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Guilt and Jealousy ღ
eee.. Sorry, this is messy.. I randomly wanted to write another fic. ^^;;;;;; Not really proofread..
Basically: Ace suddenly discovers that you're dating someone else without telling him, and he can't stand the idea of that. Can't think straight.
CWs: Noncon, possessive/toxic behaviors, mentions of blood and biting
MDNI. 18+
Reader is GN!
Jealousy is a poison that can destroy anyone infected by it. The heat of a moment can makes a person’s mind melt or burn to ashes. A love too intense can make almost any person betray their morals.
Ace never wanted to hurt you.
Ace never wanted to make you cry.
But you were a flame, and he was an explosive. You lingered too close to the fuse that’s tied to him, and now you have to bear witness to the side of him he never wanted you to see.
Ace couldn’t understand how things ended up this way. Mere hours ago, you were jumping in the crowd, smiling for him, cheering him on and smiling so warmly. Mere hours ago, you were drinking and laughing and proudly wearing merchandise with his band’s logo printed on the front. But now…
Now…
“Please, let me go! I– I’m sorry!”
“Please, d-don’t hurt me! Ace, please!”
Your brand-new shirt was cast aside and ripped to shreds.
Your bright smile was replaced by a look of sheer terror paired with an onslaught of tears. What had you done to drag Ace down to this level…?
You kissed another man in front of him.
Remembering the way you kissed that other man made Ace’s mind spiral into a dark, frenzied mess. You and that other person– you and that purple-eyed freak in the crowd… Since when were the two of you dating?
Why didn’t Ace know beforehand?
How could you betray him like this…? Ace thought that you loved him. You always told him that you loved him.
How could you?
How could you hurt him like this?
You must’ve kept your relationship a secret from Ace. You must’ve kept it extremely well-hidden. But… Why?
Why?
“I- I’m sorry…!”
Ace could apologize all he wants, but he couldn’t make his body stop. His shaking hands were desperately tearing away at what little clothing you still had on. His watering eyes refused to stray away from yours.
God, he felt guilty, but he was completely devoid of self-control.
The only way to get him to stop was for you to make him.
…But you couldn’t.
Ace apologized once more as his jaw opened wide, revealing his dangerous fangs. The sharp ends were pointed directly at your skin, ready to sink themselves into your flesh at any second. All you could do was brace for impact.
And right before he bit down, he softly mumbled the words, “I love you.”
By sinking his fangs deep into your shoulder, escape was no longer an option.
Everything was happening fast- way too fast. Ace refused to remove his teeth as he began to undo his pants, removing the pins from the heavy fabric as he also pushed down his boxers. His cock was already hard; precum leaking from the tip.
Images of you and that other man kept racing through Ace’s mind. You looked so happy… You looked so in love…
It should’ve been him.
Ace wishes it was him.
If you had just loved Ace from the start, none of this would’ve happened.
With his fangs still buried deep inside of your shoulder, Ace pried open your legs, trying his best to ignore the way you scream and beg for him to stop.
Ace needs this.
He needs you more than anything.
His mind races: if he claims you here and now, there’s no chance of you leaving him for someone else. If he fucks you senseless and possesses you fully, you’ll never wish to leave his side. You’ll be his forever.
Does it make sense? No, not in the slightest. Is Ace aware that all he’s doing is traumatizing you and permanently ruining his relationship with you? Absolutely. But the irrational, animalistic side of his mind is taking control, and he can’t stop himself from giving in to his disgusting, depraved desires.
He can’t let anyone else have you.
Ace positions his cock at your entrance, rubbing his tip against it lightly. His breathing is incredibly heavy; he’s partially afraid that he’ll cum within the first few pumps.
“N-no, please, don’t… Ace, you’re better than this! Don’t do this!”
Your words pierce him directly in his aching heart, and for a second, he considers listening to your pleas.
But it’s too late now. He’s gone too far.
With guilt written all over his face, he looks up at you with tears in his blue eyes. He can’t stand to hear your begging anymore– so he lifts his left hand and presses it firmly against your mouth. Silencing you.
And with nothing more left to lose, he thrusts himself deep inside of you, your walls instantly tightening around his length. Ace sweetly moans as his fangs sink deeper into you.
Ace tries to fuck you slowly at first, wanting things to be more ‘sensual’, but he quickly loses self-control in that aspect as well. His hips begin to move fast and erratically, sweat trickling down his pale skin as he pushes himself as deep inside of you as possible.
Inside of his messy mind, there's a part of him that feels warm and happy- excited at how he has finally become 'one' with you.
He moans and whimpers embarrassingly loud- his right hand grips one of your thighs and pries your legs open wider. He enjoys this for a while, but the position quickly becomes old- Ace is desperate to fuck you in so many ways.
Without a warning, he suddenly retracts his fangs from your shoulder, pain surging throughout your entire body as he laps up the blood that drips from your wound.
It tastes… Strange in his mouth. Your blood doesn’t taste like anything else he’s tried before. But your blood isn’t what he’s after– no, what he wants is your soft lips.
Ace removes his left hand from your face, but before you can utter even a single word, he forces his lips onto yours. You taste your own blood against your will as he shoves his tongue deep inside your mouth.
It’s strange- Ace seems so giddy as he explores your mouth. Every inch, every crevice- he goes over it with his tongue. His strong hands move down to your legs as he moves them as far up as he possibly can, firmly sandwiching you between himself and the surface beneath you. He fucks you even faster, thrusts his cock even deeper, and whimpers your name relentlessly.
It feels... Wrong being used by Ace like this. You can't help but feel dirty.
Yes- you cared for him deeply- but you're in love with someone else now.
Hell, you never thought it was even possible for Ace to be in love with you… He always seemed so busy with his band, seemed so busy living out his dreams…
You had a crush on him a long time ago, you used to always say that you love him, but all of those feelings had been cast aside.
And now, here you are… Being fucked by him against your will.
It made you want to scream. It made you want to cry. The feelings inside of your heart are conflicting– and this stinging pain is like nothing else you’ve experienced before.
Bitter tears keep streaming down your cheeks, but Ace doesn’t seem to notice them.
Deep down, there’s a small part of him that believes you secretly want this. A small part of him that believes you wanted him to chase you and forcefully claim you like this.
...Perhaps it’s his mind trying to cope with the fact that what he’s doing is morally reprehensible.
Ace loathes the idea of being a bad person.
He thrusts his cock deeper into you as he chases his high. He’s close- so close- and his body is begging for a release. Ace makes sure to grind against your most sensitive spots; he’s determined to make you cum as well.
His cock twitches as your walls tighten around him, involuntarily drawing him closer to his peak. Ace wrap his arms around your body as he pulls you into a warm embrace, hugging you gently as fucks you needily.
His breath hitches. He gasps loudly.
“C-cum… Cumming… I’m- I’m so- I’m sorry!”
It’s far too late to go back now. When he has you trapped in the cage of his arms like this, the only thing he can do is cum deep inside of you, his eyes rolling into the back of his head while he pushes you down onto his cock. It feels so good- it's heaven on earth.
His orgasm hits like a white-hot explosion.
And as he relishes in his high, he lowers his hand and rubs your most sensitive areas, forcing you to climax as well.
Ace’s breathing is heavy. His head lowers in both shame and remorse.
But when he looks down, he can’t help but admire the way his cum is spilling out of you. He regrets everything that has happened on this night- he regrets ever hurting you in any way, shape or form. He'll have to beg for forgiveness. But at the same time…
He can’t help but feel like he didn’t have a choice.
Now you’re his. You belong to him.
And that makes him happy.
If that other man dares to come near you again, Ace might do another thing that he’ll sincerely regret.
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He’s so old! — Jenson Button x Sargeant!reader
Fluff and crack slightly suggestive
Word count 946
I don’t have the brain power to tag everyone but I’m pretty sure a lot of you have my Notifications on
“You need to go Logan will be here any minute now” you said laughing pushing Jenson off of you.
“Just one more kiss” Jenson begs, looking like a sad puppy.
“No no more kisses you’ve had plenty of kisses” you said lightly scolding him.
Jenson pouted before leaning in and landing a kiss on your cheek with a loud ‘MWAH’.
“Jenson!” you protested, smacking him gently on the arm “Stop it Logan will be here any second!”
Jenson beamed. “So you’ve told me, darling. It’s my good looks that keep you coming back for more” he said his usual cocky self. He was right though, he was a handsome man so you let him get away with things.
“Cocky jerk.” you murmured before kissing his cheek.
“See! You can’t resist me can you?” he said, his hands now holding your hips, thumbs gently rubbing over the exposed skin from your crop top.
“I have self control” you responded though it was a lie. He knew exactly what effect he had on you.
Soon enough there was a knock on the door and Jenson groaned, resting his head on your shoulder.
“That’ll be my brother.” you said, scratching the back of his head. Jenson groaned again, burying his head in your neck, your stomach twisting in anticipation at the action, “I’m not getting up.”
“You have to go” you protested though you didn’t want him to.
You could hear your brother knocking on the door again. You sighed and pushed against him but he refused to get up, he was being as stubborn as a toddler. “Why?” he mumbled, nuzzling your neck.
“You really think he’ll be fine finding us like this?” you asked, your body shivering in protest as his lips brushed your skin.
You tried pushing him off again, you succeeded though not for long as he grabbed your wrists and pulled you onto the bed with him, his body landing over yours. “I think he can wait.”
You swallowed nervously, your heart beating faster as Jenson laid above you, pinning you to the bed. You could feel your heart racing and you bit your lip, looking up at him. You were about to speak, but at that very moment there was another knock on the door, followed by your brother’s voice.
“y/n? Are you in there?”
“Go away Logan!” you yelled back, Jenson’s body shaking with laughter.
Your brother’s voice was muffled by the door but you could still hear, “Are you in there with someone?”
“Yes!” you yelled, trying to push Jenson off you but he was being stubborn again, holding you close to his chest.
“Let’s not let him in, darling” he said in a low voice, his smirk making you weak at the knees.
You were about to protest when he kissed your neck and your mind instantly became empty. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, your tongue running across his bottom lip, earning a quiet groan.
Of course your moment was instantly ruined as your brother came barging in without any warning. He froze in the doorway, his jaw dropping when he saw the two of you on the bed, you immediately went bright red.
“Oh my god!” Logan yelled, covering his eyes, his face red with shock.
“Logan it’s— I -uh — we” you tried to say something but you couldn’t form the words.
“Oh my god Y/n really Jenson my mentor he’s so old” Logan says.
“Shut up Logan” you protested, throwing a pillow at him.
You look over at Jenson expecting to see an equally as shocked look on his face, but he actually just looked amused. He looked from you to Logan with a smirk and your brother made a gagging sound. “So how long has this been going on?” Logan asked. You avoided eye contact, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.
Jenson wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you close. “A couple of months now” he said, looking incredibly smug.
“Wow you’re a cradle snatcher” Logan said. Jenson just shrugged, “Who can resist such a beautiful woman? Clearly not me”
You could physically feel his ego getting bigger with every word that left his mouth. He was just so cocky it was almost unbearable though you couldn’t help but love it.
Logan had a disgusted look on his face, “Ew you’re almost like old enough to be our dad”
Jenson laughed, “It's not my fault women love me”.
You rolled your eyes, hitting his arm. “You’re so full of yourself,” you said with a small smile.
“I can’t believe it, my sister and my Mentor,” Logan says in disbelief, shaking his head.
Jenson just grinned, he was so cocky it was unbelievable.
“Well I’m proud of myself for bagging such a beautiful woman” he said, leaning over to kiss your cheek.
Logan was physically gagging now.
“I’m leaving I can’t believe Oscar and Alex were right” Logan says leaving the room
Once the door was shut, you turned to Jenson, who was still smirking, “You’re insufferable, you know that right?” you said, shaking your head.
“You love it” Jenson grinned, pulling you close so you were now on his lap.
“Debatable” you said, leaning against his chest, Jenson wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your shoulder.
“You were practically begging for me earlier, you can’t deny it” Jenson teased.
“That was just a moment of weakness” you protested, Jenson raised a brow, “You have plenty of those moments around me”.
You rolled your eyes, before looking up at him “Shut up and kiss me” you said, a smile playing at your lips.
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Moments Ruined (Scenario)
Fandom: Twisted Wonderland, Obey Me
Pairing: Leona, Malleus, Lucifer, Diavolo with gn!Reader
Warning: None
Prompt: Someone ruins your romantic moment.
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The golden hues of the setting sun bathed the courtyard of Savanaclaw in a warm, gentle light, creating the perfect romantic atmosphere. Leona pulled you onto his lap as he sat on one of the stone benches. Just as you leaned in for a kiss, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed through the courtyard.
Ruggie came barreling toward you both with a mischievous grin plastered on his face. "Hey, Leona! You won't believe the deal I just scored at the market!"
Leona groaned, his brow furrowing in irritation. "Ruggie, can't ya see we're in the middle of somethin'?"
Ruggie blinked, clearly oblivious to the mood he had just shattered. "Oh, uh, sorry. But seriously, I got this huge bag of donuts for half the price! Ain't that somethin'?"
"Ruggie," Leona said, his voice dangerously low, "if ya don't leave right now, I'll make sure you won't enjoy those donuts."
You stifled a chuckle, amused at Leona's irritated face and the hyena's happiness. Ruggie's eyes widened, and he took a cautious step back. "Okay, okay, I'm goin'!" he yelped before darting away as fast as he had appeared.
After the hyena left, Leona sighed and turned back to you. "Where were we?" He whispered with a smirk on his lips.
Leaning in closer to him, you close the distance between your lips. "Here."
It was a peaceful evening in Diasomnia. The moon cast a gentle glow over the courtyard where Malleus and you shared a quiet moment. Fireflies danced in the air, the scent of blooming flowers filled the air, and the chilly air caressed your hot skin. The prince was being extra sweet and soft with you as your lips met in a tender kiss. However, the next moment, a scream pierced through the tranquil atmosphere.
"MY PRINCE! STAND BACK. I WILL SAVE YOU!"
Before you could register anything, Sebek charged toward the two of you, his expression a mixture of fierce determination and utter panic. He was patrolling the grounds, but unfortunately, his loyalty manifested at the worst time. Just as Sebek was about to tackle you to the ground, Malleus stood up, lifting you with him, and dodged the tackle.
"Sebek, what do you need?" Malleus's voice was calm, but there was a glint of irritation in his eyes.
"My Prince, I saw this person-" Sebek began, his voice filled with righteous fury as he pointed at you, "attempting to harm you!"
You blinked and chuckled slightly. "Sebek, I wasn't trying to harm him. We were just-"
"Silence, human!" Sebek roared before turning to Malleus, his eyes wide with concern. "Are you alright, my prince?"
"Sebek, you have misunderstood the situation," the dragon sighed heavily.
"But, my prince, I saw-"
"You saw us sharing a kiss," Malleus interrupted a hint of exasperation in his tone. "Not everything requires your intervention."
Hearing the word kiss short-circuited Sebek's brain to the point where he couldn't even yell at you for getting close to the prince. As he walked away, his head spinning, you laughed softly.
Lucifer and you were enjoying a rare, quiet evening in the library. The grand library was bathed in a serene glow from the dimmed chandeliers. While he read, you sat in his lap, snuggled up to him. The Avatar of Pride couldn't have been happier to feel your warmth against him as he held a book in one hand and stroked your hair with the other.
"It isn't often that we enjoy such peaceful moments," he whispered in a low, warm voice.
As you were about to reply, a loud crash echoed through the hallway. Lucifer's eyes narrowed, and his smile instantly vanished. The next moment, the library's door burst open, and Mammon stumbled in, closely followed by a furious Satan.
“You idiot! You lost it again, didn’t you?” Satan’s voice boomed through the large room.
Mammon held a broken vase in his right hand as he quickly hid behind one of the bookshelves. "I didn't lose it! It here...well...kinda." The second brother nervously laughed at the broken vase in his hand.
Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose, his patience visibly wearing thin. “Must you two always choose the worst possible moments to engage in your nonsense?”
Satan ignored Lucifer and threw the broken pieces of the vase at his older brother's face. "You know how important it was to me! How could you be so careless?"
Mammon dodged the pieces and tried to escape but stumbled over a stack of books. "It ain't my fault! The vase was cursed or somethin'."
Lucifer sighed heavily as you stifled a laugh at the fight over a vase. He was not in the mood to deal with this and wanted peace, so he scooped you in his arms and walked out of the library to his bedroom.
"What about your brothers?" You asked, surprised by his actions. "Won't they bring the whole house down?"
"It seems as though I forgot to inform everyone that Barbatos is on his way to pay us a visit," Lucifer smirked, knowing that the butler could handle his brothers just as well as he could.
Diavolo and you were in one of the grand rooms in his palace. The gold chandeliers cast a warm glow while the scent of the rose bouquet on the table beside you caressed your nose. With a charming smile, Diavolo reached for your hand and enveloped it in his large one.
"I cannot express my happiness at being able to spend time with you," the prince whispered, his voice as sweet as honey.
"Me too, Diav. This is perfect, and nothing can ruin this moment," you replied with a light red tint on your cheeks.
He leaned closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief and affection. "I have held patience for this moment for far too long."
As your face inched closer to his, you felt his hot breath on your upper lip. The next second, the door to the room swung open with a loud bang. In walked Barbatos, his lips tugged into a deep frown. He held a large stack of papers in his hands as he glared at the prince.
"Young master!" The butler spoke in a scolding tone. "You have yet to complete your duties for the day. These documents require your immediate attention."
Your boyfriend's shoulder dropped as an exasperated sigh escaped his lips. "Barbatos, can it not wait? For just a bit longer?"
"Absolutely not," he replied firmly and shifted his gaze to you. "(Y/n). You are distracting the young master from his duties. He cannot ignore them, even for a romantic interlude."
You stammered an apology while Diavolo continued to plead for a slight break. However, the butler refused to budge or show any sympathy. "A small break? Young master, you have indulged in 'small breaks' all day. The affairs of Devildom cannot be put on hold due to your whims. Now, return to your duties at once, or I shall have to drag you by your ear."
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hi! Can you do a Spencer x fem reader where it's her birthday and he promised her he would be there for the party even if there was a case and he calls her right as the party starts and she's so excited and asks him if he's on his way but he says no and he's sorry but there's an important case and he can't make it and she is absolutely CRUSHED but tells him it's ok and she has to go. She can't really focus or be happy during her party and when it's over she's crying in their bed and then her best friend calls Spencer and yells at him bc reader thinks he will always love his job more than her and that the BAU is his priority and he just feels so awful. He comes home early and apologizes and gives her his gifts he got for her and pampers her and makes her feel so loved.
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birthday blues (part one)- s.reid
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a/n: i absolutely adore this idea! thank you so much for requesting and sorry that we didn't get to the happy ending yet... but we will eventually!
summary: spencer makes a choice that leaves you alone on an important day and causes something in your relationship breaks.
pairing: spencer reid x fem reader
warnings: birthday blues, spencer's an ass, your best friend calls spencer a lot of names and curse words, talks of breaking up, no happy ending :(
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Your phone rang and you knew what it was. There you were surrounded by your friends in your apartment, getting ready for your birthday party, and your stupid boyfriend had to ruin it all.
You picked up. “Hey Spencer,” you sighed, but attempted to mask it with a smile.
You could hear the deep inhale on his end and it solidified what you already knew. “You can’t come, right?” You said it for him.
“I’m so sorry,” he sighed. “It’s just-“
“Another case. I get it Spencer, it’s fine,” you lied.
The line was quiet for a moment.
“Happy birthday,” he said sheepishly. “I love you.”
You scoffed. For a profiler, he wasn’t exactly good at noticing things. Like the subtle shake in your voice, or the small hiccups of tears you tried (and failed) to suppress when you hung up the phone without saying you loved him.
You turned to your best friend Rebecca, a sad look on your face. “He’s not coming.”
She rolled her eyes. “He’s such a fucking asshole. When is he ever going to just show up for you? It’s your birthday for god’s sake. He missed when you got promoted, he missed your gallery opening, he missed your anniversary and he’s missing your birthday? Why are you even with him?”
You felt the pressure build up in your throat and she pulled you into your bathroom and held you as you sobbed. She sent everyone home, saying you were sick and she called the restaurant and cancelled the reservation. You got out of the dress Spencer had bought you, a beautiful wine colour that complimented you in all the right places. You sat in your bed and cried for hours as Rebecca comforted you with old Disney movies you two watched as kids and your favourite ice cream and some salty popcorn.
“I just feel like he values his job over me… like I don’t even make top 4 in his list of priorities,” you sighed, your eyes glued to ‘Tangled’ as it played. “Like… look at him! He’s so in love with her!” You pointed at the screen and Rebecca had to surprise a laugh over you being jealous of Flynn Rider and Rapunzel, two fictional characters. “Don’t laugh at me!” You scoffed at her, shoving her in the arm as she started giggling.
“I’m not!” She said through laughter. She alighted made you laugh, and you two were stuck like that for a few minutes, laughing so hard you could hardly breathe. “Ok! Ok! Look, to be serious, you deserve so much better than Spencer. You need someone who cares about you more than his job, someone who can actually be here when you need him.”
You nodded along, the weight of her words heavy on your mind.
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When you finally cried yourself to sleep Rebecca took your phone from your bedside table and dialled his number.
“Hey love, are you alright?-“ he started but she cut him off.
“I’m so glad I’m finally meeting you, even if it’s just over the phone because now I know what a fucking asshole sounds like. You idiotic bitch. Stop calling Y/n and let her be with someone who cares enough to be there for important things in her life. Who cares enough to meet her friends. Who cares about her in the slightest!” She argued over the line. “She spent her entire birthday night in her bed crying over you, when she should’ve been out with her family and friends. You’re such a dick!” She seethed. “So yeah, stop calling this number.”
The line went dead and Spencer felt his heart drop. You’d spent your special night crying over him.
He was an asshole.
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He’d booked the first flight out of Denver and told Hotch it was important, he understood and allowed him to go.
He showed up outside your apartment bright and early, 5am in the morning. Rebecca opened the door and promptly shut it in his face, something he knew he deserved but it still hurt nonetheless.
“Please can I just talk to her?” He begged from his side of the door.
“She’s asleep,” she scoffed. “Why are you here?”
“I need to see her,” he pleaded, and Rebecca cracked the door. “Please Rebecca.”
“Give me a good reason,” she said as you walked out of the bedroom.
“Who’s at the door?” you yawned and Rebecca sighed as Spencer started begging you to open the door.
“Is that you baby? C-can you open the door? I’m so sorry baby I didn’t mean to-”
“Rebecca open the door.”
She sighed but obliged and stepped out as Spencer stepped in. Immediately, you were in his arms as he kissed you softly, apologies rolling off his tongue in between kisses. As much as you enjoyed him being in your arms, it still felt superficial and wrong. His face fell when you pushed him off of you. His eyes followed your figure as you walked to the kitchen and put on the white kettle that sat beside the coffee machine he’d gotten you last year.
“What are you doing here?” you sniffled, posture and body language guarded as you waited for the water to boil.
“It’s your birthday,” he shrugged with a sad smile. “I wanted to be with you.”
“You were perfectly happy leaving me alone 11 hours ago. What changed?”
“I realised I messed up, and some choice words from Rebecca helped me along,” he sighed. How was he supposed to fix this?
Guilt started to settle in your stomach. Were you really right to be upset right now? Even since you were a child you were told to ‘be grateful’. You were told to ‘be grateful’ when you stopped getting presents when you were 11, when you stopped getting cards when you were 14, when you watched your dad shower his other children from his new marriage with gifts while he didn’t even notice you in his house. You should be grateful that Spencer was even wishing you a happy birthday earlier, how could you be so ungrateful?
“You should be on the case, I’ll order you a taxi back to the airport and I’ll pay you back for the ticket-” you rushed out, reaching for your phone but Spencer’s hand stopped you.
“I want to be here,” he pleaded. “Please don’t make me go away.”
You looked up at him through teary eyes and his hand came up to cup your cheek, wiping the tears away.
“I’m so sorry I ever thought it was ok to miss your birthday. You are the single most important thing in my life and I’m sorry that I’m not here as much as I’d like to be,” he smiled softly, but you could tell he was serious. You allowed yourself to be lost in the fantasy for a moment, being the most important thing in Spencer’s life.
But, as always, reality sunk in and it left a sour taste in your mouth, leading to another change in body language which Spencer picked up on immediately. “What? What’s wrong?”
“Spencer, your job always takes priority over us- over me. Which is fine. I know my place. Just please don’t make promises you can’t keep from now on, okay? My parents were dying to meet you, and now I had to cancel the entire dinner. I just… I know you can’t be here all the time, but I do expect you to show up for things like this. I don’t care when you miss anniversaries or my promotions-”
Spencer’s heart dropped. “Y-you got promoted… and you never told me?”
“You were in New York,” you shrugged. “On a case with no end in sight. Why should I make your life harder?”
“You’d never make my life harder. You make my life worth it, worth all the shit I do. I want you to tell me everything baby, always-”
“Spencer, it’s okay to say that you’re inconvenienced by our relationship,” you said in a watery chuckle. “I understand, and I’d get it if you’re too busy for this.”
Spencer’s breath caught in his throat. Were you really suggesting breaking-up?
“I think we should talk another time Spencer, I’ll drive you to your apartment,” you sighed, grabbing your keys. Spencer was much too exhausted and in shock to put up a fight, so he followed you to your car.
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The drive was silent, but full of an awkward silence. Silences with Spencer had never been awkward, always pleasant, or comforting. Never awkward.
When you dropped him off outside his apartment, he leaned over to kiss you, but you dodged him with a hug. You felt as a small, internal sob racked his body but tried to convince yourself that it was just a hiccup.
What were you going to do?
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݂ ໋ ・ ゜* 𓈒 BREAKING POINT
˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ synopsis ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ - with the recent controversy with Hybe and its sub label some hurtful comments were said about Joohyung that caused her to hit her breaking point
˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ A/N ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ - this is very angsty and sad it almost made me cry at times, sorry that it takes me so long to write for Joohyung :(
Coming back into reality after performing your heart out was always the hardest thing. Especially with Sihyuk and another heejin are saying about groups inside and out of the company. Joohyung was beyond pissed, like no one has ever seen Joohyung this mad before nor even during the trainee days. Currently text messages from Sihyuk and Heejin was released and they didn’t say much about txt, but only saying that Sihyuk already wanted to debut another group even though txt was only a month old. Confirming that he really didn’t even care about them from the beginning which already isn’t a good start and Joohyung was seeing red. The thing that threw Joohyung completely off was the conversation of Heejin wishing she could’ve had Joohyung before they made the final line of txt, but also wishes she was a few years younger than she would have done anything to get her even if she was already set to debut with txt. The cherry on top was Sihyuk offered the idea of Joohyung switching from txt to ador’s future group, basically throwing Joohyung around like a toy anyone could play with. Heejin even talked about Joohyung and Beomgyu’s relationship and how she’s thankful she didn’t take Joohyung because “she ruined the illusion for her male fans and would’ve been a burden to control”.
Sihyuk was willing to overwork Joohyung even more and not consider the group’s feeling nor Joohyung’s, and he was just going to do it without even asking Joohyung. Plus Heejin calling Joohyung “too old” even though she was just 21 when she debuted. Then saying Joohyung ruined a “fantasy” that she never entertained for her male audience.
Everyone felt the tension as they all walked through the Incheon airport coming back from Belgium. Joohyung was walking ahead not holding on to any of her members nor walking next to them, and she didn’t want to entertain anyone nor did she accept the fan letters. Luckily, Soobin took the letters for Joohyung. The car ride was even worst, none of the members said a word as they themselves were also going through the emotions. “Can you stop by my apartment, please.” The driver nodded towards Joohyung. Yeonjun risen his eyebrow kinda confused on what Joohyung needed since they had to go straight to the company building to practice for the upcoming tour. He was getting a bad feeling.
The car came to a stop behind the apartment complex building. Joohyung got her things stepping out of the car, “what are you forgetting?” Yeonjun’s question stopped Joohyung from walking further. “Nothing. I’m not going.” Joohyung didn’t face them. “But it’s the concert-“
“I don’t care!” She snapped at Yeonjun. The members winced at the harshness of her words. “I don’t fucking care anymore! We work too damn hard for his ass to not care about us!” They have never and I mean never seen Joohyung this distressed. “Look, Joohyung-ah I’m sure it was just the heat of moment type of thing he cares about the group.” Their staff member tries to reason with her. “If he did care he wouldn’t have already had thoughts of wanting to debut another group when we barely got out of the hell hole you guys called training.” Joohyung got close to the staff’s face. Immediately Taehyun rushed out of the car and got between them. “Noona.” Taehyun shaken voice called for her. “They called me a burden and someone who ruins fantasies…and a toy they can throw around.” Joohyung broke down in tears into Taehyun’s chest.
At this point all the members had tears in their eyes. Hearing the reality that has happened from their distressed member. “They wanted to take me away from my members.” Joohyung sobbed. One by one got out of the car squeezed Joohyung into a hug. “We wouldn’t allow it Joohyung.” Yeonjun sniffled. “You’re not burden, you’re far from that.” Soobin caressed her head. “Don’t listen to them mine Jooie. You don’t ruin anything they’re just bastards who know nothing.” Beomgyu gave her multiple kisses on her cheek trying to comfort her. Kai was scared if he talked that he will break down as well, so he opted to just hold her tight wanting to squeeze the anger and sadness away.
The staff member quickly texted Eunha to come right away and at least stay with Joohyung at her place. Eunha raced over and not even 10 minutes later she was there. “Oh Joohyung.” She instantly pulled a tear stained Joohyung into her arms. As she was hugging Joohyung, Eunha also squeezed Taehyun’s shoulder for reassurance. “I think it’s best for you guys to continue on with the concert practice session without Joohyung. I also made sure for them to cut it short for today since it’s been…a hell of a day.” The members nodded, they didn’t want to leave Joohyung but they knew they had their duties to attend to. “Don’t worry, I’ll take extra care of her.”
The boys felt like lost puppies without Joohyung. “She has never miss a single schedule for 5 years.” Kai was empty on the inside. “I know Huening, but we have to practice even harder for noona.” Soobin tried his best to somehow lighten the mood, but it wasn’t working. “I…I have never seen Joohyung this…broken before.” Yeonjun signed, replaying the whole scene again and again.
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All of their staff members go the text of Joohyung not attending the practice for today and…further notice. The staff members had to work fast on the possibility of Joohyung not participating in future schedules for her mental health maybe even the whole tour. The staff felt the sad emotions that oozed out of the boys when they walked into the practice room.
“Ok, let’s try this new formation.” Their choreographer suggested, the boys moved into their new places. Taehyun felt like something wasn’t right with the formation, he looked around the members and realized; ‘where is Joohyung going to stand?’
“Um…where is noona’s position?” Taehyun asked. The room went silent and the staff members looked at each other basically asking who’s going to break the news to the group? The boys started to feeling the energy of the room and immediately started having panicking thoughts. Finally one of their protocol team members spoke up, “ah…guys, due to the recent events with Joohyung we don’t think she will be mentally ready to continue with the tour. So it’s better if we prepare and plan ahead with new formations, and-”
“No! We can’t go on tour without Joohyung! Are you guys crazy?” Beomgyu lashed out. “Moa wouldn’t accept this!” Yeonjun felt betrayed. “Let’s, let’s call it a day everyone.” The boys were in denial about the thought of Joohyung going on hiatus, but at the same time they couldn’t blame her with everything she just went through.
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Eunha kept Joohyung company for a couple of days helping Joohyung cope with everything. Joohyung has stopped crying after the third day, but she was still in her head about the events that happened prior. Joohyung ate little by little, stayed in her room in the dark, and kept on hugging her cats for comfort. Everyone thought keeping Joohyung and the boys separated for a bit was for the best for Joohyung, because whenever Eunha tried talking about the members Joohyung would start full on crying. Eunha still kept the boys updated about Joohyung, and they also agreed that it would be the best for Joohyung. She will come see them when she’s ready, and even though they didn’t see each other in person the boys would always send her cute encouraging messages.
Joohyung did have intrusive thoughts about leaving the company along with the group because she started believing she was a burden to the group. Luckily Eunha would talk her out of it immediately saying ‘tomorrow x together wouldn’t be the same without Joohyung’. Even though Joohyung was slowly getting better she unfortunately develop having panic attacks with the thought of facing everyone again. To help with calming her down Eunah would let Joohyung hug her while she caresses Joohyung’s head, another method was having Poki or Bibi(her cats) on her lap while she pets them.
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The members really started worrying because the tour starts in a week and Joohyung hasn’t fully felt comfortable to continue her schedules. You could tell the boys weren’t themselves throughout this whole practicing period, and the staff felt for them.
That was until hearing the door open while they were practicing ‘Deja Vu’ and seeing a pale looking woman with a hat covering half her face. “Hi.” Joohyung waved, looking up at her members. The room erupted in cheers from her members who dropped everything and ran to her with open arms. Feeling the warmth again made Joohyung immediately burst into tears. “I’m sorry.” She sobbed into their chest. “No J-Joohyung.” Yeonjun shook her his ‘no’ with tears falling down. “It’s not your fault Joohyung-ah.” Taehyun mumbled into her shoulder.
After pulling apart Joohyung gave each member a long hug. They all gave Joohyung a tight squeeze while expressing how much they missed her. Some staff members were crying at the scene in front of them, but what really broke them was Joohyung and Beomgyu reuniting. After Soobin finally let Joohyung go Beomgyu pulled her into tight hug while crying to her, “Jooie, I-I miss you so mu-much.” He hiccuped. “I didn’t protect you hard enough, I’m sorry.” Beomgyu sniffled, he felt ashamed of himself for not shielding Joohyung from all the negativity. “It’s not your fault Beomgyu.” Joohyung gently pulled away from the hug to wipe his tears. “I’m never letting any of those bastards hurt you ever again.” Beomgyu pouted, and pulled Joohyung back into the hug.
After the emotional reunion they all sat down in the middle of the practice room and Joohyung started catching them up. Throughout her time away Joohyung did end up going to the hospital for a check up physical and mentally. She was diagnosed with a panic disorder after the extreme anxiety and stress she went through during the time. Joohyung even expressed her the dark thoughts she was having with the members, but she lighten the mood with telling them she would always read their messages to get her through the day and those bad thoughts. Joohyung knows it’s too early to come back, but she can’t let them do this tour without her. Her members and moa really give her the strength to move forward.
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Joohyung was thankfully for her ability to pick stuff up fast during the one week she had to perfect everything, of course she wasn’t too far behind because they have been preparing weeks before. It still wasn’t easy for Joohyung, as her body was getting used to her old routine again. She felt more tried than usual and she tried not to show it, but her members caught on quickly especially while they were practicing in the actual arena. “Don’t push yourself too much noona.” Kai rubbed Joohyung’s back. “Here drink some water.” Soobin opened a water bottle for her. Joohyung accepted the water bottle and took small sips before they continued their practice.
Another obstacle she faced was after they did their group introduction Joohyung felt her chest tighten, and started experiencing shortness of breath. She was getting a panic attack. Joohyung closed her eyes and tried controlling her breathing, but after it wasn’t working she winced and went behind Beomgyu and started hugging him. Beomgyu knew what was happening and gently pulled Joohyung forward to hug her while whispering ‘it’s going to ok’ and pecking her temple.
Throughout all of Joohyung’s new found struggles she was still able to pull through and make it to the first ever show of Act: Promise. Their whole team was extremely happy that the group was able to come out of such a dark time. Even though there is still some struggles the group is facing they are just happy that they have each other to lean on, and still put on an amazing show for their moa.
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ᥫ᭡ old nicknames and quick byes.
﹕─┈ pairings ( Estella Hughes oc! X Ex! Juraj Slafkovský )
au masterlist - you can find everything under #👩🏻🎨 ͡ ꒱ Stella Hughes!
˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( this is just a short little blurb but it’s necessary for the future plot 🤭 I hope you guys enjoy !! wc; 1k )
Stella slipped her phone into her back pocket and walked down the long hallway that led to the ice, ready to sit on the bleachers and watch as her brother and her friends practice for their upcoming match. Stella was hesitant at first to come along, but she was glad she decided to, she's had a great time so far.
Her eyes widen in surprise when she sees a very familiar person standing at the end of the hallway, looking out at the ice. Stella’s quiet steps become faster as she calls out his name, her tone was filled with confusion but happiness nonetheless “Juraj?”
The said boy quickly looks away from the ice and turns around at the sound of the very familiar and very much missed voice. His arms fell at his side in shock at the sight in front of him, standing a few feet in front of him was a smiling stella.
“Stella” he whispered her name in shock, his palms immediately became clammy and the smile on her lips made his heart feel like it was going to burst out of his chest. The feelings never left. He cleared his throat and wiped his palms on his jeans as he took a few steps towards her to meet her halfway “Oh wow, uh hi”
Stella smiled and stood on her tiptoes as she threw her arms around his shoulders for a hug, her face pressed against his chest. Juraj froze for a moment from her touch, but he was quick to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her closer. The smell of her signature perfume and having her so close was almost too much for him. He had to stop himself from frowning when she pulled away from the hug far too soon and took a step back from him, his heartstrings pulled in sadness of her being so close but so far.
“I was really hoping that i could see you before the game” Stella confesses with a small smile, having to tilt her head a little to look up at him. Her words were genuine, she really did want to see him, she just felt awkward about texting him and asking for them to meet up, especially with how distant he's been lately.
Little did she know that the only reason he was pulling back was because his feelings for her only seemed to get stronger, and he really didn't want to overstep and ruin things even more. He found himself being surprised by her words, he expected her to be upset or at least a little awkward, but no, she still looked at him with that pretty smile of hers “Really?”
“Yeah, it's been so long since we last saw each other, how have you been?” Stella asked as she moved to stand closer to the rink, leaning against the rink shielding.
“Oh, I've been good, yeah really good” Juraj’s words come out rushed as he leans against the shielding as well, trying to come off as calm and collected while his stomach was filled with butterflies, he didn't know what to do with his awkward hands, so he just fidgeted with the end of his sleeves. Stella raised her eyebrow at his strange behavior, and he was quick to keep the conversation going “And you, how have you been?”
“I've been pretty good as well, it's nice to get out of Michigan for a little bit, i fear i was going to go crazy if i had to stay at my dorm one more day” she really missed traveling, and she was so happy to have her finals over and the summer to start. Yes, she missed her boyfriend, but being with her brother and her friends traveling was a much-needed break for her.
Juraj opens his mouth, but his words are caught in his throat at the sound of someone shouting her name, he watches as she turns around and looks at the ice. Standing by the benches was a smiling and waving Ryan Leonard, he was the one to call her over. Juraj held in his sigh of disappointment when she shouted back “be right there!”
Stella turned back to face him and stood up straight, Juraj following in tow. She gave him a sorry smile, sad to have their conversation stop. “Well, that's my cue, I'll see you around?”
“Yeah, I'll see you around hviezda” the nickname for her split out before he could stop himself, and he was worried that it would have made her uncomfortable, but she just smiled and gave him a small smile as he took a step back, they said their quick byes and she watched as he started to walk down the long hallway, away from her.
“Hey Juraj” Stella called out before he walked off too far. He stopped walking and turned around to face her “Yeah?”
“Don't be a stranger, okay?” Stella smiled nervously as she tilted her head slightly as she gave him a small nod, stuffing her hands in the front pockets of her jeans. Memories of them laughing and cuddling in his bed as she tried to teach him the meaning of the said saying, played in his head. Juraj cleared his throat and stuffed his hands in the front pocket of his hoodie, a small chuckle leaving his lips before he replies, his accent strong “Ditto”
A small giggle left her lips, and she shook her head and watched as he left her sight. She let out a heavy sigh and looked away from the hallway when he was gone, a small pinch of sadness in her heart. She made her way towards the other side of the rink where the bench and her waiting friends were, trying to push away that small feeling of sadness at the realization that their friendship would never be the same.
Neither of them is aware of the person hiding behind the bleachers, looking down at their camara and the pictures they took of them.
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My love is sick
Astarion x GN Tav
Summary- From knowing nothing but pain to suddenly being treated with care Astarion can’t help but feel like there’s always a shoe waiting to drop…
Notes- kind of a wee venty work….im sorry…I will write fluff….at somepoint…anyway its midnight rn and I’ve typed this on my phone so apologises if theirs Grammer mistakes I’ll fix them tomorrow on my laptop lel
Sickly sweet.
That’s the only way Astarion can describe how he feels hearing how soft Tav speaks to him. Every soft spoken words of reassurance makes him feel sick, every comforting touch burns his skin, every kind action from them makes him feel disgusted, after everything they know about him from his time under Cazador, to the many lives he ruined using his charms after everything they both and their party have been through how can they still look at him with those eyes full of love? It disgusts him.
It disgusts Astarion to his very core that their wasting their time with him, he expects them to use him or grow tired of him but yet their still here, their still by his side after breaking his trance from the nightmares, they still offer their blood to him when needed, they still offer a shoulder for him to cry on, it truly turns his stomach that someone who radiates as much love and warmth as the sun would even spare him a second glance
“-Starion is everything okay? You’ve been glaring at your glass for the last minuet”
Shaking himself free from his thoughts he looks towords them only to be met with those eyes of concern
“I know the wine isn’t the best but I don’t think the glass deserves that glare”
Avoiding their eyes astarion can’t help but let out a sigh of frustration as he hears Tav continue to speak with nothing but kindness his anger and fear begin to bubble past boiling point as he is unable to contain his emotions as he slams the cup in the table before letting all his anger and fear come pouring out
“PLEASE JUST STOP”
Unable to hold in all the feelings Astarion can feel himself begin to spill out all his thoughts he’s tried to keep at bay and unable to stop
“JUST STOP TREATING ME AS A EQUAL CAUSE WE BOTH KNOW THAT ITS A LIE”
Feeling the air in the air turn to ice and feeling the eyes of their companions on them Tav just stays silent while letting Astarion unleash everything
“WHY DO YOU STILL PRETEND TO CARE?! IS IT FOR THE PITTY POINTS?! FOR THE THRILL OF HAVINF A VAMPIRE SPAWN IN YOUR PARTY”
“Of course not Star please jus-“
“WHY DO YOU CARE SO MUCH FOR A BROKEN SPAWN LIKE ME?!”
Feeling himself struggle to keep the tears at bay and clenching his fists even harder he can’t help but to look to the ground to avoid their look of pity
“I’m not even useful anymore so why do you still care”
Slowly raising from their chair and making their way over to Astarion, gently taking his hand into their own running their thumbs alongside his knuckles
“My star I do not pretend to care about you for pity nor to use you, I’m sorry that no one else has shown you such care and love in 200 years”
Placing a small kiss to his knuckles they let one of his hands free bring their hand to cup his face to slowly wipe his tears away
“I wish you could see yourself how I see you, I love you more than the gods, I’d fight the nine hells and back just to prove to you how much my heart is yours”
Snapping his head up to meet their eyes for the first time in what feels like forever Astarion can’t help but look at them with eyes full of hope but still holding a sense of fear
“For as long as I live and breath you own my heart Astarion not out of pity nor greed but for love, I’ll always be here for you and with you for as long as you’ll have me”
Feeling his lip tremble he can’t help but squeeze their hand as reassurance,
Smiling towards him and asking for his permission before making their way closer and bringing him into a warm embrace Astarion finally lets go of all the pain and doubt he felt as he also lets out a small apology for his outburst as he melts into the embrace while Tav holds him securely while playing with the curls in his
“I hope it’s okay for me to love you forever my star”
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Hi can you write an MJF x reader where reader is MJF wife and is sitting at the barricade at Double or nothing where he returns and mentions how he isn’t leaving AEW?
I’m so happy that MJF is back!!!
Double or Nothing
MJF x Wife Reader
MJF Masterlist Main Masterlist
It didn’t matter how many times I’d been fortunate enough to experience Max’s returns ringside. Every return was bigger and better than the last. It has been five months since I last found myself in this position. 5 months ago I sat in this exact spot cheering on my husband against his match with Joe at World’s End. I know that match didn’t end the way we wanted but that just meant his return would be ungodly. I watched Adam Cole enter the ring, devil mask in hand. It didn’t matter what he was saying, it would soon mean nothing. I couldn't help the nervous feeling in my stomach, I was internally counting down the seconds until the lights went out and the devil came home. As if on cue the lights went out. I watched Adam Cole frantically pace around the ring waiting to get jumped and yet nothing happened. Just then the video package played on the screens. I could sense the confusion in the fans. Some chanted his name while others questioned who was filming the video. It was obvious the hands were one of a female. I was the one that helped Max film it, we just had to throw them off just a bit. Just then my focus from the screen was broken when a fan yelled “Wait isn’t that MJF’s Wife!” Fuck, I got caught. I tried my best to ignore the comment as I awaited his entrance theme to play on the speakers. I thought the pop was big when Max returned at All Out back in 2022 but this was nothing in comparison. The crowd went crazy as Max made his way to the ring, ready to kill Adam Cole. For a moment it was as if Max would reunite with Cole but of course, that was false. For the past 5 months, Max hated how he allowed himself to get soft, he hated that he trusted someone other than me. Max was out for revenge. For a moment in time, some thought we would never see MJF in AEW again but AEW was his home. The other company would ruin him. Maxwell Jacob Friedman is NOT a PG guy. I couldn't help the smile on my face, he was home. The people loved him, they needed him. I can’t wait to see where this next adventure takes us.
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Sebastian x reader
Slightly based off these headcanons
Ever since you moved to Pelican Town, you became friends with several of the townspeople, including Sebastian. While he was not overly nice to you at first, he did slowly become friends with you, since you took the time out of your busy day to spend time with him and occasionally brought him little gifts, some of these gifts he liked more than others, which you had picked up on, and brought him other gifts that you knew he would like.
Over the time you had spent with him, he had slowly gained feelings for you. However, the problem was that you were already in a relationship, and it was to the point that you were ready to propose to him/her, which did hurt Sebastian since he did love you, but he didn’t want to ruin your relationship, or your friendship with him, just because of his own feelings.
What Sebastian wasn’t expecting was to find you at the door, crying and heartbroken. He was just getting ready for the day as per usual, slipping his usual purple hoodie over his head, when he heard a knock at the door. He didn’t pay much attention to it since he figured Robin would have answered it. However, the knock was heard again. Getting a little annoyed, he walked up the stairs from his room and went to the door to find you standing there. He looked surprised at first, then worried as he noticed the tears running down your face.
“Y/n?” He had brought you into the house, closing the door once you were inside. He brought you to his room and had you sit on the bed, now sitting beside you.
“Do you… want to tell me what happened?” He asked, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you a bit closer to him. You were quiet for a few moments aside from a few sniffles here and there as tears welled up in your eyes.
“You know how I’ve been preparing to propose to (bachelor/bachelorette of choice or other name)?”
“Yeah, I remember. You were so excited, yet nervous, as you kept asking me, Sam and Abigail our opinions on certain ideas you had.” Sebastian remembered it all too well. How his heart sank as you mentioned wanting to propose to your partner, how happy you looked…
“Well…” your voice brought him back from his thoughts.
“Well..?”
“I went through with it. I proposed to him/her, and.. I.. was turned down. To the point they don’t want to be together anymore.”
“What?” Sebastian was in disbelief about this as his grip on you tightened without realizing it. He had pulled you into a hug, holding you close to him.
“…I’m sorry, Y/n. You don’t deserve that, you really don’t. You deserve to be happy.” He mumbled, just loud enough for you to hear him.
“…thank you, Sebastian.” You mumbled back as he gently wiped your tears away. Sebastian may not be the best when it comes to comforting others, but he would do his best for you, which helped you feel better.
It’s been a couple months since then, and Sebastian’s feelings for you only grew stronger. You were back to being your usual self, slowly getting over your heart getting broken, but now you’ve been spending a lot more time with Sebastian, whether it’s playing games in his room, walking around town, or just sitting with him as he worked on his motorcycle.
Ever since that day, you’ve spent more time with him, and you’ve started gaining feelings for him, which… you didn’t think you would happen so quickly. Maybe it was because of the way he had treated you? How you could go to him whenever you were feeling down or upset and needed someone to talk to despite the fact he’s not good with comforting others, but he did his best for you.
Whatever it was, you knew that you had feelings for him, and you knew you would end up having to tell him eventually, or Sam and Abigail would, as they figured out fairly quickly about your feelings for their friend.
You were brought back from your thoughts as you heard a knock at the door. You went to the door and saw Sebastian standing there. You weren’t expecting him to come over to your house, since you don’t see him go out very often.
“Hey.” He spoke up once you opened the door. You smiled softly and let him inside, closing the door behind him.
“Hey. What’s up?” You asked him, looking back at him.
“Ah, not much. I just… wanted to see if you were busy.”
“No, not really. I was actually about to head out and look for you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. There’s… something I wanted to tell you, Sebastian.”
“What is it?”
“I just wanted to say… thank you for being here for me, and that I appreciate you and your company. I enjoy spending time with you.”
“Thanks, Y/n. I like spending time with you too.”
“And there’s one other thing I want to say.” Sebastian gives you a look of “go on,” you had to take a moment to get your thoughts together before you spoke,
“Sebastian… over these past few months, I’ve been gaining feelings for you, and I didn’t think it would happen this quickly, since… that day.”
“Y/n…” Sebastian sounded a little surprised by this. “Heh.. you actually beat me to it.” You were a little confused by this, but before you could say anything, he spoke up again,
“I was actually going to confess to you this evening. I had it planned out and everything.”
“Wait really?”
“Yeah. I wanted to take you to my favorite place outside of town and confess to you.”
“Oh, Sebastian.” You smiled faintly and went over to him, hugging him. He hugged you back, pressing a light kiss to your forehead.
“…I love you, Y/n.”
“I love you too, Sebastian.” You let him go from the hug. “If you want to still go out tonight, we can.”
“I would like that.”
“Well, let’s go then!” You grabbed his hand and practically dragged him outside, making him chuckle a bit as he followed after you.
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Now since I’m tearing up for Charles. And this race was considerably boring. Here’s my quick analysis because there wasn’t much to analyse to be honest.
Kevin Magnussen is on THIN ICE. He’s being a track terrorist, that anyone near him is genuinely doesn’t feel safe. And Nico was doing good considering that penalty, slowly building his way into the race. So was Checo, but Kevin just had to go and ruin it for all 3, as well as any type of potential for a strategy race today.
Alpine was good, despite Esteban’s crash, but they are building. What genuinely concerns me however, is the fact that THIS was the racing incident not the other one. And Alpine should see that, especially since Esteban was the one who’s been taking the car places since the start and outperforming Pierre.
Aston were meh, not good, not bad, just okay, and I can assure you, VCARB are coming for them slowly but surely.
VCARB making slow but sure steps that are making the difference. Yuki being so good with strategically keeping Alex behind him. Daniel overtakes. The’re getting there and could be at this rate, competing for p5 in constructors.
Mercedes did well (unfortunately) with George specifically, maintaining those tyres, keeping Max behind him, Lewis also getting more confident in that car. A slow and steady rise.
Williams did well considering the circumstances. Alex points, that’s a huge leap, but also, Logan did really good in the race, with his overtakes and all in a non-upgraded overweight Williams. Getting better and not the bottom markers is surely good.
McLaren played the mind games really well today. With the way he fixed Oscar’s car in the Red Flag, to keeping Lando on Carlos’ ankle almost the whole race, yeah, they really are becoming a threat in the constructors.
Red Bull, my team. You know that feeling when you’re mad at someone but you love them and can’t stay mad or accept any backlash unless it was with the intent of love. That’s me with Red Bull right now. Like yes, the car was stiff and needs work, especially with Ferrari and McLaren being so close on their tails. But this weekend was one where all external factors worked against Red Bull, with Max hitting the wall at the worst ever time in Q3, Checo being 0.5 seconds away from Q2. The crash, that I am grateful and thankful that Checo was able to get up on both feet by himself after it became of how horrendous it was. And therefore fucking a strategy race. It was written in the stars for The Prince of Monaco that all of this happens to the team at the same time. But also, credit where credit is due, the pitting call from Hannah was chef’s kiss, because it made Max more confident and he didn’t loose places. On the topic if Max however. I can’t stand his ass (jk I love him but I’m mad) simply because he could have overtaken George, but I guess he wasn’t 100% with the car that he won’t end up in the wall. But what I’m sure if is that he’s mad with today, from his side, from his childhood rival’s side, I can bet my money that he’s proud of him. But now Red Bull will need to work so hard in those 2 weeks to Canada, to improve the car. And Checo will need to do better these upcoming races because another fuck up could be his seat. And the fight for this seat is fierce.
Finally the team of the hour, who did everything right this weekend, gave the boys a car they can trust, and gave their golden boy his dream win. Seriously we can’t say anything about Ferrari with the way they handled the weekend, and hats off to them. And of course our Predestinato, who made us all cry with his win, which was extremely emotional and no one could have been upset with it, he drive his heart out today, and luck was on his side to make it. So yeah, Charles was beyond amazing today, and so was Carlos who put pressure on Oscar to pay that Singapore debt that Charles did for him.
But yeah, the race again wasn’t an entertaining one, racing and strategy wise, but again another emotional one (that needed Max honestly on that Podium ESPECIALLY with Charles) but he did it, he broke the curse and made us cry. Now time to chill, regroup and onto Canada
Just going to leave this here in all its glory because it needs no additions.
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How possesive are all 3 yans when they're in public with Darling? How far are they willing to go in public and in private?
Ooh good question!
Raphael likes to be in public! He feels a lot of comfort in distractions and enjoys people-watching. In public with you, however, he turns into a completely different person. He's a very clingy guy, so you always have to be holding his hand or at least let him wrap his arm around your shoulders. He's actually a pretty good artist too, so I could imagine you and him camping out in an outdoor cafe area for hours drawing the other patrons and making up stories about them.
In regard to PDA, this man is literally such a prude. You could get away with a kiss on the cheek and hand holding, maybe, but he will be absolutely scandalized if you try to go any further. The only exception would be if he hadn't seen you in a while. If you're reuniting after a day or so apart, he might just get tunnel vision and kiss you after pulling you into a rib-crushing twirling hug.
Cordyline hates the public. How dare they exist where she is trying to go? She is all about getting what she needs and leaving immediately. If Raphael is the guy who draws people in public, Cordy always feels like she's the one being drawn. She always gets paranoid that everyone is looking at her and wants to leave. Taking her out on a date is like pulling teeth, but once she is out with you, she'll relax just a tiny bit.
Cordy can get pretty possessive, but she's definitely not one to force anything on you in public. If she thinks someone else is flirting with you, she'll just get really quiet and come 'save you' from them by dragging you away or faking a headache so you two have to leave. You should really be grateful to her, after all, she could have used the taser.
Andreas is perfectly comfortable in public. He is rarely seen in neutral territory, so he has no reason to feel threatened anywhere he goes. After he 'takes you in' like a stray kitten, he'll wait a few weeks before letting you go back out in public, just to make sure you aren't going to try anything stupid. If you're good, he'll reward you with a trip to your favorite shop or restaurant. Money is nothing to him, so he'll buy you as many books or treats that you want. You should absolutely take advantage of his 'generosity' because who knows when he'll let you out next.
Andreas is incredibly possessive of you in public, moreso than in private really. He will do all the talking and ordering for you, after all, he knows what you need better than you do. If an unsuspecting human decides to speak to you, he'll immediately intervene and end the interaction then and there. You know he's perfectly capable of ruining that person's life, so you kind of have to go along with it. When it comes to PDA absolutely nothing is off limits to this man. He's a bit of a slut, so choose your words and actions carefully if you don't want him to drag you to the men's bathroom for a little 'fun.'
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˗ˋ ocean blue eyes, looking in mine ˊ˗
warnings: underage drinking, (written by someone who’s never drunken before, my apologies if it’s inaccurate) peer pressure?
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summary: you go to a party and get drunk, accidentally confessing your thoughts to your enemy jason grace
“alright, first things first: deciding what to wear, let’s take a look in your closet…” piper trails off, eyes wandering around your closet
“pipes please do not make me go to this party” you complained, laying flat down on your bed
“you’re going, this is good for you. you need to get out of the house once in a while” she insisted before gasping, “this is perfect, isn’t it?” she holds up a white dress with ruffles
“too fancy for a party” you disagree
“no, no, trust me, this with your white converse-” she squeals, “it’s absolutely perfect, now hurry, we leave in ten” and with that she throws it on top of you and rushes out of your room, shutting the door behind her
- 🌊 -
the second you stepped into the house you wished you were anywhere else but here
“c’mon, let’s get a drink” piper drags you to the kitchen
“I’m not drinking” you glare at her, stopping in your tracks
“you need to live a little, plus, I won’t leave you alone, it’ll be fine” you allow her to drag you to the kitchen, pouring yourselves drinks
everything’s fine, right? piper will be with you the whole time, just one drink should be enough, no more…
that’s what you told yourself until your eyes were met with those ocean blue eyes you lov- hated with every fiber of your being
“what’re you doing here, grace?” you pour yourself another drink- stronger this time, mixing whatever you can find- you’re going to need this if he’s here
“am I not allowed to be here?” he laughs
“no, goodbye” you rush past him, not eager to talk
“wait-” you stop and turn, facing him yet again, “I didn’t know you were coming”
“why do you care” you question, taking a sip from your drink
he plays with his fingers, “I’d just like to be warned next time, I wasn’t really prepared to have strong drinks tonight”
you sigh, “I could say the same for you, now goodbye, for real this time” you turn and walk to the living room, sitting beside piper on the couch
“I thought you were only having one drink?” she asks
“yeah well that was until jason grace arrived” you mumble, taking another sip
she takes a sniff of your cup, “oh my god, what’s in there?”
“I don’t know, I just took whatever I could find…” you trail off
“you’re going to kill yourself, give me that” she tries to take the cup away from you, but you stand up before she can
“no, no, it’s fine, I’ll be fine, this will- no more after this- this will be my last drink, I promise”
that’s a lie
you had more than 2 drinks- way more
you fall onto the couch, unaware of anyone sitting there, limbs scattered over the soft seat
“are you going to leave room for anyone else to sit?”
oh those ocean blue eyes never seem to leave your mind your sight
“I’m drunk…” you whisper, sitting up, “I said only one drink! you ruin everything” you slur, pointing a finger at the blond boy, and he takes a seat beside you
“how so?” he inquires
“those gorgeous ocean blue eyes, I hate- I hate the way I don’t hate you, you make me so furious, I can’t feel this way, you’re my enemy, not my crush, I hate you for making me feel this way. and you’re stupid ocean blue eyes always looking in mine-” you stop yourself, standing up quickly, “I’m going home, I’m not supposed to tell you that- where’s piper?” you ask worriedly, running a hand through your hair
“she’s- I don’t know, why don’t I take you home?” he stands up next to you
“no! you can’t!” tears start pooling out of your eyes, “I just told you- I never-” you stutter
jason places his hands on your shoulders, eyes meeting yours again, “please, you’re drunk”
“you think?” you hissed, crossing your arms with a sigh
all he’s doing is taking you home… once you get there he’ll leave and hopefully forget about the drunk confession and this will all be over
“fine- let’s go”
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for the prompts, can you do a combination of 79. 'we're not just friends you know that' and 132. 'your lips make me wonder what you taste like' with Sonny Carisi please? (i love your writing so much!)
Sonny Carisi: Not Just Friends Prompt NSFW
Thank you for the request. Sorry, it took so long to get it out. These life changes have me all turned around. Hope you enjoy xoxo
You were at the corner bar ordering a drink when a shadow fell on you. You knew it was Sonny. You could feel the warmth of his skin, and smell the warm scent of his cologne. He stops just a little too close behind you. His fingertips trail up your spine leaving a trail of fire. They go up the nape of your neck and his hand cups it gently. You shiver at his touch, pressing your lips together. “I heard you talking to Amanda,” His thumb started stroking your neck. “We’re not just friends,” You look over your shoulder meeting his blue gaze. “You know that.”
“Sonny,” You warn but make no move to back away from him. “We agreed that we shouldn’t.” His eyes rove over you. They linger on your lips stained red with
“Your lips make me wonder what you taste like.” His voice is low and full of lust. You can feel the words hot in your lower stomach. You breathe out a gasp.
“Dominick,” His other hand cupped your cheek his thumb tracing your lips. Your heart started pounding in your chest. You swore you could hear it in your ears. When your conversations had become flirtier, and sexual tension had started building around you. You had both agreed it wasn’t worth risking your friendship on something that might not last. That hadn’t stopped either of you from dangerously toeing that line.
His head tilted down, and you could feel his breath against your face. “I’m willing to risk it all, for just a taste.” His lips were inches away from yours. “I want- No, I need to know. Have to know-” You can’t ignore the pull in your stomach any longer. You lean up and steal a kiss. He wastes no time. He pulls you firmly against him and takes over the kiss. Heat like a match to dry leaves lit up in your stomach. It spread through you like wildfire.
There is a clinking of a glass hitting the bar top and someone clearing their throat. You yank back, suddenly remembering you are in a very public place where your coworkers are present. Sonny's hands stay around you clearly not caring if everyone sees. You glance around and then back at the bar. Sonny directed your gaze back to him. Your eyes searched his, pressing your tingling lips together. He doesn’t know what you are looking for, but he feels relief when a smile tugs at the corner of your lips. “I don’t think just a taste is going to be enough for me.”
You go to his apartment because it is only a block away. You are barely inside the door when you start ridding him of his suit jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. His hands slide down the back of your thighs and then urge you to wrap your legs around his waist. You buck against him, your core rubbing perfectly against his hard cock in his pants. He swipes at the table near the front door sending knickknacks, papers, and the bowl he normally tossed his keys in onto the floor. He set you on the top, his hands sneaking under your dress cupping your warm wet core. You both moan at the contact.
Your hands shoot to his pants, unbuckling his belt and fumbling with the button of his pants. Your hand grabs his cock, and he groans hand coming to the wall next to your head to maintain his balance. You stroke him firmly at a steady pace. His lips are back on yours giving sloppy wet kisses. Sonny’s hands tug at the straps of the dress as he yanks the top down to bare your breast as his hips buck into your fist. He snatches your wrist to make you stop, as he is dangerously close to losing control. He looks at you, sitting on his table. Your lips swollen from his rough kisses red lipstick completely gone. His hand stops rubbing you in favor of sliding under your ruined panties to slip a finger and then another into your dripping core. He kisses and sucks down your collarbone to your breast. He sucks a tight nipple into his mouth while changing the angle of his curling fingers just right.
You throw your head back and it hits the wall with a thump. When he looks up to make sure you are okay you pull him in for another rough kiss. You push his pants further down his legs and pull him closer with your legs around his hips. His cock brushes where his fingers are inside of you. “Please, Sonny.” You pant against his lips, “I need you inside.”
He groans removing his finger from you so that his cock can brush up against your entrance. He pulls you closer to the table's edge and his head slides inside. You scoot farther forward so that your ass is barely on the table, and it forces Sonny's dick father inside of you. You moan loudly at the pleasant stretch. Sonny curses, his hands grasping at your hips to keep you balanced. “Dominick,” You whine rocking your hips. “Move,”
He let out a shaky breath and then started thrusting slowly. “You feel so good Doll, so fucking good.” You pull his head back down for another kiss. Your breath stutters as you arch into him. The angle has most of your weight forward held just by his arms and forcing his cock to drag against your clit deliciously. You bite his bottom lip tugging it between your teeth before soothing it with your tongue. You roll your hips as he thrusts warmth curling tighter and tighter in your stomach.
Your vision blurred as your orgasm rippled through you. You clenched around Sonny and his hands grabbed your ass forcing you even closer as thrusted wildly into you. He groaned into your neck as he filled you with his seed.
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This was it. Kaido was defeated and their alliance ended. Everyone was getting ready to leave the land of Wano. But the surgeon of death wasn’t. It didn’t feel right to just leave like this.
…..
Luffy, Kid & others were yet to join, although some of their crews were around. Robin was on deck preparing for their next journey. She was writing a list with the boxes they were packing and stuff they need, then she left the pen on one of the boxes when suddenly she found a pot of white daisies instead. She was surprised, what happened, where did the pen go? She then remembered who could do that. She smiled at the white daises and their symbolism. Looking around searching for him. She found the culprit who was standing nearby hiding alone near one of the baggages piles, now turning his back to leave. she crossed her arms.
….
The archeologist was standing in-front of Law who was beet red and taken back for a moment, before remembering her devil fruit powers.
She stood tall and beautiful as flower. He wasn’t sure of what to say.
“The flowers are wonderful, thank you Tra-kun” she initiated. She seemed delighted. He never saw her like this before.
she looked around at some flowers scattered around, among them was a white daisy. it was smaller and not as taken care of as the ones he had given her. She bent down a took the white daisy.
Trafalgar Law is someone who likes to plan his every step. So he most probably knows. But she wanted to check. So she Asked him as she was standing “Do you know their symbolism?”
He knew she must have known since her time disguised as a gisha and he knew she was fond of flowers since his time on the thousands sunny. He blushed more as he answered “In Wano.. a love hidden in your heart”
she seemed even more delighted than before. The women offered him the white daisy she had picked while confirming “Yes, it is”
Hw was smiling from his heart. He was truly happy. the feeling was mutual.
Raising his arm to take the flower from her hand, their hands touched. They remained still as none of them was willing to withdraw. The simple touch turned into their fingers holding with the daisy in between.
“I will miss you” The man muttered
“Me too”
Heaviness of the heart was replacing the lightheartedness they had just felt as reality began to sink in.
”What about another alliance?” She said half jokingly to lighten the atmosphere.
“That’s not a bad idea” the half smile he gave erased any heaviness she felt. “But your captain will ruin any plans I make”
“I guarantee that” she giggled.
He smiled at the giggles that filled his heart.
But the heaviness and sadness of departure seeped in again as he said “We will find a way to communicate”
“It will be hard. But I will wait for you” she flashes him a less delighted smile. Who would blame her? He doesn’t want to leave either.
He takes the flowers and his hand from hers, and leaves his heart instead. He looks at the white daisy fondly and said “Thank you”
They could hear some ruckus and someone calling out to Law. Now is the unwanted moment. sad it might be, but both are content about their newfound love.
“We should go” She says “Till we meet again, Law-kun”
He seemed happy that she called him by his given name instead of the stupid nickname Straw Hat gave him and replied “Yes, till we meet again, Robin-ya”
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I read on a sight that’s what a white daisy represent In Japan but I am not sure. So I decided to use it her. It is inspired from a song by Fayrouz. Hope you like it.
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I was rewatching The Stone Forest and I really like to think that Hilda had to pass by the Bell Keeper’s outpost on her way out of the city limits. I like to think that idiot looked at what was happening, shrugged, and said ‘eh, she’s the scariest thing out there’
#“‘the scariest thing out there’?”the girl sends him a look that isn't quite a glare for once; it still conveys her opinion just as clearly#Edmund shrugs. Hilda is still within sight of his binoculars. he watches her run and can’t be sure whether she’s running *towards* or *from#*.He doesn’t think she knows either.#'I mean. it’s not like trolls can harm her at this time of the day.#Don’t tell me you believe in fairies kid.'#And there it is at last: the glare. Meiri looks up from her art project - her new therapist had reccomended it as a way to express herself#and since he'd been helping so much so far she'd decided to grudgingly give it a shot -#“*No*” she states pointedly; to anyone who knew her it was an affirmation. And Edmund knew her better than she cared for#'What I believe in is wolves and recluse spiders and ticks and nettle. And I believe that someone with the spine#to sabotage the Patrol wouldn't have the self control to not lick a pretty mushroom'#“Hey!” Edmund protested putting down his binoculars. “I sabotaged the Patrol! For *you* I might add!”#Meiri's smile turned mean; it was a regular expression for her yet it never conveyed any malice. Just the thrill of a game that never tired#her. “And would you?” she lifted one thick eyebrow; signaling to her dad that it was his move now#The dad in question was unfortunately thinking back to a time in his young teenage years when he figured he could eat anything animals bit#and gave himself a poisoning that had him taken to the ER. But she didn't need to know that. *ever* in fact.#“Obviously I would. Like I'd let a mushroom ruin my perfect sandwich diet”#Meiri groaned loudly. Some games were worth playing. But some wars she'd already accepted she'd never win#“Anyway” he turned back to staring at the outside of the wall as if it was of any interest to him (it wasn't)#“kid'll be fine is my point. And even if she isn't ya know what's the best think about this situation?”#They looked at each other with matching smirks. “none of our flipping business” he said at the same time as she echoed#“None of our fucking business”#He gasped immediatelly. “*Meiri!*”#The chastening was useless. She just shrugged innocently.#He'd really have to limit her library visits#the bell keeper hilda#meirdom#hilda the series#hilda netflix
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I’m going to be thinking about this
One panel of comic for the next 8 years of my life
#Batman#Two-Face#batman gotham adventures#TwoBats#kind of???? Batman/Bruce loves him so much I can’t get over the innate tragedy and love of this relationship like you know what???#you know what’s ungodly good and fucked up???? that tragedy permeates every inch of Bruce and Harvey’s relationship more deeply than any#other element possibly could but one and the one thread thicker in the relationship’s entire being is love#it’s a tragedy it’s tragic but it is never /quite/ as fucked up and tragic and it is deeply deeply kind and sweet and full of love and the#kind of hope that only exists at all because of it. the way Bruce in BtAS immediately starts reading books on the disorder before he even#sees him again? the letting himself almsot get shot to get through? Telltale finishing his bloody fight in the ruined front hall of his own#home by telling him ‘I still believe in Harvey Dent’. ?? The way movie The Long Halloween Bats doesn’t even know Harvey /super/ well by most#human standards but Bruce has literally no friends and never had except Alfred and Gordon so to him this is one of his closest friends and#that’s not a joke it’s real? when he spends the entire last third of part 2 desperately trying to help and telling everyone Harvey’s his#friend and needs help?? it’s real. when he tells Gilda ‘he was my friend and I failed him’? when he compromises his code in a massive way#for the first time and let’s someone get away with murders so Harvey can retain the one little piece of anything he still has which is#having protected the perosn he loves? it’s real. he means it. that’s his best friend.#they’re so *makes incomprehensible upset hand gestures*
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