#they say they aren't but no liars want to get caught

[666writingcafe]

Breaking and Entering

I don't park the car in front of the entrance. That would be too obvious. Instead, I take a side road that takes us into the woods surrounding the amusement park. Even though I haven't been to this particular park, I know that there's usually walk paths for employees that take them to various sections without having to deal with the crowd of guests.

Plus, there aren't nearly as many cameras in the back half as there are up front.

MC doesn't question me until we're actually inside the park.

"When I was an angel, I used to sneak down to the human world," I explain quietly. "One of the things I would do is watch circuses, but since I didn't have any money, I had to figure out ways to get in undetected."

"Did you ever get caught?" they ask.

"By humans? No. I was small enough back then that I could instantly blend into any crowd." MC nods their head, and we walk in silence until we're in sight of the circus tents.

"Grab my hand," I whisper. I haven't used it in a long time, but I have the ability to not only become invisible, but to make anything I touch disappear as well. It's something I accidentally discovered one day when I was still getting used to my demon form.

Once I feel MC's hand in mine, we sneak inside the largest tent and hide under the bleachers. Diavolo's standing at the center of the tent, surrounded by a circle of salt. His back is turned to us.

"That actually works?" MC whispers.

"Not unless it's infused with magic. Ordinary table salt's not enough to contain us." Suddenly, a group of cloaked people enters the tent from the front.

"You know, you could have just asked me to come to you," Diavolo states, appearing to recognize them. "There was no need for all this--"

"Silence!" the individual at the head of the group exclaims. "You will not speak unless you are spoken to!" I sigh, recognizing his voice.

"Fucking Avarius," I hiss. He's one of the head sorcerers of the Society, and he's adamantly against demons. To say that he's made Diavolo's job difficult would be an understatement.

"Now, we have been extremely generous by allowing your little Avatars to play at being human for the past several months, but your prolonged presence here is simply unacceptable." A moment's silence.

"Even if you allow me to explain myself, you wouldn't believe a single word I say," Diavolo responds. "You never do."

"How dare you!"

"For what? Speaking the truth?"

"Your kind doesn't know truth!"

"And the angels do? You know that they sent representatives shortly after we arrived, right? Why aren't you questioning them about their presence?"

"We would much rather work with them than with you!" Diavolo scoffs.

"I am at least open with my intentions."

"Oh yes, you and your goal of uniting the three realms." Avarius' voice takes on a mocking tone as he air-quotes the last part of his statement. "You and I both know that it's code for you wanting to seize control of everything."

"Just because my father behaved in such a fashion doesn't mean that I--"

"Silence!" I applaud Diavolo for keeping his composure. I would have torn the sorcerer into shreds by now.

"I will say," Avarius continues. "You using the half-breed is one of the smarter moves you've made in a long time."

Half-breed?

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Liar! You sent the disgraced sorcerer into my establishment, and he somehow convinced whoever was working the desk that day to allow that wretched half-breed to get their permit, even though we explicitly banned any and all of his apprentices from ever receiving a license!" Upon feeling my hand getting squeezed, I glance over at MC. Their murderous look from earlier has returned in full force.

"Don't move," I whisper to them, using the power of our pact to keep them in place.

"You know, if I were you, I'd much rather have them go through the process than allow them to run amok," Diavolo states. "At least now they're in your database, so you can track them to your heart's content."

"That isn't the point!" Including Avarius, there's six sorcerers. Since Diavolo's currently indisposed, I'd have to take them on myself. A bit of a challenge, but I've had worse.

"Alright, so here's the plan," I murmur. "I'm going to let go of your hand and make my presence known to these guys. While I distract them, you keep an eye on an opening. Once you see one, break the salt circle and get Diavolo out of there. From there, we'll try to escape as quickly as possible. Only fight as a means of self-defense."

"But--"

"Diavolo and I can heal quickly. You can't. Just focus on freeing him."

The next few minutes go by in a blur as we execute my plan. Everything goes according to it until one of the sorcerers slashes my arm. The next thing I know, he crumples to the ground, a knife having gone through his chest. Seconds later, I'm lifted off my feet. It's not until we're well outside the tent that I realize that Diavolo must have picked me up and began sprinting away from the scene.

I get set back down once we're in the woods, finally allowing me to see the reason for our sudden departure.

MC is absolutely feral. The white glow surrounding them makes them look rather monstrous, and they're fighting Diavolo restraining them in his arms.

What have they done?

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#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me lord diavolo #looking back at the original lessons made me realize just how dumb diavolo is portrayed in them #like how would he NOT know that he's getting kidnapped? #so i decided to up the ante and make it something a bit more plausible

[carrieway]

grips you all by the shoulders i dont know how much longer i can keep doin this man

vent n suicide mention in the tags i ran out of tags so i cant tag it dear lord it's all angst

#just woke up and feel like im dying already #all because of two very dumb factors #ooga booga i have bpd . i am burning from the inside out #i saw a post about bpd saying there are no metaphors to describe it because there is no beauty there is nothing poetic #it's just neverending pain and suffering and knowing you will die by your own hand very soon #and . yeha . no matter how i try to twist it into words that can help others understand while also not making them uncomfortable it doesnt #work #i can tell you it feels like knives are stabbing and dragging down through every inch of my being inside and out but that is still not close #enough !!!!!!!!!!!!! #your brains just . convinced everyone is out to get you #everyones saying shit behind your back and you are hated by every single person you love #and no matter how many time you're reassured you're just pushed deeper and deeper into that belief #n you're also just . so angry #so very angry #furious at yourself most of all but you also hate everyone you love #because they don't love you . they're lying to you . #they say they aren't but no liars want to get caught #ans then you're absolutely sure abandonment is happening so you push and push and push away #maybe you're a piece of shit to them bc then you know they left you bc of that and not because you're you #maybe you bring them too close in an attempt to stop it from happening and it happens anyway and you want to die #and you will die . it's so easy to die with bpd . it takes every fiber of my being to stay in my room rather than going to try and die #it's just batshit . you feel like you're inherently wrong and you dont have a place anywhere #you feel like you're losing your mind when mood swings happen because they will happen and they happen fast #a moments silence from someone you love is disastrous and world ending but on the other side they're just doing a small task #and forgot their phone #and it builds up and up and up and up until you cant mask anymore you cant pretend you're healthy anymore because you're not and then you #lose everyone #ive lost everyone so many times and i dont have many people now so im more or less clawed into them . they cant leave me too #i dunno . i dunno . bpd is so impossible to verbalize it's physically painful and i mean that i really do #you feel it in every part of you and you feel so empty and so alone even if you're not and then you feel nothing

[mondaymelon]

₊˚ෆ 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐄… | xiao, childe, scaramouche x gn!reader

⤷ art by @/Deltanpopo on twitter ! ❀

[ A coy thing, you are, daring to lie to them about your wellbeing. ]

— "I'm alright."

A scoff leaves XIAO's lips at your swift words, his mouth curling into a sneer, one absent of a smirk. His arms crossed over his chest, dark shadows cast over his eyes. "Come again?"

His glare was intense - dangerous, its malice not directed towards you, but instead to whatever had made you like... this. You could shield your form from his piercing gaze all you wanted. It'd do nothing to deter him. The knowledge he held of your character, the way your voice gave the slightest tremor, and the way your eyes slipped from his own... he let out a noise of annoyance.

"As I said, Xiao. I'm fine."

You were't a good liar. At least, from his knowing view. Unacceptable. His lashes fluttered as his eyes narrowed. Was he not reliable enough for the truth? Why was it that you'd refuse his assistance while you were clearly suffering?

"No." His voice was decisive, cold, but not in the manner of harsh, unforgiving ice, but the morning frost that bloomed on the dewy stalks of riverside reeds. "You aren't."

He felt your gaze pause at his lips, yet did not rise to meet his own. Your own mouth quivered, just the slightest, and you downcast eyes that glistened flicked their attention to the ground. "Xiao, I..."

You voice trails off. There's no need to say more. For you stood, enveloped in the adeptus' rare embrace, his pale skin cool, yet sparking an unquenchable warmth within your chest.

"If you aren't okay, that's okay. I'll just have to hold you in my arms, until you are." ₊˚ෆ

— "I'm alright."

A laugh escapes CHILDE's parted lips, a rather empty sound that resounded in your silence. It continues for a couple brief moments. "Ah, you're kidding, right?" He breaks into a smile that fades at the lack of your response. "Right?"

"Why would I be kidding?" You sighed, trying to sound as exasperated as possible. "I'm serious, Childe. I said I was fine." His gaze bore into you, to the point where you could feel your body smolder under his eyes. You shouldn't look at him now. Pursing your lips, you strengthened your resolve, but a moment of weakness upon hearing his shallow laughter was all it took to glance upwards. To meet his gaze.

A grave mistake, you had just unwittingly committed.

Before you could turn your head away, Childe's hand's caught you, one of them grabbing onto your chin and forcing your head to stay in place. "Say," his voice was low, quiet. A telltale sign of the anger that simmered underneath. "When did you get the notion that you'd be allowed to lie to me, and then get away with it scot-free, huh?"

The moment he had met your fleeting gaze, eyes locked onto yours, your verdict had been decided. Guilty. "Childe, it wasn't that I..."

"Oh, is it something you can't tell me, then?" His voice was softer now, but not in a threatening way, eyes melting with concern. Yes as much as he'd love to get at whatever - or whoever had made you so upset, he had a higher task of importance as of now. And that was to comfort the person before him, tentative under his touch. He slowly released his hold on your chin, instead giving your hair a ruffle that caused your locks to fly in disarray. "If so, then I won't push you anymore."

"I've... I've just had a really long day and-"

Your words lost their sound as instead, warmth replaced the quiet. Childe held you in his arms, delicately, like you were made of porcelain, and the slightest touch would shatter you. For someone as brash as him, to now stay silent, letting you let out all the world's concerns in his embrace...

"I won't say anything, alright? Just let it all out, and I'll listen." ₊˚ෆ

— "I'm alright."

At first, SCARAMOUCHE almost looks offended at your words. His brows are furrowed, and his eyes are drawn into a scowl. "What, care to repeat that? It's funny how you think you're fooling anyone."

It takes a moment to find your voice again, with how intense his eyes stare into you - indigo, flashing with electro power. Mesmerizing, dangerous, lethal if you drew too close. It didn't matter you supposed, you had already been in his reach for far longer than you cared to admit, and you had yet to be burnt away. "...I'm alright, nothing happened."

This time, your answer drew a startling laugh that bubbled from deep within him, a carnal yet almost melodious sound that flowed like water and blazed like flames. "Ah, that's funny. You've been hanging around the other Fatui, haven't you?" His gaze narrowed in distaste. "Disgusting, all of them. And from the likes of it, you've been picking up some nasty habits as well. Speaking nothing but the truth to me should be a given, yet you're saying such things without the slightest guilty conscience... I couldn't help but laugh!"

Guilty conscience my ass. Of course it took something out of you to lie to your.. lover. Yes, despite it all, Scaramouche was the one you were joined hands with - even in the male didn't act like it. Or perhaps he did, in a world of his own masked away in a guise behind a guise. His spark just drew you closer.

"Scara, you wouldn't understand...!" Don't get aggravated, keep your voice composed, steady. "It's... it's something personal, alright? I just.. I just don't want to talk about it right now. Give me time, please."

Please? His maniacal expression dimmed as he paused, just a brief moment. He hadn't hurt you, had he? No, you knew him well, well enough to know that that was just the person he was, didn't you? "...So it was like that?" He tried to hide his apologetic expression with a hand over the lower half of his face, but his eyes glistened regardless.

"Ah, just forget about it. If you're hurting, then... Come here, all right? I'll humor you, just for tonight." ₊˚ෆ

(a/n) okay okay so. i. im gonna try and post a fic every day this week. spoiler alert: its fucking exam week BUTBUT BUT im so close to a follower goal ive been wanting to reach and itd be so silly if we could hit it before new years!! that's why im gonna be listening to burnout playlists while typing away like my life depends on it.// wish me luck on my exams ahah. theyre tommorrow.

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[mommypieck]

𑄽୧ panties with megumi 𔓘 ᰍ

kinktober day 30: sniff sniff !!!

✯⁠ megumi fushiguro x reader

✯⁠ warnings: panty sniffing, oral (fem receiving), pussy slapping, he fucks u over ur panties

Megumi feels like shit. It's the middle of the way when he decides to visit your room. The problem is that he knows you aren't there, he knows you have training.

The door opens with a creaking sound under his pressure, and he swiftly sneaks inside.

Your room is clean, just as he thought. The thing he desires the most has to be somewhere, but he's not sure where your closet is.

His hand pets the pillows on your head, and he thinks, what if he just… He falls head first into your pillow, sniffing the scent. They smell just like you, the essence of your perfume and hair shampoo. He turns his head around, his eyes meeting the treasured garment.

He grabs your panties off the floor, pressing them right to his nose. A whine leaves his half-parted lips at the smell. So this is how your precious pussy smells. The thought of your pussy being hidden from him by these panties makes his hand.

Megumi palms himself over his pants, your panties still pressed to his nose. he slowly moves his hand into the rhythm of his breathing. Too lost in the moment, he doesn't notice the door opening.

"Megumi, what are you doing?" your scared voice makes him jump on the bed. You caught him red-handed. Megumi shuffles so that he's sitting on the edge of the bed, his body facing you. The panties still lay on the bed.

"Were you sniffing my panties?" you ask him, eyes going wide, you can't believe the words that leave your mouth. It's obvious he's been doing something with your panties, but maybe all of this is just a little misunderstanding. Megumi shakes his head, looking everywhere but at you. He's a really bad liar.

"I didn't know you liked me," you mutter, blushing as you say so. He turns red too, he did all he could to hide it. But he can't deny it anymore, he's completely obsessed with you.

"I like you too much to let you know," he says. He straightens his back when you step closer to him. You stop right in front of the bed in between his legs. Your arms reach to tangle in his arms, and he leans into your touch.

"I can make your dreams come true," you whisper into his ear. His whole body stops, and he looks you straight in the eyes. Megumi doesn't see any mischief in your eyes, only pure lust.

You let out a yelp when he grabs your hips and throws you on the bed. he doesn't waste any time getting in between your legs.

"Let me look at the pair you are wearing right now," he says with a small smile, pulling your underwear down your legs. Your cheeks turn red at the gesture.

A deep exhale is heard in the room as his eyes lay on your pussy. You're just as he imagined - cute and wet.

"Did you like it when you saw me?" he asks you, and you know he's asking about the wetness in between your legs. To be honest, you did like it. You had a crush on Megumi for so long, but you've never thought he would find you attractive too.

"Do you want me to eat you out?" you get even redder under his question. You want him to touch you, but you want to leave it up to him. You just shrug, making him furrow his eyes.

"Answer me" he orders, slapping your pussy. You yelp, thrusting your pussy involuntarily to meet his hand.

"I do," you whine. You want him to finally touch you, to do anything to you.

He smirks at you before kitten-licking at your clit. Just this small touch is like lightning shooting through your body. His whole face is buried in your pussy as he eats out like a man starved. He has been craving tasting you for so long, he thinks he might cry into your pussy. It's just so delicious.

Megumi has never really eaten girls out. He's always found it disgusting. But for the past year when he's been obsessed with you, he dreamt about tasting you.

"Can I fuck you?" he asks you in between licks. He notices the worried look that's on your face.

"I don't have a condom," you confess. You want him to fuck you so bad, but you're not on birth control, and fucking without any protection is risky.

"I have an idea." he smiles at you, fetching your panties. He pulls them on you again, and you wonder what he wants to do. You wanted him to fuck you, and he's dressing you up?

He positions his cock in front of your panties, thrusting it against your clit. The rubbing of his cock against your pussy feels heavenly on both sides. As much as he wants to fuck you, it's pretty to see your panties get wetter and wetter just from rubbing. The garment is wet with both your juices and his pre cum, sticking right to your skin.

His cock bumps into your clit with every stroke of his cock, making you let the nastiest whines. The noises you make are even better than he could ever imagine, and he feels like he's in heaven.

It's embarrassing how close he is to his release when he leans down to kiss you on the lips. You kiss him back sloppily, eager for his lips. For him whole.

"Are you gonna cum with me?" he asks you, stroking your cheek. His heart melts when you lean to meet his hand. You nod your head, moaning in the process. Megumi holds both of your hands, thrusting his body against you a few more times before cumming on your panties. You follow him when you see the mess he made on your underwear and your tummy.

The room is filled with panting until you break it with your laughter.

"I didn't think my afternoon would end up like this," you tell him, fidgeting with your fingers. You want to do this again with him, but you're so scared to confess it to him.

"Me neither, but I'm happy it did. Now let me clean you up, and if you don't mind, I'm gonna take you out to eat."

Megumi's offer sounds appealing, and you're not even scared of gojo-sensei yelling at you for not attending your training.

Megumi feels like shit. It's the middle of the way when he decides to visit your room. The problem is that he knows you aren't there, he knows you have training.

The door opens with a creaking sound under his pressure, and he swiftly sneaks inside.

Your room is clean, just as he thought. The thing he desires the most has to be somewhere, but he's not sure where your closet is.

His hand pets the pillows on your head, and he thinks, what if he just… He falls head first into your pillow, sniffing the scent. They smell just like you, the essence of your perfume and hair shampoo. He turns his head around, his eyes meeting the treasured garment.

He grabs your panties off the floor, pressing them right to his nose. A whine leaves his half-parted lips at the smell. So this is how your precious pussy smells. The thought of your pussy being hidden from him by these panties makes his hand.

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[futureman]

mama's boy

pairing: derek danforth x gn!reader

summary: derek always answers when his mom calls, no matter what or who he's doing

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fwb!reader, smut, exhibitionism, sneaky sex during a phone call, unprotected/unspecified penetration, creampie, spanking, dirty talk, mommy issues

words: 1.5k

a/n: this is my first gn!reader smut so please please lmk if any descriptions don't work <3

Derek's phone barely rings twice before he picks up.

You're not sure why he answered at all when he's already busy fucking you, but he doesn't stop, even after he murmurs a greeting into the mic and tucks the phone between his ear and shoulder. He just continues to bounce you on his lap while he talks to whoever's on the line, managing to keep his voice steady save for a few hitched breaths.

"I was just thinking about you," he says casually as if his fingers aren't digging into your ass right now, dragging you up and down his cock, your walls gripping him like a vice.

You're already a mess after an hour of edging and teasing, and you're surprised the mic hasn't picked up the lewd sound of his skin slapping against yours. To your ears, it's obvious what's happening on Derek's side of the call, but the lack of response from the other end leads you to believe they still haven't caught on.

He speaks again, a little breathier this time. "I miss you. I was hoping to maybe see you this weekend."

His eyes don't leave yours as he purrs sweetly into the phone, attention divided between holding up his end of the conversation and continuing to withhold the orgasm you rightfully deserve. There's an unspoken warning in his gaze telling you to stay quiet, but the harder he fucks you, the more difficult it gets.

His hand slides up to tweak a nipple, and you realize he's testing you. Playing with you, daring you to make a sound. Part of you wants to, especially if he's going to say shit like that to someone else while he's buried balls deep.

You clench around him in retaliation, but aside from his fingers tensing on your hip, he seems totally unaffected. The asshole actually has the audacity to look amused like he's enjoying his little game.

"I'll behave," he tells the mysterious caller with surprising ease. But then, he cups your cheek and drags his thumb along your bottom lip, and you know his next words aren't meant for them. He's speaking directly to you. "I promise. I'll be good, just for you."

He slips his thumb into your mouth, and you have to resist the urge to bite him. He's a goddamn liar. If he's not going to behave, then why should you? Giving into the impulse, you nip at his finger, taking him by surprise. He sucks in a harsh breath through his teeth, and finally, it's audible enough for them to question it.

He tries to brush off their suspicion, but it's obvious he's busy. He sounds less believable with every word, and more like he's doing something he really shouldn't be on a business call.

"Nah, don't worry about it. It's nothing, just some of the guys fucking around," he bites out. But then, he unexpectedly mutes the call. If the searing look on his face is any indication, you're in trouble now.

"C'mon baby, I know you can do better than that—unless you want me to take this call somewhere else and let you take care of yourself."

You shake your head frantically, hating how quickly you fold at his dominance, even though he's still acting like an arrogant prick.

"You gonna be good for me?"

You nod. If you hadn't already experienced how hard he can make you cum, you'd probably put up more of a fight. But you have—and you know it's more than worth your silence.

Satisfied, he cradles the back of your head and pulls you down for a bruising kiss before unmuting the call.

"Yo, shut the fuck up," he says a little louder like he's actually telling off his boys instead of you. Then, his expression turns downright sinister. "My mom's on the phone. Have some fucking respect."

You gasp before you can stop yourself. There's no way in hell the fucking President of the United States is listening to you fuck her son—and yet, it suddenly makes perfect sense why he picked up the phone in the first place. Derek and his mommy issues.

He slaps your ass in response, another warning, but his subtle smirk betrays him. Sick fuck. He likes this. He thinks he's so smooth, so above consequences. It's why he didn't bother to lock the door when he dragged you into his late father's office and pulled you onto his lap, uncaring of who might walk in and see him fucking you dumb.

And he's right. Consequences don't exist for someone like Derek Danforth. Not even from mommy, who would never let anything happen to her handsome baby boy. Even if she did notice, she'd probably just scoff and tell him not to get caught by anyone that matters.

That's power. God, you wish that didn't turn you on so much.

He plants his feet firmly on the ground and forces your upper half to the side so he can see around you, watching how tightly you grip him as he plunges in and out of you. His pace is brutal now, and you can feel that telltale heat building low in your stomach.

Through all of it, he still somehow manages to ping-pong back and forth between replying to his mom and urging you to cum for him. His voice is strained, and even though you can't see his face anymore, you can tell how flushed he must be, his eyes likely rolled back at how slick and warm you feel around him.

"C'mon, give it to me. So fucking tight, I know you're close," he mutters just loud enough for you to hear before he switches back to being her doting son.

"Don't worry about the donors, I'll handle it. Just—," you accidentally cut him off with an involuntary clench, and he bites back a groan, "—the party's for you, just enjoy yourself. Y-you...you've earned it."

You're about to earn it, too, though you probably don't deserve it. Not when you're whimpering pathetically into the aged leather of his father's armchair, overwhelmed by how much his thick cock stretches you out.

By now, Derek's either too far gone to hear it or doesn't care enough to scold you. His thighs tremble violently beneath you, and his thrusts are getting sloppy and uncoordinated like he's just as close as you are.

"Fuuuuck," he lets out a pained growl when he finally hones in on your sweet spot. He doesn't hold back, abusing it until you're spasming dangerously around him and on the verge of tears.

There's no way she can't hear him now, but that doesn't stop him from babbling incoherently as his pleasure peaks. "Oh my fucking god, baby, you're gonna make me—fuck, I'm...m'gonna—"

But you tumble over the edge first, cumming so hard, your vision whites out.

"I—shit, something just came up. I-I gotta go," he croaks hurriedly into the mic, your convulsing walls and muffled moans seconds away from making him blow his load. "Some emergency, I don't know. I just—sorry, I really gotta go," he grits through his teeth, desperately trying to hold on, to be respectful and let his mom finish talking, but it's way too late. "Yeah, love you, too—"

He abruptly sits up and wraps his arms around you, his phone toppling to the floor as he holds you in place and roughly empties his balls into you. Warm spurts coat your walls and dribble onto his thighs as he ruts into you, loud enough to rival the squeaking chair being pushed to its limit below you.

Yet, nothing in that room is louder than Derek. He hauls you up and crashes his lips into yours, whining pathetically into your mouth as he rides out both of your highs. His hands are everywhere—grabbing your ass and waist, wrapped loosely around your throat—while you milk every last drop from his body.

When the aftershocks subside and sensitivity sets in, he finally pulls away but doesn't pull out. Whether it's to avoid staining the furniture or keep you plugged up so his release doesn't leak out, you're not totally sure. But his body language, satisfied and boneless and so pleased with himself, leads you to believe it's the latter.

Of course, Derek doesn't give a shit about the furniture. He probably just likes the idea of you walking around the rest of the day with his cum soaking your underwear.

"See what happens when you do what I tell you?" he smirks, lazily stroking your hip with his thumb.

You roll your eyes. "Oh, fuck you. I hope your mom's party is awkward as fuck now that she knows the weird, kinky shit you're into."

"I wouldn't wish that on yourself, baby. You'll be there, too."

"Excuse me?" you blurt out incredulously.

He just laughs, keeping his arm tucked around you while he bends down to snatch his phone off the floor. The screen lights up with a new text message—from Mom.

"Try not to be so loud at the fundraiser. Press will be there, and the last thing I need is another reporter to pay off."

thanks for reading!

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#derek danforth x reader #derek danforth x you #derek danforth smut #derek danforth #the beekeeper #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #jhutch

[diaryengene]

୨୧ Your makeup did not turn out as expected. ୨୧

Enhypen maknae line reaction.

Enhypen x reader.

𝜗𝜚．．．pairing: Jungwon!bf ; Ni-ki!bf ; Sunoo!bf x reader!gf 𝜗𝜚．．． contains: kissing, Princess treatment, attention.

=͟͟͞⋆ ࣪.⠀Yang Jungwon ( 양정원 ) ᵎᵎ ⠀

You had spent most of the afternoon watching tutorials on TikTok about how to put on makeup. A particular makeup caught your attention so you set out to do it!

“douyin makeup” - you told your boyfriend jungwon, who had barely understood what you told him. He only saw how you passed several makeup brushes over your eyes, how every time you finished something you quickly took your phone and watched the video repetitively and copied exactly everything that was shown in that video tutorial. He looked like a confused kitten looking at his owner.

Once the makeup was finished, you quickly grabbed a mirror to see the result, which you didn't like at all. Your face was very red due to excess blush, the eyeliner on your eyes looked crooked and you didn't like how your poorly painted lips looked. you tossed the mirror to the side and made a disgusted face at your makeup.

"Are you done, love?" — Jungwon spoke, appearing in the room. — "Don't look at me, I look horrible!" you said covering your face.

"what?" he asked.

He quickly walked over to you and gently removed your hands from your face so he could see you better. — "What are you saying? You look beautiful" — he smiled and approached you to see your face better.

"You lie" - you reproached, looking to the side angrily. He shook his head and smiled. —"You look beautiful, even if you think your makeup didn't turn out well, even if you take it off, you will still look beautiful to me."—he clarified and then kissed you on the tip of your nose in a tender way.

=͟͟͞⋆ ࣪. Nishimura Riki ( 西村リキ ) ᵎᵎ ⠀

You invited your boyfriend to go to the movies which he accepted. it had been a while since you had last gone out on a date somewhere since he was mostly at work, so you decided to dress up a little more than you usually do.

You had chosen a nice outfit that you planned to complement with your makeup, which, however, didn't turn out the way you wanted it to. you were frustrated and about to cry because you knew that at any moment Ni-ki would arrive to pick you up and go to the movies.

it didn't take long for the tears to appear. You had spent half an hour trying to redo your makeup but it only seemed to get worse making you even more depressed.

"y/n?"- oh, no. ni-ki was already here.- why aren't you ready? what are you doing on the floor? - Ni-ki started asking you questions that only made you cry even more. She put her jacket aside and walked over to you, getting down to your level and started wiping your tears with her hands.

"Honey, what's wrong, why are you crying?"-he asked in a concerned tone.

"m-my makeup"- you managed to say while crying into your boyfriend's hands.

"What's wrong with your makeup? You look so pretty."

"Liar! I look awful." - You reproached angrily. Ni-ki laughed a little at your state but immediately removed his smile when he saw your angry expression.- You look beautiful, love. i mean it. my girlfriend is too perfect even if her makeup looks horrible!- he spoke proudly while nodding his head. his way of talking made it seem like he was joking. but he wasn't joking, he just wanted to make you smile, which you understood.

"You're a fool"- you looked at him angrily and then smiled a little and hugged your boyfriend.

That night you both opted to stay at home and watch a movie from the couch.

=͟͟͞⋆ ࣪. kim seonwoo ( 김선우 ) ᵎᵎ ⠀

After a long day of looking at beautiful girls with their perfect makeup and perfect outfits on Pinterest and wondering why you couldn't look like that, you decided to try to look like those gorgeous girls on the internet.

Your self-esteem lately wasn't the best. You knew your boyfriend would always be there for you and love you just the way you are, but still, the thought of not being pretty enough to be with him was on your mind.

You knew Sunoo would be here in a few minutes, so you wanted to look beautiful for him. you grabbed what little makeup you had and started applying it!

as you did so, a thousand scenarios formed in your head where your boyfriend saw how beautiful you looked and complimented you on your extraordinary makeup. you felt like you could finally look pretty enough for him and that made you excited.

Although... you didn't look it. You didn't manage to look pretty, you couldn't even get your makeup right.

You ran to the bathroom and washed your face, rubbing it several times with your hands as your tears fell and you saw your reflection in the mirror. With your eyes red from crying, your lipstick and mascara smudged and your clothes wet, you certainly felt terrible.

"Princess I'm here" - shit.... Sunoo arrived. Seeing you like this in the bathroom, he ran to you and turned you around to look you in the face - "What happened honey, are you ok, did something happen to you?" he asked totally worried and agitated. - he asked totally worried and agitated.

"I'm so ugly," you said in a whisper, dropping your forehead on Sunoo's chest, who immediately wrapped his arms around you and started stroking your hair.

"My God, what are you talking about, who said you're horrible, huh, whoever told you that will deal with me!". - He said as he cradled your face in his hands.

"I..." - You whispered as your tears fell down your cheeks.

Sunoo swallowed saliva and shook his head at what you said.

"You're not horrible, don't say that. Otherwise, you would be insulting what I love most in my life and that hurts me. do you understand?". - he gently squeezed your cheeks. "now repeat after me: I'm beautiful and my boyfriend loves me very much" - she smiled and you just stared at her without saying anything. - "what are you waiting for?"

...

Sunoo literally spent the whole day hugging, kissing and caressing you. She didn't go more than five minutes without telling you how beautiful you looked and how much she loved you. Plus, he treated you to mint chocolate chip ice cream!

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[lastchancestardomm]

Weirdos

League Of Villains x Child!Reader

Word Count - 1.7K

Warnings: References to past child abuse. One mild swear word. Found Family League Of Villains. OC-insert. Italics.

Status - Not Beta Read

A/N: Enjoy... *vaguely gestures* ...this. I've fallen back into an obsession, and this is the only way I cope. Asami Gumi, our protagonist, had a mom who fucking killed her dad (but shh that's sensitive). I love the League so much, and I've been rooting for them since they were introduced, so I thought I might publish this after getting back into My Hero. Anyway, some kind of snippet is coming up so watch for that ig.

Just as she stepped into the base, all eyes snapped to her. Their silence was exactly what Asami expected, and she wanted nothing more than to disappear. She tried tilting the baseball cap upon her head down, so that they couldn't see her face, as she meekly placed the plastic bag on the table.

"Sorry I'm so late, here's the– the food. I'm going to go wash–"

A heavy hand came down onto her white mop of hair and she gulped, tears already welling in her eyes.

A grave voice. "What happened to your face?"

Dabi's voice lowering a whole octave is the scariest thing in the world. Asami was left defenseless, silently begging him not to hit her. Because if he hit her, she will cry.

She hiccuped. "N-nothing..."

"That's also not the jacket you left with earlier! Don't you lie to us." Twice adds from across the room. She's not a liar; why would she lie?

Asami hadn't been staying here for too long, and she didn't believe they cared about her other than when she would go get their food.

"Asami," Kurogiri crosses his arms over his chest with a stern look. "Take the jacket and the hat off. Now."

She can't refuse them when they're all piercing her with their murderous gazes like that. They've been nice enough to keep her here, but they're still villains. Still bad people. She couldn't say they didn't scare her in the slightest. Asami was deathly afraid of what they might do when they see what happened to her.

She slowly, and quite carefully, removed the jacket first. Please don't hit me. The action revealed a few scabbed-over cuts and some bruises on her arms, and the small, circular burn scars on the top of her hands. Those were old. Those weren't important.

When met with silence, she took off the cap too; scrunching her eyes shut and preparing for the worst. More tears came to her eyes yet didn't fall.

"What. Happened?"

Asami flinched at Dabi's harsh question. She avoided his eyes, hands fidgeting idly. No! Don't hit me!

"Answer me, kid."

She picked at a scratch on her palm. "I– I got caught in a– in an attack with Heroes. I got a bit–"

"A bit what!?" Twice slams his hand down on the table as Asa jolts. "Your face has a giant sore! What had hit you?"

"Or who?" Dabi questions, hands clenched into fists at his sides.

Asami backs away, defensive about the whole situation. You're gonna hit me, aren't you? "It– it wasn't on purpose! Something... uh– hit the ground and went flying at me–"

"You could've gotten hurt worse than that!" Dabi booms at her, stepping closer. "Why didn't you block it in time? Or at least get out of the way?"

She felt herself getting smaller and smaller by the second. Don't yell. It's bad. "I was running, and I heard someone screaming behind me and I wasn't– wasn't paying attention."

"Aw, Dabi, you don't have to be so harsh," Toga prances up behind Asami, and gingerly wraps her arms around Asa's quivering shoulders. "You're being scary again, tone it down a notch." Yeah. Scary.

"Yeah, stupid. You're going to OP on the yelling. No one wants to hear your mouth," Shigaraki pipes up, seemingly unbothered by the whole ordeal and instead choosing to focus all his attention on his handheld console.

Dabi whirls to face him. "What'd you say, Vaseline? How about you say that with your chest?"

Shigaraki stands up angrily, yet minding the console he held, "I wonder what burnt chicken ashes tastes like–"

Shut up! I said you're scary when you yell! Shut up!–

"Enough, you two!" Kurogiri booms out, "There are more important matters than your pointless bickering."

"Yeah! Our poor birdy Asa got hurt," Toga coos, rubbing over the purple-pink mark on Asami's face. She winces when Toga's fingers brush over the sore spot, yet Asami can't bring herself to push her away. She's too afraid of what the consequences might be. "Daww... that's gonna leave a huge bruise for weeks." As if it wasn't already bruising.

"I'm gonna destroy whichever Hero who caused it," Dabi turns back to her. "Who was it? Was it Endeavor? Best Jeanist? Mirko? One of them U.A kids??"

"I– I don't know. I didn't see them clearly," she squeaks. He's really going to kill her now.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T SEE THEM?!" Blue embers spark from his palms.

NO! DON'T HIT ME! PLEASE!

Asami recoils, scarred hands flying up to protect her face. Although, she stumbled back onto Toga, who catches her with a tiny hum of empathy. For a second, it seemed Dabi's rigid expression softened.

"Hey, hey, take it down a few notches," Twice wraps an arm around Dabi's shoulder. "No need to be so abrasive."

"I'm s-sorry I got hurt, I– I'll try to be more careful next time," All the tears that had built up behind her eyes dribbled down her face. She's mortified. She doesn't want to know what happens if they see her crying.

"Aw, look what you did," Twice exasperatedly motions towards Asami's bowed head. "This is what happens when you're such a tsundere– hiding your feelings all the time."

"Come here, Asami," Kurogiri motions to the empty barstool next to Shigaraki. "Let me take care of your wounds."

"But," she blinks back to clear her vision, "I deserved it, didn't I?" Shouldn't I be in trouble? Why didn't you hit me yet?

"Oh shut up, stop being an emo," Toga pushes Asa towards the chair.

She ends up seated at the bar, finally realizing that her ears and non-injured parts of her face were hot with embarrassment. She continues constricting herself inwards, uncomfortable with her surroundings. Not to mention how perplexed she is.

Shigaraki spares Asami a sideways glance, before mashing his buttons nonchalantly. "That's one hell of a bruise, you're gonna look worse than me for a while."

She can't tell from his tone if he's insulting her, trying to make a joke, or failing miserably at an action of comfort. But someone's tone usually always flew over her head.

Kurogiri places a first aid kit on the counter. "I'll do your face first," he pulls out a few cotton swabs and some kind of disinfectant solution. "It may burn," he gently warns.

Twice leans his arm on the other side of her, "What's with that face, Asami? You look worried."

She paused for a moment, looking down at her feet. You guys are going to hit me. But you haven't yet. I'm scared you'll hit me when I'm not looking and make me cry.

"I'm waiting for you guys to do something to me."

The entire room freezes, sent into stunned silence. The air gets tense, sending her into another heart-racing mini panic. You're gonna hit me now! Don't hit me! I'm sorry!

Twice is the first to interrupt the silence. Even the soft hand he places on Asa's shoulder causes her to jump. "I don't know how things were before you met us, or if that's the kind of impression we give," he shoots a look at Dabi, who simply crosses his arms and looks away, "But that's not how we do things. It was an honest mistake. How could you have known that would happen? We're just worried about something bad happening to you."

So you won't hit me? I don't trust that. People always hit me.

She hesitantly looks up. "You– you guys– you won't?–" Asami starts quivering again, getting nervous. She can't believe them. Her mom told her that, too, but still hit her. She should just shut up.

"We promise. No one is allowed to hurt you under our protection." Kurogiri comforts, swirling a cotton swab in the disinfectant.

She perked up at his words. She still was a tad reticent, but spoke. "You mean, I'm not just some kid you have running around doing your chores? I- I'm not annoying?"

"You make it sounds like you're a stray cat or something," Shigaraki comments. "Though, you are usually quiet, and do require a moderate amount of attention..."

"Of course you're not just 'some kid', silly! You're one of us!" Toga's sweater-pawed hands envelop Asami's torso in a hug. "Dabi's just being a meanie because he doesn't know how to show affection. He should still really apologize though,"

"Yeah, Dabi!" Twice adds with a flourish. "Come and apologize to my poor child!" He grabs Asa's head and forcefully pushes it into his hard chest.

Dabi sighs heavily, like a child forced to apologize; rubbing the back of his neck as the two look at him expectantly. "I shouldn't've yelled at you, kid. I didn't know you'd be scared like that."

Toga quirks her brow smugly at him, and Dabi groans. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," It's weird being smothered by a group of housemates who might as well be strangers, isn't it? But somehow, it blooms some warmth into Asami's chest. Silently, a few more unshed tears fall down her face, but no one is worried. She's not worried.

"Alright, you get the first bite of grub," Twice eagerly opens up the bags of food and rips open one of the containers, pulling out some disposable chopsticks to feed Asami.

Kurogiri gently blots at her face with his first aid supplies. "Toga, stop wiggling, you're moving Asami!"

Toga's grip around Asa's waist doesn't loosen at all, in fact tightening, as her face snuggles into Asa's back. "Ey, Twice, it's no fair you get to feed Asami first, I wanna do it!"

It's at this moment when she feels like Dabi and Shigaraki are the most normal out of all of them, until they start bickering over a container of noodles and begin destroying things so Kurogiri needs to reprimand them again. Eventually, the others who were off somewhere else return and the chaos kicks up. Even so, among all the prodding, poking, squeezing, fighting, pulling, bickering, and smothering; Asami wonders if this is what family is supposed to feel like. What a real family is supposed to feel like.

A secret smile only she can see tugs at her lips. Nah, they're just a bunch of weirdos.

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[weird-an]

"Billy."

The sun strokes Billy's skin and he stretches out all his limbs, yawning and eyelids fluttering. The soft susurrus of the waves in his ear begins to lull him back to sleep.

"Billy." Steve's voice holds a laugh in it. "Your nose is turning red."

Billy scrunches said nose, blinking lazily at Steve. Steve who has come with him all the way to California. Steve who kissed him two days ago, tasting like the watermelon he had been eating and now all Billy wants to do is lie at the beach and kiss him again. He knows they can't, not in broad daylight. He still wants to.

"I never burn," he mumbles. "Just because your pale ass can't take it."

Steve snorts. His aviators hide his eyes, but even through the shades Billy can see them sparkling. California looks good on Steve Harrington. The bags under his eyes are gone, his shoulders aren't as tense. Maybe he even has a slight tan.

"Liar," Steve says. "C'mon, let's go get some lunch."

Steve gets hungry early, always skips breakfast, just watches Billy eat sipping his coffee. Billy could get used to it.

Billy sits up, curling his toes in the sand, watches the glittering waves for a moment. Watches Steve too from the corner of his eyes, sitting on the blue towel with his red swim shorts, and pretends he isn't trying to memorizes how the wind plays with his hair.

"We can go back afterwards," Steve says. Like he knows how much Billy missed the beach. How light his heart got when a waves rolled over his feet.

"Okay." Billy's pulse flutters. Steve always notices. He wonders how much Steve sees he isn't saying.

They get some grilled fish for lunch and Billy thinks happiness might come in the shape of Steve Harrington grinning at him with stuffed cheeks and licking his fingers clean.

"Let's grab that sunscreen you don't need," Steve says on the way back.

Billy makes a face. Unfortunately his nose is red, feeling way too warm. They stop by their shitty motel room. Money is too tight not to share. Billy also likes to watch Steve snoring and drooling onto his pillow in the early hours of the morning. Turns away when the other wakes up, because he can't get caught staring.

Steve waves some Zinka at him.

"No worries, you're still a though guy," he promises. Billy doesn't feel though when Steve's smile melt his insides.

"Can't let you ruin my reputation, pretty boy."

"I think you're good at ruining it on your own." Steve winks at him, puts the sunblock on his fingers and rubs it on Billy's nose. Careful touch on his tender skin.

"You're getting more freckles," Steve points out. "The sun looks good on you."

Billy's heart is in his throat. He doesn't know what to say. Still got the sound of the ocean and Steve's laugh in his ears.

Billy kisses him. Their noses bump together. Steve's lips are soft against his. This time Steve tastes like garlic and home.

#Soft boy hours in California #harringrove #billy hargrove and steve harrington happy is all i want #billy x steve #billy hargrove #harringrove ficlet #steve x billy

[emmie-tt]

Never Comin' Home Pt.6

past!Neytiri x reader - Ronal x reader

Description: Tensions between reader and the sully's have finally died down but between the Sully's themselves well...tensions are rising. OH! And Ronal and Reader get their first date after Ai'ite is born.

WARNINGS:

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Y/N POV

The smile on my face was almost permanent. Watching my oldest daughter with my youngest daughter was easily the best thing to ever see.

It had been a few months since Ai’ite was born. It was hit or miss for a few months with her health but she pulled through and was now home with us.

Her constant joy truly brightened all of our lives, even her older brothers who had still not held her but I refused to pressure him into something he clearly wouldn’t be comfortable with so instead I sat and watched as all three of my kids sat together bonding.

Ronal made her way into our mauri and instantly smiled at the view she was greeted with.

As she glances over at me she grins harder and walks over.

Since the blow out with Neytiri and the birth our relationship had finally went back to normal. It took a few weeks but she had finally gotten over it and we had gone back to how we were before.

“Yawne! How are you and how is our baby?” She asks as she approaches me and sits down next to me

“I’m alright and she is perfect as usual…”

She nods laying her head against my shoulder before gently lacing our fingers together "We should go on a...date?"

I chuckle softly at her butchered attempt to say date but I nod slighty "A date and we should...I'm sure Tsireya would be alright with watching Ai'ite."

Tsireya having overheard me grins and looks over at me "Yes! Please go on a date, I want to stay and watch her"

"Perfect! I need to nurse her first but then we can go."

I smiled before nodding and standing up

--- A LITTLE LATER ---

As I sat in a more secluded spot on the beach my hand traveled up and down Ronals back as we relaxed in the sand. We had dinner on the beach, went for an Ilu ride and are now simply just enjoying each others presence without having to worry about troublesome kids or a screaming infant

I love my kids...truly...

I smile down at Ronal as she makes herself even more comfortable, she was laid face down with her head in my lap and her arms wrapped around my waist as she rested between my legs.

Out of the corner of my eye a flash of dark blue caught my attention and I quickly turned my head to face that direction, silently scanning for a threat but seeing nothing

Ronal glances up at me and raises and eyebrow "What is it..?"

"Nothing, I thought I saw something is all..."

She nods, still clearly suspicious but says nothing else as she lays her head back in my lap and goes back to resting peacefully

--- A LITTLE EARLIER ---

Neytiris POV

My hands scrub down my face roughly as Jake continues his verbal assault, arguments between us had grown frequent. Every single time our children were gone we argued...about the same thing...It was exhausting

"All i'm saying is that it's clear you still have some sort of feelings for them!"

I shake my head keeping my gaze on the ground "I don't..."

He scoffs shaking his head as he slams his hand against the wall of the mauri causing me to flich and glare over at him "Would you stop-"

"You're a liar! I'm so done watching you fawn over someone who clearly has moved on and doesn't want you anymore!"

I shake my hand standing up "Maybe I do! But do you really think I don't know nothing will come of it? I do! I know! And it kills me that its my fault they aren't with me anymore! Because I chose you, I chose you over someone who had always loved me and always supported me! So yes Jake, yes maybe I do still love them but it doesn't matter so please for the love of eywa shut up and drop it!"

With that I storm out of the Mauri, ignoring Jake who yelled after me and I head straight to the beach

Scanning and making sure no one is around I make my way down the small path and come to an abrupt stop after hearing two voices in the distance.

I slowly approach the voices and my breath gets stuck in my throat as I realize who the people are...Y/N and Ronal...Just my luck...

My brain screams at me to turn around and walk away but I watch as they lay together on the sand, Ronal straddling Y/Ns lap and plantings soft kisses down their neck as she whispers things into their ear...

My heart breaks even more as Y/N chuckles and Ronal lays herself between their legs and rests her head against their lap before grabbing their hand and placing it on her back causing Y/N to laugh and gently rub her back

With that I sigh and turn around walking away...leaving behind the piece of my heart that always belonged to them and pushing aside all those feelings I ignored all those years ago leaving them to their wife and their life that I want so badly to be me...to be us...But I know that they are Never Comin' Home

The End

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And just like that...THAT'S A WRAP!!

This series has been so fun to write and I love you all so much for supporting and reading it.

I would love to write drabbles and side stories for this so if your interested in something like that feel free to request!!!

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[onsunnyside]

the cold is finally getting to me methinks bc im longing for king in the north!curtis 😌 big n burly in his bearskin cloak, your scary betrothed!! you're just a princess from far far away and he doesnt have to be nice to you or care about you but you're too sweetly scared to ignore

methinks he tells you that it gets too cold to sleep alone despite u having your own bedroom and clothes would get in the way of heat sharing so you'll have to be naked while you cuddle to sleep 🫣

i've always wanted to write a time period au and this has so much potential and more !!

resources were already scarce in your region and with the harshest winter approaching, your beloved homeland will be the first on the hitlist of bandits or other kingdoms, that is if you even survive the snowfall. and marriage will bring that security and power to your kingdom that your parents have always dreamt of. everyone thought Curtis did it as a favour to your kingdom bc it's so out of character for the king of war and bloodshed to tie himself to someone eternally (much less, someone so sweet and gentle). the King of the North was only ever known as the end, the indefinite death that lurked in every corner.

did you like him? well, how could you like him if he's never spoken to you, apart from the few sentences the day before your wedding and said stone-cold and uncomfortable wedding. oh, and you can't forget his gruff utterances as he passes you in the halls. he was intimidating, to say the least, draped in his bearskin cloak and his blue eyes always set in a steely glare as if he were prepping for war. you wouldn't be surprised if he was, he was known as the ruthless king after all.

You feel his hard gaze searing into your face, yet he's still silent and only quirks a brow. "You're upset." He states blankly, food is forgotten in front of him.

Across the large table, you wipe your nose, the same action that caught his attention in the first place. "N-No."

He clenches his jaw, "You know I hate liars." His deep voice rings through the dining room, the servants had left momentarily as per the king's request. "Come here." You almost say no again, but he raps his knuckles on the wooden table, "Now, princess." You stand from your seat and after a few tentative steps, you find yourself standing between his spread thighs. "I-I miss home." Your voice cracks, "I miss the flowers and the wisteria trees, I miss the pond with the ducks and fish. I-I miss the sky! It was blue—so blue, and there are only clouds over here." You hate to sound so torn, but you're so lonely! You're forced to navigate unknown territory alone, going days without even a conversation with your husband!

now, don't hate curtis. he's a very busy busy man, his kingdom isn't the most feared (respected ??) for nothing and his loyal subjects aren't prospering just because. he's been working nonstop to communicate with your hovering parents, and ofc, spreading the word that the most sought-after princess has been wedded.

you get even more upset when you don't see curtis the next day and the day after that. although your marriage was more of a pitiful agreement, you still expected him to comfort you, or at least to listen to your mindless weeping about the damn sky!

oh... as surprising as it may be for the rest of the world, it turns out Curtis has a heart bc the next time you see him, he's standing by a large door. with an outstretched hand, he brings you close, holding your shocked face between his warm palms and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead (the closest act of intimacy he's shown since your wedding).

"Your homeland plants can't survive here during the time of year, but these can." He gestures to the small garden, peeking out from the neverending snowfall was itty bitty flowers, colourful and vibrant amongst the white. "There would be more, but only so few were found in the forest."

me thinks... when curtis turns total protective husband mode and gives into his desires, he never lets you leave his side. you become his wife in every sense of the word, his other half. if he could, he'd have you on his lap during meetings or as he sits on his throne. don't get me started on the filthy stuff: you're a virgin, and he didn't touch you on your wedding night, apart from a stiff kiss at the altar. he's equally sweet and mean, lots of kissing and touching, but also crude remarks that he whispers in your ear to watch you get all flustered.

also: he persuades you to sleep in his bed naked, it's easy to convince a clueless girl like you. he starts off with some light caressing, then reclines and asks if you want to explore his body instead. one thing leads to another and well... pussyjob with big beefy curtis while he talks about how he can't fit inside you 🫣🫣

#king of the north curtis #brandycranby<3 #sonnysprompts #sonny drabbles #Curtis Everett #Curtis Everett au #Curtis Everett drabble #curtis everett x female reader #curtis everett x reader

[heeluv02]

Cheater and Lover

Warnings: cursing, angst, mentions of cheating, break ups and heart breaks, sunghoon is a dickhead but also regret it, yn is heartbroken and so is jake. Lmk if I forgot anything!!

Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: sunghoon x gn!reader x jake

NOTE: I started writing this on my main and left in in the drafts thinking I could still switch it to this blog but nope lmao so I had to transfer it over here so I'm hoping it did without any mistakes !! That's all, hope you enjoy <3. Also I got the divider from @cafekitsune !!

"I fucking hate you!!" You spin around and shout at Sunghoon. "I'm...I.." he doesn't know what to say, mind full of regret. "Why are you even still here??" Your eyes full with anger and tears. "I don't..I don't know" Sunghoon looks down, guilt showering over him. "I'm sorry" he says in a quiet, weak voice.

"Fuck you. I fucking loved you, you know that? And I fucking thought you did too but turns out I'm just your side bitch, hmm?" Tears start running down your face, still hard to believe that Sunghoon, your boyfriend of almost three years, has cheated on you. You were suspicious about the late night "meet ups" Sunghoon said he had to attend to with the guys but you tried not thinking much about it and thought that then is the only time they could've really done anything since their schedule was so busy.

But no. All this time he was meeting up with a girl. One of your friends saw them together and told you about it but you thought nothing of it. You knew...no...you thought you knew you could trust him, you thought you knew he wouldn't cheat on you. You thought you were his and he was yours.

You told Sunghoon you'd be out all night with some of your old friends to catch up, however you felt sick and had to go home earlier. That's when you caught the stranger on your boyfriends lap, making out with him. You felt your heart sink when you saw the two. You shouted at her, telling her to leave, before turning your focus to Sunghoon. After he admitted to what he did you found yourself here, yelling at him.

"You aren't a side..you're not a..I'm sorry" you hear him sniffling, crying and it makes you scoff. "I fucking trusted you, Sunghoon" You not using his nickname had him looking up at you. "yn-"

"Just leave" you cut him off. "I don't want to see you anymore" you turn around and cross your arms, more tears escaping your eyes. "I love you yn" Liar. "Give me another chance, please. I promise it won't happen again" he tries to convince you but you're smarter than that. You so badly want to give him another chance and run into his arms, feel him strong arms wrap around you and hear him tell you that it's okay, everything is okay. But you can't do that because you're only going to end up hurting yourself.

So with a deep breath you get yourself ready to answer him. "No, we're over. I can't be with someone who might cheat on me again, I can't." You try to say without letting out anymore tears. "Please, just leave" you say once more.

He nods, "I'll take my stuff tomorrow if that's okay". You only hum to let him know okay. He stands there for five seconds before leaving without a word. Leaving you alone, in tears. Good thing you had your close friend, Jake, in contact. You called him and told him to come over, when he heard everything that happened he never left your side.

He got you your favourite snacks and watched your favourite show with you, letting you rest against him. He knew you were in a horrible mood so he let you do whatever, he also didn't really mind cuddling with you.

When Sunghoon came by the next day you told Jake that you didn't want to see him and asked him if he could handle everything which thankfully he was fine with. He got all of Sunghoons things and gave them to him.

"You are?" Your ex asks your best friend. "Not a cheater if that's what you're wondering." Jake replies, giving him a blank stare. Waiting for him to leave. "Oh you heard" Sunghoon looked down, feeling guilty again. "I'm not here to talk with you, leave" Jake says, anger obvious in his voice. "Okay" Sunghoon says quietly before leaving with his stuff.

A couple weeks went past and you're still feeling awful. Not as bad as the first week but still not the same happy person as you used to be. You're so grateful for Jake being able to be with you for as long as you needed him.

"Hey, guess who got some food~" Jake walks in with a paper bad which smells so good. "Oh my god thank you so much Jakey, I'm starving" you sit up on your bed, patting the place beside you for him to sit. "No problem yn" he says with a smile as he sat down. You lick your lips as he passes you the food.

"You got yourself something too, right? There's a lot in here" you ask him which makes him giggle. "Yeah of course, silly" he says with a smile.

You both start to eat and put on another episode of the show you both have been binge watching together. "To be honest I didn't think I'd like to watch stuff like this" Jake says after taking a sip of his drink. "Really?" You ask him and he hums in response. "I'm glad you called me out of all people" he says as he smiles, turning to look at you.

"Yeah well I guess, you were the first person I could think off who I could...trust" The last word saddening you, reminding you of how Sunghoon broke that trust you had for him. Jake sees you getting sad and he quickly changed the subject.

This is how you spent most days. If you weren't sleeping in all day then you were cuddling with Jake while watching a movie. At some point Jake decided that you need to try moving around, going outside and getting out of this depressing state which caused a small fight between the two of you.

"I don't want to!! Don't you get it? Just leave me alone!!" You hate how sensitive you are now, crying over something as little as this. "Okay okay, I was only trying to get you out because I care for you" he says calmly. It broke your heart, giving out to someone you care for, who cares for you. "I'm sorry" you apologise and he's quick to comfort you. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean to yell" he said as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you.

"Why are you still here with me?" You ask after a good two minutes in the same position. "I don't know, I just...I gues I just care for you that much" He tries not making the real reason obvious. The real reason is that he likes you, has liked you but you were with Sunghoon and he couldn't. He still likes you but he wants to put that aside while being here for you.

"Makes sense" you mumble against him. This feeling feels so familiar and you hate who it reminds you off. Jakes arms wrapped around you just like Sunghoon would have whenever you feel down or he just simply would want to hug you. It wouldn't be fair to blame Jake for reminding you of him though, it's something you have to deal with yourself. Or so you thought?

"I'll help you get over him, I promise yn. Assholes like him don't deserve an angel like you" Jake stated. He doesn't want to let go of you, he wants to make sure you're okay.

Your eyes tear up at what Jake said. "Thank you, genuinely" you say as you hug him tighter before letting go and looking up at him. "You won, I'll go outside" you sigh and he smiles. "Good, we don't have to go anywhere far," Jake said with a smile. "Okay," you smiled back at him.

After getting ready to leave, you and Jake went on a small walk to the local park. You ended up actually being grateful for Jake getting you to go out. The fresh air and the pretty scenery made you feel at ease, and of course Jakes presence as always. There was a lake at the local park so yous decided to bring some bread with yous to feed the ducks and swans.

After feeding them, with no more bread left, you and Jake start to leave the park to go back to your home. "Thank you for bringing me out Jakey" you smile at the ground as yous walk. Jake smiles at the nickname you used. He always loves it whenever you call him that.

"No problem, yn. I know it'd be healthy if you went out, even for a bit." He says as he looks at you. You smile at his words.

After a bit more walking you finally reach your house. You both kick off your shoes and relax on the couch. "Wanna watch another movie?" Jake asks and you nod. He let's you choose whatever you want to watch.

By the time the movie was over you were already asleep, head resting on Jakes shoulder. He notices you sleeping and decided do carry you to your room, placing you gently down on your bed and covering you with the duvet.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, your hand tugs on his sleeve. "Jakey" you whisper out, half asleep. "Yeah?" He replies, "can you sleep with me? Please?" You continue. He's thankful that it's dark in your room otherwise you would've seen his blush.

"Okay" he says softly before lying down beside you and getting under the covers. He did expect you to fully cuddle him though. Yeah yous cuddles before but it wouldn't be like this. Especially when you're sleeping. Your head resting on his chest and your arm around his waist as you doze back off to sleep. He puts his arms around you and falls asleep too after a couple minutes.

It's been 2 months past and Jake has moved in with you. Nothing much has changed apart from the fact that you've gotten much better ever since the break up. But that's all, you and Jake are still friends and his crush on you didn't stop. If anything, it only grew.

"Ynnnn" he calls out to you from the kitchen and makes his way to where you're sat in the living room. "Yeah?" You ask as you turn your head to the direction of Jakes voice.

"There's a party that my childhood friend is hosting and he invited us!!" Jake said with a big smile, you always found his smile cute. "Oh??? What day is it on?" You ask, happy to see him all smiling. "Its in two days!! Wanna come? I can stay with you if you don't want to of course." He sits down beside you as he speaks. "No!! I definitely want to come, and even if I didn't I wouldn't want you to miss out on the party hehe" you smile at the boy.

"But-" before Jake can continue talking you cut him off. "Jakey, I'm doing much better now, I don't need you babysitting me" you joke, playfully rolling your eyes. "Ouch" he pretends to be hurt and you both laugh.

"I'm glad you want to go though!!" He excitedly says after you both stop laughing. You smile at the happy boy. "Yeah, I'm glad your friend invited us" you say softly with a smile.

After the two days it's the day of the party. You and Jake got a taxi to drives yous to the party Jakes friend was hosting. Once you arrive you thank the driver and pay them, then you and your friend leave the car and make your way to the entrance of the house.

"Wow" you say as you look around, the house full of people and music playing in the background. "Have you never been to a house party before?" Jake asks you as you both walk inside. "I've only been to one a long time ago" you say and bring your focus to Jake.

"Well then I'm glad you can experience it again" he smiles brightly. Suddenly Jakes childhood friend shows up and introduces himself to you and you do the same to him.

"It's really nice meeting you too, Jay" you smile at him. "So!! Yous can just chill and feel at home and most importantly have fun" he says confidently. You and Jake giggle and say thank you.

Jay shows where the drinks are and where yous can sit or play some drinking games. You and Jake go straight for the drinks. "I'll go find a place we can sit at in the living room" Jake shouts over the loud music and other people speaking so you can hear him. You nod and he leaves to said place.

As you get two drinks for you both you notice someone from the other end of the table. Someone you didn't expect to see and didn't want to see. You quickly grab both the drinks and leave to find Jake in the living room. You don't think the person has seen you, thankfully.

You smile as soon as you see your best friend and sit next to him on the couch, handing him his drink. "Guess who I just seen" you say quietly in his ear, loud enough for him to hear. "Who?" Jake shouts over the music. "Sunghoon" you reply. Again, quietly just incase someone overhears.

Jake looks at you with concern, "if you want to leave we can, I don't mind" he suggested but you're quick to shake your head, saying no. "I have a better idea" you say.

You tell him his idea which is to pretend you both are dating. You're not going to let your ex ruin your night. Thankfully to you, Jake agrees to your idea.

After about an hour or two you both are now starting to slowly get drunk. That's when you see Sunghoon and who looks to be his girlfriend, the same one who he cheated on you with. Rage is what you could describe how you feel now. They both sit opposite the couch you and Jake are sitting on.

"Kiss me" you shout over the noise. "What?" Jake asked out. "The plan, kiss me now" you take your eyes off your ex and look at Jake. Your friend realizes that Sunghoon was there and he does exactly as he's told.

He kisses you. Your hand goes to cup around the side of his neck and he brings his hand to your waist as you both start to make out right in front of your ex.

"Hey Sunghoon, isn't that the bitch you dated?" Sunghoons girlfriend asks him while nodding in the direction of where you are sat, making out with Jake. "What? Oh..." Sunghoon sighs when he sees you two. "What a whore" his girlfriend says and Sunghoon glares at her. "Don't call them that" he says angrily. "Why? They are. You're lucky you're dating me~ we should make them jealous" the girlfriend smirks at Sunghoon but he just scoffs and gets up.

"Where are you going?" She pouts as she looks up at him. "I need to be alone, don't follow me." Sunghoon says bluntly and leaves to step outside.

Meanwhile you and Jake pull away. You look at the direction where your ex was and you notice he's gone, only the girlfriend sitting there, now talking to another guy who's obviously interested in her. "I guess it worked" you laugh.

"Yn" Jake calls out and you look at him. "Yn I like you" he says out of nowhere. Not being able to hold in his feelings anymore, especially after that kiss. "As friends? Yeah I like you too!!" You say, obviously not getting what he meant. Jake shakes his head, "no yn. I like you more than a friend" he tells you and you don't know what to say. You shake your head in disbelief.

"No, we're friends...Best friends, you don't like me" you don't know if you're trying to convince yourself or him that he doesn't like you. "Yn please, I do. I like you so much, since before you and Sunghoon even got together." Jakes eyes start to tear up, not taking the rejection well.

"Jakey- Jake. I'm sorry but I can't, I'm gonna...I'm gonna go" you start to get up before you even finish your sentence. You take another shot before leaving.

As you walk out you see Sunghoon standing outside, looking annoyed yet sad. "Yn" he says as soon as he sees you. 'Shit not now' you think to yourself as you're on the verge of tears. Not only is your friendship most likely ruined with Jake, but also you have to face your ex.

"Are you okay?" Sunghoon notices your teary eyes. Although he did hurt you before, that never meant that he wants to hurt you or wants to see you hurt. If he could he'd turn back time and not do what he's done.

"Yeah, I'm...I'm fine." You sigh out a reply. "Did your boyfriend hurt you??" He asks out genuinely. "He's not my- why do you even care?" You slightly raise your voice.

"Yn...it hurts seeing you hurt, of course I'm going to care" your ex says truthfully but you try not to care. "Oh yeah you cared so much that you cheated on me" tears nor flowing out of your eyes as you speak. "This night was going so well until you came along" your words hurting him but he let's you continue. "Fuck you, why do you have to ruin everything" you say eith your voice shaking.

He comes closer to you "I fucking hate you" you continue but you stand still, watching him come closer to you. His arms wrap around your smaller figure as he hugs you. You don't even bother to move, tears running down your cheeks as you feel his warmth, something you missed so much, something that no one else can give, only him. You bring up your arms to wrap around him. "I hate you." You say again.

"I know" is all that Sunghoon says before hugging you tighter and you simply let him.

Taglist: @hoonieswhore @ness-iness @parkhonnie

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[archiveikemen]

'All Because Of A Slight Fever' Collection Event

Harrison Gray

This is a fan-made translation solely for entertainment purposes with no guaranteed perfection. I do not own any of the original content. Please support CYBIRD by buying their stories and playing their games. Reblogs appreciated.

❥･• Warnings and FAQ

(I guess I wasn’t careful enough during the changing of seasons, I can't believe I caught a cold…)

I was adjusting my blanket and trying to obediently rest in bed, when…

My eyes widened in surprise at the person who came into my room.

Kate: Harry? Aren't you supposed to go on a mission till late today?

Harrison: I completed it earlier than planned. I heard you caught a cold, how are you feeling?

Harry was his usual carefree self, but I noticed that his neck was slightly sweaty.

(Could he have rushed here to see me…?)

Kate: I have a fever and cough… *cough*

Harrison: …

Harry came closer and gently rubbed my back while I coughed.

Kate: Sorry. I have this cough, but my symptoms aren't too bad at the moment.

Harrison: Do you think you’ll be able to stomach things like soup?

Kate: Yes. I think I’ll be able to handle a little bit of something light.

Harrison: Got it. I’ll get you some from the kitchen.

Kate: Thank you.

Kate: But I don’t want to spread the cold to you, so it’s best if you don’t come too close to me.

I called out to Harry as he turned on his heel to leave the room.

Harry turned around and his mint coloured eyes stared sharply at me.

Harrison: … I want you to look me in the eyes and say that again.

Kate: E-Erm…

Harrison: Shall I guess? It’s true that you don't want to pass your cold to me. However, you’re lying about it being best if I stayed away from you.

Harrison: The truth is that you want me to stay here with you, isn’t it?

Kate: … You're right…

Kate: But how did you know I was lying?

My lover was a liar and had the curse of a fox.

He could tell whether someone was lying, just by looking them in the eyes.

(That’s why I wanted to hide my loneliness by saying that the moment he turned his back…)

Harrison: You underestimated me.

Harrison chuckled in amusement and pinched my cheek.

Harrison: I don't need to use my curse to see that you’re over exerting yourself.

Kate: Is that because… you have great observation skills?

Harrison: You could be a little bit more conceited.

Kate: … Then, could it be the power of love?

Harrison: You really say such embarrassing things so casually.

Even though there was no clear affirmation, he didn't deny it either. And that was enough for me.

Harry understood me without having to use any special power. Knowing that we had that sort of connection between us made my heart so full.

Harrison: Anyway, you don’t need to worry about that. Just focus on your recovery.

Harrison: … I don’t feel at ease without you hanging around me.

Kate: … You’re being very honest today.

Harrison: I thought I’d be nice to you since you're unwell. … You don't like it?

Kate: Fufu, I love both versions of you, Harry.

After that, Harry helped me eat and take my medicine.

Harrison: It’s still a little early, but should we go to bed?

Kate: I think we should.

(... I don’t want to make Harry worry more about me, so I’ll rest well and recover quickly.)

Harrison: Is there anything else you want before going to bed?

(I honestly wanted our usual goodnight kiss, but I didn't want to risk infecting him with my cold…)

Kate: … I want a goodnight kiss on my forehead.

Harrison: You’re the one wanting to be pampered today, huh?

Harrison gently brushed my bangs with a playful smile.

Harrison: But… I like this.

Harry pressed his cold lips onto me.

Kate: Mm… Harry, why—...

Harrison: … What?

Kate: Why did you kiss me on the lips! I thought I would spread my cold to you, that’s why I said I wanted a forehead kiss…

Harrison: Because I find it adorable that you care this much about me.

Harrison: And I’ve told you this before. I can see right through your lies and know that you care deeply about me.

Kate: Ahh… nn…

Our lips met once again, Harry’s soft tongue brushed against my lips provocatively.

I nervously parted my lips, and my breath was taken away in a deep kiss.

Harrison: Mm… didn’t you say that you didn't want to spread the cold to me?

Kate: … Because… kissing you… feels so good…

Harrison: …

Kate: Harry?

Harrison: … I’d pin you down right now if it weren't for your cold.

Kate: !?

Harrison: Besides, catching a cold isn't too bad. There's a superstition that you’ll immediately recover if you pass the cold to someone else.

Kate: I don’t want you to be the next one to have a hard time because you caught a cold from me.

Harrison: … Then give me just half of your cold by kissing me.

As much as I didn’t want to pass my cold to Harry, I couldn't resist kissing him.

I found myself craving and wanting more. It must've been because of my fever, and my love for Harry.

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[mayuichi]

“If I die in the process, will you join me?„

Nikolai Gogol x Reader ⟡ Warning : slight yandere behavior (kinda) I suppose??

note: i'm sorry for every Nikolai simps if i made him ooc, i really tried my best (and i think he's okay??). i still hope you can enjoy it!!

Official art from the anime.

You were pouting at him when he shoved a candy inside your mouth. It makes you gasp, chewing on it. He laughs at you, clearly mocking. You are about to make a comeback when he stands up to go to the bathroom. You blink a few times.

You don't even remember how you two ended up befriending one another. Wasn't he supposed to piss you off ? Well, he still does. But there was something more perhaps. You are his safe space, one where he can act however the hell his heart tells him to. And he is your home.

Wherever you are, as long as he's with you, then it means you belong there. You could be on the other side of the earth, if he's there, you'd be fine. You aren't properly dating though. You know, that step where no one dares to make a move.

It's so obvious though. The feelings you have for him are pouring out of your heart. Even a blind man could see it. And the way he acts with you is nowhere close to how he can even act toward Sigma. Not even close to how he treats Fyodor.

There is something about you he couldn't explain, yet he wants to comprehend it. No, he needs to. He can't spend a day without thinking a hundred times about your expression, your shy laugh whenever he's around. But he wants to hear you burst in laugh. Why can he only hear it when there's the others ? Can't he be the only one to hear it ?

He needs to know why you can't act entirely like yourself. But he knows. He knows but he doesn't understand. If you love him, can't he be the only one who sees your brightess smile, hears your most sincere laugh?

He'd be a liar to look in your eyes and say he doesn't want to wake up next to you every morning. You are the reason why he's feeling weaker recently. And he loves it. He craves for that sensation, that safety near you. Why are you so special ? He had so much plan with the Decay of Angels, why did you joined and ruined it all ?

But he can't bring himself to push you away. He wants you as much as you do. You're addicted to one another, and there's no way back now. He would kill you if he couldn't be all you need.

... You were supposed to hate each other. You were finding him over the top, and he was thinking you're too simple. But there you both are.

Sitting in his apartment for the last few days before changing place. Picking on each other, just to be annoying. He is the best though, he always manages to piss you off. But do you actually mind ? Probably not.

You sigh, walking up to the small tree. In fact, it was a tiny Christmas tree in a pot. You couldn't do a big one when you need to leave each place so often. You all did it. You managed to all be here to make it and have dinner together. For once you wouldn't be at one another's throat, trying to strangle them. It's hard to get along with them.

Nikolai insisted on placing sweets around the pot, and some candy canes with the garlands. They all let him do so. Why would they say no anyway? It isn't like they'll be the one to be in the apartment a lot.

You stare at the red and white sweet. You can't lie, the colors remind him somehow. He haunts your mind, isn't he ? You reach out to take one in your hand. He's like sugar, addictive and intoxicating. He would definitely be more likely to be the reason of your death. But you don't mind it.

Hearing footsteps coming closer to you, you turn around to see his tall figure hovering over you. He leans closer, to take a candy over the table. At the same time, he skillfully steals the one in your hand. Placing the small candy on his tongue, he inspects the one that caught your attention earlier.

He hums, a faint smirk appearing. “It reminds me of you. You are as sweet as this candy cane. I want to cherish it, and devour it. Just like with you. I bet you'd taste as good. Sugary like, or perhaps more like a cotton candy?„

He approaches, until you become stuck in between him and the wall. His hand creeps to your jaw, gripping tightly on it as the playful light in his eye disappear. “Why can't you laugh the loudest with me ? I'd do anything for you. I'd even die. Wouldn't you do the same ?„

Any sane person would try to escape that situation. Perhaps you aren't as sane as you thought you were, compared to them. You may be as bad as them. Your gaze faltering, your shoulders sagging, you can barely keep looking at him.

“No.. I would. Of course I would... But I may be scared to make you think I am not good enough...„ you admit. After all, who could be enough for a clown?

A deep, low chuckle emits from him. His finger tracing your face, and stops at your nose. “Do you think so ? Have I not been clear enough?„ he gives a gentle pinch, freeing you. He picks a few candies on the table, sitting down on the sofa once again.

He pats the seat beside him, hurrying you to join him. “If I die in the process, will you join me?„ you don't expect such a dark talk around such a joyful period. But he is right. You take place beside him, hesitantly placing your hand over his.

Without even speaking, he already knows your answer. It's so obvious. A playful smile covers his stern look, and he leans to press his head against your shoulder. “That's what I thought. That's why you are the only one who'd suit me.„

Everyone is sure of his feelings for you. If anyone were to deny it, they'd be such fools. But yours, even if pouring out, you would deny it. You know they're real, but you can't trust your feelings. You want to deny them. And he knows it.

He undoes the paper around the candy cane, before tapping it against your lips. “I'll be waiting for you to be sure. Even if it takes years, I'll be waiting. But don't let me die without letting me know I haven't been delusional.„ he half heartedly jokes.

You could guess what was going in his head. And why he left to the bathroom for several minutes earlier. He didn't wanted to snap at you, not when you are so vulnerable. So he had to bring himself back together.

He squeezes your hand, and you squeeze it back. “... I won't. I promise. Let me just a few more days...„ you breath out, and he nods.

“If you can make someone such as I, a clown, be so weak, then you shouldn't be fret about the truth in my words.„ he closes his eyes, sliding the sweet past your lips.

“Thus is the truth about your clown, lovesick for you.„

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[canirove]

In The Name of Love | Chapter 32

Auhor's note: Two things. 1: Only three chapters (two + epilogue) left! 😱 And 2... I'm sorry 🫣

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"I don't know who has eaten more candy, me or the kids" Emma says.

"I think it's a draw" I chuckle.

"You could have also eaten some, you know? Some sugar will do you good, cheer you up."

"I'm fine, Emma."

"No, you aren't. You don't need any make up to look dead, you've been leaving in a constant Halloween for the past weeks."

"Wow, thank you" I laugh.

"Val, I'm sorry if it sounds mean, but I'm worried about you. Are you sure you are ok?"

"I'm fine" I repeat. But I'm not. 

Since the game against Manchester United, things haven't improved. At the stadium no one has bothered me again, probably because Dani did talk with someone. And at the school people don't gossip about me anymore. But online…

Online the mole has kept sharing photos and things about me, the haters loving it, their mean comments getting worse and worse. And nothing seems to be stopping them, not even Pedri giving an interview and calling them out for their behaviour. 

"You are such a bad liar, Val…" Emma says. "And that's why you are having lunch with me and my family today."

"What?"

"Yep. You need to have a proper meal, and if there is someone who can give you that, that's my mum. So c'mon" she says, linking her arm with mine and starting to walk.

"Emma, I don't want to bother your family."

"You won't be bothering anyone. They haven't seen you in ages, they are looking forward to it."

"Shouldn't we get rid of this make up, first? I don't know how they will feel if we show up looking like skeletons."

"Stop inventing excuses and let's go" she says, dragging me outside the school.

"Bye, Miss Valeria! Happy Halloween!"

"Happy Halloween" I smile to some of the kids waiting for their parents. And when we cross the main gate…

"Cougar bitch!" someone yells.

"What the… Val!" Emma says. "Oh my God, Val. Are you ok?"

"I… I…" I mumble. I'm covered on something sticky. Something sticky that stinks and…

"Val, hey. Val!"

"I… I…"

"What the fuck are you doing, people?" I hear Emma say. "Stop taking photos! Show some respect!"

"Emma…" I whisper.

"It's ok, come" she says, putting an arm around my shoulders and making me walk.

"Girls! What happened?" Luis says, running towards us.

"Some teenagers threw eggs and god knows what else at Val when we were leaving."

"What?" 

"Emma… Emma, I don't feel ok" I manage to say.

"Don't worry, Val. You are safe now" Luis says, helping me walk. "We'll go inside and help you get cleaned."

"I… I can't… I can't breathe."

"Val… Val, hey… Val!" Emma says, her voice being the last thing I hear before everything turns black. 

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"Hello, beautiful."

"Pedri?" I say, slowly opening my eyes. "What… Where am I?"

"The hospital."

"What?"

"Woah, careful" he says when I try to get up from the bed. "You can't do that."

"Why? What… what happened?" I ask, my eyes still trying to adjust to how bright the light in the room is.

"You fainted at the school. Don't you remember?"

"I… I think…" The teenagers. Whatever they threw at me. Luis and Emma. "Fuck."

"I'll take that as you remembering" he chuckles. 

"How did I end here, tho?"

"After you fainted you weren't waking up, Emma got scared and called an ambulance. They ran some tests and turns out that everything in you is low. Your iron levels, the vitamins, other things I have no idea what they are… They were lucky they caught you when they did, you know? This could have been serious."

"I… I…" 

"You haven't been taken care of yourself, Val. And I…" Pedri says, running his hands through his hair. "I knew there was something going on. I could see it. But I'm stupid and…"

"Pedri, hey. Hey" I say, taking one of his hands on mine. "It isn't your fault."

"Isn't it?" he laughs. Though it is a sad laugh, one that makes my heart sink. "I knew you were struggling and I did nothing to stop it. To help you."

"Because I didn't let you. You, or Emma, or Silvia. You know how stubborn I am, it is all my fault."

"No, Val. This is…"

"Valeria!" my mother says, storming into the room. "Oh, Valeria, my poor child."

"Mum?"

"How are you, Val? When they told me they had taken you to the hospital I feared the worst."

"I… I'm fine" I say, trying to process this outburst of motherly love. "I just haven't been eating well and resting and…"

"And it is all his fault!" she says, looking at Pedri.

"Mum…"

"It is! He is the one to blame, the one who has pushed you to this, to almost dying!"

"Mum, that's not true."

"Have you seen yourself, Val? You are too thin, and the bags under your eyes reach the floor. And do you know why? Because of him. It is all because of him!" she says, pointing at Pedri. "Love should not have you looking like this!"

"She's right, Val" he says, his eyes focused on his hands.

"Of course I am!" my mum says, raising her voice more and more. "Get out of here!"

"What? No!" I complian.

"Get out of here, Pedro! I don't want to see you near my daughter ever again!"

"Mum, stop!"

"I said get out!"

"I… I'm sorry" he says, getting up from his chair and starting to walk away.

"No! Pedri, don't go!"

"Out!" my mum roars again.

"No! Pedri!" I say, trying to get up from the bed but only managing to get tangled with the sheets.

"He has to go, Val. This is all his fault."

"No! No, no, no. Pedri!" I yell, trying to free myself from my mum's grip.

"Is everything ok?" a nurse says, walking into the room. "Why is she screaming?"

"She needs to calm down. Can you give her something?"

"I don't want to calm down, mum! I want him! Pedri!" I yell again.

"I'm gonna call a doctor" the nurse says before leaving.

"I want him, mum" I cry. "I love him."

"I know you do, Val" she says while hugging me. "I know you do. But this is for the best, I promise you."

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"Val" Silvia says after knocking on my room's door. "He's here. Do I ask him to come in?"

"Yes, please" I reply, quickly opening my phone's camera to check myself. I've been resting in bed since I came back from the hospital, and I definitely look like shit.

"You look beautiful, Val."

"Bloody hell, Pedri" I say, my phone slipping from my hands and hitting the floor. When I look up he is leaning against the door's frame as he always does, that smirk I love so much in his face. "Do you do it on purpose?"

"Do what? Scare you?"

"No. That" I say, gesturing towards him. "Do you stand like that because you know I love it?" 

"I didn't know you loved it" he shrugs.

"Yeah, sure."

"I'm serious" he says, walking towards me and picking up my phone.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome" he smiles, sitting on my bed. Though that smile isn't one I love. It is a sad one. "How are you?"

"Good. But I've missed you" I say, reaching for his hand.

"Val…" Pedri says, avoiding my touch. "We need to talk."

"About what?"

"You know about what."

"No, I don't."

"Val…" he sighs. "We need to talk about what happened at the school. About you ending at the hospital, about what your mum said."

"My mum just said nonsense" I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Did she? Because I think she was right."

"What?" I laugh.

"Love should not make you feel like this. Anxious, scared, angry, sad… It should not make you feel so on edge that you end up at the hospital." 

"I'm not feeling like that."

"C'mon, Val. Can't you see it? Being with me is hurting you. And I… I can't keep seeing you suffer like this because of me. I… we… we should…"

"We should what? Break up?" 

"I'm sorry, Val. But it is for the best."

"The best?" I cry. "How is breaking up for the best? I love you!"

"And I love you too."

"Then why are you breaking up with me?"

"Because we are hurting each other, Val" he says, raising his voice. "Because I keep hurting you!"

"You aren't hurting me, Pedri. People are!"

"But they are hurting you because of me, because you are with me. It's the same!"

"It's… urgh!" I yell, throwing one of my pillows against the wall. The pillow with his photo on it to be precise.

"I'm sorry, Val, but your mum was right. It's best if I stay away."

"My mum knows nothing, Pedri. Nothing! She just said that because she's never liked you for whatever the reason!"

"It isn't for whatever the reason. She's never liked me because she was able to see that us being together was bound to end up with me hurting you."

"What?" I laugh and cry all at the same time.

"Goodbye, Val."

"What? No! Pedri, where are you going?" I say, getting up from my bed at the same time he does, having to hold to him to not fall.

"Look at you, Val. Look at you. This is all my fault" he says while hugging me. 

"It's not your fault. It isn't" I insist, my body trembling between his arms. "It's them, not you."

"I'm sorry, Val."

"No" I cry when he takes a step away. "Pedri, please, no."

"I love you, Val. I will always love you" he whispers, kissing my forehead and leaving the room.

"Pedri. Pedri, please… Pedri!" I yell. But he doesn't come back. He isn't coming back.

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"Beth, Luis. What are you doing here?" I say when I open the door of my apartment.

"We've come to check on you" she smiles.

"And to bring you this" he says, giving me a bouquet of flowers. 

"Oh, that's so kind of you" I reply while trying really hard not to cry, the memories of all the bouquets Pedri got me over the years coming back. "Please come in."

"Thank you" they say.

"So, how are you?" Beth says, taking my hand on hers.

"Been better, not gonna lie" I chuckle. "But my doctor said that physically I'm almost recovered."

"Good, that's good. Because we have something that may help you with everything else" Beth says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"We all know break ups aren't easy. Especially when two people love each other as much as you and Pe… him love each other. But there is something that I know always helps, and that's keeping yourself busy with something."

"I don't think I'm ready to go back to the school just yet…"

"We were thinking about something like that but different" Luis says, showing me a piece of paper he had in his pocket. "Have you ever heard about this program? It's like an Erasmus but for teachers."

"An Erasmus?" I ask.

"Yeah. Instead of spending a year abroad studying, you do it teaching." 

"We have a few friends who have tried it and they all have loved it. The other day we had dinner with some of them and they mentioned that there were some free spots that start in January and last just six months instead of the whole year" Beth explains. 

"And we thought that a change of scenery would do you good" Luis continues. "New country, new kids and parents, new language, culture, people…"

"Though not really” Beth says. “Because one of the free spots is in Manchester, and you have a friend there, don't you?"

"I do, yes. Ferran."

"Are things ok between you two?" she asks.

"They are, yes. He's been checking up on me daily since I was in the hospital" I say.

"Well, now he could do it in person and maybe help you with everything else so you don't feel so alone." 

"And who knows, he may even help you fix things with your boy and get back together."

"Luis!" Beth scolds him.

"What? You said it yourself!"

"I didn't, Val. I just… I…"

"It's ok" I smile. "And you are right. If there is someone who can help, that's Ferran."

"Then will you think about our offer?"

"I will, Beth. Thank you very much."

"Anything for you, Val" she says before hugging me. "Anything for you."

#pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri fanfic #pedri gonzalez fanfic #pedri imagine #pedri gonzalez imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

[marigolddove]

💔Lovesick!Howdy Imagine

Request by: Anon

I know you probably want a one-shot and I absolutely will be doing a one-shot for Lovesick!howdy, this is just to have some ideas out there and to give you a taste of lovesick!howdy, haha. I'm having a bit of a block ATM and I'm still working on my Mafia Wally fic and my own personal fic on AO3 so my mind is a bit swamped (which is all my fault really cuz I have too many ideas at once).

Warnings: Obsessive/Possessive behaviors, angst, delusions, mentions of violence/aggression, unhealthy dependencies.

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When Howdy first starts feeling the effects of his illness it's...different.

Like, he was already so enamoured with you every time he'd see you anyway!

When you were shopping, at events thrown by Sally or Julie, or on those days when you would offer so sweetly to help Howdy around the shop.

Oh he was already falling for you, he had no doubts about it.

But lately things have been...weird, scary even.

Here lately when he sees you he can't stop looking at you. At all. Even when part of him wants to, even when you look up and catch him and give him a soft smile that makes his breath catch and his knees weak (that smile has been getting shaky the more you've caught him but he can't tell).

He feels like he can't breathe when you look at him, it's so overwhelming; but he doesn't want you to stop! Oh no, the opposite actually.

He was certain that if you stopped looking at him for too long he would combust, his body and mind burns when you aren't around, aren't looking at him or speaking to him.

And it is so scary, for everyone not just him.

You notice first, of course, you are so sweet, so caring. Of course you would notice he wasn't himself first! You love him! He knows you must.

You have to.

Gosh, if you didn't love him...well there wouldn't be any point of sticking around would there?

Of course he could always just wait for you to fall in love with him, he'd wait forever and a day for you.

Maybe it was mighty off of him to start abandoning his duties around the shop, and okay maybe it was weird for him to peek into your windows; but it's been days since he's seen you! Everyone claims they haven't seen or heard from you, which he feels like must be a lie.

Someone as sweet and social as you wouldn't just cut everyone off, especially him!

Why are they all lying? Why are they all hiding you?! He would never hurt you!

Who were they to judge him! Who were they to keep you two apart! He needs you, now more than ever.

He needs your sweet smiles, soft and caring touches and comforting aura.

The bugdega becomes a shadow of what it once was and it affects everyone in the neighborhood.

Howdy refuses to clean it, refuses to make more orders or restock until you're back.

He admits he goes a bit overboard when he practically trashes Poppy's home on his hunt for you, Poppy is—was his friend, everyone was, but then they all lied. Liars aren't friends.

Not when their lies hurt.

He wouldn't have to be so confrontational if someone would just tell the truth! If you would just come and see him like you go off and see everyone else in secret now!

Julie says you left, that you took only what was necessary and left the neighborhood.

That was a mean lie, a hurtful one, it made him feel hurt all over.

Made his chest ache, his fuzz stand on end and his head swim, but most of all it made him see red.

Why would she say that?! Why would anyone say something so horrible; so awful?!

You wouldn't do that! Leave all your furniture and beloved knick knacks and movies and books; your collections of memories, you wouldn't just abandon all your friends.

You wouldn't abandon him.

Some things are a...blur to him after that. He isn't sure what he did, but it wasn't nice or good and it wasn't anything he should be capable of; not Howdy Pillar, friendly and kind shop keeper, beloved member of the neighborhood.

Whatever he did it was bad enough to make Barnaby hit him, shove him, why would Barnaby hurt him now? Didn't he understand he was already in so much pain? Weren't they friends?

Things are wrong when you aren't here to help him.

The rest of the neighborhood is quick to react, Wally is the man with the plan.

He tells Howdy that you're resting at Home and that he can go see you as long as he calms down.

Finally!!

The truth and some help, Howdy knew he could count on Wally! He's the friendliest and most helpful in the neighborhood, after all!

What Howdy doesn't know is that you really did leave, intending to come back when you received word things had calmed down or that Howdy was okay.

You couldn't stay after hearing him try to open your door while you "slept", you had stood in silent horror as you watched the door handle jiggle and the door strain from his weight.

Thankfully he hadn't tried any harder than that, since the sickness hadn't reached its true peak.

And now, as Howdy moves deeper into Home, his heart beats impossibly quick and his ears ring as he imagines your sleeping form in Wally's guest room.

Only for the front door to slam shut behind him, but he doesn't care yet.

It's only when he finds the guest room empty that he starts to feel tricked, and when he realizes that Home is entirely devoid of you or anyone else he knows he's been tricked.

Now it's too late, he's trapped in here. Without anyone, all his friends must be outside laughing at him.

And as he shouts, shakes and bangs at all exits he can find he imagines you, so radiant and enchanting that it blinds him to the horror that his life is.

Like I said I fully intend on making Howdy content this is just a taste, I love making and reading imagines like these, I hope you enjoyed this!

#howdy x reader #lovesick #lovesick!howdy #Howdy Pillar #headcanons #ideas #welcome home #imagine

[mitsuyaya]

[ parting gift ] hayakawa aki

contains: 700+ words. angsttt!, noblewoman reader x knight aki, reader is referred to as my lady, unedited (as usual)

summary: a price to pay for the heinous crime you commit is your happiness and the life of the man you love the most.

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“What if we run away?”

You wait for Aki to break the silence, to utter a single word, to refuse your offer and change the subject of your conversation. To tell you off and go home. Because the longer you stay, the longer you stare at his miserable state—behind bars, bruised and dirtied—the more difficult it is for you to repress the emotions that want to break free from the inside.

But the other half of you wanted him to say yes, agree and then pretend like your lives aren't at stake. Run away at this moment and forget about everything, forget about what would happen the next day and the day after.

“Would that make you happy, my lady?” it will, definitely, absolutely. But you don't think you can ever be safe if you did run away. The future would be terrifying, would always be filled with constant running and worry, the fear of getting caught and being brutally murdered on the spot will be an everyday thought. It wasn't the best course of action, you know it too well.

“Tell me, if we ever do run away, would we ever have a bright future?” you won't, the answer is too obvious.

“Will we have sons and daughters as we dreamt of? Have an estate even larger than your family owns?” you kept your mouth shut, heart cracking with every truth that comes out of his lips.

“Would someone like me have a perfectly normal life with someone like you?”

“But we'll always be together” he shakes his head, “A murderer doesn't deserve to be happy” the tears you've been trying to hold back since you got here broke free, cascading through your cheeks in steady streams.

“You aren't a murderer Aki!” you shouted, pointing to yourself “It was me! I was the one who kill—” Aki hurriedly covers your mouth, struggling with the chains binding his wrists.

“Don’t say that! What if someone hears you?” The fear on his face reminds you that he's on death's door all because of you, that because of what you did, you'd lose the person you love so much. That by taking your place, he was detained in the highest tower, awaiting his execution the next morning.

And yet, even at this moment, it's still you he's thinking about—it's you he's worrying—not him, not his life, only you.

“It wasn't your fault, don't say that, you could get hurt if anybody hears.” Another wave of tears slipped from your eyes, it hurts so much.

You were the one who murdered the crown prince, fed him poison all because you weren't thinking straight. All because he threatened that he'll kill Aki and your family if you didn't marry him.

But Aki still took the blame, receiving the death, hatred and pain that should've been directed to you, that should've been your future.

“I’m so sorry Aki, you weren't supposed to be here” your chest hurts from guilt, throat flaring from the truth that you'll never get to see him again because of you, because of your foolish actions.

“My lady” he reaches for you, cups your cheeks and wipes your tears with his thumb. “Don’t feel sorry, it is my choice because I wanted to protect you, I'm your knight aren't I? This is my duty” Aki smiled, although there's bitterness and fear beneath his words. None of what he said comforted you, it only made you even guiltier.

“But still—” he shushes you, taking your hands into his, pulling it closer to his lips. “I want you to live longer, find happiness like you've always wanted. I don't regret anything so please don't feel guilty.”

Aki kisses the back of your hand, your knuckles, looking straight at you as a tear falls from his eyes, his figure trembling slightly. He's a liar, pretending to be strong and nonchalant when he's just as terrified as you are. You felt his hand pull away, grabbing something from his pocket.

“Before you go, please accept this gift” you couldn't stop your tears from falling, the noise that you've been trying to repress flows through your mouth and you're sure that the prisoners downstairs could hear your sobs and whimpers now.

When his hands found yours again, he brought out a ring, slipping it on your finger, it was the ring he would always show you, one that belongs to his mother and the generations before that. “I love you forever my lady, please live for me.”

#[ੈ✩‧₊˚]. constellations #hayakawa aki x reader #hayakawa aki angst #hayakawa aki drabbles #aki x reader #aki angst #aki drabbles #csm x reader #csm angst #csm drabbles #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man angst #chainsaw man drabbles #🌠. que mie