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holylulusworld · 3 months

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Indecent Proposal (10)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Warnings: sexy mobsters, fluff, voyeurism, established Stucky, reverse cowgirl, grinding, groping, breeding kink, a lil angst, bitchy ex, smut, unprotected sex

Indecent Proposal (9.2)

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“See, the little getaway with our pretty doll was a great idea,” Bucky purrs while running his hand up and down his cock. He doesn’t care about the luxurious ambiance of the cabin they bought, only for you. His eyes are glued to you and his husband.

Steve is sitting on one of the comfortable armchairs and watches you move backward to sit in his lap. “Lift your cute ass again, baby. I’m gonna give you what you are craving.”

Bucky watches you slowly sink on his husband’s cock. “Slow, sweetness,” Steve helps you steady your body. You want to try something new with the blonde, so you take your righteous place on the throne he offers. “Good girl, now open up for me.”

You lean back against his chest and allow Steve to guide you down on his cock. He groans in your ear, almost sounding desperate as you eagerly roll your hips to test the best position.

“Fuck, he’s so big, Bucky,” you look the brunette straight in the eyes while his husband cups your tits to play with your nipples.

“Do you want a cowboy hat too,” Bucky mirrors your smirk. “You look so pretty on top of Stevie.” He drops his eyes to your cunt. “Even better stuffed with his cock.”

“She’s a good girl,” Steve gives you a few shallow thrusts. “Right, doll? You are so good for me and Bucky.” The blonde moves one hand between your legs to pinch your clit. “I asked you a question!”

“YES!” you breathlessly reply. You’re already on the edge and can’t wait to feel Steve fill you up too. On your flight to your secret cabin, you already sucked him off while his husband ate your cunt until you came all over his face.

Now you start bouncing up and down, while his husband pleasures himself. Bucky groans and grunts, urging you on to move faster, and give his husband what he’s craving.

“I bet her womb will welcome your spunk too, Stevie. She will have all of our babies and look so pretty when I suck milk from her tits.”

You can feel Steve’s cock throb inside of you. He’s close to losing it only from the way you grind back and forth. “Shit, stop talking like that, Buck. I could cum right now and fill her up.”

“Do it,” you whine. “Please. I don’t care if I cum. I only want to feel you use my cunt and breed it. Give me your seed. Make me yours.”

“Oh, fuck taking it slow,” Steve growls. He lifts you off his lap and stands up to push you onto the bed. You end up bending over, Steve behind you. “Have my cock, whore.”

He slips back inside and immediately grips your hips. Steve loses all control. He slams into you without holding back. “Harder,” you gasp and moan. “Cum inside of me. Fuck me until I cry. Break me!”

“Stevie…doll!” Bucky makes an odd noise. His cum hits Steve’s back and ass, but the blonde doesn’t stop.

He pins you to the mattress with his weight and starts battering your cunt. Steve is rutting into you deep, and slow.

He growls in your ear, whispering all the filthy thoughts swirling in his mind. “You’re my whore. Mine. I’ll give you a baby. No one will take you away from us. This cunt is ours. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” you can only take his punishing thrusts and give up control. All the softness is gone. This is primal fucking, and the need to get bred, and to breed. “I’m yours…”

“Of course you are ours,” Bucky slaps his husband’s ass. “Fuck her harder. I want to see her broken and filled with cum. Maybe I’ll give her a load later too.”

They are talking about you as if you aren’t even there with them, but all you can think about is that you want this more than anything. Giving up control, and letting these men give you what you have been craving for so long.

“Fuck,” you fist the sheets. “I want to feel it.” Steve groans into your ear feeling your cunt tighten around him. “Now.”

“Shit…doll…” He cums with a shout of your name and collapses on top of you. For a moment you both don’t move. Steve nuzzles his face in your neck while you lie on the bed, a little shell-shocked at your change of mind.

Weeks ago you were afraid of them and wanted to run for the hills. Now you willingly let them fill you up.

“So pretty when you cum,” Bucky pats your head. “Did he make you feel good, baby doll? I bet he did.”

“Yeah…” You weakly reply. “So good…”

“I think she needs a break,” Steve slowly pulls out of you. “Damn, she looks good filled with cum.”

He gets up to look at your abused cunt. “Give me my phone, baby. I wanna take a picture.”

“You perv,” Bucky throws the phone at Steve. “I want a close-up.”

“Who’s the perv here,” Steve snaps a few pictures while his husband kneels on the bed to knead your ass. “Give her a break, Buck.”

“Break…and food…” You are almost asleep when you feel like you are floating on air. One of them picked you up to carry you inside the bathroom while the other prepared a warm bath for you, and them.

“Good thing I wanted the biggest bathtub I could get,” Bucky smirks at his husband. “Now we can all have a bathtub party.”

“So, what are we doing here?” You look around the deserted store. “I thought we got everything we’ll need at the cabin.”

“We wanted to grab a few more things,” Bucky wraps his arm around your shoulders while his husband busies himself with the wine. “Steve, we’ve got more than enough wine. Let’s get this over with. I want to go home and chase you around the bedroom until you give up and let me fuck your sweet peach.”

“Buck, not here,” Steve grunts. “I want to get more wine and food. You never know if there will be more snow.”

“Oh yeah, wine and white chocolate will save us,” the brunette snorts. “Do you want to have a look at their more interesting stuff? I saw chocolate flavored lubed over there.”

“Bucky,” you grunt. “Not here.”

“You are both so boring in public. I bet,” Bucky licks his lips, “you would let me fuck you right here, next to the shelf with chocolate. A sweet sin next to sweet things.”

“Buck, behave. We have time to get naughty when we are back at the cabin,” Steve tuts. He can be such a prude in public and the kinkiest man in the bedroom. “We got everything. Doll, do you need anything?”

“Uh-for how long are we going to stay here?” You quirk a brow. “I need lady toiletries if we stay for longer.”

“Soon you won’t need them,” Bucky pecks your cheek. “Go ahead and get all you need. I’ll grab the good stuff while Steve gets more wine.”

You aimlessly walk through the store. Steve and Bucky never stray too far. You can hear them chat about wine and food.

They look like a normal, almost domestic pair to anyone but you. You’re the only person at the store knowing about their profession.

“If that ain’t the new toy,” a woman snarls as you are about to have a look at the ice cream. “What’s your name, sugartits?”

“What?” You blink a few times. The woman seems to talk to you, but you have no clue what she wants.

“You heard me! Did they promise you to love you too?” She sneers when Bucky and Steve make their way toward you. “I bet they did. You should watch your back.” She snaps at you. “If you don’t, you end up stabbed. They don’t love anyone but themselves.”

One angry look from Bucky, and the woman flees. Leaving you speechless and stunned.

You didn’t expect them to fall in love with you. Hell, you don’t know whatever is going on between you and them. Still, her words have you worried…

“Doll, she’s a frustrated bitch who doesn’t want us to get happy with you. Please believe me, she doesn’t mean shit to us. We haven’t seen her for almost three years,” Bucky sighs as you pull away.

You sniff and look away. “If we ever break up, will you say the same about me? Maybe you only want me to have your heir and kick me out the moment I pop out your baby.”

“Y/N, we should all calm down,” Steve softly says. “You see the woman at the store was Peggy Carter. A former love interest. Buck and I had something going on with her some years back. It was an on-and-off kind of thing. Sex only.”

“We broke things up because she got possessive over Steve,” Bucky makes a face. “You are important to us. I don’t know if it’s love, but we care for you.”

“If we are having a baby, you will be their mother. Bucky and I will not let you go. Not now, not ever. You are ours and belong with us.”

“And we belong with you,” the brunette adds. “This is not all about kinky sex, doll.” He smirks and undresses you with his eyes. “Even though, I want you to watch me have my way with Steve.”

“Okay,” you nod. “If we are going to bring new life into this…” You wrinkle your forehead. “Let’s call it a relationship. I want to clarify I few rules.”

“Oh, sweet doll,” Bucky purrs and is about to pounce on you. “I’m all for rules.”

“Bucky, she’s not wrong. We should talk about rules and our future together. Y/N needs safety and stability.”

Indecent Proposal (11)

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#stucky #stucky x reader #stucky x you #stucky x y/n #female reader #steve rogers #bucky barnes #smut #mafia au

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pearlywritings · 10 months

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His little hero

synopsis: it was you who always saved him from nightmares, but it seems that another precious girl decided to take that role upon herself.

pairing and characters: (implied) Kaveh x fem!reader, your daughter

tw: established relationship, hurt/comfort, girldad!Kaveh, domestic moment

word count: 1.2k+ words

a/n: I am slowly coming back, and let’s say this small fic is the first step of me returning on my way of writing

"Dad!"

Kaveh jolts upright with a startled gasp, pink padparadscha eyes wide and chest heaving. Blood is thumping in his veins, in his head, in his throat, in his everywhere, turning the whole world in the sounds of his widely beating heart. He doesn't register how sweaty he is or how his frame is trembling - the veil of sleep is too thick to shake it off of his conscience.

"Dad?"

Oh, but he has to, he needs to fight it and get a hold on reality. Shaking his head and making the hair messier than before, the man in his late thirties turns to look to his side, only to be met with the same soft gem-like eyes, reflecting the light of a nightstand lamp. Wait, the lamp has been turned on? Or did he forget to switch it off in the evening, after he told his daughter, who sneaked into her parents' room and wormed her way to her father's side, many stories to lull her to sleep? And why is there such immeasurable worry on the surface of these pinkish pools, staring at him without blinking?

He wants to lift his hand to rub at his eyes, but realizes that two small hands of a five-years old have an almost death grip on his long fingers. What has frightened her so much? He is sure he didn't tell her any horror stories - he probably wouldn't have been able to fall asleep himself. Then what is it-

"Dad, what's wrong..?” It twists his heart, how sad and small she sounds. “I am scared… are you okay?"

She is scared..? Of him? Or…for him?

Shit.

"I'm fine," Archons, this tired and hoarse voice is so strange, yet painfully familiar to him. Kaveh turns to face her properly and reaches the free hand to gently cup her little cheek, fore and middle fingers smoothing her locks behind her ear. “I really am,” he tries to sound softer, leaning down and placing a kiss to her forehead, pushing his fears behind to comfort his sweet girl. “Shh, it’s okay, baby, don’t look so sad.”

“But…but you were crying…” her lower lip trembles and the man immediately brings her close to his chest, folding legs and settling her against them. Artistic fingers carefully adjust her cute flower-patterned pajama, smoothing the fabric and rubbing at her back intact with the rocking of the architect’s body. Lips press to the top of her head, sweetly murmuring words of reassurance and promises that he really is fine.

He wants to believe he is. After all, Kaveh has an amazing wife, a child - the most wonderful girl in the whole world, he has a stable well-paying job, a nice house he built for his little family, great friends (maybe just a little bit annoying at times), and everyone around him is happy. He is happy.

But sometimes… Sometimes he is so-so scared of losing it all. To not hear the laughter in tavern at the table his pals reserved, to not have a home to come back to, to once again struggle with providing for his loved ones, to not have this bundle of sunshine in his arms, calling him ‘dad’ and expressing her happiness through the brightest smile on her adorable face, to not kiss you good morning and good night while holding your hand and smoothing his thumb over the metal of a band wrapped around your finger.

He knows how easy it is to lose everything - it happened to him way too many times he’d like to admit. And now, when he has so many wonderful things all at once? He cannot stop thinking about it occasionally. The nightmare of such a kind shouldn’t be surprising, but must've it really come to him, when his daughter sought her dad's cuddles on a night when you went for a sleepover to your friend’s?

Kaveh sighs heavily, running a palm down his face, as if wiping the remnants of sleep and clinging worries, refocusing his gaze on a child in his lap. She sniffles a couple of times quietly, but doesn’t look like she is about to cry, though the man is fully prepared to comfort her. Instead, she bumps her forehead against his ribs, butting them.

“Do you miss mom?” He has to strain his ears to hear that, but he does. Running his digits through her silky locks, the architect hums, glancing at the photo of you three on his nightstand - it depicted the moment right after he sneaked behind you, lifting you bridal style, while your girl was in your arms. Ah, her and your smiles are the sunniest, and he knows you’d say that his is just as beaming.

“Of course I miss mom, baby.”

“Were you crying because of it?”

Ah… Of course she is still worried for him. It kind of reminds Kaveh of himself - though he was older and it was to his mom.

The sudden comparison makes him shudder.

May his daughter never experience the same thing.

“I don’t know, love. I had a nightmare, but I don’t remember much,” half-truth and half-lie. He might not remember the details, but he knows what caused it. “You saved me from it though. You know what it makes you?”

“I saved you?” She lifts her head and his heart melts at the sight of her eyes, widened in astonishment. “I really did?”

“Mhm, you did.”

“Am I… a hero?”

She is. Just like her mother.

“You are, little feather. The greatest hero, the conqueror of nightmares, the savior of dads!”

She giggles, hiding her face in his chest, turning bashful. He kisses the top of her head again, cuddling her small body into his, sensing how with every second spent in his daughter’s dazzling presence less and less fears remain in his heart and brain. She truly is a wonder. His and your wonder.

“I am like mom!” Oh, many would beg to differ, considering the stark resemblance the girl holds to her father, but Kaveh knows what she means. “You say mom saves you every day.”

“She does,” an almost dreamy sigh escapes him, “she really does. But even heroes sometimes get tired and have to restore their power. That is why mom is out today having fun with her friends, whom she hasn’t seen for a long time. As for the little heroes, they should sleep at night to grow into even mightier heroes. So why don’t we-”

“For how long?” The girl cuts him off, lifting her head again and glancing at the man with curiosity. “A day?”

“No,” he chuckles, realizing that’s going to take a while now to get her to sleep, “longer than that.”

“Hm… Two days?”

“No, it’s not like the weekend at school.”

“Three days!?”

This time he shakes his head, listening with a smile to how the number of days keeps growing along with the size of her eyes and opening mouth. It never seizes to amaze him how a simple conversation with her makes everything so much better. There is a slither of guilt about waking her up and worrying her so much with his state, but watching her play the guessing game eagerly only five minutes after she was ready to cry for him - soothes Kaveh.

Moving closer to the headboard and settling against it, the blond decides to entertain her more, until she is sleepy enough to get back to the dreamland. After all, even the little heroes need rest, and that’s the least he can do for his.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #kaveh x reader #kaveh x fem!reader #kaveh #dad!kaveh #genshin impact fluff

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lokiandbuckysdoll · 5 months

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𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝒜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁

Summary: The after math of your confession to Finnick and how true your words meant when you promised to bring him home.

Pairing: Finnick Odiar x Reader

Word count: 927

Warnings: Death and angst.

A/N: read part 1 here

Your eyes find Gloss, water dripping from his bare skin, as he has Finnick in his hold, the knife in his hand is close to Finnick's neck. You think quickly grabbing the knife on your belt and throwing it through the air in a matter of seconds. It’s headed right for Gloss, and when the blade lodges in the center of his forehead, it throws him back. He releases Finnick and Glass drops dead and a cannon blast.

You run straight to Finnick. " Are you okay!?" you lift your hands and examine his neck and body making sure he was not injured. Once you knew he was okay you pulled him into a tight hug. " I thought I was going to lose you fin" You hug him tighter, and he wraps his arm around you "I'm not that easy to kill" he chuckles. You pull back and look into his eyes and you can see something changing in them, his eyes hold a loving gaze, the gaze he gives Annie. " Never scare me like that again"

Finnick was about to say something when a movement out of the corner of your eye makes you turn your head, hand reaching for the knife that’s lined up next. You see Cashmere throw a spear your way.

"Finnick!" you push him out of the way and he falls. Before you could throw your knife Katniss was on it. She buries her arrow in the center of Cashmere’s chest, eliminating her.

A cannon blasts and you look down to see Cashmere’s spear impaled in your abdomen. You drop to your knees. " fin" you call weakly and he's there in a seacon. " Shit, Y/n" he moves you lay in his lap and you pulled the spear out. " It's okay" he tries to reason with you but you can see the fear in his eyes. Kathiass and the others join you as Finnick holds you. " I kept my promise fin, You'll be okay" You reach your hand up to cup his cheek as you feel yourself slowly slipping.

" Don't say that, you'll be okay. I'll get you home" Tears began to spill from his water line, and you rub them away with your thumb. " I love you Finnick Odair" You smile one last time knowing now it was only a matter of time before it would be all over and Finnick would be safe. You see the light fading and your hand goes limp against his face falling to your chest.

Finnick panics " No! Y/N! Stay with me please! Please godman it!" he cries as he leans down rocking the both of you. tears soak his face as he watches your lifeless body in his arms. " We have to move," Kathiss says with a broken voice as she witnesses yet another one of her friends die due to snow. Finnick looks at her heartbreak written all over his face, he knows Katniss is right but can't force himself to leave. He looks at you one last time as he moves to lay you down. " I love you too, always" he whispers as he closes your eyes and places a kiss on your forehead.

When Finnick opened his eyes he knew he must have been dreaming because the last thing he remembered was one of the mutts draining him back down into the water. The remaining mutts end up overwhelming him and devouring him, and then Katniss uses the Holo's self-destruct.

He moves around to see that he is somewhat familiar but can't pinpoint where, he moves to sit up and looks around the room and then it hits him. He's in your room but it can't be because it was been nearly months ago since you died in the arena in his arms. He hears movement from downstairs and is quick to get up and exit your room.

He hears your voice coming from the kitchen, when he turns the corner he loses his breath at the sight of you. "Y/N?" he questions softly. Your head turns to the sound of his voice " Finnick?" you drop the dishes and move toward him. " are you real? Is this real?" he questions as you look exactly how he remembers. " I could say the same about you" you question back walking up to him, hesitantly placing your hands on his face. "You are real, this is real" You begin to cry and you pull him into a tight hug. He doesn't hesitate to hold you close to him.

" h-how is this possible you died, I saw you die in my arms" his voice breaks remembering that day. You pull back cupping his face in both yoru hands wiping his tears. " I did die, but if you are here.. that means you died as well. That's the only way to explain why you are here with me" You smile sadly at him. It makes little sense to him, he's sure there was no way of saving him when the mutts got him.

" Is this heaven he questions?" you laugh at his question. " in a way it is here it is more peaceful, no war, no games just peace, but it gets lonely" You look up into his eyes and see that loving gaze again, he pulls you close to his face, his lips connect to yours and it's as if everything is where it's meant to be he pulls back smiling at you " Let's be lonely together"

#the hunger games #hunger games fanfiction #finnick angst #thg finnick #finnick odair fanfiction #finnick odair #finnick x reader #finnick imagine #finnick x y/n #finnick x you #finnick fanfic

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deep-fried-egg · 8 months

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(I am deep-fried-egg. I am not stealing fics.)

Full throttle

Warnings: inaccurate explanation of illegal street racing, g!p, lesbians

Smut below this shit 👇👇👇

Tara is an illegal street racer. is she ashamed? not at all. she's proud of herself! she's the most famous street racer in all of New York. anyone can recognize that powder blue 1976 AMC racer from miles away. and everyone knows it's her because of how beat up it is.

Now y/n is her nemesis. Tara has never been able to beat y/n in a race and has made it her life mission for the past 3 years.

Y/n is the only person Tara can't beat actually. somehow Tara constantly fucking loses against her. Tara doesn't give up though.

This time Tara got a little distracted per se during this race and here's why:

"Why do you keep racing me, Tara? It's not like you ever win!" Y/n yelled from where she was sitting in the car next to Tara who looked like she was making a plan on how to win the world cup.

Tara rolled her eyes at y/n's statement and just said. "Because I can" with so much confidence in herself. Y/n smirked slightly at Tara but then just said "Well you're going to need to be faster Tara if you're going to win." which honestly pissed Tara off because she could still win if she wanted to.

Y/n just shook her head at Tara's stubbornness and went back to looking through her phone while waiting for Tara to get ready. Tara looked over at y/n who seemed to be scrolling through Tumblr or something. Y/n had this thing for Tumblr. Kind of weird but who cares.

"Alright, I'm ready." Tara smacked the roof of y/n's cat before getting into her own. y/n smiled at Tara who gave her the middle finger back before driving off towards their first race. which was about a mile away.

before they knew it the race was starting and they had to rev their engines before starting. just to show off a little. Tara immediately went full speed as soon as she could go. She made sure to never hit the brake pedal to keep her pace up. she felt the rush. the adrenaline coursing through her body. She loved doing this. speeding her car down an empty street. racing her biggest enemy. the one girl she was determined to win against.

Tara's heart began pounding and her breathing quickened as she approached closer and closer to the finish line. As soon as her mind started focusing on the win she was about to have under her belt she looked outside the passenger's window (big mistake) and saw y/n lift her shirt and bra to flash Tara which caused Tara to rapidly lose speed and y/n ended up winning the race yet again.

Tara started spacing off as she could feel her cock start getting erect at the thought of seeing y/n's tits again. She couldn't help it really, y/n was just irresistible.

the moment Tara stepped out of her car she stormed towards y/n and pushed her front onto the roof of her car. "that wasn't fucking fair y/n." She hissed into the h/c girl's ear as she gripped her hips tightly. y/n let out a small gasp as she could feel Tara's dick pressing up against her thigh.

"you cheated." Tara continued pushing into her and letting her hands slide under the hem of y/ns shirt so she could trace over the smooth skin of y/ns stomach. y/n squirmed at Tara's touch. "you cheated." Tara repeated as she bit his shoulder and then made a suggestion.

"we should move this into MY car. I want to feel like a winner." Tara suggested with a sly smile causing a shiver to run down y/n's spine. y/n nodded and allowed Tara to pull y/n towards her car so she could open the door to the backseats and fucking ruin her.

Tara struggled to open the back door because there was a large dent near the handle which made it difficult to open the door. y/n giggled at Tara's struggle before opening the door herself with no problems.

Tara rolled her eyes before climbing into the backseat with y/n following shortly afterward. y/n shut the door to the backseat firmly before she turned her head to look at Tara.

Tara pushed y/n down so she could straddle her thighs. Tara then lifted y/n's shirt and gently bit the skin of y/ns shoulder.

"Tell me I'm a better racer or I'm not fucking you." Tara whispered in y/ns ear and y/n swallowed hard before saying, "y - yeah you are! you're a better racer than me!" Tara grinned at y/n response. y/n's voice cracked when she said that and Tara smiled even more before biting Y/n's collarbone.

Tara unhooked y/n's bra before she saw those beautiful breasts and she almost moaned at the sight.

"Fuck. I've been wanting to do this." Tara murmured against y/n's neck. Tara felt her goblin instincts take over and she quickly rid both herself and Y/n of the rest of their clothes before settling between Y/n's legs.

y/n gasped at Tara's sudden movements as she felt Tara position herself and push in without thinking.

"fuck.." Tara mumbled as she started thrusting inside y/n. Tara didn't know where her self-control went. every part of her body ached for this woman. she only wanted to fuck her, to take her all night long.

but y/n doesn't deserve it. not after all of that winning she's been doing! Tara thought bitterly as she continued to thrust into y/n harder and harder. She groaned at the thought of how badly she wanted to make y/n cry out in pleasure. to beg for her release. to scream out her name. but she kept quiet and didn't say anything instead continuing to pound into y/n mercilessly.

Tara reached down to grab y/n's hips so she can thrust in a little easier. y/n wrapped her legs around Tara's waist in response.

"fucking hell Tara! I - oh fuck!" Tara watched as y/n arched her back in ecstasy. the sound of y/n's moans, her breathy whimpers, made her feel things she wasn't used to feeling. but it also made her feel a sense of pride and accomplishment.

she wanted to hear y/n scream like this again and again. to hear her beg for her to take her. to taste her. to feel her. Tara wanted y/n to forget everything and just come undone beneath her. Tara wants y/n to give her what she needs. Tara thrusts a few more times before she cums deep inside y/n. Tara kept on thrusting though, even if she was getting overstimulated.

"o-oh fuck Tara! I'm going to cum!" Tara suddenly pulled out of y/n before she could cum which made y/n whine in disappointment.

"oh my god, y/n don't be such a baby. I'll let you cum at some point! I just need to teach you a little lesson." Tara told y/n who just rolled her eyes at Tara's words and pouted. "I hate you." y/n said as she crossed her arms against her chest and glared at Tara who just chuckled lightly at y/n's reaction.

"no, you don't," Tara said before slipping back inside of y/n once again. Y/n was panting now which Tara took great pleasure in. Y/n grabbed Tara's hair and buried her face into Tara's neck. Tara felt satisfied hearing y/n whimper her name and she smirked at the sound.

"Tara please...please! I need you to make me cum." Y/n pleaded desperately which caused Tara to roll her eyes at y/n's words and started moving in and out of y/n slowly while listening to her cries of satisfaction. Tara knew that she was getting close to her climax. Tara could practically see y/n coming apart underneath her. "god! You're killing me, Tara..." Y/n breathed out, "Come on! I'm so fucking close!"

Tara just laughed at y/n's desperate pleas. "you're so cute when you're needy, y/n." Tara said teasingly and Y/n just growled lowly as she tried to move herself on Tara's throbbing cock. Tara pulled out once again since she didn't want y/n to cum too soon.y/n was panting heavily by now and Tara couldn't help the grin from forming on her lips.

"you are SO fucked up." Y/n growled angrily at Tara.

"maybe. but you should have thought about that before you made me lose the fucking race. now get out of my car and go home."

"but I didn't even-"

"no buts. I would have won if you didn't flash me y/n." Tara stated as y/n climbed out of the car. "don't think I won't do this again if you make me lose another race."

#jenna ortega x reader #lorraine day x reader #vada cavell x reader #wednesday addams x reader #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #vada cavell #Jenna Ortega #Wednesday addams #phoebe atwell x reader #phoebe atwell #camila montes x reader #camila montes #eggsub thoughts

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obsessedduh · 24 days

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Jealous jinx losing her shit because you talked to somebody else (and then she yk)

sure anon, why not, i'm already disgustingly obsessed with jinx 😻, and literally half of my asks are about her! 😭

genre: smut!

cw: cunnilingus, pussy slapping, slapping, jinx is hella possesive in this and also has dacryphilia, reader being oblivious, overstimulation, angry sex?, praising, degrading, spit play, reader is a slight masochist, i guess. implied fem reader.

MDNI – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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jinx who caught you talking to a guy while doing one of silco's tasks. the guy was obviously flirting with you, but bless you, you didn't even notice, and that made jinx roll her eyes before continuing to stare at the two of you.

he would laugh extra hard at your jokes. the jokes that were made for her and her only, so why was he laughing at them? wait? is he seriously giving you his number!?

she couldn't take it anymore. she came out from her hiding spot, grabbed you, pulled you away from him. you didn't even get that chance to say anything. you just gave the guy a sweet, reassuring smile. when you tried to scold her, telling her what she did was rude and disrespectful. she just gave you a glare basically telling you to shut up but without talking.

she took you to her her hideout and as soon as you guys got inside. she grabbed you and pushed you onto the desk.

"why the fuck were talking to that guy, huh?"

"jinx, i meant nothing by i-...mfmh!"

she cut you off with a rough kiss on your lips, ripping the air out of your lungs. you kiss back, lips smashing against each other. she pulls away, her saliva running down your chin. you chest rising up and down, in need of air.

"fuck... can that guy kiss you like this? make you fucking breathless like this?"

when you look away, obviously embarrased. she cups your face - a bit harder than usual - and forces your face to look at hers. she wipes the spit off your chin with her thumb then slips it past your lips. you take it that she wants you to suck on it, so you do.

"can he make you suck on his thumb like this?" when you shake your head, she grins, not her usual sweet one, but one where her eyes burn with anger and lust. "no. exactly. you're mine and mine fucking only." she coos sadistically.

you suck in a harsh breathe at her cruel words but you couldn't help the heat rush straight down to core at them. your thighs close slightly and she realises it. "oh? don't tell me my good girl likes being told she's mine?"

you,nervous, you turn your head away at that, and she grabs your chin and turns your face towards hers again. "stop looking away. wanna see my pretty girls face, while she sucks my thumb."

she pulls her thumb out your mouth and gets on her knees and takes the lower half of clothing off. she lets out a breathy chuckle when she sees how soaked your panties are, a damp patch stuck in the middle of them. "dirty fucking girl, ey? panties soaked to the brim. can he makes you this wet hm?"

when stay silent and don't answer. you receive a harsh slap on your thigh, causing you to squirm at the sudden rough contact and you to mewl out a "no!"

"good girl!" she praised placing a soft gentle kiss on your clothed clit which made you let out a pleased moan. she smirked at that, and then she said. "lift." you immediately knew what she meant by that. you lifted your ass up so she can take off your panties, letting them rest at your ankles. she moaned at the sight of your slick drenching your folds. "mmm, my pretty girl. my pretty fucking pussy. not his, never fucking will be."

she blew cold air onto your pussy just to see how your eyebrows furrowed and your pussy quiver from the cold air. she laughs at the needy expression etched on your face. she then spreads your folds and spits on your pussy. the warm saliva dropping onto your clit causing you to whine from the warm sensation on your sensitive nub. she grins sadistically as you pout, just so desperate for her to eat you out already. "you want it, baby girl?"

as soon you nod. her tongue was dipping in between your folds to slurp up your delicious juices made just for her. she eats you out like there's no tomorrow. tongue eagerly swirling around you clit before she begins sucking on it. you didn't even get that chance to process before you're already lost in pleasure. you mouth wide open as your hands rush to tug on your girlfriend's, long blue hair. she groans at the sudden rough tugs on her hair.

she makes disgustingly loud noises, drinking your juices like she's dying of thirst. her tongues leaves your clit and plunges itself in your tight cunt. her nose bumps against your clit with each thrust of her tongue.

she speaks, her words muffled between your folds making hard to understand what she saying but it also sends pleasurable vibrations through your body. "bet he can't make you feel this good, can he mkae you fucking tremble like this, can he?"

you didn't answer, too zoned out from the pleasure, well at least you were. jinx pulled herself away from your pussy, and you whined from the neglection, pussy and clit throbbing, almost begging for her attention again.

you gasp when you find smack on your pussy. you let out a gasp mixed with a whine but also a moan. the rough connection on your pussy making you slightly slicker. "sorry, didnt hear you, can he make you feel this good?"

when you shake your head side to side, her tongue is back in between your folds, making you jolt up from the unexpected pleasure. her tongue thrusts in and out your cunt while thumb does eights on your nub. your eyes roll back and your thighs tremble as you start to cum, pulling on her hair as she tongue fucks you through your pending orgasm.

you're out of breath and she pulls away for a second to kiss you. your lips connecting in fiery kiss again, spit combining with each others. she pulls away and chuckles from how puffy your lips are. she places and another kiss on them and then go backs down to your pussy. your eyes widen as her tongue slips itself back in between folds and you jerk up instantly from sensitivity.

tears prickling in your eyes as her tongue flicks up and down your sensitive clit. she looks up at your half lidded eyes. her gorgeous eyes staring at your dazed out face. your tears running down your cheeks. she moans into your pussy at the sight. oh how much she loves it when you cry, you just look so fucking cute to her.

she keeps abusing your pussy with her tongue, pussy drunk at the flavour of it. god, how much she missed eating out your pussy. she shoves her tongue back into your tight hole and watched your eyes go cross eyed and you bite your lip as you began squirting. she groans into your pussy sucking and licking you dry before pulling away. her face drenched in your orgasm. she pulls you back in for another kiss and you could taste yourself on her tongue. she pulls away and kisses the back of your ear before whispering in you ear.

"who did that guy think he was, ey? tryna take my girl? my fucking gorgeous girl. your fucking mine and mine fucking only, understand?"

she stares at you with lust when you nod. your eyes droopy until they widened again when she shoved her fingers in your pussy, placing soft kisses at the side of your neck.

"do you think you can squirt one more time for me, doll?"

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As Bad As You Are

I tapped my nails nervously on the back of my iphone as our uber approached the driveway of an all too familiar house. I bit my lip and closed my eyes thinking about the last time I was here. I swore I'd never be back here. But I'd said that before and here I was...again. This time would be different though. I was stronger, smarter and more importantly, I was no longer his little toy to play with when he was bored.

"Dude are you ok?" Tara asked squeezing my hand as a concerned Devyn turned her head back from the passenger seat.

"Mmhmm." Is all I could manage to mumble out as I gave the girls a reassuring smile. I had to get my shit together and fast. I had been cool about this all day but now as the driver slowed down and suddenly stopped right outside the front door my stomach began to do flips. It always happened when I knew he was close by. Fuck.

We paid for the uber and made our way to the house. "Damn, are we late?" Devyn questioned hearing the loudness of the party through the inside of the door.

"I don't think so. Jake said ten right?" I questioned looking at Tara who rolled her eyes.

"Yeah but Jake's a fucking idiot. He's lucky he's hot or I'd be so done with his stupid shit." She huffed as we laughed. She always said that but we all knew she loved Jake more than anything. Must be nice. Just as we were about to knock on the door it opened in front of us. My heart skipped a beat as I waited to see who was going to be the one to greet us. Please don't be him. Anyone but him.

"Oooooooh! Look who it is!" Sam yelled excitedly running straight to me and lifting me in to a huge bear hug.

"Hey Sammy, happy birthday!" I smiled hugging him back feeling pure relief that it was Sam who had answered the door to us. I had missed him so much.

"Yeah happy birthday Sam!" The girls echoed before making their way through the party to find their respective boyfriends.

"I didn't even know you were back from the big apple. Did you just get here?" He questioned as I nodded a yes. Liar. I closed my eyes knowing I had just lied to Sam. I had been home for a couple of weeks but I wasn't ready to see everyone. I wasn't ready to see him.

"Wow, I'm so glad you're here. I thought you'd be too embarrassed to hang with us now that you're famous." He nudged.

"Sam, I starred in a music video, not a Hollywood movie. Plus you're way more famous than I am." I stated as he shook his head.

"You starred in a music video for a song that you wrote the lyrics to. That's a pretty big deal." Sam said taking a drink from the red cup he was holding. "Kat's gonna freak when she sees her bestie!" She wasn't the only one.

"KATRINA!" Sam called out as my pink haired best friend skipped through the hallway. Her eyes widening in shock as she saw me standing there.

"Look who it is!" Sam grinned like a child.

"Surprise!" I shouted.

"Oh my god! You're back!" She said jumping in to my arms almost making me lose my balance.

"I'm gonna get you a drink. Just the usual?" Sam asked as I nodded.

"You know it." I smiled politely as Katrina continued to wrap herself around me.

"Is he gone?" She whispered.

"All clear." I giggled as she finally let me go. "Do you think he bought it?" I asked as we both fixed our outfits. "Of course." Sam has no idea you've been back for a while. I promise."

"Thanks for not saying anything." I said wrapping my arm around her. Kat had been the only one out of the whole group to know that I had been home for a bit longer than I let on. She was also the only one who knew why I had stayed away so long in the first place.

"What are best friends for?

"The place looks great. You did such a good job decorating." I stated looking at all the balloons and banners Kat had bought for Sam's birthday. She had been talking about it for so long. She just wanted to give Sam the best night possible.

" I'm so glad you came." Kat grinned placing her head on my shoulder.

"I promised you didn't I? Plus I wouldn't let Sam down. I couldn't hide away for the rest of my life because of....." I paused.

"I know." She whispered holding my hand.

"Here you go ladies!" Sam danced over to us with our drinks placing his arms around both of our shoulders.

"Thank's babe." Kat said kissing him on the cheek. "You're the best Sammy." I said cuddling in to him. As one of his oldest friends I was one of only a few people that always got away with calling him Sammy.

"Am I allowed to say how hot she looks right now?" Sam asked Kat who playfully shoved him towards me. "I think you just did!"

"Sam are you drunk?" I questioned as he looked at me offended. "Why do I have to be drunk to say that you look good?" He fought back. "You do look hot girl." Kat admitted sipping her drink.

"Boy I can't wait to see Nate and Colby fight over you later." Sam joked as I shifted uncomfortably hearing the name of the boy I was trying desperately to forget about.

"Hey babe, I think I heard the door. You should go get it." Kat said pushing Sam towards the door as she caught my hand and led me to a quieter part of the house. "I'm sorry about that." She said with concern in her eyes.

"Kat stop! It's fine honestly. I have to get used to this again. Hearing his name, seeing him. I mean I'm in his fucking house." I said placing my hands on my head.

"He is gonna drop dead when he sees you though." Kat said giving me an evil grin. I laughed a little shaking my head. I wouldn't admit it to anyone but a part of me was aiming to show him what he was missing. I was wearing a little black off the shoulder dress with black fishnet tights. I knew I looked good, I knew exactly what to wear to make him crazy, what not to wear to make him even crazier. I wanted to bring him to his knees like he had done to me.

"Where is he anyway?"

"Upstairs."

"Oh." I laughed rolling my eyes. Typical.

"He's not with anyone if that's what you're thinking. He's finishing up some editing. Actually, Sam mentioned he hasn't seen him with anyone since before you left. That's a long ass time for Colby to go without hooking up." Kat confessed. She was right. Colby had a new girl almost every night.

"Doesn't matter to me anymore. Tonight isn't about him. It's about Sam so let's go find him and get drunk." I said taking her hand as we made our way to find her boyfriend.

A couple of drinks later and I was finally starting to relax. Corey and I had just beaten Jake and Tara at beer pong and we were happily sitting on the kitchen counter taking shots and selfies.

"That's a good one. That's going on insta right now!" He announced uploading the photo and tagging me. "Yeah I liked that, its cute." I agreed.

"Have you seen Colby yet?" Corey asked as I took a shot and shook my head. "Not yet." Hopefully never.

"Well he's gonna be stoked to see you. You don't wanna know how many times I caught him stalking your socials." Corey said stuffing his face with a pizza roll. I looked at him in shock. He had to be messing with me.

"What?"

"Yeah seriously bro."

"Shut up." I half laughed pushing him."

"Dude, for real. I teased him about it once and he got really fucking defensive too." Corey said shaking his head. "Did I miss something? Is there something going on between you two?"

"Are you serious?" Me and...? Why can't I say his name? "No. God no." I chuckled playing with my hair.

"Ok, but I could have sworn......You know what, forget it." He said blushing.

"Forget what?"

"Nothing." He laughed as his eyes widened.

"Corey?" You asserted as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously chuckling. "I could have sworn I walked in on him......jerking off....."

"And? I'm sure that's happened more than once you do live in a house full of testosterone" I teased.

"Yeah but....I'm pretty sure it was to the music video.....you were in." Corey admitted as I almost choked on my drink.

"Okay now I know you're joking because that hasn't even been released yet." I confirmed crossing my legs.

"Wait, you didn't send it to him?" Corey questioned as I shook my head. Surely this was a prank.

"Why would I send...You're messing with me right now."

"Bro I swear down!" He said holding up his hands. "If it helps you looked fucking incredible in it..you and that guy had some amazing chemistry and choreography." Fuck my life. I cringed thinking about Corey and the others watching that video. I was practically in my lingerie for the whole thing.

"That doesn't help Corey." I fumed.

"Sorry but I really thought you sent it to Colby."

"I need another drink." I admitted jumping off the counter finding a bottle of vodka on the island and walking outside to the pool area for some air. I took a swig from the half full bottle as I tried to calm myself down because tonight was Sam's night and I wasn't going to let Colby ruin it. Not for Sam, not for Kat, not for me. I hadn't even seen him yet and somehow he had still managed to make himself known. A part of me wanted to leave but I knew I couldn't. The stronger part of me knew that if I did, I was back to square one again. Running from him wasn't an option anymore. I'd both been there and done that.

"It cant be...." I heard a voice gasp behind me. I hadn't even fully turned around before I was swept off of my feet and begin spun around.

"It is you!" The long haired brunette cried excitedly.

"Nate stop! Do you want me to get sick all over you?" I yelped closing my eyes until the spinning was over.

"I'm sorry I just..I didn't even know you were back!" He said pulling me in for a hug. I wrapped my hands around his waist keeping him close for a moment. Nate was great. He was one of my favourite people in the whole world. Plus he was incredibly sexy. He had asked me out a long time ago but I turned him down because... Well because I was sleeping with Colby and although it wasn't a relationship and we were seeing other people our friends were off limits. That was one of the "rules".

"Yeah I just got back a few days ago." I said as we finally parted.

"Well you look good. I mean.. you look way better than good, you look uhhh." He looked at me sighing heavily as he rubbed the back of his head. "You look hot...I mean...you look beautiful." He admitted as I blushed and laughed at the same time.

"Thanks Nate. You don't look so bad yourself." I confessed as we stood silently for a moment.

"So...you planning to drink all that by yourself?" He asked pointing to the vodka bottle in my hands.

"That was the plan but seeing as I like you I guess we can share." I winked. The air had started to hit me hard and I could feel the alcohol start to take over.

"Awesome."

"We should dance." I suggested grabbing his hand and taking him back in to the house where people were dancing.

"I'm not very good at this." He said throwing back some vodka.

"Nate, you're a singer. If you can sing, you can dance." I argued as he laughed. We spent the next few minutes dancing with Corey, Jake, Devyn, Tara, Kat and Sam. All of us taking pictures and videos on our phones. Kat grabbed me as we danced together while she was on Instagram live. "Myyyyy bestie is sexxxxxy." She slurred in to her phone kissing me on the cheek. We continued dancing to the loud music until I heard Sam yell.

"Yooooooo!"

It sent a sudden shiver down my spine because I knew what it meant. I could already feel his presence. I turned around to see him slowly walk down the stairs with a glass of Jack Daniels in his hands, wearing a black tank top that tightly carved his abs through the material, his signature black pants and vans. Well he's still fucking beautiful.

"About time brother!" Sam shouted embracing his best friend as Kat grabbed my hand tightly. I smiled gratefully at Kat. I could see that she thought I was going to fall to pieces upon seeing Colby again but truthfully, I just wanted to hurt him. Like he had hurt me. Maybe it was the alcohol but I had so much anger built up inside of me and it had only gotten worse since Corey had told me about the video. Who did he actually think he was?

"Sorry brother but one of us had to work on your birthday. I'm working on catching up though." He grinned downing the glass of jack with ease as he took his final steps down the stairs. He still hadn't seen me as he walked with Sam over to the group.

"Just so you know Nate's been dancin' with your girl bro.." Sam joked patting Colby on the head.

"Who's my gi......" Colby froze finally seeing Nate and I leaning against the wall. This was it. I could either walk away or I could face him. I bit my lip in contemplation before choosing the latter.

"Hey stranger." I smiled sweetly pulling him in for a hug. Thank god for alcohol.

"Hey!" He said wrapping his muscular arms around me. "Long time no see." He muttered still holding me in his grip.

"You can say that again." I said as he finally let go. A silence grew amongst the group and I could only guess that they could sense a change between Colby and I. I didn't exactly jump in to his arms as I would've usually done when I got back from work trips that were long than a couple of days. "More shots!" Katrina called nervously sensing the uncomfortable vibe between myself and Colby.

"Fuck yes! Time to get you shit faced brother!" Jake yelled grabbing Colby by the shoulders. His eyes never leaving me as he was being pulled away.

"You ok?" Kat whispered.

"Totally." I smiled as we walked back towards the kitchen where the guys were taking shots.

"Did you guys get one for us?" Kat huffed as Nate turned around with two shots.

"I knew we could count on Nate." Kat smile batting her eyes playfully at Nate.

"Such a gentleman." I flirted standing beside him. I could see Colby gritting his teeth from the corner of my eye. He really hated me flirting with Nate. "You can't fuck any of my friends. Especially Nate. I know he's in to you." I don't know why it bothered him so much. Colby had made it clear he didn't want a relationship with me so I could never understand why it bothered him that Nate was in to me, if he really was.

"Ok. We ready? Happy Birthday Sam!" Colby shouted downing the shot as we all repeated his sentiments before swallowing our own.

"Oh and welcome back!" Colby said winking at me taking a swig straight from the bottle of whiskey.

"Thanks Cole." I smirked. Asshole.

2 hours or so had passed and I had managed to avoid having to talk to Colby again. At least we were being somewhat civil for Sam's sake because neither of us wanted anyone else to know that things were not okay between us. I looked around at the house and yard thinking about all the memories I had here. All my favourites being with Colby. All my worst being with him too. No matter where I went in this house I could tell a story about something we had done. This was where we had first kissed without it being a dare or us being drunk. It was where we had slept together for the first but not for the last time. It was where I realised what I felt for Colby wasn't just lust anymore and that I was falling in love with him. Something we promised we wouldn't let happen. A promise I wasn't able to keep.

I sat on the sunbed by the pool texting on my phone when I felt a body take a seat beside me.

"So are we gonna cut the friendly bullshit now that no ones around?" Colby questioned his blue eyes piercing me with sheer cockiness.

"Gladly." I replied not looking up from my phone.

"Good cause its exhausting." He sighed as I locked my phone getting up from where I was sitting not willing to give him the argument I knew he was looking for.

"Trust me, If it wasn't Sam's birthday I wouldn't waste an ounce of oxygen on you." I stated smugly walking back in to the house and away from him.

"Hey, I've been looking for you." Nate said walking towards me. "I've just been around." I smiled refusing to show any pain or anger.

"Were you with Colby all this time?" He asked with a slight frown pointing towards Colby who was still sitting where I had been, looking directly at us.

"No I haven't really spoken to him all night."

"Are you guys ok? Usually at a party I can't get you away from him." Nate questioned as I looked back at Colby.

"I guess, things change." I admitted shrugging my shoulders. "Do you wanna...." He choked for a second trying to finish his sentence. "Dance with me again? We didn't get to finish the last one?" He asked as I smiled and took his hand and guided him to the floor once more.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as we danced to the beat of the music. He stood nervously until I laughed. "You can put your hands on my waist Nate. I don't bite." He chuckled and slowly placed his hands on me. The floor began filling up as more and more people joined the party. Kat shot me a cheeky grin as she danced with Sam.

"Are you having a good time?" Nate asked as I nodded.

"Of course. Are you?"

"The best." He admitted grinning like an idiot.

"Good." I said hugging him tightly before we went back to dancing. Babydoll by Ari Abdul played through the speakers as I froze... That was our song...the song that was playing the first time Colby and I decided to become more than friends but less than a couple.

"Good you're so fucking beautiful..."He whispered kissing my collarbone as I closed my eyes.

"Colby... I don't want to ruin our friendship. I can't lose you like that." I admitted biting my bottom lip, placing my hands gently on his chest.

"We were never just friends, you have to know that." Colby whispered lightly pressing his lips to mine.

"Hey you ok?" Nate asked waving a hand over my face escaping me from my thoughts.

"Yeah, sorry I just got lost there for a second." I said reassuring him. I closed my eyes trying not to think about what this song had represented. What it had meant to me. Just then I felt someone burning a hole through me from somewhere in the room. I opened my eyes to see Colby staring straight at me leaning against the wall with a bottle of jack in his hand. He gave me a strange smirk and nodded at me never moving his eyes away from me. He couldn't possibly remember this song...could he? Colby didn't think like that. He wasn't sentimental. That wasn't him. Why did I even care? Why did I want to know if he remembered? Why was I still thinking about him when Nate was in front of me? Why hadn't I looked away from Colby yet? What the fuck was I doing?

"Hey ,can I ask.." Oh no.... "Nate I'm sorry. I just need a minute." I said quickly pulling away from him and headed towards the bathroom. I felt a hand reach for me, the cold clad rings were all too familiar on my skin.

"I could be wrong but I think you had more fun with me the last time you heard that song." He did remember...

"Fuck you." I spat.

"That you did." He grinned smugly. I wanted to slap him. I ripped my arm from his grip and slammed the bathroom door shut before I shed any tears in front of him. I took a deep breath as I leaned over the sink. Do not cry. Do not cry. You will not waste any more tears on him. I took a couple of more deep breaths as I got my composure back.

"Fuck this." I cursed looking at myself in the mirror. I had enough of feeling this way, being treated this way by someone I would have once given my all to. This wasn't the Colby I had known for years before we started this toxic relationship. I wasn't who I used to be either and I needed to find her again. My blood was boiling as I exited the bathroom. All I could see was red as I went in search for Colby. It didn't take me long as I walked towards him and the black haired girl he was flirting with. I grabbed his arm and began to pull him away as the girl tried to grab him back. "Wait your turn bitch." She spat as I grinned looking at Colby. "Oh I've been waiting for this for a long time."

She tried to grab my arm but I shot her a killer look. "FUCK. OFF." I warned as she finally walked away defeated. I continued dragging Colby up the stairs and towards his bedroom. I could see Nate frowning at me as he watched Colby and I make our way up the steps. "You know I'm pretty sure your boyfriend saw you pulling me up here. I don't think he's gonna be too happy." Colby teased in my ear as I shoved him hard shutting the door behind me.

"What is your problem!?" I screamed. I knew the music was too loud for anybody to hear me and I couldn't wait any longer.

"What's yours?" He fought back.

"I'm looking at him."

"I love it when you're feisty." Colby grinned trying to cup my face, the smell of alcohol lingered on his breath as I slapped his hand away.

"Don't. Don't you dare touch me."

"You never complained before."

"This is all just a game to you isn't it? You just get off on hurting people."

"You used to get off on me hurting you too." He teased moving boldly closer towards me.

"How fucked up must I have been?" I admitted standing my ground. I sensed he could see the seriousness in my eyes because he took a step backwards.

"Why are you here?" He questioned as I raised an eyebrow. "Because it's Sam's..."

"No. Why are you here with me...right now?" He challenged folding his arms.

"Because you've treated me like shit for too long and I'm over it."

"And you had to drag me all the way to my bedroom to tell me that?"

"I'm not going to fight with you down there and ruin Sam's night. Unlike you I actually take other people in to consideration."

"You sure it wasn't to get me away from the girl downstairs?" Colby quizzed as I scoffed. "I'd be doing her a favour."

"You never could hide your jealousy."

"And what about you huh? Like you haven't been watching me all night with Nate." I teased as his face changed.

"If that's what you need to believe to make yourself feel better then by all means..." He replied trying to act unbothered but I knew Colby better than that. His whole demeanour changed at the mention of Nate's name.

"It still gets to you doesn't it? That I could have him in a heartbeat."

"You don't want Nate. You never did." Colby stated confidently.

"How would you know what I want?"

"If you wanted Nate you'd be downstairs with him. But here you are in my bedroom with me." He grinned.

"You're so cocky. It's sickening."

"I always thought that was one of the things you loved about me?"

"I don't love anything about you. I can't even stand being around you anymore."

"Oh so that's why you've been lying about being in New York still when you actually got home almost two weeks ago. Because of me?" I paused for a slight second wondering how he knew I had been home. I knew Kat would never tell him and she was the only one I had told. Then it hit me. Colby knew the producer of the music video I had appeared in. That's how he knew I was home and more importantly that's how he got his hands on the music video before it was officially released.

"You know what? You're right. You are the reason and what makes me sick is that you look almost proud of the fact that you pushed me so far away. You were my best friend!" I yelled. I didn't care anymore. I needed to let it out. The hurt, the frustration..."I made such a mistake in thinking sleeping with you wouldn't change anything between us. I thought I was strong enough to just hook up with you and not feel anything."

"I always told you I didn't want a relationship."

"Yeah you did. But you also made it impossible for me to be with anyone else. Every time I tried to walk away you let me believe that we could be more and I fell for it every single time."

"I'm sorry that I didn't feel that way about you." Colby mumbled looking to the floor as I couldn't hold back a laugh.

"You know, I really believed you didn't feel anything for me. You did such a good job pushing me away, saying all the right things to hurt me and boy did you hurt me." I paused for a moment. "But I see how you look at me or how you don't look at me, like right now. Because a part of you knows that you feel something for me and it terrifies you." I said confidently.

"You think you've got it all figured out huh? You don't know anything! I don't feel anything for you and I never did. You were just a good fuck...helped pass the time." Colby shrugged but I knew him better than that. Everything was starting to make sense now.

"That why you haven't been with anyone else since I left? Because they weren't as good a fuck as I was? Or was it just the fact that they actually weren't me Colby?" I asked finally letting his name escape my lips. His blue eyes widened as he pushed his body against mine. "You really think you're that fucking special?" I swallowed hard pushing my body right back on his, never taking my eyes off of his.

"Special enough for you to jerk off watching a video of me instead of just fucking someone else." I whispered as Colby stood in silence tensing his body.

"Yeah, I know things too Colby. So go ahead, down a few more glasses of jack and maybe you'll get drunk enough to find a girl who resembles me just a little bit because I promise you that is as close as you'll ever get to me again." I stated pushing him away and grabbing the door knob when I felt him grab my hand.

"You really must hate me." He muttered as I pulled my hand away. Why did his touch still set my skin on fire? I opened the door and leaned my head against the side looking at him one final time.

"No Colby, I just hate myself for still loving you" I admitted my eyes welling up with tears as I finally turned away from him and the toxic relationship that had cost me a friendship which had meant more to me than anything.

I walked down the stairs in what felt like slow motion steps looking up when I heard my name being called.

"I was about to send a search party for you." Nate smiled taking my hand and guiding me down the last few steps of the stairs. I smiled at the boy standing before me wondering why I had always chosen Colby over him.

"Aww were you worried about me?" I teased wrapping my arms around his neck but I could sense a hesitation in his body language.

"I saw you go upstairs with Colby and I just assumed you guys were...hooking up." Nate frowned rubbing the back of his head.

"We weren't hooking up. We just needed to talk about some stuff." I reassured him with a smile.

Suddenly there was a loud crash upstairs in what sounded like a mirror smashing in to a thousand pieces.

"What the hell was that?" Sam shouted from the hallway as he began to run for the stairs. "Colby what the fuck happened dude?" I heard Sam yell from the top of the stairs. "Woah woah!" Sam yelled as Colby pushed his way down the stairs. I could see blood dripping from Colby's hand and it was all but confirmed that he had punched the mirror upstairs.

"Colby, you ok man?" Nate asked concerned as Colby paused to look directly at me. I said nothing. "Colby, what happened bro?" Nate spoke again as Colby finally broke his gaze from mine. "Like you give a shit "bro"." Colby spat heading for the front door and slamming it behind him. Sam stood in shock as Kat put her arm around him. "I should go after him." Sam spoke clearly upset by the sudden situation. "Babe, maybe leave him be for a while huh?" Kat suggested but Jake headed for the door and began to follow him ignoring everyone else.

"You wanna go after him?" Nate asked as I was still looking at the door. I was holding every inch of my body back from going with Jake to find Colby.

"N...no. I don't."

"I'm assuming the stuff you had to talk about didn't go so well?" Nate questioned as I frowned.

"No. Not really. But he's not my problem Nate. I'm right where I want to be." I said smiling at Nate who lifted my arms from around his neck and pulled away. I frowned seeing the look that was now firmly across his face.

"I can't."

"Can't what?" I asked as he shook his head.

"Can't be here, can't be with you." He said placing his hands on his head.

"Why not?"

"Because whatever is going on between you and Colby is way too complicated for me to get involved in."

"There's nothing going on between me and Colby!"

"I really want to believe that."

"Then believe it. Nate you know I like you."

"And you know I like you too. Christ! I've wanted you to like me for so long, to look at me the way you looked at Colby."

"But you're not Colby!" I smiled trying to cup his face.

"Exactly! And I never will be." He yelled letting out a sigh. Just then the door opened and Jake walked in with Colby in tow. Nate shook his head and laughed catching Colby's eyes move straight towards me again. He grabbed my hand and kissed it before he reached for his jacket and headed towards the open front door. He stood beside Colby and smiled pointing at me.

"You're his girl. Always have been. Always will be." He said as Colby and I looked at each other. "Maybe it's time you both just admit that your feelings for each other go way past hatred, friendship or fucking. Just figure it out before it completely fucks you both up." Nate said exiting the house as we stood in utter silence.

"I knew they were screwing!" Jake yelled excitedly breaking the silence between Colby and I as the rest of the trap house family remained in complete shock.

Looks like I was just as messed up as Colby after all.

#colby brock #sam and colby #colby brock one shot #xplr #colby brock fanfic #colby brock x reader

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dutchess-of-fear · 9 months

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Secrets

Jonathan crane x reader

Warning: angst but fluffy at the end

Masterlist

Jonathan crane was late again going back home, for the two weeks he had been coming home late whenever you are sleep and then goes off to work before you even wake up, you do understand the importance of his work at Arkham Asylum but this was getting ridiculous.

I decided to woke up a little early to talk to Jonathan, when you went to the kitchen he was surprised by you awake, "my dear? Why are you early up?" He then offer you coffee which you accepted "well apparently this is the only time to see you" I stated drinking the coffee that was quite too bitter for me, I heard him sigh for a bit as I went to add some sugar into my coffee.

"My dear you know how it is like working at a place like arkham, you would expect days I be gone for a long time at work" he began to explain his reasons but stopped talking when he see me upset by the lack of time we spent together, "look Jon.. I know this job takes a lot of time from us to be together I understand, but...I just like to see my boyfriend, from time to time" I replied placing my cup down on the kitchen counter and talking to him directly "but I have patients I have-"

"to work with and need you're upmost attention but don't you think you're girlfriend need just a small bit of attention too" I felt tears stinging my eyes as I try to hold them back.

I don't want to be like that's girls that are desperate for attention but now I started to act like them, Jonathan then held my hand in his and his other hand held my cheek as I look into my lovers eyes, "I'm so sorry, I made you feel this way, I try to be back home early as I can" he kiss me softly on my forehead as I relish in the feeling I had missed for so long, but it ended all too soon as he had to get to work, let's hope he kept his promise.

Timeskip

(Jonathan Crane Pov)

I promise (Y/N) that I be back early this time around but I don't think I won't be able to keep my promise if this Batman give ups, But is just wishes that will never come through.

But maybe my wish did came true as I had the chance to give him some of the fear gas, which in turn worked as it startedto take effect on him, and it was my chance to get away and run back to my home, I just hope (Y/N) isn't too mad.

The house was dark I check down on my watch and seen it was 11:35, weird she would be awake at this time, she must be tired, I unlocked the door and slowly got in and close the door behind me, I only realised I still have my scarecrow mask on so I need to get to the bathroom and remove my mask and hid my briefcase before she would find it in the morning.

I care for her too much to lose her now, "Jonathan you were late again" I suddenly heard for the living room 'shit!' I mentally said to myself "I'm sorry my love I was late, I am just going to the bathroo-"

"No! Jonathan, you are going to explain to me what have you been doing that you are always late home?" She said and I can see in the dark, tears in her eyes and it hurt me seeing her like this.

"Are you cheating on me Jonathan?" My eyes widened as I look over to where she was in the living room "My darling would never, ever do that to you," I softy said to her hoping it will calm her, "then let me see your face so I know it's not true" she went over a switch the light on as I think of how do I explain this.

((Y/N) pov)

I turn the light on and saw my boyfriend with some sort of mask that would resemble some sort of scarecrow, I stood there confused as my boyfriend hung his head low, "Jonathan why do you have a scarecrow mask on? Are you- Uh.. you" I stumble over my words as I slowly go over to him as I lift the mask from his face, he didn’t had his glasses on as he looked sad 'is this what he was hiding from me? That he is the scarecrow?' I place my hand on his cheek and he nuzzled into my touch.

"Well at least I can say one thing...is that you didn't cheated" I softly spoke as he smiled very softly as he finally looked into my eyes "but this is a lot to take in" I said as I see the sadness in his eyes, I walked over to him and caress his cheek softly smiling to him

"but I am willing to accept for who you are and what you do and would stay by your side" his eyes brighten with happiness as he held my hands "thank you, and you should know I would never hurt you, your too precious to me" he said kissing my hands.

My heart began to rapidly beat and butterfly's appeared again inside me like the first time me and Jonathan met and I feel in love with my man even more "oh! Jonathan I know you wouldn't hurt me. I trust you very much" he then finally kissed me as he held me close, with this kiss it was feel with love and care for me, as I melted into the kiss leaving all the worries for another day.

#jonathan crane #the dark knight #batman begins #cillian murphy #jonathan crane x you #jonathan crane x reader #scarecrow #dc comics #nolanverse #the dark knigth rises #the dark knight trilogy #scarecrow x reader

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ichigoromi · 1 year

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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

Hello my lovelies~, it's been a hot minute since I've posted anything. Recently, I've been doing some job hunting after I quit my previous job and finally caught up on some of my favourite anime shows.

Blue Lock was one of those shows, and I am obsessed.

I hope you guys enjoy this little piece.

Pairing(s): Kunigami Rensuke, Mikage Reo, Yukimiya Kenyu x fem reader! (she/her)

Genre(s): romance, fluff

Warning(s): None:)

Enjoy!

Written by the author from the perspective of 1.66m

Kunigami Rensuke — 1.88m (Height difference of 22 cm)

Kunigami loves the height difference between the two of you, he adores it.

The height difference that allows him to easily kiss your forehead, or to get you to call for him for help to reach things at the higher cabinet.

When you try to kiss him and he has to bend down to your height, he absolutely ate that shit up.

He loves to tease about your height even though you are considered quite tall for a girl, it’s just that your boyfriend is such a giant >.<

Since you two are neighbours, just different high school, he would go to your school to pick you up and go home together.

The students were whispering with each other when they saw the orange-haired teen standing outside of their school campus. It was one of the harshest winters that literally sends chills to your bones even with a thick coat.

Then, they watch the president of the school’s orchestra skipping towards him and falling straight into his arms.

“I told you not to run, the road is slippery from the snow. Aren’t you cold?” He took off the scarf around his neck to wrap it around yours.

“I know you’ll catch me anyways. Did you wait long? Practice ran a little late and we have to-Mmph!” Kunigami cut off your rambling by pulling you into a kiss.

When you two pulled away, your cheeks were flushed from the weather and embarrassment.

“Ren! You can’t do that in public! You idiot!” You scolded him and walk ahead of him to the bus stop.

But, with your short legs, he immediately caught up with his long legs.

He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you close to him, so you can feel warm.

“I was just teasing you. I’ll treat you to some oden before we head home.” He kisses the temple of your head and guides you to the nearest convenience store for oden.

Mikage Reo — 1.85m (Height difference of 19 cm)

At first, Reo was indifferent about the height difference between the two of you.

But, as the more time that you two spend together and the little differences that he noticed.

He would now purposely put all your snacks and cup in the upper cabinet where you can’t reach and needs him to help you.

Reo would purposely slow down so he matches your pace but if he’s feeling playful, he would walk faster and hear your complaints about his long legs.

Since you both were in sports clubs, very often the two of you would compete in a 100 meters race.

If you lost, he would be teasing you the whole day about your short legs.

He knows that you hate losing, so he would treat you to your favourite food after school.

“What is wrong with you? Ugh, you’re so annoying!” Reo watches his girlfriend stormed away, speechless since this is the first time that you have lost your temper at him.

Everyone in the cafeteria went silent for a moment before going back to their own conversation.

Nagi who woke up from his nap, slightly confused as to what was going on.

“Reo? What’s going on?” Without saying anything, Reo rushed off after you.

You knew that Reo loves teasing you about your height but then it does gets pretty hurtful at times when he does not know when to stop.

He finds you back in your classroom, head buried in your own arms.

“Baby, I’m sorry. Can you lift your head up to look at me?” You shook your head and you heard him pull the chair in front of you and sat down.

Reo saw you swinging your legs and he taps on your arm again.

“Did you really dislike me teasing about your height?” You nodded your head to his question.

It seems like he did go over the line this time.

“Can you just lift up your head for a moment?” His large hands hold your face as you stared back at him with puffy eyes and flushed cheeks.

Now he feels even worse for making you cry.

“How do I get you to forgive me again?” His thumbs caress your tear-stained cheeks.

“I need a kiss, a visit to my favourite café and carrying of my school bag for the next two weeks.” Honestly, you have already forgiven him but you just wanted to see his reaction to your requests.

He leans in to kiss you on the lips then starts playfully peppering your face with his kisses.

“Alright! Stop it! You’re forgiven!” You giggled trying to pull away from Reo but this guy has an iron grip on you.

After five minutes of non-stop kissing from Reo, he finally stops and grins at you.

“I’ll pick you up after our club activities. See you later.” He kisses your cheeks before heading off to his classroom.

Your friends were just waiting patiently outside of the classroom for you lovebirds.

“What? Never seen a boyfriend kissing his girlfriend?” They all just rolled their eyes at you.

Yukimiya Kenyu — 1.84m (Height difference of 18 cm)

When you first dated Kenyu, he was a gentleman and all but now, he is still a gentleman, plus a kissing and cuddly monster and a major tease.

His friends were kind of shocked that he was dating you, an art student that he used to swore that he will never date an art student.

But all is well and you two have been together for almost a year and a half.

He still hates going to art exhibitions but he goes for you since he likes spending time with you.

The height difference between you two is just adorable and whenever he comes to get you from art period, people gush on how cute the two of you look beside each other.

He loves resting his chin on the top of your head.

Kenyu loves to tease you when your canvas is taller than you and needs his help to carry it, or when your art supplies are stored on the top cabinets since you practically have no space already.

He is always there to help you and add in a little teasing.

“Where do I put this? Also, why do you even need such a huge canvas? It’s even taller than you.” You can hear the teasing tone in his voice and instructed him to move it to the free space that you have cleared in your ‘studio’.

Well, your current studio is your older sister’s room, since she has gotten married and moved out of the house, it was all yours to use.

He loves coming to your studio, because it was just so you and besides his help is needed here.

“Yu-chan, we still have one more to move. Let’s go and we can rest.” You dust the dirt of your skirt.

His eyes remained a little longer at your bare thighs below your skirt, before you pinch his cheeks, snapping him out.

“Eyes up here. Let’s hurry up~!” You pull on his shirt and follows you back down.

After you two were done with the moving, you guys moved to your room to get some rest.

“Why are your legs so short? It’s so cute~!” Kenyu teased you as your legs entangled together on the bed, your cheeks squished against his chest.

“Then why are your legs so long? You’re so annoying. I’m just trying to cuddle with my boyfriend but he is always going on how long his legs are. I’m gonna just kick you off the bed if you continue to mention about my short legs.” You threatened and he immediately tightens his arms around you.

Kenyu likes to twirl your hair with his fingers and get some nap time with you. It’s not often he gets to spend time like this with you.

“Yu-chan, there’s a new exhibition popping out…and can we go during this weekend? If you’re free.” Kenyu frowns a little and then you sat up a little, so you’re facing him.

“Babe…you know how much I hate going to art exhibitions but for you, I’ll go. However, that means you own me 10 kisses and five cuddle sessions.” He bargained and you gladly took the deal.

After all, he is quite busy as a student and as a model. Plus, he has his football career to focus on.

“I’ll give you ten free kisses since you’ve worked so hard today.” Hearing that, Kenyu sat up immediately and press his lips against yours.

You love kissing Kenyu and that’s the only time he allows you to remove his glasses.

He pulls apart so you two can catch your breath but your kisses are so addictive that he pulls you close and press his lips against yours again.

In the midst of your makeout session, you two failed to hear the loud giggles and chattering of your older sisters and your nephews and nieces.

“Honey bear~, OHMYGOSH!”

The two of you pulled away immediately, you bury your face into Kenyu’s shoulders while he awkwardly waved at your older sisters.

Guess, there’s another time for the rest of the kisses.

Nagi Seishiro — 1.90m (Height difference of 24 cm)

Nagi is not so much of a tease but when he teases you, he was just so adorable.

Sometimes, he is just too lazy to tease you but likes it when you whined about how tall he was compared to you.

He lowkey likes it when you two walks beside each other, and he likes to wrap one arm around your waist.

Or when you have to tug on his blazer to get him to walk slower so that your pace matches.

When you complain that he is too tall to talk to, he would bend down so that he is now face-to-face to you and stops you from complaining.

He also likes being the small spoon when you two cuddles, his legs were often over yours.

Since he is so tall, he sometimes doesn’t even notice you creeping from behind to surprise him.

After he was done with his football practice, Nagi waits in front of the entrance of the kyudo practice area. He was playing a game on his phone while waiting for you to come out of practice.

Practice ended later than usual, but Nagi always waits for you to finish up so he can go home with you together. Once you were done packing up and locked up the practice area, you head out to see your boyfriend engrossed in his game.

So, you did what you always did.

“Guess who~?” You sneaked your arms around his waist, almost made him dropped his phone.

“My tiny girlfriend, of course. Pass me your bag.” He took your Kyudo bag and while it looks huge on you, it fits him a little too small.

He slides his phone back into pocket and holds your hand as you two walks towards the front gate.

“Seisei, how was your practice? Did you train hard today?” Of course, you know his answer.

“It’s such a waste of time. I rather spend my time watching you practice. You look rather hot when you’re so focused on the target.” You rolled your eyes at his answer but he just leans down to kiss you on the lips.

He does this randomly, something that you still can’t get used to it.

“Wait a minute, why are so warm today? Even with layers of sweater and your coat?” He stops and bends down to let you fell his forehead and then his neck.

He flinches when your hand came in contact with his warm skin.

“You’re burning up! Let’s hurry back to your apartment.” He wraps his arms around your waist, leaning his chin on top of your head.

Seeing you all panicky over him warms his heart up.

“Hmm, we can take the bus. There’s no taxi near our school and you asked your chauffeur to stop driving you back and forth. Don’t worry, it’s probably some cold.” He reassures you and you turned around to face him.

He was expecting a kiss from you but you flick his forehead instead.

“You idiot, you’re sick and you think it’s okay to stay any longer in this crazy weather?! I’m just going to call a taxi or hail one. The next bus is coming in 20 minutes!” You were getting anxious and this idiot boyfriend of yours was just laughing.

“I know, babe. I may have just caught a cold but I’m not dying. Take a deep breath and look at me now.” He cups your face and squished your cheeks together.

You took a deep breath and looks at him.

“Fine, but I’ll be your hot pack while waiting for the bus, okay?”

He has no complaints about hugging you while waiting for the bus. It’s his favourite thing to do.

It was quite long, I guess? I wrote some of the taller guys in Blue Lock, and hope you enjoyed this piece! It's been a long time since I've written, so I hope haven't lost my groove!

I have also updated my navi page, well, it's a new colour theme:)

I hope you guys are doing well too. Maybe I might write about Haikyuu too!

Stay safe and healthy!

With love,

Rosalie🍓

©️ ICHIGOROMI — Please do not plagiarise my work or re-edit and repost as your own.

Reblogs are appreciated!

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fict1onallyobsessed · 1 year

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I've had this idea on mi mind for a while, sevika x fem reader who's a piltie and it's engaged to someone she doesn't like because her parents forced her, she's in love with sevika so they decide to run away and live in zaun together.

Stupid Ideas and Arranged Marriages

Sevika x Reader

Your heart raced as you stared at the dress hanging off your dresser. You didn’t want to get married to him, but what choice did you have? Being a daughter to one of the richest people in Piltover came with its advantages, but you’d be stupid to think it wouldn’t drag along disadvantages. Having your parent pick a partner was one of those.

Tears pricked at your eyes, the thought of having to spend your life miserable with someone you hadn’t even met, probably just as entitled as your parents terrified you. The dress terrified you. Your own fucking reflection terrified you. You simply just didn’t want to.

“What your doing is stupid.”

Your head snapped towards the noise beside you, an unreadable expression upon Sevika’s face. She was always hard to read, but this time there was a hint of something you couldn’t quite place in her voice, something other than nonchalant sounds.

“You can’t be here. What if my parents see? How’d you even get in?”

She stared at you and sighed as you moved to the edge of your bed, your body facing hers this time. You sniffed and waited for her to say something, anything, but she just stayed put in her place with no response. Once you were done with the silence, slightly uncomfortable, you spoke up again.

“Besides, I don’t have a choice.”

She’s sighed again, rolling her eyes and slowly making her way over towards you. She sat on the spot next to you on the bed, and now your attempt to suppress your emotions proved futile as a sob escapes your mouth.

Sevika wasn’t good with emotions, but with you it was different. It was as if she was born and bred to be beside you all the time, comforting you when you needed it, god sake she’d stay up for weeks if it meant she could talk to you throughout the night. But instead you both had to settle on sneaking around Piltover and occasionally the Undercity to remain a secret. Your parents would literally kill you if they found out you loved someone from Zaun, taking Sevika with you too.

You leaned your head on her shoulder, silently crying at the thought of standing at that alter tomorrow morning. Her hand took hold of your own, thumb soothingly running across your knuckles. The silence now, filled with occasional sniffs from you, was more welcoming, more relaxing if you will.

“You do have a choice.”

She pulled away, one of her arms coming up to your jaw to force you to look at her. Who knew this brute of a woman had an ounce of tenderness in her body, but as she always said ; ‘it was only for you’

“Come Below with me. You don’t have to let them control your life. You’re worth more than that.”

She hates your family for putting you through this. She’d honestly curl you up into a ball and take you with her, if not then punish them for giving you a life you didn’t want. But that would only hurt you more, and the last thing she needed was to bring more pain into your life.

You smiled as you pressed your hand against the one that was cupping your cheek, leaning in closer to her delicate touch. She wiped your tear with her thumb, watching as your lips slowly turned into a small smirk.

“I don’t fit in, look at me. I’d just be a burden.” You sniffed.

She turned your body so you crossed your legs on the bed, completely facing her. Her body did the same, one of her legs still hanging off the edge of your bed. She needed you to focus on her words, so she cupped both your cheeks and lifted your head to look directly at her.

“You won’t be. I’d rather go to Zaun everyday protecting you from pieces of shit than lose you to a guy who’s never gonna treat you right.” Her eyes were wide, looking carefully into yours. “I want you to come with me. I’ll sit outside my fucking door if I have to every night if it’ll make you feel safer. I’d kill for you because I love you (Y/N).”

Your eyes scanned her features, and not a single one told you she was lying. Not that you thought she was, but because no one in the history of ever had seen Sevika so vulnerable. You loved her too, but you’d never actually thought you’d hear her say it to you.

“I’ve lost so much but I can’t lose you.”

A new set of tears filled your eyes, but this time it wasn’t because you were upset about wasting your life. Instead, it was because you’d felt as if your life had just about begun, with the comfort of your lover beside you every single day, not having to hide the two of you together. It felt refreshing, and not for a second did you doubt a word Sevika said.

You smiled at her with tears soaking your eyes and sat up, your hands wrapping around her neck to bring yourself close enough to kiss her. The kiss was soft as you climbed on top of her, straddling her thighs before sitting yourself down on her lap. The hands that previously cupped your face were now firmly holding your waist pulling you impossibly close.

There was nothing sexual about your actions in this case, the comfort you bought each other was enough for the two do you to melt, and being this close to each other, knowing you were the only one allowed to touch her like this, it felt good. And that was enough.

She eventually collapsed back into your bed, leaving you in full view as you straddled her legs, faces so closer to each other you were almost kissing again.

“I take that as a yes?” She smirked, smiling at you when you nodded your head joyfully. Within a second, you were in Sevika’s arms as she stood up, her legs leading you both to your bathroom. “Get anything you want to keep, we can go right now.”

You did as she said, only wanting to keep one thing you’d always carried since you were gifted it by your aunt, the only sane person in your family; a small silver necklace. You also wanted to write your parents a note saying they didn’t need to worry, and that you were safe, but that their actions were completely at fault. You didn’t want them to try and find you, or bring you back to the big house with everything you needed, because in your mind you already had the necessities, and that was simply Sevika being by your side.

THE END

#sevika series #sevika x oc #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika imagine #sevika x y/n #sevika #lol x reader #lol imagine #arcane lol #arcane imagine #arcane x reader #arcane x female reader #arcane x y/n #arcane x gender neutral reader #arcane x you #league of legends #league of legends x reader #league of legends imagine

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eoieopda · 1 year

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Ooo yessss let’s go!!! Can I request a drabble for idol bf jungkook finding out his non idol but dancer gf is taking pole dancing classes and he goes to watch her for the first time and he is like mesmerized at how good she is? Thank youu 💜

sorry for the wait, sweet bean! there’s a wee bit of a departure in that she’s not in a class, per se, but she is practicing!

a/n: not smut, but definitely ✨sensual✨ because this photo has done something irreparable to my brain worms. also, i don’t know shit about fuck when it comes to pole dancing, so uhhhh, we’ll see how this goes 🤪

Lately, Jungkook’s favorite part of rehearsals is when they end. For whatever reason, he’s been incapable of keeping his head on straight these days; and the inspiration that used to power him seemingly left him, hung up to dry. It didn’t used to feel this vacant, moving to music he’d poured so much of himself into, but now his cup is empty. Now, Jungkook needs a muse.

Lucky for him, he hears Terpsichore’s sweet call from the practice space next to his, and shit does she sound like you.

This has to be a coincidence, he’s sure, because he can’t think of any reason to find you here tonight.

In a vacuum, your presence in this studio wouldn’t be a surprise — you had rehearsals of your own, classes to teach, and so on — but with how much time you spend under this roof as it is? There’s no reality Jungkook can imagine in which anyone would sacrifice an elusive night-off to this place.

But, then again, it’s you. Once that spark of creativity hits, you conduct it masterfully; and you don’t stop until there’s no power left to burn.

Too curious to stay and sweat on the hardwood floor, Jungkook groans as he clambers to his feet. He aches as he crosses to the door, even more so when he has to summon a single crumb of energy to push it open. Thankfully, he doesn’t have far to travel once he exits his practice room.

There are glass panels on either side of the door neighboring his. That glass fogs up when the heat of his body gets close, and he damn near has to press his nose to the glass to confirm his suspicion. Through the haze, his unprepared eyes land on you, talking to the camera you’re using to record for review purposes — and on the unfathomably high heels you’re slipping into.

Oh, shit.

When Jungkook woke up this morning, he didn’t think today would be his last. The sole consolation in dropping into his early grave would be in the last thing he sees: your hands gripping onto the bright silver pole in the center of the room; your exposed core muscles engaging as you take the weight of your body into your arms; and the subtle look of concentration on your face as you spin.

Pretty fuckin’ carousel, you are.

If Jungkook didn’t know exactly how much strength this sort of thing demanded, he would’ve accepted at face value just how easy you make it look. Apart from the dimple digging in at the corner of your pursed lips, there’s no proof at all that any of this requires effort. Not even when you fold damn near in half, not when your legs end up above your head, and not when the grip of your thighs takes over for that of your hands.

You’re dangling upside down — the world’s most stunning chandelier — when you see him losing his goddamn mind through the glass pane.

He panics for a moment; and it’s not due to being caught gawking or because there’s more than adoration throbbing on his side of the door. Before your surprise can drop you onto your head, your arms extend towards the floor until you’ve got both palms firmly rooted in hardwood. Within seconds, you’re back on your feet, still clutching the pole for balance from the top of your sky-high shoes.

“You could’ve come in and sat down,” you snicker. You lift your free hand to gesture over to a couch, which is shoved up against the far wall. Still smirking, you use that same hand to beckon him towards you with a curled finger.

As if he’d ever need prompted to run right to you.

This close, Jungkook sees the light sheen of sweat over your collarbones. He blinks fast in a feeble attempt to unscramble his brain. Finally rebooting, he leans in to kiss your flushed cheek.

“Didn’t know you’d be here,” he breathes, then he glances at the pole before rapping his knuckles against it softly, “Definitely didn’t know you’d be here doing this.”

“Got casted for that concert in May,” You hum as you bend down to untie those goddamn boots. “They need some girls on pole, so I’m turning myself into one.”

Jungkook reaches down and catches your chin, prompting you to stop fidgeting with your double-knot and blink up at him.

“Oh, I’m gonna have to stop you right there, pretty,” Jungkook tuts. Face darkening over his wolfish grin, he wraps his arms around your unsuspecting waist. In a second, you’re folded over his shoulder, laughing breathlessly; and he’s carrying you off towards the changing room. “Those shoes are staying on.”

It’d arrived much differently than Jungkook was anticipating, but he certainly felt inspired now.

#jade speaks #jade’s drabbles #jade’s requests #bts drabble #jungkook drabble #bts #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #jjk #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #anon #re: the one with jungkook and terpsichore

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fyonahmacnally · 5 months

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Christmas Chaos

Here's a little Supercorp drabble as part of the Mods' collection of example fics for the Supergirl May-hem Event. Read it HERE on AO3.

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“You’ve got to be kidding me! No, no, no, no. This can’t be happening.” Lena says as she stares at her now dark phone in her gloved hand. Her heart is galloping inside her chest and she’s sure everyone around her can hear it. “Godamnit! Of course this happens the first year I have the chance to organize the event. Shit, shit, shit.”

She paces back and forth in front of the National City Convention Center, her eyes bouncing from the currently cloak-covered tree to the workers hanging the wreaths, lights, and bows across the front of the building. The giant “Christmas Carols in the Park” sign ripples in the slight breeze. Her mind is racing, indexing names and favors she can call in, calculating her next move. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she decides her first course of action is to start making phone calls.

Two hours later, she’s still no closer to solving her problem. Artie Anderson can kiss her ass. Secretly, she hopes that he never gets a headlining singing gig again. So what if he’s one of the up and coming stars of tomorrow, she doesn’t care how good or popular he is. He can still kiss her ass. Honestly, she hopes his pants fall down at his next show or he shits himself on stage. So what if she’s being petty. Sue her.

Who fucking does that?! She thinks. Cancels a headlining show the day of?! That’s just bad PR, Artie whatever-the-fuck. Choke on your microphone.

Lena sighs. Now she has to call her trusty assistant. It’s the last thing she wants to do, but well, she’s run out of options. She lifts her phone up and presses send.

“LKL Event Planning, where we bring your ideas to life. This is Jess speaking. How can I help you?”

Rolling her eyes, Lena chuckles. “Jess, you knew it was me. You didn’t have to give the whole spiel.” She huffs as she starts descending the stairs of the convention center toward Noonan’s and a cup of her favorite peppermint hot chocolate.

“Oh come on, Miss Luthor, you know how much I love to share our company greeting with everyone that calls.” Jess laughs, the amusement evident in her tone. “What can I help you with this morning?”

“Unfortunately, I have bad news. ‘Christmas Carols in the Park’ is currently looking like it’s going to be ‘Christmas Chaos in the Park’. Our headliner canceled on us a couple of hours ago. I’ve called all my other connections and, as expected, everyone is booked. I have no idea what I’m going to do. This is going to be a disaster.” Her left hand comes up to massage her temples as she opens the door to enter the warm, wonderful smelling atmosphere of Noonan’s. “We can move Macy Lynn to the headlining spot and find a lesser known singer to fill her slot, but that still doesn’t solve the current problem.”

She sighs, trying her best not to panic, but it’s not looking good. “Jess, if the event goes South, it won’t be good for future bookings. We could lose clients over this!” She takes a deep breath, pressing her hand against her chest, desperately trying to calm her racing heart. “This tree lighting ceremony is second only to the lighting of the tree at Rockefeller Center! We have to figure this out! I didn’t spend years building this business for some little snot-nosed, spoiled brat to ruin it by canceling at the last minute!”

Realizing that she had gotten a little louder than she thought, Lena sheepishly ducks her head and clears her throat. The line is moving slowly, but she knows she needs to wrap up her phone call soon. Years of Luthor etiquette training forcing her to be mindful of disturbing those around her.

“Why don’t you let me call Macy’s manager and get that taken care of while you take a minute to collect yourself? Hmmm?” Jess says, a smile evident in her tone. “I’ll call you back when everything is confirmed. Maybe by then you’ll have a solution in mind.”

“What would I do without you?” Lena smiles, resigning herself to a long day of groveling. “Thanks, Jess. I’ll talk to you later.”

Stuffing her phone in her coat pocket, she blankly stares at the menu board above the counter. She’s deeply lost in her own thoughts and doesn’t notice the blonde woman standing in front of her, eyeing her curiously. As the line inches forward, Lena’s mind is still drifting through her list of possible singers or group acts to fill the empty slot in the schedule. She’s so preoccupied that she walks right into the back of the person in front of her.

“Oh no, I am so sorry.” Lena laments, her eyes practically glued to her feet in embarrassment. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and I…” Her words fade as her eyes land on the black-framed startling blue eyes of the stranger in front of her. They’re the bluest, warmest, most kind eyes she’s ever seen and for a moment, the world around her seems to stop.

The blonde smiles at her, subtly adjusting her glasses and Lena has to bite her bottom lip to keep from gasping at the beauty before her. This woman is stunning. Infinite hues of sky blue eyes dancing above a bright shimmering smile. She’s several inches taller than Lena and from what she can tell, incredibly well-built. Before she can rein her wandering eyes back in, she realizes she’s been caught and feels the heat climb up the back of her neck, across her ears, and land firmly on her cheeks.

An adorable giggle bubbles up the handsome stranger's throat and through her perfectly pink lips. Lena can’t help but smile and tilt her head in amusement even as her own embarrassment camps out on her face.

“It’s okay. You didn’t hurt me and it sounds like you’re having a rough day.” Attractive stranger says as she extends her hand toward Lena. “I’m Kara. Kara Danvers. And I might be able to help you with your little dilemma.”

Intrigued, Lena raises an eyebrow in question at the gorgeous stranger. Kara, she reminds herself. “Lena Luthor. Nice to meet you.” She eyes the woman up and down briefly before settling hers back onto the pools of blue eyeing her with amusement. “Do tell how you can assist with my dilemma, Miss Danvers.”

Kara grins, an adorably lop-sided grin as she offers her elbow to Lena and drags her to stand next to her in line. “How about you let me buy you your drink of choice and we find a table to chat? It sounds like you could use a little break.” She leans over to whisper conspiratorially into Lena’s ear. “Word on the street is this place has the best sticky buns in the state. I should know, I eat one several times a week.”

Without her permission and certainly for the first time in a long time, Lena can feel herself smile. Genuinely smile. Kara winks at her as they turn back toward the cashier and step up to order their drinks along with whatever monstrosity Kara has ordered. The young person working the register smiles, blushing as Kara calls them by name, and they move to the end of the long counter to wait for their names to be called.

Kara grabs the tray and guides them through the sea of customers to a little table tucked toward the back of the cafe. Several of the staff speak to her on their way to their seats. They settle into the chairs, the noise of the place seems more hushed in this little nook.

“You must come here a lot. Everyone on staff seems to know you.” Lena smiles as she takes a long, savored sip of her hot chocolate. “I think every single waiter we passed called you by name.” A boisterous, belly laugh floats across the table and graces Lena’s ears. It is such a lovely sound and she absolutely wants to hear it again.

“Well, I really am in here a lot.” Kara says with a warm smile, her skin creasing next to her mesmerizing eyes. “I’m a writer. I work from home most of the time, but a change of scenery is needed on those days I get stuck. So, I spend a good bit of time right here with my laptop, a warm drink, and sticky buns.” She points to the tray on the table and pulls a sticky bun off to settle in front of her.

Lena eyes her curiously. She’s inarguably never met anyone like Kara Danvers. They’ve known each other for less than thirty minutes and Lena already feels comfortable around her. This alone should scare the absolute shit out of her, yet she feels much calmer than she did when she walked inside earlier.

“So, Miss Danvers…how is it that you think you can help me?” Lena grins, raising her signature brow in question. She glances down at her watch and winces. “As much as I am enjoying your company, I have roughly six hours to find a replacement for my event tonight.”

“Well, what if I told you that I know a singer that is available tonight. She has a pretty decent voice and doesn't need any musicians or music. She usually performs acapella and will gladly help you out.” Kara gives her a bright, wide smile before taking a sip of her large monstrous drink and biting into her second sticky bun.

Lena tilts her head at the blonde, curious about this singer and what the catch is…there’s always a catch, right? “Well, this sounds promising. I’m willing to hear you out.” She leans forward, her forearms resting on the table and hands clasped. “However, in my experience, there’s always a catch. So, what’s the catch Miss Danvers?”

Kara smiles. She pushes her now empty plate to the side and leans forward, mirroring Lena’s position. “Please call me Kara, Miss Luthor. Every time you say Ms. Danvers, it makes me think of my adoptive mom.” She winks at the porcelain skinned woman across from her, taking another sip of her almost empty cup. “What makes you think there is a catch? Why can’t it just be a trade and not a catch?”

An unrestrained laugh springs from Lena’s chest. It’s so surprising, she nearly falls out of her chair. Once she regains her composure, she clears her throat and leans back in her seat. “Well, if I am calling you Kara, then please, call me Lena. Ms. Luthor also, unfortunately, reminds me of my adoptive mother as well. And, that’s just something I’d rather not think about.” She returns Kara’s wink. “If not a catch to your proposal, then a trade. What is your requested compensation in return for solving my dilemma?”

“Ok, hear me out.” Kara beams at Lena. “Not only am I a writer, but also a pretty decent singer. I can fill the spot you need tonight, free of charge.” She pauses, nervously adjusting her glasses and twisting her hands on the table. “If you’ll, um, goonadatewithme.” Her eyes drop to her fingers and she bites her bottom lip.

Lena’s not 100% sure she heard Kara correctly, but she does notice the adorable pink blush dusting the apples of her cheeks and it not only makes her smile, but releases a sea of butterflies into her stomach and chest. She bites her own lip, then looks up at the blonde. “I’m sorry, Kara, but I didn’t quite catch the last part of what you said. Can you repeat that for me? Maybe a little slower this time?”

Kara huffs, squirming in her seat as her face turns a darker rosy shade of pink. “I can fill the spot for your event tonight, if you’ll, um, go on a date with me.” She says with a little more confidence than she actually feels.

On the other side of the table, Lena is slightly stunned. Sure, she thought about asking the woman out before they parted ways or at least getting her phone number, but never imagined this is how their impromptu meeting would end. She smiles at the adorable fidgeting blonde. There’s no doubt in her mind she’s going to say yes, but she can’t give in right away. Where’s the fun in that?

“And what if I am already seeing someone?” She says with a smirk on her face. Watching as blue eyes widen. “How will I be able to meet the terms of your proposal in those circumstances?”

Kara drops her head onto the table and groans. It takes a minute before she lifts her head back up, red-faced and apologetic. “Oh no, Lena. I am so sorry. I should have known someone as stunning as you would be taken. I’m such an idiot. I’ll help you out and you don’t have to worry about payment or dates or anything like that. I can’t believe I didn’t think to ask you that first. I just…”

“Kara!” Lena chuckles and reaches out to stop the ongoing ramble. “Hey. I was only kidding! I’m very single and would actually be amenable to going on a date with you.”

“Really?” Kara’s blinding, toothy smile shines back at Lena from across the table. “Are you sure?” She asks, timidly.

“Yes, Kara. I’m sure. I was sure the minute I laid eyes on you.” Lena smiles, unsure how she managed to land a date with the most attractive and adorable woman she’s ever seen.

True to her word, Kara fills the slot at the ceremony that evening and ends up being the best performance of the night. They go on their promised date right after and end the night at Kara’s loft watching cheesy Christmas movies. The two of them share their first kiss surrounded by the twinkling glow of Christmas lights before they fall asleep on Kara’s comfortable couch. Their date is the most magical evening Lena’s had in all of her adult life.

Until the next year when Kara proposes at the tree lighting ceremony.

Christmas Chaos, indeed.

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losingherface · 2 years

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A helping hand

ellie x fem reader

Warnings: Smut 18+

Info: It’s the week of readers period and her hormones are going insane. Only one person can help :)

A/n: helpful ellie is the best ellie!

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It was the week of your period. You knew because of how you woke up this morning. Feeling that familiar ache down there. Plus, your skin broke out a bit overnight and boobs were much larger than usual.

Ellie wasn’t beside you like usual since she was out, possibly next door talking with Joel.

You were hungry, practically craving Ellie. You decided to get out of bed and head over to the shower. Caressing your body- nothing satisfied you. The frustration only grew worse so you decided to hold it down and finish up your shower.

Once you finished showering, It became hard for you to focus on anything besides getting fucked out of your mind. Your legs, arms and body were shaking at the need and want that you had burning inside of you. You decided not to get dressed, instead you’d sit around in your bathrobe waiting for Ellie to arrive.

It had only been almost an hour at this point. You’d been reading one of Ellie’s comics, laying down on your back, legs opening and imagining the feeling of being relieved, desperate moans escaping you here and there.

That got boring quick, so breakfast time. You bent over to look through the refrigerator when your mind immediately went to Ellie just slamming into you right there. Starting to bite your lip and drool a bit as you think about it.

Fuck where was she?! you thought to yourself.

You slammed the refrigerator door shut. Nothing will satisfy you -not even some food.

You throw yourself on the bed as you reach for the side dresser- looking through for your dildo. Desperately, you happily laugh at the sight of your dildo. Immediately sitting up and ripping off your bathrobe.

You spit on the dildo to make it extra wet for you -although, you didn’t really need it. Without hesitation you placed the dildo underneath you. Smiling and shutting your eyes to the instant relief you felt as you took it in. You slowly began riding, pretending it was Ellie’s fingers or a strap inside of you. Time passed of you bouncing and moaning- doing everything you can to get off but it never felt as good. It became clear that only Ellie would be the one to get you off.

You couldn’t cum , so you pulled out the dildo and felt like crying. (Lmao)

You stare at the bed for a moment before hearing the doorknob jiggle. Your eyes widen and you pretty much run from the bed when you see Ellie.

“Ellie!” You shout loud as hell. You completely forgot your robe on the bed which leaves Ellie looking shocked & very, very confused.

“Hi-” She says as you pull her close, kissing her all over the place.

“Where were you?!” You say in between kisses.

“I was helping Joel put up his new shelves. Why are you naked?.. Why’s the bed all messy?”

You pull away and look over at the bed and back at Ellie, this time cupping her face.

“It’s that week. You know how I get.” It all suddenly made sense. Ellie smirked, closing and locking the door behind her. You felt your pussy literally twitch at her doing this.

“Ohhh. I love these weeks.” She whispers getting closer to you, wrapping her arms around your waist. You pull away again, this time going to the bed. You lay down on your back, spreading your legs open. You were not holding back. All the romantic and slow passionate shit was not going to be tolerated right now, you just wanted to be pounded.

Ellie undresses and hovers over you. Caressing your cheek and kissing your face and neck.

Ellie makes it down. You’re soaked and Ellie is taking her sweet time. “I’ve been waiting all fucking day. Come on.” You say, she laughs a bit while you grab onto her hair. Moving your pussy closer and closer to her face. Ellie, shoves her tongue in you, making you lose control immediately. That hit the spot.

“Oh-my god.” You whimper as Ellie’s tongue is unforgiving. She lifts one of your legs over her shoulders- trying to get a good angle. This almost makes you just cum all over her face before moving her away from your pussy.

“I want you to use a strap now.” Ellie wasn’t in a position to slow this down and she knew that when it was this time of the month you two are going to be in your shared home all day and night, no matter how tired Ellie or yourself got.

Ellie put on her strap. You were watching her every move, licking your lips and drooling at the sight of the strap and beautiful body attached to it.

Again, Ellie hovered over you. Slowly but not too slowly inserting the strap inside of you.

“-my fucking god.” You mumble pulling her closer and deeper into you.

She was in the crook of your neck, pounding you and kissing you at the same time. “You’re gorgeous.” She whispers. You can’t manage to make any other noise but loud moans and whimpers as she fucks you so good.

This is exactly what you needed. Some deep, good pounding from your girlfriend. It was so good it felt like an outer body experience honestly.

And the best thing about it was Ellie always came through on your period week. You loved how helpful she always was and she loved how helpful you always were.

When you came all over the strap, Ellie pulled out of you, causing her to fall over to the side on her back.

You look at her as you begin hovering over the strap once again. She looks down at you from looking at the ceiling..

“We’re going again?”

“Until I’m satisfied? Is that okay?”

“That’s okay…just give me a second.”

Ellie throws her head back in the pillow, causing you to laugh and lean over, kissing her lips. The two of you only just started.

A/n: Apologies for any grammar mistakes.. 🙏

#ellie williams x reader #lesbian #the last of us 2 #lesbians #tlou ellie

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 3 days

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From Hell to Home to Back Again

Summary: At the talent show, Chrissy Cunningham is so hungry that she nearly collapses. When she's found by Hopper, her parents ended up losing custody of her. She ends up being placed in the care of the Hendersons, and she finally finds the family she so desperately needed. She also ends up falling in love. What other changes are made in this alternate universe?

@emen-98 @1lostsoul0fishbowl @vulpixsworld

Prologue . . . Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

" . . . Okay, let me this fucking straight. . . Last year, you didn't get lost in the woods. You got trapped in an alternate dimension with Will, and it wasn't a bear. It was 8 foot tall monster that the kids had decided to call a demogorgon from Dungeons and Dragons. . .Hopper and Joyce rescued you. . .all this happened because some crazy ass scientists decided to play God. You had a girl with superpowers, but she's gone now. . . Oh, you also have powers that you haven't told Joyce and Hopper about because you're afraid the asshole lab guys are going to experiment on you. . .did I get that right?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah, that's right," Chrissy said softly.

"Well, what the fuck are we going to do about the goddamn demogorgon baby?" Eddie asked, running his hands through his hair, causing his bangs to stick straight up.

Before Chrissy could answer him, Dustin came down the hallway with a stick and dressed in her catcher gear.

"Dustin, what the hell are you doing?" Chrissy asked.

"I'm going to need protection if I'm going to lure Dart to the basement," Dustin said.

"I figured that I would use my powers," Chrissy said, frowning.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot you have those," he said.

"Shouldn't we just kill this thing?" Eddie asked.

Dustin didn't say anything. He just went quiet at the suggestion. Chrissy sighed and rolled her eyes. Her brother went and got attached to the thing like he always does.

"Let's just get it into the basement, and then we decide what to do with it later," Chrissy said. "Let's do this."

Eddie stood next to Chrissy as Dustin opened the back door and then his bedroom door. The demogorgon burst out, and Chrissy went to work immediately. She used her powers to lift the creature into the air, its legs kicking out as it growled. She was struggling as she carried Dart out of the house. It whined pitifully, and for a moment, she almost felt sorry for it, but she remembered the thing ate their fucking cat. Scowling, she tossed it down the stairs of the basement and slammed the metal door closed. Dustin quickly locked it. Chrissy sighed and relaxed, realizing her nose was now bleeding.

"Holy fucking shit," Eddie said breathlessly.

Eddie pulled out his hanky, cupped her face, and wiped away the blood.

"Eddie," Chrissy said softly. "Are you mad?"

"I'm fucking pissed that all this shit happened to you and that you had to keep it in for so long. I'm fucking terrified too," Eddie said. "But if you're asking me if I'm mad at you. . .the answer is no. I understand why you had to do it, and knowing you, you probably beat yourself up over it. No, I'm not mad at you because I get it. I know you probably lost sleep over this."

"I love you," Chrissy sniffled.

"I love you too. . .my little witch," Eddie said.

Chrissy kissed him, pouring every little feeling she had for him into that kiss. She broke away and hugged him tightly. Dustin coughed, and they pulled away from each other.

"You're so going to be my brother in law," Dustin grinned. "And as my future brother in law, please help me bury our cat?"

"You know, neither one of you are related by blood, but somehow you guys manage to inflate your eyes in a way that I can't say no to," Eddie sighed. "How the fuck do you guys do that?"

"Magic," Dustin and Chrissy said in unison, grinning.

Meanwhile, Chrissy called Surfer Boy to let let them know she would be missing work before doing the same for Eddie. After that, she helped them bury Mews. She burst into tears when Eddie dumped the last bit of dirt over his grave. He quickly pulled her into his arms and let her cry into his chest.

"I'm sorry, Chrissy," Dustin said softly. "It's my fault."

Chrissy pulled away from Eddie, wiping her tears away.

"Oh, Dusty, you didn't know what it was. You just have a big heart is all," Chrissy said.

"Too big for my own good," Dustin muttered, sniffling as he looked at his feet.

"Better to have a big heart than no heart at all," Chrissy said.

"I'm going to miss him too," Dustin said.

"I know," Chrissy said softly and pulled Dustin into her arms.

Suddenly, the front door opened and closed. Their mother's voice floated out the back door as she called for Mews. Dustin and Chrissy stared at each other for a moment.

"Follow my lead," Chrissy whispered as she let a few more tears fall.

Chrissy rushed into the house, crying about how Mews was missing. It sent Claudia into a panic, and she hated herself for a moment. They searched the house until Dustin picked up the phone and pretended like he was talking to someone. He hung up the phone and told Claudia that they spotted Mews out near Lenora. She hugged her children and quickly rushed out to find the cat. Chrissy sighed the moment her mother left, feeling like shit.

"Hey," Eddie said. "You did what you had to, sweetheart."

"I know, I still hate myself," Chrissy said.

"We have to let the others know that shit is going down again," Dustin said.

"Right," Chrissy said.

Of course, no one was answering their goddamn radios, which is how they all ended up at Nancy's house in search of everyone. Of course, that's when Eddie's van decided to crap out.

"Shit, fuck, goddamn it!" Eddie shrieked as he beat his fists on the steering wheel.

Poor baby was really going through it all today. She could see how terrified he was for all of them and for her. He definitely deserved a blowie after this. Screw that she was going to throw him down on his bed and fuck his brains out. Of course, now wasn't the time to think about that. Chrissy wrapped her arms around him and pressed kisses into his hair, making sure to keep her arms wrapped around him from the side, keeping his arms pinned underneath hers.

"Breathe, baby," Chrissy said. "Breathe with me. . . Do you want me to let you go?"

"A few more minutes," Eddie said softly.

By the time they got out of the van, Steve had pulled up to the house with flowers in his hand and Robin chatting beside him. Dustin walked away from the front, grabbed Steve’s hand, and pulled him towards his car.

"Hey, hey! What the hell?!" Steve asked.

"We don't have time for this. Shit's going down at my house, and we need help. Do you still have your bat?" Dustin asked.

"Yeah!" Steve exclaimed. "But why - "

"Nancy's still not there," Dustin said. "So don't bother!"

"Bat?" Eddie asked.

"Oh, yeah. It's this nail bat Jonathan made, and Steve used to fight off the demogorgon," Chrissy exclaimed.

"Woah! Hey, should you be talking about that in front of him?" Steve asked.

"He knows everything now," Chrissy replied.

"He knows?" Robin asked.

"He knows," Chrissy said.

"You know?" Steve asked Eddie.

"I know," Eddie said, nodding his head.

"Yeah, he knows goddamnit!" Dustin shrieked. "Let's go!"

They all climbed into Steve’s car with Dustin stealing the front seat and took off back towards their house. Chrissy hadn't realized how much time had passed until it started getting dark. Queen was playing on the radio.

"How do you know that it's not just a lizard?" Steve asked.

"Because its face opened up, and it ate our cat," Dustin said.

"Yeah, yeah," Steve sighed. "Fuck."

"Yeah, I know, man. I wish this wasn't happening either," Eddie said.

"How are you holding up with all of this, Eds?" Steve asked softly.

"I'm freaking the fuck out, if you couldn't tell," Eddie said.

"I could tell," Steve chuckled.

"I'm just glad that Chrissy's here. She's my rock," Eddie said.

Suddenly, Steve pressed on the breaks, bringing the car to a complete stop.

"Jonathan, Argyle, and Nancy's been missing since yesterday. . .what if something happened to them?" Steve asked, his face pale.

"I'm sure they're okay, Steve. They have to be," Chrissy said.

"Yeah, let's just focus on the task at hand. I'm sure they're alright," Dustin said.

"Fuck," Robin whispered. "I'm really trying hard not to imagine my sister ripped to shreds by one of those things. Oh, God, my brother. Where's my brother?"

"I think he went to check on Will, so he's over at the Byers," Dustin said. "Then again, I'm not sure. They're not answering their radios."

"Okay, okay," Robin sighed. "Let's go and freak out later. Steve?"

Steve didn't waste a second before continuing to head towards their house. Once they were there, Steve immediately pulled flashlights out of his trunk and then the infamous bat. Eddie whistled.

"Chrissy, are you sure - ?" He started to ask.

"Eddie, baby, focus," Chrissy said softly.

"Right, right."

Their mother still wasn't back when they walked through the house towards the basement. Chrissy felt both relief and guilt. It was an odd combination for sure. They opened the basement door with Chrissy ready to use her powers if she needed to, but they didn't hear anything.

"I'll go down and check it out," Steve said

"Steve, I have powers. Shouldn't I go down?" Chrissy asked.

Steve looked at her. She could easily recognize any of his looks. She always could. She was too important to lose, and not just because she had powers. They were friends, and she meant too much to him.

"I got my bat," Steve said. "I'll be fine."

Steve disappeared into the basement as they others waited outside. It was silent for a moment, and Chrissy felt her chest tighten painfully. She cursed Steve for being so stubborn. He appeared so suddenly at the bottom of the stairs, it caused them all to jump.

"Jesus H. Christ!" Eddie exclaimed.

"Get down here," Steve said.

The four of them stumbled down the stairs and into the basement. Steve picked up a piece of slimy skin like substance with his bat.

"Dart's grown again," Dustin said.

"It's like a giant booger," Eddie said as he stared at it.

He reached out and touched the dead skin, making a face at the sensation as he rubbed between his fingers. Chrissy stared at her boyfriend in disbelief as he brought his fingers close to his face and sniffed it. Everyone yelled when he licked it with the tip of his tongue. Eddie made a face and stuck out his tongue repeatedly.

"That's disgusting!" Eddie exclaimed.

"No, shit, dumbass! Of course, it's disgusting!" Dustin exclaimed.

"Why the fuck would you do that?" Steve asked.

"I don't know, the thought popped into my head, and I did it," Eddie said.

"I love you, Eddie, but I'm never kissing you again," Chrissy said.

For a split second, an irrational thought popped into her head. Should she break up with him? No, no, no. It was disgusting what he just did, but she still loved him. For better or worse, right? Eddie stared at her, his brown eyes getting bigger, and she couldn't help but smile. God, help her she loved the man.

"Look at this," Steve said.

Chrissy and the others followed Steve’s line of sight. Shit. In the corner of the basement, a large hole had been made. The damn thing had tore through the concrete. Eddie cursed yet again.

"We should have killed the damn thing," Eddie said.

"It's a hard fucker to kill," Steve said as they all stared into the dark tunnel that it had made. "Probably just as hard when it's a baby."

Chrissy paled as she looked into the hole with the others. The demogorgon was out in Hawkins, Mews was dead, and she didn't know where her friends were. Yeah, she could feel the panic start to come on. She reached out and grabbed Eddie's hand, gripping it tightly.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Eddie whispered. "I'm here."

That should comfort her, right? He was here now in the thick of it all with them. Why did she feel so unsettled then? She felt the hairs raise up on the back of her neck, and she shuddered. Someone was going to die.

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The Sharpest Lies

Chapter 14

Pairings: Max Burnett x Original Female Character

Summary: Violet was an expert. She could pick em, play em and win em. She was taught by the best. Conning was an art to her and she had a taste for it. But when she comes to visit her father and his new partner, she aims for the biggest mark she's ever seen.

Warnings: Underage in the past, Controlling, Dom/Sub, Light BDSM, Daddy Issues, Mentions of medical conditions, Con Artists, Daddy Kink

Violet was laid in Max’s arms, snuggled into his side, on cloud nine, drunk from the sex they just had. Still naked, his body heat was keeping her warm, hair all messy and splayed over her face. She was in heaven. With a million dollars in front of them, she had everything she wanted. She ran her fingers over his bare chest, making small little circles and tracing his nipple. Max chuckled, his fingers tracing her arm, brushing up and down as he nuzzled her head.

“So what now?” She asked, not looking up from his chest.

Max took a deep breath, turning her head slightly to look at him, her big dolls eyes looking with wonder.

“I’m going to go back to the penthouse, tell Madeline that I have a sick aunt in Florida and that we have to go now, you and me and get my stuff” he whispered.

“Okay, I’ll be waiting,” she said and he grinned, cupping her chin with his thumb and lifting it up, kissing her softly. Violet moaned, wrapping a hand around his head and leaning in for more deep kisses. It had been so long since they had been like this, just the two of them together and she didn’t know how long she could wait until she had Max all to herself again.

“I better get going, the sooner I tell Madeline, the sooner we can get out of here,” Max said, jumping up from the sofa, collecting his clothes and slipping them back on. Violet couldn’t help the frown on her face as he left her, dressing to return to that horrid witch. Max noticed her sullen face and chuckled.

“I’ll be back, don’t get jealous again” he ordered softly and Violet hummed.

“I’m not,” she said back and he smirked. He knew how jealous she would get. Once he was dressed, he padded back over to Violet, leaning down and trapping her on the sofa, pressing a soft peck to her lips.

“I’ll be back soon” he whispered and she smiled.

“Okay” she whispered and when the door shut, leaving her in the cold silence, Violet only had to take one look at the money to bring a smile back to her face.

Max entered the penthouse, dropping his bag at the door and wandering the halls to find Madeline. He was going to make this quick and easy. Tell her he needed to go to Florida with Violet because his aunt was sick and practically dying and it was family only that could attend. Once he was out, he wouldn’t be coming back. The con was just as easy as he thought. He’d cut all ties with Madeline and move far away so she couldn’t track him or Violet down. Madeline wasn’t one to think of things too suspiciously so she wouldn’t have a clue what was going on. As he expected he found Madeline in her office, pacing around on her phone. She looked worried, almost stressed, running a hand through her bright ginger locks. He stood in the doorway watching and when she looked over, she held a finger up indicating she’d be one more minute.

“Okay, okay… thank you” she sighed heavily, hanging up from the call and throwing her phone to the desk.

“Hey is everything okay?” He asked coming over and Madeline shook her head.

“No, I just got a call from my IT, someone has hacked our system and is trying to download all our information. Everything that’s on there. If they get as far as they can they can even hack my bank accounts” she said in a fluster, running her hands over her face. Max was a little lost for words.

“Shit, how did they get in?” He asked.

“I don’t know, Jake from IT just said they had an alert and someone hacking everything. If they get hold of all our information then I could lose clients, could lose the business, all my money” Madeline sunk into the small chair to the side of her office, burying her face in her hands on the verge of tears. Max sucked in a breath. This isn’t what he needed right now. Fuck, it was all going so well and now this. Max sighed, sinking down next to her and pulling her into his embrace, wrapping her in his arms.

“Hey it’s going to be okay, we’ll find out who’s doing this, and we’ll probably have to get ht police involved” he said and Madeline sniffled, lifting her head.

“I just don’t need this right now” she huffed and Max squeezed her tightly.

“I know” he whispered. Neither did he.

Madeline dropped her head onto his shoulder sighing and taking his hand in hers. Max felt nothing with her embrace, nothing to her touch. It was all an act from before. He never felt anything for her and never would. There was only one girl in his life, Violet.

“I’m sorry I didn’t even ask about your day,” she said and Max chuckled.

“Don’t be silly, you’ve just been hacked Madeline, you don’t need to worry about me?” he said. He was debating whether to tell Madeline about the sick aunt so he and Violet could get out of there. But right now it wasn’t good timing. If those two jetted off, it would cause suspicions that would make Madeline think it was them who hacked her, not that either of them had the ability to do that. For now, his plan would have to wait until this was sorted.

“How was Violet?” He asked.

“Oh I almost forgot, she accepted my proposal on making her own business. I know you said not to give her too much money but I gave her enough” She smiled and Max narrowed his eyes.

“How much?” He asked, not that he already didn’t know.

“A million…. But I think this will be so good for her, she finally has something to focus on and start a career she likes. Plus I said she could come back and stay with us until she has enough to get her own place” She smiled and Max grinned.

“I’ll make sure she’s not rude again” he lifted a finger, tucking a ginger lock behind her ear and Madeline chuckled under her breath.

“It’s fine Max” she murmured. She stared at him for a moment before leaning in and kissing him softly. Max had perfected the art of faking interest in her and kissing was one of them. He pecked her back despite him ignoring the feel of her lips on him. If anything he imagined them to be Violet’s which were much softer and plump, not like Madeline’s which were wrinkled and caked in dried lipstick. Madeline leaned her head on him, closing her eyes into his embrace as Max stared forward. This is not how he wanted this to go.

Violet hummed to herself, packing her bag and singing softly to the music playing. She was excited, jumping for joy. She couldn’t wait to take a vacation with just her and Max. For so long they had been in the city, jumping from con to con, taking what they could and now they finally had a chance to use their money for their own pleasure. No, that they didn’t before but a vacation was something both of them needed. Sun, sea and completely free from their victims, they could finally relax.

She was packing everything she could take. Her bikinis, Dior bags, Chanel Perfumes, Tiffany jewellery. She was done living the poor girl lifestyle and finally would be able to flaunt her money. She had spent too long growing up with nothing and now she had everything. Her suitcase alone cost over $500 and she already had her outfit ready for the airport.

Her phone buzzed and she grabbed it excitedly, hoping it would be Max telling her he was coming back. It was Max but it wasn’t what she expected.

Come to the penthouse now, need to talk to you

Violet narrowed her eyes at the text and wrote a short answer back. She couldn’t help but feel something wasn’t right and her stomach tightened with nerves. But she wasn’t going to feel disappointed yet until she was there. She hoped it was nothing and shook the thought of her, finishing her packing before heading on over.

When Violet entered the penthouse there was a commotion of noise and voices coming from the kitchen. Walking in, she spotted Madeline at the kitchen counter with a couple of men, some dressed in suits and others in a shirt and trousers. Max was there as well, leaning on the counter but immediately spotted Violet as she came in. He quickly pushed himself off the counter, coming over.

“I’ll be back in a moment” he called out to the group and Madeline simply waved him off before turning her attention to the men.

“What’s going on?” Violet asked as Max tucked his hand behind her back and guided her to the further bedroom away, shutting the door and speaking in a hushed voice.

“Listen something’s come up and we can’t go yet” he said and Violet huffed.

“What!” She said a little too loudly for his liking and he shushed her, holding a hand up.

“Shhh, keep your voice down” he scolded and Violet glared at him.

“What’s going on?” She demanded.

“Something to do with her company, a hacking of some sort but that means we can’t go, not until this is sorted”.

“Why not this has nothing to do with us” She almost wanted to stamp her foot like a child not getting their way. Why was it Madeline came first before her?

“Yes but if we suddenly up and leave they might think we had something to do with it”.

“You said we’d be done after this, just tell her about the dying aunt and we can get out of here” Violet was fuming. She couldn’t believe her plans were ruined all because of that old witch.

“Not right now,” Max said through gritted teeth.

“I did everything for you, you said as soon as we get the money we are out of here, so what are we waiting for”.

“I said not now… and don’t forget I taught you everything, if it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t have one million dollars” he snapped back and Violet sighed, continuing to glare up at him. He wasn’t wrong there but she didn’t like being wrong.

“So be a good girl and do as you are told, we’re not leaving until I say we are” Max boomed and Violet huffed, shaking her head. Max turned, leaving her standing in the bedroom alone and Violet wanted to scream into the pillow. She was going to have to endure more of Madeline and her annoying mothering nature.

Chapter 15

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