the station and set out to find Tim.

He sees you first, and when you look up, he winks at you. Raising your shoulder toward your cheek to hide your embarrassment, you walk toward him when he gestures you over.

“What are you doing here?” he asks, smiling at you.

You shrug. “Came to see Hughie.”

“Not me?”

When you shrug again, Tim takes pity on you and whispers, “Sorry. Whenever you want.”

You take his offer, stepping forward and wrapping your arms around his waist and his move over your shoulders. He tells you that you look beautiful, and you tighten your arms around him.

“Can’t breathe,” he pants dramatically.

Believing him, or something close to it, you begin to pull away, but Tim catches your waist and adds, “No better way to go, though.”

“Stop,” you beg.

Tim smiles, and you know that asking him to stop usually spurs him on to continue.

Nolan, Angela, Nyla, and Wade stand nearby, their eyes wide and jaws dropped as Tim openly shows you affection, smiling as you hide against his chest.

“Who’s that? Another sister?” Aaron asks as he walks in.

“Girlfriend,” Angela and Wade say together.

“Girlfriend?!” Aaron exclaims, his expression matching theirs.

You and Tim look over, and when you see how much attention is on you, you turn back around and hide against Tim again.

“They want to meet you,” Tim tells you.

Shaking your head, you decline.

“They’re nice.”

You shake your head again, but Tim spreads his hand over your back and leads you toward them. Waving shyly as Tim makes introductions, you stay as close to his side as possible.

Nolan opens his mouth to speak, but Tim sends him a warning look, and he closes his mouth to reconsider. “Any Valentine’s Day plans?” he asks.

You stiffen beside Tim, and he answers, “That’s enough,” before steering you away.

“Way to go, Nolan!” Nyla says. “We had them.”

“It was just a question!” he defends.

“She’s shy, can’t you see that?” Angela adds.

“Next time, leave Nolan in the car,” Wade says, shaking his head as he returns to his office.

✯✯✯✯✯

In the safety of Tim’s office, you pull a gift box from your bag and pass it to Tim.

“It’s not much,” you begin.

“It’s perfect,” Tim says, setting it on his desk before cupping your cheeks. “Much like you.”

You turn into one of his hands, but he pulls you into a kiss before you can hide completely.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he says against your lips.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you repeat.

When he pulls back, smiling as your eyes linger on his lips before dropping to his waist, you feel emboldened by his words and actions.

“I love you,” you say quietly.

You don’t have time to get embarrassed at your first confession before you’re back in Tim’s arms: the only place you get shy but don’t mind.

✯✯✯✯✯

"I thought you had a surprise for Valentine's Day."

Tim's brows raise as he asks, "Have a little faith in me, would you?"

You smile, taking his hand as he leads you onto his porch. When he opens the door, you see the floor is covered in rose petals and battery-powered candles cover the living room and kitchen.

"Tim," you breathe out.

He repeats your name in a matching tone.

"This is too much."

"It's not enough for you."

"I-I think I'm ready to meet your friends whenever you are."

Tim nods, pulling you close and tapping his nose against your temple when you find your spot, with your arms around his waist.

"It's up to you, but I'll be there the whole time."

"I love you, Tim. Thank you for being patient with me, even though you drive me crazy sometimes."

Tim laughs, leaning his head back. "I drive you crazy? Imagine what you do to me."

You lean against him, looking at the large bouquet and red gift bag on the table.

"I love you," he replies.

"You really did do too much."

"You would keep me from celebrating the woman I love?" Tim asks dramatically. "Maybe I will be the one who needs mouth-to-mouth."

You step back, moving toward the table, and Tim grabs your hips, following you with more whispered compliments.

"I'm glad I came to the station that day," you tell him, leaning against his chest.

"Don't tell Angela which day it was when you meet her, she'll take the credit for us getting together."

"Which I still don't understand."

"Usually my line," Tim repeats.

You turn in his hold, cupping his jaw as you rise and kiss him.

"Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, my shy little valentine."

Your groan is met with kisses and far too many gifts, but Tim takes your shyness in stride and treats it like one of your assets rather than a problem. He loves you, and you love him, even when he makes you feel like you need mouth-to-mouth.

#tim bradford x reader #my shy valentine #tim bradford x you #tim bradford imagine #tim bradford fluff #tim bradford the rookie #tim bradford #the rookie #requests #shy!reader #team shy!

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vxiphoid · 10 months

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EXIXIR OF EMOTIONS

❨ summary ❩ genshin › more than friends? moments. is he feeling too much or too little?

tags ✧ gn!reader, fluff, modern au (?), friends to lovers, y’all are dorks, the sweetest of feelings.

amanuensis’ message ⊹ y’all are not just friends babes, smooch.

⌜ O.7+ ⌟

♫ lover boy - phum viphurit

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CUDDLING.

“you’ll put me to sleep at this rate.”

“its not like i’m going anywhere anytime soon. i like you here, in this moment. just sleep.”

— there’s absolutely nothing better than hearing your beating heart while he rests over you. no better feeling than your hands carding through his hair, braiding a few small pieces he was sure not to remove. he listens to your absentminded humming, your muted whispers about how soft his hair is, and the delighted thrum of your heart. his hand finds your unoccupied one and you were quick to interlock fingers, a reassuring squeeze following shortly after. maybe a small nap wouldn’t be so bad, little did he know you weren’t that far behind him.

AETHER, kaveh, WANDERER, zhongli, shikanoin heizou, BAIZHU, ayato, gorou, venti.

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

LATE NIGHT TALKS.

u up? ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀2:23 am (read)

been up ever since i heard your ringtone, are you alright? ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 2:23 am (read)

— you have a different ringtone from everyone else in his contacts for times like this. honestly, it doesn’t matter if you want to rant, call, or even plan something like going for a walk, his answer will always be yes. its the yearning need to hear you laugh over the phone, even if he did see you three hours ago. babble on about the first thing that comes to your mind, watching you light up as you spoke. he’s sure he has heart eyes as his pupils as he takes you in for the umpteenth time tonight.

XIAO, DILUC, childe, kaedehara kazuha, shikanoin heizou.

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

LISTENING TO HIM GEEK OUT.

“sorry, i’m talking your ear off.”

“no, keep talking. i love your voice. what happened then?”

— its the complete adoration and love swirling in your eyes that makes him lose his train of thought. he notices when he turns to see if you’re still following, the smile adorning your face spreads wider under his gaze. what are you trying to do? give him a heart attack? don’t look at him like that (please do, he’s literally in shambles.) you’re so willing to listen to him even when you dont understand the topic. give me a night, ill have it all memorized and we can talk about it together, you’d say. how could you be so perfect?

ITTO, KAEYA, thoma, ALHAITHAM, tighnari, CYNO.

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D.I.YING CLOTHES TOGETHER.

“and then the needle goes through here…”

“please don’t poke yourself—”

— you texted him about some moss embroidery on a sweater you had saw on pinterest and he was already on his way to pick you up and run to the nearest store for yarn and string. he found two old similar sweaters in the depths of his drawers and you were quick to get to work. he could barely pay attention to his own stuff because your shoulder kept brushing his… by the end of it, made with your hello kitty bandaged fingers, on the very end of his sleeve was his own embroidered moss and your initial.

AETHER, BAIZHU, albedo, VENTI, kaveh, zhongli.

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

DANCING TOGETHER.

“no but, what if i fall? that would be embarrassing.”

“i would catch you. always.”

— having his hand interlocked with yours has never felt so faultless, he’s been close but never this close. the amount of times he’s wanted to play with your hands but refuse because of the fear of making you uncomfortable yet you seemed so at ease grabbing his hands to mess with his knuckles at any given time. your hand that was splayed out on his chest traced little hearts into the fabric while you studied his face. for a second, he swore you leaned in.. that was until you stumbled on his foot. instincts kicked in quicker than he could react, tugging you flush against him. well that was embarrassing… even then, both your laughter, firstly stiffed, echoed throughout the atmosphere.

ALHAITHAM, ayato, DAINSLEIF, tighnari, KAEYA, THOMA.

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

KISSING HIS SCARS.

“why do you do this?”

“i want you to know i accept every part of you.”

— weither that be his hands, his arms, back, neck, waist, there’s no place that your lips don’t leave a tingling feeling upon his skin. it’s how you say hello, its how you say goodbye, it’s so frequent he finds himself counting the mere seconds of the intimate interaction. how you lingered for a second longer one day or a second less the next. you’ve found scars on him where he didn’t even know he had-including the invisible scar you insisted he had on the corner of his mouth that you’d pecked last.

AETHER, albedo, childe, CYNO, dainsleif, DILUC, gorou, itto, KAEDEHARA KAZUHA, XIAO, WANDERER.

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feyhunter78 · 3 months

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Lab Partners

(Image taken from Pinterest, I believe the artist is teletwobees) More Nerd!Miguel here

Also, plz feel free to ask me about college/nerd!miguel bc he is in my thoughts now

Regret, that’s what you’re feeling as you bury your face in your arms, the lab table cool against your skin. You should’ve brought a jacket, but you didn’t have time, just raced out of your apartment to your car in leggings and a t-shirt with your letters printed across the back in purple and white bubble letters.

“Y/N are—are you okay?” Miguel’s voice is soft, the sound of his chair scraping against the floor not as soft, your head aching, pain piercing through your brain at the noise.

Your stomach rumbles and a wave of fatigue washes over you as you lift your head to look at him. “Got dragged to the bar last night.”

He’s wearing a soft looking, long sleeve dark blue shirt, the sleeves pushed up exposing his forearms, his glasses flecked with raindrops, his hair is tousled and slightly damp curling slightly at the ends.

“On a Thursday night?” He asks, his eyebrows furrowing as he unpacks the lab equipment.

“It’s the night everyone goes out, I don’t know why, and I hate it.” You whine, massaging your temples.

Miguel’s large warm hand presses against your forehead, and you startle for a moment, causing him to jolt back, stuttering apologies.

“I—I just wanted to make sure you weren’t sick.” He says, a light dusting of pink across his tanned cheekbones.

He’s got great cheekbones, really, he’s got great everything. Maybe it’s just the hangover talking, but you really want to kiss him. Well, you’ve wanted to kiss him since he sat next to you on the first day of class. And when he slid his notes over to you the month after when he saw you struggling to keep up with the professor’s supersonic lecturing speed.

“I mean, a hangover is a kind of sickness, I’m pretty sure.” You say, your own face burning, but you can’t tell if it from his touch or the hangover.

“Don’t they say to drink something for a hangover? A Bloody Mary or a mimosa? I heard the café off campus sells them until noon.” He suggests, nerves coloring his tone.

Is he trying to ask you out? No, he can’t be. He’s Miguel, the genius, shy and sweet, and definitely not interested in you, and your hectic, dramatic life with sisters you both love and hate depending on what week it is.

“Can’t drink in letters.” You tell him, fumbling for your water bottle and taking a long drink, your eyes fluttering closed as the cool water soothes your sore throat.

“Really?” He asks, and his eyes are on you when you open yours, lingering on your lips, then darting away.

“Yep, it’s like the number one rule for all sororities all across the U.S. movies always get it wrong, really pisses me off.” You grumble, putting your water bottle back in your bag and trying to muster the energy to focus on the assignment in front of you.

“Interesting.” Miguel says, taking his glasses off and cleaning them with the hem of his shirt.

Like an absolute pervert, your eyes shoot down to the exposed sliver of skin. Tanned and toned, you swallow hard as you rip your eyes away.

“Yep, Hollywood, they always try to make us look like drunk sluts. And look, I may be drunk occasionally, but I’m not a slut.”

Miguel’s eyes widen and he shakes his head. “I would never call you that—never think you were one, ever.”

You smile and pat his shoulder. “I know, Miguel, you’re too sweet for that.” You can’t help but let your hand drag down to his bicep, his stupidly firm bicep. “My sweet boy.”

His glasses clatter onto the lab table and Miguel scrambles to pick them up, slipping them back on. “Did you get to finish your assignment yet?”

You screw your eyes closed, swearing under your breath. “That’s what I forgot.”

“It’s due tomorrow.” He reminds you.

You nod and press the back of your hand to your forehead, willing your headache to recede. “Yes, yes, I know, I just shit, I totally forgot, and I’ve been so busy, we have this major philanthropy event coming up, and I’ve been up till two am all week helping paint the banner and I really don’t get anything we’re doing in here.”

You pause, sniffling, your eyes welling with tears, as you bite the inside of your cheek trying to keep from crying in the back of the lab.

“I could help you?” Miguel offers tentatively, fidgeting with his pen, his eyes darting between you and the table.

“Really? Miguel, that would be amazing.” You say, unable to resist the urge to lean over and wrap your arms around him.

He smells good, like expensive cologne, and old books.

You take a moment longer than necessary to pull back, basking in his warmth, in the way his strong arms wrap loosely around you before he gains the courage and crushes you to his chest.

“It’s no problem, why don’t we meet in the library around four? It looks like you’re almost done with it, so we shouldn’t be there for too long.” His voice low, calm, and warm vibrates in his chest, and you relax into his hold before pulling back and nodding.

“That would be perfect, thank you.” You beam at him, headache receding, the knot in your stomach unraveling, there’s something about him that’s so comforting, makes you feel safe.

He nods and focuses in on the PowerPoint the professor is going over. He looks so handsome, warm brown eyes flickering over the typed words, his broad shoulders still half turned towards you, his full lips parted ever so slightly as he mumbles to himself.

You rest your chin in your hand and watch him out of the corner of your eye, unable to keep from daydreaming about what it might be like to be his.

Miguel is going places, you know it. And you? You’ve always thought it might be fun to be a trophy wife, maybe Miguel needed a trophy wife?

You can see it now, standing next to him in a gorgeous red dress, your hand around his bicep as he accepts some award for genetics. You can almost feel his lips against yours as he thanks you for your support and dips you old movie style.

“Y/N I’ll see you at four, yeah?” Miguel’s voice pulls you from your daydreams. Class is over, you’ve taken zero notes, and he definitely caught you zoning out.

You nod, and quickly gather your things. “Yeah, yeah four, I’ll meet you there!”

(Also ummm I was in a sorority my entire time at college, so I am actually the expert and Hollywood gets everything soooo wrong it makes me legit angry😭)

Miguel TL: @bat-bae, @nyctophilic0vitnir, @smokeywhalee, @obi-mom-kenobi, @prowlingforfood, @penggion, @crystal-crax, @oharasfilipinawife, @generalkenobitrash, @melsimps

#meg's writing #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #nerd!miguel #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x you #miguel ohara x y/n #college!miguel #college!reader #college!au #sorority!reader #nerd!miguel O’Hara #nerd miguel

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ghxstyfae · 2 months

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Real Subtle ☆ J.G

Johnnies and his girlfriend havent publicly confirmed/announced their relatshionship, so when she walks in on his stream, unknowingly covered in hickies. This accidentally hard-launches their relatshionship.

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Anon: Why is the gf called baby?

"Yeah Jakes not home right now. Its just me and Baby, but shes watching netflix right now." He thought back to earlier in the day. Jake had left to do a video with Tara, and both Johnnie and Baby had been nearly inseparable since finally getting together so they spent all day practically in eachothers skins.

"'Baby always serves cunt' yeah. Yeah shes iconic" Johnnie laughed a bit. As if hearing her name, there was a knock on the door. "Speaking of..." He acknowledged, hovering his finger near the mic to turn it off if he needed to. "Whats up Baby?"

User: I wish they would get together

User: Joby for life

User: Baby's so hot🙏🏽

"Im so done with love is blind" she started, opening the door and closing it behind her. "Like this one girl, who is the sweetest girl ever," she dragged another chair infront of Johnnies desk, just off to the side. Johnnie laughed and the chat was filled with people making jokes. "And yet shes still pining over this ridiculous fool because he has a nickname for her." Finally, Baby sits down, having finished her ramble.

Johnnie was still smiling brightly at her, making her sort of self concious. "Whats wrong?" She asked, titling her head, causing Johnnie to chuckle again. The chat was going crazy, nearly making his computer lag.

"Oh, nothing Baby," he snorted, barely able to get through his sentence without laughing. "Did you burn yourself with your curling wand?" He asked, turning away from her for a second. She looked confused at him and then the camera.

"What are you even talking about? Johnnie what the hell-" she saw herself on screen and gripped her collar before freezing.

"Johnnie..." She paused, looking over to her boyfriend. He kept his moth pulled toght as he attempted not to snort. With watery eyes, she looked as if she was about to mumble out an apology, or break down in tears. Johnnie quickly kissed her forehead and wiped away the tears that were forming.

"Baby dont cry" he tried to suppress a chuckle. He didnt want to make her feel bad, but he couldnt help but find her being so upset sort of endearing.

Looking back at the chat, johnnie smiled awkwardly. "Well uh, i guess now you guys know?"

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Hey yall im so sorry, this is my first rpf and im pretty sure it doesnt fit his personality, please lmk how i could improve<33

#jake and johnnie #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilburt fanfiction #fanfiction #johnnie guilbert imagines #emo boy

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“Watch and Learn, Brat!” High school Yuuji x F. High School Reader x Sukuna NSFW‼️

AN: My mind went out of control on this one — not sure what i was on. But I was listening to Angora hills by Doja cat and this happened. 😩

Credits: to the OP for the cute bedroom pics I found on Pinterest. 💕

Synopsis: You just want to spend time with your boyfriend and your parents aren’t home yet. Luckily, take the opportunity to chill and get some more extra time together. However, sukuna doesn’t like third wheeling and judges Yuuji’s terrible oral game. What’s he gonna do? Show him.

WARNING: both are 17/18years old, needy gf, dry humping, Oral, squirting/drinking, Sukuna being cocky, fingering, GRAMMAR.

Don’t read if you’re illiterate — read my WARNING. Otherwise, DO NOT INTERACT/WASTE YOUR TIME.

Take your time reading due to pacing —Enjoy! 😉

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“Yuu? Pleeeease? Can you stay over for a little bit?” You begged, wrapping your arms around his arm while you and him were walking to your house from school.

“Umm…” he looked down at you and then looked straight ahead at the crosswalk. “I don’t know. Your parents might be home now.” He said, assuming that they already are. He just wanted to walk you home from school since he had a half-day from jujutsu tech.

“They’re not. I know that.” You pouted, looking down at yours and his footsteps as you walked, matching his steps. “Hm? How do you know that?” He raised an eyebrow, looking at you again, and stopping at the crosswalk. “Because!” You said, thinking of another reason to get get him to come stay with you. Even if it was for 30 mins. Yuuji waited. On purpose. He knew you didn’t have a good reason to back up your statement. “Because you don’t know, babe.” He snorted, bringing his hand up to his mouth to cover his laugh but ultimately failed.

“It’s not funny!” You said, feeling like you lost an easy game of “Life.”

Suddenly a great idea came to mind. “Okay!” You jumped in the middle of the street. “If I make it home before my parents then you have to stay with me until they come home!” You looked at him expectantly, waiting for his turn to try to be a good boyfriend. Even though he already is. “Don’t you have any homework to do?” “Yes!” “Hmm. Fine.” He shrugged and you raised your hands in victory as you both made it to the end of the street.

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The walk home was quiet and peaceful as you walked with your boyfriend. His fingers interlaced with yours — warm and safe. You looked at him and noticed that His yellow hoodie makes him stand out more. I should keep it. “What’s wrong? Something’s on my face? Besides these little things?” He pointed to his face with his free hand. “Mm. Nothing~”, you giggled, his curiosity getting the best of him.

When you turned the corner, you noticed that neither of your parents cars were in the driveway from 8 houses away. “They’re not home! Yay!” You cheered. “Huh?” He squinted very hard. “Hm. I guess…they’re not,then.” He said, a bit surprised that he assumed wrong earlier. You quickly grabbed his hand and ran to your house and made it to the front door. Quickly taking out your house eyes. Yuuji looked at you in awe. Realizing that he spending quality with you, even if was until your parents came back from work, shouldn’t hurt.

You quickly took off your school shoes and ran into the living room. Leaving him behind. He took off his own and fixed yours and put it to the side. “Alrighty then.” He sighed, stepping into the hallway. A chunky cat limped walked out the living room and looked up at Yuuji. “Oh? Sakana!” He called out, walking to pet him. “Yaa…I haven’t seen you in forever. You’ve grown… so much.” He stroked the round animal’s soft fur. He purred. “Heheh. Your name fit you well enough.” He chuckled, trying to pick him up but the cat meowed in refusal. “Yuuji? Babe?” You called him, opening a bag of chips. “Yes, yes. I’m coming!”

*Sakana = fish served with sake.

He walked into the living room and saw you sitting on the couch with a few bags of chips next to you and the tv on. “Cooome~” you whined, patting on the cushion next to you, worried that your parents would come home in any minute. “Aren’t you gonna do your homework first?” He asked, raising an eyebrow, walking towards you. You sighed in annoyance. “Yeah. But first I want to eat something and chill for a little bit. Now, come here!” You pulled his sleeve with force to make him sit down already.

A few moments passed, you’re sitting beside him with your legs hooked over his and his arm hooked around your shoulders, as you both munched on some chips and watched an afternoon comedy show. Some laughs and quick pecks from his and your lips were exchanged in the living room, while Sakana rested next to Yuuji.

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“Haaa…that was a good episode.” He mumbled, eating a chip you fed him. “What time is it?” He asked, kissing your temple.

You looked at the time. “It’s 5:04pm.” You turned to look at him. Your parents didn’t come home yet. Usually they come back around 4:30pm. You didn’t want to tell him that.

A comfortable a silence was felt in the living room.

“Well! It’s time for you to do your homework.”

“…” you sat with this in your mind as you watched his chest rise and fall under the yellow hoodie. “Yuuji…’” you called softly. “Hm? What’s up?” He looked down at you, you sounded a bit sad. “Let’s go upstairs. To my room.” You said softly, playing with the strings from his hoodie. “Huh?” He blinked. “Why?” “I wanna do my homework in my room, babe.” Your eyelashes flickered up to him, your hand caressing his midsection and moving it up to his chest.

Another wave of silence followed.

“Y/n. Don’t lie to —“ he said, knowing what you’re probably thinking about — probably wanting to do something else, which you both have done in the past, as a little “distraction”. but, he didn’t want to assume again. Plus, you needed to do your homework.

“ I just want a change of scenery.” You said lowly, caressing his chest.

“Umm. Yeah. Sure.” He shrugged, unhooking his arm around your neck and gently lifting your legs that laid atop his, to start cleaning up. After you both cleaned up, you held onto his hand and led him upstairs. “Bye Sakana!” He waved, smiling at the chunky cat laying down like a potato now that the two of you left your seats. You giggled as you walked up the stairs.

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You happily skipped to your bedroom door with your hand still held in his and opened it. Stepping into your room, a bunch of Stuffed animals all over your bed caught his attention in the pink colored room. You happily walked and jumped on your bed and sat on your knees. Yuuji looked at you in surprise as he stood by your bedroom door. “Come here!” You said, smiling as you beckoned your finger to get him to come to you. He walked towards you with a straight face as you looked giddy as you made room for him on the bed and reaching out your hand to get his.

His hands remained on sides, stopping in his tracks. “I thought you said you wanted to do homework”. He said disappointment, looking down at you to see what you were going to say this time. Your smiling face slowly disappeared as he confronted you. You lied. “I - I did it during lunchtime.” You spoke lowly, feeling bad. He facepalmed. “Why did you lie to me, y/n?” He stood at the side of the bed with a straight face— in disbelief. “I don’t want you to leave me alone after — “ your eyes looked down on the pink Sanrio rug. “after what? He sharply, knowing that he caught you lying in the first place. “After you do your homework?” He pointed out.

You shrugged, escaping his eyes and looking around your room. “I’m leaving.” “Nooo~” you whined, pulling his hoodie with your hand, and quickly sitting up on your knees. ”I’m sorry.” You croaked, putting your hands inside the middle pocket of his hoodie, looking at him with a sad pouty face. He looked at you with anticipation. “For lying to you.” You added, looking for forgiveness in his eyes. “Okay. But don’t do that again, ok?” He said, cupping your cheeks. You nodded and he gave you a quick soft kiss on the lips. “Mmm. Let’s cuddle now!” Feeling giddy, taking your hands out of his pocket to pull him closer from the waistline of his pants, playfully. “I can’t believe you,” he sighed, shaking his head and quickly pushing you on the bed, earning him a playful giggle as you landed on your back.

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Soft lip smacking sounds echoed in the room as you two laid on each other’s sides. You both whispered sweet nothings and giggles in the pink bedroom. Chest to chest, your soft thumb brushed his cheek, back and forth. You hooked your leg over his waist to keep him close to you even though he wasn’t going anywhere — soon. “Mmm.” You moaned softly, feeling his warm palm stroke your leg hooked over his waist. His fingers slowly creeping up to your ass but not close enough.

Minutes later, you tugged on his hoodie to get him to take it off. Without a word, He sat up and took it off. You watched his abs flex while he pulled it over his head. “Better now?” He asked, looking down at your smiling face and nodding. You’re so spoiled. He moved around and was now in between your legs and continued to kiss your soft lips more.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and your soft hands held his cheeks while your lips smacked against his slowly. Soon after, he kisses your neck. Peppering it with kisses. You stretched your neck out to give him more room as you stared up as your pink ceiling and stroked his biceps. “It’s your turn now. Fair is fair.” He said, unbuttoning your buttoned up uniform shirt. He pushed up your bra — revealing your breasts. He gazed down at your globes and your nipples that were already erect from his ministrations earlier. He bent over to kiss around your round flesh before he licked it gently.

“M-mm!” You twitched, feeling sensitive nipple receive the pure sensation from the familiar muscle it knows all too well. He circles it while his eyes were closed. Your nipples always seem to put him in ease. Your soft pants rang in his ears as he did so. “Ahh.” You panted, tracing circles on the back of hjs shoulder , the other brushing his hair messily while you watched his tongue cover your nipple with his saliva.

“Mmm.” You whimpered, relishing the appendage flicking it, desirably. “Haaa…” you sighed, his tongue feeling too good on your nipple while he went back to circling it slowly. He did the same with the other, Pushing your chest up closer to his mouth. “Ah. Like that.” You whispered, resting your hands on either side of his head, watching him wrap his lips around your nipple and suck it.

He went back to kissing you for a moment. You were lost in the passionate kisses — pushing your chest up against his to feel your nipples brush his soft skin. “Mmm.” You moaned, arching your back to keep close to his chest, nearly lifting your head up from your pillow. However, he abruptly broke the kiss and looked out your window. Which faces the front of the house — and the driveway. His eyes searched for your parents car. Whether if it was one end of the block or the other.“Stooop.” You cried, looking up at him with a sad expression. “I’m just checking —“ he still looked. “They aren’t gonna come soon, yuu’” you pulled his face away from the window to look at you and tightened your grip around his waist.” “Let’s just focus on us.”

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The passionate kisses grew deeper. He slid his hand under your uniform skirt — kneading your thighs and stroking your legs. Which was covered by your high knee socks. Your legs rested in the air as he did so. Earning a moan from you when you felt his fingers brush your inner thighs with just his fingertips. Gently clawing you with feather-light strokes — making you quiver underneath him.

His soft clawing on your smooth skin made you pussy throb under your covered panties. “Feels so good.” You mumbled, caressing his muscles with your fingertips, mimicking his ministrations. He hummed in he passionate kisses and pushed your skirt up. Revealing your panties. you slid your hand down to your clothed pussy and rubbed it. You moaned and broke the kiss. He watched you for a second before he looked down — slowly realizing what you were doing. Biting his bottom lip, he watched you do your task. “Ahh.” You sighed, observing him as you began circling your covered clit, slowly.

He followed your fingers tracing your clothed pussy in circles. You low pants rang in his ears as he watched you so. He lets go of your inner thighs and began unzipping his pants. You watched him pull out his clothed bulge afterwards. You tilted your head to the side as you watched him knead it while you slowly kept flicking your clothed clit.

Yuuji reached out for your hand to caress the hidden flesh. You kneaded it gently — exploring the warm flesh under your fingertips. Soon after, your finger founded the tip and you began rubbing it with your fingertip, softly. “Ahh.” He moaned lowly, relishing the soft tingles on the head of his clothed cock. You hummed as you do while your free hand rubbed your clothed clit in circles. He moved your hand and replaced it with his own began rubbing your clothed pussy. Your grounded your hips down for better friction as his thumb stroked your throbbing clit.

Your gratified breathes filled the room as you caressed one another. Yuuji bent over to leave a soft kiss on your forehead and temples as you stroked his erected cock under his boxers. You watched your task while feeling the soft wet kisses on your skin. After a while, you felt a wet patch on your panties from his ministrations. It didn’t go unnoticed by Yuuji when he felt how slippery the fabric was getting. He leaned back to see and groaned.

His cock twitched under your grasp. He bent over — positioning himself to align his clothed cock to your clothed pussy. His warm weight made your stomach flutter now that your chest to chest. You both were getting comfortable in this position as the sheets shifted a bit more. With your feet on either side of his hips and your legs spread open due to his broad waist, you shivered when you felt his clothed cock rub against your pussy. “Unh.” You whimpered, the familiar warmth of his cock and your wet panties mixed well with the friction you were receiving. You held onto his biceps while he grinds against your pussy, steadily.

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“Hmm….hmmm~…” your erotic moans echoed in the room along with the sounds of your bed creaking slowly underneath you. Your covered legs dangled in the air as you were slowly getting rocked by his ministrations. “Mmm.” You hummed satisfyingly, feeling his soft lips on your neck while he nuzzled his face there. You rolled your hips up to meet his thrusts. And each time you did, the tip bumped your cunt and slid up to your throbbing clit. Earning a satisfied pant from your lips. Yuuji moaned as he felt the tip push against your core — feeling your slick warmth cover the tip of his cock — slipping up to your cunt. Forming a wet patch on the crotch area on his boxers. “Ahh. Yuu’” you said lowly, “feels so good.” Pushing your head back against the pillow, relishing the sheer friction you were getting while you circled your hips — Feeling his tip rub against your clit over and over, as you so.

“Mmm…mmmm.” You moaned in pure satisfaction, gently clawing his back while he pushed his hips down roughly against you. Making the bed creak roughly. “You like that, baby.” He whispered, watching how blissed out you looked below him. His lips met yours in a slow yet passionate way. Your panties were completely soaked from his controlled thrusts; your warm arousal getting smothered messily — making you feel so lewd. The bed creaked relentlessly while he held onto your knees from underneath. Your breasts bounced around steadily whisk you watch him buck against you. “So wet.” He mumbled, getting a better view of your soaked pussy under the fabric — thanks to the clear and big wet patch. “Oh fuck yeah.” He drawled out, getting distracted by your pretty pussy.

You hand reached out to feel his abs while youwere whimpering in the midst of listening to his pleasurable words. His stomach pulled in as felt your feather-light touch. He quickly shifted his position by gripping your knees from underneath and bending over and began to jackrabbiting.

You were getting rocked quickly in his grip. The bed shook crazily along with your rapid pants and your legs dangling in the air. You cupped his cheeks as he bit his bottom lip — completely focused on meeting his high. You watched him drag a long satisfied moan — the tip receiving the perfect pressure of rubbing your clothed pussy, while he humped you frantically. “A-ahh. Y-yuu.’” you mumbled, feeling the tip rubbing your nub while rocking your hips quickly for sheer friction. Your mouth slowly opened as your clit was beginning to pulsate, rapidly.

His eyes were still closed while he breathed heavily. “U-ugh.” Your mouth widened as you were feeling the release of your orgasm dance all over your body. You clit throbbed uncontrollably. “U-Unh!” you were twitching underneath him until he froze. He breathed heavily — slowly opening his eyes to meet yours. Your body was so tense that you remained unmoved as you looked up at him. “Hehe.” He gave a breathless laugh, his chest having from the first orgasm. “That’s my bad.” He grinned, blushing uncontrollably. You giggled and pulled his face to pepper his lips with kisses — feeling his warm fluid on your clothed pussy.

“Let’s keep going then, babe.” You said, rolling your clothed pussy against.

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Snuggling with him for this long broke a new record, you mentally noted. It’s almost getting dark outside. Cuddled up with him in between your legs, exchanging kisses as your bodies were tangled together after cooling off. A few minutes after, He crawled down and stroked your inner thighs. You quivered making him chuckle. He pulled down your panties and threw at the end of the bed behind him. “These can stay.” He pointed to your black high knee socks. He laid flat on his stomach —facing your pussy. “Mm!” You whimpered, feeling the feathery touches of his fingers spread your folds open, making you shiver. “Look at that.” He mumbled to himself, watching his finger brush your clit, gently. The tingling sensation fluttered in your veins; clenching on nothing as he did so.

He then spread you open with both hands and leaned in to lick your clit. He licked it in circles with his eyes closed. “Haaa…” you sighed heavily, the warm appendage licking your nub lovingly. His crafty tongue licked it slowly before wrapping his lips around it — sucking it gently. “A-aah!” You gasped, moving your hand up to your mouth.

You lower tummy ached at the overtaking laps he made on your clit. It felt so warm. Your little bush in the middle, you watched the muscle lick your puffy clit. Your nub getting shifted around the appendage and covered with his saliva. You whined. “Mmmm.” He hummed, open mouth kissing your pussy steadily. “Oh fuck.” You panted, listening to the deep kisses done to your throbbing pussy.

You reached out your hand and rested it atop his fluffy pink hair. His movements were so smooth and soft that your clit pulsated relentlessly. You applied weight on your hand and pushed it down. He chuckled and began bobbing his head slowly. “U-ungh.” You cried, grounding your hips for good measure as he sucked hour clit with his puckered lips. “Unh. Yeah.” You breathed out, pushing his head down steadily, watching him so. “Oh fuck.” You panted lowly, laying your hand back on the pillow with your eyes closed.

You toes clenched on either side of his head. His grip on your inner thighs, close to your ass, while he took his time eating you out all made you feel putty. The light sucking sounds rang in yours ears — the slow yet gentle pace taking you in with him. Yuuji was focused on his task. His eyes were also closed as he ate your pussy, passionately. “Oooooh.” You groaned, your legs trembling as he moved his face side to side. Soon after, your rested your hands on either side of his head. Steering his head as he circled it around — his tongue gliding against your folds in circles making you feel that hot appendage all over your pussy while you whispered words of encouragement to him.

A particular swipe of his tongue made you gasp and roll yours hips up to his to his face. “Oh fuck…yeah.” You breathed out, lifting your head up from the pillow to watch your boyfriend. A great view of your puffy pussy receiving the sheer friction from his crafty tongue. You whined playfully when he circled your clit with a grin on his face. “You’re so cute.” You giggled breathlessly, resting your hands on his cheek to steer him.

He began flicking his tongue rapidly— making you body tense as he so. “A-ahh. Like that.” You said thickly, feeling the sparks in your lower stomach. his saliva dripped down your pussy and onto the pink blanket. “Ahhh. Y-yeah!” You moaned, you began riding his tongue frantically. You pushed your head back on the pillow and pulled his head from behind close to your needy throbbing pussy to keep him there. “Haaa…haaa.” You panted breathlessly, getting closer and closer to your release. Your legs dangling in the air quickly — your feet “fighting” the air as you rode his face quickly.

The bouncing bedsprings squeaked endlessly due to your hips gyrating against his face. “O-ooooh!.” You cried out heavily, your body twitching as your pussy pulsates uncontrollably. He pushed your knees down to the mattress and dipped his tongue in your cunt. You mouth quickly widened. “Y-y-uu!” You bucked your hips up roughly to get it in deeper — his nose bumping against your throbbing clit. Soon after our hands gripped his broad shoulders for good measure and you humped his tongue feverishly, beginning to spurt out on the sides of his mouth every second. “Uuuunghh.” You groaned deeply, Your hips stuttering until you froze — squirting in his mouth, in pure relief.

The room was very still. Quiet, as a matter of fact. Except for the sounds of your fluids filling his mouth in the quiet room. Your mouth wide open, you breathed heavily as you watched him mouth your pussy until you finished entirely; drinking it with a satisfying hum to finish off. You didn’t expect him to do that at all. A new kink you discovered from him, you noted.

“Ngh!” You twitched, feeling your sore clit throbbing when he started swirling his tongue on it. He looked so drunk in between your legs. “Ah!” You hissed, watching him leave a wide and loud kiss on your clit to finish. “Haaa…Yuu’” you said breathlessly, smiling at his glistening face covered with your fluids, dripping down his chin and on the pink blanket.

“Come’re.” You said softly, gently caressing underneath his chin. He submitted and smiled — crawling up to your chest. “You made me feel so good, baby.” Your soft voice made him feel warm inside. He hummed and pecked your lips. “Yeah. Cause’ I love my girlfriend, y know? You hummed in agreement. “And I love you too, baby.” You said, the heel of your feet rubbing the back of his legs.

He gave a breathless laugh and kissed your forehead softly before turning to grab his yellow hoodie —

Suddenly he froze.

“Hm?” You blinked curiously. He looked like statue. “Yuuji?” You called softly, looking confused.

“That was terrible.” A gruff voice echoed from the dark void.

“What do you know? You don’t even have a girlfriend!” He looked up at the tattooed man sitting on top of skulls. The kind of curses. Sukuna.

“I know how to make a women beg for her life and not do all the work. You didn’t even finger her this time, dumbass.”

“Wha—“He said, gawking at him in retort.” The hell are you talking about?! She loved it!”

“Sure.” He said sarcastically, You should learn from me, honestly.” He stared down at Yuuji with a smirk.

“Why the hell should I learn from a guy that has 20 fingers?” He eyebrow twitched, trying to maintain self control.

He chuckled. “You’re blind too, brat?” He looked down at Yuuji with his knuckles supporting his cheek. “You’re useless.” He rolled his eyes.

“Oi!”

Sukuna sighed. Replaying the moments where you did most of the work to make you cum — even telling him what to do. He stared at Yuuji with disinterest. She’s good at hiding it. He mentally noted.

“Christ. Hey, Brat.”

“Stop call me that —“

“I have a proposal for you.”

“Huh??”

“Allow me. He emphasized, a grin creeping up his face. “To show you how to turn her into a hot mess with my skills. Just Watch and learn, brat. Can you do that?”

“Absolutely not—“

“Ask her, then.” He chuckled.

Sukuna chuckled and pushed him out of the void and Yuuji snapped back into reality. He blinked several times to see clearly again while you gently scratched his undercut. “Yuu?” You looked concerned. “Hm?” “You okay?” “Oh, yeah. Um about that.” He looked around to think of how to ask you. “What is it?” You said softly. “Ah damn.” He dropped his head, laughing s bit to distract himself. “Itadori.” He stopped and looked up at you. “Is it okay if…sukuna can show you me how to make you feel more…good?”

“Umm.” You tucked your lips in. “You remember him right the guy that kinda looks like me but with tattooes?” He reminded you. You nodded. “Yeah so, if you want —“

“Yes.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”Stop if you feel uncomfortable, okay?” He said, leaning down to give you a peck on your lips. “Okay.” You hummed. Yuuji took a deep breath and closed his eyes.Suddenly your orbs were tracing the tattoos appearing on your boyfriend’s body until it landed on his face. His hair has risen up too. His eyes slowly opened — eyes staring at you. Not Yuuji’s. Sukuna’s. Scarlet eyes, in fact. You wondered if he actually saw everything earlier. Since you sometimes forget that your boyfriend is hosting an old curse inside his body.

“Heh. I see the brat has good taste in women.” Your eyes widened — speechless, in fact. “Now, let me show you how it’s done.” He grinned heinously close to your face.

A moments passed and your throat was hurting so much from your uncontrollable pants while you were being fingered to oblivion by Sukuna. The filthy squelching sounds from your sobbing cunt echoed in the room. “So fucking tight.” He mumbled, holding your knees down to the sides of your chest with his yuuji’s forearm as he did his task. “Unnghh! Don’t stop!” You whined, drooling from the overtaking sensation.

That brat can’t please you for shit.” He beckoned his fingers to rub your sweet spot — making you see stars. He leaned over and sucked your clit while his fingers fucked you. “Ahh!” You moaned, pushing your hips up to meet his quick thrusts. Soon after, your walls squeezed his fingers from the way he sucked your throbbing clit until you’re squirted on his yuuji’s midsection.

“Hehehe.” He chuckled while he rubbed your g-spot with his bent fingers, watching you squirt each time as he did so. “That’s it. Good girl.” “Mmm.” You hummed, feeling putty from being overstimulated.

“Tch. I could fuck you right now but your parents are here.” He said, his red orbs following the headlights. He saw a black sedan pull up on the driveway. “Huh?” You panted, following his scarlet eyes. you quickly got up and turned to look out the window.

He’s right.

You checked the time. 7:59pm

“Oh my gosh.” You mumbled, quickly turing back to peekout the window. Unbeknownst that your ass in front of him. “Hmmm.” He hummed, caressing your ass with his yuuji’s palm. “Yelp!” He smacked your ass roughly — pulling your hips back against his yuuji’s hips. “Or maybe I can.” He chuckled.

“Hey! Bring my boyfriend back to me!” You growled.

“You’re a feisty one, aren’t you.” He smirked, the tattoos slowly vanishing from yuuji’s skin. You saw his body fall backwards on the bed. You turned to him quickly. “Babe! Wake up!” You whispered to him loudly, tapping his face to quickly regain consciousness.

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Why? - Alastor X Powerful Fem Overlord Reader Part 1

❥Summary:The war with the Heaven was about to begin. The residents of the hotel plus the cannibal colony were ready. Alastor was at the ready, microphone stand in hand, as his eyes targeted his next prey, Adam.

❥Tags: Powerful overlord, Alastor vs Adam, Hazbin Hotel episode 8, spoilers, The Show Must Go On, Grim Reaper Demon, Death Demon, Adam is an a✪✪hole, Hell vs Heaven, Alastor fights adam. Reader is dark and mysterious, Hazbin Hotel Extermination.

❥Notes: This series is probably going to be 2 or 3 parts. I will decide later on. This is also going to my take on how episode 8 was, so don't be confused if some parts are different. Enjoy:)

*Character Background*

Y/N or Overlord name "Raven" is a grim reaper demon, and the only one that existed in Hell. She was human when she lived and worked in a morgue, until she was murdered heading back from work. Her body is shrouded in darkness, resembling a cloak. Her face resembles a skull, yet she still maintains her feminine appearance from when she was alive. She appears very dark and mysterious, but she is a kind soul and only acts when provoked. Her powers extend to necromancy, darkness manipulation, telekinesis, soul manipulation, and immortality. Similar to a grim reaper, her weapon is a large scythe. Her reasons for coming to the hotel were still unknown, but it appears she believes in redemption, as through her time in hell, she is aware some demons have arrived in hell for reasons that don't qualify as sins, so she remains at the hotel and provides support. Everyone at the hotel was unsure about her, but they soon consider her part of the hotel as time went by, including a certain deer demon.

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**The Night before the extermination day- Alastors POV**

Alastor is walking, hands folded behind his back as he moves across the hotel's mezzanine. His crimson eyes gaze down on the other inhabitants of the hotel. Charlie and the others are all chatting amongst themselves, laughing and cheering for whats to come tomorrow. "Ah, the celebratory night before a courageous last stand. It's been a surprising thrill to witness these wayward souls find connection. Almost makes one sentimental, eh, Niffty?" Alastor smiles widely, before his eyes turn to Niffty, who is sitting next to him, smiling sweetly. "I really like them, Alastor. They let me put on roach puppet shows without booing!" Alastor chuckles at that answer, before leaning against the bar of the mezzanine. "Ah, an enjoyable collective to be around. I admit one could get accustomed." Alastor hated to admit it, but he enjoyed everyone's company in the hotel. True, he did clash with some of them, specifically Vaggie, but he slowly grew attached to them, though he prefers that to be kept a secret. A small object was then placed on his head, causing him to look up a bit. Niffty had placed a roach flower crown on his head, smiling while dubbing him "King Roach." Alastor leaned back, laughing at Niffty's antics. "Oh, to understand your twisted little mind! Both him and Niffty then started to maniacally laugh together, and then slowly calming down. Niffty then jumped off and zipped closer to the others, to join in the celebration, leaving Alastor alone.

**Your POV**

"Not going to join them, Alastor?" a soft voice spoke behind Alastor, causing him to turn around. You were standing behind him, clock shrouding your body, but leaving your face to be seen. Your skull like face was drew into a soft smile. "Sadly not, my dear! I fear my presence would dampen the mood!" He saw you give a small chuckle, before walking next to him, copying his position of him leaning against the bar. "You sure about that? You are part of this group, Alastor. Besides, you always try to be the life of the party for things like this." Alastor laughed outloud, before leaning against the bar as well. "Aww, trying to flatter me, my dear?" Alastor leaned a hand on his cheek, smirking at you. You just smiled back at him, stating you were just speaking the truth, before turning your head down to gaze at the others. Alastor copied you, the both of you standing next to each other in silence. Alastor then turned to look at you, eyes widen a bit to see you wearing a melancholic expression. "Something troubling you, my dear?" One of his hands, placed itself on your shoulder, giving you a sense of comfort. "Sigh...I'm just worried for tomorrow. Yes, the angels can be hurt and killed, but I'm still worried. Not only that, Adam possesses strong angelic power, and I know he is bound to be highly troublesome during the fight." Alastor threw his head back in laughter, "There is no need to fret, my dear. I will personally fight that poor excuse for an angel myself." Alastors powers surged for a bit, thinking of how exciting it would be to sink his claws and teeth into Adam. Turning your head, you gave a worried look. "Will you be okay?"

Alastor turned his head back towards you, raising an eyebrow. He noticed the gentle expression you wore, and he gave you a soft smile back. He had gotten close with you after a few weeks of you being in the hotel. He knew the power you possessed, but you never flaunted it or used it for personal gain. The more he spent with you, is when he got to see that behind that cloak and darkness was a soft kind soul. "I will be fine, my dear! I am the radio demon, as you know. No pathetic little angel is going to get the better of me, I assure you." He gave a kind smile, without his teeth showing. You still wore a worried expression before giving a smile back. You extended your hand out to Alastor, causing him to tilt his head at you in confusion. "Gimme your hand." Alastor hesitated a bit, and extended his hand out, appearing as if he was trying to give a handshake. You chuckled and grab his hand, interweaving your fingers together. This caused Alastor to tense a bit, seemingly not use to stuff like this. "I know how strong you are Alastor. But, if worse comes to worst, I will be there to help you. I promise." Alastor felt a tightness in his chest after you said that, he couldn't quite figure out why. He was going to say something again, but you had blended with your shadow and disappeared, leaving him alone.

**Day of the Extermination- Alastor POV**

The fight between Heaven and Hell was about to commence. Everyone was gathered around the entrance of the hotel, wearing battle gear and holding weapons. A portal soon opened up in the sky, with Exorcists flying out of them, including Adam and Lute. Charlie and the other released a war-cry and began to battle the Angels. Alastor was standing on the roof of the hotel, smiling wickedly. "Let the slaughter begin. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Using his microphone, a large force field began to form around the hotel, providing protection for everyone, and preventing the angels from getting through. It was very effective in halting the angels advances as well as providing damage as the shield was able to sprout tentacles and kill some Exorcists. This, did not last long, as Adam as able to destroy the force field, allowing the hotel to be exposed once again.

Alastor glared at the Adam, as he saw him make his descent to the roof of the hotel and landing on it. "Adam! First man, next to die." Alastor continued to look on at Adam in front of him, looking unimpressed. Adam then asked who the fu✪✪ Alastor was. "Alastor. Pleasure to be meeting you, quite a pleasure. I'm about to end your fucking life." His microphone cane hit the ground, causing black tendrils to arise. Adam just snarked at Alastor: "Nice voice. Don't you know jazz is for PUSSIES!" Adam summons his guitar, and slashes away at the tentacles before approaching Alastor. Alastor stepped back, wagging his finger. "Ah ah ah!" Alastor was able to dodge Adams attacks, sending some of his tentacles at him. "You really think you can take me on? A mortal soul is no match for me, edge-lord." Adam yells back at Alastor. "You should know better than anyone what a soul can accomplish when they take charge of their own fate." Extending out his shadow, it formed a crack in the hotel roof, allowing one of Alastor's shadow monsters to punch him. Adam was now getting pissed off as he killed the shadow monster, with Alastor mocking his strength.

Adam kept swinging his guitar, with Alastor dodging them effectively. "You lack discipline, control, and worst-

His demon form had manifested, sending his shadow monsters to attack Adam and crawl all over him. Adam was sent flying upwards, as he stuttered on trying to insult Alastor back, making Alastor to laugh and swing him into the hotel sign with his tentacle "Ha ha ha! Poetry!" Adam was furious that he was getting bested by Alastor, swinging his guitar, causing a shockwave and yelling out, "I'm going to wipe that shit-eating grin off your face, CAUSE RADIO IS F✪✪✪ING DEAD!" Alastor looked around, surprised he was out of his demon form: "What just happened?" He then saw his microphone snapped in two, "Fuck!" Alastor then looked back up, then was sent flying back. Adam had managed to get closer, and swing his weapon at him, causing a large wound to form on Alastor's chest. Alastor was on his hands and knees, trying to get up, but failing to do so. Adam was much stronger then he realized. He needed to get out of there now, before Adam had the chance to hit him again. A heavy kick landed on his stomach, causing him to go flying back, and cough up some blood. Alastor leaned back, grasping on his chest to stop the wound, while staring at Adam with pure hatred in his eyes. "HAHAHA! Not so tough now, huh bit✪✪? Time to die!" Adam raised his guitar again ready to strike at Alastor again. Alastor was trying to manifest his powers to teleport, but he was far too weak! He shut his eyes, bracing for the impact. A loud CLANG was heard, causing Alastor to open his eyes, shocked to see you standing in front of him. Your large scythe was drawn, having swung against Adam's guitar, stopping the attack. "Get away from him!"

*TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2**

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