#so we had to 'give her away' and it fucking broke my heart. if you know me for a damn second you know what my animals mean to me

[angelltheninth]

His Favorite Used Toy

Pairing: Valentino x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, porn work, watching, overstimulation, aphrodisiac use, marking, body cumshots, degradation, name-calling, orgasm control, eye-contact, creampie, very brief gangbang, free use, aftercare, cockwarming, protective Valentino

Word count: 0.7k

A/N: The result of horny thoughts at 3AM. I have no excuse, I won't make up excuses and I'm not sorry lmao.

All of your co-stars had their eyes on you, eyeing every inch of your naked body, but the only person you looked at was him. Valentino. You were the only one he looked at as well. Out of everyone on the set you alone held his attention. Your body, bent downwards, with three cocks already in you, your mouth, moaning before taking a fourth, your eyes glazed over from coming so many times in a row.

You kept looking at him, sitting in his chair, grinning at you and mouth one final "Come," for you to obey. Despite your body protesting from overstimulation it obeyed him, as always.

"Oh shit. There she goes again. You really want this cum huh, slut?!" The demon behind you growled out as he pushed his cock all the way in, flooding your insides with more cum. The salty taste was almost too much but you still swallowed it, much to the delight of the lankier demon in front of you.

You couldn't move when they all pulled out and moved away to give Valentino space to walk down to you. You felt his hand fist in your hair and force you to look up at him, "Hmmm. Looks like you broke her. Come here dollface." His arms picked you up and cradled you close to him. Your body bucked against him, head against his neck, your mind so fuzzy you barely registered his words. "Stop coming, you're getting jizz all over my clothes. This shit is worth more then your pussy. Or any of your holes for that matter."

His words reached you but your body wouldn't listen. You kept rolling your hips against him, "Don't stop, please more, I need- mmnh!" Valentino pushed his middle and ring finger in your mouth to shut you the fuck up. But all you did was suck on them.

"It seems like you've had a bit too much. The aphrodisiac's still in your system." He pushed you too far. His other two arms tightened around your body while the third one picked up a sheet from the bed to cover you with.

"We can take care of her Boss." One of your co-stars supplied. You shook your head and held onto him tighter. Valentino sighed, but couldn't let them know he was playing favorites.

"You had your fun with her." His sharp gaze could silence anyone instantly, except for you, who moaned upon seeing it. "Travis. Send the footage to be edited. I'm gonna take this pretty little thing to my office. No one is allowed in."

The owl demon nodded, "Understood Valentino, sir."

At least Travis was harmless. Valentino walking to his office was a bit of a blur for you, you heard him whispering in your ear, you felt his hands on you, stoking the fire deep down in your belly, rendering your hips incapable of staying still.

"Take a breather, darling." He sat in his chair and pressed you backwards by your shoulders. His heart-shaped glasses obscured eyes, but you new of the care in them. "You took a lot today."

"But Val... more..." As you grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss he didn't hesitate to kiss you back, his taste washing away the taste of cum on your tongue. Instead of salty you started to taste the sweetness. "More cock. Your cock next." You grinned up at him and rolled your hips against the bulge in his pants, "I know you wanna. You always wanna fuck me after. Claim me. Come on, what are you waiting for?"

"If I fuck you now I really will break you. Can't break one of my favorite cocktoys. I make good money of your sexy body, but I love that mind of yours too. So stop being a cumwhore and listen to me. Rest. Understood?" He used his dominating voice this time, his glasses placed away on the desk and his hands digging into your thigh.

"Yes, Val." You complied with a shaky breath.

"Good girl. Tell you what, to make sure you behave I'll give you this." Two of his hands lifted you up, the other two unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard cock. You smiled down at him, your lips parting more and more with every inch that filled your abused pussy. "There. Will that make you calm?"

You nuzzled further against him, your pussy finally feeling good again. "It's a start."

"Needy little slut." Valentino kissed the top of your head. Affection was rare for the Overlord, but not non-existant.

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[rafeandonlyrafe]

safe

words: 1.1k

warnings: home break in (not really described though), drug dealer!rafe and reader, pregnant!reader, husband!rafe

“r-rafe.” your voice is timid and shaky, so unlike what rafe is normally used to hearing. he instantly knows something is off, wrong.

“baby, what is it?” rafe asks into the phone, wishing he could see your face right now, could read the emotion in your expression.

“something uh-something happened. the police are here.”

“shit, are you alright?” rafe is suddenly moving away from the party, needing the noise of music from the live band and people talking and laughing to stop drowning out your words. “is the baby alright? did barry get caught?”

“yeah, we are both fine.” you press your hand against your stomach, the spot your baby always kicks, glad when you feel her stomp against your skin, reminding you she's okay, even if you don't currently feel like you are. “its not the business. there were some um… robbers.”

“what?” rafe shouts, knowing he probably just made you jump over the phone, but he can't help the loud reaction, needing more information, and needing it now.

“yeah they came into the house. i hid in the closet, but they found me. they didn't do anything, just shoved me a bit. they did take a lot of the jewelry you got me, i don't know what else, you'll have to talk to the police and give them a full invento-”

“shit, y/n!” rafe interrupts you. “i don't care about our stuff! i only care about you and the baby. im coming home right now.”

“okay.” you whisper over the phone. “im sitting on the front porch.”

“and police are watching you?” rafe asks, hurrying to his car, not bothering to explain to anyone his sudden leaving as he tears out of the parking lot.

“yeah, they're here. don't worry, im safe. i don't think they even had weapons, at least none that i saw.” rafe can hear you take a shuddering breath, his heart breaking that he wasn't there with you, foot pressing down even harder on the pedal to get him there faster. “the police think they broke in and expected no one to be home because of midsummers.”

you look down, rubbing your hand over your belly. “guess they didn't expect me to be home because none of my heels fit anymore and even the maternity dresses make me look like a whale.” you mean it as a joke, but it has tears flowing down your eyes, wishing you would have just sucked up your insecurities and gone with rafe. you still would have got robbed, but without the trauma of being there during the break in.

“im two minutes, baby. two minutes and you'll be safe in my arms.” rafe tries to keep his voice calm for you, but it's a struggle.

“i… i just wanna be safe.” you mutter the last words of the call, voice breaking as you begin to sob. rafe hears an officer try to calm you, but he knows it won't work, knows the only thing you need is him.

he parks haphazardly behind the police cars, fully blocking the street without a care in the world, not even taking the car keys out as he runs across the yard, sprinting until he reaches you.

“im here.” his arms are finally around your shoulders. “im here.”

you continue to sob, only lessened by pressing your face into rafes chest as he cradles you, even managing to pull you onto his lap despite your protruding baby bump.

“ive got you, princess.” rafe kisses the top of your head, continuing his reassuring words, the police officers giving you some space, but not retreating any farther than the steps leading onto the porch.

“oh my god, i was so scared.” you whine out, managing to blink back your tears enough to look at rafe.

“im so sorry baby.” rafe sighs. “i should have been here.”

“no.” you shake your head. “you had to go to midsummers. it's okay.”

“as soon as you said you weren't coming, i should have canceled it. should have never left my pregnant wife at home alone. im the worst fucking husband.” rafe knows his words aren't comforting, but he needs to make sure you know that he is the one to blame for what happened.

“what?” you press your fingers against rafes cheeks. “you couldn't have known, baby.”

“i still should have been here.” rafe leans in, taking your mouth in a strong kiss. “i love you, baby.”

“oh my god, you're not gonna leave my side for the next year, are you?” you let out a tiny laugh, the noise relieving rafe, loosening some of the tension in his chest.

“definitely not, my love.” rafe pulls you closer.

“thank you for coming so quickly.” you whisper, letting your head rest against rafes chest. “i really am okay. just freaked out.”

“don't worry, baby.” rafes voice suddenly changes tone. “the second they try to sell any of your jewelry, ill find them. they won't make it far at all. ill make sure they can never hurt you or anyone else ever again.”

you know you should tell rafe to let the police handle it, to not get personally involved in clearly dangerous men, but any man who lays their hands on a pregnant woman doesn't deserve to breathe, let alone only be punished to a few months in jail like what would no doubtabley happen if you went the legal way.

“im surprised you haven't called barry already.” you laugh softly, knowing he will be just as pissed as rafe. you came into their life and helped expand the business, turning them from lowly dealers to something bigger, better. still dealing, of course, but offering protection and other services as well.

“figure id let the police leave first.” rafe rubs your back, glad that you're slowly getting back to your jokey and sharp witted self. “before he insisted on being your personal armed guard until those guys are put in the ground.”

“yeah, once baby girl pops, im going to have to ask him to teach me to shoot. just in case anything like this happens again.” you feel bad that you relied so heavily on rafes protection, that you let yourself slack to the point where an emergency arose and you hid in the closet instead of grabbing a glock.

“hey, what about me?” rafe whines, knowing he'd never let another man teach you how to shoot, not even your joint business partner barry.

“fine.” you joke, sighing and sliding off rafes lap. “you better go talk to the police about what else might be missing. i wouldn't let them snoop around.”

you don't keep anything illicit in your house, but just in case you weren't about to give the law open access to your home.

“in a minute.” rafe keeps his arms around you, not willing to let you move too far from his hold. “need to just keep my wife in my arms for a few minutes longer.”

you look out onto the sky, the stars glimmering in the darkness of light, allowing yourself to take a full, deep breath, at peace held in your husband's arms.

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[evie-sturns]

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

summary: you and chris have a major argument, which results in you storming out of you and chris's house. he regrets everything, but it results in him saying 'i love you' for the first time.

warnings: angst, swearing, argument, crying, fluff, happy ending!

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me and chris have been dating for two months, we've never fought, i mean we've bickered, but never a real argument. we've done alot together, we have a house together, 2 cats, we've hooked up tens of times, but never said those 3 words.

'i love you'.

i think both of us are just terrified of scaring the other person away.

-

"chris! i'm home!" i say, walking through the front door as i put my purse down.

no response.

chris is sitting on the couch, my phone on his lap.

"why do you have my phone baby?" I say, jumping down next to him.

"i think we both know." his voice is filled with emotion, he clenched the pepsi can in his right hand tighter.

i reach out a hand, placing it gently on his thigh, he grabs my wrist and throws my hand towards me, my shoulder is tweaked slightly.

"don't fucking touch me!" he says, looking at me in disgust, raising his voice as he stands up.

my eyebrows furrow from pure confusion as i follow him, standing up and facing him.

"tell me whats happening christopher." i say sternly, my shoulder pulses from the sudden jolt.

chris knows when i use his full name i mean it, i don't just throw it around because of how formal it is.

chris glares down at me before slamming the pepsi can to the floor.

"all these fucking months, all these hookups, all these deep talks, everything meant nothing to you?!" he yells, my heart sinks, ive never liked people yelling at me.

i've always had an attitude, chris knows how to deal with it.

"look, if you dont open your fucking mouth instead of flaming me for something i don't even know, i'm out of here yeah?" i snap back, folding my arms.

"you're so pathetic." he mutters, pushing my shoulder back.

"stop touching me chris!" i scream. squeezing my eyes shut and clenching my fists like a toddler.

he scoffs.

a silence grows before i flop down on the couch, clutching my shoulder. i pat the spot next to me, signalling for him to sit down, hoping we can talk it out.

he takes a step back before yelling, "go call mark, cause he clearly loves you so much!" his voice cracking.

my eyes widen.

"so fuck you!" he yells, i stand up.

his cheeks are flushed his eyes are glossy, chris's bottom lip is quivering.

my gaze softens, but instantly flicks back to a harsh one as chris starts again.

"im done with you're shit y/n, go home! for once in your life just leave. me. alone." he says, his tone cold.

i've never cried in front of chris, i don't cry often and if i do, im always alone. but the way he was looking at me broke something in me.

several tears fall down my cheek as i look up at chris. the tears increase as i just stare at him, his mouth gapes slightly. his eyebrows tilt up above his nose.

i push past him, grabbing my purse and running out the door, chris is speed-walking after me, before i slam the door shut, i yell out.

"by the way chris. mark is my fucking dad." my voice shakes as the tears don't slow.

an audible gasp escapes from chris's lips right before the door shuts.

-

two days ago i stormed through the door to my best friends house, sobbing as she comforted me.

i haven’t texted chris in those two days, but he’s been spamming my phone nonstop.

I sigh, sitting my head up off my best friend, amelia’s chest. “you okay?” she asks, pausing the movie which is playing on her macbook.

“did you not hear?” i ask, adjusting my sweater

“hear what..?” she asks, her eyebrowints furrowing in confusion

“you’re doorbell just rang, i’ll go get it okay?” i say, giving amelia a warm smile as i run downstairs.

i open the door, my heart sinks.

“chris?” i say, taking a nervous step back

his hand is clutched onto a stuffed animal, and a hand picked flower, which is dropping to the side slightly now. chris’s eyes are swollen, his nose red.

“i- uh.. um.” he stammers looking around

i stay silent, waiting for him to start,

he holds a hand out “can we go sit in my car i uh..” he says, his voice cracking

chris has always said his car is his comfort place, the area he feels safest, so i don’t shut him down yet.

i take his hand “amelia! i’ll be back in a few minutes” i yell as i close the front door behind me.

the walk down the driveway is silent, i can feel chris’s hand growing more sweaty by the second. he opens the door for me, the passenger seat has a blanket on it, with a packet of painkillers resting in the middle.

“what’s the pills for?” i ask, looking over my shoulder at chris.

“your shoulder..” he says, a guilty expression plastered across his face.

i nod understandably, sitting down in the car seat.

chris walks over to the driver side, climbing inside.

he lets out an audible swallow before opening his mouth to speak, nothing comes out.

“shit.. sorry ‘m really nervous..” chris says, holding onto a pepsi can.

“i’m so sorry, for even assuming the worst. i feel like an absolute goof for thinking your dad was another person..” he pauses for a second, quickly rubbing his under eyes

“and i was just hurt, i don’t even know why i thought mark was someone else, i should’ve never touched you i feel like shit about that too, and i’ve never seen you cry, so seeing what i had done to effect you just shattered my heart, i just don’t want to loose you and i.. i” he takes in a deep breath

“i love you.”

the rest of his words don’t get through to me, my heart is fluttering, i look over at him, chris’s cheeks are flushed red as his mouth moves quicker than his brain, i lean over the centre console, shutting him up with a kiss.

after a few seconds i pull away, “i love you too christopher.”

-

i run back inside, thanking amelia and telling her everything chris said, amelia is practically crying tears of joy as she hugs me, “go go! go back to his house i love you y/n!” she says, a smile spread ear to ear on her face.

i run back outside to chris, climbing inside his car.

the rest of the conversations go like this.

“are you sure your shoulders okay?”

“chris you barely touched me.”

“no but i made you cry y/n.”

“yeah, not because of the shoulder sweetheart.”

“well i told matt and nick what happened and then ordered a private doctor to come assess you..”

“chris.”

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ayeee hope y’all like!!

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[lina-lovebug]

I'd Fight The Devil

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, FINALE

Background: The future heir of Hell is on the way! Alastor has his doubts about being a good father and Lucifer is losing his mind.

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(Y/N) Morningstar is due any day now!

That dreaded due date was getting closer and closer and honestly, Alastor didn't know how to handle it.

Of course, he was happy when he found out that his beloved was pregnant. From what he knew, sinners couldn't reproduce! But from a brief (while crying) explanation from Lucifer, (Y/N) is extremely fertile and this could continue happening or just be a one time thing.

Honestly, it broke Alastor seeing her miserable. Her swollen hoofs, going days without sleep because of their spawn kicking up a storm, and not to mention the crying. It didn't bother him that she became much needier, as he was happy to give her all the hoof rubs and cravings she desired.

Alastor felt bad because he hears her confide in Charlie, "honestly, I'm not sure I want to do this again. It feels like my body doesn't belong to me."

He's heard that some pregnant women feel that way, but the way her voice broke when she said it.

He'd never touch her again if she asked.

"Need anything, mon cher?" Alastor asked as she waddled to the bathroom.

"No, but thank you," She smiled. He had been so attentive and it made this pregnancy a bit more enjoyable.

(Y/N) hated herself. Not because she hated their child, no, but because she hated how she felt. She hated that she wasn't enjoying her pregnancy like so many other mothers, and hated how she felt like a prisoner in her own body.

But today: she'd be free.

"ALASTOR!"

A scream awoke the half asleep Radio Demon and he instantly appeared by her side, "what happened?! Are you okay?!"

"I think my water broke last nigh-ah! I'm having contractions!"

The baby was coming.

THE FUCKING BABY WAS COMING.

He instantly got them to the hospital, all while waking up the entire hotel. Vaggie shook Charlie awake, Husker threw a bottle at Angel Dust, and Niffty was frantically killing any bug she saw.

"MY BABY! WHERE'S MY LITTLE PUMPKIN?!"

Lucifer was panicking more than Alastor.

"Oh, my sweet pumpkin!" Lucifer ran to her side as she groaned at the contractions, her horns peaking in and out every time pain lashed through her body.

"Dad, it hurts."

"Where are the scrubs?! I need-!"

"Dad, isn't it the father who's supposed to get scrubs?" Charlie questioned nervously.

"But my baby needs me!"

"What I need is everyone to get the fuck out!" (Y/N) screamed, completely overwhelmed by all of it. Charlie dragged their dad out of the room, and Alastor stayed.

"I'm sorry," She began to cry, feeling horrible about yelling at him.

"You have nothing to apologize for, my sweet girl," His radio voice broke momentarily as he held her hand, "all this pain will be over and we can finally hold our child."

"I already feel like such a bad mom," She cried, "I'm supposed to love being pregnant, but I fucking hate it."

His heart ached for his sweet love. She was in constant pain but hated herself for it.

"I'd never lay another hand on you if it meant you'd never feel like this again," He confessed.

"I'll cut off anyone's hands who touch you."

She smiled at that, "I think. . .I think I'm done after this little one. Definitely need to find out if I can stop being so fertile."

But just as things were calming down, her hand tightened his, and another wave of contractions came. It continued like this for an hour, and with a few more pushes, their child was born.

And even though Lucifer tried breaking into the room, he kept away for a little while longer.

"It's a girl?" Alastor asked.

"Yes. Congratulations!"

"Oh, she's so precious," (Y/N) looked at their daughter, now resting in her arms. She had two small deer horns poking out of her soft head, a ruffle of red hair to go along with it.

"I will give you all the demon meat you desire," Alastor felt satisfied when he looked at his daughter, and felt a pang of happiness within him.

"I think I know what her name is, Alastor," she had been snooping around and found a name from his past, which would make her future husband all the more joyful.

"And what's that, my dear?"

"Manon," His smile faltered.

It was his mother's name.

He looked upon his daughter as she handed him over, her eyes opening to see the Radio Demon - her father.

"It's perfect," He smiled.

"Manon Morningstar."

When Alastor looked at her, all his doubts faded. He remembered how his mother doted on him, loving him and always being his number one supporter and just new that he would do the same for her.

"Can we come in?" Charlie asked carefully with Lucifer peaking in.

(Y/N) nodded and in came Vaggie, Charlie and Lucifer. Lucifer held two giant bouquets of roses, setting them on a table.

"Oh, she's adorable!" Charlie grinned.

"Would you like to hold her?" (Y/N) asked, and her sister happily accepted. The small demon wasn't fussy about being in her arms, just staring with curious eyes.

"Vaggie?"

Her eyes widened, "oh? Me? Uh, I mean, I don't know, I've never-"

"You'll be fine," before she could contest any further, Vaggie was holding Manon. Manon babbled at her, spit dribbling from her mouth as her hand reached up and pulled her hair.

"Okay! My turn!" Lucifer snatched his granddaughter away, staring at the baby with a happy-go-lucky smile.

"Oh you're so precious! I think you'll love duck's! In fact, it's your first toy," He squeaked a small rubber duck with wings in her face, and she began to cry.

"No, no, no, no! Please don't hate me! I love you!"

"I think mommy needs some rest, and Manon is hungry," Alastor scooped back his daughter, and Vaggie dragged Lucifer out as he cried over the fact that he is convinced his granddaughter hates him.

"She's perfect," (Y/N) sighed as she begun to feed upon her, and Alastor gave them both a kiss on their foreheads.

"You're perfect."

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[love-belle]

i should hate u !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their post break-up era is them using shady captions to communicate and the media and fans being confused.

or

for when you loved them too much. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

sequel - today and tomorrow and every day after that ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - hello!!! i really hope u like this <3 i was initially gonna do daniel ricciardo one first but i already had 1/2 of this done so i just decided to post this :) thank u sm for reading <3 i love u

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f1news y/n y/l/n and max verstappen called it quits almost a month ago and it seems like they didn't end on good terms at all. the singer, at her london show last night, threw shade at her ex-boyfriend, saying and we quote, "the next song wouldn't have been possible without this one dude who inspired it obviously. so — here's 'i should hate you'. spoiler alert, i do. thank you!" the reason for the split is still unknown but sources who claim to be close to the pair said that 'it was bound to happen — with their different goals and plans for the future," seemingly referring to the talks that y/l/n wanted to get married and verstappen didn't. both of them have yet to comment on the situation. for more details, click on the link in our bio.

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[countryclubkook]

thinking of topper’s gf cheating on him with rafe🤭

Favorite Secret

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x reader

Warnings: smut, cheating, mentions of alcohol, violence, blood, creampie, unprotected sex, P in V, not proofread

Summary: Your secret affair with Rafe almost goes terribly wrong when Topper decides to call in the middle of a hookup…almost

A/N: omg hii!! it’s been so so long since i’ve been on this account but I got a new job and a boyfriend🤭 life has been very very busy the last like year or so but I got the urge to write for my fav boy so I hope you guys enjoy this quick little fic🤍 and I hope all of you are well!

“Fuck Rafe, feels so good oh my god” you cried out, arching your back as your eyes rolled back when his cock hit the perfect spot inside of you. It was fucked up, screwing around with your boyfriends best friend, especially when Topper treated you so well. He bought you everything you asked for, took you on nice dates, held the door open, complimented you. Never did anything to hurt you…until that night, until that one party changed everything.

“Ugh come on Top, i’m begging you to just come for like 10 minutes. If you still don’t want to be there after that we can leave and just come back here, watch movies or something” you’d been begging for the last hour, it was the biggest party of the year and his best friend was hosting but he said he was too tired to go. You knew it was actually just because there had been whispers on the island that Sarah planned to crash it with John B and their new pogue friends.

As much as he swore to you he was over it, you know that wasn’t true and you were fine with it. You trusted him, after all you were the one there for him when she broke his heart the first time, having to be the one to pick up the pieces every single time he gave her chance after chance, you knew what it’d done to him and his trust. Having to risk seeing her there with the guy she cheated on him with didn’t exactly sound like such a fun time.

“Listen I love you, but I really would just rather stay in tonight okay babe? There will be many more parties that we can go to in the future” he said, giving you a soft smile and cupping your cheek with his hand. He could see the disappointment on your face and felt bad, you were obviously excited about this and here he was shutting it down over rumors.

“Okay, whatever you want to do” you let out a defeated sigh and nuzzled your cheek closer into his palm, not wanting to argue over something like this. It just wasn’t worth it and you did enjoy nights in with just the two of you, plus he was right, there would be another party by next weekend.

“Damn it” he muttered under his breath before shaking his head slightly, “Okay okay, 10 minutes and that’s it, deal?” he barely got out the last word before you were squealing and throwing your arms around his neck He wrapped his arms around your waist and let out a small laugh, the smile on your face lighting up the whole room.

“Thank you thank you thank you! We’re going to have so much fun okay? You’re not going to want to leave by the time those 10 minutes are up, this is going to be the best night ever” famous. last. words.

Everything was great, the two of you were having the time of your life. Drinking and dancing together, talking with Rafe and a few of your other friends, then you slipped away for five minutes to use the bathroom, 5 minutes. Who knew so much could go wrong in just 5 minutes.

You walked out to see a crowd forming around two people and heard shouting, you’d expected to walk over and see two guys fighting like usual. Both of them far too drunk to even make contact with the other, but instead you saw your boyfriend on top of John B, his fist connecting to his cheek over and over and over again. You didn’t even like the kid but seeing blood and spit fly from his mouth and his gurgled wails of pain made you feel bad and you knew you needed to stop it.

You saw Rafe standing nearby watching, small smirk on his face as his eyes darted from the two boys to his sister begging Topper to stop while she sobbed. You walked up to him and touched his arm to bring his attention to you.

“Y/N! What’s up?” he said it so nonchalantly, like the scene in front of you wasn’t even happening. You knew he hates the pogues, hell you know he’d let John B die right then and there and feel no remorse, but he was the only one you knew had even the slightest chance of stopping it.

“Rafe you have to make them stop, it’s over okay? If you guys wanted to teach them a lesson i think they’ve learned it so can you please make it stop?” you could see him thinking about it, his brows furrowing ever so slightly and eyes going from you to Topper and John B to Sarah and then back to you.

“Mmm, I don’t know Y/N/N…kind of feel like he deserves it don’t you? I mean my slut of a sister cheats on my best friend, your boyfriend, with that good for nothing pogue and then they have the nerve to show up here? To rub it in his face? Why should I stop them?” he cocked his head and gave you a smirk, leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket and the other wrapped around his red solo cup full of god knows what. You knew the only way to convince him was to use the one card you knew would work, the one you hated using against him in all the time you knew him.

“Because you don’t want your dad finding out about it. You’re not even supposed to be throwing parties here, what happens if a pogue ends up dead because of the party and Ward finds out? I couldn’t care less if he dies, i’m just trying to save your ass right now so please” you saw his jaw clench, watched his chest start rising and fall slowly, more heavily than before, and you knew it worked.

“Fuck! Fine, i’ll handle it” he yelled before throwing his cup on the ground and walking over to the two, by this point John B was barely conscious and it’s like Topper was in his own world. Rafe walked over and pulled him off by the collar of his shirt before ushering Sarah to attend to her boyfriend, screaming that the party was over and for everyone to get the fuck out.

People quickly dispersed, whispering to each other about what just happened, until it was just the three of you left at tannyhill. Top was still fuming, veins bulging out, sweat dripping down his forehead, chest rapidly heaving, knuckles bruised and bloody, a crazed look in his eyes. You tried to walk up to him to calm him down but it’s like he couldn’t even see you, he instead turned around and walked to his jeep before getting in and driving away, leaving you stranded.

“What the fuck?!” you screamed, standing at the bottom of the driveway watching the taillights disappear as they got further and further away.

You walked back up to the porch where Rafe was waiting, looking awkwardly at the ground unsure of what to say. What are you supposed to do in this situation other than offer them a ride…or in this case alcohol.

“I’m sorry Y/N, that was shitty of him. Give him some time to cool off and he’ll come back to his senses, if you uh, if you want you could just crash here. I would offer to drive you home but you know…” he said, making a brief gesture to himself “i’m kind of drunk so, don’t really want to risk hurting you. There’s plenty of alcohol if you want to just get drunk and pass out in the guest room, the beds freshly made and I think Sarah still has some clothes here that would fit you.”

“Thank you Rafe, that’s really sweet of you. Do you think you could um, stay with me? Just hang out here and talk, drink a little, I just don’t want to be alone right now” you sounded so pathetic, tear stained cheeks and puffy red eyes.

“Yeah, yeah absolutely”

One drink turned into another and then another, the both of you drunk and giggling while you talked. And then it happened, one little glance at his lips in a moment of shared silence, his hand tucking your hair behind your ear, and you were in his lap kissing him. His hands roaming all over your body until you were pulling away to tell him to take you to the bedroom.

Clothes flying, drunken squeals and giggles slipping out between your moans, the way he made you feel, those were the only things you can clearly remember. And then you woke up the next morning staring at his naked chest, but you didn’t feel guilty for it, instead you wanted it to happen again.

And it did, it happened multiple times a week. Topper did apologize, made up for his behavior that night, but you’d already got a taste of Rafe and now you were hooked. He never suspected anything, didn’t notice the little shared glances between the two of you when you all hung out, the way Rafe’s hand would brush against your thighs, his little whispers in your ear that made you squirm, he was just happy you forgave him. You never thought you’d be at risk getting caught until now, when you were on all fours and Rafe was thrusting into you from behind, one hand tangled in your hair and the other gripping your hip to pull you back into his cock. The both of you were so lost in pleasure that Rafe almost didn’t hear his phone going off, he quickly moved to grab it off the table and answer it.

“Topper, what’s up man?” your eyes widened, panic starting to kick in. You’d thought it was over, he knew, someone had seen something and told him, he put the pieces together, he was calling to tell him he knew.

“Y/N? Yeah she came by to pick something up, said she left it here the last time you guys were over and she had to be out this way anyway. Think she’s still upstairs” you let out a moan when he thrusted back into you unexpectedly, turning your head back to look at him with a bewildered expression. He just gave a a smirk and held his finger to his lips before moving it back to your hip and pulling you back into him to meet each thrust.

You dropped your face into the mattress to muffle any loud moans, pure bliss taking over your body each time Rafe’s cock pressed against that little spot inside your pussy, hoping the call would be over soon. And then the son of a bitch flips you over, puts you on your back and gives you that look. You know, the one that just screams ‘i’m up to no good and you’re about to hate me for this’.

“What are you doing?” you whispered, looking up at him in confusion while trying not to make a sound.

“Actually, she just came down. You wanna talk to her real quick before she finishes up and heads that way?” if looks could kill he’d be six feet under right about now, you shook your head but it was too late, the phone was by your ear and you had no choice.

“Hey baby” it came out shakier than planned and you hoped he wouldn’t question it, it was a lot harder hiding the fact you were cheating on your boyfriend when the man you’re cheating with had his cock buried deep inside your pussy thrusting into you like his life depends on it while on call with said boyfriend.

“Is everything okay? You sound a little winded babe” he was always so concerned, wanting to make sure you were okay at all times if he even suspected something was wrong.

“Better tell him you’re okay princess, don’t let him find out his best friend is balls deep inside his girlfriends pretty pussy” Rafe whispered in your ear, leaving open mouth kisses along your neck and chest.

“Yeah, just a lot of running around the house looking for my ring is a-all” you stuttered out when Rafe pushed all the back into you again, biting your lip and squeezing your eyes shut.

“Okay…well I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight? There’s this really nice restaurant i’ve been wanting to take you to, finally managed to get a reservation, and there was something I wanted to talk to you about” you weren’t even fully listening to what he was saying to be honest, you were paying more attention to how good you felt and the smell of Rafe’s cologne, the way his skin felt against yours, how your bodies seemed to mold together perfectly.

“Yea-yeah babe. Sounds great” you were about to let out a moan when long ring clad fingers found their way into your mouth and you, on instinct, bit down slightly.

“Great! I’ll be at your place to pick you up in like an hour okay? I love you”

“Great! Love you too bye” you quickly got out before hanging up and letting out a moan, digging your nails into Rafe’s back.

“Fuck baby i’m close, you want me to fill this pretty pussy with my cum? Want a little reminder that even if you’re with him, you’ll always be mine?” you could only nod, small whimpers filling the room.

A few more lazy thrusts before he pushed all the way into you and stayed there, feeling his cock twitch while he filled you with his cum. Your pussy clenching around him while you came at the same time, head thrown back and lips parted moaning his name, a white ring forming on his cock from your cum mixing with his. He pulled out after a few seconds and pulled you to your knees before sliding his cock in your mouth.

“Suck it off baby, just clean it up for me” and you did, licking every drop of your cum off his cock before he pulled out and got dressed.

You went to grab something to wipe the cum away when he stopped you.

“Nah, you go on your little date with my cum leaking out of you”

You gave him a dazed look before nodding and throwing your dress back on followed by your shoes, giving him a kiss and heading for the door.

“That was fun Rafe, i’ll call you later okay?”

“I know you will pretty girl, I look forward to it.” the smile on his face was genuine, not one that he had after a meaningless hookup, but one of true happiness. You brought out the best in him and he couldn’t even have you in any way other than this.

“Me too, I better go now. See ya” you were almost out the front door when you heard him yell your name. You turned around to see him leaning in the doorframe of his bedroom, waiting to see what he had to say.

“You’re my favorite secret”

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[bunny-yan]

Didn't Tasman always married some other girl in all the previous timelines? I think lover is justified in not trusting him one bit. Imagine if she throws that fact in his face and how all she ever wanted is someone loyal and he's never loyal to her while she always was.

You are just begging to make him angry aren't you? Our hero doesn't like to be questioned. TW: mentions of abuse, depictions of violence, language, mentions death,

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You stared. You didn’t know what else to do when he presented you with a simple ring etched with declarations of love and devotion. 

His eyes were shining, hopeful as he knelt and presented it to you.

Onlookers whispered, most stopping to witness history being made. The world’s hero was proposing to an average commoner after all. You could see the looks of disgust on the faces of his party members as they watched the tragic display. 

You felt your stomach clench painfully, the butterflies more like cicadas fighting desperately to be freed from such a narrow space. Your hands were clammy as you wrung them together, you felt lightheaded, and it took every fiber of your being to prevent yourself from passing out from pure shock. 

Why would he do something like this after the screaming fit the two of you had the night before? It was hardly a good sign that it was time to spend the rest of your lives together. Especially considering how that fight ended. 

You didn’t want to think about the bruises that were hidden underneath the long-sleeved tunic you were wearing despite the blazing temperatures. If you thought about the terrible words whispered harshly in your ear, the rough hands, you thought you’d puke and ruin this heartfelt display. 

“I know it took longer than we thought, but I wanted to keep my promise.”

An understatement. 

A fucking understatement is what it was. You’d made the promise to grow up and get married to your childhood friend in your first life. To propose talking about an age-old promise, that had been broken as far as you were concerned, felt cruel. 

Shaking your head, you tried to keep your voice soft so you didn’t embarrass him and give all of these people another reason to hate you. 

“Tasman, don’t do this.”

His eyes shined, if he heard what you said, he didn’t acknowledge it as his smile grew before sealing the nail in your coffin. 

“Will you marry me?”

Gasps echoed throughout the crowd, the throng of people desperate to push closer to see who the potential partner their savior was taking, to hear what you would say after being given such an honor. It would be a lie to say that you weren’t hurt by how unimpressed some of them were. You could amount it to jealousy and you were sure that’s what it was, but you couldn’t find it in your heart to blame them when they didn’t know that their hero was a monster disguised as a saint. And how could they? He’d kept it so well hidden, even you didn’t find out until this lifetime. 

It was cruel to abandon you after asking you to wait for him. Marrying another broke your heart, but any hope you had of rekindling anything other than a burning disdain for your childhood friend seemed impossible when your forgiveness was usurped by his selfishness to finally take what he never seemed to want before. 

The longer you stood there, awkwardly staring at him, the louder the whispers grew. 

His bright smile waned and stress began to appear on his features. Why weren’t you accepting? He’d finally done the one thing the two of you wanted. It should’ve made you happy. Why weren’t you happy?

“Lover?” he said, voice strained as he debated to stand or remain kneeling. 

You shook your head again. Overwhelmed by feelings that hit you like a freight train you whipped around before almost running away. The crowd parted to let you through, finally silent as they looked at their savior, struck dumb, still on his knees as he watched you disappear. 

It was the wrong move. 

You should’ve gratefully accepted his offer, hiding the disgusting feelings from sight until you could tell him, behind closed doors, just how you felt about even the thought of marrying him. 

Instead, you ran. It was dumb. It was stupid to believe that you would have time to process your feelings before confronting him and when a hand caught your elbow just as you reached the door to the inn you rarely got a chance to leave, the ominous feeling in your gut solidified as you looked back and stared into unquestionably angry purple eyes. 

You were dragged to your prison faster than you could stumble behind him and you winced when your knee banged on the stairs. He didn’t slow down, refusing to let you go until you were shoved inside the bedroom. 

“Do you insist on making a fool of me?”

“I don’t know what you expected me to say.”

“Was a simple ‘yes’ too much to ask for?”

It was, but you didn’t tell him that. Staring at the floor, you rubbed a hand over your face as you tried to make sense of the turmoil you’d been thrown into. 

“Where is all of this coming from?”

He grit his teeth, closing the door to your bedroom when familiar voices could be heard entering the common area. Didn’t want them to know about the trouble in paradise, even though it was clear not only from the embarrassing display but from the way the two of you would fight incessantly. About anything and everything since you were brought here. 

Taking a deep breath, he walked closer to you before holding your hands in his as he looked deeply into your eyes. 

“I thought my feelings were clear.” When you didn’t speak, he continued. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you. We made a promise to be together when we were younger and I want to make good on it.”

Looking into his eyes, you said, “You remembered.”

A lone tree in your hometown held your initials encased in a heart with his. The two of you promised that you would always be together and that when you got older, you’d spend the rest of your days in love and inseparable. 

Narrowing your eyes, you ripped your hands out of his grip. “It’s a little late.” Pacing to the window with Tasman on your heels, you said, “We made that promise ages ago. Lifetimes ago. That tree is dead if it still even exists along with that useless promise.”

“Don’t say that. It’s not too late.”

“It is!” you exclaimed, turning to face him. “I don’t love you Tasman. The days I dreamt of marrying you and spending the rest of our lives together are long gone. They were crushed after you took that vow with someone else.” 

“We talked about this,” he said, exasperated. 

“And yet I’m still angry.”

“Don’t you realize how selfish you’re being?” And here it was. “Holding on to something that happened in the past when I’m trying to make up for it now. I’m trying to make this work. To make us work and you refuse to stop acting like a spoilt child.”

Typical Tasman. Resorting to calling you selfish whenever he couldn’t comfortably paint himself a victim of circumstance. It was old news. It shouldn’t have bothered you as much as it did, but the words buried themselves in your skin, threatening to rip out every violent impulse and dig up each insecurity you tried so hard to manage.

“I’m a spoiled child and yet you can’t seem to stop clinging to me despite how much I make it clear that I want nothing to do with you. Your mistakes were in the past? Well, our love is too.”

He slapped you across the face. Hard enough to knock you from your feet. Your knees banged harshly on the carpeted floors and you held your cheek as you looked up at him. 

He wasn’t above putting his hands on you, but he’d never done it without warning, without physical resistance on your part. 

You stared at him, frozen as he glared down at you. 

“You’re acting ridiculous.” Fingers clenching and unclenching, his intimidating figure towered over you as he went on his tirade. “Have you ever thought about how I must’ve felt? Having to leave you behind? Being used as a disposable tool to fight someone else’s battles? I would’ve given anything to stay by your side, to grow up together and live a normal life, but I had to become the hero. To save the world. To save you. I sacrificed my life, my humanity to give you the chance to live freely and you’re whining about not being with me for a couple of lifetimes? I spent decades trying to forget you. Centuries! Long after you disappeared from this world. Because, unlike your existence, the hero’s fate only ends when the world does. Would you have had me tease myself with a glimpse of what happiness could have been like by coming back? Spending a single century by your side before you grew old and left me with memories of what living was?”

For all the pain in his voice, you could only think about how much your jaw ached. How devastated you felt learning of his multitude of affairs. Sure he could claim that none of them mattered, that he was doing it to forget about you, but where did that leave you? Where did it leave the centuries worth of feelings that continued to go unanswered?

Quietly, so softly that it wouldn’t have been heard by anyone other than him, you said, “It took you eight centuries to change your mind?”

You looked at him and something was off about his gaze. 

Something was wrong. 

What had changed? He’d abandoned you time and time again and only now did he return. He’d spent the last eight lifetimes treating you as a placeholder that he never planned on coming back to. What was so important that forced him to come running back?

Your mouth opened, slack in realization. It made you sick to your stomach to even consider, but you had to know. 

“Why don’t you let me go back to my life without you?”

“What life?” he said, spitting out the words as if they were poison in his mouth. “You were an orphan, wanted by no one. You had no friends,” Because of him. “You couldn’t hold down a job.” Because of him. “You couldn’t even manage to find an apprenticeship. You had no future before you met me.”

“At least let me spend eight of my lives fucking other people and we can call it even.” you snapped. You felt fear coil in your stomach at the rage that poured through his gaze as he descended upon you. Grabbing your shirt by the collar he yanked you to your feet before he got in your face. 

“You’re mine.” he said with a snarl.

There it was. 

The ugly jealousy that reared its head whenever you proposed a life without him. He couldn’t bear to live with the thought of living without you, yet he refused to allow you to live a life where you could potentially forget about him. 

You weren’t allowed to move on and experience life. He’d rather go back on his mind-numbingly nonsensical ideals and trap you by his side, even offering something you would’ve cried tears of joy for had it been one lifetime earlier, rather than let you go. 

You didn’t think your heart could break further, but you couldn’t help it as you thought of how easily all of this could’ve been avoided if you hadn’t waited. If you would have decided to live instead of wasting away again and again. 

Tasman would’ve come running back, both of you surprised and young, eyes unwearied from the knowledge of previous lives, of heartbreak and loneliness.

Of betrayal. 

Maybe the two of you would’ve argued, he would claim you broke your promise by not waiting for him and you would argue that you didn’t have to remain trapped in the same town to wait for him to finish fighting and come back to you. Maybe he would’ve gotten angry and insisted that you stay and when you refused, maybe he would’ve offered to bring you with him. Making new promises of protection, promising to help fight each others’ battles, and keeping old ones of loyalty and love.  

Thinking about it now, the idea felt like a distant fairytale. An unthinkable possibility looking at the man you no longer loved.

“You’re mine,” he repeated, reaching into his pocket. 

You panicked when he pulled out the ring. 

“To let every know, we’ll marry and make it the wedding of the century once I defeat the Demon King.”

You tried to tug your wrist out of his grip, but it was like iron. When the ring got closer, you balled your hand into a fist. You knew there was no real point in fighting him, but you had to do whatever it took to prevent this from happening. 

Irritant and unwilling to play the kind hero who would never hurt a soul, you screamed as your wrist was crushed in his hand. Your fingers splayed on reflex and he smiled when he was finally able to slide the ring on your finger.

“How lovely,” he hummed almost longingly. 

A silent chant set your wrist and he released it to allow you to curl into yourself on the floor. You felt little other than a dull ache, but you couldn’t forget the feeling of your wrist shattering that quickly. 

“Don’t bother trying to take it off. You won’t like what happens if you do.” he said before turning and leaving the room without another word. You could hear the insincere congratulations pour in, muffled from beyond the door. 

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere x you #male yandere #yandere x gn reader #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere male #ask #gn reader #yandere hero

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

I Miss You, I’m Sorry || Tom Blyth x Singer!Reader

Summary: In which after your break up with Tom, you write a song about him and fans start to speculate that it is about the two of you.

Warning: swearing, kinda toxic Tom?

Wc: 1,123

A/n: someone asked if I would do a Sabrina Carpenter x Tom fic but I thought I’d do it with Gracie Abrams instead bc I absolutely love her <3 (I don’t mention Gracie, it’s still an x reader)

Tom Blyth x singer!reader au masterlist

Divider by @pommecita

Do you remember happy together? I do, don't you?

You squeal in excitement. You had just dropped your first ever album. “I’m so proud of you, my darling,” Tom hugs you tightly as he kisses your hair. “Thank you,” You says against his ear.

That night, the two of you stayed home, ordered pizza and drank wine in each other’s arms. Tom was so incredibly proud of you, he knew the hardships you faced that year when composing the songs and everything else that was going on in life.

You felt so blessed to have had Tom by your side during the particularly rough year. “I love you,” You whisper, your breathe fanning Tom’s neck as he pulls you closer to him. “I love you more,” He whispered back as you smiled.

Then all of a sudden, you're sick to your stomach, Is that still true?

Tom felt sick in the stomach knowing what he had done. It was a simple drunken mistake that he could never forgive himself. He cheated on you. He could never forget how he absolutely shattered your pure heart, all because of his drunken actions.

You said, "Forever, " in the end I fought it, Please be honest, are we better for it?

“I will forever love you, y/n.” He says against your lips before kissing you. You melt into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck as you bring him closer to you.

“You said you’d love me forever Tom- I-I don’t understand why’d you would do this-“ You furrow your eyebrows as tears had blurred up your vision. “I’m so sorry y/n, please-“ He tries to say as his hand touches your arm but you pull away from him, too hurt, too broken.

Thought you'd hate me, but instead you called and said, "I miss you", I caught it

You pick at your fingernails as your leg bounces up and down. You were sat at your desk, alone in the house. It had been a month since you broke up with Tom. And you couldn’t help but think about him every single day.

He was your everything. You couldn’t just get him out of your head that quickly. You flinch at the sound of your phone going off, buzzing on the table as you turn your phone over revealing his name on the caller id.

You stare at it for a few seconds, contemplating. “Hello?” Your voice was quiet as you hear a silence on the other end. “Tom? Are you there-“ “I miss you,” You hear him say, his voice just as shaky as yours; you bite your trembling lip, trying so hard to hold back the tears that were threatening to come out.

Good to each other, give it the summer, I knew you too

Little did you know that that summer was going to be your last one spent with Tom. He hadn’t told you that he had cheated on you yet, but you felt a shift.

You felt a change that you tried to ignore the best you could until you couldn’t handle it anymore.

But I only saw you once in December. I'm still confused.

You saw him once in December. That was all. You didn’t know why he was ignoring you and being so distant.

You said, "Forever, " and I almost bought it. I miss fightin' in your old apartment

“Forever.” What a fucking lie. “Why are you being so fucking distant towards me!” You yell, walking into his apartment as he slams the door behind him. “I’m not! I’ve been busy with my own fucking life y/n” He screams back as you both stare at each other.

“You could still try and make an effort Tom! I’m your girlfriend!” You storm up to him, finger pointing at him as he shoves your hand away from him, walking away without saying a word. “Don’t walk away from me-“ You shout as you follow him upstairs, “I don’t want to talk right now,” He seethes, slamming his bedroom door on your face.

You stand there as you scoff. You lift your hand up to knock but figured it would be no use, so, you walked back downstairs, grabbed your things and left.

Breakin' dishes when you're disappointed, I still love you, I promise

“Why-Why couldn’t you just tell me y/n,” He pulls at his hairs as you sat on the couch, knees to your chin as you look down on the ground. “I didn’t know how to,” You say quietly, not sure if he heard you.

“Y/n,” He sternly says as you look meet his angry eyes, “I said, I didn’t know how to tell you-“ smash. You flinch, gasping at the noise of mug smashing into little bits. Tears started flowing down your cheeks as you bury your head in your arms, sobbing.

Tom breathes heavily as he realises what he’s done. “Fuck,” He walks to you on the couch, his hand softly touching your hair as he listens to you sob. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry y/n,” He whispers he sits beside you, placing a gentle kiss on your arm.

“Please forgive me, darling,” He cooed. His anger got the better of him. You look at him, teary eyed. He wore an apologetic look on his face as you cry even harder, sitting on his lap as he hugs you tight, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

Nothin' happened in the way I wanted. Every corner of this house is haunted

You stand in the living room of your house. Eyes puffy from crying, and a bag in hand with your things that you collected from Tom’s place. Looking around the place gave you flashbacks of you and Tom.

You got this house soon after you started dating Tom nearly 4 years ago now. There were so many memories made here and you couldn’t stop thinking about them.

And I know you said that we're not talkin', But I miss you, I'm sorry

You felt somewhat guilty for missing him. After all, he was the one who cheated on you. Tom told you it would be better to go our seperate ways and limit interactions with each other as much as possible.

It still hurt. Waking up and knowing your relationship with Tom ended. The one person you could confide to was no longer there for you. The one person who knew how to cheer you up after a rough day wasn’t by your side anymore.

The one person who would travel with you around the world for concerts, and if he couldn’t, he would make sure to face time you every day no matter how early or late it was for him.

#tom blyth #fanfiction #tom blyth x gf!reader #tom blyth x singer!reader #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow fanfiction #the hunger games #tom blyth angst #gracie abrams #hunger games the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tom blyth imagine #coriolanus snow angst #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x reader #tom blyth x reader #coriolanus x you #tbosas #social media #social media au #Spotify

[too-lit-for-fanfic]

I'm sorry but Grian's last stand!!! hello??!?!? My man took on a 3v1 and was fucking WINNING. He lowered all 3 of them by so much! He alone in that fight dropped Scott from 35 to 12 hearts and Gem from 49 down to 5 (+10 for killing Grian) (I've not seen Impulse's ep yet).

But like?? yes King pop OFF

He even fought until his shield BROKE, fighting till the very last minute!!

Say what you want about this man and his easy flightiness with alliances when they begin to break apart, but this man had a mission and he fucking delivered on it and we stan a committed man

He managed to hold his own against a very good PVP player and he fucking owned it

The tragedy of it? He knew he wasn't going to win. Of course he wouldn't against the best PVP player in the server, a previous winner, and Impulse who consistently performs well in these games. He was surrounded, taking and blocking hits from all directions, throwing himself into the fray when he could have just walked away and waited for a better moment. But no, taking and giving swing after swing, fighting until the very wood of his shield splinters and breaks. He wasn't expecting to win, he could never win with how low his hearts were, but he knew he could bring them part of the way down with him. He just knew Gem and the Scots couldn't be left with their abundance of hearts, and my man sacrificed himself to make sure other players had a fighting chance.

Without him, Gem probably would have won with her stacked hearts

I hope the community milks the ever-loving shit out of this moment

#how ironic is it that a previous winner looks at the most likely winner of a following game #and decides 'absolutely fucking not' #I may not win but you certainly won't either kind mentality #im so normal about this #I might have to whip together a short little story based on my interpretation of events in this scene #trafficblr #limited life #grian #3rd life #24lsmp #last life #secret life #traffic smp #traffic series #geminitay #scottsmajor #smajor #impulse #impulsesv #zombie cleo #secret life spoilers #secret life smp #the roomies #gem and the scotts

[theemporium]

Could you possibly write something for Nico where he dates shy reader and he is all lovey dovey with her post game win when they celebrate together? Perhaps she wears his jersey? Thank you for considering. 🫶🏻

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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It wasn’t that you didn’t want to support Nico, it was more so the fact the games were a lot more intense and intimidating when you were in person.

You watched every game without fail, though usually it was from the comfort of your own couch whilst you were buried in one of his hoodies. And despite what people assumed, he didn’t mind. He knew you supported him. He knew that the second the game was over, you would be on the phone to him to tell him exactly what you thought of the game, always complementing the way he played regardless of whether the Devils won or lost.

And he knew games in person weren’t really your thing. You didn’t like the attention of being sat by the glass and, even though you got along with the other players’ families and friends, it still felt a little intense to be in a suite with them for the whole game. You didn’t like the pressure of having to keep up friendly small talk during the game, but Nico knew you would because you would have felt bad otherwise. 

So, in all honesty, he didn’t mind that you didn’t go to his games. 

But there was something that made his heart want to burst out of his chest on the games you did attend in person. 

“Fuck you, Panthers!” 

Nico huffed out a laugh, shaking his head at Jack’s antics. The boy was already one too many drinks deep into their post-game celebration after—by some miraculous turn of events—thrashing the Panthers on Jersey soil with a buzzing 6-1. 

“You’re gonna get us kicked out,” Nico teased, but the boy didn’t care as he grinned widely at his captain. 

“Give it a break, Cap, go back to making heart eyes at your girl!” Jack snickered, wiggling his eyebrows at the two of you. He didn’t think Nico had let go of you since he had stepped out of the locker room. “We fucking broke the streak! We are allowed to celebrate!”

“Let him have his fun,” you said, your arms tightening to gain your boyfriend’s attention as he tore his eyes away from Jack to look down at you. His gaze softened in an instant and it made your stomach erupt with butterflies. “You all deserve to celebrate the win after the rough streak.” 

“Hm, maybe we won because you were here,” Nico teased, though there was a sincerity in his words that made you think he truly believed his own words. “Wanna come to Montreal with us?”

You snorted, shaking your head. “Today was all you, I had nothing to do with it.”

“I don’t know about that,” Nico said with a massive smile on his lips as his fingers playfully tugged on the hem of the jersey you were wearing. “We lost the last five games until my girl walked in with her lucky jersey on. I think that’s all the proof we need.”

Your cheeks burned as you glanced down at the lucky jersey in question. It was an old jersey of his, maybe one from a year or two ago. He had given it to you near the start of your relationship, when he was leaving for his first roadie since you started seeing each other. You joked about buying some Devils merch to support him whilst you watched the games and he had handed you the jersey the night before he left. You wore it for every game you watched—or at least, you tried to. 

This had been the first game in a while you had worn it since you lost it in the process of moving apartments with Nico, into an apartment big enough for the two of you.

“You hockey players and your superstitions,” you murmured, tucking your chin against your chest to hide how flushed ‘my girl’ made you.

But Nico was one step ahead of you as his hands moved to cup your cheeks, lifting your head until he could look down at your flustered face with a soft smile. “I heard kissing the captain after a win gives the team good luck for their next.”

You laughed and his expression brightened. “Yeah?”

“Mhm, an old hockey legend,” Nico nodded. 

“Well, you gotta kiss him now!” Jack exclaimed from the other side of the table. “We need the luck!”

You laughed harder as you wrapped your arms around his waist once again and grinned up at him. “I think I can get behind that superstition.”

And Nico barely gave you a chance to finish your sentence before he leaned down to kiss you, his smile pressed against yours.

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#nico hischier #nhl #new jersey devils #nico hischier x reader #nico hischier x you #nico hischier x y/n #nico hischier fic #nico hischier one shot #nhl x reader #nhl x you #nhl x y/n #nhl fic #nhl one shot

[todomochi-uwu]

Who (5/?) J. Y & S. M

Pairing: Poly! Jeong Yunho x reader x Song Mingi

Genre: Angst, Smut

Warnings: This content is for a mature audience

Synopsis: You can't remember when was the last time you spent time with them, the last "I love you", the last time any of them kissed you.

Other chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

NOTES: This was a nightmare to write, between the holidays and writer’s block, I wanted to die. I hope you like it. If you enjoy my work, please consider buying me a coffee . I promise next chapter will contain SMUT, so beware of that.

“What are you doing, Y/n?” Said Yunho as soon as he dragged you out of the club.

“What are YOU doing, Yunho? How the fuck did you know I was here?” You stumbled backwards, anxiety and alcohol are not a good combo.

“I came to talk, Minho brought me here. I have spent every single day of the last three months trying to find and talk to you, and all this time you were doing this?” Hurt in his voice, his face red and eyes glossy. You examined him for a second, deep dark eyebags sunken his eyes, his lips cracked and pale, and his once broad chest now looked thinner, bony. He looked so different, you almost couldn’t recognize him.

“It’s not like that…” He cut you off.

“Then, how is it? Because to me it looked like you were making out with your so-called best friend. Explain it to me, Y/n.”

“I don’t have to explain shit to you.” You stomped, getting closer, “You have a lot of nerve coming in here and accusing me of anything,” You jabbed your finger against his chest again and again. “We are not together. You drove me away. You broke my heart.” Tears of anger streamed down your face, and your wounded heart disintegrated with each word.

“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry, please come home with me, we can talk and…”

You turned around when you heard Han coming out of the club, Minho right behind him, following a very angry-looking Christopher.

“Bang Chan, calm down!” Said Minho.

“What are you doing here, Jeong?” Chan intervened, pushing you behind him.

“This doesn’t concern you, Chan. Please let me talk to her.” He tried going past Chris.

“Why don’t you leave her alone? She doesn’t want to see you. Fuck off.” Chan’s voice laced with venom, alcohol and rage ran through his veins, clouding his judgment.

“Chan.” The taller man tried again.

“Fuck you, Yunho. Where were you before when she needed you, huh?” Chris pushed the taller man, “Where were you when she spent every single night crying herself to sleep?” Push. “Where were you when she felt worthless?” Push.

“Chan, stop. You are drunk.” Han said.

“That’s right. You were not there, but guess who was? Me. I spent every single minute comforting her, reassuring her that it was not her fault, and helping her move on.”

“Oh, I am well aware of how much you would love for her to get over us, I’ve known it for a long time.” Yunho pushed back, “But I’ll be dead the day I let that happen.”

“Yunho, please stop.”

“I fucked up, okay? I’m not saying I didn’t, but I want to fix it. If I have to get on my knees I will, if I have to beg I will, whatever you want me to do I’ll do it. Please give me a chance.” Yunho said kneeling.

“Yunho.” You said in tears.

Chan scoffed, shaking his head, “Why should you get a second chance?”

Minho physically cringed, he knew it wasn’t about Yunho and Mingi getting a chance to redeem themselves, it was about Chan not getting the same opportunity.

“Chan, buddy, please back off.” He said while grabbing his friend by the shoulders.

Chan shook him off. He looked at you, “Y/n you know best. Please don’t go back to them.” He pleaded with what little strength he had left. But you could only see a begging Yunho on the floor, a mix of emotions reflected in your eyes, anger, fear, but on top of them was longing. He could feel his heart break all over again, he would never be at the receiving of those feelings. The door had closed a long time, and even if you didn’t know it, he did, it would never open again. He needed to get away from the scene. A knot forming in his throat, all his bottled-up love dying in his chest, he was going to throw up.

“Y/n, please come home, we can talk, we won't pressure you or anything, just please, please come home.” Yunho extended his hand your way.

You turned to look at Chan, but he no longer was there. You found Jisung’s eyes, looking for an answer in them. On one hand, your heart craved him, wanting nothing more than for him to take you in his arms. But then the more rational part of your brain reminded you of the hell you went through in the last months. Could you go back to them? And if not, could you live without them? Your best friend looked you in the eyes, worry and uncertainty filled them, but in the end, he simply nodded.

Yunho was waiting for you, silently begging for you to take his hand, to come back to them. And when you finally did, you could see the way his entire body relaxed, you couldn’t blame him, a part of you also felt at peace after all this time.

“This doesn’t mean we are back together; I hope you know that.” You whispered to him.

“I know.” He looked around for Minho, “We are taking a cab, I don’t want to bother you anymore.” He nodded back.

Jisung approached and gently embraced you in his arms. “Call me, okay?”

“Hannie, about Chan…” He cut you off.

“Don’t worry about him, we’ll take care of that.” He gave you a weak smile, before turning to his husband.

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Yunho opened the door as soon as the cab arrived, sat next to you and told the driver where to go. Your heart was almost beating out of your chest, sweaty hands gripped the ends of your skirt, and eyes that didn’t dare look away from the window.

“Are you cold?” He said, already taking his jacket off to give it to you.

“No, no, I’m okay.” Your brain made a connection a second later, “Wait, where’s…”

His phone went off like crazy, texts and calls showed up all at the same time, he pulled out of his pocket revealing the contact, “Shit.” He pressed to answer.

“Hey, Mingi, did you…” You could hear the exasperated voice of the younger man behind the phone, not being able to make out what he was saying.

“No, Mingi, I’m…” Cut off again.

“I know, but please…” Again.

“Will you …” And again.

You couldn’t help but laugh a little bit. Oh, how you missed them.

“Mingi, will you please just shut up?” He whispered, “Listen, go home, I’m on my way there.”

Mumbling.

“You can leave, umm she’s, umm she’s with me.” He said as if he couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth.

Mumbling.

“Go home, we’ll meet you there.” He hung up.

An uncomfortable silence filled the car, you didn’t know where to look, or what to do or say. Yunho was in a similar situation. Twice you caught him almost putting his hand on your knee, before remembering the situation you were in, muscle memory it must have been.

You knew the streets on your way to their place, left turn here, right turn there. A convenience store you used to walk to late at night to get ramen when you couldn't sleep. A dog park they swore you would go to with a new puppy when things “calmed down” at work. It made your heart sink to remember what you used to be, what you used to have.

So lost in your head, you didn’t notice the ride had ended, Yunho handed the driver some money and immediately took your hand, getting out of the car. The nerves getting worse each second, you could feel yourself shaking. The alcohol in your stomach bubbling threatening to make its way back up.

And then you saw Mingi.

He was sitting outside the door, his head between his knees, gently rocking himself back and forth, and you could hear some mumbling but couldn’t quite get what he was saying. He looked so small, so fragile, and while it wasn’t your fault, you couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. Without thinking you approached him, kneeling by his side.

“Hello, Mingi.” You whispered.

He had been so into his thoughts he almost fell back when he heard you. His chest went up and down quickly, trying not to choke on the anxiety, his eyes doubting who they were seeing, but he tried to compose himself. “Hey, Y/n.” His hands shifted, but he tensed to prevent them from touching you, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

A few moments went by, neither of you knowing what to say. “Why don’t we go in? We have a lot to talk about and it's freezing cold out here.” You had almost forgotten Yunho was also there.

“Okay.”

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Minho and Jisung didn’t have a clue what to say on the ride back home. Chan was in the backseat, His head resting against the window, small tears threatening to come out of his eyes, but he wouldn’t let them, not until he was sure no one would see him.

“Chan.” Jisung tried.

“Don’t, just don’t.”

“Chan, you know this is for the best. They need to solve whatever is going on…” Minho started but was quickly cut off by the older man.

“And you were so eager to help them do that, weren’t you?”

“Chan, that’s not…”

“Leave it alone, Minho. You’ve done enough.”

Jisung didn’t want to give up just yet, “Channie, please. Minho would never do anything to hurt you, but you know she’s still in love with them, and…”

“Don’t you think I know that? I have seen it every single day for the last few months. I have seen her cry every goddamn night because she missed them. I’ve seen her reading their conversations again and again. Hell, I have heard everything single fucking detail about those two, I did it then and I did it now. But tonight, for a single moment in almost six years, she didn’t think about them, she didn’t see them in me, it was only me and her. She kissed me. She wanted me. For once, she was mine again.”

Minho felt bad for what was about to come from his lips, but it needed to be done, “Then why did she leave with Yunho?” The car stopped.

And Chan got off, slamming the door on his way out.

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­The three of you were sitting on the floor of the living room. Yunho was leaning against an old couch Seonghwa had gifted you when you all moved in together. Mingi was next to a shabby coffee table you used to use as an “everything” table when you couldn’t afford anything else. You haven’t lived here in months, yet it still felt like home.

You had rehearsed thousands of times what you would say to them if you ever were in this situation. All the things that they did or said that made you die on the inside, you would cry and scream all you wanted and they would have to listen. You would tell Yunho how much you hated how cold he had turned. Tell Mingi how tired you were of him always coming home in a bad mood. Tell them how much you had missed them emotionally, and also physically, how they hadn’t stopped to look at you in months, let alone even touched you.

But as opposed to all the scenarios in your head, your mouth was dry.

“I’m sorry.” Mingi was the first who dared to speak, you wouldn’t have been able to hear him if you weren’t sitting next to him. “I’m so sorry about everything we did, I’m sorry for taking you for granted, I’m sorry about neglecting you, I’m sorry I was not there when you needed me, I’m sorry for not listening, I’m sorry for making you leave, I’m sorry for…” And so, the word vomit began, it came laced with months and months of tears Mingi didn’t know he had yet to spill.

“Okay, okay. Mingi, calm down.” You moved closer to him, wiping his cheeks.

“Nothing’s okay if you are not here, Y/n. I’m not okay if you are not here, Yunho is not either.” He pointed to Yunho.

You turned to look at the taller man, only to find him in an equal or worse state than the man in front of you, “I’m so sorry, my love.” He said between gasps.

Seeing them like this was enough to put you in the same state.

“I miss you so much, Y/n,” Yunho said while coming close to you. Both of them surrounded you, trapping you between their arms and sobs. “I’m sorry for being an asshole, for not making you my priority.”

“We will do anything, whatever you want you’ve got it, just please don’t leave again, please,” Mingi begged.

“Okay, let's talk, please?”

They both nodded and so the night began.

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“You have to talk to me about how you are feeling, you cannot bottle up and expect me to be okay with not knowing what’s going on in your life.” You said leaning against the couch, playing with Mingi’s fingers.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to trouble you.”

“It doesn’t bother me. Yeah, I may not know all those fancy law terms you and Jongho use all the time,” He giggled, “but I want to know if things are going well, if you are having trouble with a client or if you are stressed about a case, and not find out by Jongho calling me to tell me how much of an asshole you are being at work.”

He groaned, “That fucking brat always tells on me.”

“And you,” You looked at Yunho, “when are going to stop that childish rivalry with Minho? You are both grown adults, he’s married and you are engaged, for god’s sake.” You spoke without thinking.

“I’m still engaged?” He looked at you, a little smirk on his face.

“You know what I mean.” You nudged slightly. Mingi was looking at you with the same look on his face, making you blush deeply.

Between laughs and memories, Yunho’s bright look decomposed. His eyebrows furrowed and his lips tightened in a line, he straightened himself and cleared his throat, “There is one thing I want to talk about.”

Both of you looked at him.

“Back at the club, and I know I don’t have any kind of right to complain, but,” He gulped, “What is going on with Chan.”

Oh, right. That.

“Um…, I…, um…” Trying to find the right words. Mingi straightened himself, confused about what Yunho was talking about.

“We won’t be mad; I only want to know if something is going on.”

“Well, um…, Han noticed I was a little distracted tonight, he knew I was still thinking about you two. And until that point, I didn’t know if we were over for good. So…” You scratched your eyebrow, “he suggested it may be time to move on, and that Chan could help me with that.” You mumbled that last part.

Silence.

“I thought Jisung liked us,” Mingi said, trying to lighten up the situation.

“And he does, he was just trying to be a good friend to me.”

“Did something else happen?” Yunho said directly. He needed to know.

You shook your head, “No, it was barely even a kiss.”

“If I hadn’t been there to stop it, would it have turned into anything else?”

“Yunho.” Mingi tried to stop him.

“It’s not fair of you to ask me that.”

“So, it would have.”

“Yunho.” Mingi tried again.

“I don’t know, okay? I have no clue what would have happened.” Your voice escalated.

“Did you think about it?” He kept going.

“What?”

“Did you ever think about doing it? Tonight, or any other night?”

“Okay, that’s enough. You have no fucking right to reproach me for anything, we are not together.” You got up, needing to get away from him.

“I have spent every single night crying myself to sleep because you are not here, Y/n. It hasn't even crossed my mind to move on from you.” He stood up.

“Don’t act like I’m the one who fucked up like I cheated or something.” You grabbed your bag and pulled down your skirt, “This was a mistake, I never should have come here.”

That’s when Mingi saw red sirens in his head, “No, no Y/n, please. Yunho, calm down. Please, let’s calm down.” The poor thing was a mess.

“I’m not going to stay here to hear him accusing me of things that never happened.”

“Yunho’s sorry, tell her you didn’t mean it.”

Yunho’s shoulder slumped, defeated, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said. It’s… When I saw you two, I thought I had lost you. I saw all my fears from back in college coming true.”

“What fears?”

He looked at Mingi, who only nodded back. “Back when we had just started dating, we were a bit worried you felt like this relationship was… too much. You would want something more conventional. A relationship where people wouldn’t turn their heads to know why three people are holding hands and kissing. Or one where you didn’t have to answer, how does it work? Over and over again.” His voice cracked at the end.

Mingi took over, “You never told us about Chan, we found out because Jisung talked about it once when he was drunk. We worried there was something else there, some unresolved feelings, I don’t know. And that someday you would go back to him. Throughout the years that fear dissolved, but when we knew you were staying with him. Well, we didn’t know what to think.”

“Whatever I had with Chan ended the day I met you, I’ve only wanted you since that night. Why didn’t you talk to me?”

“As you’ve seen, we are not the best at communication.” Yunho let out a nervous laugh. “I’m so sorry, for all the things I said. It wasn’t my place to ask.”

You got closer to him, “I’m sorry for getting so defensive.” You took his face in your hands, caressing his lip with your thumb, “I love you, Yunho.”

“I love you too.”

“And I love you.” You said taking Mingi’s hand in yours, “but I want you both to understand things are not completely okay because I’m here. I need to know what I’m getting myself into, I can’t go back to feeling like that. I need to be sure it won’t happen again, I get you both being busy, but neglecting me is a whole other story. We’ll go step by step, okay?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Mingi, we talked about going slow.”

“I know, I know. I can’t believe you are back here.” He leaned closer, “so, can I?”

And you may be aching,

“Yes, please.” You whispered against his lips.

But you were also weak.

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[cranberryjuice-posts]

Before I get too mean

Pairings - clarisse x femme! Reader

Synopsis- you need closure, clarisse needs a good reason to fuck around

An: THERES NO SMUT JUST MAKING OUT😭🙏

For months now all you’ve been trying to do was get over clarisse. After you two had a big argument over something stupid and a dramatic breakup you done everything. You’ve madeout with other girls you’ve flirted around and even flashed someone but nothing compared.

Clarisse on the other hand Didn’t give two shits. She saw you fucking around with other campers but she knew none of them were better than her.

And you knew exactly what you were doing tonight, purposely wearing a tanktop that showed off your cleavage and a pair of sweats that showcased your hips and ass— you knew exactly what to do to get clarisses attention and you also knew how to get her riled up by flirting with one of her sisters. You figured messing around with clarisse one last time will finally give you the closure you wanted.

That’s why it wasn’t a suprise when you were in the ares cabin with clarisse pushed up against the wall and her hands tracing your hips and ass while you two kissed. She started to kiss down your neck eventually leaving hickeys.

“Ah!~ Lise stop” you whined and pushed her head away. “I fucking said no marks”

Clarisse Just rolled her eyes “You Wanna make-out but you don’t want me to leave hickeys, you wanna flirt with my sister and get me mad but don’t want me to react, you want me to kiss you like your my girlfriend but you don’t want me to say shit to you” she sarcastically spoke “at this point just ask to get together”

You just scoffed “as if we broke up because your an entitled bitch”

“Boohoo suddenly its a crime for a woman to have a personality” clarisse grinned before grabbing your face pulling you in not letting you respond.

Standing on your tippy toes and creasing your shoes in the process, you continued to kiss your ex girlfriend.

Once again clarisse started to kiss your neck trying to leave hickeys but this time you didn’t care and just let her. You grabbed a handful of her curls and tugged them knowing it would piss clarisse off because of the knots it made.

She groaned and bit you. “Ow! You shit”

“Don’t tug my hair”

“Don’t leave hickeys!”

Clarisse Just grunted and started to suck on your neck just to prove a point to you. “Just because your pissed doesn’t mean you get to take it out on me”

“Yeah Well im out of sympathy for you” you panted still messing up her hair.

—

Still pressed against the wall clarisse started to pepper kisses on your cheek while you played with her necklace.

“Maybe you should leave” Clarisse muttered “before you get mean and fuck shit up again by taking it out on me”

You giggled. “Yeah well your angry ass needs someone equally as toxic to keep you in line”

“Mmhmm maybe you should have left when silena Said i was bad news, that’s why your so broken hearted” clarisse continued to make her way down to your neck and top of your chest.

You closed your eyes and tucked some hair behind clarisses ear.

The moment was ruined however when some ares kids started to bang on the door. “Clarisse what the fuck let us in!” One shouted as the door was locked. You jumped at the noise and yelped as clarisse shoved you aside.

“Bitch”

“Just sneak out the window damn” she sighed and rubbed her lips that had your lipstick on it. She watched as you started to sneak out- before you shut the window clarisse whistled gaining your attention. “Keep it open and sneak in again tonight” she grinned and you rolled your eyes.

——

You: *sneaks in like clarisse asked*

Some ares kid who woke up from the sound of the door: “if your sneaking in to hook up with one of my siblings atleast take your shoes off and keep quiet”

——

Clarisse: *leaning on the bathroom sink watching you try to cover the hickeys she left*

You: your a fucking psycho these look like you tried sucking my soul out

Clarisse: yeah but you love me

——

Clarisse: *making-out with you with you sitting on her waist*

Clarisse: Let’s get back together

You: fuck you

Clarisse: so yes then

——

#Spotify #clarisse la rue #lesbian #clarisse pjo #wlw #clarisse x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #clarisse my beloved #pjo fanfic #percy jackson fanfiction

[glassartpeasants]

I was doing a writing warm-up and made this piece. I kinda like it and might make a fic series about it if anyone is interested. Also, I call Kid 'Eustass' in this because it felt right for some reason?

Eustass Kid/ Trafalgar Law x F!Reader

warnings: Angst, small amount of blood, cheating, slut shaming maybe? Modern Au

~~~

“Does he think I’m a fucking idiot?! Does he think I can’t see the way his eyes follow girls’ asses as they walk by?” Gripping the edge of the bathroom sink, you struggle to hold back tears as you talk to your best friend on the other line.

“What am I doing wrong (....)? I’ve done everything right! I gave him all of me, and he’s out here eyeing other women!”

“That’s just the way he is (Y/N). I tried to warn you about him. You can’t change someone who doesn’t want to change.” You bite your lip as your body shakes. Emotion overwhelmed you to the point you could no longer hold back tears.

“I don’t understand. He told me he loved me and that he couldn’t imagine a life without me. He made me a matching ring to his. He promised me that his playboy days were over…”

“Well, if he’s staring at other girls, then obviously he broke his promise.”

~~~

You're feeling a lot more numb than you thought you would. At first, you thought you’d be yelling, crying, and screaming. Asking him why? But now that you're actually hearing his moans along with an unknown woman's echoing in your shared bedroom, no tears fall from your eyes. 

Maybe your heart and mind were mentally and emotionally ready for this. There were many signs he was starting to stray. Staring at other women, no longer being affectionate in public, you even saw him take off his ring once. He hasn’t done it again, but that was the last straw your heart could take when you tried to ignore the signs.

You should've known it’d end like this. He’s been a fuck boy all throughout high school and college. Slithering his way into vulnerable hearts and crushing them without a care about the people he’s heart. How you’ve been friends with him for so long and knowing what he was doing was something you criticized yourself for. 

While you weren’t best friends during high school and college, you both always had a class together. The two of you just ended up talking during each of them. Well, him hitting on you and you always telling him that you rather swim in hell’s flames than get with him. All throughout high school and college, he’d do this. In a way, you said no to avenge all the hearts he’s broken. But once college started, you accidentally started growing feelings for the idiot. Yet, you still said no until graduation day. He came up to you with a bouquet of roses made of metal that he made in shop class. Every rose was made individually, letting you pluck one out and hold it in your hands. Everyone in said class said he’d been working on it forever. Throwing away and remaking it more times than anyone could count. All to make sure it was perfect. It was then that you finally said yes. No one had done anything so thoughtful for you before. 

But when you told your best friend the news, she wasn’t happy.

“What?!”

“Listen, I know it sounds stupid-”

“That’s because it is stupid (Y/N)! We both know his past and how he still was before you agreed to go out with him! How are you sure he isn’t gonna do the same shit to you?!”

“He’s been asking me for years and actually made me this metal bouquet of flowers. Aren’t they beautiful, though?” Showing her the flowers, you watch her sigh. 

“What happens when he breaks your heart? What will you do then?” You were silent as you looked away from her. Her hands go to your shoulders, and it makes you look at her. 

“I just don’t want you crying over someone like him. I’m just worried about you, okay?”

“I know. Thank you for watching out for me. I’m going to give him a chance. Maybe he’s ready to grow up? But if I get my heart broken. Then you’ll get to say, ‘I told you so’.” Laughing at the last part, you pull (.....) into a hug and enjoy how you could always rely on her to be by your side.

Your eyes caught the metal bouquet on the kitchen table. The sun hit it just right to where it shined in your eyes. Furrowing your brows, an immediate disgust came over you as you looked at them. The one thing that had you thinking he’d changed was laughing at you and calling you a fool for falling for it.

Turning away from the bedroom door, you carefully and quietly walked to the metal sculpture. You pull one of the roses out from the vase they resided in and look at it. You twirled it with your fingers before gripping it tightly. Using your other hand, you encase the metal rosebud with the palm of your hand before twisting it harshly. 

The sharp metal cut into your hand as you ripped off the rose head. A small hiss escaped you, yet you continued. Putting down the first destroyed rose, you move on to the second one. Then the third, fourth, fifth, until every single rose had been ripped apart. By the time you were finished, the stems of the flowers were scattered across the kitchen table, as well as the blood-covered roses. A good representation of a broken heart if you say so.

You could still hear the moans coming from the bedroom, and the more you listened and paid attention, the more you swore you recognized the tone of voice. Tip-toeing to the door, you place your ear against the wood. Taking a few seconds, you listen carefully to try to pinpoint who it could be.

“Eustass~”

As soon as the words were heard, you felt your world shatter. That was (.....)’s voice. That was (.....) in there fucking your boyfriend. And your boyfriend was cheating on you with your best friend. The two people you cared about the most stabbing you in the back. It’s even worse knowing that (.....) was cheating on her own boyfriend, Trafalgar Law. The smartest person you’ve ever met. He was valedictorian in high school and had the highest grades in college. He's now a world known respected doctor who’s saved so many lives. Everything he’s done, and this is what happens to him? How could Eustass and (.....) pull this on you and Law?

A rage washed over you as soon as you heard her moan his name again. Grabbing your phone from your pocket, you unlock it and call Law. You thankfully had his number after a project you guys did together a month before college ended, and you just never remembered to delete it. 

“Come on, Law. Pick up.” Whispering, you cross your fingers.

“(Y/N)-ya? Why are you-”

“I really need you to stay on the line, okay? I’m going to facetime you now, alright?”

“What? Why? (Y/N)-ya, I have to go back to work-”

“(.....)’s cheating on you with my boyfriend right now as we speak. Don’t believe me? Listen!” You put your phone against the door, and all you heard was silence on Law’s side of the phone. A groan of (.....)’s name leaving Eustass’s mouth finally made you snap.

“That’s it!” Busting open the door, your met with a half-naked Eustass and a very naked (.....).

“Shit (Y/N)!”

“(Y/N)! It’s not what it looks like!” Clutching your phone tightly in your hand, you finally feel your anger bubble over.

“Don’t pull that shit with me! If your gonna be a backstabbing whore at least admit it! Fucking my boyfriend?! The boyfriend you hated?! Did you just want to fuck him the whole time?! How long has this been going on?!” You watched as (.....) scrambled to get her clothes on, and Eustass pushed his dick back in his pants.

“This is the only time it’s happened, I swear!”

“This is all an accident (Y/N), okay? I promise-”

“Oh, so your dick accidentally found its way into her? I don’t believe that for a second! And don’t tell me about your bullshit promises!” You can feel the cut on your hand finally start to sting as blood starts to puddle against the floor. The cut must have been much deeper than you originally thought.

“You're bleeding! (Y/N) are you okay?!-”

“Oh, don’t act like you care (.....)! If you actually cared, you wouldn’t be fucking my boyfriend in my bed! If you actually had a fucking heart, you wouldn’t have cheated on Law either!” The mention of Law's name has a look of horror appear on (.....)'s face.

“Please don’t tell him (Y/N)! I love him, and I don’t want him to leave me!”

“I’m breaking up with you.” (.....)’s face dropped when she realized Law heard everything. Tears start pouring down her face.

“That makes two of us.” You take off the ring Eustass gave you before walking over to (.....) Plopping it into her hand, you look at her with hatred and a disgusted smile.

“Obviously, this was meant for you since he loves you so much he can’t stop saying your name.” You grab the bag you left by the bedroom door before turning around and start to collect things around the apartment that you need.

“I’ll make sure to tell the landlord that my name’s off the lease and that I’ll gather my things tomorrow morning.” Holding everything you could gather at the moment, you make your way to the front door.

“Where do you think you're going?!” You feel Eustass grab your wrist and bring you closer to him. Looking into his eyes, you see panic, fear, and anger swirling around in them. 

“Leaving, obviously! I’m not gonna stay and shatter my heart more after seeing a man I loved, wanted to marry even, fucking my now ex-best friend.” The panic grew more evident as he pulled you to his chest. Both arms wrapped around you so you couldn’t leave.

“You can’t leave, alright! I know I fucked up, but please, let’s talk about this. She means nothing to me! She’s just some slut-”

“A slut you fucked knowing you were taken.” Tears started spilling from your eyes as you felt him hold you closer. 

“Why? Why would you do this to me? Why’d you say you loved me when you out fucking my best friend? How dare you hold me close and act like the stench of sex and her perfume isn’t surrounding you?”

“I’m outside in the car (Y/N).” Hearing Law’s voice shocked you as you remember you never hung up on him. He was so quiet, and you heard nothing on the other side of the line. Having him even show up was surprising, but you weren’t gonna throw away this opportunity to get away from Eustass and (.....). 

“Alright, be right there-”

“No, she won’t! Fuck off, Trafalgar, and take your bitch with you!” Eustass grabbed your phone and hung up before throwing your phone on the couch.

“Eustass! Are you-” You feel one of his hands push your head to his. His lips met yours, and you could feel the urgency in his kisses.

“Please don’t…leave me…” Kissing your between words only had your heart shattering more. How could he kiss you like he loves you after pulling a stunt like this?

It took almost everything inside you not to dig your fingers into his hair and kiss him back. You wanted it all to be a dream and that when you woke up, you’d be sleeping against his chest. 

Putting your hand against his bare chest, you feel his bare skin against your open wound. It made him pull away from his panicked kisses when he felt your bloody hand on his chest.

“Jesus (Y/N)! What happened?!”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Stay here, I’m grabbing bandages!” Letting you go, you see him rush to the bathroom. Taking this chance, you grab your phone and start running out the door. Anything you can carry in tow, you run down the stairs as you hear (.....) scream your name and Eustass yelling at you to stop. 

But who was he to tell you what to do?

Bursting out the apartment complex’s door, you see Law’s car parked waiting for you. Using all your strength, you run as fast as you can. Grabbing the car door, You swung it open before slamming it shut. Everything you brought with you on your lap.

“Drive!” Wasting no time, Law stomps on the gas, and as you see Eustass run out of the apartment, watching you and Law drive away.

~~~

If you guys do want this to be an actual fic series, let me know cause this concept is quite interesting to me.

#one piece x reader #eustass kid x reader #eustass captain kid x reader #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader

[neonghostlights]

Part one, Part two

“Absolutely not,” you snapped out quickly.

Robin relayed the message to Dustin before she nearly dropped the phone.

“Why would you do that?!” She yelled and your heart dropped into your stomach.

“What happened? What did he do?” You asked, rushing to the phone to try to hear what was going on on the other side.

“When she goes after you don’t expect us to save you,” Robin told him before slamming the phone down.

You looked at her expectantly.

“He gave Eddie your number. He’s going to call you at eight o’clock tonight,” she said like she was breaking the news that your dog had run away.

“No,” you shook your head aggressively.

“It’s too late. He’s going to call you tonight.”

“Then I’m not going to answer.”

“What if this is the only way you’ll ever get closure and don’t look at me and tell me you’re over it because we all knows you’re not. It’s been six years and no one has even been able to say his name in front of you until now,” Robin looked at you with pleading eyes, begging you to give him a chance.

You chewed on your lip for a moment, “I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you go home, think about it and when the phone rings tonight then you can decide.”

“How did you get so smart?” You said with a smile for the first time today.

Robin shrugged as she started furiously dialing numbers.

“Who could you possibly be calling now?!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands into the air.

She held a finger up to you, tucking the phone under her chin. “Hold on I gotta tell Steve.”

-

You paced your living room again.

It was 8:02 and you thought that maybe Eddie wasn’t going to call like he had said he would.

It wouldn’t be the first time he let you down.

The phone rang and you jumped, frozen as you stared from where it hung on the wall, like it was a wild animal that was going to crawl off the wall and attack.

It rang once, twice, three times before your feet crossed the carpeted floor and you picked it up.

“Hello?” You said with a shaky breath.

There was the sound of rustling papers on the line and a few muttered words before a woman spoke.

“Hell, my name is Jane and I am with Mr. Munson’s management company,” she said in a chipper tone.

Confusion wracked your body followed by devastation. He was never going to call. Why would he want to talk to you? You had been foolish to get your hopes up again.

“Can I help you?” You didn’t mean to sound like you had an attitude but you were very very pissed.

“I’m calling in regards to the photograph that was printed. I’m sure you have seen it by now as well as the story that was printed. I’m going to cut to the chase since I’m sure you have more important plans for your Friday night besides talking to me but we just wanted to reach out to you to check in and see if any one had reached out to you directly regarding you and Mr. Munsons past relationship,” she droned on like she was reading a script. You wondered if she had called Eddie’s other two exes and you were the last, the least important.

You processed what she was saying, cogs turning in your tired mind.

“Let me get this straight, you’re calling me to make sure I don’t talk to the media about Eddie? You’re worried I’m going to tell everyone how he broke my heart?” You finally bit out.

“As I’m sure you know in the industry and the sake of his career-“

“Fuck off,” you snapped before slamming the phone down.

-

“What did she say?” Eddie said between biting his nails, a nervous habit he had picked up.

Jane sighed and rubbed her temple before tapping her fingers on the glossy table in the conference room.

“I wish you wouldn’t have put me on the spot like that. What happened to you talking to her?” Jane scolded him with a raised brow.

“I got nervous,” Eddie admitted. The plan was for him to talk to you, see how you were doing. But all of that went out the window when he heard your voice on the other end and before he knew it he was shoving the phone into Jane’s hand. “I wish you would have asked her how she was instead of immediately making it about business.”

“Eddie, of course this is about business. This about your career. You do not have the best track record with women and the fans are starting to notice. You don’t want to lose everything do you?” Jane asked as she got up and gathered her things into her bag.

“I’ll have the legal team reach out to her. Maybe they can scare her with a defamation law suit if she talks to anyone,” Jane muttered mostly to herself as her heels clicked towards the doorway.

Eddie’s chest ached at the thought of the mess he had gotten you into.

“Eddie,” Jane said as she stopped in the doorway and turned to face him. “You asked me to fix this and that’s what I’m trying to do.” She turned again, waltzing out of the room with a sense of finality.

Eddie dropped his head to his hands, his mind reeling with thoughts of you despite the years of trying to drown your memory away. This time it wouldn’t be so easy to let you go. He would have to find a way to talk to you, even though he wasn’t brave enough to do it over the phone.

There’s more to it after this I promise

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson au #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson series #eddie munson angst #rockstar!eddie x reader #rockstar!eddie munson x reader #rockstar!eddie munson

[lovingmattysposts]

Friends with Benefits Part 5

P1 P2 P3 P4 P6

paring: y/n and matt sturniolo

Summary:You and Matt are best friends, who occationaly have sex on the low. No string attached, just sex. Well, just sex for him. Little did he know you were falling in love and falling fucking fast.

warnings: drugs, effects of being too high, throwing up, cursing, angst

one more part after this so enjoy this one,

xoxo, Autumn

Matt pov

"They said they think they saw her walk outside" Lucy said as I walked back down the steps. I let out a breath of relief. I nodded as I looked down the hallway that led to the outside. I quickly walked down the hallway before swinging the door open. I looked to the side and I saw her. I let out a breath, closing my eyes. Thank you God.

Lucy walked out behind me as I made eye contact with Y/n. She looked up at me. I just stared at her for a second. She squinted her eyes, like she couldn't understand if it were me or not. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at her. I noticed her tight grip on the rails of her chair. She looked in pain. My heart dropped.

I ran over to her. "Y/n" I stated trying to get her attention. I stopped in front of her, kneeling down in front of her, placing my hand on her leg. "Y/n, are you okay? What happened? What's going on?" I quickly asked looking in her eyes. She took in a deep breath, not letting the grip go on her chair she leaned back sqeezeing her eyes shut. My heart dropped at the sight of her state.

"Y/n, look at me. What did you take?" I asked leaning her head back up to look at me. She let go of a breath as her eyes focused in on me. "Dude, get off her" The guy next to me said. I looked over at him, my hand still on her chin. I shook my head looking back at Y/n.

"Baby, look at me. Listen, can you hear me?" I asked softly looking at her. She closed her eyes and whined in pain. My heart broke. I stood up letting her go. "What the fuck did you give her?" I yelled at the guy sitting down next to her, that I know recognized as one of her old friends, Tommy. Great.

He glared up at me. "I didn't give her anything. She willingly took it" He spat at me. I balled my fists in my hands. "Tommy, cut the shit. What did she take?" Lucy said from behind me. Tommy looked up at her and then back at me before setting down the joint in his hand on the table. "She just had some weed, It's chill. She's fine" He shrugged. My clenched my jaw.

"Does she look fine dickhead?" I yelled down at him. He glanced down at her and then back to me and shrugged. "She doesn't fucking smoke weed" I spat looking at him. He glared at me. "She didn't smoke it" He said motioning to the table, I glanced down seeing an empty plastic back and then back at Y/n. She pulled her knees up to her chest and she was groaning. Worry filled my chest. Oh my god.

"How much weed was in it?" I asked picking up the bag. He shrugged. "You think we measure that shit?" He chuckled to his friends. Fire filled my chest.

"I'll fucking knock your teeth in" I said through gritted teeth looking at him. "Matt" Lucy said catching my attention. I looked back at her and then at Y/n, she was starting to fall over slightly. I bent down catch her and pushing her back up straight. I tapped the side of her head.

"Y/n, open your eyes. Open." I said as I tapped her head. She groaned trying to push me away. "Dude she obviously doesn't want you near her" Tommy said. I looked over at him. "I'm her fucking boyfriend. Shut the fuck up before I punch you so hard in your throat that you wont be able to smoke weed ever again" I said angrily. He stood up. I stood up, matching his height. Lucy stood between us, pushing us away from each other.

"Stop, both of you!" Lucy said glaring between us. "Little white boy got some nerve. From the sounds of Y/n tonight doesn't sounds like she thinks you're her boyfriend" He said glaring at me. I let out a hard breath as I looked at him. Lucy shoved Tommy back. "Tommy just get out of here let us handle this" Lucy said looking at him. He glanced down at her and then back at me.

"You got lucky" He spat before looking at his friends and motioning them out. They all stood up before walking back into the house. I glared at him as they walked away. Lucy let out a breath and looked back at me. "Focus Matt" She breathed. I nodded looking back at Y/n, who was gripping her hair. I bent down in front of her and rubbed her knee as she whined.

She was in pain I hated seeing her like this. It broke my head. I sighed looking up at her. "Y/n, you idiot" I whispered as I grabbed her hands, trying to pull her hands out of her hair. She shook her head and I grabbed her hands. "No" She said shaking. I let go of her hands as she attempted to kick me away from her.

"Y/n" I sighed, my heart clenching. She shook her head. "Open you're eyes baby, you're making yourself dizzy. Can you please just open your eyes?" I asked not touching her. She blinked her eyes open and looked at Lucy. Lucy looked over at me with a worried expression. "Let me try" She whispered to me. I sat back as Lucy came in front of her.

"Y/n?" She said looking at her. Y/n stared down at her. "Lucy, help" She whined. A punch in the cut as she cried. I took a breath in. Lucy looked over at me. "Were gonna try to help you Y/n/n. Just try to breathe okay? It's just weed." She shook her head.Y/n let out a breath before starting to cry. I closed my eyes and tried to contain my feeling as I heard her cry.

Lucy rubbed her leg and she pulled her legs back up to her chest shaking her head. "Matt" she cried. "Where's Matt?" She said as her breathing was unsteady. Lucy looked over at me, I met her eyes. "M-Matt" Y/n started to cry. I moved in front of her, putting my hand on her cheek.

"I'm right here baby. I'm right here I'm not going anywhere, i'm here" I breathed quickly looking in her eyes as she looked at me. Confusion still filled her eyes, like she was debating in her mind if I was actually here or just making it up in her head.

"Just try to breathe, tell me what hurts. What's hurting you?" I asked softly looking at her begging for her answer with my eyes just to tell me how to help her. She lifted her hand to her chest and pointed. "Your chest?" I asked. She nodded frowning, her hands shaking. I sighed.

"Try to sit up for me, can you sit up?" I asked. She nodded, closing her eyes and reaching out for me. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into me. Her body limp in my arms. "Matt, don't move" She said quickly. "Are you okay?" I asked quietly. She shook her head. "Can you just hold me? I have to sit back down" She said quickly. I nodded as I shifted us and pulled her onto my lap. She pulled against me, curling up into a ball against my chest. I sighed looking down at her, running my hands through her hair as I looked down at her as she whined.

I looked up at Lucy who was looking at me worriedly. "I miss Matt" She started to cry into me. I just looked down at her, my heart turning into knots. I looked up at Lucy who sighed leaning back. She was obviously completely unaware of her surroundings.

"He misses you too" I said looking down at her. She just cried. "Lucy, I don't think I'll ever fall in love again" She cried. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against hers as I felt tears brim at my eyes.

"I love you, I love you, I love you" I repeated over and over against her and kissed the side of her head. Wanting to stop her pain at all cost, to push it on myself but I couldn't. She just cried as if she couldn't hear anything I was saying. Suddenly her crying stopped and she sat up leaning over and throwing up on the ground. I reached over grabbing her hair as she gagged. Lucy took a deep breath and stood up, walking away slightly with her hands up.

"Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god" Lucy repeated over and over shaking her head. I sighed as I rubbed her back. "Lucy stop, she can't help it" I said looking up at her. Lucy shook her head closing her eyes. "Hand me the water" I said pointing to the table. She walked hesitantly over to the table and threw me the water, retreating back. Y/n was still hunched over, groaning.

"Baby, sit up. Are you done? Can you drink some water for me?" I asked holding her arm, trying to pull her back up. She leaned up groaned, falling against my chest again. I ran my thumb across her face. "Baby" I whispered. She blinked her eyes open. "Drink this water, it'll make you feel better. You want to feel better don't you? I want you to feel better" I said softly looking at her. She nodded reaching for the water and drinking some.

"We have to leave Matt. She can't stay here like this." Lucy said from afar. I sighed as I looked down at Y/n, who was hugging the water bottle, with a scrunched face. I frowned at her, rubbing my thumb over her lips.

"Matt does that Lucy, stop" She said pushing my hand away. I sighed looking up at Lucy who held her hands up. "Okay" I nodded at Lucy. "Y/n/n, stand up" I said tapping her leg. She swung her legs over standing up, but stumbling and falling. I quickly caught her arms and pushed her back up. She fell against me.

"God, what the hell was in that thing?" Lucy said looking at her. I shook my head, ready to destroy that boy's life who gave her this thing. I bent down picking Y/n up and carrying her bridal style. She sighed and wrapped her arms around my neck. I nodded to Lucy. "Walk" I stated.

"You're not coming with us Matt" Lucy said looking at me. "Yes I am, now walk" I said looking at her. She shook her head. "You don't know how she's going to react to you when she snaps out of it and I don't want to be responsible for letting you come" She said shaking her head. My jaw clenched.

"You can't do this by yourself Lucy. She needs me and you know that. Now put one goddamn foot in front of the other" I said through gritted teeth. She let out a breath glaring at me while looking at Y/n, who was holding onto me for dear life. She huffed before turning and walking into the party. I followed her, as Y/n groaned against me.

We walked through everyone, pushing past them, before I felt someone stop me. I looked up seeing the same guy from earlier, the guy that was talking to y/n.

"I already tried it dude, she's not giving in. I tried to give her a xan earlier better to just give up" He breathed looking down at me. I clenched my jaw as I heard Lucy call my name, wondering why I stopped.

I looked at her, setting y/n down as Lucy pushed her back up standing. "Woah, looks like yours succeded, tell me if she was a good fuck" He chuckled seeing y/n's state. I clenched my fists before punching the dude square across the face, catching gasps from the people around us.

He went down holding his nose. I balled my fist again, ready to hit him again, when Lucy pulled my arm back. "Matt stop! What the hell are you doing?" She said glaring at me.

"Dude what the fuck?" The dude said putting his hand away from his face, showing blood. I grabbed him by his shirt, bringing his face close to mine.

"If you ever try to go near her ever again, iI won't stop at one punch. I'll make sure you're not fucking breathing anymore" I said through gritted teeth and letting him go roughly. He scrambled away as I turned back to Lucy who looked at me horrifyed while she struggled to keep y/n standing.

"You're fucking crazy" She said looking at me with wide eyes. I sighed shaking my head walking back up to y/n, and rubbing my now tore up knuckles. "Yeah well, you already knew that" I said before picking y/n back up in my arms. She whined as I lifted her.

"I've got you baby. I got you" I breathed as she curled into my chest.

We made it to the front of the house. We walked down the street to Lucy's car and I set Y/n in the back. She grabbed onto my arm and shook her head.

"I'm not leaving, just stay there" I said leaning into her. Her grip on my arm only tightened and she shook her head faster. I sighed looking at Lucy. She rolled her eyes and motioned to the backseat. "Just sit back there with her, make sure she's okay" She said as she opened the drivers side door. I nodded looking back at Y/n who's head was against the seat, her breathing unsteady.

"Y/n" My voice broke as I reached over pushing her hair behind her ear. I slid her over so I could sit next to her. She groaned as I closed the door and she kicked her feet up onto the seat and laid her head and arms across my lap.

I looked down at her, her eyes screwed shut and her hair all in her face, and smiled softly to myself. Lucy turned up the music in the front, probably to drown out the sound of Y/n's groaning. I moved the hair out of her face as we drove.

"You can't understand me right now, but I would do this for you every single day for the rest of my life if you could ever forgive me for having my head so far up my ass that I couldn't see what I was doing to do" I whispered softly to her. She didn't respond, not that I expected her too. I sighed as she rolled over and blinked her eyes open to me. She just looked up at me, as I traced her face with my finger.

"Matt" She stated. I smiled. "Hi baby" I whispered back. "MMatttt" She whined as she wrapped her arms around my torso and nuzzled her head in my chest, as if I had just appeared. I sighed and wrapped my arms around her as she let out a breath.

"I wish this was real" She mumbled into my chest. I looked down at her for a second before looking out of the window feeling tears prick at my eyes. I've never felt more shitty about myself in my entire life than in this moment. I just hugged her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "I love you" I whispered against the top of her head. She hummed.

"I'm in love with Matthew Sturniolo" She mumbled, making me smile and breathe out. Lucy pulled up to their apartment complex. I sighed and rubbed Y/n's back as the car stopped. "Sit up" I whispered against her ear. She immediatly sat up looking at me. I smiled and opened the car door and she laid back down on the seats.

Lucy got out of the drivers seat and closed the door before walking over to us. We both stared down at her. Passed out again. "Jesus, she fucking owes me for this" Lucy said putting her hand on her forehead. I looked over to her and then back to Y/n. I set forward grabbing her shoulders and pulling her up.

"Come here" I said softly, pulling her towards me. She let out a breath before wrapping her arms around my neck. I put my hand under her legs and back, picking her up. I turned and closed the door with my foot. Lucy looked up at me with one eyebrow raised.

"Walk" I said motioning her forward. She rolled her eyes and walked to the apartment. She started to walk towards the elevators, but I turned towards the stairs. "What are you doing?" Lucy yelled after me as I walked. "I'm taking the stairs" I said looking down at Y/n, she was passed back out leaning against my chest.

"We live on the fourth floor!" She yelled after me. "I know where you live!" I yelled turning and looking at her. She shook her head as she stepped into the elevator. I let out a breath as I started walking up the stairs.

The whole time I just stared down at her as she didn't make a sound while I climbed four flights of stairs. "Please wake up and want me back" I whispered as I reached the fourth floor. I started walking down to her apartment seeing Lucy standing there already with one hand on her hip.

"Feel better tough guy?" She asked as I approached her. I shook my head rolling my eyes at her. She opened the apartment and held the door open so i could walk in. I walked down the hall and into Y/n's room before looking around.

Y/n always kept her room clean, I'd never seen it messy like this before. Lucy walked in behind me. "News flash, she only ever cleaned when you would come over" Lucy said walking past me and started to clean up her makeup desk. I looked down at her. Her eyebrows furrowed as she rubbed her head into my chest.

"God Y/n" I whispered before walking over to her bed and laying her down. She groaned and grabbed a pillow, laying on it. I sat down next to her starting to untie her shoes and discard them on her floor and then moving to the next one. I looked up at her as I untied her shoes. She didn't react. I threw the other shoe on the ground.

I moved my hand over her foot, massaging it slightly. "Y/n/n" I said trying to get her attention. She didn't react. I moved my hand over her other foot, soothing it. "Y/n" I said again. She blinked her eyes open and looked at me. I scooted closer to her.

"Lift your arms" I stated and she sat up lifting her arms up. I reached the bottom of her top before pulling it over her head. After it was off she fell right back into the pillows, closing her eyes. I searched around for a shirt when I grabbed one off her bed.

"I wouldn't, she's been living in that one for a week" Lucy stood up, wiping her desk clean. I looked back down at the shirt before realizing it was mine. The shirt I gave her. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, before looking up at Lucy who looked down. I looked back at Y/n, who leaned into the pillow.

"I'm colddd" She said without opening her eyes. I reached for the bottom of my own shirt before taking it off and holding it in my hands. "Y/n, sit up" I said tapping her arm. She whined before sitting up. I lifting the shirt before putting it over her and pulling her arms through. She smiled and leaned back.

I put my hand on her leg, rubbing my thumb back and forth.

"Mmm smell's like Matt, Luce" She mumbled, her eyes closed. I sighed wishing she was sober right now. I turned to Lucy. "Throw me her makeup wipes" I said holding my hand out. She reached down, opening a drawer and throwing me the wipes. I grabbed it, opening one before bringing it up to her face.

Her eyes furrowed as I wiped her face. "Stop moving" I stated as I wiped it under her cheek and under her eyes. I put my finger under her chin, moving to the other side. She pushed my hand away and whined.

"Baby, let me help you" I sighed dropping my hand. She shook her head falling back into the pillow. I looked over at Lucy who sighed and walked over to us. "Matt turn around, i'm gonna take off her jeans" She said shooing me away. I scoffed and stood up.

"Nothing I haven't seen before Lucy" I glared at her. She glared back. "Turn. around." She stated again, I shook my head as I turned around as she took off her pants. After a few seconds Lucy say to turn back around.

Y/n was now under the covers and humming to herself as she hugged the pillow. I sighed walking over to her and moving a piece of hair behind her ear. She leaned into my touch, but never opened her eyes. I smiled down at her.

"She's beautiful" I stated.

"She's stoned" Lucy rebuttled. I looked over at her, her arms crossed. "She drug me out to this damn party and she got stoned." She held her hands up. I shook my head at her. "You're too hard on her" I said. She raised her eyebrows. "Oh and you've just treated her like a goddess haven't you?" She asked, making my stomach clench.

"I get it Lucy" I said blantly. I didn't want to argue with her anymore. She was the girl's best friend, she wasn't going to take my side. "I'm staying until she wakes up" I said looking at her. She scoffed. "Oh are you?" She asked blinking at me.

"You can drag me out by my legs if you'd like" I smiled. She rolled her eyes and walked over to her, looking down at her and sighing. She sat next to her. "Please don't hate me in the morning for letting him stay" She whispered down to her. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows.

Lucy looked up at me. She stood up and opened her mouth to say something but closed it and shook her head before walking towards the door. "Put on a shirt Matthew" She said before closing the door.

I looked down at Y/n before walking over to her drawers and pulling out one of Chris's fresh love branded sweatshirt and pulling it over my head. I walked back over to her bed and laid next to her over the covers. I looked over and leaned down kissing her shoulder.

"Please don't hate me tomorrow" I whispered almost inaudible. She didn't respond, she was asleep. I sighed leaning my head against her headboard knowing I wasn't getting any sleep tonight whatsoever.

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Daddy's Forbidden Affairs (Jihyo)

A/N: The smut idea pops up after I knew that Mr. Hirai is a die-hard Jihyo's fans. This is not written by AI, instead I have written this by translating and changing some smut that I wrote in my language before. Now please enjoy.

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In 2019, Japan, Momo’s home in Kyoto. A middle-aged man is pressing down on a young girl and fucking her.

"Dad... hurry up... hurry up and give it to me, dad..." Jihyo's urgent plea for joy came from under Momo's father, Mr. Hirai. The intense desire in Momo’s father’s eyes that was almost ready to burst out. ​

"Daddy is coming, little Jihyo!" Upon receiving Jihyo's proactive advances, Momo's father naturally no longer had any doubts or hesitations in his heart, and he immediately responded.

"Ah!" Finally, Momo's father, who had already set up Jihyo's legs, held his own cock with one hand, pointed it at Jihyo's tight and slippery pussy, and inserted it hard, causing Jihyo to let out a moan. A moan of satisfaction. The hunger, thirst and suffering of the whole night were finally filled deeply at this moment.

"It's so big... so full... Oh... don't move... don't move yet, dad... um... your cock... is a bit big... Jihyo can't stand it for a while..."

"Oh...it's so tight!" Momo's father, who also let out a pleasant moan from his mouth, had already inserted his cock completely into Jihyo's pussy.

"Jihyo, your cunt is so wet and tight. Don't you usually get fucked a lot? Why are you so tight like a virgin? Oh... this feels so good… Ah!」

"Well... because Jihyo... Jihyo hasn't done it for a long time... Oh... Dad... you... please be gentle, Dad..."

"What? Little slut, what do you mean, you haven't had sex for a long time? Then who broke your virginity? Is it your boss or some male artist?" She heard Jihyo say that she hadn't had sex for a long time, Momo's father was a little surprised. He had been having an affair with Jihyo for several years. He naturally knew how sexy Jihyo was, and he often secretly lamented that he was so lucky to be able to play with such a person for nothing. The ultimate beauty.

"Well... Jihyo's first time... was... being..." Jihyo never thought that the most lustful side of her heart, which she tried so hard to hide in front of the public and fans, would actually be exposed to Momo's father tonight. As for being asked who she lost her virginity to, she was thinking secretly in her heart at this time. ​

"It was taken away by Mr. Park...it was taken away by JYP...umm..."

"Huh? He's actually your boss? He's really lucky! However, you're such a slutty little kid. You didn't give your virginity to your boyfriend, but gave it to your boss. Hahaha, your future husband is really pitiful." The reason why Jihyo answered that her first time was with her boss was because she naturally had her own thoughts in her heart. After all, Mr. Hirai is Momo's father. No matter what happens in the future, he will definitely ask Momo to turn on her, so instead of telling him a lie, it is better to tell the truth to avoid having trouble in the entertainment industry or in JYP When something unexpected happens, no one helps her.

"Well... don't... don't describe me like that... Ah... daddy, your cock... is so big... it hurts Jihyo a little bit when... um..."

"Hey, is it pain or pleasure? Jihyo, you have to feel it clearly!" After Momo's father's cock rested in Jihyo's pussy for a moment, he began to thrust slowly, and a large amount of juice flowed in and out of the cock. It flowed to the ass under Jihyo, and then flowed along the hip groove to the sofa.

"Ah... be gentle... Daddy... be gentle... it hurts but feels good... ah... Jihyo won't be able to bear it..."

"If you can't stand it, just scream out. Wake up Momo and let her come out to see how much her teammates enjoy under my big cock, hahaha."

"Oh... no... don't... it can't be... um... dad... we can't let Momo find out... um... otherwise... she and your wife will definitely call me lewd..."

"Okay, don't worry. Isn't your best friend already asleep in the room? So Momo won't find us, just moan out in a low voice." As he spoke, Momo’s father gradually increased his speed of thrusting. With such force, he slowly lowered the pair of beautiful legs that put on his shoulders and spread them to both sides. One of his hand was on Jihyo's waist, and the other hand was grabbing the big breasts in front of him, gradually speeding up the thrusting.

"Oh oh oh... so deep... Dad... you penetrated Jihyo... so deep... oh... so comfortable... so satisfying..." Encouraged by Jihyo's cries, Momo's father felt even more Satisfied, after thrusting continuously for a while, he slowly leaned down and kissed Jihyo. He received a fierce response from Jihyo, and her arms wrapped around his neck passionately.

"Uh... uh... uh... oh... phew... no... I can't... Jihyo is going to be killed by you, daddy..."

"So Jihyo, do you like daddy fucking you, Jihyo? Do you want daddy to fuck you to death?"

"Oh...Jihyo...Jihyo doesn't know...I don't know...ah...You pushed it...You pushed it to the deepest, daddy..."

"Still don't know, Jihyo? If you still don't know, then daddy will think that you don't like being fucked by daddy's big cock like this, so daddy should consider taking it out?" Momo's father lay on Jihyo's body and looked at Jihyo's delicate face at close range. Under the ravage of the big cock, her facial features were slightly distorted. Momo's father's butt sank deeply several times.

"Oh... no... don't take it out... Jihyo knows... ah... Jihyo knows..."

"If you know, tell daddy quickly, my dear Jihyo."

"Oh...okay...okay daddy...Jihyo...Jihyo likes...likes to be fucked by daddy... ahhh...no... don't...it's too fast, daddy..." Hearing from Jihyo really said that he liked being fucked by him, and Momo's father felt a strong excitement in his heart. Before Jihyo could continue, he suddenly started to thrust hard, fucking Jihyo hard. She screamed repeatedly and cried and begged. The high-frequency and rapid thrusting lasted for three or four minutes. Jihyo had already covered her mouth with both hands. Otherwise, she would have screamed out of comfort. But even so, she covered her mouth tightly. There were still low moans coming out of her mouth. ​

"Uh... no... I can't do it anymore... I can't do it anymore, Dad... Um... Jihyo is really going to die... Oh... I have to pee..." Before Momo's father's rapid thrusting ended, Jihyo finally couldn't bear the ravage. In the extreme pleasure and stimulation, she ushered in the intense orgasm that she had been waiting for tonight. Her whole body twitched, and a pair of small feet hooked up hard. Streams of nectar spurted out from the deepest part of Jihyo's pussy, hitting Momo's father's glans, forcing Momo's father to stop his movements quickly, calm down, and enjoy this unexpected surprise.

"Oh my god, I'm so happy tonight!" Jihyo's climax lasted for more than ten seconds. After a while, when Jihyo's first climax ended, Momo's father looked at the lady lying under him. , Jihyo's face was flushed, and the excitement in his heart became more and more intense. At the same time, a bold idea popped into his mind. Suddenly, Momo's father stretched his hands under Jihyo's body, hugged Jihyo's back and hugged Jihyo's entire upper body. Jihyo closed her eyes weakly, and subconsciously stretched out a pair of jade arms to hug Momo's father. At the same time, Momo's father's legs while kneeling on the sofa also carefully changed their posture, so that the cock would not be pulled out of Jihyo's pussy, and they slowly changed into a squatting position.

"Jihyo, hold daddy's waist with your legs." Jihyo didn't understand the intention of Momo's father's actions. She only heard Momo's father say such words in her ear, so she obeyed. Did so. After Jihyo's beautiful legs were wrapped around his waist, Momo's father's two big hands slowly moved down. While touching Jihyo's pair of buttocks, his body was completely standing on the sofa.

"Oh..." Due to the change in posture, the cock inserted in Jihyo's vagina instantly reached the deepest part of her pussy. Jihyo couldn't help but push up, raised her head back, and let out a soft moan. call. Seeing Jihyo still closing her eyes tightly, opening her mouth slightly, with a satisfied expression on her face, Momo’s father smiled slightly, but did not say anything. Instead, he hugged Jihyo's delicate body and carefully walked off the sofa. His cock was still inserted deeply into Jihyo’s little hole, and juice kept dripping from the joint between the two.

"Um...Dad...where are you taking Jihyo? Hmm..." After being carried by Momo's father for a while, Jihyo gradually recovered from the orgasm and slowly opened her eyes. When she opened my eyes, she realized that she was currently lying on Momo's father's shoulder, facing the window of the living room, and behind her was...

"Jihyo, be a good girl, don't make any noise." Momo's father did not answer Jihyo's question. Instead, a strange smile appeared on his face. Then he temporarily let go of Jihyo's butt with one hand and gently opened the door of the room in front of him.

"No... Daddy... don't..." At this moment, Jihyo uttered several low pleas in a panic. His delicate body hung on Momo's father's body, twisting uneasily, and at the same time turned her head towards his own. Looking behind her, she saw Momo's father carrying her into Momo's room.

"Shh... you have to keep your voice down, Jihyo, otherwise Momo will be woken up by you." Momo's father was naturally worried and scared, but the thought of being able to fuck Jihyo next to his daughter Seeing this little beauty with a pure appearance, he couldn't help but feel extremely excited in his heart, and at the same time he became more courageous. Momo's father, who had already entered the room, walked carefully and quickly walked to the bedside. Jihyo kept nervously hugging Momo's father's body and hung tightly on his body, feeling full of joy in her heart. Worry and fear, and a hint of excitement. After walking to the bed, Momo's father saw Momo lying quietly on the bed, breathing very steadily, and her chest rising and falling gently, and he immediately felt relieved.

"Daddy is going to continue, Jihyo." Before she understood what Momo's father meant by "continue," Jihyo felt the cock that had been inserted in her pussy begin to thrust slowly, and at the same time, her buttocks In the big hands of Momo's father was gently tossing it up and down.

"Oh... you can't... you can't do it here, dad..." Jihyo lay on Momo's father's shoulder, whispered to him, and begged him in an inaudible voice, but it had no effect. It didn't work at all, but Momo's father continued to thrust.

"Oh...Dad...please...stop...stop...it's too dangerous..."

"It's okay Jihyo, Momo seems to be sleeping very deeply and won't wake up easily. Just try your best not to scream, hehehehe."

"No... it can't be like that... Dad... no..." Jihyo raised her head from Momo's father's shoulder and looked at Momo's father's face full of evil smile, her little head swinging from side to side like a rattle.

"Pak...pak...pak..." Mr. Hirai's heart was already filled with the intense excitement brought about by this environment, so he did not plead with Jihyo at all, but gradually accelerated his movements. Being able to fuck her beautiful teammate unscrupulously in front of his daughter, and using his big dick to bring Jihyo from Twice to orgasm again and again, what a yearning and exciting thing it is!

"No... I can't, dad... I really can't... Dad, please stop quickly... Jihyo will scream... oh..." In fact, the uneasiness in Jihyo's heart is gradually growing. Less, being fucked by Momo's father in such an environment undoubtedly gave her a greater sense of stimulation, so she really couldn't help but almost screamed out, but she didn't really want Momo's father to stop.

"Call out, call out, Jihyo, you little slut, if you are not afraid of being discovered by your teammate, just call out."

"Oh... um... um... um... oooh..." The intense pleasure in her body and the strange stimulation in her heart finally made Jihyo unable to bear it anymore. She buried her head into Momo's father's shoulder and tried her best to Under the forbearance, a low cry came out.

"Oh... Jihyo, you little slut, you seem to be very excited, your little cunt is becoming so tight suddenly, oh... it feels so comfortable..." Feeling the strangeness in Jihyo's pussy, Momo's father paused temporarily. After the action, he rested while enjoying the strong pressure from his cock.

"No... please don't stop... Jihyo... Jihyo is almost there... move quickly, daddy..."

"Huh? you were telling daddy to stop just now. How come Jihyo is about to climax again in a second? Why did your little pussy suddenly become so tight, hehehehe." As he said that, the big cock of Momo's father began to move in and out of Jihyo's delicate pussy again. ​

"Oh... so big... this is how it feels... oh... faster... faster... daddy... oh..."

"You little slut, how you dare to scream out. Aren't you afraid of waking up Momo?"

"Oh... Jihyo can't help it anymore... um... besides... dad, didn't you say... Momo shouldn't wake up easily... um..."

"Yes, hehe. Then Jihyo, just keep screaming. The louder you scream, the harder daddy will fuck you, and the more comfortable you will be!"

"Oh...oh...ok...ok...daddy...hurry up and fuck Jihyo's pussy hard...oh...harder, daddy..." At this time, in this small room, Momo’s father held Jihyo's body and stood naked beside the bed, engaging in extremely erotic intercourse. The person sleeping quietly on the bed was Momo, who was Jihyo's teammate. Such a lewd scene not only made Jihyo and Momo's father extremely excited, it also made the person standing outside the room, peeking through the gap in the door that was not closed, feel... Extremely surprised and excited. The thick cock, from bottom to top, pushed hard into the deepest part of Jihyo's pussy with every stroke. The tight pussy was pushed open time and time again by the big cock. Jihyo's delicate pussy was ravaged by the cock, and a large amount of juice flowed out, flowing along the cock to him balls, and then dripping onto the floor.

At this time, Jihyo had almost fallen into madness. On Momo’s father's body, she closed her eyes tightly and actively floated her perky ass up and down. Her little head swayed with the shaking of her body, and her hair was Flying messily, a pair of slender and smooth legs tightly clamped the waist of Momo's father. The intense pleasure was gradually accumulating in the deepest part of the vagina, and it was about to reach a peak and was about to explode. This made Jihyo rise and fall on Momo’s father's body more violently, asking for it.

"Little slut, stop first and let us change positions." Just when Jihyo felt that she was about to reach climax, Momo's father's voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Although she was a little reluctant, she still had to stop the crazy twisting.

"Um...Okay...Okay..." After obediently getting off his body, Jihyo was placed in a position with her hands on the edge of the bed, her little face facing her teammate Momo on the bed, she bent down and Lifting her buttocks, waited for him to penetrate her pussy again from behind.

"Oh... it's coming in again... it's so good... it's so deep, daddy..." Once again, the big cock was inserted hard, and there was a "pop" sound in the pussy. Jihyo felt that she was about to die of excitement , that excitement even surpassed the physical pleasure brought to her, it was an unprecedented excitement of having an affair! Looking at the sleeping face of her close best friend Momo with blurred eyes, Jihyo thought to herself: Momo, you would never have imagined that the friend in your eyes is being raped by your own father right now. The big cock is being fucked wantonly, right? ​

"Oh... Jihyo, do you feel good when I fuck you like this?" After a night of intense thrusting, Momo's father had gradually begun to feel ejaculation. He knew that he could not hold on much longer.

"Well... it feels good... it feels good, daddy... harder... keep fucking Jihyo, daddy..."

"Haha, since I fucked you so hard all night, I should be able to help your boss fulfill his unfulfilled obligations, right?"

"Um...oh...yes...yes, dad..."

"Then what should you call me, Jihyo? Should I just keep calling me daddy?"

"Oh... no... I don't know... ah... it's feel so good... so comfortable..." Hearing Momo's father's words, Jihyo's feeling of excitement became much stronger, because she knew what does he mean, and she likes the behavior of Momo's father in this environment at the moment.

"Now that you feel comfortable, don't answer "I don't know", Jihyo. In front of your teammate Momo, tell me what you should call me now!"

"Ah... Oh my god... I can't do it anymore... Husband... Jihyo should call you husband... You are Jihyo's husband... Ah... sweetheart... Jihyo is going to be fucked to death by you..."

"Oh! Jihyo, you are such a slutty slut. You can actually say that you call me husband, and then your husband will ejaculate all his semen into his wife's cunt!"

"Oh... I can't do it... I can't do it, hubby... Jihyo is cumming too... It's cumming soon, hubby... Shoot it to me, hubby... ah..."

"Damn, I really can't bear it anymore, ah!"

"Oh... I'm going to die... um... I'm dead..." Finally, Momo's father ejaculated out the semen he had been holding in all night. Not even a drop fell, and all of it was injected into Jihyo's little pussy. Jihyo's vagina obviously couldn't hold this large amount of semen. At the same time, Jihyo herself also reached her second orgasm tonight. A large amount of nectar and semen collided and mixed in her vagina, and finally rushed into the deepest part, filling her womb. For a moment, there was only the sound of violent breathing in the room. Outside the door, the figure who had just been hiding there and peeking had quietly left.

"Hmm... Daddy, why did you cum inside Jihyo?"

"Haha, what's wrong, Wifey Jihyo, just now you yelled at your husband to let me cum in you, but now that it's over, you immediately changed your mind and blamed me?"

"Jihyo doesn't mean that, but if I gets pregnant...ah!" Before Jihyo could finish her words, her body was suddenly picked up by Momo's father behind her, and he walked towards the outside of the room, as soon as the semen mixture flowed out of the pussy, Jihyo quickly covered it with her hands, worried that it would flow to the floor. ​

"Give birth to me when you are pregnant. Of course, I will be responsible for you, bith mother and son, in private." Momo's father looked at the beauty in his arms with a wicked smile, which made Jihyo's face turn red with embarrassment. He lightly punched Momo's father's chest a few times, then shyly buried her head in his chest.

"Now, the husband will hold my wife and take a shower first, hahaha." Gradually, wild laughter came faintly from the living room with the door closed. About three minutes after Jihyo and Momo's father left the room, Momo's fingers suddenly moved, followed by a slight twitch of her eyelids, and finally she gradually opened them.

"Hmm...is it really a dream? It's really strange that I would have such a perverted dream. How could Jihyo have that kind of relationship with her father, haha." While mumbling in her mouth, Momo turned slightly. When she looked inside, she found that the place next to her was empty and there was no sign of Jihyo. ​

"Eh? Where is Jihyo?" Momo felt a little confused for a moment and slowly sat up from the bed...

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