#butttt I'll just give them that | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

teapartyprincess4two · 2 months

Note

I'M THE ANON WHO REQUESTED FOR HEARTBREAK GIRL!!

FIRST OF ALL, THANK YOU, OMG. I CAN'T BELIEVE U WROTE IT I LOVE IT SO MUCH BUTTTT I SHOULD'VE SPECIFIED THAT I WANTED A HAPPY ENDING BECAUSE I SWEAR I CAN'T TAKE ANGST AND UNRESOLVED ENDING 😭

sooo part two PLEASE??? <3333 (I'll give my right leg for free)

Heartbreak Girl PT.2- M. Sturniolo

pairing: Clueless!reader x BestFriend!Matt

classification: slight angst, fluff

warnings: use of y/n, slight cursing, slightly annoying reader, Matt has a gf (brief), HAPPY ENDING

inspiration: requests^^, Heartbreak Girl by 5SOS

summary: Matt tries moving on, but you reel him back in every time.

Heartbreak Girl PT.1

—

Matt couldn’t find it in himself to stay mad at you. No matter how hard he tried, he found excuse after excuse each time and ended up forgiving you. Matt’s mind was battling with itself, trying to muster up enough hatred to push you out of his life once and for all, but he couldn’t blame you for breaking his heart. Deep down Matt knew that it wasn’t your fault you fell in love with someone else, and it especially wasn’t your fault that he fell in love with you.

So, even though his mind told him no, his heart told him yes, and he found himself welcoming you back into his life just days after the incident.

It was Tuesday, an ordinary day for everyone in the Sturniolo household. You were visiting, something you did often, and you, Chris and Nick were engaged in meaningless conversation on the couch. Matt watches the three of you with a sad droop in his eyes from the kitchen, memories of him sobbing in the hallway just days before replaying through his mind. Your face was such a bittersweet sight; filling him with emotions of love and sadness.

Matt desperately wanted to be the underdog who won the girl, but he didn’t even know where to begin with you. There were so many boundaries he’d have to cross and he didn’t know if he was ready for it all. For starters, you were his best friend. What happens if he confesses and you simply don’t feel the same way? Would he lose you as a friend? Secondly, you just got out of a serious relationship and already voiced your opinion on future relationships. Even if Matt did confess, the trauma Mike left you would blind you. Matt was convinced that you’d never date him.

Matt grabs 4 drinks, the reasons he’s even in the kitchen in the first place, balancing them in his hands as he walks back into the living room. Silently, he hands the drinks out and sits back onto the couch, squeezing in between you and Chris. Your body instinctively scoots in closer to Matt’s, a sigh escaping your lips as you cuddle into his chest. He hates himself for quite literally welcoming you back with open arms, but he can’t help it. He loves you, and he’ll take anything he can get.

When Matt came home crying a few days ago, Nick and Chris prodded him for an explication. At first, he couldn’t find the courage to confess his feelings for you out loud, not even to his brothers. But, Nick and Chris were relentless and after a few more tries they managed to force the information out of Matt.

So, now that you’re wrapped in his arms, Nick sends Matt a warning glare. Matt can feel Nick’s burning stare, but he keeps his eyes on the TV in front of him. He was so undeniably whipped for you it was embarrassing, he couldn’t handle the judgmental looks from his brothers.

“I’m cold,” you whisper, looking up at Matt through your long, thick lashes. Matt’s first instinct is to warm you up, and he fights the urge to peel the clothes off his back and wrap you in it. “Want a blanket?” he asks sweetly, a glint of sadness in his eyes as he makes eye contact with you. Why was he giving into your every whim so easily? Why was he unable to hate you?

You hum in response, turning your attention back to the movie without another word. You had Matt wrapped around your finger, and with the way you just interacted with him, he knew you were playing him. But, like a well trained dog, he wiggled out from under you to fetch you a blanket. Nick and Chris watch in frustration, suppressing the urge to slap their brother for being so whipped.

“Thank you,” you murmur once Matt returns with the blanket, sprawling out over you as he snuggles back into his previous spot.

“Anything for you.”

—

Matt’s managed to slowly, but surely, get over you, for the most part at least. He didn’t want to, but he started seeing this girl he met through Instagram. His brothers pushed him to meet new people, mostly so he’d finally get over you, but he was hesitant at first. Matt held his reservations, he wanted to save himself for you for as long as possible.

But, he finally decided enough was enough because you didn’t remain true to your previous sentiments about dating. The words still rang through Matt’s mind every night, “I’m just ready to be single.” Why say that if you were going to start dating again just months later? Granted, you were only exploring, none of the people you were associating yourself with were of true interest, but it still hurt.

Matt spent his entire life pining for you, chasing you at a steady pace that kept you just out of reach. Then, for whatever reason, you let a random man enter your life and take his rightful spot? There was an unspoken claim that Matt felt for you, he needed you to be his and no one else’s. But it was clear now that you didn’t see him the same way, so he was forced to find comfort in someone else.

Fiona, the girl Matt was seeing, looked an awful lot like you. It was creepy how similar she was to you; she held a lot of the same mannerisms and dressed like you. Anyone could see that Matt was looking for you in her and that she was the perfect scapegoat, providing Matt with the perfect excuse to stop pursuing anything real with anyone.

When you first met Fiona, you put on a fake, tight lipped smile. You shook her hand aggressively, your firm grip sending her a message that she read loud and clear; you didn’t like her at all. For as long as you’ve known Matt, he’s always been just Matt. Now, with this new girl in the picture, he wasn’t just Matt anymore. It was now Matt and Fiona, and you hated it.

You had zero room to be upset, especially because Matt had practically thrown himself at you time and time again, but the jealousy built up every time you saw them together. Matt smiled at her? You’re furious. Matt tells you about her? You’re not listening. Matt takes her on a date? You hate her. That last part is true, you hate her.

“I just don’t see what he sees in her,” you say, messing with one of the stuffed animals that litter Nick’s bed. He’s been listening to you drone on and on about Fiona for hours. He rolls his eyes as he replies, “she’s nice? I don’t Y/n, can we talk about something else?”

You glance at him, an annoyed look written all over your face, “You’re supposed to listen to me rant. That’s what good friends do.”

“No, that’s what Matt does, and I’m not Matt.”

“Whatever,” you grumble, picking loose pieces of lint from Nick’s bedsheets.

“Why do you care so much about Fiona anyway? Aren’t you seeing that guy? What’s his na-“ Nick begins, but you cut him off because the string of questions begin annoying you.

“Ian? I went on ONE date with him,” you say.

“Okay, well why don’t you go on another?” Nick prods, beginning to push your buttons with each question. “Because he was weird. Plus he smelled like cigarettes,” you mumble, crossing your arms over your chest in annoyance. Why couldn’t Nick just shut up and listen to you rant?

“That still doesn’t explain why you’re an avid Fiona hater, though.” Nick knows you’re fighting with the realization that you’re in love with Matt, why else would Fiona bother you so much?

“She’s just weird. Matt could do better,” you reply, your mind wandering into dangerous territory as you imagine a life where you and Matt are dating. The images tug at your heart strings, a feeling you’ve never felt before when thinking of your best friend.

“Oh okay. And I’m assuming you’re ‘better?’” Nicks’s fingers dramatically air quote the last word, causing a blush to form on your face. “I never said that! Don’t be annoying!” you exclaim, hitting him playfully with the stuffed animal.

He laughs, blocking your hits with his arms, “Just admit you’re in love with him and that’s why you don’t like his girlfriend.” Girlfriend, the word stung when he said it. You stop hitting Nick, slumping back into your spot.

“Girlfriend? They’re official?” the exasperation in your voice is enough to give you away. You’ve never felt this heartbroken before, not even when you and Mike officially ended things. This is a newfound pain, a feeling you don’t want to linger in. Were you blind this entire time? Has the veil finally been lifted only to reveal that your best friend, the love of your life, has his sights set on another?

Nick’s mouth goes agape, a hand quickly covering it. “Are you actually in love with my brother?!” his voice is muffled behind his hand, but still loud enough for you to hear. The realization finally sets in, you love Matt, but you’re too late.

“Holy fuck. I think I am,” you whisper, tears brimming at your eyes. Now what?

—

It’s rare that you and Matt get time alone nowadays, especially with Fiona always lingering around. Nick confirmed that they weren’t official, they weren’t even exclusive, but for some reason she was always just there. You tried being nice, especially if she was going to become a frequent character in your life, but it was hard.

You’re currently filming a car video with the triplets, grateful that they didn’t invite Matt’s new friend to crash the party. You’ve filmed many videos like this with them before, but for some reason you feel nervous the whole time.

Throughout the entire video Matt’s eyes are glued to you, he’s hanging onto your every word and relishing in the sweet sound of your laughter. This feels normal, and for a second he forgets all about the poor girl he was leading on. But, once the video reaches the halfway point, the conversation drifts into the topic of relationships.

“Okay, this person asks if any of us are in love. You go first, Y/n,” Chris reads the question from his phone, earning daggers from Nick. This was obviously a sensitive subject, and if Nick was in charge of reading the questions he would’ve glossed over it and moved onto the next, but Chris isn’t aware of your hidden feelings for Matt. Matt becomes visibly uncomfortable from his seat, shifting so he’s fully facing the dashboard. Whatever you’re going to say, he doesn’t want to hear it.

You cough awkwardly, “I don’t want to answer that.”

Nick is about to speak up in an attempt to steer the conversation in a different direction, but Chris doesn’t skip a beat, “Okay, that’s fine. Matt? How you liking your new lady friend?” Chris pokes Matt’s sides playfully, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. The question churns your stomach, you actually could vomit right now. Nick sends you a sympathetic glance, attempting to console you with a hand on your knee, but you push his hand away and shake your head profusely.

Matt wants to slap Chris, why would he even direct the question to him? But he keeps his composure, “She’s nice and funny. Nice girl.”

You can’t stop the snarky, sassy remark that escapes your mouth, “Wow. Sounds like true love.” Matt shifts to you in shock, the anger filling his body immediately. Who were you to talk? You crawled back to Mike every single time he uttered so much as a broken promise. You believed him every time he said he would change only to cry to Matt about your heartbreak hours later.

“What would you know? Not like Mike set much of an example,” Matt spits, venom laced in every word. You’re shocked and hurt, Matt was never the type to throw personal stuff in your face.

“So mature, Matt. So mature,” you reply with an eye roll. The air in the car is becoming tense, both Nick and Chris unaware of what to do with themselves. Do they interject? Do they change the subject? Or do they just let you two hash it out? They decided on the last option, scooting far back into their seats and watching the situation unfold.

“Oh shut up! You called me every night crying over that loser. Is that what love is to you?! Because if so, I don’t want any part of it,” Matt’s voice is so loud it shakes the car, he’s pointing an accusatory finger in your face and leaning so far forward in his seat that he’s practically in the backseat.

You’re no stranger to fights, especially not after having Mike as an ex, so you’re quick to respond, “What a best friend you are! If I would’ve known you were going to throw this back in my face, I would’ve never told you any of this!”

Matt’s seething with anger, but so are you. He breaths in deeply through his nose, ready to rip you a new one, but Nick decides he’s heard enough. The camera is still rolling and the mood is ruined.

“Are you two idiots done? Jesus, fuck,” Nick groans, pushing himself between you two and grabbing the camera from the dashboard.

“That was… a lot,” Chris chuckles nervously from the front seat, he has no idea what just happened. Matt clenches his jaw, breaking his gaze from you and facing forward.

“Just take me home,” you command, an angry tone still laced in your voice. The faster you could get out of this car, the better.

“Already on it,” Matt retorts, starting the car and reversing out of the parking lot. You’re about to make a snarky remark, but he turns the volume up, loud radio music drowning your voice. You’re trembling at this point, the pent up anger threatening to burst at any moment.

Once Matt pulls up to your house, he quickly places the car in park, unlocking the doors from the front seat to serve as your invitation to leave. You gladly accept it, dismissing yourself from Nick and Chris with a genuine, apologetic smile before swinging the door open. You step out of the car, slamming the door shut soon after.

You stomp your way to your house, trembling hands unlocking your front door. But once you’re inside, any anger you felt is replaced with sadness, the tears finally spilling over.

You felt helpless, forced to navigate new feelings you didn’t ask for. You groan in frustration, wiping the tears away and walking to your room, you were NOT going to cry over Matt.

That resolution didn’t last very long, though, as soon as you’re in your room you slump onto your bed and the tears continue to flow. You scream into your pillow, letting all your frustrations out. As much as you loved Matt, you hated him for making you feel this way.

—

Matt is going through the same emotions; his mind dancing over a fine line of hatred and love for you. He hated how much he loved you. The entire situation in the car earned him a tongue lashing from Nick and he soon realized that whatever he had with Fiona had to end. He couldn’t keep leading her on, because, as much as he hated to admit it, you were right; he didn’t love her.

So, he broke the poor girl’s heart through a text message. He blocked her right after and took a long, cold shower to try and wash away the guilt. Matt tried convincing himself that this was the right thing to do, that he was going to end up winning the girl, his girl.

He twists the knobs of the shower, turning the water off and quickly exiting the tub. He knows what he has to do, and if he’s going to do it, it had to be right now. There was no time to wait. He dresses himself swiftly, throwing on the first outfit he can find before grabbing his car keys and rushing out the door.

Matt feels a surge of adrenaline course through his veins, it was now or never. He drives to your house, running through red lights and stop signs on the way there. He’s throwing the car in park, yanking the keys out of the ignition and throwing his seat belt off as quickly as possible. His legs carry him to your front door at lightning speed, a heavy fist knocking so loud the sound travels through your home.

It startles you from your sleep, causing you to jolt up from your bed and look around the room. Matt is yelling your name at this point, trying his to call you down. “What the fuck?” you croak, grabbing your phone and checking the time. It’s only been two hours since Matt dropped you off, what could he possibly want.

You slip your house shoes on, tired feet trudging downstairs to the front door. You open the door abruptly, still holding some resentment from earlier, “What Matt? What could possibly be so important that you’re banging on my door at midnight.”

Matt clears his throat, ignoring your sour attitude as he prepares to confess to you. “If this is about our fight from earlier, I forgive you. Goodni-“ you continue, but Matt cuts you off.

“Can I speak? Damn.” He waits patiently to see if you’re going to interrupt before continuing, “I broke it off with Fiona.”

You have to physically stop yourself from jumping for joy at the news, instead replying either a snarky remark, “okay, how is this news worth losing sleep over?”

“Just shut up for one second, please,” he shushes you, taking a step into your house. He closes the door behind him, shaky hands find their way to your face. You subconsciously lean into him, relishing in his touch.

“Y/n, I love you. And before you interrupt, just listen,” he begins, holding a stare so intense that it makes your knees wobble. You hum in response, ready to hear everything this man has to say.

He takes a deep breath, “I love you and I’ve loved you from the moment I met you. Everyday I wake up and curse the world for not making you mine. I love everything about you; your laugh, your smile, your sense of humor, your face, everything, Y/n. The moments I spend away from you are painful and the ones I spend with you are the highlights of my life.” Butterflies are fluttering around your stomach, you want to pull him in and kiss him already, but he’s not done.

“I’ve kept this a secret for a long time, mostly because I was afraid of what it would do to our friendship. But I can’t deny it anymore. I. Love. You. The longer I keep it in, the more it hurts,” he pushes his forehead against yours, his wet hair tickling your skin. “When you were with Mike, I wished I was him every day. If I was him, I would have never made you cry. I would have protected and taken care of you- I will protect and take care of you. I’d quite literally do anything for you, Y/n. Anything.”

He inhales deeply again, the anxiety dissipating as he searches your eyes. They’re twinkling, a big smile spread across your face as he continues, “From the way you reacted earlier, I know you feel the same way. Don’t deny it. You love me just as much as I love you. Just…” he finished his statement by fluttering his eyes closed and attaching his lips to yours.

You kiss back, an instant wave of joy washing over you. “I love you, too,” you whisper against his lips, feeling the way his lips curl up into a smile. He knew it, but it felt good to hear you say it. He pulls you in for another kiss, ready to spend the rest of forever with you.

—

MASTERLIST

A/n:

Thank you heartbreak girl anon, I’ll be expecting that right leg in the mail soon. This was a popular demand here on the TeaPartyPrincess4Two blog, so I ofc had to supply. Luv u, enjoy 👍🏻💌 (also… Shameless mentioned????)

- L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

—

taglist: @nicksmainbitch @sturniololovers @mayhem-72 @worldlxvlys @stinkytinkywinky @pepsiluvr0209 @leprechaunbirthdaygirl @gnxosblog @meg-sturniolo @creamoncreamoncream2 @mattnchrisworld @sanyi5 @lustfulslxt @whicked-hazlatwhore @tworosesblackthorn @mxqdii @fawned01

note: if you want to be tagged in my fanfic related posts, you can access my TAGLIST and comment 💐

159 notes · View notes

thatdeadaquarius · 5 months

Text

@goldensunsetchild Asked:

Hello there! I know that you might be busy right now but I wanted to let you know an idea that I have, greatly inspired by your post: spanish reader who gets homesick but instead of getting depressed by it starts to do things they used to do back on their world. Dancing to their traditional dances while singing their accompanying songs, teaching the children the games they used to play when they were younger and also telling folktales to everyone who is interested in listening to. If you decide to do this idea and want to incorporate things from Costa Rica, please let me know and I'll help you with anything you need (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

(Content under cut)

HELLO YES SORRY IT TOOK ME SO DAMN LONG TO GET TO THIS!! 😭 /gen

I went to Costa Rica back in highschool in 2018? I think, and when I tell you I FELL IN LOVEEEE <3333

Costa Rica is a beautiful country and everyone was really nice, vibes were immaculate 🤌 ✨

☆

Sun: Costa Rican Reader! (you/they/them)

Stars: Sumeru cast

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: None known & Trigger Warnings: alcohol usage/drinking game.

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

☆

when u first crash landed in Teyvat, people luckily recognized you from when u were a player!

and u took in whatever culture and traditions everyone was so excited to show you as they were kind enough to give u clothes/food/shelter etc.

butttt… it did get overwhelming after a few months, and u got homesick more and more often :(

after all there wasn’t really an equivalent country to Costa Rica, and you couldn’t just take a plane back home, you were stuck here for… however long it takes someone to leave a video game universe??

You decided to actually do smth abt the crippling depression and “outsider” feelings instead of just rotting away, and went to Sumeru to get closer to the greenery of your home,

it made you feel a little better, but it could be the best, so u decide to lowkey force everyone in Sumeru to convert to Costa Rican LMAO

so ofc u did the most logical thing to convert ppl to a culture, the food!

u helped fund a small restaurant full of classic Costa Rican foods (coughandsoyoucaneatitwheneveryouwantcough)

(u still have the insane mora leftover from what u had in game so ur basically one of the richest ppl in Teyvat ngl 💀)

u recreated just the basic gallo pinto/casado with what was available (some beans from Natlan and rice from Inazuma/Liyue, the Ajilenakh nut from Sumeru acc kinda acts like plantains :0 and local fish/greens for salad)

Needless to say Sumeru is fascinated by the new cuisine and esp since its not a secret that you’ve funded it/made the menu from your homeworld

Alhaitham orders the casado most of the time bc he “admires the exact proportions, its all the nutrients you need, perfectly balanced” NERDDD

Tighnari likes barbudos bc there's not a lot of egg dishes in Sumeru but there are a lot of greens, so he “likes the familiar in unique combinations!”

unsurprisingly, Cyno likes Chancelta bc he can pick it up, eat it quickly, and go on with his patrol

Collei, Kaveh (and secretly Dehya lol) really like being able to munch and snack on sugar cane, (and the plantain imitation desserts!)

(u found sugarcane deep in sumeru forests, it was like on ur world, but sweet flowers sprouted out of the stalks too!)

You decide the next phase was to introduce dances and other fun stuff!!

Nilou was literally shaking with excitement to learn the traditional dances <3 (and also getting ur permission to add fun twists or Sumeru elements to them)

the kids that like to hang around and watch the troupe practice (and join) absolutely got obsessed with swing criollo, it was so cute to watch them all pair up and kinda trip over their own feet trying the footwork out

(u may or may not have teared up bc the band learned how to play a Spanish song for u guys to dance to, just for you)

teaching the theater troupes musicians how to adapt upbeat songs like Caballito Nicoyano or Ticas Lindas

omg getting Nilou Kaveh Faruzan Cyno Dehya (and Dunyazard!) to do the calipso limonense always cheers you up, (which is why they are so eager to do it when ur feeling homesick ❤️‍🩹)

Kaveh steps on too many people’s toes, Dehya gets dizzy from the spins/turns easily, Faruzan keeps spinning for too long, Nilou and Dunyazard are actually secretly latina bc they're so good at it (did they outdo you?? no, no they couldn't possibly-)

and Cyno just really likes the little dance line everyone makes lol

speaking of the General Mahamatra

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

u CANNOT teach Cyno a new game from your home country, and expect him to NOT be the most competitive mf in Teyvat abt it

that's actually how u spread any games from back home, Cyno just does all the work for you and challenges ppl to things like jackses and no one knows what it is

which he then proceeds to strong arm them into learning and beat their asses at it

(yes Cyno wins against you a lot, sorry lmao)

You definitely had a drinking game centered around it one time and the consequences changed with each person who lost

like Cyno had to learn how to cook tamales that were edible, and more importantly..

Alhaitham had to at least attempt the swing criollo lol

(was it unfairly attractive? maybe. was watching Nilou, who was teaching him, and Alhaitham both do swing criollo 2x as attractive?? that's just for u and the Sumeru vision users to know)

SPEAKING OF ALHAITHAM

absolutely hilarious, yet also impressive?? how quickly he picked up ur slang

smug bastard picked it up based off sheer context/vibes too, u didn't even explain it to him, just u trying to go sit down in ur Costa Rican restaurant and he pulls u back before someone mows u down saying “hey, suave un toque-”

YOUR NECK FUCKING CRACKING BC U WHIPPED AROUND TO LOOK AT HIM SO FAST LMAOOO

(ngl u scared the fuck out of the poor scholar before he got all smug abt knowing slang)

accidentally spread this knowledge to other vision users bc he got in the habit of casually using it, tbh more often when ur not around lol (Alhaitham being caught having habits bc he's fond of other ppl?? never)

his favorite is “qué chante…😒 ” obv lol

so now the forest rangers use stuff like pura vida and tuanis sending each other off on patrols! Collei so cutely excited to explain to other Sumeru ppl or tourists where the words come from and what they mean, spreading ur Costa Rica agenda very well 👌

and the mahamatra like to use “Jale pa’la choza” when coming back from the desert to Sumeru city homebase! :)

ALSO bonus:

u absolutely got leyendas into the bedtime warning/ghost stories of the entirety of Sumeru children lmao

u start spooking kids like Dori (Nahida finds them fascinating)

and after awhile u notice Cyno and Dehya mentioning watching out at night for La Llorona or los cadejos 💀??

like you've genuinely made them paranoid, bc they wanna be sweethearts and protect you from them, like even if they don't believe they exist, they're worried you do and are trying to make u feel better lol <3

☆

an iced coffee? for me?? :O

Blessed be Costa Rica, such a lovely country when I went, and as soon as I got off the plane coming back the first thing I did was make a Costa Rican meal the best I could

like got my mom to prep from dry black beans and rice etc. as fresh as we could get (nowhere near costa rica level btw) and made fresh guac and fried plantain chips and salmon I think? literally cooked the first night back bc I knew I missed the food already/knew id get sick

and I was RIGHT, that food I made was fine, but any other American food so bad I got nauseous

I literally got sick COMING BACK TO THE U.S like 😨???!!! I knew it was bad but not THAT bad lmao

and the first meal I had after that was still a homecooked meal, like my mom made it💀

love the coffee from there too, we even ordered coffee from the farm we visited when I got back to US it was so good (10x better than American obv)

THANK YOU BTW GOLDEN!! FOR BEING SO PATIENT AND LOVELY TELLING ME ALL ABT COSTA RICA <3333

I hope this did some amount of justice to ur beautiful home! :)

Safe Travels Golden Child,

💀♒

If you wanna join a taglist, DM me what for! "Pspspsss, please tag me for [All SAGAU posts, Only SAGAU Language AUs, diff fandom, etc.]!"

(If you ever wanna drop, just DM me! "No more taglists/specifically this AU/fandom, please!")

♡my beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi / @fallen-starr / @areaderofbooks / @devilangel657 / @esthelily

#genshin sagau #sagau #genshin isekai #genshin imagines #my asks #aqua asks #fuck i cant remember my tags #genshin impact #genshin impact sagau #genshin x reader #genshin x costa rican reader #costa rican reader #poc reader #gender neutral reader

190 notes · View notes

sexysapphicshopowner · 5 months

Text

🤎 Context/AU (Alternate Universe): Modern AU- You and Sevika are coworkers turned best friends at her mechanic shop. She's having a little trouble telling you...something. She uses her Secret Santa gift to you to tell you.

🤎 soft!mechanic!Sevika x bubbly!mechanic!reader

🤎 CW/TW: lesbians being lesbians, Sevika is Sevika but you make her feel things...she's not sure what to make of that, blossoming relationship, pining, christmas, santa, fluff, pet names, first kiss, mistletoe, suggestive talk (you gotta close your eyes though), no use of y/n, not proofread

🤎 A/N: I know I should be writing part 2 to 'Our Love' but this idea (and Sevika period) is giving me serious brain rot. Enjoy my probably ooc ass version of Sev. This sucks ass, butttt I'll make up for it with a better post later, I promise!!

🤎 Notes: most times, I will be explicitly writing a black reader. this is not one of those times. this is a fully ambiguous reader save for the gender- female. I'm a firm believer in the beauty of Sevika's scars so to keep them in this we'll say she's a surviving burn victim.

🤎 Word count: 2.7k

🤎 You were one of the first people to apply for work when Sev first opened her shop

🤎 It was basically run by the two of you the way you became quick friends

🤎 You had come in, already dressed in a worker's jumper, the top half off and wrapped around your waist with a black cami on

🤎 If it weren't for how you were dressed, she wouldn't have even realized you were here about the job posting because she was too busy focusing on how pretty she thought you were

🤎 You started the same day

🤎 It wasn't like you two didn't notice each other, but you both put into your heads that it would be unwise for you to let your attraction go anywhere due to you guys basically running a business together

🤎 So every time you caught yourself drooling over Sev as she worked under the hood of a car, muscles rippling, grease covering her in smudges here and there....whew boy, let's just say you take a lot of....water breaks

🤎 She's no better either

🤎 The way her eyes follow your curves every time you bend over to pick something up

🤎 She stares at your lips whenever the two of you are talking, be it inside or outside of work

🤎 Speaking of which, you guys hang out- a lot

🤎 Within the first month of you working for her, she had already invited you over for dinner- as a friend

🤎 Once you guys become besties, you're over her place more than your own

🤎 You two will talk about any and everything together

🤎 At some point you call yourself trying to ignore your raging crush on your best friend and get a girlfriend

🤎 It ends in you being cheated on serially

🤎 You go to cry at Sev's the night of the breakup

🤎 This is the first time....something happens between you two

🤎 You're both drunk of your asses, you moreso than her

🤎 She's watching you intently as you curse out your ex and ramble on about all the things she wasn't meeting the bare minimum with

🤎 It's not until you've been silent for a while, lips no longer moving, that Sevika looks back up to your eyes, the two of you now dangerously close to one another

🤎 "What's wrong? I was listening I swear," she starts to defend herself

🤎 Your pupils are blown, your eyes glassy and your face flushed- whether from the alcohol, your proximity to Sevika, or a combination of both, you were too inebriated to tell

🤎 You reached up, fingers just barely grazing her jaw as you spoke

🤎 "Your face is so....you're beautiful..." you slurred, fingers ghosting over the scars that were etched into the lower left side of her face, trailing down her neck and disappearing underneath the collar of her t-shirt.

🤎 Her ears burned red hot as she just let you talk

🤎 You continued to slur on, but she chalked it all up to you being drunk until you said some words that made her heart beat faster in her chest

🤎 "'M not....s'posed to....I think....I like you...." you whispered as you leaned against her chest

🤎 Had you been a little more sober, you would've noticed the way her heart started to beat out of her chest at your words.

🤎 Actually, had you been a little more sober...you wouldn't have said that, but shhhh....

🤎 You were out like a light afterward

🤎 It wasn't until that night that Sevika started to get worse with hiding her feelings for you

🤎 She was taking you on more...friend dates

🤎 Buying you flowers because she knew you liked them and "I know you don't have anyone to get them for you right now, so..."

🤎 If you have a hobby like reading or maybe art, she's buying you new sketchbooks and supplies or she's getting you the newest editions of your favorites- all signed because hello??? she's that type of bitch fr

🤎 She gets you guys matching bracelets for your birthday after 2 years of friendship- yes, it's been that long now

🤎 Then comes Christmastime

🤎 You talked her a long time ago into doing Secret Santa with the peeps at the shop

🤎 She doesn't really see the hype, not having much experience with Christmas and it's traditions given her rocky relationship with her father, but she does it (only for you though)

🤎 This is the second annual Secret Santa for the shop

🤎 Just your luck, you don't end up getting Sevika like you wanted

🤎 That's okay though because Sevika got you

🤎 And you know she got you because of how much she's suddenly stressing the secret part of Secret Santa

🤎 Last year, she told you who she had gotten immediately, the two of you picking out your gifts for your respective people together and everything

🤎 Not this year

🤎 This year she doesn't tell anyone, not you, not anybody in the shop- and you know it, you asked around about it

🤎 She racking her brain trying to decide what to get you

🤎 Doesn't help that you're starting to render her useless

🤎 You're catching her spacing out while staring at you more often

🤎 She gets this fuzzy feeling and this misty look in her eyes whenever you're around

🤎 You kinda have an idea that she likes you back, you play into it

🤎 6 months ago, you had started returning her actions- buying her little gifts, making her lunch everyday because she'd forgotten one so many times that now she 'doesn't even have to worry about it', you plan a few friend dates yourself, you cuddle up to her more often whenever you two have your annual movie nights every week

🤎 It's all making her think maybe you know, but...last she checked you kinda liked someone

🤎 You hadn't told her who, even though you knew it was her, but in her mind she was competing with whoever this mystery crush was

🤎 She just wants you to look at her the way she looks at you

🤎 Back to Secret Santa though

🤎 The Christmas party is fast approaching and you still have no clue what the hell you're gonna do to figure out what Sevika's gotten you since you know she's your Santa this year

🤎 You've tried begging, bribing, snooping, everything at this point

🤎 She's keeping her lips locked tighter than a chastity belt at this point

🤎 The party is being hosted at Sevika's penthouse this year

🤎 You aren't allowed to help set up

🤎 You are not happy about that fact

🤎 "Relax, sweets...can't have you snooping in the gifts while we put them under the tree. You might accidentally see whatever your Santa got for you," she teased, running her finger playfully down your cheek

🤎 It was a trick. Your gift is in fact not under the tree

🤎 You decide to play her at her own game

🤎 If she wants to flirt and do all of this stuff for you, you'll do a little something for her as well

🤎 Everybody knows Sevika's got a thing for your body

🤎 You two are best friends

🤎 Best friends.

🤎 You know...those best friends that share a bed like they're a married couple

🤎 The touchy ones that make people question if they're actually secretly in a relationship

🤎 She's never shy about grabbing or smacking your ass- I mean you aren't shy about doing the same to her so it's fair

🤎 The two of you will regularly poke each other’s breasts in passing

🤎 Whenever she’s driving you to you guys’ “friend dates”, she has to hold your thigh- will 100% make up some lie that it’s for your safety (“How does you caressing my thigh make me safer, Sev?” “You’re asking too many questions here, sweets. Do you want me to move it?” “.....no.” “Then let’s ride.”)

🤎 So, with all of that known, you decided to show off said body for the party tonight

🤎 You wore a form fitting dress that was advertised as a sexy Mrs. Claus dress

🤎 The soft fabric clung to your body like it was practically painted on, the cute little fur trimmings not helping cover the fact that the hem stopped right at your mid-thigh

🤎 The spaghetti straps and plunging neckline were hidden underneath your dramatic (faux) fur coat

🤎 You topped it all off with a Santa hat and your matching bracelet Sev had gotten you

🤎 Needless to say she wanted nothing more than to see what you had on under that coat when you were the last to arrive to party- a detail you made sure you kept since she refused to let you come over to help with set up for the party

🤎 Her jaw actually dropped when you finally did take your coat off

🤎 You teasingly closed her mouth, smirking almost knowingly at her, “You’ll catch flies, hotshot.”

🤎 She’s flustered all night

🤎 Not only because you seem to be genuinely flirting with her, but because she knows what she has in store for you

Sevika was a bundle of nerves every time you looked up to catch her staring at you. You were drinking a glass of champagne, talking to...someone...she didn’t know, she was too busy looking at you to figure out which of her employees you were fraternizing with at the moment.

The time to exchange gifts couldn’t come any sooner for her.

She had been trying to work up the courage to just tell you that she’s in love with you for weeks now, and you with your games weren’t making it any easier.

You’d take all her gifts with such a grateful smile, throwing your arms around her neck, pressing a kiss to her cheek, but then the very next day you were talking about your mystery crush again.

You hadn’t said anything to the effect that you didn’t like all the advances she had been making, so she knew you at least felt...something for her...but she needed you to know exactly what she felt for you.

You looked up to catch her looking at you again, throwing her a bright smile before you excused yourself from conversation with Danny and his girlfriend who’s name you forgot the second he’d introduced her, moving across the living room to go talk to her, “Hey you.”

Boy if you could feel the way her heart was pumping and how sweaty her hands were the second you walked up.

It took her a few moments- which you noticed- to find her voice, but she managed to smile back at you, “Hey yourself, Ms. Social butterfly. You’ve talked to everyone already.”

You gave a soft shrug, “I mean, it’s not that hard to talk to them, I do work with them all, save for the people who brought their partners. Besides, I haven’t talked to you yet, hence why I’m over here.”

“Hm, true, true....How come you didn’t bring your little secret crush? Not serious enough for that yet?”

If only you know, huh?

You gave a half-hearted shrug, “It’s...complicated.”

“I see. W-” before she could continue, the alarm on her watch went off, signaling that it was time to exchange gifts.

Seeing as she was hosting this year (you had hosted last year), she was in charge of pulling every gift from under the tree and giving them to whoever’s name was on them, that person then trying to guess who bought their gift.

You didn’t get anything.

There’s no way you couldn’t have been chosen. And no one else had gotten their gift from Sevika.

With everyone else focused on their gifts, she pulled you aside into the kitchen, once again fdgety and nervous, “So...”

“So?”

“About your gift....before I....before I give it to you...I have to say a couple of things....”

“Yeah?”

She looked at you for a few moments, you could see her contemplating in her mind what she wanted to say.

She had spent hours in her mirror rehearsing this moment, yet now that it was here, she couldn’t remember a single word she had wanted to say to you.

She blinked as your hand came up to cup her cheek, “Huh?”

You gave a soft chuckle, stroking your thumb over her skin, “I said what’s wrong? You’ve been acting all weird with me all night. You’re nervous. Just tell me, babes, you know I’ll love whatever it is, especially if it’s from you.”

That did not help her calm down.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before looking back to you again, “Okay, so...I know that we’ve been really good friends for....a while now....but lately I’ve been thinking and....I....I like you...you’re nice...and you’ve managed to make 2 years feel more like 20...so...what I’m trying to say is that I....I’m-”

Your lips pressing to her cheek in a fleeting kiss cut her off as she stared at you baffled, sputtering.

You giggled again when she couldn’t come up with something to say, pointing above her head, “Sorry, couldn’t help myself.”

She looked up to find herself standing underneath a sprig of mistletoe. Her cheeks flamed red as she looked away, pulling a small box out of the pocket of her slacks, “Here.”

You eyed her for a few seconds before opening the box, gasping softly at the necklace inside.

You knew that necklace anywhere.

She told you about it the first time you slept over at her place.

She had drawn up the design years ago, saying she was going to get it made when she fell in love with a girl.

You were not emotionally prepared for more than a n ‘i like you’ tonight.

Neither was your makeup when you started crying.

She looked up worriedly, “You don’t like it....” she mumbled under her breath, sounding so unbelievably hurt.

“No, Sev....I love it.....I love you.....”

“You do?”

You chuckled through your tears, “Yes, you idiot. Who’d you think my secret crush was? I thought you would’ve gotten it when I said ‘she brought me flowers yesterday’, but instead you brought me an even bigger bouquet the next day as if you weren’t the only person that had gotten me flowers.”

She rolled her eyes, “Look, I just knew that I really, really liked you, and if I had to compete with someone else to show you how I felt, so be it.”

“You’re cute.”

“And you look like a drowned rat, stop crying sweets and let me put the damned thing on for you.”

You rolled your eyes, turning around anyway as she took the dainty necklace to clasp it around your neck. You punched her in the shoulder, “That’s for saying I look like a drowned rat.”

She took the jab in stride, pulling you closer to her as she lifted your chin with her other hand, “You’re the prettiest little drowned rat I’ve ever seen...”

You bit your lip, looking away, “You’re gay.”

“As are you, your point?”

“My poi-”

“Look at me when you talk, sweets.”

She knew what the fuck she was doing.

Even still, you brought your eyes back to hers, your voice soft as you whispered breathily, “I love you...”

“I love you too....”

“So....”

“So?”

“What now?”

She looked back up to the mistletoe above her head, pulling you forward so that it was over you now, “I show you how to actually kiss under the mistletoe.”

Kissing Sevika was instantly your new favorite thing.

She tastes like bourbon and cigar smoke with a hint of cinnamon.

Her hands went straight to your hips, pulling you flush against her, her lips were surprisingly really soft- you had yourself to thank for that for helping her “discover” lip balm- sucking you in and drawing all the air from your lungs.

You had a giddy almost drunken smile as she smirked down at you, “I think that may be my new favorite tradition.”

🤎©️ All work belongs to sexysapphicshopowner. Do not use or repost my content in any way without my consent or permission. Thank you! 🤎

🤎 Taglist 🤎:

@certainlynotasimp @trafalgardvivi @love-sugarr

171 notes · View notes

cuti3patooti8 · 4 months

Text

Yawll I was supposed to post this Christmas as a gift for a friend butttt erm I got to embarrassed writing the smut so like it came late.... Enjoy! (Also did not know how to end this to save my life y'all)

Word count: 2.6k

Tattoo artist Bully gojo! who picks on you every day. Bumping into you so you drop your books and have to embarrassingly pick them up while he snickers and giggles at you struggling.

Tattoo artist Bully Gojo! who's just too mean and knocks the books out of your hands the second time to look at ur cute pink and white panties while you bend down.

"Whoops my bad I should watch where I'm going"

Tattoo artist Bully gojo! Who makes fun of your big square glasses and the skirts you always wear to class. "You look like a nerd" Gojo chuckled. "You should stop wearing those nerd glasses to class" Gojo laughed as he took your glasses off your face and dangled them from a height you couldn't reach.

Tattoo artist Bully Gojo! watched your boobs as they bounced trying to jump up and get your glasses back.

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠

You've always wanted a tattoo. Always. You were always scared of getting one until now. You knew that gojo did tattoos in his free time so you gathered up the courage to ask him for one. You went to his apartment after classes were done wearing a white sweater with bows and a pink plaid skirt. Hesitantly you knock. You play with your fingers nervously as you see the white haired boy open the door. "Well look who we have here '' Gojo smirked. "Whatchu want nerd" "Uhm i was wondering if you could give me a t-tattoo" you muttered nervously. "What was that? Couldn't hear you '' Gojo said as he leaned down to hear you better. "Uhm I w-was wondering if you could give me a tattoo gojo" you spoke up looking down at the floor still nervously playing with your fingers. "Of course I can step right in, '' Gojo chuckled. "I mean you know that you're gonna have to pay me right" "yea I brought some money" you muttered again, too nervous to speak up. "Oh no I don't mean like that glasses" Gojo laughed in your face. "Do my homework for a week". "O-okay" you responded meekly just wanting to get it over with. "Who would've thought little miss goody two shoes would want a tattoo" Gojo teased. "So what do you want and where do you want it". You fidgeted in your skirt. Now you were seriously considering backing out, but you decided that you had come this far so you should just get it over with. "Uhm I want one right here" You said pointing to your right hip near your bikini line, "And I want it to say..uhm.. eat m-me" you whispered as you looked down at your feet ashamed. "You're kidding right" Gojo scoffed in disbelief. You sat down on his chair and shook your head. “Then let's get it done” Gojo smiled.

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠ ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠ ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠

“Stop fucking moving so much”

“It hurtssss”

“it’s okay baby I'll go slow”

“fuck I can't take ittt”

‘It's the middle of the fucking day and he's already screwing some whore?’

Geto thought as he got his key to open the apartment he shared with Gojo. He braced himself for the sight he was going to see but he didn't prepare himself enough to see you skirt slightly down with Gojo using his ink pen to write something.

“Gojo do you wanna have a smoke sesh with Choso and me later or are you too busy doing” he looks you up and down.

“This”

You perked up at hearing Choso’s name. You've had the biggest crush on him for the longest time and if you could somehow convince gojo to bring you with him you would die of happiness.

“Nah don't worry I can come with you now” Gojo said smirking

“But you're not done!” You exclaimed sitting up.

“Yeah but with the way you were crying like a bitch I thought you might need a break” gojo yawned.

“finish my tattoo pleaseee” you whined. Your begging sounded like music to his ears.

“Don't worry bro I just need to fill in one thing then we can go” Gojo said to Geto as he finished up filling the ‘e’.

“What are you getting” Geto asked as he walked over to see your new tattoo. He burst out laughing after he read it and you turned your head away embarrassed.

“All done princess” Gojo looked up with hooded eyes.

“Don't call me that” you rolled your eyes.

“Wanna come with us”

Score!

“What”

“Wanna come smoke with us”

“S-SURE” you said that too quickly and too loud. “Aw goody two shoes wants to smoke, they grow up so fast” Geto chuckles

You look away from the two of them feeling embarrassed.

｡⁠.ﾟ♡⁠ ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+♡ ｡⁠.ﾟ♡⁠ ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡⁠ ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠♡｡⁠.

You guys get to Choso’s house and you start feeling nervous. Shit is this a good idea? Well it's too late now… You felt deep in regret but it all went away when you saw Choso open the door.

“Who's this?” He asks with a puzzled face.

“Wait, I know you, you're that nerd in my English class!” He laughs.

“Haha that's meee” you laughed nervously.

“You here to smoke with us or did Gojo bring you to finish his homework”

“Mhm yea where's the bathroom” you said brushing him off getting tired of his jokes.

“Uhh go down and it's on the right…” he trailed off as you pushed past him.

You were getting impatient and really wanted to see your tattoo. It hurts you thought as you pulled your skirt and panties down a little to see. You smiled as you saw that Gojo decided to be nice and add extra things like cute flowers and hearts around the words. You looked in the mirror with a puzzled face as you saw some extra letters. P.S.G you read as you finally made out what it said. “S.G that's Gojo’s initials” You said aloud. “What does the P stand for then?”. You stayed in the bathroom pondering it more. “Property of Gojo Satoru…” “THAT BITCH”. You came out of the bathroom fuming seeing that the boys already started smoking. “DID YOU FUCKING BRAND ME GOJO” “chilll baby everyone already knows you're mine it's not a big deal” he laughs passing choso the joint. “UGH!” you fumed sitting down next to geto. “Hey, maybe you just need to loosen up. I'm sure it's not even that noticeable,” Choso said as he passed the joint to you. You took a hit and coughed like there was no tomorrow. You took two more hits and passed it to geto. “It is noticeable!” You pouted getting up from the couch and pulling your skirt down just enough for him to see the tattoo without seeing anything else. “Oh shit gojo you just ruined her chances of getting a boyfriend!” Choso laughed as he took a closer look. “Not as if she wasn't already a loser, looks hot as fuck though it suits you”. You blushed sitting back down. After a while you all finished the joints and became giggling, loud, messes. You started cuddling into geto because you started feeling sleepy. “Bro I'm hella hungry” choso blurted. “Same” geto nodded in agreement. They both got up and said that they were going to Walmart and they'd be back. You and gojo sat in silence for a while. “I wanna try somethin c’mere” gojo slurred his words as he motioned for you to come to him. You got up and walked over standing up in front of him. “Sit on my lap baby” feeling too out of it to decline you sat in his lap. “I'm tired gojo” you complained. “It's okay baby I'll wake you up”. he reached in his pockets and got another joint. He lit it and took some hits. “Open your mouth princess”. You listened and opened your mouth. He took another hit and brought his lips to yours blowing the smoke in your mouth. You inhaled and laughed. He kept looking at you longingly with hooded tired eyes. “Take a picture, it'll last longer," you mumbled as you got up. He pushed you back down onto his lap. “Need you so bad” gojo whined. “Can you kiss me please baby”. “What?” You stared dazed and confused.

“I dunno how to kiss” you giggled shaking your head not fully comprehending what he was asking you. “Want me to teach you?” Gojo smiled. “Sure!”. Gojo started softly kissing you grabbing your hips. Rocking you back and forth on his clothed dick. He licked your lower lip and you parted your mouth slightly. Feeling hot you grinded on him trying to match his pace. Gojo’s pale skin now a shade of pink. “Mhm baby you feel so good” he moaned. You mewled into his mouth enjoying all the pleasure you were feeling. “Mm wait feel weird” you muttered. “Just let go princess” gojo whimpered. Soon you were cumming from all the friction. “fuckkk yeahh” gojo moaned. “Get up doll”. You slid off his lap standing up. “You ever done this before?”. You shook your head. “Obviously not”. “It's okay princess I'll make it unforgettable” He winked. “Ew don't be cringy”. “Just lay on the couch”. You pull down your skirt and layed back on the couch. Gojo got down on his knees. “Wanted this pretty pussy for such a long time”. He went down wasting no time licking, and kissing, basically making out with your pussy. “Taste so good” he groaned. He rubbed your clit and pushed his middle finger in. “S-shit gojo feels so good”. You rolled your eyes back moaning. “So fucking tight baby” gojo mumbled pushing in another finger. He curled and scissored his fingers finding your g-spot. “Right there gojo please please please please!”. “Fuck you look so pretty like this”. Gojo pulled out his fingers and you whined at the loss. “Gonna make you cum on my dick baby”. He unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers. His dick sprung up hitting his stomach. Your eyes widened. “No way”. “Turn around I don't want you freaking out” Gojo giggled. You got up and turned around ass up face down. “I'm gonna go slow okay” Gojo said, sliding it in. His tip stretched you out. It hurt so good. He whined finally bottoming out. “I'm gonna start is that okay baby”. “Mhm” you whimpered. “I need a yes or a no baby”. “y-yes”. He started with long deep thrusts. “Fuck your so tight” he threw his head back squeezing his eyes shut. “I'm sorry m’ sorry m’ sorry, so sorry baby” he whined as he sped up to a brutal pace. You tried to speak but only moans came out. Your eyes rolled back and your pussy squeezed around gojo’s cock. You saw stars, you were so close. “Fuck princess why didn't I pound this sweet pussy before”. Gojo kisses up your back. “Gonna let me fill you up babe” he whispered, biting your ear. “Lemme cum inside baby”. “Mhm yes yes pleaseee” you moaned into the pillows. You felt to good too object and definitely way to fucked out to think about the consequences. Gojo pounded into you a couple more times and you were gone. Creaming all over his dick and squeezing him in tight. “Sh-shit shit I'm cumming baby fuckin-” gojo filled you up riding his orgasm out. He pulled out and you whined at the loss. “Let's clean up before they get back”. Gojo walked to the bathroom getting a wet cloth and wiped both of you down. Gojo put on his boxers and sweatpants, pocketing your panties before you could notice. You were about to argue with him when you guys heard the door open.

“Alright guys we were gonna go to Walmart but we realized Walmart doesn't have food… but like it has food but like food you have to cook, and then we realized they had snacks but snacks sounded like gross so we like went to Burger King but then we like realized burger king is ass so then we like went to McDonald's and we just got a shit ton of food so like yeah” Geto rambled on while Choso just modded his head. “Mhm fr”. You and Gojo busted out laughing at how ridiculous they sounded. “Yeah alright let's eat”.

@cinnatoru @hhhhhhcxx

#gojo smut #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jujutsu gojo #jjk

135 notes · View notes

reasonsmandy · 3 months

Text

You matter to me

Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by @itzajeanspears — Hi!!! Love your writing so much!! Not sure if you’re still doing requests lol, butttt I have a really specific one so if you’d be able to do this I’d like actually die omg. Okay so I’m a fashion student from LA and I was thinking, the reader is like basically siblings with billy and Graham, (her dad and their mom started dating when they were kids so they were practically raised together) but she’s closest with Eddie in particular. They’re best friends. They’ve basically been attached at the hip since they were kids. They’re both secretly harboring feelings for each other and everyone knows it but themselves. She’s been there for them since the band started, like Camilla, making them outfits for gigs and stuff. and Eddie even takes her to prom when her date ends up being a jerk to her. Butttt the reader ends up moving to LA to go to fashion school (maybe eventually she can be their costume designer for the aurora tour 🙏) and Eddie slowly stops talking to her god knows why. Fast forward- The band moves out to LA and they stay with her until they’re stable enough to be out on their own. The tension is super high between her and Eddie and EVERYONE notices. Super Angsty. Ends in fluff and love confessions 🫶 maybe angry billy lol. AGAIN THANK YOU!!! I know that was super complicated. YOUR WRITING AND EDITS ARE AMAZINGGGG !!

✧.* you're reading part two, here's the part one — A letter?

✧.* summary — Eddie was waiting for your response, and when it never came... A wall was built between you.

✧.* warnings — none.

✧.* word count — 3.5k

✧.* 🎸 — Eddie's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — I know it took me forever!!! I'm so sorry, please enjoy! And let me know your thoughts about it :)

I have no idea how to start this, my head has been a mess since our last conversation. I'm sorry for the way I left, I should've been more polite involving all we've been through in the last couple of months. I confess that I don't understand why you thought I couldn't support you in this situation, I've seen you dreaming about this day since I was ten years old, where we chatted about school and unattainable plans for the future… Seeing you achieve everything you dreamed of is like being hit by a ray of sunshine, I am deeply proud of you.

I wish you all the best on this new journey in your life, you are great and your talent is not left behind! Know that you wouldn't be there if it weren't for all your extraordinary talent. There is something in everything you do that exudes originality and no one can take that away or dispute it from you.

I decided to respect your choice and not go to see you on the day of your departure, I confess that this is demanding a lot from me, but I do everything to see you well. I hope you have a great trip and a great life there too.

I don't want to lie to you, I really hope you write me back, I have a huge hope that you'll give me another chance and we can work things out... I'll understand if you don't want that, I just want you to keep in mind that I love you. Fly towards your dream, and when you miss home, maybe my words will warm your heart.

Yours, Eddie Roundtree.

The bassist seals the letter with trembling fingers, he knew you would leave tomorrow and he still had his doubts about what he was going to do.He wanted to come see you before the match, kiss you gently, hug you as if you were going to escape at any moment... But he couldn't, if that was your choice he would respect that.

He knocks on the Dunne house three times, his hands trembling as he waited impatiently with the letter in hand.

"Eddie? What are you doing here so early my dear?" Mrs Dunne's sweet voice asks, she was quiet, probably because she was the only one awake in the house.

"I— I came to give this to Y/N." He extends the paper to her, confused, the older girl takes the object.

"Do you want to come in?" She asks, opening the door for him.

"No no, thank you." He seemed nervous, afraid that you would show up at any moment. "I really just came to leave this"

The madness was crazy the morning you were going to leave, you waited in secret for Eddie, a hope that he would appear was growing in you even though you wanted to kill it. Everyone else had made a point of saying goodbye, even Warren had stopped by to leave you some chocolate for the flight, but nothing from your boyfriend.

That's what you were, right? After all, there was no ending, not formally in so many words... Anxiety made you fear that when he left that had been your final point.

You open your arms to hug your considerate mother, Mrs. Dunne had been very present to you since she came into your life and saying goodbye was harder than you thought.

"I'll miss you so much." Her choked voice says, and you hold her closer.

"Oh honey, I'll miss you too." She answers, still holding you. "Anytime you need us, you just have to call. You have a family here."

At this point you were already in tears, and you let the hug go to wipe them away.

"Look." She starts to say, opening her bag to hand you something. "Eddie asked me to give you this."

Your eyes widen, you take the letter in your hands and leave for your new life.

…

You open the drawer of the nightstand next to your bed and return the letter to the place it always rests still not being able to open it, a sigh leaves you as you relive the night you had just had. Now that you were in the same city everything was more vivid, it was like living your teenage years again and it was frustrating. Of course you missed your friends and your brothers, but feeling Eddie's look at the back of your head was a huge distraction that kept increasing many questions in the same.

Eddie let the air out of his lungs as his body collapsed onto the bed he had fought for hours with Warren for, He lights a cigarette while staring at the ceiling and gradually sees the smoke draw your face, He hated how all the feelings he had put so much effort into hiding returned like the tide flooding over him, it was frustrating how you could make his heart race in a way no drug could ever manege to.

He knew that maybe all he had to do was just get over it, and that's all he was trying to do since you left Pittsburgh and him. Eddie was never the kind to get attached to relationships easily, he was used to having one night stands or just casual dating, so when his heart was captured by your gaze and the funny feeling of falling in love... He didn't know what to do.

The cigarette had come to an end and sleep had not even threatened to arrive, Roundtree sits on the bed regretting it before even finishing what he planned to do. He might not have talked to you during the party, but he was a good listener, something he didn't know if it was a blessing or curse until then.

He puts his leather jacket over the blouse he had worn to the party he attended hours ago, also grabbing some cigarettes before going down the stairs of the new house towards the keys to Rojas' van. He considers going to the drummer's room to tell him that he had borrowed the vehicle, but settles for writing a note in letters large enough for him to notice while he looks for it.

He let in his breath once again, shaking his head as he starts the van and heads towards what haunts his mind.

...

The three rings on the door make you lazily get out of bed, your arms go to the blouse thrown on the table before answering.

"Eddie?" You say between shock and yawn, your hands fix your hair automatically.

He avoids your gaze, looking directly at the ground as if he is very anxious. You wait for an answer, but nothing comes out of his mouth, you take a step forward taking his hand and leading him inside.

"Is everything okay?" You ask, after you both sit at the table in your living room.

"I don't know." He lets it out, wondering if he should actually do what he had planned. "I wanted to talk to you about everything."

"In the middle of the night?" You let out a weak laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

"I couldn't sleep, sorry I woke you up." He looked embarrassed, but it was as if being there was more comfortable than anything he had been doing before knocking on the door.

"We can talk, no problem.”

"With us moving here I imagine we'll see each other more often than we have over the years." He looks you in the eyes, the red of the cigarette in them. "And I don't want there to be a fight between us, I don't want there to be things that aren't clear."

You let the air out, trying to look as if you were mature for this situation. "What do you mean by that?"

"Even with our history, is everything ok between us?" He wanted to tell you that the answer was no, that he hadn't forgotten you, but it stayed in his throat just like the growing knot.

"For me yes, but for you I'm not sure." You are honest, letting the frustration go with your words. "You were the one who ignored me the whole party, I felt seventeen again."

"You don't need to be sarcastic." He says rolling his eyes.

"Since when do you call the truth sarcasm?" He arches his eyebrows at your response, you click your tongue against the roof of your mouth. "What I meant is that I'm over it, I just don't know if you are."

"You know what..." He gets up, adjusting his jacket on himself. "I think we've cleared that up, let's just be polite to each other and that's it. I see you around."

"You're kidding right?" A mocking laugh is let out by you, disbelief shines through. "Is that what you consider resolution?”

"I'll see you around." He says, you get ready to close the door. "Let's just keep things between us, like before."

Your eyes roll back and you slam the door shut, anger and confusion rising in your chest. How can he just show up in the middle of the night to turn your life around like that? You only feel the tears when they fall on your arm, was it frustration? You preferred to believe so, but seeing him treat you with so much indifference was painful.

Still angry, you go to the nightstands and open the drawer to take the letter in hand. Your vision blurred with emotions growing, you tear it apart and as soon as the first cut is made the rest are just a trigger for the pieces on the floor. You cry, regretting it and at the same time wanting to disappear... It hadn't even been twenty four hours since he had returned to your life and everything was chaos.

You collect the pieces and place them inside the box you found, trying your best not to glue the pieces together to read something that could be your answer.

...

You had done a good job of trying to forget about Eddie Roundtree, you had gone out with a few people and avoided running into him as much as possible when you met the band. But that became impossible when his brother went to rehab and his niece was born.

You moved into their house to help with the baby, Camila had never been so vulnerable and you couldn't feel more angry at Billy than in those first few months. Of course, you knew he wasn't one hundred percent to blame, addiction wasn't easy and it made you very sad to know he was like this.

Your move wasn't complete, you slept there some nights and other nights you went back to your house or studio to create some pieces of clothing. It was hard to face Eddie every day, but you two made a point of avoiding each other as much as possible.

It was hard to remember why you didn't like Eddie much when he was being so kind every day by your side, you start to remember why you fell in love with him in the first place. He was kind, funny, he helped everyone, but he was still the one that left you. And that was certainly the impasse for you to sympathize with him once again.

Night fell on the horizon as you leaned over the counter, a cigarette between your lips as you thought about everything at the same time.

"I see you still like the sunset, sunshine." The nickname makes your spine shiver, you don't turn around, you just let him get closer to you. "It always reminds me of you."

The chill comes to your belly, you turn away in disbelief. "What are you doing?"

He rolls his eyes, “Trying to get along with you, is it that hard?"

You let out a sigh, avoiding his eyes. "You want us to be friends?"

"What's the harm on that?" he asks, resting himself.

You shrug, trying your best not to ask every single question that haunted you over the years.

"You made yourself pretty clear that day in my place." That's all you say.

"Why are you acting like I'm a bad guy?" He's confused, upset in his eyes.

"You can't just keep doing this to me, appearing in my life and just leaving me!" You let out your frustrations, he looks at you without understanding. His gaze fixed on your eyes was overwhelming.

"What do you mean?" His voice was trembling, he took a deep breath. "Look, I know I acted childish that night, I shouldn't have just popped at your place and said those things. But I mean what I'm doing right now, I made one mistake... You're really going to blame me for the rest of my life?"

"One mistake?" You tried your best to hold back your urge to cry. "Look Eddie, it's been a long time. I understand if you forgot everything we've been through, I don't want to..."

"You're acting like I didn't care for you. Like I don't care." His voice was calm, it left you disconcerted.

"How can you say that you care for me if you haven't even reached for me all these years?" You turn to face the sky, trying to keep calm.

"I was respecting you!" He avoided coming closer, even though he wanted to take your hand in his. "I told you that! I—...

He stops when he sees your confused eyes, concern takes over his.

"You didn't read the letter, did you?"

You swallow hard, he waits for your answer but you open your mouth and close it without saying anything.

"Did you receive it?" He asks, you nod your head. "I don't understand..."

"I never read it." You confess, looking at your feet.

"Why?" He felt exposed, hurt.

You don't answer, he seems devastated.

"Fuck." He says passing his hands through his hair. "I can't believe this."

He left, leaving you alone with the sunset.

You made a point of coming home that day, there was no way you wouldn't go back to read that letter, your heart was aching with all the emotions that came up this afternoon. You were overwhelmed and feeling guilty, but at the same time confused... You needed answers.

When you managed to put the pieces together it was difficult to tell what was there, but your body softened and your heart tightened. There was your answer.

...

Daisy Jones was responsible for the band's growth after Billy's relapse, 'Honeycomb' was a masterpiece and the whole world knew it when those chords sounded on the radio. You were happy and proud for all of them, it was great to see them all achieving a dream that you followed from the beginning.

You were really excited to go on tour with them, You had already made many different pieces and I'm really looking forward to seeing them using what you created for them from the beginning. Today was the day of the first show, if you weren't even going to be on stage, you were nervous, you couldn't imagine how they were.

You couldn't contain the tears of emotion when you saw them there, the fans screaming excitedly and a long-time dream coming true, it was an amazing feeling and you were so happy to be part of this somehow.

It wasn't easy to deal with the information about the last situation you had with Eddie, of course, Billy had returned and you had spent less time together but that whole scene never left your mind. You tried to expel the flashes as much as possible while pretending to listen to what Camila was saying.

"Swetie, are you paying attention to me?" She says between a laugh, the music from the celebration party made it hard to hear her.

"Aham." You lie, watching Eddie talk to Warren and another girl you didn't know a few steps away. Camila follows your gaze, and turns with an arched eyebrow.

"What's going on?" She asks, her voice softly.

"I feel like I'll never be able to leave what we had behind me." You felt the words leave your mouth with honesty for the first time in a while.

"Have you told him that?" She asks, looking between you and him.

"I'm pretty sure he hates me, so..." You let out a breath, trying to hold back your tears.

"Eddie could never hate you Y/N."

"How can you be so sure?" You take a sip of your beer, avoiding looking at the distant group.

"Oh honey, if you only knew how many times he told me how he felt... How many songs I heard—

"Songs?" You cut her off, holding her arm. "He wrote songs about me?"

"Many." She responds, stroking his hand with a motherly affection. "You should talk to him."

You gather all your strength to follow her advice, and little by little you get closer to them. Warren is the first to notice you, waving in a comical way for you to come closer, Eddie avoids your eyes, the girl greets you with a small smile.

"Hey guys, the show was amazing." They smile at your congratulations. "I'm really proud of you guys."

"Thank you sunshine." Eddie says, almost regretting using the nickname. "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." You say under your breath. "Look, can we talk alone for a second?"

"Sure." He turns to Rojas and the curly-haired woman. "I'll be right back."

Automatically you take his hand and guide him to a more private place, it's a few seconds of silence before you know how to start. He doesn't rush you, he just waits for you to feel good to begin with what you had planned.

"I read your letter." That's all you can say, he swallows hard. "I'm sorry it took me so long..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter anymore." He tries to say, but you cut him off.

"It does! It matters and you know it." Tears manage to fill your eyes. "We matter for each other, you matter to me... And I don't know about you, and I know it's probably too late but I can't forget you."

He takes a step closer to you, never taking his eyes off of you. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I love you." A choked laugh comes out of you, it was impossible to contain it all longer.

"Fuck." He holds your face in his hands, touching your foreheads together. "Please, don't mess with me." He jokes.

"I'm done building this wall between us." Her voice was honest, her eyes never stopped staring into his. "I just want to be with you."

He kisses you, a kiss you've missed for years, a connection of souls, an inexplicable feeling. His hands cupped your cheeks and caressed your skin, you pulled him close to feel him after so long. He would always be your point of comfort.

"I love you too." He whispers against your lips, your eyes closed. "I love you so fucking much."

"I know it took a while but I kind of want to stay with you." You joke, he lets out a laugh.

"We can tell our children that we've been dating all this time, they don't need to know about this hiatus" He says while caressing your hair.

"Children?" Rojas' voice made you jump in fright. "Damn, you guys are emotional, huh?"

...

Hi, I hope you enjoyed it... If you wanted to ask for something my requests are open, and if you want to ask and don't have any ideas check out my prompt list :) xoxo

Want to be tagged when new stories come out? REASONSMANDY'S TAG LIST

Taglist: @jaidaschampagneproblems @boredshit-shadow @warrenrojaswife @o1iv3 @hopelessromantic727 @eddiesaurora @scenesofobx @vyctorya

70 notes · View notes

tainted-heartz · 1 year

Note

HELLO IT IS I MYSTERY PERSON!!👹 I HAVE A IDEA MWHAHAHAHAHHAHAH also I love your work!!🤭🤌

OK WALLY X READER BUTTTT..ITS A CHRISTMAS SPECIAL (YAYYYY!!)

Ok so everyone to together having a good time talking, laughing, ect, but y/n and Julie were talking and Julie tells reader they should kiss wally under a mistletoe!! And so y/n walks up to wally and y/n has mistletoe over them then they surprise wally with a bunch of kisses!!!

(ARGGRGRGGEGGE OMG I HOPE YOU LIVE THIS IDEA!!! ❤️❤️ ALSO I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF🤬❤️)

| dear GOD I LOVE HOLIDAY REQUESTS EVEN IF IT ISN'T THE HOLIDAY OR ANYWHERE CLOSE TO IT!!!! |

- there was always christmas parties in the neighborhood where everyone got together to watch movies , talk and just enjoy christmas eve. they always took place at julie's home since it was the biggest home around. it was set up with cozy blankets , pillows and everyone was chatting away.

- julie had been handing out everyones preferred hot chocolate then she got to you and sat down with you. “ hmm...hey y/n ya know what would be cheesy but adorable? you kissing wally under the mistletoe! its silly but I think it may surprise him but in a cute way. ”

- you thought about it before sighing. “ but that's so cheesy! ” “ he's as cheesy as cheesy is , go on do it! ” julie smiled and gave you a small encouraging nudge. “ I'll watch your drink for you. ”

- you rolled your eyes with a smile and stood up from the couch and snatched a mistletoe that was hanging up. wally was sitting by himself with the hot coco held in his hands but his eyes were closed , the liquid just disappearing from the cup but you didn't think much about it. “ hey wally dear. ” you hummed which caused wally's attention to turn to you and he opened his eyes. “ oh..hello sunshine , is there something you need? ”

- you just look up at the mistletoe you held above you both which caused wally to look up as well. “ ..is this just an excuse to kiss- ” before he could finish his sentence you smothered him in kisses with a laugh. “ kiss attack! ” wally couldn't say anything and just went wide eyed as he looked at you before giving you a small kiss back. “ was this julie's idea? tell her i said thank you. ”

#welcome home arg #welcome home #welcome home x reader #welcome home arg x reader #wally darling #wally darling x reader #welcome home wally #welcome home wally x reader

256 notes · View notes

lucidlivi · 11 months

Text

Chosen For Pleasure (III)

Series Masterlist/Warnings

Tag List: @ladysparkles78 @suckitands33@little-x-wolf (if you'd like to be added, please let me know!)

Buckle Up Ladies! It's Getting Hot!

“so are we going to talk about the thing?” I asked fidgeting with my hands.

“I have no idea of this thing you speak of.” Jensen smirked, keeping one hand on the wheel, the other on my knee.

I could still feel his warm lips all over my neck, his beard scratching against it as he explored with his mouth and tongue. I fluttered my eyelashes closed, biting my lip as the feeling was still so real. I was trying not to lose my cool, which is exactly what he wanted.

“your kind of an ass sometimes you know that?” I joked giving him a smirk back.

“we’ll have plenty of time to talk about it tonight after work.” He said pulling up to my apartment.

Why did tonight have to be so far away?

I hesitantly got out, not trusting my knees not to cave out from under me. Jensen got out too, walking me up to the door. I was about to say something when the door flew open, a guy rushing out still struggling to button his pants.

Jensen pulled me to his chest out of the way. I peeked my head in seeing Stella laying on the couch clutching a comforter to her bare chest. I rolled my eyes laughing at her.

“I'll see you tonight, I’ll send my driver to pick you up.” Jensen said placing a warm hand on my cheek.

“you have a driver?” I laughed.

“yeah Cole.” Jensen said as if it were a normal thing for everyone to have their own personal driver.

I rolled my eyes laughing.

“see you later Mr. Ackles.” I murmured biting my lip.

“see you later then Ms. (L/N).” Jensen whispered.

He brought his lips down towards me. I thought he was going to connect them with mine, but instead he placed a lingering kiss on my cheek. I stood in the doorway grinning as he got in his expensive car and sped off down the road.

Did I mention how insane this all felt?

I walked inside fully, shutting the door behind me. Stella still sat on the couch naked, only the comforter covering her body.

I could see she was bursting at the seams to know everything.

“really Stell on our couch, where we eat dinner? Ya couldn’t make it to your bed?” I joked giving her a disappointed gaze.

“oh no no no..” she said standing up wrapping the blanket around her body.

“no we’re starting with you missy!” she squealed.

“what about me?” I played dumb going in our shared bathroom to finally get a hot shower.

“uh please do share.” she said stopping the door with her foot.

“there’s not much to share.” I shrugged simply.

It was true.

Sort of.

“c’mon (y/n) if I have to live this fantasy vicariously through you then you’re going to need to give me more details.” she all but practically begged.

“nothing happened, I mean we didn’t have sex if that’s what you’re asking.”

“butttt you’re seeing him tonight?” she pressed trying to understand.

I was trying to understand everything myself.

“It’s complicated, he’s complicated.” I said leaving it at that.

“just make sure it’s making you happy okay?” Stella said turning back to the protective friend she is.

“He is.” I said biting my lip, our elevator ride replaying in my mind.

I stepped in the warm water letting it soak through my aching muscles. As it slid down my neck, Jensen’s lips invaded my mind. He expertly slid them up and down kissing and licking each spot. I whimpered thinking about them.

I didn't have time to daydream though. I sighed bringing myself out of the shower and forcing myself to put on clothes to go to work. I still felt like shit, but a little better at least.

“sooooo who’s the mystery man who couldn’t get his pants fixed?” I asked Stella as we sat in the car on our way to the office.

Stella started to laugh.

"how have we not talked about this yet, it was so awkward." she said facepalming.

"Definitely didn't expect to see it." I laughed.

“Matt.” she said biting her lip.

“and Matt is….?”

“we connected awhile ago, and he's slowly trickling his way back in, but I think it could really be something this time."

“just make sure it’s making you happy okay.” I repeated her phrase from earlier earning a smile from her.

I stretched one last time grabbing my bag from the back seat. I hoped we were still in Gray’s good graces. I really didn’t have the energy for him to be on my ass today.

I felt sets of eyes on me as I walked in. I gave Stella a look but she wasn’t noticing the attention we were getting. I turned my head seeing the receptionist whispering to another coworker whilst they watched me walk by.

what’s there problem?

I shook it off. Maybe I’m just being paranoid. I sat down at my desk starting up my laptop.

“uh (y/n/n) you might want to come take a look at this.” Stella squeaked from her desk.

I ran over, hearing the concern in her voice. She had her gossip column open where the latest celebrity gossip and scandals filtered in. One article specifically caught my attention

Billionaire Jensen Ackles Fighting At Local Club? Who Is This Mystery Women?

Accompanying the title was a photograph.

What the hell?

When was this taken?

I didn’t see anyone else there? Of course I didn’t see much of anything thanks to the booze.

The picture was of Jensen putting me in the car, most of me was blocked out by his large body. But for people who knew me, it was obvious who it was.

“I’m sure they won’t figure out it’s you.” Stella said her voice raising an octave higher than normal signifying she was being deceitful for my sake.

“I think they already have.” I said glancing around at some female coworkers who were staring at our corner of the office.

Fuck.

“what’s there problem?” A deep voice pressed from behind me.

Stella quickly slammed her laptop shut as Gray made his way in front of me.

“morning sir.” I greeted, not sure where we stood.

yesterday he was proud of me, today he might hate me again. who knows.

“come to my office for a second will you?”

I gave a pleading look to Stella before hesitantly following him to his office. I just prayed he hadn’t seen the things going around. I stood awkwardly in the door way waiting to hear the reason I was here.

“sit please.” he said gesturing to a chair.

I sat down while he did the same. I glanced in his direction. I was met with a warm smile, something I had never seen on his face before.

“I uh bought you coffee.” He said handing me a large cup that was still hot.

Okay this is officially strange.

“thanks, though I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be the one getting that for you.” I said sipping on it.

“you deserve it.” He shrugged.

Okay am I being punk’d? Gray being nice to me and telling me I deserve it.

Where’s the camera?

What’s the catch? There’s always a catch.

“look (y/n), I’m kind of in a bind. I had to fire our photo editor unexpectedly and nobody else could do the job quite like you could.” Gray explained.

there it was.

“I have an entire magazines worth of photos I need edited by the end of the day tomorrow.”

“but that’ll take forever.”

“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t think you could do this.” Gray said standing up from his desk and coming to lean on it so he was closer to me.

“please.” He pleaded resting a calloused hand on my knee.

I got an uncomfortable feeling when Gray touched me. I stood up quickly making his hand fall away from me.

“you’re the most talented photographer we have, I just couldn’t see that before.” Gray said coming closer to me than i’d like.

I don’t know what was worse, having him hate me or having him compliment me like this.

“fine” I sighed hesitantly.

“you’re the best!” Gray said putting his arms around my small frame and squeezing.

He smelled of cigarettes and tequila. Not like the enticing scent of Whisky that followed Jensen around. I unwrapped myself not wanting his arms around me any longer.

“I’ll email you.” He dismissed.

I walked back to my desk coffee cup in hand.

“what was that all about?” Stella asked.

“he complimented me, and bought me coffee.” I said raising the cup.

“hey I made that article too!” Stella frowned crossing her arms.

“don’t worry he was just buttering me up, wants me to edit all the photos for the magazine release by tomorrow.” I sighed flopping in my chair.

“damn all of them by tomorrow? that’ll take forever! are you going to cancel on Jensen?” Stella asked concerned.

If there was one thing I absolutely wasn’t going to do it was cancel.

“I guess I better bust my ass then.” I laughed.

And I did.

For the rest of the work day I edited photos, even skipping lunch and break. I had almost all of them edited by the time I clocked out. I can’t believe I pulled that out of my ass.

“I’m going to head out, you sure you're okay?" Stella asked coming to stand in front of me.

"I'm good Stell, thanks."

"Alright, just call me if you need anything” Stella said winking at me while collecting her things.

I went to the bathroom freshening up my makeup and changing my outfit. I never knew what to expect with Jensen. It made me nervous but also very excited. I checked my reflection one last time before going out to collect my things and to go look for Cole.

“leaving?”

I jumped as Gray’s voice startled me. I looked around seeing everyone had left except for him and I.

“uh yeah, I got most of the pictures edited so I should have no problem finishing tomorrow.” I said offering him a small smile.

“I knew you would.” He smiled back.

There was an awkward tension as I felt his eyes on me while I collected my things depositing them in my bag.

“you going out tonight?” He inquired.

“uh yeah, I have a date.” I whispered feeling uncomfortable.

Could I even call it a date? I had no idea what it was.

“Hmm well he’s a lucky guy.” Gray said licking his lips before retreating into his office.

What was that?

I felt uneasy as I grabbed my bag quickly rushing out of the building. I wasn’t looking where I was going as I nervously peered back at the office. I collided with a rock hard chest.

“woah easy there angel.”

His raspy voice snapped me out of my trance.

Jensen.

I glanced up at him feeling more at peace now. He traded his signature suit and tie for a dress shirt and a tan jacket.

Jesus Christ was there anything this man didn’t look flawless in?

He must’ve seen the uneasiness on my face. His smirk changed to a concerned frown.

“you okay? something happen in there?” He asked nodding his head towards the office building.

Did something happen?

I don’t know if I could qualify that as something. It definitely made me uneasy but they’re just words. I saw how Jensen was with Sebastian, and I really didn’t want to lose my job over what could be nothing. I decided it was probably better I didn’t tell him what Gray said.

“no, I’m alright.” I said with a smile plastered on my face.

“shall we.” I nodded to the car.

A man who I’m presuming is Cole got out of the drivers seat to open the back door for us.

“Mr. Ackles, Ms. (L/N).” He nodded.

"just (y/n)." I whispered making Jensen laugh.

"so are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked glancing at Jensen beside me.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear.

"now where's the fun in that?" He whispered.

My breath hitched.

"besides, we're just about there." He spoke louder so Cole heard him too.

I felt my pupils grow as we pulled up to an airstrip, a helicopter sitting in front of us.

"holy shit Jensen, that's a helicopter." I said in awe climbing out of the car.

He climbed out too coming to stand beside me.

"you know I never knew how incredibly observant you were?" He joked.

"come on." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards it.

"wait we're going on that?" I squeaked.

"why? afraid of heights? you know you can always cuddle close to me." He smirked.

I shoved him away playfully making him laugh. He carefully opened the door, helping me in. Once he was in too he made sure to buckle me in tightly before doing the same for himself.

I heard the pilot telling command that we were ready for takeoff.

"Chopper 64-23 Departing for San Antonio."

"We're going to San Antonio?" I asked looking at Jensen.

He nodded his head smiling. San Antonio was only a little more than a two hour drive from where we were in Laredo. It would probably take only thirty minutes by chopper.

"What's in San Antonio?"

"My estate." Jensen answered.

I felt the helicopter lurch forward. I've only been on a plane one time before so this experience was all new to me.

I felt Jensen grab my hand intertwining our fingers. He sensed I was nervous. He didn't make a comment which I was grateful for.

Once we were in the air I dared myself to look out the window.

"everything's so beautiful up here!" I beamed, the smile not leaving my face.

little did I know Jensen was just staring at me the entire time.

"I agree." He said.

I was right about it being incredibly short. Before I knew it we were making our descent. I squeezed Jensen's hand as we got closer to the ground. If he felt it he didn't indicate so.

Oh my god.

A mansion stood before me, bigger than anything I had ever seen before.

"you live here?" I asked spinning around to get a look at the entire thing.

"come on, lets go inside." Jensen said laughing at my bewilderment.

I gasped, the inside just as beautiful as the outside. Jensen let my eyes wander for a couple minutes before he pulled me over to his large oak table. I saw a piece of paper in front of the seat Jensen pulled out for me.

"what's this?"

Jensen looked at me uncomfortably like he was afraid to say.

"It's uh a nondisclosure agreement, it means that anything that happens between us, you can't talk about." He said rubbing his bearded jaw.

I think he was worried I'd be offended.

"I would never do that to you." I spoke truthfully.

"I'm afraid my corporate lawyers insist that I have one."

I quickly grabbed the pen scribbling my name down. I handed him the paper sticking the pen between my lips. I felt the heavy tension as he sat next to me. It seemed like he was formulating in his head how to make the next move. So I decided to do it for him.

"so are you going to passionately fuck me now?" I whispered seductively.

I mean what else did he bring me here to do?

I could see Jensens eyes go dark with lust. He leaned in close as if he was going to kiss on my neck again.

"two things. one, there's nothing passionate about the way I fuck, and two, I want to show you something first."

I let him grab my hand, leading me up a staircase. He stops at a doorway, taking a key from his pocket and unlocking it. I walked in seeing a huge king size bed in the center of the room. On a stand there were pleasure items, handcuffs, blindfolds, lubrication, and lots of condoms. I ran my fingers over a pair of especially fuzzy handcuffs.

"say something please." He pleaded as I looked around in silence.

I smirked grabbing a pair of the hand cuffs, swinging them around my pointer finger.

"are these meant for me, or for you?"

Jensen groaned as I played with them. It was hot to see I could get him riled up too.

"they're definitely not meant for me, you see I'm in control angel."

"oh yeah?" I pushed urging him to continue.

"you want to know what this is?" He asked stepping closer.

I nodded not trusting my voice to crack.

"not here though." He said pulling me out of the pleasure room.

He led me down the hall to a regular bedroom. He nudge me over to the bed instructing me to sit.

"This is you and me, pleasuring each other, whenever we want it. I only have some basic rules. Rule one, I don't sleep with anyone else, and you don't sleep with anyone else. Two, I don't kiss on the lips. I also don't sleep with anyone. If you agree to this, this right here would be your room, but only on the weekends." He explained.

I took in everything he said. It was a lot. He was basically offering to be exclusive fuck buddies.

"Jensen, how many girls have stayed in this room?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer.

"thirteen"

"oh great only thirteen." I mumbled sarcastically.

He didn’t say anything.

"but we slept in the same bed the other night and it was fine, why do I have to stay in here?" I pouted.

"don't get too caught up on the sleeping arrangements, trust me after we're finished you're going to want your own space."

"and if I don't agree, we wouldn't have any relationship at all?" I asked biting my lip.

"this is the only kind of relationship I have, and I want it with you."

I could feel the air getting caught in my lungs.

"I gave you a lot to think about, let's go back downstairs." Jensen said grabbing my hand and leading me back down the staircase.

He sat me down on the couch, going to get me a glass of water as I mulled everything over in my head. I muttered a thanks when he came back.

"One more thing, I'm going to need your written consent. I need to know stuff you are and aren't willing to try." He said.

I took a long sip of water setting the glass down.

"how will I know what I what I would and wouldn't be willing to try?"

"well uh think back to when you had sex before, what felt good, what didn't." He shrugged.

I felt my face go hot. I turned my body slightly away from Jensen, catching his attention.

"what's the matter? for this to work we have to be honest." He said placing a hand on my knee.

"It's just, I uh, um I haven't"

Jensen looked taken back my confession. I felt embarrassed.

"you're a virgin? but you've done other stuff right?"

"only a couple times, awhile back but not exactly." I spoke.

"but I imagine men must throw themselves at you, how?" He asked scooting closer.

"it's never been one I wanted."

"and do you want me?" He asked.

I looked up at Jensen as his eyes bore in to my own.

"more than anything." I whispered.

Jensen smirked as if I said the golden words. He lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder, making me squeal.

"what are you doing?" I laughed.

"I'm rectifying the situation."

"I didn't know I was a situation." I said biting my lip.

Jensen ran up the stairs to a master bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed. I felt my pulse increase as his eyes raked over me. He threw his jacket down unbuttoning his shirt before discarding that as well.

He leans down placing several soft kisses to my neck while trailing his hands under my shirt.

“is this okay to take off?”

I bit my lip nodding my head.

“words, (y/n) I need words.”

“yes” I whimpered.

He swiftly pulls my shirt over my head, reattaching his lips to my neck and holding my hips down. He starts to suck on a spot making a gasped moan escape my lips. His tongue massages up to my chin and back down again.

I could feel his hands start to slip down to the waistband of my jeans.

“and these?” he asks through kisses.

I felt my mind going fuzzy. I could only think about the heat that was slowly building in my core as he kissed and sucked on my neck.

“Mhmm” I moaned.

“mhmm’s not a word.”

“please Jensen.” I panted.

He tugged my jeans until they were pooling at my ankles. His fingers trailed down my leg making me shiver. He pulled my jeans the rest of the way off, leaving me in just my under garments. He stepped back taking me in.

“so fucking beautiful.” He growled.

He came back attaching his lips once again to my neck but this time he moved them down to the top of my breasts. I shivered at his touch.

He grabbed the straps of my bra pulling it down so I was now exposed for him. His kisses didn’t stop until his mouth met my nipple. I gasped as his perfect mouth wrapped around it sucking roughly.

I was panting, feeling myself getting wetter. His big hands massaged my thighs making them clench together. I needed some type of friction, I was going insane.

His mouth wrapped around my other nipple making me gasp just as loud. He removed his hands from my thighs, unclasping my bra so he could remove it once and for all.

I was gripping the sheets as Jensen sucked and licked over my breasts. He grabbed my hands putting them in his hair.

He groaned as I started to tug. He gave my breast one last kiss before licking down my stomach to my panty line. I moaned feeling his hot breath through the fabric.

His fingers grazed over my heat, sending shock waves of euphoria throughout my body.

“Jensen please.” I whimpered.

“what do you want (y/n)?” He asked trailing kisses over my thighs.

“just.want.you.” I panted.

“then I’m all yours.”

Author Note:

Ooh we love a consenting king, but we hate a cliffhanger! Remember please show some love with a heart, comment, reblog or a follow! y

Part (IV)

#jensen ackles x reader #jensen x reader #jensen ackles x you #jensen ackles preference #jensen ackles imagine #jensen ackles fanfiction #jensen ackles #jensen ackles x female!reader #jensen ackles smut #dean winchester #dean winchester imagine #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #skeet ulrich

268 notes · View notes

missamyrisa2 · 3 months

Note

Tickling isn't a masochistic thing for me. It's just pure, unadulterated pleasure. I look forward to it every time and hate when it ends. I could be screaming and crying and still begging you for more because I just want to feel it as long as I can.

My ribs are a fluff spot, along with my armpits and back - if you tickled me there for a long time I would show absolutely no signs of distress. My tummy is so incredibly ticklish, fully connected to my pussy and my clit, so any tickles there radiate downward and up to my nipples. My belly button and pelvis are the most ticklish of all, and also the most pleasurable.

How would you keep me for up to an hour, begging you for more and letting you know how much it tickles and how much I love it, as I am guided into multiple tickly orgasms?

I am super squirmy, so you may want to find a way to secure me so my body (tummy) is nice and exposed for you and i can't put my arms down or close my legs. Please, please tickle me!!!!

~witchdoctorwonttell 💋

AAhhhhh~~ I loooove your vibeeee~ I'm sooo the sameee~ likeee when I've had sessions my ticklers have been like do you want a break and through my gaspy whimpering barely able to form words I'm just like nahhhh~ or even weakly shaking my head with my little wantyyyy mewling~Which of course makes it all the harder to explain to someone who doesn't know especially when those reactions are mixed with my begging~ pleading for them to stop and to don't stoppp~

But you knowww~ youuuu knowwwe exactly the ticklebug glutton vibeee~ which is whyyy I would absolutely be wearing you down with my taunting ticklesss~ I'm quite adept at overloading a wantttyyy darling like youu~ because you seee~

I'm a glutton tooo~

Your giggles are never enough~~~ I will alwaysss want moreee~

Your thrashing as I attack your underarms and tackle you to the bed will only feed my fire~ and all you're getting right now is the emberss~ just me getting you worked up and worn down as I dig into those ticklish pitttiess~ ooh digging is a harsh word because realllyyy it's my thumbs rubbing tight little circles on those tender crevices~ which of coursee it's just the diversion~ you can't not pull those arms down which means it's all too easy to roll you over so I can reallly work out your resistances with back tickles~

Mmmhmm~ that's brisk tickles on your sides and skittery strokes up your ribs and ooooh~ lookiee looksie I'm in your underarms again! It's so adorable how you think you can block these tickles just failing around ~ whyyyy I don't think you realize the backs of your arms and shoulders are spotsss tooo~ mmh get those arms alll nooodly for me~ I'm gonna make sure you're soooo tickleweak for what comes next~

Which of course, is youuu~

Because once I have you worn down I'm gonna tie you with my colourful scarves~ silkkkyyy bindings are sooo teasy huh~ I mean you're so weak and wannntttyy with your whimpers and moans and snickergasps that I could probably keep you untied butttt it's ever so better to strap your wrists and ankles to my fluffy bed and let you feel those gentle teases, let you try to squirm and find yourself unable to close your arms or legss~ mmh sooo leggyyy~ why I do believe that's my makeup brush trailing your thighs my giggledolllll~ too bad you can't close those thighs huhhh? You're just open to alll the tickles I give youuu~ liitle massages on your inner thighssss ~ blushy brushyyy along those twitchy musclesss~

What about that bellybutton? That bellybutton hmmmm? Oh yes I saved ittt darling ~ don't think I didn't see how it bounced and twitched and wannnnnted all through your tickless~ and it's sooo sweet and sensitive huhhh? You see cutieee what you need is the good old fashioned side tickle zerbert~ We take these rubbbyy rolling thumbsss ~ put them on each sideeee~ and coochie cooooo~ and thennnn mmmmhzzzttt~ riiight on that cute buttonnn~ And againnn~ mmmpph~ and again bzzzzztt~ and oooh~! Again! Giggle it out now, I'll tickle these sides allll the way throughh~

Oooh I knowww I knowww sweetheart ~ I know exactlyyy what these tickles are doing to youuu~

What about your royal girly chest buttons huhhh? Look how perky they are! Perkyyyy! I think theyy want a feathering ohhh yes I doooo~ yeahh! Just take my stiffff white feather and get a little taste, just a liiiitle taste of those swollen buttonsss~ glide that tip up and down~ like a fine point painting~~ say that five times fasttt~ nooo really, sayyyy it cutieee! fine point painting? Mmhmmmm ~ that's what you areee such a work of art sooo beautiful and sensitive and sweeet~! Mmhmm we loooove feather tickles on our nipplesss!!

Now what's this alll aboutttt~ ooh no oh yesss of course I know what's going on down here my ticklebugg~ my gooodness you could heat a 5 bedroom house with all the hot you're cooking up down here in the royal zone~! I bet you wannnt all the tickly attention on your girly parts huhhh? Yeahhh? No? Yeah? Mmmh tickle tickle? That's whyyy I'm gonna give you justttt the tip~ just the tippy tip of my feather featherrr! Yesss feather in the heatherrr~ liiiight lightest pixie ticklesss for your most royal girlyyy button~

Such an eager lil button toooo~ ooh yes, thrust and bounceee thrust and bounce for me darling~ I guess I found your button for pelvic thrusts huhhh? But nooope nope just the little tiny dainty petite poco ticklesss for youuu~ you're gonna have to gigglemoan it out nowww~ come on ~ gigglemoan for your gigglegasms~!! Aww thereee there we gooo! mmhmm that feels good huhhh~ nice massages on your thighs and hipsss and hip dips and waiiistttt~

Let's see if the blushy brush can do it nowww~ can the blush brush do itttt? Little soft fluffyyyy on your clittyyy~ girly tickles for your girly button mmmhmm~ and don't you worryyy I have all the kissies for your belllyy while my brush fluffs up your royal pearlyyyy~ noo no one's gonna take away your ticklyyy teasyyy kissisessss~! Muuah muahhh darling I'll kiss youuu all the way through mmhh~ and nooope the makeup brush isn't stooooping~!! You keep up that cuteness and we're getting mr. wand for your nextttt one~<33

21 notes · View notes

bambirex · 1 year

Note

Another Steddie request, so I read the Wayne shovel talk and it was *chefs kiss* butttt I feel like we never see Eddie get a shovel talk, like I feel like the kids still would cause Steve was there first and had truly taken care of them and there safety. I feel like the kids would give Eddie a shovel talk even if it wasn’t like that intimidating it’s the thought behind it

I'm glad you liked it! 💕 The kids would give him the shovel talk, and they shall give him one!

Warnings: none

When Eddie was told to come over to Dustin's immediately, he thought there was an emergency. He thought maybe one of the kids had gotten hurt, that some awful monster from the Upside Down showed up again. He sped down the road on his motorbike, hoping he didn't hit someone on the way as he didn't even have the mind to check where he was going; he just had to be there as quickly as possible.

When Eddie got there, though, there was no sign of any life-threatening situation. It was just the kids standing in Dustin's room, looking very serious.

"So... What's up?" Eddie asked, looking over each of them. Dustin sighed deeply, before he gestured for Eddie to take a seat very dramatically.

"Guys? Will someone speak? You're freaking me out."

"We need to talk to you," Max said, "about Steve."

"What... did something happen to him? Is he hurt?" Eddie jumped up, panic settling in his stomach like lead. "Where is he?"

"Calm down, Jesus," Mike laughed, "he's fine."

"We're gonna talk about shovels," El explained with a soft smile. Eddie's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

"What!?"

"Shovel talk, it's called a shovel talk," Will offered helpfully, both to El and Eddie. That made Eddie sigh with relief, until he realized what that meant for him.

"Oh."

"We just wanna know what your intentions are with our Steve," Dustin explained. "We wanna know, if this thing between you is anything serious."

"Steve has been here for us for such a long time," Lucas added with a smile, "he means a lot to us. And we love you too, Eddie, but he's like... a big brother to us."

Of course, that made sense. Eddie knew exactly, how much Steve meant to the kids. He had really stuck his neck out for them on multiple occasions, protecting them from monsters and awful humans alike. It was no wonder the kids wanted to keep him safe for a change.

"Yeah, I got that," Eddie smiled. "I love him, kiddos, I really do."

"And you're not gonna ditch him, are you?" Erica pointed at him, eyebrows furrowed. "Because you know I'm more than happy to beat your ass if you do."

That made Eddie laugh. He was well aware of how powerful Erica could be when pissed off- but, that was true for all the kids.

"People think he's this dumb playboy, but he's so much better than that," Dustin continued. "He has a big heart."

"He's very sensitive. Cries a lot more than you'd think. Ugh, don't tell him I said that," Mike added quickly.

"He has been the protector of us for so long," Will said quietly, "he deserves someone who protects him."

"And who cherishes him," Max interjected, "because he loves some spoiling. He actually loves flowers too, buy him some!"

"And chocolate, everyone loves chocolate!" El grinned. "And he likes going to the movies!"

"And whatever you do, don't mess up his hair," Lucas chuckled, making the rest of them laugh along as well.

Eddie made a mental list of everything the kids said. He had very serious plans with Steve, and he was more than happy to spoil him. The fact his little kiddos got so up in arms to make sure he was treated right warmed Eddie's heart. Steve deserved the best of everything, and Eddie was going to make sure he would get it.

"I'll make sure to treat him right," Eddie promised. "I love Steve a lot, I really do. And I'd rather shoot myself before I broke his heart. Not to mention," he glanced at Erica with an over-exaggerated fearful expression, "I know you would gut me if I did that."

"Hell yeah, we would," Erica grinned, not even half-joking.

"Seriously, just be good to him," Dustin sounded more serious than ever. "He really, really needs it."

Eddie reached out and gently patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll do everything in my power to treat him right. He's going to be the most loved man in Hawkins."

All the kids yelled "he better be!" in unison, making Eddie laugh. Steve was one hell of a lucky guy that he had such a protective little family.

Later that night, when they were laying in bed, Eddie told Steve about his talk with the kids. Steve groaned in embarrassment, burying his face in Eddie's neck.

"Jesus, I never asked them to do that!"

"You didn't have to," Eddie said softly, "they did this on their own. Because they love you, Steve, and they want to make sure you get treated right."

Steve smiled softly. "They are such idiots, but I love all of them, too. This is actually really sweet."

"Mama Steve and his little nuggets," Eddie cooed, making Steve let out an offended noise.

"I'm not...! Okay, I guess I am a mama bear. With very powerful cubs."

"And I'm gonna keep my promise," Eddie said softly. He hooked a finger under Steve's chin and raised it, so he could kiss him on the lips softly. "I'm gonna make you the most loved man in Hawkins, Steve Harrington. And if I'll ever mess up, there's an army of kids waiting to murder me."

"I'll murder you, too. But they'll murder you harder."

"Yeah," Eddie laughed, holding Steve close to his chest, "I'm sure about that."

#steddie #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fic #eddie munson #steve harrington #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #max mayfield #el hopper #will byers #mike wheeler #my fic #request

252 notes · View notes

bluexiao · 1 year

Note

Okay okay okay, an idea

Y/N is friends with both Al-Haitham and Cyno. Though those two barely have talked to one another, Y/N is close with both. A confidant and a friend. Y/N has their trust, Cyno and Al-Haitham have Y/N's loyalty.

But does that trust start to falter as Cyno uncovers more about them, finds out that perhaps Y/N isn't as trustworthy as he originally thought? No, none of this is right, it can't be. He sees the incriminating evidence but something deep with in him tells him that he shouldn't strike them quite yet, no, something's wrong.

But the sages won't wait forever, if he doesn't give chase then someone else will. He has to dispose of them himself.

He's a little too rough as he drags Y/N to the desert.

"C-Cyno please, you know I'd never do something like that!" Even their trust starts to weaver, would he truly fall for the trap the sages had set unbeknowst to them all?

Of course not.

"I know that... I'm... sorry if I scared you" he lets go and discreetly looks at their arm, hoping he didn't bruise their skin.

"I don't know what's going on but there's still something missing... or perhaps my..." he wants to say it badly, to confess, was it his love that blinded him? But alas, now wasn't the time "Perhaps my trust has blinded me. But I won't take the risk of harming you when there's still doubt." He points to Aaru village with his spear, "Stay there. I'll come back for you, I promise. But you need to keep a low profile. The sages must think you're dead. I'll find out the truth, and then I'll come for you." Perhaps then I could tell you how I feel he thinks to himself

But the sages think you're dead, as does everyone else... including Al-Haitham.

He shakes in his anger as he hears the news.

Y/N, a traitor struck down by the General Mahamatra Cyno.

Al-Haitham doesn't hold back as he strikes against Y/N's supposed friend, their murderer.

"They were your friend! Are you truly so blind as to obey the Akademia's every command!? Did they mean nothing to you?" The taller man heaves his venom, his sword guided by his fury.

Cyno can't tell him, no, not yet. Y/N's survival must stay as a secret for him and him alone to keep. This desert rose can not bloom, for that would only bring about their doom. This desert rose must stay hidden in the sand as a mere seedling, waiting for a rainy day so they can once again rise from their sandy bed and bloom with all their might.

But for now Y/N, his desert rose, would be his secret to keep, even if for just a moment.

He'd find out the truth and destroy the filth that poisoned the land and caused his flower to wilt. Maybe then one day his rose could bloom again under the suns warm embrace.

I really went off on that one 😭

🦂

sheesh i didnt know this was hiding in my drafts for far too long but wow! that’s a good read! understandable butttt kinda sus of you cyno👀

#🗳️#🦂.anon #im sensing slight yandere hmm #cyno x reader #alhaitham x reader

355 notes · View notes

beyond-the-lewdiverse · 6 months

Text

Halloween dares~!

Well with Halloween coming up I'll be doing a two nights of lewd fun on the actual day (31st) and the Saturday before it (28th)! Though I'll be working the 28th I can almost certainly get up to lewd fun on the night after I finish and as for hallow's eve itself, wellllll I'll be going out at 9pm so that nobody inappropriate sees me on my lewd adventures~!! All suggestions/dares will be put on this post~!

Also just for that extra lil bit of info my costume is goth Tinkerbell (profile pic) which is gonna be: hair in a bun, heavy eyeliner + eyeshadow, black lipstick, a rich wine red dress cut just below my buttcheeks, fishnet gloves and fishnet thigh highs along with a pair of black Vans (trust me I'd wear heels butttt for the sake of my dares and my own sanity sneakers are the way to go) - underneath I'm planning on wearing a pastie over my pussy (on a dare - I'll probably use black tape since it's all I can get on short notice) along with a pair of lacy black panties (specifically a good ol' thong for all you pervs who'll wanna know~)

Go out with nipple clamps - So the clamps I have aren't super subtle and honestly not a fan of the idea of losing them sooo gonna use a couple of small clothing pegs I have that will definitely be coming off some point in the night~

Go around with a toy blasting at random - Yessss absolutely~!! Planning on having a vibe in me anyways soooo~

Go without panties and a bra - Well with the dare below in mind I'm gonna have a pair of panties sooo~

If you wear panties then take them off during the night either in front of others or alone and give them to a lucky guy - I was definitely planning on "losing" them at some point but to give them away, yesss~!!

Flash your pussy or ass at random people driving by - Already planning on flashing and tbh I usually end up showing off to Uber drivers on my way home but I'm definitely gonna flash a couple other drivers too~

Flirt hard with a guy and then blue ball him as you leave for another man or girl - Mmm what a delicious lil dare and something I always love doing, so much so just reading it has already given me an idea of just what I'm gonna do~

Going out with a buttplug in your ass and if covering pussy wearing a pastie - Mmmm okay~! The plug was already planned but using a pastie is a fun idea~

Walk around after getting creampied in that outfit with the cum leaking down your legs - Mmmm now now you're gonna make me feel like a lil slut if you keep up with dares like these~

Walk around with cum on your cleavage - I absolutely adore this lil dare and have plenty of ideas how I'm gonna do it~

Go trick or treating, the trick is you flash your pussy, the treat is you flash them big beautiful sweater puppies - I can't lie here, dares like this get me alllll hot and bothered, I adore the creativity most of all~

#dare tracker #Halloween

24 notes · View notes

spopsalt · 20 days

Text

Honestly while Rick and Morty has a million flaws (I enjoy it despite the flaws) at least they know that one big gesture doesn't make up for consistent abuse. An example I would like to use is when Rick sacifrices himself for Morty in "A Rickle In Time" You may know about this if you are or were in the Rick and Morty fandom, but if you do not know, I'll tell you. So to make a long story short, Rick, Morty, and Summer's time was messing up, everytime they were uncertain about something, they would create a feedback loop, making their time more unstable and therefore more dangerous. They had to put time collars on so their time will be stable again. Rick broke them so Rick had to fix the collars. He suceeds in him and Summer's collar, Summer puts hers on and therefore she is safe. She goes back to stable time so now it's just Rick and Morty. Morty tells Rick that his collar is broken, Rick originally brushes it off saying he fixed it and to just put it on, but Morty insists that it's broken.

Rick told Morty to bring it here so he can fix it but then Morty fell down a hole created by the unstablity of the time. Rick screamed Morty's name and just looked down the hole. He looks around and jumps in the hole to get Morty. If those of you that don't know, there's infinite Ricks and Mortys, so Rick could've just gotten another Morty, but chose not to. He grabs onto Morty and tells Morty to give him his collar, Morty said that he dropped it. Rick looked worried, looked around, then, gave Morty his collar, saving Morty's life over his. And his choosen last words were "I'm ok with this, be good Morty. Be better than me." Now of course he sees the collar Morty dropped and turned out to be fine, but for the moment he was 100% willing to save Morty's life over his.

Now was this a selfless act? Yes, absolutely. Should he have done it? Yes. Does this scene makes me cry? .....Admittidly yes. Does it make up for the consistent emotional abuse Rick inflicts on Morty? No. Now if this was another show *cough* spop *cough* This would mean that everything Rick did to Morty is ok! But no, he's still called out mutiple times and his behavior doesn't change after this, (I mean it does but not for a few seasons) I like that it actually shows that one big grand gesture does not make consistent abuse ok, that should be obvious, butttt a certain show *cough* spop *cough* seems to not get that.

Another show I'd like to praise for this is Bojack Horseman. Bojack does do big gestures, and while these are sweet, none of them solve the root of his problems, the root of his toxicity. He saves Todd from an improv group (Long story makes sense in context) and gives a legitmentally heartwarming speech about how when Todd first moved in with Bojack and thanked him for letting him stay with him, Bojack didn't hate himself, which is not something he feels often. Now while this was sweet, he doesn't bother to try and solve the root of his toxicity with Todd, and is still consistently horrible towards him, and Bojack says it perfectly "The big gesture isn't enough, you have to be consistent and that is so hard"

Now with that, all I want to say is that I love how those two shows acknowledge that big gestures don't make up for consistent abuse, we can find them sweet, but we must notice that unless the behavior changes, these big gestures really don't mean much. It's a really mature perspective for these shows to take, unlike another certain show *cough* spop *cough*

With that, how does spop handle big gestures? Well Catra saves Glimmer, now the best friend squad goes over to save Catra because she saved Glimmer, now when they get Catra she imminetally regresses and yells at Adora for insulting her, and calls her an idiot which Adora again interenlizes, yippe! Now do they regonize that while her saving Glimmer was sweet, that doesn't mean that they have to put up with her? Nope! Adora vents to Glimmer about it as she should, but Glimmer just brushes it off saying that Catra wasn't going to instantly become a different person, but Adora said she thought Catra would at least try, and Catra doesn't, she never thanks Adora for risking her life to save her, she never stops her abuse of Adora, and she is still horrible to Adora. And they still put up with her again because she holds Adora's hand and asks her to stay.

I know I'm comparing a kid's show with 2 adult shows, but kid's show have the oppurtunity to be incredibly mature, and that's what the stans always call it. But it shouldn't be teaching kids that "If you're consistently horrible, it's ok as long as you do some big grand gesture to show how much you care!" It's just an incredibly harmful message to send to kids, and if you teach kids this I can imagine them very easily falling into a toxic relationship.

So my final point, while you can appreciate grand gestures and find them sweet, those gestures don't mean much if they do not put in the work to change, you can't just forgive someone just because they did some big grand gesture for you if they don't at least attempt to change the way they treat you.

#spop salt #anti spop #spop discourse #spop critical #spop crit #anti catra #spop criticism #anti c//a #anti catradora #antic//a

9 notes · View notes

imabillyami · 27 days

Note

Hii I I'm back 😂

Okay so I would not have guessed English was not your first language 👀😳 you are doing amazingly well!

21 parts!! *fainting* I'm sooo happy to hear that haha Please please in your words - get over yourself and post that stupid (not stupid) chapter 4 😂 - I say this in the most loving and polite way possible 😁🥰 butttt obviously what I really mean is don't stress about it too much and post only when you're happy and comfortable with it (we'll be patiently waiting 😊). I'm glad to hear you're excited for the rest of it though!! 😁

On another note... My curiosity got the better of me 😆 Gentle Cottagecore Emoji Asks 🌱🥛🍯🐄🌳🐓🐇🌲🥞⛰️ answer as many as you like

(as always no pressure to respond) 😊

🐨

Hi Aussie anon friend 🥰

Took me a while to get to your message (April is this crazy busy month for me every single year, but in a mostly positive way), but here we are.

Yeah, the writing thing is delicate and very fickle. But I've been writing for 15+ years at this point and it rarely stresses me out anymore. I just gotta do things in my own time and remind myself from time to time to trust the process. We'll get there, always do in the end. Patience is key.

Thanks for sending those emoji asks, I'll be answering them under the cut 💕

Hugs to you 💜🌻

🌱 Seedling: What is a scent you find relaxing?

Sandalwood & the scent of the air when you walk through the woods after heavy rain

🥛 Milk: What is a food you find comforting when you are sad?

I dealt with some stuff in the past, so I’m not an "eat my feelings away" person anymore these days, and I’m really trying to prevent finding comfort in food or spending money when I feel sad, so I don’t have a specific food. In fact, I really struggle with eating when I’m sad these days, a complete 180 from when I was younger.

🍯 Honey: What is one thing you like about yourself?

Personality wise - my kindness. A lot of people think I’m faking that or playing it up, but I’m genuinely not. I just don’t see the point in making anyone’s life harder or miserable when I can spend my time putting smiles on people’s faces and leave them with good memories instead. Physically - probably my eyes. I like the dark color of them and the way people tell me I have kind eyes. So that.

🐄 Cow: What is one other tumblr blog you really appreciate?

Picking one is impossible, really, cause we’re all here for different reasons and good at different thing and I’m just glad we get to share this space together and love the thing we love.

I’d like to shout out some of my dear friends though. Tay @taydaq for her incredible art and being an all around lovely person who’s always there for others.

Mahi @mahi-wayy / @bangazaii for being a complete sweetheart and our lovely fic writing sessions and idea spitballing sessions / rarepair shenanigans in our dms.

Shanie @shanie-the-komania-toyaddict for always being there when shit gets rough and calling me out on my bullshit, but never judging (& also writing the most beautiful kayfabe compliant steenerico fic + side stories).

Carla @samijey for providing me/us with the most beautiful gifs and the most gorgeous writing (and giving me a chance when it was easier not to).

And last but not least my dear friend E. @bremmommye who’s been my friend and comfort person in & out of the internet for many years by now and who I miss dearly cause we rarely ever get to see each other in "real life" (that's what living on opposite ends of the same country and being busy does).

I love all my moots and my followers and all the people I follow who don’t follow me back, but these people are the ones that have carved out that extra bit of space in my heart for themselves and made themselves a forever home in some shape or form. Sorry, didn’t mean to get that mushy, but I really love talking about my friends.

🌳 Tree: What is one thing in your future you are looking forward towards?

Honestly, it goes hand in hand with the answer above, I think. Being able to watch the people I adore, family, friends, acquaintances, strangers I have yet to meet, grow and evolve and live authentic lives that they’re feeling happy and fulfilled with. That’s what makes me happy - seeing the people around me happy.

🐓 Chicken: What is a comfort movie/show for you?

Sooo many. But one constant is The Princess Bride. Another one is The Breakfast Club. Grey’s Anatomy (very early seasons), Skam, Legally Blonde and more recently Heartstopper. I could go on and on, there’s a whole lot of them.

🐇 Bunny: What’s a song that you really like?

If you could see my music library - it’s WILD. And I love every single song. I listen to music basically every single minute I’m awake and able to. So picking one song - good god. I’ll give you my 5 most recent played ones.

Thoughts of a child - The Lathums

Dublin in Ecstasy - Inhaler

Dreams - The Snuts

I bet you look good on the Dancefloor - Arctic Monkey

Poundshop Kardashians - Sam Fender

🌲 Pine: Do you prefer the cold, or the heat?

The heat. Don’t love the heat, but I can stand it a lot better than being cold.

🥞 Pancake: What is your favorite breakfast food?

Not a big breakfast person, don’t have a sweet tooth either (not anymore I should say), so probably something savory. I had this yummy grilled veggie & hummus on rye bread breakfast sandwich when I was traveling the other day, that one came to mind. On a normal day, I’ll just have a cup of tea (no sugar, no milk alternative), a handful of almonds, and a banana or an apple to hold me over till lunch. But yeah, if I’m going for actual breakfast, I prefer savory over sweet.

⛰️ Mountains: Would you rather live in the mountains, city, beach, or the forest?

Grew up living near the forest and spending a lot of time playing in the woods as a kid, lived in a couple a large cities over the years, now living close to the mountains, but still in general vicinity of the city (albeit a smaller one), I’m really enjoying being able to go for a hike in the mountains if I need to catch a break. Reconnecting with nature and the quiet from time to time is real nice.

#lovely anon #anon #asks #m answers #replies #ask game #ask games #tw ed #🐨

10 notes · View notes

zayne-snowman · 18 days

Note

[ texts Zayne ]

Dr. Zayne.

I wish I was your stethoscope or something.

At least that instrument gets more attention than me.

Maybe I should be a cat? So that I can scare off @rafayel-fishie ( he's making me work alot and also underpaying me ) and also get your attention.

Dr. Zayne, also could you please give me the privilege to see your beautiful face.

Send me your selfies.

I think my wallpaper feels rather lonely.

And me as well.

Give me simping material aka your photos.

From now on, I identify as a certified Dr. Zayne simp.

What? I can tell from here, you are gonna say I'm being dramatic butttt what is love if you can't even show your loved one the love you hold for them.

Perhaps you are busy, but just remember you can always confide yourself in my arms and I'll embrace you listening to all your worries and tensions. - 🌷

Like my stethoscope, I always carry you near my heart. You have no reason to be jealous.

You have my approval on the cat transformation. I only see benefits.

You have so many pictures of me already. I think we should take some together instead.

What is a "simp"?

I'm here if you need me too. I'll always answer as quick as I can.

#dr zayne - rp #asks #🌷 anon #zayne-snowman #secret note: he doesn't even know what simp means even though he has so many *sigh*

12 notes · View notes

inaaya-goddess-of-dimensions · 4 months

Text

Trapped Online pt3- end of our loved one...

Inaaya: well now what?

Saraya: we have to wait untillll- *shots the arrow in a goat* AHA! *slides down the hill, takes the shot arrow out too* That's how u catch a goat,

Sorah: ur good at archer sis,

Saraya: *spins the arrow around with her hands and smiles* it was lucky of me to aim that shot not all people wouldn't get the shot butttt~ since my annoying brother came along and miss the first shot-

Sorah: DID NOT!

Saraya: oh really? you always miss the shot that's why i don't let u touch my bow or arrows...even my swords and that.....ANY OTHER WEAPON U TOUCH UR SO- *bows down quickly* King XY.....

King XY: very impressive shot Saraya, Archer is one of the key goals of being a hunter,

Saraya: *stands up* Thanks Xy...

King XY: now come along derek is waiting for 3 of yous.

Saraya: *tilts her head and walks* come on!

Inaaya: *sighs*

Sorah: *in the castle* H-HEY! DEREK!

Saraya: hey der,

Derek: hey u guys^^ how's it going with archer???

Inaaya: good i am still learning- *gets a arrow and bow and fires the arrow up to the ceiling* -whoops...

King XY: *gives Inaaya the glare 1 second turned away smiles* this task about being apart...it's ur goal task but since Inaaya is still learning our ways we better show them what's out the border.

Sorah: tsk seems fair to me.

King XY: and keep a eye on Glitch make sure he's not plan anything wicked, that goes the 3-I mean 4 of yous but Sorah sinces u said it was "Fair to me"? i want you to take Inaaya with you,

Sorah: HOLD UP, HOLD UP! -what?? no..no no!

King XY: *snarls and death glares at him*

Sorah: ugh fine c'mon kid let's find out what Glitch is doing....so much for being a non binary king.....*mutters to himself*

Inaaya: :< i'm not 5 anymore...

King XY: as ur new guardian figure i will do in my power to keep you self from harms way. are we clear?

Inaaya: Yes..Dama...

King XY: good^^ now i have another meeting to attend too, good luck.

Derek: okay, *holds the map while walking* so this is were we are the kingdom right now so,

Sorah: *takes a look at the map* Guards open the gates it's ur commander derek coming through to protect the kingdom!

(they lower down the shields)

Inaaya: *half way gets through and sees the force of the shield* um...

Saraya: *turns around* come on Inaaya it's okay just take my hand.

Inaaya: *unsure face looks back at guards too* k-kay....*takes Saraya's hand and comes out the shield* woah,

Saraya: Told youuu~ now let's catch up to the boys, *Saraya and Inaaya chases after them* so is this were the place of XY told us?

Derek: H-huh. oh right be careful, i'll stay here keep a look out Inaaya and Sorah slowly go in there were not if anyone's in there or not,

Sorah: okay come on Ina...*goes in there slowly and chats to Inaaya* so Inaaya i haven't really have the time to talk to you about your world, what do u do for a living?

Inaaya: Well go to my high school learn about...Confusing, weird, fantasy, stuff....

Sorah: oh cool whatt aboutttt-ur family???

Inaaya: oh well my dad works in the shop but is stressed out at times doesn't have time to listen to me....but he still loves me with all his heart....but my mom she never cared only thing she does is lie and bloody blame me and abuse me for everything.....

Sorah: any close people in ur family then?

Inaaya: i had one family member but there....."gone"....

Sorah: *stops walking in shock turns his back* w-what?....oh that's *starts waling while not paying close attention* terrible dude i'm sorry i-i didn't know you have a tough life.

Inaaya: sure wa- Sorah stop!

Sorah: Yeah i know but-

Inaaya: UR GONNA BASH U-

Sorah: OW! *bangs head*

Inaaya: that....

Sorah: *rubs hand on his forehead* look, isn't this dime uni's shipwreck?...that was crushed many many years ago now....

Inaaya: really-i...SORAH LOOK OUT!!!!!!

Sorah: *quickly turns around, gets knocked out by Glitch*.....

Inaaya: SOR-ah...*looks into glitches eyes in fear then comes off the fear and stands up for themself* GET.AWAY.FROM. meehh! *grabs them by the face*

Glitch: *looks directly at there eyes while glow glitchy eyes when it turn a bit dark* you seem like a nice kid, so what's my ex planning now to get rid of me? enthusiastic of him to you that, heh...but you have nothing to worry about sweetheart.

Inaaya: What do u wa-nt....

Glitch: well i am going to take u away....for ur safety, Inaaya you know i'm not the bad guy? *chuckles*

Inaaya: LIES! i know ur Treats GLITCH!

Glitch: *pushes them down onto the floor, starts going around them in circles too* look at u stupid heroes, WEAK! that's all i can say...they keep everything secret even to you cause my ex knows something that you don't....

Inaaya: What's that??? *Glitch whispers to they're ears* ....*completely shocked* WHAT!? t-they knew....

Glitch: *nods head smirks Inaaya weirdly* it was more of death no happi-ACK!!! *gets kicked in the face by Saraya*

Saraya: STAY AWAY FROM THEM GLITCH! *to Inaaya* Get right behind me....*gets spear out* i'm not afraid of this monster......

Glitch: all of you call us "Monsters"? well...*stops smiling* I̵͉͇̭̣̻͍̋̄̆̓́̊̿̽͐̅'̷̡̳̹͔̯̦͉̰̼͕̰̪̂̎̒l̶͙̿́͗̉̆l̷͍̺̚ ̶̢̢̜͇͇͓̙̘̯̝̰̩̗̖͋ş̷̧̝͖͔̮̜͔̱̫̻̳̤̖͆͑̌̈́͑̀̌̐͆͐͝ḥ̷̢͔͌̋͂̆̄̚o̷̩̥̰̐̒̓͆̅̏͠͝͝ẅ̴̨̝̭̬̖̰̹̈́ ̷̨̌̾̒͑͐̓̉̾̐͛͠ÿ̸̢̧̜͇̗́̄̒̓̒̿̒̅͆̍ọ̴͇̘̲̋̍̾̇̏̉̕̚͝ű̶̫͉͈̫̟̟̮̦̹̬̠̫͖̳̋̔̄̇̚͝ ̴̛̮̳̟̖͚̖̦̟̩̖͙̝̠́͂̇͂̒̓̅̆̆͝ͅö̸̢̭̖̠̘̻̦̩̘̫̪̮̇̋̐͊̔̔̑̈́͂̅͝͝ͅn̵̮͇̥̟̥͈̥͚̥͙̹̥̝̫̉̏͌͑̽͐̈e̶̦͓̜̰̣̺͌̑͐͗̀̂͘.̶̨̪̏́̽́͒͋̄͜.̷̤̟̭͙͍̭̖̞̟̤͍̘͕̹̓.̷̖̤̺͈̺̭̝̟̞̊ͅͅ.....

Saraya: INAAYA RUN! *right behind Inaaya while locks the door behind her* omg..r u okay?! did he touched u!

Inaaya: I'm fine now thanks to u...*pants*.....

Glitch: *bangs on the door* open the door~ Saraya don't you want to find out about your parents?....

Saraya: no...Inaaya get under the desk...

Inaaya: What about you.

Saraya: aren't i meant to protect you? *smiles back at Ina and faces the door*

Glitch: *smashes the door* ỏ̸̧̱̱̗́̐̎̕͘ĥ̶̳̥͋̂̈́ḩ̵̡͎͓̯̲̾͠ ̵͙͈̩͕̤̹̑͋̉ͅS̷̳̜̙̲̗͆a̵̞͈̟͉͓̍́͐̂̔́̎̚r̷̩̥̈́̓̓͛̕á̸̛̹̲̣̗̬̠̝͕̓̃͗̚ỹ̷̨̗̱̻͖̙̺̈̿̉͛̋a̴̱̰̪͍͇̳̮͛̏̈́̈́̿͘ ̷͕̈́y̷̛̩̥͎͇̥͐̿́ǫ̶̮͕͓̳̠̑̓̅u̷̢̜̒̊̋̅̌ ̷̪̞̖͑͘ẁ̸̡͈̖̥̹̋̏ͅe̷̺͖͈͖͑̈́̅͋r̵̡͆̃̂͌ē̸̫͗͂͗̄͋̚ ̵̜̼̤͑̈ą̸̦̺̓̐̎̆̾͒̅l̶̬͔͎̜̼̱̍̔͜ẇ̴̰̦̖̆̑͐̑̒͗à̷̫̯̃̀̚y̸̬̜̗͔̫͔͐̀͂͘͠ͅs̵̡̢̬̚ ̴̥͗̿́̈́ț̶̆̊͝h̷̖͙̹̺̯͌̂̍̏̄̇e̶̮͝ͅ ̵̭͐b̷̨̝̞̂r̷̤̝̺̆̋į̵͕̫͉̫̙̞͊g̷̭̬̯̥̬͉̺̞͠ḧ̴͙̮̞̲͕́̓̀̌̅ẗ̴̪̱͚̙̖̠́͊̾̔̍͋ë̵̩͓̣͒͒̂s̸̞̥̜̆̐͘͝ţ̷̢̧̥̰̃̀.̵̡̫̘̦͓̊̄͗͘.̴̢͚̖̥̳̓͊̽̂̓̀̕.̶̡̫̞̤̖̌̓.̸͎̱͇͐̓̊͜

Saraya: *charges at Glitch* HAHHHHHHH!!!!!! *gets chocked by glitch* !?

Glitch: -t̶̪̘͛̓̈́͗͗͐́͜͝ö̵͕̬̥̺́̓ͅő̶͎̃̋̏̈́ ̸̫̖̮̟̞̬̼̳̂̃̄̄̾̎̿b̸͔̥̮̱̱͋̋̍͊͑̽ả̵̛͖̬̠͙̯̞́̐͒d̴̛̲͇̮̗͆̿͑͜͜ ̴̲̆ẙ̸̟̳̼͖̐͋ͅo̵̲͛̀͂u̵̡̱͖̞̓̂̈́̃́͠͝ ̸̦͖̽̓w̵̫̦͍̭̬̜͔̒a̵͚̯̤̟͙̔͂̆͝͠n̸̹̉̉̾t̸̨̝̗̀̎̚ ̴͓̱̫̮̯̯͆́͝h̵͕̱̋̏̒͗̄̉a̶̧̧̜̼̼̲̣͋͛̐͋̑v̷̢̧̝͍̼͓̤̘̎́̍̃ę̵̌̒̀͠ ̴͓̼͎̬̮̝̔̃̒́̏a̴̡̢̦̤͈̯͐ ̷̦͇̕l̶̙̤̯̆̂͜i̶͈͒̚f̶̫̜̠͓̜̏͊e̴̟̼͓̤̟̬̱̺̓ ̸̛̝̠̙̜͉̠̇̃̄ͅȧ̸̢͍̤̗̻n̶̼̬͌̈́͗͋y̴̰̫̍̿̕m̴͚̬͚͌̔̒̕̕͜ǫ̵̡͈͖̬̩͉̜̿͑̅̀̀̏̎r̴̩̫͉̪̝͍̮͛̍͑e̶̛̥̫̻͙̲̲̓͊̀̽̂̃.̸̠̞̫͔̻͗̌̾̑̀̎͝.̸̨͖̬̒̀̀̄͗͜͝.̵̢͙̱̙̦͙̲̍̑͗̆͜.̶̧̧͖̺̭͉̻̽h̵̖͔̹̞̊͛͐͋̓̏̕m̵̛̠͈͔̟̠̐̀͐͒͘,̶̞̆͂̀́̉̕.̸̳̞̽̐͂̾̎͐.̸̦̋̿̚.̸̬̤͚̜̲̘̽̎̕ͅ.̴͍̑͝.̴̛̰̻͔̱̻̬̥̖͊L̸̨̪̮̩̰͇̙͔̋͐Į̸̠̦̺͓̲̬̒͒͋̐͐̅Ḡ̶͍̭͙͇̻̥̪̥̍̑͘͝͝H̵̛̫̃̏̏͌͒̄͘T̶͔͚̣̫̎̔͛̃̉͌̄͠S̷̡̛͉͕̱̗̈́ ̸̣̬̖͕̓͗͐̆̀̿O̷͇̎Ǘ̴̱̥̎͠Ť̸̖̰̱͇͖̱̼͔́̍̍́!̵͎́́͘͜ *stabs her and was bleeding badly*

Saraya: i-....*coughs out blood*

Inaaya: *trauma*

Glitch: as for you my dear i forgot that, *whispers into they're ear* well it was fun knowing you little one~ but i-

Inaaya: *stabs Glitch with full rage and Glitchs bleeds out of black glitches* You are going to pay for this...

Glitch: *shocks at Inaaya and vanishes*

Inaaya: *drops the knife in tears and goes over to Saraya* Inaaya was crying* Sar..pls! i need you.....everyone needs u ur like my sister i never had....

Saraya: I-Inaaya car-Ray my spear....it will...ugh guide you and tell derek i'm sorry to sorah I- UGH!...love that stupid idiot....and you...don't lose Ho-PE! i-i....tell XY thanks for being....my non binary parent.....Ah....*touches Inaaya face* I-i lov....*passes away*

Inaaya: *cries rapidly* Y-You what?.....SARAYA!!!

Derek: SARAYA!!! INAAYA!!!!! Sar- *gasp in shock* you....

Inaaya: D-Derek it isn't what it looks like i sw-

Derek: YOU LITTLE BRAT YOU FUCKING EMO GOTH LIKE FREAK GO TO HELL-

King XY: *appears* DEREK THAT'S ENOUGH!!! Inaaya u ok-

Inaaya:....

King XY: oh Saraya....*grabs Saraya's body* HOSPITAL NOW!

Derek: *grabs Sorah*

Inaaya:....*in hospital* King XY....is it my fau-

King XY: -NO...no...i shouldn't have ever let you guys there alone.....if it weren't for glitch...

Inaaya:....

Doctor: *goes up to Xy and Derek*

Derek: HOW'S SARAYA!?

Doctor: can we talk over here....

*tells them*

King XY: *tears rushes down and punches the wall softly*

Derek: *sits down in trauma and cries lot*.....

Nurse: excuse me?

Inaaya: yes, may i help you?

Nurse: i am sorry sweetheart but....ur friend......passed away.....i'm so sorry for your loss of losing her...

Inaaya: *gets really traumazied* N-no...*voices in they're head, flash backs* N-No.....*looks at Saraya's getting covered up looking at the glass window and snaps....* SARAYA!!!!! *tries to open the door but 2 nurses stop them*

Nurse: PLEASE CALM DOWN!!! SOMEONE HELP US OVER HERE!

Inaaya: Let me GO!!! *opens the door and garbs Saraya's hand tries not to let go of her hand* NO LOST A PERSON! ONCE I'M NOT LOSING HER TOO! SARAYA!!!! WAKE UP PLEASE! *shakes her corpse* I'M BEGGIN YOU!!*cries*

King XY: *grabs Inaaya* INAAYA LET'S GO!

Inaaya: NO I KNOW SARAYA'S ALIVE!!! *King XY takes them away and Inaaya grabs something that belongs to Saraya*......SARAYA!!!!

King XY: *chucks them out the room* INAAYA! *furiously raises his voice* INAAYA MUKHTAR ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!!!!!!!!?????

Inaaya: NO!!!! SARAYA ALIVE I JUST- *gets slapped in the face by XY*.....

King XY: *realises what they done* I-Inaaya...i...

Inaaya: Fuck u XY.....

King XY: *tries to hug in open arms* Inaaya i-

Inaaya: *back off slowly* you lied to me....

King XY: what you mean? i didn't lie to anyone....

Inaaya: HOW DID YOU KNOW MY NAME!?

King XY: well because i-

Inaaya: -YOU KNEW ABOUT MY COUSIN NADIA DIDN'T YOU!?!?!?!

King XY: ....

Inaaya: ANSWER ME THEN!!!

King XY: OKAY FINE YES I DID KNOW HER!!!!!

Inaaya: that's what i thought "liar"....*runs off*

King XY: INAAYA WAIT!!!!!

(meanwhile glitch)

Glitch: *in shower* ack! F̶̻͇̊̓̎̄ư̵͓͗̄̓̑͋̿ĉ̴̜͂̐̌͑́k̶̢̛͉̼̼̃̑̈͊́ĩ̵̟̺̹̗́̏̎͜n̴̢̰̋g̴͇̖͖͉͊̿̽͑͝ ̴̨̙̦͓͚̔ş̷̧̗̮̪̥̄h̷̛̻̹̓̾į̴̘̯͍͓͍̫̳̍́t̵̨̛̰̩̩̹͙̪̆͂̎̈́́t̷̰̜̂͐y̴̨̙̦̻̋ knife...*garbs knife from back and puts it down while it's bloody* it was worth it....ah...Dark Aya is a brave soul but mostly pride in that heart....heh....next plan.....

(meanwhile Inaaya)

Inaaya: *watching everyone at the funeral* Sorah?....

Sorah: *sees sorah after woken up after 2 days and hugs derek cries in his shoulders too*

Derek: *comforts Sorah* I'm sorry....it's okay...

Rockbat: *comforts Sorah*

Inaaya: *looks at XY and they were making a speech*

???: Today we lost someone in our lives.....(keeps going on) and Saraya's last words were Inaaya come to make a speech....

Derek: *everyone was still sitting down and derek was about to get up but sorah stopped him*

Inaaya: *shy* goes up stage.....hey......i'm Inaaya you all kinda know me...but Saraya was the many people i trusted to be with.... i'm sorry if ur gone.....*gives back the mic* I'm sorry i can't- *runs away crying and leaves the funeral* OH SARAYA!!! I'm sorry.....

(meanwhile the funeral)

???: i know it is the end of our loved one but have faith and hope for her.

King XY: *takes the mic* hello? i would like to make a toast. to Saraya!

(everyone lifted there glass)

Everyone: TO SARAYA! *starts drinking the glass of wine*

King XY: *leaves the funeral to find Inaaya* INAAYA! Ina- there you are...

Inaaya: GO AWAY XY!!!!

King XY: listen i know it's har-

Inaaya: *chuckles* HARD? OH NO NO.....IT'S MORE THEN HARD.....Death is the only thing i know of.....

King XY: Wait- it's about Nadia....yes i did lie about me meeting her she always had a pure heart of gold that's like a angel, but before her passing i heard she got r@ped couple of years ago.....that's were it ended her....completely.......

Inaaya: *shocks* i-....

King XY: but i found out you were here...even glitch knew the story and met Nadia across time, and one day nadia said that please tell Inaaya i loved her.

Inaaya: *cries over it and runs up to hug Xy* i'm so sorry i told you to fuck off......i-i'm sorry.....

King XY: It's like with Dark aya i wish dark aya come back from dead....so shall we go?

Inaaya: i am staying here i am not going back to the funeral because of Derek and Sorah.....they maybe think it was me.....

King XY: i told them it wasn't you it was glitch....

Inaaya: Hey Dama?

King XY: yes,

Inaaya: when Glitch was about to vanish i stabbed him in the back....

King XY: WAIT WHAT?! Glitch!? no one ever gets near to him...or stabbed him in our lives ur the first.

Inaaya: damn...i got so much to learn-

(after the funeral)

Derek: *looks at the sunset at his bed-side window*

Inaaya: *knocks on the door* hey Inaaya can i come in?

Derek: yeah...about what i said to you back there i didn't mean it...

Inaaya: listen Saraya is gone i know but you somethings to remember by of-

Derek: -no, nothing is going to remind of her...our marriage is done....*twirls the ring*

Inaaya: isn't that the same ring were Saraya and you got-

Derek: *takes off ring* here it's yours....

Inaaya: WAITTT! what no Derek....i'm sure saraya's still in there...

Derek: *slams table* GET.OUT.

Inaaya:....*walks out with the ring of derek's* i wish things couldn't change.....

King XY: *going through some pictures of Dark Aya* stupid GLITCH!

The harder we try the more we can get back up

Derek: *anger and starts smashing stuff* ARHHH!

More anger we get how do we even know if were going to be okay?

Sorah: *crying at sister's grave* I'M SORRY SAR!

The more tears will burst out he more sadness comes to ur mind.....

Inaaya: well heh i'm going change that...i'm coming for you glitch.....be ready......

Tbc.....

#trapped online #End of our loved one #to3 #inaaya #saraya #captain derek #Sorah

10 notes · View notes