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Finally Getting Help (prt 5)

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It took a little convincing to get Jazz to come back with them, but she didn’t want to stay with Constantine because he ‘smelled like cigarettes and generational trauma’ and she couldn’t stay alone. So in the end she agreed to come back to Wayne manor with the promise that Tim would help walk her through the process of getting emancipated since he’d already done it before. Dick informed Agent A they’d be having another new person for dinner and asked Jazz if she had any allergies, which was also a no. Apparently the Fentons tended to be a very hearty family.

They took the jet back, dropping Jazz off at the manor before parking in the batcave and changing into civics as quickly as they could so they could go greet her. Before they could Alfred sent a video on the family group chat. The video started with Danny pacing in the foye, then the door opened and Jazz hesitantly let herself in only to be greeted by a battering ram of Brother hurtling towards her.

She managed to get her arms up in time to catch Danny with an Oof before they just clung to each other. Awww, why weren’t any of Dick’s siblings like that with him?! Something to bully them about later.

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“What happened?” Danny whispered against Jazz’s chest.

“The Justice League finally stepped up and dealt with it. Locked the portal, took away mom and dad and Vlad, I don’t know what will happen with any of them but it’s not our fault whatever it is. It’s not our responsibility or our problem, I’m going to focus on university and you’re going to focus on keeping yourself and the babies healthy and safe.” She said softly, feeling Danny wince.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the babies, I just didn’t know how too,” Danny said, and Jazz could feel how he tensed, expecting her to be angry with him.

“It’s okay little brother, I understand. That was a lot to process, I’m sure you would have told me soon,” She murmured and he nodded. “Danny, did he… did he rape you?” Jasmine forced herself to ask softly. She didn’t think so, but she just needed to know.

“No, he stole my DNA and tried to clone me. But it didn’t work and Danielle and the other clones were melting. I don’t know how many he tried but I can’t imagine he started in batches of ten. I could only save two, Daniella and one of the boys. It was awful. I don’t know how long they’ll need to stay inside me to fully develop but they can take all the time they need. I can feel them inside me, I can feel their love. I love them too, they’re my babies Jazz, I know I’m young but…”

“You’re going to be a great parent Danny,” Jazz promised softly, giving him a gentle squeeze. “And I’m going to be the best aunt and babysitter you could ask for.”

She didn’t realize he was crying until his laugh came out audibly wet. “I’m sure you will. Thank you Jazz.”

“No problem Danny. What about the Wayne’s, you trust them? You think you’ll be okay here? I’ll going to Gotham U so I’ll be close. I’d like to work at Arkham anyway.”

“Ya, they seem good, I’ll be fine here Jazz. Don’t worry.”

“I’ll always worry about you little brother,” Jazz said softly and Danny laughed again, trying to wipe his face as subtly as he could before he pulled back and finally let go.

Alfred cleared his throat delicately to remind them he was still there, though Jazz was glad he hadn’t interrupted their moment. “Dinner is ready when you are Master Danny, Miss Jazz,” he said with a nod and disappeared back down the hall towards the dining room.

“Well I’m starving, I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast!” Jazz said as she started to steer them both after Alfred.

“I’m pretty much always hungry,” Danny admitted with a chuckle. “The little ones take a lot of energy and I need to replace it somehow I goes,” He said touching his stomach in a way she now realized he’d been doing a lot. How had she missed that?

“Well you eat as much as you need to, and any cravings too. They probably have nutrients you and the baby need. You should see a doctor too. I know you probably went to see Frostbite already but you’re still half human and if they’re cloned from you so are the babies. Ask Bruce about a doctor that you can trust.”

“I will, I promise. You’re right, I really do want the babies to be okay and with what you said about the Justice League doing their job I have a feeling my existence won’t be illegal for much longer.” Walking into the dining room just in time for the family to overhear the last of that conversation.

“Definitely not,” Bruce said firmly. “I know for a fact Martian Manhunter is absolutely furious hearing they did something like this to another sentient species just because they weren’t human.”

“You know Martian Manhunter!?” Danny said with literal stars in his eyes.

“Oh here we go,” Jazz said with fond exasperation.

“Yes?” Bruce said, he hadn’t meant it like a question but he was just surprised, and a little worried, there was no way Danny would be prejudiced right?

“Oh my god can I meet him?! He’s been my favourite hero for ever! He’s from SPACE! I love space! I want to know everything he knows about space, and about Mars! I’ve never been to space! Well I’ve flown to the moon a couple of times but I couldn’t go further and be back in time for school.”

He had started floating off the ground as he enthused about space, with fond exasperation Jazz grabbed the back of Danny’s shirt and tugged him back down into a seat at the dining room table. It was like Peter Pan with the joy lifting him up, and his excitement was both adorable and infectious. It was so good to see him happy.

While he was talking food had been being passed around, and Damian, who was sitting on Danny’s other side from Jazz, had been heaping his plate while the older boy was distracted. It was sweet to see him being… caring to another person, he was even putting some meat on Danny’s plate with an odd stubborn set to his jaw. He almost looked aggressive but that was really just his determined face. Damian had accepted Danny in record time, which was a little surprising but it also made sense, they all knew Damian really loved caring for people, and children, and with Danny carrying babies no doubt Damian was already staking his claim on the role of favoured uncle.

“I’ll see what I can do,” Bruce promised with a little smile. He was sure J’onn would be happy to meet Danny so it wouldn’t actually be hard.

“Thank you!” Danny cheered, only Jazz’s grip on his shirt keeping him from leaping back into the air.

“Eat,” Damian reminded, shoving a fork into Danny’s open hand. “Pennyworth says you were too worried to eat much at lunch and you need the nutrients!”

“Aww thank you ghostling,” Danny cooed, roughling Damian’s hair who scowled and ducked away, but didn’t lash out At All! Huh apparently pregnancy was a shield against Damian’s aggression.

Danny did start to eat though, and to keep him on track the family started talking with each other. It seemed to make him more comfortable, if things were quiet he felt the need to fill the space instead of filling his mouth. It was honestly sort of nice, even Damian shared a bit more than he usually would have about school, and about his art, then started telling Danny in particular about his animals. Danny hadn’t met them yet after all and he needed to know everything! Which ones were friendly, how to appropriately handle any of them, what treats they could have.

The way Danny lit up and started questioning Damian about his animals was honestly a little startling, but it couldn’t be more clear that he was genuinely enthusiastic and Damian was preening. Rarely did he get such an attentive listening ear when talking about his pets, especially since everyone who had been in the family for a while had heard similar rants so many times they’d started to tune them out.

It was a testament to Damian’s self control that he insisted Danny finish his dinner before dragging him away from the table to go show him all the various animals he had collected over the years. Danny laughed as Damian tugged on him and waved back at the family, joking about being kidnapped again (which, worrying) but he didn’t seem to mind.

“It’s good to see someone with such a healthy and well supported obsession,” Jazz said with a little smile, watching after her little brother and Damian rush off. “Oh!” She said, snapping her fingers, “I should explain all that for you! If you’re going to take care of Danny you’ll need a crash course in Ghosts and Liminality. I uhh, I have a powerpoint?” She said, looking embarrassed and hopeful as she pulled a USB out of her pocket.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea, Miss. I’ll set up the projector in the family room,” Alfred said as he whisked the last of the dishes away.

“Oh! Thank you Alfred. Can I help at all?” Jasmine asked, already getting up from the table so she could follow.

“Nonsense, you’re a guest and you had a very long day already. I’ll set it up, and then fix a room for you next Master Danny’s for tonight,” Alfred said briskly, shooing her back into the dining room room with the family.

She looked like she was about to argue but she thought better of it. “Alfred is really the one in charge around here and we all know it,” Dick commented to her with a little smile. “No use arguing with him, and he usually knows best anyway.”

“Well, alright if you say so,” Jazz said with a little smile and tension slowly eased from her shoulders. When was the last time she got to relax? Having to worry about her brother and no one really taking care of the, how long had she been googling “how to stitch up a wound’, ‘how to help a 14 year old with ADHD study’, and various other things to try and care for a boy only two years younger than her.

“So I know you mentioned to Nightwing that you wanted to go to Gotham U? I don’t know how your grades are,” (a lie, they knew she was a genius and her grades were excellent), “But the Wayne family sponsors many scholarships and if you don’t qualify for any of those we would be happy to just pay for your schooling. What would you like to study?” Bruce asked

“I want to study psychology!” Jazz said, lighting up instantly. “That’s what I’ve wanted to study since I was seven. I want to be a psychologist, and I’d like to intern at Arkham. I know it’s a dangerous place, but I’m tougher than I look and I have Danny on speed dial so I’ll be fine.”

Well at least she had thought about the danger, and tougher then she looked meant something because she already looked plenty touch. “Well, I know Arkham can always use good doctors,” Bruce chuckled. “Just try not to become the next Harley Quinn,” He said it like a joke but he did mean it, the last thing Gotham needed was another evil genius.

“Don’t worry, she lacked grounding connections due to her upbringing. I’ll have Danny, and his babies, and I’ll make friends outside of the hospital. As long as nothing happens to Danny I’m sure I’ll be fine, just like as long as nothing happens to me, or the other people he loves, Danny will be fine.”

It sounded like a warning, and it probably was, but they already knew that. Zatana had warned them that Danny could be dangerous. He would need grounding connections, but everyone did, and the Waynes already knew they were going to be family. On their own any of the Bat clan knew they could go off the deep end, a lot of them had even seen the futures with evil versions of themselves but with the other to care for and about, it kept them on the right track… at least mostly.

#damian wayne #danny phantom #dc x dp #fanfiction #dick grayson #bruce wayne #Zatana #cassandra cain #finally getting help au #danny is pregnant au #trans!danny #mama danny #jazz fenton #alfred pennyworth #tw sa mention

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astonmartinii · 9 months

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you and me got a whole lotta history | charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x historian!reader

y/n is a historian and it’s not her fault her bf’s job takes him all around the world…

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location: melbourne 📍

yourusername: so it’s the australian grand prix and i’ve spent the start of the week exploring this old city. one of my stops was the historic old melbourne gaol. this now museum was once a prison that housed some of the most feared criminals in australian history. constructed in 1839, the old melbourne gaol saw 133 hanged for their crimes between 1845 and 1924. it was briefly used during world war two but ceased operation as a prison in 1924 and was renovated to be part of the RMIT university and the museum it is today. a definite must if you’re visiting melbourne !!

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user1: my fave part of the race week is y/n’s museum recommendations tbf

user2: i can vision charles being dragged around this place hating his life

charles_leclerc: the things we do for love

yourusername: you said you enjoyed it :(

charles_leclerc: I DID

user2: oops

yourusername: i’ll leave you at the hotel next time

charles_leclerc: it was scary but i enjoyed it because i was with you

yourusername: okay that’s better

danielricciardo: so my farm isn’t good enough for you

yourusername: noooooo danny i thought we were going after the race?

danielricciardo: oof my bad

user3: petition for there to be a teds notebook but it’s y/n giving us a historical guide to the city the race is in

f1: we’re listening @skysportsf1

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charles_leclerc: tough race in melbourne but a beautiful city regardless

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user4: HE served, we don’t talk about the race

yourusername: i don’t mean to say i told you so but i did say our day trip would be the best part

user5: girl you’re gonna get banned from the ferrari garage

yourusername: they deserve far worse than what i’m saying let’s be real

user5: true

user6: i love how charles didn’t reply ferrari has his ass ON LOCK

carlossainz55: we'll come back stronger

danielricciardo: we can all commiserate at my farm bro

charles_leclerc: your farm better be as good as you're saying now

danielricciardo: nervously awaiting the y/n review

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location: miami 📍

yourusername: though miami may be known for it's partying (it's all about the U), charles and i took our monday to take a stroll around st bernard de clairvaux church, one of miami's hidden gems. the church was originally built in spain all the way back in 1141 to the style of cistercian romanesque architecture for alfonso vii. the monastry's cloister was illegally purchased by american william randolph hearst in 1926 and in order for the church to be transported it was dismantled to 11,000 pieces and sent to the us where it was rebuilt and still stands to this day.

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user7: i'm never gonna be able to afford to go to miami so why did i read this whole thing like i'll visit some day?

yourusername: history is important and interesting, always good to read even if you never visit !!

user8: she's like the older sister i never had

user9: did charles enjoy this one more?

yourusername: "at least i'll get a tan here"

charles_leclerc: i feel like anyone who reads about me in your comments will think i'm an asshole, i have fun every time i just don't understand most of it

yourusername: i know you have fun baby (and i love you for driving us to all of these places)

user10: have you considered our super historic frat house this saturday night?

user11: imagine thinking you have a chance when her literal boyf is CHARLES LECLERC

user10: every goal has a goalkeeper doesn't mean you can't score

charles_leclerc: i will run you over

user12: omg ferrari's pr is quaking

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yourusername: it is my biggest honour to announce my position as a history lecturer here at oxford!! i always dreamed of studying here and to get to pass on my knowledge to those looking to follow in my footsteps is a huge pleasure and responsibility.

p.s. no worries, it is not full time so race week explorations will continue.

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user13: so it was true :(((((( wait i just read the whole post my bad

user14: so i guess i now need to turn my Cs into As if i wanna attend a y/n lecture

charles_leclerc: unbelievably proud of you my love - don't miss me too much

yourusername: you sure i can't persuade you to move to england with me :(

charles_leclerc: i'll be there as much as i can be but monaco is still our home

yourusername: always

landonorris: proud of you smarty pants

yourusername: thank you landito

landonorris: so you'll now root for the brits?

charles_leclerc: over my dead body

yourusername: what charlie said

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charles_leclerc: super happy for another win for the season but we keep pushing for the real prize at the end of the season - thank you for your continued support tifosi and my love y/n who stayed up all the way in oxford ❤️

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user20: i don't wanna jinx it but like the season is going well

user21: too well....

yourusername: winning looks good on you

charles_leclerc: you look better on me

pierregasly: oh god you've been apart for a triple header and now you're being horny on main

yourusername: says mr. doggy emoji

pierregasly: touche

user22: so charles can mathematically win in either austin or brazil FUCK THEM KIDS I NEED Y/N AT THESE RACES

user23: if she's not there for charles wdc i am personally going to have a sleepover on the train tracks

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yourusername: the autodromo jose carlos pace is the crown jewel of the interlagos neighbourhood. the circuit opened 83 years ago and has hosted the f1 since 1972. the circuit was originally meant to be a housing area but due to the 1929 stock market crash the owners decided to construct a racing track instead. interlagos is often a season decider with fernando alonso winning both his 2005 and 2006 titles here, kimi raikkonen winning the 2007 championship here, lewis hamilton won the 2008 championship here, jenson button clinched the 2009 title here and CHARLES LECLERC WON HIS FIRST TITLE HERE IN INTERLAGOS FOR THE 2023 SEASON

on a real note i am so proud of you charles, i have seen the sacrifices you have made and the unbelievable amount of effort you pour into every facet of your racing NO ONE deserves this more than you. i am so grateful to have shared this moment with you, here's to many more xxx

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user26: i am unwell this is so fucking cute

user27: bro this is so fucking crazy

charles_leclerc: couldn't have done it without you, so glad you could be there for me xx

yourusername: always charlie xx

yourstudent: miss y/n you can cancel all of our lectures if charles wins the championship again FORZA FERRARI

charles_leclerc: the people have spoken

user28: insane butterfly effect of the wall street crash to charles leclerc 2023 wdc

user29: they make me believe in love

note: this was super random but popped into my head while at work and i knew i had to write it !! hope you enjoyed xx

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc instagram edit #charles leclerc instagram au #charles leclerc x you

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hoshigray · 3 days

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Request! Geto never had to worry bc reader basically never interacts with guys. That 3we until he saw her hugging her male coworker and now he has to put her in place if ykiwm😋

𝐚. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: oh yikesss, possessive sugu incoming, oof. lmao this is lowkey like the one i did for my kinktober, but what the hell

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: Geto x afab/fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - canon divergence; Geto is a jujutsu tech sorcerer - shibari; rope bondage (cross-chest box tie, frogtie) - sex toys; use of a vibrator - fingering (f! receiving) - clitoral play (swiping and pinching) - pleasure denial - mild possessive behavior - pet names (angel, baby, pretty girl, my love, sweetie) - cameo: Gojo - mention of drool/saliva.

⊹ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

“Hahhh…ahhaa, Sug’ruu, I can’t…Mmm!”

“Aww, are you feeling well, my love? You look awful.”

And whose fault would that be?

Geto removes his jacket to put aside one of the chairs of the many desks. He stretches his sides and cracks his neck, releasing a massive sigh after a long inhale. He’s now relaxed that he’s back in his classroom.

However, he isn’t the only one here. Someone he knows is here with him — waiting for him to return. And Geto’s lips curl into a smile once he looks down to see someone on the cold wooden floor.

You were in nude form, clothes sprawled to the side of you. A long red rope contorts around your body, binding your arms behind your back with your wrists tied together. Your thighs and ankles were restricted together; the red ropes tied the leg together to that of a frog-like position. And a red blindfold covers your line of sight. You were whining and writhing in this bounded position. Why?

Geto slowly walks around you to take in the view, noticing that the vibrators he placed on your body were still where he had left it. Your nipples had a vibrator taped on to each, and the buzzing noises made Geto’s skin crawl. There was another set of bullet vibrators buzzing down south. Three white wires are connected to a remote lying on the floor, and they seem to be stuffed inside the wet entrance of your chasm. So, five vibrators are teasing your body all at once. What a hell.

He comes down to your level, bringing you up with a hand to lie on his propped knee, and your breathing so low and hushed. “How are you feeling, angel?” He lifts the blindfold to have you peek at him, noticing your eyes are puffy and wet. Poor thing was crying for him.

“Sugu…” You called him by his nickname, a tool in hopes of getting on his good side. “Can you…please…”

Dark eyebrows raise, “Please what, pretty girl?” He shields your eyes again and slithers his hand down from your chin to your neck, and he loves how your breathing lessens when he approaches your breasts. He pulls off one taped vibrator to free the bud. For a moment before he blows on it, “What do you want from me?”

“Can I—Ohh!” His tongue flicks your nipple; it’s so sensitive and sore! “Can I please…cum…?”

“Ahh, what a dirty girl,” Geto chuckles to you as he kisses your mound, his hand now traveling further down to the three wires on the floor. He gently pulls one, a loud noise of one vibrator bumping into another. “You were doing so well being patient for me. I have one more meeting, baby; why can’t you wait after that?”

Your breathing gets shaky, leaning towards his frame to get through. “Because...Mmmm, I want you to make me feel—Ohh…! Good...”

“Is that right?” More laps around your nipple before he sucks it in. “You want me to make you feel good? Not Satoru?” You gulped at the mention of the other’s name, feeling Geto’s intense, indigo gaze on your face.

In all honesty, Geto admits he can be a jealous man — especially regarding you, his sweet angel. The reason why you’re in this situation is because your partner saw you hug another man yesterday. Satoru Gojo, the dark-haired man’s best friend of all people! Granted, it was because you were only giving a gift of sweets to the tall sorcerer because he came back from a terrible, dangerous mission with Geto. And the white-haired fool, oblivious to personal space as always, brought you in for a hug as he thanked you for the bag of sweets you handed him.

Putting his hands on you did make Geto unpleasant, yet this was Gojo we were talking about; the guy acts like personal boundaries don’t apply to him. However, what did upset the man more was you reciprocating the embrace with a cheerful smile — a smile only Geto was to bear witness to. It twinged his heart – cliche, but it did. You toyed with his feelings, and he had to correct you for such behavior.

The man increases the intensity of the vibrators inside your cunt, and your body jerks unexpectedly. He then slides a finger inside your vagina to play around your walls with the toys, and you have to remind yourself not to scream as his fingertips scrape the velvet texture. “You hurt my feelings, sweetie,” he listens to your whimpers get higher and higher as he increases the speed of his finger. “You know I’m not one for sharing — especially with Satoru.”

“Hahhh, Sugu’uuu, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—“ You press your lips together to suppress a moan once Geto takes your nipple back into his mouth, pushing the nub to the roof of his mouth and skimming it with his teeth. A sharp gasp escapes your frame at the addition of another finger inside you, and more tears well up from how much stimulation is happening. “Nmoohh, please, I won’t do it again…”

“You promise?” He whispers into your ear, slowly removing his fingers to increase the intensity of the vibrators inside you. Those same fingers now go to your clit where he swipes in slow circles, and you nearly choke on your spit. “Tell me, who’s my favorite girl?”

“Mee! I’m y’re favorite…!” Despite the ropes tightening around your ankles and thighs, your lower half still jolts to his touch on your delicate pearl, trying to sway your hips to move with the friction.

“And who’s your only favorite man in this world?”

“You, Sugu!” Oh, the way you desperately said his nickname was so pathetic to hear — so sweet. He couldn’t stop the sneer from flourishing on his face. “You’re my favorite—Mmmph! Always…”

Good girl. “You wanna come so bad, baby?” His thumb and forefinger rub against your clitoris, evoking cute squeaks to fly out your drooling mouth. You nod hastily; that’s not what he wanted, so he pinches your clit. “Words, pretty girl, words.”

“Yessh, please let me cum, my love…!” Now that’s what he wanted to hear, being all cute and pitiful for him to grant you what you’re craving. And you can feel it coming, your nerves heightened with the climb of your orgasm.

But then, you sense his fingers gone from your clit, the cold air occupying their absence. Instead, he puts the vibrator that once teased your nipple back and rests your figure onto the cold wooden floor once more. Your brows screw together with quivered lips, “No, pleaseee! Don’t leave me again!” You whined.

Too late, he was adorning his jacket and heading out for the sliding door of the classroom. “I’m sorry, angel, but I gotta get to this meeting first. Don’t make too much noise while I’m gone, okay?” God, you pulled his heart the way you helplessly laid there. “Don’t give me that look, my love. I’ll be right back when it’s done.” He steps outside and closes the door behind him, swiftly locking it while checking for his surroundings.

And it was a good thing he did, too. Because right around the corner came his best friend, Gojo, the blindfolded sorcerer, retrieving the raven-headed other. “Yo, there ya are, Suguru! The meeting’s about to start; don’t slack off before Yaga comes for our heads.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” he walks alongside his companion, heading to the other side of the hall.

“Hmm, by the way, where’s Y/n?” The white-haired man inquires while scratching his ear. “I haven’t seen them since this morning.”

Geto hums to the question, the shrug of his shoulders to seal the deal. “They felt sick all of a sudden, went to go see Shoko to check.”

The taller sorcerer tilts his head with a scoff. “Who said you were a good liar?”

“You’re one to talk.”

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charliemwrites · 3 months

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Part 3 for mean!Simon

CW for consensual dom/sub between Simon and Johnny; dubcon interactions with reader and Johnny. Simon is a dick per usual.

When Johnny comes home, the first thing Simon does is set him back to rights. He's been gone a bit, long enough to need a refresher on how things are done. Just in case he's gotten some silly ideas about who calls the shots.

So once he's through the door, squeezed a little "oof" out of you, and stuck his tongue down your throat, Simon hauls him off for a "reintroduction."

Simon gets him off fully-clothed, whining and panting on his boot, before he's satisfied that Johnny's not forgotten any of his manners. He's rewarded by getting to suck Simon's cock unguided for a little while, drooling and moaning and choking himself to tears. It makes such a pretty sight, Simon is almost tempted to save his discipline for another time.

Almost.

"Up."

Johnny's flushed face twists with dismay, but he drags himself away.

"What have I always told you about your toys, hm?"

Cock-drunk, it takes Johnny a moment to understand the question and develop an answer.

"Tha' I hafta earn 'em," Johnny answers, voice ruined.

Simon hums, carding his fingers through Johnny's sweat-soaked hair.

"And to keep 'em?" Simon prompts.

"Take care of 'em."

Such a smart, well-trained boy... mostly.

He yelps as Simon twists his fingers into his mohawk and wrenches his head back, exposing the vulnerable line of his bobbing throat.

"Then you want to explain what the fuck you've been doing with that pretty pussy I got you?"

Johnny's blinks, sputters. But it's obvious he doesn't understand what Simon means or why he's in trouble. Simon sighs in disappointment, knowing that'll just upset Johnny more.

"'S my fault, I s'pose. Thought you were ready." He shakes his head, eases his grip on Johnny's hair. "Thought you knew how to take care of such a nice toy."

He remembers the unmarked skin of your plush thighs, your round ass. Tsks and shakes his head, watching Johnny paw wordlessly, pleadingly, at his pants.

"M'sorry, sir," Johnny whimpers, puffy bottom lip wobbling. "M'sorry, I'll do better."

"Fuckin' right you will," Simon growls, curling a hand around his vulnerable throat. "Because you're not getting her back 'til I've taught you better. Understand?"

Johnny only just bites back a whine. But he sees the way Simon's eyes narrow and quickly nods, leaning into the hand on his throat, body going lax in submission.

"Yessir," he slurs. "Understood."

Simon strokes his thumb over Johnny's pulse, rumbling with approval. "Atta boy. Your first lesson: if you don't mark something as yours, it's free for the taking."

He hauls Johnny up and throws him face down on the bed.

"Let's begin."

By the time he's done with Johnny, the sun has gone down and the house smells like food.

It seems you haven't been idle while they've been preoccupied. Dinner is simmering on the stove and you're just finished turning the dishwasher over.

You turn as Johnny enters the kitchen, expression carefully neutral when you notice the slight limp in his step and the new, dark marks on his neck. He comes right up to you, slinging his arms around your waist and burrowing into your hair.

"Missed you, bonnie," he sighs. "Didnae say so earlier in all the excitement."

From the doorway, Simon watches you blink and carefully circle your arms around him in return. But your body stays rigid, slanted ever so slightly away. Would maybe even be leaning back if not for the counter against your spine.

"It's alright, I um... I got it from the kiss," you assure, patting his shoulder.

He nuzzles in a bit and you seem curious, confused. "Everything okay, Johnny?"

"Aye, jus'... LT says I cannae play with you for a while."

Your eyes dart to Simon, going big and nervous when you realize he's observing.

"Ah. W-well... uh, we can worry about that later, right?" you soothe, gently pulling away to look him in the eyes. He's bit sniffly still, even though Simon made sure he was good after "lesson." You just seem to comfort him like a favored stuffy. "Let's get a proper meal in you for now."

Johnny nods, clutching onto yours hand as you lead him around the kitchen. Collecting serving bowls, spoons, ladling out stew in generous portions - at least for two of the servings - all with one free hand.

Johnny is quiet, drowsy. You keep glancing at him, but he only sways into you whenever you stop moving, rubbing his cheek against yours.

"Havnae been takin' care of you right," he mumbles as you're reaching for tumblers from the cabinet. "LT is gonnae teach me better, though."

You freeze, blood draining from your pretty face. Your eyes flick fearfully to Simon, right where you last saw him. He doesn't so much as twitch, staring you down until you visibly swallow and turn away. There's a little tremble to your hand now as you finish getting the glasses.

"That should be... interesting," you manage. "Ready to eat?"

"Aye, m'hungry. Missed your cooking."

You muster up a shaky smile and gently hand him a bowl of stew.

"That's good to hear, Johnny. C'mon, before it gets cold."

You send him off to the dining table. In his absence, you draw in a deep breath. Then pour Simon a glass of bourbon, taking both it, and his bowl of stew to his customary spot at the head of the dinner table.

He stalks from his place in the kitchen doorway, purposefully crossing you at the corner so that you're forced to flatten yourself against the wall and sidestep. While he seats himself, he hears you getting yourself a water, collecting your own bowl.

When you return, you try to sit next to Johnny as usual, who's sat at Simon's right. This way, he acts as a buffer between you two. But Simon clicks his tongue and you pause, turning to him with a curious blink.

"Over here." He gestures to his left side, putting you across from Johnny.

"Oh... um, okay."

You shuffle around to the other side, still shaky as you set your bowl down and take a seat. Simon watches you for a long moment as you studiously avoid his gaze, eyes on your water glass.

"This is your spot from now on. Understood?" he asks.

You tilt your head enough to make it obvious you're answering him. "Yes, sir."

"Look at me when you answer," he corrects.

You twitch a bit, shift uncomfortably as you force your eyes to look at his chest.

"Yes, sir," you repeat, soft and conciliatory."

"Atta girl," he gruffs. "Now fuckin' eat, the both of you."

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[CYMX-461] "My Roommates And I Were Playing Monopoly And Suddenly, One Of Them Lets Me Fuck Her Ass To Pay The Rent! Will My Other Roommate Be Okay With Us Fucking Right In Front Of Her?"

LOOΠΔ/ARTMS/ODD EYE CIRCLE Choerry x LOOΠΔ/ARTMS/ODD EYE CIRCLE Jinsoul x Male Reader

Word Count: 5424 words

Categories: smut, anal, masturbation, oral, more anal, threesome, squirting (?), just pure anal, commission

Commission Details: a big-sized of mint choco ice cream (2k-4k words)

Trigger Warning: mentions of alcohol

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"Come ooooon, oppa! It'll be quick, I promise!" Yerim said while dragging you to the photo booth.

"With this much stuff?" you said while holding up three plastic bags containing food and drinks for dinner tonight.

"Don't worry about it! Just a few pictures and then we'll be on our way home alright? Please, oppa? Pretty pleeeeease?" Yerim insisted, showing her puppy eyes while holding onto your right arm.

Goodness, she's so cute!

You sighed. "Last stop, then we're heading home."

Yerim squealed with delight. You both then entered the photo booth, her hands dragging you along by your arm. Yerim's impatience caught up with you before you could even put the plastic bags down. She quickly inserted some coins into the machine and pressed the shutter button.

"Get ready to take your photo!"

"Woah hold on—"

"Say cheese!"

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Yerim's heartful laughter resonated across the quiet street. It's been about ten minutes and still, she couldn't stop busting a gut over your face in the pictures you both took earlier at the photo booth.

"Are you done Yerim?" you asked, blatantly annoyed by her playfulness.

The dark brown-haired girl who was holding her belly began to calm down, before bursting out in another series of giggles once again.

"Sorry, sorry, I just can't get over how funny you looked in these photos oppa!" Yerim reminded you of the photos you both took just a little while ago.

They turned out great in her eyes, but not in yours. Yerim had different expressions and poses, while you looked silly in a few photos due to the sudden rush. One picture that cracks Yerim up was where you were just a blurry thing behind her.

"Well, if someone cared to wait for a little bit, then the pictures would turn out good!" you exclaimed.

"Hehehe, sorry oppa! I just wanted to make it quick. Besides, Jinsol unnie's probably waiting for us at home."

You looked at your wristwatch. "Oof, yeah, it's already ten. Let's hurry then, we don't want the tiger to show its fangs again!"

Yerim giggled. "That was unnie's fault! She didn't tell me about waking her up for class yesterday! You see, I-"

As Yerim continued defending herself about what happened the morning before, you both eventually arrived at your shared apartment after a few turns. Inside the apartment, Yerim then cheekily hopped on each staircase, leading up to the third floor. You tried catching up to her, but you're not taking the risk of potentially dropping the dinner for tonight — it was all on you as well.

The doorbell rang a couple of times, startling Jinsol who was watching a variety show on the TV. After clumsily falling off the couch because of the shock, Jinsol rushed towards the door to open it.

"Unnie!" Yerim shrieked out like she hadn't seen Jinsol for days.

“Jeez, you're so loud! You were only out for two hours!”

“And that’s enough for me to miss you!" Yerim instantly hugged Jinsol who had a mix of concerned and disgusted looks on her face.

"Bro, that's cringe," Jinsol answered, but quickly returned the hug.

You went inside the apartment quietly, unnoticed by the two lovebirds. You gave a low sigh after seeing the mess in the living room caused by the woman who was still stuck in Yerim's embrace. Jinsol loves building and playing around with Gundam figurines, but you're not a big fan of how many of the small parts are scattered around the house after she's done with them. Even after you have countlessly stepped onto them and screamed out in pain, you never really complained about it to Jinsol since you knew that she wouldn't listen.

That is the truth of living in this apartment with these two — Choi Yerim and Jung Jinsol. One is an enthusiastic and extremely extroverted girl with no shame, and another one is a quiet, dorky, and yet chaotic girl who was possibly a man in her past life. At the very least, your apartment doesn't feel too quiet with these two hanging around.

After cleaning a bit of Jinsol's work on the table, you put down the plastic bags and got out the four boxes of food, three canned beer, and a box of two strawberry cake slices.

"Stop getting onto my back, you're heavy!" Jinsol exclaimed.

Yerim whined, "Ah, you're so mean unnie!"

Both of them made their way to the living room with Yerim clinging onto Jinsol like glue, hugging her by the waist. Once you opened a box with tteokbokki inside, the smell disseminated into the air, making everyone in the living room drool. Jinsol didn’t waste anymore time as she jumped over the couch and sat down on the floor. Yerim joined in soon after, sitting beside Jinsol and grabbed a drink.

“Sheeeesh, this is a lot!” Jinsol exclaimed. “Can we even finish this? And cakes? Seriously?”

“What’s wrong with them, unnie?” Yerim asked. “I’ve been craving a cake for days! They’re also perfect for desserts!”

“Well, you better finish it! The fridge is already full from your yogurts and jellies. Can’t even store that beef tripe that I got from my mom yesterday.” Jinsol complained.

“You could just have a few to make more space, I don't mind! I can buy more!”

“I could, if the yogurts weren’t coconut flavor-”

You stopped the argument by letting Jinsol smell the box that you held in front of her face, the smell that she knew all too well — chicken feet. “Will this shut you up?”

Jinsol gasped and grabbed the box off of your hand. “For me?! You actually got it?!”

“As a thank you for helping me with my thesis the other day.”

"Bro, I said it was nothing, really. Thanks anyways!"

As everybody has their own set of meals, the three of you — mainly Yerim and Jinsol, enjoy the late dinner. It doesn't hurt to treat them once in a while, so you feel just as happy as they are. Not to mention, it's been a while too since all of you spent some time together in the house. Balancing work and study is already hard enough, and as cold as you were, you definitely don't want to add social life to the list.

"Oh yeah, can I borrow your notes from account class oppa? I forgot to jot down a few things." Yerim said in a muffled voice — her mouth was filled with food inside.

"Later, I haven't finished filtering it."

Jinsol looked confused. "The fuck? You filter your notes?" she asked, emphasizing the word 'filter' with her fingers.

"It means making the notes more readable for me."

"Mhm, that's why I like borrowing his notes! It's soooo much easier to read than Professor Haseul's slides!" Yerim butted in the conversation, her mouth still full with food.

"Wow, dude. I really gotta learn some stuff from you. Can I have a bit of yours?" Jinsol points to your food with her chopsticks.

"Help yourself, noona. I already ate a bit before this." Jinsol already took half of your kimbap before you even finished talking.

"With a certain… professor perhaps?" Yerim teased you and took a sip of her drink, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hey, I thought we were done with that!" you groaned.

"Doesn't help when you're the only male student that has ever been asked out by the hot and gorgeous Ms. Saerom herself!"

Jinsol was baffled once again with Yerim's statement, clearly showing her boomer attitude. She then asked, "How come that I don't know about this?"

"What the— you didn't know unnie?! It was hot shit in our class! It's like this…" Yerim then continued to ramble all about the embarrassing incident you had with the aforementioned professor with Jinsol who was weirdly interested.

Please, just end me now.

An hour has passed. Your ears were traumatized with Yerim's story and Jinsol laughter. What an eventful dinner, you thought to yourself. The three of you were finishing up on your dinner, mainly Yerim having to finish her cakes.

"Ooh ooh, do you both have anything to do after this?" Yerim excitedly asked.

You and Jinsol looked at each other before answering, "No, not really. Jinx!"

Yerim's eyes brightened up. "How about we do something together tonight? It's been a while you know!"

"What do you have in mind?" you asked.

Yerim thought to herself for a while, before her ears perked. She then quickly ran to her room.

"I still can't believe you rejected Ms. Saerom." Jinsol said, giggling quietly right after. You just shook your head in response.

Not long after, Yerim jumped out of her room and hopped towards the living room with a box in hand. "How about a game… of Monopoly?!"

You and Jinsol stared blankly at the box that Yerim held up in the air.

"I've got notes to filter." you said, and at the same time, Jinsol answered, "I gotta clean the toilet."

"Hey! You guys are no fun!" Yerim pouted, making both of you laugh out loud. "Come on now, both of you! Do you guys wanna play or not?"

You patted on the floor, signaling Yerim to sit down. "Alright alright, let's play. Sorry about that."

Yerim smiled and sat down beside you. You cleaned up the table, threw away all the food packages and cans while Yerim and Jinsol prepared the board game. Once you got back to the living room, Yerim and Jinsol were already counting the game's money.

"Oppa, which one do you want?" Yerim asked you to choose between the five tokens. With no thought in mind, you just picked one that resembles a hat. Jinsol then gave you the money for the game.

"Let's do rock paper scissors to decide our turn!" Yerim suggested.

"No no no, let's go by age." Jinsol declined Yerim's suggestion, in which she replied back with a head shake.

"Not fair, because you get to go first!"

"It doesn't change how the game plays!"

"The first player usually has a higher advantage to win!"

"And the first few Monopoly players went by age to play!"

"So then what? I'm not falling for your tricks again, unnie!" Before Yerim could press Jinsol further, your expression caught her eyes. The "I'm so done" expression on your face said it all — it's the girl's battleground and you have no right to speak. She immediately ended the argument as she doesn't want you to feel left out. "Y-You know what, oppa, you go first."

"Eh? So suddenly?" Yerim nods her head.

"Well, if you say so. I'm still gonna win though!" Jinsol surrendered as well. A bit odd this time since it usually ended up with either one of them winning, but you couldn't care any less. You started off the game as Yerim gave you the two dices, and it marked the starting point to an endless night.

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Yerim was sweating. Not because it was hot, and not because of the beer she drank. It's because of her current situation. Two hours have passed, and her roommate has been on the road to taking the win for the game. Almost all the entire property on the board was owned by him, and it is clearly shown by how much money he has on hand.

"It's your turn noona." he said after buying a hotel on one of his properties.

"Man, this sucks." Jinsol whined and rolled the dice. Both of the dice showed a three — she landed on her own property! A silent "Yes!" was heard from her lips before she made her move on the board.

"That won't last for long." he teased Jinsol who just gave a sigh out of relief.

"You mean my luck? The one that won't last that long is your money! Your turn Yerim!" Jinsol fought back and took a sip of her can of beer, her words are as striking as an anime protagonist.

Throughout all of this, Yerim was lost in thought. Two things were running around her mind — her game and her crush. On the board, she was at the worst place, where any move she made was guaranteed to land on his property. Unless she rolls an exact number of 11 on the dice, she would have to pull a Chance Card. Her money was also running out, so if she got unlucky, the only option for her was to declare bankruptcy and lose, or plan B.

"Yah, what's taking you so long?" Jinsol snapped Yerim out of her trance. She was shaking up the dice inside her hands for almost a minute.

"Oh, sorry! H-Here goes nothing!" Yerim released the dice and it rolled to a number of five—

Come on, come on, come onnnn!

—and a four, totalling up for a nine.

Yerim was stunned. Amidst the laughter from Jinsol, she needed to think and act quickly. Is she about to lose to this board game that gives her no benefit, or take a chance that she'll probably regret in a long time if it goes wrong?

Fuck it, it's plan B!

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"Come on Yerimie, make your move~" you teased Yerim. Finally, this game is gonna end soon. I really need to sleep.

You noticed that Yerim's eyes were calm and her lips had a bittersweet smile — an expression that you knew very well. You and Jinsol call it the "I accept my fate" look and because of its rarity, you were a bit weirded out by her behavior. Especially that she had a bit of alcohol too. Typically at this point, she would whine about going to lose.

Yerim moved her token while counting down, "One, two, three, four,-" she stopped for a while, and continued, "-five, six, seven, eight, and nine."

"Well, well, well, looks like it's gonna be between the two of us now, noon—"

"Hold on!" Yerim cuts you off, the loudness of it shocked Jinsol.

"Ow, my goddamn ear— you've lost Yerim! What else can you do?" Jinsol groaned.

"There's… something that I can do."

"Like what, taking a loan—" Jinsol's eyes widened at the scene unfolding in front of her.

Without any hesitation, Yerim placed a hand on your shoulder, got closer to your face and connected both of your lips together. Jinsol's "Ehh?!'' was useless to Yerim's ear as she deepened the kiss. Meanwhile, you just eased into the kiss, instead of freaking out. Possibly because the beer has seeped into your brain, immobilizing you from denying her sudden action.

"Fuck my ass."

“Wha—“

The simple kiss then elevated to a make out, with Yerim acting as the guide to both of your tongues, twirling against one another. Your consciousness returns after a few seconds, realizing the state that you were in. As Yerim was pulling you in by the waist, sliding her hands under your shirt and feeling your body with her fingers, you begin to resist the fall into temptation— she's your roommate for heaven's sake!

Curse you, alcohol!

Yerim noticed how you were flinching around, obviously denying her actions. Putting a halt to the slightly forced make out, she smirked and whispered softly into your ear, "Don't worry oppa, I'm not drunk. I just wanna pay my rent."

"B-But Yerim, don't you think we should uhh…" Look beside you, and Jinsol was still there, with an annoyi— Wait, she's smiling?

"Don't mind me, just go on ahead." Jinsol said while getting up. "Don't go too rough on my Yerim, you hear me?" You nod slightly in response.

Jinsol then quickly made her way to the toilet, leaving both you and Yerim alone in the living room with your mouths open.

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Jinsol closed the toilet door behind her and leaned against it. She bit her lips desperately — it has been a while since she'd seen a view so hot, especially when it's her two hot roommates.

Jinsol once mentioned that she doesn't like both of her roommates in a romantic manner. In fact, she has taken an interest in someone else and made a lot of progress with them. However, when it comes to her sexual desires, no one truly knows how much Jinsol craves to get a good fucking, and she's not really picky about the details.

Fuck, how she just pulled him into it is so hot! Where did Yerim learn how to do that?

Jinsol lets her intrusive thoughts win as her hands slipped under her shorts and underwear, reaching towards her already warm pussy. A gulp down her throat, and she was half naked in an instant.

This is so wrong. What if they found out that I'm touching myself to them fucking?

Her denial was thrown out of the window as Jinsol's ear caught Yerim's low moans, letting her imagination run wild. It can't be helped that she has seen both her roommates in only their underwear once, so she only has to fill in the missing details. Hesitation was evident in her eyes but as Yerim’s moans become more vocal, it breaks her out of the shell of anxiety.

A quick one wouldn't hurt.

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"I'm paying with my ass, oppa. Fuck my ass until you're satisfied."

Once the toilet door was heard closing, you both wasted no time making out once again. Being the fuel of this fire, Yerim tugged onto your shirt and moved herself to sit on your lap. You didn't back down however, as lust has taken over you, by grabbing her plump ass. The shorts that she's wearing were tantalizing at best. Her milky thighs were wrapped around your waist, evidently driving you nuts with a tent already forming in your pants.

"I've been waiting for this moment, oppa. You don't know how many times I've touched myself to you." Yerim words sent shivers down your spine, and more of it came right after as she pressed her lower body onto yours, letting you feel the warmth of her core. It seemed that Yerim did her research properly beforehand as she got out a small bottle of lube from the pocket of her shorts and placed it aside.

"Holy fuck, Yerim." Your head fell onto Yerim's right shoulder, enjoying the constant dopamine. You guide her hips by her ass, creating delicious frictions on each other's crotch. Whimpers and moans filled the room quickly, body temperatures were rising rapidly, and your undergarments were getting wet.

Yerim bit her lips, and with it came her anticipation. “Mmm, I knew that you were big after all oppa.”

Your hands did a quick work of taking away Yerim's shorts. Her moans grew louder as you were now free to fondle her bare ass. Your fingers slipped under her thin panties and were met with heat and slick, which further enthralled Yerim. The tip of your middle finger trailed down in between her ass and grazed over her pussy.

"Mmfh, that's it oppa! Touch me more!"

While Yerim undid your pants and underwear, you rubbed her vagina in circles, making sure she stayed wet and warm. Your cock plopped out, and throbbed with each sway of Yerim's hips. She then squeezed some lube on her hands and spread it all along your length to prepare you. Yerim begged and whimpered for you to put it in her ass as soon as you guided the tip of your cock so she could feel you fully.

“Please oppa, put that big fucking cock inside me! Please please please please ple— Ngh!" Yerim yelped as you smacked her butt hard.

"Shut up."

You rubbed your cock on her dripping pussy for a while, making sure that it was fully lubed up before penetrating the tight hole. Only the tip was inside her, but it gave such an intense reaction that both of your bodies jerked. Your hips lifted itself upwards slowly, and with it came a loud groan and your shaft getting deeper into Yerim.

When you successfully conquered her asshole’s resistance, Yerim wailed, immediately pulling you in for a hug with her face buried into the crook of your neck. Worriness seeped in as you felt a sudden wetness on your neck and Yerim breathing in and out profusely.

"You okay?"

“Sorry… this is… my first time.” Yerim said in between breaths.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Uhh, okay, I’ll pull out—”

Yerim suddenly sank her hips deeper into you, making you both moan and jerk once again. “Oppa, please… I’m okay. I like it.” She bit her lips again, her body reacting to each throb of you inside her, before reassuring you, “I’m yours for the— mmh! For the night. Treat me however you— fuuuuck~! Treat me however you want, please!”

Though you were hesitant, your body said the exact opposite as your hips began thrusting upwards. Both of your hands were on Yerim's sinful waist to guide the rhythm of your thrusts. There's too much for you to focus on — Yerim's lustful sounds, the tightness of her asshole, the delicious jiggles of her thighs, the alluring scent of her soothing fragrance, the way her frame perfectly fits with yours — it was all too perfect.

"Oh, fuck, Yerim-ah, Yerim-ah!"

"Ahhh, oppa! You like my ass oppa? You like fucking this tight little hole?"

Never have you nodded so quickly to a statement so true. The pressure that has been boiling up inside you was too much for you to handle already. But it looks like your playmate is already close to her peak, given by the mix of extreme pleasure that you're giving her.

Her body began trembling violently, followed by some incoherent curse words from her mouth and the spreading wetness on both of your crotches. Not caring how she is still induced in her orgasm, you pulled Yerim closer to your embrace as you chased your own as well. Enhanced by the feeling of her ample breasts covered by only her shirt on your chest, it was easier said than done.

"Fuck! Fuck! Yerim-ah! Yerim-ah!"

Yerim gained a sense of herself and screamed,"Yes! Yes! Cum inside me! Drain your balls inside this fucking ass oppa!"

The thrusting stopped after a while. One last scream of Yerim's name triggers the first burst of semen inside her. The second one fired deep inside her and it went along with her own orgasm once again. When the third and final shot was done, your cum seeped out of the tight hole, showing you how much you have filled your renter.

As your cock softened and freed itself, both of your bodies fell to the ground, drained by how intense you were. Together panting heavily and catching your breath, you both giggled after finally waking up to the euphoric high.

"Sooo, did I pay my rent oppa?" Yerim asked with an endearing smile.

You chuckled, swooning on the inside because of how cute she is, even in a messy state. "Yes, yes you did."

"Hehe, great! Oh yeah, Jinsol unnie is still in the toil— " Yerim was then interrupted by a loud scream coming from the bathroom.

You both got up quickly and looked at each other, confused by the sudden noise. Upon closer inspection with your ears, the scream turned itself into a desperate moan.

A devious smirk was painted on Yerim's face. "Oppa, you're thinking what I'm thinking?"

You nodded. Yerim stood up and handed out her hand to help you get up on your foot. Now in front of the door to the toilet, Yerim slowly opened it a little until a view was clear to her eyes.

"Ahh, fuck! Oh my god! I'm 'bout to cum! Ahh!"

Sitting inside the spacious bathtub was none other than Jinsol — bottomless, moaning away without a care to the world and furiously fingering herself to climax. Her eyes were closed as well, so it gave you and Yerim the advantage to sneak inside without her noticing. The mischievous girl then carefully stepped inside the bathtub and sat on the other end. Simultaneously, you were getting hard again by the sight of Jinsol masturbating and Yerim taking off her clothes.

Yerim began drawing near towards the opposite end, fully naked and ready to surprise her horny unnie. She bit her lips and grabbed onto Jinsol’s hand, “Aww, poor Jinsol unnie, touching herself alone in the washroom.”

Jinsol’s eyes were wide open in an instant. Her face flushed with embarrassment, froze upon seeing Yerim in front of her and you who was casually stroking your cock. “Y-Yerim?! It’s not what it looks lik—”

Yerim shuts Jinsol up with a forceful deep kiss. The forced one was resisting at first, but eventually fell into this trap of temptation laid down by Yerim. As they got up on their knees, Yerim removed Jinsol’s top, revealing her slim yet toned figure. Your excess cum from earlier begins collecting itself on your tip as you witness the two girls desperately touching each other while locking their lips together.

A gulp down your throat and soon enough, you took off your own shirt and left it on the tile floor. Yerim noticed how entranced you were and suddenly thought of an idea to spark things up. “Don’t just stand there, oppa. Join us."

It needed only two steps for you to be right in front of your two roommates, your cock flaunting itself hard and proud, close to Jinsol’s face. After exchanging a few more kisses, Yerim switched her focus towards you by stroking you gently, making Jinsol watch in awe as you throbbed under her touch. She then brought the tip close to Jinsol’s lips, letting your cum stain them.

“Go on, noona. Seems like he’s begging for you to suck it.” Yerim took the words right out of your mouth.

Before you know it, Jinsol’s tongue swirled around your shaft, gathering the sweet nectar flowing out of your slit. You threw your head back as she then engulfed your cockhead, sucking on it to taste more. At the same time, Yerim continued her gentle handjob and started to fondle your balls as well, stimulating it once again close to orgasm.

“Deeper, unnie. Yes, that’s it.” Yerim praised and patted Jinsol on the head.

You can feel Jinsol getting further down as her tongue slides against the underside of your cock, until the tip of it reaches your balls. Both of you moan audibly with both desires finally being fulfilled. You summarized that Jinsol definitely had some experience, judging by how steady and rhythmic her blowjob is. Her cheeks then hollowed, giving your cock a powerful vacuum suck.

After a few more bobs, Jinsol took her time to breathe and jerked you off. Yerim also gave some support to Jinsol’s handiwork by spitting some saliva onto your shaft, letting it spread all over. She gave quick licks on your slit and beamed over the taste of you. Meanwhile, on your side, your eyes were just glued to the two working for your pleasure. To this day, you never even foresaw this sight to ever happen in real life.

Jinsol then spoke out of the blue. “Get inside. I.. I need you.”

So fucking needy.

At last, the bathtub was filled as you positioned yourself behind Jinsol, making sure your shaft was almost in between her thighs. Jinsol moaned into Yerim’s mouth as you fondled her cute tits and tweaked her erect nipples.

“You’re so cute, noona. Whimper for us more.” you whispered into her ear and planted a few kisses on her shoulders.

Jinsol was pinned by the two of you playing around with her body, diffusing pheromones all over. Her hips squirmed as Yerim picked up where she left off earlier, teasing her wet pussy and you rubbing your tip on her asshole.

"Put it inside, oppa. Unnie must be dying to feel you."

With Yerim's guidance, you break Jinsol even more, entering her back door. Thankfully, the lube on your cock hasn't dried up too much, so it wasn't really painful, given by how tight Jinsol was. She was on par with Yerim in terms of tightness, but hers felt more warmer.

"Ahh! Yerim, he's so big!" Jinsol exclaimed, holding onto Yerim in desperation. She basically melted in Yerim's arms when you began thrusting from tip to hilt, which made Yerim smile. She loved seeing her unnie in full ecstasy as it turned her on a lot.

"Take it all in unnie. Don't resist." Yerim whispered into Jinsol's ear. She then grabbed the back of Jinsol's head and slowly guided it down her crotch while she laid down on the bathtub. Jinsol knew immediately what to do after seeing Yerim's glistening pussy.

A few licks in, and Yerim began squirming already. Her sensitivity heightened by the clear sight in front of her — her two older roommates having sex. Jinsol moved on to finger Yerim after having a taste of her core to release her expression being fucked.

"Fuck fuck fuck, harder!"

You obliged, increasing the pace of your thrusts into Jinsol. Her body wobbles deliciously when your crotch hits hers, signifying how hard you're messing her up. It gets even more intense when you're witnessing the two pretty girls making out and pleasuring one another right in front of you.

The three of you were full of sweat, exhaustion finally seeped into your bodies. A game night that turned into a wild sex night surely wasn't in your agenda, but you were glad now that it was.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh, fuuuuuck!!!!"

Jinsol let out a loud scream, her back arched and her legs trembled violently. The oldest one in the room orgasms before the two of you could even reach your own, given by how she's receiving double the pleasure. Her slick leaked out of her empty pussy, staining your crotch and Yerim's midriff.

Not long after, the knot inside your stomach grew tighter, your balls pressuring itself to release the tension. You then release yourself from Jinsol's confines and stroke yourself into your climax. A loud groan left your mouth, and alongside it came spurts after spurts of your semen. Two shots landed onto Jinsol's ass, while the last three covered Yerim's vagina.

Yerim was the only one who had yet to reach her own peak. As the first person who noticed it, you grab onto Yerim's waist and plunge yourself deep into her slit while your cock is still hard. Under Jinsol's body who was calming down after her high, Yerim replied to your action with a deafening scream and continued to do so as you thrust deep into her womb.

"Fuuuuuuuck oppa! I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming!"

The first thrust. Yerim's body shook violently. The second thrust. Her legs gave out. The final thrust. Yerim's eyes rolled back. The plugged hole was leaking out with Yerim's juices and eventually, squirting so hard that it pushed your cock out by itself. A series of pleasure cries left Yerim's lips, not caring how she's deafening Jinsol who was still on top of her.

You laid your back on the other side of the bathtub, gasping for air due to the lack of breath. Tonight's events were exhausting to the body, yet pleasuring at the same time. You then got out of the bathtub slowly and sat on the tile floor, close to the two girls who were basically cuddling each other, not caring how sweaty they were.

"You both okay?" you asked. Jinsol then gets off of Yerim and rests her arms by the edge of the bathtub, facing towards you. Putting her hand on your shoulder, she replied with a thumbs up.

"I'm fucking drained bro. Thanks for that." Jinsol said, and both of you giggled.

"T-Thanks oppa. It was amazing." Yerim said weakly.

"Can you get up?" you asked Yerim. Meanwhile, Jinsol was already out of the bathtub and finding her pile of clothes.

"No. I just wanna.. lay down here… just for a while…"

"Alright. I'll be here until you're okay."

"Okay, thanks oppa…" Yerim then drifts off to sleep almost instantly.

Both you and Jinsol smiled, looking at how cute Yerim was sleeping in the bathtub. Jinsol then left the toilet to sleep in her own room after wearing her clothes and wishing you a good night. You can't stand looking at poor Yerim sleeping uncomfortably inside the cold bathtub, so you carried her all the way to her own room and let her rest on her bed. After covering her with a blanket, you left the room silently.

"Nighty night, Yerim."

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note; thank you so much for the commission fellow anon! i spent waaaaay too long on this (seriously, it took almost a whole goddamn year 💀💀) so again, i would like to apologize for that. and because of that, i decided to make the fic a little longer than what they have requested as a lil bonus for the wait. oh, i also hopped onto the jav title trend with this but honestly, i think i failed LMAO

it was a rough process due to my hectic schedule, but i'm glad that i made it through. after all, this is my first commission so i'm still learning as i go through. i just really hope that you're satisfied with the end product as i have poured a lot of time and effort into writing this to make it worth your money. :)

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bbina · 1 month

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"took you guys long enough" sungchan comments, standing up from the hood of his car. he was waiting for a while at the convenience store you three always go to.

you let out a huff as you get out of the car. "tell that to this jackass over here who decided to take the longer route" you throw your thumb back at eunseok who was ranting about he didn't expect to run into a traffic jam caused by a car accident

shortly after arriving you three buy your usual stuff inside the convenience store before settling at the parking lot, just talking about sungchan's current dilemma

"she just suddenly broke it off with me today while on a date like?" sungchan starts, pausing to chew his ramen. you stare at him with wide eyes. so it is true, that he and yujin are now over. for good

"all i did was say hi to wonbin and y/n since we were in the same restaurant" sungchan continues, eyebrows beginning to furrow as he recalls what happened

eunseok lets out a chucke and pokes the side of your head, "so it's your fault why they broke up" he jokes

you felt yourself heat up. instantly, you smacked your older brother in the chest. eunseok makes an "oof" sound before choking on his food. sungchan panics and gives him his drink

"what the fuck, y/n?! take a joke!" eunseok manages to choke out

"you didn't cause the breakup, y/n" sungchan hurriedly says, afraid that you'd avoid him longer if you had the assumption that it was on you (when it kinda lowkey was because of you)

sungchan burps before continuing

"as i was saying, she always had a problem with y/n and i'm not really sure why? like obviously she's my best friend but she kept making weird assumptions between y/n and i"

your heart drops. did sungchan's girlfriend figure you out all along?

"why can't she understand that y/n is just a friend" eunseok scoffs, in disbelief that his girlfriend was that insecure of you, his sister

sungchan throws his hands up in the air to show his frustrations

"exactly! no matter how hard i reassure her that it's just platonic she just puts words into my mouth.." sungchan huffs. he suddenly turns to you with sad eyes

"i'm really sorry for what i said that night y/n. i didn't mean for it to sound like that. i just couldn't believe that you're with wonbin and you didn't tell me"

you held in your breath as you take in his apology. right, you were with wonbin. for a second there you forgot about your situation

"i can never stay mad at you forever, jinsu" you say with a small smile, leaning in for a hug. sungchan doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around you. finally you have your best friend back

"hey! what about me!" eunseok complains as he engulfs you and sungchan into his embrace. you let out giggles as eunseok easily had you both in his arms. how you missed this, how you missed hanging out with the closest people around you.

between the lines ★ for my eyes only

⤷ from what started as a simple arrangement to hide your feelings for a certain someone by getting into in a fake relationship soon turns into a tangled mess. in which some things are hard to tell when you can’t read between the lines

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libraford · 2 months

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I am being conscious of some people's eccentricities and that a person whose neurospicy tendencies might clash with mine and that doesn't make them not a friend.

I hate being talked over and interrupted. My brother used to do that as a sign of disrespect. I've had bosses do that as a display of power. I used to just... stop talking when people interrupted me because it wasn't worth it to keep restarting my sentence.

I have made friends with someone for whom this is not a display of power or disrespect, it's just that she doesn't have much impulse control and her brain just goes too fast when she's excited.

Im... learning how to deal with that. It's not her fault, she's not being mean, she's just like that.

But oof, it's hard.

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cattonicdragon · 11 months

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Could we have a tooth fairy Easter bunny Jack frost and platonic north and sandy with a reader that represents Halloween(reader looks like a mix between a crow and scarecrow) that's scared that there holiday is on the decline and has become a little depressed because of it. Thank and love your stuff ::::)

Guardians《seperate》 x Halloween guardian reader who's holiday is being forgotten

Guys in back,again(probally gonna disappear again lol)

In fr trying to catch up this time.

Anyways I ty for the request!:3

Angst,fluff,hurt with comfort,readers sad :(

has not been proofread, A/N at the end

Tooth fairy

Its early October,you know what that means, its Halloween time

The time where the vail between the spiritual world and the living is the thinnest

You and tooth usually celebrate together,she does get more work during hallowing because of all the candy but she spends the most of her time with you

She helps you hang up the decorations and spread the Halloween feels

However you havnt done that yet,not only that but you dont have that much time left you only have a month

Once tooth realizes that somethings wrong she'll immidatly do ask the other guardians if they had seen you or if they had heard something from you,the results all come back the same,you were seemingly no where

She decided to check the globe,that could have a clue right?

That's when she noticed there were many less lights then usual,and that when it started to line up..

People were forgetting about you.

The last time you had spoke before going radio silent you had mentioned that it wasnt even October and people were advertising Christmas things

She had realised that you had probally hid yourself away becuase of this

When she does eventually find you shes understandable very worried for you.

After she gets a thorough explanation she'll waste no time in helping you with preparations

However first off,she has to get you in the Halloween mood,as your current one is rather sour,and we cant have that!

She cheers you up by bringing you around and showing you places that are getting ready for Halloween

She brings you to see a small shop that has cobwebs,spiders,skeletons,ghosts the whole lot,she smiles as she sees a small one form on your lips

She then brings you to stores as parents and kids are choosing out pumpkins,baskets,sweets and costumes

When a smile finally Grace's your lips she hugs you tightly and tugs with her to get more decorations up and around

She understands what it feels like to be forgotten and she dosnt want that to happen to you

Bunnymund/Easter bunny

Hes used to people neglecting his holidays for others

But hes surprised when there seems to be lesser lights on the globe

Things line up really quickly in his head as the cogs start working

He dosnt waste a second,immediately searching for you in fear you've disappeared

Once he finds you he tries to calm you down reassuring you that aslong as hes there he wont let you disappear

He even decorates Easter island with some Halloween decorations

He gives you Halloween styled eggs as a way to cheer you up

He will decorate pumpkins with you aswell

since halloween takes place in fall he might take you to forests where the leaves have turned orange and are starting to fall

he will help you decorate places and even though hes not the biggest sweet tooth,with a big oof bribery im sure he'll try a sweet oor two

he'll constantly be there and comforting you

easter isnt all ways widley celebrated so hes probally had a fear of fading aswell

he wont ever say it but due to the fact that your holidays is overlooked in favour for christmas,he holds a small grudge

he knows its not norths fault but hes just salty

Jack frost

Honestly hes kind of tone deaf

hes very happy go lucky and isnt used or very good at adapting to change

id like to think that he was quite close to you even before becoming a guardian,because halloween is in the colder months of the year

it might take another guardian to point out your abscents or off behaviour

however just because hes abit tone deaf dosnt mean hes not smart

once its been pointed out to him hes going on a man hunt for you

altough he wasnt in an entirely similar situation,he still knows what its like to feel isolated,scared and alone,and as his S/o he dosnt want yuo feeling the same

once locating you the first thing he'll do is make sure your not fading away

if you are then he will moost likely panic

he will eventually calm himself down,realising that panicing wont help it at all

his first priorety is to make sure that your ok

mentally and physically

afterwards he takes you to do things to take it off your mind

some of his favorite things to do are skating and carving pumpkins,if your not good at either he'll help you

he loves decorating everywhere with fun decorations

his favorite halloween decore are those door bells that grab youor finger or smth(i hate those things with a passion,so i can imagine him loving them)

north/santa claus

if anyones going to find out the fastest,itts north

he has to keep a keen eye on the months and probally realise that its your holliday

his first reaction is to celebrate your holiday with you,he feels alot like a father figure to you and as such he feels he needs to celebrate your holiday with you

though the smile on his face dosnt stay long as he finds that many stores,instead of having halloween decoration.have christmas things

thats not right.

at first he thinks it might just be the store,and so he checks others

thats until he becomes aware that its most stores

why are they all decroated with christmas decore,they should be deced out with sceletons and pumpkins

not snowmen and gingerbreadmen

after coming to this realisation he checks the globe before visiting you#

he gets quite anxxious once checking the globe

hes quick to find and omfort you,hes quite furious people are neglecting your holiday for his.christmas is still months away!

after calming you down he will go ALL OUT on halloween decorations,the north pole dosnt even look like what it once was,white robes with dark circles are hanging around the celeing,skeletons have been placed everywhere in different positions,fake spiders and fake spider webs have been thrown enywhere they can.

all the elves and yeti's take a day off,to decorate pumpkins.

he'll probaly also reach out to the other guardians,inviting them all over so you can all celebrate together.<3

sandy/sandman

sandy is very intune with the going oon in the world,aswell as being extremly intuitive

hes probally seen this coming though he didnt think itd be to such an extent where it'd cause you distress

after feeling a particullary cold gust of autaum wind its clear something is wrong

after checking the globe it seems that his hypthesis had become reality

he wasnt very surprised since he had a nagging feeling it'd happen,apart of him thinks that he might have just been denieing that you had the possibility to fade,that he was in denial

either way he had to push his own thoughts away as he had more importtant things to do,such as comforting you and restoring your holiday to its former glory,or at least try to.

after locating you hes quick to alert you of his precents though he may not be the best at calming you down since,he cant really speak.

hes most likely to put you to sleep and give you good dreams whilst brainstorming ideas to help your current dilema

once your awake and calm,he'll try his best to relay his ideas and help you

cutting pumpkins is a must

he will try his best to make candy with you

if you ever need some comfort just say the word and hes hugging you and trying his best to comfort you

he makes sure you have good dreams for days

he promises that he'll try his best to help you

he'll be dammed if he ever didnt go through with that promise to you.

the other guardians will most likely notice both of your distress and end up helpping,either that or sandy asks them directly.

hope this is ok,i havnt writeen in a while,btw this was written with a keyboard and i cant be botherd to proof read it rn and just wanted to post it so here you go!,but in all seriosuness i will be working on my other requests,thank you all for being pateint with me<<33

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Mad In Love

Pairing: MJF x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,922

Summary: Max is in love with you, yet, he's in denial, trying to stay into his 'idgaf persona,' but Adam makes him confess to you.

A/N: Another MJF fic. Hope You Enjoy!

You skipped down the hall, greeting everyone you saw. You were in a happy mood today, after winning your match to be the #1 contender for the TBS Championship.

As you turned the corner you accidentally bumped into someone, knocking down to the floor. You let out an 'oof' sound, looking up to see MJF. Max stood frozen, looking down at you.

The first time you've both encountered each other and he's fallen in love.

Behind him was Adam, eyes growing wide as he saw you on the floor. "Man, what are you doing? Help her off the floor!" Adam lightly scolded him, pushing him aside, and helping you off the floor.

You dusted yourself off. "I-I-" Max stuttered. "Awe, it's okay! I just need to watch where I'm going." Max wanted to say that it wasn't your fault, but he couldn't bring any words to say it.

That was noticed by Adam as he watched Max. He looked nervous and was quiet, not knowing what to say. Luckily, you broke the silence. "Well, I gotta go! I see ya later Adam and Max!" You waved, continuing to skip down the hall.

Max felt his heart leap into his chest at the way you said his name. For a couple of seconds he was looking in your direction. "Dude, you're staring." Adam's voice put Max's head back into reality. "I'm not." He denied, walking away from the spot. Adam only smiled, seeing his partner act this way.

About a week later on Dynamite Max and Adam was set to have a match against The Gunns. Max and Adam were training near the entrance, doing small stretches.

"Alright man. Let's go out and win this match." Adam said. Max nodded his head, eyes looking around. He noticed you talking to a group of girls, and without a thought, he walked over there.

Adam watched as Max made his way towards you and the girls, attempting to talk to you. "Oh, hey Max!" You greeted him with that beautiful smile. "Hey, do you know when your match is against Kris Statlander?"

You shrugged your shoulders. "I'm not sure. Maybe next week or 2." Max took note of the date. He wanted to watch your match and maybe even help you out. "Okay, let me know because I wanna watch your match." Your eyes glowed up at his words.

The MJF wanted to watch your match? It all sounds fake.

"Really?" You asked, sounding unsure. "Yeah! I think you do good in the ring." Your smile couldn't help, but get bigger after being praised from such talent.

The girls around you stayed silent as they watched the interaction between the two of you. Max, who's supposed to be a rude, mean heel, was being nice and complimenting your work in the ring.

Max's conversation was cut short when Adam called him. "Max, stop flirting with Y/n. You'll have time to do that after the match! Let's go!" A blush came to Max's face as he said those words.

The best part of it all is that you didn't deny it.

"Good luck. Win the match for me!" You joked, but Max took it seriously. He went out to the ring with Adam and had his match against The Gunns.

Max was playing the heel, but he wasn't as aggressive as he should've been and he started to notice that mid match, so he cranked up his adrenaline and began to be the heel fans know him as. After 10 minutes the match was over with Max and Adam picking up the win.

You cheered backstage, sitting in the catering and watching the match. Soon the boys came backstage, and they instantly came to the catering to get a cold water bottle.

You stood up, walking towards them. "Hey, good job on the match!" You praised them. Max actually smiled. "Yeah, we won. We won like you said we would." Max said, matching your boisterous tone.

Adam sighed, tired of seeing Max flirt with you, but not do anything. "Hey Y/n, I think Max has something to ask you." Max looked at Adam confused. What is he talking about? "Uh, no I don't?" Max said, giving Adam a look, but Adam ignored it.

"Yeah you do. Remember when you were talking about asking Y/n out to— OW!" Max quickly punched Adam's shoulder that was bruised by Austin during the match before dragging him away.

Max didn't stop until the two were in their shared locker room. "Man what the fuck was that out there?" Max yelled at Adam who frowned. "Hey, why are you mad at me? It's obvious that you like her, and I was just trying to help!"

Max pushed him back, pacing back and forth. "No, I don't like her, so you can stop that shit you're doing." Although Adam was hurt by Max's words he knew he was lying.

The way he was acting towards you isn't normal for someone like Max. "Man, y'know you like her. You're just in denial for whatever reason." Max didn't fight Adam this time, deciding to go take a shower to get his mind off you.

Time skip 2 weeks later and you had your match. You were ready, walking down the hall, feeling nervous.

This is your first ever title match and you're excited, but scared. What if the fans don't like you? What if you lose? Will you let the fans down, or will they be happy?

So many thoughts were going through your head and as if God was reading your mind, Max walked up to you. "Y/n." You stopped in your tracks. "Oh hey." You said, trying to give a smile, but it was clearly fake.

"Hey what's wrong? Ya nervous?" You nodded your head. "Yeah. I'm just overthinking a lot." Max understood your situation. "Hey, it's gonna be okay. I've been in the same situation before and even though it didn't turn out well the first time, I picked myself up and now look at me!" Max motioned to the belt that was sitting on his shoulder.

A real smile picked up on your face. "Y'know what? You're right! If I don't win, I still win in my books!" Max smiled seeing you happy again. He hated to see that pout on your face.

You went back to your happy self, skipping out to the ring. Then Kris came out, cheers erupting through the arena. This was gonna be hard. The match went well, times that had fans on their feet, but in the end they were one their feet for one person.

And it was for you.

You won the match, meaning you won the belt. Your first ever championship match and you win! The fans were happy and you couldn't be more happier. You celebrated in the ring, fresh tears spilling from your eyes.

Backstage, Max was watching with the biggest smile on his face. People around him couldn't believe it and quite frankly, he really didn't care.

Max was proud of you. Adam nudged his shoulder. "You so like her, bro." Max finally didn't deny. Over the span of 3 weeks, he fell in love with you. "I can help you confess to her. If you want me too." That caught Max's attention.

He looked at Adam, his left eyebrow cocking up. "How?" Adam began to go over the plan. "This might sound like something you'll see from a movie, but take this earpiece and repeat everything an say. Then bam, you'll get the girl." Max thought about it for a second.

He did want you, and he wasn't good with his words, so he agreed. "Okay. Let's get together at 7:00." Adam and Max made the plan and they went their separate ways.

Part of Max felt sad when he didn't get to see you right after your match, but when he saw all your co-workers and friends waiting for you, he knew he would be the last person on your mind.

7:00 PM

It was 7 and Max and Adam stood in a park. "Alright, remember the plan?" Max nodded his head. "She should be here in a couple of seconds." Just then, the sound of the grass being stepped in caught both of their attention.

Max looked up and saw you in a beautiful sundress, swaying down to your knees. "Max!" You yelled his name. Adam quickly ducked behind a tree, peeking around to watch the scene. "H-hey."

Adam spoke into the ear piece. 'Don't stutter, she'll know you're nervous.' Max smiled as if someone wasn't talking in his ear. "So you invited me out here?" You asked.

Adam spoke. "Confess to her."

Max ignored Adam's words, and spoke on his own. "Yeah, I wanted to congratulate you on your title win. I knew you could do it." You playfully scoffed, shooing your hand.

"Awe, it wasn't me. It was all you. If it wasn't for your reassuring words, I don't think I would've won!" Max looked down at the ground, not wanting you to see his face. "Uh, but that's not the only reason why I wanted you out here."

Max's mouth opened to continue, but he heard Adam's voice. "Why aren't you listening to me? Tell her you like her!"

Max shook his head. "I wanted to make a small confession to you, but please be patient. I'm not good with this kind of stuff." You tilted your head to the side in question. "Not good with what?"

Max took a deep breath before speaking. "For some reason, I'm attracted to you, and I don't know why." To Max those words sounded okay, but Adam started yelling in his ear. "Don't say that, it sounds like you wanna don't like her, or you’re calling her ugly. Switch it up!"

Max's eyes grew wide, as he tried to stutter out a different response. "I mean, I-I do like you, but-" You cut him off with a small chuckle. "I get it Max. Keep going." Max looked at you for a short second. "And I've been trying to hold back for a couple of weeks, but Adam keeps putting it in my head that I like you and I'm starting to realize that I do.”

You nodded, a smile coming to your face. "So what are you trying to say?" You asked him, hoping he would say the specific words. "I was hoping that you would go on a date with me?"

As soon as those last 6 words came out his mouth, you jumped on him, wrapping your arms around his body. Max let out a surprised sound, but his arms did snake around your waist to pull you closer

You stood there for a moment, soaking in each other's body warmth before you pulled back. You leaned forward and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"Yes Max, I would love to go on a date with you. Call me when you're ready." Max stood there dumbfounded, watching as you walked away.

Adam came from behind the tree, pushing Max's body. "Man, you were supposed to listen to me, but good job lover boy. You got yourself a date." Max stayed silent, still looking at the spot you were at earlier. "You were so mad in love earlier, now look at you. Lovestruck over a girl."

Max didn't argue back at Adam's teasing. All he could think of was you and when y'all's date would be.

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justmeinadaze · 8 months

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Head Filled With Demons Part 5 (Steddie X You)

A/N: I bare you...this final part. <3. I can always come back to them as I'm sure they have many more stories to tell now. When I wrote Maeve I pictured her looking very much like Charisma Carpenter (Cordelia from Buffy). I think she's a gorgeous lady :).

Enjoy!

Warnings: Demon Steddie X Human Fem Reader, SMUT, slight over stimulation (they are enjoying her and each other), DP, and everything else that comes along with these three. FLUFF, LOTS of mentions about how much they love her and vice versa, ANGST, final murder (brief), sassy evil Henry is back, mentions of their past summoners and what happened with them including their murders, Reader meets the woman that trapped them and makes a deal. I think that's everything.

Word Count: 7954

“Fuck!”, you screech into the sunrise as you march along the wooded path.

“Oof someone’s angry.” A beautiful young lady dances past you towards a tree you feel like you’ve seen many times before but can’t pinpoint where. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I’m, um, trying to save the… men… I love.”

“How so?”, she asks without looking your way as she does a pirouette.

“Um…They’ve been stuck somewhere they shouldn’t have been in the first place. They deserve to live a normal life and be happy.”

“What an odd word choice. What IS a normal life for a demon?”

Your eyes narrow in her direction as you try to follow her while she continues to do ballet steps you saw your own mother do numerous times.

“Do I know you?”

“Let me ask you something, Y/N.” She twirls around a tree and when you chase after her, you find her standing at the edge of the hill looking off in the distance. “If you could take their place, would you?”

Your eyes snapped open, meeting Eddie’s worried look.

“Are you alright? You were tossing and turning a lot.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Is it normal for your summoners to have dreams?”

“What kind of dreams?”

You lay back against your pillow as you try to gather your thoughts.

“Since I met you, I’ve been having dreams about Hawkins on fire.”

“I mean, yeah, I’m not surprised.”, Steve sighed.

“Sometimes…unique dreams come through though. One night I had a dream that you two died with me here in this house. I told you to go to Oblivion and you both refused with Eddie telling me that…he wasn’t going to lose another princess.” The demon’s fingers reached out to caress your cheek. “The morning my dad died, he talked to me and then disappeared somewhere with my mom. She told me to go easy on you because what was about to happen wasn’t your fault.

Steve blinks as he exhaled heavier this time.

“Last night, I had a dream that I was trying to save you from your stone and this woman kept dancing around me, asking me questions.”

“Did you know her?”

“No, I don’t think so but she was gorgeous though. She had long brown hair and piercing brown eyes with caramel skin. She had on this pretty red silk, lace dress that was probably decades old.” Their eyes shot up to look at each other. “What?”

“Y/N, did she have any jewelry on?”

“Um, she was moving around a lot so I couldn’t see but she did have like a ring with a clear stone and some red in it, I think.”

Eddie gripped your cheeks a bit roughly and turned you to face him.

“What did she say to you, Y/N? Did she ask you any questions or try to make a deal with you? THINK! We need to know?!”

“Why? Do you know her?”

Steve grabbed his friend’s wrist and motioned for him to release you. “No, baby. We just… want to make sure it isn’t someone that can hurt you.”

Your gaze shifted between them both and you could tell they were both obviously upset about what you had seen.

“Don’t do this again. Don’t hide something from me that could help.”

“It won’t help. Trust me. She can’t and won’t do anything.”

“So you do know her?” Neither of them answers and it infuriates you. “Fine. If you won’t tell me, I’ll find the answers myself.”

############

“What is this thing you’re using?”, Eddie asks with genuine curiosity.

“This is called a ‘microfiche’. It amplifies the tiny print on the paper.”

“Huh. Kind of seems like a waste of effort since you won’t find anything.” You and the demon beside you turn towards Steve as he sits behind you with his arms folded.

Since they wouldn’t answer your questions, you went to the only place you could think of that may help, the library. You told the librarian what you were looking for and after glaring at you like you were insane, finally guided you to some newspapers and documents that may help.

You were honestly surprised how enthralled Eddie was by what you were looking at. Maybe he thought you’d never find out anything about the stone so he wanted to learn what he could. As he sat beside you, he leaned his head on your shoulder while placing his palm on your knee. It was a comforting feeling; one you wanted to have for longer than the week timeframe you had left.

“Oh shit. That’s Arthur.”

You paused the machine and made the image as big as you could. A man in his early twenties was being handcuffed and placed in a cop car. Steve suddenly appeared next to you as you read the information.

Arthur Leeman (23), shown above, was arrested after being found near the body of rich aristocrat Michael Jameson (50) with a knife in his back. Jameson was found by his son Kevin Jameson (24) and swiftly notified the authorities. The young Jameson stated that Leeman was unhinged, claiming demons told him to kill the elder Jameson or the world would end.

“Fucking idiot.”, Eddie sighed. “We told him NOT to kill Michael because all fingers would point to him.”

“Plus, it wouldn’t help his situation. Kevin loved his dad even though he didn’t approve of his sexuality. But…Arthur was desperate.”

“Does it say what happened to him?”

You scanned the article until you found the answer. “He was found guilty and died in jail.” Glancing at their sad faces, you reached out caress them. “I’m sorry.”

They shrug and you continue your search. After about thirty minutes, you feel like you’ve hit a dead end until a drawing catches your attention. You recognize her from the memories they provided you and how she’s displayed in the image. Men are holding her arms behind her back as flames surround them.

“Elizabeth.”

“Fuck me. They made her look like a crazy person.”

You point to the article underneath as you speak. “She did kill 20 people in the fire she started. It says they, um… they made an example of her by killing her in the town square.”

Steve growls as he stands and begins to pace. “She wasn’t crazy. She was a good woman before she met us. Before she found that fucking stone. Y/N, stop. Please. Don’t look for answers. Just…Just enjoy the time you have with us and let us fucking go.”

“I can’t.”, you whisper. “Even if I could, your summoners didn’t do research and their lives still got complicated. At least this way, I can find out if we have a chance.”

“Y/N.” You turn back towards Eddie, who had been absently flipping through the machine while you and Steve talked. “This thing says Lizzy’s belongings were given to her nephew. When her nephew was older, he struggled financially and sold her things to a museum.” He pointed to a photo of a group of people outside the building, posing for its grand opening. The person cutting the ribbon was Michael Jameson. “Arthur told us his boyfriend had given him the necklace as a present. He stole it from the box so I guess—”

“It was never documented as being sent there.”, you finished for him as you sat back down and searched through the paper. “The museum was closed in 1975 and was a vacant lot until…oh shit.”

“Until the mayor bought it and built the mall.”

Grabbing your bag, you quickly throw on your jacket and head to your next destination.

#############

“Hey honey. Haven’t seen you in a while.”, Paul grins from his spot at the security station.

“Yeah, I’ve been taking some time off after my dad…”

“No, hey, I completely understand. He was a good man. I was glad to have known him. What are you doing down here today then?”

“Paul, that necklace you gave me…you said it was just outside of my stores cage?”

“Yes? I mean the box it was probably nestled in got knocked over but…”

“I read somewhere this mall was a museum for Hawkins before it closed down. Do you know what they did with the stuff inside it?”

“A lot of it was sold to other places. What they couldn’t sell I thought they junked.”

“Shit. Ok. Thank you.”

“Not a problem.” He glances at you worriedly as you turn to leave.

“Not that you asked but he IS a good soul. When they were in high school Paul Cassian and his girlfriend at the time found out they were having a baby. They decided adoption would be best since they were so young and couldn’t afford anything. Two years from now his son will reach out to meet him. Paul will find out he’s a grandpa and spoil his granddaughters rotten.”, Eddie grins.

Smiling up at him, he gives you a little wink as you enter the elevator to leave the basement. Something catches your eye and your hand shot out to stop the doors as you step out again.

“Paul!” His footsteps bang against the floor as he comes skidding to your side. “No, I’m sorry if I scared you. Just…where was this picture taken?”

He follows your gaze to the image of the mayor outside with some construction men smoking a cigar with wide grins. Behind him was the tree from your dream.

“Um, behind the mall, I think.”

##############

Steve continues to stand there looking disgruntled as Eddie leans against the bark you were looking at.

“I don’t get it. Why this tree? Why was she dancing? Why—”

“Why what?”, Steve asked. “What does it matter? She probably did it just to get your attention and it seems to have worked.”

“Why are you fighting me so hard on this?!”

“Because I know how this story ends, Y/N, and I refuse to feel hope where there is none.”

“How do you know there isn’t any?!”

“Y/N LET IT GO!”, he roared causing Eddie to rise to his feet but you didn’t move. You continued to glare at him as his eyes stared daggers into yours.

“Oof someone’s angry.” Both demons abruptly came to attention as the woman from your dream appeared in front of you, winking as she walked by. “We weren’t formally introduced, Y/N. I’m Maeve.” She reaches out to shake your hand but Eddie quickly pulls it away and pushes you behind them. “Boys, now come on. If you can’t play nice and let me talk to the lady I’ll have to send you away for a bit.”

They both growl as she moves closer to the tree in front of her. “It’s been so long you both probably don’t remember meeting me here. I mean everything has changed!” Maeve playfully smiles as she sighs.

“This is where you found them?”

“Technically, they found me.” She gestures towards the stone in your pocket. “It was so many years ago and the world was different then. It was much more…angry and violent.”

“Said the woman who owns a stone that requires someone to kill three people or their world ends.”

Maeve gives you a big, beautiful smile as she continues to absently move around you three.

“I like her, boys. Honestly, I’m kind of impressed you actually followed your dreams; metaphorically of course. Usually when people call them, they don’t even care about what they see when they sleep.”

“So they are real?”

“When you meddle in the abstract, sweetheart, some things retain. It seems you have a gift. I bet you got that from your mother. She’s the one that got you into auras and stones, right?”

“Wait, does that mean they’re going to die? That the world will end?”

Her head tilts to the side at your questions. “Interesting. ‘Will they die.’ Not will I die. You really are selfless, aren’t you? Have you given any thought to what I asked you?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I would take their place.”

“Y/N, no! Don’t you say that. Do you hear me?” Their pleas flooded your ears as she continued to watch with a small smile. “You need to live your life. You deserve a good life, baby. We don’t. We’ve done enough fucked up shit.”

Maeve snapped her fingers and just like that they were gone.

***

“FUCK!”, Steve shouted as he continued to bang on the door of their home within the stone. “Come on, Edward! Get off your ass and fucking help me.”

Eddie sighed from his place on the arm rest of the couch as he shrugs.

“What’s the point, Steven? It doesn’t matter. We can’t get out.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?! Of course it matters! She WILL take that deal and she’ll be stuck in this hell forever! Fuck!” The demon stomped towards the corner his bat was in and tried to smash the windows to no avail.

“You may as well just give up.”

“I can’t give up on her if I know I can save her! I have to try!” Steve froze mid-swing as he what he was saying finally sunk in. You had been saying the same things repeatedly but he ignored it feeling like it wouldn’t make a difference. Now he understood…

Eddie came over to wrap his arms around him before leaning back to cup his face in his hands. “Trust me, I get it. I don’t want to hope either because even just being here reminds me what we’d be coming back to but now it seems emptier without her. I know it’s going to fucking hurt when we leave but if this is what she needs then let her try. If she doesn’t, it’s just going to kill her. She’ll always blame herself… like I did with Chrissy.”

Steve kisses the demon’s lips as he tugs him back in his embrace before a wind blows and they appear again in your world.

###############

“Y/N, are you ok?! What happened? Please tell us you didn’t take her deal.”

When they looked around Maeve was already gone and you had your arms folded starring out into the distance as you waited for them.

“I’m alright. Come on. I have one more person I need to kill.”

Steve grabbed your arm as you turned to leave, your flat tone frightening them both. His voice shook as he took your face in his hands and searched your eyes for an answer.

“I-I— fuck—I can’t see what…what you did. Please, Y/N. Tell us you didn’t. Please…”

You softly smile as you lean up to kiss his lips before doing the same with Eddie. “Everything is going to be ok. I promise.”

***

“Hey, Y/N.”

“Detective Hopper. How can I help you?”

He stepped away from his car outside your house as you headed for your front door.

“I wanted to talk with you really quickly about some things, if that’s alright.”

“Of course, come in.”

The officer blinked as he apprehensively walked into your home. What he wasn’t able to see was your demons do the same. They had no idea what you were up to and it made them extremely nervous.

“You’re not going to kill him right? Killing a detective isn’t exactly smart, princess.”

“So, how can I help?” You ignored him as you addressed the man who took a seat at your table.

“Where were you a couple of nights ago around 9pm?”

“Um, I went to The Hideout for a date.”

“With a man named Noah Strong?”

“I believe so. I never got his last name. He asked me out on a date and then invited me back to his apartment. I left around…eleven or so. I wasn’t feeling so well. I’m still kind of shaky after my dad.”

Hopper nods as you take a seat across from him.

“You haven’t tried to call him or anything?”

“No, sir. We didn’t exactly click but what do I know. I haven’t been on a date in over a year so…” You force a giggle and he smiles. “If I may ask, why are you here? Is he alright?”

“Uh, no ma’am. Noah was found dead in his apartment. It was…it wasn’t pretty.”

“Oh my god. Oh my god! I…I didn’t notice anything odd or out of the ordinary. He did mention he worked with the mayor. Could that have anything to do with it?”

“Careful, Y/N.”, Steve warned.

“We are looking into that but I’m not too sure. We did have witnesses say they saw him with you at the bar so I just wanted to do my due diligence.”

“Oh, no worries. I completely understand. I wish I could be of more help.”

He nods again as he stands and places his hat back on his head. “Thank you for your candor. If you think of anything, you still have my card, right? The one I gave you after that first death.”

“There was another death?”

Your eyes meet before he scans you over.

“Good catch, baby.”, Eddie smiles.

“I didn’t tell you that the first time did I? Yeah, just…just continue to be careful and I’ll be in touch.”

After walking him out, you exhale heavily as you peek out the window and wait for him to leave.

“You handled yourself really well, honey.” Hastily, you turn away and head for your room to change your clothes. “What are you doing now?”

When you don’t respond, Eddie grabs your bicep and turns you around to face them. “Y/N, your acting odd and being cryptic. What’s going on? What happened with Maeve?”

“I can’t tell you.”

“Why?”

“Because I promised her I wouldn’t.”

“And? Who gives a fuck about her?!”

“You took her deal didn’t you?”, Steve grumbled. His fingers reached out to grip your cheeks, forcing you to look at him. “Tell us.”

“I can’t…because we both know you’ll try to intervene.”

Their eyes widen but Steve’s are the ones that glow before releasing you with a rough shove. “You stupid little girl. Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

“I’m saving you.”

“We didn’t need nor ask you to save us. Now there’s no point in you killing your last person because I assure you, Y/N, if you get sucked into that stone instead of us when this is over we will burn this world and any other one we need to, to set you free.”

“I already lost one princess. I’m not losing another.”

At Eddie’s words, your eyes closed as a strangled cry left your throat and you fell to your knees.

Steve fell with you and collected you in his arms. “Please, Y/N. Talk to us.”

“Do you trust me?”, you whisper.

“I trust that you would do anything for us, baby girl, but we won’t allow you to take our place.”

Wiping your eyes, you pushed away from him and got to your feet.

“Let’s go. I have a job to do.”

****

“Hello, sir.”

“Jesus Christ!”, the mayor jumps, placing his hand over his chest as he tries to catch his breath. “You, uh, scared the bajesus out of me, sweetheart. You can’t be doing that.”

“I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to startle you.”, you grinned as you playfully twirled your index finger in your hair. “I just HAD to meet you. I’m such a huge fan of yours, Mr. Kline.”

“Oh, well aren’t you precious. Call me Larry, please.”

“Ok…Larry.”, you giggle as he seductively scans your body.

“This must be what hell is like for humans.”, Eddie growls. “You sound ridiculous by the way.”

They both stand on either side of you with their arms folded as they watch the display in front of them.

“Maybe one day I can come work for you, Larry. I’m so good at taking care of people and doing what I’m told. You can tell me to do anything and I’d do it!” Stepping closer to him, you place your hand on the mayor’s chest. “Anything.”

“Well…I…um…how about this, honey? Why don’t you come with me to my house? It will just be us and you can tell me more about what your good at. Maybe give me a demonstration.”

His eyes glow with lust as you obnoxiously jump up and down and clap your hands.

“Oh my god, I can’t wait!”

Your smile drops as you turn to head for your car so you can follow him in his.

“You should have considered becoming an actress.”, Steve sasses.

“Or a prostitute. Sounds like you’d be good at either or.”

“Don’t be jealous.”

After you climb into your car, they appear in your back seat.

“Why would we be jealous of two-pump chump up there?”, Eddie gestures towards the mayor’s car as you begin to drive. “Maybe, you should fuck him. At least get a laugh or two before you’re sucked into your purgatory.”

“You know, I’m starting to think you two lied to me when you said the stone wasn’t a prison.”

“It will be for you because you will be by yourself. When we’re there, we have each other. What will you have?”

“The knowledge that you both are safe.”

As you stopped at a stop light, the interior of your car illuminated a bright red before a rough feeling palm reached out to lightly touch your forearm.

“Honey, look at us.”, Steve cooed in his deep demon voice.

When you did what he asked, they both couldn’t help but sigh when you didn’t flinch at their normal appearance. They were bearing it all to you for you to really see. When they were fighting, they had been moving around all over the place so you weren’t able to get a good look but now as their red eyes stared at you with empathy…you couldn’t ignore it.

You weren’t afraid of them in this form anymore. To you, they were beautiful; perfect.

“This is who we are, Y/N. We’re evil, murderous, violent demons. We don’t deserve the luxury of being safe or even happy. You on the other hand, have helped so many people.”

“Even a few who didn’t deserve it.”, Eddie chimed in.

“It’s time for you to live your life, baby. Not spend eternity trapped in your old one.”

The light changed to green and as the car began moving you tried to hide the tear that escaped from your eye.

###########

“Wow, Larry. Your house is beautiful!”, you obnoxiously exclaim as you pretend to be enthralled by the things around you. “Who is this? Your wife?”

The mayor saunters over and yanks the photo you were holding out of your hand, placing it back on the end table.

“Yup but she’s out of town for the next few days. She’s always leaving me alone to fend myself.”, he pouts. “Would you like something to drink, Y/N?”

“Please.”

“I have some amazing wine here.”, he boasts as you follow him to the kitchen. “I save the expensive stuff for extremely special occasions and I think a special little girl like you deserves—”

Hitting him over the head with a nearby vase, he slumps heavily to the floor. Dragging him by his feet, you move him back to his living room, and begin tying him up with the rope you brought from the house.

“Wait, Y/N. Before you do this, please, tell us what you did with Maeve.”, Eddie pleaded. “If you didn’t make the deal then…then this is goodbye, princess.”

Back in their human forms, he reaches out to caress your cheek.

“If you did, then we aren’t letting you kill him.”

“I love you both so much. You changed my life and showed me things…you may think you don’t deserve happiness but if you could see things through my eyes…even just your memories… I did make a deal with her and I’m afraid you can’t stop me because he won’t let you. Will you, Henry?”

As soon as your eyes glance up, they follow your eyeline to see Henry slowly descend the stairs.

“Very good, Y/N. I’m not going to lie; this whole thing has been incredibly amusing to me. Watching you three run around as she tries to solve the riddle of your make shift hell. Seeing and listening to you pathetically beg her to stay.”, he chuckles. “Even I was riveted to see if she made that deal or not.”

“You can’t see it, Mr. I’m More Powerful?”, Steve spat.

“A ha, no, I can’t. While I AM strong, Maeve is way more powerful than I could dream.”

As he spoke, you had slowly shifted away from them towards the mayor and reached into your bag to grab the knife you had hidden there.

“Now, I get to watch you both lose the girl you love WHILE she takes care of my kill for me.” They both growl as Henry laughs. “What is that…two now Edward? May want to stop while you’re ahead.”

Eddie charges at him but the evil demon saw it coming, punching him so hard he flew into the adjacent wall. Steve came at him with his bat but he caught it mid swing allowing the nails to dig into his flesh as he pushed the demon back.

“Pathetic.”

“Hey Henry?” He turned to look at you just as you were throwing something his way that he promptly caught. “I said I made A deal. I didn’t tell you which one.”

Opening his hand, his eyes widened as he starred down at the stone that was now smeared with his blood.

“I guess they didn’t know but only demons can be placed into the stone to do the work Maeve needs done.”

“I think it’s commendable and beautiful you would switch places with them. I’ve watched them for years and never saw them connect to a summoner the way they did with you. To be fair, all the summoners were selfish.”, she rolled her eyes. “I’m afraid, my love, only another demon can take their place.”

“Then why did you show me that dream?”

“IIII didn’t show it to you. I just came through the door. I imagine your mother was trying to tell you something.” She smiles as she does a pirouette. “Maybe draw your eye to something? Something you missed.”

“Fuck me. Maeve what if I know another demon that you can have?”

Maeve blinks as she nods. “It will most likely be hard to get them. The only reason Edward and Steven were easy was because both their blood leaked on my stone. They had just escaped another sudden run in with people from their realm. Demons can heal pretty fast so you would have to time it perfectly.”

“I can do it.”

“If you don’t, they will get sucked in and the demon you are left with will most likely kill you.”

“I said…I can do it.”

She nodded in agreement as you turned to stare out into the Hawkins skyline.

“I wouldn’t mention your plan by the way. They may try and stop you.”

With that she snapped her fingers and disappeared.

You sliced the mayor’s neck and he slumped to the side as he quickly bled out.

“Now you’ll finally be in a cell, tortured forever for what you did to Chrissy and all the pain you caused!”

Henry’s eyes glowed as he ran towards you but as soon as he was inches away, Maeve appeared in between you two, stopping him in his tracks. Her eyes shifted towards the boys who were still on the ground watching everything with wide, confused eyes.

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

Winking in your direction, white light abruptly blinds everyone as you hear Henry scream and her chuckles before both disappear. The sound of the gem hitting the floor startles everyone as you try to comprehend that you succeeded.

“Edward? Steven?” You hurriedly run over to check on them. “Are you ok?!”

Eddie’s hands roughly reached up to grab your face. “That was so fucking stupid! I can’t believe… how did you…”

You own hand reached out to move his wild hair away from his eyes. “I told you. I had to try.”

His lips crashed to yours as he scoped you into his arms.

“Steve, are you ok? We have to get out of here, NOW.”

The other demon ran over to grab the stone and made sure nothing else was left that would tie you to this murder before you three fled out the front door.

***

As you stepped out of the shower, you were surprised they weren’t still in the bathroom waiting for you like they had done the previous times. You guessed since they weren’t technically tied to you anymore they were free to move about wherever they pleased which made you a little sad. You enjoyed having them so close.

With a towel wrapped around your dripping frame, you found them sitting at your dinning table staring at the gem.

“It, um, it changed.”, Steve murmured in your direction. “It says 001 on it. Maybe because Henry didn’t exactly have any weapons he used.”

“What should we do with it?”

“We can take it to another realm. A realm that is far enough away from this one he can’t come back to it and hurt you.”, Eddie sighs as he leans back in his chair. “I don’t think he can since he’ll be attached to the summoner but better safe than sorry.” His friend nods in agreement.

“O-Okay. Um, how long would you be gone?”

“What do you mean, honey?”

“I just…I assumed that you two would want to travel alone for a while and this would be a good reason to. I can wait here or if I know how long I can come back…”

They were both staring at you now like you had gone crazy.

“Y/N Y/L/N. You just risked your life to save us and gave us our freedom from a place we spent over 3,000 years alone in. What makes you think we would fucking leave you for one second?”

You grinned at them as Steve got up and walked over to you making it spread wider across your face.

“What? No more poofing to places?”

“Poofing? That is the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever heard for us appearing somewhere.”

“Is there somewhere particular you wanted to poof to?”, Eddie asked when your face scrunched in thought.

“Can you still create an image from memory without us actually going there?”

“I think so. Where did you want to go, pretty girl?

“Take me home.” They both glanced at each other at your request and you immediately felt bad. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you sad or anything. I was just thinking…I could see where you come from…without it physically hurting and without you guys getting captured.”

Your arms wrapped around Steve as you pressed your head into his chest. The atmosphere shifted around you as the wind blew and you pulled back to not only find yourself dressed but in a room you didn’t recognize.

“I lived in this room.”, Eddie sighed heavily as he looked around. “This is how I remember it the last time I saw it.”

It was a pretty bland room that reminded you a lot of the barracks you saw in the war movies you used to watch with your dad.

“Was this where all the soldiers lived?”

“Yes, ma’am. I hated all the fucking white so I covered up what I could. I was able to keep and collect more guitars so…”, he gestured towards the wall. “I doodled on the rest. Steve’s dad fucking hated that but what could he say. I could keep up with his son so I got a bit more free reign.”

You laughed as Steve rolled his eyes and Eddie playfully shoved him. Your fingers grazed the literature he had on his shelves, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion when you tried to read the titles.

“Ah. Um, our written language is a wee bit different from your own. This half here is stuff people had published, I guess you could say, and this half are things I wrote.”

“You wrote books?” He nodded.

“Some of the kids liked when I told them stories so I wrote them down for them to enjoy.”

“And perform.”, Steve chuckled.

“Yeah, yeah. We had fun.” Their eyes followed you as you moved towards his dresser. Beside it was a mannequin style rack that held his armor for when he was on the battlefield. It had some dings and scratches but all in all still intact. Noticing the pictures, you saw a couple of faces you recognized.

“I saw this person is one of your pictures at the house in the stone.”

“My uncle. He took care of me the bulk of my childhood. After my mom died, he did what he could…even more so after my dad was captured and I took his place. I hope he’s doing alright.”

You reached to run your fingers along his cheek when you heard his tone change to a sadder one. He leaned passed you to grab the photo he had of Chrissy by his bed.

“At least now I know what happened to her.” Wrapping your arms around him, you felt him put the picture down as he held you tighter to him. “The last thing your dad said to me, Y/N, was that it was ok for me to open my heart and that I wasn’t replacing her. I seriously never thought I’d fall in love again but I also didn’t expect you. Hell, I wasn’t even expecting Steve!”

Eddie smiled when he heard you giggle.

“I love you, sweetheart. Thank you for saving me.” Pushing up on your tip toes, you kiss him as he holds you to him. “Come on. Let’s see Steven’s obnoxiously clean and organized room.”

“Calm down, Ed.” The demon rolled his eyes as they opened the door and walked across the way. “My room was actually on the other side of the building near the kids but I thought this would be easier.”

“Why did they put you in charge of them?”, you asked as he opened the door.

“Honestly, I think my dad assigned it to me as a punishment to humble me. My stats on the field were better than anyone else and he said that was why but… I ended up really enjoying it. They were all good kids.”

Eddie wasn’t far off in describing his friend’s space. It felt more or less barren with nothing seemingly out of place. In the corner, he had a desk with maps and notes written in that form you couldn’t read.

“You see, Henry and his people were there…”, he pointed. “…and our people were over here. They used to sneak in over here so my father would have people stationed here. He always had me studying strategy.”

“I assume these books are about strategy and war to?”

“Uh, yeah, except…this one.” Steve yanked a book out and handed it to you.

“Hey, I wrote that!”

“Yes, you did.”, he smiled. “It was about a warrior whose heart was broken after the girl he loved left him for someone else.” His smile faltered a bit as he took the book back and placed it on the shelf. “Eddie wrote me that right after the girl I fell in love with left me.”

“For the demon slayer?” He nodded at your question. “How does it end?”

“The warrior focuses on himself and his friends, the musical master, the sweet princess, and the strong but clumsy knight.” Steve reaches towards his nightstand shows you another picture you saw with him and another beautiful girl pointing their swords at the camera. “Robin. Fought a lot of battles together. I miss her.”

You circle him in your arms as he leans down to kiss your forehead.

“I love you to, Y/N. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fully thank you properly for what you did.”

A soft smile flickers across your lips as you look up at him with nothing but love.

“Yeah but…you can try.”

He laughs as he tilts your chin up so he can kiss you. As it steadily grows more passionate, you walk him backwards with the intention of pushing him onto the bed but you both are startled when he lands on your dinning room table.

“Are you ok? What happened?”, you ask as your fingers run through his hair.

“I, um, sorry. That was a harder memory to pull so it’s hard to maintain especially when you’re distracting me.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

Steve smiles as he lifts you up, spinning you around, and placing you down on the table as he continues to kiss you. This time instead of snapping away his clothes, he allowed you to remove them off his body as he did the same with you.

“We have so much time now.”, he whispers as his hands roam your skin, down your back making your body tingle. “We can go as slow as we want to. Baby, you have no idea what you’re in for. Eddie and I spent hours even days exploring each other because we had all the fucking time in the world.”

As he spoke the other demon’s palms traced up his spine and around to his chest making Steve groan against your lips.

“I wish you could touch me with your real hands.”, you murmured as your fingers clung to his neck.

“What if…what if I meet you halfway?”

You tilted your head, silently asking him what he meant and in response his mouth traveled down your neck to the valley of your chest to your breasts. A small, pleasure filled gasp left you as his tongue flicked along your nipple. It wasn’t his normal organ you come to know but his demon one that had your core clenching and your legs trying to pull his waist closer to yours.

Your palms tangled in his hair as he alternated between them, wrapping his lips around the erect bud, and running is tongue along the sensitive skin that had you desperate beneath him.

“Please, baby. I—fuck—I need…”

“What do you need, honey?”

“I need your face between my legs.”, you pleaded.

Lifting you again, he carried you back into your bedroom and placed you on the mattress.

“Honestly, I’m loving the sounds you make when I play with your tits. Let’s let Eddie take care of your pussy. Trust me. He’s amazing with his tongue.”

The long-haired demon winked at you as he removed his shirt and climbed between you till you felt his breath hit your sex. Steve had undersold his friend’s ability because as soon as his long demon tongue licked between your folds, not only did you see stars but the whole goddamn universe.

“Ed-Edward…oh…”

Steve’s palm roughly massaged one breast in his hand as mouth continued to slurp and lick the other.

“It feels good, doesn’t it, baby?”

All you could do was nod while your eyes rolled back as Eddie flicked his tongue in and out of your entrance while his thumb massaged your clit. With hooded eyes, you watch the other demon rise and go behind his friend, grabbing his hips and yanking his ass in the air.

“Keep your legs open, Y/N. Do you understand me?”

“Y-yes. Y-yes, I understand.”

Red light blinds your eyes as they change into their demon form. Steve takes hold of the demon in front of him, spitting into his hand before pumping his cock a few times and guiding himself into Eddie.

“F-fuck, Steven.”, he moaned as he began devouring you again. With Steve aggressively thrusting into him, he was now like a man possessed, his tongue reaching deeper inside of you and touching places you never thought possible.

“Yes! Fuck…I’m…can-can I touch your hair?”

Focused on his task, Eddie didn’t answer but the other demon nodded as he heavily panted. When you fingers curled into his long locks between his horns, he hummed in ecstasy, the vibration being that last little push you needed as you came hard on his lips.

Twitching beneath him, you felt the bed dip on either side as he carefully climbed as far up your body as you could.

“Come…come here, princess. Careful.”, he warned as you slid lower underneath him till he was hovering above you. Craning your neck, your lips met his as they mingled together and he whimpered against them as he was nearing his climax.

“You’re both so fucking beautiful like this. I love you. I know you feel like I saved you but…YOU saved ME.”

Eddie grunted loudly as he came, leaning back to passionately kiss Steve as he followed. They changed back into their human forms and fell onto the bed as they lifted you further up towards the pillows.

Steve wasn’t joking when he mentioned taking their time. Their hands and lips roamed every part of your body while one or both would stop to devour your cunt or thrust their fingers into your now dripping hole. Sometimes while they played with you they played with each other.

While Steve was trying to make you cum his mouth for the fifth time Eddie deep throated him till he shuddered and spilled into his mouth. While Eddie was holding you to his chest, kissing and sucking on your neck, Steve was pumping his thick fingers into him as he nibbled on his shoulder.

“Baby are you still here?”, Eddie chuckled as his lips ran along your jawline.

“Y-Yeah. I…I here.”

“Hey, honey. Come on. You got one more in you. We haven’t even had our cocks inside of you yet.”

“Can’t…move…”

They smile as Steve grips you in his arms and rolls you on top of him. “Don’t worry, Y/N. We can take care of you.”

Your body suddenly came to life as you felt him guide himself into your core. Pressing your hands against his chest, you slowly grinded your hips against his making him groan.

“Fuck baby girl. That’s it. See? We told you… you could do it.”

Eddie’s palm gently tilts your forward, teasing your ass with his tip before gradually pushing into you. Once again you were overwhelmed by the full feeling of them inside you at the same time, your mouth going slack with a silent moan as you tried to make any sound at all.

“It-It’s ok, sweetheart. Let go and scream if you want to. Jesus… you earned it.”

“You’ve be quiet for too long, Y/N. Let go.”

They both thrust into you, matching each other’s pace as you threw your head back screamed so loud it probably woke your neighbors.

“Fuck! Fuck, yes! You both feel so fucking good! Please…please make me cum.” They growled in pleasure as both sets of hands gripped your body and pumped into you roughly. “Fuck…I love you. I love you so much. Please, please, please…”

Your voice trailed off as you whimpered their proper names till your felt yourself quiver around them as the coil snapped and you collapsed on Steve’s chest.

“Good girl. That’s a fucking good girl. We’re going to fill you up, honey. Such a good girl.”

The demon’s arms held you tightly to him as he thrust his hips a few more times before you felt him warm your insides. Eddie soon followed, gripping your hair in his fist as he pounded into you till all of his release was inside you.

“P-Please…I can’t…I’m only human.”

They laugh at your joke as they carefully pull out of you before Eddie lifts you in his arms and carries you to the bathroom. As he starts to lean towards the shower to turn it on, you stop him.

“Why don’t we take a bath?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“I don’t think we’ve ever taken a bath.”, Steve muses.

“Ever? Not even before showers were a thing?” After they both shake their heads, their eyes watch you with intense focus as you explain to them smells and how baths can help with certain things. This time you were the one to guide them in, smiling as they slowly sat down and you leaned against Eddie while wrapping your legs around Steve.

Reaching for your wash rag, you handed it to him and showed him what you needed, wincing when he began cleaning between your legs.

“Shit. I’m sorry. Am I doing this wrong?”

“No, no. I’m just sore.” Grinning, you watched him continue before finishing and leaning back to relax.

“This is actually really nice.” Eddie sighs happily behind you.

“I’m surprised you’ve never had one. Not even in your home?”

“No point. I mean we can snap ourselves clean.”

“I guess you didn’t notice when you where there that we didn’t have a bathroom.”, Steve smiles but it falters a bit when he sees your eyes get a bit glassy. “What are you thinking about, honey?”

“Just how glad I am that you’re still here.”

Eddie holds you tighter in his arms as the other demon caresses your cheek.

After the water starts to get colder, you three get out and they help you dry off. As soon as you enter your bedroom, you feel the past couple of days hit you and you quickly crawl into bed with them following after.

You feel them gently running their fingers along your face and down your arm as you fall asleep.

“Nothing’s going to change.” Eddie states causing Steve to turn and look at him with confusion. “With us I mean. I can see it in your eyes, Steven. That worry. We already crossed that boundary and I care a lot about you…the same way I care about Y/N.”

“I thought maybe because we were free…we wouldn’t…need each other like that anymore.”

Eddie’s hand reaches over to grip the demon’s chin as he runs his thumb along his bottom lip.

“I’m always going to need you. I love you to, Steven.”

He nods as he tenderly kisses the pad of his finger. “I love you to, Edward.”

***

“Oh. Hi there. I’m Detective Hopper.” The officer scans Eddie up and down as he tries to get a read on him.

“Hey there. I’m Eddie, Y/N’s friend.”

“Ah. Good, good. She needs some company after what happened. Is it just you or…?”

“Uh, me and our other friend Steve, sir. Would you like to meet him?”

“No, no reason to. I just came by to let Y/N know that it seems like Noah Strong’s death IS related to something having to do with the mayor so she doesn’t need to worry about something happening or anything like that.”

“Oh, don’t worry, Detective. Even if there was we’ll always keep her safe. Thank you for letting us know.”

The gentleman tips his hat before walking back to his car as Eddie closes the door.

“Yeah, that will take some getting used to; being seen.”

“What did he say?”, Steve asked.

“Y/N is in the clear more or less.”

“Yay.”, you grin as you come out from your bedroom with your suitcase. “It’s not going to look suspicious right? If we go on this vacation.”

“Who cares. If all else fails we can just run to another realm.”

“Eddie… Let’s keep that as a last resort.”, Steve sighs. “I’m kind of curious about this one and all the things we haven’t seen.”

“Well, where would you like to go first?”

“As long as we’re with you, princess, we’ll go anywhere.”

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I'm His Cherished Doll - Roger Barel

Event bonus story

Things get a bit nsfw toward the end. Jfc that end.

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this. Roger is his own warning.

Crown surrounds me, who accidentally took a shrinking drug.

(I need to make a good choice. Who I want to take care of me is-)

Kate: Roger, can you take care of me? (I think being with Roger will be the fastest way to return to normal)

Roger: What a coincidence. I was thinking of sticking to you.

Kate: Huh…

Roger smiles wickedly and grabs me with one hand.

Roger: No way I’m handing an interesting experiment to another guy. Right?

Kate: Right? Wait…

I made the wrong choice?!

Victor: Roger, if you do anything bad to Kate, I, Victor, won’t stay quiet about it!

Roger: Yeah, yeah. I gotcha. Come on, let’s go little lady.

Kate: It’s not like I can go anywhere else with you grabbing me…

Victor: Kate!

Ellis: There they go…

Victor: Wah…I wanted to take care of her. You’re so sneaky Roger.

Harrison: You were pretending to worry about Kate, but really, you just wanted to take care of her.

~~~

Roger sets me down on a desk in his lab.

(Everything looks different than usual)

(Of course they do since I’m tiny now…)

Roger: Hey little lady. Does your skin feel the same as usual?

Roger pokes my cheek with his index finger.

Kate: Oof. H-hold on…

Roger: Hmm, no change here. Then, how about here?

The finger that was touching my cheek starts stroking my neck.

Kate: Ah…

(I just made a weird noise…)

Roger: No change here? You’re still the same sensitive, vocal little lady.

Kate: P-please stop teasing me like that.

I try to remove his finger, but Roger grabs me again.

Frustrated by being in his clutches (literally and figuratively), I flail in his hold.

Kate: Ugh-

Roger: Pfft, haha. Cu~te.

(Honestly, the more you bully someone, the better your smile)

Our interactions are surprisingly the same as usual.

I was anxious because of how my body changed, but with how we’re still acting the same as usual, I feel like things will work out.

(Alright, let’s find out what I can do!)

Kate: Roger, please let me help you with your research. I’ll do my best to return to normal.

Roger: Yeah, of course. Then Kate, you’ll-

Kate: Nn…

(Mm…I…fell asleep? When?)

It’s dark in the basement so I can’t tell for sure, but I’m certain it’s already midnight.

When I was going to help Roger with his research, I apparently fell asleep.

(I have good stamina, but with my body like this, I probably get more tired than usual)

(Huh…?)

At this moment, I realize that I was sleeping on something.

(This is Roger’s vest. Then…)

Roger: …

I look over to see Roger alone at his work table.

Comparing the various test tubes, he pinches his glabella and lets out a deep sigh.

Roger: Ha…

Damn it… Isn’t this it?

(I’ve never seen Roger look so serious before…)

I can’t take my eyes off his side profile.

Even after I became like this, Roger stayed the same.

Roger’s mean, egotistical, and always teases me.

(But this isn’t the same as usual…)

Even if it was my fault, Roger was the one that made the drug I took.

(You were acting like that because you knew I was anxious, weren’t you?)

The more time I spend with Roger, the more I realize just how strong and unwavering he is.

If there’s anyone in the world that can survive on their own, then it’s someone like him.

(Roger’s never needed my support…)

(I know that)

(I know that, but…)

Roger: Hm? Oh, you’re awake, Sleeping Beauty.

Kate: …Yeah. Um, Roger...

Roger: Hm?

Kate: Would you mind lowering your head a bit?

Roger: Sure? No problem, but what’s up?

I approach his bowed head…

(Why do I want to be nice to this person?)

I gently pat his head with my tiny hand.

Kate: Thank you for trying to find a way to get me back to normal. I’d love to return to normal of course, but… But if I can’t, then I’m fine with that too.

Roger: … You’re fine with that, are you. That’s just like our robin.

I’m sure he can see through my bluff.

However, I really wanted to let him know that I’m fine.

(I just wish that I could say it better…)

While I’m sulking over how awkward I was, Roger smiles at me.

Roger: Hey, little lady… If you don’t return to normal, then how about we get married?

Kate: …………huh? M-married?

Roger: I can do research by your side. You can spend your time laughing and smiling while I’m being mean to you.

Not bad, don’t you think?

I was surprised by his sly grin and how he just said that without hesitation that I couldn’t help but laugh.

Kate: Hehe, I wouldn’t want you to be mean to me for the rest of my life, but maybe that’s okay.

Roger: Right? Well, I haven’t given up on getting you back to normal either.

Roger sits back in his chair and shuts his eyes.

Roger: I’m gonna nap for a bit. Wake me up in 15 minutes.

Kate: Eh? Then you should lie down properly-

Roger: Zzz…

(He’s already asleep…)

I stare at his face, which looks a little more innocent now that his eyes are closed, and then look down at my hand that had touched his hair earlier.

(He’s selfish, an egoist, and mean, but…)

(Roger’s existence has saved me a couple of times…)

(It’s frustrating but…it’s the absolute truth)

We woke up at the same time to the sound of footsteps from upstairs.

Roger: Mm… Hm? Whoa…Is it morning already?

Kate: Feels…like it?

Roger: I told you to wake me up, but you fell asleep too.

Kate: Sorry. This body tires out easily-

The moment I woke up I noticed some physical discomfort.

Roger: You…

(Huh…?)

Kate: I’m…back to normal? I’m back to normal! Hooray!

I’m so ecstatic that I hug Roger without thinking and I feel his muscular body against mine.

Roger: Did the drug run its course? No, but a drug that shrinks a person can’t simply-

Kate: It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I’m back to normal.

Roger: Yeah, you’re right. I’ll figure it out later… At any rate, thank goodness for your good health.

Kate: What a relief. Thanks for being by my side.

Roger: No problem. But I think you’re a little too energetic with the naked cuddling?

Kate: Naked? Ah…

(I’m not wearing anything?!)

It’s only when he pointed it out that I realized I’m not wearing any clothes.

The doll clothes I wore lie abandoned on the floor.

Kate: I’m sorry. I’ll go put something-

Roger: Hey, hold on. What’re you gonna do about “this”?

Roger grabs my hand and brings it to his lower half.

Kate: Eh…Oh, um…Huh?

My cheeks heat up when I feel something firm against my hand.

Kate: Roger…is this…

Roger: When I’m feeling worn out, I just can’t help myself. Besides, it’s like your naked body’s inviting me.

Kate: It’s saying no such thing…

(I need to put something on quickly)

The moment I get up from the chair, Roger pins me down on the work table.

Kate: !

While hovering over me, his rough hand traces my neck.

Like a butterfly specimen, my arms are pinned and I can’t move.

Kate: Ah…Roger…you can’t…

Roger: Oh? Jeez, you should enjoy it, but you’re oddly serious. Then I won’t put it in. That won’t be a problem, right?

Kate: Not putting it in…That’s not the point…

His large hands cover my exposed breasts.

He starts groping my chest.

(Ah…don’t…)

The calluses rub against a sensitive area, sending a tingling sensation through my body.

It’s as if every part of my body’s craving the sweet stimulation.

Roger: Kate. I haven’t even played with them yet and your nipples are already getting hard.

Kate: …

Roger: Haha, that’s a nice heartbeat. My ears are picking up everything.

Kate: Don’t listen please!

Roger: Oh? You’re not asking me not to touch you?

Kate: Um…

Roger: Pfft, hahaha. You really are something… You weren’t so bad when you were tiny, but it’s better to talk at the same level.

Kate: …

(Why are you saying that with such a carefree smile?)

(A smile like that)

(...I can’t say no to it)

I wonder how much of this was calculated and how much was his trap.

No matter how much I think about it, I can’t figure it out.

But I can accept his approaching lips-

That I knew for sure.

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Reality (Pt. 3) (Christen Press x Reader)

A/N: Do I love this? Yes. Did I maybe cry? Also yes. Am I hoping you’ll like this? Definitely yes. Is Alex just a soft little bean in this fic? Maybe.

This is Alternate version 1.

P.S. the playlist for this specific fic was brutal. Sad song after sad song. Had to channel my past for this lmaoo. Had Khalid’s first album on repeat. Specifically 8teen. Because OOF the emotions and memories to that one. Then it was happy songs so it was all over lmao. It was BRUTAL.

Enjoy! (:

“She blocked me again.” You tell Alex as you get into the car. “I’m not so bothered by it anymore but it does sting a little.”

“At least it stings less this time.” Alex says as she closes the car door. “Y/N you really need to stop looking at her page.”

“I just miss her so much.”

“I know Y/N.. I know and I’m sorry. Just take a nap okay? It’ll be a while until we get to your parents house.”

“Thanks again for driving.”

“Not a problem.” Alex says with a smile.

You closed your eyes as Alex began to drive. Remembering one specific Fourth of July.

“Okay let’s go on another ride.” You tell Alex as you pull her hand.

“Can’t we take a break? I’m tired.”

“No. No breaks, you said you’d go on another ride with me and you can’t back out.”

“Ugh. Fine.” Alex says with a sigh. Following right behind you.

You looked back to see if Alex was following you and she was, but as you turned around you bumped into someone. You turned back around and saw the one person you didn’t think you’d see.

“Christen?”

“Y/N?”

“Hey.”

“Hey.” Christen says with a smile. “Alex.”

“Christen.” Alex says with a nod.

“I-um. How have you been?” Christen asks you.

“Good. How have you been? It’s been a while.”

“Good as well. Yeah it’s been a while.”

Two years. It’s been two years since Christen decided she didn’t want to be friends. Ever since she saw you at a game with Alex. The night that changed everything.

“I’m here with my neighbor and my boyfriend. I want you to meet him, he’s really nice.” Christen says.

“Uh yeah I’d love to.”

“Come on.” Christen says grabbing your arm.

She walked through the crowd, your hand in hers and you felt like it was all back to normal. It definitely wasn’t, but for a few seconds it felt like it was.

“Y/N. This is my boyfriend Justin. Justin this is Y/N a friend of mine.” Christen says.

Friend?

“Hi. Nice to meet you.” You say as you extend your hand out and shake hands with her boyfriend.

“Nice to meet you as well.”

“Hey do you want to go on a ride with me?” Christen asks. “Nobody else wants to go on it with me.”

“Sure yeah. Alex doesn’t want to go on with me because she’s tired.” You say looking behind you.

“Look it’s not my fault I get dizzy.” Alex says.

“Come on then.” Christen says with a smile. “Please?”

“Okay. Yeah let’s go.”

You wanted to stay there, to stay in that moment. Forever. Like it was all before.

After waiting five minutes in line you both got on the ride. You sat next to Christen, like you always did. The ride was finally being lifted up as it got ready. Once it begun it was spinning and going upside down and all over.

“AHH.” Christen screamed. “Are you not scared?”

“Nope. I like the adrenaline!” You shout.

“I’m scared!” Christen shouts. “Oh yeah that’s right. You and your darn need of adrenaline!”

You extended your hand out and Christen quickly held onto your hand. You turned your head and saw her closing her eyes.

“I forget you scare so easily.” You shout.

“Oh my god I feel like I’m going to throw up.”

“You’re fine, I got you.”

As the ride began to slow down Christen still held onto your hand.

“I missed you.” Christen shouted as she squeezed your hand, opening her eyes as she turned to face you.

You felt your heart stop and race at the same time. Oh how you longed to hear those words come out of her mouth.

Once the ride stopped you both got off the seats.

“I missed you too.” You tell Christen just before you both walked back to where her boyfriend and where Alex were. Christen smiled at you as she gave your hand one last squeeze.

“Y/N. Y/N wake up we’re here.” You hear Alex say.

“Already?” You mumble as you rub your eyes.

“Yes already. Come on, your parents are waiting for us.”

Both you and Alex grabbed all your luggage from the backseat not wanting to make two trips to the car. Too exhausted to even walk to the door, having had practice that same morning.

“Honey you’re home.” Your mom says as she opens the door for you. “Alex I’m so glad you decided to come.”

“Happy to be be here, thank you for inviting me.” Alex says as she drops the bags on the living room floor. “We’re very tired though.”

“Very.” You say as you hobble towards the couch and lay down. “Very tired.”

“There’s food but I think you’ll want to sleep. Am I right?” Your mother asks you.

“Indeed I do. Alex can you carry me to my room?”

"You can walk." Your mother says making you groan.

"But I'm tired."

"Oh well, get up and walk to your bedroom."

"It's fine really, I do this every once in a while." Alex says.

"Excuse me?"

"Now why would you say that." You say looking up at Alex. "Why? Do you not love me being alive?"

"I- uhh. I never do this, it’s the first time.” Alex says as she picks you up from the couch and walking to your room.

“Are you going to take a nap with me?” You ask as Alex places you down on your bed.

“Maybe. I kind of want to read or just listen to some music.”

“You can do that here.” You say as you scoot over and get under the blankets.

“I could but then you’d end up taking the entire space.”

“Fair.” You say with a shrug. She was right, you often took up all the space, you slept in the most random positions. But it was comfy, or you thought so.

Alex let you take your well needed nap, as if you hadn’t slept on the way to your parents house. She knew you needed more rest. Letting you sleep, she walked back to the living room, grabbing her book and headphones.

You were home for the Fourth of July. A time of year that Alex knew you couldn’t be alone.

It was the one holiday that stringed you deeply. She wasn’t going to leave you alone.

A few blocks down from your home, Christen was also home, visiting her parents home. Along with her boyfriend.

“What’s this?” Justin says as he grabs something from under Christen’s bed. “A box with a binder? What’s in here? It’s full of notes?”

“Give me that.” Christen says, eyes wide as she realizes what box he grabbed. The binder she kept that was filled with all the notes you had given her.

At the beginning of your friendship you were too shy to actually talk to Christen. So you did the best you could and communicated to her with notes. Christen loved each of them, each having a huge significance to her. They held many memories of you both.

“Christen, thank you for being the best friend I could ever have asked for. Turtle.” Justin reads as he skims through all the notes.

“Give me that.” Christen says as she gets up and attempts to grab it from him, but he only pulls away trying to read more.

“There’s one from you, you wrote this one. Y/N this is part four of the notes and I want to start by saying that this part-.” Justin is cut off as Christen snatches the binder from him.

“These are not for you to read.” Christen says with a stern voice.

“What the hell are those notes? Christen. What was that last note?”

“Nothing. They’re nothing.”

Lies.

They were everything. Everything to her. It was what still somewhat connected you both.

“They sure seemed like something.”

“They’re notes. Y/N never actually talked to me when we first started becoming friends, so she wrote me notes. I talked and she wrote notes. We communicated that way.”

“That’s weird.” Justin says with a chuckle.

“No! No it’s not. It’s not weird. She’s shy, she hates talking, she could only show affection and appreciation through notes. It’s not weird it’s-it’s.”

“It’s what? Cute?”

“No, it’s who she is.” Christen says as she looks down at the binder. “She’s shy, she’s always been shy.”

“Seemed to me like she loved you.”

“In a friend way.”

“Definitely not in a friend way.” Justin says as he gets up from the floor. “And you also loved her.”

“Of course I did, as a friend.” Christen says.

Justin shakes his head and scoffs as he makes his way towards the front door.

“You loved her and definitely not in a friend way.”

“What? No I didn’t.”

“I don’t want to be in the middle of whatever you two are. It’s clear you and I aren’t working. I’ve tried to get through it but you and I don’t work. You’re not in this relationship, it’s all one sided. I don’t want that. Especially when you’re in love with an old friend that you haven’t gotten over.”

“What? That’s not true.”

“I’m done. You may not want that but I’m done. Y/N seems to take all the space in your head.” Justin says as he walks out of Christen’s home.

Christen stood in front of the door in shock. Should she run out and try and save her relationship? Definitely. Not?

Instead she did something else, she got into her car and drove to your house.

As Alex was just about to fall asleep she heard a loud knock coming from the front door. Taking her headphones off she looked around and saw no one.

So naturally she walked to the door and opened it. The Y/L/N wouldn’t mind since she was here a lot.

“Christen?” Alex says as she opens the door, realizing who it was.

“Alex? What the hell are you doing here?”

“No, what the hell are YOU doing here?” Alex asks as she walks out and closes the front door.

“I need to talk to Y/N.”

“No. You can’t.”

“This isn’t your house.” Christen says as she tries walking around Alex.

“And it’s not yours either.” Alex says as she gets in Christen’s way. “But I am a regular at the Y/L/N household. And I’m saying you can’t go in the house.”

“Alex I need to talk to her so get out of my way.”

“To tell her what exactly? To maybe apologize and become friends again but also still hate me? Yeah I don’t think so. You’ve put her through enough. You also blocked her again? So no you can’t talk to her. Figure out another way.”

“Alex. Let me in.”

“You want to know something? She never thought she was good enough, but did you have to make it worse?” Alex shouts.

“Let me in I want to talk to her.”

“You treated her like nothing, like she never mattered. But yet she still stuck around, thinking you would change. Thinking you would keep your promise that you would change! She hoped you would change! Change like you promised her!”

“I know what I did! You don’t think I know what I did? You don’t think it’s not in the back of my mind all the fucking time? You don’t know what our friendship was like.” Christen shouts only making Alex more frustrated.

“You ruined her. Shattered her heart into a million pieces. Oh Christen please spare me the I don’t know because I KNOW. Who do you think has been there for her? Certainly not you.”

“Alex. Let me in the house. I need to see her and I need to talk to her.”

“You know the worst of it all? The worst of it all was you taking the wonderful person she was before you.”

“I didn’t mean any of it to happen.”

“Then maybe invent a time machine and think before you do something. But right now I won’t let you talk to her. She’s tired, she needs sleep. We had practice yesterday and this morning then we drove here, she doesn’t need something or someone else draining her energy.”

“Screw your Alex! Why are you even here at her house.”

"I'm here because I was invited by her family. It's the Fourth of July weekend. Should be a holiday for you to remember right? Fourth of July." Alex says as she turns around and walks back towards the house.

Alex goes to open the door but right before she does, she’s shoved by Christen.

"Oh screw you Alex!" Christen shouts.

“No, screw you Christen. For screwing her over and over. She deserves so much more than you.” Alex shouts as she shoves Christen. “Screw you!”

Alex shoves Christen one last time before entering the house. When she enters she sees you, barefoot and sleepy.

"Al? Were you yelling?" You ask as you rub your eyes. "It's late."

"It's eight pm Y/N." Alex says walking towards you.

"Who were you talking to?" You say groggily.

"Just a neighbor." Alex says.

"Oh uhh everything okay? Wait, why are you yelling at one of my neighbors?"

"Loud music from their car, that's all."

"Oh, who?"

"The neighbor from across the street?"

"Oh yeah they usually have loud music but you get used to it, Alex you definitely shouldn't have yelled at them though. They're nice people trust me."

"Noted." Alex says. "Should we go back to your room?"

"Yes. I'm exhausted." You say as you grab another pillow from the couch. "Carry me?"

"No I already did that earlier today. Now come on before we bother your family with the amount of noise we’re making.”

“They’re not asleep Al, they’re just in their room watching tv or reading. Now come on I’m so tired.”

“When aren’t you.”

- - - -

“So I pushed him and he fell in the pool because he was too distracted by three golden retrievers.” Your aunt says, making everyone laugh. Everyone except you.

“Hey you okay?” Alex whispers.

“I feel so empty.” You whisper.

Alex gives you a sympathetic smile as she wraps an arm around you.

“One day you’ll be here again and you’ll feel happy. I promise you that. You’ll find happiness.” Alex whispers and you give her a weak smile.

“Thanks Al.”

“Alex do you have any good stories? I’m sure you have plenty, especially of Y/N. How long have you guys been together?” Your uncle asks and you turn to look at Alex, then back to your uncle.

“We- we’re not dating.” You say then clear your throat. “We’re best friends.”

“Oh my apologies. I thought, or I guess I assumed which was totally my fault.”

“It’s fine really. We’ve dealt with worse.” You say.

“Have we really?” Alex asks and you shrug.

“I don’t know. No?” You say making Alex laugh.

Alex pulls you closer into her, her hand reaching for your hand.

“But I do have good stories.” Alex says.

Alex began telling your family stories of you from being late to your first practice with the Wave to falling from your seat on the plane because you had fallen asleep. It was definitely a bit embarrassing but Alex also gave them embarrassing stories about herself, probably so you wouldn’t kill her.

You laughed through it all, never letting go of Alex’s hand. As she told all those stories you looked at her and something inside you was feeling nervous. Alex turned to look at you at the most embarrassing parts of each story, squeezing your hand and smiling.

Alex looked at you and she smiled, suddenly Alex felt like she was looking at a different you. Smiling and laughing at her telling the stories. She loved to see that side of you. She was feeling something deep inside her that she hadn’t felt in a while. Alex subconsciously shook her head and turned back to finish her stories.

After a long night with your family, you and Alex went back to your room.

Alex went on to shower to get ready for bed. While she did that, you sat on the floor of your bedroom, pulling a box from under your bed. Already haven taken a shower, wanting to be first.

You opened it and there it was, two folded pieces of paper. You grabbed the first one, unfolding it and knowing, it was part one of Christen’s note to you. The fact that it was written in pencil gave it away that it was part one. Part two was written in red pen.

Dear Turtle,

When I first met you, you were so shy. I asked you a semi awkward question but yet you answered anyway. Since then we became best friends. You never really talked to me the first year of our friendship but instead you communicated with me by notes. I liked that. It was adorable…

A whole page. A whole page that she had written for you. That was part 1. You pulled out the second part of the note. Flipping it to the back as you remembered something about it.

Part 3 until Friday. There’s four parts. I love you so so soooooo much.

You remembered it all too well, Friday came but the third part didn’t. Neither did the fourth. It never got to your hands. You had asked Christen when you’d get them but she said another day. That day never came.

“Hey, you okay?” Alex asks. You turn around and see Alex in her tank top, drying her hair with her towel.

“I- uh. Yeah I’m fine just looking at something.” You say turning back around and placing the notes back in the box.

“Are those the notes?” Alex asks.

“Yeah.” You say putting the box back under the bed and standing up. “Ready for bed?”

“Always.” Alex says with a smile. “You?”

“Always.”

You get in the bed and scoot over, making room for Alex. It also helped that your parents bought you a bigger mattress.

“You look good for going to bed.” Alex says and you laugh.

“Your hair looks good.”

“Thank you. I’m trying out a new shampoo.” Alex says and you smile.

“You smell better than this morning that’s for sure.”

“You weren’t complaining earlier.”

“Yeah well you were driving for me, I didn’t want to risk you making me drive.” You say. Alex let out a gasp as she smacked your arm.

“Oh how sneaky.” Alex says with a stare making you giggle.

“Goodnight stinky.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

“Wait, can you put your playlist? It helps me fall asleep.”

“I can do that. I see you’ve become a fan of my playlist.” Alex says with a grin.

“Well seeing as you’ve subconsciously made me a fan of your favorite artist over the years, how can I not?”

“Hey now, be real, you loved it the moment I showed you my favorite song.”

“Goodnight stinky.” You say as you face away from Alex. Closing your eyes and relaxing as soon as you hear Alex play her playlist.

You remembered the day she showed you her favorite artist.

“Are you a fan of Taylor Swift?” Alex asks as you both run to the car. Rain pouring down as you got out of practice.

“Haven’t listened to her music so can’t say I’m not.” You say as you open the door to the car.

“This new album, Speak Now is phenomal. Let me play you my favorite song right now and it’ll make you a fan trust me.”

“I trust you.”

You both get into the car and Alex quickly puts skips the tracks on the cd to the one she wanted.

“This song is called Sparks Fly. Definitely one of my favorites so far.” Alex says as the song begins.

You may have enjoyed it a little bit but you wouldn’t dare say that to Alex. That was her favorite song. Personally you thought Fearless was good too, you wouldn’t tell Alex that either. Both were great.

The following morning you were woken up by your phone buzzing. The time alone made you groan, five am. You reached for your phone and saw the name you hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Tyler?” You say groggily. “Is everything okay?”

“Hey, it’s Christen.”

The voice alone made you wake up.

“Before you hang up, do you think you could come outside? I know it’s early but I’d like to talk to you, before our next camp and preferably.”

You turned around and saw Alex still sleeping.

“Give me five minutes.”

You were quick to change and walked outside, Christen was right in front of you. Standing in front of your home.

“Hey.”

“It’s pretty early.” You say with a yawn.

“I know and I apologize but I’ve been wanting to talk to you.” Christen says, hands in the pockets of her sweatshirt.

“Well here I am.”

You both began walking down the block, the sound of birds chirping filling the silence between you both.

“Justin and I broke up.” Christen says and you turn to face her.

“Oh? I’m sorry.”

“We weren’t made for each other. It was bound to happen really.” Christen says and you hum.

“Is that what you were going to tell me?” You ask facing Christen.

“I wanted to apologize to you. I’m sorry I didn’t apologize sooner. You deserved an apology a long time ago, so I know this apology is overdue. But I’m truly truly sorry, you didn’t deserve what I put you through.”

“I accept your apology.”

“Really?”

“What shocks you? That I accept your apology? Christen I’ve never stopped caring about you, your apology to me gives me some type of peace. I wouldn’t say closure but peace because losing you was the toughest thing for me and an apology from you is what I think I needed. So thank you for apologizing.”

“Long overdue.” Christen says and you look down at the pavement. “I don’t expect us to be friends again but I’ll always care about you. But I’d like to maybe try and be friends again?”

“Give me some time?” You ask Christen.

“Of course.”

You nod as you both turned back into your street.

“Thank you for coming out and listening to me.”

“I think we both needed it.” You say and Christen nods.

“Well here we are.” Christen says as you both stop right in front of your home. “Thank you.”

“Thank you.” You say as you turn to look at her.

Oh the awkwardness, you remembered it all too well. It was if it were middle school all over again. You never knew what to do.

“Have a good day.” You say as you rock back and forth on your heels.

“Have a good day turtle.” Christen says with a smile.

You smiled softly at her as you turned around and walked into your house.

You let out a loud sigh as you closed the door. Resting your back against the door as you closed your eyes.

“Good morning?”

You were startled, immediately opening your eyes and seeing Alex across from you.

“Geez you scared me.”

“Are you okay?” Alex asks as she walks towards you. “I woke up and you weren’t in bed.”

“I went out for a walk.”

“Are you okay?” Alex asks again.

“I went on a walk with Christen.” You say walking away from Alex.

“And are you okay?” Alex asks as she catches up to you.

“She apologized.”

“Really?” Alex asks, her tone sounding confused.

“Really.”

“Y/N.”

“I know what you’re going to say Al but she called me and wanted to talk to me and I just kind of wanted to see her.” You say turning to face Alex. “It gave me some peace. Maybe I can finally move on Al.”

Alex tilted her head slightly, she took one step towards you and hugged you.

“I’m happy for you Y/N.” Alex whispers as she hugged you tight.

Wrapping your arms around Alex you felt safe in her arms. The warmth she gave you and the feeling of being safe was nice and it was something you hadn’t felt in so long.

As she hugged you, Alex felt happy for you. She was happy you had finally gotten an apology. Resting her chin on top of your head, she rubbed your back and didn’t let you go.

“Peace.” You mumble against Alex.

You weren’t even sure if you were talking about Christen apologizing or being in Alex’s arms. What you were sure of was having some sort of peace.

For the Fourth of July, you and Alex spent it watching movies and fireworks. Munching on snacks you both loved.

“You and me.” Alex says as you watched the fireworks.

“You and me.” You say back as you leaned back into Alex, she was quick to wrap her arms around you the second you leaned back into her.

Your family all gathered around watching the fireworks. Telling more stories and making s’mores.

Peace?

“Smile.” Your uncle says as he grabs his camera and takes a picture of you and Alex.

- - - -

A month later you both headed to national team camp.

You hadn’t talked to Christen since the morning she apologized. You and Alex were also a little closer than usual, something was definitely changing but neither of you knew what.

“You look different.” Megan says as you and Alex walk into the hotel.

“Different good or different bad?” You ask Megan.

“I can’t tell, but different.” Megan says as she raises an eyebrow. Trying to examine your face you looked at her weirdly.

“You’re being weird. If you couldn’t tell I’m happy, or at least in peace.”

“Ah yeah that would do it, that’s different.” Megan says nodding her head and walking away.

You looked at Alex, who was already looking at you.

“You look good.” You tell Alex as you both walk to the elevators.

“Me? In sweats? Please. You look good yourself.” Alex says and you smile.

“In sweats? Please.” You say back making Alex laugh.

“You guys left us!” Naomi shouts.

“Oh yeah we definitely did and weren’t supposed to.” You whisper to Alex. “Sorry! Come on you two.”

“When we go back to San Diego can you make more of that pasta you made?” Naomi asks.

“Of course.” Alex says.

“Umm..”

“We were taking to Y/N.” Taylor says making you laugh.

“It wasn’t bad.” Alex says.

“It wasn’t good either Al.” You say earning a scoff from Alex. “What? Come on I told you not to give it to them.”

“So is that a yes?” Naomi asks.

“I’ll make more don’t worry.”

“You know, you three are absolutely rude.” Alex says walking into the elevator. “My food is delicious.”

“You gotta love us though.” You say as you grab Naomi and Taylor. All three of you smiling.

“I suppose.”

The following day having a day off to get rest and get rid of the absolute terrible case of jet lag. You spent it with Alex as usual.

“Oh sunny day, sunny day.” Alex says as you both walk out the hotel.

“It’s cloudy.”

“Not when you’re around.” Alex says making you smile.

“You’re so corny.”

“Oh but you love me.”

“I suppose.” You say rolling your eyes sarcastically.

You headed to nearby stores, shopping and looking at what you wish you could buy but definitely couldn’t.

As the day went by the sky was slowly being filled with grey clouds. It was smart of you to bring a jacket with you. Walking to the last store before going back to the hotel, you bumped into some of the other girls.

“Wow you guys finally appear.” Megan says.

“We grabbed pretzels, they were pretty good.” You say with a nod.

“We bought Gucci.” Megan says, Rose looks at Megan weirdly as she speaks up.

“No we didn’t.” Rose says. “We bought stuff for Wilma and also found a cool shirt at a local store.”

“You better show me what you bought when we get back to the hotel.”

“Only if you show me what Alex bought you.” Rose says.

“Alex didn’t buy me anything.” You say. Rose looks at you then looks at Alex.

“I bought her stuff yes.” Alex says nodding.

“I knew it.” Rose says. “Ugh next time I’m going with you guys, Megan didn’t buy me anything.”

“I bought you candy.”

“Yeah for twenty five cents on those candy machines.” Rose says making you laugh.

“We’re heading back now, we’ll see you guys later.” You say, leaving Rose and Megan to argue with each other.

“Twenty five cents. She’s so cheap.” Alex says.

“You bought me lemonade for thirteen cents once Al.”

“It was from a lemonade stand.”

“Alex it was your niece’s lemonade stand”

“She didn’t accept card.” Alex says and you shove her.

Ten minutes into your walk back to the hotel it began to rain. Alex grabbed your hand as she pulled you aside, standing below a small space where you couldn’t get soaked in the rain.

“I love the rain.” You smiled as you watched it rain.

“So do I.” Alex says as she pulled you close to her.

Standing below what kept you both dry, Alex ran her fingers through your hair. Your head against her chest and you could hear her heartbeat.

You both always loved the rain.

Alex looked at you as you looked at the street where it was pouring. And maybe it was the way your hair had gotten a bit soaked or the way your eyes lit up as it began to rain. But she hoped you couldn’t see what she was seeing.

You looked at Alex and smiled, Alex smiled back and it was as if someone had flipped a switch, but the way you felt in Alex’s arms made you feel something you hadn’t felt in so long.

The way you felt in Alex’s embrace, made Alex heart melt, it made her feel things she never thought of when she saw you.

As Alex looked at you all your worries left, you knew it right then and there, a new and old feeling you hadn’t felt for someone in so long seemed to appear again.

While Alex looked at you, her heart began to beat in a different way, her eyes began to shine in a way she’d never thought would happen.

It was like you both knew, looking at each other for a few more long seconds you both smiled at one another.

Alex grabbed your stuff and placed it on the dry ground. You looked at her confused.

“What are you doing?” You ask and before she answers she pulls you into the rain.

“Doing something I think we should’ve done a while ago.” Alex says as she cups your face with her hands.

Alex smiles, and you’re still a bit confused but you kind of knew maybe what she was going at.

“And what’s that exactly?” You ask.

“This.”

Alex rubs her thumb on your cheek before she leans in to kiss you. Connecting her lips against yours, you reciprocated, closing your eyes as you placed your hands on her hips.

Happiness. Peace. Happy. Peace.

It almost felt like a movie, a fairytale even.

Kissing in the rain on the sidewalk.

You both pulled away, eyes still closed as your foreheads rested against one another. Alex smiled as she leaned in for another kiss. Neither of you wanting to open your eyes just yet. But when you both finally did, there it was. Sparks.

You hummed as Alex bumped her nose against yours.

“That was also long overdue.” Alex says.

“I agree.” You say.

It was as if someone had attached a string to both your hearts. The string being pulled and having your hearts connect.

Across the street from where you were Rose, Megan and Emily were passing by, noticing what had happened, watching it all unfold. Cheering and clapping.

Both you and Alex turned to look who was cheering, as soon as you had seen who it was you were quick to try and hide.

“Thank god.” Megan says as she walks up to you and Alex.

“Finally. I’m actually so happy for you guys, like otp for sure.” Rose says with a smile.

“Is this why you were so happy? How long has this been going on for?” Meg asks.

“I was happy for other reasons.” You say.

“Be real.”

“We’ve been figuring it out.” Alex says. “I think we just did.”

“We did.” You say with a smile.

“That’s honestly like kind of cute? But you didn’t hear me say that.” Emily says.

What none of you knew was that Christen watched it all unfold as well.

You all walked back to the hotel together, talking about really anything but what had just happened. Your hand intertwined with Alex’s. It all felt so nice.

As you walked into the hotel, your clothes sort of dry from the walk. You headed towards the elevator and up to the fifth floor. As you all walked out the elevator you headed to yours and Becky’s room.

“This was your plan all along.” Christen says as she looks at Alex as she passed through.

“Excuse me?” Alex asks as she turns around.

“Wait what?” You ask, you stumble back startled at the accusation Christen was saying. But also absolutely confused on what she meant.

“I didn’t like you from the moment I knew you were friends with Y/N.”

“And why’s that?” Alex says as she steps closer to Christen. “Enlighten us and tell us why that is.”

"Alex don't." You whisper as you put your hand on Alex's chest, trying to push her back.

“Does that really matter?”

“No but enlighten us. Do you think this..” Alex says motioning to you and her. “Happened because I planned it? No. I didn’t plan it. It just happened!”

“You’ve been after her since the moment you met her. I saw it in your eyes.”

“My eyes? Wow. Christen go look in the fucking mirror and look at yourself. You were in love with her, but you’re so stupid you never admitted it to her and definitely not yourself."

"Alex please, come on this isn't worth it." You say as you look at Alex. "Please."

"That's not true!" Christen shouts.

"I haven't said anything all this time but I know way more about you than you think I do. Word spreads Christen." Alex says. "I didn't plan this, we didn't plan this. You think Y/N planned to fall in love with me? No, it just happened over time."

"It was your plan all along and I know it." Christen shouts as she gets even closer.

"Yeah? Prove it then? You just keep using her, you always have, she's your safety. It's the only stability you've had in your life, but it's time for her to move on from your toxic self.”

Although Christen had apologized, you didn’t recognize who was in front of you. That wasn’t the Christen you knew. But you also didn’t know who she was anymore after spending so many years apart.

So many things flashed through your head, conversations and memories. But specifically one conversation, a conversation she didn’t know about.

"You didn't hear this from me but despite what Christen has told you, I wanted you to know because you deserve something. She didn't want you to know this, but she likes a girl, if that's anything to you."

“You liked a girl.” You say softly.

“What?” Christen asks, snapping her head to look at you.

“In middle school, you liked a girl, a friend of ours.” You say, trying to keep your composure.

“What? Where did you hear that? Who told you that?”

“A friend of ours told me, they told me that you didn’t want me to know but you liked a girl. That I deserved some truth, you liked a girl and you didn’t want me to know.”

“Y/N-.”

“I was always telling you my truth, always. But I swore I’d never say anything to you about it.”

“It’s not that I didn’t want you to know.” Christen says.

“But you didn’t want me to know, our friend told me because she said I deserved to know some truth. I needed some closure, because you weren't giving me that. They found me and told me, a secret that I swore I'd never tell anyone and I never did."

"I just didn't want to hurt you."

"Because I liked you? I knew that, even then why couldn't you trust me that I'd be happy for you for being with someone you love." You say as you stand in front of Alex.

"Coward." Alex says.

“Alex.” You say as you turn to give her a glare. “Christen. You never trusted me. Ever. I don’t know why and maybe I’ll never know. What I do know is that as much as I want closure from you, from us and our friendship. I don’t think I want it anymore. Your apology gave me the closest thing I’ll get from closure from you. I want to move on and I have and I will.”

“With Alex?” Christen says with a scoff.

“You never even liked Alex, she has never done anything to you. But you despise her and I don’t even understand why. Alex has nothing to do with you and I not being friends anymore.”

“She has everything to do with it! She took you away from me.” Christen shouts.

“That’s not true.” You shout. “I always wondered why you were so angry when you saw me with Alex but now I don’t even want to know because that won’t change anything. You never trusted me. At least she’s trusted me this entire time.”

“I trusted you.”

“No Christen you didn’t. You never did and I tried so hard to think you did but you never did.”

“Y/N.”

“I hated that you weren’t at my college graduation. I also hated that I wasn’t at yours. Just seeing pictures of you with your cap and gown from your family’s posts. It gutted me. Because all I ever wanted was to support you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I know you are, but I’m tired Chris. I’m tired.”

You sighed as you looked at Christen. Alex squeezed your arm softly, turning around you saw her nodding and then looking at Christen.

“Do you remember the notes you gave me in eigth grade?”

“Yes.”

“Do you remember I’d give you notes as well.”

“How could I forget. It was the only way you’d talk to me the first year of our friendship. You were so shy. It was how you communicated with me. I kept them all in a binder. It’s still under my bed.” Christen says.

“You gave me two. Your second one said there were four. I never got them and I still wonder what they said. But I’m coming to terms with the fact that I’ll never know and maybe you never wanted me to know. But I loved you for so long, I can’t live like this anymore. I care about you, I always will but I’m done. I’m happy now, I have peace. Alex had nothing to do with us not being friends anymore.”

You grabbed Alex’s hand and walked to your room, leaving a shocked Christen in the middle of the hallway.

“Are you okay?” You ask Alex as soon as you close the door to your room.

“I’m fine, are you okay?”

“I’m- I’m good.” You say as you breathe out. “I’m sorry she reacted that way.”

“That’s not your fault and you shouldn’t be apologizing for her. She’s responsible for her own actions. It’s not your fault Y/N.” Alex says as she places her hand on your cheek. You leaned into her touch and smiled.

“Thank you.” You turned your head just enough to kiss the inside of her hand. Alex smiled back at you, looking at you with such adoration.

You felt happy, felt at peace. Felt loved.

- - - -

“Close your eyes.” Alex says as she gets out of the car, running to the other side as she opens the door for you.

“You’re not going to kill me right? I didn’t mean it when I said to throw away your terrible terrible food. It was delicious.” You say and you hear Alex laugh.

“Can you just trust me?”

“I trust you I just don’t know what’s going to happen.” You say as you get out of the car.

“Open your eyes.” Alex says and you open your eyes.

Eyes widening as you see all around you, hundreds of floating lanterns being lit up by many people.

“I know the Fourth of July was something that meant a lot to you and that it probably won’t ever mean the same, so I wanted to bring you here. Have a little something of our own. Our Fourth of July but like two months later. Our own day to remember.”

“I love it.”

“Really?” Alex asks and you smile.

“Yes really. It’s lovely.”

“Well.” Alex says as she grabs the floating lantern. Turning it around to so you could see what she had written on it. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

You grinned as you leaped into her.

“Yes.” You say as you wrap your arms around her.

“Oh thank god I was starting to get worried.” Alex says making you laugh.

The sun went down and you released your lantern.

A new beginning with someone you love so much.

You both sat on the ground, looking at the sky as you watched all the floating lanterns. You had never felt so much happiness and love.

As much as you loved Christen, it just never seemed to go back to the way it was.

At every family event, Alex was now officially part of the family. You laughed and shared stories. You no longer felt empty but rather felt peace and joy.

You were kissing Alex every chance you could get, you were a brand new person. The kisses shared at family events as everyone told stories. Fourth of July was no longer so painful.

You healed.

Alex showed you what being loved was and felt like, and how to be treated as a friend but also as a partner. She wasn’t bothered by your constant need of assurance because she knew you always needed to be told every once in a while. She didn’t mind, in fact she loved telling you that she loved you.

“I love you.” Alex says as she wraps her arms around you.

“I love you. It’s you and me.”

“That’s my whole world.”

Three years later you would both come back, except that time Alex would get on one knee asking you to marry her. You obviously said yes because how could you not marry your best friend and lover.

Facing reality was no longer scary, it was exciting.

With the right person you knew facing reality would be an adventure. Alex was your reality and you were hers. You just didn’t know it. But she was reality. And she didn’t know but you were her reality. You were ready to be with Alex forever and face reality together.

This was reality and you were finally happy facing reality.

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