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bteezxyewriter12 · 1 year

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Rapper

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 5.2k

Includes- Oral, pussy eating, cum eating, blow job, deepthroating, riding, missionary, multiple orgasms, fluffy fluff

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J POV

"You're so full of shit", I inform my best friend, Yoongi, rolling my eyes at him

"I'm really not", he answers, lazily, "It's what's said about rappers. After all we have to talk really fast"

"That doesn't mean shit", I argue, "It's just like the saying dancers are the best in bed"

He thinks for a moment, "Eh I'd say gymnasts are the best in bed. More flexible"

"Fuck you Yoongi. I'm flexible"

"Not as flexible as a gymnast"

I snort, "Where will you ever meet a gymnast? Oh yeah never"

"I meet more people than you", he shoots back

I can't argue with that

But I'm going to anyways

"Still never met a gymnast who'll sleep with you"

He smirks cockily, "Please. I'm famous Jo. All I have to say is I'm Suga and girls will drop their panties for me"

"You're a fucking pig", I snap

He shrugs, "At least I get laid"

"So do I!", I yell

I mean I do when I want to

But I'm not about sleeping with random people

I'm not a one night stand person like he is

I don't open my legs for just anyone

"It still stands though. Rappers have the best tongues and are the best at oral"

I don't even know how we got on this argument

We were watching a movie and oh yeah, the people were having sex

And we were being asses, critiquing it

Then he said that whole rappers have the best tongue thing

Maybe they do

But him?

He doesn't even like going down on a girl so what the fuck is he bragging for?

"Right and your tongue is the best?"

"Damn right"

I just laugh, "You don't eat girls out! You hate the taste of cum! How can you say your tongue is the best?"

"Because to the select few I do, they say it's amazing"

"Wow all two girls?", I snap

"Six. Six girls smarty pants", he growls

"Guess I missed that review on Yelp", I say sarcastically

"Shut up", he snaps, "My tongue is far superior. I don't have to like the way cum tastes to be good at it"

Oh my god, he actually believes his bullshit

"You're not experienced enough to be that good"

"I'll prove it to you right now"

My heart starts racing at what he could mean

"Yeah how?", I answer back, not giving away the pounding of my heart

"I'll eat you out"

Yeah he went there

I feel my mouth drop open at this turn of events

Why would he want to do that to me?

Is my opinion that important?

I'd say no because he doesn't care what I say about other things

"You want ..uh.."

"To eat your pussy", he repeats, smirking, "I'll make you cum so much you won't know what hit you"

"Uh why? You hate eating cum"

He's said that over and over before, telling me how he spits their cum out because it tastes gross

So why is he so adamant about doing this?

"Because you're doubting me"

I really can't think as my brain is not processing the information

All I think is Yoongi, tongue, cum

"Yea fine", I hear myself say

He nods once, then shoves me down on his bed

Jesus Christ

His hands are already pulling my leggings and panties off

I feel myself getting wet just watching him take my clothes off

He moves his hands under my shirt, pushing it up and over my head

Why is he taking my shirt and now bra off?

"Uh-"

"Might as well see you completely naked. Plus after you cum a few times, I'll play with your boobs to make it better"

God he has such fucking confidence he's gonna make me cum

Once my bra is off, he looks down and I suddenly realize I'm naked and exposed

My hands immediately move over my boobs as I snap my legs closed

"No jagi, lemme see"

Total confusion comes over me when I hear him call me jagi

Jagi?

That's a name for a girlfriend

Not your best friend who you're gonna eat out

The confusion looses my hands and he pulls them off my chest

I watch his eyes rake across me and I bite my lip, suddenly feeling shy

I can't imagine that

Me, shy in front of Yoongi?

This is the guy who gave me his hoodie when I had my first period and I bled everywhere

He's the one who checked the back of my pants when it happened, telling me

This is the guy who I told all about my first time having sex

Who I still talk to about my sex life, telling him how good or bad the sex was with whoever I slept with

This is the guy who I keep no secrets from, can be my loud, obnoxious self around and who I know I can do or say anything to him and he won't ever judge me

He knows me inside and out

And I'm shy in front of him?

I'd never thought that'd ever happen in a million years

"Pretty", he says, "Sexy body"

I'm in such disbelief that he likes the way I look

My skin shivers when his fingers softly trace the only tattoo I have

A phoenix on my right ribs

Christ, his touch feels so good

After a second, he pulls his hand away like he's not supposed to be touching me this way

Instead he pulls his shirt off and I gape at him

And his hot as fuck body

I have no idea why his shirt's off

"Just in case you drench me, I don't want my shirt to be soaked", he smirks

And just like that he's a cocky asshole again

He puts his long black hair in a low ponytail and I'm just fucking awed that he can get even hotter

No fair

He grabs my ankles pulling me down the bed to the edge while he kneels down

Oh god this is actually happening

His hands grip my thighs, opening my legs wide

"Fuck yes", he groans, "God you look so good"

Never have I ever thought I'd hear Yoongi talk to me like this

Never

I'm suddenly thrown into pleasure as his tongue buries in me, swirling fast and hard

"Oh my fuck!", I scream, my body arching already

Burying my hands in his hair, I tug hard as he goes at it

My god he was right

His tongue is amazing

"Yoongi fuck, Yoongi", I cry so close already

He's that good

A few more licks is all it takes and I scream, pleasure blinding me as I explode

"Yoongi!", I yell his name, holding his face against my pussy

When it's over, my body deflates as I breath hard

His mouth pulls away and he asks, "So?"

I lift my head and when I see him in between my legs, I get horny again

Jesus

That's a hot sight

"Huh?"

"How's my tongue?", he smirks, "I think you liked it since, you know, you came almost immediately"

"It's....it's..."

How can I tell him that it was amazing?

His head will just get bigger

Plus a shy feeling overwhelms me again

"Tell the truth", he urges

"It...was the best tongue I ever had on me", I confess, "I've never been eaten out so good"

"Told you", he smirks

"Yeah yeah"

"Want more?"

I raise my eyebrow, "You want to do more?"

He's always told me that he stops after the girl has one orgasm

He nods, "You taste really good"

My heart stops, hearing his words

Did he say...I taste good ?

"Uh really? But you hate-"

"Not yours", he says so fast

"Not mine? Really?", I ask doubtfully

He nods, "Yeah. Your juice is good but you cum is the best I ever tasted. The best thing I ever tasted"

Oh my lord

I'm actually shocked into silence for a few seconds

He's saying everything that's the complete opposite of what he's been telling me for years

He hates the taste of cum but he likes mine

He doesn't go down on girls after their first orgasm but he's ready to do it to me again

Doesn't make sense

"But you said you don't like going down on girls"

"But the right girl", he says, his eyes darting to mine, then away, "I can eat her out all day. Everyday. Swallow her cum and keep going until she can't cum anymore"

My heart thumps in hope but I squash it

I can't think of him like that

Not again

Not after last time

When I thought he felt the same but then he excitedly called me telling me that he has a girlfriend

A girl he thinks he loves

And I was devastated

After that I refused to think of him like that

I locked all those feelings in a box, shoved it down inside me and never looked back

So I won't let a passing thing he said affect me

"Plus I promised you multiple orgasms and when I promise something I deliver"

Ok that's more like the Yoongi I know

"So yeah?", he asks

"Yeah", I answer

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, his mouth is on my clit sucking hard, sending me right into pleasure

"Oh Yoongi fuck", I moan, him sucking harder, "Yoongi, you're tongue fuck. God so fucking good"

He moans loudly, going harder, his fingers digging into my thighs

I notice that when I call his name or compliment him, he goes harder on me

He has a praise kink

Who would have thought?

"Yoongi, don't stop. Please", I moan, right there, "More"

He groans, sucking and tugging, sending me right into an intense orgasm

"Yoongi! Oh my god. Yoongi!", I yell, feeling so fucking good

"Fuck, so good", he moans, "God, how are you this good?"

His tongue slides down, sliding all the way inside me

I gasp, clenching on as much of his tongue as I can, my moans louder than before

Oh god, I've never experienced this before

Never had a tongue inside me

He pulls his tongue out and fuck I miss it

But I don't miss it for long when he slides it back inside

His tongue moves fast, fucking into me, my pussy tight on him every time he goes in

"Fuck!", I cry, immense pleasure all over me

I've never been tongue fucked before but God do I love it

I feel myself getting so wet and I realize he's was right to take his shirt off

"Please cum for me", he whines, his tongue not missing a stroke, "Fall apart on my tongue jagi"

The name jagi does it and when his tongue comes back inside, I clench around it, my orgasm running through me as bliss takes over and I scream his name

"Yoongi! Yoongi!"

His mouth, his tongue doesn't stop, this time wiggling inside me every thrust in

I'm fisting his hair hard, my hips having a mind of their own, snapping into his face

His hands slide up my body, holding my boobs, his thumbs playing with my nipples

I feel myself get soaked and I don't know how he's not drowning

"Fuck my face jagi. Don't stop", he whines and I realized I stopped moving

Moving my hips again, I grind into his face, his moans spurring me on

"Yoongi. I...I...", I cry, my eyes shut tight

"Mmmm", he urges, the next thrust of his tongue pushing me over the edge

He shoves his tongue in as I cum around it, my legs shake around his head, his name falling from my lips, riding the pleasure he's giving me,

God this is the best

When I finish, he pulls his tongue out, licking softly

My body relaxes on his bed, my eyes closed

I just need a minute then I'll blow him as a thank you

I startle when I feel his lips pressing kisses into my inner thighs

Uh what?

I look down, watching him kiss me slowly, wondering what the fuck is going on

He slowly rises, his lips all over my stomach, hands running up my sides

I lift my head more just in time to watch him kiss all over my tattoo

"I really really like this", he whispers, pressing his lips to my skin

Lifting my shakey hand, I softly run my fingers in his hair

I kinda messed up the ponytail

It's still on but strands are falling around his face

He's still perfect as always

He moans softly, now his lips on my skin between my boobs

"Yoongi", I whimper, breathing harder

"Oh god, fuck", he whispers, his lips wrapping around my nipple, his tongue licking

"Ohh", I moan, pleasure shooting straight to my pussy, feeling myself leaking

"Fuck your sounds are so pretty", he says, his voice deep

And fucking sexy

His mouth moves to my other nipple, sucking softly

This feels way too intimate

Especially for what it started out as him "proving" to me that his tongue is superior

And he proved that

Four times

After a few minutes on my nipple, he moves, continuing trailing kisses up my chest and onto my neck

"Ffff..fuck", I gasp, his lips on the spot that feels the best, the weight of him on top of me so good

More kisses move to my cheek, then the next thing I know, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me

Finally kissing me

And fuck, I'm not wasting this opportunity

He licks my lip and I gladly open my mouth for him, letting his tongue in

The second his tongue moves against mine, I can't help but moan

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I fall into his kiss until there's nothing in my head but him, until I can't feel anything but his mouth on mine

I knew kissing him would be amazing

I knew it

But still, I won't let those feelings out

I know this is just one time

And I'm going to take it

"Mmm jagi, gonna show me what that flexible, dancer body can do?"

Hell yes

Putting my hand on the back of his neck, I crash my lips to his, kissing him hard

He responds, kissing me back just as wildly

Running my hands down his body, I push down his sweatpants and boxers

He moves to his knees as I push them down and I get up, not wanting his lips off mine

Pushing him back, he moves, laying down while I reluctantly move back from his lips to get his bottom clothes off completely, throwing them on the floor

When I look up, I choke as I stare at his naked body

His legs, his thighs, muscular stomach and chest

His shoulders, his arms, his perfect hands

And his monster cock

Standing proud, long and thick, leaking cum

He's fucking beautiful

"Holy shit", I gape, "That's so fucking huge"

"Yeah. For you to ride", he smirks

And I can't take it, surging forward, taking his pretty cock in my mouth

"Oh god", he whines, his head lifting

Immediately sucking on him, I moan from finally having him

His cock is so big but is amazing to suck on

Pulling off, I lick his cock from base to tip, up and down

"Please jagi. Put me in your mouth", he begs

"Yeah naekkeo", I answer, hearing him moan louder

Taking him back, I shove myself down his length, burying him in my throat

It burns a little but still feels good

I start sucking, making sure my tongue is against the underside of his cock, pressing hard on him

"Fuck baby. So goddamn good. Fuck you're mouth is the best", he praises and if I could smile I would

He probably doesn't mean it but it's nice to hear

Switching it up, I slide down his cock half way, then surge forward, taking him back in

Over and over, swallowing when I have to

"Fuck me. Fuck me. So good. Oh god", he cries, pleasure all over his face

Pleasure I'm putting there

I'm awake I'm making him a moaning mess and it's fucking turning me on so much

As I bob on his cock, his hand buries in my hair, wrapping it in a ponytail, moving my head up and down, helping me blow him

His cock goes deep down my throat and I choke, loving how it feels

I don't know what it is but the feeling of choking, of being out of breath is so good

Especially because it's Yoongi

I look up at him, wiping my eyes as tears run down my face

He's so fucking beautiful normally but when he's in total pleasure, he's fucking stunning

Gorgeous

He pulls me down his dick, holding me there and my mouth automatically begins sucking

"Oh fuck. Shit", he whimpers, his eyes on me

After less than a minutes, he pulls me completely off his cock

I whine, wanting to make him cum

"Sss..stop jagi. I can't...I can't cum without being inside you. I need to feel your pussy on me"

God yes, I want that so much

He lets go of my hair and I climb on top of him sitting on his dick

I move my hips, sliding along his length, feeling how hard it is against me

"Oh fuck you're so wet", he moans, his eyes on my pussy on his dick

I move faster, more pleasure filling my body

"Jjj..jagi don't tease", he whimpers, "Please. I can't take it. I need you"

He looks at me with wide pleading eyes and I can't say no to him

It's a flaw I have

I can't ever say no to him, I'll always do what he wants

Give him anything he wants

I'm so whipped and we're not even together

So I reach between us, holding his cock up and hover over him

Lowering myself, his head pokes inside me and I let go of him as I continue to sink down on him

"Oh fuck", I murmur, feeling the amazing way his cock is opening me

He's so hard, he slips right inside, so big, so thick

We're a really snug fit

There's barely any extra room as I bottom him out, my pussy trying to throb around his thickness

"Oh my fucking god!", he yells as I sit against his legs, his cock all in, pressing against my spot, "Oh fuck, god it feels fucking incredible. Jesus, so fucking tight"

I'm a little...ok a lot shocked at his reaction

I never expected him to react this way, like he loves it

"Are you always this tight?", he pants, "Shit when was the last time you were fucked?"

"Uh...it's been awhile. A few months", I answer, my face heating up

"You feel so good. Like you've never been fucked before", he groans, "I'm gonna fuck you open so hard later. Wreck you on my cock"

My cheeks heat up even more but hearing him is a turn on

"Ride me first baby. Please. Ride me and I'll fuck you so good after"

I nod, "Yeah Yoongi"

Leaning on his chest, I slip up his huge cock then slam back down hard, the smacking of our skin sounding in the room

"Oh my fucking god", he cries, his hands gripping my hips so tightly, "Again, please jagi, again"

Moving faster, I bounce on him at a good pace, feeling the pleasure he's giving me wash over me

God he feels so fucking good, like no one I've ever been with

Good doesn't even cover how this feels

Amazing, incredible doesn't even cover it

I just feel like we're supposed to be like this

Me and him, together

But that's stupid, this is just sex for him

A way to prove to me that he's amazing at oral and that my body is flexible to fucking him

That's all it is

So I push those lovey dovey thoughts out of my head and focus on riding his massive cock

I focus on the way his cock opens me up, fills me, his head hitting my spot, clenching on him tightly, the bliss running through me, the way his pale skin looks under my hands

My eyes move up to his face, finding his eyes already on me

God he's so pretty, so hot it's not fair

Biting his lip like that, the bits of sweaty hair that fell out of the ponytail plastered to his forehead

He's every girl's dream guy

Definitely mine

Ok I need to stop now

Tearing my eyes from his, I sit up more, leaning slightly on his lower stomach as I fuck him

Changing things up, instead of slamming down his dick, I move my hips in a circle, wiggling down his length

Once I bottom him out I switch to rocking and grinding on him, lifting just a little off his length in small bounces, his head rubbing my spot with every move

Fuck me, so good

"God you're so fucking pretty jagi", he praises, his eyes watching me move like he's hypnotized, "Like you're dancing on my cock"

I feel my cheeks blush but I don't stop moving

"Fuck me, you're so wet baby, creaming my cock perfectly", he praises, his eyes moving down to us, "So much"

"Sss..sorry", I whimper as the pleasure clouds my head

"No jagi. I love it. Pretty mess you're making. Don't stop"

I won't

I'm so close I can't stop now

"Are you gonna cum for me?", he asks, making me moan so loudly, "All over my cock baby? Fuck I feel you getting tighter. Throbbing so hard"

His words are just pushing me closer to the edge, my body already trembling

"Fuck, I want your cum all over my cock jagi. I wanna see you cum, see how pretty you are", he eggs me on, "Cum for my cock baby"

His head slips against my spot just as he finishes speaking and I'm thrown head first into an extremely intense orgasms

"Yoongi, oh fuck", I cry, every cell of my body in pleasure as I clench down on his thick dick over and over

Fuck it feels incredible, I can't fucking believe it

"Yes fuck! Good girl, shit", he moans, his hands moving up my body to keep me upright, "Cum all over my dick baby. Yes fuck, feels so good jagi"

As I finish, I come back to my senses, finding myself leaning over on his chest again

I lock eyes with him, his hand slowly running up my back and moving to tuck my hair from my face

"Good baby?"

"Amazing", I breathe, trying to get air into my lungs

He smiles softly, then pulls me on top of him, skin against skin

I bury my face in his neck, his arms holding me securely as he lightly thrust up into my pussy

"Ohhh mmmm", I moan, pleasure coming back as his cock stretches me around him, his tip moving right into my spot again

"You're so beautiful when you cum jagi", he whispers in my ear, pressing kisses to my cheek and my shoulder, "Fuck baby, when you cum it feels so fucking incredible. Throbbing so hard around my cock baby. God I want to feel it over and over again"

His thrust increase in speed, my clit rubbing against his pelvis with every stroke

"So wet for me baby", he continues, "Fuck it's everywhere. All over my lap, dripping down to the bed. Fuck, please say you're only this wet for my cock. Please jagi"

"I am", I confirm, "Only this wet for you"

It's true

I've never been this wet before, never been this turned on

Never was ready for more orgasms

That last one was instense and I should be done, overstimulated, something

But I'm not

I want more

Maybe it's because I know this is the only time I'm gonna be with him and I want to make the most of it

"Fuck jagi, you don't know how happy that makes me", he murmurs and I'm completely bewildered

It makes him happy?

Does he know what he's saying?

I doubt it, it's probably something that came out just in the moment

I'm not taking it to heart

I don't want to be hurt again

"So good baby", he whimpers, "Wanna be in your pussy everyday. Gonna cum for me again?"

"Mmm hmm", I answer, ignoring the other part he said

The feel of his cock so deep inside is incredible and I didn't even know I was so close already

I was listening to him talk, distracting me from the pleasure

"God, so tight", he whines, his hands moving down and squeezing my ass, "Fuck, fall apart on my cock jagi. Please baby"

"Yoongi! Oh god Yoongi!", I cry in his neck, wave after wave of bliss crashes over me as I cum on his hard dick

"Yes fuck", he yells, "Oh god, you feel so good, fuck me"

He keeps moving, fucking me through my orgasm, making my pussy squeeze him hard

His thrusts gradually lighten as I come down from the orgasm, his lips kissing any skin they can on me

Each press of his lips leave fire in every cell, my skin trembling uncontrollably

Holding me tightly, he pushed me down on his cock then rolls us over, moving on top of me

He looks down at me, smiling shyly before his lips crash into mine in an intense kiss

Of course I kiss him back, my arms around his neck

His ponytail is so messy and I pull out the hair tie, letting it fall around us before I bury my fingers in it

His hips move, rolling into me, going deep inside, the pleasure roaring back

This had to be heaven

Being with him is my heaven

He thrusts inside again and again, giving me more of the pleasure I've never felt before

Pleasure I know I can only feel with him

I hate that I'll never feel this again

Never feel him moving inside me again

Shoving the thoughts away, I focus on him

Breaking the kiss, he leans his forehead against mine, his sweaty hair around me

I move my hands, sliding up his back, feeling his muscles move as he plunges inside me, his wet sweaty skin turning me on more

God I never want this to stop

His breath mixes with mine, one of his hand making it's way into my hair, softly playing with the strands

"Jagi", he whispers, "I want to eat you out every day. All day"

My brain instantly remembers what he said earlier

"The right girl, I can eat her out all day. Everyday"

Is he trying to tell me something?

"Yoongi", I whisper, "What...what does that mean?"

I'm so scared of his answer

I'm almost sorry I asked the question

"It means", he says immediately, "That I fucking love you"

My heart stops in my chest, his words sinking in

"I..you..", I stutter in complete shock

"I love you", he repeats, "My god, Jo, you're so fucking oblivious"

"Huh?"

Yeah I sound really intelligent right now

He lifts his head, looking in my eyes as he stops moving, buried inside me

"You have no idea how long I've been in love with you"

Ok now hold on a second

He never showed me any kind of emotion

Nothing like that

"How long?"

He nods, "Since I knew girls didn't have cooties. I figured that out at thirteen. That's how long I've loved you. That's how long I waited for you"

What?

Is he fucking joking?

He has to be joking

There's no way I was that oblivious for that long

And he had that other girlfriend

"But you said....you loved Anna. You called me and said you did"

He shakes his head, "I didn't. I thought I did. But I just realized that I was with her because she looked like you. I thought I loved her because she was like you. When I actually tried to say it to her, I couldn't. It wouldn't come out. I can't say those words to anyone else. Only you"

Oh my fuck

This....this is everything I ever wanted

"I didn't expect to tell you this way, like this", he says softly, "I didn't expect to tell you at all. Ever but it....it just came out. This, being with you is everything I ever wanted. I love you so much"

My brain is trying so hard to take this information in, it's just so surprising

I never in a million years thought I'd ever hear those words from Yoongi

"Please don't end our friendship. Please don't leave me. I'll keep my feelings to myself from now on but please don't run away from me"

I register what he's saying and he's insane if he thinks I don't feel the same way

"Yoongi", I say, touching his cheek softly, his gorgeous brown eyes on mine, "I love you so much"

He hesitates, "You do?"

"Of course Yoongi. You're my dream guy. I loved you for a long time too. You're everything to me"

A huge stunning smile bursts on his face, his lips against mine immediately

"I love you so much", he says, then kisses me again

"I love you", I get out when he slightly pulls away before his lips are back on mine

"Please", he says between kisses, "Please be mine"

"Yes. I am. Always"

I feel him smile into the kiss, saying, "I'm yours. Always"

"Yeah naekkeo", I nod, then pull his lips back to mine

I need his kisses

Now that he's mine, I can get them all the time

That thought has me reeling

I can kiss Yoongi any time I want to

I can hold his hand, sit in his lap, cuddle with him, be with him

The amount of happiness I feel can't be described

As he kisses me, his hips start to move again, plunging me into bliss

Wrapping my legs around his waist, I moan softly into his mouth, holding onto his back as he quickens his pace

"Fuck, I love you", he says, his lips traveling to my neck, kissing there over and over, "I love you so much"

"I love you so much Yoongi. Always naekkeo"

"Mmm", he nods against my neck, "Always jagi. I'll always love you"

His movements are bringing me close and closer until I'm right there

He slips inside again and I moan his name as I cum

Pleasure assaults all my senses, his lips leaving trails of hot kisses everywhere he can touch

"Yoongi", I moan, "Cum for me naekkeo"

"Fuck", he groans

"Please baby. Want your cum inside me. Fill me baby"

His cock throbs as he sheathes it inside my pussy, warm sticky cum shooting into me

"Fuck", I cry as he yells my name, his body shaking on me, "Feels so good naekkeo"

Now I know what he means when he said my orgasm felt good

His feels so good and I love the full feeling

When we both finish, he lifts his head up, looking at me

"Is this real?", he whispers, "Are you really mine?"

I nod, "It's real naekkeo. I'm yours. I was always yours"

He smiles, "I was always yours too jagi. I love you"

"I love you Yoongi", I smile back, "Now kiss me and don't stop"

"Oh I will baby. I will", he agrees, then his lips press against mine in the most beautiful kiss I ever had

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cevansbaby-dove · 4 months

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Hey , I have a request for a Glen Powell one-shot story: can you do one that a reader who is from & living Austin, Texas. On one summer afternoon, while she was going for a walk, she ran into the actor, and he said sorry, then they started having a conversation, and he wanna take her out on a date.

My very first ask for the sexy guy thanks love!!

Pairing:Glen Powell (need to cool down think of this man 😮‍💨)X Reader.

Title: Puppy love.

You were back in Austin after a weekend trip in the Sunshine state with some of your girlfriends.

After changing into this outfit.

You brought your puppy Halley back from the sitter and Say. "Okay Halley want to go for a walk uh girl?"

Your dog does twists on the ground near your feet. You laugh grabbing her leash. "Alright let's go girl"

You walk down to your favorite Cafe and spot a man who has light brown hair and his eyes that look amazing meet yours. You flash him a smile then walk away.

You walk around the park and Say. 'okay girl let's go for a jog" You start off at a slow pace with your little dog leading the way.

You look at your watch and run into someone and look up and see it's the man who looked at you at the cafe.

"Shit! Sorry sir i didn't see you" He chuckles. 'No no it's my fault please forgive me i'm sorry"

He smiles and you say. "uh well um...hey i think i saw you at my favorite coffee shop just half an hour ago. He nods. "yea. I'm Glen Powell, you?"

You smile lightly. "Y/N L/N nice to meet you Glen" He grins and kneels to your dog. "and who's this?" You laugh. "Halley" "hi pup you look so cute today, your mom is great too"

Just then Brisket runs to Glen and he turns and says. "this is Brisket" You kneel down by Glen petting his dog. "Hi Brisket it's nice to meet you on this hot day"

Glen Glances at you and says. "you look uh..good" You look at him. "no i look bad but thanks" You two stand up and he says. "Let me get you some coffee at your favorite coffee shop as you call it, please?"

You smile and nod. "Sure just one coffee"

You four walk back to the coffee shop and Glen sits across from you and you two end up talking for over an hour. After coffee he gives you his number. "I'd love to get to know you more if you ever want to reach me"

You smile."i'll keep you in my mind" You shake your head. "Sorry i meant your number."

Glen laughs. "I know what you meant it was nice meeting you maybe we can grab another coffee soon" You nod. "I'd love that Glen." he nods and says "have a nice day beautiful"

You feel butterflies in your gut when he called you that.

Beautiful

You....were Beautiful to Glen Powell...you could have fainted right then and there but you just give him a warm smile and he walks away.

You get home and get a text from an unknown number.

unknown-Hey beautiful it's Glen 🙂

Y/N-Hi Glen nice to hear from ya so soon..hehe.

You changed unknown to Glen 🤠

Glen 🤠-Nice hat for me!

Y/N-Hehe glad u like it cowboy

Glen Changed your name to Cowgirl 🏇

Cowgirl 🏇-Smooth one 😉

Glen 🤠-Thank ya kindly beautiful.

You and Glen text almost everyday chatting about the little things and devolve and great friendship...or will it be more than a friendship?

Thank you Kora for this ask! Hope it's what you want.

tags:@angelbabyyy99 @nicoline1998enilocin @cutedisneygrl

#glen powell fluff #glen powell x reader #glen fucking powell #glen powell fic #glen powell fanfic #glen powell

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royalwriteroftheuniverse · 1 year

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Baby gazing part 2 The weekend

Just fluff mentions of pregnancy, babies brief mention of changing diapers and some good-old nature fooling 18+ just incase . Chris wvans as a father if that's a warning Comments Welcome and reblogs welcome to not repost translate or publish anywhere

Part 1 here

With our little one on my hip I poke Chris awake with one foot.

He groans

But the minute she giggles his head pops up

"Is that a giggle my little Oh come to daddy:

He holds his hands open then its like he sees her on my hip and freaks instantly so:

"You shouldn't he hold her like that give her to me, come on."

"Chris I-"

"Give her to me and you sit relax."

"Chris I have to chang-"

"I'll change her you sit there relax I'll bring her back to be fed then ill make us breakfast. just relax"

"No buts I got her baby." He kisses me on the forehead

"Ok."

"You ready to get changed all cleaned up baby? yea we gunna dress you cutie hu? ill put you in a cap. shirt." He bounced her as he walked out of the room.

Why argue when he wants to do everything? I could get used to this again. He hasn't been like this since the first few weeks after bringing her home but to be fair we are both sleep deprived and now were gunna be more so because- shit I had to make sure things were ready for Miles. But they won't be here till 2. Though ah no worries its easy just an extra.

Baby we'll tag team.

Chris comes back in with her and while I. Ferdinand her he comes back with a huge breakfast.

Did the fridge break or something.

"No I just wanted to make sure we had enough food here. It's not just you, you have to worry about."

He wrapped his arms around me and then petted her on the head she looked up at him and then smiled as much as she could. Which is unusual as she doesn't like to be disturbed when she is eatting.

So much fruit and sweets my brian is wanting the sweets but the baby- God she'll be too hyper with sugar from the fruit. Maybe some will be ok.

When she was done Chris took her back

Chris wa-

Let me hold her

Chris

Babe no I'm holding my baby

"She's my baby too" I pouted

"You always hold her let me"

"I want to"

"No, please babe," he gave me this sad woe is me look.

"Fine fine but if she has to be changed."

"I'll be all over it."

"Oh you will?" I thought." I've been eating broccoli the past two days and boy is Chris in for a surprise.

She kept reaching for me but Chris said no she tried to crawl but nope daddy dragged her back to his side. He had 2 girls who aren't happy right now. Both of us pouting and fo once I wasn't going to try and make her laugh she has good reason to pout- daddy has to learn.

He insited on putting her down for her nap and me taking a nap- who was I to argue with that. Ill take any nap. Then the glass alarm woke me up leaving me to wonder what he did to our guard-baby now....Then he came running in with her

"Ok it's ok see look mommy is right there" he came standing right next to the bed but wouldn't give me her. I'm wondering where the tissue box is so I can knock him over the with it then she had screamed so loud and high

"Here here here's mommy" he has never handed me the baby so fast in her life. The second I brought her to me she quieted down.

"I hope your happy your made your baby girl cry."

"I wasn't trying to I just-"

"It doesn't matter"

"But I"

"right now she wants her mommy all day she's been wanting her mommy"

"Honey but... look Let's just lets all lay down ok."

"Ok"

Then He slid his hand to support her belly and her and was able to move her enough to that a lot of her weight was on him and not me. I still didn't get it but hey he wants her butt in his face let it

He he was rubbing her butt, which is also his way of checking her diaper, then she shot him a dirty look and shuffled towards me more ans layed her head down on my chest. Her favorite pillow. I couldn't help but laugh.

Not like that I smacked his shoulder

But the rest of this day he was going crazy not letting me get up. I had to sneak to make sure we had stuff for Miles.

"What are you doing"

I jumped hearing Chris voice behind me hold our baby who had reached for me but Chris put her arms down.

"Chris what are you doing? Give me my baby!"

"No you're supposed to be resting-"

"Christopher Robert Evans I swear-"

The door bell rings. Great it's gotta be Jamie and Kyle and Miles.

"This is not finished" I point. pushing past him and walking to the door.

"No honey whose here? you shouldn't be around people its flu season." He comes after me.

"Hey guys"

Miles reached out for me.

"Hi Miles,"

"Someone got an admirier" Jamie said handing him to me

"Who wants a baby biscuit?"

His face lights up. This is going to be an easy weekend.

Nah I just give him cookies. I found it works on dogs and men. Uh that's not what I meant," I chuckled

"Babe no what are you doing?"

he tries to take Miles from me.

"Chris stop what are you doing"

"You shouldn't be holding him"

" What come on."

"Fine gime me her-"

"No."

"Chris we have company "I say through my strained teeth.

"But you still shouldn't be holding him. Think of the baby."

They look at me.

I shrug my shoulders. I

"fine but put her down please."

"Its fine I can handle two. i'll have to get used to it anyway."

Kyle and Jamie give me a look my shoulder goes up and down. I'm completely lost.

"Alright its just the weekend."

"Exactly"

"Ok he is expecting a baby biscuit it is in the pantry ill get it"

"No you sit I don't want you straining"

"Chris"

"Go"

"Ok ok"

Chris puts both of the babies down in the play pen and then to go get then thier cookies.

"Come on you guys sorry about him I wish I had an excuse he's just acting nutty today."

"You guys want coffee" He yells from the kitchen. They both nodd thier heads.

I reply "3 coffees"

"Nice try"

"That man is pushing me right now. I'm allowed the odd coffee while breast feeding and right now I need it or he'll need a new place to live. He driving me nuts Won't let me hold her at all."

"Are you- He's acting like you're pregnant again"

"Oh you have no clue I mean the breakfast me made it was so huge and -oh god."

"You aren't"

"No no I made a joke last night I totally forgot it was about watching miles that we'd have 2 babies in the house I made a joke hed have less than 9 months who knew he'd not realize this morning we have everything ready for miles I swear just-Wait a minute this could work."

They look at me

"I get a weekend off and Chris plays daddy for two babies oh this would really work. You think I can pull this off all weekend?"

"Oh yes," Jamie nods "You have to for women everywhere."

Chris comes back in to give the babies their cookies in the pen and then returns,

"two coffees and a non caffeeinated slightly sweetend ice tea for you."

He sits down and puts one hand on my stomach. Yep he thinks I'm pregnant.....

This is going to be a fun weekend.

Taglist (sorry if I missed you let me know if you want to be added

@nana1000night @sapphire-rogers @sparklybarbarianninja @patzammit @coltrainbat @hawkeyes-queen

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daddyy333 · 2 years

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Secret Pt.2 | Eddie Munson x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

Word count: 2.4k

Part 1

summary: Eddie and you have been secretly dating sorta on accident, and the gang finally finds out and are in shock, especially since Dustin knew too and didn't say anything

It had been 6 months since Dustin found out. The gang was really pressuring Eddie to find a girl, not noticing how nervous Dustin looked whenever they talked about Eddie getting a girlfriend.

You were starting to really realize how boring it was at home, especially since you were getting excited to hang out with someone else whenever Dustin came over. Of course you loved Eddie more than your heart could handle, but having other people in your life wouldn't be too bad. Eddie knew this and was trying to figure out how to tell them, but he just couldn't.

Steve eventually pulled him to the side while the gang was hanging out, most out of concern that he wasn't getting laid at all. "Listen, Eddie...you gotta get out there more, see some ladies, you know? You just rejected a total babe the other day for no good reason, I mean come on, dude" he said and Eddie sighed. He started heading back to the group and said "I'll 'get out there' when I feel like it, Harrington. Not everyone needs to get laid every five minutes like you" "yea right! I feel bad for your right hand, buddy" he groaned and followed him.

It made him really nervous, because you're also pregnant now so he really has to tell them because they'll eventually figure it out. Plus, you guys will need some babysitters. It seemed as though today was going to be the day, because Eddie forgot to bring beer with him while they were all hanging out at Steve's place.

"Babe, I need you to bring all that beer I bought to Steve's place, he lives in the Silver Falls community, that super rich neighborhood. 4382, Morrison Street" he said and you damn near choked on your water. "T-Today? R-Right now? I look like shit, no no I'm not ready for this, cause I'm gonna have to meet them and then you're gonna convince me to stay and just- no!" You said and sighed.

"Please, sweetheart? I will give you any kind of massage you want whenever you ask me for the whole pregnancy if you just bring us the beer. Plus, you want friends right?" He said and you scoffed. You sighed and said "yea, but fuck- I'm nauseous as shit and I'm not far along enough for my bump to look cute, I just look fat and I'm slowly running out of clothes to wear and I just don't want to be out of the house...fuck, okay I want unlimited cuddles too, I'll see you in 20 minutes I love you bye" He chuckled and put the phone down, shaking his head.

You got there, it was nighttime, Eddie was going to stay the night along with everyone else and join them at breakfast and a movie tomorrow before coming back home to you. You knew he was gonna convince you to stay, and you knew everyone was going to find out today.

It took a while to actually find the backyard, his house was huge. You were hiding your bump behind one of Eddie's Metallica t-shirts and some stretchy shorts that may be getting a tad bit small in the ass but if it fits around your stomach you can't be bothered to care. Everyone was really confused and thought you were someone who had broken in.

"Hi," Eddie said and immediately got up to kiss you because that's what he always does. You quickly pulled away and everyone stared with wide eyes. You groaned and said "hi, asshole,"

You walked over to a cooler and set the beers in, bending over and leaving Eddie with no choice but to get his hands on your ass. "Ok I'm just gonna say it...this sweet piece of ass," he said and smacked your ass, leaving his hand there and leaning against you like you were a table.

"Edward!" You said and he chuckled. "As I was saying, this sweet piece of ass is my wife" he said and you held your breath, waiting for their reactions. You stood back up, turned around and smiled. Everyone just sorta stared with their jaws to the floor.

"Look man, okay I know I told you that you need to get out there more but that doesn't mean marry the first girl you meet" Steve said and Eddie chuckled. You just looked down, playing with your ring anxiously. He looked over and said "can you guys please say something positive, she's gonna burst into tears any second now"

"Eddie..." you whispered and he sighed, waiting. Dustin came back outside and said "oh, hi y/n!" "Hey Dustin" you said and chuckled, now looking up and seeing everyone's faces. "Wait- wait what? Are you kidding me Henderson? You knew and didn't say anything" Steve said and he shrugged.

"I found out by accident," he said and put his hands up defensively. Mike shook his head and said "sooo...like, rings, last name and everything?" Eddie nodded.

"And how long have you known each other?" Robin asked. Eddie smiled and said "5 and a half years" "what?!" Most of them shouted. Eddie brought you over to sit down and kept you next to him since he knew you were nervous.

He took a deep breath and said "15 year old me saw her at hot topic and blew me away and for some reason blessed me with the knowledge of her phone number and name and we just kinda went on from there. We got married at 18 and we're happy as ever now. I- I didn't say anything because I forgot to mention it to be honest. It's not that I forgot about her, this girl is unforgettable, but I just forgot to actually tell you guys about me being married"

"I don't believe you," Robin said and you sighed softly. He opened his wallet and pulled out a few Polaroids. One from one of your first dates, a school dance you forced him to go to, a few pictures just from over the years and one from the day you got married.

"No way..." Max said and you blushed, playing with Eddie's hand. He smiled and said "yup. This gorgeous girl is all mine" He grabbed your jaw and turned your face up to him, kissing you softly. You chuckled, your cheeks squished together as the cold of his metal rings cooling your warm skin.

You hid yourself, burying yourself in his side whilst they asked Eddie a million questions. He knew you were nervous, but it still made him sad that you were struggling to be around them. He should've known it would be a little too overwhelming for you.

You hadn't actually said a single word to them yet, which Eddie realized was because you were a little intimidated by them, just the fact that he had so many friends and you wanted all of them to like you. You didn't want one of them to hate you or think you weren't good enough for Eddie, and you also didn't want them to be made because he just graduated highschool finally and you're pregnant and about to turn his whole world upside down.

"Ok, I got hotdogs!" Jonathan said and you instantly cringed at the smell. Eddie noticed you pull away from him and sit up more, breathing heavily as you tried to stop the bile swirling in your throat from coming up.

But eventually you couldn't and ran behind a nearby tree, throwing up for the third time since you got home from work. You'd thought you had gotten away from the morning sickness today, but obviously you were wrong. You'd eaten breakfast, lunch, and a snack today and it had all started coming up when you got to the trailer.

Everyone jumped up in concern, Eddie ran to you and held your hair, rubbing your back. "She's fine, everyone relax" Eddie said and you groaned, grabbing onto him so you didn't fall to your feet. "Ugh, god. They probably think I'm some kind of freak whore and the only reason you married me is cause I make sure you're constantly pussy drunk" you said, wiping your mouth.

He sighed and said "no they don't. You just get a little nervous around people, that's all. You were stuck in your house all your life, I can't expect you to be a social butterfly. And if anyones a freak here, it's me." "Whatever, I need to get this taste out of my mouth before I throw up again" you said and he chuckled.

You thankfully found a pack of toothbrushes in the bathroom and brushed your teeth, Eddie stuck by your side the whole time. "Are you sure you don't wanna go home?" He said and you groaned.

"Eddie, I'm pregnant, not dying. Relax, alright? I'll be fine" you and winced your way through a hug, making him chuckle. Your boobs were super sore from just being pregnant and your stomach felt sore and achy from your muscles literally separating and tearing apart as your belly got bigger.

You came back outside, they'd scarfed down their food fast assuming it had something to with the food that made you throw up. "S-Sorry. I'm fine..." you said and Eddie pulled you onto his lap, sighing softly.

"Want a beer?" Robin offered and you took a deep breath. You cleared your throat and said "I..I can't. I have- I'm- I can't" "come on, everybody's drinking. Relax, have a good time" Steve said and you looked at Eddie.

He kissed your head and said "she's uh...she's pregnant. The throwing up was morning sickness which surprisingly happens literally all hours of the day, by the way" "holy shit" Nancy said, shaking her head.

You played with your hands nervously, you were practically shaking. Dustin chuckled and said "can I be an uncle?" "Yes, you can be an uncle, Dustin. Once my poor girl gets over her initial nerves you'll all be aunts and uncles and you'll realize exactly why I fell in love with her" he said and you looked down, embarrassed.

"I still can't believe you managed to get a girl that hot to marry you" Robin said and Eddie raised an eyebrow. You chucked and said "h-he's not that bad of a husband," "yea yea yea...how long till you pop the kid out?" Steve asked and you sighed.

"A while...I just finished my first trimester, which means I'm 14 weeks...which is 4 months. So I have 5 to 5 and a half months left depending on when the baby actually makes their appearance. I'll probably be huge by the end of it though, the doctor did say I was a bit big for a first pregnancy" you said and Eddie scoffed. He sipped his beer and said "that doctor is an asshole, you look hot with our little man in there"

"It's a boy?" Dustin asked and you shook your head. You sighed and said "Eddie thinks it's gonna be a boy but we won't know till I'm 5 months pregnant" "well I'm not gonna be the only one babysitting that thing by myself, the rest of you are helping" Steve said and they all chuckled.

"See...they like you," Eddie said and you smiled a little. El came out with a bowl of fruit for you. "Nancy said to get you fruit. You're not allergic to any of this stuff right?" She said and you shook your head, thanking her. You happily ate the fruit, not really joining in much on the conversation and mostly just cuddling with Eddie and playing with his hands and rings.

By the time your due date came, you hadn't been left alone for a single second the entire 5 months you'd been hanging out with them. They were always hanging out with you guys, taking care of you when Eddie was at work, massaging your feet for you (not without a 5 dollar bill put in their pocket beforehand), and constantly poking at your bump to see her kick. (Yup, you two were having a girl. Eddie could not stop crying that day, he was the hormonal one even though you were pregnant)

Your favorite thing was when everyone would say hi to you they would also say hi to the baby like she really was another person in the room. Robin quickly became your best friend, you guys were inseparable. You and Eddie were not the only ones annoyed by your daughter's delayed arrival, the whole gang had been excitedly waiting to meet the mini munson just as you two had been.

When Eddie finally got to call his uncle whilst holding his daughter in his arms and tell him that he was a dad, he felt like he had finally made it. Eddie obviously wanted to name her Ozzy but instead you two settled for Scarlett, or 'Scar' for short since he thought that was pretty badass.

You waited a few weeks to let everyone meet her since you know it was gonna be really overwhelming for her. You just wanted to wait a while until she was used to you guys' room and trailer and she was well adjusted to just existence in general.

"Oh my god, oh my god!" Robin said and gasped, practically jumping up and down with excitement. Everyone was excited, but Robin was over the moon. You chuckled and brought her over to Auntie Robin first. "Ohh look at you. Holy shit, you look like your dad" she said and chuckled.

Steve smacked her arm and said "little ears" "it's fine, really. The first thing Eddie said when I finally pushed her out was "holy fucking shit" so...her first word may or may not be a curse word" you said and everyone snickered.

She got passed around quite a bit, everyone thoroughly washed their hands first and was really careful with her. "I still can't believe you made a whole ass human being and actually squeezed it out of you. How bad was the pain on a scale of one to ten?" Robin said, sitting on the couch with you as Scarlett rested on her legs, squirming around and playing with Robin's hands.

"You okay, my love?" Eddie said and you nodded. He kissed your head and said "you're such a good wife, you know that? An even better mom. I love you so much" "I love you too" you said and chuckled, happy to be with your chosen family.

I cant remember who or on what platform but someone wanted her pregnant pregnant so yea

Eventually I’ll be writing for

Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

So just comment or dm me the taglist you want to be added to and I’ll add you :)

#eddie munson #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson fanfic

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kiestrokes · 9 months

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WIP Tag Game

▸rules: post 3 snippets from published work, and 3 from your wips ▸tagged by: my sunshine @minisugakoobies ▸no obligation tagging: @still-with-koo @axialitae @mochilatae 🗝️note: you're getting some raw wip status snippets here, do prepare for grammatical and dyslexic errors. MDNI because the Geonbae Pt.2 snippet is pure smut, sorry!

✦ My Three WIPs ✦

⌞Accismus with Kang Yeosang⌝

They move in together for their engagement. insert all the buildup: one bedroom, he sleeps on the couch. she gets upset, "we have always shared a bed before, get in the bed Yeosang." he looks at her in her baggy tee, "it's different now." the loom of their romance comes crashing down, because Yeosang's grandmother forced it to happen. She wrestles him on the couch, "I know you want to be with ---- but I don't want to be locked in a loveless marriage AND lose my best friend." Yeosang pins her arms behind her back, stunned, "Loveless?" She turns her face embarrassed. "---- our marriage will not be loveless, I just didn't want to encroach your borders so rapidly." he shifts her wrists to one hand and smooths the other up her back to glide up and grip the back of her neck "look at me." she does and sees his eyes flutter to her lips and back, she swallows hard as his hand drifts around to the side of her neck, thumb sliding under her jaw to tilt her face up. she sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and his lips part at the movement. "I'll come to bed, and we will discuss everything in the morning." His eyebrows raise expectantly, releasing her once she nods. they shuffle off to the bedroom, Yeosang spoons her tightly like usual. "I'm sorry for being distant." she hums and burrows back into him.

⌞Baby, I'm a shadow of you with Kim Mingyu & Jeon Jungkook⌝

Your boyfriend's best friend (Mingyu) that you’ve had a crush on leaves to study abroad. When he comes back you and your boyfriend (Jungkook) are on a break. Mingyu asks if all of you is still the same, "because I know I’m not." Talking about your virginity, because the two of you had make a pact when you were drunk one night: to be each other's firsts so that you could enjoy your first time with Jungkook. You get embarrassed. “Of course not, it’s been two years.” His eyebrows quirk and he is still surveying you under hooded eyes. “Pity we didn’t get to complete our bet,” he tucks hair behind your ear. “I don’t think you missed out,” you laugh thinking about your first time. He tilts his head curiously. You wave him off, “this isn’t a coffee shop appropriate conversation.” “I’ve heard you talk to Hobi and Jimin about this in public.” “Yea well they’re gay,” you turn back to the window sipping your drink. “What does my sexual orientation have to do with it?” He chuckles, eyes dancing with warmth. You shift, rubbing your legs together. His eyes follow the movement, and he smirks leaning into whisper “it turns you on, doesn’t it?” You give him a pointed look before your eyes roll away. Hoseok shows up then, and you break away gratefully. Waving goodbye as you head off to the movie. When Mingyu hugs you goodbye, he trails his knuckles under the hem of your skirt telling you how nice you look.

⌞Geonbae Pt.2 with Park Jimin⌝

“Shit why do you feel so good?” You ask as you stroke his stomach again, followed by a quick snap of your hips. Jimin looks more fucked out than ever, cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes blazing into yours as he says the next words with a firmness that nearly makes your come, “I was made for you.” You moan and Jimin shudders, “gonna come for me Park?” Your body shakes with effort, just as overheated as his, but determined to wreck the man beneath you first.

✦ My Three Published Fics ✦

⌞the layover with Kim Namjoon⌝

His hips tremored with effort, as his eyes bore into yours. You sat upright on him so he sank completely into you and started to match his quick pace. One of your hands gripping the side of the tub and the other on his chest, just barely grasping the base of his neck. As your insides began tightening again, you moaned his name in what sounded like a plea, "Namjoon." Namjoon’s moans climbed, louder and louder. Just like Jimin had teased. Sending you further into the spiral of ecstasy. As you watched each other, water sprayed around you like the ocean with each thrust forward and pull back, creating your own pleasure driven tides.

⌞Ditto with Kim Seokjin⌝ 🗝️this is arguably my favorite fic

“Why did you really ask me to come?” His eyes fall to the armrest you both have appropriated, “I don’t allow many people to see me, in my entirety.” His eyes lift to yours, hesitation and vulnerability present as he continues- “you showed such an indifference to me in the beginning. To my good looks and the fame, you treated me like a normal person. It was refreshing, and I felt like I could show you the parts others have a tendency to judge.” “Jin…” Your voice crackles with compassion as he gives you a quick close lipped smile, the one that dimples the corners of his mouth. “Not everyone will love or accept the whole me, so I have to filter what they see.” He sighs, anxiously pinching the denim of his pants. “Especially the fans, they see me as the light hearted and silly, hyung.”

⌞Eyes on Fire with Lee Minho x Han Jisung⌝

"We all get a little scared sometimes." Jisung's head snaps to Minho's, stunned that the vampire was conversing with him. "What are you afraid of?" Jisung asks softly. Minho stifles a laugh, looking down at his notebook. "Pretty little werewolves that smell too delicious for me to focus." Jisung visibly gulps when Minho's eyes dance back to his, glinting mischievously.

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iicha-0s · 6 months

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Stranger Danger pt.3 (final) | !Jungkook×reader

A/N: hey guys this is the last and final part of the Stranger Danger part series. lmk what you guys think! hope you guys like it! :D

Tags: !messy making out, !boob kink(?), !squirting, !fingering, !dry humping, !hickeys, !nipple play, !oral (f and m receiving, !missionary, !cowgirl, !doggy style, !hair pulling, !nicknames, !praise kink(?), !spanking, !cuddling

Ratings: Explicit|R18|Adult

Previous part:

trying to get past with everything, he finished up his clients tattoo before heading out with them and also to see how many clients he's left with. noticing there weren't anymore, realising that he was basically done with work.

he does his work with his clients with you and only you on his mind. sometimes when the clients would try to make up small conversations with him, he'd zone out while you consume his thoughts. honestly, he himself couldn't figure out why his brain was so occupied with you.

did Y/n have her lunch? should I ask her? but it's already 4pm. maybe we could have a late lunch and early dinner? two dates in one day, Jungkook are you in the right state of mind???? you have to make sure she doesn't find out how whipped you are, not give it to her served up in a platter!

he mentally slaps himself and weirdly zones to hear his co-worker telling him how lucky he is that he was already done with his clients today.

maybe I should text her saying my shift is over. we still have to talk about everything... hm.... that's right. remember Kookie, we have to look cool in front of her!

he huffs softly in determination and slings his bag up his shoulder.

"well im gonna go, I have work to do."

more like a Y/n to do. but that's for later.

Jungkook walks towards the register and wishes his co-workers goodbye. he goes out of the studio, taking out his phone to text you that he got off of work early.

*Ding!*

Y/n: that's nice! I just finished up a meeting too :D

Jungkook: great! are you free now?

Y/n: yesss. you too?

Jungkook: mhm yea

Y/n: okay then lmk if you have any suggestions on where you want to go tonight :))))

Jungkook: are you interested in fancy or not so fancy tonight?

Y/n: hmm we could have fancy honestly.

Jungkook: alright! I have this amazing place in mind. the food there is really good! :D

Y/n: great! then we can go there :)))))

Jungkook: I'll book a reservation for 7 then?

Y/n: works!

Jungkook: great! text me your address so I can come pick you up ;)

"SHIT NO WRONG EMOJI!" He groans but then sees you'd already seen it and were starting to type a reply. "please don't call us off. please don't call us off." he chants when his phone dings again to your notification.

Y/n: okay thank you! :D

he sighs loudly while leaning against his car at your reply thanking all the powers of the universe. he climbs in and starts driving home so he could pick an outfit for tonight. he quickly goes up to his apartment and starts going through all his clothes, pulling out whatever he thought would make him look really cool and throwing it towards his bed.

meanwhile on the other side you were busy finishing up an article for a recent project. after done finishing it, you proof-read it and mail it to your boss. sighing you stretch back against your chair and look at the time.

"Lets get readyy~" You stand up and go to start picking out clothes for the night.

in the end, Jungkook decides to wear a pair of baggy jeans with a tank top and a leather jacket. perfect attire cause it was a little cold out. meanwhile you pick out a nearly same outfit but just with a skirt.

you make sure to grab your coat because it was cold out and drop it on your couch along with your purse. going to the vanity you do simple makeup and take a few pictures of yourself when Jungkook's text pops up.

*Ding!*

Jungkook: I'm leaving to come pick you up

Y/n: okayy see you soon! ^^

you put your phone down and check yourself out to give last final touches and then head out to the kitchen. getting yourself a glass of water you chug it down and go to the living room to put your shoes on.

putting on your coat and taking hold of your purse you sling it over your shoulder, taking a few pictures in the final outfit when someone rings the doorbell.

you walk over to it and open the door to see Jungkook standing there looking ever so fine with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and a pretty smile.

"hey." he keeps smiling as you smile back.

"hey." You turn the lights in your apartment off and step out with him.

"these are for you." He passes you the flower.

"thank you so much." You laugh softly and walk with him to his car.

he opens the door to his car for you and hands you a blanket from the backseat to place on your lap, while you thank him again giving him the flowers so he could put them in the backseat. he climbs in too and starts the car, driving to the restaurant you guys talked about earlier.

"you can play any song you like." he holds out his phone as you take it and put on a few of your favorite songs as he widens his eyes at the similar music taste.

"I listen to these songs too!" He smiles brightly at you as you smile back.

"no you don't!"

"Yes I do! I'll show you my playlist later." he says and you both laugh softly at the similarities between you two while Jungkook pulls into the valet service at the restaurant.

he climbs out of the car and comes to your side to open the door for you, as you thank him again and step out waiting for him while he gives the keys to the valet service and takes the ticket from them.

he leads you in and a waiter comes to take you both to your table. you were kinda taken aback by how the workers already knew him and didn't even ask him much questions. he pulls out a chair for you and you both sit down.

"wow this place is really packed." You talk a little loudly because of how much noise there was in the restaurant.

"yea that's cause it's a Friday, and on Fridays they have this special lobster roll which is really famous." he takes the menu from the waiter while you do the same.

"yea I remember coming here to have just that." You laugh and he smiles at you.

"do you mind if I sit next to you? it's too loud so i can't really hear you." He suggests as you were a little taken aback but decide to give in.

"no yea sure go ahead." You nod shyly as he shifts his chair so that it's right next to yours. he wasn't too close but he was still close enough for you to smell his amazing perfume.

"have you decided what you're having?" he opens the menu again.

"mhm. I'm thinking of getting the chicken steak. what about you?" You turn your head to look at him.

"i was thinking about getting fettuccine alfredo. would you like to have some wine?" he flips through the menu before taking a glance at you.

"sure i saw they have Ms Red on the menu." You say flipping through and showing him as he nods and waves down the waiter. he gives both of your orders and the waiter brings out the wine for both of you first.

"i know nothing much happened today but, how was your day?" he chuckles and so do you.

"well, like you said nothing much. after getting home i got some work done, attended some meetings. what about you? anything surprising happen in your life today?" You look back at him and take a sip from your drink.

"not really i just had quite a few clients. even then it seemed like a long day, cause today just felt like it wasn't it. except for the part where we met again tho, i dont regret that." you start laughing at his words as he smiles while watching you.

"i think the same way." you smile while looking at him and you both take a few sips from your drinks.

the waiter comes and places the food on the table as you look at the food in excitement. he giggles softly while looking at you looking like a child who got offered her favorite ice-cream.

"eat well~" You wish out of habit and start eating.

"You too." he smiles and starts eating, taking peeks and glances at you to see your reaction to the food. you both finish up half of your food in comfortable silence with just the hustle bustle around you as the noise you two could hear.

"ah its been so long since I've had such good food." you say wiping your face and smiling in satisfaction.

"me too. do you wanna try some of mine?" he offers and you agree. you both switch plates and continue eating in silence again, both surrounded by the amazing taste coating your mouths, with the voices of everyone else acting as a white noise.

after done eating you both split the check and head out of the restaurant. he gets his car from the valet service and you both get in and he starts driving back to your place.

"oh look an ice-cream truck." you point when he stops the car at the red light.

"you wanna get some?" he asks while looking at the ice-cream truck you pointed at.

"sure." You smile and he smiles back before parking nearby the truck and you both step out to get some ice-cream. after buying the ice-creams you both decide to walk in a nearby park while eating it and talk about random things.

"so what are your plans after you get home?" You ask and look up at him.

"I don't know. maybe i'll just go to sleep. what about you?" he looks back at you while taking a bite from his ice cream.

"well there's this new horror movie i found out about, so I was thinking of watching it tonight." He nods along with you. "do you like horror movies?"

"yea a lot."

"them maybe we can watch the movie together. the trailer was really good you know?" You shrug and take a bite from your ice cream.

"really? i-i mean sure! yea i wont mind." he clears his throat and tries to act cool even though he was wishing the date wouldn't end.

you both walk around some more and walk back to his car after finishing the ice-cream. he drives back to your place, you leading him upstairs and inside.

"nice place." he says while you both take your shoes off and walk in.

"thank you." you smile and go to the kitchen to get two glasses of water for both of you. he settles down on the couch as you pass the glass of water to him and he thanks you before taking a sip.

you put the movie on and sit down next to him as you both quietly watch the movie. you both shift in your seats when the couple in the movie start kissing and having hard-core sex on the screen. you try to act cool and gulp unknowingly looking down at Jungkook's lap to see a boner growing.

didn't know they'd have a literal porno for a movie

Jungkook takes a glance at you and realises you looking at his boner and tries to hide it in the most subtle way possible. he fails because he couldn't really move too much without getting caught by you and decided to just give in, face burning in embarrassment.

he scratches the back of his neck and was about to say something to shift your attention, but ends up choking and starts coughing.

"i- are you okay??" You pat his back while he leans forward and takes hold of his glass of water and drinks some of it. he calms down and sighs as you look at him in concern.

"Im okay." he laughs softly and nods getting comfortable on the couch again.

"I'm gonna go get some more water." you nod, standing up from the couch.

you take your glass along with his and fill it up but just as you take a sip you feel it go down the wrong pipe and start coughing while placing the glass back on the kitchen island and accidentally spilling some of it.

"are you okay??" He rushes to you and pats you back while you calm yourself down. you both end up laughing at how awkward you two were being and fell the atmosphere lighten.

"Lemme help you clean this up." he says grabbing a few paper towels and passing some to you too as you both start cleaning up the water you spilt. you try not to stare too much because you just realised he'd taken his jacket off and god did he look even more attractive with all his tattoos showing.

your hands brush against each other a few times causing you two to exchange glances but after it happened for the third time, it was as if you two couldn't take your eyes off of each other. unknowingly leaning in and end up pressing your lips against each other, lips chasing one another a little too hungrily.

the wet paper towels long forgotten sit on the kitchen island, as Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer and lifts you up by the back of your thighs and places you right next to them. pressing the front of his body against yours, he rubs his hands on your thighs toying with your top and bottom lip repeatedly while you wrap your arms around his neck.

you wrap your legs around the back of his and pull him closer feeling him poke his tongue softly against your lips asking for entrance, which you give. you rub your tongue against his causing him to moan in your mouth which pulls one out of you too and you both lose it.

fuck, that was hot.

you both hold onto each other tighter and continue kissing until the air runs out and you're pulling away to catch a breath. you see him chase after your lips, causing a new batch of butterflies to be released in your tummy as he leans in to press multiple pecks against them.

he moves down to your chin, then your jaw and then starts leaving soft open mouth kisses all over your neck trying to find that one spot that will have you squirming and moaning under him. you gasp when he bites down on the right side of your neck, softly licking and sucking on the skin while you move your hands to his hair and play with it softly moaning and humming here and there.

he pulls your jacket off and pushes himself against you more, as if trying to feel you more while moving to a different part of your neck to leave another mark. he moves back a little, staring at the work of art he left on your neck feeling an ounce of satisfaction weight his chest and leans back in to press his lips against yours.

this time you pull away and kiss down his neck, tugging onto his hair to make it lean back so you can have space to work your magic. you kissing, biting and sucking onto his skin had him groaning and moaning while rubbing his hands up and down your thighs, shifting higher up your skirt each time.

every kiss, every hickey you left on his skin made him feel more and more impatient to feel you. to have you feel him. and fuck, was he gonna give it to you good today. he was ready to give it to you like he'd never given it to anyone, ever.

when you pull away from his neck, he immediately catches your lips against his and picks you up taking you to the couch with him without breaking the kiss. sitting down, he makes you straddle his lap and continues rubbing his hands against your soft skin on your thighs.

"can I take this off?" he pants while tugging onto your tanktop and staring at your lips.

"Yes." you nod softly letting him swiftly take it off of you before smashing your lips against his immediately. it was as if his lips were a drug you were addicted to and it was hard for Jungkook to not feel the same way, literally.

rubbing his hands on your skin he brings it up to the hook of your bra, lingering there as if asking you for permission as you pant a "yea" against his lips and continue kissing him while he takes it off of you.

grabbing one of your boobs softly he kneads it, feeling and taking in its infinite softness. God they felt so soft that he could basically sleep on them, and maybe he would later tonight.

your nipples pebble against his palm as he holds and tugs onto it with his index finger and thumb, emitting yet another moan from you which went straight to his already rock hard cock. you pull away from him and pull his tank top off of him too as this time he leads down to your neck, pressing kisses and leading lower to your chest.

taking your other breast in his mouth, he sucks on it circling the nipple with his tongue as you twitch above him and grip onto his hair. he plays with your other breast and continues using his mouth on the other as you moan softly and arch your back into his mouth from time to time.

he moves his other hand up your thigh and rubs his thumb against your inner thigh, lips and hand still playing with your breasts that he just couldn't seem to get enough of. he leaves a few hickeys on them too and comes back up to your lips.

he wraps his arm around your waist to hold you close against him, as you crane your neck and press kisses against his lips causing him to smile which causes you to smile too. he rubs his hands on your thighs and moves it to your ass, pushing you closer and pressing you down softly against his hard-on.

you rub yourself against him pressing your lips harder against his as he keeps his hand on your ass making you move against him. he brings his hand forward and slips it to your middle, rubbing his fingers softly on you causing you to gasp against his lips.

you unknowingly start moving your hips against his hand, pressing down just trying to find more friction. he understands what you want and moves your panties to the side and slips his middle and ring finger against your folds making you moan softly.

you were already so wet and were coating his fingers as he rubs the tip of his fingers in circles against your bud making you pull away from his lips and lean against him, moaning out his name. you hide your face in his neck and moan whilst still moving your hips against his fingers.

he moves his fingers down and circles your entrance before pushing them in slowly as you gasp and hold onto him while sitting up straight on his lap. he starts moving his fingers as you throw your head back when his fingers brush against that one spot while he leans in to press kisses on your skin knowing what he's doing is making you feel good.

"there... right there... yea!" you moan out leaning against him again and hide your face in his neck. he whispers a soft "yea?" in your hair while moving his fingers in the same way you asked, but faster.

"mmph- fuck!" you moan and grip onto his hair tightly as you cum on his fingers. he helps you ride out your high while rubbing his fingers on your clit as you hum and twitch here and there due to the aftershocks. he brings his hand up and licks it clean, when you suddenly press your lips against him to taste yourself against them.

you grind against him again while rubbing your tongue against his as you groans against your mouth while holding onto your hips. you move off of his lap and get on your knees in between his legs, pulling his pants and boxers off and immediately take hold of him.

he places his hand on your head as you lick up and down his length, coating it with your saliva before finally taking him in your mouth. bobbing your head up and down you move your hand against whatever you weren't taking in as he groans above you, hand taking hold of your hair.

he feels you go deeper until he's down your throat and gulp around him which causes him to throw his head back and moan. rubbing your tongue against the underside of his dick whilst still bobbing your head up and down on him, you make him feel so good that he couldn't stop his moans.

soon ending up cumming down your throat he unknowingly holds your head down on him so that you're nose is pressed against his pelvis. gulping down all his cum you pull away and lick your lips as he leans down and presses his lips against yours.

you both stand up from the couch and stumble to your bedroom while kissing and undressing each other some more when he picks you up and climbs on the bed before dropping you down, his lips never leaving yours. he places his hands on each sides of your head against the mattress, while you hold his hips close to yours with your legs wrapped around his waist.

he pulls away and presses kisses on your cheeks and then moves down to your neck while positioning himself in front of your entrance and slowly pushes in. you hold onto his shoulders tightly closing your eyes and feel him stretch you out so perfectly.

he presses his forehead against yours and spreads your legs out more by the back of your thighs and pulls out just to push back in with a low moan. you gasp starting to move your hips along with his once he finds a steady pace. you both moan against each others mouths while continuing to feel so good.

he fastens his pace and leans back just to take hold of your hips and pistoning his hips against yours repeatedly. you grip onto the sheets around you and moan his name loudly while he does the same. shifting his hips a little, he moves your legs over his shoulders and continues thrusting in and out of you at a ridiculously fast pace.

pulling out he flips you over and manhandles you into his desired position and pushes in again, losing complete sense of reality and keeps thrusting into you so hard that it has you getting pushed forward repeatedly. taking hold of the back of your neck he holds you down while continuing to move in and out of you while moaning and groaning your name.

he angles his hips a little differently and you arch your back against the mattress while moaning out loud because the tip of his dick hits your g-spot.

"there you are." he pants and sinks his nails into your hips while repeatedly brushing against your g-spot and moving inside you.

"f-f-uck!" He pulls onto your hair while his other hand spanks your ass, gripping onto the flesh staring as it bounces upon meeting his hips. you bite down on your lip harshly only to end up feeling Jungkook's palm come in contact with your ass harshly.

"Dont you dare hold your voice in." he tugs onto your hair while gritting. you moan out earning a "good girl" from him as he keeps thrusting in and out of you harshly. you feel your high approaching quickly when his hand rubs its way down your front and starts rubbing against your bud.

your eyes roll back into your head as you twitch harshly and squirt with your high hitting you simultaneously. he helps you ride out your high, his hitting him too because of how good you squeezed him.

you both lose track of time soon, not being able to get enough of each other as you find yourself sitting on his lap and riding him while he arches his back and moans while holding onto your hips and cumming inside you for the nth time tonight. leaning down you kiss him softly and move off of him, feeling him immediately wrap you up in his arms and hold you close.

"that was so good." he pulls away and presses multiple kisses all over your face while his hands rub against your skin here and there. you giggle and nod shifting closer to him, pulling the comforter to cover both of you.

he shifts closer and lays his head against your chest as you play with his hair and let out a soft sigh. wrapping his arms around your waist, he holds you close to him and you both fall asleep.

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soir-rouges-esprit · 3 months

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xxv.e: Destroyer, just general voices that were chatting away in the background, things being said such as ... “Fuck … is this where we are in life?” “I think this is good, I think if we hold strong, and keep to this good path, we can prove our strength and individuality.” “Think they care? … You must be huffin exhaust street rat! … haha, yea ... ain't no one in this head seein that silver jubilee pal.” “Still? There has to be a more efficient way to connect … maybe a gray path of Naughty and Nice?” “I should see meine oma, she's still healthy and not going anywhere, but sooner than later … that'll change.” “Lookin' for me? *He Coughs Blood* … ha … we both know that's a little too late now.” “Remember when we used to steal cucumbers from the neighbor's garden? Take them to the pink playhouse and pretend to cook, chopping them up with a knife we stole from the kitchen.” “YOU'RE GOING OVER THE LIMIT … Stop NOW … or you'll kill yourself.” “*Sounds of a Mourning Doves Coo*” “come on, Come On, COME!!! … ON!!! … Pull that Fuckin! Trigger! … I know you wanna thrash and thrill a little, dance with danger … so just … pull my devil trigger.” “ … in a strange time in my life … “ I snap from it, realizing I hadn't really washed that much … more so stood and glared at the drain while the hot water ran down my head, down my body, and just kind of fucking zoned out. I finish up and hop out, dry myself off, and put on the aforementioned “Old Shorts” … they were of my old school gym uniform, all white shorts with a red stripe on each outer side of the legs stretching vertically from top of the waste band to bottom of the seam, the shorts themselves rode just above the knees and were flexibly tight fitted but comfortable. I walk out, shirtless as there was no shirt to wear (As if it were planned that way) to The Imp strung across her fluffy white couch, laying down on her back, under a thin but also fluffy black and purple checkered blanket with her tablet in front of her face … I walk over and ask, Where's Ein? It was then she moved the table from out away from in front of her to reveal, a very sleepy and cuddled-up Ein, nestled on her upper chest closer to her neck, covered slightly in the blanket. *light gasp* I cannot believe what I'm seeing … You! … taking care of something without killing it? … astonishing, truly. “Shut up … feel lucky I like him more than I do you, and I don't turn him over to the vet immediately.” Well … aren't you grouchy all of a sudden “HE'S Supposed! … ” *she goes to a whisper* “He's supposed to eat/drink milk and a special type of formula since he's so young” Shit … well ok, did it say anywhere to get it? Pet store? or … straight to a vet? “Said a pet store typically sells the formula” *She gets up slowly, putting Ein down on the couch wrapped in the blanket* “You go get the formula, looks like this, I'll stay here to watch over him, and get dinner started … as well think over some things we need to discuss, understand?” Yeah … got it. “Good” *She goes in and gives me an unexpected deep hug* “I was scared you weren't gonna be able to make it this far, sorry to doubt you, I just worry … glad you're here.” I felt my heart beat hard and fast for a second … as if I had lost what it had felt like to hear someone say those words. *I go to hold her, wrapping my arms around her* yeah … thanks … Imp. I could feel her heartbeat, she was so close, she was so … light. We let go and I set off, taking about an hour, I returned with two bags full of formula and a little adjustable red collar, with a silver dog tag attached that had engraved, Ein, stretched vertically down the tag. I lay everything down on the counter, trying not to take up so much space. “Find the formula?” She said while sautéing something in a sauté pan, Yeah! “Good, because he woke up … and he is … Hangry!” I grabbed a formula bag with its helpful little bottle design, pick up Ein on the couch, and watch as he devoured one whole bag, then watched as he sneezed, burped, and hiccupped all at the same time ... [To Be Continued]

#creative writing #writing #original story #the imp

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pollitech · 1 year

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just felt like doing this

1. What’s your favourite sims death? by flies. i've always been kind of obsessed with it. there were a couple others from the other games i liked but i don't feel like checking.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? maxis match

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? not really. if they roll a want to get fit and i'm too lazy to have them use the exercise equipment, then sure. otherwise why would i

4. Do you use move objects? yea

5. Favorite mod? acr's fun. most of the trait mods are pretty fun too. rcc is another all time favorite for me too since i play a lot with trans and nb sims

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? could not afford this game growing up, so i wasn't buying packs. couldn't afford sims 4 either so..

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? i don't think i've ever thought about this.

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? cocobee was cute:] i like pollux as well.

9. Have you made a simself? i did in the sims 4. he looked nothing like me</3 he married my favorite fictional character at the time and ive no clue what happened next bc i stopped playing the game. guess i'll give it a go in the sims 2 sometime.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? how many am i limited to. in any case, loves the heat, loner, hot-headed, brooding, and i guess neurotic?

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? mostly have black haired sims so i guess that

12. Favorite EA hair? don't have one. they are all so ugly<3

13. Favorite life stage? toddlers, teens, adults

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? gameplay. can't build for shit. but i do sometimes get in moods where the only use the game has for me is as an architect simulator

15. Are you a CC creator? no, don't have the time energy or computer power

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? nope

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4) 2

18. Do you have any sims merch? i wasn't aware that was something that exists

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? nope

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? not at all? then again i've only been actually playing the game for about 3 years

21. What’s your Origin ID? my what

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? i doubt i'd be able to list them all. but any cc creator that specializes in cc for nonwhite sims has a special place in my heart. Especially those who convert/create black hairstyles

23. How long have you had a simblr? this isn't so much a simblr so much as it is a sideblog where i post screenshots. a couple months, i guess?

24. How do you edit your pictures? i don't

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? hot take i want them to stop making more of those actually

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? i don't think i have one for any of the games

i think this is a tagging thing but no one tagged me.. i just did it. so. um. 🤷🏽‍♀️

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yn-rollcall · 2 years

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Momento Bakugo x Reader Chapter 24

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Summary: So I was always told to look on the bright side. The bright side is that I’m finally meeting the Number One and Two pro-heroes Deku and Dynamight. The downside is that I was publicly dragged out of my job for a string of robberies that I did not commit and am being detained for questioning.

Length: 5.7k

Warnings: Oral Sex, Food Kink, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mirror Sex, Quirk Kink (My Hero Academia), Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Emotional Constipation, Chocolate Syrup, Fluff, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Temperature Play, Hate Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Blood and Injury, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Panty Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Creampie, Bondage, Body Worship, Light Dom/sub, Daddy Kink, Pegging, Public Masturbation, Office Sex, Wank and Tell, Polyamory, So like at the very very end there’s KatsukixReaderxKirishima, But it happens so last minute I don’t feel justified tagging it as one of the main relationships, Constructive Criticism Welcome

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A/N: I've suffered, I suffered for 19 years. It's time for me to write fun shit. ALSO WE HIT 100,000+ words!!! AHHHHH

I opened my eyes to annoyingly bright sunlight filtering through my curtains and groaned. My eyes weighed a thousand pounds but I managed to keep them open. My body, despite its sluggishness, no longer felt rusty. Just weighed down. For the first time in a while, there wasn't any middle of the night wakeups.

"Good morning."

I jumped, looking around, not seeing anyone. I narrowed my eyes and searched until I noticed soft muffled noises that sounded vaguely like sizzling food in the background. I twisted around, lifting covers and pillows until I found my phone. The call was still going.

"Hello?" I said, my voice soft, hesitant.

"Hi." He said softly.

"Good morning!" I stammered out, remembering his greeting.

"Good morning." He laughed softly. "How did you sleep?"

"Great! Better than I have in a while. You?"

"Same here. Guess we'll have to call each other before bed for a few days." He said then a pause. "Just until the bags under my eyes clear up." He added quickly.

"No yea same here!" I agreed quickly. "Whatcha cooking?"

"An omelette." He said, a click in the background.

"Save me one." I joked and he hummed in response.

Clinks, I'm assuming dishes, came from the phone followed by a chair scraping across the floor. Guess he's eating. I want to keep talking to him but I have to get ready and I'm not nearly as good at multi-tasking.

"I gotta get ready for work...I'll see you at the shop?" I asked.

"Yea. See you then." He said.

I hung up the phone and proceeded to get ready for work, a little pep in my step. When going into the bathroom, I noticed Iris in the kitchen, yawning as she made cereal. Seeing her at this hour was very rare. Her brown hair was a mess and she looked like she wanted to kill someone until she made eye contact with me. She squinted her eyes and tilted her head with a cautious smile on her lips.

"Someone's chipper." She noted.

I gave her a sheepish smile. "I talked to Katsuki last night. It was awkward but-"

Her eyes flew open and she ran up to me gripping my shoulders. A bright smile stretching her features.

"You guys made up?"

"Yea. It's still tentative but we're making progress." I said, smiling softly.

She squealed and pulled me into a tight hug, hopping up and down. Then she let me go, giving me some space.

"I'm so happy for you! This is so great! I mean I had a feeling things would change after the Reindeer Fiasco-" She said.

"Ugh, I still see memes about it." I sighed.

"Oh it's fine, it'll go away soon. We should celebrate!" She said, already pulling out her phone, texting probably everyone we know.

"Let's celebrate after I get things back to normal." I said as I looked at the clock on the oven. "Anyway I gotta go, I'll see you later."

"Bye!" She said in a cheerful voice.

I walked to the bakery, greeting Auntie as I made it inside. She gave me a cheerful greeting as I went to work preparing for my shift. When the time for patrol came close, my body headed to the back before I realized what I was doing. Yoko also started moving to the front when we looked at each other. There was no need for that anymore.

Fighting against myself, I remained at the front, my heart beating loudly. We talked last night but that was over the phone. What if in person it's different? I talked to him face to face for like two sentences and stuttered the whole time yesterday. I chewed the inside of my lip as the patrol went by. Deku, Shoto, Red Riot and...Dynamight. He paused, his eyebrows pulling together before hesitantly looking into the bakery. I gave him a shy smile and his eyes widened. A shy smile of his own lining his features before he decided to step inside.

"Hi." He said softly.

"Hey." I said, smiling at him. He stared at me for a second before I realized he was waiting for his coffee.

"Oh yea! Uh."

My eyes widened and I scrambled to do his usual order. How much sugar did he like again? Shit. Yoko came over and put in what I needed. I silently thanked her and handed Katsuki the coffee.

"Here ya go. Sorry I'm um...out of practice." I said, not making eye contact.

His hand brushed mine to grab the coffee and I sucked in a little breath. His hand stiffened as he gauged my reaction. I gently grabbed his hand, rubbing some of the calluses and gently placed the coffee cup in it. Then I let go, the feeling already fading. Is it possible to miss a hand? I made eye contact and his eyes moved from his hand to my face. His eyes drifted to my lips for a second before he met my eyes. He blushed a little before clearing his throat and handing me a lunchbox. I squinted at the lunch confused as he started rushing towards the door. Before he walked out, he paused for a moment.

"Tell me whatcha think." He said gruffly before speed walking away.

I stood stunned for a moment before opening the lunchbox and seeing a still-warm omelette. He really made me one...I was joking. I smiled softly, smelling the spices wafting from the food. I can tell he put alot of care into it.

"That was so tender I felt like I was in a romcom." Yoko said, breaking the silence that settled over the shop.

"Ah springtime!" Auntie sang, heading into the back to take out more pastries.

"Ah whatever." I grumbled. "I'm gonna eat this before the egg gets cold."

"Okay!" Yoko called out behind me as she moved to man the front.

I walked into the back and sat in a chair, balancing the lunchbox on my thighs. I took a bite of the omelette and hummed in delight. The flavors were a perfect mix of savory without completely overwhelming the egg and the texture of the egg was just right. He's definitely a better cook than I am, that's for sure.

"I'm glad to see you smile again." Auntie said softly.

I turned my head and she stood there watching me with a fond maternal smile. I finished my bite and smiled back at her.

"It feels good to smile again." I said, then took another bite. "Thanks for sticking by me all this time. It feels like I'm always causing you trouble."

Auntie walked over and pulled me into a hug. "I'll always be here." She said, the warmth in her voice reminiscent of my mom's. "Especially now that you're dating a bigshot, do you know how much clientele has started coming here?"

I wrestled myself out of her grip with a huff, no anger behind it.

"So all I am is a customer magnet?" I crossed my arms.

"You're THE customer magnet my dear." Auntie laughed, balancing my lunchbox.

She walked back over to the oven, grabbing the pastries to put out front. I wolfed down the rest of the omelette. The prospects of matching this level of cooking is low but I want to try to pay him back. I pulled out my phone.

Y/N:

I won't tell anyone if you actually put crack in the omelette. Just tell me who your drug guy is.

Katsuki:

I'm gonna take that as you enjoyed the omelette?

Y/N:

Best I've ever had! I was almost sad to finish it lol

Katsuki:

Good.

I'm glad you liked it.

I sighed, my smile turning a little sad. He definitely joked around more before the whole deal but at least he's talking. There's a part of me that wants to ask him how he's feeling. Another part scared he doesn't want to ever open up to me again. I swallow it down, putting my worries into a box that I vowed to actually unpack later. Maybe with him.

I put my phone away and return to my duties, thinking of ways to help us feel more comfortable talking to each other again. After work, I trudged home, feeling more exhausted than usual. Maybe everything was finally catching up to me. The excess exercise, not ever resting like I should've, the villain fight and all this emotional unpacking took it out of me. I walked into my apartment, barely saying hi to Iris before collapsing on the bed.

Just a few minutes..

When I opened my eyes, my body was the personification of lead. My head pounded. My sweat acted as an adhesive between me and my clothes yet I was freezing. An incessant buzzing noise kept ringing that was becoming an increasingly annoying barrier between me and getting more sleep. I slid my arm around my bed, landing on the source. I looked at my phone and saw that:

A. I slept through my alarm.

B. Yoko and Auntie have called me 8 and 5 times respectively

C. that it was a little past time for Katsuki's patrol. I put the phone down, sighing. My body was too tired to feel panic. I'll answer them in a bit just...more rest please.

My eyes started closing when someone started pounding at the door. I groaned and put a pillow over my head. Iris answered the door and there was some back and forth. The person at the door spoke in a rushed tone. Iris responsed but her tone was getting increasingly worried. Now I was concerned but I genuinely couldn't bring myself to get up. Furious heavy steps pounded on the floor, closer and closer until my door swung wide open. It only just now occurred to me that me lying face up with a pillow over my face after recently being kidnapped was giving true crime vibes.

"Y/N!" Iris shrieked.

Someone ran over to my body and lifted the pillow before I could react. Katsuki and Iris stood over me. Tears pricked Iris' eyes and Katsuki panted like he ran a marathon. They both looked at me, breaths held and panicked. Fuck okay maybe I should have called immediately or something. With heavy effort, I held my hand up.

"I'm sick." I croaked out.

Just like that the spell broke and Katsuki let out a shuddering breath in relief. Iris huffed and threw down the pillow hard on my body, earning a pained grunt from me. She apologized before placing the tissue box from the floor on the nightstand. Katsuki was still recovering. I wanted to be sympathetic but I hated being around people when I was ill. They needed to leave. I looked at them.

"Sorry I scared you, I just woke up." I rasped.

"No its- I mean- I'll get you some hot tea and a cold press." Iris said finally, letting out a sigh and walking out of the room.

I turned to Katsuki and put my hand over his.

"I'm fine." I said as reassuring as I could with a nasty cold.

He smiled weakly. "Yea the cold sweat and dazed look really shows that." He said before taking off his grenade gauntlets. I stared at him, eyebrows pulled together before he moved to lift me up. I threw up a hand to stop him, and slowly sat up.

"You um, don't have to take care of me. I got it." I said.

"You don't want me here?" He asked.

I get the feeling fi I said yes no matter what happens afterward there will be an emotional misunderstanding.

"No!" I shouted, then coughed from the strain. "It's not that I'm just...I'm really gross right now and I don't-"

"Is that the only thing?" He asked softly, turning my chin towards him.

"That's the only thing I promise." I said, noticing I still had on my clothes from yesterday. I grimaced, pulling off my shirt and taking a break when that winded me.

"Then I'm staying." He said, his voice emulating that stubborn tone I loved and hated.

"What? Dude I'm...really gross!" I whined.

"Yea but you also struggled to take off your shirt, I doubt you'll make it to the kitchen." He pointed out.

"Iris is here." I shot back.

"Actually Iris has plans." Iris said, walking in with my tea.

She set it down beside the tissues on the nightstand and looked at me. A mischievous twinkle in her eye that I'm too familiar with. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"What plans?" I questioned.

"I'm meeting a certain someone at the library today." She said cryptically then turned to Katsuki. "Think you can take over for me?"

"'Course" He agreed.

"Uh hello? I'm good y'all, I've got this." I groaned, laying back down. "I just need like...more sleep." I mumbled.

"So anyway, spare key is taped to the top of the doorframe under white tape. Knock yourself out." Iris said to Katsuki cheerfully before scurrying out of the room.

I mentally cursed her but didn't have the energy to say it. Katsuki unbuckled my pants and slid them down. Then he picked me up and placed me underneath the covers. He repositioned the pillow underneath my head so it was more comfortable. I was too weak to fight any of it so I let it happen. Shit. Yoko. I sat up again, throwing the covers to the side, fishing for my phone. Katsuki tried to get me to lay back down and I swatted him away.

"What're you doing now? I'll handle it." He huffed.

"I gotta tell Yoko and Auntie I'm alright." I croaked while looking for my phone.

Katsuki moved the covers around and found the phone. I held out my hands making grabby motions which he deliberately looked away from as he clicked on Yoko's contact. It rang once before Yoko answered loud as hell.

"Y/N! You didn't pop up at work and we were so worried that we missed something and are you okay do you need us to come get you?!" She rambled yelling into the phone

"Ponytail, she's fine." Katsuki said. "She's just sick.

Yoko POV

I listened to the man who sprinted out of here the second he realized that she pulled a no-show as he quickly explained what was going on. I let out a huge sigh of relief. Then I looked at the bloodthirsty customers around me who were armed to the teeth ready to kill her captors.

"Guys she's just sick!" I called out.

The tension broke in the room as they casually joked with each other about stuff they were gonna do. Stuff I refuse to think about or investigate as to whether they've done before. Auntie lost that scary look in her eye and immediately changed back into cute granny mode. Which once again, I refuse to question. They handed their weapons to a particular customer who's quirk was basically extra-dimensional storage. Which reminded me that most of our regular customers were associated with Auntie's gang or whatever. I held the phone back to my ear.

"Honestly thank god you called I wasn't sure I could keep convincing them to stay here!" I said cheerfully, also relieved that she was alright.

"Tell her to take a rest for a while!" Someone called out.

A chorus of customers agreed commenting on her uh, no-sleep aesthetic to which I agreed. Now that things are solved with Dynamight she should get some actual rest. Auntie asked for the phone and I handed it to her. She looked over the finances real quick, did some calculations and smiled, clearly satisfied with the decision she was about to make.

Y/N POV

Katsuki listened for a moment, nodding before hanging up and setting the phone down.

He looked at me and said: "Auntie says you're on forced paid leave for the next month."

"Wait what?" I shot up and then held my head to stop the pounding. "That's way too long and paid? Why would she-"

"She said the real reason is because you only took a day off when you were physically incapable of being on your feet all day. She said if you want a legal reason. You've worked for 2 years and the PTO (paid time off) minimum in Japan is 10 days per year. 5 workdays a week means a month of leave. Customer service reason is that everyone knew you were exhausted and the worry was ruining their pastries."

She shut down every argument I had and ones I didn't even consider. I laid back down, grumbling to myself, unable to attack that from any angle besides just complaining. And complain I did for all of 30 seconds before succumbing to the truth. My body was exhausted. Sure when I first was rescued I took some time off but...it wasn't enough. I was back within the week. I never gave myself a chance to recover without straining myself.

"What about your work?" I asked him.

"Deku's fine with me taking the day off." Katsuki said, placing the cold press on my forehead.

"No I mean...you didn't rest either." I said softly.

He paused. Even bleary eyed I could see the dark bags under his eyes that mirrored mine. The heaviness in his movements.

"Tell you what. I'll let you take care of me, if you take two weeks off." I said.

His lips thinned as he considered what he was about to say.

"I...want to see with my own eyes that everything with Hosei gets settled the way it's supposed to." He said cautiously.

I stiffened. Hosei. I also selfishly want Katsuki to oversee it because I trust him. But if that's what's keeping him from sleeping...and if it's for me, I'd rather see Katuski sleep well. I didn't care enough about that guy to further risk Katsuki's health.

"If it's for my sake, I don't mind if you slack off a bit." I said, staring at the sunlight on the ceiling peeking through the dark curtains.

"It's also for mine. I hadn't known him for long but I fucking hate that guy." He said, taking out some water from my mini fridge.

Yea that makes sense

He sat me up and held the water bottle to my lips, which I took some sips from.

"Then in that case...I'll let you stay and take care of me if you only work part time for these next few weeks. " I said as I held out my pinky.

He snorted, fully aware that I'd both couldn't kick him out or call the cops to forcibly take him out of here. He made a big show for my sake, 'debating' the options and then with a loud sigh, held out his pinky and wrapped it around mine.

"You drive a hard bargain sweetheart." He said softly. "Deal."

Against my will, I giggled at the theatrics and the sweetheart. I was embarrassed but his eyes lit up at the sound, a slow smile tugging at his lips. I looked from his lips to his eyes. He looked from my eyes, down to my torso then up again, a blush creeping on his face. I forgot I was basically naked. He cleared his throat.

"I'll make you some soup. In the meantime, drink the tea and water." He said as he turned and left the room.

I immediately felt lonely but he was going to be back and I seriously needed to sleep. I forced myself to drain the tea and the water bottle before settling back into the pillow. The sound of him pulling out pans and cooking soothed me. My eyes became heavy and I finally closed them, vowing to get just a bit more rest.

Katsuki POV

I finished up some soup, resisting the urge to make it spicy before asking if she was okay with it. Once it tasted good, I turned the stove to simmer and walked to the bedroom. When I opened the door, I saw her head lolled to the side, heavy snores filling the room. I smiled and took the tea to pour it out since she wasn't going to wake up while it was hot. I looked around for a hamper and threw her clothes in there. Soft nonsense mumbles filtered out of her mouth, causing another smile.

If my friends from high school knew I could smile this much, I'd have been teased relentlessly.

I stopped my musings to look at her desk. Are there more drawings since the ones I've seen last time? There's always been a part of me that wanted validation but it's gotten worse since these past incidents. Before, I just believed what she said and even if she joked around I knew she was crazy about me. But after the months of wondering and dead serious (unwilling) bashing, I've found myself alot more unsure and unsteady about us. I looked around to see if there was anything else I could do before snooping. Nothing much. I resigned myself to my urges and walked over to the desk. There are more drawings, mostly sketches. Underneath a more detailed one I saw a letter. I saw the first words before I could register it. 'Katsuki, I'm sorry'. A loud snore shot out behind me and I looked. Still asleep. I read a little more of the heavily annotated paper.

Katsuki,

I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said at the café and I feel awful about it. I know that doesn't make it better but...I have to say it even if you can't see it.

There seemed to be a bunch of random blurbs hastily written down on this page. I read through each of them, a grin pulling at my lips.

I...hurt you today. Like bad. I made your nose bleed. Which would be a flex if it wasn't so sad. If I didn't still love you. Okay maybe it's still a little bit of a flex if we take out literally all context? Ugh I'm an asshole. Okay but imagine #2 hero defeated by rando who hasn't slept in 2 weeks? C'mon now. Absolute flex! Still feel like shit though.

Nothing happened today. I just kinda feel like I get to talk to you this way? I think about texting you everyday. I deleted your number though. I kinda wish I hadn't. I miss our jokes. I miss you. I've told everyone I stabbed the Dynamight body pillow (still can't believe that is a thing I own) which I definitely did. But...I didn't tell anyone that sometimes I pull it out to sleep with and pretend it's you. I miss your hugs. Dynamite #2 doesn't quite cut it y'know?

I wanted to tell you today that your hair looks nice when it's windblown. You passed by the shop and looked inside. It was a L'Oreal moment. My heart kinda stopped dude! Hawks who? I don't exactly have the right to say that but I wanted to anyway. Also that your forehead is huge. I miss you and your huge forehead. And your smirks. And your hugs.

Bet you won't say my forehead is huge to my face. I absentmindedly rubbed it with a pout.

I realized we never talked about music? I bet you're a rock fan. Genres are kinda mixing together so maybe you'd like dark pop too. I wanna kiss your huge forehead. And talk about music.

A little laugh escapes me. I do like rock. I wonder what she likes. The page I was reading cuts off but on the corner of the desk is another piece of paper with more heavily annotated writing.

Ugh! You piss me off! I cOuLdvE HANdleD iT! Whatever dude! I realize it's my fault but I'm still angry! And now there's memes of me in my reindeer pajamas AND THEY'RE FUNNY! I'm not sure whether I'm angry about it or honored....I'm glad you're okay. Is it weird that I'm happy that's the most normal conversation we've had in a long time? I wasn't fighting any brainwashing in that moment. It felt nice.

I'm sorry I made you feel so low. I've thought about disappearing. Maybe you'd feel better if you didn't have to see me? But maybe that would be more insulting. You...you hated that I wouldn't face you at patrol. And you had a point. I've asked Auntie if she knew someone who could get me to Tartarus...to see Hosei. She advised against it but maybe I can pull a hint from him. Even if I know he'll ask for something in return. Even if it's embarrassing I think you deserve to at least I dunno...I don't know. I need help if I want to do better. Denki's boyfriend has a mind control quirk maybe he could help? Is it weird to ask him? Ugh! I'll figure out later.

There were little chibi drawings of my ugly expressions I make with hearts around them. There was a note beside these drawings.

So I'm training to like embarrass myself in front of you or whatever and I'm such a fan. The only pretty pictures of you are off guard or for a check and we stan. You're fighting for your life against your resting pretty face. Really said 'I'm not about to be pretty for free' god I really am a fan.

I sketched that one men's magazine picture because I think you look really cool in that lighting. I'm uhhh not great at art so I'm sorry.

Below I see a well rendered sketch of my face and parts of my torso in dramatic lighting. I don't see any more writing other than one off sentences, strings of numbers and random video titles some I recognize as interviews I've done. It was...reassuring to see she was thinking of me the whole time. That she missed me. I put down the paper, trying to fight the feeling of resentment at needing validation. I just needed to recover for a bit. I turned to check on Y/N. She must've kicked off the covers at some point, sweating. She started to curl on herself, getting cold. I put the covers over her and she seemed more comfortable. I walked into the living room and contemplated watching TV before deciding against it. Wouldn't be able to hear her if she called out. I walked back to the kitchen and washed all the dishes I created. Then a soft voice croaked out from the bedroom.

"Katsuki?"

I got some water and poured some soup into a bowl. When I got in the room, I saw her struggling to sit up. I rushed over to the end-table to set things down, then helped her sit up. I offered her some water which she gladly took. She gulped down half the cup and finished with a cute self satisfied smile. I suppressed a smile and sat on the bed.

"You want some soup?" I asked, gesturing to the soup on the end-table.

She nodded and reached for the bowl. She retracted her hands quickly with a hiss. I grabbed the bowl and put it on a fold out tray with an apologetic look.

"Sorry, high heat tolerance." I mumbled.

"It's okay." She smiled.

After a few minutes, the soup calmed down to a degree she was comfortable with. She took a bite, her eyes sparkled and she smiled around the spoon. Did she look like this when she ate the omelette? I looked at her furniture and decorations while she ate. Eventually, I heard the bowl get set down, half-eaten, on the side table. With a soft 'excuse me', she went to the bathroom. When she came back, she slid back into bed quietly.

"Not used to you being this quiet." I said softly.

"I want to be whiny but I'm too old for that." She said, laying down.

I smiled. "What do you want to whine about?" I said

"Everything. Being sick sucks." She huffed.

"Whine away." I said.

You sure? Once I start I won't stop." She warned.

"Yea. Silence doesn't really suit you."

"Fine. I'm really cold." She said while burrowing into the covers.

"That's all? Where are the extra covers?" I said getting up.

"In the closet in the hallway." She said.

I was almost out the door when she added "Can you pick up the remote on the way back? It's on my desk."

I grabbed all the covers and her remote and settled back on the bed.

"Anything else?" I asked.

She paused for a moment, considering before she put the covers a little over her face.

"Can I hold your hand?" She asked.

I smiled and settled beside her on the bed outside of the covers and offered my hand. She scooted over a bit and laid in my palm, putting my hand against her cheek. She nuzzled into it.

"I knew you'd be warm." She sighed contentedly.

She poked the remote out of the covers and turned on the TV, turning on some show. We both watched until I heard soft snoring again. I slid further down the bed and watched her sleep. She had half of her face covered, the covers moving up and down with each deep breath. She looked at peace and was already starting to drool on my hand. Which is gross but...endearing? I stroked her face with my thumb and removed my hand. I went to the bathroom and washed my hands since I definitely didn't want to catch whatever monster illness this was. I went to her bed and settled, my head on the pillow as I watched the cartoon. It was interesting but I felt my eyes get heavy. Maybe a little nap is alright.

When I woke up it was around 2am. Definitely not a nap. I also realized the covers were over me and that Y/N was gone. I got up and walked to the door opening. I heard soft sounds filtering from the living room. My...interview?

We're working on the case to find out....

I reached the end of the hallway and watched her eat the soup, watching the interview with wistful eyes. She looked alot better. She looked at the couch and threw a mini fit pouting. She flopped on the couch covered her eyes with her palms

"If Hosei's stupid ass never kidnapped me I could've been laying in bed with him instead of on this lumpy couch." She grumbled.

She patted the couch.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean that you're very comfy." She apologized.

"Even if I wasn't an asshole, Deku wasn't kidding about that intensity portion..."

Intensity?

"Ugh now I feel like a stalker. 'Hey Katsuki I watch your video compilations because they comfort me!' I literally know the guy! If I didn't know him it wouldn't be so creepy." She whined.

I suppressed a laugh and walked back to her bedroom door to loudly open it. She stopped mumbling to herself and then shifted. I walked out into the hallway and gave her a look.

"Hi!" She said sheepishly, sitting ramrod straight on the couch.

"Hi. Why are you on the couch?" I asked.

"I recovered somewhat and you needed to sleep..." She said, looking away while scratching her head.

"And we haven't slept together before?" I asked with a raised brow.

Her eyes blew wide while she bit her lip. The remote in her hand floated a bit before she quickly grabbed it to hide her reaction.

"Yea but. I don't..." She trailed off.

Is this...part of the Hosei thing? Does she not want to be that close?

Y/N POV

Not only do I wanna climb him like a tree, I want to make sure neither of us are walking for the next three days but I am sick...probably from exhaustion and I like...hurt his feelings for a month straight. So climbing privileges are revoked til further notice.

I looked at his black sleeveless shirt and stirrup leggings. Why the fuck is his hero costume so tight? I can't look at the man without finding something to drool over. Keep it cool.

"I don't think I should. I'm still not sure if I have a cold or if it was just exhaustion" I said.

Katsuki POV

Oh? Just that? In that case...

"If you have a cold I've already got it, plus you didn't sneeze or anything. I don't know much but colds involve a shit-ton of mucus. You may have drooled a ton but-"

"Ahhh not listening!" I said.

"It's just dr-" I teased.

"AH! No! We are not mentioning this!" She said, covering her ears.

"I'll stop mentioning it if you sleep in your bed."

"Fine! Deal!" She said bunching up her covers while pouting.

She stalked past me and I smiled. I looked at the couch, not looking forward to it but-

"You coming?" She asked behind me.

I looked at her, surprised.

"You're not sleeping on the couch either so..." She said, looking away.

I followed her to her bedroom. She tossed the covers onto the bed and took a water bottle out of her mini fridge. I settled on the bed trying to fight the awkwardness I felt. She offered me a water bottle and I thanked her, downing half before closing it. She settled beside me, laying down, facing away. I laid on my back. She scooted closer to me and grabbed my hand. It was uncomfortable so I turned over and spooned her, instinctually, holding her close. She froze and I froze in response, awaiting her reaction.

Did I fuck up?

"There really isn't anything quite like a Katsuki hug." She said softly, I could hear her smile.

She cuddled into me and put my arms tighter around her. I laughed a bit. After a few minutes, her breathing deepened as she relaxed. After a few more minutes, her arms were slack. I thought about the writings on her desk. The little things she wanted to say. I thought about all the little things I wanted to say to her as well. Like how that one day when she had a piece of her hair not cooperating I thought her pout was the cutest thing. Or that I wanted to hug even if we couldn't talk. Or the countless nights I reread our texts over and over, finding comfort in who we used to be. Or right now. The feeling of her body as she breathed in and out. Finally comfortable enough to be in the same room as me. She snuggled closer, I was sure she could hear how hard my heart was beating. Holding everything back for so long sucked ass and I'm not doing it anymore, starting now. At least in terms of things I wanna say.

"There's nothing quite like having you in my arms." I murmured, settling atop her head as I drifted off.

A/N: I might need to take a week or two break to catch up on chapters. I've run out of the pre-written ones and these past few weeks have been hectic. Sorry in advance loves!

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Adjusting the green shirt to your chest, you go out of the clubhouse followed by Creeper drinking a coffee on a cardboard cup. You’re walking faster with your gaze on the front, directly to the car scrapping. It supposed that you should start in one hour, but if you arrive earlier, you can also leave earlier. You don’t want to see Taza after what happened last day, when his ex-wife came to the workshop because her car was having problems with the engine. She talked you as if you were a servant, or something like that, so you couldn't shut up and spoke to her in a sarcastic tone that she didn't like. Of course, she told Taza. At first, you didn’t care, until you saw how they said goodbye, with so much love and affection. Gilly told you that they have been married for almost fifteen years and that she was back to town indefinitely. It was like a shoot straight to your heart.

You aren’t nothing, but for the last months there has been a flirt environment installed between both, always pulling and loosening. But with his ex-wife in Santo Padre and by the way she had of touching him constantly, you know that what you wanted so bad it’s not going to happen. So you’re trying to not match with him. And that hurts. The only thing you can do it’s work and go home. No Mayans parties, no more nights at the clubhouse and no more rides back home on Taza’s bike. You can’t fight with a woman who knows him since ever and who was married with him for too many years. You didn’t know that something like that could happen, he didn’t talk you about her and it seems like it was a surprise for him too.

“Dammit, mama, you look like shet’”. Angel’s confused voice pushes you back to reality, making you shake your head for an instant.

“I didn’t sleep last night”. You shrug your shoulders and arms.

Messed bump, eye bags, no makeup and the shoelaces untied. You sigh after having a look of yourself, leaning down to tie them. The sun seems to disappear, raising your gaze surprised till you find your boss’ eyes, crossing his arms over his chest covered by leather. You swallow quietly, licking your inner lip before continuing with your task.

“Everything ok?” You ask playing fool, hiding your nervous voice for a while.

“I don’ know, everything ok?”

“Yea’, I just… start earlier ‘cause I need to go to Santa Madre”.

“Sure. Why you didn’t come to the ranch last night?”

“Last night? What hap— Oh! Oh!”

Taza raises both eyebrows, while you still playing the innocent one palming your forehead.

“Shit, I forgot the Mayan dinner...” Clicking your tongue, you snort heavy.

“Let me tell you something, (Y/N)”. Facing you with hardly two inches between both, he leans above your ear provoking you some chills. “Soy un perro muy viejo, para que un cachorro me intente engañar”. (I'm a very old dog, and a puppy can't lie to me”.

“I forgot it”. You insist. “I was tired and I fell asleep on the sofa”.

“Look at your face”. The man says without changing his position. “Not everything is what it seems”.

“Ok, boss. I get it”.

Taza doesn't say anything else, hitting his shoulder against yours to pass you away. Rubbing it you turn to the oldest rolling your eyes. Creeper and Angel are staring at you, trying to understand what is happening, but you don't wanna talk about it. Work and go home, that's all you want. The Reyes, putting an arm on your shoulders, shake his head disappointed 'cause he's starting to know what's going on having all the clues on the table.

Going upstairs to the office, you hug Chuckie as soon as you see him, asking for the hours signature quadrant. Your turn is already finished and completed and you also have the afternoon free, so you could rest the time you didn't last night thinking about the things that it's not going to happen, driving you crazy. Leaving the car scrapping' shirt in your hanger, you grab the helmet next to your bag, ready to leave.

And she's there again. You can see her from the top of the stairs, hugging your boss and kissing his cheek as you used to do it. You're going downstairs slow, concentrated on not looking like you're jealous. Yes, you two were nothing, but you feel some kind of things that you would like not to feel right now. Taking off your phone of the pocket, you dissemble when he catches you looking at them, walking towards your motorbike to put the helmet on.

“Wait a second”. You hear some meters away, while your sitting on your bike. “Eh, (Y/N)!”

You want to make that you didn't listen his call, but it would be too evident, so Taza waits for you to reversing and stop again.

“I'm sorry for the hit”.

“Yeah, it was rude”.

“Are you hurry?”

“Yeah, a little”.

“When will you back at home, ah?”

“I don't kn... Why it feels like I'm talking to my father?”

“Because you're so fuckin' annoyin'”.

“Great, thanks. Another bullshit, Taza?”

“You know what? Fuck off”.

“Yeah, pretty one”. Rolling your eyes, containing the tears in them, you turn the engine to run away from the front yard.

Bishop texted you about four pm to tell you that Yuma and Stockton charters were coming to Santo Padre by night, so they're having a party and he needs you along with EZ to attend the bar. That's precisely what you were avoiding to do, be at the clubhouse more time than necessary. But guessing that you should work just for two or three hours accompanied doesn't seems a big trouble to deal with. So you're in.

Driving you car, 'cause it's gonna be easy to come back home after the party, you reach the car scrapping parking there so your Camaro will be safe in case that anyone decided to start a friendly fight. They usually do, for no reason. Last time, your motorbike suffered the consequences, even if they took care of the fixed. Walking betwixt a lot of crap mountains, your steps go straight to the green main door with mayans symbols finding the crowded yard. Stockton are already there, mixed with the Santo Padre' ones. EZ whistles you, claiming for your attention with that charming smile he always have on his face. You greet the guys raising your chin for a second, whilst going close to the prospect.

“Take the Jose Cuervo in the warehouse, I'm on my way for beers”.

“Okay”. You nod then, turning to the right and guiding your legs to the huge metallic structure by a side of the clubhouse.

Grabbing the trolley at the entrance, you walk towards the end of the warehouse to leave it there, so you can place five boxes on it. Bishop calls to the door, even if it's opened asking you for come in without words. He walks in, closing it and resting his body against a shelving.

“You ok, kid?”

“Yea', just a bad night, prez”. You nod showing a soft and fleeting smile, presing the low rod of the trolley leaning to you and putting im by the two wheels.

“You didn' came to the dinner”.

“I'm sorry, I forgot it”.

“Did you?”

Leaving a sigh on air, you don't know what to say, pursing your lips as you place your gaze in nowhere.

“I saw you… kinda arguing with Taza this morning. Twice”.

“I—”.

“You know you can talk to me, rai'?” He sounds serious, crossing his arms.

“I just… made some illusions. The kind that fuck you down, when you realize that they're… just that. Illusions”.

“I know what you're talkin'bout. Play smart, kid. You're not stupid”.

Might be the best advice someone could give you, and you know you should. But sometimes, you can't simply do it. After leaving you there, you continue your walk to the clubhouse, going upstairs carefully with the tequila boxes. Opening the door with a push of your back, EZ notices you ready to help you. When everything is placed, the prospect offers you a shirt with the Mayans logo to change it for yours. Like somekind of uniform.

Once you're wearing it, you walk outside to receive the Yuma charter, hugging Canche as soon as he sees you.

“What's up, chamaca?”

“Not much, just another party working, not enjoying”.

“When you finish, make a place fo' me in your busy schedule. I need some help with my bike”. He says placing a hand on your shoulders, so you can follow him to his men to greet them too.

“Sure! I'll let you know when I'm done”.

A car coming calls your attention, turning under Canche's grip, to find the owner.

“What the hell…? Isn't that Taza's ex-wife?”

“Yep”.

“What she doin'ere?” The president asks you confused.

“Don' know. Ask her ex-husband”. You answer with a singing voice and both eyebrows raised.

“That bitch fucked him up”.

“Did she…?”

“Yea', I heard something 'bout a one-night-stand with a Vato. Oscar told us”.

“But they seems so close”.

“Taza is a good man, you know him”.

“Yea'...”

Pursing your lips at the man, you shrugs before start with your tasks of serve beers and tequila shot for everyone there, with EZ help. You can't help but thinking about that woman who came from nowhere with some kind of clear intentions, and now you're understanding was what Bishop trying to tell you. “Play smart”. So you will. Grabbing the coldest beers and putting them on a tray, you carry them to the first picnic table outside, where the main members of your charter are sitting. Leaving there, one for each one, you sit close to the Padrino who puts an arm around your waist.

“You look good in that shirt, kid”. He says proud, having a look from top to down. Since you started to work there, he has been the most gentle man on earth with you and it's something to be thankful for. “How's your week goin'? Didn' see you last night”.

“Tired week, need to rest, padrino”.

“You look like. Are they treating you good, or taking advantage that you're so helpful, ah?”

“To be that ‘helpful’ you have to show some respect first”. You hear that irritating feminine voice behind your back, before she appears in front of your eyes with a hand on Taza's left shoulder.

“Take off that Vato's dick of your mouth, before talking about my kid”. Padrino's voice is calm and peaceful, surprising you about it, and creating an uncomfortable silence on the table.

You're fucking done. Done in a good mood, 'cause well, no one piss off padrino's kid. Palming his back, you get up of your seat to grab the tray and go back to work, as soon as Oscar claims your attention to ask for some beers. At least, now you know what happened, even if you're trying to figure what's she doing here. Not for you, but for Taza. Because she doesn't deserve someone like him, not after what she did. Double disloyalty. And that's screwing you more than you thought.

Even if it's something that it's in your head all the time, you make sure that doesn't influence in your work, letting it for later. And when you're already finished with it, leaving EZ with the rest, you go straight to Canche. As soon as you're done with him too, you can be close to Taza to make it up to him because of your paranoia. And so you do, sharing the same table with a beer in your hand. You don't know why his ex-wife continue there, but you don't care. Not anymore. Sitting in front of him, again by padrino's side and Bishop at the other, you try to get in the conversation. Easy task 'cause they're talking about a travel coming soon, and they need your help to check the motorcycles before leaving.

“Okay, I can do it tomorrow evening. Just leave me the keys at the office”. You say then supporting both forearms on the table, nodding for a while. “So, gas, oil and pressure… Yeah, it's fast to do'et”.

“Can you check my bike's direction? I think it's a little bit turned to the left”. Taza says then, and you know that's only a excuse to talk with you. Like, right now.

“Is it?” You hesitate, raising an eyebrow before having a sip of your drink, getting up of your bench.

“Yea', and the brake is a little hard. I think EZ squeezed too much”. He's getting up too, letting go the uncomfortable grip of his ex-wife.

“Okay, let's see”.

He walks next to you, offering you the keys so you can turn on his bike. Pressing softly the gas, to do the same with the brake. It's not. But seems like he wants to leave the yard, at least, for some minutes.

“I have the tools in my car”. You say then, turning of the engine to push the handlebar so you can make it moves.

Going down the alley, with the Vicepresidente behind your back smoking a cigar, you reach the Camaro. You don't have any tools on it, but you really want to hear what he wants to tell you. So you simply leave the motorbike parked, next to your car, and resting your body sitting on it giving him the keys.

“She asked me to stay at the ranch”. He says then, keeping them inside one of his pockets. Sounds like you should reply something, but you'll not. It's his house, not yours. “I don' know what she doin'ere. But I don' even care”.

“Good for you, Taza”. You shrug with pursed lips.

“Let's be clear, kid. We're nothing”.

“Okay, I'm done with this bullshit”. You laugh loud getting up from his bike, and shaking your hands, trying to hide the bitterness and looking for the control remote of your car.

“Listen, listen”. Catching you by your left wrist, he stops your moves.

“It's fuckin' okay, Taza. You don' have to give me any explanation. I'm not your... fuckin' wife, nor your fuckin' girl. I get it. But let me tell you something. It's fucking grievous seeing a woman how fucked you up with a fuckin' Vato, trying to get back what she lost. And you, let her doin'et. You deserve good things, and you should love and respect yourself a little more”.

“Well, than'ya' for your kindly words. But I'm not letting her doin' nothen'. And I also talk her 'bout you”.

“Seems like she doesn' give a f— You did what?” Narrowing your eyes and letting you go, you cross your arms on the chest.

“We're nothing, but I would like to be something”. He clarifies you. “I asked her to leave and just came to pay what we fixed in her car. She stayed for a beer”.

“Yes, close of his ex-husband”.

“Focus on the fact I wan'to be with you, and not with her. Think about'e”.

Taza leaves you there, alone, carrying his bike when seems like you don't know what to reply at this words. Sitting on the hood of your car and lighting a cigar between your lips, you have a long smoke that rips your throat and also your tongue. You're somewhat jealous, you can't help but trying to see the point of playing smart to mark somekind of territory without looking like he's a piece of meat. But with that kind of women, it's all you can do.

Putting well your shirt on, after throwing away the cigar, you walk towards the front yard with hands in your pockets. Some ideas are dancing in your head, trying to choose the best way to deal with it. But when you see her, sitting again by his side, and trying to hug him… Good lord, you can't help but losing your modals and your gentle mood.

“Che, take me home”. You just say, stopping in front of the crew.

“Haven't you a car, ah?” She asks raising her chin somewhat proudly, grabbing the Vice's arm between hers.

“Haven't you a Vato's dick to suck, instead of annoying everyone around you?”

God, those words come from the depths of your soul. Making the guys chuckle as she gets up full of rage.

“Watch your mouth, niña. You don' know who I am”. Pointing your chest with a finger once and again.

“Yea', looks like I don' give a shit that I don' even know your name”. You face her, not afraid. “Southern border is close, come back to your hole, whore. You don' have anything to do here”.

“Did you ju—”.

“Shit, yes, I did”. You roll your eyes, being fast enough to avoid the slap straight to your face.

El padrino takes you back, as Bishop and Angel go to her before she can try it again.

“You heard her, go back to southern border”. Taza says placing himself between both, turning then to hold your forearm and leave the front yard.

You don't say anything into your way to his motorbike, putting on the helmet as he turns it on. Grabbing his waist with your hands, he runs out of the clubhouse. You know he's mad. You can feel the tension on his body, driving the road he knows by heart to your house, taking his time as he looks like he's thoughtful.

When he stations the bike in front of your house, so you can jump off of it, you keep his gaze.

“'You gonna leave?” You ask him a little bit nervous, taking off the helmet to supporting it against your abdomen.

“'Don' know. What you want?”

Hesitating for a second, you take a step closer placing a hand on his nape, to press your lips on his. It's the first time you two kiss, after some weeks wanting it. He pulls you away, thinking that you screwed it up, until you see him getting up to leave behind his back the motorbike. Cupping your cheeks on his huge hands, Taza kisses you again. Tangling your fingers in the flannel shirt to push him closer, your lips move alone on his. It's better than you could imagine, tasting the tequila in his saliva and beer in yours. A perfect mix.

“So, are you gonna stay?” You almost beg between short and dearly kisses, finding yourself walking to your house, giving your back at it.

“Fuck, yes, baby”. He nods lifting you up, so you can surround his body with your legs.

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ardantly · 4 years

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Yo what?

Anyway, thank you guys??? Sm??? I thought I'd get another fanart done in time for this but I've been busy with household stuff all day because adult life ya know

Anyway, here's a short blog rec/lovely people list!!! I'll try to keep the gushing to a minimum but I can't promise anything

First of all the crimily, my chosen family trope on this hellsite:

@acezukos ABBY I love Abby sm, she writes fanfics that make me cry every single time, certified rock nerd, stemverse lives in my brain rent free and one day I'll finish the podfic I SWEAR, always here for a good dad joke we love that, just a wonderful person.

@alrightbolin I love Amelia sm, genuinely lovely human being, so wholesome and lovely, BOLIN STANS UNITE, Amelia is great, go follow her we stan.

@beifong-bltch NETTY WE LOVE NETTY omg, absolute icon, plantverse is chef's kiss, dude I wish I could be as cool as netty she's so cool wow, also bandverse owns my heart, amazing human being.

@disaster-korra Ver is literally my kid we love ver, actually made me rethink my stance on Bakudeku which is fucking GREAT, caffeine child (pls no espresso tho pls), crime creator and enabler and we love her for it.

@extragayzuko HALIE OMG we love halie in this household, an absolutely fantastic artist whom we STAN, Android zuko literally killed me dead, also writes like wow we stan a multitalented emo queen.

@fyrelordzuko RO oh my god we love and support Ro so much, she's amazing, actual fandom mom and so fucking sweet, listen I genuinely look up to Ro sm you don't even know, both her shitposts and her amazing creative content SLAP, go follow her, you're missing out, love u mom.

@learnto-fly JULES MY WIFE, I'm married to this wonderful woman, loving and supporting my wife dot jpeg, could judo flip me and I LOVE that, I just love Jules sm, she's a fucking phenomenal artist I can't believe this is my wife, she's not only an atla stan but also skam and we love that because alt er love, go give her love she deserves it sm.

@leewiththetea SONLEAF WE LOVE SONLEAF, our actual son whom we love, original crime lord, always an enabler and I love that about him, also j&j and kpop au live in my head rent free and I love that sm, genuinely one of the sweetest people out there, has made me cry with being so sweet.

@lunathelittledragon LUNA listen I've known Luna the longest out of the crimily and I love her sm, we've been through some shit and she's just a wonderful friend alright, I wanna go back to eating yoghurt on the tube, good times.

@mako-apologist BABBY I love babby omg, I still remember crying over her Sukka fic, I legit can't think of Suki without thinking of Babby, her power, tiktok QUEEN.

@mellowdreamer AMY WE LOVE AMY, actual kid to all of us, aioli aficionado and we love that, has the braincell sometimes and comes up with FANTASTIC takes and we stan that, loving and supporting amy dot jpeg.

@owlsantuary LUCY I LOVE LUCY she's amazing and lovely and I love that when the Americans (i.e. most of the server) are asleep the Europe gang has some of the hottest takes and aus, cornershop au is WONDERFUL and one day I'll write it, fellow tolkien stan along with abby and sonny and I love that, just a great and beautiful person.

@itszukkatime SONNY like what are u doing if you're not following Sonny, I love my other mom sm, her kindergarten au actually made me cry (and ship jetko), she and ro are wonderful parents, I love sonny a lot and her writing and drawing and content in general is fantastic.

Now some other wonderful people I definitely recommend:

@transkya NINA we love nina, they're great, they have the hottest takes and aus and HELL YEA EUROPE GANG, we stan, thank you for appreciating my dad jokes that's very kyute of you.

@quenchyest HEY NOA, wonderful blog (side note: I'm still amazed at the existence of lavender latte like WHAT) go follow!!!

@what-would-azula-do we love redemption arc azula in this household, a+ takes, we stan.

@whats-a-reading also the hottest takes, listen their tags are great and should be shared with the world, go follow.

@soft-zuko wonderful blog, we stan zukka in this household, soft zuko is best zuko.

I've most likely forgotten someone because my brain is actual mush, but thank you guys sm!! Maybe I'll get around to posting the fanart today still 👀

#eyyyyyy #long post #blog recs #shut up lou #I LOVE U GUYS THANK U SM #SHJSJDJF #idk why you follow me but THANK YOU #i went on a bit of a ramble here but hey #i love my friends aight #thank you guys!!!#go follow these amazing ppl #we stan them.#crimily #dad lou #because of the kya pun aight.

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 4 years

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*Ignore if you've already read this I just wanted to tag

Part 20: Recovery

My shit busted, Erik frowned frustrated as he sat looking through the rearview mirror in the Wawa parking lot. He hated this part of the job. Though he could take a hit and it wasn't his first, second, or third time getting shot, he didn't like the feeling of being dependent on someone else for help, even with a wound. Getting severely injured was always a risk but he preferred dealing with things on his own. Aside from that, he didn't trust hospitals. He probably needed surgery again but definitely not in Texas. Sighing, he decided to swallow his pride for the umpteenth time to go ahead and call the man he always went to when he got shot, stabbed, or had something bad happen to him that he couldn't completely fix in his own with a needle, some Tylenol, and time.

Dr. Charles. He had the equipment and resources and made private trips. He also knew Erik personally from his military days. On top of that, he was a proud Nigerian and didn't ask for specifics of Erik's dealings, deciding that it was best for him not to know so that he stayed out of it. Erik trusted him more because of it.

"Yellow," Charles answered on the first ring. Erik's eyes rolled. The man was in his sixties and it showed.

"Sup Chief. My leg's busted again. I'm a fly to you-"

"No no," he spoke forcefully. "If you're bleeding you must contain it. You will stay down and rest! Keep your leg elevated. Have you wrap-"

"Yea yea... it's in a tourniquet," Erik sighed. He felt like a child being fussed at by an elder.

"Where are you?! Drive to the nearest hospital and give them my information! I'll take care of it. We will bring you in and I will take a look."

"Or I could just-"

"No!" It was absolute. Erik's mouth set in a straight line. Charles reminded him a lot of his father. No one else could talk to him like that. "You pay me too much to be abandoned! Eh? Let us help," he insists kissing his teeth. Erik had no retort. He stared through the mirrors silently biting his thumbnail.

"Bet."

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"Alřiiight," you sing listening to Erik's 'Necessary' playlist in the background. Moving around has warmed you up despite the fact that his A/C is pumping. Shake the Room with Pop Smoke and Quavo plays, the vocalizations in the background sounding like a lowkey creepy chant a secretly possessed Tebetian monk would do. You switch to some song called Kalifornia and climb the stairs to toss the cleaning rag into laundry taking your phone from its charger. "Downstairs is officially spotless... and sanitizzzed," you gasp to the walls as you stretch backwards feeling that sweet pull and release of tension in your back and shoulders. When you head back down, the entire bottom level smells like coconut mango, lysol, and tea tree oil mixed. "Mmm," you sigh having inhaled deep to smell the goodness. It was fresh. "That good shit," you chuckle.

Again, it feels so, so good to be in this house in the clear brightness of daytime. It's calm, spacious, and beautiful like a retreat or vacation home. You can go completely nude and feel at ease, alone with no one peeping at you in a private space. You can look outside and not feel as nervous in stepping out to the driveway. So you do just that.. proudly in the nude to feel the heat on your skin. It's still hot and muggy with the sun beating down so you head back into the A/C deciding to hit the hot tub instead.

"Oh my God," you nearly cry with a homemade smoothie in hand as you chill in heated water, the bottom of your fro soaked and hanging on your shoulders as you sit butt naked and slumped. "I'm never leaving this house... this is officially MY house now..."

It's an entire hour later when you dry off, as relaxed as Katt Williams' hair on a good day. You head through the lower level again before going back upstairs. You can't help but to be nosey looking again through his rooms and belongings. Where is the kink? This is ridiculous! It's all too simplistic... minimalistic. It's just weird... For someone who lives as boldly as Erik does to have no evidence of it anywhere. It seems sneaky and bizarre. You wonder why he hasn't accumulated a house of unique knickknacks. Maybe a toy drawer? Even you have a toy drawer. Alas, the craziest things you find are six different bongs, an ugly tie dyed pair of shorts that are way too short, a keyboard piano, and boxers printed with Obama's face. He's really good at hiding his deviance. "I bet it's all in that lil room," you mutter heading to the locked door. You try the knob again thinking of using a credit card to get in. Whether it actually works you're not sure.. and you don't want to mess up your card. You'd bet good money that everything you wonder about is behind that door.

"Anyway."

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"Fuck this shit," Erik gritted through his teeth as he hunched over the outdoor freezer of the Wawa. Goddamn kid, cracker ass bitch, shooting don't know what the fuck.. He definitely needed fixing on his leg before he bleed out slowly in the Wawa parking lot. He was convinced he looked absolutely insane with a busted leg held tightly by his handmade tourniquet. It hurt like hell and he knew he had to do something. He hid the injury. No one could see it unless they really paid attention, he'd overlapped it with bandana and draped a jacket around his waist. He pulled the ice bag out of the freezer and sat it on the ground, not needing to look up to spot the camera above. In fact, he wouldn't look up because of it. Erik looked to a hefty ginger kid in a camo cap, beige shorts, and sandals. He couldn't be more than thirteen and he was hanging onto the glass door with a plastic bag of snacks dangling from his wrist as two rednecks entered through the door he held.

"Hey kid," Erik nodded watching the boy's eyes drift to his injury in question. He was observant causing Erik to shift the leg. "...Faulty machinery. Hence the ice.. but could you do me a big favor and save me some walking?" He held out a twenty and the boy took it. "And a strawberry milkshake," Erik called behind the boy who went back inside to pay for the ice as Erik limped back to the stolen vehicle. The kid was back and at his window quickly.

"Here's your change." The kid held it out, ready to drop it regardless of Erik's hand not being out to receive it.

"Keep it," Erik muttered.

"Nah, you look like you need it a lot more than me," the kid muttered scooting off. Erik stared after him. Little bastards. He scoffed starting the engine.

He pulled up to the hospital as instructed sending the info to Dr. Charles and as promised, Dr. Charles came through, calling on Erik's behalf. Erik initially refused the treatment learning that they intended on treating him right there in that hospital. "Treat me yourself," he'd fussed on the line with the trusted doctor. In the end he was swayed. He ended up in a hospital bed in Texas getting x-rayed despite his protests. Turned out they did need to operate to repair the fractured bone and tend to his vascular injury. The operation took three hours. When he woke, he was in recovery aka lockdown. His head was a little cloudy from their drugs. He decided to call the one person who he could count on to be truly excited to hear from him. He thought about how he'd start the conversation to keep her from asking too much. He just wanted to feel that warm glow she always gave him.. feel that she was with him without giving too much away.

Thinking bout you.. Just wanted to hear your voice..

What you doing.. how'd you sleep?

Y/N. Can you talk to me for a bit while I listen? I'm tired...

Hey forehead...

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Brrrrr.

That's your pocket buzzing. Pulling out your phone you do a double take at the screen and a streak of irritation surfaces, plucking your nerve. Perfect time to ask about that so called colleague he's probably hitting and he'd better fess up to whatever it is he's hiding.

Erik: You alive?

Instead of texting nonsense back, you dial his number and he picks up on the first ring.

"Angel... I miss you already girl."

"Well then you know where to find me," you snap hearing his soft chuckle. "And what the hell is so funny?"

"You... with all this bass. You hungry?"

"Don't ask me nothing dumb like that."

"Yeaah.... you need your tummy full. When's the last time you ate?"

"Erik?.. Shut up. You know what I wanna talk about," your voice lowers. "Tell me why that girl felt comfortable waltzing into your house last night and getting into my face like she belonged there.. Last I checked you don't have any friends."

"Well last I checked...," he kisses his teeth. "Nah, I ain't call you for all that..," his voice calms. "Just know we ain't close like you thinking. She happened to pop up. Ain't like I invited her."

"But if she's close enough to you to perform pop-ups then I feel like you should've mentioned her to me like you mentioned your other three."

"It's like I said, wasn't nothing to mention." Silence stretches as you wait for him to explain. "We work together. Work is all I have. Work is all she has. We just understand that about each other, that's all it is."

"Are you telling me the truth?"

"You starting to piss me off. Yes."

"Don't get smart.. I'm choosing to believe you."

"Uh huh. Eat something."

"I am," you squint fixing your face when the waitress brings your drink and smiles. "I'm at PF Changs now."

"Oh? What you order?"

"Potstickers... lettuce wraps.... Thinking of getting some spring rolls... but also kinda wanna wait to see how I feel first. I don't wanna order it and have all these plates on the table at the same time and I'm the only one sitting here... you know?"

He chuckles and it's a light breath of amusement. "You know what?... I'm proud of you, kid. You survived the night alone in that big scary house. Such a big girl."

"Erik, don't patronize me," you flush, glad he's not there to see it. Your tone gives nothing away. "I live alone. You forget that."

"But that's different.. were you scared?"

"Not at all!" You sip your ginger beer. "What are you doing now?"

"Mm. Resting before I head out. I'll see you soon though.. before you know it."

"No rush actually. I'm enjoying the house, you can stay where you at."

"Here are your potstickers.. lettuce wraps..," the waitress hums setting the white plates on the wooden square table. "Anything else for you?"

"Not yet, I'll have to see how this goes." The food looks delicious so you talk to it instead of her.

"Understood," she smiles warmly dashing off to the kitchen as you pray silently to yourself. You almost forget Erik's on the phone as you eat until he speaks up a minute later.

"Y/N.. Do you miss me?"

"Nope." You take another few sips of ginger beer as he's silent. "..I'm kidding."

"Are you though?"

"Shut up. I told you come home."

"Shame we couldn't finish that little exercise when we were out together. I wonder how you'd have fared if we had."

"You were gonna have me do something ridiculous, I already know it." Sauce drips down your finger from the lettuce wrap and you catch it with the paper napkin from under your glass.

"Mm.. It's only ridiculous if you're easily embarrassed.. which means you care too much how you're viewed by others. It's holding you back."

"We all care about how we're presenting ourselves in society." With another sip of ginger beer you pick up a potsticker and dip it. "It's called self-awareness it's how we maneuver.. and as much as we don't like it, image is important especially when you're black working against people's pre-judgements."

"Yes and awareness is crucial but avoidance is a fear-based response that you specifically utilize as a self-imposed barrier. You could go.. so much further.. if you wouldn't avoid the situations that could cause others to view you in a way you don't particularly like.. also keeping in mind you're not a psychic to know what others are thinking."

"It doesn't take a psychic to read the room."

Silence.

"You know.. I'd love to see you be yourself.."

"I'm already myself."

"With others and not just with me. Although I love having part of you to myself," he pauses. "If I'm ever.. not with you for some reason, I want you to take that with you. Keep that same energy wherever you go. 'Cause you don't and your interactions suffer for it."

"I'm out at P.F. Chang's eating lunch.. Why? Why do we always go to therapy when I'm eating?"

"Watchu mean? That's the best time to talk to you, when your mouth is full. As a matter of fact, ballpark. How many people in the restaurant?"

"NO." You bite another potsticker.

"YES. What we just talk about? Tell me how many."

"Too many."

He chuckles again, breathily. "More than 10?"

"Yes! More than 10!"

"So here's the thing. You do it and I'll do something you want when I get back, don't matter what it is."

"And if I don't?"

"Then your punkass don't get shit. Easily put. This what I want you to do.."

"No, wait," you frown and chew on your straw. "Let's wait until you get back. It'll give you incentive to come back quicker." The waitress brings your refill. "I'll take those spring rolls," you tell her.

"You think you slick," Erik laughs. He sounds dead tired. "Okay. When I get back."

"You okay? You don't sound too good." Listening more closely, you hope he's not coming down with anything.

"Yeah I'm good. Did a lil workout, you know.. nigga a lil.. tired," he exhales.

"Oh. Intense exercise. Can't relate.. Okay, hurry back. Bye!"

"Don't hang up, I like hearing you talk!"

"Negro this food ain't gonna eat itself."

"Aight," he chuckles. "Enjoy."

Hanging up, you grin having skipped out on embarrassing yourself. The lettuce wraps are calling your name and now you're thinking of getting shrimp dumplings.

For $5!

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The Trials of Emi

Pairing: A little Minho. A sprinkle of Frypan. Gally x Emi(OC)

Summary: Emi, her twin brother Thomas, and a small group of gladers had been rescued and taken to a safe haven. Or so it seemed. It doesn't take long for Thomas to realize something is wrong. What happens next is a true trial for all of them but Emi's trials began the moment she was ripped away from a dying Gally. Watching someone you love die right before your eyes truly takes a toll.

Finally meeting the right arm could have been the end but betrayal leads to even more chaos and loss. A new mission to rescue those taken from them leads them to a city. The last city. After Emi finally comes to terms with everything that's happened something unfolds that changes everything again. She will have to not only deal with helping her brother take down WCKD and save their friend but also deal with all the new problems in her head and her heart.

Rating: As of right now it’s at most PG13. Some strong language that’s about it but it could change.

(This is the 2nd part/book to my other story "The Maze trials: A Gally Fanfiction". This will cover the events of the scorch trails and the death cure.)

Chapter Eighteen

Gally opened the door so we could walk back out to the others. Just as he stepped out the door I grabbed his hand. I saw the smile spread on his face as he walked back out to the group with his hand in mine. My eyes met Fry's immediately. He smiled as he looked down at our hands. To my surprise Gally walked straight over to Fry. Gally extended his hand to the other boy.

"Thank you Fry" he said as they shook hands.

Fry raised a brow at him.

"For taking care of her. For being there for her. For everything." Gally said as he let go of Fry's hand.

Fry nodded. The sound of footsteps had me turning around. Thomas and Newt stepped off the stairs. Thomas had his arm tightly around the blonde boy. Something was wrong. I could see it in both their faces.

"I'm in" Thomas told Gally as the two boys stopped in front of us.

I pulled my hand from Gally so I could step over to Newt. I grabbed his face making him look up at me.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I searched his eyes.

He gave me a small sad smile. He stepped back then slowly pulled the sleeve of his jacket up. What I saw made my heart plummet to the floor. He's infected. He's sick.

"No" I whispered as I grabbed his arm.

"Don't worry about me love. I'm good. It's fine." Newt said softly.

I hugged him tightly. We can find something. Thomas' blood helped Brenda. It can do the same for Newt.

"Are you ready?" Gally asked from behind me.

I turned to see him talking to Thomas. My brother nodded then stepped back over to Newt. He pulled the blonde away from me. He hugged him tightly then placed his hands on both sides of Newt's face.

"We'll get you better I promise." Thomas whispered.

"Tommy, stop making all these promises." Newt whispered with a small smile.

Thomas chuckled softly then pressed his lips to Newt's. I couldn't help but smile at the sight. I had never seen them kiss before but everything both of them felt was clear to everyone.

"Ok, I'm ready." Thomas said as he stepped away from Newt.

"Hey" I said pulling Gally back by his hand.

He turned to face me. I grabbed his shirt to pull him closer.

"You be careful out there and keep an eye on my brother for me please." I told him softly.

"You got it" he smiled down at me.

He placed a soft kissed to my temple then jogged away to catch up with Thomas who was already in the other room.

"You two are getting along great I see." Newt smiled as he came to stand next to me.

"Yea" I smiled.

I grabbed Newt's arm that showed the infection spreading through his veins. I softly ran my fingers over it. Newt sighed then pulled his arm from me. He shoved the sleeve of his jacket back down to hide his arm.

"I'm fine Emi. Seriously, don't worry about it." He said then patted my cheek.

How can I not worry? Newt had been my best friend for years now. Granted we haven't been as close recently due to him and Thomas and everything else going on but that doesn't change a thing. The people in this room and the two idiots that just left are my family. I'd lost and gained family and from this point on I was more than determined not to loose anymore. Now that I've gained so much back I can't loose anything else. I'll burn WCKD and every supporter they have to the ground if I have to. I'll do whatever it takes.

"So, this Gally guy was the one you told us about?" Jorge asked stepping over to me.

"Yea, that's him" I said with a smile.

After a few minutes of sitting the group decided to wait in the room Gally and Thomas had left through. We sat around the table silently waiting for their return. The moment I heard the metal cover shift I knew they were back. Fry and I ran over to the cover to help move it. Thomas was the first one out. Next was Teresa with a bag over her head. Both Gally and Thomas were helping her climb up. As soon as Gally replaced the cover he grabbed Teresa then roughly shoved her down into a chair. Thomas sat in a seat next to the table beside Newt. Gally pulled the bag off of Teresa's head then walked over to the table to lean against it. I stood between my brother and Gally. Teresa took a moment to look around the room at each face that was staring at her until she landed on Gally.

"Gally?" She questioned in surprise.

He sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Here's how this is gonna go. We're gonna ask you some questions, and you're gonna tell us exactly what we need to know. If you don't, Emi is more than happy to make you. We'll start off simple. Where's Minho?" Gally asked as he stared Teresa down.

Teresa immediately turned to Thomas.

"You guys don't seriously think-" She started to say.

Gally grabbed a chair then slammed it down in front of her. He sat down in it blocking her view of Thomas.

"Don't look at him. Why are you looking at him? Look at me. He's not gonna help you. Now, we know you have Minho in the building. Where?" Gally asked radiating the most command I've ever seen from him.

I couldn't lie it was pretty hot to see him like this.

"He's with the others in holding. Sublevel three." Teresa said quietly.

"How many others?" Newt asked.

"28" Teresa said simply.

We all turned to look at Brenda. She was over our transportation to get out of there.

"I can make that work." She said with a shrug.

"No. No, you guys don't understand. The whole level's restricted. You can't get in without a thumbprint ID." Teresa explained.

All we need is a thumbprint? Well, I could handle that quick and easy.

"That's why you're gonna come with us." Thomas said.

"Well, I don't know. We don't necessarily need her." Gally said as he stood from the chair.

"Right?" He asked as he walked over to the table beside me.

"Not all of her." He said as he grabbed the small knife from the table.

I smiled at his action. Oh yes, please, cut that bitch.

"We just need her finger." Gally said as he turned back to face Teresa.

"Gally back off." Thomas said softly but sternly.

I turned to look at Thomas in utter disbelief. Is he seriously still going to protect her?

"What, are you squeamish? I guarantee you she's done a lot worse to Minho." Gally said angrily.

"I agree. I want to see her bleed." I said with a smile as I glared at her.

"That's not the plan. Back off. Both of you." Thomas said as he stood from his seat.

"It won't make a difference. Do whatever you want to me. You still won't get through the front door. The sensors will pick you up." Teresa said harshly.

"We know. We're tagged. Property of WCKD. You're gonna help us with that too." Thomas said as he held the small knife out to her.

Newt was the first to get his tracker cut out. After him was Fry. When he was done I took the seat in front of Teresa for my turn. The boys were sitting around the table several feet away.

"This will sting a bit." She told me quietly.

"Just get it done." I snapped at her.

She was right. It did sting a bit but at this point the pain didn't bother me. I'd had worse.

"So, Gally's alive." She said quietly as she worked on pulling the tracker out.

"We're not doing small talk." I told her.

She sighed.

"I'm sure you probably hate me but I need you and the others to understand why I did what I did." She said.

I chuckled dryly.

"I do hate you. There's no probably about it. You're a pathetic traitorous bitch. If it was up to me I'd take your fingers to use then put your head on a spike right outside the front door of WCKD just to say hello to your best friend Ava. I don't give two shits why you did it. All that matters is you did it. You chose WCKD over your friends. Over your family." I explained darkly.

I wanted to get my point across but keep myself calm at the same time. It was easier said then done.

"You're done" she whispered.

I was immediately on my feet walking back to the table. Gally stood from his seat as I walked over to him. It was his turn now. He handed my a white cloth then walked over to Teresa. I held the cloth against the back of my neck as I sat down.

As soon as Gally was done Thomas took his place. I stood up to give Gally his seat back. When he sat down he pulled me to sit on his lap.

"She enjoyed that." Gally grumbled as he tossed his bloody cloth onto the table.

"You're probably right." Fry chuckled.

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