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diaryofanidiot · 10 months

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The Experiments

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem! Reader

Chapter list: Prologue, 1, 2, 3, <4>, 5

Cw: Swearing; torture; blood; medical experiments; panic attacks; malnourishment

Summary: For over a year, Y/N was held in a soviet experimentation facility. Forced to fight and claw her way to live, she managed to stay alive. When the 141 rescues her, they get way more intel than bargained for.

Chapter Four

The walls surrounding me felt blurry as i was dragged off. Were they going to kill me? Had i outgrown my usefulness? This wasnt happening... none of it felt real.

A muzzle dug into my jaw as it had been strapped on too tightly. I had discovered what they've done to my vocal chords. This was my punishment for trying to use it against them.

My face scrunched in agony as i was painfully thrown to the side. A long-range tazer was pointed in my direction as a warning, while my binds and the muzzle were roughly undone. I looked around wildly, trying to figure out where i was or what was going on.

"(Y/n)???"

I was forced to my feet roughly.

"Go." Was all I heard as two metal prongs pressed to my back. They were forcing me into a room like a zoo animal. I wanted to fight, but the threat of being electrocuted kept me from doing so as i complied with the orders.

As I stumbled into the room, I noticed another person looking at me with fearful eyes. He looked worse off than I did. His arms and legs were littered with deep cuts and bruises, some still bleeding.

Before I could question it, the door slammed shut behind me and locked. I rushed to it, banging relentlessly. When i finally processed that it was a futule effort, i searched the room desperately. Plain walls and a floor stained with blood were all there was.

The sight of the dried blood caused a panic to stir inside me. I looked to the only other person in the room, as if he had the answers. He was keeping his stare on me. It looked... feral. No longer fearful. His eyes peered through each layer of me. From skin to muscle, bone, and marrow. It looked as if every movement i made was being dissected down to the last atom. Was this what I was to become?

An intercom crackled and a voice came through the speakers "ебать ради... Fight." It commanded.

A chill went down my spine. This wasn't a cell. It was my own personal Collosseum. A test. One that this man had clearly taken before as he began to stalk circles around me like a wolf.

"(Y/n)... alm down- not ther-"

A shiny spot on his neck caught my attention. Scales? I wasn't sure. All i knew is he was done sizing me up.

With a hungry grin, he charged me. I didn't want to fight, but in this enclosed space, it was clear I had no choice. I weakly dodged the throws he sent my way. I wasn't as experienced in fighting, but adrenaline was a surprising thing.

After minutes of being on the defensive, I realized I'd need to switch it up. I was getting tired. Maybe if I won the fight, this would end.

I dont know how many attempted punches i threw before a leg swept under me, knocking me onto my back and ripping the air from my lungs. I felt a weight straddle my hips and hands wrap around my throat.

A sickening feeling settled in my gut once I realized. This fight was to the death. There were no announcements to stop what he was doing as he choked out my life force. Just me... and him.

"Ghost, we need you!"

I turned my head and bit down, my canines piercing the skin of his wrist with ease. I opened my eyes once the grasp on my throat was released; my surgical scar now throbbing from the pressure that had been put on it.

"Bitch." My opponent cursed. I watched fearfully as he opened his mouth. Two glands were surgically attatched to the roof of it. I barely had time to realize why before a mace like spray had been shot into my eyes from the glands like a spitting cobra.

I cried out in pain as I was blinded, my body turning in an attempt to crawl away. Somewhere in my adrenaline filled brain, I remembered my new ability.

The moment a hand grasped my ankle, I turned and screamed louder than I ever had before. The sound echoed off the brick walls, bouncing all around. Something was different this time.

While I was blinded, my hearing had amplified. The scream was louder in all places but one. The space right next to my ankle.... the space where my assailant was writing on the ground, assumingly covering his ears in agony.

I took this moment to fight back.

"Come back to us, (Y/n). You're safe."

....who was speaking to me?

I began to let out small screeches, listening to the sound as I blindly searched for my opponent. He fought me once my hands brushed his body. Found you.

I quickly moved closer to his face and let out a deafening level screech before taking bite after bite out of him. My jaws soon found their target clamped around his throat and clenched down. I could feel his esophagus crushing between my maw with a sickening crunch. I could feel the flesh move between my teeth like an unsteady beating heart as he struggled to breathe. The metallic blood filled up in my mouth before spilling out the sides of my lips, dripping down his skin like a fountain.

He stopped struggling in seconds. To kill a serpent? Aim for the neck.

I understand now. To defeat your opponent, you need to truly understand him. I became just as feral as he at that moment.

"(Y/n) snap out of it." A gruff yet familiar voice flooded my ears. "You're safe. Nobody is going to hurt you here."

My visual input flashed between past and present. I didn't know which was real. The only real thing was the pounding in my head and the spasms of my muscles. Along with...a soft touch on my back?

"That's it... you're safe. You're here with us. I need you to breathe (Y/n). Can you do that?"

I tried to speak, but a strained whimper was the only sound that made it past my lips.

"You're alright. Just keep breathing."

I blinked myself back into the present. Greeted by an all too familiar set of eyes.

"Ghost..."

"Yea, I'm here now. You're just having a flashback. Youre safe here with us."

Us? I looked around the room and saw the rest of the 141 staring at me with concern. Price handed me a bottle of water from my peripheral. I accepted it with shakey hands.

"Where am I?" I asked timidly. Ghost must've noticed my struggle with the cap of the water bottle and took it to open it for me. My body shook with each adrenaline infused spasm.

I felt a hand remove mine from my arms, where i had been digging my nails into my skin until it bled.

"We're in Price's office." Soap explained. "He asked you a question, but your mind spiraled before we could keep you in the present."

I nodded slowly. "Im sorry... what was the question?"

"Did you ever interact with the other experiments?"

My jaw clenched as I swallowed thickly. Ghost was standing now, no longer at eye level, but he kept close by just in case.

"If you can't answer, we can move onto the next few or wait a while longer." Price assured me. I instantly shook my head.

"No... I'm fine. I can do this." I took a deep breath and accounted what I could. I could see concern written all over their faces as I described the first cage fight and the many others that came after. A deep dive into every person and ability I've faced and conquered. Despite my stuttering, rapid breaths, and the occasional shutdown, I was able to manage.

"We're... meant to fight these things?" Gaz was looking at Price, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.

Ghost inturrupted. "Doesn't matter. If it bleeds, you can kill it."

I felt the blood leave my face after he said that. Did he forget that I was one of these things?? "...excuse me?"

He turned to me, that cold look coming back in his eyes. "Not victims like you. But if there are any who accepted their use as a weapon, we will have no choice."

"They dont have a choice!" I yelled, using my crutches to stand up. I was indignant now. "I was through with the cage matches! I won every battle! Do you even know what they had planned for me after?! Do you?!"

The room was quiet after my outburst. I felt a crossbreeze from the air conditioner hit a wet spot on my cheek. Shit was I crying?

I heard Price sigh as he grabbed a file off his desk and held it out to me. "We know more than you think. You never got to read your file, have you?"

I frowned and hastily wiped my tears before accepting the file, sitting down once more to read. It had been translated into English and was a clear copy of the original translation.

Test subject no. 237

"Banshee"

Blood type: ###

Sex: Female

{REDACTED}

Weight Class: Malnourished. (Begin protein heavy diet before the next procedure)

Trials: Successful. (Adaptive; high intelligence)

Alterations: Vocal chord modification. Dental adjustments.

Notes:

Highest recorded scream 190+ decibles.

Keep muzzled. Ear protection required when interacting with the subject.

Proven high IQ. Suspected around 145-155.

Has managed to exterminate all other subjects pitted against her.

The subject has proven adequate for the indoctrination process.

"...indoctrination process?" I whispered, my eyes still scanning the paper just before it was gently taken from me.

"If any of the other experiments are currently out there being used as weapons," Price explained, "then they are already lost. We will rescue who we can, but (Y/n)... The facility you were rescued from isn't the only one out there."

The room suddenly felt like it was spinning. I gripped the arm of the chair I was sitting on, my eyes never leaving the floor.

"We're done here." Gaz's voice. His hand was on my shoulder now. "She needs time to process this."

Price agreed and dismissed us. I dont remember the walk back to my room. The world was somehow both too loud and too quiet.

The only certainty I had was that I needed to do something. An odd sense of duty. They were like me.

Nobody deserved that.

A/N: i know it's another short chapter, but it was so heavy with backstory that to add more would only water it down. Im genuinely so stoked that this fic has reached such a vast audience, and i love you all for the kind words.

Shitty google translation:

"ебать ради": For fucks sake

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veryberryjelly · 4 months

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humour me

carmen berzatto x fem!reader

cw : fainting, mentions of previous ed, 1 use of y/n [ im sorry ]

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

the bear could be the most chaotic place on the planet.

especially as a server, it was inescapable.

going back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, two stressful locations that you continually switched between.

it could sometimes be quite dizzying. especially when you hadn't stopped to eat anything all day.

this morning when you left your apartment you just thought you'd grab something on your way out the door, but you didnt.

then you just put the thought of eating out of your head for the rest of the day.

old habits die hard.

when you arrived at the bear, there wasnt a moment to stop and think about it again.

but suddenly it was like every yell for service was being called underwater.

you had to focus really hard on trying to get everything out to the tables in one piece.

but on one trip back to the kitchen, your pale face and slow steps caught the attention of carmen as he made a trip to the fridge.

" hey, you okay ?" he questioned, ignoring the fact that he definitely had a lot more pressing things to do than to check on you.

his question, while simple, took a long time for your brain to register.

logically you knew he had asked you something, but you couldn't figure out what it was or how to answer it.

before your brain could catch up to the real world, everything went dark.

the last thing you recalled was a pair of hands on your waist.

you expected to rouse to the feeling of cold tile against your cheek, but instead it was a scratchy fabric you didnt recognise.

the light wasnt fluorescent, rather warm and coming from across the room as opposed to the ceiling.

as the room came in to focus, as did a figure sat across from you.

carmen.

you weren't sure if this was going to be a pleasant interaction or not, though the slight fondness you recognised in carmen's eyes gave you hope.

he said nothing, instead just standing from his chair and offering you a glass of water.

you moved to sit up on the couch, taking the water from him and taking a few sips as he sat down on the other end of the couch.

he waited until you stopped sipping at the water until he spoke up.

" what the hell happened ? " he questioned, clearly wanting to know why you had just collapsed in the kitchen.

" probably just got a bit hot. " you didnt really feel like telling him you hadn't eaten today, or yesterday now that you thought about it.

" it's 40 degrees outside " he countered, to which you didnt really have an answer. " is everything okay ? "

you figured this might be coming. carmen was one of the few people who knew about your previous issues with food, so it was understandable that he was worried you had fallen back into old patterns.

" everything's fine, carm. i just havent eaten today. that's it. " you tried to brush it off as though it was nothing, but from the way carmen was looking at you, he wasnt letting you off that easy.

you reached over and took one of his tattooed hands in yours, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

" i promise, i'm good. i'll grab some food at home. "

" let me make you something here "

" you don't have to do that carm, i'm f- "

" humour me " he cut you off and you couldnt say no to him.

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luvanniiee · 3 months

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needy • h.hj •

pairings- gamer!hyunjin x fem!reader

synopsis- he always says he’ll get off in a few minutes or when he’s finished the round. leaving you with an ache only he can soothe.

warnings- SMUT!!!! teasing, unprotected sex (be smart bookie), oral (m and f receiving), slight masturbation (ur doing it),petnames, slight overstimulation, slight edging (he stops before he cums). some bratty behavior.

a/n: sorry for not posting in forever :(. butttt i just turned 19!!! WOOOOO!! anyways, hope yall enjoy this, please send more reqs, and also still accepting moots! and im also almost at 80 followers teehee i could cry. anyways much love!

youve been sitting on the couch for hours now. sitting behind hyunjin, trying to be patient and wait for him to finally finish the game so he could give you attention for what feels like the first time today. he didnt show any signs of getting off soon even though he said he’d be “finished in a few minutes”. whenever you ask him if hes finished, he would say “almost. give me a few more minutes”. and those minutes turned into hours.

you sighed unusually loud when you asked him one more time. “im almost done, im literally about to beat this level. just give me a few more minutes.” he said. “ugh, its been hours since you last said that, and im really needy right now. cant you just save it and finish later?” you said.

there really isnt an established dom/sub dynamic in the relationship. sometimes you would take control, and sometimes he would take the lead. so when he heard the slight brattiness in your tone, he paused the game to look at you. it was like he was warning you with his eyes. “i told you that im almost finished. now you can do either of these two things im gonna suggest. you can either find something to do until im finished or sit there like the good pretty girl you are and wait for me.” he said.

the firmness of his voice was enough to quiet you down, but it also added fuel to the fire between your legs. it was becoming unbearable. so when hyunjin turned back to the screen of his computer, you decided to slip your hands down there to relieve yourself until he was able to help.

it didnt take long for hyunjin to catch on to what was going on behind him. the sounds of your soft whimpers, and the sounds of your wet pussy were reaching his ears. “princess, are you touching yourself?” he asked softly. you stopped in your actions to brat out “yes, because you arent doing it.”

he turned in his chair to see that you were there on the couch, only in a shirt, panties on the floor, legs spread and fingers sticky. he swore he could cum right then at the sight. but he composed himself. he walks over to you, and lowers himself so you and him are eye to eye. he grips your thighs and kisses them softly. moving closer to where you really need him.

your breath getting gradually louder as he nears your pussy, but stops as soon as hes facing it. hyunjin blows cool air on your clit, the new sensation making you whine, and clench around nothing. he smiles knowing how much control he has over you right now.

he starts off by kissing around the folds softly, just enough to drive you insane. youre getting wetter everytime he presses his lips on you. then he moves to your clit and swirls his tongue around it. you were already riled up from playing with yourself, so you know it wont take long for you. he switches from kitten licks to flicking his tongue to tracing figure eight. all of this combined with his lock on your eyes is enough to send you over the edge. “im cumming!” you nearly scream out. “go ahead.” he says. and with that, you came with your whole body shaking from him continuing to eat you out. “aah- stop baby!” you whine.

but your whines fell upon deaf ears. it was apparent he wasnt gonna stop until he was ready. so you pushed his head away and he wiped his mouth clean.

“satisfied?” he asked. you shook your head no. “let me return the favor and then ill be satisfied.” you said back. so he sat down as you got up. you pulled his boxers down, as thats all he was wearing. his boxers and a long sleeve shirt. you give his tip a kiss. just to get him back for teasing you in the beginning. he hisses slightly when you lick it. “baby please.” he whined out. you looked him in the eye and smiled as you took him down your throat. his head thrown back against the cushion on the couch. hyunjin grabbed your head and thrusted his hips up softly when he felt you about to tease him again. with every thrust, he was panting and letting out small moans. “oh god, its so good, i wanna cum down your throat. but i wanna fuck you so bad now.” he moaned softly.

as he felt himself about to cum, he quickly took himself out of your mouth. you sat back on your feet and looked at him gather himself. “come here princess.” hyunjin said as he patted his lap. you knew what he wanted. so you climbed on top and slid yourself down on him slowly.

the stretch making you both moan. you gave him and yourself a moment to get ready. and slowly rocked yourself on him. hyunjin knows you talk the most shit when youre on top. “see baby, you couldve had this hours ago, if you werent playing the game all day.” you said. he rolled his eyes at you and gripped your hips to make you go faster. the slow pace was good but you both know that the faster pace is better.

“so tight for me, yeah? you been waiting for this, like a needy pretty girl.” hyunjin moaned in your ear. the raspiness of his voice was driving you insane. all you could do was moan back in response. he stilled your hips so he could adjust himself and thrust up into you. you let out a throaty moan as he was hitting your g-spot well. “s’good.” was all you could say. your mind going numb as he continued to thrust into you.

hyunjin felt you clenching around him, signaling that you were close. “close already? does it feel that good?” he said. you couldnt answer him, so you let your cries and whines do the talking. “go ahead love, cum for me.” he whispered in your ear. he leaned you back a little so he could rub your clit. the overstimulation he was giving you made your mind go blank.

“fuck…” was all you said as you came around him. shaking and screaming a little as he pounded into you harder so he could cum. he was close and you could feel it in the way his hips were losing rhythm. “baby…please let me cum inside…cant hold it anymore…” hyunjin whined. you were too far gone to speak so you just nodded. he wasted no time in filling you up. “fuck..baby!” he moaned loudly.

he started to slow down as he was riding his high out. both of you taking the time to catch a breath before kissing each other softly.

“next time hyunjin, dont make me wait.” you said.

“next time ill leave your needy ass high and dry.” he replied in the same cockiness.

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naurimastaur · 11 months

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Gingerism

Summary: In which George and Fred devise a plan to trick y/n into admitting their feelings for George

Pairing: George weasley x nonbinary!reader

Tw: my attempt at writing xx

Please don’t take this seriously this one is just for fun!

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“Georgie?” Fred called out smacking the back of George’s head in the process. “Are you going to sit there like a stupid git for the rest of your life staring at them, or are you actually going to do something about it?” George sort of fancied his best friend y/n. They were awkward. He was awkward. It was a mess.

“I dunno, I just, what If I ruin everything?” He replied defeated, an almost foreign response coming from the twins, who in their approach to everything, were annoyingly cocky.

“I don’t doubt that,” Fred replied unhelpful. It was in his nature to be a dickhead at all times.“But this is y/n we’re talking about! We’ll just ban them from the burrow or something if they say no.” There was a reason no one went to the twins for advice.

George looked to his brother, deadpan. Fred looked back, grinning.

“ Or,” he suddenly lit up, an idea brewing in his head. “what if we get our hands on some of that amortentia thing? Say we need their help and before you know it theyre all blah blah blah dreamy George smell and we’ll know!!!!” It was almost certainly a failing plan, but it was better than anything George had in mind and sadly he shared his brother’s brain cells. Or lack thereof.

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“ OI y/n!” Fred called out. “ George and I are testing out a new product and we would be honoured if you and your royal nose gave it a try. It’s a real business investment!” His accent mocking that of a commercial salesman from the muggle tvs.

“Fred Weasley if you think I’d willingly stick my face anywhere near something you have made, you are a bigger idiot than you make yourself out to be,” they responded. Having been best friends with the twins for five years, they had long learnt their lesson on trust and why exactly not to place it in gingers. They gave one last unimpressed look and walked away.

Fred and George shared a look. Perhaps if they actually thought plans through they wouldn’t be in this position right now.

“ Well hey!” Fred said “ At least they spoke to you! That’s a step!”

“No you git, they spoke to you.”

“ Yes but you look like me so it’s all the same,” Fred replied, once again trying to lighten the mood. “ What if we get Hermione to try it? They won’t suspect anything if it comes from her.” Thus another plan equally as devastating was formed.

It only took a couple of hours of threats and promises no one intended to keep to get Hermione on board. She agreed based on the terms that the twins would leave her alone to revise after. Short time pain for long term gain some would say.

“Hey y,n!” Hermione smiled ever as friendly, walking over to where y/n was in the great hall. “Im sorry to bother you but we’ve been assigned this potion and I can’t seem to figure out the ingredients. I was thinking since you’re a fifth year you might know them?” Hermione was as good at lying as the twins were at making plans.

“ The twins didn’t set you up for this did they?” Y/n replied unconvinced.

“ No! Merlin no! I’m really stressed over this y/n and I really thought you could help me but if you can’t take me seriously I’ll ask elsewhere.” Maybe Hermione wasnt that bad after all.

“Oh no I’m sorry! Of course I’ll help. Alright I smell rain and-,” they paused after seeing a tuft of ginger hair appearing from under one of the tables from the corner of their eye, a pair of brown eyes following, most certainly that of Fred weasley. Hermione, the brightest witch of her age, seemed to have fallen victim to a Weasley scheme. Depressing. Y/n decided they weren’t going to let themself miss out on the fun.

“And?” Hermione near shouted, clearly trying to direct the attention back to herself but forgetting human social skills in the process.

“And-Oh! This last smell is kind of like husky?” They said uncertain. “I totally get why you couldn’t figure it out. I’m so sure I’ve smelt it before though.” Hermione quickly responded with a ‘mhm’, unsure where this was going and uninterested all the same.

“Oh I know! This smells like Snape’s hair! I can almost taste the grease,” they replied with the most genuine smile they could manage. They had nothing against Hermione, but this awkward, subtle form of revenge was far more entertaining than they had anticipated.

Hermione paused, clearly filled with regret and remorse for what she had inserted herself into. “You-.” She exhaled before starting again. ”You know what professor Snape’s hair smells like?” She replied cringing but slightly curious. Maybe she could buy the professor shampoo or something to get on his good side, after all Gryffindor needs all the house points they can get.

“Oh yeah I’ve taken a couple of sniffs before when he wasn’t looking,” y/n grinned. ”Do you think he noticed?” Now Hermione was just disturbed. She stared blankly at y/n before taking the potion from their grasp and walking away. This is what she gets for choosing to socialise instead of revising.

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Waiting in the common room was George, an accomplished grin set on his face when Hermione walked in, which slowly faded when he saw her face. Not that that wasn’t his usual reaction when he saw the know-it-all.

“So?” He questioned fishing for a response. “How’d it go?”

Hermione stared blankly back at him.

“Unless you’re professor snape it seems they dont have any interest.”

George was really beginning to regret his existence.

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A/n: this was way longer than I had anticipated and was also marinating in the drafts much like the nits in Snape’s hair <3

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gettinshiggywithit · 5 months

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𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬

Summary: In which you find out loki’s secret and he fears your reaction.

Pairing: loki x reader

Genre: fluff ,maybe a hintt of angst

W/c: 928

A/N: saw someone talking abt jotun loki and my brain went brrrrr.Wrote this at 5/6 in the morning on 0 sleep so apologies in advance!If yall liked it id love to hear your thoughts

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A frost giant.unbelievable.

Loki stood in odin’s vault,hands firmly gripping the handles of the casket. He watched as his skin changed to an icy blue,an equally icy chill running down his spine. The all father had conveniently fallen into the odin-sleep.

“Leaving me when i need him…typical” he said to himself. It wasn’t like he had an audience and with him being the acting ruler,and his mother being in his ‘father’s’ chambers, he needn’t fear intrusion.

The only person aware of his little secret,who was awake anyway, was his mother and he intended to keep it that way.for as long as he could.

Eliminating thor would guarantee him the throne and by destroying jotunheim,he’d garner enough of the public’s love to hopefully keep his throne,should his secret come to light.

‘Does heimdall know?’ He wondered to himself.

‘No matter,He can be dealt with if necessary”

Loki was so lost in thought that he missed the,

“There you are!” You huffed out.

You marched on upto him and noticed he wasnt…himself.

At this sudden revalation, you started taking quieter,more measured steps towards the boyfriend-shaped figure in front of you.

You let out a tentative “loki?” To which he jolted, his hands immediately letting go of the casket and his now-red eyes staring at you with both surprise and slight fear. Not fear of you,but the fear of being discovered.

“Y/n, dont…dont do that.” He said letting out a breath he didn't know he’d been holding in. And when you didn’t reply, instead merely staring at him in bewilderment, he suddenly remembered how he looked. He stumbled backwards, his hands flying to brace himself against the stand of the artefact behind him.

His finger gently brushed against the casket and the fading blue returned once again.

Noticing this, he pulled his hands to his front.clasping them and lookin on at you,awaiting your reaction.

What would you do? Yell at him? Leave him? Threaten to tell the rest of asgard?

All the worst possibilities ran around his head and he began to tear up.

He was broken out of his turbulant thoughts by your hand brushing against his cheek.

He was shocked, to say the least.

Of all the reactions he’d thought up,this wasnt one.

He leaned into your touch,fearing this would be the last time he would feel it,your soft cold hand against his wretched skin.

“What is this loki?” You ask in a whisper,staring at him with not fear,not anger,but wonder and curiosity.

You were now stood quite close to eachother not impossibly so, but quite.

“I-“

“Were you cursed?”

“In a manner of speaking…y-”

“Does it hurt?”

You knew what he was,you’d seen frost giants before so it wasn’t illiteracy that made you disregard his current state.

You really were asking him if he was okay as he stood before you, a blue monster,kin to those you’d fantasised about killing in your youth…

Was this real?

He needed to know it was,so he spelled it out for you,

“Y/N,im a Frost giant.”

He let out in a voice laden with melancholy,regret and was that fear you heard?

“I know” you merely replied as you traced the patterns on his skin.

At this he pulled your hand away and held it.

“What do you mean you know?! Y/N im a monster! Dont you understand!”

Your expression shifted to one of annoyance,another unforseen reaction.

“I understand quite clearly loki.”

“Then why haven’t you-”

“Why haven’t i run out screaming? Cursing you? Why havent i tried to kill you?”

His silence told you that was exactly what he was about to ask, more or less.

You sighed before stepping towards him and placing his hand on your shoulder,he flinched but didn't move otherwise.

You took this as your go-ahead and wrapped him in a hug.

You stayed there for a good three minutes in silence before saying,

“Loki,i dont give a single ratatosk whisker if you’re a jotun.i love you.”

You pulled away at that to look him in the eyes and saw the tears forming there.

As they fell from his eyes,you caught them with your thumb and placed in on tongue.

Now it was his turn to look at you in confusion.

You waited a beat before saying, “for a jotun you cry asgardian tears.”

He smiled at that,scoffing at your antics.

“You’re ridiculous”

“Yeah well im also yours so get used to it” you said as you went in for another hug and this time he hugged back holding you like you were the most precious thing in all the nine realms,and to him,you were.

“Are you sure?” He whispered out,almost like he hoped you wouldnt hear.

“Always.And never forget it” you said,pressing a soft kiss to his lips which had him chasing yours as you pulled away.

“Why did you come down here anyway?” He asked finally realising it was rather odd for you to have come to the artefacts vault;unless there was a purpose for your visit that is.

“Ah yes, Frigga was calling you.” You said pulling away and pulling him by the arm towards the exit.

“Alright then” he said as he let you drag him out of the chamber that held his secrets. You really were something else,and he’d never been more grateful for anyone in his entire life.

Tag list(open):- @diagonal-queen

#📚 Jaya’s tales #🐍 loki #loki x female reader #loki x reader #loki x gender neutral reader #loki x gn!reader #loki fluff #whump writing #loki whump #loki x reader angst #loki x reader fluff #mcu x reader #marvel x reader #loki drabble #loki oneshot

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prettyboykatsuki · 2 years

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through the current | b. katsuki

★ tags ; angst, pre-relationship, gn!reader, one-sided arguing lol.

★ wc ; 1k (???)

★ a/n ; this wasnt supposed to be long at all rip.

★ synopsis ; you get into an accident trying to protect bakugou and he doesn't take it well.

It rips through him like a torrent.

Katsuki slams the door behind him but you've managed to enter the room with him. He can't turn to face you, can't move. It's like walking through quicksand, feet trudging through the floor that's trying to swallow him up.

And he can't breathe. Can't do anything except tremble with some emotion that's shaking his heart up like a soda can. He feels like he's going to spill over if you say anything, but he knows you didn't just join him to sit and stand there stupidly.

Your voice is the same. Mellow. Softened. Concerned. For a minute, Katsuki wishes you would never talk again.

He almost lost you and everything else feels like white noise. Almost is a familiar word. It lingers bitterly on his tongue. Almost the successor. Almost number one. Almost dead. He hates almosts.

"Katsuki."

"Don't," he warns, fearful of what he'll say next. He doesn't know what he's stopping but he knows he wants to stop it "Don't you fucking dare."

For a moment it's completely still. Unnervingly, like you're using all of your efforts to make sure nothing happens. The whole room feels like it might collapse if it's distured, but you talk one more time. Touch the raw nerve that shows itself to you, like a bloomed flower.

"Katsuki," You repeat again, a little gentler than the last.

"I fucking hate you," His voice shakes. It doesn't do much else other than that, hoarse in how he speaks. Everything he's ever thought comes breaking through and he turns to face you "I hate you so fucking much, I—"

His head is spinning. Nothing makes sense and he doesn't even know where the words are coming from. He's buried it all so deep that he doesn't know them.

"I hate everything about you. I hate the way you fucking talk to me all soft. I hate your fucking stupid, half-assed ideas and your shitty late night texts," He points at you accusingly "I hate when you fucking call me."

"It pisses me off so much, you're so damn insufferable. That damn hag always asks me about you. What the hell am I supposed to say?"

He's too afraid to look at your face. If he knows you at all, you're looking right through him and he hates that part of you too.

"All you ever do is show up and parade yourself around in my goddamn life even when I don't ask. Always inserting yourself into my shit like you belong there."

He inches closer and closer to the very thing he's wanted to swallow, like it's waiting to shoot out of his throat. Everything he's saying is the aftermath. Like poking a straw through a lid where everything comes out around.

He can feel it all coming in at once.

"And you're always so—so fucking casual. Calling my name and coming over and asking me about personal shit. Who the fuck even are you? To show up in my fucking life like you know me? You don't know me so why do you—?"

And then he stumbles. He feels it, all of it. The tears start to slip and the hand that's been holding on has started to weaken.

"Why do you keep getting to know me? Why do you even—I don't get it and I've tried for so long to get it. To figure out whatever the hell motive you have, like someday I'm gonna wake up and it's all gonna be—fuck, like it's all gonna disappear and I hate that it feels like that—I hate that it—"

He breathes deep and wipes the tears off his face, falling to pieces.

"....What the hell are doin' to me? How could you make me feel whatever the hell this and then get yourself into some shit like that, you could've—you could've fucking died and—"

He looks at you. He can't stop looking at you, even if he wants too.

"This shit is my job. I'm supposed to put my life my line everyday, but you're a fucking civilian but you put yourself in front of me like it was nothing and I—shit, what the fuck?"

He's crying again, for god knows what time but this time he can't hold them back, angrily rubbing his eyes. He bites through his lower lip.

He hears your steps before he can see you, and before he can stop you, he feels the warmth of your hand. On his face, your thumb wiping his eyes. He wants to lean into you, but he's so scared to do anything but stand there. The minute he relents is the minute everything else goes with him.

And it's all too much, too sudden, too heavy so he just. Cries and scowls at you. The warmth in your face, bright and adoring and concerned and god—what was he going to do if something happened? On repeat, he thinks over and over that he couldn't stand it.

"Oh, man." You laugh tiredly, lovingly with a soft lilt "I'm sorry. I must've made you anxious, huh?"

"I hate you," He repeats, weaker than the last.

"I didn't mean to make you worry. And there's not an ulterior motive," You say, the other hand going up to cradle his whole face "There's not even any rhyme or reason. I would do it again, a hundred times over, to make sure you were okay."

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're so—"

"Katsuki," You say one more time, leaning forward to brush your nose against his "I do it because I love you. I don't mean to make you anxious."

This time it's all shattered, all broken. His knees give in and he finds himself crushed in the weight of your arms. You hold him all together like always and he wishes the world would disappear. That he could stay just like this without ever having to think about anything else.

"...Don't fucking leave, don't you ever—"

You shush him.

"Promise I won't."

#bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #writing tag #i love you bakugou

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ideas-scattered-dreams · 5 months

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/ / Past that blinds

Fandom: twisted wonderland

AU: GN! General reader + Small malleus x reader.

Warning: alot of occ? its been a long time so yeah. long.

Imagine that....

This wasnt suppose to happen, it was suppose to be another mishap that grim and the Aduce duo made, and fixed easily. Yet why did the past resurrect and the present to future disappear.

"i got this prefect, you are such a worry wart. i have learnt my lesson and this potion will be perfect!" Ace boasted as he began to put random ingredients in the caldron as he mixed it all.

you stared at him with an unsure expression as you frowned. "ace.. i think u should stop. the color looks... weird." ace looked at you as he shrugged. beside you both, was grim and deuce. they were aswell making random ingredients that looked similar to the ingredients on the book they had and hurriedly mixed it all.

"nyehahaha we're petty good at this." grim smirked as he dumped another ingredient in. deuce was mixing it in a minimum pace as he nodded. suddenly the fire lit harsh as deuce was was burnt, making him let go of the handle that hit grim.

grim jumped hastily making the caldron tilt.

noticing the incident. You pulled ace back, grabbing him by the waist and turning around, shielding him from the two caldrons clashing as all hell broke lose.

Professor Crewel yelled amidst in the rising fog that was made by the caldrons. the surrounding students fled, as, duce and grim searched for the both of you in the fog.

"prefect! Ace! where are you!" as the fog began to disappear, both ace and your figure finally seen. Deuce was about to yell out, both but was stopped, when a Gun was pressed onto his forehead, he froze, not daring to utter a word.

You were coldly pressing the gun harshly on deuce's forehead as you held the unconscious ace in your arms. your eyes not holding any warmth nor sympathy, to the one you're holding at gun point.

Professor crewel stood tall as he looked at you, voice holding utmost authority. "pup. i demand you to stop and let those two go." he still hasn't figured out why you had a gun but he knew, something wrong had happened behind the mist.

You furrowed your brows as you looked at the professor, "and who might you be? are you one of those (enemy name)? ha. you'd think i'd follow one foes words." as the professor was about to reject. you dashed forward making him lose his balanced stepping back.

you hit his pressure points making him unconscious. standing in front, you looked at the blue haired boy that was kneeling down, looking at the unconscious professor , he stared at you as you began to walk toward him.

"boy. i do not know why i am here. but i'll make you sure you spit every last information that you know." without another word, you grabbed the shocked boy and lifted him up, putting him ontop of your shoulder.

You walked out of the room as you roamed in the empty hallway, with the directions and half tour from the boy on your shoulder, until you encountered a tall, horned male and his attendants.

A tall man, with horns filled your vision as you stared at the male across the hallway. A shorter male with purple and black hair peeked behind the male that stopped as he chuckled.

"fufufu hey there prefect! and... deuce?" the short male looked perplexed as he stared at the boy on top of your shoulder and your bowed and unmoving form. The clothes you wore... it... reminded him about the battlefield.

"child of man..." the horned male looked at you with a hint of worry in his eyes. You lifted your head up as you stared into the eyes of the horned male, gaze filled with hostile intent.

the short male extended an arm Infront of the taller male as he looked at you with wariness, the green haired and silver haired males following shortly.

"You.. you have such an intense aura. a terrifying lightning... and you.. the shorter one. i feel a sense of the bloody battle between the world... and two flames beside. " you took a stance. Your free hand reached behind you, holding a gun.

aiming the gun towards the group... and shot.

though before the shot reached its target, the gun was kicked away by the boy on your shoulder using his legs.

"Lilia senpai! Draconia senpai! watch out! the prefect isn't in their right mind right now!" the boy yelled out a warning while trying to wriggle himself fee. but your firm grip was like iron.

Your face turned into a scowl, teeth gritting. "you fool! you all are those damn (enemy name)! impudent bastards!" you suddenly threw deuce at the group, making him fly with great speed.

yelling in surprise, deuce was caught by the green haired boy with a groan, they both collapsed.

"this place is big. i get it. hundreds of glass that could shatter and extraordinary walls, if i cant leave. i'd rather fight until my last breath." You grabbed your gun as you began shooting towards the group.

with fast reflexes, the purple haired male created a barrier using his pen? deflecting all the bullets, continuing until the group shielded themselves behind a wall.

"hiding? how cliche!" before you began your rounds again. you felt a sudden pain behind your neck , knocking the air out of your lungs, the sudden weakness made you kneel as you coughed.

"who-" the one who made you go to your knees was a male with a crow mask. with a companion of a cat on his shoulder and a red head behind.

"prefect. we will have a long talk after this." after his words was spatted out of his mouth, you finally lose consciousness.

After a few hours, you finally regained your conscious back, looking around the room with wariness, you were laid in a... clinic? you noticed you were handcuffed, yet the handcuffs didn't feel like normal ones... well to your observation and intense glaring at the unbreakable thing.

a faint cough was heard beside you, glancing and still glaring... it was the colorful duo and... raccoon, cat, lion, fire whatever animal besides them.

you were about to open your mouth the red hair spoke with irritation and a hint of worry. "the heck is up with you prefect! are you still mad because of the incident? it was... honestly an accident!" the red haired shouted. "and you almost shot us all with that gun of yours! Where did you even get that? especially trying to hurt the others AND draconia senpai?! the horrid!!"

as the red hair kept scolding you, the blue haired one looked at you with a frown, holding the red haired shoulder to stop himself from continuing. "ace... that's enough." the blue hair known now as deuce reasoned as the red hair, ace, finally shut up.

"i don't think that is the prefect anymore." suddenly the very same man that knocked you out, walked in the room, smiling. "that's right spade! that isn't the prefect you know!"

the sudden entrance startled the trio as the masked man walked infront of you. "this one is actually the past! prefect. it seems the potion you four made mixed, made a potion that makes one go back to the past."

he looked at you amused. "and our dear prefect was hit by that simple potion and this happened" you glared at the masked man as you tsked.

"is the potion gonna last long or?"

"it will last for a few hours, luckily the potion wasn't that strong. so worry not!" the trio exhaled with relief.

after the headmaster walked out the room, you remained silent, silently absorbing all the information that came out of his mouth. so it seems this is the... future? and what you are now is... the past. huh... how... infuriating.

did the war ended? did everything finally get resolved? has peace finally been achieved? comrades and those who sacrificed themselves... has...

"prefect?" you lifted your head up, seeing the trio infront of you. "hey. you aren't... you know, the prefect we know now, but it's fine, we'll definitely make you remember! because you're still the prefect we know, just different outfits and personality, but that's all!" ace smirked as the raccoon and deuce nodded behind him.

you felt. touched. touched of idiotic mess. though, it reminded you of your comrades. even though you were from the "past", there was hint of familiarity that you couldn't ignore. so. you let your gut feeling control you.

you simply nodded as the trio smiled.

the trio led you all around campus, the cat not raccoon anymore after alot of arguments was on your shoulder as they ate their tuna can that you bought with a golden coin, that was in your pocket for no reason (i think you have hundreds of tuna cans after but we dont talk about that)

you were silent the whole tour while the trio bickered and gave some small information about the destination, until the four of you encountered the same male that you met and almost shot.

he was towering all four of you as the others silently hid behind your back. "hey hornton" grim casually greeting the male, though it seems that it was unheard of as the male was only focusing on you.

"hey! prefect! you should apologize to him! you did almost shot him a few hours ago." you remained silent as the horned male looked at you like a... kicked puppy? it was a bit... laughable, though, cute.

you approach the male as you awkwardly stood in front of him. was he this tall??? "i'm... im sorry about what happened awhile ago. well i don't think an apology would suffice... how about i invite you for dinner?"

the horned male was silent, but then a small smile appeared and a deep chuckle. "Your invitation is alluring. i shall accept" A sudden nervous beat of your heart and a slight blush at the tip for your ear emerged.

why were you suddenly feeling like this? agh, everything has been weird since you appeared here. you faked a cough and nodded. the trio looked at the both of you with a snicker on their face.

"shouldn't we tell them that... they and draconia senpai are?"

"nahhh let them figure it out. i do wanna see their reaction when the potion wears off."

#➥🌙dreamer.ideas #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x male reader #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #malleus draconia x reader #twst #twisted wonderland x gn reader #twisted wonderland x female reader #malleus draconia

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ohmtoff · 1 month

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could i request a fic of reader and nick having a friends with benefits type of relationship, reader is in love with nick but doesn’t realise nick is in love with reader too so they have a mutual pining situation?

Mutually Exclusive

Summary: You can’t handle being just friends with benefits with Nick, not when you’re in love with him.

WC: 1.6k

Contains: angst, pining, misunderstandings, friends with benefits (or is it?)

a/n: heyyy!! so sorry for taking so long to write this😭 hope it’s okay that i didnt write any smut even though it’s a FWB prompt lol i just wasnt feeling to write smut sorryyy anon. hope you like ittt <3

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Your head was pillowed on Nick’s chest, your fingers skimming over Nick’s soft stomach, occasionally trailing it across his chest hair which makes him giggle, and you were trying to figure out how to tell him you’d been asked on a date. Nick was running his fingers through your hair, occasionally placing a soft kiss to your temple, and your head is racking on how to explain that this will be the last time you will ever be in bed with him. You both had just finished a particularly sweet bout of intimacy, you felt utterless boneless, and you needed to somehow tell Nick you couldn’t keep doing this.

When you had first met Nick — at a party thrown by Larray — you’d immediately been drawn to him. How could you not be; Nick was cute and soft, so handsome in a way that still somehow felt comfortable and approachable. Eyes so blue and piercing that your heart immediately fluttered at the first eye contact. And Nick had apparently been drawn to you as well, at least that was the impression you got when you both ended up making out in the corner of the party a mere hour later.

After that first time, you both just kept… hooking up. Initially, it was only at parties, both gravitating towards each other and ending the night entangled in some way. Soon, after Nick had insisted you and him exchange numbers, it morphed into scheduled hook-ups, no pretense of a party required. And then you both started hanging out afterwards, trying a new restaurant or watching a movie or just talking. You’d catch meals together and facetime each other before going to sleep.

You weren’t sure when you both transitioned from random strangers hooking up to hook-ups who occasionally hang out to inseparable friends who also happen to hook up with each other, but you didn’t want to question it. Nick was maybe the best thing to ever happen to you, and you weren’t about to complicate that with logistics.

A finger ran over your face, smoothing out the wrinkle that had appeared between your eyes, snapping you out of your thoughts and into the present. “What’s got you so stressed?”

I thought I was okay with us just being friends with benefits but someone else asked me out and I’ve realised that I don’t want to go out with someone who isn’t you but that’s not what this is and I don’t know what to do about it because this isn’t enough but I don’t want anyone else.

“Mm, nothing.” You nuzzled into Nick’s chest.

“I know you. You don’t get that little crinkle between your eyes unless you got something on your mind.” Nick kissed the area in question, featherlight and soft.

“You know that guy, Curtis?” You focused on the tattoo of Nick’s arm, smoothing over them lightly, marveling at the goosebumps he left in his wake.

“Um, I think? That one guy that’s stalking you?” Nick chuckled, and the vibrations in his chest shook you just a bit. Just enough to remind you how physically close you and him were in that moment, as if neither boy existed without the other. Something panged near your heart.

“He’s not… He’s not stalking me.”

“Oh, so he just happens to appear everywhere you are? I don’t think we’ve gone anywhere in the last month without him ‘randomly’ showing up. He’s obsessed with you.” Nick pushed back your hair from your forehead and kissed you there. “Can’t say I blame him, though.”

Your chest ached. You weren’t sure when you’d fallen in love with Nick, but you were now firmly in the throes of it and every delicate gesture from Nick, every word of affection, every tiny touch, twisted something deep in your stomach. When Nick held you like this, naked and sated and warm, and looked at you with those adoring eyes, touched you like you mattered, You found it almost impossible to hold back all that you was feeling.

“You obsessed with me, Nicolas?” You hoped the joke would defuse some of the tension, maybe make Nick believe you too could be cool and casual about all of this.

“Yeah,” Nick whispered before cupping your face like you were something precious and pulling you into a kiss, small and slow and perfect.

You wanted to cry.

You needed a moment to gather yourself after Nick pulled back, eyes closed and lips still puckered.

“What did Curtis do?” Nick’s fingers returned to your hair.

“He, uh, he…” You thought it may be less painful to pluck out his own eyelashes than continue. “He asked me out.”

You hadn’t known how you thought Nick would react, but laughter had not been anywhere on your list. But Nick did just that, laughing boisterously, shaking them both. “Oh, wow. Poor Curtis.”

Poor Curtis. What did that mean?!

You frowned and sat up, needing to somehow find a way to put space between yourself and Nick. You turned to face the wall and crossed your arms, fighting back tears.

“You don’t have to be cruel, Nick.”

“What?” Nick sat up too, placing a tentative hand on your shoulder, which you shrugged off. “I just meant—”

“I know what you meant!” You looked down, concentrating on Nick’s white sheets. “Just because you don’t want to date me doesn’t mean no one else does.”

“What?! What are you talking about?!” Nick almost sounded angry, as if you were the one mocking him.

“People can like me, Nick! People can find me attractive and compelling and worthwhile.” Tears formed in the corners of your eyes.

“Babe, I know that—”

“So why did you laugh? Why did you pity Curtis for liking me?”

“What are you talking about?!” Nick sounded on the verge of tears as well, which finally made you turn to look at him.

His face was flushed red, his eyes glassy and wet, and he almost looked scared, as though your words were wounding him somehow.

“I’m worth someone liking me like that. I deserve that.” Some of your resolve was slipping at Nick’s expression, but you still managed to choke out a self-defense.

“I know that. You think I don’t know that?!” A tear slid down Nick’s cheek.

“You don’t get to cry, Nick. You’re the one insulting me.”

Another tear fell down Nick’s perfect face, splotchy and red, but still perfect. “I don’t get to cry when my boyfriend seems to be trying to break up with me by accusing me of not liking him and talking about another guy asking him out?”

“Wh–what?”

“I’m gonna cry over that, baby.” Nick’s voice was thick, his face now covered in a steady stream of tears. “I’m gonna cry over you breaking my heart.”

“Boyfriend?”

“Don’t make fun of me.”

“You have a boyfriend?” Since when did Nick have a boyfriend?

“Apparently I don’t anymore.” Nick’s voice caught at the end, a sob escaping his mouth.

“I— I’m your boyfriend?” Were you an idiot? Had you been dating Nick this whole time? You reached out to grab Nick’s face, wiping tears with the pads of your thumbs. “Nick. I am genuinely asking you: am I your boyfriend?”

Nick gaped at you. “I— yes? I thought so.”

You floundered for a moment, surveying Nick’s face for any sign of insincerity. Instead, all you found was wide-eyed hope. In lieu of any verbal response, you pulled Nick’s face to your own, kissing him with all you had, all the twisted aches in your stomach, all the blind hopes in your heart. You guided Nick back down, settling on top of him as your kiss deepened. The only thing you could think was NickNickNick.

“Mm.” Nick lightly pushed you back, separating your lips so he could talk. “You really didn’t know?”

“You never said anything. I don’t even know if you liked me like that, I thought we were just… hooking up.”

Nick stroked a thumb over your bottom lip, blowing a soft breath of laughter out of his nose. “Baby, I’m almost embarrassingly in love with you.”

“I didn’t know. You never… I didn’t know.”

“I guess I could have been clearer. But I thought when we started actually going on dates…” Nick trailed off, cheeks flushing.

You groaned and dropped your forehead to his chest. “You know damn well people now go on dates and have sex casually. How was I supposed to know we were serious? I thought we were friends who hung out all the time and then had sex.”

“Yeah, my love, that’s what dating is.” A beautiful laugh bubbled out of Nick, a bit watery from his crying, but still so lovely and bright.

“Okay, well, that makes it a lot easier to turn Curtis down.”

“I may not like that he went after my boyfriend, but without him, you may have just assumed we were platonic best friends who kiss for the rest of our lives. Our grandchildren gather round to hear our love story and you’re like ‘he’s just my friend, he doesn’t like me like that.’”

You raised your head and grinned wickedly. “Grandchildren?”

Nick smiled back, soft and glowing. “Oh yeah, we’re ride or die besties. May as well go in on one headstone, purely for financial purposes. And one last name too. Again, for financial purposes.”

“You proposing?” Just joking about it made your stomach do several backflips.

“Nah, not yet. We have to at least buy our own house first.”

You chuckled. “Hey.”

“Hm?”

“I’m embarrassingly in love with you too.”

You settled back onto Nick’s chest, resuming your skimming of his stomach, listening intently to Nick’s heart race. Despite having been in this exact position ten minutes prior, you felt lighter now, none of the trepidation and insecurity remaining.

Nick wanted you — loved you — as so much more than a friend with benefits, and you had never been happier.

#nick sturniolo #nick sturniolo fanfic #nick sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x male reader #nick sturniolo fanfiction #sturniolo triplets fanfiction

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ambi-kiko · 8 months

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here are some tma food hcs bc AAAA

i think that jon gets hungry for real food, too. but its more of a deep hunger? he actually needs food less and less and eventually just doesn't need to eat, but he still can and he still gets hungry, when he lets himself be relaxed enough to realize what his body needs

hes a great cook and at the safe house, cooks amazing meals and bakes warm loafs and all of martins favorite meals

jon sometimes gets hungry and doesnt let himself eat bc he doesnt feel human enough and feels like he doesnt deserve it

martin notices that last one and tries his best to make something jon likes

i think that martin is the best at making tea, really excellent at making classic chocolate chip cookies, and just awful at anything else in the kitchen. he still tries his best, and jon eats everything he makes

lonely!martin loses a lot of weight bc he leaves the office less and less and doesnt care for himself as much

jon is the only one who notices this and starts putting out a little tray of homemade biscuits near the tea in hopes that martin grabs some

when theyre in the safe house, jons #1 priority is to figure out martins favorite meals as subtly as he can to get martin to stop starving himself accidentally out of habit (he actually wasnt subtle at all, but martin found it endearing so he played along)

Melanie wanted to be a baker when she was younger and got really good at making treats. Her first youtube channel was for baking

Georgie cooks and Melanie bakes and they always call eachother the better chef

georgie is pretty good at cooking but she isnt exceptional by any means. melanie is excellent at baking, but she considers it pretty useless because "you cant live off fancy cakes and meringues"

daisy says that she knows how to cook and for a pretty long time basira believes her bc you cant be that buff if you dont eat

one night she comes over and finds that all that daisy has been eating is frozen meals

basira is fine at cooking (enough to live off of), but she cooked the best meal she could in hopes to inpress daisy

daisy had so little actual ingredients that basira rly struggled but it was amazing. daisy didnt notice bc she was too tired. she crashed on the couch and basira left after tucking her in. daisy was pissed at herself for not appreciating basira

after that, she stops eating frozen meals and tries learning to cook. shes really bad at it at first and almost gives up multiple times, but wants to be able to cook for herself (its really for basira but she wont admit it)

tim is the cook and sasha cleans up after

he feels bad making her clean but she insists bc "cooking is so much more useful and time consuming" and that he should "let her be useful"

tim always helps out in the end and they often end up dancing together in the kitchen

tim gets this weird feeling of loneliness when certain songs come up when hes cleaning the kitchen alone after not!sasha

peter leaves homecooked meals at elias' desk when he has his back turned (he starts with warm foods, but realized that they always turn cold and that isnt very pleasent, so he starts bringing salads and poke bowls)

if i missed anyone, lmk! i could continue w these for a while but im blanking on other characters and i dont want to go on too long in 1 post so see ya later!

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akutasoda · 5 months

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hi! It’s been awhile and I was playing a game and got an idea! How would Bsd men react to an enemy whose ability is with every time they kill a person the reader themselves can move faster..and every attack they do will hurt more? Reader is a hazard is basically laughing their head off while gaining kills left and right

-🌀 Anon!

what are you?

synopsis - what happens when the enemy is as dangerous as could come

includes - atsushi, dazai, chuuya, verlaine

warnings - gn!reader, heavy violence/mentions of killing, descriptions of blood, slight dehumanisation, wc - 1.8k

a/n: hi hi! it has been a while, hope your doing okay however?

atsushi nakajima ★↷

an easy mission was what he had been told. a simple situation diffusion along the ports, one that had occurred between the port mafia and some underground gang. why the agency was involved made no sense but from a reasonable perspective perhaps it was just to keep peace.

no matter the reason, he had been assigned the mission as it wasn't to take long and no one accompanied as it was just seemingly a few low grunts. so he had no reason to be as nervous as he was, yet he couldn't shake the pit of dread tightening in his stomach.

something was off and he couldn't quite figure out the reason. even arriving on site the situation seemed very insignificant and meaningless. diffused within a short while. but it seemed off, like someone was watching him. and before he knew it more mafia members made their way over.

they seemed to off horribly misinterpreted the situation, assuming the agency was the reason for whatever had transpired. now instead of low ranking grunts, he was faced with higher ranking grunts but that wasn't the only issue. members of the other underground organisation had also arrived.

but worst of all, he could finally pinpoint the source of his dread. the first sign came in form of the still mafia grunts watching as a member of the other organisation was killed in a couple fell swoops. atsushi turned around just in time to watch another fall in less time. and another. and another.

the group ensued into panic at the termination of it's members and tried fleeing, forgetting any petty argument. tried. atsushi's hairs stood upright as he heard a rather horrific laighter echho throughout the port. each member being slaughtered in less time and effort than the last.

he'd never quite seen anything like this. and in complete honesty it was horrifying. laughter seemed to ricochet off the surroundings as blood coated the floors. he couldn't move. as much as his instincts told him to run, to seek safety he couldn't. fear grasped each and every one of his limbs rendering him immobile and only able to witness the execution happening before him.

what scared him the most wasn't the bloodbath, wasnt the laughter but the following silence. the same pit of dread now rising in his throat. his eyes locked in place of the figure standing over the graveyard of bodies. he locked eyes with you and that's when he could finally take off. the fear activating his flight and he'd never ran faster.

the only thoughts occupying his mind was how vile an ability you possessed and how sinister you were to weild it in such way. he'd prefer never seeing you again.

osamu dazai ★↷

he'd like to think he was prepared for every situation. he knew he wasn't but that wasn't for others to know. and being prepared meant that going into battle he would know exactly who the enemies were. another extent of his planning considered the fact that he thought he could never encounter an ability that shook him. afterall he could just nullify any.

but that could change rather quickly with a moving target, getting faster still. so when the agency threw him and a few others a new case that would most likely end in conflict, he thought he would be prepared. especially with his colleagues at side.

yokohama territory was a rather complex thing. it seemed simple but it really wasn't, the port mafia didn't have 'port' in the name for nothing. but some really couldn't understand that and even so it seemed weird that the conflict involved a different group at the ports.

while it was weird it wouldn't be solved by sitting around and thinking about it. so with confidence, he and his colleagues welcomed the conflict when no other option was viable. but there was something different. something was off, an outside factor looking to disrupt.

but no matter where he looked or what happened, he couldn't find the reason for it going wrong. they weren't noticed at first. bodies of the enemy dropping seemingly due to exhaustion - afterall the agency would rather not kill opponents. but it wasn't until red soaked the area that they stopped.

both sides looking equally confused but the opposing group looking more horrified at the deaths of their members. then another fell. dazai and his colleagues immediately went on guard but dazai could feel dread building in him. for the first time in ages.

and as another fell in quicker time he knew exactly what was up. this was now life or death for the agency so it was most tactical for him tourge his colleagues away into safety. not the graveyard the area was about to become. and he was right, bodies dropped left and right within inhuman time.

now it seemed more logical. this was port mafia turf, of course any conflict would be resolved by them. but he didn't think they'd so quickly resort to you. every urge in him knew he'd never be able to nullify your ability in quick enough time to stop you slaughtering everything around you and so he and his colleagues took off.

he knew a fight he wasn't destined to win and while he did like the idea of dying he knew you'd make it painful for him. and even in his rare state of fear he couldn't help but look back. loom back just in time to meet your gaze riddled with bloodlust as the sound of your bone chilling laughter echoed the now desolate land.

chuuya nakahara ★↷

he'd always appreciate a good fight. he enjoyed being in them aswell. a new way to test his skills and yet still show silent awe at the skills that could rarely impress him demonstrated by opponents. and plus, fighting for him was rather fun.

that's why he never really had issue with being sent on guaranteed conflict missions. while he did sometimes roll his eyes or scoff at being sent on so many, he did always enjoy the conflict in them. and he wouldn't say he was arrogant, but he was rather confident.

and that always shone through in his fights, he had confidence in his skills and ability and that rarely wavered. he'd read somewhere in the file that the group they were meant to experience conflict with had some sort of secret weapon. something that brought them a terrifying reputation, one that chuuya scoffed at.

he doubted that it could be something truly terrifying and that was what he was wrong about. and he knew he was wrong, he knew the minute he watched a handful of port mafia grunts fall in no less than a few moments. an event that was followed by a maniacal laughter that truly put fear into chuuya.

his body no longer wanting to fight, well he still did as he rarely backed down from one but he was happy to make an exception as something felt off. another group fell in less time and he could see the smirk of the original opponents as they fled the scene.

he heard the laughter yet again and thsi tome narrowly doged what would've been a fatal blow as the group of grunts behind him fell in a small movement. corpses now mostly made up his backing group and he knew he'd have to flee. but he really couldn't.

the fear demanded that he run but his fight or flight was still saying fight. even as your laughter sent shivers down his spine as he finally caught a glimpse of you slaughtering the rest of his group. even as he finally locked eyes with you standing opposite him. would it of been cruel for him to call you inhuman?

paul verlaine ★↷

the king of assassins. a title bestowed to him and a title he took seriously. no job that he was given would be taken lightly when he had that title. he prided himself on being good at his job, quite a bit of his confidence also came from that and therefore he would always prove that he was worthy of such a title.

against better judgement, he always looked to take the best action appropriate when a new job was tossed his way. he needed to know the ins and outs of the person or people involved and aware of any outstanding abilities that could cause an issue. so when your file was tossed at him he acted the same.

but it became apparent bery quickly that you're job was entrusted to him for a reason. no information. just a loose alias and last know location. that's what he was given and from that he had to still fulfill his job and if anything he saw it as a challenge. call him arrogant, but no regular assassin could perform such a job.

he had very quickly tracked down a lead. a lead that led him to your next expected location. he had no clue what ability you held, he had a hunch you had one however, nor did he know much about you. but he didn't care or atleast he didn't. not until he started waiting for you.

an unusual sense of dread filled his very being and no matter how much he tried to shake it off, he couldn't. he tried pushing it to the back of his mind but he really couldn't. and it only worsened even though everything was going as intended.

the group you were confronting had arrived yet no signs of you. the only sign of your arrival was the swift execution of a quarter of the group. verlaine was caught off guard, there was no way that was your doing. but he was corrected when you performed the same action yet seemingly quicker.

your laugh made his blood freeze. he understood now - why you had no information, why he was entrusted your file. and so he acted quicker than he'd like, but you were quicker. avoiding his attack and slaughtering the rest of the group in seemingly the same action.

you laughed again and it felt more of a direct laugh at him. you were no human anymore. your ability made you nothing but a weapon. he dared call you less human then he was and yet he still had a job to do. he had no doubt you're horrific ability and mind could end him swiftly but he didn't care. you weren't human anymore, so why should he treat you like one?

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professionalsimpforgeorgeweasley · 2 months

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What They'll Say About Us

Ghosts That We Knew

"The ghost that we knew made us black and all blue but we'll live a long life. And the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view." - Mumford and Sons

Pairings: Spencer Reid x Fem Reader

Summary: you look back on old times with Spencer leading all the way up to when you reunited with him after your falling out.

Warnings: mentions of sexual assault, angst, allusions to toxic/abusive relationships, fighting, underage drinking, mentions of Spencer reids season 5 boyband hair 🤭, crying, let me know if I missed anything else!

What They'll Say About Us (Masterlist)

it wasnt always easy having a best friend like Spencer Reid, especially when the both of you were polar opposites. While Reid was busy attending Caltech at the age of sixteen you were on the cheer squad and attending parties at your local highschool. But even though you both were on different paths in life Spencer never failed to visit whenever he could.

One of the most vivid memories you have with Spencer was when he surprised you during a football game. You remember saying one of those cheesy cheer chants and making eye contact with Spencer in the bleachers. He hadn't told you he was coming to Vegas for the weekend so you were completely ecstatic. You wanted to run and hug him but you knew you would have to wait until the game was over.

And as soon as you could you gave into your temptations and ran straight to Spencer in the parking lot, you had practically tackled him and almost dropped all your things in the process.

"Spencer you didn't tell me you were coming to town!" You stared up at him while still engulfed in a hug, refusing to let go.

"I was planning on visiting my mom and I thought I would surprise you" he smiled. It always amazed you how much warmth you were able to find in his smile.

"I wish you would've told me, I would've cancelled my plans tonight." The realization hit you that you had promised you would go to a party with your boyfriend after the football game.

"That's fine I just wanted to see you before I headed home but I'm sure we could hangout later" his smile turned somber and you could tell he was disappointed but he would never say it. "I'll pick you up tomorrow yeah?"

"yeah" you answered but the honk of your boyfriends car behind you made you quickly jump away from Spencer. "I'm sorry I have to go now but I'll see you tomorrow." You said giving him one last hug before running to your boyfriends car. If you would've known then what you know now you would've cancelled your plans and left with Spencer that night. But back then you were too young and naive to sense the danger you were in.

Spencers phone had started ringing at around two in the morning. He was fully prepared to hang up what he only assumed was a spam call until he saw your name illuminate the screen. "Hello?"

"Spencer I need you to come pick me up." He could tell you had been crying and you sounded scared by the tone of your voice. "I-I don't know where I am but I just want to go home. Can you please just come get me."

He shot out of bed and threw on a hoodie as he grabbed his keys "I'm on my way can you try to tell me what you see so I can figure out where you're at? Do you see any street signs or anything?"

"I see a seven-eleven and I can see a street sign but it looks really blurry I can read it Spencer I'm sorry." You started sobbing into your phone and Spencer knew he had to find you soon.

After a few minutes later he turned down a random street and saw you standing there on the corner. You turned around immediately recognizing his car. You were wearing shorts with a halter top. Spencer noticed that your hair was messed up and your makeup was faded with only your running mascara being shown under your eyes and on your cheeks. You had clearly been walking around probably trying to find Spencer yourself.

He parked the car as quickly as he could and ran out to hold your stumbling figure. "What happened?"

"He hurt me Spencer." You were slurring your words. "He saw us together a-and he got drunk then he said I was a bad girlfriend and that I needed to show him that I could be a good one." You started crying yet again but Spencer just kept holding you "I told him I didn't want to, I told him I've never done that before but he didn't stop. I told him to stop Spencer but he just kept going. I was screaming and crying but he just wouldn't listen."

Those last words were all Spencer needed to figure out what had happened. As he held you in his arms he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt in his heart. Maybe if he had never surprised you this wouldn't have happened. Maybe it was all his fault. It was his fault you were hurt. He wasn't able to keep you safe.

He tried not to think about it too much as he tried to make sure you were okay and drove you back to his house. He had successfully gotten you inside, brushed your hair, wiped off your makeup, and changed you into some of his clothes to sleep in. After that weekend he left Las Vegas and never told you when he was visiting again. If it made your life easier he could live with communicating only through phone calls and texts.

The next time you saw him was at your wedding. You were both new agents at the FBI but in totally different departments. Spencer had joined the BAU while you joined the Sex Crimes unit. But you still hadn't seen him in person since you were both sixteen years old.

"Your oddly calm for somebody who is about to get married within the next hour." Your sister Ellie stated as she watched you adjust the straps of your dress.

You turned around to look her in the eyes. "Is it weird to not be excited or nervous or even be feeling anything?"

"Technically nervousness if your body's natural defense mechanism to your perception of what could be a dangerous situation. It's apart of your fight or flight reactions so no not being nervous isn't weird at all." Spencer explained as he popped his head out from behind the door.

"Spencer did mom let you up here?" Ellie asked surprised by his presence. "She has Y/N's room on total lockdown."

"Actually when I saw her she was near one of the groomsmen with a huge glass of wine in her hand so you might want to go check on her." He gave Ellie a tight lipped smile to which her expression dropped and she ran out of the room.

"I swear ever since dad passed that woman has no shame in public settings." You gigged after Ellie left.

"So Y/N are you sure your ready for this?"

You groaned at Spencer's words knowing exactly what he was trying to to imply. "Spencer I'm not doing this with you especially not today of all days."

"All I'm saying is this is a guy you've caught cheating on you multiple times. Are you sure your even going to really be happy with Matt or do you just like the idea of getting married and playing house?" You both sat in silence and you let his words fully sink in. "All I'm saying is if you wanted we could leave right now and you wouldn't have to explain anything to anybody."

"Spencer I love you so much and I know your just trying to help but I'm a grown woman and I got this you don't need to worry." You sighed "I just need you to be my best friend right now and walk me down that aisle."

He nodded at your words but his heart was slowly shattering. There was so many things he wanted to say to you but he decided that it was better to leave them unsaid. He was unable to keep you safe yet again and that just wasn't something he could live with.

"Hey Y/N they're ready for you guys to come down" One of your bridesmaids informed you though the door.

You and Spencer walked down to the venue in silence. The only time he spoke up when when you both reached the aisle to tell you that he thought you looked beautiful and he was happy for you. As you started to walk down the aisle you could only feel your heart racing. Part of you wished you could just walk with Spencer forever because as soon as you reached the end of the aisle and let go of him you realized that you were also letting go of a part of yourself.

The priests words started to blur in your head until he asked if anyone had any objections to your marriage and you watched Spencer stand up and walk away from his seat.

"I'm sorry I'll be right back." You said before running after him. Your fiancee Matt tried to grab your arm but you just pulled away and kept going.

"Spencer what the hell is wrong with you? We're you really just gonna get up and walk away and expect me to not say or do anything about it!" You screamed as you chased after him.

"Y/N I can't sit there and watch you marry that guy knowing that your not happy but you can't even admit it to yourself! It's my job to protect you and I can't stand the fact that I can't do that right now!" You had never heard Spencer raise his voice until now.

"Spencer you can't keep carrying around whatever guilt you have about what happened when we were sixteen! Either you can suck it up and deal with the fact that I'm happy and I don't need saving or you can leave and don't bother talking to me again." You felt tears wanting to fall down your face but you weren't about to give Spencer that satisfaction of crying.

Without anymore words Spencer walked away leaving you broken. You wished you would've just been brave enough to tell him the truth that you weren't happy and that you should've left with him earlier but you were too scared.

You had a bittersweet feeling in your stomach as you said I do. Now you were trapped with no savior in sight because you had just sent him away forever not knowing if you would ever see him again.

"So you've been with Sex Crimes for the past seven years?" Agent Hotchner questioned.

"Yes sir"

"Your file is quite impressive and I think you could be a great addition to the team." Agent Hotchner beamed at you after setting down your file. "How do you feel about starting immediately? We were just given a case that we need to go debrief."

"I'm ready whenever you need me" you smiled feeling the need to be a people pleaser when it came to this new job. Hotch quickly led you out of his office and into the debriefing room where you were greeted by a flock of new faces none of which were that of Spencer Reid. You were scared when you had been offered a job at the BAU, worried about seeing Spencer again after all these years. But now it was very clear that you had just taken his spot on the team and that was perfectly fine with you.

"Everyone this is Agent Y/L/N and she will be joining the team." Hotch announced before you both took your seats. "Y/N these are Agents Morgan, Jareau, Prentiss, Rossi, and Garcia"

The blonde woman next to gave you a warm smile "You can call me JJ. If you don't mind me asking how old are you, you seem very young"

"I'm twenty nine." It was intimidating having coworkers that were older than you, you couldn't imagine how Spencer had felt when he first joined the team.

"Looks like pretty boy isn't the youngest member of the team anymore." The guy who assumed was Morgan chuckled next to you. You found yourself puzzled by who he was referring to when he said pretty boy.

Hotch looked behind you clearly confused. "Speaking of Reid has anyone seen him today? We're just waiting on him to start this debrief." Oh.

"Honestly he's been acting funny ever since he got that boyband haircut." Agent Prentiss said as she muffled a laugh across from you.

And just as if he was waiting for his queue Spencer walked in. He looked older now, slightly more handsome. And Prentiss wasn't joking about the boyband haircut, to be frank you would be lying if you said you didn't find it attractive. You had so many feelings running through you it was overwhelming.

"What the hell are you doing here." He deadpanned as soon as his gaze met yours.

"I'm a member of this team now Spencer." You tried to keep your composure but it was hard considering you hadn't seen or spoken to him in seven years.

"Hotch could I speak to you privately." Spencer completely ignored your words. To this Hotch nodded as they walked to his office together.

"So what's the deal with you and Spencer because I have never seen him act that way." Rossi questioned.

"Well we sort of grew up together and then when I was in highschool there was an incident and Spencer blamed himself and we didn't see each other for years until my wedding where we had a fight and we haven't spoken in seven years." It was weird to explain to a bunch of strangers but these people made you feel oddly comfortable.

But there was something strange about the look Gracia had given you. A look of sadness and understanding. You had heard about her technological skills before and you had no doubt that she was currently taking the time to search through your personal information. After all you would probably do the same thing if you could. You also had no doubt in your mind that she had seen the police file from what happened that weekend and read that part where you explained how Spencer picked you up after that party.

Spencer and Hotch had walked back in pulling you out of your thoughts. The nasty look that Spencer gave you as you sat down made you feel so small and you were starting to wonder whether taking this job was the right choice or not.

A/N: this one was definitely a lot to unpack. There might be some grammar and spelling mistakes and I sincerely apologize if there are. I didn't go into too much detail about the readers sexual assault and I don't think I ever will because it is not something I've experienced first hand and I would hate to insult people who actually have by accident. My heart goes out to survivors of sexual assault and if you have experienced sexual assault don't be afraid to report and ask for help. I hope y'all enjoyed this and I'll see you guys at the next part.

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fikefries · 1 month

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Request for John b: reader finds out she is pregnant and is scared to tell John b because they are still teenagers.

tides of change

thank you for the request! i hope this was okay!

tears welled up in your eyes as you stared at the pregnancy test resting on the bathroom counter.

positive.

the word seemed to echo in your mind. you had been feeling unusually tired, battling waves of morning sickness for the past week. so, you took the test just in case, never truly expecting it to confirm your worst fears.

this changes everything.

you collapsed onto the cold tile floor, consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. fear, uncertainty, and a sense of overwhelming responsibility washed over you. you and john b were just teenagers, you havent even graduated high school, and now this unexpected change is going to alter your lives completely.

sobs racked your body as you realised what this would mean.

how were you going to tell john b? how would he react? would he even want to be a part of this?

but amidst the chaos of your thoughts, a small voice whispered a glimmer of hope. maybe, just maybe, this could be the start of something beautiful, the start of a family and a life with the boy you loved most.

with a shaky breath, you pulled yourself up from the bathroom floor, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks. you had plans to meet john b at the chateau later today, as he wanted to go on a beach day. despite the turmoil raging within you, you knew you had to face him, to share this together.

summoning every ounce of strength you had left, you gathered yourself and began to get dressed, preparing yourself for the difficult conversation that awaited you at john b's house.

when you reached john b's house, he was already sat in the driving seat of the pogue, waiting for you.

"what took you so long babe?"

"just slept in sorry baby"

you felt bad about lying to him, but you just werent ready to break the news, it wasnt the right time.

once you reached the beach, john b took your hand and pulled you onto the shore as you both undressed, a light blue bikini top paired with beach shorts adorning your body, while he was shirtless with board shorts on.

as you stepped out into the sunlight, uncertainty loomed on the horizon, but deep down, you knew that whatever the future held, you and john b would face it together.

the salty breeze carried whispers of change as john b and you stood on the windswept beach, your laughter mingling with the crash of the waves. summer stretched out before you, a canvas of endless possibilities.

you fidgeted with the hem of your shirt, your gaze fixed on the horizon. your stomach tied in knots with a secret you couldn't bear to keep any longer. with a deep breath, you turned to face john b, the words heavy on your tongue.

"john b, we need to talk," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

john b's easy grin faltered as he sensed the gravity of your tone. "what's up?"

"i... i don't know how to say this," you began, your heart pounding in your chest.

"i- ive been feeling tired and ive had morning sickness for the last 5 days so.."

john b softly took your shaking hand in his in an attempt to calm your nerves.

"i took a test this morning, and... and i found out that i'm pregnant."

silence stretched between the two of you, the crash of the waves echoing in the stillness. john b's expression shifted from confusion to shock, then to a whirlwind of emotions you couldn't decipher.

"pregnant?" he repeated, his voice barely a whisper.

you nodded, tears welling in your eyes. "i'm scared, john b. we're just teenagers, and... and i don't know what to do."

without a word, john b closed the distance between the two of you, his arms enveloping you in a tender embrace. he held you close, his touch a comforting anchor amidst the storm raging within you.

"hey, hey, it's gonna be okay," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear. "i'm here for you baby. we'll figure this out together, i promise."

you shifted your head to look up at him, desperately trying to read his facial expression.

was he sad? did he regret it?

instead, you saw a smile beginning to form on his face.

"im going to be a dad" he stated

"i love you so much baby, im so lucky that you will be the mother of my kids- if you choose to keep the baby i mean, its all up to you my love"

he looked down at you with a wide smile plastered on his face

"plus you'll look hot as fuck in maternity clothes"

you giggle and lean into him, catching his lips in yours.

feeling the steady beat of his heart against your chest, you leaned into his embrace, your fears momentarily forgotten in the safety of his arms.

as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the beach, john b pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering against your skin with a tenderness that spoke volumes. amidst the uncertainty of your future, you found comfort in the unspoken promise of a love strong enough to weather any storm.

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maelovescashew · 10 months

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When we meet- ✿Ellie Williams

PAIRING — neighbor!ellie x reader

SUMMARY — you and your family just moved in to this nice house. little did you know it would come with a hot neighbor.

CW — smut, mdni!! risky sex, almost getting caught, cum eating, oral, fingering, hickeys r!receiving, acting normal after. sub!reader dom!ellie

A/N — this is my second piece but this time i actually planned so its not js made up as i go😭

part two

you were so excited to be moving into your new house. your old neighborhood was unsafe, and there were many problems that came with living there. it was hot outside, so you were wearing shorts and a tanktop.

as you were getting one of the last boxes from the moving truck, you saw your (assumed) new neighbor staring at you. she had green eyes, auburn, short hair, and a pretty tattoo. you flashed a smile and waved at her before picking up the box and bringing it inside.

you were already thinking about your new neighbor when you haven’t even said ‘hi’ to her. fucking disgusting. you weren’t the only one in the wrong here, though. ellie couldn’t get you out of her mind either.

you had overheard your parents talking outside, and you were going over to the neighbors house that night for dinner. you were nervous as fuck. you haven’t even met the neighbors and you already had a crush on their daughter. this was going to be a long night.

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there was 30 minutes until you had to be at your neighbors house. apparently they were the millers, all besides ellie. you learned this by stalking overhearing your parents conversation. you were nervous and you couldn’t find anything to wear.

you had finally decided on something to wear. it was a short, flowery dress. you figured it would be your best option since it seemed nice and they were welcoming you into their home.

you made your way downstairs as your family rushed you to get your shoes on. you slipped your shoes on and made your way out of the door, following behind your family.

as you made your way to the front door of your neighbors house, your mom knocked on the door. your new neighbors opened the door with welcoming smiles on their faces.

“hello! welcome in! im joel, this is tommy, maria, and ellie.” the older man says as he welcomes you and your family into the home. your gaze immediately sets on ellie before you take your shoes off and have a seat at the table.

“so, what made you guys want to move here?” tommy says as he grabs the salad and passes it around.

“we were in an unsafe environment and we wanted something new and safe for our kids.” your mom says as she takes the salad and places some on her plate

tommy nods as he grabs the other food and sets it down on the table. the food starts getting passed around the table and you begin to put some on your plate as everyone starts to make conversation.

you cant help but stare at ellie the whole time, trying to focus on dinner. she was seated right next to you so it was even harder to focus and excuse your staring.

“staring is rude, pretty girl” ellie whispered in your ear. she was staring too, but she wasnt gonna admit that, not yet at least. as she spoke your cheeks flushed and you mumbled out a few ‘sorry’s before continuing to eat your dinner.

you continued to make conversation with everyone, mostly interested in what ellie was saying as she snuck quick glances at you.

you thought what you were wearing that night was simple. but to ellie, you were stunning. your hair done so neatly, and your short dress that hugged your body just right. she thought you were a fucking tease.

everyone eventually finishes up dinner, and they all make way to sit on the couch for a movie night joel and tommy had planned. maria didn’t agree and insisted that they were being too pushy since everyone had barely met.

you sat on the couch and surprisingly enough, ellie sat herself next to you. you thought she was just gonna watch the movie with everyone else but you seemed to be wrong after what she said next.

“what do you say we go upstairs to my room and ditch this movie? i promise i’ll make you feel so good, baby.” ellie whispered into your ear, voice lustful and raspy. you had no words especially because she had such a hold on you so you just nodded your head in agreement.

“me and y/n are gonna go upstairs to watch something else. we don’t want to be talking the whole time and disturb anyone else.” ellie yelled out to everyone as she led you upstairs. they furrowed their eyebrows out of confusion, but they all let it go and nodded their heads.

ellie led you up to her room and shut the door behind you. your cheeks flushed as you came to the realization that you two were alone. in. her. room. you were nervous, but you definitely did not expect what she did next.

ellie pushed you up against her door and smashed her lips against yours. you gasped softly and she took the opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth. this continued on for a few minutes before you both pulled away for air.

“fuck, babe. i didn’t know i was gonna have such a beautiful neighbor. you’ve been teasing me all night.” ellie whispers into your ear before dragging you over to her bed.

ellie slides her hands under your dress, admiring the soft skin underneath. “can i take this off?” ellie asks sweetly. you love the way shes looking at you and you’re about to nod when you realize you have barely said anything to her all night.

“please” you ask, lust overcoming your body as you feel an ache in your core. she then slides the dress down your body, lust glistening over her eyes as she does so.

she then kisses and sucks on your neck, leaving marks as she does so. she starts to kiss down your breasts and down to your panties, mumbling sweet praises as she goes.

ellie asks for permission to take your panties off and you respond with a ‘yes please, ellie’ so she does just that.

she takes a look at your glistening cunt before teasing you and kissing up your thighs. “mmh you’re so wet for me. i didnt know talking about space and dinosaurs would turn you on so much” ellie teases, bringing up what she was saying during dinner.

she runs a finger up your wet slit and you whimper, begging for the ache between your legs to be relieved. she then brought her finger up to her mouth and licked it.

“mmh, taste so fuckin’ good, babe. can i taste you more?” ellie asked with a low, raspy voice. you nodded your head desperately and murmured a couple ‘please ellie’s before she got down on her knees and pulled you to the edge of the bed. she immediately latched her mouth to your clit and started sucking on the bud.

you moaned out loudly before ellie shushed you. “shh, we don’t want to get caught princess, do we?” ellie teased and you just shook your head and covered your mouth.

ellie went back to teasing your clit with her tongue while she teased your entrance with her finger.

you were moaning into your hand until suddenly, you felt ellies finger plunge into your cunt and your eyes rolled back.

“such a good girl. being so quiet for me.” ellie murmured as she continued to suck on your clit with force. she then inserted another finger into your cunt, curling her fingers up and hitting that spongey spot inside of you.

you moaned into your hand, wanting to scream from pleasure but you knew you couldn’t. not today at least.

suddenly you heard someone coming up the stairs, but ellie didn’t stop her movements.

they tried opening the door, thank God ellie locked it. “ellie, leave that poor girl alone and come downstairs with us to finish this movie.” joel said through the door. ellie raised her eyebrows at you, as if in warning.

“n-no its o-okay j-joel im having f-fun i really- mmph. like this show. and ellie is f-fun to t-talk to” you said, your breath shaky. somehow he didn’t notice and he just thought you were just shy.

“alright then, have fun girls,” joel said through the door. you let out a relieved sigh as he made his way back downstairs. ellie hadn’t stopped her movements once during that conversation and you were so fucking close.

“such a good girl. you gonna cum baby?” ellie asked as she continued her fast and harsh movements on your cunt, fingers and tongue working together. she felt your walls clenching around her fingers and she knew you were close.

you nodded your head, but ellie wasn’t gonna take that. “nuh uh, use your words sweet girl” ellie teased as she somehow sped up her movements.

“i-im so close, ellie! ‘m gonna cum!” you whisper-screamed. ellie had a smirk on her face as she fingered you harder and sucked on your clit harshly.

“thats it, babe. cum on my face,” she mumbled into your clit. the extra vibrations added to your pleasure as your orgasm washed over you. you came on her face and fingers with a long moan i to your hand.

“thats it baby,” ellie said before licking her fingers clean and licking your juices off of her lips. she came up and kissed you deeply, causing you to taste yourself on her tongue.

“now im gonna clean you up and you’re gonna be good for me and act like nothing happened,” ellie said as she grabbed a rag to clean off your sensitive cunt.

after she cleaned you up, she helped fix your hair and dress. “ellie, what about the hickeys?” you whined and she just smirked.

she gave you some bandaids to cover up the hickeys. “we’ll just say you scratched your neck, yeah?” ellie asked, a smirk obvious in her voice. you just nodded and covered up the hickeys with bandaids.

“before we go back downstairs, i want your number, pretty girl. im pretty sure your family is leaving and i wanna… take you on a date,” she said with a smile. you happily agreed before exchanging numbers and heading back downstairs. your legs were still kinda wobbly from your intense orgasm, but you walked it off.

you walked downstairs and saw the credits of the movie. everyone looked as you and ellie made your way down the stairs. “oh my gosh what happened to your neck?!” your mom asked, concerned about what had happened.

“she just scratched it because we were laughing too hard.” ellie answered for you. you blushed and your mother calmed down. ellie looked at you with a smirk as you made your way to everyone else.

“well, we should get going, thanks for inviting us to this wonderful dinner. we’ll see you guys around,” your dad says as he gathered your family, clearly excited to see the neighbors again.

“yeah of course. we’ll see you guys,” maria said as she let everyone out, happy with how everything had went down. you walked out of the house without saying anything, waving at ellie with your cute little smile that she’d already became addicted to. she waved back and you walked back home, with a smile on your face.

you suddenly got a message, it was ellie. a smile spread across your face as you picked your phone up.

e: i miss you already, sweet girl.

ellie had texted you and you almost fainted. you knew you were overreacting, based on everything that had just happened. but you liked her a lot and you were so excited for your date.

y/n: i miss you too, els. can’t wait to see you again for our date ;)

you had already given her a nickname and she swore she was gonna blackout. it was so cute and both of you guys were so excited to see each other again, even though you were neighbors.

a/n: hi guys! hope you guys liked this and lmk if you want a part two!! also lmk if i missed anything in the warnings!! this is my second piece so i might write more if anyone wants me to.

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