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hysteria-things · 3 months

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can u do a story of like chris sturnolio being a dad ??

UNEXPECTED TURNS

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dad!chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: at first, you were devastated to find out that you were pregnant at this age. now, realization hits and turns out it’s not so bad for not only you; but chris too.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FLUFFY, angst in the beginning, flashbacks, panic attack

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 760

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: IVE BEEN WAITING FOR A REQUEST LIKE THIS I FIND THESE SO CUTE!

was gonna save this for another day but i’m too impatient LMAO

i’m trying to get through my inbox so there should be lots to come! hope you like it anon :)

*flashback*

‘pregnant’

you read the word at least ten times on the test in your violently shaking hand.

a sob leaves your throat as you tremble. “no.” you choke out.

you try your best to grab your phone and text chris, your boyfriend. you need him here, and you need him here now.

“y/n?” his voice echoes through the house. you steadied your breathing, but you’re still a trembling and crying mess on the bathroom floor.

you hear footsteps coming up the steps. “y/n?” he calls out again.

he runs over to the bathroom door and opens it. the panic shoots through your body again when you see him, and you breathe heavily. “i’m sorry.” you say between sobs.

chris worries all over his face. he kneels to you to take your shaky hands in his. “sorry about what? oh my god, what happened?”

you point to the counter where the test is. he knits his eyebrows together and grabs it off the countertop. he scans over it for a few beats before looking into your crying eyes.

he sets the test down, taking his thumbs and trying his best to rub as many tears away. “i’m sorry.” you repeat.

he brings your head into his chest and tries to shush you. “you have nothing to be sorry about.”

he rubs up and down your body in a soothing motion, whispering in your ear. he rocks you from side to side.

his chin is resting on top of your head. “i’m with you on whatever decision you make. you know that right?” he tells you, kissing your head.

you nod. your ear is on his heartbeat, which is strangely calm. you close your eyes to focus on the rhythm, your breathing steadying along with it.

*9 months later*

tears of joy leave your eyes when the doctor carefully places your daughter in your arms. chris held onto your hand tight the whole birth. he rests his forehead on yours and kisses your nose, then the top of your little girl’s head.

“thank you for giving her to me.” you smile at chris.

“are you kidding? you’re the one that went through hell for nine months.” you and him both chuckle. “you’re a warrior, y/n. don’t ever forget that.”

holding your child for the first time is a different type of love. you never want to let them go.

despite both of you being 20, you know you guys can be the best parents to your baby girl.

*now*

chris sighs when he hears your one-year-old in the pack-and-play he set up in the living room. she’s been crying nonstop.

he gets up from the couch and walks over, leaning to get a better view of her. “what is it, little miss?” he says, reaching into the pack-and-play to pick her up.

she stops her crying to look at her father for a split second, but then goes back to the tantrum. “ma-ma.” she cries.

“your mama is taking a nap. she needs to rest.”

that only makes sadie cry harder, and chris tuts. “let’s take a look outside.”

you guys bought a house during your pregnancy, still close to his and your family. it came with a beautiful backyard.

ever since sadie was born, she has been so fascinated by looking outside. it always worked to calm down her little outbursts.

chris turns so his back is facing the glass door. her head rests on his shoulder as she looks at the summer greenery and flowers. her crying immediately stops, and now she’s doing rapid sniffles.

he rubs her back in a soothing circular motion and rocks from side to side. “i don’t like when you’re this upset, little miss. everything’s okay, i promise.”

her cheek rests on his shoulder, her breathing going back to normal.

when it seems to be a little too quiet, he peeks to look at her face, seeing sadie holding on tight to his arm and sleeping peacefully.

he rolls his eyes but smiles. “so dramatic.” he mumbles. “i wonder who you get it from.”

chris walks the sleeping infant into her nursery to set her down in the crib. before doing so, he kissed her on the cheek.

he stays there to admire what’s in front of him. she most definitely has your face and hair, but she has his blue eyes.

this was not a part of the plan in your relationship; at least not this soon. however, you guys wouldn’t want it any other way.

and that’s the beauty of unexpected turns.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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kiibichio · 2 months

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PLAY DATE ✩ M. STURNIOLO

OVERVIEW ;; you and matt are friends w/ benefits, so he hits you up .. you walk to his house and have a “play date” !!

CONTAINS ;; matt x fem reader, sub&dom ! matt, fwb ! matt, pet names, oral (m ! receiving), use of y/n, unprotected sex, angst (?) near the end !! (that’s it i think??)

kiki speaks ;; okay so this was based on THIS tik tok because omg he’s soooo. but anyways… ENJOYY (also this is my first smut EVER so please excuse me if it’s kinda sucky) PART TWO OUT NOW!!

date published ;; 02.17.24

not proofread !!

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5:57 pm.

i lie in my bed, excruciatingly bored. watching some show that i have little interest in, when i get a text from one of my friends, matt.

“hey, are you free rn?” the text read.

me and matt had been friends ever since he moved to los angeles. i also got along with his brothers well, so we would always hang out and go places together. a few months after becoming friends with them, i broke up with my ex-boyfriend and got closer to matt.

one day, matt and i had a conversation and decided we wanted to try some things, so we hooked up. without feelings. which brings us here. friends with benefits. although i might just be breaking that ‘no feelings attached’ rule, but he doesn’t need to know.

“yea?? whats up?” i reply

“chris and nick are gone. come over?” he asks

“sure, just give me like 5 minutes” i sent back

finally. ive been waiting for his text all week. last time we spoke was like 4 days ago. i quickly put on some light makeup, a cute & comfy outfit, spray perfume and head out the door. the triplets only lived about 2 minutes away from me so, i could just walk there. which i did often and most definitely will do now.

once i arrive at the triplets’ home, i give the door a knock and it opens, with matt standing on the other side of it.

“hey matt-” i get cut off by him grabbing me by the waist and kissing my harshly in the doorframe.

“sorry. just couldn’t wait.” matt smirks, licking his lips while closing and locking the door.

“i can tell.” i spoke, a smirk crawling on my face too.

“c’mon. my room.” he demanded and grabbed my arm, dragging my to his room.

he brings me to his room and sits on the bed. i close the door behind us and walk over to straddle him.

“missed you, y/n. haven’t seen you in 4 days. ive been so busy-” he explains, holding my hips as i hover over him.

“shh.. matt we’re here now.” i speak before moving my mouth onto his, resulting in a rough, heated kiss, which turned into a make out. our tongues moving together in rhythm, exploring each others mouths.

i start grinding over his clothed cock, trying to gain some friction, letting out soft moans.

“hmm.. you like that, matt?”

“shit… yes- fuck” he breathes out

i continue my movements, going back and forth on him. i quickly slip my shirt and jacket off, matt following me and taking off his shirt as well. i unclasp my bra, matt took a nipple in his mouth almost as soon as i took it off.

“ah- fuck- someone’s impatient.” i groan out

“mhm..” he mutters

i feel his dick start to twitch under me, signing that he was close. i speed up my movements. he grabs my hips tightly and comes right on the spot.

“oh shit..” he moans

i move off of him and onto my knees, rubbing his cock through his pants.

“look at you, so fucked out already.. haven’t even gotten to suck you off yet.” i smile sinisterly

“don’t tease me, y/n.” he breathes

“oh don’t worry.. i won’t for long.”

i swiftly pull down his sweatpants and boxers and grab his cock. i kitty lick the tip then slowly lap a long stripe from his base to the tip before taking all of him between my lips.

“oh- god! mgh fuck- y/n.. don’t stop. shit!” matt moans out.

i bob my head up and down on his cock, letting out soft, quiet, noises, sending vibrations down it and making him shudder. my tongue hit every vein on him, very slowly. i continue my motions, making direct eye contact with him the whole time until i feel his dick start to twitch in my mouth.

“fuck, im close..” matt mutters.

“cum in my mouth, matt. i wanna take it all.”

with that, he shoots out white, thick ropes of cum down my throat.

“s’good for me, matt.” i tell him, sweetly, while standing up and taking my pants and underwear off.

“mhm…” is all he manages to get out while still sitting on the edge of the bed.

“now get on your back so i can ride you.” i say sternly, walking over to him

“yes ma’am” he chuckles under his breath

he moves to the middle of the bed, lying on his back. i hover over him, giving him wet, sloppy kisses all over his face and throat area. most definitely leaving marks.

i then lined him up with me and sunk down on him. when he bottomed out, we both let out a string of moans.

“shit matt..”

“oh you’re so good. fuckkkk”

as i take all of him in me, i wrap my hands around him and rest my head in the crook of his neck, waiting to adjust to his size. no matter how many times we do this, ill never get used to it.

once i was ready, i started moving up and down on top of him, trying to pace myself.

“mghh…. matt.”

“holy shit.. mm you’re so good. so perfect for me,” he whimpered, “taking me so good oh my god.” he continued to moan.

those words made me instantly clench around his cock as i bounced on it, speeding up my pace. the room filled with grunts, moans, curses and the sounds of our skin slapping.

my legs were starting to give out and my bounces got sloppier, matt noticed this and flipped us over. now we were in missionary, with him pounding into me relentlessly.

“oh fuck fuck fuck fuck matt” i managed to moan out

“yea.. mhm got tired after a couple of ups and downs huh?” he grunts

“ohhh matt shittt”

“that’s right, y/n. say my name. uh huh”

i came about as soon as he said that, but he kept going, chasing his high.

soon, his thrusts got slower, indicating that he was close.

“cum inside me, matt. i wanna take it.”

“oh fuck y/n. fuck” he groans, while his cum fills me up and falls on side of me.

we both lay there for a while, out of breath before matt speaks up.

“you can go now.. if you want.” he says

hearing that kind of broke my heart. i knew we weren’t supposed to have real feelings for each other but geez.. am i just some toy to him?

“are you serious? you just told me you ‘missed me so much’, but you’re letting me leave just like that? am i just some sort of play date to you?” i ask, sitting up. anger, sadness and confusion written all over my face

maybe i shouldn’t have said that.

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kiki speaks (again) ;; urmmm I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THISSS UGH 😭 i hope i did good and you guys enjoyed but this is my FIRST EVER SMUT AND FIC SO GO EASY ON ME. i would also really love tips from other writers bc idkkk. but TOODLES !! (p.s. DO U GUYS WANT A PT. 2 OF THIS BC IK I KINDA ENDED W A CLIFFHANGER-ISH TYPE THINGY??)

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welldonebeca · 3 months

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Glitter and Goo (iv)

Summary: When you have to go on a mission to a different planet together, Bucky is hit by a mating ritual flower, and some feelings you two have been hiding come up. AKA: It’s a sex pollen fic with a side of breeding kink. WC: 1.6k words Warnings: Fluff. Aftercare. Tension. Comfort.

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Bucky held you for a bit in the quiet ship as you relaxed, kissing your temple gently as his cock softened inside you, his cum now dripping out slowly and you processed everything.

Those were absolutely intense days.

"I'll give you a bath," he promised you, rubbing your back in a comforting way, voice soft. "A message. Get you something warm to put between your legs."

You grimaced to yourself. Yes, you were a bit sore. Your cunt had had its most active couple of days of its life, nothing would ever top that.

"Will you carry me there?" you requested, still nuzzling his chest.

Bucky chuckled.

"I will," he assured you, kissing your cheek again. "But we need to get dressed first."

You pouted.

Well... yeah.

He helped you through it, though, pulling your pants up carefully and dressing himself up before taking your backpacks and picking you up.

Bucky opened the door of the ship with you wrapped around him, and if you weren't so tired you would be embarrassed of what you looked like, but he simply walked past the two people in PPE, carrying you inside.

His quarters were neat and had big windows that let in the light of the setting sun, with a beautiful view of it.

"Doctor?" FRIDAY called just as Bucky sat you down on an armchair. "Mister Stark wants to do a wellness check on you."

You let your head fall back.

Wellness check. He probably wanted to make sure you weren't fucked to death.

"He can talk to me through the com, text me or wait until I feel like walking," you told the system. "But that might take... a day or two."

You didn't even attempt to close your legs. That was a lost cause.

Bucky chuckled a bit.

"Tell him she is alive, FRIDAY," he affirmed, taking off his clothes. "And that I'm being a gentleman and giving her aftercare."

You smiled along a little.

Yes, he was.

You were briefly met with silence, until FRIDAY answered.

"He insists," she affirmed. "Tony says, and I quote, I need to see you to make sure Barnes didn't kill you with his cock."

You too sighed together and Bucky pinched his nose impatiently.

"He can come here if he wants," he told you. "But I'm going to undress anyway."

That made you giggle.

"Send him in," you decided.

Bucky took off his clothes without an ounce of shame, and you shed your shirt and pants before looking down at your naked tits.

They were covered with marks from his lips and teeth. Maybe you should put a bra on.

"Can you get me a bra from my backpack? I think I'd like to keep some things a mystery from Tony, our friendship isn't at the naked point."

He picked it up quickly, helping you just in time for the door to open.

"No knocking?" Bucky asked.

Tony scoffed.

"I built this place," he rolled his eyes. "I can enter any room without knocking."

You scoffed.

"Besides," he messed up with his bag. "Naked bodies aren't an odity for me."

He pulled a clear pad.

"Now, you didn't clean up, right?" he asked. "No shower, no little towel..."

You shook your head.

"This is pure, unadultured, two days of stink," you assured him.

Without explaining anything, he walked to your back, pushed you down and rubbed it on your back.

"Raise your arm," he commanded.

You did, confused, and he rubbed the pad under your pits.

"You smell like an orgy," Tony grunted, frowning his nose. "Please, tell me you kept the fucking in the dorm."

Bucky's lips curled a little, though he hid his smile quickly.

"What's that for?" he asked.

Tony pulled the thing from you, shoving it into a ziplock bag.

"Collecting sweat to study," he put it back into the bag. "Now, you."

Before Tony could even step to Bucky, he took the new pad from his hand.

"I'll do it myself," he scoffed.

He rubbed his back with it before doing it to his chest, and you watched, entertained, as he did so over his torso. Bucky had a beautiful torso.

"Yeah, that works for me," he decided, still picking up things from the bag, pulling a needle and a vial. "I hope you didn't take any drugs over there."

You scoffed, extending your arm for him to take the blood, knowing well how important that was.

Bucky reached for your hand, holding it as you grimaced at the prickle.

You really didn't like needles.

Tony took his blood too, putting it into another compartment of his bag before taking a swab and looking at you, a bit hesitant.

"I need a few samples," he told you.

The made you frown.

"Of spit?" you asked. "I don't think you're going to find anything that you didn't catch with the sweat and the blood."

But he grimaced more, looking down at your legs and then your face, and you realised what he meant.

"Really?" you gasped. "Tony!"

Your friend shrugged.

"I don't make the rules," he told you. "And we need to know how his sperm behaves. Also, you'll have to start taking pregnancy tests in eight days."

You closed your eyes. Yeah, there was that.

"Fine," you sighed. "Just give me that stuff. I'll take it myself."

Tony turned around but Bucky took it from your hand, kneeling in front of you, and you spread your legs, shamelessly as you let him swab the cottom in you gaping pussy.

"Get extra too, if you can," Tony requested. "If there's any... you know."

Yep, and there was.

A lot of it.

Bucky didn't say anything as he took his sperm and filled a little vial, sealing it and pushing your panties back to the right place.

"Done," he stood up. "You can turn around."

Tony turned back, taking everything back and putting it in his bag.

"Done?" you asked him.

He looked at you.

"Can you stand up?" he asked.

You whined.

"Do I have to?" you asked. "Tony. I"ve been fucked straight for two days."

"Well, I need to know if you can walk," he insisted.

You rolled your eyes and kicked your legs.

"There, they can move," you told him. "Please. Can I rest now?"

He nodded, looking more relaxed now.

"Yes," Tony decided. "I'm just making sure that you are alright, okay? Those were very intense days. We were worried sick on this side."

You softened. Yes, you could see that. He looked like he hadn't slept since you'd left.

The two had a history together, after all.

"Thank you," you sighed. "But I'm fine. I promise. A little sore, but fine."

Your friend finally gave in, taking his bag over his shoulder.

"Alright," he exhaled. "I'll be going now and I'll send some real food for you in... an hour and a half?"

"Yeah," you told him. "Thank you."

Tony nodded and walked out, stepping out in hesitant steps, and the door closed behind him.

"He really doesn't like me, hm?" Bucky hummed, kneeling in front of you.

You reached for him, brushing his hair with your fingers.

"Tony is a little protective," you sighed. "It's his thing."

He hummed a bit, not disagreeing or complaining.

"So," he rested his head on your thigh. "Bath now?"

You relaxed.

"Yes, please," you told him. "Bath time."

Bucky kissed your cheek.

"I'll go get it running, okay?"

You nodded, and took off your underwear before as you waited for him.

He came back, at last, and pulled your hair up in a ponytail before picking you up, and you wrapped your arms around him as he carried you off.

"You're coming in with me, right?" you asked him, hiding your face in his neck. "Not gonna let me in alone."

Bucky kissed your shoulder.

"I just got you, sweetheart," he hummed. "You really think I'm going to just let you go?"

You giggled.

Five minutes later you were relaxing in the bubbly warm water, resting against his chest.

Bucky cleaned you up very slowly between your legs, knowing how sensitive you were, and scrubbed your body with a fluffy loofah everywhere.

You didn't even realise you had fallen asleep in his arms until you woke up and you were in his bed.

There was an insistent knocking on his door, and Bucky was moving very slowly to get it.

"I'm awaken," you mumbled. "You can move."

Bucky chuckled, walking away from you, and you frowned as you reached around his bed.

Where were the pillows?

You sat up, looking at the mattress and gasping.

He only had two pillows?

"What?" Bucky looked at you, carrying boxes inside.

"You only have two pillows!" you looked at him. "Why do you only have two pillows?"

He squinted.

"You know I'm more comfortable sleeping on the floor most days, right?" he asked. "I don't even use the pillows."

That made you pout and he shook his head.

"Do you want me to get you extra pillows for you?" he offered, putting the takeout in front of you."

You nodded, still feeling all sleepy.

"Are you hungry?" you asked.

He shrugged.

"I could use some extra hours of sleep before eating," he told you. "If you're alright with that."

You nodded, falling back to the bed. Oh, your skin was so soft. Had he put lotion on you?

Bucky put the food in the small fridge he had in the corner and crawled back to the bed with you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close again.

"Sleep now," you nuzzled his neck. "Food later."

He just hummed along, kissing your cheek softly.

Oh, you could get used to this.

Bucky held you for a bit in the quiet ship as you relaxed, kissing your temple gently as his cock softened inside you, his cum now dripping out slowly and you processed everything.

Those were absolutely intense days.

"I'll give you a bath," he promised you, rubbing your back in a comforting way, voice soft. "A message. Get you something warm to put between your legs."

You grimaced to yourself. Yes, you were a bit sore. Your cunt had had its most active couple of days of its life, nothing would ever top that.

"Will you carry me there?" you requested, still nuzzling his chest.

Bucky chuckled.

"I will," he assured you, kissing your cheek again. "But we need to get dressed first."

You pouted.

Well... yeah.

He helped you through it, though, pulling your pants up carefully and dressing himself up before taking your backpacks and picking you up.

His quarters were neat and had big windows that let in the light of the setting sun, with a beautiful view of it.

"Doctor?" FRIDAY called just as Bucky sat you down on an armchair. "Mister Stark wants to do a wellness check on you."

You let your head fall back.

Wellness check. He probably wanted to make sure you weren't fucked to death.

"He can talk to me through the com, text me or wait until I feel like walking," you told the system. "But that might take... a day or two."

You didn't even attempt to close your legs. That was a lost cause.

Bucky chuckled a bit.

"Tell him she is alive, FRIDAY," he affirmed, taking off his clothes. "And that I'm being a gentleman and giving her aftercare."

You smiled along a little.

Yes, he was.

You were briefly met with silence, until FRIDAY answered.

"He insists," she affirmed. "Tony says, and I quote, I need to see you to make sure Barnes didn't kill you with his cock."

You too sighed together and Bucky pinched his nose impatiently.

"He can come here if he wants," he told you. "But I'm going to undress anyway."

That made you giggle.

"Send him in," you decided.

Bucky took off his clothes without an ounce of shame, and you shed your shirt and pants before looking down at your naked tits.

They were covered with marks from his lips and teeth. Maybe you should put a bra on.

"Can you get me a bra from my backpack? I think I'd like to keep some things a mystery from Tony, our friendship isn't at the naked point."

He picked it up quickly, helping you just in time for the door to open.

"No knocking?" Bucky asked.

Tony scoffed.

"I built this place," he rolled his eyes. "I can enter any room without knocking."

You scoffed.

"Besides," he messed up with his bag. "Naked bodies aren't an odity for me."

He pulled a clear pad.

"Now, you didn't clean up, right?" he asked. "No shower, no little towel..."

You shook your head.

"This is pure, unadultured, two days of stink," you assured him.

Without explaining anything, he walked to your back, pushed you down and rubbed it on your back.

"Raise your arm," he commanded.

You did, confused, and he rubbed the pad under your pits.

"You smell like an orgy," Tony grunted, frowning his nose. "Please, tell me you kept the fucking in the dorm."

Bucky's lips curled a little, though he hid his smile quickly.

"What's that for?" he asked.

Tony pulled the thing from you, shoving it into a ziplock bag.

"Collecting sweat to study," he put it back into the bag. "Now, you."

Before Tony could even step to Bucky, he took the new pad from his hand.

"I'll do it myself," he scoffed.

He rubbed his back with it before doing it to his chest, and you watched, entertained, as he did so over his torso. Bucky had a beautiful torso.

"Yeah, that works for me," he decided, still picking up things from the bag, pulling a needle and a vial. "I hope you didn't take any drugs over there."

You scoffed, extending your arm for him to take the blood, knowing well how important that was.

Bucky reached for your hand, holding it as you grimaced at the prickle.

You really didn't like needles.

Tony took his blood too, putting it into another compartment of his bag before taking a swab and looking at you, a bit hesitant.

"I need a few samples," he told you.

The made you frown.

"Of spit?" you asked. "I don't think you're going to find anything that you didn't catch with the sweat and the blood."

But he grimaced more, looking down at your legs and then your face, and you realised what he meant.

"Really?" you gasped. "Tony!"

Your friend shrugged.

"I don't make the rules," he told you. "And we need to know how his sperm behaves. Also, you'll have to start taking pregnancy tests in eight days."

You closed your eyes. Yeah, there was that.

"Fine," you sighed. "Just give me that stuff. I'll take it myself."

Tony turned around but Bucky took it from your hand, kneeling in front of you, and you spread your legs, shamelessly as you let him swab the cottom in you gaping pussy.

"Get extra too, if you can," Tony requested. "If there's any... you know."

Yep, and there was.

A lot of it.

Bucky didn't say anything as he took his sperm and filled a little vial, sealing it and pushing your panties back to the right place.

"Done," he stood up. "You can turn around."

Tony turned back, taking everything back and putting it in his bag.

"Done?" you asked him.

He looked at you.

"Can you stand up?" he asked.

You whined.

"Do I have to?" you asked. "Tony. I"ve been fucked straight for two days."

"Well, I need to know if you can walk," he insisted.

You rolled your eyes and kicked your legs.

"There, they can move," you told him. "Please. Can I rest now?"

He nodded, looking more relaxed now.

"Yes," Tony decided. "I'm just making sure that you are alright, okay? Those were very intense days. We were worried sick on this side."

You softened. Yes, you could see that. He looked like he hadn't slept since you'd left.

The two had a history together, after all.

"Thank you," you sighed. "But I'm fine. I promise. A little sore, but fine."

Your friend finally gave in, taking his bag over his shoulder.

"Alright," he exhaled. "I'll be going now and I'll send some real food for you in... an hour and a half?"

"Yeah," you told him. "Thank you."

Tony nodded and walked out, stepping out in hesitant steps, and the door closed behind him.

"He really doesn't like me, hm?" Bucky hummed, kneeling in front of you.

You reached for him, brushing his hair with your fingers.

"Tony is a little protective," you sighed. "It's his thing."

He hummed a bit, not disagreeing or complaining.

"So," he rested his head on your thigh. "Bath now?"

You relaxed.

"Yes, please," you told him. "Bath time."

Bucky kissed your cheek.

"I'll go get it running, okay?"

You nodded, and took off your underwear before as you waited for him.

He came back, at last, and pulled your hair up in a ponytail before picking you up, and you wrapped your arms around him as he carried you off.

"You're coming in with me, right?" you asked him, hiding your face in his neck. "Not gonna let me in alone."

Bucky kissed your shoulder.

"I just got you, sweetheart," he hummed. "You really think I'm going to just let you go?"

You giggled.

Five minutes later you were relaxing in the bubbly warm water, resting against his chest.

Bucky cleaned you up very slowly between your legs, knowing how sensitive you were, and scrubbed your body with a fluffy loofah everywhere.

You didn't even realise you had fallen asleep in his arms until you woke up and you were in his bed.

There was an insistent knocking on his door, and Bucky was moving very slowly to get it.

"I'm awaken," you mumbled. "You can move."

Bucky chuckled, walking away from you, and you frowned as you reached around his bed.

Where were the pillows?

You sat up, looking at the mattress and gasping.

He only had two pillows?

"What?" Bucky looked at you, carrying boxes inside.

"You only have two pillows!" you looked at him. "Why do you only have two pillows?"

He squinted.

"You know I'm more comfortable sleeping on the floor most days, right?" he asked. "I don't even use the pillows."

That made you pout and he shook his head.

"Do you want me to get you extra pillows for you?" he offered, putting the takeout in front of you."

You nodded, still feeling all sleepy.

"Are you hungry?" you asked.

He shrugged.

"I could use some extra hours of sleep before eating," he told you. "If you're alright with that."

You nodded, falling back to the bed. Oh, your skin was so soft. Had he put lotion on you?

Bucky put the food in the small fridge he had in the corner and crawled back to the bed with you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close again.

"Sleep now," you nuzzled his neck. "Food later."

He just hummed along, kissing your cheek softly.

Oh, you could get used to this.

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yawneneteyam · 1 year

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gorgeous (7) — look at your face.

— GORGEOUS, an avatar smau ( by yawneneteyam ) masterlist

*dark mode = y/n light mode = neteyam*

— gorgeous, look at your face !

y/n didn't really want to meet up with neteyam today, still revelling in her heartbreak from the night before. she had never been able to handle rejection well, especially not from the man she had been slightly obsessing over for the past month almost. she felt like the thrill had expired, that life had come to give her a rude wake up call and neteyam friend zoning her was the alarm.

she knew that it would be unfair to not study with neteyam just because of her silly crush, so she picked herself up, brushed herself off and headed to the library to meet neteyam.

he could tell that something was off with y/n. she wasn't smiling as much as usual, her cheeks were blushing like they usually did when they spoke. she seemed less invested in their conversations today, as if today was a chore for her- maybe it was.

"are you feeling okay?" he couldn't help his curiosity. y/n only looked up briefly to meet his eyes before looking back down at her notebook.

"yeah," she nodded with pursed lips, "just tired," a lie.

"do you feel sick still?" he was concerned, neteyam knew that she was in a bad state last night- he wondered if she was feeling worse throughout the day. he knew hangovers could come with vengeance.

"uh, yeah a little bit," y/n shrugged it off.

that was how they sat for the next hour. neteyam trying his best to speak to y/n, her responding with short sentences. neteyam was lots of things, beautiful, kind and completely oblivious. so he chalked her bad mood up to drinking too much the night before and a sore stomach or pounding headache.

"neteyam!" y/n couldn't help but turn around upon hearing such a loud voice in a quiet space. a'korai walked over to the pair at the table.

"hey," neteyam kept his voice down still, considerate of their environment, "what's up?"

"just came over to see you," she smiled. y/n had never seen this girl before, but they way she ignored her presence already had her first impressions ruined. neteyam noticed her ignorance towards y/n, so he tried to do what he did best- make peace.

"a'korai, this is y/n" neteyam smiled. a'korai finally shot a glance in y/n's direction.

"hi," she smiled briefly.. and that was it, she was back talking to neteyam. y/n listened to their conversation with a sigh, tapping her pencil on the table impatiently, waiting for this random girl to get the hint. it was already bad having to see neteyam after being friend zoned by him, but to watch some pretty girl throw herself all over him was a punch to the face.

"it's getting late," y/n interrupted getting up from her seat, "I better go get dinner from the hall before they pack it away," she shoved her things away into her backpack. neteyam looked up at y/n with an apologetic gaze, knowing they didn't get as much done as they would've liked. "see you later, neteyam" she walked away.

neteyam sighed with his eyes closed, y/n had already walked away before he could even say goodbye to her. left with a'korai talking to him when he wished it was another.

— gorgeous, look at your face ! okay we're back!! trying to do daily-ish updates, so every day or every other day a update will be posted for you guys!! idk if anyone actually reads my lil notes at the end, but thats okay! ive also put out a poll about blurring y/n's face and currently blurring is winning, so thats what I've done for this chapter! go vote if you want a say!

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moonlit-ivy-writes · 10 months

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VALENTINE

I love the light in your eyes and the dark in your heart You love our permanent chase and the bite of our bark We know we're classic together like Egyptian gold We love us

“I’m sorry baby I’m not going to be there...” Jeans voice was soft through the phone, he always delivers bad news in a whisper…

“What do you mean? You’re not coming up for the week? What-what about Valentine’s Day?” You were in shock that your boyfriend wasn’t going to be able to take a break from work for a holiday with you, he’s been gone for nearly 6 months.

“I know- I know it sucks, but I should be able to get free time the following week, or- uh, no maybe sometime in March. Sweet heart I’m really sorry but I have to go now. I’ll call you when I get home okay? I love you.” He hung up the phone before you could even say it back.

You fell into your bed and screamed your frustration into your pillow.

Bzzbzzbzz

A bunch of texts spamming your phone made you look up for a minute, expecting to see texts from your boyfriend. Instead, they were just a bunch of memes from Eren.

You sent back a frowny emoji, watching him type for a while and the bubble disappeared. Eren decided to FaceTime you instead.

“Wow, what happened to you,” he must of been referring to the black streak marks of mascara smudged down your cheeks. You rub your face, trying to remove the black gunk. “What’s wrong?”

“Jeanie isn’t visiting this week and I was looking forward to spending my first Valentine’s Day with a boyfriend.” You sighed.

Eren rolled his eyes, he never cared for your boyfriend. Always thought he was stuck up, and bragged about his job too much. “Well don’t worry about it YN, If you want we can rent that slasher fic Mikasa recommended and I could possibly get Armin too…”

You sighed dramatically, “I know it’s cliche, but i was looking forward to roses and chocolates.” Even though a night surrounded by your best friends does sound comforting.

“Well, no movie then, I’ll take you out.” You looked to stunned to speak so he reiterated as “just friends” but it cut a bit inside to say that out loud. Eren has always liked you, and has done a pretty good job at hiding his feelings. Although he did kiss you once at a party, the next morning you didn’t even remember. “Cheer up, i dont like it when your sad.” He gave you a cheeky grin and hung up the call.

+++

Fresh out of a hot shower you paced your bedroom in your underwear, what do you wear on a valentines date with your best friend. You looked at the dress you had saved for Jean, no way, you thought. Opting for a typical outfit of yours instead.

“Hey i let myself in if you...what are you wearing.” Eren stood in the door. He was all dressed up.

You turned around from your vanity, your hair still wet. Framing pieces stuck to the side of your face, shit… is he early or are you running late. Eren stepped forward, raising his hand and tucking your hair behind your ear. A small tingle sparked in your stomach, but you were probably just hungry. “What? Is this not nice?” You pouted a bit kinda hurt from the reaction he had.

“I said i was taking you out out, were not going to the library...” He eyed you up and down, before spotting the dress hanging on your closet door behind you. “What’s that?” He pointed.

“Oh, that’s what I was going to wear...”

“Put it on, I’ll wait for you in the living room… oh and hurry Ive got an eventful afternoon planned.” He left your room before you could even fight him on wearing the dress. You stared at it for a few minutes and shrugged to yourself. Someone might as well see you in this. After rushing through getting ready you snapped a pic, contemplating even sending it to Jean, why did you suddenly feel a bit guilty…

+++

Eren waited impatiently outside your bedroom, he had brought flowers for you, and decided to place them in a vase on your kitchen counter. He nervously arranged the roses. Fidgeting with the tiny baby’s breath that accented the bouquet.

“Oh Eren those are beautiful, you didnt have to-“ you startled him a bit and you held back a laugh.

His cheeks heated up once he caught sight of your dress, discreetly, he scanned over your outfit, starting from the black paten leather heals with a cute dainty strap at the ankle. Cautiously gazing up your beautiful bare legs, to mid thigh where this cruel red satin dress ended. Quickly he focused onto your face, hoping you didn’t catch him gawking.

Your make up was subtle, though the red lip was nothing but. He noticed the black choker on your neck, and lost his breath. He looked for words to describe how beautiful, no, gorgeous, no stunning. “You look-“ he starred at you, “wow..” he shook his head, embarrassing himself. You just giggled and stuck your nose into the roses. A little note laid in between some petals.

To my valentine with love.

Eren.

By now all of your dejection about your boyfriend not being here was gone, you were far too excited to see what Eren had in store for you.

Sitting in his passenger seat, you let him take you wherever he had planned. Turns out the plan was the beach. You two strolled down the dock. Other couples were out having fun, playing fair games and sharing funnel cakes. Seeing couples enjoying each other made you remember you weren’t here with Jean… You looked over at Eren who must have just noticed the disappointment on your face. Shoving cotton candy into your mouth as an attempt to keep those pesky boyfriend thoughts from filling your head and ruining his scheme. His true intentions… showing you how you should be treated, and being here for you when that stupid prick wouldn’t even bother to. “Come on YN,” he grabbed your hand and led you to the best date of your life.

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Watching the people on the beach at the top of the ferris wheel you held on tightly to the stuffed octopus Eren had won for you earlier in the evening. You leaned your head on his shoulder, and smiled to yourself,“I’m having fun Eren, thank you.” Your hand fell to your side, and softly grazed against his. You two hold hands all of the time, but for some reason, the slightest touch made you get goosebumps. You pulled your hand away and shyly held the plushy up to your face.

“Hey anything for you YN, I love you.” Eren says he loves you from time to time,but this time ….hearing it made your heart jump. “Are you hungry? I’d hate to end your fun but our reservation is in an hour, we should get going after this.”

“Reservation? I thought we’d just have chili dogs at the stand down there,” He laughed like you said a joke, you just stared at him dazed and confused.

“Don’t look so dumbfounded,” He pinched your cheek, “the dates not over, I’m gonna take you somewhere nice.”

Date…

Of course it was a “date” but when you accepted Eren’s invitation initially you didn’t completely view it as a romantic word, more so a platonic date… but now… things are starting to feel a bit too … complicated. You left the beach full of thoughts and feelings swirling through your head.

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“Eren!?” You gasped, pulling up to the valet of one of the finest restaurants in your city. “Eren we can’t eat here…”

“Why not, you think I don’t have the money?” he teased you and you tried to combat his reasonings, but just like the beginning of the day he was gone before you could argue with him. Dropping his keys into the hand of a stranger and walking over to your side, opening the door for you. His chivalrous behavior made you question who you really were on a date with today. This is a side of Eren you had never seen before and you were starting to fall for it.

A hostess guided the both of you to a table that was tucked behind a privacy wall and with full view of the city scape. With a now setting sun disappearing behind buildings. You glanced at Eren who wasn’t even enjoying this outstanding view with you. He eyes caught yours and a heat radiated through your chest. Fluttering butterflies in your stomach conveniently covered the vacant feeling of guilt that sat in your belly. No, you’re just hungry… yeah that’s it.

Jean not even crossing your mind once, the two of you laughed together about old memories over steak and wine. You immersed yourself in his charm, even if you were constantly catching yourself from falling for your best friend. He’s was just being a good friend, you thought. Don’t over think things.

“Would you care for dessert this evening?”

“Yes-“

“No,” Eren cut you off and you gave him a death glare. “I have something else planned for dessert, thank you for the great meal.” Watching him use his natural charm on the waitress brought you back to reality. He was just being nice and comforting his pathetic friend. The guilt was back on, how could you even entertain whatever silly fantasy you had convinced yourself was happening. This date was definitely all in your head.

+++

Eren saved a favorite of yours for last. Fro yo.

You two would meet up here every Saturday to gossip and complain about each others lives. Well not so much anymore, since you started seeing Jean. Eren stood inline to get you your favorite flavor as you waited in a corner booth for him, checking the notifications on your phone. To your surprise you had no notifs from Jean. A bitter taste not even fro yo could recover coated your mouth. Not even a ‘Happy Vday’ text. Did he seriously forget?

“Remember when that old lady slipped and fell and she spilled her cherry berry all over herself.” Eren came back with yogurt in hand. Tears stung your waterline. Almost dropping the cups, he quickly sat next to you.

“What’s wrong YN?”

“I just realized I’m having the best date of my life and it’s not even with my own boyfriend,” you let out a genuine chuckle. Laughing at your own pathetic relationship.

“You have such an ugly laugh,” Eren sucked on his spoon.

“No i dont, shut up,” you playfully pushed his shoulder, but he moved closer to you.

“I mean it, its cute.” He took a spoon full of pink delicious yogurt and pressed it to your nose, leaving melted fro yo on the tip. You scrunched your face up, and tried to wipe it into his shoulder.

“Hey! Hey! This is my nicest jacket you’re gonna ruin it” He pulled back, but you refused to let him get away with his crimes. Playfully pushing him but in his haste to get away from you, he lost balance. Grabbing onto your arm for support he managed to pull you closer to him. Your nose, still pink, now centimeters from his face. Eren spontaneously licked the yogurt off of your face.

Time froze colder than the freaking yogurt. It felt like you were buffering a response. You honestly didn’t know how to respond to that, verbally…but your body decided to respond for you.

Closing the gap between you quickly and kissing him. You didnt know what overcame your morality in that moment but it felt good. Your heart now beating out of your chest.

“Uh-Er,” you tried to make any excuse as to why you kissed him, but sadly couldn’t come up with anything other than. “Sorry-“

“Don’t be sorry, YN,” his hand firmly gripped your waist and pulled you back in to kiss you again.

+++

You zone out one hand on the doorknob the other holding your house key. “Is it weird that I feel weird about inviting you inside.” You laughed. “You practically live at my house.”

“You know i think this time, it’s just different,” his words not matching the intense feeling that flooded into your core. “I don’t have to come in, I had a really good time YN, I-“ he caught himself before he said anything. Not wanting to say it and then have you regret everything in the morning, just to get hurt. Nothing would hurt more than that. So he chose not to say it.

“I love you Eren,” shocked by what you so effortlessly said, you examined his reaction. Trying not to misinterpret his expression. His face lit up, as if he had never heard you say it before, not like this, this time he knew you felt it the way he did.

It don't matter, be combative or be sweet cherry pie It don't matter just as long as I get all you tonight

At that moment, Eren took a risk, kissing you this time with a hint of lust. Patiently, he waited for your cue deepening the kiss and slightly moaning in his mouth. That was it. He knew he had you. His efforts of today paying off by the sweet aftertaste of fro yo on your lips.

You blindly unlock your front door, Eren hungrily placing kisses over your neck and shoulder. You led him back into your living room, kicking off your heals while still managing to tug and pull his bottom lip in between your teeth. Guiding him all the way to your bedroom. Where this date originated from just hours ago.

So deep, your DNA's being messed with my touch Can’t beat us So real, fueling the fire until we combust Can’t touch us

Eren fell to his knees the moment your dress slipped off your body and onto the floor, he peppered kisses up your thigh, worshipping your body. Chills fell down your spine as the warmth of his breath closed in on your inner thighs. He dug his face in your sex, pulling the lace fabric that was in his way to the side. Kissing softly at your exposed skin. His fingers snuck behind you, feeling your curves, before hooking and pulling off your panties entirely. He looked up at you, grinning, before diving back into your flesh. Kissing and sucking gently on your skin.

His tongue dipped between your folds, his fingers moved from your thighs, now spreading you further open for him to devour your pussy. You gasped and moaned, finding balance with a fist full of his hair, making it a disheveled mess. You found yourself grinding instinctively on his tongue, chasing the growing pleasure in your core. Fuck.

The guilt that you let take a backseat behind your lust made the high of your orgasm sinfully better.

You watch him lick you up, through fluttering lashes. You’re now coming fully undone for him. Eren smiles, growing cocky. If he can get you coming just with his tongue, he can have you screaming for him at the end of the night. He stood up ,“You taste fucking amazing YN,” Ushering you to the bed, you laid back putting on a beautiful display for him, spreading your legs proudly. Inviting him back in, he leaned down devouring you once more. Sucking gently on the bundle of sensitive nerves earning sounds of praise from you.

He took care of your pussy so well, being mindful of what you liked and didn’t. Paying attention to your moans, you got louder and more breathy when his tongue dipped inside your entrance. You found yourself coming again for him, singing his name instead of Jeans. A newfound guilty pleasure erupted from your core along with a flow of juices. You gasped never have experienced a climax like this before. Eren relished in your wetness, soaking in your arousal.

“Can you do that again for me Valentine?” He sounded so eager, it made your knees weak. Blush painted your cheeks, he was quick to pull you back into his mouth. Fleeting feelings of embarrassment and guilt floated away. Your body listening to his pleas, unraveling waves of pleasure onto his tongue again and again.

Valentine

Part two mayhaps, It’s bedtime - Ivy

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louellaby · 6 months

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FORGET-ME-NOT

REPLACED!MC AU

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W A R N I N G

May contain bad grammar, limited vocabulary, and OOC characters. Please mind that English is not my first language, and it takes a lot of courage for me to post due to my anxiety and paranoia.

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E P I L O G U E

「 I'm Right Here! 」

"Y-You're not really going to k-k-k... m-me, are you? I know you won't...! Y-You are all a bunch of sweethearts, after all, and you're all just messing with me right now! Y-You can't do this to me...!"

"Have you forgotten, Lady Soley? They're demons. And with one command from me, you'd be gone."

In the Devildom, the lives of the demons continued on as usual. The streets were bustling with noise, the shops full of customers, the forests as quiet as they have ever been, and the servants of the castle were all busy preparing for an upcoming festival which should bring more cheer to the realm. But in that particular castle, a man sighed deeply as he eyed the paper that slowly crumpled in his grasp.

"That's the 16th sigh this minute, Lucifer," Diavolo lightly chuckled as he watched his friend with an apologetic look. The prince knew what Lucifer was extremely bothered with.

It had already been four weeks since school ended. Everyone should be on vacation, including Lucifer and Diavolo, but they couldn't stay away from this specific problem. Why? Because it was the case of their failed human exchange student, Soley Day, who was thought to have disappeared months ago during their trip. That's right, no one outside the group knew what really happened to her. It's all a big secret.

"What are we going to do about this, Diavolo?" Lucifer sighed once more before dropping the paper on the table and leaning back on his chair. He tried to soothe his headache by rubbing his temples, hanging his head to the back. "I'm supposed to be on a trip with my family, and you told me two months ago that you would handle this on your own."

"I know, I'm sorry, but I really need your help on this one. I thought I could handle it, but it turns out this is a bigger problem that we hoped for, considering everyone's wondering where Soley has disappeared to. It has become a huge headache."

"Yeah, I can feel that." Lucifer sat up straight again and looked at his friend. "Does the Celestial Realm have a problem with this as well?"

Diavolo shook his head, "No. For reasons unknown to me, they left this one alone. The only problem now lies in Soley's family."

"I see, so that's what's bothering you. Despite their title, they're still just humans, Diavolo. It would be easy to deceive them."

"... Do you really think that that's the only way left to go?" The prince got bothered by Lucifer's reason. He knew Lucifer was getting impatient that he'd suggest something like this, but... is that really what it has come to? Deceiving humans who he wanted to gain the trust of?

A lot of time has passed. Eventually, even Diavolo understood how irritable Lucifer has become, the more the paperwork kept piling on and on. And so, the Avatar of Pride was dismissed for the day.

"You know, it's rare for you to admit you want to spend time with your family," teased Diavolo, enjoying the sight of Lucifer's face turning red as the man got up from his seat.

"My family is important to me, Diavolo. Every single one of those seven; they're all important to me. That will never change." Lucifer left the room, hurrying back home where seven people were waiting in chaos for him to return.

"Family, huh..?"

"Mother! Father! I'm back!" A certain girl with light orange hair and lime green eyes exclaimed, excitedly running out of a limousine and rushing into the arms of her awaiting parents.

"Soley! Welcome home! We were so worried about you! So, so worried!"

"I told you you didn't have to worry so much. I'm fine and in one piece." The girl then looked towards the man who stood behind her parents. "Heath!" She ran past the couple and jumped into the man's arms; an action that surprised both the man and the couple, along with the other servants surrounding them.

It was the first time in a very long while that their young lady showed any closeness or emotion towards her butler. While most were happy about this unexpected development, some were suspicious. Nevertheless, everyone was happy with the events, and her parents were so proud of her.

Little did anyone know, a translucent figure with tears in her eyes was watching them up close.

"Mother! Father! Heath! That's not me! Everyone! Listen to me! I'm right here!"

Despite her constant shouting, her unbearable protests, her desperate efforts in making them notice her; not one of them reacted to her presence. Every time she tried to touch any of them, her hand went through their bodies as if they were made of air; but it was, in fact, her own figure that was the problem.

"Come, Soley, we prepared a party for your return. All of your friends are here, and they can't wait to see you!"

"Alright, I'm coming, but after the party, can we have our own time together? You know, as a family?"

Once again, everyone around them was taken aback. Even the invisible form of her, who cringed at the suggestion.

Everyone knew Soley wasn't one to spend time with her parents anymore. Not since she grew up and had her own friends that she called her family. Because of the surprise, Soley's parents hugged the girl with tears in their eyes. They were so happy to hear that their precious daughter wanted to be with them again that they didn't even question anything. The ghost just watched it happen; her claws digging into her arms and her biting her lip in frustration.

"How dare that fake steal all the attention meant for me... I refuse to take this!"

That day had been a difficult one for the young lady. She watched in pain as her impostor lived the life that was meant to be hers. She did her best trying to get just anyone to notice her. Most painfully, she watched as the fake walked through the halls of the place she called home, with the man she held closest to her heart.

"Heath, I have a question."

"Yes, my lady?"

The two of them were in Soley's room. Heath was helping the lady prepare for the grand party happening later that day.

"What would you do if someone confessed their romantic feelings for you?"

"Oh, no. No, no, no. You're not doing this to me."

The butler dropped the brush he was holding, freezing in place as he locked eyes through the mirror with the girl in front of him. "I, uhm, I-I beg your pardon?"

"If someone confessed to you, what would you do?"

"Heath, don't answer that!"

The more the questions popped up, the wider Heath's eyes went. His brows furrowed. He suspected everything would've been a joke, but the look in Soley's eyes told him they weren't. And so, putting his heart on his sleeve, he opened his mouth in response.

"I suppose it would depend on my own feelings as well, my lady."

"What do you mean?"

"I will be happy and accept the confession of the person if I also feel the same way for them as they do for me."

"But if you don't, then..."

"Then, no, I'm afraid."

The lady sitting in front of the mirror removed her gaze from Heath and placed it on another. Soley's ghost gasped in surprise when she realised her impostor was staring directly at her, a smirk on her face forming before she opened her mouth and spoke to the butler again, her eyes not looking away from the spirit.

"What about me?"

"... my lady?"

Soley got off the chair and approached the butler, who stood still in confusion. She reached out and held both of his hands in hers, longingly staring at his eyes.

"What if I tell you, Heath, that I have feelings for you? Would you accept them?"

"My Lady, I—"

"Don't worry about your job, Heath. It's secure, and I'll keep it that way no matter your answer. I just want to know how you feel about me."

"No, please. Don't do this to me...! Y-You can't take Heath away from me, ple—"

"I..." The butler paused for a moment. And at that moment, all of his precious memories with his lady rushed through his head, displaying themselves one-by-one.

Heath stared into Soley's eyes just as she had hoped he would. His breathing quickened the more he realised the weight of the situation. But that was a moment he had always been waiting for. The moment he thought would never come. Not even in a million years.

"... I love you, Soley."

"What do you suppose happened to Soley's soul up in the human world?"

"Everything went according to plan, Young Master. Lady Soley had seen her life taken away from her, including the one she felt romantic feelings for. She is currently on a breakdown as we speak."

"What about MC?"

"MC is doing better than before. Their bond with the brothers has deepened greatly."

"Good. Perfect. ..... It's time to find a new exchange student. This time, let's hope they won't be as troublesome as the previous one. And even if they are, we can count on MC to handle it."

"Of course, my Lord. I will prepare the papers."

The moment the Seven Rulers of the Underworld and their human master returned from their family vacation, they were met with stacks and stacks of papers with information about new candidates for the exchange program. As the prince and his butler expected, a tsunami of complaints and disagreements washed over them. After a long while of discussions, everyone agreed to close the exchange program temporarily until they could find the perfect students for it.

Little did they know, a human sorcerer was watching them from his crystal ball in the human world. The moment his deep blue eyes glowed, a piece of paper appeared in his hands. He studied its contents for a moment before placing it in an envelope, a smile appearing on his face as he held the letter out towards the white raven that rested on its perch.

"Deliver this to the prince of the Devildom. Tell him I'm interested in his so-called exchange program."

"Your wish is my command, Lord Ceowald."

「 LOUE'S LETTER | THE END.

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Loue's Note:

Whether you've been here since the beginning, or you've just stumbled upon this story recently, I thank you so, so much for taking the time to read this! Thank you for the ones who supported me all the way (you know who you are) ! I'm really grateful for the wonderful reactions I've received! ♡♡♡

Forget-Me-Not has reached its end; but just as one story ends, another one begins. I hope you look forward to my next replaced mc au!

I give you lots of hugs and wish you the sweetest of dreams whenever you fall asleep.

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#Forget-Me-Not #obey me #obey me angst #obey me shall we date #obey me replaced mc au #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos

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barsformars · 2 months

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A Little More

g - fluff

p - jongho x gn!reader

w.c - 1.2k

t.w - none

a.n - i wrote this back in 2020??? i found it in my notion drafts so i edited it a lil bit and decided to post it (i dont think ive posted this? i couldnt find it on my page)

You tapped your feet impatiently to a made-up rhythm in your head, constantly glancing up at the clock hanging on the wall right behind your teacher. Urgh, class was supposed to end 16 minutes ago.

"Are we going to miss it?" Jongho turned to ask even though he had already guessed that judging from the way you were acting.

"If she doesn't stop talking right now," you leaned in slightly and replied softly, not wanting to get caught talking in class. That would just mean getting held back a little longer than you would like to. "Gosh, I'm not even absorbing an-“

You pause at the sudden quietness of the classroom, looking up to see Ms Kang with her arms folded across her chest. Uh-oh.

But before she even has a chance to call the both of you out, Jongho raises his hand, making up a lie on the spot as an excuse. "Sorry, they were explaining a question to me!" He nudges you with his elbow, which was your cue to apologise as well so that Ms Kang would just get over it.

"Alright, but next time don't discuss while I'm speaking. Got it?"

"Yep!" You rolled your eyes playfully at your table partner, he has a way of always getting out of trouble. It was just impossible for anyone to dislike him, and all the grown-ups just absolutely adore him.

Thankfully for the both of you (and everybody else), Ms Kang decided that there was no point in carrying on the lesson any further. She said that everyone looked 'too dead on the inside' which wasn't not true at all. It's just the case when school had started as early as 7.30 in the morning, only ending now at 5pm (or rather 5.20pm).

You stuffed all your belongings into your bag hurriedly before helping Jongho with his. Why does he always have a pile of loose notes and books under his table? Now, if it wasn't for how early the sunsets were nowadays now that it’s winter, you wouldn't be rushing him. You never liked pressuring anyone in any way.

"If we miss it today, we can just catch it tomorrow or whenever, you know." It wasn't that Jongho didn't like you rushing him, in fact, he doesn't mind it at all. He just rather not see you stressing over something so minor so unnecessarily.

Jongho had a point, but you really wanted to see the sunset today for whatever reason. Or actually there were many reasons. You know how there's always one week in the month where the sunsets just hit different from the other days? That's what you have observed at least, even if you didn't have any scientific information to back it up or prove that was really the case. Anyways, to put it short, the sunsets recently have been extra pretty and if you don't catch it today, you'll have to wait another month. Why? You have classes that extend way past 5 o'clock starting tomorrow.

And besides, you couldn’t wait any longer. As curious as you were hopeful, you really wanted to know who Jongho had caught feelings for. He promised he would tell you on a day the sunset is exceptionally beautiful.

"We still have a little more time left," you said, not bothering to explain your thoughts to Jongho. It's too much effort to try and properly formulate your thoughts into coherent sentences.

"Alright, let's go then." Without any warning, Jongho takes hold of your wrist, pulling you along with him as the both of you ran down the hallway, then the 8 flights of stairs and finally to the open field at the back of the campus.

After all the panting and gasping for air, you tilted your head upwards only to be greeted by light grey clouds filling up the sky. The golden rays of the sunset were barely peeking out from the back despite it extending out like roots greedy for nutrients in the soil.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and checked the time, hoping that maybe this was only the starting and not the end. "They say the sun sets in 6 minutes, so I guess we just wait?" You suggested, already seated on the floor before Jongho could process your words.

He remained standing, looking down at you with narrowed eyes. There was definitely something wrong with whatever you had just said but Jongho couldn't tell if he or you were the stupid one here. "I think that means the sky goes dark then, no? Like when the sun completely sets....." His voice trails off as you tugged at the sleeve of his uniform to get him to sit down as well.

"I don't know, but no harm in waiting just a little while more."

"I guess," Jongho said with a shrug of his shoulders.

But a lot of things can happen in just a little while. For example, Jongho might just muster up a little more courage in this peaceful silence to confess his feelings for you. And in this little while, an amazing friendship could very possibly end, unless you saw him as a little more than only a friend.

Jongho decides not to take the risk just yet; there's no harm in waiting just a little while more. Just a little more, when he can be a little more sure of your feelings as well.

"What's with this weird atmosphere?" You joked, an attempt to ignore how fast your heart was racing right now. Lucky for Jongho, you were too busy calming yourself down that you missed the way his body immediately tensed up at your question.

"Uhm, I'm guessing that's-" Jongho points up at the sky that was very far from spectacular-"all today's sunset has to offer." That wasn't the best way to break the awkward silence but oh well...

"Can we wait 5 more minutes?" You had almost lost all hope at this point but you never know what might happened in the next few minutes. Maybe Jongho would finally decide to let you in on his crush's identity as he had promised. Because if he doesn't, then you might. And if it so happens that your feelings for him aren't reciprocated, you were only going to burden him with your feelings. You don't want that, but right now you're barely holding yourself back. "Do you even remember what you promised me?"

"The thing about my crush?"

"Mhmm..."

"Yea, I remember. But today's sunset isn't it." Jongho sighed as he leaned back on his hands, staring up at the now dark sky. "Just wait a little while more."

"Well, but I don't want to miss the timing just like we did with the sunset today so I'll just say it." Your voice was shakier but in no way more timid than usual, perhaps it was the adrenaline that was rushing through your veins right now. Because right now, you couldn't care less about the weight and consequences of your words.

"Choi Jongho, I really like you a lot."

#ateez #ateez fluff #ateez reactions #ateez fic #ateez writing #ateez scenario #ateez drabbles #ateez blurbs #jongho #jongho fluff

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spoopydooblr · 3 months

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My King Will Be Kind Chapter 13 / Kendall Roy x OC

an: yeahhhhhhhh this is it. THIS IS IT .... i cant believe ive been writing this for over ten months and its been a joy! thank you for being along this ride with me. every time i thought about giving up i would get some sweet ass message from one of yall and i would decide to write again.

stay tuned for more ... hehe

tw: smut, piv, mentions of unalive, mentions of death, mentions of drug use

The second time Kendall appeared at Stella's doorstep was a few days later. He had been in Barbados with the Sibs and Caroline, trying to lock in the CEO position.

Somehow, she again ended up on the counter, his hands roaming around her body. Her pants were pulled down to her knees, the flesh of her thighs hitting the countertop.

He stuck his head under her shirt, kissing and tickling her chest with his tongue. Stella swore he came over int he early morning hours so he could catch her in sweats and no bra. Her body was easy access to him, then.

"Ah!" She laughed. "Ken, stop!"

He nipped at her stomach, lowering his mouth to the waistband of her underwear.

"Seriously. Kendall."

He looked up at her, brown eyes begging for permission. "What, pretty girl?" His lips curved into a smile.

"You can't just keep barging into my place in the middle of the night."

"Uh, yeah I can."

Stella shooed him away from her pussy and sat up. "We're fighting, remember?"

"I don't think we are." He smirked at her.

She scoffed, turning to get off the counter, but his hands were still clamped down on her thighs. "Okay, well, you can't keep doing this. You didn't even tell me how Barbados went." She trailed off, seeing the light shine in his eyes at the mention of Barbados.

"Well I was going to tell you after I fucked you into oblivion, but I guess you ruined the surprise."

"What?"

"You know when I told you Dad named me CEO?"

She nodded.

"Well Roman and I convinced Shiv to veto the deal. We're fucking Lukas and GoJo." He took her hands into his. She was still just wearing her underwear and big t-shirt. "It's me."

"For real this time?"

He nodded. "Yeah. For fucking real."

Her voice dropped, whispering, "You promise?"

"Yeah."

"So what happens next?"

"Well..." He move closer to her, lips ghosting over her neck. "I'm gonna be fucking CEO. And I can do whatever I want..." He bit down on the spot between her collarbone and her neck. She could feel him, half-hard, pressed against her thigh.

"Mmm." Stella hummed as he reached under her shirt yet again.

"And then I get to spoil you, for real." Kendall pulled her shirt over her head, nuzzling his face against her neck. "You'll never have to pay for anything. You can do whatever, be whatever."

She moaned. The thought of being undeniably rich turned her on. Their relationship was real, of course, but so was his money. The concept of never having to pay for anything ever again would be attractive to anyone. His lips attached to her nipple, pulling slightly with his teeth.

"Wait, Ken," She could feel him getting harder and knew he was aching to fuck her.

"Hm?" He looked up from his spot, making hickeys all over her chest.

"Can we, uh, do it in the bed?"

He grinned. "You wanna make love, Stella girl?"

She shrugged, the blush creeping up her face. "I just feel like we're always on the move."

They both knew that if Kendall became CEO, he would be on the move a lot more, unfortunately.

"I know, baby." He helped her down from her spot on the counter and led her to the bedroom. Stella was basically naked as her back hit the sheets. Kendall looked down at her, working on his shirt.

She could barely wait, writhing around on the sheets, begging for him to touch her.

"So impatient..." He hummed, shrugging off his button down. Her hands grasped at his belt, undoing it and pulling it through the loops. She pulled down his pants--shaking fingers caressed the tip of his dick through his briefs.

"Ahh, Stell..." Kendall gasped at the sudden contact. He had been holding it in, but playing with her tits had made him incredibly hard. She reached in, palming him as he got on top of her.

"I love you." Stella moaned as he bit down on her shoulder.

"Ah, uh, I love you too." He stuttered as she took him in her hand, pumping his length. She flipped them over, kissing down his neck. Her body flushed against his, she positioned herself at him and sunk down on his dick, agonizingly slow.

Kendall tried to say something but choked on his words as her plush core took him in. It took all of his strength not to thrust up and stuff himself in.

Stella moaned at the fullness she felt already. They hadn't had sex in a bit and she was always so tight. Half-way in, she sunk down lower, thrusting herself onto him. She let out a small whimper, nails scratching his chest.

"You good, ah," Kendall's vision was clouded as she sank down all the way. "You good baby?"

She nodded, tears of pleasure falling down her face. It already felt so good, she could barely move. "Fuck."

Kendall wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down into him. He thrusted up into her, slowly.

"Feel good?" He whispered in her ear.

She nodded, "Ah," He hit a spot deep inside of her. "Yes!"

His pace quickened and he flipped her over, taking in the sight of her. Stella was fucked out, lips swollen and core throbbing. He almost came at the sight of her under him. Kendall reached between them, his thumb finding her clit.

Stella cried out, one hand on his shoulder and the other gripping the sheets. "It's too much..."

His lips attached to her neck, pelvis thrusting into hers as hard as he could.

"You can do it for me, baby." He breathed. "C'mon."

Her arms wrapped around his neck, grabbing at nothing. He hit deeper in her core, her stomach clenching with each thrust.

Stella's legs started to shake as Kendall grunted, thrusts getting sloppier. "I'm gonna come in you, okay?"

She nodded. "Okay."

His thumb lazily traced circles around her clit, hips stuttering against hers. After too much time away, he wasn't lasting long.

"Gonna...ah..." Kendall gasped against her flesh, warmth filling her stomach. He mumbled something that sounded like 'oh fuck' as he released, relief coming out of him in waves. She still loved him, even with his flaws.

Watching him come undone pushed Stella to her own high, her walls flush against him, pulsing. Her mouth dropped open, a silent scream taking over her as Kendall took them over the edge.

"Never leave me, okay?" He looked down at her, chests heaving.

"I'm not going to leave you, Ken." She touched his chin. "No matter what happens."

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The next time she saw him was on tv, two mornings later. It was 10 AM and she hadn't heard from him yet, which was not a good sign.

Stella checked her phone as she turned her tv to ATN News.

"Oh shit..." She muttered under her breath.

"TOM WAMBSGANS NAMED US CEO OF WAYSTAR ROYCO" A headline read.

#KendallRoy was trending on Twitter.

if i were @RealKendallRoy i would kill myself

Tom Wambsgans for ceo? Random but ok...#gojo

#KendallRoy is probably fuming

She called him, obviously, but it went straight to voicemail. Stella got up from her couch and paced her apartment, unsure of what to do. Kendall was nothing without the company. What was he going to do now? Sure, he had the money and resources to do anything, but his family's company was everything to him.

Stella ran through the hall, phone in one hand, the other grabbing a jacket and pants.

"Roman!" Stella was shocked he actually picked up.

"How did you get this number?" He sounded drunk.

"Where is he?"

"I don't know. Probably floating dead in the Hudson somewhere by now."

"Roman."

"Battery Park, probably. That's where Dad used to go."

"Okay, okay." She stopped, trying to sound as normal as she could. Tears were threatneing to fall, though. "Is he...uh...--"

"Is he good? Uh, no, well, yeah, he is not good. He'll probably be dead or knee deep in coke by the end of the night. Probably both."

"Great. Thanks."

"My advice, Stella?"

She was quiet for a second.

"Get the fuck out while you can." He said. "Seriously. Like, you're young, you're an actress or whatever, so you'll be okay. Let Ken destroy himself."

"What?" Roman wasn't wrong. She was young. She had her whole life ahead of her, and couldn't be the sad wife of a coke-head. Was saving him worth it?

"He'll promise you sobriety, but he always lies. Rava figured it out too late, I guess. You can get out now. Out before you're like, legally tied to him or something."

"And you're just going to let him die?"

"Ah, I'll be here when he inevitably gets out of rehab."

"But I should leave?"

"I'm his brother, I have to stay."

But could she?

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Kendall sat on a bench in Battery Park, Colin standing behind him on not-so-secret suicide watch.

The early winter air blew in his face as he contemplated his next move.

Kendall stared out into the horizon. Everyone had betrayed him.

He swore he heard footsteps behind him, but the harshness of reality hit. No one was coming.

The footsteps, however, got closer.

Stella walked past Colin and put her hand on Kendall's shoulder. He flinched, but couldn't look at her. He recognized her by the YSL Libre she wore.

"I told you I wasn't going to leave."

#kendall roy #kendall roy x oc #kendall roy x reader #succession #kendall succession

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bbarican · 5 months

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i just realized na i can afford already to buy the bag ive been dying to get from beyond the vines

originally kasi binili na siya ng mom ko for me pero since it was still incoming we were okay with waiting for it pero it didnt arrive on the month the branch promised so we got impatient and asked for a refund instead

but lo and behold after like another month or two, naging available na ulit siya and i think mas may constant stock na sila now sa rockwell

siguro check ko if may stock nga ng mga gusto ko na colors then lets go from there?

but help me decide! do i buy the bag ot wag na kasi ang dami ko naman nang bag? but i really really really want this bag 🥺

#help

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diorsbrando · 1 year

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can u imagine drunk!dan being impatient and fucking you in an empty alley behind the bar. can u. can u can u CAN U IMAGINE!?!?

LINA UR. UR BRAAINNNN i literally love it so much i wanna swim in it omg. DRUNK DAAANNN??? the fact he’d let himself go like that is one thing in itself entirely😩 but then him being so needy, so aroused just by your grins and soft laughs next to him, that he can’t help but take you in a public place???? like such a depraved, horny, shell of a man. OMGG I WANT HIM NEOOWWW. @touyyes baby look! ive come to feed u !!!

cause it’s like this: he invited you—his pretty girl, his whole world— as his plus one to this dinner him and his colleagues had planned the month before. it wasn’t a super fancy thing, but you still put an effort into how you looked, sporting a silk blouse, black pencil skirt, ur favorite pair of clear heels that showed of your pedicure ( that dan willingly paid for ) and the necklace he gifted you for your birthday a few months prior. it was semi formal, but you looked gorgeous and dan could not keep his eyes off you the moment you emerged from ‘your room’ back at his apartment. his facial expression was blank as usual, but he felt his cheeks flush a burning red, his throat dry and a pulsing twitch in his nether region. he had some self control though, remembering that you two promised to be at this friendly gathering but damn, was he fighting the urge to call his subordinates and cancel on them. dan was so obsessed with you in everything you wore and everything you did, that self control he was so confident in waned and chipped away every moment that passed.

it faded with every glance in his direction, every saccharine syllable that left your glossy lips ( whether it was about/directed towards him or not ), every accidental brush of your skin against his tailored suit, and with every sip of. . . . whatever this drink was that he consumed. he was sure it was wine at one point, and then more drinks appeared that more resembled liquor. his detective mind churned and turned, him gradually tuning out conversation from you and his colleagues as he tried to figure out what exactly this feeling was that brewed in his chest, why his body temperature skyrocketed at the smallest interaction with you. drunk!dan was the quiet kind of drunk, preferring to listen and observe more than usual, but he was also the risky kind of drunk, where all his morals and inhibitions were nonexistent. and those inhibitions turned to dust in your beautiful, bright presence. he unconsciously loosened his tie, letting his strong collarbone and neck show as he more shamelessly eyed your throat , his gaze shifting to admire your cleavage and the jewelry that hung above it. have your breasts always been that big?, he wondered to himself. has your body always looked so…ethereal ? so heaven-like and luscious? drunk!dan continued to feel feverish with lust and liquor until it was noticeable by everyone at the table.

everyone had thought he was sick, so they insisted they call it a night and should head on home. you gave him a soft smile—apologetic or teasing he wasn’t sure— but what he was sure of was that he couldn’t hold back any longer. he wanted— needed to pounce on you. he needed to resolve this drunken stupor he slipped and fell in. you were the solution but there was no way he could possibly wait until the two of you got home, it would drive him insane. so there the two of you were, shrouded in the darkness of the night and obscured by the building, dan had your skirt damn near dangling around your ankles as he pistoned his hips in and out of your warm, tight entrance. he was strong, so strong he was able to support your weight against the wall, and push his cock that much deeper. the pace was rough and fast, the slapping sound his balls made against the curve of your supple ass was loud and embarrassing, you were sure someone would hear if they got close enough. but he not you couldnt find in yourselves to care. drool seeped from the opening in your mouth as his thrusts seemed to get deeper, his warm breath tickling your neck which also made you incredibly hot. one intentional, drawn out grind of his hips into your sloppy cunt ripped a pornographic mewl of his name from your throat and he immediately stuffed his now discarded tie in your mouth. “shhh, pretty girl. ya g…gotta keepquiet...! h-have some decency will ya?” his words were choppy and slurred, but him scolding YOU for not having any decency was laughable , but it nonetheless made u clench around your boyfriend even tighter <3

#—sosa’s thoughts💭#moots :)#🍫—asks!#soshiina #i apologize for this #i ….could have made this into a full fic if i wanted to bc LOOK HOW MUCH I WROTE #smut was rushing im sorry about that #but like UMMMM I NEED ME A DAN HIROKI #dan hiroki supremacy 🛐

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