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sadistic-kiss · 2 months

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I just had a wild dream about Sukuna that turned into a fucking Freddy cougar nightmare . (This is how house of alpha was born so be prepared for this slap ass recap lol)

I was at a doggy day care, watching dogs because it was my job. (I love dogs so this is fine). Sukuna comes along with his hot girlfriend bringing his dog in for me to take care of. Turns out it’s his girlfriend’s chihuahua .

I have a boyfriend who is some guy with black hair. (Kasukabe is that you?) So I peak at him once but respectfully avert my gaze. (When I talk to couples in public I always keep eye contact with the girl. One because they are always so pretty and two because I don’t want them to think I want their man 😭)

Anyways I’m talking to her being polite and all goes well. Then Sukuna says, “Careful he’s a little shit.”

Of course being the doggy lover I am I’m able to get this barking biting chihuaha to like me after it but the shit out of me and I’m bleeding as well (in real life I would have been like ma’am I cannot take your dog I need to go to the doctor but no dream me wanted to please this hot girl.) . And the gf was so pleased and thanked me. And im super happy and tell her that I love dogs they are better than people (wow what a joke right?)

I start watching their dog and maybe a week goes by before they come in and I see Sukuna kick the dog in which I gasp and get angry at him because no matter how hot you are you aren’t going to harm an animal (that is my breaking point). So while I’m going off on sukuna his girlfriend is visibly shaking and she’s trying to stop me from yelling at him.

After my blow up sukuna only laughs before stepping out in which his girlfriend looks st me as if she’s seen a ghost. She starts panicking”you should go apologize you need to apologize to him before it’s too late…” and I’m like what? Apologize for what? And she’s like losing it and I’m like it’s okay and she’s like “no! It’s not!”

And I’m like what? “Is he going to kill me?”

And she just goes silent.

“I’ll go say sorry for you.” So she takes her dog and leaves in which I’m like a bit scared so I ask my bf (kasukabe ? I don’t know the guy had black hair but he was NOT daddy toji 😭) to take me home

So nothing happens and I don’t see them again until a few days later but it’s just sukuna bringing the dog himself. He attempts to talk to me within the process of me taking the chihuahua. But I’m ignoring him. He’s playing nice. Then he asks me out to which I am floored. I laugh in his face but then stop because he’s intimidating. I shook my head, “No you have a girlfriend.”

“I don’t.”

(Now I’m like bitch what you guys broke up why are you with this chihuahua XD)

“I have a boyfriend.”

“He treat you any good?”

“He treats me and dogs good.” With that I take the dog back and strut away like a proud boss girl.

So as im closing up shop and waiting for my bf to come get me hours go by and he’s not here. I try to call no answer. So now im worried. I go home to my little puppy suppers but something is off. My dog didn’t come greet me at the door. (She always comes running when I enter the house.) now im calling for her. Walking around in my dark home. That’s when I flip the light on and sukuna is sitting in my living room holding my dog (alive thankfully)

Of course a scream because “what are you doing in my house?”

“She’s a cute dog.”

“Sukuna… what are you doing in my house…” I’m slowly dialing 911 while backing away Im freaking out because that’s my fur baby and I want to leave the house and run but he has my child. Then I step on something wet. Looking down there is a pool of blood under my feet and it’s coming from my bathroom.

“Peak inside, left you a present.”

My heart? Dropped. I opened the door because like you know that’s what they do in the movies. Inside the bathroom is my boyfriend ~kasukabe nooo~ and he’s yeah gory details but you know dead.

So I’m crying and I’m like I’m so sorry I’m so sorry, and Sakuna is just taughting me the whole time, while holding my whimpering dog. So then he goes.

“I got a deal for you. You can keep this brat or I can bring him back to life and take this one’s head off. Which one you love more?”

So now I’m going hysterical. Because what? How dare he. Demon I say! Foul demon!

But… I picked my dog because let’s be honest kasukabe was already dead and tbh I didn’t really know him don’t hurt me it was dream logic and I was freaking out. Q-Q so sukuna throws the dog on the floor and I hug my little girl to my chest and I think the worse of it is over until I hear crunching noises. Sweet heavens he’s eating my bf. So I slowly get up and go upstairs and close my door and curl up into a ball on my bed with my fur baby. Surprisingly I fell asleep.

The next day I had to clean up the blood on my floor and then I continued with life per usual. SIKE Sukuna continues to torment me! To make this post short he puts me through hell. And then at one point I freaked out so bad I woke up. *like in real life I flinched and woke up gasping*. So I was like what an awful dream. Lays back down and goes to sleep*

I’m in another place and when I wake up people gasp and they were like you are finally awake!

Why am I’m in a hospital?

Doctor tells me I freaked out so hard I went into a stressed induced coma. Wtf is that a thing 😂? So I’m like oh okay. Then the nurse is like “your husband is goin to be so happy you woke up.”

“Husband?” I looked around the room to see flowers all around me. Some dying some new.

“Yes he’s been waiting for you for five years he hasn’t left your side.”

So then I’m sitting in bed like Hm okay… don’t really know what’s happening I don’t even remember anything.

Boom husband sukuna walks in and Im shooketh but I DONT KNOW WHY because I just went to sleep so stupid me is like omg sukuna I love sukuna haha so hot make brain go burrr~

So then he’s like your awake! And I’m like yeah who is you and he realizes I don’t know who he is so he takes me home and I’m like trembling and he’s like why I are you trembling and flinching and I’m like honestly I don’t know? So I take pills because that’s what the doctor prescribed to ease my stress and anxiety but I’m just like lalala OH MY DOG and I’m so happy to be home but why am I so scared? Everything seems normal I have a lovely husband it seems.

Then slowly thing ls start happening. When he touches me I’m scared and when I do something I’m afraid to make him angry. Something is not right.

Lo and behold I start to remember EVERYTHING AND I’m like OH HELL NO! And when I do remember I INSTANLY WAKE UP hahhaha! So here I am now sitting in bed like *le sigh* I wonder if I’m in a coma AGAIN hahhaha.

Yup… and that’s how my stories are written, and this is how house of alpha was born 😌. Having vivid dreams can be a double edge sword at times because on one hand I was blessed with a wonderful reverse harem of alphas and knots but sometimes I get the horror films lol.

Maybe someday I’ll post the slap ass recap of house of alpha lol. I can’t do it now because of spoilers ✨

I’m so angry right now. Sukuna was sooooo evil and not in a- I’ll burn the world for you girl- no it was the -you are my pet and I’ll do what I want to you evil. I’m going to go read some daddy Nanami fics where it is safe, and maybe I’ll have better dreams. I hope we go on a cruise or play bingo 😭 🚢.

✨Wish me luck✨

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsukaisen #fanfiction #sukuna #horror #ryoumensukuna #ryoumen sukuna

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moon-alight · 1 year

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i had a pretty bad day today and my ult is &team with harua as my bias :( is it okay if u write a fanfic of harua comforting gf reader who is so upset and even crying so much to the point where harua is even having a hard time calming her down but in the end, everything works out. ♡♡ it would mean a lot to me. i love ur works ♡\(^▪︎^)/♡

I'm glad you like my stuff, I'm sorry you're having a bad day... I hope I can make it a little better. :)

You can always come to me - &Team Harua

Synopsis: Reader is having a hard time and Harua comforts her.

Warnings: afab reader, fluff, swearing, themes of depression

Word Count: 919

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You don't know why you're here but you felt there was no other place you could go. Everything in life was working against you today. You had woken up a bit too late after your alarm wouldn't go off.

You had raced to get to school in time but it started raining which drained your clothes. When you finally arrived, class had already begun and you instantly got detention for showing up late.

You fell in PE which caused many of your idiot-classmates to laugh. You felt humiliated by lunch when you realized you'd forgotten your wallet so you couldn't eat.

You needed to do a presentation which you had completely forgotten about earning you a bad grade and when you finally were able to leave school... you were exhausted.

So, why are you here? Why are you standing in front of the dorms of your boyfriend? You honestly don't know but since you're already here, mind as well knock on the door, right?

Your hand knocks three times against the wood, you already have tears in your eyes. Today was simply a terrible day. The door opens and a familiar figure stands in the doorway.

"y/n?" EJ asks you, confused. Harua hadn't told him you would visit today, maybe he had forgotten.

"Can I see Harua?"

"Sure, come in." EJ moves aside so you can walk in, which you do. He closes the door and smiles softly at you before walking down the hallway. "Harua! Your girlfriend is here!" Not even 5 seconds later and the sweet familiar scent of your boyfriend's cologne fills your nosethrills. The tears finally decide to leave your eyes as everything is becoming too much.

"y/n? I didn't know you were coming." Harua says, his voice as gentle as he approaches you. Yet he stops when he sees your tears. "y/n? What happened?" You sniffle, trying to wipe them away but it's no use as new ones replace them.

"Had a shitty day." You admit. Harua hums and wraps his arms around you. He rubs up and down your back as you rest your head on his shoulder, finally feeling a little at ease for the first time today. Yet more tears fall down.

"Want to talk about it?" You shake your head, knowing you won't get any words out. Harua suddenly scrunches his face and pulls away from the hug. "Did you maybe walk in the rain today?"

"Yeah, w-why?"

"Your clothes are soaked. How long have you been wet?"

"Since I left for school this morning." Your boyfriend glares at you in silence and for a moment you're scared. He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Your teachers didn't let you change?"

"I didn't have other clothes, just my gym stuff but that is too cold for outside." You make another attempt to wipe your tears.

"Take it off."

"W-what?" You're stunned. Did he really just...?

"Take. It. Off."

"Here?" You ask, Harua's eyes widen.

"No, not here. My room. I'll give you some spare clothes and you can take a shower." You follow your boyfriend towards his dorm which he shares with the two youngest. The two boys are laying on their beds scrolling on their phones.

"y/n, hey!" Ta-Ki greets you, smiling.

"Were you crying?" Ma-Ki asks. You look to Harua in a silent plea for help.

"None of your business, continue scrolling on tiktok you two." Harua replies, fishing a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie from his closet. "Come on sweetie, I'll give you a towel."

You enter the bathroom after him and he hands you his towel. Suddenly the tears return. You hate this. Why can't you just stop crying like a damn baby?

"y/n? Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, I just feel like I'm a burden."

"No, Cupcake, you're never a burden to me. Don't ever think that." The weight of the day crashes down on you, you feel Harua hug you once again, seemingly unbothered by the stickiness of your clothes.

"It was just a very long day."

"We can watch a movie after you're done. Disney always makes you happy. I can't change the day for you but I can make sure the rest of what is left of it will be fun."

"Thank you, Harua."

"Of course, always."

After you have freshen up and gotten into your boyfriend's clothes, you already felt a bit better. When you exit the bathroom, you hear laughs come from the kitchen and decide to follow them. You end up seeing Harua and Ma-ki laugh while decorating cookies.

"Oh hey, love. Do you feel a bit better?" Your boyfriend asks with a goofy grin on his face, it makes you feel genuinly better.

"Yes, thanks."

"Want a cookie? We just made them like two hours ago." Ma-Ki says, handing you one. You thank him and lean against the counter, watching them. "I'll see if Ta-Ki wants some too." The youngest grabs four cookies and runs towards his room just to barge inside. You chuckle.

"I'm happy you're smiling again." Harua tells you, his eyes having legit hearts in them when he looks at you. "You're so beautiful when you laugh." You look down and blush softly. Harua smirks and walks up to you.

"I know I made the right decision coming here, thanks for helping."

"You can always come to me, Cupcake. I love you." You smile.

"I love you too." He wraps his arms around you in another comforting hug.

#&team #&team imagines #&team scenarios #&team fluff #&team harua #&team harua fluff #&team harua imagine #harua

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violet-knox · 4 years

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ok then! im actually high functioning(but still autistic), which would infer that im A: more able to control my anxiety/emotions, etc. or B: very intelligent, understands things quite well that others doesn't seem to as much. there are some downfalls to that, though... Im kinda both of those things. dm me if you will (I can't right now, my email's acting up)

Imagine Severus Finding Out That You’re Autistic

Word Count: 1038

A/N: Oh man, this took way longer than I thought it would. I’m soooooo sorry for how long this has been sitting in my inbox (same with the anon who sent the request after this one). Life has been especially hard lately 🙈 Anyways, hope you enjoy, who knows when I’ll find time to post next 😂

The reader is a Metamorphmagus and the story is based off of a story that Professor I mentioned a while ago told my class on day. More about that in the tags.

- He’d never have known if you hadn’t told him. You were always soput together, he’d looked up to how strong you were, how you’d always providedhim with such support, both in his lab when discussing potions and in your ownpersonal chambers. It never occurred to him you had your own struggles to dealwith.

- He was shocked that you feltcomfortable enough to open up about the struggles you had when you were young,how you’d be made fun of for misinterpreting a situation or the simple act of acurious question hitting the nerves of those you’d called friends, just likehim.

- How you’d like to expressyourself through the colour of your hair. Purple for ecstatic. Green for happy.Blue for sadness. Red for anger. Black for depressed. How inattentive had he beento miss this? To miss your attempt at communicating how you felt to the rest ofthe world, to him.

- He felt guilty for snappingat you not moments ago as you’d reach up to swipe away the tears dripping fromhis eyes. Once again, you’d misinterpreted the situation when you’d walked into find him on the floor, hunched over a torn photograph and once again you’dtaken the wrong action, unsympathetically asking why his face waswet.

- He’d take back those awfulwords he’d spat if he could. He’d take them back and replace them with wordsfilled with nothing less than love and devotion.

- The truth was, he understoodhow you felt more than anyone. How many times had he wronged Lily andmisunderstood her? How many times did he say the wrong thing or act the wrongway? Too many to count.

- “I’m sorry,” you whispered,sitting next to him. Your frown spoiling the soft colour of your cheeks, yourslouch ruining that beautiful figure hidden under your robe. “I didn’tmean to sound unsympathetic.”

- It hurt to see you so upset,to see the look on your face when he’d shouted at you. Your curious eyeswidening in shock as you struggled to understand how a simple question couldlead to such a reaction.

- Severus shock his head inshame. “It’s not your fault,” he’d say as he took your hand in both ofhis, gently closing them around yours. You were his support system and never inhis life had he felt this way about someone. Things with the Dark Lord wouldonly get worse from here and he knew he’d be doomed if he let you go. Hewanted nothing more than to sit here in this room (with the door bolted shut)for the rest of life, holding your hand in his and leaning into whatevercomfort you’d be willing to offer him.

- “You should have toldme.” He spoke softly with the gentlest of touches as if you were glass about toshatter. The guilt was a lot to deal with but more than anything, he was hurtyou hadn’t trusted him enough to open up as you had now, as he’d done in thepast. He did his best to understand, and he realized how importantcommunication would be in your relationship, but it was hard not to takeoffence.

- He was in a vulnerable place,his emotions going haywire when that torn picture of Lily fell out of hisdrawer. His vision blurring with tears as he remembered all the hurt he’dcaused her, everything he’d lost and the poor choices he’d made all those yearsago. He needed you to walk in and comfort him, tell him it would be alright,that he was making it up to her now with all the work he’d been doing for theOrder. But instead of the reassurance he craved, he was met with unintendeddismissal the moment his eyes met yours.

- “I didn’t want to scare youaway.” Your voice shriveled as memories of your peers distancing themselvesfrom you swept through your mind. You were always a quick learner, and this wasno exception. You’d learned then and there that any sign of abnormality onlyseparated you from others. You were the house freak. The only one who couldnever get behind social constructs. How were you to know how to read a person’semotions? Humans were much more complex than a simple book, flipping through thepages with ease. That had been made very clear to you.

- You’d accepted that you’d neverunderstand the world as a whole. Truthfully, you weren’t sure anyone truly did.But you’d never let your autism hold you back before. Not with your job and notwith your last eight months with Severus.

- Your last relationship wasquite the rollercoaster; he was never really there for you and finding outabout your autism just put that last nail in the coffin for you both. It wasn’ta big lose, but you missed that sliver of support he’d provided you. Theability to talk to someone about your day, or just hold one another when youwere feeling down.

- It was different withSeverus. He was cold at first, much more resistant to your interest in him. Butin the end, his warmth became your latch to the world. His support, the abilityto run into his arms after a hard day, the feeling of his fingers runningthrough your hair. The comfort, the joy you felt was something you were willingto fight for, even if that meant keeping all of yourself from him.

- In hindsight, not tellingSeverus everything about you was probably a big lapse in judgement, but seeing thatphotograph he clutched in his hand and the sorrow he emitted through his words,he hadn’t told you everything about himself either.

- Transparency was hard andhe’d told himself he’d do better with you. This diagnosis wasn’t going to stophim from loving you, nor would it come between your growth as a couple.Tomorrow he’d read up on autism and get to know how it affects you. Tomorrowhe’d find a way to help you. Tomorrow, he’d do better than he had tonight.

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angelplummie · 3 years

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OFFICIAL HAIKYUU TALL GIRL FUCKERS

HAIKYUU X F!READER

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warnings: size kink, face sitting, L bombs, dirty talk, slightly rough? not even tho, cockwarming, fluffiness

this is for my tall girlies that got rejected by their crush in school bc they were too tall. go fuck yourself gus i hope you die. now there will be some short girl slander here so if ur short and sensitive i recommend you do not read. I’ll repeat myself, no short girl behaviour in my replies por favor.

USHIJIMA

man this dude LOVES tall girls

I may be bias but man look at this dude

i think he would just generally want someone closer to his height, he doesn’t get off to his s/o being smaller than him at all

if anything, if they were too much smaller it might ick him out a bit, he would feel a bit creepy being enormous and having a tiny little gf

He thinks tall girls have a certain elegance, even if you don’t see it, he thinks your beauty is ethereal and unmatched

which is why when you get insecure because your only a little bit (if at all) shorter than him, he makes sure to show you he doesn’t mind in the easiest way possible: ploughing the doubt from your mind

“Toshi- Toshi, ahhhhhh!” You cry as he hooks your beautiful legs over his shoulders and continues to rut into you like a man possessed. He grips your calves, staring down at the way your long body ricochets with every thrust. Your arms are splayed against the mattress and your fingers grip the sheets, face scrunched up with overwhelming stimulation. He watched as his cock is completely swallowed by your puffy pussy, cream surrounding the base every time he moves. Giving a chaste kiss to your calve, Ushijima tilts his head back in a groan, fucking you hard but sensually.

“See? Isn’t this...” he grunted,”Isn’t this better for me? If you were any smaller, I’d break you.”

Pussy pulsing, the back of your head digs into your pillow and you moan like a little bitch. His hips work against you, the piston of him thick cock making you twitch, you were close. Effortlessly he hits your g-spot, which has you clenching around him.

He groans.

“You’re so tight, still got a little pussy, mmh.”

Now his thrusts were getting faster and messier, stoping the grind and now just ploughing your wet little hole.

“Toshi-!” you pleaded,”i’m gonna cum!”

“Me too, Y/N, C’mere.”

he pushes your legs back down either side of his waist and bends over your shaking body. He puts one elbow either side of your head, hips still sloppily fucking you. One hand reaches to hold your face and he goes down to kiss you. You whimper in his mouth and he shoves his tongue lovingly down your throat. He moans deep and stutters his hips to a stop, cock nestled deep inside of you, and he cums. You sob into his sweet kiss and cum with him as he stuffs you full of his thick semen. He pants, pulling away from your mouth only for a second where he gives you another impassioned kiss. Forehead to forehead, you breathe together, a warm quiet filling the room.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you Toshi.”

BOKUTO

mmm wants u to have his babies

something about tall women makes him want to breed

and you have such good child bearing hips, he can’t help but stare as you walk

He thinks ur kids would be such good athletes <3

your long big sexy thighs drive him wild you don’t even know, u cannot fathom the magnitude that this man wants to bite them

i do think he would also date short girls too, and maybe he did in the past

so when you see photos of him with his ex who is tiny ur like ‘oh :(’ cuz ur literally nothing like her

when he sees you scrolling thru her ig he asks you what ur doing

ur like ‘nothing :/‘ he’s like ‘😗 this shit won’t fly’

after enough questioning ur like ‘well it’s just... she’s a lot smaller than you... and me... and idk... i just didn’t know you were into that’

oho u gonna be walking funny tomorrow

He has you on your stomach, ass in the air for him, pounding you from the back. holding ur arms to keep you as close to him as possible, yanking you back against his heavy thrusts.

“Who’s my girl? Who am I fucking right now?”

“m-me!”

he half groans half laughs, fingers digging into your soft skin.

“That’s right baby, you’re my girl, my pretty little girl. She’s old news you got that?”

Instantly you nod against the squeaking bed. He loves the sound you let out every time he fills you completely, he revels in the sight of your long back arched for him.

“Good girl.”

Nearly drenched, your wet cunt leaves a little slick on his balls, weeping down your thighs. He reaches underneath and rubs your clit in tight circles, groaning as he feels your cunt tighten and pulse.

“Yeah, yeah,” he says breathily, voice becoming gruffer,”Ohh yeah, you like that? You like this?”

He gave it a slight slap, and you jolted a little, whimpers escaping your smushed lips.

“You’re my girl now yeah? Wouldn’t change you, wouldn’t, You’re-You’re perfect. Wanna breed you, make perfect little babies.”

You turn you bleary eyes to look back at him, and you give him a dumb little smile. His heart melts and his cock throbs, and his speed increases with vigor. The pump of his cock inside of you is driving you insane, drool dampening the sheets. You’re so lost in the feeling of him inside you filling you to the brim, you forget why you were so upset to begin with.

“Ohhh baby i’m close,” growls, hands now wrapping around the base of your waist, pushing you into the bed so he can pound you like a machine.

“Gonna fill you with my cum baby, gonna breed your pussy, don’t you want that?”

“Yes, yes Kou, please,” you cry, and it doesn’t take much more for him to release his fat load inside your spasming walls with a surprisingly high moan.

Pushed over the edge with the feeling of his cum, you scream, cumming as he still fucks it back into you. As you come down you expect him to let up, but he doesn’t, he just keeping whining and fucking you like he was before.

“Kou, what, what are-“ you can harley for a sentence, overstimulated and disoriented.

“Gotta- hnghhh- make sure it takes, breed you one more time. Ok? You can do that for me can’t you?”

You have little choice but to take it.

HINATA

doesn’t give a shit hes shorter than you

like not at all

like not at ALL at all

before u guys were dating he jacked off the the thought of your perfect body, those long ass legs, those thighs

oh my god he loves ur thighs

sorry but why is hinata one of them dudes that like begs you sit on his face? like can he chill? he’s so intense about it LMAO

ur like i will crush ur skull and hes like i’m willing to risk that

and when you sit on it you just hover cuz you don’t want him to literally die, but he’s like “when i say sit i mean SIT ma i got a thick skull”

doesn’t care that ur ‘bigger’ than him, knows ur a whiny girl at heart

just wants to take care of you n make u cream, not much to ask is it?

“You’re like two inches from my face, sit down.”

You squeak as he yanks your hips into his face, mouth finally connecting with what he’s been waiting for all day, hell, all his life.

“Shoyo! Shoyo, I’m gonna hurt you, I’m gonna- fuuuuck,” you breathe out as he starts suckling on your precious clit.

“Stop worrying Y/N, I got you, see?” he squeezes your thighs, showing he can hold you up.

“I-I don’t know, i’m kinda heavy...” You glance down at your boyfriend. His head looks small in comparison to your thighs, and you feel guilty even though he begged you to let him do this. Your guilt is eased somewhat by the look of stifling intensity on his face. His warm brown eyes stare into yours, you found it so flustering before? but now you can’t look away. His soft orange hair is tousled and mussed, framing his face, yet somehow he still makes you weak, even from underneath you.

“It’s nothing, really, I’ve got you. Let me make you feel good. Please?”

You wait a moment, then nod, and he dives right back in. Shaky hands reach forward to the bed frame steadying yourself as he tongues your wet folds. He groans into you at the taste, making you exhale at the vibration.

He licks your whole labia happily, flat lick all over that make you squirm. His dick was hard as anything, pulsing uncontrollably in his boxers. The tip had been dribbling pre the second you gave him a good look at his favourite girls pussy.

He makes you fall apart on top of him over and over until your knees buckle and you do actually end up nearly crushing him if it weren’t for those enormous arms of his holding you steady.

He’s done when he says he is, so, obviously, you’re in for a long night.

OIKAWA

power couple alert ‼️‼️

imagine u two tall ass hotties strutting around hand in hand like it’s nobodies business!

in his eyes, you are the most stunning person he’s ever seen so he can’t fathom how you could possibly dislike your height

over the years of being together, he’s really boosted your confidence, you don’t even question his opinion of you anymore, you know he thinks ur fine as fuck

the amount of scrappy doo looking fan girls he had to deal with on a daily basis, only to come home to you

you, the perfect, gorgeous, ever soothing presence, you’re like his own personal stress reliever

especially when he’s let it all out inside you, and is holding you close after a particularly gruelling day

He panted from behind you, holding you close against his chest. You were both on your side, his cock plugging you full of his warm release. A kiss to your shoulder, he lay basking in the heat you radiate, inside and out. You smile into the black of your room, feeling the rise and fall of his chest on your back.

“Had a hard day,” he murmured,”Couldn’t wait to see you.”

Your sleepy smile widen.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Had some fan girls come up to me today after practice. They wouldn’t leave me alone, I just wanted to get back to you.”

You reached for his hand that was draped loosely around your waist. tenderly you took it and sighed.

“Well that just makes me burn with jealousy doesn’t it?” you yawned and closed your eyes.

He laughed softly and kissed your shoulder again.

“Oh I know. I’m so disloyal, you better keep me on a leash.”

“Not a bad idea. I know what you’re like. Can’t keep you away from those short girls.”

“mhm. You know they’re my favourite.”

shuffling even closer, he breathed in you’re scent, giving your hand a soft squeeze.

“Love you forever.”

“Love you, you dog.”

He laughed one more time, before you both settled into a peaceful sleep.

IWAIZUMI

homeboy is not the tallest guy out there, but boy oh boy, does he love tall girls

when he first saw you, he just knew he had to have you

he knows you could be a bit insecure having a boyfriend that isn’t much much bigger than you

so he tries to soothe you, make you feel little, make you feel like how other girls get to

there’s something about him, all muscle, his intensity, his confidence, it makes you melt and quiver beneath him

he loves taking control, making you his tiny baby that he knows you are, knows you want to be

It doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a fucking horse either

“Aw, am I too big? Is my little girl too small for me? I’ll make it fit, don’t worry.”

he bullies his way further inside as you whine and grab at his built shoulder. He loves the sting of your nail in his back, almost as much as he loves your tight little pussy sucking him in bit by bit.

You’re sat on the kitchen counter, legs encircling his waist the whole way round. His fingers dig deep into your sides to keep you from squirming or wriggling away. He continues to push in, inch by inch as you clench your teeth at the stretch, until you’re full to the brim with him, cunt drooling on his throbbing erection.

“Fuck, so tight...” he mutters, more to himself than you. He’ll never get used to how good you feel, it’s always brand new.

You let out jagged breaths as he waits for you to adjust, burying your face in the small of his neck.

“You ok sweetheart?”

He’s desperate to move, but he needs to make sure you’re alright first.

“Yes, hajime... please,” you say, it comes out muffled with how you’re pressing your face into his neck.

He smiles softly.

“Are you feeling shy, pretty? That’s ok, do you want me to be gentle?”

You shake your head.

“Just tired hajime. P-Please move, you can go hard.”

He groaned as you tightened on him, like an invitation.

“Oh, such a good girl. Gonna give it to you good yeah?”

You inhaled as he drew back his hips, only his hips remaining inside you. Before you could do anything else, he slammed back into you, knocking you back with the force of it.

“Hajime!” you choked, eyes rolling back as he fucked you, good and deep. In his lower abdomen you could feel his tight, huge muscles jerking at the strain against you and your brain went fuzzy as he ground against that soft spot inside you.

Drilling your tiny hole, he growled at the hug of you pillowy walls, the wetness of the as his ears were filled with fwop fwop fwop.

“God, fuck, I love you,” he rasped, putting his full body weight into the sloppy impassioned thrusts.

“I-I love you so much, don’t stop hajime,” a breathy whisper was all you could muster, you felt like you had no control of the way you clung to him, his fat cock turning you to goo.

The two of you moan into the night like so many other, and melt into the feeling of being together. It’s really unfathomable the luxury you provide for each other, a love truly unmatched.

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sleepysnk · 3 years

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okay but imagine kid eren wanting to beat y/n’s bullies and now cute little soft y/n is always following him like a puppy and eren thinks it’s so annoying but inside he finds it so cute and cute little soft gf will do anything for him even do his hw so eren just fucks her rough telling her how much he hates being follow or how weak she is but inside he doesn’t mean it all he loves her deeply and wants to protect her but later on she’s like “y-youre wrong so so wrong eren i’ve been in love with you ever since we were kids” yeah i’m dreaming abt it

(LMFAOOOO i copy and paste yeah hope it counts shawty babe)

i had a feeling this would be requested 😭 i hope i didn't butcher this smut too much, it's been a long time since i've written smut. thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy! ♡

Like a Puppy

Pairings: Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW

"Can you leave me alone?"

(Y/N) was trying to get to class, she had one in about five minutes and of course, Porco Galliard was back to mess with her.

"Why? You gonna cry (Y/N)?" he asked, chuckling a bit.

She was backed up against the wall, Porco was hovering over her, a smirk on his face when he saw her cowering like a puppy with its tail in between its legs. It was a satisfying feeling to have power over her, Porco enjoyed messing around with her ever since she came into college with him.

"Um.." she mumbled, her eyes avoiding his piercing gaze. Porco had always been intimidating, ever since (Y/N) bumped into him her freshman year; he had always seeked her out whenever he pleased.

He grabbed one of her books, specifically the one she got from the school. A grin plastered across his features, "A book huh? You've always been a nerd," he said.

She tried reaching for it, but Porco raised it up into the air. "Please give it back!" she cried, trying to jump up to grab the book.

He started to chuckle seeing her struggle. "Not a chance in hell.." he replied, rolling his eyes. Amusement all over his face.

"Hey."

He turned his head and was met with a brunette towering over him. Eren Jaeger, the soccer player.

Porco gulped, "H-Hey Eren," he said with a nervous smile.

Eren took the book from Porco's hands. "Leave her the fuck alone. This is the third time I've seen you fucking with her! Didn't you learn your lesson last time when I beat your fucking ass?" he asked, his voice raised and loud. It made a few people glance over.

Porco rubbed the back of his neck. "S-Sorry! It won't happen again! Sorry (Y/N).." he said and scurried away down the hall.

Eren's green eyes met hers, it was an usual occurrence; Eren protecting (Y/N) from people who picked on her. It had been that way since they were kids, he was always there to save the day and he's even gotten bloody knuckles from hurting those who tried to pick on (Y/N).

Eren would always say that it was annoying, but deep down, he loved protecting her. He had strong feelings for her ever since he protected her that one day on the playground.

She's follow him like a puppy, people would tell Eren that she was weak and he shouldn't be getting in trouble on her behalf, but Eren didn't listen and he kept defending her whenever he could.

"Thank you again, Eren.." she said, looking down at the floor.

He rolled his eyes, "Yeah whatever.. did you do my homework?" he asked.

She blinked for a moment, totally realizing that she forgot. "Shit! I'm sorry.. I forgot to.. you can come by later and pick it up if you'd like," she replied, chewing on her bottom lip.

Eren let out an annoyed sigh. "I guess.. do you need me to walk you to class?" he asked with a brow raised.

She nodded, "Yes please," she replied.

Eren hummed in response and began to walk her to class, a few students stared at them when they passed by. People always stared whenever Eren and (Y/N) were together, she was known for being weak and a coward, while Eren was her protector who could get rid of anyone who tried hurting her.

He was used to it, so was she.

Eren stopped in front of the lecture hall door, she was late. "I'm a bit late.. but thank you," she said, throwing a smile his way.

Eren smiled, "Yeah don't sweat it," he said.

She waved before entering her class. Eren shoved his hands into his pockets, chewing on the gum in his mouth. What was he going to do about her?

It was around nine o'clock. (Y/N) had just finished the last of Eren's math homework, she silently hoped she got all of the work right or he'd be pissed.

She grabbed her phone, opening the message app and sending Eren a message that his homework was finished. He had to hurry up since the hall monitors might be around, and if they were they'd both get in trouble.

A sudden knock came from behind the door, was he here already? It barely took him any time to get there, which was odd.. was he in another girls dorm?

She stood up, fixing her skirt and heading towards the door. Opening it she was faced with Eren in sweats and a white t-shirt, he looked comfy to (Y/N).

"Hey.. I was out walking around when I saw your text, could I get my homework?" he asked, his voice raspy and deep. Almost like he had been asleep before.

"Y-Yeah! Come in.." she said, moving out of the way so he could step in.

Eren walked into her dorm, the faint smell of her perfume filled his nose. Lavender, his favorite.

"I finished it pretty quick so.. here you go," she said, holding the paper towards him.

Eren took it from her hands, his eyes scanning over the paper with different equations and work written all over it. When in doubt, go to (Y/N) for math homework answers.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." he said.

She smiled, "Of course!" she replied.

Eren sat down on her bed, his eyes taking in the sight of her form. She wore a skirt the barely stopped mid-thigh, a white blouse, and her white socks that went up to her ankles. It made his dick twitch.

"Eren? Is everything okay?" she asked, her voice filled with worry.

He blinked for a moment. "Yeah! Don't worry about me.. but could you come look at this for me?" he asked, nodding his head.

She walked in front of him. "What is it? Did I make a mistake?" she asked, taking the paper from his hands and scanning over the problems.

"You can sit.. you know," he said, eyeing his lap.

Her face suddenly grew hot, why sit on his lap? She had done it when she was younger with him, but it was a bit weird now. Eren was her close friend, not her significant other.

"U-Um.. okay," she replied, fixing her skirt and sitting down on his thigh.

Eren caught a glimpse of her white panties, he swore he saw her lips outlined in them. The blood rushing to his dick was making him go crazy, it'd be a little embarrassing if she noticed it too.. (Y/N) was kind of innocent when it came to that kind of stuff.

"I don't think I made any mistakes.. you'll know when the teacher checks it," she said, looking at him.

Eren hummed, "Oh.. I see," he replied.

She swallowed thickly, her heart was hammering in her chest. "Is everything okay Eren? You seem a little.. weird.." she said, biting her lip.

She felt so fragile in his lap, she was like porceline to him; porceline and precious. Eren always thought of her as angelic and important, he protected her and God forbid anyone tried to break her.

"You know.. I protect you all the time.. I beat up Porco.. hell, I even beat up Jean that one time. I'd hate to see you hurt," Eren said, brushing his fingers along the plush of her thigh.

Goosebumps flared onto her skin, the room started to feel hot and feverish. "That's sweet Eren," she replied, avoiding his gaze.

"But it makes you weak.. you're so weak and it annoys the hell out of me," he said, leaning his head to her neck. His breath fanned over her skin, making her shiver. "You're so weak and fragile.. I'd hate to see you get hurt," he added.

Her mind felt dizzy, an unfamiliar feeling was starting to take over. She could feel her body heating up and her breath starting to become heavy, heat pooling between her legs.

"B-But.. you're always there to s-save me.." she replied in between breaths.

Eren smirked against her skin. "That's right.." he replied, kissing at her neck. "Can I touch you?" he asked, rubbing circles on the flesh of her thigh.

"Please.. please touch me Eren," she whimpered.

Eren pushed the fabric of her skirt up, exposing her white panties. His cock twitched, he could almost feel the wet spot forming in his boxers; it made him groan as his eyes drank in the sight of her bare lower half.

He used his hand to spread open her legs, a damp spot visible from her slick. It made Eren smirk, "All of this.. for me?" he asked.

Her face was hot, "Y-Yes.." she replied.

He chuckled and slid his hands underneath her panties, her pussy was soaked and dripping with arousal; it made Eren want to cum in his pants already. He wanted to feel her in him, sucking him in and taking his dick, nobody else's.

Eren started circling and pinching at her clit, her wetness coating his fingers.

"Mmm.. Eren.." she whimpered, squeezing at the fabric of his shirt.

Her hips bucked when his finger circled around her bead, it made Eren chuckle. He never knew she could be so sensitive.

"I barely touched you and you're already twitching.. I turn you on that much huh (Y/N)?" he asked, pressing his lips against her neck, his teeth grazing against the skin.

She moaned in response, her body acting on its own and moving upwards towards his fingers.

Eren used his hand to tilt her face towards his. "Say it." he said, looking into her eyes which were blown with lust.

"Y-Yes! E-Eren, please!" she cried, throwing her head back as his pace quickened against her clit.

Eren stopped and removed his fingers from her cunt, a whine coming from (Y/N).

"Lay down.." he said, pecking her lips and tapping her ass.

She stood up on wobbly legs and plopped down on her bed. She could see his print that formed in his sweatpants, a visible wet spot darkened the material; it made her rub her legs together in anticipation.

Eren threw off his shirt, exposing his worked out body. It never failed to make (Y/N) surprised, his physique always attracted her to him.

He tossed his sweatpants off and climbed onto her bed, he was leaning on his knees, he seemed to be thinking about something. It confused (Y/N) for a moment.

"Is something wrong?" she asked, her voice a bit worried.

He looked at her, "Take off your clothes.." he said.

She felt bashful but nonetheless did she remove her top and the rest of her outfit, her whole body was now exposed to him. Eren's eyes explored her breasts, down to her waist, then finally her pretty wet pussy. He was like an animal hunting its prey, and he was hungry for her.

"Can I?" Eren asked, his hands brushing over her clit.

She nodded, "Yes.. please," she replied, pressing her thighs together a bit.

Eren leaned back on his knees, savoring the view. He got down in between her legs, his tongue dragging over her pussy; the taste made him go crazy. He knew she'd taste good, he had been fantasizing about this moment for so long.. and it was finally happening.

Eren's tongue explored her folds, her wetness collecting onto his chin and the tip of his nose. Soft whimpers and moans came from (Y/N)'s mouth as Eren licked around her pussy, her hands slightly tugged at the strands of his hair which was tied back in a bun.

He slid on of his digits into her hole, a loud moan escaping her mouth. "Eren! Yes! Please! Please.." she cried, moving her hips upwards near his face.

Eren pinned her hips down, his pupils were blown and darkened. "Keep your fucking hips down.." he replied before attacking her clit again.

She leaned her head back against the pillow beneath her, her eyes squeezed shut, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. Eren's finger kept curling around her g-spot every so often, making her eyes see white.

A knot in her stomach threatened to break, tingles danced along her skin, her orgasm was coming.

"E-Eren! I-I'm gonna c-cum!" she whimpered, digging her nails into his scalp.

Eren's jade like eyes looked up towards her, a smirk formed onto his face; he pulled his face away and removed his finger from her pussy.

Bastard.

Eren's chin was coated with her arousal, his lips were puffy and slightly parted. "You wanna taste yourself princess?" he asked, leaning down towards her face.

She looked into his eyes before nodding her head. Eren's lips connected with hers, she could taste the slightly tangy flavor of her slick on his lips. Her arms went around his neck, bringing him down closer.

Eren pulled away, "I wanna fuck you so bad.. can I?" he asked in between deep breaths.

She nodded her head, "Yes.. please.." she replied.

Eren sat up for a moment and tossed his boxers off, his cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. The tip was red and oozing precum.

He wiped away the precum with his thumb, he slightly stroked his shaft, groaning a bit. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice deep.

"Yes.." she said, looking down at his cock.

Eren rubbed the tip against her slick folds, groans escaped his mouth, it felt so good. He could feel her pussy pulsating against his tip, it turned him on so much.

He leaned down and kissed her as he entered her wet hole, a loud moan coming from her mouth from Eren stretching her hole. Eren's hands gripped at the sheets beside her head, her walls were gripping his cock so tightly he could almost cum on the spot.

"O-Oh God Eren!" she cried, putting her arms around his neck.

Eren bottomed out and began to thrust his hips against hers, her moans were like music to his ears. He felt a sense of pride and power.. Eren was making her feel this way, all him, nobody else. She felt so good around him, it was like her pussy was made for Eren to fuck; she was so tight and wet, it drove him crazy.

She cried out in pleasure when his cock hit that spot which made her see stars. "Right there.." she whimpered, clawing at his back.

Eren smirked against her skin. "Look at you.. all sensitive and needy for your protector.." he said, nibbling at the shell of her ear. "You follow me around like a fucking puppy and act like it's nothing.."

He felt her walls tighten a bit from his words, Eren found it to be amusing. "Eren! It's too much! Shit.." she yelled, throwing her head back.

His balls slapped against her clit, the only sound that could be heard was her mattress and her sweet moans. Eren wanted to savor her, she was so pretty underneath him.

"Take my cock pretty girl.. I know you can," he said before dragging his hand down to play with her clit. "You're even weak for my fucking cock.."

She locked her ankles around his waist, her stomach formed that knot again; she was close and Eren could feel it.

"E-Eren! I-I.." she trailed off as her vision was going blurry, that knot broke and her body shook; her walls squeezing Eren's cock tightly.

He let out a laugh. "Fuuckk.. that's a good fucking girl.. cum around my dick," he groaned, pumping into her quicker.

Her moans poured out of her mouth, her cunt felt tired, but Eren wasn't finished just yet. He was close and he was determined to finish the job inside of her.

"Part of me thinks you like when I come save you.. do you like it baby?" he asked, putting his hand near her throat.

She looked at him with half-lidded eyes. "Mmhm.." she replied, nodding her head.

He chuckled, "I know you do.. you only use me to get away from Porco.." he said.

Her head snapped back when those words came out of Eren's mouth. "E-Eren.. you're w-wrong! I've l-loved you s-since we were k-kids!" she said in between moans.

Eren's eyes grew wide, his pace started to slow as his brain processed what she just told him. "H-Huh..? You.. you love me?" he asked, leaning up.

She nodded, "Yes I do.." she replied.

Without warning, Eren smashed his lips onto hers and continued thrusting into her. "I love you so fucking much (Y/N).." he said, intertwining his fingers with hers. "Let me fill you up.."

She lifted her hips upwards. "Please! Please fill me up Eren, I love you too!" she cried.

Eren picked up the pace, his cock twitched inside of her and within seconds he hit his orgasm; his cum coating her walls with white thick ropes. He groaned and threw his head back from the waves of pleasure that washed over him.

The two laid there, catching their breath. Eren collapsed next to her on the bed, sweat coated their bodies and Eren's face was slightly pink.

"Did you mean that? When you said you loved me?" (Y/N) asked, turning her body towards his.

Eren looked at her, "I did mean it, you're so important to me and I want to keep you safe." he replied.

She smiled, "I'd love that from you.." she whispered.

Eren leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, it was real and passionate. Just like his feelings for her.

"I promise to keep you safe," Eren said, cupping her cheek.

She leaned into his chest. "Thank you Eren.." she said, laying her head down.

"Of course (Y/N).." he replied, stroking her hair.

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deidaratheartboi · 3 years

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Akatsuki Headcannons: When You Meet

Imma try and do headcannons becuz yes. I need no reason. Just lemme google what they are rq and enjoy!

When you first meet: Sasori: You were looking at some paints and a canvas through the window when a strange man accidentally bumps into you. It starts with you apologizing to him and then the conversation turns around to the art subject. You ask for his number but, he says he knows where to find you leaving you confused. (Was that good? Ofc it was. But, srsly.) Deidara: You were carrying a bunch of flowers down the streets for your bf/gf when you see them kissing (idk) someone. Enraged you run all the way to the forest crying your eyes out. Someone taps your shoulder and you see a strange man with really long hair staring down at you. He asks if you are okay and you guys talk for awhile. You become great friends and he says he'll see you around. Hidan: Bored out of your mind you decide to go to your favorite spot. The fighting arena a place where just about anyone could showdown. Of course you didn't compete but, you liked watching. One day you were minding your own business when some dude decides to mess with you. You tell him to go away but, he is very persistent . Suddenly some white hair dude comes up and tells the guy to screw off. Let's just say it didn't end well for the guy. Now you and Hidan are bff's and watch the fights and sometimes even participate in them. Kakuzu: It twas a normal day at the library and you were putting books on the shelves and you hear someone come in. An oddly dressed man wanted to know where the books regarding money were so you showed him. After you were done you decided to go back to what you were doing. When you climbed up the ladder you hear a snapping sound and you looked down to see the leg on the ladder was about to break. You were too far up and afraid of falling. When it finally gives out you fall and you were screaming. But, you felt someone holding you, you look up to see the stranger from earlier. From then on the stranger visited the library just about everyday. You two even talked sometimes. (Damn his was long) Kisame: You were sitting down watching your friends play in the community pool. You had a fear of water so you just sat and watched. Some of your friends came over and told you they wanted to show you a surprised if you put a blindfold on. Excited and shocked you do it. They lead you to the far side of the pool where basically no one was there but, you didn't know it. Then you feel yourself being push in and it felt wet. Taking off the blindfold you see you were inside the pool and terror fills you. You scream for help but, all your friends do are laugh and say "Just swim." The reason you were afraid of water because your father and brother drowned when they went fishing. You felt yourself being picked up and you cry. A soothing voice tells you it's okay. That voice belonged to your new best friend who taught you to swim and get over your fear. Itachi: Sitting in the forest you were training for an upcoming exam but, then you sense something behind you. You looked but, no one was there. You decide to pretend you were taking a break so they thought you had lowered your guard. You hear a twig snap behind you and you pull a knife to the person's neck. It was a man but, who you were unsure. You decide to ask him who he was and why he was watching you. Turns out he was watching you for awhile and was impressed by your skills. You told him if he wanted to watch he could just ask. From then on everyday he would watch you train and you two became close. Konan: You were getting the kitchen ready for dinner when you hear some growling outside. You go to check it out and you see a man holding two wolves and a woman. They looked like they were fighting. You walk outside and try and stop them but, it was no use. The man sends a dog after you but the woman protects you. She tells you to go inside and don't look. After a few hours you go outside to check. You see the man and the wolves dead and the woman was passes out. You take her inside and nurse her back to health. She thanks you and promises to make it up. You had an idea. So everyday she stopped by for tea and

dango. Pain: It was a rainy day and you were down in the dumps. You lost your job and a week before your dog. You had to walk home because you couldn't afford a car. Tired, hungry and depressed you collapse. You wake up in some sort of house and you see a man with weird hair. He tells you you passed out. You thank him and promise you'll make it up to him. He says no thanks was needed. The next day he was gone. You silently thanked him again little did you know he would be watching you. Tobi: Almost tripping over yourself to get out of school you walk home trying to avoid any accidents. You were known to be clumsy and clueless. You decided to stop for mochi before going home and you bump into someone. You both apologize furiously to one another and you both laugh. He offers to buy you a drink and some food and wouldn't take no for an answer. You bound over tea with him and meet him everyday after school. Zetsu: You were at a cosplay convention and you though you were fabulous but, everyone was surrounding this one guy. You stomped over to see who it was and why people weren't around you. When you looked at his cosplay you were stunned. You decided to get to know him better thinking it was only a costume. When you asked how he did it he said it wasn't a costume and he was here for a friend. At first you didn't believe it but, then when you realized he wasn't lying you fainted. You woke up in your house and a not beside your bed saying "Sorry". You laughed. Little did you know he was still watching you. Obito: In a rush for work you ran down the street and tripped over your own feet. You heard a guy laugh and you glare at him. His face was weird looking. You told him to screw off and he replied with snide remarks. This goes on for some time before you realize you're too late. You curse out loud and cry. The stranger offers you his hand (in marriage) and tells you he knows a place where you could go. Turns out he was friends with the person you were going to work for. You visit him sometimes and sometimes you go out. I'm done. Also was this good. Yes some parts are rushed mb. Might do separate headcannons next time.

#akatsuki headcanons #obito headcanons #zetsu headcannon #pain naruto #akatsuki konan #deidara #itachi #kisame #sasori #tobi akatsuki #hidan akatsuki #kakuzu akatsuki

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existential-angstt · 3 years

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37th and 101st // Shane “Dio” Morrissey X Reader

AN: Just a smutty smutty one-shot where the reader is Dio's gf and when they go to the mall, the reader decides to get a choker to wear for Dio. However, when you get Dio riled up and you suddenly end up trapped in traffic, Dio takes matters into his own hands.

You'd never really been one to wear chokers before Dio- they were too tight and irritating and just a little too much for you. But that was before. Since you'd gotten together with Dio your tastes had changed a lot and you were more open to the idea of keeping a few on hand just because you knew how hot it made him to see you in them.

So on one particular trip to the mall at your usual stop in Hot Topic, you made a choice. Dio was stood in the back corner staring up at the band t-shirts, his eyes running over the patterns quickly. "Almost ready to go?" You said, holding what you wanted at your hip, slightly out of sight. Of course, he noticed and he grabbed your wrist like a viper striking its prey, bringing it up to where he could see.

You had a choker in your hand- it wasn't anything too heavy. Clear PVC with an O ring and two small spikes on either side. His eyes flicked up to yours and he raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm ready. Let's get the hell out of here," he replied, guiding you towards the counter to pay.

You could tell something had changed in him-- the way he was suddenly acting twitchy, his grip on your wrist. You'd certainly done something to him. You just weren't sure what was going to happen because of it.

He paid for the choker (you had planned to pay for it, but didn't fight him when he dug wadded-up bills out of his pockets) and he halfway dragged you out of the mall to the massive parking lot where your car was parked outside.

"Will you put it on, butterfly?" He said, nodding at the bag. You smiled and nodded, getting your keys in your hand so you could drive the both of you home. "I'm driving," he added, holding out his hand in a grabby motion for the keys. You handed them over and instead slid into the passenger seat, immediately working the choker out of its packaging.

You snapped it on around your neck and adjusted it, the PVC biting into your neck a little. You looked over at him and flashed him a cheeky grin and you could practically see him drool staring at you in it. His ringed hands gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles were white and you knew he'd so much rather have his hands somewhere else right now.

Instead, Dio revved the engine and sped noisily out of the parking lot, nearly clipping another vehicle. You took a deep breath and tried to hide your smug smile and making him like this. With any luck, you'd be home in minutes and he'd be fucking you silly.

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Well, you weren't home in minutes. 20 minutes later you were still sitting in bumper to bumper traffic behind a bad accident at 37th Avenue and 101st Street. Had you known this would be in the cards you never would have teased him like this-- you could tell Dio was quickly getting so impatient he was irritated and that was never a good thing. It wasn't like he would take it out on you or anything but he'd certainly be moody for several hours, even if you did lay him like you planned.

You were staring out the window, watching the people walk past on the street, not thinking about anything really when the hairs on the back of your neck stood straight up. You turned your head and--- he was staring straight at you, so hard you felt like he could bore a hole into your skull. He glanced down at the choker and then up at your wide eyes and huffed a little, turning back to face the traffic ahead. You blushed a little and went back to staring at nothing in particular until he said, "Unzip your pants."

You looked over at him in alarm, almost unsure you'd actually heard him say that. "What?" You said softly. His head turned sharply in your direction and his eyes burned. "Don't make me ask you again," he snapped. It was cold, yes, but you knew that was all an act, something he would cut out the second you told him to knock it off. At this moment, though, you liked it. It sent a shiver of anticipation down your spine, so you unbuckled your seatbelt and did as he said. When you'd done it, you sat waiting, feeling like an absolute fool in stationary traffic with your pants sitting open.

Quick as he liked, Dio's hand reached over the console and slithered down the front of your pants, underneath your underwear where he pressed his palm against you. You'd felt yourself get a little wet earlier between the looks he had been giving you in the mall and the way he gripped your wrist the whole way to the car, so it was no surprise that as soon as he touched you, you were soaked.

You inhaled sharply and looked over at him, waiting to see what his plan was, but his eyes were forward, watching the traffic inch ahead as he let the car coast a few inches. He rubbed a few circles around your clit, finally looking at you after a moment, his eyes raking over your neck again.

"Dio-" you said, looking at him slightly alarmed. It was a busy Saturday and there were plenty of people out enjoying the sunshine, walking down the street and weaving between the stopped cars as they crossed here and there. "Dio-" you said again.

"Shush," he said, lowering his hand a little so he could run his fingers over your lips, tracing your entrance. You tensed in your seat, looking around frantically, so afraid someone would see.

"If you act like that, someone will see," Dio hissed, reading your mind. You hated when he did that. The traffic inched forward again and again Dio rolled the car forward, acting like he was doing anything besides what he was really doing.

Your breathing got heavier and you swallowed nervously. Dio chuckled under his breath and sank a finger into you, curling it inside of you. You cried out in surprise and froze as you felt someone on the sidewalk look over. "You want them to see you falling apart all over my hand? You want them to know I'm fucking you with my fingers here in the street?" Dio said, still not looking at you. That man had to have the best poker face you'd ever seen.

He withdrew his finger to reach up and circle your clit gratuitously a few times before sinking the finger back into you again, adding a second one this time. You could feel the cool metal of his rings pressing into you and it made you moan long and low. He was asking a lot of you, to keep it together for him here-

You looked over at him sharply. He flashed a sharp-toothed grin. This was payback. It was payback for teasing him in the mall. He was getting you back. You hadn't even said anything about the choker, hadn't whispered dirty things about all the things you could use it for, and still, he'd taken offense, like you'd slighted him, enough to do this to you in public.

Or maybe he was just incredibly horny. Who knew.

You clenched around his fingers and gripped the top of the passenger side door, clinging to it for dear life. "I think that guy over there is staring," Dio said teasingly, still not looking at you or the aforementioned guy, as though he had better things to pay attention to.

You groaned as he moved his fingers in and out of you but kept yourself composed for the most part, not daring to turn your head to look for the guy Dio mentioned. Best to pretend you weren't getting fingered by your boyfriend on a busy New York Street at noon.

You might have been keeping up appearances fairly well but you weren't far from orgasm. Dio liked to hear you in bed and you always made sure to completely let go whenever he made you cum, moaning and crying like you were being murdered. You weren't sure if you'd be able to keep yourself from a similar performance once you got there.

Finally, the cars in front of you started to move, the car ahead of you pulling away and still moving. Dio kept his hand where it was, his thumb messily circling your bundle of nerves while his fingers moved in and out of your pussy. He kept it up even as you passed by the accident, where three cop cars were parked around the two half-destroyed vehicles. That was where Dio fucked up.

As you passed by, one of the cop cars pulled away from the accident behind you on the road. "Dio, D- I'm-" you cried, trying to tell him you were about to cum when the cop car behind you flashed his lights.

"Fuck," Dio growled and pulled his hand out of your pants. You whimpered as he pulled over the side of the road and pointed his index and middle fingers at you. You quickly took them in your mouth, cleaning off your own juices and licking away as much as you could while your hands struggled shakily with your pants. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth with a wet pop just as the officer got to the driver's side window.

Dio rolled down the window lazily. "Officer," he said smoothly. He'd had his days running the cops around the city, causing trouble. By this point he was practiced with greeting the oafs they called law enforcement around here. You were still shaking, right on the edge of orgasm still, fighting every instinct to shove Dio's (or even your own) hand back down your pants to finish what he started.

"How are you today, sir. Do you know why I pulled you over today?" You stared down at the floorboard dizzily, trying to keep yourself as hidden as you could from the nosy cop.

"Uhhhh, no. Enlighten me," Dio said. You knew him well enough to hear the sarcasm dripping from his voice but the cop misread it as politeness, as he was meant to.

"Your girl there isn't wearing her seatbelt. That accident back there, someone died because they weren't wearing their belt," the cop said dryly.

Dio looked up in faux surprise. "Oh, I'm sorry, officer. My girlfriend saw the accident and suddenly felt like she was gonna hurl, so I was just about to pull over to let her stick her head out the door when it passed and she felt better. She was just about to put it back on," Dio replied charmingly.

The officer looked at your full of shit boyfriend and then at you, who was flushed and sweating slightly, eyes wide. He sighed. "All right, just don't let it happen again," the cop said impatiently.

"Thank you, officer," Dio smiled menacingly at him as he turned and went back to his car.

"Now," Dio said to you, reaching over and grabbing the O ring on your choker, pulling you close. "Whatdya say we go home and finish what we started, huh, doll?" He said sarcastically, smirking at you.

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narutogwriting · 3 years

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What about an angst and/or fluff scenario where kiba opens up to his s/o about his father? Like he acts like it doesn’t affect him but one day his gf asks him about it and he lets his true emotions out? I love your writing and thanks if you decide to do it!!

I’m so sorry this has taken so long to get to this! I am absolutely in LOVE with this idea! I have started and restarted this prompt a million times because I really wanted to do this prompt justice. I hope you like it<3

Why Doesn’t He Want Me?

Pairing: Kiba Inuzuka x Reader

CW: none

Length: 2.6k+

Summary: Kiba was raised by two strong women. He’s never felt like he was lacking anything not growing up with a dad. That’s what he tells everyone, anyways.

Inspired by a scene from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air you know the one

Kiba was a lot of things. Arrogant, confident, loud, sure of himself. He was hot, and he knew it, and he loved to flirt. It was easy to take him at face value, accept him for the playboy he pretended to be. But that wasn’t really Kiba, you knew.

Kiba had been raised by the definition of strong women. Between his mom, Tsume, and his sister, Hana, there was no room in his life for disrespect towards women. Despite the way he liked to pretend he was a player, Kiba held a deep reverence for all the girls in his life. Any sort of misogyny he’d picked up in the early academy days had been thoroughly scared from his body the second his mom had gotten wind of it.

Fight like a girl? Run like a girl? Act like a girl? None of those things were insults to Kiba. He saw the way his mother and sister fought, the way they ran, and how strong they were. Kiba’s whole life had been shaped by having a mother and sister that raised him.

And Kiba loved the way he grew up. Sure, his mom could be a little scary at times. But she was tough and strong willed and independent. Hana was a little softer, though Kiba wasn’t sure how she’d managed to end up that way considering how hard their mother was. They were a perfect contrast to each other to help Kiba become a relatively well rounded guy.

Kiba knew that he had known his dad when he was young. He had been too little to remember him, but he had one picture of his dad holding him when he was a baby that was tucked away back somewhere in his closet. The few times his mom--in all her fury--mentioned his father, she’d vent over the way he’d left her alone with a two year old and an eight year old child.

She didn’t talk about him much ever. It was a sore spot for his mother, he knew. She didn’t have many weaknesses, but being left by Kiba’s dad had really done some damage to her.

It was out of love for his mom and respect for her hurt that Kiba made it a point to never even think about his dad. When people would ask about him, Kiba would sometimes make jokes that he’d been too weak willed to handle a woman like his mother, but that was the extent of him talking about his dad.

And he thought it must’ve been true, though. His mother was amazing. His sister was amazing. What other reason could there be for his dad not sticking around?

Kiba’s a young child again, so young that he hasn’t even met Akamaru yet. He’s at the playground, reaching for the monkey bars. He can see his dad on the other side, waiting for him. Kiba’s happy, confident. He’s just two years old; he’s never been let down before, never had a bruise that hadn’t been kissed or a scratch that hadn’t gotten a bandaid on it. He’s never reached for someone and been left on the floor.

So Kiba grabs for the first monkey bars, his eyes securely fixed on the rings above his head. He doesn’t think to look to make sure his dad was there, because hadn’t he always been?

He reaches for one ring, and then the other, and he’s going quickly, surely. He’s half way across when his eyes flicker from the bars above him to the ground below him, looking a million miles away. The distance scares him, he falters, and when he reaches for the next ring, he misses.

Little Kiba goes barrelling to the ground, hitting the wood chips. They soften his fall just a little, but it still hurts. His eyes water as his lips begin to tremble, and reaches out, blinking blurrily through the tears.

He’s reaching out, and he’s waiting, and he’s expecting his father to be there, to pick him up and rescue him and comfort him.

But he doesn’t.

When Kiba can finally see past his tears, all he sees is his dad’s back as he’s walking away, leaving him on the floor, crying and hurt and alone.

He yells out for him, begging for his dad to come back even as he’s disappeared into the distance.

Kiba wakes with a cry, sitting up startled. He blinks, looking around the dark room. He’s in his bedroom, and it was all just a dream, he realizes.

More of a nightmare, really.

Kiba’s breathing hard, and he realizes he’s shaking. He tries to relax, take deep breaths as his hand reaches for his cheeks and sees that they’re wet.

He’s crying. He can’t believe that he’s fucking crying. “What the hell…” He mutters to himself, shoving his fists to his eyes to try to stop the tears. It was just a stupid dream.

You sit up slowly at Kiba’s side, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

“Kiba? You okay?” You murmur through your yawn. Glancing at the clock, you see that it’s about three am. Kiba usually sleeps through the night.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He mutters, but you know Kiba better than that. He’s shaken by something, and you slide one arm around him, resting your head on his shoulder as your free hand strokes through his hair.

“Kiba…” You say softly. He’s silent, but you don’t mind. You let the quiet drag on, letting him collect himself. You know Kiba doesn’t always have the words to describe what he’s feeling, and sometimes he just needs time to get his thoughts together. You wait patiently, hugging him reassuringly and letting your fingers massage his scalp softly.

After a while, Kiba sighs. “It was just a bad dream is all,” he tries to assure you, but you’re not so easily deterred.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” You ask him gently.

Kiba finally turns to you, seeing how you’re looking at him with those wide, concerned eyes. Since you’d been together, you’ve pushed him in the best ways. You had such a gentle, unassuming way about you that he’d never realized he needed. You were soft when he was hard, vulnerable when he was closed off, and you saw him when all he wanted was to hide away.

He never could keep anything from you.

He wipes at his eyes again, quickly, like if he does it fast enough, you won’t see it, but of course you do. You never miss anything when it comes to Kiba.

“I had a dream about my dad is all.” He says quietly, and you nod in understanding, but don’t say anything; just wait for him to continue.

Shifting uncomfortably, he tells you, “I was little, like two or something. I was on the monkey bars, and he was watching me, waiting for me on the other side, but when I fell, he left, and I was crying and shit. It’s stupid.”

“Kiba,” Your voice is low and soft, but stern, making him turn to look at you again. You’re gazing into his eyes so intensely it almost makes him flinch, but he stays locked in on you.

“It’s not stupid.”

And he lets out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in. This is another thing about you that is so great for Kiba. Sometimes he thinks he needs some kind of permission to feel, like he doesn’t deserve it or it's not important enough.

And of course he doesn’t need permission, but you give it to him anyways, let him know that it’s alright to feel hurt and sad.

Kiba looks lost and broken and so sad it makes your heart clench. You love Kiba, love him so much. You can’t stand to see him like this.

“You don’t talk about him much,” You finally say, deciding to help Kiba by directing the conversation. He just shrugs, staring at his hands. “Do you remember much about him?”

Kiba shakes his head. “Nothing, really. I was pretty young. I know one or two things that my mom’s told me, but she doesn’t like to talk about him. I’ve never asked Hana… I’m sure she has more memories than me, but I don’t really want to know them.”

That makes sense to you. It’s too painful; in a way, it’s a sort of bliss to Kiba to not be able to remember anything on his own. To ask Hana, to hear stories about his dad, would only open up wounds that Kiba wasn’t prepared to deal with.

“It doesn’t matter anyways,” Kiba continued. “Ya know, it was just a dream. It’s not like it means anything…”

He lays back down, tucking himself under the covers like he’s done with the conversation. But he should know better. You’re not going to let him off that easily.

“Actually,” you touch his cheek with your hand, slowly turning his head to face you. “I think that that dream has given me more insight into your feelings than you ever have.”

Kiba stares at you blankly because while the dream upset him, he really didn’t think there was more to it. You lay down next to him, tucking yourself into his side as you stare up at him with affectionate eyes. You love this man more than anything.

“The monkey bars are the childish side of you, showing that these feelings are coming from a stunted place because you were too young to process it all.” You explain to him, and he’s looking at you like you're crazy, but you don’t mind. “Your dad was waiting for you on the other side, because you feel like you had to go to him, like it was your responsibility to be the one to initiate and carry the relationship. You have a great mom, Kiba. You should know a good parent is always there for their kids, not vice versa. “

You kiss his cheek softly as your heart aches for Kiba and his sadness, the kind that had been buried so deep, even you hadn’t seen it there.

“The reason that your dad walked away when you didn’t make it across the monkey bars is because you feel like you weren’t good enough, like you did something wrong, and that’s the reason he left....”

Your voice cracks as you speak the words because it’s so tragic, and it’s just not true.

Kiba was the most amazing person you knew. He was so great, so full of love, and everything you never knew you needed in your life. And to realize that for so long he’d been holding this feeling like he wasn’t good enough… It broke your heart.

The silence seems to drag on forever, and it almost makes you nervous. You can’t read Kiba in the darkness, and it’s so quiet. But he’s slowly beginning to shake, and when you touch his cheek again, you realize that tears are flowing freely down his face.

“Kiba,” You say, but he’s getting out of bed. You don’t know whether or not to go after him, but he’s just going to his closet. He’s reaching to the back, throwing things aside to get to whatever he’s trying to find.

When he finally does, he comes back and sits on the bed. You push yourself up to look at what’s in his hands and see that it’s a picture. It's crumbled and creased and has a small stain on it, showing you how old it is. A closer inspection shows a toddler Kiba being held by a man that looks almost nothing like him. You see that Kiba got his nose from his father, and despite having the same canines as his mom, the softer smile from him too.

Kiba’s gripping the picture tightly in his hands, and you’re almost afraid he’s going to rip it.

“You know,” he rasps out, his teary eyes locked on the picture in his hands. “It’s been years since I looked at this thing. When I was little, I used to look at it every day. I kept it under my pillow and would study it, to make sure that if my dad ever came back, I would recognize him.”

He sniffles, rubs his nose. “I would look at it every night and then every day, I’d look around everywhere I went, hoping I’d catch even a glimpse of him.” Kiba laughs through the tears, a dry, humorless laugh that makes you wince in pain for him. He crumbles the picture into a ball and chucks it at the wall.

“I don’t need him, you know?” Kiba’s trying to keep his voice calm and steady, but the words wobble as they leave his mouth. “What would I even want him for, anyways, huh? He’s never done anything for me! I got into the academy without him, I became a chunin without him! I’m becoming a great ninja! I got a beautiful girl. Everything I know, I’ve either learned from my mom or taught myself!”

He’s getting louder and louder with each word. His hands are balled into a fist, but you take them in your own, pressing your lips to them gently until they uncurl. You won’t let his pain harden him.

“I’m eighteen years old now! I can’t even remember my father! I always tell people he left because he couldn’t handle my mom, because she was too good for him, and it’s true!” The last word is broken by a sob, and he’s trembling as he collapses against you. You hold him with all of your strength and love, pressing kisses over his head as tears start to fall from your own eyes.

“She was too good for him, and so is Hana. But, you’re too good for me! You’re way too good for me, and I would never leave you! So he must’ve… He must’ve been unhappy with me.” He cries out. You can feel his tears soaking through your night shirt.

“I must’ve not been good enough for him… Why wasn’t I good enough? Why doesn’t he want me?” And it’s the presentense that really sends you over the edge. Not wondering why his dad hadn’t wanted him when he was younger, but needing to know why still, even now all these years later, his dad wasn’t around.

So you hold him as he cries, and you cry along with him. You place kisses over every crevice of his body, whisper “i love you’s” into the crook of his neck. You reassure him, over and over in every way you can think of that he is worthy, that he is enough. That he is not defined by somebody so broken that they couldn’t love anybody but themself.

You tell him as much as you can, until it’s ingrained into his brain, that if and when Kiba decides to become a dad, he’s going to be the type of man that his own dad could only dream of becoming. That, despite the pain, despite the abandonment, Kiba has come out on the other side, strong and loving and kind and a good man. The type of man that you are proud to have in your life, and proud to love and be loved by.

It’s emotional, and it’s heavy, and you both are worn and exhausted by the time the sun is breaking a light blue through the darkness. Kiba falls asleep in your arms, holding you like you’re his only anchor.

And you know it’s not fixed. Some things that are broken will always stay cracked. But it’s a start. For the first time, Kiba is healing. He is Kintsugi, the art of putting broken pottery pieces back together with gold. Though there are cracks in him, for the first time, with your love, he is seeing that he can fill those cracks in. He can paint them golden, become more beautiful, more whole than he was before. He will use that pain and that hurt that he’s felt for so long.

He is worthy. He is loved. He will be a better man.

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mono-moonchilds · 3 years

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Hi my request is smut with some angst, so jungkook and y/n are best friends and she's always been in love with him but he has a gf and never really seemed interested so she never told him how she felt. But one night he ends up in a fight with his gf and he comes to y/n they get drunk and end up hooking up but jungkook seemed to really want it but the next morning when she finally feels she can confess he just leaves her telling her he regrets it and chooses his gf instead of her saying he couldn't love her in that way can you make the ending angsty please

Thank you

→ Note: Thank you so much for requesting. I hope you enjoy it!

→ Warnings: smut, angst, unprotected sex (don’t do the dummy like these two lol)

→ Word count: 2k+

“I just don’t get it.” Jungkook angrily slams his fist down on your bed. “I just don’t get her. Why the hell she acts like this. Treats me like I’m the fucking problem. When it’s her.” He sneers, bringing the beer you’d given him taking a long drag. “It’s always fucking her.”

“I know kook,” You agreed not knowing what else to say. You looked at your best friend taking in his exasperated expression feeling bad for him. Leaning over you gently caressed his knuckles giving him a soft smile. “I’m sorry you even have to deal with stuff like this.”

“Is it me, ____? Like what the hell am I doing wrong that it always comes to this. Every goddamn day it’s something. What am I doing?”

You frowned. Nothing was Jungkook’s fault and you weren’t just saying that because he was your best friend. Jungkook was always trying to find different ways to please Yeona but it was never enough. She constantly found fault in anything he did, picking it apart tirelessly. Honestly, you weren’t even sure how they’d made it this far. Two years and three months of nothing but constant bickering and arguments that ended with Jungkook leaving his and Yeona’s shared apartment sometimes for days on end.

Not that you were counting….You definitely weren’t counting.

“We’ve talked about this before. It’s not your fault Jungkook.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“No, I’m not.” You shook your head. “I would tell you if you’re being a dumbass and were in the wrong. I have no problem with doing that. For example, right now you’re being a dumbass for even attempting to blame yourself.”

“It’s hard not to blame yourself when you don’t understand what is going wrong.”

You knew exactly what was going wrong and it wasn’t Jungkook. It was Yeona. It was always Yeona but of course, you could never say that because Jungkook worshipped the ground she walked on. You got Jungkook’s little infatuation with Yeona. She was very beautiful, nice enough if you held a short surface-level conversation with her, but anything deeper than that the girl was a pain.

“It doesn’t matter though,” Jungkook huffed, finishing off his beer. “It’s over. Two years of my life down the fucking drain.”

Your ears perked up at this. That was a first. You’d never heard Jungkook say anything like this. Not even when he was in deep with his rage with Yeona had he ever murmured or even insinuated that he would break up with her.

“What do you mean?”

“What? I didn’t tell you.” He chuckled dryly. “Yeona fucking dumped my ass. Told me she couldn’t do this anymore.

“Oh, damn, I’m sorry Jungkook.” You said trying your hardest to sound like you felt bad when in reality you felt the exact opposite.

Of course, you were upset about this happening to Jungkook, he was a great person and even better boyfriend but you were on the other hand glad because this Yeona madness was coming to an end.

Jungkook deserved better. He deserved a lot more. He deserved someone like-

“Yeah me too.” Jungkook sighed. His hand went up swiftly wiping under his eyes, hoping that you hadn’t seen but you had. You saw everything he did. Paid attention to each and every detail about him. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. His bunny teeth. The small mole on the back of his neck. Everything. He turned to you with sad eyes. “Can I stay here for a few days? Just till I get my stuff and figure some shit out.”

“You know you don’t have to ask me that. You can stay here as long as you want.” Jungkook gave you a forced smile thanking you softly. You playfully rolled your eyes, shrugging him off.

“You want another beer?” You asked and Jungkook nodded. Getting up from your bed you went to the kitchen grabbing two more beers.

When you came back Jungkook was laid back on your bed comfortably staring up at the ceiling. You climbed next to him passing him his new beer.

“Cuddles?” He asked after gulping down the drink halfway.

“Hell yeah,” You agreed instantly making a giggle escape his lips. It was a beautiful sight. Jungkook had the best smile. “Big spoon or little spoon?”

“Little,”

You turned on your T.V flipping on a quick movie then got next to Jungkook. You leaned against the headboard while he laid on your belly allow you to rub and fiddle with his long hair. About mid-movie, you glanced down at Jungkook, just to check on how he was doing. Through the movie, you two had watched he’d barely moved an inch or said anything. Jungkook was already intently focused on your face.

“What?” You laugh. “Do I have something on my face?”

He shook his head. “You’re always there for me, ____,” Jungkook says.

“Of course I am kook.” You shrug, fingers still sliding through his neck-length hair. “. I’ll always be there for you.”

Jungkook shifted off your stomach so that now he was face to face looking at you. “Don’t you ever get tired? Listening to the same old shit.”

“I get tired of the way she treats you. But I’ll never be tired of listening to you. You listen to me and my shit. Plus I’d be a pretty crap friend if I let you go through certain things alone.”

You weren’t expecting it. You really weren’t. The possibility of it happening sometimes graced your dreams but the chances of it happening in real life were something you’d never even entertained.

Jungkook’s warm lips being pressed against yours. It’d genuinely caught you off guard. Your eyes are still wide open, and your heart pumping on overtime. Jungkook pulled away taking in your expression, interpreting it the wrong way, and immediately began to profusely apologize.

“Fuck- Fuck ____, shit I’m sorry. I-I don’t know what came-”

You cut him off pulling him back close by his black shirt and pressed your lips back against his. Your mouths began to move frantically against each other. The kiss quickly turning from a peck to a semi-sloppy, heated passion-filled makeout. Your heart felt like it was about to damn near burst out your chest now. The thumping growing so hard you’d be surprised if Jungkook couldn’t hear it himself. Sneakily you took your hand and pinched your wrist.

Yep, this was real. This was really happening. You were kissing your best friend. You were kissing Jeon Jungkook.

Jungkook’s body leaned against yours pushing you down so you were now laying against the bed. Everything felt hot. Your face, your body, Jungkook’s body, everywhere. You could barely even think properly the only thing being on your mind is Jungkook and not letting your lips disconnect.

It’s not until you feel warm fingers graze across your abdomen, dangerously close to the hem of your shorts when your brought back to reality. You jump a little at the sensation and Jungkook notices pulling away.

“I’m sorry.” He mutters looking away. “Too much?”

You shake your head immediately trying to assure him differently. “No, no. It’s okay. You just caught me off guard that’s all.”

Jungkook sat back, eyes still cast elsewhere in the room.

“I-I don’t want to stop.” You said shakily. Jungkook finally looked over at you, curiosity and unsureness riddled in them.

“Really?”

You nodded. Jungkook leaned forward hovering back over you.

“Are you really sure, ____?” Junkook repeated again and you nodded once more then added.

“I want to do this. I want you.” You confessed.

After almost ten years of holding that to yourself, it felt good to finally let it out. To finally have the courage to tell the man you’d been in love with for practically half your life how much you wanted him.

Jungkook didn’t say anything but he didn’t need to. His lips crashing back against yours were all the words you needed. His hands fell back to your waist, giving a testing rub before dipping his hands into your light blue cloud design-filled pajama short. His fingers ghosted across your cunt making you shiver at the light sensation.

“You are so wet,” Jungkook grumbled against your lips.

Finally, he pushed his hand inside your panties gently rubbing at your sensitive clit. Your eyes fluttered close, soft short breaths escaping from your mouth You still couldn’t even believe this was happening. Couldn’t believe that you finally had Jungkook in your arms and for once not only in a platonic way.

Taking one single long digit Jungkook carefully pushed it into your cunt causing a breath moan to tumble off your tongue. Jungkook’s breath fans over your neck ever so often his lips coming into contact with your skin sucking and kissing on it. He stops for a brief moment pushing in another finger and you cry out even louder. The feeling of his fingers fucking into you at a moderate pace has your heels digging into the bed and legs trembling.

“Kook-Kookie,” You moan out, fingers becoming tightly wrapped around his locks, holding his head close to your neck. Everything felt so good. Better than anything you’d imagined over the years.

When Jungkook’s finger pads brush against a certain spot you yelp out even louder in pleasure. “Right there.” You whisper. “Please don’t stop.”

Jungkook obliges even more so by speeding up his fingers. It only takes a few more rubs against that spot until your legs begin to shake, tremors raking through it. You tugged unconsciously tugged at Jungkook’s hair even harder allowing the damn near blinding pleasure to take over.

“Fuck, ____, “ Jungkook was grinning down at you when you finally open back up your eyes. “That was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

You felt your face grow hot at the subtle praise, a dazed smile finding its way onto your lips. Carefully Jungkook pulled his fingers out, then climbed over you to stand up and pull his baggy sweat pants down. You could see the print of his hard thick cock pressed angrily against his cotton briefs. When he pulls his boxers down his cock bounces proudly in the air. You weren’t surprised by the size. One time a few years ago you were on his phone and were surprised with seeing his dick pics. That time you were shocked, but now excitement coursed through your veins. There it was. Thick, long, and pretty, and finally all for you.

Jungkook climbed back on top of you, helping you shimmy off your panties before wrapping your legs around his waist. He took his cock rubbing it a few times against your slit before gingerly pushing himself inside.

You moaned out loudly, his cock stretching you out way more than you were ever used to previously. Jungkook’s head fell into the crook of your neck, letting out a string of expletives as he as well basks in the pleasure of your velvety walls sucking him in slowly. For a moment you two didn’t move just taking in the moment, sprinkling kisses against the other.

“Move please,” You finally whimpered out, and without saying anything else Jungkook obliged.

His hips began to skillfully knock against yours somehow stretching you out even more with each heavy thrust. You cried, wrapping your legs tighter against Jungkook and holding his progressively sweaty body against yours.

Everything was perfect. Felt just the way you’d imagined it for years.

It didn’t take long before you felt your end coming near again. Digging in your nails, and grasping onto his shoulder you braced yourself for the flood of pleasure that was about to invade your body. When it comes it comes strong causing your eyes to roll back and your body to convulse on the bed.

Almost as if he is as well triggered by your orgasm a few high-pitched groans fall into your ears, his hips beginning to move faster and faster until Jungkook comes, shooting his warm come into your sopping pussy.

You both stay pressed together for a moment before Jungkook pulls out rolling onto the side next to you. His cum is leaking out of you, dripping onto the sheets but you don’t really care. Rolling on your side you cuddle against his chest.

The room was quiet for a while.

“Did you like it?” You peak up at Jungkook. His eyes are focused blankly in front of him. His expression is unreadable. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I loved it.” Jungkook announced.

You smile snuggling closer to him. “Me too.”

You should’ve asked more questions, you really should’ve but instead, you closed your eyes and soon was lulled to sleep by the sound of his heartbeat unbenounced to the mess that would greet you the next morning.

When you wake up the next day it is to the sound of shuffling in the room. As you open your eyes you see Jungkook in a rush moving around your room shoving his foot into his pants.

“Kook,” You mumbled rubbing your eyes sitting up in bed. “Where are you going? Is everything okay?”

An expletive fell from his mouth. “Yeona called.” He said simply.

“Okay? Did something happen?” You asked, still not fully alert nor wanting to understand what was going on.

“No. Well yeah. She asked me to come back home.”

At this you become alert. Eyes popping open. “Huh?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook muttered, staring at the floor.

“And you’re going to go back?”

“Well...yeah….” He said as if it was obvious.

“But-but what about yesterday. Last night.”

“...it was fun.”

“That’s all it was...fun?”

“What do you want me to say ____I love Yeona. What we did was fun but that’s all right?”

You felt your heartbreak. It literally felt like it’d been shattered into many pieces and the number one perpetrator was Jeon Jungkook. You felt the tears burning in your eyes. Suddenly you were all too aware you felt the dry come stuck to your thighs and wanted to puke.

“Go,” You chocked out.

Jungkook listened. Didn’t even try to put up a fight. He just grabbed his shirt left out your room the front door of your apartment slamming behind him. You sat there for a moment, waiting for him to come back and say it was all a sick joke but he never did.

#bts smut #bts angst #jungkook angst #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jeon jungkook #kpop angst #kpop smut #drabble #anon request

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abbysfrenchbraid · 3 years

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Because of personal experiences, can I get some headcanons or a scenario of Abby with a gf that gets tired really easily? Also I just wanna get this out there, I am really glad your blog exists

Thank you so much for your kind words, they really mean a lot. I hope this is similar to what you imagined 💌 (I hope you like poetry!)

about 2k words of fluff and a little angst at the beginning. content warnings for language, ableism.

“This is it, Y/N. I’ve let this behavior slide too many times.”

Your heart dropped and your breath caught in your throat. Trying to fight back tears, you forced yourself to answer.

“I’m so sorry James, I can’t help it. My body just can’t work for hours without break, I’ve tried everything.”

You threw a soapy towel back into the washtub and took a step towards your supervisor.

“Please don’t throw me out, I don’t know where else I could do my part!”

“Well, you certainly aren’t doing your part here.”

He was speaking the truth; he had caught you way too often, crouching in the corner with your head between your knees or sitting on the floor against the wall half asleep. You couldn’t help it; this was your third job at the stadium and every time you had managed to get yourself fired. It had nothing to do with the laziness your previous bosses had accused you of or with simply not wanting to work. Your body just seemed to work against you.

After more than an hour of standing, there was no way for you to stay standing up and working at the washing station now, the hard bodily labor was just too much for you. You constantly felt like you were going to faint, no matter how much you ate, drank and slept. As soon as you were unsupervised, you’d have to sit down or take a break because you couldn’t hold yourself upright anymore. It was becoming harder and harder to find acceptance from others and a place where you could work and contribute to the WLF while also taking care of yourself.

James rubbed the back of his shaved head and sighed.

“I’m sorry, I seriously don’t see how this is doing any of us any good. You should report in with task management tomorrow and see if they can give you a less physically straining job. I’m not sure how I feel about your little dizzy spells or whatever, but if you’re actually not fit enough for work, you should find something else.”

The rage that started boiling in your stomach sent hot tears down your cheeks. This wasn’t fair. You loosened the ties on your apron and tossed it on a table, then you left without another word.

The only person who didn’t constantly batter and scold you was Abby. She had met you in a stairway, sitting on the steps and leaning your head against the cold railing to stay conscious. The blonde had practically sprinted up the stairs toward you and asked if everything was okay; after you had explained, she had nodded and offered you her arm on your way back to your room. From that day on, she had checked in almost every day, bringing you snacks at work or dinner from the cafeteria when you were too exhausted to go yourself. She had believed you without hesitation and made it her purpose to help you out wherever she could.

Ignoring the surprised faces of the people you walked past, you stormed to your room. You were lucky to live alone, even though it was just a shoebox of a room. You had a bed, a locker, and a tiny window that you ripped open before throwing yourself on your bed.

You hated having to rely on others for support and you had spent the last year mostly on your own, hiding your condition and isolating yourself from others so they wouldn’t notice and judge you, even though the story of you falling asleep and taking too many unauthorized breaks at work had already made its rounds.

With Abby it was different. You knew she never wanted anything in return, she just liked to spend time with you and knew what it was like to be the odd one out, the one everyone had already heard about. In return, you liked to give her little drawings of her and her friends, short comic strips and poems you wrote when you had some time to yourself. She loved sitting on your couch and listening to you talk about poetry; although she was a big reader she had never really gotten into that genre.

She had gained your trust in no time and was the first person you really told everything that went on in your head. Well, almost. You hadn’t dared to tell her about how her presence made you feel like you were flying, how your heart sometimes started racing when she looked at you and how all you wanted sometimes was to fall asleep in her arms after a long day.

Your pillow was wet with tears and your head was pounding from crying for too long. Great. You reached under your bed and felt around for the water bottle you had accidentally kicked under there earlier. As you gulped down the lukewarm water, you finally felt the knot in your throat release its grasp from your airways.

Exhausted, you turned over your pillow and pulled your blanket up. This day was fucked anyway, you might as well declare it complete and hope to wake up in a better mood tomorrow.

It was dark when you awoke, disturbed by a quiet squeaking noise and the beam of light shining through a crack in the door. A big figure was squeezing through the gap and softly closing the door again. The light from under the door was just enough to see Abby tiptoeing toward you.

You couldn’t help but smile and pushed yourself up onto your elbows. She immediately froze in her tracks.

“Fuck, did I wake you? I just wanted to check on you and bring you some dinner.”

You switched on the lamp next to your bed and soft light illuminated the room. Abby had a burrito in one hand and an apple in the other. She looked genuinely sorry.

“It’s okay, I’ve been sleeping for hours. I just had a terrible day, that’s all.”

She immediately sat down next to you, putting the food down on the bedside table and brushing a strand of hair out of your face with a worried smile.

“What happened? Are you hurt?”

Her sweet concern brought back those stupid tears and you were too distraught to fight them. You shook your head and cleared your throat.

“No, I just got kicked out of work. Again. I honestly don’t know what to do. Maybe admin will just throw me out completely tomorrow.”

Abby squeezed your hand.

“Bullshit. I’ll talk to them. Why are they making you work these stupid hard labor jobs anyway? They could put you somewhere you can use your head instead, you’re the smartest person I know!”

She gently brushed her calloused thumb over your cheek.

“These assholes are not worth a single one of your tears, Y/N. James can honestly go fuck himself.”

You snorted and Abby beamed at you, happy to have gotten through to you.

“Hey, how much have you eaten today?”

You thought for a second, then you answered: “Some oatmeal for breakfast? I left work before lunch and came straight here.”

The wolf sighed and shook her head. “You’re terrible at taking care of yourself, you know that?” She handed you the burrito. “Here, it’s still warm.”

The first bite was delightful and you let out a moan without thinking. Blood shot into your face immediately as both of you stared at each other for a second, then Abby broke out in laughter.

“See? You’re practically starved. I should have gotten you two of those.”

She suddenly straightened up.

“Oh, I completely forgot!” She pulled out a small paperback from her back pocket. “Manny gave me this. Some fling of his gave it to him and he doesn’t know shit about poetry and never will. He remembered you liked poems so he said to give this to you.”

“You told him about me?” you asked in astonishment.

“Of course I did, we’ve been hanging out every day for the past few weeks! Do you have any idea how amazing you are? How much you’ve taught me?”

With your mouth full, all you could do was smack her shoulder and give her a doubtful look.

She looked down at her hands, twisting her fingers into each other.

“I mean it, Y/N. I know you don’t think of yourself as very interesting or fun to be around, but you’ve made my life so much better just by spending time with me. Even if you’re always falling asleep on me,” she added and grinned.

You didn’t bother trying to be witty and grabbed the book instead. The title surprised you.

“Selected Poems by Sappho. Why the hell would that woman give this to Manny?”

Abby shot you a questioning look. “Why not?”

“Abby, Sappho is the OG lesbian. All her poems are just about yearning for the touch of a lady lover.”

“Oh.” Now it was the wolf’s turn to blush. “I had no idea.”

Sitting up, you turned so you could lean your back against the wall. You tapped on the bed right next to you.

“Come on, Abs. Let me tell you about Sappho, then.”

Hesitating only for a brief moment, Abby took off her boots and scooted closer to you.

You spent the next hour reading her poems and telling her stories about women and romance in Ancient Greece. The blonde listened attentively, asking a few questions here and there. After a while, you felt your eyelids growing heavier and your concentration dwindling, as much as you tried to keep it together.

Abby gently laid a hand on your knee.

“You tired, babe?”

Your head flew around and you stared at her; had you heard that right? Abby gave you a shy smile.

“I can try to read some of these to you until you fall asleep. Only if you want me to, of course.” She shook her head as if trying to get rid of a thought. “I should just go. You need to get some rest.”

Before she could get up, you had already placed your hand on her underarm.

“I’d like that. I’m sorry for just drifting off like that all the time, it’s got nothing to do with you.”

She cocked her head. “Don’t apologize for that. No one can just change the way they feel.”

You slid underneath the blanket and, following an impulse, rested your head on Abby’s thigh. You could feel the heat underneath the fabric and her muscles twitched involuntarily as the wolf took a deep breath and opened up the book again.

deathless aphrodite of the many colored throne,

daughter of zeus, weaver of spells, I entreat you.

do not with grief and anguish

tame my heart.

Drifting away into that wonderful state between waking and dreaming, you let the words of Sappho, spoken by the soft voice of your most trusted friend, the woman who took care of you and listened to you, the wolf that was tame only for you, sink in.

Do not with grief and anguish / tame my heart.

There were so many things in this world that made life harder and turned people bitter. You would not be one of them. You would not tame your heart. You would let it speak freely, you would let it burn for the woman cradling your head and protecting you from anything the world could throw at you. Tomorrow you would tell her. Tomorrow.

stars around the beautiful moon

hide back their luminous form

whenever all full she shines

on the earth

silvery

All your life, you had felt connected to the moon. Its unwavering beauty, its consistent waning away and returning in full shine, it had always assured you that no matter how bad things got, they would turn around for the better. It would be okay. You would be okay, more than okay with Abby by your side.

let me know what you thought (especially if you requested this!)

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bbyboybrock--archived · 4 years

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Rotten Prank (Colby Brock Imagine)

Summary: *REQUEST* “Hi love!! Will you make an imagine of elton wants to do a missing gf prank on colby and because uncle e lets pranks go to far colby in search of you hes crying his eyes out panicking all that?”

Written: 2020

Word Count: 1,421

Warnings: swearing, fluff

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“Hey babe, I’m going to get a snack from Sam’s shelf downstairs. Do you want anything?” I asked Colby. He was sitting at his desk, editing a video while I sat on our bed and watched Netflix.

“Hmm, if you wanna bring me something from Corey and Devyn’s stash that would be great. That or the Oreos from our stash. I’ll be done editing when you get back, I promise.” Colby yawns as he stretches.

“No rush, you sat around all morning while I edited my video. I love you,” I kiss Colby on the top of his head and grab my phone the way out as Colby muttered an “I love you,” back.

I walked down the stairs quietly looking for Elton. I got a text from him saying that I should come down now. Elton wanted to pull another prank to get back at Colby for cutting his beard. Super gluing that pink wig to Colby’s head just wasn’t enough. And to be fair, I kind of wanted to get back at Colby for a moving/break up prank that he did. That’s the only reason why I agreed to be a part of Elton’s insane prank.

He wants to take the idea from Devyn’s prank on Corey about her being kidnapped. We talked about it this morning before Colby got up. And despite my being a roommate and having my own channel, I’m technically not a part of the prank war. So the idea that I would be pranking Colby back wouldn’t cross anyone’s mind.

Elton helps me get on top of the cabinets in the kitchen. We figured that the first place anyone would check is the place that Devyn hid last time. I don’t know how I’m going to stay quiet up here. There is so much dust, the floors and the counters are always sticky so I know that nobody thinks to clean up here.

“Y/N, wait, give me your phone,” Elton says after he climbs back down to the ground.

“What, why?” I ask as I hand him my phone.

“Just trust me. And remember, don’t reveal yourself until I tell you to.” Elton flashes me that infamous evil Elton smile before walking away with my phone.

After what feels like forever, but was probably just fifteen minutes, I hear the familiar text tone that I know could only belong to me. Having so many people in the house, I had to make my notification sounds different so I wouldn’t jump every time some’s phone would go off. So that could only mean that Colby is texting me. Like he usually does when I take longer than I should for a certain task. A few minutes later, I hear the ringtone I set for Colby go off. The ringing stops and then I hear footsteps coming from the direction of our room.

“Y/N, did you get lost or something?” Colby calls out. I hear him reach the bottom of the stairs. I wish I could see what’s going on, but if poke my head out, he might see me.

“Why is the front door just open?” I hear Colby walk away and close the front door.

“Y/N, where are you?” He calls out again. He’s quiet for a few seconds. I hear the soft pitter-patter of his bare feet hitting the marble. He’s probably looking around the first floor for me. I sometimes get distracted if someone else is downstairs or working. I’m nosy by nature.

A few more minutes later I hear Colby open the door to the garage.

“Hey, Elton, sorry to bother you. I was just seeing if Y/N was in here.” I hear Colby ask quietly.

“No, it’s just me and Circa in here. I haven’t seen Y/N since this morning though.” Elton replies.

“That’s really weird… She said that she was coming downstairs to get snacks but I can’t find her anywhere.”

“Maybe she’s just hiding so she can jump out and scare you.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking but I already checked every hiding place down here.” Colby’s voice is louder now. They must have walked back into the kitchen.

“Did you check the backyard?”

“I would but she hates being out there alone so I figured that she wouldn’t be out there.”

“Here’ I’ll help you look. C’mon Circa,”

I hear the three of them leave. A few seconds later I hear my name being called. A few more minutes pass and I hear Sam, Corey, and Devyn walk down the stairs.

“Why are you yelling for Y/N? What’s going on?” I hear Corey ask.

“I can’t find her anywhere. This isn’t funny anymore.” I hear Colby say out of breath.

“What do you mean you can’t find Y/N?” Sam asks.

“She told me she was coming down to get snacks but she was taking too long. She wasn’t answering my texts so I came down to check on her but she wasn’t down here. It’s been half an hour and I’m worried.”

“Did you call her?” Devyn asks this time.

“Yeah I called her while I was waiting in our room and she didn’t pick up. I just don’t understand where she could be.”

“Call her again, maybe you’ll hear her phone. Or maybe Circa can hear the vibration or something and find her.” Corey suggests.

Everyone quiets down as Colby calls my phone. I hear the familiar ringtone again, but this time muffled.

“Oh my God…” I hear footsteps run and the front door open.

“What?” Elton asks.

“When I first came downstairs the front door was wide open— Look, it’s her phone and the screen is cracked! You don’t think… We have to call the police!”

“Colby relax, we can’t call the police, they’re going to say we have to wait 48 hours to report her as missing.” Elton pipes up.

“Did you just— No I will not fucking relax, Elton! My girlfriend is missing and was probably taken from the house.”

“Okay, okay… sorry I get it. I’ll call 9-1-1, you guys look.” More shouts of my name are heard in the distance. I hear Elton mumbling something and then I hear Colby mumble something back. They’re too far outside for me to hear anything.

“That’s bullshit… This can’t be happening. I—I don’t know what to do.” I hear Colby say painfully. His voice cracks like he’s on the brink of tears.

This has gone on long enough. Colby might have a heart attack if I don’t show up right now. I don’t care if Elton didn’t give me the signal. He could keep this going for a while and I don’t think Colby could handle that. I slowly and carefully get down from the top of the cabinets as everyone gets back into the house.

“Colby?” I say softly to not startle anyone. Everyone turns around and has a look of relief on their face. Well, everyone except Elton of course.

“Oh thank God,” Colby breathes. His face was red and wet. He actually was crying. Now I feel bad. He engulfs me in a hug and buries his face in my neck. He doesn’t care about the dust that I have on me.

“Shh, it’s okay. It was just a prank. I’m okay.” I rub Colby’s back to calm him.

“Oh man, you got all of us, Y/N.” Sam says the break the silence.

“Don’t look at me. This was all Elton’s idea. You know I wouldn’t let a prank go this far.” I tell everyone as I lift Colby’s head to wipe away his tears.

“I was planning on letting it go longer. All night even.” Elton smirks and I shake my head. Colby stands up straight behind me. His arms stay around my shoulders in a lightly tight grip. He’s not letting go anytime soon.

Elton finishes up his video and everyone goes back to what they were doing before. Colby and I stay in the kitchen a little while longer. He has let go since I came out of hiding. Although, if this was the other way around I don’t think I would let go of Colby either.

“I’m okay, really,” I kiss Colby’s cheek and true to lead him back to our room.

“I know… I just don’t know what I would do if something happened to you. I love you too much.” Colby says.

“I love you too. Let’s just go to bed.”

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bokutokoutarou · 4 years

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Hello! do you think you could write an emergency request with Atsumu and Kuroo comforting their girlfriend who was outed as bi? an ex friend recently did this to me, which sucks because they're the only person i've ever came out to because it took me a while to actually like ? come to terms with it and i'm still scared to actually talk to people about it (small country town and all) and it just? sucks

hi anon, i’m so sorry that that happened to you, as everyone should be able to come out on their own terms. i hope that these headcanons can cheer you up <3

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KUROO AND ATSUMU COMFORTING THEIR GF WHO WAS OUTED AS BI

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☆。*。☆。 Kuroo Tetsurou

You had accidentally snoozed your alarm ten too many times, meaning that you had slept through all of your morning classes

Once you woke up and realized what time it was, you washed up as quickly as you could and practically ran to school since you only lived a block away, but you arrived just as the bell rang to signal the start of lunch

Accepting the fact that you were now behind in two of your classes, you were about to head to your usual lunch spot to sit with your boyfriend Kuroo and your friend Kenma when you heard a familiar voice call out your name

“[Y/N]!” your boyfriend called out to you from behind you, making you turn around to meet his gaze

“Hi, Tetsu!” you smiled at him, but your lips pulled down into a frown when you realized that he didn’t have the same grin on his face that he always did when he greeted you

“I didn’t see you in chem today,” he told you, a frown evident on his face. “You shouldn’t skip class because of some stupid rumour. It’s nothing big, but if it upset you that much then tell me who started it so I can kick their ass”

“Rumour?” you asked him, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “What rumour?”

“Oh, you didn’t know? Well, it’s nothing crazy or anything — I just heard some people in class today saying that they found out that you were bi”

You felt your heart stop beating in your chest. You only came out to one person in your life, but although you weren’t friends with them anymore, you never expected them to out you

You felt your eyes water with tears, and before you knew it, you were full on crying in the middle of the hallway, leaving your boyfriend to stare at you with a shocked expression on his face

“[Y/N] …” you felt his strong arms wrap around you, allowing you to cry into his chest. “Why are you crying? It’ll be okay, it’s just a rumour”

“Tetsu…” you said his name softly, still wrapped in his embrace, and you felt a waterfall of tears cascading down your face. “It’s…it’s not just a rumour. I’m bi”

“Oh, well it’s still alright, babe,” he told you as he held you tighter in his arms, rubbing small circles on your back. “Now, tell me who outed you so I can kick their ass”

“W-what?” you sniffled, pulling yourself out of his arms in shock. “I thought you’d be mad at me for not telling you sooner”

“Oh I’m mad, [Y/N], but definitely not at you,” he told you, and you could practically hear the anger in his voice. “I’m mad at whoever thought it was a good idea to take away your right to come out when you were ready”

“Tetsu…I love you,” you smiled up at him, your cheeks still wet from crying, before you pulled him in for another hug. You had always been scared of coming out to him, even though you knew that he would support you, but you never knew that he’d be this supportive

“I’ll love you no matter what, [Y/N],” Kuroo told you as he held you in his arms, and for the rest of the day, he made sure that anyone who even dared to bring it up to you in a negative way would know that they’d have to deal with him first

☆。*。☆。 Miya Atsumu

You were sitting in class one day, just about ready to doze off because of how boring the lesson was, when you felt the girl sitting beside you tap your shoulder

“So, [Y/N], I never knew that you were bi,” she whispered, and the moment your brain registered what she was saying, every ounce of tiredness left your body

“W-where did you hear that?” you asked her, your eyes widening in shock

“[Ex-friend’s name] told me,” the girl responded casually, but little did she know that you were on the verge of tears

[Ex-friend’s name] was the only person you came out to, and although you weren’t friends with them anymore, you never expected that they would tell anyone about it

By the time lunch arrived, you couldn’t even keep track of how many people had asked you about it, and you felt so overwhelmed that you were planning on ditching your last classes to avoid anyone else who wanted to bring it up

You hurried to your locker to get everything you needed, and you were about to fasten the lock when you heard a familiar voice call out to you

“Hey, [Y/N],” your boyfriend Atsumu said, coming up from behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “What are you doing?”

“I’m skipping,” you told him as you fastened the lock on your locker

“Ooh, I never thought you’d have the guts to skip,” he smirked. “So, what’s got you in a risky mood?”

“Y-you didn’t hear about it?” you asked him, your eyes wide in shock

“Hear about what?” he asked you as he released his arms from your waist

“Um, nothing,” you turned around to walk away, but he grabbed your shoulder to stop you

“Wait, [Y/N], what’s wrong? You know you can tell me anything,” he told you, and you knew that he was right.

Everyone else seemed to know, and you would much rather tell him about it yourself than have him hear about it from someone else, so you took a deep breath and looked at him in his brown eyes

“I’m…bi”

“I don’t understand…” he started to say, making your heart drop in your chest, but his next words confused you greatly

“Why are you skipping?”

“Huh?”

“Do bi people skip class a lot or something?” he joked with his usual smirk on his face, and after a couple of moments of staring at him in awe, you burst out into laughter

“I thought you were mad at me, ‘Tsumu, don’t joke around like that,” you laughed in relief, but he just furrowed his eyebrows in confusion

“Why would I be mad though? You being bi doesn’t change anything,” he told you. “Now…are you still planning on skipping because I hate math and I have a physics test last period that I didn’t study for”

You were so overwhelmed with relief that you pulled him for a hug, and he held you to his chest just as tightly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head

You two ended up going to your favourite ice cream place to take your mind off of things

He sat beside you, his arm wrapped around your waist, and his ice cold lips peppered you with kisses to remind you that he supported you and that there was absolutely nothing in the world that could make him love you any less

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jaeyunluvs · 4 years

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ex's and oh's - aron piper imagine

requested by @fashphotolife.: I’m not sure if you’re taking requests but if you are can you write an Aron Piper imagine where his gf finds texts from his ex while they’re together & it causes them to get into a huge argument but at the end they stay together. Thank you!

a/n: thank you for requesting again! i hope you’ll like it and I hope you have an awesome day! <3

disclaimer: english is not my first language, i may have mistakes, please let me know if i do! poor writing and poor Spanish lo siento :’)

im sorry if your name is gianna, i searched google for most uncommon names and there was gianna :) i love that name tho <3

warnings: angst! happy ending tho (god yes happy endings djfjdfs) crappy writing :’)

It was a classic day in quarantine. You and Aron were staying together. You had woken up early today. You looked at the cloudy skies and how amazing they were. You tried to change your position to look at Aron, trying not to wake him up. You looked at him with admiration. His admired his features. His curly hair, beautiful face and his cute lips you wanted to kiss so bad. With all the admiration you possessed, you decided to make pancakes that Aron loves.

You went to the kitchen, and opened your favorite songs. Danced and cooked through the process. While you were dancing, Aron appeared behind the door frame as he watched you as you danced. He quickly wrapped his arms behind your back and whispered “Te quiero mucho, amor”

You turned around and kissed him.

“How did you sleep baby?” you asked while flipping the pancakes trying not to burn.

“It was fine before you left.” He said pouting and making puppy dog eyes. You couldn’t resist his cuteness and pecked his nose. Aron blushed by this action of yours because you made him go crazy.

“Well, I’d like to apologize with pancakes and blueberries? if it’s okay with you Mr. Lover boy” You said laughing as you started to set the table up.

“Hmmm, let me think. You can apologize me in the bedroom, if that’s okay with you bebe?” He put a devilish grin on his face looking at you. You punched him by his arm.

You guys had a great breakfast. Aron literally finished all the nutella in the jar. You kept eating blueberries. Talked about everything, it was so cute. Everything was going great and to make it cuter, you decided to show your new ukulele which you got it online. You told Aron that you’re gonna be back with a surprise, so you go back you guys’ bedroom.

While you try to find the ukelele and mumble “Where could it possible be?, you heard various buzz sounds. It was from Aron’s phone. You weren't the type of the girlfriend who would look at your boyfriends phone like a psycho but it was buzzing nonstop so you couldn’t help yourself but look at it.

When you saw who it was, you couldn’t help but sob. It was from her ex-girlfriend Gianna

Gianna: heyyy aron

Gianna: where should we meet?

Gianna: im so excited to see you

Gianna:you have the things i’m looking for

You couldn’t help but throw the phone to bed, and cried. Aron was worried since you didn’t came for long, and he decided to check up on you. When he came to your bedroom, he saw you crying snuggling into a blanket.

“Hermosa, que pasa?” Aron asks worried, he doesn’t like it when you’re sad.

“Maybe you should ask that to Gianna, I think she can give better answers.” it didn’t make any sense, but you couldn’t care less.

Aron slowly realized what’s going on and he was in shock. He saw you packing your bag.

“Y/N, bebe que pasa?” His voice was rising a bit.

“Stop calling me that.”

“But Y/N, I can explain-”

“NO Don’t talk to me at all. It’s clear-” you zipped the bag and start to walk away.

“You’re not helping and where do you think you’re going” He grabbed you by the arm and gave you a serious glance. You shot him the same look and pulled it out.

“It’s better if we break up.” you said while tears filling in your eyes. Aron was dumbfounded by your words. But you guys said I love you to each other that’s not true or it shouldn’t be true.

“You’re not saying this. this is not y/n. is this what you want?” Aron asked crying. You nodded.

“Fine, I NEVER WANTED YOU, Gianna was better.” He didn’t meant any of those words but said it anyway. You just slammed the door.

You couldn’t believe what he said. It wasn’t possible. But you thought he was the one. He thought you were the one. Maybe he got bored of you in the quarantine, you thought but that was a nonsense reason.

You called your best friend Ester because she was the only person you could talk to right now. She opened in five seconds.

“Y/N, bebe, que tal?” she asked happily but when you didn’t answer and sniffed, she got worried.

“Y/N todo bien?” she asked again.

“Ester can I stay with you for a few days?” you asked while sobbing.

“Don’t ask me that question again just come mi casa es su casa! now, just come. you’re worrying me and you’re gonna tell me everything.” She said almost yelling because she was so worried about you.

When you got in Ester’s place, you saw Itzan going out. He shot you a smile then left the building before you could tease them. Ester literally ran when she saw you and hugged you. While she nudged you and made you sit down, you explained what happened between you and Aron. She knew how could Gianna be a bitch because before Aron and you started dating, since Aron and Ester are cast mates, she saw what happened between them.

“He’s an ass, I’m sorry you had to deal with this. I don’t know why Aron did this though, I thought he loved you.” she said confused while hugging you between your sobs. Ester knew something was wrong with this situation.

A day passed, two days passed, three days passed. You only ate and watched romantic movies while staying at Ester’s place. After the third day, you heard the door ringing, Ester asked you to open it so you did, but guess who it was.

It was Aron, his face was a mess, eyes were puffy from crying, wet nose and four tissues in his hand looking at you. You couldn’t help but and cry in front of him.

“Y/N Please let me explain.” Aron asked while looking at you. You nodded and brought him inside. You sat on a couch, didn’t care about Ester at all.

“muy bien, pues, you know, she couldn’t move on, we’re not public and i know how you don’t like to. So she threatened to expose us and she wants to hurt people i love, i contacted her and we made a money deal. But you got it the wrong way. I would-” He was cut off by your soft lips mixed with salt tears.

“I think I owe you so much and an apology, I’m so sorry, I didn’t listen to you. I love you so much Aron.” You said while hugging him.

“I love you you owe me nothing. Let’s go home.” He said kissing the top of your head. You packed your bags and saw Ester peeking through the door frame. You went to hug and she hugged back. You thanked her for everything and left the house.

“Querida” Aron asked while driving the car.

“Yes, honey” you hummed looking at him.

“You said you owe me anything. I think you can pay that in our bedroom.”

“We’ll see about that” you said smirking.

Who knows what will happen ;)

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tomhiddleston-is-mischief · 4 years

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Hello! I love your work! Would you mind writing a smut or fluff where Tom can’t get enough of his gf or wive breasts? Thank you! (I know it’s a weird one but worth the try)

“I Adore You”

Tom Hiddleston x f!reader

Summary: Y/N doesn’t feel good enough and Tom assures her

Warning(s): self-hate

Word count: 899

A/N: love this idea! I didn’t focus it completely on breasts, but they are there!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They are so gross. They are not big enough. How could Tom even enjoy my body when he has to see such small breasts. He probably wants another, a better-looking girl with bigger boobs, a smaller waist, and a prettier face. How could Tom even look at me? Even I am disgusted by what I see! As I stare into the mirror with a frown, keys jingle at the front door. Choosing to ignore it because I know it is him, I slump down into our shared bed, pulling the covers above my head.

Footsteps drag tiredly into the kitchen, meaning Tom is probably wanting something to eat. I sit up and sigh before walking out of our room. My sad eyes gaze at the back of the head that is home to amazing little ginger curls. A small smile makes way to my face as he turns around and jumps at my presence. “Don’t scare me like that, darling.”, he laughed, making me look at my feet in thought. “Is there something the matter?”, he asks, closing the refrigerator. Shaking my head, I put a smile on my face. “Nothing is wrong. Just thinking.”, I get the bread out to start making a sandwich. “About what, may I ask?”, Tom teases me by pinching my backside. A squeak escapes my lips as he does so, making him laugh a little more. “No, you may not ask, but here is a sandwich. Help yourself to some chips.”, I smile at him smugly and walk to our room again.

When I sit down on the bed, a sigh escapes my lips. How does he not see how repulsive I am? Tom at least hides his disgust, probably.

*.*.*.*

“Earth to Y/N!”, Tom laughed as I look at him. “Are you sure you’re alright, darling? You seem up in the clouds tonight.”, he sits beside me. I nod, trying not to worry him. “I’m fine. Just a bit stressed.”, I gaze at him, noticing the dark circles under his eyes,” You look tired, baby.”

He leans into my touch as my hand rests on his cheek. Tom shakes his head,” I am, but I want to shower before going to bed.” Smiling a little, I nod and expect him to go to the bathroom. “Are… you not joining me?”, he tilts his head a little and squints at me. My eyes widen at his words. Feeling self-conscious, I shake my head no. “What? Why not?”, he pouts his lip, using a technique that lets him get his way often. “Already took a shower tonight.”, I shrug and snuggle into the comforter on our bed. “Oh.”, he sighs while running his hands through his hair,” Okay. See you in a bit.”

Once the shower started, I let my lip tremble, and my eyes soften. A few tears slipped from my tear ducts. Shaking my head, I wipe them off my face. No, I cannot let myself cry. Tom will know something is the matter.

*.*.*.*

As he climbed into the bed, pulling me close to him, I let out a shaky breath. “I love you.”, Tom kisses my forehead. “Love you too.”, I reply, yawning before my sentence. He smiled and got up to turn the lamp on. He hesitated.

“Are you sure nothing is wrong, love?”, he asked, giving me a soft look. I nodded,” I’m just tired, baby.” He sighed and turned away from the lamp. Tom now sat criss-cross on his side of the bed and moved some hair out of my face. “Please tell me.”, he grabbed my hand and fondled with my knuckles. “I said ‘it’s nothing’, Tom.”, I roll my eyes, getting irritated by his question. “There’s something, Y/N! Why won’t you tell me?”, he makes me look at him. Looking into his eyes, I let my walls come down. Tears spilled from my eyes as he brought me into his arms. “Everything’s wrong! With me!”

“I am not pretty, my height is a problem, and my boobs are practically nonexistent! How could you love me, Tom?”, I cry into his shoulder and he rubbed my back, trying to soothe my cries. He did not say anything for a while. He only rubbed my back and pressed a kiss to my wet cheek sometimes.

“How do you think that?” His voice came out shaky - like he had been on the verge of tears. “How do I not?”, my sentence came out as a whisper, but he had heard it. “I love you. I love everything about you. I love how your nose scrunches up when you laugh. And when I can kiss your pretty face. I love your breast, darling. I wouldn’t take any woman besides you. I love you and only you. I love your body. I love your personality. I just… My heart bursts when I think of you. I adore you that much.”

Tom rested his forehead against mine,” I hate that you can’t see how much I do.” I kissed his lips, not able to use my voice at this moment. “Even my breast?”, I laugh,” You sure they don’t make me look like a-“ Tom interrupted my sentence with his answer: “I do. Actually, I cannot get enough of them.”, he poked my nose with his own as a blush settles across my cheeks. “I love you.”, I kiss him again.

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cloudykaii · 4 years

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In The Wrong Direction

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

summary: Sorry I love angst😂can I request 14 16 112 with jungkook where yn is best friends w him then he starts ignoring her bc he gets a gf so he ignores her so she gets a bf to distract herself but he turns out to be abusive ? (If ur comfortable w abuse!) warnings: mentions of abuse (not descriptive but still), swearing, please be careful I tried to make it as unintense as possible but its still pretty degrading, the reader’s way of thinking is warped due to the way she’s been treated

14. “Can you shut up for once in your life?” / 16. “Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?” / 112. “Stop it you’re bleeding.”

“You need to move on,” your friend had told you. “I know a guy I can set you up with, you just need to forget him.”

At the time it had been easy to listen to her, the idea of forgetting your best friend seemed so appealing. After all, it had become so exhausting, battling away the insecurities you felt about not being good enough every time he left you on delivered, or declined your calls, or lied to avoid seeing you. You had just wanted the heartbreak you felt at the idea of your best friend, the guy you’ve had feelings for for so very long, having a girlfriend that seemed to be replacing you to end.

Now, you wished you hadn’t shoved down your urge to try your best to remain his friend so easily. The guy your friend had introduced you to, wasn’t who you thought he was. At first, he was practically perfect. He called you when you felt down, texted you randomly to keep the conversation going, opened doors for you, told you you were special. It only took about a month and a half, around three weeks after officially making you his girlfriend, for his true colors to show.

Which led to where you are now, wincing in the mirror as you did your best to dab lightly to bend your makeup to cover your bruises. You weren’t stupid, you knew you should leave. You just didn’t know how. It wasn’t like you could just walk up to him and say, “I’m breaking up with you.” There was no telling what he would do.

You were interrupted from your train of thought when a series of knocks sounded on the door. “Just a minute!” You double checked your reflection in the mirror before going to open the door. You almost fell back when you opened the door to reveal Jeongguk himself on the other side. “What are you doing here?”

Your voice came out softer than you wanted, but you weren’t even sure what to say to him as he stood on the other side of the threshold, his hands nervously stuffed into his pockets as he looked up at you with a look you couldn’t figure out. “Can I come in?”

Your mouth was still open in thinly veiled shock, but you still found yourself moving to the side so he could come in. He strode past you, looking around like he hadn’t seen the inside of your apartment multiple times before. Granted, it did look different, even to you, ever since you were forced to take down all the you had of you and Guk.

He visibly winced when he noticed. “I see you’ve changed your place up a little bit.” His eyes fell, and you saw the uncomfortable frown on his face. You followed his gaze to the framed picture of you and your boyfriend on the wall. “I forgot about him. I thought Jin hyung was joking when he told me about you getting a boyfriend. Guess I should have seen it coming, after all-”

“Jeongguk, what are you doing here?” Your voice was still quiet, almost timid even, as you cut him off.

You watched him sigh and retreat back into himself. “I just missed my best friend. I needed you.”

You felt a tightness in your chest, like you were about to cry. “I needed you, too,” you whispered. “But you left.”

“Y/N, it wasn’t how you thought it was. I just got so tired of you not being able to return my feelings, and Jimin suggested that I needed a distraction, and then I met her, and she seemed like the perfect way to try to move on from you.”

He needed to move on from you? He thought you couldn’t return his feelings? This conversation was giving you so many plot twists that all you could do was stand there and stare at him as he continued, “And I’m sorry to dump all of this on you, but you’re my best friend. You’ve been there for me more than anyone I know. I’ve missed you so much, and if me liking you makes you uncomfortable in any way-”

“Can you shut up, for once in your life?” You interrupted him. What were you supposed to say though? You didn’t know, but despite everything you still managed to speak, the tears that had welled up in your eyes earlier finally spilling over. “You have feelings for me?”

You didn’t wait for his response. “It hurt so much to learn that you had a girlfriend, because I’ve liked you for so long, and just when I started thinking that the possibility of you liking me back wasn’t so unrealistic, she came in,” you scoffed. “And she was perfect. She was sweet, and even called me sometimes to talk. I couldn’t hate her, not just because she hadn’t done anything, but because she was literally perfect. And then I heard she cheated on you, but you had been avoiding me for so long, I didn’t know if it would be a good idea to pick up the phone or not.”

“And now you have a boyfriend,” he scoffed, turning so that his body fully faced yours.

You wiped at your eyes, unsure of how to tell him that you wished you could leave him. How were you supposed to say that no matter what, he would always have your heart? Apparently you didn’t need to, because suddenly straightened up, striding over to you. Halfway there, he asked you, “Are you hurt?”

You frowned. “No.”

“Then why are there bruises all over your face?” Your eyes widened. You had rushed to finish your makeup when he had knocked, the concealer must have been cried off. “I’m fine,” you tried to say as you turned away, but all you managed to get out was “I-” before you burst into sobs.

He turned you face him with a gentle hand on your shoulder, before cupping your face to look closer. “Come on, you’re bleeding.” He tugged you to your bathroom, before pulling out your first aid kit. You shouldn’t have been surprised that he remembered where it was.

He cleaned up the cut on your cheekbone softly, eyes focused. “It was him, wasn’t it? Don’t lie to me, the proof is in the hole in your living room wall that you obviously failed to cover up.”

You stared at your legs, trying to figure out what to say. “Yeah,” you finally decided. “It was him. He realized I have feelings for you, and didn’t really like that, because I was lucky he decided to love me.”

He threw away the wet tissue he had used to clean up the blood. “That’s ridiculous. Anyone would be lucky to love you. You’re the best person I know.”

You found yourself letting a scoff, and he shook his head, “I’m serious. I am so in love with you it makes my head spin, and I know you deserve everything beautiful. I just wish you still saw that, too.”

“I love you too,” You chewed your lower lip. “But I can’t do this, not with-”

“Your ex boyfriend? Oh, don’t look at me like that, did you honestly think I would let this relationship continue after learning what’s going on? Before I fell in love with you, I was your best friend.”

Honestly, no. You didn’t expect him to, you just weren’t sure what you were supposed to do now. “Should I.. pack a bag or something?” Your confusion was evident on your face as you struggle to understand what was running through Jeongguk’s head.

He scoffed this time, “The lease to this apartment is in your name. You’re not leaving your own home. No, we wait for him to get back, I kick his ass, and you move on with your life in a happily ever after that doesn’t include anyone degrading you or your sense of self worth. You go back to being the most badass person I know, and the person I’m in love with, then we move on from there.”

There seemed like a lot could go wrong with that plan, but he was right, and you appreciated it. It would take some time, because even though you loved him like he loved you, you had some wounds within yourself to fix, but at least you weren’t alone. You had moved on, just in the wrong direction, but that was okay because now you had him to help you come back.

#aimee grace writes #bts #bts x reader #jungkook x reader #jungkook #jungkook imagine #jeon jeongguk #jeon jeongguk x reader #jeon jeongguk imagine

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nataliedanovelist · 4 years

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GF - Where the Crop Circles Grow ch.3

Summary: When things get out of hand at the Pines’ family farm, Ford asks an old college buddy to assist investigating anomalies and Stan hires a farmhand. Who knew asking for help would actually get you somewhere?

For @lemonfodrizzleart. Part of her Farmer AU and featuring her OC, Jackie Asante.

Ao3 link here.

ch.2 - ch.4

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“Good girl, Spots, good girl.” Stan coached and then turned his head away from the sheep. “Jackie! That water n’ towel sometime today would be great!”

“Shaddup, I’m coming!” Jackie called back, a dark towel over her shoulder as she drew a tub of water. She hurried as fast as she could without spilling much water and hurried into the bigger of the two barns. While the smaller one was for Luna and Truffles, the bigger one was for the sheep. All but one was outside, enjoying the nice weather, while a white sheep with black spots like a cow was taking deep breaths as she laid in the soft hay.

“Atta girl, atta girl,” Stan soothed as Jackie joined his side and put down the metal tub and gave him the towel. “Thanks, now watch this.”

Part of her wanted to look away and the other part of her was mesmerized, so the boss’ order helped Jackie to make up her mind. She rested her hands on her knees and watched as Spots pushed very slowly. Just under her tail what looked like uncooked chicken was seeping out. Stan pressed his mouth tight, a sign he was concerned, and Jackie watched as the farmer gently patted a little head, just by the neck. “C’mon, c’mon…”

Jackie’s eyes adjusted to what she was seeing as the little lamb jerked, not even fully born yet, but already making wee cries. Jackie wondered if something was still wrong, but Stan relaxed and smiled as the lamb jerked around some more, and the new farm-woman was sure everything was alright.

“Well, look at that.” Jackie awed as the lamb slipped out and Spots immediately got up, turned, and began to lick her baby clean.

“Good girl, Spots, good girl.” Stan praised as he petted her neck, her back tender and sore, and therefore it wouldn’t be appreciated to be petted there right now. “Right, we’ll let her clean her lamb as much as she wants to n’ then we’ll just look it over to make sure everything’s as it should be. Most of the time s’long as they’re movin’ they’re fine.”

Jackie nodded, enjoying the scene. Yes it was gross and Jackie could probably use a glass of water right now, but she had never seen anything give birth before, so it was kind of nice to check that off her bucket list. After another minute or so, the new lamb was beginning to stand. That made Stan grin. “That’s it, fellow. That’s it, take your time, now.”

The lamb, now nearly clean, was white all over and already had an impressive coat. Stan chuckled and scooped the lamb up in his strong arms, his long sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his hair tied back. “Sweet Lord, this one’s got quite a coat.”

“Does it?” Jackie asked.

“Oh yeah,” Stan said as he began to gently wash the lamb. “See, most sheep when first born got thinner coats, cuz they don’t need thicker coats inside their moms, but this one’s just a right ole little cloud.” Was his voice becoming more strained? Was he getting choked up?!

Jackie looked at his brown eyes and thought they looked more wet than normal. “Stanley Pines, are you crying?”

“That’s not important right now!” Stan snapped as loud as he dared, his voice still somehow managing to be soft and quiet for the baby. When back in Stan’s arms as he rubbed it dry, the lamb “bah”ed happily with big shiny eyes. The farmer happily gazed at the newest member of the flock until Spots “bah”ed at Stan, making him laugh and set the lamb down. “Alright, alright. Here’s your Dot, Spots.”

Dot nuzzled her mother and began to drink her milk. Spots licked her back as she nursed and Stan stood up to leave them be. “They'll rejoin the herd later. Just keep an eye on Dot to make sure she’s okay.”

“Gotcha.” Jackie followed Stan with the tub since he had the towel.

“Grayback had her lambs last week,” Stan pointed out and he and Jackie watched a gray sheep with a white head and legs snap at a gray lamb and a white lamb, bigger than Dot and much more troublesome. “N’ Clover should have her’s any day now, then that’s all for the season.”

Jackie caught the eye of a big white sheep gnawing on some grass and smiled at Clover as she followed Stan towards the house. “Do they need us to be there?”

Stan shrugged. “Nah, they can do it alright by themselves, but better be safe than sorry n’ be there in case something goes haywire, you know? Just keep an eye on ‘em n’ if things don’t look good call for me.”

Jackie mockingly sallutted her boss. “Yes, sir.”

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It was Sunday and it rained all day, so while Jackie should be more productive since she rested yesterday, she didn’t really have the energy to do it. Which was fine, nobody else seemed all too keen on doing more than they have to. Stan was watching TV by the wood-burning stove as he used a piece of glass to cut at a long piece of wood and Ford used the extra time to teach Jackie how to make butter.

It really was simple. Jackie had no idea why, but she expected it to be more complicated, but Ford simply took a carton of Luna’s milk and poured it into an electric mixture, let it mix on low for a minute, and then on high for three, then he showed her a special mold the family had, a perfect rectangle shape, but along the edges there would be a forest field with pinetrees. When the cream was separated into butter and buttermilk, Ford put the butter on a plate and poured the buttermilk into a jug to use later for cooking or whatever. Then with clean hands, Ford pressed the clumps of butter together to drain it of liquid, made sure it was clean and smooth, and then packed it into the mold. Then, like magic, Ford flipped the mold over and a perfect stick of homemade butter appeared on the dish, earning him a jaw-drop from Jackie.

“There’s enough milk for another stick.” Ford said and gestured to the mixer. “Would you care to do the honors?”

“Sure! Thanks!” Jackie said excitedly and got to work on making the second stick of butter.

Ford smiled, excused himself from the room, and went off to watch TV with his twin and try to finish knitting that extra blanket for Tate’s bed before the McGuckets arrived in two days.

Jackie counted to sixty after setting the mixer on low and then set it on high and set the little timer to three minutes. To entertain herself, she turned away from the counter and looked out the big window that decorated the wall. Displayed was a beautiful view of the woods and the driveway that housed the red Diablo. All the animals were tucked away safely for the rainy day and it gave the farm an odd appearance. The rain was heavy, but there was no thunder or lightning. Even a little bit of fog played with the grass.

Jackie crossed her arms over her chest and smiled at the scene, until something unusual caught her eye and it made her smile drop. Now, she couldn’t be sure, but swore she saw a little ball of white fluff moving farther and farther away, closer and closer to the woods.

At once Jackie shut off the mixer, snatched one of the boys’ rain jackets from the hooks, slipped it on, and bolted outside. She ran to the driveway, past the small berry garden, and squinted with a hand shielding her eyes from the falling water. Sure enough, a little lamb was skipping and playing in the rain, and soon disappeared in the woods.

“DOT!” Jackie cried out and ran towards where the baby sheep had last been seen. “You come back here! Dot!”

The young woman was too small in the blue rain jacket, the hood often covering her eyes and the sleeves rolling past her fists as she ran, but it would have to do. Jackie’s feet were already chilly, but thank goodness the work boots were doing their job for awhile at least. Jackie paused to look around and try to catch a sighting of Dot, but no white could be seen in the sea of blues and greens and browns.

“Dot!” Jackie called out and walked carefully so she wouldn’t pass the lost sheep. “Dot, here girl!”

The farmhand held herself tightly in the overgrown jacket and blinked the rain drops off her eyelashes. She had never been in the woods before, except for when Stan took her on a Truffles-drawn cart ride through the woods and into town and up to Boyish Dan’s house for lumber in exchange for some wool. But this was different. Last time she was on the main path and safe with Stan on the reigns by her side. Now she was by herself and in the middle of nowhere and she could understand why Stan ordered her to never come here.

It wasn’t scary, rather it had a bigger-than-life feeling to Jackie. As she passed towering oak trees and old pines that housed many sleepy owls and fuzzy squirrels, she had a borderline creepy feeling in her spine, like there was so much more to these woods, like they were hiding something. But that was ridiculous! Woods can’t hide anything, like how a child would hide candy wrappers from their parents. No, it’s just the rain creating a dearry feeling in the forest.

“Dot!” Jackie called again, her face becoming damp and her thighs were cold. “Dot, please! Let’s go home!”

She paused and looked around. She allowed herself a minute to think as she cupped her hands by her mouth and blew into them to warm her cheeks and fingers. It wasn’t terribly cold, but the spring rain did make it a bit chilly and uncomfortable. But then, thank goodness, Jackie heard some bahs coming from her right. She hurried, pushing through branches and bushes, and there she found Dot. The lamb’s back-right leg was caught in a branch by the thick wool and she fought and tugged and pulled but could not get free.

Jackie smiled and went to her lamb. “Dot! That’s what you get for running off. How’d you even escape the barn and the fence, huh girl?”

Of course Dot didn’t answer. Jackie scooped her up one armed and untangled the bush from the wool. Now Jackie could snuggly hold the lamb. Poor Dot was wet and shivering; she may have a slightly thicker coat than other sheep her age, but it still wasn’t quite as thick as it should be to protect her from the bitter cold. Jackie retracted her arms inside her jacket and then unzipped it quickly to let the lamb in. Now Jackie had a closed oversized jacket hanging by the hood on her head and a lamb in her arms. And she was lost.

Jackie looked around the woods for any sign of the farm, but she had strayed too far into it and saw no sign of a clear field. Well, she wasn’t going to find anything by standing still. If she could find that dirt road, then at least she would either hit town or the farm. Jackie carefully stepped over tree-roots and wildflowers and lightly scolded Dot to give her something to occupy her thoughts.

“Dot, just wait until I tell Mama Stan about this. He’s gonna scold you good.” Jackie snorted as she remembered when Truffles snapped at Jackie and Stan scolded at his horse, much like how a parent would scold a child. Really, there was no point in hiding the fact that all the animals were his babies. Let’s just say that when the time comes Stan will make a wonderful father and leave it at that.

Dot licked some droplets off Jackie’s chin and snuggled up against her chest. Jackie was damp, but not as bad as she would be without the blue rain jacket. Really, she couldn’t stay mad at Dot. Moses knows she was nothing but trouble as a kid, but every mistake she had ever made helped mold her into a better person, helped her become the person she is now. And she would like to think she was alright.

Jackie stepped on a twig that snapped and she kicked it aside as she ventured onward. She might not even be heading towards a road. She wished she could see the sun. At least then she would know East from West and could make a better guess on which direction to go. And… oh, crap! She left the butter unfinished! Damn it. Jackie groaned to herself and walked on, but then her left foot plunged into a dip in the earth and was now ankle-deep in mud. Jackie swore loudly and pulled her soaked foot out and walked on. Dot shook in her grasp and licked her hand to try to calm her down.

Jackie rubbed the lamb’s back. “I’m sorry Dot, but I’m having a rough day right now.”

Then something else made her stop in her tracks. Was it… whispering? Or wind through the trees? No, the air was still. Jackie looked around and lifted her hood up lightly to see better. “Hello?” She called out.

The sound was gone. Someone was definitely out there. “Hello, can you help me out?” Jackie called and looked around for a shadow or a light. “I think I went in the wrong direction.”

She was silent and listened carefully through the symphony of rain. “Yes… yes, she will do fine.”

Jackie’s heart skipped a beat. She had seen enough horror movies to know what happens to young women alone in the woods. Jackie turned right around and ran for her life. Dot cried out in shock and uncomfortably, bouncing around, but Jackie ignored her and only held the lamb tighter.

Puddles splashed and wetted her legs up to her knees. The hood fell off her head and now the over-sized jacket was barely hanging by her shoulders. Jackie freed some fingers from Dot to grab the jacket so she wouldn’t lose it and have to explain to the boys that one of their jackets went missing in the woods. Lightning flashed and a few seconds later thunder rolled. The heavy rain was turning into a storm. Dot cried out again and buried her head in Jackie’s chest. Jackie gasped for breath but did not stop running.

Now she couldn’t be sure. She was moving too fast to get a good look at it, but Jackie could have sworn on her life that she saw some sort of triangle on top of something circular, like an upside-down ice cream cone. Or a gnome.

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The Pines twins had been laughing too loudly over a joke on the TV to hear the door slam when Jackie left. A few minutes went by and Jackie hadn’t joined them in the living room, which was fine, she probably was starting on dinner or wanted to be alone. Her disappearance hadn’t even been noticed until Ford went into the kitchen for some orange juice and he frowned at the electric mixer. The butter was only half done and now a whipped, melting mess. Ford restarted the mixer and after a minute deemed the cream salvageable. If Jackie didn’t want to make the second stick of butter she should have said so.

Ford finished the chore and left the dishes to soak in soapy water in the sink. He went into the living room as Stan laughed at the TV. “Haha! That guy got hit in the head with a coconut!”

“Stanley, have you seen Jackie?” Ford asked.

“Huh? Uh, no. Why?”

The front door flew open as wind howled and lightning stuck and thunder roared. Jackie hurried inside with the jacket hanging by her shoulders, her hair soaked and sticking to her skin, and her lungs nearly empty of oxygen. She leaned against the door and tried to catch her breath while the men stood at the doorway of the living room and stared.

“Sweet Lord!” Stan gasped and helped Jackie out of his rain jacket. “What were you doin’ out there?!”

“Dot… got… out.” Jackie panted, swallowed and handed the sleepy lamb to Stan, who was completely dumbfounded. “I caught sight of her escaping just in time. Poor thing ended up stuck on a bush.”

Stan was at a loss for words for a minute, but then cradled Dot in one strong beefy arm and wrapped around around Jackie’s shoulders. “Here, let’s get you warm n’ dry. Sixer, go get a towel or two, will ya?”

Ford nodded, hurried for the bathroom, and Stan walked Jackie into the living room. He pulled a short stool out in front of the wood-burning stove and gently guided Jackie to it. She could walk on her own, she was only cold, but she was grateful for the help and decided not to fuss. She watched as Stan slipped off his red button-up and wrapped it around Dot like it was a blanket. Jackie smiled at seeing Stan rubbed the lamb dry and how his eyes sparkled and shined. Dot licked his strong chin and he chuckled and scratched Dot under her chin.

“I wonder how she got out.” Jackie said quietly.

“Must be a whole somewhere in the barn.” Stan guessed. “We’ll take a look tomorrow.” He looked up at Jackie and smiled kindly at her. “N’ hey, thanks for brinin’ her home.”

Jackie’s face suddenly felt hot, and she wasn’t sure it was from the fire. She smiled and nodded. “You’re welcome.”

Ford then returned and handed the towels to Jackie. She thanked him and wrapped one around her hair and draped the other one over her shoulders. She watched as Stan threw some wood in the fire one-handed, the other holding Dot and then he sat next to her on the floor and let the lamb rest in his lap. Dot yawned and buried her face in his arm, his other hand petting her back. Jackie, without registering her actions, put a hand on Stan’s shoulder.

Ford smiled at the scene before him and decided to go read a book elsewhere.

#GF #gravity falls #gravity falls au #farmer au #fanfiction #jackie asante #stan pines #ford pines #i watched five lambs being born for this fic #help me

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