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lovelyjj · 6 months

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maybe a mix of “i’m just afraid” and “tell me the truth”? 🫶

avoidance

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1.4k

a/n: I lowkey hate this.

You and JJ were the best of friends. You did everything together. He was your person you told everything to. He was your partner in crime. There were no secrets between the two of you.

You and JJ were on the couch that was on John B’s porch, enjoying the rain. The rain was blanketing the outer banks in water, soaking the grass and trees.

“I love the rain,” you stated.

“Really why?” JJ asked.

“I don’t know it makes me feel less alone, like the sky is crying with me.”

“That’s a really good reason,” JJ replied.

“Thanks,” you smiled.

“You want to dance?” JJ asked with a goofy grin on his face.

“In the rain?” You questioned surprised.

“In the rain,” JJ confirmed.

“Ok.”

JJ got up and reached his hand out for you to take, which you gladly accepted. The two of you went out on the grass and JJ held onto one hand. Then he put one hand on your waist and you put the hand not holding his, on his shoulder.

You guys danced and he spun you around and you got soaking wet. You were having a lot of fun though. You were having a blast and so was JJ.

When you were finished JJ ushered you inside as you giggled.

You both changed into dry clothes and afterwards JJ had an idea.

“Let’s make some hot chocolate,” JJ announced.

“Yes please,” you answered.

JJ whipped up two mugs of cocoa and you both sipped yours quietly.

“Tastes good,” you whispered.

“Wanna watch a movie?” you asked JJ.

“Sure,” JJ replied.

You both settled into John B’s living room and put on spider-man. You ended up falling asleep on the pullout couch.

——————

A couple days later you were all going out on the boat. The day was bright and sunny perfect for going out on the water.

JJ was looking at you in your bikini top. He knew he shouldn’t be looking at his best friend like that but he couldn’t help it. You looked hot and JJ could hardly look away from your chest.

You were oblivious to JJ’s ogling. You were happy to be on the boat with your friends.

“I can’t believe the weather is so nice,” you spoke.

“Yeah it’s perfect,” Pope responded.

“I thought it would be windy out here on the water,” JJ said removing his attention from your breasts.

“Hope we can catch some fish,” John B announced.

“Should be able to,” JJ commented.

While the boys were fishing, you Kiara and Sarah were on your phones. You were looking through your photos and you noticed how many you had of you and JJ.

There was one of you two at the beach with the waves in the background and a pretty sunset.

“Can I post this J?” you asked.

“Let me see it.”

You handed your phone to JJ and he took it. He scanned the image and smiled a genuine smile.

“Yeah that’s a good one. Go ahead fire away.”

You gave him a smile and decided to post the picture.

After a while you got a few comments. One was from Sarah that said, “Goals.”

You ignored it because you didn’t want to draw attention to it. The last thing you needed was people assuming your in a relationship with JJ cause your not. Your just friends and that’s all you ever will be.

—————

You were spending more and more time with JJ. Sometimes with the other pogues and sometimes just the two of you.

You were starting to catch feelings for him. You didn’t know how or why but being around him brought out the best in you. You started to fall in love with your best friend. You were scared you’ve never felt this way before. And what if he doesn’t love you back.

You decided to go to Kiara and ask for her help. She was working at the wreck, so you made your way over there.

“Hey Kie, I need your help,” you hesitated.

“Yeah sure y/n whatever you need,” Kiara replied.

“Here let’s sit down,” Kiara said as she directed you to a small table by the window.

You sat across from her and she gave you a kind smile with kind eyes.

“What’s up,” Kiara started.

“Well um I’ve sorta had these feelings for a certain someone and I’m not sure what to do about it. I just know I don’t want to tell them,” you began.

“Why don’t you want to tell them,” Kiara asked.

“I’m just afraid,” you bit your lip.

“What do you have to be afraid of?”

“Well first of all he could not feel the same way. He could reject me. He could laugh in my face. The list goes on,” you threw your hands up in the air.

“JJ wouldn’t do that,” Kiara raised a brow.

“How do you know it’s JJ?” You asked.

“Oh come on, who else would it be.”

“You’ve got a point.” you laughed.

“Speak of the devil,” Kiara whispered as you turned to the sound of the door opening.

JJ sauntered in to the wreck, Pope, John B and Sarah following suit.

“The gangs all here,” Kiara exclaimed.

“I need to go,” you whispered to Kiara.

“What why?”

“I just need to, ok!”

You slipped out the back door leaving the rest of the crew utterly confused.

—————

You have been avoiding JJ. It’s not that you wanted to, you hated the distance between you and not seeing him but you didn’t know how to act around him anymore.

You were getting worried because you thought JJ was on to you. Now JJ was getting worried because he hasn’t seen you in a while. He figured that you were mad at him. He hated it.

When the pogues would hang out all together you would not be there. You would miss the activities they had planned.

It was getting harder and harder hiding your feelings from JJ. You would always blush or your heart would beat really fast. So your only option you decided was to stop hanging out with him.

JJ was confused because of your absence. He was going to get to the bottom of this. He was determined.

He assumed you would be at your house. So that’s where he showed up. He knocked on your door a few times and after a few minutes you came to the door. You were shocked to see JJ standing there.

You wanted to run back to your room and hide. You were embarrassed by your actions. Just all of a sudden ghosting him. He didn’t deserve that.

“Hey um so I miss you. A lot. And I think we need to talk,” JJ scratched the back of his neck.

“Sure.”

You stepped outside and closed the door behind you.

“I need to know why your avoiding me,” JJ insisted.

“I’m not avoiding you.”

“y/n.”

“Ok ok I’ve been avoiding you because I didn’t want to see you.” You nervously crossed your arms and looked down.

JJ wasn’t buying it. “No. Tell me the truth.”

As you looked into JJ’s pleading blue eyes you felt your stomach flip. You couldn’t lie to him even if you tried.

“Fine. You want the truth? The truth is I’m in love with you. And I don’t know how to act around you anymore. I assumed you didn’t feel the same way so to save myself the rejection, I avoided you.”

“You thought I wouldn’t feel the same way?” JJ questioned.

“I’ve been in love with you for years,” JJ confessed.

“Really?”

JJ nodded his head.

“I can’t believe you did all that.” JJ said surprised.

You took a step closer to JJ and he took your face in his hands.

“Come here,” JJ whined.

You didn’t need to be asked twice. You leaned in and JJ placed lips on yours. Instantly you felt electrifying sparks shoot trough you. Your stomach erupted with butterflies. The kiss was gentle and delicate. JJ was excited and you were giddy.

Your lips were crushing together and moving against each other. JJ was feeling warm all over. Your hands were resting on JJ’s shoulders. One of JJ’s hand rested on your jaw and one hand snaked lower to your butt squeezing lightly. This caused you to gasp, allowing JJ’s tongue to slide into your mouth.

After making out you pulled away breathless. You wore a big smile and JJ laughed.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” JJ broke the silence.

“I’ve missed you too,” you responded.

“Will you be mine?” JJ asked.

“Yes, I’ll be yours,” you exclaimed.

JJ picked you up and spun you around, your laughter mixing together to create a sense of harmony and happiness. Since you and JJ were best of friends your romantic relationship will only flourish because you loved each other wholeheartedly.

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mrz-fushiguro-types · 1 month

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His Cargo pt. 1

New series about Suguru, Geto. A Handsome businessman that you fell head over heels for, of course he played a big part of that, bringing you expensive gifts always flying first class and eating 5 star meals in VIP. you being a college student focusing on your dream job; you were living the life you never had before you met him, You only have one complaint though; he’s a total fuck boy.

Warnings: intense orgasm DISGUSTING talk. Smut, intense cumming, cream pie, over whelming pleasure, exhaustion, and ts gets a little sad too.

A/n: I don’t see a lot of fuck boy stories about Geto, maybe I’m just not looking BUT I’m making one, usually this would be for Satoru but that’s so borrring! Well Enjoy reading!

Throwing your hoodie with no bra on and your shorts that you knew he loved. You start to question whether or not you want to pack an overnight bag, you sigh out loud as you get frustrated feeling the nervousness start, and that always happened when you were about to see Suguru.

He just brought that out of you no matter what, even after the countless times he’s cheated or turned you down when you wanted something serious, he was just the guy that could trap you in delusion; and you were okay with that.

You turn your head to the sudden notification that popped up.

༯ꨄ𝓢𝓾

Come out when you’re ready, I’m taking you somewhere.

You quickly reply asking for a few minutes before running to your closet grabbing a nice black dress and running into the bathroom, knowing Suguru he was probably dressed in black too. You throw your hair tie after yanking it impatiently out of your hair.

Shoko sighs leaning up against the door frame, “you’re going out?” She asks lighting the cigarette that was in her mouth, you yelp at her voice pulling your dress on, fixing your boobs to make them look great. “Yes, and—are you smoking?!” You ask stopping your actions, and she cackles.

Grabbing your glitter lotion to rub it on your legs, arms, neck, and chest, along with a few squirts of the perfume Geto loved on those glistening areas and your wrist. ”not anymore,open up so I can see!” “Not yet lemme’ finish,” You then begin to do a quick natural look feeling as though it would save time. Again only Geto made you do things like this, for some odd reason you didn’t want to disappoint him, maybe that’s why it hurt so much when you caught him cheating on you that one time..and that other time.

You open the bathroom door for Shoko and she peeks her head in “going to see that dickhead huh?” She says making you blush at her question “I can’t just look good for myself?” Shoko laughs sarcastically zipping up your dress, “you know damn well you don’t wear that perfume unless you’re going to see that man.” She states running her fingers in your hair to style it.

You side eye her before looking back into the mirror drawing on your lip liner, she wasn’t wrong you couldn’t even lie, this is the only perfume you’ve heard him compliment you on, and you kept wearing it and because you see him so much the bottle is almost empty. “I’m just going out with him for a few,” you lied knowing she’d pick up on that too.

“Yeah and you obviously plan on staying a little longer than a few. You need to stop seeing him, he’s nothing but a player that practically spits on your pain.” She said wholeheartedly, you turn to look at her setting the pencil down, “I know..but I just don’t ever wanna lose him, I know I deserve more but can I really get more?” “Yes?” She answers causing you to roll your eyes “I’ll never get anything like this..” you say looking at her.

And it wasn’t even about the money, you seriously couldn’t imagine your life without him, he brought you so much joy just from seeing him smile, the money is just a bonus; “whatever you say just be safe..” she says watching you put your glitter lipgloss, she rolls her eyes and You buck your head at her.

“Listen, I’m not mad man, i’m just disappointed.” She says making you roll your eyes and walk out to your room to slip on your heals; “oh puhhlease I say nothing about your Dick appointments at 3 am” Shoko opens her mouth but just closes it nodding her head in acceptance.

You grab your bag walking out of the room grabbing your keys off the counter, going to the front door opening it, “I’m out!” You say throwing the middle finger up at your friend who yells “no kids please!” Before you shut the door in her ignorant face.

You quickly walk over to the car opening the car door and hopping in Suguru greeting you with a smile, “hey pretty” he says not being able to take his eyes off of you, he instantly felt his eyes wander your glistening body and he couldn’t stop himself from doing so, but damn..to be honest he didn’t have much intrest in taking you out anymore; he just wanted to take you back home and do whatever he wanted with you, the thought of your sweet moans taking over his thoughts completely, caused him to sit back to try and calm himself.

“Hey Su! Did you miss me?” You say grabbing your seatbelt after slipping your night bag into the backseat. “Oh how could I not? Mm..you smell nice y/n..” he says trying to restrain himself from ruining the stuff he had planned out, and to be honest you were at your limit to give in as well.

Sex with Geto was like a Drug, you couldn’t help but get addicted to it, his hard Cock ramming into you hitting spots a toy just couldn’t reach. He made your body reach limits no one could; And your cunt began to crave it just from being in his presence.

“I know it’s the perfume you love stupid..” I say slumping into the seat. “Ah yeah, it is, that’s why it smelled so familiar.” He said with a cocky sarcastic smile, you scrunch your face at him leaning over and up pressing your glossy lips on his and he doesn’t hesitate to kiss you back, his thumb rested on your chin down to your neck holding your head in place and he peeked his tongue through the opening of your lips.

You groan, wrapping your hand on his wrist feeling you body shutter. He pulls away abruptly saying “you taste good too..~” smirking as he let you go causing you to pout up at him, “why’d you stop..?~” you whine looking up at him.

He chuckles starting the car, “you’re so cute—and because if I start I won’t be able to stop.” He says taking the car out of parked and began driving down the road.

You chuckle at the joke Suguru makes while gobble down a piece of your ribeye steak, “I swear that’s what happened..” he said through quiet laughter. You tilt your head at him in awe. “A lot seems to happen when you’re away huh..?” You say lightly poking your steak with your fork.

Suguru looks up at you his chewing slowing down, his face looking as if he was taking in the gravity of your question, “it would seem that way right..?” He says after swallowing his food.

You shake your head with a playful scoff, he’s always answering your question, with a question.

Then his phones goes off and he immediately checks it, “you gotta go?” You ask just for him to shake his head his eyes reading the text; glued to the screen.

You know Suguru, and you know what he does, you’ve walked in on him “accidentally” fucking another girl, not even a month before this dinner, and he hasn’t even apologized for it, so you couldn’t help but think; that he was texting her.

Suguru puts his phone away, concern written on his face when he sees your saddened face, “Y/n?” He ask his hand touching the top of yours; knocking you out of your intruding thoughts.

You put your fork down shaking your head, “sorry..” you say looking the man you loved in the eyes, “do you want to know who I was texting?” He asked abruptly solving the mystery quickly; the question shocked you. “Su’..you don’t have to do that..” “do you want me to do it?” He asked again his eyes piercing you.

You stand, “why would I want that?” “Because I know I hurt you, and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure I don’t do that again,” you sigh at his words, words you heard many times before, words you knew better than to believe.

“Sure..I’m full I’ll wait outside.” You say grabbing your purse heading out of the restaurant.

“I meant what I said..” Suguru said his hands gripping tight on the steering wheel as he drove back to his house. And he meant every word, he was trying his hardest to change, being with you made him so happy, he felt as though he finally had a purpose, all the other girls were just to blow of steam, how could he ever make you see it from his point of view?

You meet his split second gaze, “I’m here to stay this time..” he says reassuringly with an easy on the eyes smile, God you wanted to believe him, you knew his tactics, and he knew how to talk, even though you knew this time believing him was going to hurt you more, you found comfort in just knowing that he was here now.

“I hope so Su..” you say putting your hand on his and he nods “would I ever break a promise..?” And that makes you choke back a laugh. “Yes.” You said watching him cover his mouth to hide his obvious laughter, “I’m so sorry, that caught me off guard..” he said holding my hand.

You hum Walking out of his room in your comfort clothes, you sit in the couch with a sigh, You were back home. Geto walked out of the kitchen two cups of wine in his hands, he definitely knew how to swoon you.

He sat down handing You the glass gently, “I figured we’d take it easy tonight..” he said sitting back with his arm stretched out on the couch to pull you into his chest. You couldn’t help but feel anything but safe.

Suguru ran his hand up your arm taking a sip from his cup, “I missed this..” you say laying your head in his chest your glass rested on your crossed leg.

He looked at you cocking a brow jokingly, “are you—saying you missed the wine?” You roll your eyes as he chuckles nuzzling his nose on the side of your face. “I missed this as well; holding you like this and actually being able to enjoy my time with someone I care for..? It’s nice..” he says with a satisfied sigh taking a sip of his wine.

Your eyes gleamed at his words; that was another thing you loved about Suguru, his words made you feel like floating, and the best thing about it was that he meant every word, which made it mean so much more.

You take a sip of your wine finally laying your head back in his chest, being swallowed by his warm embrace.

The bottle now halfway full, the two of you sat and talked for what seemed like hours, talking about past trips just the two of you took; your legs now being tangled on his and his hand softly rubbing your smooth legs.

You felt the slightest bit tipsy but it was there, you knew because every-time this sexy man spoke you couldn’t help but stare intently at his lips, you craved him, more than anything in the world right now, one thing you loved about being drunk or tipsy was that; it brought the slut right out of you.

Geto continued to rub your legs, and slowly but surely every time he rubbed upward, he slid his warm hand higher causing your shorts to rise a little. You hitch unnoticeably wanting him to so desperately slide his hands a little higher.

To calm your hyper sexual mind, you gulp down the rest of your wine. “We should go on another trip sometime hm..? What do you think pretty?” He asked softly, his voice soft and soothing, matching his soft rubbing.

You hum, leaning the side of your body against the couch, “I’d love that..very—very much..” you say in a drunken slur, Causing Suguru to chuckle huskily. “I’m sure you would, I would love that too sweetheart..~” he coos leaning down kissing your leg, causing your shoulders to jump lightly.

Everything he was doing right now, was enough to make you pounce on him, but you knew Geto; he loves to play games, he’s a tease. And it brings him so much pleasure watching you squirm in impatience.

“Su..~” you whisper out as you feel his lips travel up your leg to your inner thighs, he scoops the glass from your hands gently placing it beside him without looking before he grabs your legs sliding you closer to him.

Suguru couldn’t help it or take it anymore, he’s been craving you since you sat in his car; he wanted to break you from this classy girl you play during the day, he wanted you to be a complete slut right now and the fact that he had to wait so long to bring that side out of you set his heart ablaze. “Don’t pretend you don’t crave it as much as I do..~” you whimper at his words as his hand hold your waist steady kissing your inner thigh getting closer to your throbbing clit.

“Just relax okay? I’ve got you covered pretty girl..~” he says reassuringly as he nuzzles his nose into your covered cunt causing you to hiss and hitch. He pulls your shorts up causing the fabric to squeeze tightly on your sensitive clit.

Geto couldn’t help himself, like a hyper kid in a candy store he was in his element. Watching your innocent act was enough to make his blood boil, and he couldn’t wait until you finally broke out of this character.

He hummed above you, sliding his soft hands up into your shorts, yet when his thumb grazed against your soaked underwear, a sex driven smirk plastered his face, “Suguru..~” you call out, your hips moving uncontrollably as if they had a mind of their own.

“I know~” he coos rubbing his thumb rhythmically up and down, he wanted to make sure he made You feel good, you deserved that much after all the shit he put you through, plus he knew that only he could see you this way, squirming beneath him, breathlessly begging for more, that made him attractively possessive.

You look down at him biting your lip to hush yourself, the sounds you made as he teased you embarrassed you in your core, but the wine mixed with the eagerness for him to fuck you, slowly began to push the embarrassing feelings you compressed down into nothingness.

“I hate when—you—tease me..~” you say brokenly, getting a soft chuckle out of him, “but I love it..~ I’m sure you do too hm..?~” he asked pushing his thumb through the side of your panties and pushing the tip of his thumb into your aching hole causing your hips to jump.

“Mm!~” you whimper out, biting on the sleeve of your hoodie, as he leans down closing his eyes and finally his tongue touched your pussy, swirling his warm tongue in circles against your twitching bud, “f..fuck!~” you curse out with a hard shiver hearing him groan in satisfaction in response.

Geto loved eating you out, feeling how wet you are in addition to his warm tongue and spit along with the sweet taste that quickly covered his taste buds, he couldn’t get enough of it, but the best thing he loved about it, was feeling you contract and squeeze around his tongue.

That was the best feeling in the world, and by all means; he was ready to finally drag the slut right out of you, not to forget, but the sheer heat that radiates off your pussy when he was down there was enough to make him lose his mind right there.

He slid his tongue into you easily causing you to throw your head back and squirm underneath him. He loved seeing you like this. He pulls his head back finally yanking at both your shorts and your underwear, causing you to yelp.

“I honestly don’t think I have it in me to tease you fully..” he says in a low tone teasing your now exposed hole with his two fingers, “then don’t..~ Su, please I need you more than—anything right now..~” you say pulling your hoodie up to reveal your breast. Using your own two fingers to pinch and pull at your nipples, Geto smirks laying his cheek against your inner thigh his eyes only on you.

“Isn’t this a sight?..~” he teases finally sliding his two fingers into your clit opening you up with ease. “Cmon Mama..~ show me how much you need me..~” he says softly curling his fingers up into you repeatedly knocking the breath out of you with one single thrust of his long fingers.

“Haah!~ please..~” you mange to get out, sliding your hands down your stomach, as if right now you wanted more than his fingers, and he knew that. “Please what baby? Be specific—what do you want..?~” he asks thrusting his fingers into you faster, lowering his head to flick his quick tongue on your twitching bud causing your hand to spasms on his shoulder.

“I want you to fuck me..~” you finally say looking down at him with teary eyes, “heh, and here I thought you were changing on me..~” he says jokingly as he pulls his fingers out of you standing to pull off his pants and boxers before he dug his knee into the couch pulling you closer by your legs.

Suguru was always so eloquent, yet sex brought out a side of him that was so irresistible, he was so good at making you feel as if nothing else in the world ever mattered.

You watch him intently as he pulls a condom off of the coffee table opening it with his teeth before stuffing his cock into it, and how impatient it made you as your clit started to crave being full by him, you look at his body and just behind beneath him like this was enough to make you wetter than you were before.

And without another word, he captivates your eyes starring down at you intently, “are you ready pretty..?~” he asks caressing your lifted leg with his rough but soft hands. You whine in response and he pushes the tip of his thick cock into you, before finally pushing himself completely in, finally.

Your eyes roll back as you feel this familiar feeling, “shit! Oh fuck!~ it feels—soo go..~” your breath is completely knocked out of you once he bucks his hips into you, causing you to frantically pull both of your legs up to hold them, “there she goes..~” he cooed replacing my hands with his holding my legs up in place pounding down into me.

The way he abused your g-spot caused you to start seeing stars each time he thrusted into you making your vision blurry and tearful.

Suguru huffed out, he had clear doubt that any girl could feel as good as you do. Your wet pussy completely squeezing around him so perfectly like a glove fitting on a hand, he couldn’t help but wonder what you felt like without the condom, which he has.

You pant out breathlessly your mind being captured by the sudden fullness in your belly, “daddy missed you baby..~” he says softly before he began to pick up the pace causing you to inhale sharply, “I missed you too!—Fuck! Right there!~” You call slapping the couch cushions beneath you for support.

Another thing you loved, usually when a women tells a man she’s close or that he’s fucking her in the right spot, it’s like something sets off in their brain to change speed, and where they intentionally were to make you yell that way, but not with Geto; see he knew when to speed up, or when to just pay extra attention to where he was thrusting already.

He hums at your request maintaining the same stroke allowing your legs to fall and wrap around him, “let me take it off princess..~” he says continuing to thrust referring to the condom to which when you nod repeatedly, he pulls out with a pop, before he peels off the condom and untimely shoving back in, tilting his head to the side in pure pleasure.

“Fuck..~ I can’t wait to fill you up..~” he whispered out hotly next to your ear, you wrap your arms around him as he starts to roll his hips up into you now, you shiver under him whimpering feeling the overwhelming feeling of him start to fuck your womb, you felt him deep in your stomach.

You claw at his back as he picks up his pace, the sounds of your cunt echoing throughout his living room, this is the loudest it’s ever been before, making such lewd noises that made you wanna hide away. He chuckles quietly, “you’re such a slut mama..~who knew that you liked to be fucked raw like this..~” he teases as he pounds down into you causing you to claw relentlessly at his back.

He hisses at both feelings leaning down into the crook of your neck making dark hickeys for everyone to see. The feeling of your gummy insides squeezing around him was enough to make him cum right there, he sighs out against your neck before going to the next spot sucking harshly replacing the harsh suck with his warm tongue.

You put up a fuss, whines and gleeful sobs left the back of your throat, you felt as if your entire body was going to explode. He kissed up to your ear planting gentle kisses to it before whispering “you feel sooo good..~” into your ear, making his thrust more intense and direct causing you to squeal in intense pleasure.

Your stomach threatened to pee, and you did not want to embarrass yourself on this man’s white couch, “Suguru wait! I-I have to pee!~” you warn your breath hitting his ear causing him to shiver as he continue to ram in your core.

Your pleads and cry’s of your near golden shower caused him to chuckle alluringly. “I assure you it isn’t that baby..~ just let it out I promise it’s—okay..~” he whispered in a free from harshness tone. Lifting you up into his arms holding you up and without a second thought you started bouncing your hips wildly so close you could feel your brain pop.

You rock your hips back and forth pushing his thick cock up against both your g-spot and Cervix shuttering as Geto slid his hands and gripped eagerly at the fat on your hips, “fuck..~” he whispers, watching you ride his Cock without any worry at all, made him feel as if he were in a dream, watching your sexy body roll back and forth as your hand gripped on the couch to keep yourself stable although he knew, he had you steady as ever.

You look down at him take one of your nipples in his mouth feeling sweat drip down the side of your temple. You were hot, and so eager to push both you and his cum out; you feel tears dampen your reddened cheeks “keep going baby~ you’re doing so good haah~— so good for me~ move your hips just like that..~” he groans out, in a encouraging tone.

“I can’t keep—it’s!” You feel your stomach turn with anticipation to cum all over him like he’s encouraging you to do. Looking down at his jet black hair being plastered to his forehead in sweat as his hips bucked a bit after staying still telling you, he was ready to cum too. “Cmon my mama, let it out for me, show me how good my cock made you feel..~” he whispered in your ear.

Yet once he was really ready he gripped your hips tightly pounding up into you causing you to scream loudly, “Yes! Yeah! Mmph!~” you cry out laying your head on his looking down to watch exactly what he was doing before your head fell to his shoulder from the harshness of his thrust. He holds you close, which pushes you on the edge and finally.

You tense up finally squirting and he feels this before whispering; “there you go..~” cumming all inside of you panting as he laid his head against your neck.

You held him so tightly as you worked your way through your orgasm, and he did nothing but return the favor. “Good job baby..~ you did so good..” he whispers soothingly planting soft kisses on my temple. “Cmon baby let’s go one more time, I know you can do it..~” he whispered lifting my hips for me.

You two weren’t going to be finished anytime soon

You use the towel that was given to you to dry your hair walking from the bathroom into Suguru’s room with a sigh, you were tired, the strain on your body made you feel so droopy.

Plopping down on Suguru’s memory foam mattress that completely sunk you in when you laid down; you had the bed all to yourself Suguru out at the pharmacy retrieving your Plan B pill.

You sigh in comfort closing your eyes, you promised yourself to just take a little nap until he gets back, what could it hurt?

After a while you open your eyes Hazily to the sound of a phone going off uncontrollably. “Alright Shoko..” you say reaching for your phone just to look and notice. That you don’t have a single text.

You turn your gaze over to Geto’s nightstand where his second phone rested, lighting up and vibrating each time a text came through.

*ding*

*Ding.*

The sound echoed throughout the room, who the hell is texting him like that? “Don’t overdo it.” You told yourself, Geto is a busy man, all of that could be buissness related; but what if it’s not.

That didn’t help, your mind wouldn’t allow you to believe that the person texting him like this; had anything to do with signing a deal. Fuck it, you lean over grabbing the phone hoping to God that, you were wrong.

You click on the message just to feel your stomach drop,the man you love has the nerve to not have a lock on his phone.

Rose

I need to see you again, yesterday wasn’t enough for me.

Suguru

I know, you will.

This is messages between a girl and Geto, and he’s responding with his other phone, the idiot doesn’t even know his phone is right here with you.

Rose

Where are you now? Can I see you now?”

Suguru

No, I’m busy at work, but tomorrow I’ll make time for you Kay’?

Rose

I want you now :(

Suguru

Patience, I promise I’ll see you tomorrow.

You wanted to puke, you felt like you might actually do so, these were fresh messages they just happened. You hum clicking your nails against the screen, no way were you gonna stand by and let this shit happen again.

In all honesty, you can have him, today and tomorrow.

You send in the message just for the line to get dead silent; you throw the phone screaming “FUCK!” In nothing but pain and betrayal; you actually trusted him, you wished that you could just hide away in embarrassment.

You quickly wipe away your tears rushing from the room to grab your bag as you frantically call your bestfriend, “I’m such a fucking idiot..” you sob out, “where is he? Fuck it I’m on my way!” Shoko says snatching her Keys from her table side.

Meanwhile you sat on the couch trying your hardest to calm down and then He walked in, “Y/n..where are you going?” He ask closing the door behind him, you of course ignore him, but just hearing his voice made you want to answer.

He sets the bag on the table, “can we talk?” “There’s nothing to talk about, I can’t believe I fucking trusted you.” You say aggressively wiping your tears.

It broke him to see you crying like this, all because of stupid him; Geto in the end just couldn’t help himself, and he couldn’t explain to you that despite his actions, he only wanted you.

Suguru stays quiet hands in his pockets as he contemplates what to say next. You stand going to wait outside but he moves in front of you, “move.” You say threatening to hit him with your bag by lifting it, “will that make you feel better..?” He said looking down at you with calm but panicking eyes. He just couldn’t lose you again.

“Get out of my way Geto.” You say again in a warning tone now as you mush him out your way but he grabs your wrist, “don’t leave like this, at least wait it out tonight, or..let me take you home? It’s late you can’t go out like this.” He says trying to calm you but instead you hit him in his chest over and over. “I hate you so fucking much! I hate you!” You cry out feeling as if you were going to puke.

Geto looked down at you with a pained look “don’t say that y/n..” he says trying to hold you close but you throw your phone at him hitting him in his eye, and you couldn’t care less. “Shit!” He hissed holding his eye as you walk out of the house sobbing feeling your world crash down on you.

You didn’t even feel this hurt when you caught him, but this time, he promised you. He promised he wouldn’t hurt you again, and here he is; hurting you like his word meant nothing.

Stumbling down the street trying to quiet your sobs you hear a car ride down next to you, so you turn your head just to see Geto roll down the window, “get in..” he says, thankfully his eye wasn’t bruised just scraped up. “You can’t walk around bare foot like this..” “you didn’t even apologize..” you say in a daze looking over at the man you still love.

He sighs leaning his head back “I wish I had all the answers to heal your heart right now..but I can’t..—“ he stopped unlocking the door, “please, just get in and we can talk.” You think for a few, before remembering the promise you made to yourself, and you weren’t the kind of person to break a promise.

“Just go home you have someone that you can fuck, that’s all you care about right?! That’s all I am to you! some pussy!” You yell to which Geto shushes you holding his hand up, “listen to me, that isn’t how I feel about you at all, you know that right?” You scoff at him and he slams his hand on the arm rest, “Y/N! You know that right?!” But he couldn’t have felt something other than Lust for you, That’s how you felt. That’s what you knew.

You swat your hand wiping your falling tears continuing to walk down the road, just for Shoko to swerve in front of him almost causing an accident. She leans over opening the car door, which you hop in almost wanting to jump in her arms, you felt like the worlds biggest idiot.

She glares at Geto through her review mirror before swerving off into the night making her way back to the house.

Geto sighed at the encounter, he felt his heart began to beat out of his chest as he put the car in reverse, he couldn’t think straight as the women he hurt so much drove in the car with her friend down the road.

Not to mention his eye, was fucking throbbing. As he makes his way back home, he dials Satoru’s number in a panic getting himself in the house dropping the keys on the floor.

He taps the back of the phone waiting frantically for his bestfriend to answer, sure he wasn’t the best person to call in situations like this, but he was his best friend nonetheless. Finally Satoru picked up the phone “Yo.” He says in a deadpan tone.

“I fucked up..” Geto said flopping back on the couch, “oooo Suguru Geto, fucking up? This should be nice~” his bestfriend says sitting up in his bed, “be serious right now idiot, it’s about y/n..” Satoru cocks his head on the phone, “Shoko’s friend with the fat ass?” He ask jokingly making Suguru’s eyebrow twitch.

“Shut up. Anyways she went through my phone,” Satoru looked at his best friend with a puzzled look on his face, “how the hell did she do that—you gave her the code?!” Suguru sighed shaking his head, “it was my work phone I don’t have a co-“ “dumbass, you know what, I dunno why you called me, you did that to yourself.” Suguru slammed his hand on the couch, “will you just listen!” He screamed receiving a childish giggle from Satoru.

“And now she’s back at home, ha..she said she hates me..Satoru..” he said and for some odd reason tears started to prickle the corners of his eyes.

Don’t get him wrong; Geto knew why you said that, he wasn’t that stupid. The thing that hurt him the most was that at the moment though, he truly felt that you did, but he felt like you had a right to which, you did.

“Suguru, can you really blame her..” the man on the other line said completely serious right now, not that he wasn’t before; but after hearing the whole story he couldn’t help but feel utterly sorry for you. Suguru sighed again shaking his head, “no..but—that’s why I need you.” He said turning his attention back to the phone.

Just to see Satoru pointing his index finger towards himself, “me?” He said with a now interested grin; “yes, see we met y/n through Shoko, and she’s not talking to me, I need you to text her and tell her when I come to the house to give Y/n back her phone and Hopefully talk to her, to just relax and let me talk to y/n” He said looking at the wall as his plan began to form in his head.

Satoru chuckled, “that’s the dumbest shit I have EVER heard, she doesn’t like me either, and to be honest if she’s mad at You she’s mad at me too.” He said laying back in his bed, “so swoon your way in.” Geto said demandingly.

Satoru cackled “I would never fuck Shoko,” “I’m not asking you to-haaa..just fuckin forget it,” Suguru said with an exhausted sigh, today has been a day.

Satoru thought for a few before saying “alright, I got you I’ll talk to her, now go put some ice on that eye pfft she fucked you up!” He said before bursting into full laughter which made Geto hang up quickly.

Suguru pushed his hand over his eyes to block out the light, He felt like such a fucking idiot.

You walk into the house hugging yourself Shoko close behind, a supporting hand on your back, “don’t beat yourself up about this Y/n,” you walk over to the couch sitting down pulling the strings on your hoodie to hide your face.

Shoko sighs, she’s known Suguru and Satoru for years, but once you became her roommate you asked her to introduce you to Geto so she did, with a warning label of course. That doesn’t help the crushing pain you feel each time he’s done this to you, and you’ve then known all four of them for two years.

Can you honestly still hate him? After everything Geto was the only man you really wanted. You love him so much, and that made you want to hate him so bad.

“It’s just so stupid..I mean he takes me out and takes me home..and fucks me so fucking good after making all these promises not to hurt me anymore! And I mean Shoko he fucked me so good I almost forgot who I was..” and that alone made Shoko cringe, “yeah but that’s all he’s good for: a good fuck and a empty promise..” “but that’s not true..” you state putting your cold hands under your leg.

“He makes everything feel so right, stepping back into his house and just being up underneath him made me feel at home..” shoko sat next to you, pointing towards the floor, “this is your home, you’ve fallen too deep into this man’s arms.”

Shoko says after standing grabbing a blanket, “I say you fuck Satoru.” Shoko says handing you a shot glass after pouring you a shot; you down it without second thought, “you really think I should?” You ask the most innocent look on your face when you do so.

Shoko shrugs clicking her glass with yours, “hurt him like he hurt you, of course he never has to know..” she said with an evil grin. You shake your head shaking the thought out of it. You could never fuck Satoru Gojo, that was the most absurd idea to ever pop up in your head.

Right?

“I’m going to bed..” you tiredly say standing having Shoko salute to you as you make your way to the room getting ready for bed.

Shoko watches waiting for the door to finally close before she pulled out her phone texting Satoru.

Satoru snuggled up in bed, through the situation with his bestfriend and work, he was exhausted to say the least, he scrolls on his phone scrolling through pictures on your instagram page, “he’s such an idiot,” he says to himself, Satoru couldn’t deny that the minute he saw you that day on campus that he lusted for you right there.

But Geto got to you first, and he knew better than to break bro code over a girl, but he instantly locked his attention to the message that made his eyes widen, it was Shoko and it said.

𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓴𝓸𝓼𝓪_𝓼𝓷𝓪𝓬𝓴

I need you to distract y/n, I don’t care when but your friend is a dickhead; do ur Gojo thing—distract her for a day to get her mind off of it.

Satoru couldn’t believe his eyes, he sat up a bit on his elbows typing back.

𝕲𝖔𝖏𝖔𝖚._.𝕾𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖚

How the hell do you expect me to do that? 🤔

He replies waiting eagerly, he felt like a teenager again, plus what the hell did she mean by “Distract her”?

𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓴𝓸𝓼𝓪_𝓢𝓷𝓪𝓬𝓴

Satoru you know what I mean. 🤷🏻��♀️

He gasps at the message, really? She wanted him to do what he does to other girls, to you? He was no better that Suguru. He laid back staring off into his ceiling just thinking; he couldn’t possibly fuck you.

Right?

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #gojo satoru #geto smut #geto suguru #jjk geto #smut #18+ content #jjk x reader #geto x y/n #jujutsu geto #getou suguru x reader #geto x you #jujutsu kaisen suguru #jjk shoko #anime

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Azriel's association with Enalius, what it means for his arc and Illyria

This is something me and my friends have talked about off tumblr, but I wanted to write my own post about it and gather my thoughts. But here, I'll discuss a bit Azriel's character and how the revelations we witness in House of Flame and Shadow will be important to his character. (+ a little bit of Emerie).

What do we know about Enalius? From ACOSF, Emerie provides us with a little exposition when they are in the Rite, when the Pass of Enalius is brought up:

Long ago—so long ago they don’t even have a precise date for it—a great war was fought between the Fae and the ancient beings who oppressed them. One of its key battles was here, in these mountains. Our forces were battered and outnumbered, and for some reason, the enemy was desperate to reach the stone at the top of Ramiel. We were never taught the reason why; I think it’s been forgotten. But a young Illyrian warrior named Enalius held the line against the enemy soldiers for days.

Now, from the Crescent City crossover, we learned that Truth-teller and Gwydion are twin blades. They are a pair. According to the Silene History Lesson, the dagger used to belong to her father's (Fionn's) dear friend, slain during the war. A bit later, when they find Vesperus, she confirms that this friend was Enalius:

The Asteri’s eyes flared with recognition at the long blade. “Did Fionn send you, then? To slay me in my sleep? Or was it that traitor Enalius? I see that you bear his dagger—as his emissary? Or his assassin?”

Immediately before that, she also confirms that the Asteri crafted (which can either mean created, shaped forged, but we are going with created) the Illyrians:

The Asteri’s blue eyes lowered to the dagger. “You dare draw a weapon before me? Against those who crafted you, soldier, from night and pain?”

From everything, we can conclude this: Enalius was the original wielder of Truth-teller before Fionn and Theia, a dear friend to Fionn, and someone who pulled the ultimate sacrifice to keep the Asteri/Daglan from reaching the top of Ramiel. He was a traitor to the Asteri, a rebel against his masters and everything they stood for.

Enalius is the hero most Illyrians strive to mimic, the legendary figure who they all hope to one day surpass. He's a symbol of their people, even if so much about him has been forgotten — the fact that he had a dagger, Fionn's friendship, what the battle was for, maybe even how he was as a person. Brave, for sure. Willing to die for the cause.

And it's Azriel who bears his dagger. Azriel, who has such a complicated relationship with his Illyrian heritage and loaths it - and by extension, himself - is the one with this enormous legacy right at this hand. And this matters.

Still in ACOSF, we have Rhys talking with Cassian and wanting him to play Courtier, the following exchange then follows:

“What, we’re doing some role reversal? Az gets to lead the Illyrians now?” “Don’t play stupid,” Rhys said coolly. Cassian rolled his eyes. But they both knew Azriel would sooner disband and destroy Illyria than help it. Convincing their brother that the Illyrians were a people worth saving was still a battle amongst the three of them.

Azriel hates the Illyrians for what happened to him and his mother and his dislike for them is, to a degree, understandable. The thing is that Azriel, no matter how much he loaths it, is Illyrian. Maybe he's more than that (as it's pointed that Az is different in a lot of ways and Bryce wonders if he is Starborn), but at heart, he's Illyrian. Siphons, leathers, fighting, being Carynthian, his wings, his scabbard and the dagger it holds.

It was healthy, perhaps, for Az to sometimes remember where he'd come from. He still wore the Illyrian leathers. Had not tried to get the tattoos removed. Some part of him was Illyrian still. Always would be. Even if he wished to forget it.

Being Illyrian is part of who he is and his deep hatred for them only fuel his self-loathing. He would like to set himself apart, but he is not.

We can actually draw a direct parallel between Azriel and Bryce with how they regard the Fae vs the Illyrians. Bryce loathes the Fae and for most of HoFaS, she believes they are evil, corrupt, power-hungry and quite generally, not worth saving. She would leave them all to burn. Sound familiar?

And Bryce is wrong. Sathia challenges her notion, pointing out that she's laying judgement to all fae and that is hardly fair. What the one who don't deserve it? Herself, yes, but Flynn, Declan, and Ruhn himself? Do they deserve to burn too? Bryce herself acknowledges this:

Urd had sent her there to see, even in the small fraction of their world that she’d witnessed, that Fae existed who were kind and brave. She might have had to betray Nesta and Azriel, trick them … but she knew that at their cores, they were good people. The Fae of Midgard were capable of more. Ruhn proved it. Flynn and Dec proved it. Even Sathia proved it, in the short time Bryce had known her.

And this part here sums up quite neatly:

Fire met starlight met shadows, and Bryce loosed herself on the world. It ended today. Here. Now. This had nothing to do with the Asteri, or Midgard. The Fae had festered under leaders like these males, but her people could be so much more.

There are Illyrians who are kind and brave and break the mold. We see this with Emerie, who is also a woman. We see that with Balthazar, Cassian. The main point stands, though, that you cannot judge or condemn an entire race for the bad apples.

Azriel is wrong, just as Bryce was wrong, and his journey will be also to realise that his people are worth saving. They were created of night and pain (words that Azriel embodies, being a master of shadows and a torturer), but that is not everything they need to be. They can be more than soldiers. They can thrive.

And I believe this was something Enalius himself came to the believe, long ago. His people deserved more than to be slaves to the Asteri, forced to give them their power when need be, bred to live and die for them. They could be more. And Enalius died to free his people from their chains.

Is Azriel Enalius's blooded descendant? I'm not sure, but he doesn't need to be. Azriel is Enalius successor because he will finish what was started. He'll uncover the secrets of the past, what his people were in truth, what Enalius rebelled for, what he stood for, what the Blood Rite truly means - which he only got a glimpse of.

And this is where I think Emerie will also come in. She's s one of ACOSF most relevant characters and the first female Illyrian to be Carynthian. I think Emerie will also become an inspirational figure to the Illyrian women, another of these what they coud be. What they can be. And more importantly and that is just a theory, what they were.

Orestes was a warrior. What if so was Carynth and she was woman? The name always struck me as similar to Carina, which is the name of a constellation and commonly used by women. It would be ironic and another shaking revelation to the Illyrians that Carynth, for whom their greatest warriors are named after, was a woman.

Does that mean all Illyrian women must become Valkyries? No, but some might wish to follow this path whilst their society takes its time to catch up. They already shook the status quo and with Nesta poised to have a big role (andthe Valkyries along her), they will continue to do so.

Azriel will uncovered the lost history of Vesperus offered him all the clues he needed to start looking. His journey to find out this secrets will lead to him facing his own demons, confronting his loathing for his people and, in doing so, he will make peace with himself.

#hofas spoilers #azriel #shout out to yaz for helping me fish the quotes #my meta #acotar #acosf #emerie #illyria

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Killer Artist

Ror men calming down their artistic s/o who's gone out of control.

Requested Characters: Hercules, Hades and Buddha.

Warnings: Mentions of killing but never happens.

Notes: I don't think I get angry often.

Hercules

• Justice boy to the rescue!

• He heard screams in the other room, and immediately rushed to see what happened.

• Turns out you were about to kill someone over a painting. (I've seen it happen.)

• Some person didn't knock and entered your room, making you ruin your painting by making a mistake.

• He reasons with you saying you must take a break, or try to calm down since it won't make the situation better.

• He makes sure the both of you apologize and advises the other person to knock.

• But don't worry, he makes sure to give you something special for your efforts. (How sweet!)

"It's okay darling, all mistakes have their own beauty."

Hades

• Tch. One more soul added to the Underworld. (Another one 😔.)

• But seriously though, he is worried about you.

• He, himself takes art very seriously, so he can see why you're angry.

• Someone interrupts you while you're drawing, causing you to make a mistake and go wild.

• He warns the person to knock on the door next time before calming you down.

• He understands that you're upset, but lectures you a bit about how you should control your emotions.

• To make you feel better, he'll stay with you and get you anything that can calm you down.

"Dearest, understand that your art can reflect you as a person."

Buddha

• This man. This man is not serious.

• He's not going to stop you. No, he's just sitting there, entertained. (What were you expecting?)

• He truly believes that sometimes you must let all your anger out, before calming down.

• Bottling it up isn't good for you, so just let it out. He'll intervene when it gets serious.

• He'll shoo the other person away before walking to you. It's about time you spend time with him.

• He gets all your art supplies, and puts them write before you. He tells you to let all your anger out on the blank canvas.

• He's cheering you on as you do this. He also brought snacks just incase you want to eat.

"You're doing great, just let all your anger out."

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#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #snv hercules #ror hercules #snv hades #ror hades #snv buddha #ror buddha #vandal-flower

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novthewolf · 9 months

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Two’s company, three’s a family - Part two

Summary : As a cupid, an angel of love, your mission was to make sure everyone was paired up with the right person. Yet you couldn’t get your two most ancient clients to finally end up together. And despite the 6,000 years spent on the case, you couldn’t bring yourself to give them up, oblivious to the actual reason...

Pairing : Aziraphale x Crowley / GN!Reader x Crowley / GN!Reader x Aziraphale (polyamorous relationship).

Parts : Previous - Next

Masterlist : Here

Warnings : Language, mid-violence, near death, slight angst, slow burn, english isn’t my first language.

Words : +3k

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(5 years later)

"Alright, Eden, this is how it's going to be : I'm going to help our dear friend with his little inconvenience while you stay here and eat every bit of grass you want. Okay ?" You said, deadpan.

And the only response from your white Dexter mini cow was a simple nudge against your palm. Aw, how could you resist her when she just looked at you with such cute eyes ? You just couldn't ! That's why you brought her with you in the first place.

"Perfect." You nodded firmly before bending down to kiss your forehead. You started to retreat. The sensation of tall grass touching your shinbone You loved it. Every sensation this world had to offer amazed you and urged you to experience everything. But right now is not the time !

"I'll be right back, sweetie ! Don't wonder off too far !" And you took off towards the meeting location.

Love angels are quite particular creatures with special abilities. As they say, love makes you blind, and even though you couldn't prove that statement, you knew that love allowed you to be blind in other people's eyes. You were capable of becoming invisible. Not all the time, but you could manage to stay this way for a few days if really necessary. You had a lot of free time.

This power was mostly there to permit you to supervise dates, gather information on your clients, and occasionally spy on a demon's secret meeting. If anyone asks, you never do that.

But lately, demons have been more and more pushy with Crowley's results, summoning him to Hell for his report. However, some lower-class demon got brave enough to come up on earth and confront him. They were jealous of the redhead; you smelled the salty taste, similar to burnt meat. And despite how stupid they sounded, they were really starting to cause trouble by sensing Aziraphale's presence and also influencing Warlock.

Thus, you decided to go help the duo by playing bait. Certainly those demons' boss would be thrilled to know they successfully scared off a love angel. Right now, you slowly flew towards the meeting point, watching closely for any aggressive behaviour. Crowley had called them to "calmly" persuade them to leave, as they were starting to draw too much attention.

It wasn't really the case ; Warlock's parents were incredibly lax. But you could always trick most of the supernatural beings since they don't spend as much time on Earth as you three. You gently leaned on a nearby tree, your expression fixed as you followed their movements.

"Go back to Hell ? So you can receive all the credit to yourself ! Don't count on it, Crawley !" The smaller one snarled vehemently.

"It's Crowley, and I really never meant to take your place in a mission you are so obviously deserving of." And he seemed to actually appreciate that; they weren't great at sarcasm either.

"What the.. urgh.. angels ? Have you had any trouble with one of 'them 'em sneaking around ?" The taller one almost gagged when he mentioned them. You knew that one, actually. You leaned in a bit more on your branch, Crowley glancing quizzically in your direction (he probably heard you), and you recognised the guy's features.

Yeah, greasy yellow-ish hair ; his right cheek was necrotic; his hideous teeth were poking out. You were just so glad Crowley had clean teeth; you honestly thank God every day for it. You've met him before during a lot of your missions; he's always there to fricking ruin every one of them. God, sorry, he was so annoying... But you loved tormenting him back. But he was getting really obtrusive in your monthly life, so today you would do your best to put them in a lot of trouble. And set his friend along; you wouldn't want him to feel lonely; you were not that mean.

"Angels ? Naaah, they are way too uptight and skittish to properly go against our forces... Why ? Have you been struggling ?" He was holding back his mockery. Which was a real struggle for him.

"Just that little wuss of an angel. They keep missing me, never brave enough to truly face me. Just waiting for the right moment to get at 'em." he growled. Oh, how strong-willed he sounded, considering he always gave up mid-chase. You looked over Crowley for a second and got almost startled at how dour his face was. You bit your lip and focused back on Bobby (not that it wasn't his name; you just didn't care enough to call him something else).

"Oooh, I'm sure you'll find the right moment to strike once you muster enough courage to step out of your mud puddle." He briefly laughed, sardonic as always.

Heh, the way some demons made their entrance was so flattering. Now, thanks to his taunting, the two have started to get aggressive. I guess that's my cue to go.

"What the fuck did you just say?" The greasy boy said it directly to Crowley.

"Oh, I think you exactly understood what I meant." Obviously, he wouldn't back down ; you didn't expect anything else from him.

Calling off the spell, you stood up. Your legs were wobbly, and you tried to stabilise yourself. And leaned casually against the trunk.

"Well, what do we have here ? Hiding away from the city, I see. Why ? Was I too intimidating for you ?" you bugged. You saw his sludge vest boil, his face scrunching, and his awful teeth showing. His little friend growled behind him, ready to launch right at you. How sweet. Crowley's eyes widened. He leaned back, arms crossed in front of his chest, observing what was going to happen next.

"You... I should wring your neck !" He was an impulsive little thing, so he wasted no time and jumped on you.

You dodged him, if you can call it that : you took off your branch and let him knock his head against it. The second came running in your direction; you decided to let gravity do its thing by letting yourself fall and firmly stepping on his bald head. Wow, I almost slipped there.

You jumped off and landed on the ground. You looked up at Crowley and mouthed to him "Eden". You didn't have the heart to leave her here by herself now that you were going to have a little fun. He rolled his eyes, sighed, but nodded anyway. You knew he had a soft spot for her. You smiled brightly and ran off.

"Don't let her near the Anti-Christ !" the shortest one bawled at Crowley, getting back up.

You halted for a second, quickly building up a plan B.

"Anti-Christ ? Is that so ?" You said, teasingly. You had to turn around, bending yourself into a position that conveyed every bit of smugness you could manage. Crowley's lips twitched upright.

"You idiots !" He snarled.

"Get 'em !" Bobby roared as best as his croaking voice could.

You burst into brief laughter before finally dashing off the scene. If your plan failed, you had a backup. You really liked running, but you couldn't let yourself drown in the feeling.

The smaller one sent an electric shock your way. You leaped up, flew for a brief moment, did a half-loop, and landed back down.

"Hey ! Don't get too flashy now ! You wouldn't want to be seen making an ass of yourself !" You mocked.

"Shut the fuck up !"

Rude...

The town wasn't that far away, and you wanted to get to a more populated area as soon as possible. Because, you know, your weapons weren't lethal, so we depended on your miracles. You were used to the human environment and what they would perceive as coincidences, odd occurrences, and full-on magic. They weren't, and you believed they weren't that dumb to expose themselves too much or hurt anybody.

Bobby had summoned a huge pit right in front of your feet. Luckily for you—not much for them—you had explored everything your human body could do, including physical effort. You grounded your feet, flexed your slightly trained legs, and leaped over the trap.

You took a sharp turn, arriving in some kind of small square, and climbed up the metal fence, winning some time. Now that people could see you, you started running, but no one was in sight. Ugh. Ooh, expect those two wild geese, plainly walking around. You smiled, determined. You materialised your bow and visualised their bound. Mmh ! Better than you expected. You could give it multiple forms; get utterly creative. This time it looked like a mini-crossbow for stealth. You put your weapon on your forearm, aimed for their chest, and let go. The geese quacked, chocked by the sudden rush of emotions. Bound complete.

You skipped past them like an antelope, nearing the entrance of the park, leading into town. More people wondered in the street, and some intended to enter the square. Worry squeezed your chest ; your breathing was itching. Please don't hurt them.

They didn't bother slowing down, recklessly running in your direction. Your brows frowned, irrated by their stupor. Mud Pie ignored the cuddling geese and violently pushed a man's shoulder with his.

"Hey ! What in the bloody hell is wrong with you, man ?" The man yelled after him, holding his arm in pain.

You took a step back. No holding back. Two were too much of a handful right now; you had to get rid of one of them.

You took two steps back. So, unwillingly, you miraculously shoved one of the geese onto the second guy. Panicked and certainly repulsed by his slimy appearance, the poor thing started to attack the pariste with all its might. Without a second thought, the mate started chasing as well. The demon desperately tried to shove the two off, but so satisfyingly failed.

You didn't have time to further appreciate the show, as your dear friend didn't even glance in his companion's direction. He was like a bulldozer, ready to wipe you off the map. You took a step back and collided with an old woman.

"Oh, I am so sorry, madam ! I really apologise !"

"No worries, dear, but why are you in such a hurry ?"

The road was right here, and you saw a car coming your way. Go across and let the car hit him. Let's go.

"Mh... Life's too short ! You must enjoy it," you said, sending a happy memory orb her way. No time to waste !

You ran as fast as was naturally possible to the other side. You looked over to the other side. Everything was blurry. Great. He was coming. The car ? Not fast enough.

The black car seemed to accelerate at the last crossroad and was steering incredibly fast. Come on, come on ! Knock him out.

He was crossing the road ! ... But you gasped in terror when you saw him pulling the grandma with him. He had pushed her as well, in front of him.

His eyes snapped at the car and morphed into those of a deer caught in headlights.

He walked forward, taking the woman with him in the process. They both fell to the ground abruptly.

The car brutally stopped.

"Miss !" you cried, fright gnawing at your insides. You dropped to your knees and shoved the mud boy away from her, checking for bruises. Broken wrist. You winced and very discretely healed it. You scanned your surroundings and almost felt your ears peek up in interest.

The Bentley.

Crowley.

"Sorry, Madam, for the incident. I hadn't expected to so suddenly cross the road," he said, his glasses hiding the not-so-guilty expression. "You were lucky this man was here to save you". The smirk he wore was devilish; he barely hid his nature, and you were honestly surprised no one had found out his true nature yet. It was so obvious.

A crowd had formed around you, people helping the poor granny and the cunt up. Crowley approached, trying his best to correct his walk.

Oh, that's right ! Where did he go ?" A bystander wondered, searching for the mysterious, dirty man.

"Maybe he's shy and couldn't appreciate all the praise he would receive for saving a person's life." You smiled in your own charming way to dispel all suspicions. Still, the secret meaning behind it made Crowley scoff.

"Will you be alright, ma'am ?" you asked.

"Oh, don't worry, dear. It's always good to know that my heart can still go through so many emotions and still be up and running." Her lighthearted laugh brought a small, tender smile to your face. You parted ways and went to Crowley.

"C'mon, sweetheart, I'll give you a lift home," he said, looking away. He seemed upset, so you tried to humour him.

"Really ?! Can I drive ?" You beamed at him, your eyes eager to receive a refusal.

"Never. Again." His teeth were grinding so much that you wondered if they would break. You pouted but didn't insist. Suddenly, you remembered your little companion.

"Eden ! Oh, my poor girl ! Where is she ?" "You grabbed the demon's arm. You were actually much more tactile than Aziraphale and him, but they got accustomed to it.

He stopped, looked back, and rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, I put her in the trunk of the car." He nonchalantly explained as he sat down.

Wait... W-Where...

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You absolutely didn't want to live with your poor baby in a small, cramped place, so Crowley accepted to go back near the dear little Anti-Christ place to check on your mini cow and pick up Aziraphale. You quickly got rid of your seatbelt and raced out.

When you opened the trunk, you sighed when you heard Crowley complaining about your "brutality.".

Mh, at least I'm not a barbarian who stuffed a baby cow into the back of a car.

You stopped mid-thought when you saw what the interior really looked like. Crowley had manipulated the space inside and made it wide enough for Eden to fit in nicely. It looked like a small meadow, too.

"Aww, Crowley !" you squealed in his direction as he was pretending not to see you.

"Ooh, my dear baby Eden ! Are you okay ? Are you good ?" You reached out and pulled her out. She rubbed her head against your belly and mooed lovingly. You kissed her forehead.

"Ooh, you really took good care of you, huh ? " You quickly glanced at him and saw him tensing up. He knew what you were going to say, and you smirked, delighted. "Yeah, you're right, he really likes you ! I totally agree. What a nice guy he is indeed."

"Don't you call me that !" he exclaimed, literally fuming.

"Shh, don't scream this way at her!" you lightly scolded.

"Oh, like hell, I'm going to let you insinuate things like that," he groaned. So easy.

You started to jump around, going down slowly like a feather. Eden happily did the same.

"I'm solely stating facts! You are a good demon—ah!" you screamed, surprised when he started to try to catch you.

"Come down here, you little minx !" He snarled, frustrated at your agility.

You stooped your tongue out, Eden still running around cheerful as always.

"What are you two doing ?" A familiar voice asked, deeply confused and surprisingly joyful at the same time.

"Aziraphale ! Hi !" you waved as your feet connected to the ground again.

Crowley was right behind you, hands twitching and mumbling complaints mixed with threats. Even if you knew that the angel had already seen the upset and irrated side of Crowley, you still needed to point out his good deeds!

Every opportunity mattered!

"Is everything alright ?" No time to worry ; you've got to praise!

"Yes, yes, of course ! It's just that Crowley doesn't want to admit how nice he's been today." You got behind the raging demon and gently shoved him towards Aziraphale.

"Oh, really, Crowley ? How come ?" He teased and smiled almost slyly.

You slowly backed off, letting the two interact in peace.

"Argh, it was nothin'. Just some demon who tried to jeopardise the mission, and Y/N over there immediately jumped in and lurked them away." He looked at you while saying it. You smiled with tight lips before I tilted my head for him to continue.

"And, urgh, well, I followed them and helped get rid of the nuisance." It almost burned his tongue.

"Aaand, you made Eden a comfy little space in the back of the Bentley!" you said, in the most jovial tone, making him growl.

"Aww, Crowley ! So do you have a soft spot for her, uh ?" He looked so touched. He was so adorable, you couldn't help but smile. Crowley looked bashful for a second before turning away.

"Oh, shut up. I only did it because I know what an awful thing you two feed her, so I just thought she deserved a little treat." He calmly taunted.

Awful things ?! Wait up a minute, mister !

Aziraphale regularly accepted keeping Eden with him when you had to work for a long time. He even arranged a room for her; he was very fond of her. And the food you gave her was the most healthy grass and hay you could find. Aziraphale was the one who helped you pick up a kind.

"She's perfectly healthy and happy; thank you very much !" You sprinted his way. He held up his hands in innocence, though his smirk revealed his thoughts.

"Of course, but also utterly bored." He leaned in, his smugness emanating from his whole body.

"Sure." You crossed your arms. "Because you know everything about having fun, Mister, I will never let you drive !" Yes. You were pouting. No. You will not apologise.

"Ooh, believe me, sweetheart, you're lucky I even let you near it."

Alright, so Crowley might not have appreciated how you drove the Bentley, but you both ended up having a great time ! Well, you and the car. But since you had driven with so much energy, it actually encouraged the demon to steer a little bit slower. You just shrugged the comment away.

"She's not a kart nor a race car, for that matter !" He exclaimed, throwing his arms everywhere.

"Don't underestimate her ; she's capable of a lot of things." You closed your eyes and nodded slowly. "Ah, such a shame you don't realise it..."

Speaking of realizing...

Shit. Aziraphale.

Great work, love angel. You felt bad for neglecting him and a weight settled on your shoulders.

"Anyway ! How was your day, Azi' ?" You gazed back, ignoring Crowley's ramble. The angel was facing the horizon, his absence crystal clear in his eyes. He snapped out of it, though, and a tight smile crept in.

"It went perfectly well, thank you ! Now, can we please head back to the bookshop so we can discuss our respective summonings ?" His hands were joined behind his back as he went to climb in.

"Of course ! W-Wait ! I'll go behind; this way I'll be close to Eden." You laughed nervously. Damn, you were way smoother with your other clients than with these two.

"No problem, Y/N." He simply said and smiled at you sweetly. Ah, what an angel, right ? Unworthy was what you were.

You heard Eden mooing in protest as Crowley picked her up to stuff her in again.

"C'mon, big girl, in you go- no ! No ! Not the jacket !" You tried to suppress your laughter at the sight.

"Hop on in, dear."

Aziraphale was holding the door open for you. You overdid your bow and got comfortable on the back seats, with the guardian doing the same after you. You felt guilt watching you from afar, ready to slay your throat.

"Let go, Eden ! Let go ! AAARGH-"

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"No need to overreact..."

"Overreact ?! She ate my jacket! Ugh... so ungrateful..."

Aziraphale shot him a disapproving look but didn't add anything; instead, he grabbed the torn fabric and fixed it.

"There. All gone."

The angel sat back on his seat but couldn't keep his eyes from rolling as Crowley kept on wailing about your mini cow's "betrayal". As for you, you enjoyed being the only one back there and having all this space to yourself.

You safely lay there, your mind drifting as you watched the pair talk to each other. A mushy smile painted on your face. The gentle melody of the song "Too Much Love Will Kill You", by Queen, gave the impression of a waltz in your small, confined space. Your hand was massaging your scalp to sooth you and your drumming heart. Your smile fainted with a sigh. Control your emotions, you repeated to yourself. But when you felt, you lived it thoroughly. And deep down, you suffered from it. You weren't supposed to be here. You weren't supposed to bring an angel and a demon together. And you weren't supposed to stand in between them.

Your hand slide down your body and firmly grabbed your right arm. Aziraphale was upset; you sensed it through your own emotions. He was hoping to spend time with Crowley alone without you teasing him for your own amusement. You couldn't stand in the way. You didn't want to ruin it for them. You were running out of time.

Stay away from them. Let them be...

Your chest ached as tears welled up in your eyes. The seats squeaked as you turned around, your back facing the road. Eyes shot tight, lips shivered, and a lonesome whimper crossed the barrier of your mind. The sound alerted the angel, his nature urging him to react.

"What's wrong, dear ? Do you feel ill ?"

His concern will be your death.

"Just worried, that's all," you lazily replied, seeking to close the conversation as soon as possible and give your spotlight away.

Don't worry about me...

"No need; I'll be there to help you ! Once we get to the bookshop, we'll plan out our side of the story and stick to it." You felt his eyes on you.

Forget about me...

"Don't fuss about it." Crowley said as well. "Y'know, they're... well, they're not very bright." He laughed in a breath. Aziphale couldn't restrain himself from laughing either.

A smile brushed your cheeks, not strong enough to remain there, but warmth at least tried to make its way to your heart. You looked up hesitantly, and your eyes met Aziraphale's... affectionate? You blushed involuntarily. Not affection, but compassion. Sympathy even !

Bashful, you quickly turned your eyes and looked at the interior mirror. Crowley must have sensed your eyes on him, because he almost instantly looked up at you through the mirror and winked. You rolled over again and hugged yourself tightly.

Mmph...

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I didn't expect it to be so long, but if I continue it would really be way too long 😭

Hope you enjoyed it ! I'll try my best to post once a week !

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writingoddess1125 · 7 months

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Poppy Kisses

Buggy x GNReader

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️: Attempted murder, Manipulation, implied sexual tension, implied future Dubcon

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In and out- That was the job. You'd been asked to murder a certain pirate by a client of yours, He was known as a buffoon and a fool- quite literally it seemed. Buggy the Clown, Captian of The Buggy Pirates. Always failing at his task but getting closer to his goals non the less, apparently he had ruffled some feathers non the less.

Which was why you were hired, asked to join his crew and kill him. Being a skilled shooter made it easy for you to join his crew, however killing him was a different story-

In truth was harder then it seemed to nail this guy- You couldn't stab him for obvious reasons, he was too cautious to go near water and you couldn't risk shooting him since it was loud and you'd risk death by his surprisingly loyal crew.

So you had to get close.. which was just as hard as finding a way to Kill Buggy. He didn't trust easy- He was quite plainly pathetic as a pirate but clever in ways you'd never imagined.

It was awful to say but you hard started to like.. hell even love the goofy bastard? He was fun in a scary way and with him trusting you, you got to see this new side to him.

He watched everyone, including you with hawk like accuracy. Anything even slightly off he could catch and any attitude changes he would immediately notice and question- Who knew this clown would be your biggest challenge.

It took nearly a month before he got comforble around you, playing the act of a wannabe fan of his and an additional two months before he had seemingly started to like you- Clearly his ego finally winning out at your fawning of him.

Soon he was letting you sit in his lap, him telling you stories of his adventures and his past as a pkrate. How he would take your input on his shows and what was needed from your perspective, letting his hand drift to your waist as he would whisper jokes in your ear and drawing true laughs from you.

Sure it started out as a mission but- soon it turned into real enjoyment from your end. So a mission that should have taken 3-4 months tops was pushing on 6... but who could blame you! It was just too damn fun there with Buggy!

Sitting in your room you stared down at the tin canister in your hands, it was a potent poison jell. You rubbed it on anything and it'd dry clear which would work since you noticed Buggy used the same glass cup, claiming it was good luck or something... it was a perfect device to poison Buggy but now- you didn't know if you could.. he had been so kind to you, Even getting you a private room which most crewmates didn't have. Even if it was a bit small and as Buggy had said formally used as a makeup room which explained the large mirrors on the wall. You still knew he had given you space cause he cared..

"Fuck.."

You sighed as the small snail rang in your pocket, pulling it out you cringed knowing who it was and you sadly answered. Wincing at the angered voice of your client rushed into your ears yelling at you for taking so long-

"What am I paying you for?" Your client hissed. "I-I know we had some hic-" You got cut off by the raised voice.

"Hiccup!? He's a fucking idiot! Tonight is the last night or else I'm putting a hit on you" they yelled before disconnecting the call.

"tonight..." You mumbled. Rubbing your face as you stashed the snail away, stress bubbling in your chest as you sat there.

This was your job...

Slipping the casaster in your pocket you get up to Visit Buggy's room, Something you often did anyway so you didn't bother knocking.

"Hey Bugs?" You call out, seeing the Captian seated at his vanity finishing his makeup.

"Hell Doll! What brings you in?" He says cheerfully, you shrug and plop down on a chair.

"I wanted to stop by and say Hi before we head to dinner" You lie, but the smile it brought to Buggys lips made your heart flutter. Soon you two began to mindlessly chatter as Buggy finished his makeup, you handing him his hat once finished.

"Shit. I forgot my bandana in the map room. I'm going to grab it real quick, I'll be back" He said with a bright smile before leaving. Your eyes traveling to the glass cup- you knew this was your only chance..

You didn't want to do this, You couldnt do this... Paid killer or not when do you find someone like him? Just some fun clown guy who's weird humor actually makes you laugh!?

Walking to the vanity you sat down, still warm from him and slipped on some gloves. Picking up the glass cup and groaning in frustration at the situation.

Forcing your eyes closed you look at yourself in the mirror, feeling like he could see you or you were seeing yourself for the first time.

Sighing you feel a tears start to slip down your cheeks as you place the coated cup down and took off your gloves. Hiding it away as you looked at yourself again, regret on your face-

"...it's your job- love aside" You reasoned before getting the canister and quickly coating a thin layer of the gel inside. Watching how it dried almost instantly and looking undetectable like it had been only polished.

"Please forgive me... I really do care for you Buggy..." You whisper a prayer before backing away at your placed trap, trying to wipe the tears from your eyes and maks if look like you hadnt been crying.

After a few moments Buggy returned to the room with a cheerful smile on his face.

You couldn't do this, as you watch him pour the wine and get ready to bring it to his lips you got up ready to reach for it when he paused- Looking up at your raised form as you prepared to take the cup from him.

"Ready for dinner?" He chimed, you nodding as you watch him grab the glass from its usual spot. Nodding silently as you followed him to the mess hall, You heart pounding as you sat in your usual seat. Food laid out buffet style over the large table as Buggy took center seat like a king- Your head spinning as you stared at the glass. Watching him make his plate before reaching for the pitcher of wine..

"Change of heart?" He said, making you freeze in your raised spot.

He clicked his tongue as he lowered the glass from his lips, His eyes staring right at you with a knowing smirk on his lips. A chill going down your spine- he had never given you a look like that before.. it was like looking at the waters before a beast rose and took your life. He wiped his lips with a napkin just incase any traces of poison had hit his lips.

"I really expected better from you (Y/N)- even after all this time you would have let the berry win huh? But your feelings really did win in the end" He mused and you felt ice flood your vains.. he knew.. he fucking knew!

Looking around you see the crew all staring at you, a knowing look on their faces as they stared at you and their captian.

"I thought your words of 'I really care for you' and 'Love aside' was just part of the act but look at that!" He rose to his feet as you sat back down slowly, fear now lacing your heart as the realization slammed into your chest.

"One way Mirror, Works wonders both in the bedroom and in shows" He chimed. He was watching you- The whole damn time! He was watching you, from the calls to your client to your hesitation to complete the job. He knew.

Fear slammed hard into you and it felt like you were suffocating as he went to circle you like prey, his footsteps seeming so loud in the mess hall now.

Your feet moved faster then your brain- you ran out of the mess hall as the sound of laughter from the crew followed you. You had to get out of here you had to before he killed you!

"Now then, (Y/N) tell me- when do assassins cry for their targets?"

In a flash you jumped back from your seat like it was on fire and ran.

A yelp escaping your throat as you felt your collar being yanked back and lifted into the air. You struggled like a kitten being pulled up by the scruff from its mother and glanced up to see Buggy's floating hand holding you. Reaching next to you ready to stab his hand another gloved hand appeared right infront of your eyes and squeezed a red ball, coughing as the fight started to leave your body and soon you fell unconscious.

When the darkness faded you felt dizzy- like the world was spinning? Groaning softly at the feeling, before the realization that fabric had been placed in your mouth. This seemed to immediately sober you up as you looked around frantically- you were back in Buggy's bed, wrists tied to the bedpost and gagged, legs tied down with blue sill scarves and all your equipment laid out on the floor next to the bed. Buggy standing over it all examining it, he looked up hearing you move.

"Ah you're awake. Good I was beginning to worry that I made that Muggy Ball too strong"

You shook as you sat on the bed you once would have loved to be in, Watching Buggy as he Lossened his hair from the bandana. His blue locks falling down and framing his face as he stepped closer to the bed.

He said calmly as he rose up, watching you struggle and try to yell through the gag. He chuckled at this and patted your leg playfully.

"I wouldn't struggle. I don't think you can handle being knocked out again"

He said in amusement, removing his shirt and vest with ease revealing his naked chest- Due to years of training and his devil fruit abilties leaving him lean and flawless of marks. Just like how you had imagined.

"Got to say, I'm really impresses. With all the equipment in that little kill kit of yours I'm sure you could have done the job easily- But a painless poison that would let me sleep and die peacefully?.. it's almost too kind... whats it called? Poppy Kisses right?"

Warmth flooded your face and body as you watch him crawl closer to you- Seating himself right on your waist as he smiled down at you brightly, tapping a finger to your chest with a gleam in his eyes. He looked beautiful, terrifying but beautiful.

"Must have been hard, I saw your face.. you looked so hurt using that posion"

"So complicated.. So much trouble you are- So expensive too. Do you know how much I had to pay to your guild in order to make them say you died trying to murder me?"

He smirked as he began undo the buttons of your shirt. Your eyes widening in shock as he spoke and began to undress you.

"You're so lucky I like you~"

He purred, before placing a slow kiss on your cheeks. You felt the red grease paint smear and stain against it, accidently letting a moan slip the gag as his fingers pulled your hair, which he clearly reveled in. Leaving your wanting his lips as he traveled to your jaw, ear and further down.

His fingers working deeper into your hair as he removed the shirt from your body fully- the cold making you shiver at his warmed touch as red kisses blot your neck.

"Now my daring little assassin, I do believe some compensation is in order for all those expenses. Don't you?~"

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #buggy one piece #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader

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spennsrs · 4 months

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schlatt x reader that loves schlatt when he's put on a couple pounds :(( reader holding him from behind and just kissing his back when he doesn't have a shirt on in the kitchen or smth. "you're so beautiful, yknow that?" i have brainrot ‼️‼️ schlatt not believing reader so reader just has to keep praising schlatt every chance they get so they keep leaving little post it notes around the mirror about his body :(((((

(\ (\ („• ֊ •„) ━O━O━━━━━━━━━ ・:。YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ︳jschlatt x reader drabble ︳fluff ︳self indulgent bc i jst wanna tell schlatt how handsome he is :(( also MY BFFIE REQUESTING <3 /p + reader can cook rly well and they Feed our boy well

the house was quiet, the bedroom dark with drawn curtains. it was late at night... or maybe early in the morning?

schlatt didn't know, and frankly, he didn't care. he couldn't sleep. he didn't even know why he was up still.

it was probably silly. maybe it was the cause of his recent insomnia. there were great things about having a significant other who could outcook even the likes of gordan ramsey. well, at least schlatt thought so. said great things include being well fed and eating incredible food.

but there were also bad things. well, bad thing. he did let his walls down a little when he and [y/n] started dating, yet he wasn't one to voice his insecurities often. his main insecurity was the reason he was staring at the full-length mirror on the back of the door into the bedroom.

his weight.

schlatt stares at himself in the reflective object shirtless, careful to not break the silence the night brought to the shared bedroom. reflections were a weird thing, mirrors in general were weird. maybe vampires were on the right track with the no reflection thing. his hand rests on his stomach, pushing, poking gently... he wasn't necessarily angry or unjustly sad, just as much as he wasn't.. happy with how he looked. with a soft sigh, his hand falls to his side again and his gaze never breaks from the mirror. his eyes over examine every part of his body visible to his gaze, and oddly enough... that's when he spots it, on the corner of the mirror. was that... a sticky note? multiple? his hand reaches up to gently yank the papers down, reading the handwriting.

'you are so absolutely amazing' 'you're beautiful the way you are, inside and out' 'do you realize how incredibly handsome you are?' 'if you could see what i see, maybe you would understand why it is so easy to love you for who you are'

schlatt felt like he was going to cry. no had ever said such... gentle words to him, nor had words ever touched him like this did. he kept reading the words, then rereading... it was almost too good to be true. he knew he was way lucky in the significant other department, scoring someone as fantastic as [y/n] was a mystery he would never understand, and chose not to.

a warm pair of hands draw him from his train of thoughts, jumping a bit as his eyes are drawn to the mirror before him. schlatt could see the familiar arms of his lover wrapped around him, their left wrist adorned with the silver bracelet he had gotten them for their two year anniversary.

"did i wake you, sleepyhead?"

his voice is soft, and it's tinged ever so slightly with emotion as his hand comes up, gently caressing their arm. there's some movement against his back, and he deciphers its his lover shaking their head. that's good, at least he didn't disturb them.

"you're beautiful, jay." schlatt feels his heart constrict at those words. of course they knew. they had a way of reading schlatt like a book, often picking up on his turmoil on certain topics before he even knew himself. a small smile tugs at his lips as he pats their arm. no words came from him, none needed to. "no matter what you look like, what you sound like, or what you do, you will always be beautiful to me, and i'll always love you."

and maybe... just maybe... in that moment, schlatt could let himself believe it was true, because the love of his life said so. who was he to deny their words?

#marnie's writings #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt #requested by :: yumiis !#alex my beloved /p #YOU ARE SO BIGBRAINED #chuckle sandwich #chuckle sandwich x reader

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jayteacups · 1 year

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Ignorance Is Bliss

Out of the entire cast of Attack on Titan, the member that spends the least time online is probably Levi. And after seeing the responses to the latest collaboration promotional photoshoot, he wants to keep it that way.

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x GN!Reader

Tags and warnings: Actor AU, established relationship, fluff, (my sorry attempt at) humour, some other characters are mentioned, a few suggestive things are briefly brought up in the form of internet slang, mild spoiler about Levi's state in S4

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: First piece of writing in almost three months 😭 my writing is rough I apologise in advance. Anyway this is very much inspired by the AOT x Gutedama collab illustrations. Might the use of internet slang become very dated in a few years? Probably. Did that stop me from writing this? No. Enjoy this incredibly dumb piece of writing XD

“Why the fuck are they calling me ‘breedable’?” Levi grumbles under his breath, causing you to choke back a laugh.

Setting your book aside, you shuffle closer to your boyfriend on the sofa. “What did you just say?” You ask, incredulous. You’re not entirely sure you heard him correctly—it isn’t a sentence you imagined leaving his mouth, ever.

“I said,” Levi repeats, waving his phone in his hand, “these random perverts on the internet are calling me ‘submissive and breedable’.” With his other hand, he creates air quotation marks. A deep blush washes across his cheeks and ears. “They’re all saying I did a slutty pose, too. How is that slutty? How?”

They’re not wrong, is the sentence that lingers on the tip of your tongue. Instead, you reach out, your lips twitching. “Let me see.”

He sighs and relents, pressing his phone into your hand. He’s been browsing Twitter. Or, more specifically, scrolling through the replies underneath a promotional photoshoot he and his cast members had a few weeks ago: some kind of collaboration with Gutedama, the Sanrio character. You’ve seen the photo before—the actors involved were able to get a sneak peek of the photos a week before they were to be posted, and Levi had shown you his. You’d thought it was hilarious, the way Eren, Mikasa, Armin and Hange all had ordinary, somewhat conservative poses, as opposed to Levi.

“I’m not surprised they’re reacting this way,” you muse, zooming in on Levi’s photo. “You do happen to be the only one on your back, with your legs spread and knees up, giving the camera a very clear view of your crotch. You also happen to be the only one with the ODM straps on, so that does draw attention to your thighs—which look great, by the way…”

Levi crosses his arms. “Don’t tell me you agree with those degenerates.”

Saying nothing, you pointedly continue to scroll through the replies and quotes. ‘He’s so babygirl,’ reads one. ‘I am going to breed this man,’ reads another. Both of those are very tame in comparison to what you have seen before, but as you dive in further, the comments become more and more debauched, most obviously being exaggerated jokes. It’s become the norm. You’re not threatened in the slightest, not at all—in fact, you’re amused. You simply tilt your head and say, “hm.”

Levi throws his hands in the air in exasperation. “Not you too.”

You look up at him through your lashes. “Listen,” you begin, “I’ve been thinking this since day one, but for your sake I didn’t say anything—”

“I am never doing these photoshoots ever again,” he grouses, rubbing his temples. “It’s not… it wasn't even my idea, the photographer asked me to pose like that.”

“Oh, trust me, they got you to pose like that for a reason.” You pass Levi’s phone back to him, patting his shoulder gently.

He scoffs.

“Maybe you should avoid Twitter for a bit, sweetheart, because this isn’t going to end any time soon.”

Sighing, Levi sets his phone down firmly. He resettles on the sofa next to you, his shoulder touching yours, warm body pressing up against your side. “I still don’t get it,” he grumbles. A small wrinkle appears between his brows.

“Get what?” Carefully, you lower your head and press a gentle kiss on the space between his eyebrows, right on the little furrow. He shuffles closer, now leaning his weight against you.

“I get that they’re joking, but… some of the perversions they’re speaking of don’t even make any sense. For a moment, I thought about asking Connie, because the kid basically lives on Twitter—seriously, his screentime is concerning—but knowing him, he’s not going to tell me anything helpful. He laughed in my face last time.”

“Wait, you asked him about this stuff before?”

Levi’s gone redder than a tomato. “I asked him what a ‘little meow meow’ was when the promo photos of me in the bandages got posted.”

You know perfectly well what a ‘little meow meow’ is, but elect not to say anything.

He continues on with his rant, nose wrinkling in both disgust and confusion. “That was a clear lapse of judgement, I know. I’m not asking him or the other kids a thing about this shit ever again. Anyway. What’s with these Twitter users wanting to ‘breed’ me? That’s not even possible. And what does ‘babygirl’ even mean? Isn’t that—” His face sours even further, a realisation dawning upon him. “Fuck, no.”

“What?”

“Isn’t that what the creepy guy from 365 Days says to the main character? That’s… no. I hate it. I hate everything. Fuck this.”

You tilt your head back and laugh. One of your hands comes up to cup the back of Levi’s head, pressing his face to your chest. “No, no, it’s not like that. It’s… it’s an internet saying. Don’t think too much about it, yeah?”

“You know what? I take all my questions back. I really don’t want to know.” His words are muffled. The two of you are sinking further and further into the sofa, lying almost horizontally, with him on top of you.

Giggling, you slip your fingers through his silky hair. “You know what they say. Ignorance is bliss.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.”

“So why were you looking through Twitter, then, hm? You usually stay off social media for weeks on end.”

“Why’d you think? The rest of the cast wouldn’t shut up about it in the group chat, saying I had to see what the responses to the photoshoot were…”

“By the rest of the cast,” your lips twitch with barely restrained laughter, “you mean Hange and Zeke, don’t you?” Those two always love to tease Levi about his rabid fanbase. “I honestly would not be surprised if one of those replies was Zeke on his burner account, having a laugh. You know how much he enjoys winding you up.”

“Fucking hell. I would not put it past him, now that you mention it. Thanks for putting that weird picture into my head.” He rolls his eyes, as you laugh.

———

After enjoying his morning off, Levi gets a private text from Erwin whilst he’s on his way to set: What was all the ruckus about on the cast group chat? I don’t quite understand what was so funny.

He sighs, tapping an answer back on his phone.

Ignorance is bliss, Erwin.

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reginrokkr · 1 year

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Footprints are left in their wake one by one on the blanket of snow, step by step as Dáinsleif treads the grounds of unknown lands. No sight of humankind nor of any shape or form of any civilization left behind or human activity whatsoever. Only monsters he hasn't seen before, while they are reminiscent of Abyss-affiliated fiends judging by the powers they draw and sometimes the anthropomorphic form they have. As star beasts in Teyvat, these are no laughing matter nor deserve to let one's guard down no matter how skilled one may be.

The sheer cold and snow that never seems to melt begets curiosity within the seraph's mind, ever wondering about the ecosystem of this world and if that is the reason why there is no human life here— or perhaps there may be none at all to be had if humans don't exist in this place. Dáinsleif is cognizant of the fact that inhospitable lands can be incompatible with other forms of life, too.

Not long before he decides to rest does he see from afar metallic fences and machinery that he opts for walking some more and have a look, albeit never intruding into territory he doesn't know. Whoever or whatever created this, he cannot be sure whether they will act kindly within his presence. Where creations lay so must loom nearby their creators and ere long does Dáinsleif find out that said creators are humans. Good, so long as mankind exists in this star, so his possibilities to learn about this vast universe will increase.

Rubescent lips part to heave a content sigh for such pleasant discovery and so Dáinsleif turns on his heels to leave. His aching muscles beg for rest, so does his mind after an undetermined amount of time walking and seeing little more than a vast albor ocean of snow. Somewhere discreet where he cannot be found yet not too far from the settlement is the chosen location to rest until a fox's cry causes his guard to be up once more, trained eyes in search of any presence that must've caused the tundra animal to be in distress.

Against his aching muscle's will, he rouses on his feet and searches for any living being activity within his vicinities. The source of the cry is found with immediacy as soon as a man's figure —judging by his muscular-looking back and broad shoulders— crouching catches his attention. With one hand he holds the poor fox in place while it struggles to thrash about in order to break free from his grasp and with the other snow is grabbed and brought to his lips. Despite the oddity of eating or drinking snow, stellar pupils take notice of a patch of blood making itself evident through the fabric of his top-wear on his arm.

❝You are hurt.❞ Only after these words abandon his lips does the seraph berate himself mentally at the prospect that the man may not understand the language. Even so, his voice stands low and gentle, tone does wonders to communicate feelings when language cannot establish a bridge of understanding. Dáinsleif ignores if what little fauna that lives in these snowy plains may be drawn to blood and thus put the man in danger, or if his life is endangered depending on the amount of blood that was spilled. His index finger points towards his own arm, pointing to the location of the other's injury to make himself clearer through signals. ❝Blood loss is detrimental in a place like this and I happen to have some medical knowledge.❞ One step brings him closer to the man, slow and measured to not generate hostility. His hand stretches towards him, an invitation. ❝Do you need help?❞

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marcellaasblog · 10 months

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Not my scent after all.

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Part 1

Summary: Eddie finds out that you know about Amelia. You are going to do any and everything in your power to fuck up Eddie and Amelia's life and take revenge into your own hands with a little someone by your side.

Warnings: So much ANGST!, fighting, mention of cheating, divorce,talk of pregnancy,hurt/confort, happy ending for the reader!

Author's notes: I had help from this amazing person right here @ejlpov she put so much of her amazing ideas into part 2 so thank you for that cause if she didn't do that I would of gave y'all a sad ending💕

Also I recommend reading her fic if you love angst as much as I do!

When Eddie had got out the restroom he was met with the perfume bottle straight to his head .

"BABE WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?" Eddie asked as he picked up the perfume bottle glancing up you as you give him the "you know what you did" look. Eddie could feel his heart about to stop any moment as he see you with his phone in your hands. He glances down at your feet as he sees all his shit layed out on the bed.

" we talk about this?" Eddie pleads.

"Nothing to talk about, Edward. Except you don't need to wait till Friday to see your whore". You stands, walking towards the chest of draws you use to share with him , grabbing his keys, removing the ones to the house tossing them and his phone to him, before heading into the bathroom. "now you get to see her everyday. Make sure you're gone by the time I get out, I'll make sure to take your shit to you later."

The click of the bathroom door locking brings Eddie to his senses. It never occurred to him that he would lose her. He lost her. He actually lost her, and now he has to deal with the consequences.

*Ding*

Eddie phone goes off

Amelia:I miss you too baby, wish I could see you now, but I know you'll make it worth my while when I see you on Friday. Good thinking of getting the same perfume. She's so pathetic that she'll never suspect now.

Guilt fills him with a sickening feeling. Eddie's finger hovers over the keys before looking at the bathroom door. He knows she is crying in there, and he's the reason for it. He begins writing

"uh about Friday...."

Today was no other good day for you at all you didn't go to sleep last night until 3:00 as you cried your eyes out wondering why he would do this to you and what led him to do it.

Today you were determined to take him all his shit, but that wasn't enough for you you wanted him to suffer you were pissed, angry, frustrated ,sad your high school sweetheart the person that you said your vows to, the person that you made love to,the person that brought you comfort an happiness, the person that you made it home for in your heart ,just broke every promise he ever made to you. you weren't about to sit back and let him get away with this shit.

You wanted him to hurt , to suffer,to feel like his whole life was falling apart.

You stopped at Eddie's job at the garage as you take in all the boxes of his clothes and accessories he still had at the house.

You were met with his manager Bobby at the front desk he looked at you like you were so crazy woman.

"what's all this dear." He asked as he took a quick Snoop of all the things in the box.

"I'm dropping off Eddie's stuff here I don't feel like meeting him anywhere or even looking at him." You we're on the verge of crying and Bobby can sense that you were frustrated just by the look on your face.

"what did he do?" That was the only question Bobby had to ask before you broke down.

"He,he fuc-ken cheated on me bobbyyy." You say as you you leaned on to the desk, Bobby got out from his chair as he took you into his arms and trying to calm you down.

"shhh sweetie breath, take a deep breath for me doll."bobby said as he rubs your back breathing in and out with you counting to 3 as you exhaled every breath.

He would have never thought in his years of knowing you and Eddie that he would do such a thing to you.

"It hurts, it hurts so bad. I trusted him and he took advantage of that.i don't wanna feel like this bobby, our whole relationship was built on lies. I thought he ACTUALLY LOVED ME." You yelled as bobby held you tightly in his arms he is comforting you as you let all your emotions out.He can feel your tears on his shirt and your hands squeezing against his arm as you sobbed violently into his chest.

Bobby didn't know to do to calm you down so he did what he knows best.

"what a dickhead.you want me to go beat him up or key his car cause I don't mind." Bobby asked as he hears you giggle into his chest.

"No it's alright bobby thank you." You say as you let go of him he brings to your cheek as he wipes away the tears.

"no problem sweetheart,but can I asked you something." He applied waiting for you to answer.

"Go ahead." You say as you already know what he's about to ask

"I don't want to get up in your business but do you know who the woman was?" He wanted to help you that's the only reason why he's asking.

"I don't know her but it was some women named Amelia,it seem like he was real close with her too."

Bobby didn't say nothing as he looked at you. His mouth hung low.

"Amelia what?" Bobby asked. You can feel his grip getting tighter around you.

"That's all it said. Their was no contact photo or even the last name.. why you asking?" you were looking at Bobby like if he was the crazy person.

"I gotta go, look just leave his stuff on my desk I'll take care of it later but here's my number because if it's right about what I'm thinking then you're going to need it." He said as he quickly grabbed a sticky note writing his number on it. He runs out of the shop apologizing to you again.

What the fuck was that all about? you thought.

Why would you need his number?

It took you a second to realize what he meant by needing his number if he was right.

Oh shit....

Eddie had to go back to live with Wayne until he could get things situated.

When Wayne asked Eddie what happened, Wayne never felt more dissipointed in his nephew untill now.

Why would Eddie do such a thing to you? You were a sweetheart you did nothing wrong to Eddie, you loved him unconditionally and this is what his nephew does to you.

Wow smart move boy,but Wayne knows you, he knows you won't Just sit back and leave it . Whatever you do to get back at Eddie all by mean he won't stop you from the karma that is coming to Eddie.

Eddie you went to work week after like nothing happened. When he entered the shop his manager Bobby went up to him punching eddie right in the face.

"REALLY MUNSON YOU CHEAT ON YOUR FUCKEN WIFE WITH MINE!" Eddie did know what to say or do as he can feel the warmth of his blood dripping from his nose.

"COME ON YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY FOR YOURSELF YOU FUCKEN ASSHOLE!" Bobby said as he kicks Eddie in the stomach with all his strength he had left in him.

It's Bobby's turn to break to down he should of never believed Amelia when she said she wouldn't cheat anymore.

Him and Amelia had kids a family and she still broke her promise.

Bobby gives Eddie all his stuff and the vanilla folder with the divorce papers you have already signed.

"I don't want you near y/n you got it Munson,take your shit and leave and make sure you sign those divorce papers or I'll make you."

Divorce papers?

Eddie couldn't believe it.

You wanted to divorce him you couldn't even give him a chance to explain himself.

Eddie wanted the floor to open up and swallow him whole he felt his heart sink his mind gone dizzy he couldn't hold back his sobs any more .

He fucked up and he's paying for his actions.

"oh and by the way, your fired." Bobby told him as he told Eddie to leave.

Not only did Eddie lose his wife but he also lost his job.

One down one more to go.

When Bobby found out that Amelia was cheating on him again but this time with Eddie he didn't let her know he wanted to see if she would confess or she would play through her acts and lies still.

When Bobby told you that he knew Amelia and Amelia was his wife you felt sorry for him he could feel your pain as you sat across from him at the coffee shop . He told you it wasn't her first time cheating on him she did it back in high school during prom night and he still stayed with her.She did it a couple of months after giving birth to her second child Bryan.

He loved Amelia and he wanted to do everything in his power to keep her no matter what she was doing.

He wanted to do it for the kids he didn't know how he was going to tell his two boys that their mommy didn't love daddy anymore. he probably won't tell them at all their still to younge.

He couldn't watch their little faces break over something he had no control over.

That weekend you and Bobby went to go get the divorce papers for you and him.

He knew that you didn't want to see Eddie face to face so he gladly said he would give him your divorce papers as well as he gives Amelia her.

Night before Bobby would give Eddie the divorce papers he sat down Amelia at the table right after she put her kids to sleep. He didn't wait any longer he wanted her out.

"How long?" He asked .

"Excuse me?" Amelia asked .

"How long have you been sleeping with Eddie?"

Amelia's face drops as her blood run cold she knew she got caught and she knew this day would come every other time she would cheat Bobby seemed to catch on.

"HOW LONG!" he yelled

"5 Months." She whispered

Bobby looked at her with discuss. Why would she lied him again? She promised him and she still did it .

"I need you out of the house by tomorrow morning. You can keep everything except the car I gave you and the kids,they will stay with me.Im gonna take full custody of them". He said resting his hand in his face.

He tries to not show his red teary eyes. He didn't want to show Amelia that this was hurting him he wanted to make a point that he wasn't going to deal with her shit anymore.

"WAIT NO BABY YOU CANT DO THAT TO ME!" Amelia yell jumping out of her chair I should try to go hug her out now ex-husband.

Bobby backed away from her

"WHY? HUH WHY CANT I DO THAT AMEILA ,BECAUSE YOU SEEM NOT TO GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THIS FAMILY."!

He may be holding back his tears but he's not going to hold back his words.

"IM PREGNANT!"

Bobby let out a little chuckle as he leans back into his chair.

"well you can go tell Munson to take care it, because that's not my fucken kid, is it?"

Amelia let's her head drop as she sways her head side to side telling him no.

Bobby gets up from his chair ready to head up to bed.

"well I think we're done here, you can sleep in the couch tonight but tomorrow I want you gone." He said walking up his stairs.

He didn't know how he was going to tell you that Amelia was pregnant with Eddie's baby, He didn't want to hurt you more but he knew you needed to know.

Boddy cried himself to sleep that night as he crawled up into a ball wishing he would of just left Amelia that night at prom.

After he gave Eddie the divorce papers that morning he called you to telling you to meet him at the same cafe place again.

He needed to talk to you and you knew by the tone of his voice it wasn't good news.

Sadly for him you didn't have good news eaither.

Bobby didn't wait no time telling you what happened.

"I gave Amelia the divorce papers, but whag I'm about to tell you right now was a shock to me too and I don't want to hurt you but you need to know."

You gulp down your coffee not quite ready for what Bobby's about to tell you.

"Amelia's pregnant and I know it's not mine because we haven't done anything in months." Bobby says running his hands threw his Beard.

"bobby." You say as your eyes start to swell up.

He grabs your hand for confort waiting for you to continue.

"I'm pregnant. I found out a couple of days ago I thought it was just me getting sick because I've been crying alot but I took a pregnancy test , well 2 of them and they both came out postive." Bobby squeezes your hand as he gets up to give you a hug . He didn't care if people were looking at him all he wanted to do right now was to hold you.

"I don't know what to do, this is my first time being a mom and at that a single mom." You cry into his chest as he rubs your head smoothing your hair down from your face.

He whispers into your ear .

"Hey you got this I know you do, and you don't have to be alone you have me" you giggle at his kind gesture whipping your tears away.

"No pretty girl should be crying over a man , especially Eddie. I will do everything in my will and to keep you safe okay. I'm sorry Amelia dragged you into this and split y'all up and I'm sorry Eddie was such a dickhead to fall for it .You don't deserve that baby , no one does."

"Not even you bobby,she ruin everything a woman would of wanted."

You kind words melted his heart as he bits down on his lip not wanting to cry in front of you.

" It's alright shit happened but we learn from it and move on."

"yeah I mean karma is bitch." You smirked at bobby

"she definitely is." Bobby said getting up from the table.

"They will definitely get what's coming to them."

9 months later

Life was much better for you and Bobby now, but for Eddie and Amelia, well, let's just say they got what they deserve .

You see, Bobby was a very well-respected businessman and mechanic who owned serval garages in Hawkins and surrounding towns, meaning Eddie was blacklisted. No garage was willing to hire him. He couldn't even get a loan to open his own shop. The only job Eddie could get was at the plant with Wayne, and that was cause he was now the hiring supervisor. He was back to living in the trailer with Wayne now too, sleeping on the old fold up bed Wayne sleep on in Eddie younger years.

Bobby got everything, too, including full custody of the kids. The kids love you as well, evening going as far as calling you mom in front of Amelia, referring to her by name whenever they saw her.

Amelia was your standard stay a home wife. Never working a day in her life once she met Bobby. Amelia had everything people wished for, a rich husband, a beautiful house, and even two beautiful children. She was spoiled and never heard the word no, until she begged Bobby to forgive her and take her back even after he said no multiple times.

She works as the lunch lady at Hawkins High - the only place that would hire her, her reputation as homewrecker following her everywhere now.

Eddie wouldn't take her either, breaking things off the night you found out. Feeling sick with himself every time he saw or heard her voice and name.

You pretend Eddie never existed moving on with your knew life with you new fiance and your first kid to be brought into this world. You gave your little girl Bobby's last name , you didn't want a low life cheaters last name to carry on with your daughter. You and Bobby welcomed home a new addition to your little family.

Barbra Benson.

You can say karma was on your side.

I hoped y'all liked the ending and another thank you to @ejlpov for you amazing ideas for the ending 💕

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strawberrymilk-sunshine · 1 year

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You get no say in it

if you're wondering why I wrote this blame the chapter of the Halloween event where Octavinelle scares the Magicam monsters

...I hope this is good

Warning(s): reader has a kind of controlling parent, child reader, platonic yandere Floyd!! (not proofread)

Your father brought something home a while ago. Something strange, something you've never seen before.

Your father called it a monster. But, to you, it looked more like a human than a monster.

You thought it looked pretty. He had two different coloured eyes, his body was a teal colour, and his hair was too, with a strip of darker teal falling over the left side of his face.

You wanted to be his friend! But... you know your father, and he would never let that happen...

"(Y/N), you are not to speak with that monster." Your father commanded. "Do you understand?"

"Yes father!" You told him, knowing for a fact that you were absolutely going to speak with the monster the moment your father left.

"Good. I'll be back soon, (Y/N)."

"See you soon, father!" You said, focusing once more on the thing you' been drawing.

The moment you heard the door slam shut, signifying your father leaving the building, you ran as fast as you could to the basement. The basement was used to store your family's treasures, including the monster.

You walk up the old rusty stairs. You got to the top of the platform that led to the large water tank. You got down on your knees, causing the old staircase to shake.

You stuck your hand in the water.

You yanked your hand out of the water before the jaws bit your hand off.

"Hi!" You excitedly said to the monster. "What's your name?"

"You're a weird one." He said asked. "Every other one of you I've met's been scaaaaaared of me~"

"Well I'm not!" You said. "I'm not scared of you at all!"

"Why aren'tcha~?" He asked. "Ya got lotsa reasons to be scared of me. I mean, I've got two sets o' teeth, plus I swallow prey whole. Alive. Ain't that spooky?"

"That's so cool!" You said in amazement.

"...really?"

"Yeah!!"

"Huh. You really are a weird one, huh?" He looked at you in amusement. "Fine, I'll answer your questions, I guess~"

"So what are you? Father says you're a monster but I don't believe him!" You told him.

"I'm a moray." He responded.

"And what's your name? I wanna be your friend!"

"My friend?" He asked. "You're so strange... wanting to be friends with a monster... but fine, Little Shrimp-Fry, I guess I'll be your... friend." He said, giving a wide grin. He lifted his hand out of the water, wanting you to shake his hand. "My name's Floyd, nice to meetcha~!"

You made a friend!!

Your father doesn't exactly let you leave home, so you don't really have any friends...

But now you have one! You have someone to talk to, someone to play with, though you can never let your father know.

You visit him every single night, making sure your father never knows.

"So, Shrimp-Fry, what's your family like?" Floyd asked you one night.

"My... my father runs a very successful and powerful business, but I don't know what it is... and mother isn't around much, I don't know why."

"...I have a twin brother back home." Floyd told you. "We look a lot alike... you probably wouldn't be able to tell us apart if he was here with me."

"Do you miss him?" You asked. Floyd looked shocked for a moment.

"Yeah... yeah, sometimes I do." He admitted. "And, a-and we have this friend, Azul, yeah? He's an octopus! And he can grant anyone any wish they want, for a price."

"Any wish?"

"Impressive, right~?"

"Do you miss your home...?"

"Of course I do, Shrimp-Fry...! I mean, it's... it's my home... it's hard not to miss it." Floyd told you. "But if I'm being honest..." He sighed. "I don't think I'll ever get to go home. I think I'm just gonna rot away here... nothing more than a novelty to your kind."

That's right...

Your only friend isn't here willingly.

Whenever you talked to him, he'd tell you all about the sea.

How beautiful it was, how much he loved it...

How much he missed it.

You felt sad for him. You can't imagine just suddenly being taken away from your home and being treated as just some trophy.

You don't want to lose him, but wouldn't he be happier in the sea...?

You want to help him.

You began drawing up escape plans for you and Floyd. The two of you are going to escape your father's house together.

The night you finished the plans, you immediately went to show him.

You gave him detailed explanations of all the different crayon drawings.

"You sure that'll work, Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked, tilting his head to the right. "Not to doubt you, but-"

"(Y/N)?!" The man stormed up the rusty stairs as you stood there, completely frozen in fear. "(Y/N), your father has told you many times you are not allowed to speak with the monster. OR to enter the basement!" Your father's assistant yelled.

"I-I'm sorry! I just wanted to-"

The man picked you up.

Floyd watched it all happen from the water. He didn't know why he did it, maybe because you were his only way of escape, but...

He grabbed tight onto the man's ankle and pulled him into the water.

You watched everything happen from the platform. You watched as the crystal clear water became more and more red.

The man didn't resurface, but Floyd did.

Most of his face was covered in blood.

"Eh? What's wrong, Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked, noticing how scared you looked. "You're safe, you aren't hurt, so what's wrong?"

"I-is he... ok...?" You asked, terrified.

"...yeah. Don't worry about him, Shrimp-Fry. He'll be fine. You just go off to bed, m'kay?" He reached out of the water, and patted your head with his blood soaked hand. "We'll talk more about escaping tomorrow night."

You discussed your escape plan with him every night.

And eventually comes the night you decided to put your plan into action.

You grabbed Floyd's hands and began attempting to pull him out of the water.

It was harder than you'd expected, but you got all of him out of the water eventually.

He was much longer than you'd thought, and heavier too...

Thank goodness you live close to the sea.

You dragged Floyd through the hallways and then, you ran into the one person you didn't want to.

Your father.

"Can you... close your eyes, Little Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked. "I have some personal business with this one."

You saw your father's look of absolute terror as this mock-human monster he'd taken as a trophy crawled towards him with murderous intent.

You squeezed your eyes shut and covered your ears with your hands as Floyd began to attack your father.

After many minutes passed, two wet hands grabbed yours.

"Start walking, Shrimp-Fry. It's probably better if you don't open your eyes yet... I'll let you know when you can." Floyd told you.

You trusted him.

You kept walking through the hallways, your eyes still tightly shut.

"I think we're far enough away now..." Floyd whispered to himself. "You can open your eyes now, Little Shrimp-Fry~!"

You realized that Floyd's hands and face were once more covered in blood, and your mind came to the terrible realization of what happened.

"Is he... dead...?" You asked.

"...don't worry about that right now, Shrimp-Fry." Floyd told you. "Just keep on pulling us towards freedom!!"

When you finally made it to the sea, you were ready to say goodbye to Floyd. Since your father's dead now, you won't have any issues making friends!

But then...

You were pulled into the sea along with Floyd.

"Ahhhhh... it feels sooo good to breathe the saltwater again..." Floyd said. "Thanks for everything, Shrimp-Fry~!"

"Um... y-you're welcome." You nervously responded. "Can you put me back on dry land now...?"

"Are you kidding?! Of course not, Shrimp-Fry!!"

"What-?"

"I waaaas planning on just leaving you for dead once you got me back out here, ehe... buuuuuut then something changed." He explained, holding tightly onto you as you got farther and farther away from the shore. "I'm not sure what changed. But now... I don't want to ever let you go, Shrimp-Fry..."

"NO!" You screamed. "I-I WANT TO LIVE ON LAND! I W-WANT TO BE A NORMAL KID! I WANT-!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhh... everything'll be oooookkkkk, Shrimp-Fry~"

"You're a part of my family now... you don't get a say in it."

#ok so the reason he calls you shrimp-fry #is bc baby shrimp are called fry #i just thought that'd be kinda cute #floyd leech #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #yandere #platonic yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere x reader #yandere floyd leech #yandere floyd x reader #yandere floyd leech x reader #yandere floyd

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Can we get some headcannons about the BOYS? (thats what im calling them)

I like it, from here on out they are the boys.

since you didn't specify for what exactly, I chose random things that I have thought of, too many times before.

Altaïr 🦅

• more than once this man has walked into a glass door, and on a few occasions broke said door. he walked away like nothing happened.

• I've said it once and I'll say it again : this man is terrible with technology. like, the only stuff he's good with is old time, back in the day kinda stuff. keyboard? can't use it for shit. typewriter? this guy is like a damn journalist. laptop? the thing is destroyed because he got so mad when he couldn't figure out where the mouse was, even when desmond showed him where it was. old desktop that's built like a t.v.? perfect, everything makes sense now.

• when checking out at stores and the cashiers say "have a good day" on multiple occasions, an embarrassing amount of occasions this man has responded with: "what's so good about it", "thanks.", "you have good days?", "I didn't even want to get out of bed this morning.", "im leaving now"

• due to the last one: this man never uses a credit or debit card. cash only.

• before he broke the pasta noodles in half in front of ezio, he's thought about doing it way too many times. the reason he finally acted on it was because ezio brought up the many fires, explosions, and overall chaos that has happened when he "cooks". Altaïr internally said "fuck you, AND your pasta noodles"

• has set the microwave on fire before, blown out the front of it. cue desmond and arno running into the kitchen frantically putting the fire out, taking out what was inside it. there was a can of green beans. cue des and arno asking him why the hell he put a METAL can in the microwave. "oh you're not supposed to put metal in the microwave?"

• he is NOT a morning person. if you go to wake up this man and he's in a deep sleep, he's waking up swinging. Jacob has been slugged in the face a few times.

• I feel like Altaïr would like to nap in the sun/warm places.

• believe it or not, he was the weird kid that ate dirt.

• as a kid he was gifted an bald eagle as a birthday present from his dad, he was gifted a little yellow parakeet as his birthday present from his mother. he named her sunflower and the eagle apollo. he came back from training one day wanting to spend time with apollo and sunflower. apollo was there but sunflower wasn't, but there were yellow feathers everywhere. his dad told him apollo ate sunflower. Altaïr plucked all of apollos feathers on his head out. "you really are a bald eagle now aren't you, you little shit" vengeance for sunflower was served.

Ezio 🌹

• this man is a 5 star chef when it comes to authentic Italian food. don't ask him to make American food. anything other than Italian food he can't cook.

• after becoming great friends with Arno, ezio too is now a hopeless romantic.

• ezio and arno send each other memes either during conversations or as conversations.

• doesn't hesitate on the intrusive thoughts. just does them.

• has worn both his mother and Claudia's make up before, and he is flawless when putting on eyeliner. he doesn't go all out, he's more of the natural beauty kind of guy.

• this man can take one look at a person and correctly guess their clothing size.

• he and arno like to get together and have gossip sessions with a nice (few) bottles of wine.

• I whole heartedly believe that ezio is an amazing artist. he and leonardo bonded over painting, sketching, drawing etc. and on more than one occasion has joked with Arno with the whole "paint me like one of your French girls" gets a smack to the back of the head everytime.

• loves teasing Altaïr, he's so easy to rile up and ezio gets a laugh out of it. that is until Altaïr breaks pasta noodles in front of him. fists are up and ready to go.

• hates horses cause they have a long face, it makes him uncomfortable.

Arno 🥐

• has punched both edward and Jacob multiple times for pronouncing "croissant" wrong.

• gossip time with ezio is one of his favorite days of the week.

• when having conversations with ezio its either with memes in it, or how the conversation is being had.

• will not hesitate to roast you. loves roasting people, in fact he deep down hopes that someone will piss him off enough to roast them. even though he doesn't really need a reason.

• is very protective over the boys. (this man has trauma, can we blame him)

• an amazing singer. ezio has asked Arno for tips/lessons and once Arno heard him sing he said "can you hear yourself? no? good, cause trust me, you don't want to."

• he's really good at writing: poetry, songs, stories and even plays, but he's self conscious so he'd never try to get them to actually be put out there. ezio and desmond are his #1 hype team.

• I can see him being a great figure skater. don't know why, but I do.

• is a great baker, another 5 star chef when it comes to making authentic (french) food.

• he and Altaïr like to people watch and judge them like Simeon Cowell.

Connor🐺

• this man has a petting zoo of animals, from childhood into adulthood.

• calls animals fur babies, change my mind.

• is another one who is protective over the boys

• believe it or not, he's more in tune with his emotional side like Arno and Ezio.

• loves wearing flannels, not only are they comfy but he likes the way they look.

• wants to build himself a cabin, like the ones you see some youtubers do. chop down the trees, use them to build it and all that jazz.

• wants to have a timber wolf as a pet, it's his dream pet. he truly wants just a wolf, but knows it's not a good idea.

• brought a turkey into the house as a kid, Ziio was not a happy camper. but she didn't want connor to be sad, so she said he could keep it as long as it stayed outside.

• the turkey and Connor were playing outside of their village. it was November. there was a loud bang, Connor turned around and turkey had been shot...and he was shot by none other than Charles Lee. another reason he hates the man so much.

• (for this one we're gonna say Haytham and Ziio stayed together) whenever Charles Lee came over to visit, Connor never liked him. when his parents weren't looking he would do this to Charles Lee; bite, kick, pour salt in his food and drink, make faces etc. Haytham knew, but it also amused Haytham so he said nothing.

Edward🏴‍☠️

• cried while getting his first tattoo, like sobbed.

• Mary on more than one occasion has gotten him (when he's drunk ofc) to cross dress (like she does as james)

• is a huge fan of the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series.

• sings sea shantys when doing things around the house.

• has slept outside many times while drunk. doesn't remember how he got there, when he got there, or why he stayed.

• has wanted to try those swimming like a mermaid trend.

• wants the boys to get a pirate themed tattoo with him.

• he and Jacob like to go out drinking together and watch each other get drunk because of the way they act. unfortunately while doing this since the both of them are drunk neither knows what in God's name is going on, until they wake up outside half naked wondering why they're wearing lipstick.

• has said many times "im never drinking again" yet is holding a cup filled with alcohol.

• has pushed Jacob off the side of the jackdaw when he pissed him off.

Jacob🎩

• being evies worst nightmare is his favorite passtime.

• teases evie for having a crush on 2 of his best friends, she tells him if he ever told them his manhood will be missing when he wakes up.

• woke up on a roof one time after drinking escapades with Edward the night before. Edward was on the roof across from him.

• has worn his shoes on the wrong feet all day long to annoy evie, but also was too lazy to put them on the right feet.

• he tries to trip evie whenever the two of them are going up the stairs. jokes on him he actually trips himself.

• is the king of intrusive thoughts.

• 95% of the time he gives into those intrusive thoughts, that small 5% is evie being able to stop them before they happened.

• got a drunk tattoo with Edward once, it's a tramp stamp.

• he's the one filling Edward's cup whenever Edward says he's never drinking again.

• even though he's a jokester and does stupid stuff, he's honestly one of the most trustworthy people the boys know. "he may be an idiot, but he's our idiot" and evies like "go ahead and have him. I should have killed him in the womb"

Desmond🐶

• was adopted by the Auditores when he left the farm.

• when he first started bartending, he broke over half the glasses they had.

• debated on becoming a therapist about a year into bartending, he sure as hell felt like one. might as well get paid the right money for it.

• he doesn't like to drink alcohol very often due to how he's around it so much while he works, and sees how people act. not a favorite pass time, but he does enjoy having a glass of wine with Arno and Ezio.

• he's really good at playing guitar, he and Arno like to do little karaoke sessions, ezio is there but isn't allowed to sing.

• is good at cooking all types of foods, just don't ask him to bake. he's not good with precision so the sweets always come out messed up. leave that to arno.

• wants to get more tattoos, and has tried talking the boys into getting the brotherhood/creed insignia tattooed.

• I see desmond as a piercings kind of guy. what they are, who knows.

• Desmond is the golden retriever friend, everyone loves him.

• Desmond is the epitome of "I didn't want to wake up today, im tired you're lucky I dragged my corpse out of bed today"

#ac #assassins creed #desmond miles #ezio auditore #altair ibn la'ahad #arno dorian #ezio auditore da firenze #ac desmond #arno victor dorian #connor kenway #ratonhnhaké:ton #edward kenway #jacob frye #assassins creed unity #assassin's creed 3 #assassin's creed 2 #assassins creed syndicate #assassins creed brotherhood #assassins creed black flag

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yellowbunnydreams · 6 months

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Mechanised Devotion (Part 4) ~Steve Raglan/William Afton x Female Reader~

~You're all so lovely honestly, and honestly I know we are all simping over large hot killer man, but who gives a fuck but it is so fun to write! I hope that you enjoy this part as well, sorry for some more slow burn :). Also, enjoy some animatronic fluff cause why not?~

Tag List!: @ruh--roh-raggy @likoplays

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

CW: Minors DNI, (18+ ONLY), afab reader, legal age gap (Reader- 20's, William - 40's), mention of crimes and violence, blood, mentions of child death (it's FNAF, what did you expect?), past trauma; abusive relationships. Nicknames, degredation.

For the past three nights you had been attempting to call Steve Raglan.

However, it never seemed to go anywhere but to the voicemail, hearing his warm, but tired voice saying to leave a message after the tone and he would get back to you as soon as he could. That felt like an utter lie as you hung up the phone for the fifth time that day to call him. Looking at the clock with somewhat despair as you realised it was time to make the long walk back to Freddy's once again.

Despite what had happened, you had been unable to get ahold of Steve to tell him about it, and the thought of being in that pizzaria filled you with dread. Somehow, you had managed to make it for three more nights, and tonight was your last shift of the week.

You'd figured out a few things since you arrived.

Freddy and the yellow one you recognised as Chica now seemed to be somewhat 'friendlier' than the others. Freddy would move quite early on in the night and had taken to peering into the little window of your office door to make sure you were okay, taking up residence at the end of the hallway and watching as you came in and out. You'd also noticed your drawing you gave to him roughly tacked up behind the stage when you made your initial inspection for the night, which made you smile despite your rapidly beating heart.

Chica seemed somewhat confused at first, she kept dropping off items outside your door like some demented robotic delivery service. Sometimes it was a surprisingly in-date bag of chips, but most of the time it had gone out of date in the nineties. You felt bad, wondering whether it was programming gone haywire.

Foxy remained an asshole, he liked to stare at you through the window and drag the hook along the door, trying to catch the handle and let himself inside. You'd brought one of those sticks that sits under the handle and acts as a heavy duty door stop, which seemed to deter him somewhat, although you weren't sure with how heavy they surely were that it would truly buy you any time if any of them decided you'd met your time.

Sometimes you would draw instead of doing your homework and checking the cameras, placing them against the glass so the animatronics would see. You made a point to keep one of Foxy being mean to you on you incase he lingered too long at your door and you needed to get out for a few moments to use the bathroom. For whatever reason, it seemed to make him move on after staring at it with the one intact eye, eyepatch and ears moving before it was almost like he stomped off in a huff.

You had managed to make the job somewhat easier for yourself, but it didn't mean you wanted to continue working in a restaurant filled with malfunctioning robots with at least a minor penchant for violence.

Coming through the door, you noticed how eerily silent it was. Pulling back the thick red velvet curtain and waving at the animatronics cautiously. You hadn't really seen Bonnie around that much, but you were quick to spot the slight flicker of their lids and a faint creak of limbs as it seemed they powered up, waiting to roam around the open space. You even stopped by Pirate's Cove and opened the curtain slightly, jumping as you found Foxy leant forwards and mouth agape, almost at your head height. Hand over heart as you tried to calm down your nerves, you found yourself breathing heavily.

"Asshole." you muttered, blowing a strand of hair out of your face before you headed to the office again. Planting the door stop under the handle and securing it. Glancing at the monitors as you flicked on the breaker, you gave a satisfied nod as they came on as expected. Sitting at your chair and keeping an intense eye on the animatronics as you waited for them to start their fuckery.

But as the first hour crawled by, you began to worry. Even cautiously peeking out of your door and checking for one of the mascots. Nothing.

Something felt off.

Stepping back into the office, you noticed one of the cameras was down suddenly, making you frown. The cameras were ancient, sure, but you had never seen one receive 'no signal' like that, and part of you wanted to go and check what it was that had made it play up but a creeping, cold feeling in your stomach told you to stay where you were. Safe. Or at least, relatively so.

Steve Raglan, or rather, the man who pretended to be Steve Raglan had slipped inside the pizzeria in the earlier hours of the afternoon. And he had waited oh-so-patiently for his prey to wander in obliviously into his trap. He'd been monitoring you for days, growing irritated as you called and called, but he wasn't about to give you the satisfaction of answering. He knew you would quit before he even had a chance to turn on the charm and sweet-talk you into continuing, and honestly, he was intrigued how you managed to figure out that drawings helped to control the animatronics.

Or it was simply a clever, clever fluke.

But as he ran his gloved fingers over the knife in his hands, he grinned under the mask, none of it mattered in that moment. You were about to be his, and his stupid child had failed in her duties once again. Something pitiful about getting shot on the job and having to take medical leave. His hand automatically moved to where his collar usually covered and thought of the scars that would be there, how painful it had been when they had been inflicted on him so many years ago, but he had managed to go to work the next day still. He blamed Vanessa's mother for her weakness.

Stalking through the blind-spots of the cameras, he made his way towards the office, his footsteps light despite the heavy suit around his body. He felt his heart pounding in his broad chest, and if his eyes were visible, he was sure they would have almost been pinpricks as the adrenaline coursed through his veins. Carefully peeking in, he noticed your intense concentration on the cameras and tried the handle quietly. Pausing as it didn't fall open, confused as to why it wasn't budging. Peering back in, he could just make out the door jam, and this time he really swore. Adrenaline mixing with fury that you would spoil his reveal like that.

Moving away like a shadow, he searched around for an alternative. He was growing impatient. He wanted to break you. The doors were all locked up and he had the key at the moment, you never stood a chance of escaping from him. But there was a begrudging respect that you had managed to think of something so stupidly simple that it never occurred to him.

As he turned the corner into one of the staff corridoors, he spotted a solution and grinned coldly.

You were soon going to be his.

~~ It was around 4am when your head snapped up, looking towards the door as you swore you saw something moving nearby from the corner of your eye. A chill sliding down your spine like an ice-cube as the feeling of being watched suddenly came over you.

Then you heard it, it was faint at first, but grew louder as you paused and tried to place the noise. It was the sound of something heavy moving, but it wasn't like the usual footsteps you heard outside your door when Freddy and Co. moved around, this was something...odd. Echoey almost.

After another few moments, you realised it was definately movement, and looked around for the source, before spotting a vent with the cover missing on the floor next to you. Cautiously, you grabbed your flashlight and knelt down besides it, straining to listen as you tried to think what could be making the noise.

'Probably just a rat.' you thought to yourself. About to stand up before you spotted two white eyes glowing out of the dark, coming around a bend in the vent, moving slowly, painfully forwards with a soft 'shush' of fabric moving across metal.

Hands trembling, you flicked on your flashlight and felt yourself choke on your breath as the yellow and damaged features of an animatronic came into view. The fur matted and slightly broken in some places, eyes half-lidded and blank as they stared at you. crawling itself through the small space towards your office.

You dropped the light and screamed as a distorted laugh emanated from the creature. The man inside the suit savoured the sound with a delighted shudder, his heart pounding harder in his chest as he managed to pull himself out head first into the office. His massive frame slow to rise as he unfurled himself to reveal his nearly 7ft height in the Spring Bonnie costume. Not that you knew it's name. Nor did you really know his.

Scrambling for the door, you tried to prize away the door jam, but your fingers kept slipping and unable to turn it so it could release. Body shaking as your own adrenaline worked overtime to try and help you escape. But a heavy weight against your back suddenly slamming into you took your breath away and left your hands trapped against the solid door.

The pressure moved, and you felt a heavy hand pressing against the back of your neck, pinning you by your throat as you tried to reach back and grip the thick animatronic fingers holding you in place.

At the edge of your vision, you saw the expressionless face with an almost skeletal grin come into view. Those white eyes burning into your mind as you saw the other hand come into view, bringing up a wickedly sharp knife with it. Seeing it, you burst into tears, hot and salty and they streamed down your face and it became hard to breathe from the pressure and as your nose and throat became sticky with mucus. Nails scraping into the fur behind and the wood of the door, feeling splinters ripping up into your fingers as you tried to make your desperate escape.

You sobbed harder as a wheezing laugh came from the suit.

"Such a pretty little cry-baby." The crackling voice cooed, bringing the knife closer and running it across your cheek, making you shake and flinch, drawing a little blood across your skin. You swore you almost felt the thing shudder as it watched the crimson welt up against your flesh, mixing with your tears and dripping off of your chin into the white of your blouse.

The knife moved from your face to your back, running across your ribs and making your heart flutter wildly like a bird trying to escape from a cage, the sharp edge catching the delicate fabric before it sat at the base of your neck, just under its hand, threatening to thrust the tip into your spine and leave you dead or paralysed.

"You almost ruined my fun, little thing," It hissed, coming in closer and watching her expressions with almost a sense of delight about it. The jaw creaking open slightly and turning the grin menacing as it tilted it's head to one side. You swore you almost heard it breathing, like it was smelling your hair as it pressed in close again, the weight of its body against your back and forcing the knife to pierce your skin. It spoke again, low and crackling as if the voice inside was broken. "what did you need a lock for? Hm? Were you scared you'd get hurt?"

The questions were almost mocking, the voice distorting and moving somewhere between all too human and robotic. Sobbing harder as you couldn't find the breath to suck into your lungs. You didn't know that the man behind you was shaking in excitement. From the thrill of having you trapped and pinned, crying so hard you might pass out and already bleeding for him.

Suddenly it spun you around, slamming its large hand across your throat and lifting you slightly, your toes barely able to keep on the floor as your eyes widened in panic. Clutching at the hand and arm as your instincts told you to fight. To survive.

"Fucking answer me when I ask you a question!" It snarled, slamming your head against the door and making you see stars as you gasped for breath. Feeling the back of your head become sticky and warm, running down your back and through the animatronic fingers. Distorting the colour.

"To...To keep freaks...like you.. OUT" you sobbed, shouting as loudly as you could with the metal crushing your windpipe, your foot coming up and slamming against the arm holding the knife. Feeling something crunch under your foot as you were slightly surprised that you managed to bring your leg up that high.

But the thing dropped you, grunting as it moved back for a moment. This time though, it brought the left hand up to right forearm and made an all-too-human gutteral scream as it doubled over. You watched in horror as blood poured from between the rotting cracks in the suit, and your face paled as you realised that there was somebody under the mascot suit.

Steve Raglan under the suit was pissed. He had been having such fun making you cry and sob, and he hadn't thought about your legs being free. The pain of the springlocks digging into his arm made his nerves light up, his hand clenching and unclenching as he made sure it could still move. Knowing he was going to have to spend time digging the barbed hooks out of his flesh for hours afterwards. His head snapped back up, intending on killing you for your disobedience.

But your hands had managed to work the door jam and you had made a run for it. Leaving behind all your stuff as you fled the building, not caring to look back or even attempt to grab it as you fled from the psycho in the yellow bunny suit.

Your lungs burned, and your eyes remained misted as you burst into the cool night air outside and continued to run down the main road. You weren't sure where you were going, but it was anywhere, anywhere but Freddy's where those silver eyes watched you with a dark, burning passion as you fled from him.

#steve raglan x reader #william afton x reader #william afton x you #william afton #william afton smut #springtrap #steve raglan #springtrap x reader

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