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goldenhypen · 9 months

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→ ENHYPEN’S RED FLAGS !! ⚠︎

PAIRING | ot7 x fem!reader

GENRE | crack

WORD COUNT | 1.3k

WARNINGS | mentions of food; reader is referred to as “girl”; i’m pretty sure it’s fine but it is possible i made mistakes w the tenses (i’m still tryna get used to writing more in present tense T-T)

DISCLAIMER | THIS IS NOT IN ANY WAY A FORM OF HATE TOWARDS ENHYPEN (pls i love these boys w my entire being how could i) this is a joke so don’t take this too seriously lol

A/N | had the time of my life choosing pics for the moodboard btw they had me out here cackling at 3 am (first red flag: i’m out here losing sleep bc of them !! smh)

이희승 ! HEESEUNG

too handsome… how can you stand to look at that devilishly handsome face without ever passing out due to lack of oxygen in your lungs when he’s always taking your breath away?! also y’all become way too popular; people are always staring at you two (not only heeseung but you too obviously 😏), it’s tiring being so famous yk 🙄

good at everything… it’s lowk invigorating sometimes bc he’s always outdoing you in everything. when you play games, he’s beating you; when you’re having fun at karaoke, he’s always out-singing you or showing off with his fancy riffs and harmonies; when you’re playing sports together, he always has a way of beating you, no matter what the sport. he even manages to do better at the simple task of making ramyeon. and we all know that’s only to list a few. it’s just so tiring having such a perfect bf 😔

박종성 ! JAY

jawline is too sharp… you cup his jaw as you kiss him then suddenly you hurt your hand on his sharp jawline !! it’s not fair that you have to sacrifice your hands every day just because he looks so good.

cooks for everyone… because he cooks so much, you can’t just be hanging out watching him be all hot and sexy as he cooks for everyone all the time !! you’ve had enough of back hugging him, cheek pressed against his firm back muscles (they’re so strong, it hurts your face !!), or smelling and eating all the delicious food,,, you just wanna spend alone time with your man, without the kitchen as the third wheel :’D your bf is just so husband material, and being able to provide for everyone aside from just you and him is just so, totally, very much, rlly unattractive (that’s sarcastic btw i actually couldn’t come up w any negative points to this why would anyone hate that about him-)

심재윤 ! JAKE

always has his tongue hanging outside of his mouth or his teeth sunk into his bottom lip with a smirk… no wonder my man always has ulcers lol jk i have no idea how that actually works,, but you can never kiss him cuz his mouth hurts !! but he’s too hot for you to handle anyways so- sometimes he’ll be all seductive with that smirk after swiftly swiping his tongue over his lips and you have to literally take a moment to compose yourself before he wraps his hands around your waist, biting his bottom lip before leaning in to kiss you,, oh my heart :’>

loves his dog too much… sure, loving layla taught him ways on how to love on his own future girl, but you didn’t realize how long it would take him to transfer the title of his most favourite girl from layla to you. you were always competing with a dog and yes, she’s cute but how was this fair?! so let’s just say it took many years of hard work and determination until you finally stole that hard earned title.

박성훈 ! SUNGHOON

doesn’t hang out with enough girls… so he has no experience when it comes to dating you. even before dating you, he was basically a total clutz. not being around girls enough made him feel nervous whenever he was around them due to lack of experience. and so whenever it came to you at first, he was always a nervous wreck and super awkward. and even after dating you, though he is so much better and confident, he still has his slip ups and tends to get super shy whenever you make him flustered (which occurs a lot more often than you’d imagine)! alexa play ‘super shy’ by newjeans 👖

too funny… he randomly comes out with these stupidly funny jokes or comments that make you laugh so hard, it makes your tummy, cheeks and lungs hurt. whenever you tell him you’re gonna die of laughter, you’re not joking.

김선우 ! SUNOO

too sassy… like why does he always have to react with his eye rolls or side eyes whenever you tease him, with that snarky scoff. and then when he’d tease you back, he’d just take the remarks to a whole other level. but occasionally this sass would be used in your favour; whenever a friend would tease you, he’d always get very defensive and have the best comebacks. actually depending on how close you two are with the friend, he once in a while would take the side of your friend and just tease you harder.

perfect figure… he outdoes you all the time. like sunoo give us ladies a chance to shine?? he’s always stealing the spotlight, it’s annoying sometimes !! 🙄 like yes, you (y/n) are always hot and super attractive (self confidence!!! you deserve to love yourself 😌) but for some reason people are always complimenting sunoo’s body instead of yours. but let me let you in on a little secret… it’s only because it’s obvious you’re the one who’s clearly more physically attractive. and who states the obvious these days anyway? hmph 😌

양정원 ! JUNGWON

too loveable… in other words,, there’s nothing to ever (playfully) hate on him with or tease him about !! so boring 👎👎👎 like you just constantly wanna love on him. he can be teasing you about an embarrassing moment of yours that happened just a couple minutes ago, and then you try to think of a comeback but then you take one glimpse into his eyes and suddenly you’re melting on the spot as your mind is wiped of everything you could’ve ever thought up in one quick moment. and suddenly you can only think about the things about him that give you warm, fluffy feelings. HE COULD BE DOING THE BARE MINIMUM AND YOURE FULL HEART EYES FOR HIM he’s just perfect. so unfair and so not fun 👎👎

duality… DOES HE EVEN UNDERSTAND THAT HE SHOULD HAVE YOUR HEART TO LOOK AFTER ???? like what about your well being ??? how about YOUR FEELINGS ???? like you’re constantly being emotionally pulled this way and that cuz one second he’ll be the cutest bf ever with his bread cheeks and fluffy smile when all of a sudden he has a dance to practice and all of a sudden he’s in performance mode, and his duality is just insane !!! is that even the same jungwonie that was with you just a second ago ???? i think not !!! smh

西村力 ! NI-KI

too tall; doesn’t stop growing… (if he’s a lot taller than you) how are you gonna kiss him?? how is he gonna kiss you?? no but even if he isn’t a lot taller than you now, this boy doesn’t stop growing. you won’t admit it but it’s actually really romantic and hot the way he’d do things to match your heights, such as the other day when he carried you onto the counter, stood between your legs, and pressed his lips against yours in the hottest kiss you’ve ever shared. it’s simply not okay ???

too good of a dancer… outdoes you in every dance game. like riki at least give us a chance??? i mean sometimes he does, but the competitive side of him always wins and he just ends up beating you anyways like always 🙄 also getting to watch him on stage is like seeing a whole other riki. you mostly know him for his goofy personality, but whenever you get to see him perform, he switches that off and enters his alter ego and it has to be the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. so you get the best of both worlds… which obviously isn’t healthy for your heart ???

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paigebueckersmommy · 1 month

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paige x injured or sick gf headcannons

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paige bueckers x injured!fem!reader

warnings: fluff, suggestive

alexa play anything she wants by bryson tiller, becuase when i tell you this woman will get you any and very thing you need or want she will. will literally do anything for you when your hurt and just in general.

makes you cute little baskets with all your favorite things, and stuffed animals 😭😭

she understands if you wanna be alone becuase of the pain your in but wants to spend every waking moment with you to make sure you never have to lift a pinky if you need something

will try to make you ‘feel better’ by kissing your neck but really she’s just teasing uou.

try’s to act tough around her team when she’s not with you and she’s hurt but she’s such a softie. will say something in a baby voice, “but what if she needs water right now? i don’t want her to have to get it herself she might get even more hurt,” and get bullied

not really injured but if your on your period she will do anything to make you less miserable. craving something? she’ll get it.

will literally cry she feels so bad if she can’t be there for you if you don’t feel good, she’s always facetiming you if she can’t be with you

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nctsplug02 · 7 months

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I Wanna Make You Scream j.j

GENRE: smut, second chance

WARNINGS: cnc, ghost face (scream) mask, kissing, no foreplay, breast play, dry humping, doggy-style, missionary, unprotected sex, hair pulling, cheating, deceiving, and spanking.

“yeah,” you set down the piping bag and sigh. “i know, babe. i’ll see you in a bit?” your boyfriend, mark, says a yes and i love you before hanging up.

“i gotta finish this cake up,” you tell yourself and pick the piping back up, again.

you color in the black eyes and ask alexa to play your music. “you hear a creature creepin’ up up behind. you’re out of time— ‘cause i got this thriller!” you sing and bob your head.

“thriller night— there ain’t no second chance.” you take a step back and look at the cake, giving a smile when seeing how nice it looked.

“now for writing,” you sigh and switch to the piping bag with a smaller tip. “don’t fuck up, y/n.” you tell yourself and begin to pipe out a sentence that matched with the cake.

thriller ends and another song plays.

“i…” you emphasize and write cursively. “wanna…” you stick out your tongue and squint your eyes. “make…” you rearrange your placing on the piping bag. “you—fuck!” you hiss when the frosting pops and explodes a bit.

take your time, y/n.

you nod and refocus on the cake before mark got to your place. “you…” you pipe again and ignore the small mistake.

the cardboard platter it was on was already black so it didn’t matter since it blended in perfectly.

“scream…” you finish off and set down the piping bag with a huff. “finally,” you groan and start cleaning up your mess.

after cleaning, you turn back to your cake and the blob of black frosting has you staring at it for a good minute. “my OCD says not tonight.” you grab items that are small enough to clean your mistake.

you gasp as your song plays, “lock me up and throw away the key, you know how’da get the best outta me. i’m no fool for the world to see, trade my whole life just to be.” you sing and hum the beat after kim jennie finishes her line.

you gasp when feeling hands on your hips and a bulge against your lower back. “mark,” you giggle and continue to clean the mess. “you’re early. why so?” he doesn’t answer.

you turn to see your boyfriend wearing a ghost face mask. “what? babe, i thought we agreed to be cops and robbers, no?” you laugh and smack the chin of the mask.

you shake your head and turn back to the cake. “can you go sit in the living room? you aren’t supposed to see the cake yet!” you chuckle and attempt to hide the cake.

the grip on your hips return. “ow, mark,” you wince with a half giggle when feeling the grip on your hips tighten. “you’re hurting my hips, babe.” you stand and place the piping bag next to the cake.

you go to turn but are pushed forward and against the counter. “mark,” you firmly state the slight pain in your hips. “i said you’re hurting me!”

the bulge grows bigger as you try to shove him away. his bulge rubbing against your ass as he grinds his hips against you.

“mark, stop being weird and let go!” you scoff when being pushed onto your chest. your toes barely holding your weight as he bends you over and grinds himself shamelessly against your clothed ass.

“mark,” you breathe out.

your jaw drops when feeling your jeans begin pushed down to your knees. your ass hanging out bare. “what—“ you try and turn your head but immediately, you’re shut down.

“why are you being so rough? you’re never like this!” you let out grunts as the male grows rough with you.

“oh!” you gasp and slap a hand on the marble counter when feeling a cock being pushed into you. “fuck,” you exhale and clench around the thickness. “you’re so fucking thick, mark.” you moan, eyes falling shut.

you groan when feeling your head being tugged back. tight strains on your scalp as the large hand yanks your hair back. with a hand on your lower back, the thrusts begin.

it doesn’t start off slow or anything, the man gets right to the point.

his thrusts going rough and fast, the sounds of his balls beating against your folds and your moans mixing together.

a harsh slap on your ass has you arching up with a moan. “fuck!” you cry out and clench tighter around the thickness that was sucked by your insides.

the large, soft hands rub in the same area before slapping the other cheek. it leaves a hand print that quickly turns red.

you manage to bring a hand below your hips and your fingers find themselves on your clit.

you were dripping.

you moan louder when feeling a shock of pleasure shoot down your spine after rubbing a small circle on your clit.

“i’m gonna cum,” before you can say anything else, you’re yanked off the counter and turned.

you’re caught off guard when seeing the mask but remembering it was just mark underneath.

he lifts you and sits you on the counter where he pushes you on your back and shoves himself inside you.

“fuck, when’d you get so ripped?” the deep rack of chocolate like abs has your eyes stuck. “have you been sneaking off to the gym on your free time?”

you lightly gasp when your the male pulls off the rest of your jeans and tosses them behind him. “that was sexy, baby.”

he hasn’t said a single word to you and it was making you grow frustrated. this wasn’t like mark.

you sit up and grab the collar of the mask. “take off the mask and kiss me, baby.” he yanks his head back from you and snatches the mask from your hold.

you’re shocked when he chokes you, his hands squeezing your throat and then smacking you on the cheek once.

“i—“ you suck in a gasp and roll your eyes when feeling his cock hit your g-spot. “oohh, fuck,” your moan shakes as he fucks you roughly.

his hips slamming into yours while he holds your neck in place. his head spinning in circles as he pants and grunts in the mask.

“fuck,” the male whispers and releases your neck, his hands pulling off the mask and revealing jeong jaehyun.

his dark black hair together in strands of sweat, his gold necklace falling in place and his mouth gapped as he takes deep breaths.

“what the fuck?!” you scream and sit up.

“surprise…missed me, baby?” jaehyun licks his lips and heaves with a smile.

your eyes well up. “j—jaehyun,” you gasp. “and, here i thought you forgot about me.” jaehyun frowns and rubs your thighs.

“how are you here? w—why are you here?” jaehyun smirks and grabs your waist so that your legs are wrapped securely around his waist. “i wanna make you scream, baby.”

jaehyun begins fucking into you, again. ignoring your questions and demands.

“m—my boyfriend is almost here! he’s gonna—he’s gonna kick your ass.” you pant and ignore the pleasurable feeling. “is he now?” jaehyun chuckles and shakes his head.

“let’s make it quick then, why don’t we?” you shake your head and slap a hand over your mouth.

eyes rolling back and mouths slipping through the gaps of your fingers.

“c’mon, baby. i wanna hear how pretty you sound, don’t hide yourself now.”

fuck it, you’ve only been dating mark for a month and a half now. what’s there to lose?

you remove your hand from your mouth and allow your moans to fill the room. “‘s my girl,” jaehyun chuckles and rubs your clit.

“oh, fuck.” you cry out and allow jaehyun to abuse your cunt like he’d done before in the past.

jaehyun was the only one who knew your body the best. how to get you cumming in minutes, finding your g-spot like it was the easiest thing on the planet and knowing how to get your nipples sensitive from just a singular rub, lick, and flick.

“cum for me, princess.” your cunt swallowing him whole and giving jaehyun a whole show as it does.

“fuck, im cumming,” you sigh. “that’s it, princess. do as i say.” legs shaking and squeezing jaehyuns tiny waist as you cream all over the thick cock.

“uh-huh, baby.” jaehyun bites his lip and grunts, giving one last slow thrust and cumming inside you.

his hands grabbing your cheeks and forcing you into a sloppy kiss with him. his teeth gnawing at your bottom lip before pulling away with a sexy moan.

“you taste exactly how i remembered,” jaehyun chuckles and bites his lip. “so fucking sweet.” he gives you one more kiss and pulls up his black sweats.

as jaehyun helps with your panties, you speak up. “jaehyun,” he hums and fixes your jeans that are inside out. “how’d you get in?”

a smirk forms on his lips. “you know, princess,” he sighs and helps one foot in. “i would say this is a lesson for you but, i’m glad this happened.” he looks up at you. “really.” he puts the other foot in.

jaehyun helps you off the counter and pulls up your jeans. “you should always keep your doors locked.” as you stand flabbergasted, he buttons up your jeans and pats your hips when finished.

“i’ll see you next time, princess.” jaehyun kisses you once and grabs his mask off the ground, turning and leaving with once last wink over his shoulder.

it takes you a good ten minutes to take that all in. “wow,” you stand against the counter and put a hand over your mouth, rubbing your lips and jaw. “wow…” you shake your head.

KNOCK KNOCK!

now, that was mark.

AN| this was SO last minute. i wrote this 6 minutes before halloween. SIX MINUTES BEFORE MIDNIGHT OF HALLOWEEN DAY! so if there are any mistakes, just enjoy and imagine and read and take in everything like you know what i said. i love you and trick or treat safely. 🩷🩷🩷

AAN| i am so sorry if this fic made any of you readers uncomfortable! there was an anon who reached out to me and explained who they felt and what i should’ve added in the warnings so i fixed it! please always reach out to me whenever i’ve made a mistake! it’s always embarrassing when i make mistakes but i like to go by the quote that “mistakes are meant to be learned from.” i love you so much, anon, thank you for reaching out to me! i am so very sorry that i made you uncomfortable, i really didn’t intend to! 🩷

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waratah-vroom · 1 year

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Secret Whispers (ln4)

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Tagged: landonorris Liked by carmenmmundt, yourfriend and 78,368 others ynhamilton: Alexa, play Reunited by Peaches & Herb

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babydollmarauders · 8 months

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TOLERATE IT — JOHN MARINO

john marino x fem!reader

summary: in which y/n’s love is tolerated at best, and she wonders what ever happened to her loving boyfriend

warnings: not much dialogue in the beginning?, happy or sad ending depending on the way you look at it, not proofread.

notes: i love writing angst but as a john girlie, this hurt me— but i did this to myself

the page turns, John’s fingers skimming it gently.

his head is dipped low, one leg perched on the other. he’s sat on the other end of the sofa, engrossed in his book; whereas i pay no attention to the movie that plays on the tv, rather watching him instead.

his demeanor is peaceful, and i know better than to actually disturb him. this is some of the only time he gets to relax, and i don’t want to take that away from him. so i sit quietly instead, just enjoying the rare company.

but i can’t help but wish he would actually do something with me. watch a movie, cuddle, talk, anything. instead i’m subjected to medium silence and the sound of paper flipping.

i turn the tv off, rising from the couch, and his eyes flicker up at my movement, but he dismisses it quickly, going back to his book.

“i’m going to bed.” i tell him softly, quietly yearning for him to join me, but instead he just hums in acknowledgment. “are you gonna join me?”

his eyes scan the page for a few more seconds as i stand before him, waiting for his response. finally, he looks up at me properly, shaking his head.

“no, i’m good.”

my heart sinks at his reply, but i nod, “okay.”

i spend my entire bedtime routine hoping that he’ll walk into the room. that maybe he’ll change his mind and for once, we’ll go to bed together; like we did early in our relationship. but when i climb into an empty bed and he’s still in the living room, i have to accept the fact that it’s not happening. that those days are apparently over.

i stir in my sleep, shifting under the weight of an arm draped over my waist, and for a second my heart leaps in my chest, thinking John has decided to cuddle me as i slept. but when i turn under his touch, my eyes fluttering open, i find him asleep. the spooning an unconscious movement, and as soon as it’s started, it’s already over, his arm drawing back as he moves in his slumber to lay on his back.

i settle on my side, resting my head in my hand as i watch the steady rise and fall of his chest in the darkness of the room. the silence piercing as i watch him breathe.

what ever happened to the boy who held me as we slept? the same one who comforted me when people criticized our five year age gap. the one who told me he would do anything to keep me happy.

***

my heart races in my chest as i set the dining table.

the usual plastic plates and cups being replaced for fine china and wine glasses. a singular candle is lit in the middle of the table, next to the steaming pasta that waits to be served. homemade french bread sits beside it, a dish of herb infused butter resting atop of the wood as well.

i spent all day in the kitchen, making everything from scratch. the noodles, the sauce, the bread, the butter, all done today by me. as well as John’s favorite chocolate cake, in which i got the recipe from his mother.

it’s officially our two year anniversary, and i took advantage of the fact that John had practice today and then was going to the gym. i figured a slightly early dinner and then dessert would be a good plan before i gave him his present and then hopefully we would make our way to the bedroom.

but now i sit in my seat at the table, awaiting his return. he had told me he would be home by six, but the clock on the dining room wall displays that it’s a quarter past seven and he still isn’t home.

i’ve stuck the food into the oven to keep warm at this point, but the empty chair across from me and the soft music that floats through the house taunts me.

“alexa, stop the music.” the instrumental cuts off abruptly, tears welling in my eyes at my boyfriends absence.

i’m just about ready to eat by myself and call it an early night when i hear the front door open, footsteps echoing through the house, getting closer and closer. they halt when he reaches the dining room, and i look up to find him standing in the doorway.

his brows are threaded together, his gym bag slung over his shoulder.

“you made dinner?” he questions, setting his bag on the ground beside him.

i perk up immediately, disappointing myself with how quickly i’m ready to move past his lateness.

“yeah.” i smile, motioning toward the empty seat. “take a seat, i’ll go grab it out of the oven! i was waiting for you to get home.”

he nods, sitting down as i scurry towards the kitchen. i bring the pasta and bread and butter out one at a time before taking my seat across from him.

i’m on the edge of my seat, eagerly awaiting his praise for my cooking and the setup, or even just a ‘happy anniversary, baby.’ but it never comes. we eat silently as he scrolls on his phone, and when he finishes his food, he quickly stands to dismiss himself.

“wait!” he stops at my shout, furrowing his brows at me. “i made cake.”

my eyes are soft, silently begging him to stay.

despite the fact that he evidently forgot our anniversary, i’m still eager to please him; vying for his attention and love, the best i can.

he nods, settling back down in his seat.

“dinner, cake, wine, and glass plates?” he laughs, “you were feeling fancy tonight.”

my heart shatters in my chest. even though i know he forgot the date, it still hurts to hear him speak like it’s just another day. proving even further that he doesn’t know how special today is.

“well, yeah, it’s-” i’m so close to reminding him, but then i think of how guilty he’ll feel, and i stop. “it’s just been a good day.”

i plaster a smile on my lipstick covered lips, hoping he’ll buy it; and he does. he gives me a small smile back and i excuse myself to the kitchen, taking a moment to blink back tears before i cut into the cake, setting a slice on a plate and hurrying back to him.

i place the dessert in front of him, before sitting back down, just watching him as he eats. i’m no longer in a cake mood, my appetite gone as i push my still only half eaten pasta around my plate.

“Jack said hi, by the way.” he speaks between bites and i hum.

“that’s nice, i’ll have to text him.” i acknowledge. “i talked to your mom today.”

“you did?”

“yeah, i called her for the cake recipe.” i explain. “she said to tell you to call her.”

maybe she can remind him what day it is, seeing as she remembered it as soon as i called her.

“okay, i’ll call her soon.” he tells me, finishing his last bite before he stands once more.

“anything else, or can i take a shower now?” he asks, as though i’ve inconvenienced him somehow.

“you can shower.” i wait until he’s walking away, heading down the hallway to our room before i speak again, lowly whispering. “happy anniversary.”

i know i deserve better; that my love should be celebrated. i know that i deserve someone who will remember our anniversary; maybe even someone who will get me flowers just because and who will spend time with me and appreciate my love rather than tolerate it, but i love him.

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i sit backwards, on my knees on a chair in the living room, facing the front door. i wait eagerly, checking the time on my phone religiously.

i know John should be home soon. a week long roadie finally ending with his long awaited return.

it’s half past two in the morning, much later than i normally stay up, but i refuse to let him arrive home without a proper welcoming.

my eyes are half lidded, but excitement still courses through my veins, remembering his three goals and seven assists in this past four games.

i perk up at the sound of the front door unlocking, watching with baited breath as it creaks open. John steps through the doorway, looking exhausted, slipping his shoes off and dropping his roadie bag on the floor.

i squeal excitedly, gaining his attention as i hop off my chair and run straight into his arms.

“welcome home, Johnny!” i cheer, snaking my arms around his neck, and jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

he stiffens for a split-second, letting out an ‘oomph’ before his hands fly to my butt to hold my weight.

“jesus, y/n, warn a guy, would you?” he huffs out a laugh and i lean back to look at his face, expecting a smile but all i see is a blank expression and tired eyes.

i give a sad smile, unwrapping my legs and letting my body slide down his.

suddenly, i feel incredibly insecure, my happy mood diminishing and quickly being replaced by regret.

“you’re right, i’m sorry.” i breathe out, backing away. “i guess i was overly excited.”

i turn quickly in order to keep him from seeing my now glassy eyes, tears threatening to spill as i retreat down the hall to our bedroom.

i don’t expect for him to accompany me, but suddenly i can hear his footsteps behind me, slowly following.

“what was that?” he questions as we reach the bedroom.

i can feel myself reaching my boiling point, choosing to ignore his words as i walk into the en-suite bathroom. i turn the shower water on, but he follows me into the bathroom too.

“y/n.”

y/n. not ‘babe’ or ‘love’. just y/n.

i swallow the lump in my throat before i turn to face him.

“aren’t you gonna go to bed?” i ask in attempt to avoid his question. “you seem tired.”

“aren’t you?” he raises a brow, and i shake my head.

i jab my thumb towards the shower behind me, “i’m gonna shower first.”

“i see that.” he huffs. “what was that? you just walked away from me.”

i sigh, knowing what’s finally coming, and turn to shut off the shower water before facing him again.

“doesn’t feel good, does it?” i walk around him, back into the bedroom, but he’s hot on my heels.

“what?” his hand grips my wrist, spinning me back around to look at him. “what are you talking about?”

“look, if this is all in my head, tell me now.” i start, only confusing him further by the looks of his expression. “but, you don’t love me anymore.”

tell me i’ve got it wrong.

he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath before he opens them again. “what are you even saying? i’m dating you, aren’t i?”

“are you?” i laugh bitterly, taking a couple steps backwards. “or are you tolerating me?”

“y/n,” he sighs, shaking his head. “you’re tired. and i must’ve upset you somehow, but you’re not making any sense.”

“you don’t appreciate me!” i shout, my hands gesturing wildly in the air.

“i cooked a nice dinner for our anniversary and you were late and forgot the date! and while you’re off playing hockey and winning games, where am i? here! i sit here and polish plates until they gleam and glisten. i clean the house and sit and wait for your return, and then when you do get home, you don’t even seem happy to see me! at all!”

John blinks in surprise at my outburst, his lips parting to speak, but i cut him off before he can get a word out.

“i made you my everything and you don’t even seem to care! i’ve been begging for you to love me again but i’m done! what happened to the man that assured me that my past relationships didn’t define me? the you that actually spent time with me?”

my chest heaves as i regain my breath, watching his expression change from confusion to defensiveness.

“i spend time with you!” he huffs and i roll my eyes.

“no, you sit and you read or you watch games or you do something by yourself on the other side of the couch.” i clarify dejectedly, nearly ready to give up. “you don’t do things with me. and if i try, you wave me off.”

“i just- i don’t understand where this is coming from.” he tells me, and i slump on the end of the bed, furiously wiping away tears that have begun to fall.

“that’s just it. you assume i’m fine with this, because i’ve let it go on for too long. i’ve sat here, and i’ve painted you in the best colors, and i’ve put you on this pedestal. i told myself that if i just did more- if i just did anything you could ever hope for- then we would be fine. that eventually you’ll love me again and you’ll treat me how you used to and we would be happy. but instead i watch you live your life and i’m delegated to the sidelines, begging to be even a minor part of your life. you tolerate me living with you. you tolerate my existence. and you tolerate my love.

“but i’m done. i can’t do it anymore.” my face falls in my hands, sobs wracking my chest.

i’ve finally given up.

John is quiet, but i can hear his feet padding against the floor for a moment, moving farther away before he comes back.

his fingers spread across my thigh, and when i drag my hands away from my face, opening my eyes to look at him, he’s kneeled on the floor in front of me.

“i’m sorry that you feel i don’t love you anymore. i never meant to make you feel like you’re just tolerated in my life. but i promise you, i see you. i do appreciate everything you do for me, and the love that you give me.”

his hand leaves my skin, fumbling with something in his grasp before holding it up.

my heart skips a beat, those butterflies returning in my stomach as my lips part in surprise. my eyes lock in on the diamond ring that sits in the little black velvet box in his hands.

“i promise, you’re not just going tolerated. i love you, and i want you in my life forever.” my gaze flickers up to his face, and i already begin nodding my head. “will you marry me?”

i nod even faster, an excited grin spreading over my lips, and he smiles softly, removing the ring from the box and slipping it onto my outstretched finger.

i admire it for a second, appreciating how right it looks to have a ring on my finger.

this is it.

this is what i did it all for.

what i’ve waited my whole life for.

my hands cup his face, pulling him in to press my lips to his.

“i love you.” i whisper, my lips still burning for his, and in response, he pulls me in for another kiss.

when we finally part, we begin to get ready for bed, effectively ignoring the outburst i just had. and once we climb into bed, i kiss him once more, melting into his touch like i used to.

“i’m sorry, you must be tired. i took up so much of your time tonight, you could’ve been asleep by now.” i mumble, listening to his heartbeat under the weight of my head.

“it’s okay. don’t apologize.” his fingers run through my hair and he turns off his bedside lamp, blanketing the room in darkness. “i love you.”

i fully plan on responding, but amongst the comfort, my eyes have already turned heavy, and speaking feels like too much work. my breathing evens out as i bask in the closeness of this moment.

i love him.

#john marino #john marino x reader #john marino imagine #john marino fic #john marino blurb #nj devils #nhl fic #nhl imagine #faithlynn’s writings <3

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 10 months

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Can you do Barbie x female!reader where Barbie returns to the real world and falls head over heels for the reader and vice versa?

-Greek myth anon 📜

You first met Barbie for a short time when she's crying outside the school, feeling hurt and anxious for the first time in her life.

You didn't initially know who she was, assuming she was going through a rough breakup.

But while her eccentric pink cowgirl outfit threw you off for a moment, you didn't wanna just leave her alone. You'd feel bad for the rest of the day.

So as a women concerned for a fellow women, you approached her.

"Hey, um..are you alright-?"

"No!" She bawls. "Is this what the Real World's supposed to be like?? Where girls hate you and men objectify you?? None of this makes any sense!! Ever since I got here I started having all these weird emotions and I feel all mushy and....oh no....that's exactly what Weird Barbie warned me about!!"

"Girl, that's all part of the universal.....wait, did you say Barbie?" You blinked.

"Y-Yes..I'm Barbie. Stereotypical Barbie, actually." She sniffles, confused when you sit beside her and offer a tissue/handkerchief. "O-Oh..thank you so much...?"

"[Y/n]." You say as she dries her tears. "You know I used to love those dolls growing up. They've entertained me for hours as a little girl. So...I guess I should thank you for giving me a good childhood, assuming you really are a Barbie."

That's genuinely the nicest thing any human's said to her so far, and you give her a hug to express your support and comfort.

She cries again, but she's happy this time (much to her confusion), and you tell her that humans cry for all kinds of reasons..so it's nothing she should be too worried about.

Sadly the sweet moment doesn't last long as she's whisked away to Mattel in a black SUV, although you hold onto hope that you'll see her again.

And you eventually do in a place you least expected to find her: the gynecologist.

Barbie--now taking on the human name "Barbra"--explains how she left her "dollness" behind, being reasonably nervous, but you reassure her this is a great first step towards embracing both her humanity and womanhood.

After your appointments, you hang out together and exchange phone numbers, keeping in touch and texting back-and-forth.

You end up going on shopping trips together, getting coffee/pastries, getting your nails done, going to small concerts, etc. Just fun little things humans (and women) typically do.

If anyone tries harassing you, you're each other's best defenders.

Barbie's quick to fall head over heels for you now that she truly got to know and spend time with you.

You're funny, kind, protective...and the first person to ever ask if she was okay when she visited the Real World.

When she's not with you, she's gushing over you to Gloria and Sasha (who had to be the ones to tell her that she's in love).

Likewise, you were in love with her too, getting warm and fuzzy feelings just from looking into her eyes and seeing her smiles and radiant optimism.

Eventually you both confessed (at the exact same time), and while it's a little awkward, you're finally a couple and end up moving in together.

You love listen to her ramble about the next exciting thing she just learned about human culture (esp the technology).

"So you're saying this is Alexa and she knows everything????" Barbie points to the device in your kitchen. "And she can play any song???"

"Pretty much, yeah." You chuckle, smiling as she asks Alexa to play "Ain't It Fun" by Paramore.

She starts dancing, and you join in, singing along to the lyrics.

Indeed, she finds it fun living in the Real World with you <3

#clanask #greek myth anon #barbie x reader #barbie movie x reader #margot robbie barbie #female reader #barbie spoilers #headcanons

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thepersonnamedsam · 1 year

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taylor, nando and you - fa14

pairing: Fernando Alonso x fem!reader, Fernando Alonso x Taylor Swift

summary: As rumours sparked up that your secret boyfriend was dating Taylor Swift, you joke about having to lose the competition to the all mother.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: just mother mothering, age of reader is not defined, cheating allegations, only if you squint

note: enjoy this about the allegations with Fernando and our mother :)

masterlist / taglist

Is Fernando Alonso dating Taylor Swift?

Good Morning Los Angeles

Alonso who competes with the British car manufacture ‘Aston Martin’ is being linked with the multiple Grammy winner and singer-songwriter Taylor Swift. Between the singer and race-car-driver speculations have been mounting the last few days of them possibly dating.

The Spaniard even adds fuel to the whole dating sparks igniting a fire between them. The F1 driver posts a TikTok with Swift’s song Karma playing in the background. Fans read between the lines and reacted to the Video with comments such as “He definitely knows” or “Alexa play ‘I think he know’ by Taylor Swift”.

Taylor, recently going through a breakup and Alonso that has not been linked with a girlfriend of his, this means that the possibility of the driver and singer dating has just grown. With Taylor Swift breaking up with long-term boyfriend Joe Alwyn, which is why people might try to put two and two together and speculate that the American and the F1 driver might be dating.

April 2023

The article laid open on your phone, having just read the post from Good Morning Los Angeles. Your brain roamed a thousand thoughts. Nando and Taylor? You and Nando have been dating secretly for the past two years, with you working as a kindergarten teacher, you wouldn’t want to have the media on you all day. Wanting to protect the children and their identity and also yours. You weren’t ready to step a foot into the famous world. But dating rumours including Nando did kind of hurt you. And Taylor Swift of all the famous women he could have been linked with.

You know the rumours weren’t true, because he was dating you and how in the world would Nando have connections to be dating the All Mother? But you knew, you wouldn’t stand a chance against her. It is Taylor Swift after all – a twelve-time Grammy winner and over all just a goddess.

Fernando was standing in the kitchen and preparing lunch for them. Not having known about the dating rumours with him and Taylor Swift. His hips swaying lightly to music in the background. Humming lightly and swaying from left to right, his body lightly dancing around the stove.

Fernando was everything you wanted in a man. Kind and genuine, soft, and sweet and just in general perfect for you. Your relationship was written by a woman, Taylor Swift by all means. He is the man you had never thought to be true.

You heard your boyfriend singing in the kitchen and your thoughts about him possibly cheating left your mind. This man would never do anything to harm you or anyone particularly. So, thinking about your man dancing and swinging in the kitchen, preparing a meal for you to eat, you had to start smiling.

Shuffling towards the kitchen you saw him put the dishes away and whistling to Karma by Taylor Swift. It was ironic, you reading about the allegations with him and Taylor and Nando just dancing to her song.

“You know there are rumours about you dating Taylor Swift?”, with a light smile on your face you watched as he turned his body towards you. “What? Who?”, his face twisted to a confused look. You starred at him with a blank face, blinking at him. “She sings the song you’re listening to right now”, your voice confused and filled with humour. “Oh, her. No, I didn’t know. Should I have known?” A light smiled played on your lips. You just loved his simplicity, not caring about what others think about him or you and just making his own opinion on things.

“Do you think it’s true?”, concern grazed his look. He didn’t want you to think that way about him. He didn’t want you to think, that he’s keeping this relationship a secret to have other romantic relations.

“No, of course not, my love”, your voice light and a smile on your face. “I just find it funny, I just read an article about it and now you’re dancing to her in the kitchen making me lunch.”

“I only have eyes for you, corazón”, brown eyes staring into yours. Your heart was pounding heavy, filled with love and affection for the man standing in front of you. “I know, but you know if I really had to compete with Taylor Swift, she’d win, no, I’d steal her from you, what am I talking about, she’s so mother”, you told him. Taylor Swift was everybody’s crush, even if they didn’t know it. “What? I don’t understand, you would date your mother?” Fernando was visibly confused, not understanding the terminology.

“Oh Nando, no, if someone is mothering or someone say’s they’re so mother, they don’t mean their actual mother. It’s a term used for respecting powerful women, just like Taylor Swift”, having been on the internet, it was not the first time about hearing women mothering. But Fernando has heard of this term for the first time.

“When we’re already talking about the internet, did you post a TikTok recently?”, thinking back about the article that said, that Nando was igniting a fire between them with a TikTok. “A what, corazón? A Clock?” – “No, a TikTok, oh c’mon Nando, you’re not that old, you know what a TikTok is!” Your light-hearted laugh made him smile, you were right, he knew what a TikTok was, he just wanted to see you smile. But he would have to disagree about the not being so old part, because he definitely felt old sometimes.

“I did, my social media manager made me post one, but I don’t remember about what exactly, I was just sitting there and had to wink”, he explained and took out some plates to place your lunch on. Having almost forgotten about the food, you smiled at him and had to chuckle lightly. “I saw it, it was to the song you were just dancing to, according to Good Morning Los Angeles you ignited a fire between you and Taylor”, you laughed at him.

You were grateful for having such a good relationship with Fernando, laughing, and smiling in the kitchen, and joking about cheating allegations. He was proud to have a girlfriend like you, so secure in yourself and proud that even those rumours weren’t making you insecure. He was glad to have someone by his like you. He never wanted to lose you.

“I love you so much, mi corazón”, having two plates in his hand and walking towards you he couldn’t hug you, so he just opted for a quick but passionate kiss to your lips. “I love you too, old man.”

#fernando alonso #f1 #f1 x reader #fernando alonso x reader #taylor swift #taylor swift x reader #taylor swift x f1 #formula 1 #f1 au #Spotify

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brianmaysclog · 7 months

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Satoru’s Girl

In a world where you could have suguru geto, but suguru geto couldn’t have you.

a/n: HELLO! i am uh VERY excited about this! there will also be another one of these at the end, bc i obviously cannot say what i want now bc it’ll ruin the fic and we cannot have that. well actually, there are time jumps in the fic, so be prepared for that. anyways, i hope you all enjoy:)

Satoru x AFAB! reader, Suguru X AFAB! reader

word count: 6.3k (woohoo!)

Warnings: cursing, smut (although not really smut but i’m putting the warning anyways), marriage, pregnancy, birth, death, mentions of death, death scene (best way to put it). i would say this is probably pg-13, i think that’s all the warnings, if i forgot any please let me know!

likes and reblogs are appreciated, but not necessary.

“Hey alexa, play Satoru’s Girl.”

Now playing: Satoru’s Girl:

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Suguro Geto has been infatuated with you his entire life. The moment he first looked into your eyes, he swore he saw the future with you in it. He could show you his love, give you his love. He could give you the Sun on a cloudy day, the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow; but it wouldn’t matter. Because you weren’t his. You were Satoru Gojo’s.

Best friends since practically birth, Sugru swore that he would worship you, cherish you, and protect you.

That's why when you told him you were falling for his best friend, Satoru, he had to do everything in his power to prevent it. Not to hurt you, not to embarrass you, not even to shoot the shot himself. But simply to protect you.

Gojo was a player. He cared for his best friend, yes, and he also loved his favorite girl and wanted you happy, but being with Satoru would only make you happy for so long. And he couldn’t bear seeing you so sad, especially if he could have prevented it.

But it was too late, the two of you had declared your feelings for one another before Suguru had a chance to object. He could have prevented this, he should have. Not even now, in the past, he had time after time to confess how he felt, yet he never did, too worried about ruining your friendship or changing your view on him. It would kill him if you thought of him any differently.

If Satoru had known Suguru’s feelings, he never would have gone in, but Suguru is a people pleaser. He could tell for a while that Satoru was developing feelings for you, yet, he had hoped it was just a phase. That it was just one of Satoru’s silly crushes he would get and go away, when gone, he could then respectively get the opportunity to go for you; but.

The phase never ended. It was proven quickly that Satoru’s playboy phase was over, and he was ready to commit, settle, and create.

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“What color?”

“hm..”

“I asked what color. As in the dress I wear for Satoru and I’s date tonight.”

“Oh, uh, the blue one. It’ll pair really well with his eyes.”

“You are so right! What would I do without you Suguru?”

God, you were so beautiful in Suguru’s eyes. Crafted by the Goddess Aphrodite herself. Chiseled by the hands of Michelangelo directly. You were perfect, you were flawless, you were Satoru’s. He needed to get these thoughts out of his head, he needed to push past these feelings. He needed to get over these pent up feelings, he could no longer think about them and feel good about it; happy. Because you were not his, you were Satoru’s.

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“Suguru, can I please come over?”

“Uh yeah, sure doll. What’s wrong?”

You hesitate before you answer, not sure if you want to say anything at all.

“Satoru and I got into an argument. He left and I don’t want to be here by myself; I can’t. I’m just too frustrated, angry, I can’t stand being here right now.”

Suguru can feel the clench of his jaw get tighter, almost painful. How dare Satoru hurt his girl. How did he hurt his girl? Did they disagree on something? Did he insult her? Did he lay with anoth… no he wouldn’t. But it is a possibility.

In fact, it didn’t matter what he did. Suguru was seeing red, and in that moment, he wanted to hurt Satoru and protect you.

By the time you arrived at Suguru's, you had stopped crying. Your face red and puffy, but also emotionless. Feeling nothing but anger and regret in the moment.

Suguru welcomed you in with a hug, so warm and comforting. You stay like that for a moment and breathe in his scent. Menthols and cedar, so familiar and pleasing.

He sends you to the couch and goes to the kitchen to grab two wine glasses and a bottle of the wine brand you really enjoy.

“So doll, tell me what happened.”

In which you do. You proceed to tell him how the two of you went out to eat with some of Satoru’s coworkers. and how you didn’t appreciate his work wife (her words not yours) hanging all over him, especially in the presence of you. Scooting in real close to him in the booth at the restaurant, causing you to have to sit between two of his coworkers. Then, she would constantly interrupt you every time you had something to say, and would belittle you. The worst part of it all, Satoru let it happen. His coworker, Nanami, said something before he did. Actually, it does get worse, on the way home you bring this up to him, telling him how you didn’t appreciate this, and he brushes it off as her normal behavior, which then, makes you think. If this was how she acted when you’re around, how does she act when you’re not? This stirs the pot even more, makes it reach a boiling point, as you begin pointing accusations towards him and it just got nasty from there.

You take your final sip of your third glass of wine, signaling Suguru, still on his first glass, for another refill.

“Of course, I feel bad for accusing him of such things, but do you blame me? They looked like they were the ones in a relationship and I was one of the coworkers!”

“Don’t feel bad. It’s normal to feel that way, based on what was on display for you tonight and with how you were feeling. You had every right to be upset.”

“I know Suggy, I just feel so bad about it.”

“Do you know where Satoru is now? You mentioned he had left.”

“No.”

A moment of calm before the storm.

“Wait. What if he’s at that bitchs’ house. What if he’s over there laughing with her about how oblivious I am. What if he’s already fucked her, rolled over and said goodnight-“

“Y/N stop. That’s not happening and you know it. He could be at the gym, even sitting in the car. Have you called him ?”

“No…I don’t want to talk to him, right now.”

It sucks. It really does. Being stuck in between the disputes and fights between your best friend and the love of your life. Conflicting on what side to be on, having to choose between your brain and your heart.

“Okay, maybe I’ll do the talking. I’ll call him and check in to make sure he’s okay. Where’s my phone-“

Maybe it was the wine talking, actually it was the wine talking. You would never do this sober. You loved Suguru, but not like this. This was out of spite. Out of anger. Nothing but pure venom behind this.

Suguru knew this. He dreamed of this moment every night, but not like this.

Your lips on his.

He knew this was wrong. He knew you didn’t mean this. He knew he couldn’t enjoy it. You were tipsy, he was not. You were in a relationship with his best friend. He couldn’t.

He gently pulled away and looked at you, tears now slowly cascading down your face.

“Y/n..”

“I know. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

There’s silence, followed by a knock on the door. A familiar knock. The knock only Satoru does.

“Suguru. I messed up. Can I come in?”

The tears fall down your face even more now. Guilt taking over.

“This never happened, okay?” Suguru speaks up, heading towards the door. He wants it to keep happening. He wants to keep kissing you, properly. He wants to make you feel better, to make you forget the events of the night, ever happened, but he knows he can’t.

Suguru doesn’t open the door until you respond with a faint “okay,” acknowledging to never speak about what just happened.

Satoru walks in, explaining, just how you did, what had happened. He then says he wasn’t at the gym, wasn’t at her house, but that he was just out. Walking around, clearing his head, feeling so stupid. Feeling so shitty he hadn’t done anything, feeling like he needed to do something to make it up to you, he just didn’t know what. That’s why he was here at Suguru’s. You, not yet noticed by him.

When you are, Satoru's eyes pop out of his skull, relieved. He was worried you were at home, alone with nothing but your thoughts and his harsh words. He left you, which was so selfish of him. He should have stayed there and talked it out. Apologized with his words and his mouth….and tongue….and hands….

He trusted Suguru with his life. He knew that the two of you had been friends forever. Even before the two of them met in middle school. He had nothing to worry about. He knew you had seen Suguru as a brother, and from what he was told from Suguru, that you were not his type and nothing but a friend to him. He trusted Suguru to comfort you and be there for you when needed, so seeing you at his house wasn’t surprising at all.

What Satoru didn’t know, though, was that you had kissed Suguru just mere moments before he arrived.

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“Marry me.”

The statement catching you off guard, you choke on the noodle you were slurping.

“W-what? "I said, marry me.”

“Right- Right now?”

“Well obviously not now, the courthouse is closed. Tomorrow we can. We’ll go shopping for our wedding attire then head our way down and officiate our love.”

“Satoru, I would love to marry you, but don’t you think-”

“Think what? That this is all too soon, so sudden? That I’m crazy? No darling I don’t think such things. I think that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That I want you to have my last name, to become mine, officially. I want you to walk around when you’re shopping with Shoko and flaunt off the ring on your finger, showing you belong to me. I think that I want you, forever, and that I am so impatient I simply cannot wait to marry you. I want to see you all dolled up for me, in a beautiful dress, telling me how much you love me in front of whoever comes. I want you, forever-no, I need you forever. So, I’ll say it again. Marry me,”

“Yes Satoru, I’ll marry you.”

He places his hands on your face and pulls it closer to him. He then pushes your hair behind your ear and leans in so close, breath fanning on your lips.

“Perfect. We’ll make it happen, tomorrow.”

He then ends the sentence by finally capturing your lips with his. Fast paced and sloppy at first, but then slowing down to more sensual, passionate kisses, Before things become to heated, you pull back and confront him:

“However, in the future, when we are rich, you owe me my dream wedding. A live band, a 10ft tall wedding cake, a beautiful gown,-”

“Deal,” Satoru says, kissing you again. “As long,” kiss, “you marry,” kiss, “me,” kiss, “now.”

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“Suguru.”

“Yes Satoru?”

“What did you get y/n for her birthday?”

Suguru chuckles. The two men sitting on the couch of yours and Satoru’s shared apartment playing Mariokart. You went out with Shoko for the evening so Satoru took his opportunity to discuss birthday ideals.

“Why? Do you need ideas on what to get your loving girlfriend for her birthday?”

“WHAT! Of course not. She’s just been naming a lot of things she wants for her special day, and I want to make sure you didn’t get her anything I did, because otherwise one of us is gonna have to return it.”

“Right.”

Satoru didn’t like that and attempts to run Suguru off the track, but to no avail, fails. Suguru retorts by throwing a banana peel on the track, which in turns, makes Satoru fall off the track.

“Bastard.”

“I’m in third place now you better catch up..”

“I am……gonna be first, just you watch.”

Silence consumes the two, the only noises being from the game and a couple of frustrated sighs and groans.

“How the hell are you first Suguru?”

“I’m just that good.”

“Bullshit is what it is.”

“Oh and would you look at that, I win.”

“You’re a bitch.”

“A winner is what I am Satoru.”

Satoru rolls his eyes and hands his friend a five, the rightful bet for the round.

“This isn’t over, I got plenty more coming.”

“And you won’t have anymore coming once the night is over.”

Satoru gets up and heads towards the kitchen and grabs two cans of that soda they like so much. He throws one to Suguru and the two of them drink it in silence before Suguru speaks up:

“Oh, and to answer your question, I got y/n that blanket and house slippers she really wanted.” He chose to go a safer route, didn’t want to get anything too intimate, like the perfume you really wanted.

“In her favorite color?”

“You know it. What did you get her?”

“I got her that perfume she really wanted, as well as some snacks, and drinks she really enjoys. I also got her that huge stuffed animal she wanted, the sweaters, and that dress.”

“She’s gonna love it.”

“I hope so. I don’t want her to think I overdid it. She deserves all of it, and I want her to know that, too.” “She will. Don’t overthink it.”

And the conversation ends with perfect timing, as you walk into the door with multiple bags in hands. “I’m back! Did you miss me?”

“Always dear,” Satoru greets you, taking your bags in hand and giving you a kiss. “Hey Suguru!” You finally spot the black haired man and give him a hug. He inhales your scent, quickly, and smiles.

“Hey doll. Did you have fun with Shoko?”

“So much fun. Actually, you two sit down, I’ll give you guys a little shopping haul!” You squeal with excitement.

And the two men sit down as you take the bags back from Satoru. You then proceed to show them everything you got. From the hair clips, to the graphic tees, to the..

Oh. You managed to purchase everything you wanted for your birthday.

“Looks like we’re both gonna have to return what we got her,” Satoru whispers into Suguru’s ear, which manages to make him laugh.

“What’s so funny?” you ask, faking a hurt expression as they interrupted your haul.

“Nothing love, continue.”

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“What?”

“You heard me.”

Suguru couldn’t believe his ears. He never wanted to imagine this, and even if he did, it happening so soon, while the two of you were still so young.

“I don’t’... I don’t know how to tell Satoru. I don’t even know if he wants kids, we’ve never talked about it, really, before. What if he’s angry? Or scared? What if he leaves me?”

Tears begin falling down your face faster than you are able to wipe them off.

Suguru has always wanted kids. Especially if they were with you. He knew, in that moment, that if Satoru refused it, he would help you.

Except he knew Satoru wouldn’t refuse it, nor would he leave you. He would be so happy. He loves kids, and he’s wanted to be a dad, probably, much longer than Suguru wanted to be.

“And, knowing our families, who knows how they’ll react. They could be angry, sad, happy, or worse, disown us. Oh Suggy, I’m not ready for this, I can’t do this.”

“y/n, relax. Breathe. It’s okay. For starters. Satoru will be beyond happy. I can guarantee you that. I know him just as well as you do, so trust me on that. I know you're scared, and I know it all is happening so fast. But that’s okay.”

“But our parents-”

“To hell with them. If they aren’t happy, if they aren’t bursting with joy at the fact that you are carrying their grandbaby, then forget about them. You know that Satoru and you will have mine and Shoko’s support and love. You also know that my family will love that baby like it is their own kin and spoil it more than it needs to. Again, I know it’s all so sudden. I know it’s happening so fast. But, it’s okay. It’ll all come together in the end.”

“Thanks Suggy, I don’t know what I would do without you.”

You embrace him in a hug and begin crying softly, but this time with happy tears. You know it’ll be okay.

“You know I’ll always be here for you doll.”

“I know, I love you Suggy.”

“I love you too.” And he really does. But he needs to stop.

You were, now, carrying the child of his best friend. He needs to overcome these feelings, it isn’t right. It isn’t fair. But he can’t stop.

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“Absolutely no peeking at all. You understand me?”

“Yes ma’am,” Suguru and Shoko both say, the pair also doing a little hand salute.

You and Satoruo had planned a little surprise for the two of them. They knew you were pregnant, they just didn’t with know how many, So once you had left the OBGYN appointment, the two of you began planning your surprise.

“Can we look yet? I can feel my forehead getting sweaty with this blindfold.”

“NO Suguru, LEAVE it on.” “Satoru-”

“NO ifs, ands, or butts. We’re almost done. Be patient.”

A very long, dramatic, time later, you then announce to your two friends that they can take their blindfolds off.

“Finally.”

There is a moment of silence once they are removed and the two of them look at you and Satoru, confused.

“Erm doll, what are we supposed to be looking at?”

Satoru had a sweet tooth, so when he saw the candy bars he had come up with the perfect idea.

You handed a Hershey’s bar to Shoko, with the HER colored in.

“It’s a girl?! Ohmygod!” she jumps up and gives you a hug, tight, but not too tight afraid she may hurt the baby.

“Don’t celebrate just yet,” Satoru says, handing another Hershey's bar to Suguru, this time the HE being colored in.

“Wait, it’s a boy?”

“Well yes, technically the both of you are correct,” you say, waiting for the two of them to piece it together.

It takes a little bit, watching the two of them trying to connect two and two together, but eventually Shoko yells out, “Twins? YOu’re having TWINS?”

“Ding ding ding!”

“YES! More babies to spoil!” Shoko then engulfs you and Satoru in a hug, The three of you jumping around in a circle.

Suguru, although happy for you two, is sat on the couch in shock. His heart aching, He should have been the one announcing along with you that you were having twins.

“Congratulations you guys. I’m really happy for you.”

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Satoru watches you as you stare at yourself in the mirror. Your hands on your belly, eyes darting back and forth between your growing stomach and your face.

“Love, what’s wrong?”

You hesitate, and of course Satoru sees as your face changes between upset to content.

“Nothing!” you smile.”

“Don’t lie to me. I know when something is up.” He gets up from the bed and makes his way behind you, snaking his arms around you and his hands, now resting upon your stomach. “Talk to me.”

“I just-” you begin crying. Tears pouring out slowly. “I feel so different. I look so different. My body is changing and I don’t feel beautiful anymore.” The tears more rapid now

Satoru turns you around, your face now laying directly in his chest. His arms tighten around you, engulfing you.

“Y/n?”

“Yes?” you ask, lifting your face up to look into Satoru's eyes. They were so beautiful, so captivating. Entrancing you.

“You are so beautiful, just as beautiful as the day I first laid my eyes on you. Just as beautiful as the first time we made love, when your skin was slick with sweat and hair all matted in a mess. You are just as beautiful as you were the first time you were hungover, sick as hell, throwing up everywhere. And just as beautiful as the day you said ‘I do,’ and we married. You are beautiful, and you always will be. You are growing our children. Do you understand how amazing that is? You are so strong, stronger than me. I could never do something like that. You are nurturing and doing everything you can to ensure that our kiddos are safe, healthy, and well nourished. I don’t understand why you are feeling like this, and I probably never will, but just know, to me; I know you are beautiful. And I love and appreciate the fact that you are doing this, holding our babies everyday.”

“I love you Satoru.”

“I love you too, y/n,” and with that, Satoru picks you up, with haste, and carries you to the bed. Where he spends a majority of the evening showing you just how beautiful you are, and how much he appreciates you.

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“Hello?”

You answer the phone, taking a break from decorating the nursery. You, Satoru, Suguru, and Shoko had all been painting, putting furniture together, and getting everything ready for your unborn babies. Satoru had left to pick up lunch about an hour or so ago, so the three of you had resumed working until he had returned.

You were about seven months along at this point. Belly growing bigger everyday as you provided a nurturing environment for your babies to grow and develop in.You were glowing.

But you always were in Suguru’s eyes.

You begin looking pale, eyes bubbling with tears. Your hand, banded with a wedding ring, turning white as you are gripping the phone so tight.

“y/n.”

No response.

“y/n, what’s wrong?”

Shoko comes up to your side placing an arm on your stomach, meant to comfort you but it makes you feel sick.

Suguru stands behind you, preparing to catch you in case you collapse.

“I-, I understand. I’ll be there shortly.”

In which you hang up the phone and the tears officially fall. Sobs escaping you, and eventually you do fall, not hard, just to your knees. Suguru and Shoko follow suit with you, both pairs of arms are wrapped around you.

“y/n…”

“That-that was the hospital,” you begin.

Sobs become more uncontrollable as you try to compose yourself and explain what you were just told over the phone.

“Satoru’s there. He-he was in an accident. A bad one. They-”

You begin sobbing even harder now. Shoko wraps her arms around you, even tighter, lending her shoulder to you, so you can cry on it.

Suguru’s face is blank. He doesn’t want to assume the worst. He doesn’t want to assume the worse not only for you, as he knows the pain and torture it would cause you, the emptiness you would feel, but he doesn’t want to assume the worst for his best friend.

He’s known him for years. His brother, his idiot, the love of his girl's life. His comedic relief in the dark points of his life, his moral compass, his Mario Kart partner.

He knew that if he lost Satoru, he would lose you too. He would lose himself. Things would be different. The stress it would cause you too, wouldn’t be good for the twins.

Satoru was strong. The strongest he would call himself. He could pull through, he had to. For you, for your babies, for Suguru. He needed his best friend.

“Let’s get down to the car. We’ll head that way now,” Suguru says, picking you up and carrying you towards the front door. Shoko follows suit, grabbing yours and hers bag, just in case.

And just like that, the three of you head towards the hospital, as fast and legal as possible.

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He looked so peaceful in the bed, Satoru did. The doctor’s, now, certain that he wouldn’t make it. The injuries from the accident just too severe, they did everything they could, they really did. Satoru just lay in bed. Not being able to do anything. Which leaves all that is left to do is say goodbye. You and Shoko had already said it. You taking a good few hours before you left his side, but the doctors and Shoko both agreed that you should take a break, The stress and pain not being good for the babies. You promised him you would come back. Whether it be when he is gone or not yet, you would come back.

Now just sits Suguru and Satoru, alone in the room.

Satoru’s still body is a different atmosphere than Suguru is used to. He’s used to Satoru’s banter, his quick jabs and silly jokes. His video game rage and loud belches. The silence, he didn’t like it.

“Satoru.”

Nothing.

“Please, Satoru. Make a miracle happen.”

Still, nothing.

“Your babies need you. Y/n needs you. I need you. You’re my best friend. Please. You can make it.”

This time there is something. A hand twitch.

“Su….Su….Sugu..Suguru.”

He stands from his chair, tears brimming in his eyes. Not yet allowing them to fall, he can’t. If Satoru somehow makes out of this, the tears need to be shed from joy, not sadness.

“Yes Satoru?” Suguru then places his hands on top of Satoru’s.

“I.. I need you to promise me something,” his voice raspy. So faint and dry.

“Anything.”

“Pl,,,please take care of my love for me. And our babies. Protect them, make sure they’re okay, like you used to.”

“Satoru-”

“Promise me. My babies need a good father figure in their life, and you can fill that roll. Y/n is strong, so strong. But I need you to be there for her when she needs it. I need you to be there for her when she doesn’t feel beautiful, to be there for her on her birthdays, on our kids’ birthday. I need you to be there for them, because I won’t be able to. Can you please, promise me that you will do that?”

Suguru couldn’t hold back now, crying full time now. He wasn’t supposed to see his best friend go. He wasn’t supposed to take on the role of his friend. He loved you, yes, but it wasn’t his place. You were Satoru’s, not his.

“Yes Satoru, I promise.”

He faintly smiles.

“Oh and one more thing, before I forget.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t let my kids grow up without knowing who I am. Make sure they know how cool, awesome, talented, and amazing at Mario Kart their daddy was.” he attempts a laugh at this, but it turns into a fit of coughs.

“I would, but I wouldn’t want to lie to your children. If anything you were mediocre at best.”

Satoru attempts a fist, followed by a “bastard.”

And for about five more minutes the two of them talk and say their goodbyes, until Satoru takes his last breath, as soon as you walk in too.

You run to his side and begin crying. Shoko, behind you with a hand on your back, with a few tears falling down her face too. Suguru is on the other side, staring at his best friend. With no more tears left to cry, he just stands there emotionless, in shock that he really was gone. He had a job. A job that he had sworn to for his whole life, but now, it became much bigger. He promised his best friend, and he never intended to break it.

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“Suguru.”

He opens one eye, trying to make out who, or what was trying to get his attention.

Ever since Satoru’s passing, Suguru had left his apartment to move into yours and Satoru’s, which was the smarter choice since the nursery was already set up. He had moved into the old office, obviously no longer used.

“Hm?”

“Suguru, wake up. It’s important.”

“What is it?” he sits up, rubbing his eyes and stretching his arms out. He looks to his right to see the alarm clock which reads 4:45AM.

“My water broke.”

“Oh.” Suguru says. Yawning and stretching some more. “OH. NOw??? IT’s so Early!? WHy didn’t you start off with that?? WHY didn’t you just bust through the door screaming that?!”

“No time to question that, we need to head to the hospital, like, now.” “Right.”

In which he hops out of bed and grabs the hospital bag heading towards the car. Following suite, you, carefully, rush down stairs of the complex, and get into the car. Sugru, now much more awake, ensures you have everything and that you are safely strapped in, and that both car seats are in the back seat. Once he completes the internal checklist, he straps in himself and heads towards the hospital, this time, in a not so legal manner.

On the way there you manage to get ahold of Shoko and she promises to be there the same time as you, so she is there when the babies are born.

And when they are, it is 6:08 in the morning. Suguru and Shoko being there for you the entire time, a hand to hold each as you pushed each one out. And they were so beautiful.

Although Satoru wasn’t physically there with you in the room, you knew he was there in spirit. You could feel him. Feel his smile, feel his presence, and feel the tears of joy he cried from his babies being born. ______________________________________________________________

“Hey Satoru.”

It had been about three months since the babies were born, Shoko and Suguru wanting to give you a break for the day, took the twins. You decided since you had the day off you would visit Satoru. “I promise, I’ll bring the twins to meet you. It’s just so cold, I don't want them to get sick. They arrived a bit early. Just so eager to meet us.”

The rain now turning into a slight drizzle.

“They are so beautiful Satoru, Megumi and Tsumiki. They both have a mix of our features, however they don’t have your eyes like I hoped they would. But, they have your smile and your nose, and the same attitude you had too. You would have loved them so much. And they would have loved you.”

The rain picks back up again, but just for a moment, then it turns back into a light fall.

“Suguru and Shoko have been great, amazing actually. They’re actually watching them today. Shoko insists on watching them a lot, she says it because I need a break and need to rest, but I think we all know it's because she loves being an auntie, and she loves spoiling her niece and nephew. I swear, they have more clothes than you ever did, and that’s saying something.” There is a bit of silence as you sit there and just stare at his grave. Scattered around the grave are photos, you and him, him and Suguru, group photos of the four of you. Vases of flowers lined around the grave and his favorite pair of sunglasses sit on the very tip of the headstone. It’s as if he decorated the grave personally. It was him.

“Oh! I brought you something! Or rather, some-things.”

You reach around behind you and grab the bag filled with goodies for Satoru.

“For starters, this.” It’s a framed photo of you in the hospital bed, just mere seconds after pushing the twins out. You look exhausted, but Satoru would have thought you looked gorgeous. To each side of you is Shoko and Suguru, both of them holding one of your babies, a huge smile plastered on both faces. You take the photo and place it on an empty spot near the headstone.

“I brought these too, just so you can have a piece of them with you.” And you pull out two beanies, the exact ones that were placed on your twins head when staying in the hospital. No need for it anymore since they have grown out of it. You then place those next to the sunglasses. Little weights holding them down so they don’t blow away.

“And finally, this. I know you will love this.”

It’s a trophy, one that was found while looking at the flea market with Suguru one day. The two of you saw it, laughed, gasped, and immediately bought it. It was perfect. A trophy that reads “world’s best MarioKart player,” you place it directly in front of the headstone. It was so specific, why it existed, you didn’t know, but you were glad it did.

As soon as you placed the trophy on the grave, the rain cleared.

“Well, as much as I don’t want to leave, I have too. I enjoyed my time here today, Satoru. I love you.”

You get up, dust yourself off and head back towards your car. In the time it takes to get there, you look up towards the sky and see a rainbow, faint, but visible.

“Oh Satoru, you’re so beautiful.”

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You and Suguru had the apartment to yourselves today. Shoko took the kids to the zoo for the day, and then would keep them for the night as well. She didn’t get to see them that often anymore due to her new job, so she took every opportunity to see the kiddos to the extreme, and would steal them for a few nights.

It had been about five years since the twins were born and Satoru had passed. They were about to start school, so all of you were trying to get the last bit of fun in before it would be “unknowingly sucked away.” (As Satoru would have said).

So with the house to yourself, you and Suguru sit on the couch, watching, who knows what movie, while eating takeout and sipping on some wine, except y’all weren’t sipping as you were already on the second bottle.

“This movie is boring, Suggy.” Hiccup. “Let’s watch something else. Or do something else.”

“Like what doll? Neither of us are in a state to drive.”

“Hmmm-“ you begin but interrupt yourself with a fit of laughter.

“Hey you! What’s so funny?” Suguru joins in with you with laughter, jabbing his hands to your side and tickling you.

“Hey STOP!” Your laughter now becoming more uncontrollable.

The tickle fight-or rather tickle assault since you haven’t been able to get your hands on Suguru- comes to an abrupt stop as you fall off the couch, bringing Suguru down with.

You lay on the floor, with Suguru hovering on top of you. His hands holding yours over your head. Breaths are shaky and uneven. The two of you staring into each others souls, not daring to break the contact.

Heat rises up to your cheeks, but that was because of the wine. Right? Definitely not because you are feeling some way about Suguru, no. You loved Satoru still, you couldn’t.

But, it had been so long since you felt good.

“Su-Suggy.”

And as if he had read your mind, he placed his lips on yours, but in a way that was so soft. It wasn’t sloppy, it was perfect. So passionate, so needy.

Suguru had wanted this forever. An actual kiss. It felt so wrong, but it was so right. He needed this. Satoru told him to take care of you, but he never specified on how.

Every thought of guilt being pushed further and further into the back of his mind.

The wine giving him courage? Maybe, however he would have never done this if he had thought you wouldn’t reciprocate it back. He had noticed for a few weeks now the way your stares towards him had become more longing and more sincere. The touches you gave him on his arm or back, even the way you wrapped your arms around his neck, became longer and more heartwarming. Even if this was a one time thing, a moment of selfishness, pleasure, and lust, he was going to make it worth it. Make it the best moment of his life. He was going to make you feel good, gonna make him feel good.

“Let’s move to my room, doll.”

The run towards his room is fast. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him move that quick before. Quickly, he lays on the bed and pulls you on top of him, where now, you are straddling him.

A few more kisses are exchanged before Suguru is pulling your top off, no bra on as the two of you were just lounging around the house.

He stares, hard, although he doesn’t mean too. The stare now making you feel nervous and small, causing your face to shift. Of course, Suguru notices this.”

“You are so beautiful, y/n.”

Suguru did fulfill his duty to make you feel good. It was more than good, it was the best you ever felt…..in a while.

And in that moment of climax, shared between the two of you, Suguru was yours. You had him. You’ve always had him, but then. You really had him. You had officially seen him when he was most needy. Seen him in a moment of pleasure, ecstasy.

But, Suguru didn’t have you.

Because,

No matter what he did, how he made you feel, you would never be his. You were never his.

You are and always will be, Satoru’s.

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a/n: wow! and here it is. i am actually really proud of how this came out. now, onto what i needed to say. i’m thinking of writing a bunch of different side stories about this, like reader telling Gojo they’re pregnant, Gojo and readers first date, Gojo before the fatality, maybe an alternate ending👀 if that is something you guys would be interested in, lmk and i’ll start writing. thanks for reading<3 highly appreciated 🥰 sorry for the pain i may have caused, if it makes anyone feel better i got v emotional writing this!

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one piece smau: dating vivi edition

— IM AWARE SOME OF THESE HAVE RLLY BAD BLUE EDITTED HAIR BUT I WANTED TO TRY IT OUT AND SEE HOW IT WAS 😭

— a little different because its still modern au but i wanted to go with teh idea that vivi was still royalty and reader is her rlly hot bf that the public likes, but tabloids hot bc they dont think hes good enough for her ... whatever that trope is im a sucker for so thats why i made it this way

— male reader B)

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queenvivi: visited drum island <3

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dni_nami: popcrave is gonna love this onneee cuz u look so good here vivi !!

-> queenvivi: thank u nami, i miss u sm !

-> uso_pp: popcrave jus posted on twitter "queen vivi slays in recent photo, shocking the entire country"

king[name]: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE MY GIRLFRIEND ???I FEEL SICK TO MY STOMACH YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL

freeluffy: vivi when r u going to visit us :////

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king[name]: DO YOU NEED A PET? DO YOU NEED A DOG? I'LL BE A GOOD PET FOR U MY QUEEN

-> queenvivi: ??? babe i'm gonna change your password very soon

-> king[name]: WOOF WOOF WOOOOF

-> dni_nami: this why the media hates u [name]

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king[name]: will go to as many boring royalty events if it means im by her side <3

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randomroyallyobsessedfan: UGH THEY'RE SO CUTE I LOVE THEM I CANT WAIT FOR THEM TO GET MARRIED

queenvivi: you're so handsome in all of these, im the luckiest woman in the world

roro.zoro: can't you get into a lot of trouble with literally every country for complaining abt this???

-> king[name]: proof?

-> roro.zoro: mf wtf do u mean proof??? THE PROOF IS RIGHT IN THIS POST

igaram: i'm going to murder this dumbass boy.

-> king[name]: oooh im telling on you to miss terracota

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princesanji: i can't believe they make queen vivi cover her blue hair for these events, they are suffocating her natural beauty </333

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deuxmoi: do you guys remember when vivi and [name] started dating? the royal couple are everyone's favorite pair !! happy four years to the two of them, to many more in the future to the cutest couple in the worllddd!!! p.s. honestly thank god for [name] because we got to see vivi in his iconic leather jacket, hello?! she looks so good!!

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randomroyallyobsessedfan: atp if he doesnt propose to her i will

-> anotherrandom: if she doesnt marry him atp i will

uso_pp: its crazy we r literally friends with the queen of a whole country

-> freeluffy: no we are BEST friends with vivi, usopp :DDD

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ttchopper: i remember when they first met, vivi was a blushing mess the entire time

-> queenvivi: please do not remind me. its so embarassing chopper.

-> king[name]: my own girlfriend is embarassed of me </3

princesanji: it should have been ME

-> king[name]: you're a fraud dni w me thanks xoxo

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queenvivi: what lana said that one time

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dni_nami: i pyo to that song where is my credit

king[name]: stop i am NOT a serial killer the tabloids r gonna have a field day w this reference pls

-> uso_pp: if hes a serial killer then whats the worst that could happen to a girl thats already hurt. im alreayd huurutttt

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igaram: QUEEN VIVI BLINK TWICE IF U NEED HELP

-> pell: i'm going to confiscate your phone, she is fine. please relax igaram.

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king[name]: alexa play seven by jungkook EXPLICITY VERSION. EXPLICIT VERSION. EXPLICITY VERSION.

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robinkills: it's like [name] wants to get banned from seeing vivi again

-> king[name]: the entire country trying to keep me out will not stop me from seeing my beautiful girlfriend

dni_nami: seriously??? of all songs???

-> king[name]: its the way that you can ride its the way that you can ride

-> dni_nami: PLEASE SHUT TH EFUCK UP

-> queenvivi: babe please stop i can't keep explaining these references to my father he might kill you

-> king[name]: LEAVE YOU WITH THAT AFTERGLOOOWWWW

roro.zoro: 3d a better song but alright

-> uso_pp: the way you couldn't be more wrong???

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i would lay down my life to protect this woman form any harm to come her way, some of you simply will NEVER understand

queenvivi replied to your story: i love you so much, let's stay in tmrw to relax

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mattatouilletkachuk · 1 year

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Summerfest 2023

Jack Hughes x reader

I usually write stories and longer fics on my main blog but I thought I’d give this a shot. I finally looked up summerfest tickets and that inspired this.

Y/nusername

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Y/nusername: Drove a little further right this summer and ended up at Summerfest. Is it even a good summer without good music, humid weather and getting drunk friends? 🎶 🍻

jackhughes the best summers are the ones I get to spend with you ❤️

Y/nusername and I didn’t even have to tell you to say that. Aww 🥰 I love you babes 😘

trevorzegras I’m gonna barf 🤢

y/nusername don’t be salty just because you weren’t here

trevorzegras it wouldn’t have hurt anyone to at least invite me!!

jackhughes your invite probably got lost like the one you sent me for Coachella

trevorzegras …now who’s salty 🧂

Elblue6 Looks like you guys had a lot of fun. I can’t wait to see you all in a week.

y/nusername I’m counting down the days!

_quinnhughes idk it’s pretty chill here without Jack and his friends

y/nusername pretend all you like but I know you love me

_quinnhughes @/y/nusername it’s true I’ve petitioned to make you a permanent member of the family in exchange for getting rid of Jack

jackhughes I always knew you were plotting to get rid of me @_quinnhughes

_quinnhughes how’d you know? @/jackhughes

jackhughes Winter of ‘09 when you pushed me into a freezing lake kinda gave me an idea

lhughes_06 or Jack could just nut up and propose and we could have both of them forever.

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User1 is it just me or did Jack get awfully quiet

User2 with all the country artists that play at summerfest I’m surprised Jack hasn’t been before

ryleigh_white still sad Dawson and I couldn’t make it but that video you sent of Noah Kahan will sustain me for a life time

y/nusername I hope one song came through clear and without me screaming over it

_alexturcotte I vote we do this every summer

trevorzegras “we”???

y/nusername 🧂

jackhughes 🧂

Ybf/username 🧂

jackhughes

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jackhughes maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea

y/nusername so you admit I was right? Going to Summerfest was a good idea?

jackhughes I feel like if I say yes you’ll hold it over my head forever

y/nusername I would never. You wound me.

lhughes_06 smells like a lie 🤥

y/nusername @/lhughes_06 we still have to drive back to Michigan. Don’t think I won’t leave you stranded on some farm land.

lhughes_06 you wouldn’t @y/nusername

y/nusername try me moosey 😈

nicohischier we had a great season you deserve to have a good summer

jackhughes thanks cap. Will do.🫡

trevorzegras and here I was worried that @y/nusername was gonna take my place but now I gotta worry about @/_alexturcotte

y/nusername @/trevorzegras honestly I’d call you jealous but that little hussy has a picture before me. @/jackhughes explain yourself.

jackhughes i… 🏃💨

_alexturcotte Alexa play Pretty Girl Rock 🎶

colecaufield the fact that I’m not getting 📸 cred on that last picture should be a federal offense

y/nusername it’s a lovely picture @/colecaufield thx ☺️

jackhughes don’t be cocky @/colecaufield

dawson1417 I would say I wish I had been there but I just know that Jack and y/n were probably sucking face the whole time

lhughes_06 forget being attached at the hip they’re attached by the lips

y/nusername 💋

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sagesolsticewrites · 3 months

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Better Kind of Best Friend

Anthony, your friend-with-benefits, stops by for an impromptu visit after an interview.

a/n: Alexa, play Style (Taylor’s Version) by Taylor Swift 😏 And once again hugest of shoutouts to my darling Winnie for another fantastic playlist!!

Warnings: mature content (oral (f receiving), PinV penetration, Anto being a tease), swearing

Word count: 2.1k

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“Stupid—” You grumble, shoving the closet door closed.

You had just finished your fight with the broom, who simply refused to fit in the tiny storage closet where you kept all of your cleaning supplies, when your doorbell rang.

Sending up a silent thanks that whoever decided to call on you had done so after you had finished your fairly productive cleaning day, you moved to answer it.

And you couldn’t stop your jaw dropping when you saw who was behind it.

“Anto?”

“Hey,” he breathes, scanning you up and down, and it’s at that moment you realize just how little you’re wearing, having opted for a simple tank and your comfiest pair of shorts.

You step aside to let him in, taking in his appearance as he does so.

Messy hair, but messy in a way that lets you know it was styled that way. A simple, well-fitting white t-shirt, and what you had to admit were the best-looking jeans you’d ever seen in your life.

As he turns to you, you note his face looks smoother, almost matte— makeup.

“I— did you just come from an interview or something?”

“Yeah,” he says distractedly, “It finished, and I realized how close I was to your place, and I just… I wanted to see you.”

You both know he means something other than “see”, there.

“Is it, uh…” He glances around, seemingly realizing that he’s dropped in on you with zero warning, “not a good time?”

You shake your head.

“No, it’s fine.”

It could be 3am on a Wednesday, and you’d still be happy to see him.

“You want a coffee— or, sorry, tea?” You ask, nodding towards your now-spotless kitchen.

A minute later, he’s leaning against your counter as you rummage through the cabinets, though you know the mugs will likely be left to go cold sooner or later.

As you go through the motions of tea preparation, your mind drifts back to how this… arrangement started.

You had met on set several years back, and there was an instant connection between you two. Neither of you were looking for a relationship at that time, but what was supposed to be a one night stand turned into two. Then three. And now when he was in town every so often, he’d stop by. No matter how many times you swore to yourself that this is the last time… when he showed up with those damn puppy eyes practically begging to take you to bed, you couldn’t find it within yourself to say no. Even if it hurt every time he left again, because somewhere along the way you’d started wanting to be more than friends. And you’d kept that wish tucked close to your heart, because it had been a while since the last time he stopped by, and doing so right after an interview? You were sure he just wanted to… destress after a long day.

You hand him his mug, moving to lean against the kitchen island across from him.

After several minutes of silence, you speak, hyperaware of his gaze pinning you in place.

“So how’d the interview go?”

“I don’t think I wanna talk about the interview right now,” he replies in a low voice, and the way he scans you up and down has you squeezing your thighs together as if your life depends on it.

You try to think of something, anything to say in response, but your mind goes blank as he moves towards you — mug abandoned like you knew it would be — pinning you against the counter as his hands trail up your sides.

Your body goes loose and pliant under his touch, your head falling to the side to expose your neck as he noses at your jawline.

“Been too fucking long,” he breathes against your skin, and you barely have time to sigh his name before his lips are on your neck.

You arch into him as he scatters kisses all along your skin, making liberal use of his teeth to leave deep purple marks all over your neck. Your hand finds its way into his hair, fisting his curls as his mouth trails along your collarbone.

“Wanna taste you,” he murmurs against your skin, your spine tingling at the heat of his tone and the utterly molten look in his eyes as he looks up to meet your gaze, “Can I? Please?”

You nod furiously, your “yes” escaping as a soft moan.

He grips your hips firmly, lifting you onto the counter with an effortlessness that has heat pooling between your thighs — an effect heightened by the way his mouth remains on your skin as he steps between your legs and begins fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

You lift your arms to allow him to peel it off of you, your nipples pebbling in the cool air of the kitchen.

Anto swears softly as he drinks you in, eyes darkening, and you draw your bottom lip between your teeth as you wait for him to do something.

His mouth returns with a vengeance to attack your collarbone, quickly moving south to skim along the tops of your breasts.

“God, you’re fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs in a tone that has you letting out a moan even before his mouth moves to capture your nipple, the hand that isn’t still firmly attached to your hip moving up to toy with your other breast.

You whine his name as his tongue swirls expertly around you, his hand quickly replacing his mouth as he pulls away to repeat the action where his hand just was.

His ministrations soon have you grinding against nothing, hips bucking desperately against the air, and you can feel the teasing bastard chuckle against your skin as he mouths his way down your stomach.

“Impatient, are we?” He hums, something sparking in his eyes at the yelp that escapes you when he digs his teeth teasingly into the soft flesh just above the waistband of your shorts.

“You said yourself it’s been too fucking long,” you pant, sighing out a “finally” and lifting your hips as he makes quick work of removal your shorts and panties.

Your relief is soon replaced once again by impatience as he kneels between your legs, fingertips lightly dragging through your slick folds, and then putting his mouth…

On your fucking thigh, nibbling and sucking his way almost to your core before repeating the motions on your other thigh.

“Anto, you fucking…”

You can’t even finish your complaint, words escaping you as you whine at the feeling of his teeth grazing against your skin.

“What was that?” He hums, a teasing glint in his eyes as he looks up to meet your gaze, “Something you wanna say?”

“Quit being a teas— oh my god.”

Your plea is cut off with a cry as his mouth finally reaches your core, licking deep into your folds.

He lets out a groan, the vibrations of which send delicious shivers throughout your body as he drags his tongue through your core.

You moan, long and loud as your hand finds its way into his messy waves, pulling him closer. One of his hands remains on your thigh, keeping your legs spread, while the other moves upwards, his thumb expertly circling your clit.

“Fuck, Anto,” you whine, your head falling back as his mouth and fingers work overtime on your core, tightening the growing tension just below your belly.

He hums in satisfaction against you, recognizing the signs of you reaching your peak, and it takes no time at all for him to guide you through your climax as you release with a cry of his name.

Legs shaking, your eyes flutter open in time to see him mouthing his way back up your body, lips dragging deliciously against your skin.

He sucks at the tender skin of your neck, and you can feel him grinning against you at your shaky exhale.

“Oh Y/N, you didn’t think I’d forgotten what you liked, did you?”

Fucking tease.

“Oh Anto, you're not done already, are you?” You manage to quip back, squeezing his hips between your thighs.

“Definitely not,” he says lowly, pulling away to shuck off his shirt as your hands move to fumble with his belt.

You lean forward to drag your mouth along his neck, lips gliding up the hollow of his throat and along his jawline as he retrieves something from his pocket before his remaining clothes join the pile on your kitchen floor.

A huff of a laugh escapes you as you see the familiar foil packet in his hand.

“You came prepared, huh?”

“Don’t I always?” He says, mouth twitching up into the smallest of smiles.

You expertly tear it open and roll the latex onto him, unable to hide your smirk at the way his breath hitches when you drag your fingers teasingly back up his shaft.

He swears under his breath at your touch before planting his hands on the counter on either side of you, caging you in. He leans in, his breath hot on your skin as he lines himself up at your entrance with a whisper of “I’m gonna fuck you now, yeah?”

You just barely bite back a ragged moan, settling for a shaky “yes, please” as he slowly presses into you.

“Look at you, getting your manners back as soon as I’m inside you,” he teases once he’s fully entered you, hips pressed flush to yours, “You missed me that badly?”

I did, I really did, is what you long to say, but you can’t bring yourself to say the words that could ruin the delicate balance of your relationship, so you settle for stammering: “Shut up and fuck me already.”

A wicked grin crosses his face, and he slowly pulls out and thrusts back into you, your breath hitching as his hips snap into yours repeatedly.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck, teeth grazing your skin as he pants against you.

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

Your only response is a desperate whine, your fingers tugging at the curls at the nape of his neck.

He mumbles praise against your skin, the tension within you building with every thrust.

Your ankles lock behind his back, pulling him closer as he drives deeper into you, your nails grazing down his back as you let out a loud moan.

“Anto— Anto, fuck, ‘m gonna—”

“Oh, yes,” he growls into your ear, continuing the punishingly fast pace, “C’mon, Y/N, come for me—”

His thumb moving to circle your clit as he continues to pound into you is the thing that sends you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave.

With a muffled groan, Anto quickly follows suit, spilling into the condom after two more erratic thrusts before slumping against you, utterly spent.

He presses sloppy kisses up your neck as the two of you attempt to catch your breath, swearing softly as he pulls out of you and huffing out a laugh as you whine at the sudden emptiness.

“You alright?” He asks softly once you’ve both got your breath back, wriggling back into his boxers and t-shirt after he’s discarded the condom.

You nod, slipping back into your tank and shorts.

“Wanna hang out for a bit? I’m on a bit of a Bake-Off binge right now…”

Your heart soars at the way his eyes light up at the chance to watch something mindless after a day of answering endless questions about his career— he loves it, you know he does, but you also know the toll it takes.

“I’d love that,” he grins, making quick work of wriggling back into his jeans and following you to the living room.

You find yourself curled up next to him, his arm around your shoulders as you both point out the clear mistakes each contestant is making (mistakes that you both would definitely make, but that’s not important right now).

— — —

You groan, eyes fluttering open against the bright sunlight streaming through your windows, a blanket that you didn’t remember pulling over you falling to the floor as you sit up. Blearily, you glance around, feeling like something’s missing…

Your heart sinks the tiniest bit as you realize he must have left at some point in the middle of the night.

It would’ve been awkward if he stayed, you scold yourself, it’s better this way.

That logic doesn’t stop a smile growing on your face as you notice a thermos of tea on the coffee table, next to a scrap of paper with Anto’s signature scrawl.

Y/N,

Thanks for letting me barge in yesterday. Sorry I couldn’t stay, but I promise I’ll drop by again soon. Thanks for the tea and… everything else ;)

Yours,

Anto

You take a sip of the tea— just the way you liked it, of course— relishing the ache between your legs. If this was all you could have of him for now, well…

You’d take it, happily.

#don’t worry i do have a part 2 planned y’all <3 #anthony boyle x reader #anthony boyle smut #anthony boyle #anthony boyle imagine #anthony boyle fic #my writing #anthony boyle rpf

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daisybianca · 1 year

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helloe helloe ! m not sure if your asks are open, if theyre not you can totally just ignore/delete this 🫶🏻

im just going through fernando brainrot like how he’d be if he were jealous if someone else were to make you laugh a little bit too loud or a person getting too close and flirty with you (obv the reader has to be oblivious to the flirty antics for the increased spice of jealous!fernando) but i can just envision him getting so smug when he shows everyone that only he can charm you the way he does 🛐

pairing: fernando alonso x femalereader

summary: seeing you flirting with another man sends a pang of jealousy through fernando's heart, but he knows you belong to him

warnings: jealousy

(a/n): I don't know why this took me so long, sorry. Anyway, Alexa, play any Taylor Swift song

FERNANDO ALONSO is a man known for his charming, charismatic nature, and it's no surprise that he has a certain air of possessiveness about him when it comes to the people he cares about.

As he watches you interact with others, he can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy when he sees someone else making you laugh a little bit too loud or flirting with you a little too heavily.

"My love," he says, taking your hand and leading you away from the crowd. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

You nod, grinning up at him. "I am now," you say, feeling a flutter in your heart as he smiles down at you.

But it's not long before the flirting begins again, and Fernando can't help but feel an intense jealousy boiling up inside him like a volcanic eruption.

As he watches you laugh and lean into another person, he feels a sense of possessiveness rising within him like a wave breaking over a cliff. You belong to him, and he's not going to let anyone else encroach on what's rightfully his.

So he steps up his game, flirting with you in a way that only he can, with wit and charm that he's honed over the years. Like a snake charmer twisting a cobra into a hypnotized dance, he wields his words with grace and precision, leaving you hypnotized in his presence. And it works.

You feel a sense of excitement and anticipation that you haven't felt in a long time, and you can't help but be drawn to him like a moth to the flame.

As the night comes to a close, Fernando takes your hand and leads you away from the crowded room. "You're mine," he says, a smug glint in his eye. "And no one else is going to charm you the way I do." The sound of your heart skipping a beat is the only response he needs.

Pulling you closer again, his lips capture your own in a series of gentle kisses that leave you feeling breathless and completely at peace in his arms.

Fernando Alonso may be one of the world's greatest Formula One drivers, but in this moment, he's something more to you.

He's your protector, your confidant, your soulmate.

He's the one who's been there for you through it all, through the good times and the bad.

He's the one who knows all your secrets, all your hopes and dreams, and who still loves you unconditionally.

He's the one who makes you feel alive, who makes you feel like you can conquer anything, no matter how difficult it may be.

And despite everything that you've been through, he still manages to make you feel safe, secure, and loved.

He's the one who makes you feel whole, and who makes your heart skip a beat just by looking at you.

He's the one who makes you feel like you're the most special person in the world, even when you know that you're not.

"Just know that I'm always here to protect you. Nobody's ever gonna hurt or bother you, not as long as I'm around. Okay?" He brushes his lips against your temple after you have offered him an understanding nod.

And as you head home together, hand in hand, Fernando feels a sense of satisfaction. He's shown everyone that you're his, and no one else is going to steal you away from him. You belong to him, and he'll always be there to make sure that no one else gets too close.

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megantheebaddest · 1 year

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Silent Treatment

Reader and Jack are giving each other the silent treatment but both of them absolutely hate it. Warning this does turn into a little bit of smut xx

It’s been about two days since you and Jack have had the worst fight you ever had. Lots of screaming and name calling and hurtful things were said. You and him both knew you both didn’t really mean more than half of the things that were said. But that didn’t stop you both from giving the silent treatment to each other. The vibes in your shared apartment were so negative and to be honest you were hoping this silent treatment would end very soon. You haven’t slept good the past two night because Jack didn’t cuddle up to you to keep you warm. The first night he slept on the couch, and last night he didn’t come to bed until 5:30 am.

You missed him so much and wanted to end the silent treatment but the look on his face and his attitude and actions made it clear as day that he was not ready to give it up. You wanted to make him breakfast but you figured why waste the time because he was just going to be petty and not eat it. That’s one thing about Jack is he is PETTY. So you just leaned up against the kitchen island and sipped your coffee while scrolling your phone, trying to pay him no mind while he slammed cabinets and the fridge gathering up whatever he could for breakfast. An occasional sigh leaving his plump lips.

After what felt like an eternity Jack was finally sitting down eating his breakfast and it was quiet again. You liked the quietness but hated the reason for it. You were still sipping your coffee, a few giggles coming from you due to tik tok. You didn’t know but Jack has been eyeing you up the whole time. He has the perfect view from where he’s sitting. His eyes admiring every curve, and the way your night gown outlines your plump ass. He could tell that you weren’t wearing any panties. The sight of your back side had him bricked up. He was about to break the silence just so he could get a taste of you but the pettiness in him didn’t want to be the one to break the silence. Instead he just treated you as eye candy. Until you stood up from your position, you were still looking at your phone while putting your coffee cup under the keurig and hitting brew. You did it effortlessly without paying attention, Jack let out a soft chuckle only he could hear. He always laughed at your addiction to coffee because he couldn’t understand how someone could love it so much. He got up to take his dishes to the sink and while you were still consumed by your phone he bent down to sneak a peak. You were in fact not wearing panties. He just shook his head and made his way to the living room trying to shake the thoughts he had. You on the other hand took your cup of coffee up to have a relaxing bath.

About 40 minutes passed by and Jack made his way up to your shared bedroom. He was heading to get dressed for the few things he had to run out and do. He entered the bedroom were his eyes immediately met the sight of you in a matching bra and panties set with your hair up in a towel. You were standing in the full body mirror applying your makeup for the day. The Alexa in your room was playing ‘Out Front’ by Jack softly as background music. His heart melted anytime he heard you play his music. But this sight of you really fucked with him. You looked so good and it really took everything in him to not throw you on the bed and fuck you senseless. If he didn’t have obligations to tend to he absolutely would. It annoyed him so bad that you didn’t pay him any attention when he entered the room. He just got ready and grabbed everything he needed shutting the door softy as he left the room. His heart slowly breaking at you not even being curious as to where he was heading.

But that was in fact not true. You bit your tongue so hard in order to not ask him where he was going. You just figured he was heading to the studio. This was so dumb. Why not just be the bigger person and apologize, so this stupid silent treatment doesn’t continue? Well anytime you both fight you are always the one to apologize and you told yourself you weren’t going to be the one to do it this time.

Once you were dressed for the day you decided to venture out and get a few of your own errands done. You went to the bank, and made a pit stop for an iced coffee before heading to do a little clothes shopping, then eventually heading to the grocery store for dinner. You figured you’d cook tonight since you haven’t out of spite the past couple days. You thought that maybe if you cooked it would fasten the process of lifting the silence. You got home and Jack was still gone. You brought all the bags from your shopping haul. You left the clothes bags by the steps and made your way to the kitchen to cook. Tonight you were keeping it simple with chicken caesar salad and garlic bread.

About 15 minutes later you heard the door to your apartment open and shut. You smiled to yourself at the thought of him finally being home. When Jack opened the door he saw all the clothes bags piled by the steps and he smiled to himself. He always laughed when you would tell him there’s no such thing as too many clothes. He made his way to the kitchen to see what the good smell is. You had your back to him cutting up the chicken and salad ingredients. He smiled at you but you obviously weren’t looking. He grabbed a stool to sit on at the kitchen island. He had a bunch of important papers that he had to look over and sign so he sat in the kitchen with you to do it. Usually he does that in his office. But he misses you.

As you wait for the chicken to fry you open up a cherry blow pop and plop it in your mouth. The noise of the wrapper caught Jack’s attention. He slowly looked up at you, watching this lollipop swirling around in your mouth. He swallowed and tried to focus on his papers. You grabbed your phone and started scrolling it again, occasionally making sucking and popping noises. Jack snapped his head back up at you. You weren’t paying any attention. His eyes now glued to your mouth. You were holding the lollipop stick while swirling your tongue all over the blow pop. The noises sounded all too familiar to Jack. He watched as your lips wrapped around the blow pop so perfectly and how you would slowly pull it out of your mouth before putting it back in. Jack was a whole mess just from watching you suck on a lollipop. He almost laughed out loud due to you being so oblivious to how you were eating it. For a minute he thought you have been teasing him all day on purpose but he just realized that that’s not true at all. You had no idea what you were doing to him. Here he was sitting there bricked up and you were clueless.

He got up to get himself a drink, he came up behind you and pushed his hard on up against your butt. He had on hand gripping your hip the other reaching up above you to grab a glass out of the cabinet. You were shocked at the sensation out of no where. Almost immediately you pushed back against him. He let go of you to walk to the fridge.

“You’ve had me bricked up all day. Not good when i’m supposed to be mad at you.” He said spinning around to face you as he leaned against the counter sipping his drink and looking at you with those beautiful blue eyes. You stood there gazing back at him shocked that he said something.

“Huh?” is all you could say. What was he talking about? You’ve literally done nothing.

“Mhm.. Walking around here with no panties this morning and now i gotta sit here and watch you suck on that lollipop?” He said sounding frazzled.

You let out a loud laugh. “Oh my gosh.. grow up Jack.” you said flinging your lollipop in the garbage and checking on the chicken. You felt Jack come up behind you. He slithered his arms around your waist.

“Come onnnn.. No more attitude or silent treatment. I miss you ma” He said into your neck making you jump and squeal at the ticklish feeling. “I’m so sorry for everything that happened the other night. I never want to fight like that again. And I definitely don’t want to ever do this silent shit again either. I hated that.” He said making you giggle.

“I know that really did suck.. and I’m sorry too Jackman. I love you so much.” You said turning around so that you were in a deep hug. “But seriously that’s all it takes for you to get bricked up?” You said jokingly.

“Oh cut me some slack mamas. I haven’t even touched you in like 3 days. I’m withdrawing.” He said laughing.

You were smiling and looking up at him as your hand creeped down to the front of his jeans. You rubbed the tip of your fingers on his stomach just above the band of his jeans. He instantly tensed up.

“Don’t start if you’re not gonna do anything.” Was all he could breathe out. Both of your hands went straight for the button and zipper of his jeans. You quickly undid them with ease. You dropped to your knees at record speed. The second his dick sprung free you took him all in.

“Ohhhhh fuck y/n!” Jack screamed as his head fell back in pleasure. “Uhh i needed this so bad baby” he moaned loud. You quickened your pace and started massaging his balls.

“Y/n.. Holy fuck.. You’re so amazing baby” he moaned louder. You moaned against him and he sharply breathed in. You slowed down and swirled your tongue on his tip and sucked just the tip for a minute. His knees shook and he almost fell to the ground.

“Fuck!” He screamed. He grabbed a perfect fist full of your hair and held your head steady. He fucked the shit out of your throat while praising you.

“You’re such a good girl for me y/n.. Mmm fuck” Jack moaned slowing down.

“Can you take all of my cum for me pretty girl?” He asks you guiding your face up to look at him.

“Mmm yes baby i can.” you whine out.

He starts pumping himself while looking you in the eyes. He was a moaning mess while you sat on the floor beneath him with your tongue hanging out waiting for his cum to hit your face.

He came all over your face and you took him back in your mouth almost causing him to fall over again. After he cums his dick becomes so sensitive so it almost took his balance. He screamed the loudest i ever heard him scream in pleasure.

“No baby.. I can’t handle.. it” He barely breathed out. He stood there against the counter with his head resting back on the cabinets. He was dripping sweat and trying to gain his composure while you were still sitting on your knees looking up at him with the biggest smile.

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sweet-villain · 11 months

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I Had To Fall To Lose~E.M

Words: 7.8K

Warning : Angst, mention of cheating

Anonymous asked:

Heyy!! I don't know if you still get requests, if so, here's one, and if not, I'm sorry! so, Eddie and Reader have been dating for a long time, and Reader discovers that she is pregnant, but when she goes to tell Eddie she catches him cheating on her

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Your hands shook as you closed your eyes taking a deep breathe trying to erase the image in your mind of what you just walked into. Your fresh tears streamed like waterfalls down your cheeks onto the chipped table in Benny’s. The chatter of customers walking in and out didn’t pay no mind to you. You don’t care who saw you like this. You wanted to be alone. You wanted to scream across the ocean, across the universe and shout about all the pain you were feeling. You felt so stupid for trusting him. For loving him. For letting him into your life.

“ Here you go, kiddo” a milkshake was place in front of you. Your teary eyes looked up looking to see Benny standing there with a thin smile on his lips as he looked anywhere but at you. It broke his heart to see you like this. You were on of his favorite customers that has been walking in twice a week, greeting him with a smile and never causing any trouble.

“I-“ you were about to tell him that you couldn’t pay for it sine you didn’t bing any cash with you or your wallet. You didn’t even have the moments to stands up to get the wallet in your car. Benny shook his head as he understood what you meant without any other words needed to be said.

“ I got it” he says. “ Looks like you needed” Benny wasn’t really good with feelings, but he understood the hurt when he saw it. It was written all over your face.

“ Thank you” your shaky hands reached out and taking the cold milkshake into your hands bringing your lips to the straw, taking a drink. The cold milkshake makes your dry throat feel a little bit better but you can’t seem to like the drink as you feel the pain in your heart ache. Your hand drops down to your stomach as you remember the real reason you wanted to talk to him. The person you thought was the love of your life.

It was all a lie.

You were only starting your senior year when you walked into your English class making your way to the back of the classroom setting your books down and taking a seat is when you met him. He’s been to busy doodling in his notebook to take notice that you had sat down in the seat next to him.

The sweet scent hit him when he was coloring in one of his drawings and he turned his head to look around the room to spot what that smell is. His brown doe eyes dropped onto the seat next to him, on you that was taking out a pencil from your pencil case you had. His eyes fall over your chosen outfit and his eyes light up like a Christmas Tree.

A smile grows on his face as he leans back in his chair.

“ Eddie” he offers his hand to you. Your suddenly surprised he’s talking to you, and looked around the room to make sure he’s been talking to you. You know you were only being silly but you had make sure you weren’t seeing things.

“ Y/N” you mumbled your name and shook his head. The person in front of you turned around, scrunching their nose at the sight of Eddie and turned to look at you.

“ You don’t need to make friends with the freak” he spatted. Eddie jaw clenched as he snapped at him, “ Turn around Carver, you might learn a thing or two.”

“ What did you say to me?” Jason Carver stood up, towering over Eddie’s desk when your voice spoke up bringing both their attention to you

“ Leave him alone, blondie” Jason turned to glance at you as he scoffed eyeing you up and down. “ And what are you going to do about it?” He snickered. You stood up from your chair to face him. The whole class was watching as this plays out with the teacher still not walking in class.

“ This” your foot rose up and stomped hard on his foot. Jason winced as he gripped while you quickly sat back into your seat just as the teacher walked in. Eddie was laughing when Jason fell over his desk too gripping his leg in pain.

“ Mr. Carver, class hasn’t even begun and you’ve already caused trouble” the teacher said with her hands on her hips. Jason was muttering underneath his breath gripping his leg in pain as he pointed a finger at you.

“ I don’t know what your pointing at but get back in your seat Mr. Carver before you get detention” Jason slide into his seat muttering how you caused his pain and that you should be the one in trouble.

He turned around to glare at you with his eyes in slits as he gritted his teeth.

“ This isn’t over, nerd” he says and turns back around. Eddie has been smirking in his seat as he turns to lean over to you.

“ That was really awesome, you didn’t have to do that sweetheart” the pet name causes your cheeks to redden as you shrug.

Eddie knew then he liked you.

Just like Jason had said that it wasn’t over. At lunch he saw you get in line to get your lunch while he snickered with Andy and Patrick pointing at you as he talked to them. They were planning something and Eddie saw them looking at you. He quickly stood up from his seat to watch in cast they tried something.

As you were looking around to sit at the table not taking notice as Jason stuck his foot out an you tripped sending your tray flying. The whole cafeteria erupted into laughter. You had your hands out in front so that you don’t plant on your face.

“ Sorry didn’t see you there” he snickered. You glared at him when you turned over.

“ Oh do you need help?” Andy asked you. “ You look really sad, let me help you” he says taking the milk off his own tray and pouring it over your head. Your mouth dropped in shock feeling it run down your hair and some on your face. You felt embarrassed when you heard a loud yell and Andy was tackled by a mane of curls and a Dio vest that you were familiar with.

Eddie had came to the rescue. Jason and Patrick were about to take him off of Andy when they were tackled by two other guys that you had no idea who they were. A pair of hands were helping you up. Two boys. One had a hat on with curly hair while the other had black hair.

“ Come on” one said taking your wrist and running out with you in the hall followed by the other as the two rounded the corner. You thought you were in the clear with them trying to catch your breathe with your hands on your knees, hunched over but you spoke too soon as you heard pairs of feet running.

A hand reached out to grab your wrist and you were running again. This time a mane of curls were in front of you, running with you to the football field and behind the bleachers where he fell down on the ground with the others. You stood to the side catching your breath and leaning against one of the poles.

Laughter filled your eyes. They were laughing.

Eddie sat up once he caught his breathe and catching your eyes.

“ Are you okay?” He asks once he got his breathing back, the laughter had stopped as you noticed all eyes were on you. Your cheeks redden from the attention of them.

“ Y/N these are my sheeps” he points to his friends, introducing each one and they wave to you. “ Guys, this is Y/N” he says to them, introducing you.

That was the firs time you met the Hellfire Club guys and they became your friends too.

There has been many encounters where the boys have defended you against Jason Carver and his basket ball goons and the other way around. You were always there and even though you weren’t part of the Hellfire Club, you were always welcomed with a spot next to Eddie at the table.

Eddie grumbled underneath his breathe, one of his hands were in his hair as he gripped while erasing the problem he’s been working on. He couldn’t understand any of it. He listened in class and wrote down notes but they weren’t really understood. He had messy writing and he always got distracted by working on his drawings that he was going to use in his next campaign.

“ What’s the matter?” You asked, leaning over to look at what he has written down. He has been erasing and rewriting too many times that you notice the spot where he was suppose to write his answer is grey. Blood rushed to his ears when he noticed how close you were. He could smell your sweet scent and bite the inside of his cheek holding himself back from grabbing you and planting one on you.

He was having a hard battle inside his mind preventing from screaming out that he was into you. He was afraid that you’d laugh in his face and tell him he was one big joke.

You looked over the problem, humming to yourself as you worked it out in your head. Eddie watched you as he turned his head in wondering hearing you hum. He was used to hearing it and it was always when you figured it out or you were working things in your head. He found it adorable and funny at the same time.

His nose scrunched up when you took your time and kept him waiting. He rather you show him how it’s done that he could have you close to him rather than listen to the teacher explain it to him again.

“ You thinking too hard up there, sweetheart” he tapped the end of his pencil against the side of your head. Your cheeks flushed as he tapped it and playfully pushed at his shoulder.

“ Shut it, Eds. I’m trying to help” He nodded, dropping his pencil and leaning his head on his head as he watched you. You took out some scrap paper, a piece from his notebook that he has yet to notice. You began to work on the problem with the tip of your tongue peeking out as you focused.

Eddie did the same thing when he was focusing on something. He hasn’t even noticed that you were snapping your fingers in front of his face. His eyes blinked up a couple of time too busy staring at how beautiful you were to notice you were done.

“ Eddie? Earth to Eddie Munson?” You snapped your fingers in front of his face again tying to get his attention. When his eyes fallen on the paper and he took notice of the small drawings on the edge of the paper you used, he wasn’t upset but he was happy that you used his paper.

“ Huh?” He asked, “ Oh.” His cheeks flushed as he looked over your work, his eyebrow knitting together as his eyes scanned your work. His eyes brightens when he understood.

“ I see where it went wrong” he nods as he works on the problem on his own, but not before he reached over and placed a kiss on your cheek. Your cheeks flushed feeling his lips on your skin. You had to pause a moment as you took a deep breath forgetting for a moment you were in your room with him, alone while working on homework.

Homework was something Eddie Munson didn’t like to do. But with you, he was trying. He wanted to graduate and make you proud of him. He wanted Wayne to be proud of him. Eddie didn’t take notice how you smiled over him looking at him like he’s given you the moon with one kiss on the cheek.

That was the first time he kissed you. On the cheek.

“ What is this place?” You asked looking up reading the sing that said “ Family Video” as you never been here before. Eddie hopped out of the van as he drove the two of you to stop by to rent movies for tomorrow night, thinking you should pick out what you wanted to watch and meet Steve.

“ You’ve met Robin in school, she works here” he says not bothering to mention Steve works here too. He wasn’t going to say how he thinks that Steve has the better hair than he does. He kept it to himself as he opened the door for you.

“ M’lady” he asked, bowing down. You let out a giggle and stepped inside.

“ Welcome to Family-“ Robin cut herself off as a bright smile appears on her face at the sight of you. “ Y/N! Munson!” She shouts. Steve ends the phone call and hangs up the phone as he turns his head seeing you.

He runs a hand through his hair making sure he looks good. Eddie frowns watching as Steve stood straighter, fixed his vest and ran a hand through his hair once more.

“ Well, hello” Steve greets you. You pass to look at Eddie who is staring angrily at Steve for some reason and Robin rolls her eyes with a sigh.

“ Dingus, this is Y/N. Y/N this is dingus known as Steve Harrington” you rose your eyebrow at the nickname Robin had chosen for Steve.

“ Don’t listen to her, it’s nice to meet you” Steve leans his hands on the counter as he leans a bit more in and smirks. “ How can I help you, today?”He asks.

Eddie comes up behind you and takes your sleeve and tugs it.

“ This way “ he says. It doesn’t pass that you took notice of the look on his face. It looked like he was jealous. Steve’s eyebrow frowned together as Robin smack his arm for being an idiot and shoots with her eyes at Eddie.

“ What are you even doing, Robin? Is something in your eye?” He asks. “Do you need to me to take a look?”

Robin threw her hands up in the air as she can’t deal with Steve today. Instead she focused on spying you and what was going on between you and Eddie. Eddie has been browsing the shelves while you were walking behind him, looking too.

“ That Steve guy, huh?” You were trying to start a conversation with Eddie but it looks like you hit a spot because his shoulder stiffed as his head moved down to hide his face from you with his hair.

“ Is he your friend?” You continued to ask, not feeling like you were bothering him with this but it made Eddie feel uncomfortable. “ Kinda” Eddie answered dryly picking up a film from the shelf and turning to you.

“ Did you find anything?” You picked up a copy of Friday the 13th randomly and Eddie groaned throwing his head back. “ Seriously? You couldn’t pick up anything better?”

“ But this is good” Eddie sighed as he didn’t argue with you and taking the film from your hands making his way to the counter.

“ Did you two find everything okay?” Robin asks. She eyes between the two of you.

“ Yeah, it was fine” Eddie answers.

“ Maybe we can watch a movie one night or I can take you to get a burger?” Steve offers you all of sudden. Eddie’s jaw clenches as he glares at Steve.

“ Um…” you mumbled not really knowing what to say because Steve isn’t your type but you looked over to Eddie seeing the look on your face and it gave you the answer you were looking for.

“ Thank you for the offer, Steve. But, I already have a date” Eddie was about to question on what you meant by that when your hand wrapped around his wrist to tug him. Eddie took the bag from Steve hands wit a smirk on his face like he won.

Steve looks disappointed feeling like he’s off his game. When you two were out of the store, Robin smacks him in the back of his head.

“ Those two like each other, stop with the lame flirting. You suck, dingus” Steve was rubbing the back of his head while glaring at Robin.

“ Noted, thanks” he mumbles.

Eddie sits in the driver side as he looks over at you.

“ A date, huh?” Your cheeks flushed looking out the window feeling embarrassed and caught in the moment kinda of feeling. “ I’m sorry, I just felt like you didn’t like that Steve was talking to me” you turn to glance at him seeing the surprise look on his face that he’s been caught.

“ Um.. how so?” He asked. He cleared his throat as he started the van.

“ You were clenching your jaw and glaring at him.”

Eddie mumbles “ sorry” underneath his breath but you hear it and reach over to place a hand on top of his. It sent him a sense of comfort and his cheeks flush red at your touch. He likes it and wants you to keep your hand on top of his. You kept it there for the rest of the ride to the trailer.

That was the first time you knew that there was something there between you and Eddie. You felt comfortable and safe around him.

But Eddie wasn’t the only jealous one, you have caught him staring hopelessly over at Chrissy Cunningham as she sat a few rows down writing into her notebook and catching his glances every few times sending him a smile.

The green monster inside of you knocked and knocked on your door. The grip on your pencil had tightened while you tried to ignore the puppy dog look he’s been giving her. He softly sighed letting you hear it. He scooted his desk a little ahead, the noise casting looks from the other students and Chrissy. The teacher rose his head to tell Eddie to be quite while others were working.

Eddie stuck his tongue out in answer and turned his head to look at Chrissy.

“ Here” you slammed your paper on top of his desk knowing he wasn’t going to work on his classwork and get anything done. The sudden slamming of your paper on top of his desk caused him to jump at his seat and turn his head to look down where your hand is.

He rose his head to meet the small pout look on your face and the eyebrows pinched together. Why were you pouting? Did something happened?

He looked around the classroom to see if he could spot something out of the ordinary that he didn’t catch but he found nothing. He grew concern of the slamming of the paper and why you suddenly were acting as if someone kicked you like a lost puppy.

You leaned back into your seat and twisted your pencil in your hands trying to distract yourself from his eyes on you. You looked briefly at the clock on the wall wishing it would hurry up that you would escape the classroom and escape the feeling you were feeling. Eddie took your paper in his hands and jotting down on his own paper the answer and slipped your paper back on your desk, a small thank you coming from him.

You didn’t wave him off or anything or gave him a small nod with a smile like you usually do. His eyebrows pinched together when he noticed you weren’t looking at him even. There was nothing. He ripped out a piece of paper from his notebook and wrote down, “ What’s wrong?”

He tossed it onto your desk hoping you’d open it an answer it. You were about to reach for it and open it when the bell rang saving you from answering the question that Eddie had hope you did. You scrambled to get your things leaving quicker than Eddie thought you would. He didn’t bother to cast a look at Chrissy even, he was more concern with what he did wrong to upset you.

He hurried to catch up with you while you were quicker on your feet moving in between students to get to your locker to get your backpack. It was the end of the day and you wanted to crawl into bed and hide away from the world.

“ Y/N!!” He shouted trying to catch up with you. When he did, he stood by your locker as you put in the code and opened it. The open locker shield his face from you when you were getting your things and slipping them into your backpack. You didn’t bother to look at the picture that was taped on the open side of the Hellfire and you, in the front it was you and Eddie looking at each other and doing a silly face.

You slammed the locker shut and threw your backpack over your shoulders and onto your back as you held onto the straps turning to slip past Eddie. But he side stepped you and blocking you from letting you pass or go anywhere.

His lips were in a deep frown and his brown doe eyes pleading with answers.

You sighed, “ Eddie, move.”

He shook his head, his mane of curls bouncing as he shook his head.

“ What did I do?” He asked, his voice sounded broken that he hurt you in some type of way.

“ It’s been a long day and I want to go home, Eddie.” You didn’t make any eye contact with him as you wanted to quickly get away from him as quick as possible. The feeling of jealousy was growing more and more inside and was ready to burst any minute now.

“ Let me drive you home then, sweetheart”

“ I’ll walk”

A sweet voice interrupted the conversation and you weren’t surprised on who it was.

“ Eddie?” Chrissy Cunningham stood with her books in her arms holding close to her chest as she shyly smiled at Eddie. You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Of course it had to be her.

Eddie’s eyes turned to glance at her as she begins to ask him a question but you didn’t hear it because you walked around and started to head towards the door when Eddie looked around after answering her question that you were no were in sight. He spotted the back of your head just as you walked out the doors.

“ Shit” he muttered to himself chasing you down. He caught up to you just as you were headed a little past the first row of cars and gabbed onto your wrist which you snatched it away.

“ What?” You shouted, turning around to glare at him when his eyes grew wide as saucers and he stepped back. His eyes blinked not very used to you yelling.

“ Let me drive you home” he tries again, softer tone and his face softens. He looked adorable but right now you didn’t want to be around him.

“ Y/N!” You heard across the parking lot. Your head turns seeing it was Robin waving her hand at you while he stood next to a car. Inside of the car was Steve Harrington as you could tell from the hair. “ You need a ride?” She shouted.

“ No she doesn’t!” Eddie shouted answering for you.

“ Yeah I do!” You answered at the same time. Eddie shook his head.

“ Let me take you home” he pleads but you walk past him making your way over to Steve. Eddie balled up his fists to the side as his jaw clenched, letting out a sigh seeing you completely ignored him. He watches as you greet Robin with a hug and wave to Steve slipping into the back.

“ That’s got to hurt” Dustin says as he watches with Mike standing next to him.

“ Shut it, Henderson” Eddie mutters making his way over to his van with a groan added. He wasn’t too happy that you took the ride from Steve.

It wasn’t until later that he came knocking on your door trying to find out what he did to fix it. Your mom answered the door greeting him with a cheerful tone while you groaned in the kitchen finishing up washing the dishes.

“ She’s in the kitchen” your mom tells him as she closes the door.

“ Thank you Mrs Y/L/N” Eddie says making his way into your kitchen seeing you were piling them on the dish rack for them to dry. It wasn’t many and you were just about done. Your back was to him as he stepped in.

“ You didn’t call me to tell me you got home safe” he says breaking the silence between the two of you.

“ I didn’t know I needed to inform you” you mumbled, rolling your eyes in a dry tone that pissed him off.

“ Okay whatever this, whatever I did to make you upset. It ends now. Talk to me” he says and this time he’s right besides you leaning with his hip against the counter trying to look at you from the side. You don’t bother to glance at him when you finish up and dry your hands with a nearby towel.

“ I don’t want to talk to you” you mumble again but loud enough for him to hear. “ Just go talk to Chrissy, I’m sure she’s better company than I am” you added with spite in your tone.

Eddies eyebrows pinched together until he put two and two and he chuckled. You turned around quickly hearing him let out a chuckle. You put your arms across your chest and not finding it anything funny about it.

“ What’s funny?” He made his way over to you where he boxed you in between the counters and his body. Your eyes grew wide seeing how close he was. His breath fanned over your face.

“ Sweetheart” he started reaching up with his hands and moved a piece of hair behind your ear. “ Are you jealous?” He asked, a hint of joy in his tone.

“ What? No, I’m not jealous” you shook your head averting his eyes and looking elsewhere but his face. Two fingers cupped your face and brought you back that you were looking back at him. He had a big smirk on his face where you were more happy to wipe away if you could.

He looked like he won something.

“ You’re jealous. Admit it, sweetheart” you shook your head with a small pout. The small pout was cute and it melted his heart whenever he saw it.

He poked your nose and giggled seeing it scrunched up.

“ What?” His eyes scanned your face and you watched as his Adam’s apple swallowed as his smirk dropped. His whole face turned serious as he took a deep breathe.

“ I need to ask you something and don’t lie to me, Y/N” he says. If he used your name then this must be serious what he needed to talk to you about. Your heart raced at the thought of something along the lines that he didn’t want to be friends with you anymore.

“ Okay” you nodded, swallowing too feeling your hands gets sweaty as you waited for him to ask you what he wanted to ask.

“ Do you have feelings for me?” you thought you were about to pass out hearing the question. How did he know? Your eyebrows pinched together as your eyes scanned his face. You saw hope, worry and something else that you couldn’t place as he waited for your answer.

Eddie wanted to run under a rock and hide from asking you the question. It slipped out of his mouth quicker than he anticipated but he was out on the open and he was terrified of your answer.

“ What? Ho-ow…Huh?” You asked feeling like you were caught off guard. Your mouth grew dry as you didn’t know how to answer him.

He chuckled, “ You know, my sheeps aren’t exactly good under pressure holding secrets. Plus Robin pointed out that if I didn’t get to you sooner than Harrington was going to ask you out.”

His nose scrunched up when he said “ Harrington.”

“ You like me?” You asked and needed to know. His cheeks hinted red as he nodded, shyly pulling his hair over his mouth as he hide away feeling his heart hammering against his rib cage.

Your lips turned into a smile at his small cute confession and it was more than enough to let you know he has feelings for you too. You never imagined getting the guy. You always thought it was in movies where the girl gets the guy she wants. Not in the real world. Not like this.

“ Eddie” you giggled bringing your hand up to his hair that he’s been chewing on and pull it away from his mouth. “ You could of told me how you felt, you know? I’m not scary or anything. I’m your best friend.”

“ I didn’t want to ruin our friendship with my confession and you throw a hard kick too. I rather bury my feelings than tell you. I didn’t want to lose you. I know I am coward for not telling you or anything but I don’t want to run away and hide my feelings anymore.”

“ Not when Harrington is planning to take me out” you giggled. Eddie rolled his eyes with a groan, “ He’s never going to get you because I got you first.”

“ You’re adorable, Munson. You always had me, since the firs time you laid eyes on me” his smile widen that he felt like if he smiled even more than his cheeks were going to burst any minute.

“ Can I kiss you?” He asks. He takes your face in his hands.

You nodded your head giving him the go as he leans in. His soft lips brush against your own and your eyes close feeling his lips on yours as you kiss him back, holding onto his wrist as he kisses you. You never really understood when people talked about feeling sparks and fire bombs when it came to kissing someone. But, you understood now what that was about. Fireworks were going off between the two of you as you kiss.

“ Hunny do-“ your mom interrupted the moment as she halted in her steps seeing what was going on in her kitchen. You pulled away from Eddie with your eyes widen, cheeks red and Eddie stepped back clearing his throat as his own cheeks redden.

“ Would you look at that, you two finally are getting together?” She asks with her hands on her hips.

“ Huh?” You asked. She let out a small laugh.

“ You didn’t think I knew about you two liking each other? Please, I know you both kids are into each other the first time Eddie came over.”

You and Eddie looked at each other with shy smiles on your face. Months and months have pass and everything was going great, it was nearing graduation and Eddie was going to graduate. It was his year like he said it was.

You turned in your seat looking to see how many people have came for their daughters and sons. You spotted Wayne first who happily waved at you with a huge smile on his face. His eyes were blurred with tears. He was so proud of Eddie and proud of you for pushing him to do his best. Your eyes spotted your parents in the crowd and your mom blew you kiss while your dad was smiling at you.

Your eyes dropped to Steve and the kids in the crowd who held a big sign of “ Y/N and Eddie graduation day” and you laughed at how big and small the letters were. Dustin was waving his cap at you as he shouted your name. You turned into your seat trying to find Eddie, the two of you had made it official after your first date where he took you to Benny’s for a milkshake and a good burger like he claims. He introduced you to Benny who’s became one of your favorite people. Your smile dropped when you saw Eddie talking to Chrissy as she fixed his cap on top of his mane of curls.

It should of been you who was fixing it for him. That green monster came knocking on your door again and your blood boiled seeing her hands touch his hair. He never lets anyone touch his hair. You’ve had been only one that was allowed to touch his hair. Now Chrissy was putting her hands on your boyfriends hair. Eddie turned his head to look if he spots you and when he does, his smile drops seeing the unhappy look on your face.

“ Uh, thanks Chrissy” He says. He doesn’t want to make you more upset than he has done already and he steps back from her. Her hands drop from his sudden movements of stepping back.

“ Did I do something wrong?” Her sweet voice asks, “ I didn’t hurt you, did I?” She adds.

He shakes his head as says he needs to go. You would usually catch Chrissy and Eddie talking to each other through out the school year after the two of you got together. It was usually he was selling her some good weed, or something stronger that she needed to pass her classes or it was studying with her or something else.

You trusted him.

He blew you a kiss as he walked passed a few chairs but you turned your head not bothering to catch it like you usually do. His eyes turned hurt as he glanced down, shoulders dropping as he sighed to himself.

He shouldn’t of stopped to talk to Chrissy. He should of went to you.

When your name was called to get your diploma, you heard a bunch of “ Yes!” And shouts and then you heard, “ That’s my girl!” And you know that was Eddie as he stood up from his seat and clapped his hands. You laughed and all the feeling of seeing him with Chrissy had washed away. You blew him a kiss which he caught and put it against his heart.

“ You both make me sick!” Jason shouted while you flipped him off. Principal Higgins rushed over and apologized as he hurried to help you off the stage. You sat in your seat and waited until Eddie was up. When he was called, he rose both his hands up and rushed to the stage accepting his diploma first.

“ You did it!” He heard you yell. “ So proud of you, boy!” He heard Wayne shout. “ Eddie! Eddie !” There was chant from his friends and from you as he stood on stage looking like he was about to cry but he held back not wanting anyone to make fun of him. He turns to Principal Higgins and flipped him off like he said he would.

You laughed and shook your head moving down the row to get to him while he walked off the stage. He met you at the last step and looks down at you with adoration in his eyes.

“ I’m so proud of you Eds” he smiled, wrapping one arm around your waist.

“ Thank you, sweetheart” he leans down to kiss the tip of your nose.

“ Get a room!” Someone shouted.

Eddie happily sighed as he couldn’t it anymore.

“ I love you Y/N” he says. “ I loved you since the moment you turned to look at me in English class and I swore that day you’ve melted my heart and I don’t ever want this feeling to stop.”

“ Oh, Eddie” your cheeks flushed, “ I love you too.” He leaned down to kiss you but he held back because he heard people shout to him and he returned to his seat. But when it was time to throw the caps up in the air, he found his way to you and interlaced his hand with yours and looked at you. He threw his cap and pulled you to him, kissing you while everyone around shouted to each other and hugged one another.

You were happy. At least that’s what you thought you were. It felt like things weren’t the same after graduation. Eddie had found a job not too far from the trailer, he was saving for something more room for the both of you. While you moved from living with your parents and into the trailer.

Wayne didn’t mind at all, he worked most nights and loved having you around. Plus, the trailer was cleaner when you were around and you cooked too. You left Wayne left overs from dinner making sure he ate too.

You took care of the both of them.

Days turned dull as Eddie came home later than usually from work telling you he’s been hold up at the shop fixing the cars that needed urgent fixing for the following day for the customer to pick up. He was one of the best employees there according to what his boss had said, you heard from Eddie.

But one night when he came home in his overalls, his hair was pulled back and one of his overall were pulled back at his back and when he wrapped his arms around you, you smelled a certain scent that didn’t belong to him nor it smelled like something from the shop.

It was too sweet for your liking.

“ Let me go shower and we’ll have dinner together?” He asked. He softly smile down at you while leaning down to kiss your forehead. You were silent as soon as he got home taking in his outfit one by one and trying to figure out why he stayed a bit longer than the time he said he would get home. He walked away heading towards the bathroom where you already set out some clothing on the toilet that he could wear after the shower.

He always smiles when he sees you’ve set him an outfit to wear. As the shower ran and steam was coming from the shower you decided that you needed to know for yourself. Your hand reached for the doorknob and open the door as it squeaked a bit.

“ Is that you, sweetheart?” He asked, standing behind the shower curtain as he showered. Of course it was you. Who else was in the trailer? Wayne was working late again.

“ It’s me” you announced yourself to him even though he knew you were the only person in the trailer. Your eyes dropped down at his overall covered in grease and looked up at the curtain curiously bending down to reach for them to find out yourself if he has something in his pockets.

The curtain moved just as you grabbed at them.

“ What are you doing, sweetheart? Why do you need my work clothes?” He asks watching with his hair dripping as he spit out some water.

“ I just wanted to wash them” He shook his head. “ There is no need to wash them, I am going to wear them tomorrow but thank you.”

“ I can put them in the room for you, on the chair so they won’t get wrinkled.”

“ Sweetheart, I’ll take care of it” He says. “ Now drop them and come join me” a smile grew on your face with your worries gone as you stripped yourself from your clothes and hopped into the shower to join your boyfriend.

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you flush against his body.

“ Now let me show you how much I’ve missed you” he leans down and starts nibbling on your neck and moving the hair away from your neck and face. You had missed being in his arms since he started to work so much.

The next few days you worry begin to start again when you found a rubber band that doesn’t look like it was yours. It was set on the dresser you both shared staring at you like it was the worst thing you have seen in your life. You’ve been nibbling on your bottom lip for the past hours as it stared back at you the same way you did.

It was only a rubber band, right? Eddie had many of those but there was something about it that told you that you had seen it before. It wasn’t until Eddie came home later that night with a cup in his hand surprisingly.

It looked new.

“ Where did you get that?” You asked once he set it besides the sink. It had the words “ Best Mechanic” written on it with yellow writing. The cup was the color green and you were certain it wasn’t something you’ve seen at his work when you visit him. You were in the office with him, every room too since he showed you around and that cup wasn’t there at the time.

“ A customer had gotten for me, no big deal” you hummed and nodded, brushing it off. It was just a cup. If you only knew these little things that you were suspicious was, you were right about them to think they came from someone else that Eddie had eyes on.

“ That’s really nice of them” you mumbled picking it up and twirling it around. Eddie eyed as you took in your hands to examine it. He reached over to take it from your hands not wanting you to drop it or anything. It’s not like you would and he placed it in the sink to wash it later.

“ Let’s go to bed” He suggested. “ It’s been a long day?” He asked. “ Let’s talk about your day, sweetheart.”

If only you knew that at the time Eddie was glad you didn’t question more about the cup or who it was actually from. Guilt began to built inside of him as he looked back at the cup not listening as you started to talk about your day but looked back and nodded as if he was listening.

He was growing more nervous.

It wasn’t until you decided to visit Eddie at work to bring him lunch, you hadn’t seen him much a couple of days. There was a morning kiss on the cheek and “ I love you” before he left for work and there were night time cuddles or night time sex before bed. Your relationship didn’t feel like a relationship where you used to go on dates with Eddie, spend time with him, talk, or anything as sweet gestures you did for another.

It was sex. A kiss here and there. A cuddle once in awhile and that was it.

You were still using your bike to this day and leaned it on the side of the mechanic shop hearing the zapping of tools and chatter. You were passing by one of Eddie’s co workers when he took a double look seeing it was you.

He cleared his throat as his eyes grew wide at the sight of you. He quickly stood up from his spot and wiped his hands on his uniform and greeted you with a smile, it wasn’t a smile that reached his eyes and you could tell there was something off.

“ What are you doing here, Y/N?” He asked. “ Shouldn’t you be at work?”

“ No, I’m off today and decided to visit Eddie at work. He’s here, right?” He slowly nodded his head but there were unspoken words he was leaving of you to find.

“ He’s in the back” you asked, confirming your boyfriend was at work working on a car you had hope.

“ Yeah” was the only thing you got as an answer. You turned around, gripping Eddie’s lunch in your hands and made your way into the garage where you passed other cars and other Eddie co workers.

But what you didn’t expect is to find your boyfriend locking lips with a familiar set of hair. You knew that hair. You gasped at the sight as your eyes filled with tears. Your heart fell into your stomach and twisted in ways you thought you wouldn’t understand. The gasp didn’t came unheard by Eddie as he pulled away.

His eyes widen at the sight of you and his hands dropped to his side. The woman he was kissing had turned around and there stood the same person you were jealous of in high school that used to get Eddie’s attention. Eddie told you many times that you had nothing to worry about and yet here you were, standing with tears rolling down your cheeks.

“ Sweetheart, what are you doing here?” He asked pushing Chrissy away as he step closer to you. “ You were suppose to be at work.”

“ I-I-I …” you couldn’t get the words out feeling a knife had cut through your cut by the man you thought loved you and would never hurt you. Yet again, he stands there doing nothing as he watches the hurt in your eyes and the tears rolling down.

Chrissy’s voice brings you to your senses.

“ I didn’t know Eddie was with you still” she says. Your jaw clenched and the bag of Eddie’s lunch dropped on the ground spilling over the garage floor.

“ He’s not anymore, enjoy my sloppy seconds pomp pomps” she gasped as she was about to say something when Eddie stepped into the view of your vision and he grabbed onto you but you pushed him away.

“ Don’t touch me, Munson! I don’t want anything to do with you. I hate you, and by the end of the week I’ll have all my stuff out of the trailer. I should have known you would do something like this. You are a lier and you never loved me!”

“ I do love you! I’m sorry, this isn’t what it is” He motions towards to Chrissy who gasps.

“ I thought you like me, Eddie “ she pouted, stomping her foot. He shook his head at her.

“ I’ve only loved one woman in my life and I’ve ruined it…” he turns his head back to see that you had stepped back and took more steps back.

“ Sweetheart, let me explain.”

“ You’re bullshit, Eddie Munson!” Was the last words Eddie had heard from you as you turn around and ran getting onto your bike and riding off until you couldn’t anymore.

That’s where you wounded up at, Benny’s where you sat in the booth crying and not caring who saw you. Benny came over placing a milkshake in front of you looking like you needed. He didn’t question you why you were crying in his diner. He let you be where you stared out the window wishing you turned back time and never meeting Eddie Munson.

Your hands placed on your stomach as you were going to tell Eddie the good news.

“ Looks like it’s you and me, little one. Mama’s got you, we don’t need that man” you spoke as if it heard you. You continued to rub it hoping you’d be a good mother to your little one.

You weren’t planning on telling Eddie now. He didn’t deserve it.

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