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arysbruv · 2 months

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You were a relatively newer student. You normally kept to yourself but you always dreamt of being friends with the main trio, especially with the infamous Suguru Geto. Yet, he always seemed to hate you, even when you openly showed you felt the opposite.

pairings: suguru geto x f!reader

warnings and whatnots: ITS GOJOVERR ‼️‼️ Reconciliation, fluff after angst because I feel bad. End of series!!

chapters!

Chapter 1 : are we still friends? Chapter 2 : can we be friends? Chapter 3 : Sorry, not sorry. Chapter 4 : Green looks good on you. Chapter 5 : Runaway. Chapter 6 : [CURRENTLY READING]

shoko 🚬 : y/n where are you?

shoko 🚬: y/n???

shoko 🚬: what happened r u okay?

shoko 🚬: why is suguru crying

bing!

suguru 💔: I’m sorry.

You glance at the notification, sniffling. You sat croucee on the toilet seat of a random cafe, eyes red from the hours crying. A knock on the door pulls you from your thoughts.

“Taken..” You croak out, voice hoarse from the crying.

“y/n, it’s me, Shoko…”

The soft and caring voice wills your legs to move and opens the door. Shoko stands in front of you, concern evident in your eyes. She scans your body, a small sigh leaving her as she hugs you. You melt in her embrace.

•

“She ran away?!” Satoru asks incredulously, watching his friend pace around the hotel room. Suguru moved about, wiping his eyes that stung from the harsh rejection he just earned.

How stupid! He was an idiot to think that the girl he was mean to for months would suddenly accept his love confession. What was this; An enemies to lovers book?

“Why? Oh god why did I say that?” Suguru mumbles to himself, finally sitting down on the bed beside Satoru, head in his hands.

bing!

the OGS

shoko 🚬: we’re in the hotel room

shoko 🚬: y/n’s a mess.

shoko 🚬: Good news, y/n likes you! bad news, she’s scared to admit it because she accidentally rejected you.

Suguru reread the message, over and over again, the phone in his hand almost breaking from the strength of his grip. Satoru takes his phone, reading the message so it properly processes in Suguru’s head.

“Congrats, she likes you!” Satoru says, tilting his head, waving the message in Suguru’s face.

Suguru didn’t know what to say. He grabs the phone from Satoru, earning a scowl from him.

“What do I do? She didn’t ruin anything!” Suguru says almost loudly, shocked eyes trained on Satoru.

Satoru’s eyes glimmered, a plan formulating in his mind. A smirk gathered upon the white haired boy’s face. He stands up, grabbing the car keys from the bedside table, he walks to the door, peering over his shoulder to see Suguru still sat on the bed. He sighs, giving a smile to the long haired boy.

“Come on, let’s go shopping.”

•

“Where are we going?” You ask Shoko as she brings you down the cold street. You shiver.

Shoko doesn’t answer you, her steps getting faster as she rounds the corner. You frown. Was she leading you to a bar? Was she suggesting for you to drink your problems away? Wouldn’t be that much of a surprise since she drowns out her own issues with smokes. Maybe you did need a drink, just to get away from everything and everyone.

After the whole fiasco pertaining to Suguru Geto, you quite literally wanted to run away and never face him again. If it meant going to learn with Nanami and Haibara in the class below you, that would be what you would do. At least they wouldn’t shame you for something like falling in love. A part of you longed to be with him yet you were weary fo his intentions. Did he truly love you?

Suguru watched from inside the cafe as you came closer. Flowers in hand. Roses, plain but he thought maybe you would like something plain and basic in the world of chaos and unknowns. Yet, just to be sure he also put a few of your favourite flowers in the bouquet. He heard you mention it to Shoko once as you all walked past a flower garden when you first came to Jujutsu High. He wiped his hands on his pants, glancing at Satoru who sat at the side, giving him a small thumbs up.

He hoped this work. He didn’t understand why he was trying so hard to win your affection but what he knew was that he wanted you and wanted to be yours. If it wasn’t him, he didn’t want it to be anyone else.

You rounded the corner, trailing behind Shoko like a lost puppy. He tilts his hand. Even after crying for seemingly hours, you were still gorgeous.

He gulps. What if you were too good for him?

”Suguru?” You say as you enter the empty cafe, Shoko quickly bee-lining to Satoru who sat at the side. The cafe was void of noise, you could hear the crickets from outside. It was cozy and small, only one worker behind the counter. You recognised them. Nanami?

Your eyes finally properly land on him, taking in his full appearance. His outfit was different from the one this morning, it looked cleaner and more formal. A black button up shirt tucked into straight cut black pants. His hair neatly combed back. He looked so handsome. A tint of red starts forming on your face as you stare at him, failing to notice the flowers in his hands.

Embarrassment runs through you. Crap. Was he here to talk about the whole rejection thing? Truth be told, you didn’t know why you ran. You wanted to say that you liked him too but you couldn’t help but feel that maybe he was just joking around or prancing you. Yet, he looked so… genuine.

”y/n.” The sound of your name in his golden voice snaps you back to reality. You look to see he has gotten closer to you, close enough that you could notice his breathing pattern. Close enough that you could see the flowers in his hand tremble and shake slightly.

Flowers?

Your eyes glance over them. Roses, mixed in with a few of your favourites. How had he known your favourite. Did Shoko tell him? No, she had been with you for the whole time. You bet Satoru didn’t even try to remember what your favourite were so how did he know?

“y/n, I am here to lay down my heart to you and hope you accept it.” Suguru randomly says, bringing your attention to his face. He cringes at his own words.

His eyes slightly widen upon eye contact. Suguru’s neck starts heating up as his eyes meets you. Why was this so hard? He practiced this with Satoru.

“For the past few months, we have never been on the best of terms. It is true that I found you to be annoying and too clingy at times. Yet as I began to become closer to you, I realise that there was no one else I’d like to annoy me and cling to me,” He trails off, averting his eyes. He inhales, taking in a breath.

“You are as the Sun, something one truly cannot appreciate until they are gone and unfortunately, I have seen you gone before.” His eyes finally come back to yours, softening as he sees your eyes that were laced with confusion.

“Thus, again, I ask you, to please consider going on a date with me.” Suguru hands you to bouquet of flower, a rush of blood hitting his face.

You stare at him then at the flowers. Slowly, you will your hands to take it. Your face felt hot as you grabbed onto the stems of the flowers, covering your face slightly with the buds. You look back at Suguru.

He had just confessed to you, for the second time.

“Suguru, I-…” You started, unsure of what to say. Suguru smiles softly at you, the most soft and caring expression strung upon his face. It hit you like a truck.

He liked you.

You liked him.

“I’d love to go on a date with you.” You whisper quietly, looking to the side. You cringe, realising he might have not heard you as he remained silent. You slowly bring your eyes back to him, only to see him try and suppress a giant grin from forming on his face. He moves closer to you, hands on your shoulder.

“Thank you, love.” He says slowly, whispering in your ear. Your blood rushed. He moves back, smirking at you. You stare at him expectantly.

“So… are we done yet?” Satoru finally asks, breaking the silence, earning him a shove from Shoko. He stands up, glaring at her and stretching. Suguru rolls his eyes at Satoru. He would scold him but after the immense help from him, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

“Yes Satoru, we are done,” You say sweetly to him, a small smile coaxed on your face.

You look back at Suguru, who smiles at you as he watches Shoko and Satoru walk out the cafe. He moves towards you, grabbing your free hand. His fingers intertwining with yours.

“Thank you for giving me a chance.”

#suguru geto angst #suguru geto fluff #suguru x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu geto #geto x reader #suguru geto #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk fanfic

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ranhaitanisgf · 4 months

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congrats on 2k, hana <3 I would like to request a fluff scenario for "delinquent & class president" & "sneaking out to go on a date with them" with shinichiro <3

— shinichiro sano // delinquent & class president // sneaking out to go on a date

☆ ˎˊ˗ hiii key ! this was sooooo cute omg im sry this took so long my disappearance from tumblr was longggg 😭 i kind of didn't emphasize the class president and delinquent thing tooo much but its there if you squint lolol

☆ ˎˊ˗ wc ; 1.0k+

☆ ˎˊ˗ gn!reader implied

masterlist || 2k masterlist

“...are you sure you want to do this?”

“why not? you’re always telling me i need to loosen up more, right?”

“well yeah, but don’t you think this is kinda an extreme first step?” you took a moment to ponder on shinichiro’s words before responding.

“might as well, to be honest. i don’t really want to be home right now anyways. i’d much rather be with you.” you answered, smiling softly at the boy in front of you.

in any case, it might have been a bit of a risky move to still be outside your home twenty minutes after sneaking out of your bedroom, but you were completely sure that nobody would notice, so you weren’t too worried. you could tell by his somewhat worried expression that you hadn’t entirely convinced him, but you just dragged him along, swinging your connected hands back and forth.

“c’mon sano, show me something cool!”

“hey! i thought i told you not to call me that!” shinichiro whined, tugging you back. you turned around to face him, thinking that the somewhat displeased look on his face was rather cute.

“call you what, sano?” you teased, making him groan in response

“stop it! you sound so formal and i don’t like it!” you wrapped your arms around his neck, seeming to ponder something for a moment.

“fine, you win, shinichiro.” the lips you loved to kiss so much turned down into a pout, his hands moving to rest on your hips.

“you couldn’t have gone with something cuter? something like babe, honey, even sweet-”

“stop, before i change my mind!” you interrupted, rolling your eyes at the cheesy nicknames. “how about, i don’t know, we actually go somewhere?”

“leave it to me! just say the word and i’ll take you.” shinichiro said, his thumb jerking towards his bike. “this baby can take us to any place you want.”

you pondered for a moment, swaying back and forth a bit with shinichiro as you weighed different places.

“hm, what is there to do when sneaking out late? nothing’s open…” you murmured, thinking out loud. “we could go to the park, but if anyone saw me they would definitely think that i’m a good for nothing delinquent-ow! hey, i was joking!” you exclaimed, rubbing the spot on your forehead where shinichiro flicked you.

“so you’re saying i’m a good for nothing delinquent?! woow, and here i thought you loved me! oh my goodness! what ever will i do?!” you rolled your eyes at the dramatic performance from the boy in front of you, grabbing the flesh of his cheeks and squishing them together, (you found it cute how instead of complaining about it, he just looked at you the most love you’ve ever seen).

“you knowww i was just joking, shin! now take me somewhere! surprise me with your wily delinquent ways!” your demand was met with a laugh and ruffling of your hair from shinichiro.

“my wily delinquent ways, you say? hah, i guess i have no choice other than to fulfill your desires!” he teased, leading you to his bike. “this brilliant delinquent mind will think of a place to take you!” he plopped his spare helmet onto your head, bringing the strap under your chin to secure it properly.

looking at shinichiro up close was something that you would never get tired of; the darkness of night paled in comparison to his eyes, the inky shade so deep that you wished you could drown in it. contrasting the jet black color of his irises, the care and love that you could always find in his eyes was unrivaled, making it seem like you were the only person in the entire world, everything else fading into the background.

“what’re you thinking about?” shinichiro murmured, finishing clipping the strap for the helmet. it was strange how the two of you could go from teasing and having fun with each other to suddenly being soft and serious, but you didn’t mind it at all.

“mm, nothing much.” you answered, your lips upturned into a soft smile. you pecked him on his cheek, lips pressing against his skin for a bit longer than necessary before pulling away, taking a seat on his bike. “are we going to go?”

“jeez, and they call me a troublemaker. the real troublemaker is this little goody-goody!” shinichiro teased, seating himself in front of you and turning the key in the engine of his bike. his beloved motorcycle revved to life, rumbling softly in the background. “just so you know-”

“your bike is loud, shin! save the talking for when we aren't outside of my house still! let’s goooo-mmph?” the boy in front of you turned around quite suddenly, leaning forward and pressing his lips against yours. it was only for a moment, but just that moment was enough to keep more words from forming, your lips tingling as he leaned back again.

“(y/nnn), it’s not nice to interrupt people, y’know. i was gonna say i love you.” shinichiro pouted, turning back around and promptly ignoring you.

“wait, i’m sorryyyyy, i love you too!” despite your words, he kept ignoring you, kicking the kickstand back and beginning to drive. you wrapped your arms around his waist, propping your chin on his back as you tried to get his attention. “shinnn, i’m sorry! you have to admit, your bike is pretty loud, okay? hey, say something! i’m earnestly apologizing here!”

“hmph.”

“i’m not above tickling you, y’know.” you got no response at that, leading you to slowly poke his sides. you could see him shaking, but there was still no laughter or response, so you amped it up, full on tickling his sides.

“h-hey! do you, hah, do you want me to crash!?” he finally let out, laughs spilling out as he was driving.

“all you had to do was respond, so i’m happy now.” you responded, stopping your tickle attack and returning your arms to their position around his waist. he wasn’t going so fast that you had to hold on for any particular reason, but you liked to use it as an excuse to be close to him. resting your head against shinichiro’s back, the scenery of different buildings and cars flew by, the city lights filling your vision. the pretty sights combined with the faint beating of his heart that you could hear filled you with a sense of serenity; it was absolutely perfect.

yeah, you were pretty damn happy.

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sevikasangel · 1 year

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Tetella for your event can we get demon au but reader being a succubus and topping the arcane ladies? Dub-con would be nice but if it makes you uncomfortable ignore it! And congrats for 1k you're my mommy 🥳🥳🥳❤️

𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 !!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the ladies face a very sinful, tormenting visit from a naughty succubus who wants nothing but feasting from their pleasure

including: vi, sevika, cassandra, renata glasc, vayne.

— contains: n sfw, f!afab reader, top reader, sub/dom dynamics, bd / sm, praising, degrading, dub-con, overstimulation, use of toys, forced submission.

— a/n: my switch brain going brrrr in this. thank you so much for the request, sweetheart...and since i am your mommy, take your coat outside, or else you'll be cold. tetella...ok, that's super cute.

𝐕𝐈 ♡

vi did expect punishment in prison for being a troublemaker. throwing punches and drowning the face of another detainee in the boiling soup weren’t encouraged behaviors by the guards. she would usually get thrown into solitaire, get roughed up, and be beaten when the shift was harsher. it doesn’t matter. vi could take it. however, what she didn’t expect was to end up in this tormenting predicament.

the mystery surrounding the unknown aisle of the prison was well-known to the inmates. the ones who were sent there for misbehaving returned rather stunned and traumatized. their attitudes were cured. it always seemed as if someone had broken them into mere docile, leashed dogs. surely, they didn't want to return to wherever they were sent. they quivered at the slightest mention of aisle 666.

vi found out in the worst way possible what was truly kept in section 666. it was a high-security underground designed to imprison dangerous supernatural creatures, such as vampires, werewolves, demons of all classes…even this one succubus tormenting her right now.

vi was entirely stripped from clothes, her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and her thighs were bent on the knees as ropes secured them spread. it was quite cruel to expect her to beg you to stop pressing the vibrator against her clit with a ball gag in her mouth. she whined and whimpered, trying her best to squirm away from you. she could feel your breasts pressed against her back as your hand abused her soaking hole, the sloppy noises of her wetness filling the room. her eyes were glossy and wide, pupils dilated as she felt another upcoming orgasm growing in her core.

"come on now, sweetie. don't squirm too much, it'll be worse for you. can you feel this delicious vibe on your princess' parts while your new mistress abuses your slutty pussy? your pathetic whimpers are music to my ears. am i making you cum again? awww, poor little girl. gonna make you into my perfect bondage whore. the guards spoil me way too much…they always bring me the best girls!"

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 ♡

sevika was used to cheating whenever she gambled. her eyes were trained to scan the cards on the hand of each opponent. she threatened a waitress or two to peek over the shoulders of men and women who were bound to lose mountains of dirty money to her. with her influence, even if she was caught, nobody would be courageous enough to confront silco's right-hand woman. after all, her reputation of being the queen of zaun didn't appear from nowhere.

however, things didn't go according to plan when sevika attempted to trick a seemingly dumb and defenseless woman. an eye candy like this surely didn't belong there. easy money. easy fucking too. what she didn't expect is that she was messing with a gambling addict succubus that didn't take the loss very well. and cheating...oh, that was unacceptable. the red gleam in your eyes and the way your claws tapped against the wooden table would forever hunt her nightmares. the cold wolf-like grin on your lips was terrifying.

now it was too late for regrets as the same grin faced her. the bar was empty as the few people who were previously drinking felt terrified of the black fog that suddenly engulfed them. sevika was on top of the gambling table, arms chained on each side of her body. she grunted and cussed at the sensation of the cold breeze fanning against her bare wet pussy.

sevika cussed you out and growled as you passed the tip of your sharp-bladed knife around her nipples, teasing them as you watched them become perky. the heel of your free hand rubbed her clit as you used two digits to pump in and out of her, smirking as you felt her tight pussy squeezing your fingers, yearning, begging for more. sevika wanted to disappear whenever a pornographic pleasure moan escaped her. she wouldn't be caught dead admitting it, but she loved being used as your fucktoy.

"ugh, fucking bitch, i said i'll pay you back! do you really have to finger me like some disgusting pervert!? fuck! u-ungh...mmmm...shut the fuck up! i am not en-enjoying-...mmmmph...damn it. fuck. i will kill you when i'm out of here!"

𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 ♡

as a counselor, cassandra expects the citizens of piltover to respect her undeniable authority figure. the enforcers ensured the politicians were well-cared for, as no one wanted any scandals surrounding poor security. piltover was a city that breathed reputation and order. they would never allow themselves to be so sloppy. and usually, criminals feared doing anything against piltover’s powerful people. the big fish. they were well aware of what happened to those who stained their honor.

with that clarified. politicians would be careless sometimes. they were used to the feeling of being untouchable. sometimes they didn’t have to be accompanied by an enforcer to intimidate criminals. the invisible threat engulfed and shielded them as if they were in cold war. it was one of those days for cassandra. her day on the council had been quite exhausting. arguing and voting for projects were not what she needed in order to untangle her mind from her homely issues. she was stressed out and drained. and her job didn’t help. yes, it was indeed well-paying and she wouldn’t trade it for anything. she could use some vacations, though.

sighing, cassandra opened the door of her black car and slipped into the driver’s seat. her gloved hands stroked the steering wheel and she cussed under her breath. as soon as she pushed the key in order to activate the engines of her car, a hand came out of seemingly nowhere and pressed a chloroform-drenched rag against her face. she screamed beneath her assaulter’s hand, but it came out muffled. the counselor was caught by surprise, so she didn’t have any reflexes to defend herself. all she could hear were giggles and shushing noises as the world around her became black.

when she woke up, she wasn’t very pleased to be in the backseat of her own car. her hands were bound behind her back and her legs were tied spread, bent on the knees. she had nothing but her elegant, white lace panties on. she couldn’t question anything with her mouth taped shut. her breasts were being abused by the nipple clamps that pinched and tormented her sensitive skin. looking down, she widened her eyes upon seeing the rope between her legs, securing a thick dildo inside her pussy. her eyelids shivered and her thighs trembled as natural, slutty moans escaped her throat. she tried to rub her thighs together, gulping and staring at her driving captor with big, prey eyes. she hated to admit it, but she was so turned on. her mind never consented to this, but her body loved it way too much.

“you woke up, darling. do you like my cock inside of you, hmm? that big, thick rubber cock stretching you out while that rope rubs your clit, make you all nice and wet for me…aww, i know you do. i couldn’t help it when i saw you all alone in that parking lot, honey...i had to take you all for myself. you made me want you so fucking much. nothing is getting in my way, sweetie. i always get what i want, there’s nothing you can do about it…gonna take you to my nest and just feast from you, you’ll be nothing but a whore for me, councilor.”

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐂 ♡

renata’s reputation was being a loyal, generous woman. she had no problems finding new business partners or forming alliances in order to achieve what she wanted. her smooth talk, clever choice of words, and wicked intelligence had gotten her where she is nowadays. ms. glasc was a woman who lived from propaganda. she needed it in order to maintain her image intact. she had to prevent at all costs people from finding out that she was not as loyal as she manipulated them into thinking she was. she would do anything to get even richer. she would do anything in order to get her way. this is how business works. either learn it or be devoured by the suited crocodiles.

you weren’t very happy when you found out renata had scammed you into buying your part of a company for a cheaper price. she promised it was for show and you trusted her words. renata glasc stole from you, but she had all the false evidence to prove otherwise. it was your word against hers, and let’s say she had much more charisma to offer. you phoned her countless times to try a particular meeting so you could give her a second chance into fixing her mistake, but she barely acknowledged you, just ordering her secretary to lie about her current activity status. she was always busy for you. that was until you had enough of her attitude and decided you no longer wanted to be so generous.

renata regretted her choices. she indeed messed with the wrong partner. how could she have guessed that her quietest business partner was in fact a powerful demon? now she found herself on her knees between your legs as you were sitting on her office’s big leather chair. your suit tie was wrapped around her throat as you tugged at the end, using it as a leash to keep renata’s face buried in your pussy. you ordered her to use a vibrator on herself and hump against it like a dog in heat. she begged you not to do this, anything but this. but if you weren’t pleased, you would ruin her. you would tell everyone how renata glasc is a scam and you would use your demonic disgrace to ruin any chance of rebuilding herself. she had no other choice, it pleased you to watch her submissive state as she devoured your pussy like her last meal. her hand that held the vibrating wand shook and she rolled her hips, whimpering and moaning against your heat as she felt another orgasm building up, a third of the night.

“aw, you gonna cry? that’s cute. can take no more, huh? that’s too bad, isn’t it, little puppy? you are a stupid slut, renata. you thought you could just be so naughty to me with no consequences? you bad dog. oh yeah, can’t talk back with my pussy in your mouth. at least, you are good at that. don’t squirm away from your toy, stay still and take your punishment, doggy. hump it. harder. yeah…there you go, that’s it. do as you’re told unless you want everyone to know what a liar you are."

𝐕𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄 ♡

dealing with demons was nothing new for vayne. the night huntress’ routine was tracking and hunting those who had fallen into darkness. her crossbow had ceased many more unholy lives than she could possibly count. actually, she stopped counting on the hundredth. and that was over a decade ago. shauna vayne knew what she was doing. she dealt with viego himself and his army of ruined souls, there wasn’t much she couldn’t fight. hence why she wasn’t fearful at all of a succubus she had caged behind iron bars. she knew iron was a weakness of succubus. you weren’t dead yet because she needed more information from you. she had to find a local nest of more dangerous demons. you were nothing but a low class for her.

vayne could fight and defeat her opponents. but her arrogance was something that happened to shoot her in the foot. she was so sloppy for leaving the key of the cage in your reach to pick up one of her torture weapons of choice. usually, she was wary and careful around the disgusting creatures, she knew what they were capable of. her years as a huntress created a false sense of safety where she thought not all demons deserved so much apprehension and care on her part. but silly little humans should know their place. the weakest of the demons was better than the strongest of the men.

this is how she found herself tied in the middle of her torture room. you escaped your cage with ease and tackled vayne, attacking her and easily overpowering the unprepared huntress. you chained her arms to the ceiling, stretching them as her whole nude body was displayed to your red, burning eyes. she hissed and bit her bottom lip out of rage as your hands groped her big breasts so shamelessly, feeling them up, tugging the nipples with the tips of your fingers. your snake-like tongue licked stripes on the crook of her neck and your hot breath fanned against her sensitive skin. a shocked moan was blurted when you took one of your hands to her core, digits having no problem in finding her clit and rubbing it so deliciously. vayne gulped and curled her toes, sucking in a breath as her body betrayed her. she had never felt so horny in her life. this pleasure was overwhelming. it got so much worse when you pushed two fingers into her soaked cunt and fucked her rough and fast like it was nothing, pumping in and out of her tight pussy as her body welcomed all the pleasure you were giving her. her face burned in embarrassment. this was wrong.

“stop lying, i can see how much you love this. you can cuss me out as much as you want, pet. your body doesn’t lie. can you hear this? this is how a slut’s wet cunt should sound like being abused by a demon. is this all you wanted all this time, shaune? getting fucked and reduced into the pathetic fucktoy you are? if you keep struggling like that i’ll just have to spank you harder, tie you up tighter…is that what you want? i love watching you squirm, you were only making me more pleased and making it harder for yourself. look down…look, shauna…look at my fingers disappearing inside your pussy…you like being my slut, huh? i don’t care if you like it or not.”

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late-to-the-party-81 · 1 year

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Congrats on the milestone 🎇

How about a little bit of lifeguard!Ari and enemies to lovers? Maybe he saves you and loses his shit at the thought of losing you!

Shallow(s)

AN: Thank you, Zoey my love! Here’s some angst and fluff with our bearded beach daddy.

Beta’d by @flordeamatista, dividers by @firefly-graphics, moodboard and banner by me

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Summary: You hate working with Ari, mainly because you have a crush on him and he barely notices your existence, too busy flirting with all the pretty, skinny young things.

Relationship: Beach Lifeguard Ari x Beach Lifeguard Reader

Word Count: 2k

CW: Reader is mid-sized and muscular (no other descriptors), Miscommunication, Immature behaviour, Peril and angst (reader almost drowns), Fluff, First kiss.

A loud, deep belly laugh sounded across the open sand, making you instinctively look over to where it was coming from. You weren’t sure what else you expected other than the sight that greeted you.

Ari stood there, a beaming smile on his face as several sand bunny’s literally hung off him with a tighter grip than their skimpy bikinis had on their bodies.

Ugh.

You rolled your eyes. There was no doubting that your shift partner was good at his job, but why did he have to be so obviously shallow? He was always chatting to the skinny and beautiful, and it made you painfully aware that you were neither. Admittedly you couldn’t ever be classed as fat, but you were… sturdy. You worked out a lot and were muscular, which was handy in your job as a lifeguard. You had strength and stamina, and could easily bench press one of Ari’s fan-club.

However, you were mainly cross that you cared. You’d never admit out loud, cos you barely admitted it to yourself, that despite how much he annoyed you, you had a tsunami-sized crush on Ari. It was probably because he was one of the few men that made you feel small and delicate.

But he didn’t treat you like one of those girls. In fact he barely spoke to you, and when he did it was in the most derisive tone, almost like it was beneath him to even acknowledge you, let alone converse with you. You both cursed and rejoiced when you were rota’d on with him.

He had a variety of nicknames for you, none of them you enjoyed being referred to; Jungle Gym, Kaboose, Anne of Cleaves, Unit. Each one obviously picked to point out how unfeminine you were.

Well, fuck him.

You were good at your job, and you worked hard to maintain your fitness. You'd just have to try to ignore him.

Another day, another shift with Ari. He was sitting up on the lifeguard chair, while you patrolled the sand, chatting to beach patrons and keeping an eye on those you recognised as perennially light-fingered.

Suddenly, a shout rang out, and you turned to look out toward the water. You could see the thrashing of a pair of arms in the surf, and before you could think on it any further you were running out towards the waves.

You dove in, your float trailing behind you as you made your way out towards the person in trouble. As you got closer you saw that it was a very large man, much larger than you, and you were very glad for your strength training. When you came alongside him, you started your rehearsed patter.

“Just keep calm sir. Just relax and let me take you to shore.” You tried to place your float in his arms, before looping your arms under his armpits and started to swim back towards the beach.

However, he was either caught in his terror or not listening, or both, because he continued to thrash about, causing you to sink under the waves a few times and come up spluttering.

Just then, he was pulled away. You panicked for a second, worried that you’d accidentally swum into the riptide, but then realised that Ari had arrived to back you up. You were happy to hand over your charge, although you knew that later Ari would probably rib you for it and make comments about you couldn’t manage.

Treading water for a few moments, you coughed up the rest of the sea water and took a few deep lungfuls of air. Setting off, you quickly caught up with Ari and his charge, but the big man was still fighting the rescue.

It all happened so fast. One moment you were swimming and the next one of the guy’s feet flailed out and struck you in the face. The sea span in front of you and then it all went black.

“Don’t you die on me, Kaboose. Come on! Breath damn it.”

You could feel pain in your chest and then a pressure on your face and in your lungs…

You rolled over, vomiting up water, following it up with a hacking cough. Your eyes watered and your nose stung from the salt and the bile.

“Alright, everyone. Back up, back up. Give us space.”

Ari’s voice made your ears ring and you tried to get everything straight in your mind. A warm hand settled on your back, gently rubbing up and down.

“Take it easy. You’re gonna be okay. Just take some deep breaths for me.”

Later you’d blame the disorientation, but you pushed him away.

“Get your fuck-boi paws off me, Levinson.” You tried to stand, but you didn’t even get to your knees before a wave of dizziness hit you.

“Sit down before you fall down, Kaboose. You should really go to the hospital; you weren’t breathing there for a few minutes.”

You ground your teeth. “I’m fine. And stop calling me that! I get that I’m not the smallest or most dainty of women, but you don’t have to keep reminding me in such an unkind way.”

This time you were determined to get your feet, and although you wobbled a bit you managed it. And despite the fact that you were wet through, and probably had seaweed in your hair, you put your shoulders back and raised your chin.

“Now, I’m going home. Thank you for saving me. I’ll see you next shift.”

It was only as you walked away you realised that Ari had given you the kiss of life.

Fuck.

The only time his lips would be on for you and not only was it the most unromantic thing ever, you couldn’t even remember it.

Mid-evening and you were lying on your sofa. You’d had a bath when you got in, then gotten changed into your comfiest sweats and hoodie, ready to spend the rest of the day becoming one with your couch. You were in a foul mood, your chest aching and bruised from where Ari had given you CPR so you ended up putting on some horror films so you could laugh at how rubbish all the teenagers were for falling for all the blatant traps. You probably should have gone to the ER.

When there was a knock at your door, you groaned out loud. Who the hell was disturbing you at this time, unannounced? You looked through your peephole and groaned again when you saw who it was.

Ari.

“Go away!”

He leaned forward as if to look at you from his side of the fish-eye lens.

“Need to check if you’re okay. Open the door. Please.”

“I’m upright and I’m talking. There. I’m okay.”

He rolled his eyes.

“I bet you haven’t eaten yet, and I brought pizza. And cheesy garlic bread. C’mon!”

Your brain really wanted to tell him to fuck off, but your stomach had other ideas and rumbled loudly, reminding you that you hadn’t eaten since breakfast.

“Fine.” You undid the complicated series of locks on your door before opening it and gesturing for him to come in. The smell of hot cheese, tomato sauce and garlic filled the space and your stomach rumbled again.

“So it is your stomach that decided to allow me in.” He grinned at you, and although you’d seen him smile before, it had never, ever been aimed in your direction. It was like being hit by a tonne of bricks. His eyes sparkled, cute crinkles forming either side of them. With his free hand he pushed back the hair that had fallen in his face, drawing attention to the shaggy mane. Thoughts of running your own fingers through that hair flashed through your brain, and you quickly tried to shake it away.

“Come on through.” You turned your back and walked towards your living room to take back up residence on your couch. You thought that Ari would sit in the opposing arm chair, but were taken aback when he scootched your feet out of the way and sat down next to you.

“What are we watching?” Your brain was malfunctioning, you were sure. Ari passed you the takeout boxes as he shrugged out of his coat and you couldn’t stop your eyes from being drawn to where the soft fabric of his t-shirt clung to his ridiculous biceps. This was getting out of hand.

“Ari. Why are you here?”

He opened the top box and pulled out a slice. He took a bite and you watched the cheese stretch between his mouth and the rest of the slice.

“To check on you. I said that.”

“I call bullshit.” You pulled out your own slice. “You don’t even like me. Why do you even care?”

It took you a moment to realise that Ari had frozen, slice halfway to his mouth and a stricken look on his face.

“What?” Your voice was muffled around your mouthful of pizza.

Ari put his half eaten slice down in the box, took yours from you, and then moved the cardboard containers to your coffee table. You looked on in confusion, a confusion that got even more pronounced when Ari took your hands in his. And damn the man, his enormous paws had you feeling dainty, and caused a flutter in your chest.

He had never touched you like this.

Ever.

“I need to say I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I ever made you feel less than the magnificent woman that you are. If you were ever hurt by the things I said. You’re so different from the other women that I know. You made me question things about myself and that kind of introspection was uncomfortable and I took it out on you. I resented you for making me feel things. Strong things. Unknown things.”

Your thoughts raced. Was he really saying this?

“Are you telling me that you were being all ‘schoolyard’ on me? Pulling my pigtails because you liked me? Totally mature, Ari.”

He hung his head and dropped your hands.

“I apologise again. And I’ll keep on apologising until you accept it. Even if it takes forever. Because you deserve better than the shitty way I’ve been treating you. You are strong and beautiful and kind, and so totally out of my league…”

The most unladylike snort came out of your mouth, interrupting him.

“Me? Outta your league? Hold up - it’s you that’s outta mine. Ari. You’re so hot it actually hurts to look at you. Do you know how long you’ve pissed me off, just by being handsome?”

At your outburst his lips started to twitch.

“Who’s immature now?”

“At least I didn’t take it out on you.”

He inclined his head in your direction, causing his hair to waft slightly, the light in the room turning it golden in places.

“Good point. But are you basically saying that you like me, after I said that I like you? But both of us thought we weren’t good enough for each other, so we’ve just been increasingly antagonistic?” His smile grew wider, his expression laced with something that could be hope. You returned his smile with a small giggle.

“Seems like it.”

His expression turned serious then and he shuffled closer to you, practically dragging you onto his lap and taking back hold of your hands again.

“You scared me today. I thought I’d lost you. You were so still and you weren’t breathing…” His eyes started to glisten and you pulled one of your hands free to cup his bearded cheek.

“Hey. You saved me. You saved me, Ari.”

Your hand travelled up to tuck a lock of his hair behind his ear, and you marvelled at the shifting colours within it; brown, auburn and gold.

“And you’re a warrior. A warrior queen. My Boudicca.”

You didn’t know which one of you moved -maybe it was both of you - but his lips were on yours and this time you were going to ensure you committed it all to memory. The slightly chapped texture of his lips, despite all of the lip balm he applied while on duty, the soft scratch of his beard on your skin and the warmth of his hand as he cradled the back of your head. Unfortunately there was also a painful ache in your chest as you pressed up against him, and you lurched back with a gasp.

“Oww!”

Ari looked at you with soft concern.

“Now will you agree to go to the hospital?”

You nodded, although you hated to admit he was right.

“Let’s go, Boudicca. The sooner you’re fixed up, the sooner I can kiss you again.” He scooped you up easily in his broad arms and you rested your head against his chest as he strode toward the door.

“Sounds good to me.”

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peachhcs · 12 hours

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congrats on 700 followers!!! ⭐️ for your celly, a blurb with prompt #1 with gabe perreault and any girl oc!!

long day cuddles

gabe perreault x fem!reader

after a long day, all gabe wants to do is crawl into his girlfriend's bed

0.5k words

gabeeee i love him so much. i think a gabe au is on the way at some point in the future! writing him is so much fun, i hope you like this requested blurb :)

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you were the only thing on gabe’s mind as he finished up with classes for the day. he trudged his way towards your dorm with the only thing he wanted was to crawl into your bed and fall asleep. finals drained everything out of him, especially since he had so much studying to catch up on after missing class due to being at the frozen four. he knew he needed a break though and you were the perfect pit stop before the library where he’d drown himself in his textbooks for the rest of the night.

he typed a quick message to you to let you know he would be at your dorm in five minutes so you could let him in. you responded almost immediately saying you would head down. gabe couldn’t fight the smile creeping onto his lips knowing he got to see you in 50 steps. it was hard to find time together with your busy schedules, so the boy was grateful both of you had some free time.

he could see you standing by the door as he got closer, your own smile painting your lips when you spotted your boyfriend coming. gabe widened his stride to cut the walk down, scooping you into his arms as soon as he was close enough.

“hi baby,” you smiled into his shoulder.

“hi, so good to see you,” the dark-haired boy pecked your lips before leading him inside.

his fingers intertwined with yours while you waited for the elevator to come back down. “how was class?” your eyes found his again.

“it was fine. just tired is all,” the boy mumbled. you squeezed his hand tighter knowing how much studying he’s been doing to make up for the days he missed last week.

you rode up to your room in comfortable silence and as soon as you opened up the door, gabe’s backpack was on the ground, shoes off, and he climbed into your bed without much warning. he snuggled himself into the covers while you giggled as his behavior.

“tired much?” you laughed, kicking your own shoes off to join the sleepy hockey player.

“i told you,” gabe mumbled. he reached out for you, bringing you to lay on his chest as you got yourself comfortable beside him.

“how’s studying?” you brushed his loose curls away from his forehead.

“fine. feels like i missed a whole semester with how much i’m trying to teach myself,” gabe frowned.

“i mean, you did kind of miss a lot of class for games. i can always help you too,” you grinned, always glad to help your boyfriend study (as long as he didn’t distract both of you whenever you did study together).

“i know. i hate asking you though knowing you have a lot to study for too,” he always made sure he put you first. you rolled your eyes a bit.

“you should know that i’m weeks ahead already. maybe we can go to the library after a bit?” you suggested.

“sounds perfect,” gabe pulled you closer, wanting to lay in your bed for as long as he could.

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macravishedbymactavish · 1 year

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Your Graduation (Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader)

I hope this can be accepted as "It's the thought that counts" (plus the heavy symbolism since we met through your fics, ha)

Congrats on graduating today my (mostly platonic) hubs!!! @bloodonmyhands-1221

TW: Light innuendo (like one line - to be safe MDNI). No taglist on this one, it's a special occasion thing

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Yawning softly, you blinked hard and resumed reading the screen in front of you. Hoping some of the information would stick in your overtired brain. You wanted to get as much of your homework done as possible tonight, so you could spend the entire day tomorrow with Simon when he got home.

In hindsight, being curled up in one of his sweaters while you worked well into the night probably wasn't your smartest choice. The ocean of fabric warming your skin, the lingering memory of who it's rightful owner was warming your heart. Your brain being fried by the paragraphs in front of you.

"That looks far too intense for this late, pet" you jumped at the voice beside you. Head shooting over to be met with a familiar pair of eyes.

Simon.

"You're home?!" You laughed, laptop now shoved away as you launched yourself at him. Arms wrapped warmly around his neck as he pulled you tight into his chest. Pressing small kisses to your head as a hand rubbed over your back.

"I'm home. Got back to base about an hour ago, spending another night with you beats another night alone" He smiled, greatful to be home. "Am I interrupting you?"

Always mindful of you, and the most supportive partner in the world. He was in your corner every step of the way so far. From deciding on a major, applying for the courses, the late nights spent cramming. The failed tests to the passing with honors. He was there for it all.

Including all the times when you start drowning in your thoughts and forget which way was up. He'd pull you out and remind you to breathe.

"Staring at the screen won't make your grade show any faster" Simon whispered, arms wrapped around your waist as he laid beside you. Half watching whatever movie was playing on TV, half focusing on the anxious bouncing of your leg.

"If I don't get 60% on this at least, I fail the class" you snapped, 60% is nothing. Right?

"I guarantee you did better than just 60%, love" he reassured, pulling you into a laying position with him. "You are much better than 60%" he mumbled in your ear, pressing soft kisses down your neck. Letting his hands wander to the hem of your shirt. Your eyes slowly drifting shut, as you focused on the warmth of his mouth and hands; only to be interrupted by the screen in front of you refreshing.

Shoving Simon to the side momentarily you scanned the writing, looking for your grade. 97% on the final, 86% average in the class.

"Look!" You cheered, a wide small adorning your features. "97%!" You fell back, fist pumping the air. Ignoring the amused expression your fiancé was giving you (despite being cockblocked by grades). You were about to continue on with your excited chatter when you were cut off by a warm kiss. His hand now on the back of your neck, fingers woven through your hair as he mumbled against your mouth.

"Let me show you how proud I am"

So when he was deployed only a month before your graduation, he was devastated. Promising he'd do everything in his power to make it back in time. You only asked for him to turn in one piece.

"It's okay, I understand. Wouldn't be planning on marrying you if I didn't" you explained, forcing a smile as you spoke. Hoping the tears and tightness in your throat didn't give anything away.

"Still feel like shit that I can't be there though" He sighed through the phone, guilt gnawing at his concious. "As soon as I'm home we're doing something. Just you and me" the promise mended some of the cracks forming in your heart.

"Sushi, snuggles and sex the first night" you teased, listening to him groan softly. "Then whatever you have planned after"

"A woman after my own heart" He chuckled lowly, causing you to bite your lip.

"I've got to go, looks like things may be starting" You explained, pushing yourself from the corner you stood in. Watching as your classmates began lining up.

"You've got this love, I'm proud of you. I love you" You echoed his words back, biting back laughter as you heard yelling from the other end of the call. Screams of pride, acknowledgement and chaos from his found family team.

In hindsight, this day was supposed to be about 95% less nerve wracking. Nobody told you how nervous you get while up on stage in front of everyone.

You rubbed your hands against the gown at your sides, cursing to yourself for how sweaty they became. 2 people left to walk the stage before it was your turn. Taking a shaky breath in, you twisted the ring on your finger. A small reminder of the only thing missing today.

He would go through hell and high water to be here if he could. You reminded yourself. Opting to think about the phone call you had not even 2 hours ago, where he couldn't stop reminding you how proud he was. How much he loved you. How pissed he was at Price and Laswell for keeping him on a mission when he should be home cheering you on.

Your train of thought was derailed when you heard your name being called. Go time.

One step at a time, don't trip, don't fall, you-

"GOT THIS!" You heard a chorus of voices yell from the back. You turned your head momentarily, eyes drawn to the flailing limbs and cheers of encouragement.

They were here. He was here.

You gladly accepted your diploma, handshakes, and pictures with tears forming in your eyes. Now anxiously waiting for the end of the ceremony to see your fiancé and friends.

Throughout the rest of the speeches, and other students getting their moment in the spotlight you watched your group. Shooting you thumbs up, heart hands, massive smiles. Despite all the theatrics, you had a hard time taking your eyes off your shadow. Leaning against the wall, eyes filled with adoration, pride and love. A small smile permanently on his unmasked face. He made it.

"Our little graduate!" Soap called out, running toward you with Gaz on his heels. The two men bombarding you with a tight hug, knocking your cap off in the process.

"Watch it, boys" Kate lightly scolded, picking it off the ground before pulling you into a warm hug once you were released. Whispering a soft congratulations.

"I'll make this quick so I don't get my arm ripped off, but rather proud of you kid." Price pulled you close for a moment, knowing he was the last person inbetween you and your love.

"You made it" you squeaked out, looking over at Simon. Tears you kept at bay now returning, threatening the makeup you applied this morning.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, love" he smiled. "Get over here" he laughed, arms wide as he pulled you in close. Lips pressed to the side of your head as he held you tight against his chest. Tender words of how much he loves you, how proud he is of you, and how beautiful you looked mumbled against your skin.

Nothing in the world mattered, it was you and him. Basking in the excitement, and giddiness of your accomplishments. The two of you on your personal cloud nine.

"Wouldn't miss this day for the world, you've worked your arse off to get here. I'm so proud of my love"

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley fluff

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marblesphere · 8 months

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Marriage Lovers

Well, the basic idea was taken from manga/anime 'More than marriage couple, but less than lovers' Some readers might be familiar with this manga/anime. In short, the school made a rule that students in their third year, if I remember correctly, have to sign up for this program mandatorily. They then will be paired to become a couple (must be a boy and a girl pair) and undergo the program of living together in an apartment provided by school like a married couple.

Thanks to @ReySim (ao3 friend) who helped with brainstorming ideas that the fanfic is finished safely. 😆 Thank you, Bestie.

!!Warning!! Teeth rotting fluff, high sugar content, suggestive theme (a teeeenyyy bit), blood and violence (a little)

Now, I hope you enjoy this. Happy reading!!!

“I finally arrived here.” A girl is looking at a school building from the entrance gate. Her eyes are full of hope and determination. “Yosh! I have a feeling that he will be here.” She pumped herself up. Soon, she will meet with her first love. The boy whom she met a long time ago. A kind boy who gave her his pudding because she was crying. It was the sweetest pudding she ever had.

“We are getting new students today. I heard it’s a girl!!!” The whole class is becoming noisy, while Satoru is napping on his desk. Head slumps on his hands which are on the table. I, his desk mate who sit beside him are patting his soft hair.

“New student…” Yae sighed.

“What’s wrong?” I blinked at my friend.

“No, it’s just after the implementation of new rules, our school is sure becoming more popular.” Her mouth twitched.

“Ah, that marriage program, right?” I ‘aahh’ed in understanding.

“Yep.” Yae nodded. “A program that was made to teach students how marriage will be. Seems like due to the high rate of divorce lately. Couples, especially young couples don’t truly understand that marriage is a partnership in everything. So, they clashed and divorced.” Yae said.

“Well, this program is supported by the government. They think education in this field is very important, and thus the program is implemented. Our school is the first to implement this program. No wonder a lot of students are signing up this year.” I giggled. “This is a chance for them to meet with maybe their true love.”

“Not to mention, if you can complete the marriage program with the highest score, you will be given a full scholarship and a letter of recommendation to any university of your choice. It’s pretty high in return.” Yae said.

“Though the couple will be selected randomly, it’s not like we can’t choose our own partner.” I smiled. “If we have the legal document signed by party A and party B and their legal guardians. It’s possible to be partnered up with each other.”

“Yeah, usually wealthy kids with prior engagements will be using this as a trial for their upcoming marriage.” Yae nodded.

“By the way, Suguru applied for you and him. Congrats.” I smiled.

“…What?” Yae blinked at the news. It was new to her.

“Oh, you haven’t heard?” I smiled in amusement.

“No…” Yae turned to Suguru who was sitting beside her.

“Let’s do our best, love,” Suguru smirked.

“…Rai-chan…how about you and Satoru?”

“Rai-chan, don’t stop…” Satoru whined.

“My hand is tired.” I pouted.

“I guess I shouldn’t ask. It’s already obvious.” Yae sweatdropped.

“My name is Mayami Hinako. Nice to meet you all.” The new student bowed. After the usual 20 questions, the new student was finally allowed to sit. But I sense she is secretly glancing at Satoru.

‘Hmmm… I wonder why…’

Today is the start of the new school year. The Sakura trees are in full bloom and the weather is quite chilly. I am drowned in Satoru’s blazer. I like having long sweater paws, and Satoru likes to see me drowned in his oversized clothes. It’s a win-win situation.

Today is also when the newly implemented program, which is officially named Marriage Lesson program will start. Our homeroom teacher will announce the selected pairings. We are required to stay in an apartment owned by the government. ~”~

“Heeee~ They gave us a separate bedroom.” Satoru raised an eyebrow. The apartment is a very simple but luxurious 3-room apartment. Kitchen with connected living room, a bathroom and 2 bedrooms. “We only need one bedroom, right, Rai-chan.” Satoru grinned as he put our luggage in one bedroom and began to unpack. The bed is big enough for the two of us, so there will be no problem. Whereas I inspect all the rooms first, trying to see if there’s a problem or not. After making sure the stove, water and the house facilities are functioning normally, I go back to our shared bedroom and see Satoru has finished unpacking.

“We need to stock groceries.”

“Okay, let’s go.” Satoru got up and fixed his blazer on me again. “Rai-chan, you make me want to just manhandle you.” Satoru leaned his weight on me, squashing my already small stature.

“Let’s go. I want to come back before dark.” I flailed my sweater paws and pouted.

“Too cute!!!” Satoru rubbed his cheek on me. The moment the door was opened, we also saw our neighbour getting ready to go out.

“Groceries.” Suguru and Satoru said in unison and laughed. In the end, the four of us are going to get groceries together. We buy a week's worth of groceries. No worries about the money, we were given fixed money every month to be managed. We have to submit each of our purchases to school by the end of the month.

Arriving at the supermarket, Yae and I, arm in arm begin to hunt for cheaper but decent-quality ingredients while having the boys handle the trolleys. They should make themselves useful.

“That will be 12.000 yen.”

“Here it is.” I gave her two ten thousand bills.

“Here is the change. Thank you very much.” ~”~

“Too bad Shoko and Nanamin didn’t apply.” Satoru sighed.

“…Nanamin would rather spend time by himself…” Suguru sweatdropped. “Shoko also would rather spend her time dissecting.”

“Besides, Shoko and Nanamin are in different schools from us. Shoko’s school is strong in medical academics. It’s her shortcut to her first choice of university. Nanamin is the same, his school is strong in business.” Yae said.

“Will it be alright to have a doctor who likes to dissect people? She won’t be called a modern mad scientist, right?”

“She won’t. Shoko will be fine.” I rolled my eyes.

“Ah…” Our attention shifted to another person who came down from stairs. “G-good afternoon…” She bowed.

“Good afternoon.” We replied to her greeting and waited for her to fully come down before we could go upstairs. But the thing is, the girl doesn’t budge. She keeps staring at Satoru while seemingly deep in thought.

“Are you going to come down? Because we need to use the stairs.” I frowned. My mood worsened by her staring.

“A-ah, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to trouble you.” She quickly came down. “Please…”

The rest of us are going up back to our apartment. I sneak a glance at the new transfer student and sure enough, she is staring at Satoru. ~”~

“Satoru.” I puffed my cheek at the taller male who was making dinner. He is wearing a cute pink frilly love apron because it made him cuter, he said.

“What’s wrong, love?” Satoru chuckled as he poured the beaten egg into the frying pan. We are having a simple omurice today.

“She is staring at you.” I fumed.

“…who?” He blinked.

“That girl. The new girl. She has been staring at you since morning.”

“Ah? Really? I didn’t notice at all. I prefer if you were staring though.” He grinned and flipped the egg mixture.

“She smells trouble. I don’t like she is staring at you.” I crossed my arms and cocked my head to the side. Now, wearing my supposed sleepwear, shorts with Satoru’s black long-sleeved sweater. The sweater drops into mid-thigh, drowning the shorts.

“I also don’t like being stared at, except from you.” Satoru nodded.

“You need to coax me better.”

“How about I coax you into bed later.” He whispered.

I shiver at the tone he used, “!!! This pervert.” I grumbled, blushing while Satoru cackled.

“Cuddle me later.” I stomped to the sofa and turned the TV on.

“Will do, love.” As promised, I have a cuddling session after dinner. Satoru’s hand rests on my bare stomach as I sit on his lap, watching TV. “Have your mood gotten better, love?” He hummed.

“Yeah, a little…” I mumbled as I began to doze off.

“Shall we go to bed now?”

“Hmm… please…” I mumbled sleepily.

“Aren’t you precious, love.” In my haziness, I hear his cooing and I snuggled closer to him. ~”~

The next time I open my eyes, a nice smelling aroma waft to my nose. The right side of my bed is empty, meaning, the occupant is not there anymore. “Satoru…” I walked to the living room/kitchen to find him donning the apron and making breakfast and our lunch.

“The breakfast will be done soon, Rai-chan. You should wash up first.” But I ignored his words and wrapped my sweater paws around his torso from behind.

“Cold…” I mumbled.

“Sorry, love.” Satoru turned around and hugged me back. “I will be done soon.”

“…okay… brush my hair later.” I reluctantly released my hold on him.

“Of course.” I go to the bathroom to wash up and change into my uniform and at the same time prepare our school bags. When I came back to the living room, the breakfast is done and the lunches had been packed and wrapped in nice blue wrapping clothes.

After breakfast, Satoru is brushing my hair while I enjoy it while dozing off. “It’s finished, Rai-chan. We should go to school now.”

“…’mkay.” I nodded.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, Yae, Suguru.” I yawned.

“Still sleepy? You really are not a morning person.” Suguru laughed. My body shivers from the cold.

“Here, Rai-chan, wear this.” Satoru changed my blazer to much bigger of his, allowing me to savour some warmth it offered.

“Good morning!” We were greeted by the transfer student, energetically in the morning.

“…m’ning.” I slurred. Satoru’s blazer is making me all sleepy again.

“Tsk.” Then we heard an unhappy click of tongue from her supposed partner.

“Well, I guess we won’t be bothering you and your partner. Please excuse us.” Suguru said politely, but he is clearly mocking them.

“Let’s go, Rai-chan.” Satoru guided me with his hand and I just blindly followed him to the school.

“…What’s wrong, Yae?” Suguru asked his quiet partner.

“…No, must be my mistake…” Yae shook her head. ~”~

‘It’s him… It must be him… my first love!!!!’ Mayami Hinako screamed internally. She must not be wrong, the white hair and blue eyes. She has never once forgotten what he looks like. She finally met him! Her first love!!!

Mayami Hinako squeals excitedly, but her excitement quiets down when she finds out that her first love is already in a relationship with another girl. ‘No…no…’ She shook her head. That girl must be only his partner in this Marriage Lesson program and they do all the lovey-dovey stuff just to get more points. ‘Yes, that must be it!’ She nodded to herself.

“But… they are really good…” She mumbled. There’s no unnatural movement from their interaction. It’s as if they truly love each other. “No… I can’t give up now. Even if he already has a girlfriend. I should have at least told him that he is my first love…who knows…” Her imagination is going wild. “Kyaaa!!!!” She screamed by herself.

“Shut up, woman.” Her partner rolled his eyes in distaste. “Don’t forget, we will need to reach the top ten to be able to exchange partners.”

“I am not forgetting anything. Don’t worry.” She huffed. When she was partnered up with him, she was pretty disappointed. Her partner doesn’t have the best personality, but when they talked about their goals, they decided to become accomplices. She was aiming for a full scholarship at first, so she doesn’t care who her partner is. But meeting her first love was a bonus. Now, she can get her scholarship and maybe a future boyfriend. She is really glad that she signed up for this program.

Her partner, Yanagizawa Hibiki, was aiming to be Hisaki Raika’s partner. Apparently, he has been in love with her since forever. Mayami Hinako sympathizes with his situation. Much like her, she also hoped to be her first love’s partner. So, they agreed to help each other. As long as they can get enough points to be ranked on top, they can request partner exchange. But the problem is how to get consent from the said pair. Well, let’s think that for later, for now, they should focus on collecting points. ~”~

“Today we are having the surprise test. I hope you guys were studying last night.” Our homeroom teacher grinned. Loud groans and protests soon fill the class. “Well, it’s already included in the rule that school can spring up this surprise test.” He laughed.

The test was not that hard, since we are just beginning to study the new curriculum. The test consists of mostly the previous year’s meaning, the second year’s curriculum. As long as we don’t do that badly, we won’t get a punishment to attend extra classes.

“Done.” Satoru was the first one to finish it and went to sleep for the rest of the period. I nudge Satoru’s leg and his hand begins to trace the answer on my blazer-covered thigh. All I need is to write it down.

At lunch break, as usual, the four of us combine our tables and have lunch together. “How did you do on the test?” Yae asked knowingly.

“I did good,” I said confidently.

“Mmh… Rai-chan did good.” Satoru patted my head.

“He-hello… can I eat lunch with you guys?” Here she is again, the transfer girl. From now on I will call her Girl A. Girl A smiles nervously while sneaking a glance at Satoru, again.

‘Seriously, what’s this girl's problem?! How come she keeps coming to Satoru?’ I frowned. “No, we only have four tables here and we are four people. You should just eat with your partner to deepen your relationship. Who knows he might be your true love.” I glared at her.

“Eh?! No!” She squeaked out. “I mean as a new student… I want to get along with everyone…” She blushed, she is looking at Satoru, silently hoping for him to accept her request.

“Rai-chan, open your mouth, aaahhh…” I nom obediently at Satoru’s chopstick.

“Can’t you see…” I swallowed the food, “We have no more room for you? if you want to make friends, there are also others.” I huffed. *nom* I was fed again.

“O…oh…” She deflated. “Sorry…” She apologized but looked very reluctant to leave us.

“By the way, I heard Shoko applied to a medical cram school. She will be swamped with homework every day.” Suguru laughed.

“Shoko will be alright. She has a gift in the medical field.” I said.

“Yeah… but her explanation…” The two males remembered how she explained to them when they didn’t understand what was going on.

“It’s ‘fwoo’ and then it goes ‘hyoi’. ‘Fwoo’ and then ‘hyoi’, get it?” Shoko explained to them. The two males are emitting smoke from their brain, not understanding what she said. “You’ve got no sense in this.” She sighed.

Seems like she takes the hint and leaves us alone, for now. ~”~

End of the month, it’s a time for the school to announce the score for all students who signed up for the Marriage Lesson program. The first rank is Yae x Suguru pair. Well yeah, it’s no surprise. Satoru and I are placed in second. Not that we mind much. No matter what rank we are, it’s important to just enjoy this. It’s quite sad for Girl A and her partner that they aren’t in the top 10, but they aren’t that far, they are in 12th. Anyway, we have decided to go on a date after the score is being announced.

“Okay, now we are ready.” Satoru zipped his purple high-neck jacket on me again, while he was donning a light blue turtle neck long-sleeved sweater, black hooded fur jacket, jeans and sneakers.

It’s 10 10-minute walk from our apartment to our destination, a cat café. “Welcome.” The waitress greeted us as we stepped into the café. “Table for two?”

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Please follow me.” She giggled seeing my sweater paws. Some cats approach us and tag along to our table. “Here is your table.”

“Thank you.” I smiled, waving my sweater paws to her.

“You are very welcome. Please call one of us when you are ready to order. And here, cat food. You can feed the cat.” She giggled as she handed us a container for cat kibble.

The cats jump onto my lap and start meowing for attention. Instead of ordering I begin to play with cats. Satoru just watches with a soft indulgent smile on his lips. “Here.” I gave him a cat to play with. Satoru chuckles softly as he takes the cat from me and begins stroking the said cat. The cat purrs loudly, thoroughly enjoying it. Hearing that, some other cats begin to approach Satoru. No sooner than 5 minutes, a lot of cats are perching on Satoru’s body. Satoru laughs lightly when they seek attention by rubbing their cheeks and meowing.

“…booo…” I was the one who felt irritated now. Satoru didn’t give me any attention at all. I look at the headband on the waitress’ head. I walk to her and ask if I could borrow that. The waitress smiles as she lends me her cat headband. Now armed with a cat headband on top of my head, I go back to Satoru’s seat, gently moving the cats away and plop myself on his lap.

“Nyaa.” I looked at him as I meowed.

Satoru blinks once, twice and then chuckles as he strokes my head. “The biggest cat is here.”

“Nyaaa~~~” I grinned. But some cats are still persistent in getting his attention. “Nya!” I pouted at the cat. “Nya!” I wrapped my hand around Satoru, showing them that he was mine.

Satoru’s shoulders tremble as he suppresses his laughter. Just see how cute his future wife is, fighting with cats to get his attention.

“Nyaa~~~” The cats pulled their kitty eyes on me.

“Nya! (Still no)” I pouted.

Some cats change their tactics, instead of getting Satoru’s attention, they are trying to get my attention now. Some cats plopped in my lap and I began to nya, nya’ing and play with them. Not noticing the whole guests are now watching us while gushing ‘how cute’ some even experience blood loss due to cuteness.

“Ex…excuse me…” One of the waitresses approached us, blushing slightly. “Can…can we take a picture of you?”

I tilt my head and then nod, “Nya.” I grinned.

“Kya!” I think I heard her scream in excitement. So, I got my picture taken while sitting on Satoru’s lap, having my hands posed like a cat, with long sweater paws, the cats are crowding around us.

We stayed in the cat café longer than intended. But it’s time well spent. “Is this really the bill?” I looked at the bill, which was way cheaper than what we had ordered.

“Yes. It’s a special discount from us. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts that you healed us.” She smiled.

“Eh?” I blinked.

“Please come again. Next month, we are going to launch a new menu.” My eyes brightened at this and I looked at Satoru, batting eyelashes.

“I got it. We will come again next month.” Satoru laughed at his endearing cute lover.

“Nyaaa…” The cats are crowding around us.

“Oh, the cats seem to be sad to see you go.” The waitress said.

I bend down and look at them, “Nya! Nya nya nya (I will come next month, until then be good kids and wait)”

“Nya~~” The cats chorused. Seems like they get what I am trying to say.

“Do tell me since when did you learn cat language?” Satoru raised his brow in amusement as we stepped out from the cat café.

“Since I met the cats.” I giggled.

“…You learnt on the spot…?” His jaw dropped.

“Yep. I am amazing, aren’t I?” I walked two steps ahead and waved my sweater paws at him.

“Yeah, you are really amazing, love.” He chuckled. ~”~

It’s another normal day in school. We are in our second term already, the couple scoreboard was dominated by the invincible couple, Yae x Suguru. They place the first every month. They are called the golden couple. As for me and Satoru, we are sometimes in second or third. But the most important thing is, that we go on cat café dates every month.

Right now, I am on my way back to the classroom after being called by the teacher. “Raika.” A boy stopped me.

“Can I help you?” I looked at this unfamiliar boy. “And don’t call me by my first name. We are not close.” I frowned.

“I can call you what I like.” He said. “And, you.” He suddenly grabbed my arm, “How long do you think you are going to be stuck with Gojo? You are mine, remember?”

“…” I looked at him blankly. “I don’t even know you,” I answered.

“Heh! Are you angry that I am paired with that new girl?” He smiled in a deranged way.

“Let me go.” I shook off his hand.

“Don’t worry, I will request a partner exchange. You will soon be with me.” He licked his lip while looking at me and then he went away.

“…Sick man…” I grumbled. “How dare he touch me and wrinkle Satoru’s blazer? I am going to kick him next time I see him.” I harrumphed. ~”~

“Gojo-kun, Hisaki-san is not a good partner for you. You should have changed her while you have the chance.” Girl A came over to Satoru and suddenly said something like this to him.

“Are you crazy?” Satoru rolled his eyes as if he would believe what this girl was talking about.

“I am not. Hisaki-san is cheating on you. Look at this.” Girl A showed him a picture. A picture where Rai-chan was being held by her arm by a boy. “See, she even already agreed to exchange partners.” She continued.

“Exchanging partner needs consent from all parties involved. I will never agree, so there’s no way Rai-chan will exchange partners. Not that she will agree herself.” Satoru mumbled.

“No, but she really said it.” Girl A continued to say.

“I don’t care. You are annoying me. Get lost.” Satoru glared to her and then quickly went to see Rai-chan. Rai-chan won’t let some other people touch her easily. And that face of her clearly showed that she was surprised, angry and uncomfortable.

‘Why…why he doesn’t believe me?’ Girl A looked at his back sadly. ‘No…’ She shook her head, ‘I can’t give up yet. It’s still too early for me to give up. I will definitely make him realize that Hisaki-san is not as good as he thinks she is. Evidence, I need a lot of evidence.’ Just like that Girl A is resolving to collect the evidence of Hisaki Raika’s cheating affair. ~”~

“Rai-ch-!” I launched like a rocket to Satoru. “What’s wrong, Rai-chan? Where’s my blazer?” Satoru looked confused because I was without his usual blazer.

“A mental person touched it. it’s dirty now. He ruined your smell. I hate him.” I threw a tantrum.

“Did he do anything to you?” Satoru asked worriedly.

“He touched my arm…” I grumbled. “He also spouted some nonsense about me being his. Who does he think he is? I am no one’s.” I pouted.

“Aren’t you mine, love?”

“You are mine.” I huffed, looking at him with serious eyes (and a triangle mouth)

“…yes, that’s right, isn’t it?” Satoru smiled in relief and patted my head.

“Let’s get a new blazer for you.”

“Okay, Rai-chan.” Satoru allowed me to drag him to request a new blazer.

To appease my bad mood, Satoru cooks my favourite dinner for today and even buys some kikufukus. “Why are you still pouting, love?”

“I am still angry because he ruined your blazer. Now I can’t have sweater paws again.” I huffed.

“I still have another one.” Satoru smiled.

“But I won’t have anything to wear when it’s going to be washed,” I mumbled.

“The new blazer won’t take too long.”

“It doesn’t smell like you.” I cried.

“…” Satoru chuckled. “Come here, love.” Hearing his soft indulging voice, I crawled to him, sitting on his lap. Satoru’s hands quickly wrap around me. “I will let you wear my high-neck jacket, will that do?”

“…okay…” I nodded.

“Good girl. Now, what do you want to do? We still have time before going to sleep.”

“Silly Satoru, we still have to do our skincare routine.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, yeah. I almost forget about that.”

“I will go get them.” Not long after, I came back with the necessary cat headband towels and skincare tools and products. The two of us then do the skincare routine to each other face, giggling while putting the mask on. And now watching some rom-com movie, munching some kikufukus. ~”~

Starting the next day, I am wearing Satoru’s high-neck jacket instead of the usual blazer. The new blazer will need more time to smell like him. I thought this would be the ordinary normal day as usual.

“Hisaki-san, I want to request a partner exchange.” Girl A came over to me and said that.

“I don’t want to,” I answered lazily.

“You…you can’t be like that! Gojo-kun is too good for the likes of you.” She said and the whole class quieted down.

“Too good for me?” My mouth twitched. “So, you think he will be perfect for you?!” I glared at her menacingly. “Know your place, peasant. Who do you think you are? Your status can't even measure up to my pinky.”

“Status is not important in love!” She glared back. “Because…because Gojo-kun is my first love!”

“…You must hit your head hard.” I blinked.

“I am not! Gojo-kun is my first love! I knew it when I saw him! I still remember how he gave pudding to me when I was crying back then.” She suddenly went into her delusion.

“Satoru…gave pudding to you…?” I repeated. “There’s no way. Satoru won’t ever give sweets to someone that is not me.”

“What? You don’t believe me? Of course you are. You think you are a perfect match for him because the school paired you two up. Gojo-kun will soon remember about me and we’ll see.” She huffed haughtily.

“Where did you meet?” I frowned.

“Curious now?” She snorted. “I won’t tell you.” She smiled in triumph and went back to her seat full of pride.

‘…This girl…must be mental too…’

Satoru, Yae and Suguru came back from the faculty room. Girl A suddenly makes her way to him. “Gojo-kun, do you remember me?”

“…Who are you? Do I know you?” Satoru frowned. Yae sensing something is not right, quickly comes to my side.

“What’s wrong?”

“That girl is mental,” I answered.

“Seems so.” Yae nodded solemnly.

After school, we gathered in our apartment to discuss what happened at the time they were gone. So, I narrated to them how that girl suddenly asked for a partner exchange and said that Satoru was her first love.

Satoru makes a face at that statement. And then I continued about how Satoru gave pudding to her when she was crying. The problem is, that Satoru never left my side in our childhood until now. Wherever I was, Satoru would be there, and vice versa. We are heirs of big companies. So, we usually mingle with kids with the same status. There will be no chance that Satoru will meet her, lest giving her sweets. Satoru only ever gave me sweets.

“She must be mental.” They came to the same conclusion.

“Let’s run a background check on her,” Suguru suggested.

“Yeah, and her partner too. He harassed Rai-chan once.” Satoru nodded. After Yae and Suguru go back to their own room, I cling to Satoru like a koala, with all limbs wrapped around him tightly.

“Still angry?” Satoru hummed as he patted my head.

“I hate her.” My voice is muffled by his clothes.

“I don’t like her too.” Satoru adjusted me so I won’t fall down. “Let’s forget about her now. I want to spend time with my lovely Rai-chan.”

“I bought a new movie.” My eyes sparkled.

“You set up the movie, okay, love. I will make some snacks for us.”

“Okay.” I jumped back down, excitedly fluttering away to set up for movie night. “Hurry up, Satoru.” I pouted at the slow him.

“I’m coming.” Satoru came with various sweets and snacks and my favourite fruity-flavoured drink. I bring a blanket and pillows from our bedroom. I have a feeling we are gonna end up sleeping on the sofa, so I make it more comfortable to sleep.

“Hurry hurry.” I waved my sweater paws excitedly and crawled onto his lap the moment he sat down. As usual, Satoru’s hand automatically slips into his oversized sweater and rests on my bare stomach and I have a blanket covering us, I press play and then lean back on his chest.

“It’s a horror story?” Satoru peered down at me.

“Yep, so I can cuddle with you if I am afraid.” I beamed at him.

“That you do.” He chuckled.

Throughout the movie, I have Satoru to feed me snacks, I don’t want my sweater paws to get dirty now, do I?

“Satoru, kiss.” From time to time, I asked for a kiss instead of a snack. The problem is, for each kiss I ask, the longer the kiss will be.

“Let’s not go over PG 13, yeah,” Satoru whispered on my lips.

“But I like your kisses.” I pouted. “Why does it matter anyway? It’s not like we can’t turn off the camera anyway.” The only drawback is we won’t be getting points. That’s why we sometimes fall down in ranking. There were times we turned off the camera.

“You are being naughty today, hm.” Satoru licked his lips. His hand starts tracing a pattern on my stomach.

“Yep. But you will indulge me, won’t you?” I giggled.

“Yeah, I can’t never deny your request, love.” Satoru’s hand searched for the remote control and turned off the camera. Now we are free to do whatever we want. I giggle as I wrap my hands around his neck and pull him into tongue battling kiss.

Remember how wealthy engaged kids are using this program as trial and error for their upcoming marriage life? That’s why legal guardians were using loopholes to have their engaged kids partnered up with each other.

Satoru and I have been engaged since we were born. So, following this program is just a way for us to get used to the upcoming marriage life. Not that this helps much, we are used to each other presence so much that it will actually feel weird if we aren’t together. The two of us being together is as natural as breathing. We need each other to continue living.

Long story short, we are satisfied and happy in the morning. ~”~

The following days were pretty annoying because Girl A either pestering me to exchange partners or pestering Satoru about being her first love. We got the report on their background, and it was clearly stated that she had never met Satoru face to face. First, Satoru never went to her hometown even once. Second, there’s no way Satoru was allowed to go out alone as a kid. Three, Satoru never go anywhere without me.

So, it was clear she was delusional about Satoru being her first love. One thing concerning me is that Girl A partner who from now on I will call him Thug A. Thug A, according to the report my subordinate gave, has an unhealthy obsession with me.

‘He is mental…. What do I expect from a mental person?’ Apparently, he has a lot of pictures of me that were taken without my consent. My witty subordinate already made sure to take them as evidence. The biggest problem is he…cut up every picture of Satoru. I am worried he will do anything to my Satoru.

“You worry too much, love.” Satoru pinched my nose. As usual, we are cuddling on the sofa

“You are not allowed to get hurt. Satoru is my property.” I huffed.

“I won’t.” Satoru laughed affectionately at my declaration. “Here, eat this kikufuku.” He prodded my pouting mouth with kikufuku and I opened my mouth to eat it. “Delicious?”

“Very.” I licked my mouth clean.

“Which one is more delicious, this kikufuku or me?” Satoru traced the bottom of my lip while desire reflected in his eyes.

“You.” My tongue swirls around his thumb.

“Shall we decorate the bed with you pinned underneath me?”

“Who’s being naughty today?” I giggled.

“Me. I am being naughty today.” Satoru grinned, but his eyes softened. “You will listen to your cute, handsome, awesome fiancé’s request, won’t you?”

I jump out of his lap and Satoru looks at me with a pout. “Come here, silly. We are going to the bed, aren’t we?” Satoru’s eyes brighten up and he trails behind me like a puppy. ~”~

Another month, another cat café date. As usual, the two of us are walking to the said café. The owner said they are going to have a new menu today, named, Catoru, courtesy of me. I am in a good mood because no one is bothering us today. Girl A and Thug A are strangely quiet after being annoying for a little while.

Speaking of Thug A, since I was cornered that one time, Satoru made a point to never leave me alone. It’s either he or Yae and Suguru will be beside me, making less chance for them to do anything against me. I also make sure not to leave Satoru alone, because Girl A will pester Satoru who is her first love. She is the type that won’t hear anything aside from what she wants to hear, so explaining was useless.

“You are feeling happy today, love.” Satoru noticed the light skip I had.

“Yep. No one is bothering us.” I nodded happily, swinging our intertwined hands. I am so happy that I accidentally bumped to another person, “Oh, I am so…” I blinked as I saw a deranged smile of Girl A and pain shot through my side. “You…” I took a stab back and felt something being pulled out.

“Rai-chan!” I saw Satoru’s face turn into horror.

“It’s your fault, Hisaki-san. How dare you steal my first love. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” ~”~

When I woke up, it had been 4 days since the stabbing incident. Yae and Suguru are filling me in on what happened in these 4 days and the reason for Satoru being absent now.

First, right after the stabbing incident, Girl A was apprehended by police right away, she didn’t even retaliate, all she did was laugh at my condition. Only after she heard I was in no life-threatening danger, she became ballistic. She obviously has some mental health issues going on. She kept saying how Satoru is her first love and I was a boyfriend stealer. My and Satoru’s and even Yae’s and Suguru’s families are furious and outraged at what happened. They make sure she will stay forever in a mental hospital far far away from us.

She wouldn’t believe that Satoru was in fact never giving her a pudding or even meeting her. Seems like the truth of the story was, that she was attending the birthday of a wealthy kid in a hotel. The hotel at the same time, hosted another event for big companies which we attended. Girl A tried to follow us after being attracted to Satoru. Of course, security wouldn’t let her pass. Her parents were also on the scene. She then threw a tantrum right there and then, but then a boy around her age suddenly gave him his pudding so she would stop crying.

“Don’t cry. Here, you can have my pudding.”

It’s apparent that Girl A’s mind was not normal, her mind conjured that the one who gave her the pudding was Satoru, or at least the boy looked like Satoru. Hence, she believes wholeheartedly that Satoru was her first love.

And since they are getting rid of trouble, they pull out all of the roots. Thug A’s assault also made its way to our parents’ ears. Backed up with the stalking evidence, he was taken to court with legal action. There’s also a possibility of attempted murder going by the fact he wrote hateful comments and even planned a murder plan to kill Satoru.

His stalking and harassment warrant him a maximum of two years, but adding to the attempted murder charge, he will be added for 4 years, which will total six years. But no worries, a lot can happen inside the prison. Satoru made sure he wouldn’t be appearing anymore along with the girl. Papa and Mama won’t just stay quiet after seeing their daughter being stalked and stabbed now, will they?

Safe to say, Girl A and Thug A, along with their families will forever disappear from Earth soon. Now, Satoru is finalizing the whole matter, so he is absent.

“He should be back soon. Don’t pout.” Suguru pinched my nose.

“Because… I want to see Satoru the first thing I woke up.” I sulked.

“Rai-chan!!!!”

“Here he is.” Yae smiled.

“Satoru!” A big grin adorned my face. “Hug.” I extended my hands. What I want, is what I get. I want a hug, then a big smothering hug is what I get.

“Satoru, don’t use too much force. Rai-chan’s side is still hurting.” Suguru reminded.

“It still hurt?” Satoru pulled back and asked worriedly.

“A little. So, you have to tenderly care for me until I recover.” I nodded.

“Even after you recover, I will still tenderly care for you, love.” Satoru grinned.

“Heheheh. I know.” I gave him a silly smile.

“Rai-chan. You have woken up!!!”

“Ah, Mama and Papa. Oh, Aunties and Uncles are here too.” I waved to them, I poked my head to see my parents along with the others’ parents all crowding my VVIP room.

“You scared us to death, Rai-chan.” They frowned.

“Sorry.” I smiled.

“But it’s good that you are fine now.”

“Yep, I am fine now. Satoru said he’s going to give a lot of love to me.” I giggled.

“Rai-chan…about staying in apartment…” Mama opened her mouth.

“Mama, I want to stay there with Satoru. Because I can finally live alone with Satoru. I don’t want it to end yet.” I whined.

“You two are going to live together forever anyway.” Mama rolled her eyes.

“I know. If I stay with Satoru now then my time spent with Satoru will be considered longer.” I wanted to flail my arms, but my side would be hurting, so I won’t do it today.

“Satoru spoiled you too much.” Mama pinched my nose.

“Because Satoru loves me.” I huffed. “Like you are one to talk Mama. I still remember you two make all of us,” I gestured to Yae, Suguru and Satoru. “,play dates so you could have time to be spoiled and spoiling Papa, no? Aunties and Uncles are also guilty as charged.” I rolled my eyes.

My childhood friends and fiancé laugh at this while the older generations are blushing while clearing their throats. In the end, I will be staying in the apartment until the Marriage Lesson program finished, which is also means our high school graduation. ~”~

“Satoru.”

“Yes, love?”

“I want to be spoiled a lot today.”

“How do you want to be spoiled today?”

I grin mischievously as I whisper into his ear, “Down there, using your mouth, on the bed.” No sooner than the sentence was finished, I was carried to the bedroom. My giggle echoed until the bedroom was closed and locked.

The good thing is, that the apartment is well-soundproofed all around, especially the bedroom.

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Hello. It's me again. I've had a tough time lately. My leg has been hurting a lot lately and I don't really know why :/ besides that School is really sucks a lot... It's so loud and it's very overwhelming it makes me feel really bad even when I finally leave. I'm autistic and it's so hard to process all these noises sometimes. I try to cover my ears or stim but then my classmates make fun of me. That's not cool to be honest. They don't really like me and always get mad at me or make fun of me but that's okay I'll survive it somehow I just hate how loud it is.

Besties that good things happened too! I gained some new friends! I met two girls at school and we became friends. One of them is a huge Naruto fan and I like to talk about anime with her and the other one draws so well and I love her drawings and we talk about art a lot too! I'm just really happy I got some new friends! I also started to read more lately and I really fell in love with books! I've just finished the first mistborn book and I loved it so much! I'm getting the second one for my birthday soon!!! That's just so cool!!!

I hope you're having a good day and that everything is going well :3 I wish you all the best and I hope you're doing great <3 take care and lots of hugs and love for you 🩷🫂

Sorry for such a long message btw! 🥹

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- hihi cupcake'! <3 ⭐

i'm so sorry school sucks :< is there any chance that you could wear headphones in class? even noise cancelling ones to help drown out the sounds a little- i'm sure they'll be fine with it, given that it's a need for your disability <3

congrats on your new friends!!! that's awesome!! & hurray for getting into a new hobby!! i love reading, it's such a way to escape from the real world, it helps so so much <3

i hope ur leg feels a little better :<

lots of hugs & love for you too!! i hope you have an amazing week!!

(and don't worry about the long message, i'm happy to hear what you've been up too! <3)

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shibaraki · 6 months

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Hi Monty! Ok so I come bearing a confession. I finally read "FILL MY LITTLE WORLD (RIGHT UP)" and it was like mind bogglingly good- (no surprises there oop-) but I was definitely putting off reading it. More specifically reading the end of it because I really was not ready for the empty feeling I knew I would get once I finished it. It's like I never wanted the fic to end. I never wanted to lose this feeling I got while reading it. I can't exactly pin point what I feel but it feels like all the good things of the world wrapped in one. A quiet comfort like a steamy shower after a hard day or a warm meal in the winter chill shared with the people you love.

It's really obvious how much you love Aizawa in the way you write him. He's kinda like a cat if you think about it lol. All hisses and aloofness on the outside but as soon as you get close you realize he's so much more than that and he's just so SO GOOD. SO FRICKIN GOOD (lol ik this may sound stupid). He's just so good in they way he loves his students and eri as his own, so good at making you feel seen and protected, and just so good as person I WANNA EAT HIM UP (am I making sense idk at this point lol but all I know is that this man is SCRUMPTIOUS). Idk if you remember when I sent an ask about "The Kids Are Gonna Be Alright" and said how you have inflicted me with Aizawa brainrot. Well if I was knee-deep then, now it's like I am drowning with no escape and I am letting this happen and I LIKE IT... congrats monty you really came through with your Aizawa agenda huh, it's like a punch to the gut with how full force you came through lol. This fic was not a slay it was straight up MANSLAUGHTER XD (but I love you for it regardless) <33333

[also p.s. I have this little creative writing class I do for fun, and your writing is just so inspirational and influential to me that my teacher asked me if I was reading more books lately bcz my writing has leveled up significantly... So thank you for that monty and I am planting a BIG WET KISS directly on your forehead ( I am sorry but you can't escape) ]

omg hi nene!! I hope you’ve been doing well! I know exactly what you mean about that empty feeling 😭 I’ve always gotta brace myself and be in the mood before reading fics because of it! but I’m so happy that you found time (and felt emotionally prepared) to read fill my little world! it’s a personal favourite of mine and it’s wonderful to know you enjoyed it that much ✨

and I’m so glad that my love for him bleeds through into my fics akdjdjdj it doesn’t sound stupid at all (+ yes I remember your ask!!) like genuinely I adore him he is so beloved to me and if my vision of him brings more love his way that makes me even happier!!! like go ahead and arrest me officers I’m guilty and proud of it!!!!

this ask really made my night. thank you nene, both for reading and coming to share ur thoughts with me 🫶🏻 I hope your creative writing class is going well and that you’re having fun, just the idea that my writing is sticking with you and helping you is so alskskdkdkdkl I am gladly accepting the big wet kiss and giving you one in return! much love!!!!

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whiskeynwriting · 2 years

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Congrats Liv on 1k!!

I absolutely love reading your work!! Your latest dave fic is 😍🥵❤️

For your celebration requests could I request something with Javier Peña?!

"o my god, you're bleeding. am i supposed to put pressure here like i learned in health class in high school?" - "you're so cute when you panic, darling. maybe i should hurt myself more to see this new side of yours." - "are you being serious now? goddamit, i can't think straight!"

You are so talented and I look forward to reading more of your work ✨

Hi my love! You are so so incredibly kind, I am so thrilled and beyond flattered you love my work so <3 I got your second message about changing this to Marky instead of Javi, I hope you love it as much as I do <3

Darker Than Expected

Marcus Pike x Female Reader

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Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) mentions/descriptions of injury and blood, established relationship, suggestive smut

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A/N: This is my first ever Marcus Pike fic! Who better to co-write it with than Marky’s girl herself? @moralesthots

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It’s okay, it’s not that bad. It’s okay, it’s not that bad. It’s okay, it’s not that bad.

Those six words are on repeat, running an endless track in your head. You’re frantic, doing everything you can to find the proper tools in order to help him and close the wound. Marcus continues to speak to you, trying to calm you down and help you realize the lack of urgency the situation needs. But your anxiety blocks him out, drowning out his words until they’re nothing but background noise.

It was meant to be a pleasant evening, a surprise for him, actually. Marcus had recently given you a key to his apartment, and to celebrate the new milestone in your relationship, you decided to surprise him after work by making his favorite dinner. You’d brought all of the necessary ingredients, even leaving work three hours early in order to prepare everything. He usually got off work at five, and it takes him roughly twenty minutes to get home. When five thirty rolled around, you thought nothing of it. Maybe there was traffic. When five forty-five came, you grew curious. But when 6 o’clock finally arrived? At that point, you were officially worried.

What threw you into a full-blown panic was when he finally stumbled through the door. A bit breathless, feet stumbling slightly, and his dress pants bloody.

When he saw you, he was confused. He wasn’t expecting you to be here. But he wasn’t upset by your presence, not at all, he was just… concerned. How would you react to seeing him like this? Your relationship had grown substantially within the past few months, which was the very reason he’d given you his extra key. But he feared that you seeing him like this would force you to face the reality of his career. Would you come to see that this relationship was more than you bargained for?

“Oh my god,” you gasped, your right hand reaching up to cover your mouth, deciding mid-motion to point to his wound instead. “You’re bleeding.”

He began to speak but you were already in motion. Immediately, you ran to the cabinet in his master bath, pulling out Marcus’ first-aid kit. You sprinted back to him, still standing in the entryway.

“Baby, come here.” you’d begged, taking him by the arm and pulling him over to the table.

Marcus followed you, eventually sitting down when the two of you were close enough to the chairs. He winced at the motion, the torn muscles in his leg moving as he sat. You ripped open the kit, pulling out gauze and alcohol wipes.

“Am I supposed to put pressure here? Like I learned in health class in high school?”

You were really murmuring to yourself, just like you are now. Your fingers fumble along his zipper, trying to get direct access to his wound. And that’s when Marcus’ breath gets caught in his throat. What was once worry now transforms into some sort of arousal, witnessing your incredibly nurturing side while your hands skim over his pants. Feeling you unzip them and pull them down his legs make him grow half-hard, almost wondering why you didn’t pull his boxers off, too.

“B - Baby,” he stutters out, “This, this isn’t the time.”

“Marcus,” you scoff, rolling your eyes. “Shut up, I’m trying to assess.”

“B - Baby,” he stutters out again. “It’s fine, I’m fine. Really, it’s, I’m okay.”

He’s trying to stay composed but at this point, your hands are roaming his bare sigh, cleaning up the wound and moving to grab bandages. It shouldn’t turn him on, seeing you tend to him like this, but it does. It definitely fucking does. It also doesn’t help that you’re on your knees between his legs.

You don’t even notice the bulge swiftly forming just beside your face, you’re too focused on him. He’s so smitten with you, seeing you look at his injury with such concern and tending to it with great care. It’s superficial, if he’s completely honest. Nothing life-threatening. But Jesus, if you aren’t treating it like it’s the end of the world.

She wants me. She cares about me.

“You’re so cute when you panic, darling.” he suddenly says, watching your continued concern. “Maybe I should hurt myself more to see this new side of yours.”

Your head snaps up, a look of disbelief on your face. “Are you being serious right now?”

And then, you look back down, feeling his blood trickle over your skin. All over again, you start to panic, quickly reaching for the gauze.

“Goddammit, I can’t think straight!”

Marcus’ sense of humor is certainly darker than expected. If only you knew how dark his fantasies got.

He stares down at you, completely frantic and worried. He hates to see you like this, and due to him, no less. So, he leans down to help you, wiping off his thigh while you finally bandage his wound.

“Marcus, I swear to god I’m going to lose it if you don’t take this seriously! You better not try getting hurt on purpose because I can’t handle losing you! Marcus, I need you.”

Almost pathetically, you feel yourself start to crumble. You cover your face with your hands, releasing a shaky sigh.

“Shit,” he mutters, eyes growing wide. He’s not sure what to do. “Baby, I’m sorry. This doesn’t happen often, I promise, sweetheart. I would never do anything like that on purpose, I’d never do anything to risk leaving you.”

Your hands remain on your face, chest rising as you take in a deep breath. When you don’t look up at him or respond at all, he kneels down, wincing slightly at the pain shooting through his leg. He gently grabs your forearms, pulling your hands away from your face.

“Baby,” he whispers, cupping your cheek when you finally meet his eyeline. “You are my everything, you have to know that. You have to know that, sweetheart.”

Marcus’ deeply concerned eyes flicker back and forth between yours, offering you a kind smile, one you almost instantly match.

“I can’t lie, baby, I love that you are taking care of me, but we can definitely figure out ways for you to do so, aside from me injuring myself.” He adds in the last bit with a small chuckle, the joke a shot in the dark but apparently one that lands when he hears you giggle.

“I’m sorry I got so upset, I just…” you look down and huff out a laugh, shaking your head. “Well, Marcus, you can be really clumsy.”

He scoffs playfully, rolling his eyes.

“Don’t tell me this injury wasn’t your doing.”

“Well… not on purpose.” he mutters, looking away.

“Seems like someone has to take care of you.” You tease, grinning at his blushing face.

“So that means you’ll stay, baby?”

“Stay? Where was I going?”

“I thought, I thought that maybe this scared you.” Marcus mumbles, unsure eyes now glancing down.

“It sure as hell did.” you snap, causing his gaze to dart back up and meet yours. “Which means, I need to make sure you’re okay.”

He melts inside at your words, the next ones making him a complete puddle on the ground.

“Why do you think I intend to stay?”

Thank you for reading <3

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drkcnry67 · 2 years

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like a fairytale

A/N: congrats to @thing-you-do-with-that-thing for bringing on another wonderful challenge! Girl I hope I do this justice! Time to tug on those emotional cords a bit. Enjoy! Ps sorry for the bits of grammer and spelling mistakes I may miss along the edit train.

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Pairing: Jensen x reader

Song used: go your own way by Fleetwood Mac

Rating: 18+

Tags: emotional strings pulled, prepare the water works, Jensen singing his feelings after you slipping into coma, you leaving him to protect him, you writing a note and slipping it to Jensen explaining your reasons, mild mentions of sex, mentions of rape not in much detail (penis in vagina, cum inside, rough mouth fuck) true loves kiss works everytime, that's all I can think of for now. Note not all of this might be in the story or even mentioned but I'll put it in there anyway

Mentioning @sweetness47 @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

Summery: not telling

It was your last day of spring break, your last day ever of your last spring break till college anyway.

You had gone out to the a all ages club with your best friends but lost track of them on your way to the washroom. un be known to you, you were about to have the worst night of your life.

a group of men stormed into the washroom locking the door, blocking all signs of exit... then you blacked out, the pain, the voice, the loud laughter, the tearing, the throbbing pains... the aches, the blood you were sure was pooling over the floor.

your best friends found you a few hours later with the security team, it would be morning before you would wake up to the bright lights of the hospital.

you started to move but found it painful, then it hit you like a shit ton of bricks, all the memories, the pain, the roughness of it all... you screamed slightly the sound of male peoples all around you...

your best friend jumped up in the moment and came to cuddle you in her arms. your other best friend went to find the nice lady nurse who had been in but a few hours before.

that was day 1 of the rest of your life. well now more like a year and a half... of being well solitary female solitary, basically not being around guys, not hearing their voices, all your teachers were female from then on, you still graduated but didnt go to the ceremony, or walk across the stage, or party with your class, you sat in the dorm, drowning out the sounds and memories from that night.

you didnt know if you could ever be around any man again, till your best friend was playing a song in the shower, you didnt recognize the voice, those vocals making yourcore heat up.

she came out of the bathroom and felt your judgy eyes on her phone.

alana: earth to yn whats wrong?

yn: who was that singing on your phone.

alana: oh that is the vocal stylings of Jensen Ackles.

Yn: for once I don't cringe at his voice, for once I feel hopeful at the dawn of a new day.

Alana: well if you want I won tickets to go see him the other day and if you want to go with me?

You nod...

Yn: ya of course I'll go with you but this time where you go I go... even if we have to chain our wrists together.

Alana reaches in to her nightstand...

Alana: well how bout the safety wrist thing that parents use for their children.

You take one look at this and smile.

Yn: its perfect. Now when is this concert?

alana smiled at how excited you seemed... it had been a long time since she saw you get excited about something outside of your dorm room, to say that she hadnt been concerned would be an understatement.

Alana: tonight, at the concert hall in town... the limo is gonna be outside the dorm hall entrance at 6pm... you have less than 2 hours to get ready. now up take a shower and then we will pick out an outfit and braid your hair.

You went to the shower, washing your hair, body, and just letting the water run over you. Relaxed and calm you get out of the shower, towel drying off you slip into your house coat and exit the bathroom.

Alana: sit here and don't worry about a thing... once your hair is braided and then we will get you into the outfit I picked out for you.

After some illustrious girl talk, laughter, and some tears as the memories came back from that horrible night, you just tried to forget it all over again, most certainly your best friend was coaching you through it.

It was time this was the first time since coming to this college dorm room, that you were leaving it, for almost 7 months you had allowed your life to be ruled by fear but no more.

Today you were going out, you were gonna have fun and you were gonna conquer your fears. It was time this was the first time since coming to this college dorm room, that you were leaving it, for almost 7 months you had allowed your life to be ruled by fear but no more.

Today you were going out, you were gonna have fun and you were gonna conquer your fears. You stared in the full view mirror on the back of the dorm room door, it was unbelievable how sexy you looked for the first time in years.

Yn: this is unbelievable

Alana: don't dis it girl, you look amazing! OK you ready for the all access backstage experience!

You nod your head as you walk through the halls with your best friend!

Yn: i cant wait… this is gonna be amazing! I hope…

Alana: hey dont worry nothing bad will happen this time, cause there will be plenty of security guards, we will be backstage and theres no fucking way that you are ever gonna go through that experience again. And theres no fucking way that we are getting seperated unless its in the washroom and even then we are only separate by the rest room doors for a few seconds.

Yn: ya i know. Now how cute is this man…

Alana pulls up a photo of jensen on her phone and shows it to you… your mouth falls open, wide open… your heart starts thumping loud in your chest, this feeling, this one time, your first time being out of the dormroom since that one frightful night.

Alana: girl theres the limo, lets get in and go… it will all be okay… though if you feel like backing out ill totally understand…

You shake your head.

Yn: we are chained up and going out, im gonna go meet this guy and hear him sing and maybe just maybe get the explanation for why my heart is beating super fast in my chest.

Alana shrugged her shoulder, she had never even heard you express those words before, except in your writing, but even then, she had never in all her time as your best friend heard you talk like that ever. She was both concerned and a little happy at the same time.

Alana and you take in the sights as the limo comes up to the vip entrance the limo driver gets out first and comes round to your side, he opens the door so you and alana can get out. You both walked hand in hand literally joined at the hands wearing your passes through the door.

Alana: this is gonna be awesome!

Yn: im slightly overwhelmed but ya i guess its pretty awesome.

Alana: im excited to actually see jensen in person… i wonder if we are the first ones here…

You and alana get into the final corridor and feel the air shift, you stop as you feel a set of eyes land on your form.

You look up a huge grin crosses your features as your brown eyes meet a pair of green eyes, the most gorgeous pair of green eyes in your opinion.

Yn: hi…

That's all that came out of your mouth, neither you nor your best friend knew what was happening.

Jensen: hey ladies, how's your night going?

Yn: its going good, I don't get out much…

Jensen: it's hard to get out and do what you want without fear or being told no.

Alana nudged you and you landed in his embrace, against his chest… your heart beats meshing together.

Yn: I'm so sorry.

Jensen: it's okay its all gonna be okay.. cliff…

A security guard steps up to the side of Jensen you and Alana.

Cliff: yes sir…

Jensen: can we find a special couple seats for my new friends here right in my eye view?

Cliff: I'll create some right away sir.

Jensen pulled back a bit in order to look at both you and Alana!

Jensen: sorry I don't think we have been introduced… I'm Jensen.

Yn: I'm yn and this is my best friend Alana! I honestly didn't know I was coming here till a few hours prior…

Jensen: and what made you come out tonight?

Yn: it was the sound of your voice when my best friend was listening to your music… it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard.

Jensen: alright then how bout this you meet me in the campus community center at noon tomorrow and feel the wrath of my billiard skills… or we just sit and talk.

Yn: ok well if you want to loose ill be there but don't count on winning.

Jensen: your on, but if you ladies will excuse me I need to make my final touches and grand entrance. Cliff.

Yn: I look forward to being your eye sight tonight.

Jensen smiled and placed a kiss on the top of your forehead, sending shivers down your spine.

Jensen: I hope tonight is everything you hope it will be. And there is a rave tonight after the concert here if you ladies wanna stay and dance!

Cliff at that second comes running up…

Cliff: Jensen.

Jensen: Cliff please escorts these ladies to their seats and see to it that they are taken care of during the show. I'll find them after.

Cliff: yes sir. Ladies follow me.

Cliff leads you and alana to the very center of the seating view where only seconds later you saw Jensen make his grand entrance.

suddenly, it was like you were being hoisted on a cloud, high high in the sky. Jensens voice soothing and calming. But your night was about to take a wide turn little did you know.

Jensen: that's it for me tonight, now if you people wouldn't mind helping make things easy for the security team to clear out these chairs so people can dance! This is gonna turn into a huge rave! Now let's clear this floor and get this house pumping!

The crowd went wild as you and alana were escorted by cliff backstage to a private corner where Jensen was sure to be.

Cliff: Jensen will be along shortly, he is just getting changed! He wants to make a good impression on you miss YN.

You exchanged a subtle look with Alana, but then feel the cuffs slip off your hand.

Alana: it sounds like your gonna be busy girl!

Yn: omg I don't know if I'm ready for this…

Alana: just breathe and if he takes you away for the night make sure you explain to him what happened to you I'm sure he will understand.

Yn: your probably right… it will just be hard to talk about again…

Alana: just be yourself. Jensen will love you trust me. And if you do end up going home with him come find me before you take off…

Yn: shhh here he comes.

You say quietly as you both watch Jensen come from round a corner wearing a basic black tee that highlighted all his features, a pair of blue jeans and sneakers.

Jensen: what did you girls think of the show?

Yn: I loved it..

Alana: me too… shall we go dance…

Jensen: yes oh and I have a best friend who should be here already if Alana would like to have a dance partner.

Alana: of course any friend of yours is a friend of ours.

Cliff comes round a different corner with another guy a bit taller then Jensen but equally as cute.

Jensen: Alana yn this is my best friend Jared! Jared these are the 2 lovely ladies I was telling you about.

Jared shakes your hand and then has a similar reaction like what you had with Jensen to Alana… now you have the chance to step away from Jared and Alana with Jensen…

Jensen: i have a feeling this is the start of something beautiful.

Yn: me to… though i should tell you i feel like this is fate or destiny or something…

Jensen: ya know i was thinking the exact same thing. Come on lets go dance! Those 2 can come find us if and when they are ready…

Jensen takes your hand and leads you through the crowd of people and brings you close to his body, the music hypnotic, couples dancing all around making you and Jensen tune out the world, keeping it just between the 2 of you. Jensen had one of your legs up around his waist at one point as he dipped you.

Jensen then flips you around and brings you to move against his own body, his hands staying on your hips, the swaying, the music, the grip of Jensen’s hands against your hips, feeling your curves. After almost 2 hours into the rave and about 15 different dance steps/positions, Jensen leaned down and whispered in your ear…

Jensen: lets go home, to my home! I want to rip this dress off of you, and i wanna taste your sweet heat!

You could feel the heat between your legs, you could feel the beating of both your heart and his heart, so you pulled his face down so you could whisper back.

Yn: can we get out of here so i can talk to you, i have something important to tell you?

Jensen: ya sure of course! Lets find those 2 crazy best friends of ours.

Finding your 2 best friends was harder than you both thought. It wasnt till you both stood outside Jensen’s dressing room that cliff approached before the door could open.

Cliff: im sorry Jensen but you cant go in there right now…

Jensen: why not?

Clifff: cause Jared and Alana wanted some alone time to and i quote “get into some fun trouble”

You and jensen both cringe at hearing that. But jensen sighs…

Jensen: so how am i supposed to collect my stuff

Cliff: I'll bring it home once they are done, I'm having Harold drive you guys back to the penthouse… if that's OK with you sir!

You look at Jensen who kinda chuckled…

Jensen: so he did find himself a nice girl. Wow, alright cliff, thanks.. see you later. Call when your on way with my stuff.

Cliff: will do sir.

You walk with Jensen to a waiting car, another security guard standing in front of it. Opening the back door he nodded at the both of you and then shut the door.

Jensen: well who would have thought my best friend and your best friend.

Yn: it is kinda funny…

Jensen: so do you wanna talk now or when we get to my penthouse?

Yn: at the penthouse where if need be i can snag a drink… or 2 cause its gonna be really hard to discuss..

Jensen just held your hand the drive to the penthouse was calm, and scenic but all you kept doing was digging your nails into your lap.. Jensen took notice of this and knew that whatever it was that had you so nervous had to be worse than things that go bump in the night.

Jensen: we are almost there, but umm i have to let you know that whatever it is that you want to tell me it will be okay…

You feel the tears starting to form in your eyes as the car stops, jensen opens the door and helps you out of the car before the driver could get there… jensen then picks you into a cradle and carries you up the elevator…

A lady in a maids outfit greets you guys as you step off the elevator.

Maid: welcome home sir! What can I help you with?

Jensen: please bring us a bottle of scotch and 2 glasses.

You continue to hold onto jensens neck even after he sits down on his bed with you now in his lap. His eyes searching your own, your tear filled eyes now running down your cheeks.

Jensen: what's got a beautiful lady like you all upset…

Yn: 7 months ago, I was raped… in the washroom of a club… my best friend Alana didn't find me till almost an hour later but that was with the help of a security guard as well.

Jensen: im so sorry that happened to you yn… is that why you haven't been out much…

Yn: yes, I shut my self away in a dorm room with Alana, switched all my classes to online and cut everyone out pretty much.

Jensen: alright it's alright…

yN: its not alright, Jensen I'm Sorry I really am but…

Before you could Say another word, Jensen had your lips enclosed in his own… This kiss, your first real kiss…

upon breaking the kiss, Jensen Cupped your cheeks in his hands making Sure you were looking in his eyes…

Jensen: Do not worry, You never need to worry about any one harm you again. Like ever… which is why this may seem sudden and I don't expect you to say yes right away but will you consider moving in with me? Being my girlfriend, make me the happiest man in this entire fucked up world.

Yn: I will consider your offer to move in but yes I'll be your girlfriend.

Jensen: and we don't have to do anything your not comfortable with till your ready…

You were overwhelmed but still happy non the less you kicked off your sandals and tossed your purse on the floor placing your phone in jensens hands…

Yn: can we cuddle for tonight? Or till I'm ready to do more… I mean if you want…

Jensen: I wouldn't have it any other way. Why don't you get up and go find a shirt of mine to use as a night dress.. I'll slip into a pair of shorts.. we will also place our phones on the nightstand so we can have them in reach…

Yn: any shirt?

Jensen nodded as he went into a different drawer and grabbed a pair of what looked like athletic shorts like the kind that basketball players wear or the most comfortable.

Jensen: I'll change out here you can change over In the bathroom.

You close your eyes and pull a random shirt out of his drawer… you don't even look at it you just take it and walk into the bathroom, shutting the door almost fully you start to remove the outfit you were wearing and your bra.

You stare at yourself in the mirror for a few moments before straightening out your hair, putting on the shirt and walking out into the bedroom where Jensen was standing by the window.

Jensen turned around to see you smiling at him standing in his shirt.

Yn: I like this shirt, it suits me…

Jensen: yes it does… do you care who gets into bed first…

Yn: nope…

Jensen Crawled in first, you slid in beside him, placing your head on his chest only after he turned out the lamp…

Jensen: you know what I think I'm inspired to start working on a new song… your my new muse…

Yn: no more talk tonight, will you just hold me… till I fall asleep… and even after…

Jensen tightened his arms around you pulling you close against him.

Jensen: shhh it's okay… just rest now…

You didn't need to be told twice… that however was night 1, where angry text messages would lighten yours and jensens phones in the morning light… jensens security team told you guys not to worry about it but you couldn't help it…

Another 6 months went by and the messages continued, but so did your relationship with jensen. You both were very blissfully happy, till one day, but this particular day, the message scared you. It threatened Jensen…

You couldn't let them hurt him. So you left…

"Jensen, im so sorry, but I can't stay with you, I can't be here anymore. These messages, my past I feel like I'm dragging you down… please understand I wouldn't leave you if I had another choice. But I'll be where it all began for us… all my love now and always YN"

You folded the note and walked out of the apartment with your backpack… you had pulled out a bunch of cash, you were not going to be traced or held down, you also were not gonna put Jensen down before his big tour kickoff.

Jensen walked into the apartment, he called your name, didnt hear anything… he searched the house he tried calling your phone. No answer on all fronts. Then he went to the table sat down and thats when he saw it, his name in your handwriting on a piece of folded paper on the stack of mail.

He read the note and punched a hole in the wall… he was livid and thats when he received another text message…. “Sorry looser you didnt get the girl… oh well, i guess alls well that ends well… see you at the sold out show… ill be the one who drops your girl to the ground…”

He was angry, he showed the message to clif, told him to also track you down and make sure you got to the show safe and sound. He knew that was gonna be the night to end all yours and his suffering.

Jensen: I don't care who I have to pay or what I have to do I want everyone whose coming to the concert and whose working the concert to be screened, if anyone on the security team sees yn protect her and do not leave her alone. If this dumbass is gonna try anything then we need to be prepared.

Clif: all she said to me when I found her was that she needed to go her own way to protect you sir!

Jensen was shocked for no one had ever gone to such lengths who wasn't part of his security team before.

That gave Jensen his idea… he knew what to title his newest song. He also knew who to dedicate it too.

That night he finished the ending to his new song. He sent you a text message a cryptic one, not realizing that you wouldn't get it…

That night you were silent, the only way to get through to you was if they knew where you were… clif was the only one who knew…

He promised that he wouldn't tell Jensen. But that he would pick you up and personally drive you to the concert.

Clif left Jensen to get some sleep, clif stayed in the parked security vehicle outside jensens place. The next morning you woke up and got ready for the day. Jensen too woke up and prepared as best as he could for what could possibly be the biggest performance of his entire career.

As much as you wanted to just stay in the dark you couldn't you had to make things right before the concert.

As soon as you turned on your phone you instantly wished you hadn't. For what seemed like thousands of messages were now blowing up your phone.

Jensen heads out to the concert, you were waiting for clif to come get you… waiting in your room for clif to call you.

Jensen waiting now backstage gets a message… "alright tonight is the night… let's get this party started! Let me see if I can find your girl… oh look there she is… time to enact my plan, see you soon!"

That made jensens blood boil, knowing that this fool, this messaging creep was anywhere near you and he couldn't do anything about it made him so angry.

Jensen: you guys do whatever you have to do but no one looking either normal or suspicious gets anywhere near YN… clif is already with her but I want extra security at least 2 rows around her and clif on all sides. Do not I repeat do not let anyone near her for anything.

His security team made their way to do their rounds and a few of them went to take their positions.

Jensen was preparing to make his entrance, his eyes caught yours, you were staring right at him. That gave him hope, that told him that creep hadn't gotten hold of you yet.

Jensen heard the PA announcement and the screaming crowd and made his way on stage.

Jensen: good evening everybody! I'd like to thank you all for coming out tonight! And I'd like to dedicate this first song to a special lady one who stole my heart and tore it out just the other day. Someone spooked her, someone made a threat towards me and her. This is a song I've been writing for a while and now I'd like to know what you all think about it.

Jensen signals the band to begin the intro, and he chimes in with the song in its full force with every single emotion he could muster.

Jensen: Loving you, Isn't the right thing to do, How can I ever change things, That I feel?, If I could, Baby, I'd give you my world, How can I, When you won't take it from me?

Jensen kept watch on you, but didn't take notice right away how your expression changed. For in that instance you were having some issues, medically speaking of course.

Clif: miss YN are you alright?

Yn: clif I can't breathe… I feel faint…

Clif (over radio): search the area around yes seat she feels faint also radio the stage hands to call 911… and someone flag down Jensen…

Jensen: You can go your own way, Go your own way, You can call it, Another lonely day,You can go your own way, Go your own way…

It was then that Jensen saw it, saw that sight the one he thought he wouldn't see cause of all the security, the one he thought he had avoided from happening.

He saw the security team gathered around your seat, he saw clif and another guard carrying you out of the row, he stood there frozen as if he had been struck by a rock.

Security guard: ladies and gentlemen the concert will continue at a later date one of the people Jensen cares about deeply is in a medically critical state he is needed elsewhere. Please see the guards and stage hands on your way out for complementary CDs and tee-shirts as our way of apologizing for this delay in what was to be a fantastic concert. Please make your way to the doors and exit in an orderly fashion.

The crowd grumbled but complied, Jensen was already off stage and getting into the ambulance with you… to ride with you to the hospital. The doctors asked questions and Jensen answered them best as he could. But it pained him to see you like that… laying there defenseless.

Jensen: is she gonna be ok?

Doctor: well she has suffered what seems to be effects of a sleep drug of some kind. Until we run some more tests we wont know much more than that until if or when she wakes up… for now i can have an extra blanket brought in for you… a nurse will be in periodically to top up her fluids.

Jensen: thank you doctor, i just dont know how ill survive this if she doesnt make it out of this alive.

Doctor: you will and so will she… as we speak we are working on a cure… do not fret just get some rest.

Jensen: can I cuddle next to her, I won't knock out any cords I just want to hold my girl!

The doctor moves a second bed to the side that Jensen was now sitting to remove his jacket and shoes…

The beds were attached and were not moving as Jensen now scooped you close to him so his arms just held you.

Doctor: I'll leave you alone, the nurse will check in, in a few hours.

Jensen just buried his face in your hair taking in your sweet scent… he felt tears beginning to fall, he sniffled and knew he was not able to hold back any more.

Jensen(through the sobs): im so sorry YN I should have been there, I should have never let you go… please wake up YN please we haven't had any time.

Then it dawned on Jensen just as he was drifting off to sleep. He was not sure if this would work, he wasn't sure if this was even a cure, but this situation reminded him kinda of sleeping beauty.

Jensen(to self): well I mean no harm would come from trying this… true love conquers all after all… alright please let this work.

Jensen leans down just as the nurse, a police officer and the doctor walk through the door, and jensen places a kiss to your lips.

This motion was a sign of his surrender, a sign of his apology to you, this was the same sign that he had promised to you all those months before.

But the kiss sent a Shockwave through the room, your monitor which showed your heart rate and your vitals spiked, Jensen kept a tight grip on you as he watched your eyes flutter open.

Jensen: baby hey hey its okay… don't worry, hey it's ok…

Officer Welton: Jensen, YN I'm officer Welton, unfortunately we have not caught this man yet, but we are not giving up your also not his only victims. He has thousands of them. So we have the entire nation on alert, there was a positive photo we did get from the security tape at the concert hall. So neither of you have anything to worry about. Yn, Jensen good luck we will let you know when we have him.

The officer leaves the doctor and the nurse come to check you over, Jensen takes a few moments to breathe in the washroom, he splashed some cold water on his face before coming back out to you scarfing down a bologna sandwich and a soda pop and some jello.

Yn: Jensen I hope your not angry with me…

Jensen: no no no its me who should apologize. I should never have let those texts go on as long as they did. And I'm so sorry this happened to you.

Yn: can we live happily ever after?

Jensen just smiles as he crawls back into bed with you by his side. You both blissfully and as comfortable as possible fall into a peaceful slumber.

After all you only get to be truly happy once in your life. However long it may be.

#tell me a story challenge #jensen x reader #supernatural

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hii!! i sent in a matchup,, can’t really remember what I asked for,, and I think it was anonymous so I might as well just resend info! I’m sorry T-T,, if this seems like one you already have you can use the previous animes requested instead of these!!

could I get a matchup from banana fish, death note, or demon slayer?? thank you!

i got by they/them pronouns, I am bisexual with no preference, and I am a slytherin. I’m also in cabin 12 if you know pjo! personality wise, I’m more laidback,, though I do joke around a lot and can be pretty sarcastic. thats once you get to know me, I have kinda bad anxiety so I might just come off as sarcastic or tired. idk if this would help but if you picture Saiki Kusuo, Reki Kyan, and Yuri plisetsky mixed together, you’d probably get something close to me. I’m pretty smart, as people say, I’ve always had good grades tho recently kinda hit a burnout,, but that won’t stop me from getting into my AP courses. i enjoy true crime and learning about the law,, I mainly find it interesting and would love to go into the forensic field. i watch a lot of anime and would typically either be painting or playing some game on my phone. i usually wear jeans with some kind of hoodie or slightly oversized t shirt. it’s comfy. i can be slightly clingy in a relationship,, I just like being with the ones I care for,, but I do know when to give some space,,

you’re totally free to ignore this as well!! thank you again! and congrats on your 600!!

Hello lovely! I hope you like your matchups! Thanks for the congrats! I chose just a couple from your previous matchup request (I had yours not on anonymous) and mashed them up with this one :) I hope that’s alright!

Sk8 the Infinity Matchup: I pair you with… Nanjo Kojiro!

You two meet at S! You are more there just to support your friend who has a beef with Joe, and he finds you incredibly intriguing! After winning the race, he comes up and asks you out. Whether you accept or not is up to you, but you stay in contact regardless. He’s also a Gryffindor, so the two of you pair rather nicely with some minor butting of heads in the beginning.

He loves that you joke around a lot and absolutely adores your sarcasm! He helps you work through your burnout and enables you to stay on track to pass all of your classes! He also buys you books on true crime and law with his own money because he wants to see you interested in things! (He also sneaks in books on skateboarding occasionally)

Joe doesn’t mind that you are somewhat clingy; in fact, he quite likes it! He likes feeling like he can protect and provide for you :) Also, lending you his hoodies or jackets! They absolutely drown you, and he thinks it is so freaking adorable!

Ouran High School Host Club Matchup: I pair you with… Morinozuka Takashi!

You are a regular at the Host Club! You actually go to the twins usually or to see Honey but decide to branch out one day and see Mori. It turns out to be a great decision, and the two of you hit it off! He towers over you at 6’4” and most likely still growing as he is a teenage boy!

I definitely see Mori as a Gryffindor, so the two of you also make a great match like you and Joe! Your sarcasm and fun facts make Mori smile (although sometimes the true-crime facts are a little concerning), and he likes to lend you his school jacket, especially when it’s raining, so you don’t get wet or catch a cold. Then, he asks you to teach him to skateboard, and the two of you skate around town all the time once he gets the basics down!

Mori also helps your anxiety be lower and not as bad, and your jokes are one of the few things to get him to chuckle :) He helps you through your burnout and gives you tips and tricks that helped him through a similar scenario. He helps you with your studies, so study dates when you two have free time!

Demon Slayer Matchup: I pair you with… Tomioka Giyuu!

So Giyuu is taller at 5’9” but obviously doesn’t tease you about it. He doesn’t tease you about a lot of things, actually, so that’s a plus, I guess, unless you like teasing. And he’s the third Gryffindor in a row! Maybe you have a type!

He has his own unique way of calming you down in the event of an anxiety attack. Like he’s so calm and firm in his beliefs that he’s like your firm rock to build a foundation upon. Your jokes get him to crack a small smile, and it absolutely makes your day when you get him to chuckle! He likes that you are so bright and asks for your opinion on a lot of things because he values it!

Your true-crime facts sometimes concern Giyuu, but he doesn’t show it and instead asks you to make sure to take care of yourself. He helps the best he can with your studies and supports you every step of the way in the forensic field!

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Twisted Tarot XVI — The Tower

"Everything happens for a reason. That reason causes change. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it's sad. But in the end, it is all for the best."

The Tower, Upright: sudden change, upheaval, chaos, revelation, awakening

The Tower, Reversed: personal transformation, fear of change, averting disaster

He is disaster incarnate, the bringer of ruin--or so the rumors and whispers of the court and his people say. Sounding upheaval like no other, he will incite change that will have ripple effects on generations to come. From the rubble of disaster, he will be reborn anew... Stronger, wiser, and more resilient than ever.

Reveal the Shape of thy Soul...

... Leona Kingscholar!

“I can’t believe you snuck out of the palace again. You’d think princes had better things to do than run around the streets like peasants.”

“Shut up, Ruggie,” Leona growled, slamming a fist down on a rickety coffee table. The force caused some wood to splinter off and scatter across the patchwork floor.

Leaving more destruction in his wake.

“Be careful!!” the hyena hissed, rushing over with a platter of mismatched cups and bowls. He had had enough practice from his part-time jobs to not spill any while running. “You’re gonna ruin the one good table we’ve got!!”

“... Tch.”

Leona didn’t apologize. Instead, he swiped a chipped bowl from Ruggie and downed the contents in one gulp—praying it would help to drown his frustrations.

It didn’t.

Leona grimaced at the strange flavor that spilled across his tongue. Salt, chicken, milk, and tea encased in a minty note. He wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand.

The walls and floors and furniture slowly falling apart around him. No matching items in a tea set—not even a complete tea set from the looks of the bowl Leona had just drank out of. Not enough coin to afford to regularly wash their silverware.

“... Are you sure this isn’t a dog house?”

“Figures you silver spoon types would say stuff like that.” Ruggie sighed and rolled his eyes as he collapsed beside the lion at the coffee table. “Alright, ‘fess up. What happened this time, huh?”

Leona scowled into the small pool of tea-soup that remained in his bowl. “................................. Falena got on my case about school again. A letter came in the mail. Black envelope, gold embossing. Wax seal with a bird on it.”

Ruggie’s ears perked up. “You don’t mean...”

Leona nodded. “Night Raven College.”

“Man.” The hyena let out a low whistle. “Imagine being picked to go there. Sure is a step up from the hoity toity Royal Sword Academy your bro was thinkin’ of sendin’ you off to. Congrats, Leo—”

“I don’t want to go.”

“HUH?!” Ruggie almost spilled his own cup of tea-soup. “You don’t want to go to school? Why not?!”

“I already know everything I need to,” Leona scoffed bitterly. “Why attend when they can’t teach me anything new? It’d be a waste of time and energy.”

“So you’re just gonna ditch?! That’s just... just... gaaah, I don’t get you rich people sometimes...!!” Ruggie groaned, clutching at his forehead. “You know how many of us normal people would kill to get that invite to NRC?”

“Yeah, like now. You look like you’d try to kill me and claim my spot as your own.”

“Hell yeah I would. Too bad I can’t pass as Sunset Savanna royalty so easily though. You lucked out.” Ruggie playfully punched Leona on the shoulder. “... Seriously though, you’re just throwing away your golden opportunity like this? You’re giving up on school? On your future?”

“I said I didn’t want to go. But... I’ve decided I need to anyway.”

“Ehh? That’s a shocker.” Ruggie’s ears twitched as he suspiciously regarded his prince. “Alright, what gives?”

A deep glower set itself onto Leona’s regal features. “Anything to spite Falena—anything to avoid going to his stupid, stuck-up alma mater. And anything to get out of the damn palace, away from everything.”

“What about already knowing everything? You’ll probably be super bored in class.”

“... Clearly, there’s stuff I’ve missed out on.” Leona gestured to the crumbling living space they sat in. “All of this, for example. I still can’t believe you manage to survive like this.”

“When you’re born with nothing, you’ve got no choice bit to scrape by to make ends meet,” Ruggie had once explained to him.

It was a mind-bending concept for one born into privilege.

“Wow, you got so repulsed by poorness that it 180’d you thoughts on learning?” The hyena’s face crumpled in confusion.

“Heh. Nothing quite as simple as that. It was just a reminder, a wake-up call—that’s all. Something to jump start a number of thoughts.”

Rumbling laughter filled the room as Leona toyed with the rim of his bowl. It was chilling, causing even Ruggie to shiver.

“Inequality exists everywhere you turn, doesn’t it? Haves and have-nots. The fortunate and the unfortunate. It’s the difference between the rich and the poor, between heaven and hell. Life’s just not fair. That’s why...”

A dark look passed his face as his grip on the bowl tightened. The material softened at his touch, melting away into fine granules of sand on the table.

Something that crumbled away into nothing so easily.

Ruggie’s mouth went bone-dry, and his hands and forehead, clammy. Such a raw display of power set even the easygoing hyena on edge.

“L-Leona-san...?”

The lion smirked.

“... I’ll tear it all down from within.”

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Choose Me Instead II Draco Malfoy x Reader II Chapter 22 of 27: Astoria

Summary: Pretending to be in a relationship with Draco Malfoy to get back at your ex might have not been the smartest idea you ever had. Especially during your last year of Hogwarts where you should be focusing on exams and your future plans. However, you were just pretending. There was no way in hell you could actually catch feelings for someone like Malfoy. … Right?

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Words: 2.5k (it’s rather short today, ik) Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!Reader, post war Warnings: none

Happiness.

That was one of the feelings Astoria expected to set in when Pansy told her the news at breakfast.

Happiness because you’d be no longer a concern of hers. Relief that the plan Mrs. Malfoy told her about worked. And hope – hope for a future with him. Not the man she loved but the man she needed. Weeks and months she had spent worrying, plotting, desperately trying to find a way to get you out of the picture – and now you were. However, she felt none of what she had expected. Because just when Pansy finished her sentence, Astoria’s gaze landed on Draco who came through the doors of the Great Hall, accompanied by Theo and Blaise.

Her stomach plummeted at the sight of their grim faces. They weren’t talking or laughing. Even Blaise who was always ready to crack a joke in the most inappropriate situations walked towards their table with a blank expression on his face. Theo kept glancing at Draco, worry written all over his forehead. The same worry that filled Astoria when she saw his pale, grey face.

Draco must not have gotten a lot of sleep the night prior, judging by the dark circles underneath his eyes which he kept locked on the ground and then on the plate as soon as he sat down. Astoria watched him playing mindlessly with the knife next to his plate and didn’t seem to notice how Theo put a piece of bread on it.

“Eat something,” he said but the blond man didn’t react. Any remaining hunger left Astoria’s body.

“He looks like shit,” Daphne stated in between bites. She had turned her head in the direction of the Trio as well, sharing a knowing glance with Theodore.

Astoria crinkled her nose as she looked her sister. Even with no make-up and in an oversized sweater was she the prettiest girl at this table.

“He does,” Pansy agreed. “But he’ll recover, right? I mean, that little adventure he and that Gryffindor had was just that, wasn’t it?” She looked at her friends. “An adventure? It’s time for him to return to the real world.”

Return to the real world. Astoria nodded. Yes, it was time for him to do just that. Return to the real world with her. But why did she steel feel this way? Why did the sting in her heart not fade?

“I’m not sure.” Daphne shrugged. “I know first-hand what he’s like after an adventure … It’s different. He probably loved her.”

Astoria suppressed the urge to snort. Suddenly, her sister turned her head and looked directly at Astoria. “Makes you wonder …”

The younger Greengrass narrowed her eyes and her cheeks turned red.

“Wonder about what?”, Pansy asked, completely clueless.

“If it’s worth it.”

“If you have something to say, Daphne, say it,” Astoria hissed. Pansy looked back and forth between the two sisters with wide eyes, irritated about the sudden change in the conversation.

Daphne didn’t flinch. She leaned forward and spoke with a lowered voice: “What did Mrs. Malfoy say to you yesterday?”

Anger bubbled up inside of Astoria. The same anger that had plagued her for so long. She had thought it’d leave her as soon as you were no longer around but only now did she realize that it wasn’t you who made her so mad. “Are you suggesting …?”

“I’m not suggesting anything,” her sister cut her off. “I’m asking you a question.”

Astoria put down her knife abruptly and stood up with so much force that she hit her leg on the table and a glass fell over. She was done with this. With her.

Daphne rolled her eyes and took a bite from her toast. “Where are you going?”, she then asked.

“The library,” her sister said in a sharp tone. “A place where I don’t have to listen to your groundless accusations and your nonsense about sleeping with Draco.” She tried to sound stern when she spoke but the anger kept scratching at her tone and a smug smile showed on her sisters face. “What?”, Astoria spat out.

“I’m right then?”, Daphne asked. “You and Mrs. Malfoy had something to do with this very sudden end of their relationship? Let me guess, Mother was involved as well?”

The amusement in her voice disgusted Astoria. She opened her mouth to say something and then closed it again. With a huff, she turned on her heels and left the Great Hall, balling her delicate fingers into fists when she passed Draco who still hadn’t touched his food.

“That was mean, Daphne,” she heard Pansy say behind her.

“It was necessary.”

Once the chatter from the other students began to fade away behind her, the anger vanished and got replaced by tears that filled her eyes. She didn’t know if she was angry or sad or maybe both. All she knew was that she wasn’t supposed to feel this way. When Mrs. Malfoy had come to Hogwarts, she had told her about how she’d handle this mess. “Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Draco’s mother said and squeezed her cold, trembling hands. “It’ll be fine. I promise you.” And Astoria had been relieved – relieved that someone seemed to care for her. For her pain and fears and by Merlin, in that moment she wished for nothing more than for her own mother to be more like Mrs. Malfoy. A wish that now might even come true. However, seeing the pain she caused Draco left her feeling guilty and ashamed instead of hopeful.

A body slamming into hers pulled her back into reality. Astoria stumbled and caught herself in the last minute. “Oh,” she let out a sharp breath.

“Sor-,” you swallowed the last syllable of the word.

Astoria’s breath got caught in her throat. You looked surprisingly well put together. She didn’t know what she had expected – after all, she didn’t think you to be someone who’d suffer publicly but seeing you so calm and tidy did leave her a little irritated. Your eyes were the ones that betrayed you – looking past the blank expression in them, Astoria noticed the slight redness. It was the same redness she had seen one too many times in the mirror after nights spent crying. You must have tried to fix it but Astoria still saw the residues of the restlessness you had endured the night prior.

“I’m sorry.” The words slipped out and she wasn’t sure if she meant the bump in that happened just now.

You looked at her as if you were searching for something hostile in the sudden friendliness of Astoria’s tone. When you didn’t find anything, you mumbled: “It’s fine.” You kept on walking down the hall.

“I –”, Astoria started but then closed her mouth again.

You stopped, slowly turning around. “What?” The blank expression was no longer seen on your face. It got replaced with cold annoyance. You looked at her expectantly but Astoria was at a loss for words. “I’m surprised you didn’t already prepare for this moment.”

Astoria blinked. “Excuse me?”

“He’s yours, congrats,” you said bitterly. “You won. You and your family and this fucked up world you’re still trying to uphold won.”

There it was again – the same guilt she had felt when she looked at Draco during breakfast. “I …I did what I had to do.”

“Right,” you scoffed. “You’re a Slytherin after all.”

A line appeared between Astoria’s brows but you had turned your back on her once more. “Get off your high horse for once, will you?”, she called after you, her wits returning.

You stopped but face her.

“Stop acting all high and mighty,” Astoria continued coldly. “You made the decision to break up with him.”

“I had no choice.”

Astoria wondered if she had only imagined the words from your mouth. They were spoken so softly, so broken, they barely reached her. “That’s a lie and you know it.”

You stood there for another second before slowly beginning to walk down the long hallway. Astoria watched you, frozen in place. Everything she ever wanted was right in front of her. The only thing she had to do was reach for it. So what was stopping her?

***

It was guilt that stopped her. Guilt that didn’t leave Astoria for days.

It came in waves – washing over her when Draco sat next to her in class, his eyes searching for you in the classroom. It threatened to drown her, suffocate her, when she saw how the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard you talk to your friends. He was trying so desperately to hide his pain, to return to the way he was at the beginning of the school year. Before you had the chance to steal his heart and crush it mere moments later. However, Astoria saw right through him. He was too far gone to return to the man he was before he found you. Now, whenever Astoria pretended not to look, Draco watched you from the shadows of the last row and the bleachers of the Quidditch field. In those moments, the guilt returned, accompanied by regret and shame and she wondered if it was worth it.

Just like Daphne had asked.

Astoria never saw the two of you together again. You stayed with your friends, the Weasley girl and Granger rarely leaving you out of their sight. The occasional hateful glance was sent your way by Weasley but you full-heartedly ignored her. Her, and Draco, and the rest of the Slytherins. Well, not all of them. One early evening, the sun had just begun to set, she saw Blaise and Theo sitting down next to you outside but Pansy had pulled her away before Astoria got the chance to eavesdrop.

A week passed and Draco remained only a shell of himself.

“His nightmares returned,” Blaise told her one afternoon in the common room.

“It’s not like they ever left,” Theo chimed in, not looking up from the book in his lap.

Blaise rolled his eyes. “They’re way worse now though,” he replied and leaned over to Astoria. “He’s using that potion again.”

“He’ll be fine, Blaise,” Theo closed the book and shot his friend a warning glance. “Stop gossiping now.”

Astoria felt the glare from her sister from across the common room in that moment. Happy now?, her eyes seemed to ask. Are you finally happy, sister?

No. No, she wasn’t.

And still, she wouldn’t a change a thing.

***

It was late when Astoria left the library and made her way back down to the Slytherin common room. Her eyes burned, her neck hurt, and she kept yawning, longing for her soft pillow and warm blanket.

BANG.

Astoria tripped on the steps and barely caught herself by grabbing onto the railing. She continued downstairs, slower now, almost tip-toeing. Reaching the end of the stairs and the hallway, she guessed the sound had come from the end of it. She stopped and pulled out her wand. All sorts of ghosts and creatures found their way into the castle from time to time and Astoria was not keen on a night trip to the hospital wing.

“Screw you, Malfoy!”

Astoria’s eyes widened. You.

“Oh, we’re using last names again?”

Draco.

“Fine, Y/L/N.”

Two figures appeared at the end of the hallway and Astoria quickly jumped to the side, hiding behind the statue of a knight. Her heart pounded in her chest. She should leave. It was the proper thing to do as this was clearly a conversation not meant for her ears. However, Astoria couldn’t bring herself to walk away. She peaked around the statue.

You came down the hallway with long strides and Draco followed you. Both of your faces were flushed with anger.

“What do you want from me?”, you asked him and even Astoria shivered from the coldness in your voice.

“What I want from you?”, Draco sneered. “I want you to stop lying!”

Oh-oh. Astoria watched as you whirled around to face the Slytherin. “When will you get this into your head, Malfoy? I’m not lying to you!” Every word was accompanied by a tap of your finger against his chest. Draco caught your hand by your wrist and held it still. You let out a sharp hiss.

“Merlin, when will you ever stop this charade?” He shook his head in disbelief and his voice was as cold as ice when he continued. Astoria felt awfully reminded of a younger Draco. “All you ever do is lie! You lie to your parents, your friends, everyone who you say means something receives nothing from you except lies and deceptions. It seems to be the only thing you’re truly good at, the only thing that –”

“Shut up!”, your voice was shrill and you tried to pull away from Draco but he held tightly on to your wrist.

The scene unfolding in front of Astoria engulfed her and so she didn’t notice how loosely she was holding on to her wand – until it hit the ground beneath her feet, the wood clanking against the stones. Draco’s eyes shot in her direction at the sudden noise. Astoria gasped and hid behind the statue again. She put a hand over her mouth, her heart beating even faster now. Had he seen her? She fully expected him to be coming her way but no footsteps could be heard. Astoria remained in her position for a few more moments before slowly bending down to pick up her wand. She let it slip into the pocket of her cloak before she peaked around the corner again.

Draco’s gaze was fully fixated on you again. He had come closer and Astoria saw how his mouth moved. She made out faint whispers, yet both of them had lowered their voices enough for her to be unable to understand the words spoken. She watched the two of you with furrowed brows and then her eyes widened at what happened next:

Draco let go of your hand and pushed you up against the stone wall in one swift movement. You didn’t resist. Instead you hissed something at him before looking to your side. Draco grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, leaning in even closer.

Astoria’s mouth felt dry all of the sudden and the realization of what he was going to do next dawned on her. A strange sensation settled in her stomach and the feeling of watching something she had no right to see became overwhelming. She watched your hips move forward slightly and wondered if it was intentional or just a natural reaction to his touch. You whispered something – was it a curse? A confession? Or just another lie to protect yourself from the damage you had done?

The sensation in her stomach grew stronger. Astoria began to feel sick – and then it happened. You tilted your head and leaned in. When your lips touched, Astoria finally turned her gaze away.

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CHAPTER 23

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