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My One and Only

Genre: Fluff, Smut, small Angst if you squint

Rating: 18+

Aus/Tropes: College Au, Non-idolverse

Pairing: Leedo x fem! reader

WC: 7.9k ( I gave it plot and overdid it whoops 😃)

Sexual Warnings: Oral Female Receiving, Fingering, Unprotected Sex (use protection unless you want babies), Slight Hair Pulling, Marking, Creampie, Praise Kink

Oneshot Warnings: Alcohol consumption (but no drunk sex also drink responsibly if you're legal to drink), Jealousy, possessiveness (but remanded for it)

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Notes: Okay this one is for my Queen Tay! Tay always managed a way to make me laugh, smile, or just straight up to get in a better mood. Tay has always been such a fun and amazing person to talk to and I truly love any time we get to chat and talk to each other. Tay sweetie I love you so much and I hope you like this gift from me

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???: Um hi! Is this ___? My mom gave me your number

You stared at your phone in confusion and Hwanwoong caught your expression, “ What’s the matter?”

“Some random number texted me, but it doesn’t look like one of those automated ones or a scammer.” You answered as you showed him the text. His eyes quickly scanned it over before humming.

“ Hmmm, you're right. Know anyone you lost contact with?”

“ Well not recently.” You quipped as you texted back.

You: Yes….who is this exactly?

You both wired and didn’t have to wait long when they texted back not too long after.

???: Oh! I thought she would have told you at the very least. It’s me Leedo

You nearly spit out your drink on Hwanwoong as he gave you a look, “ Know who it is now?”

“Yeah, he was like a childhood best friend to me. I lost contact with him when his mother moved and I haven't heard from him since.” You explained as you saved the number in your phone before texting him back.

You: OH! Hi, it’s been so long and yeah mom didn’t tell me anything. How have you been?

Hwanwoong leaned over your shoulder to peek at your phone, “ Do you know if he’s hot?”

You smacked his arm and he pouted, “ I was just asking.”

“ Dummy, I just said I haven’t seen him since he moved and we were kids. I had no way of contacting him.” You said and thought back a bit to when you two were kids.

His parents lived right next door to yours and would always play together. It was a simpler time back then before getting thrust into the life of finals, professors, and restless nights.

Leedo: I’ve been good. My mom told me you were attending the university in town and I thought maybe we could catch up and get coffee or something?…

Leedo: But that’s only if you want to! Your schedule is probably busy so it’s up to you

You smiled at the text a bit. He used to do the same thing whenever he wanted to ask you to come over to his house and play with him or watch tv. A habit of his that he still hasn’t grown out of but you found it endearing.

You: Coffee sounds good to me, but we’ll have to go to the one on-campus cause most of my classes are near it if that’s fine.

You put your phone down for a second only for it to buzz again.

“….Does he have a crush on you?”

“ What?! Why would you randomly ask that?” You looked at him with wide eyes.

“ The only time I see someone respond that fast is when they're in love with someone or they might have attachment issues, but either way that boy likes you,” Hwanwoong stated in a matter-of-fact tone that made you huff.

“ I haven’t seen him since I was….what 8? That’s not even possible.”

“ Okay, so I’ll rephrase it. He’s been harboring his crush on you for years and now he’s getting a chance to finally see you.”

You squint your eyes and give him a look before directing your attention back to your text messages. That couldn’t be it. It’s been too long and you both were kids at that age. It’s been at least ten years since then. He was finally seeing you and you're already a junior in college. It can’t be possible.

Leedo: Just give me a time and place and I’ll be there.

You gave him a quick response before giving your attention back to Hwanwoong, thinking it over and shaking your head.

Yeah, that doesn’t seem possible…

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You shouldn’t have been this nervous and anxious just for some coffee. This was your childhood friend, not some random stranger you just met.

It should be nice to catch up with him after so long. You both are adults now, so of course, things have changed in both of your lives. But it should still be pleasant. Your fingers tapped against the table lightly. You would occasionally look at the glass door. He told you that his hair is currently green, so you know he would have been easy to spot.

You looked at your phone, still not seeing a text from him and you sighed. You hope he didn't get lost on campus. The university was pretty massive, but you hoped you were descriptive enough to where that wasn’t the case.

You heard the door chime and were greeted by a jade-colored head. You saw him scan the room before landing on your waving hand and you watched a grin grow on his lips. The grin alone you found contagious because it truly felt nostalgic.

He easily closed the distance and you stood up. He quickly wrapped his arms around your body for a hug and you smiled, “ It’s nice to see you again, Leedo.”

“ I know. It’s good to see you too.”

Your breath hitched. Oh, you weren’t expecting his voice. His voice vibrated through your chest easily. His voice was deep and it truly made your brain short circuit just for the first meeting.

You both pulled back and decided to walk to the line since you left your book bag at the table you were sitting at. You stood beside Leedo and felt particularly small beside him. He was taller than you and it took everything in you not to keep staring as you moved to the register.

The cashier knew you, waving and smiling since you were regular before glancing over to the man beside you. She gave you a knowing look before you waved her off and ordered what you wanted. You moved off to the side to wait and Leedo took the time to speak with you, “ I’m happy we were finally able to see each other after so long.”

You tried to not let the lower octave of his voice shake you as you smiled at him, “ I know. It’s so weird so you like this now when I remember being taller than you back then.” You heard him chuckle before reaching forward to grab your orders once he heard it. He grabbed your stuff without you asking before he nodded towards the table and you started walking before him. You missed the glance he gave you as you walked away before you sat down at your table from earlier. He sat down your orders before taking the seat in front of you.

Leedo wore this sweater that looked oversized on him with some ripped jeans and the green hair just added pop to his look. He truly became a sight for sore eyes.

“ So what have you been up to since you moved?” You asked him, reaching for your coffee cup\.

“ Well, it’s been normal, but it was boring once we moved. I missed seeing you back then.” He admitted and your grip tightened a bit on the cup, distracting yourself with the warmth of the dark brown liquid instead of his words.

“ Well, at least we can see each other now. What brought out the random text to see me?”

Leedo took a bite of the croissant he bought, chewing before speaking, “ I’m transferring universities and will be going here soon. I’m just waiting to hear back about when to start. I just gotta play a little catch-up with some classes, but I should be fine. I got in contact because mom had mentioned that you were attending here too.”

He watched the way your eyes lit up with surprise, “ Really?! You’re gonna do it here?! Are you commuting or gonna live on campus?”

He sipped from his latte, “ Managed to work out with getting an apartment here for myself.”

“ Well, you should like it here. There’s always a lot to do here and nearby and plenty of places for you to study too. If you need any help with anything then let me know.” You offered him, unable to contain the smile you had on your face. You were getting your childhood friend back after all these years and back in college no less. It was a good opportunity for you both and you were looking forward to it.

Your phone buzzed against the table and you looked down to see Hwanwoong texted you.

My Fav Dumbass😘💞: Don’t get swept up in your coffee date cause we still have our psych class this morning

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes as you texted him back quickly, telling him you know and plan to go and rapidly cursing him out for calling this a date. It was just a simple reunion and nothing more.

“ Boyfriend?”

The question made you look up at him with wide eyes before you let out a snort at the thought of dating Hwanwoong. It’s not like he was unattractive, far from it. But you never looked at him that way and, you weren’t his type.

“ No no. I’m single. That’s just my friend that I met in high school. He was reminding me about our class this morning.” You explained as you sipped your coffee some more, welcoming the caffeinated drink.

“ I can walk you there if you’d like?” Leedo offered, fingers crossed and hoping you would accept it. He was thankful when you said he could as you both got up and left the cafe, noting the way he held the door open for you.

The walk to class was filled with more idle chatter and reminiscing of your childhood. Whenever he smiled, it just brought you back to the fond memories you two had as children. But when you watched the way he paid attention to your every word or when he would look forward to some reason unbeknownst to you, you remember he’s a man now and a fine one at that.

You didn’t realize that you were already close to the building for your class, noticing Hwanwoong on his phone and waiting for you. He happens to look up and he sees you before his gaze shifted to beside you before they grew wide.

He managed to wipe the surprise look off his face as you both approached him, “ Did I keep you waiting for too long?”

“ Nope,” He gave a short answer before turning his attention to the green-haired man, “ I’m Hwanwoong and you are?”

Leedo reached a hand out that Hwanwoong accepted as he gave a firm shake, “ I’m Leedo. I’ll be transferring here really soon.”

You could see how hard it was for your best friend to contain this info but managed to keep it to him before letting go of his hand, “ Well then I can’t wait to see you around Leedo. Do you know how to navigate the campus to head back before we go inside?”

“ Yeah, I’ll be fine. You both can just get to class.” Leedo answers before he looks at you with a grin, “ Text me later when you get the chance.”

You gave him a nod and a wave as you watched him walk away from you both. Once he was a good distance away, Hwanwoong pulled your arm to get inside the building and you knew what you were in for.

“ That’s your childhood best friend now?!” You had to shush him as he practically yelled into the world.

“ You think I was expecting him to look like that? Let alone sound like that. His voice took me by surprise.” You mumbled back as you drew to the lecture hall for the class. You both sat a little bit in the back but close enough to see the board.

“ So your gonna ask him to be your boyfriend right?” Hwanwoong bluntly asked and he watched your face scrunch up.

“ Why would I make him my boyfriend?”

“ You don’t listen, do you? One, it’s obvious that he likes you so it should be easy for you. But just know if you don’t, you gotta remember he’s fresh meat on campus. He’s a good-looking man with a deep voice to match. Women and men too will probably be all over him.” Hwanwoong explained as he was focused on getting his laptop out, missing the sour look that happened to grace his face.

The worst part was you didn’t completely understand why you made such a face. He wasn’t yours. He was your friend. He could be with whoever he wanted. He wasn’t yours. He deserves a healthy relationship with anyone of his choosing.

So why was the thought of it making you upset?

Hwanwoong quietly watched you and could see all the emotions running in your mind and he chose not to clown you for it. He’ll let it all run its course and save him ‘I told you so’ for when you two started dating.

You both looked up when the professor walked in and greeted everyone. You threw those odd thoughts in the back of your mind to focus cause you know you’ll need them.

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Hwanwoong was struggling. It was happening so often that he barely even had time to prepare himself. It was just the type of entertainment he needed and he was just waiting for it to boil over into something ‘yea’ worthy.

He thought your newfound jealousy over Leedo was quite hysterical, but he had to find the strength to not burst into tears from laughter every single time to avoid getting choked or hit. But how could he not laugh?

You both could be having a conversation somewhere and you’ll catch Leedo being approached by girls and he gives them that smile and immediately frowns. He didn’t know if you knew how fast your facial expressions change but he stays quiet….sometimes.

While Hwanwoong was getting free entertainment from what was happening, you were losing your mind. You couldn’t stop yourself from glaring and frowning at the different people that approached him. You noticed the touches or the looks they give him and it made your blood boil over. But again, why? Why do you feel so possessive over him and care about who he might be interested in? Was it because you haven’t seen him in so long and you were used to it just being him and you? That wouldn’t even be far because you have Hwanwoong.

You heard someone snap before you look back up to see Hwanwoong looking a bit concerned, “ Are you back to earth?”

“ How long was I zoned out for?” You asked as popped a tater tot into your mouth. Hwanwoong stared at you as he leaned back into the booth of the dining hall, arms crossed over his chest.

“ Five minutes. You were deep in thought enough that I took three tater tots.” He chuckled when he watched you quickly look down before throwing a napkin at him.

“ Damn tater tot thief…” You mumbled before hearing a phone buzz and looking to see it was his this time. Hwanwoong picked it up and read the message, a smile gracing his lips as he responded as he spoke to you. “ You want to head to a party this Saturday?”

“ Is it Ravn’s party?”

“Wouldn’t invite you to any other~.” Hwanwoong sang and it made you smile. Ravn was a good friend of yours that you met through Hwanwoong. He was a part of the fraternity and while he flirted with you often, it was just good-natured fun.

“ I’ll go but only because I don’t have any big assignments that have to get finished that day.” You answered as you watched him text the man back before glancing up at you.

“ Do you want to see if Leedo wants to come?” At the mention of his name, you tensed. You gave Hwanwoong a faux smile that he could easily read through.

“ Yeah, I’ll ask him and see if he wants to go too.”

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Now you wouldn’t call yourself a drinker but you needed the burning alcohol to distract you.

Ravn’s party was as lively as it usually is and the man made his way around the place to greet everyone, including you and Hwanwoong. He gave you both a hug, thanked y’all for coming before being whisked away just as fast.

You and Hwanwoong naturally made your way over for some drinks. You usually will hold onto your one cup of alcohol for the entire night.

But then your eyes landed on Leedo when he stepped in. You saw from across the room how Ravn eagerly went to greet him with a handshake before dragging him along with him. He wore a basic white tee and some jeans from what you saw, but you noticed that he dyed his hair again. His hair was now black and his hair was parted showing his forehead.

He looked hot.

You blinked a couple times before taking a big swig of your cup and Hwanwoong watched you with wide eyes, “ Hey! Slow down. The party barely started.”

“ Bite me.” You tell him before taking a little bit more, feeling the burn this time before sitting it down. You were more than halfway done with your cup. It usually takes you two hours to get that far down.

“ Okay but I’m not holding your hair when you start puking.” Hwanwoong warned, almost in a scolding tone as he took a big gulp from his cup right behind you, “ Since you're my friend, I'll drink right with you.”

As time passed, the party only became more lively and energetic. You haven’t seen Leedo once since he came in and with the liquor finally hitting your body and mind, you didn’t care. You shouldn’t be so worked up over him. Yeah he grew up and became hot, but that doesn’t mean he was yours.

You kept convincing yourself that the entire night as you truly had fun with your best friend and other people you saw at the party. Hwanwoong disappeared for a bit, leaving you by one of the couches, saying he’s getting more drinks and to stay put. You giggled and agreed as you waved at him as he left you besides your classmate Keonhee.

Your body turned to the side, facing him on the couch as he chatted with you about a class you shared when your eyes looked over his shoulder. You saw Leedo once again, but this time he was looking down at someone.

A girl.

You watched her lean into him and say something to him. You watched him give a look before she wrapped her arms around his neck. Your drunk mind acted before you could register everything. You had quickly excused yourself from Keonhee, saying you had to go to the bathroom before making a straight line towards Leedo.

He saw you before you were physically in front of him. He saw the way you walked and immediately became concerned before gently moving the girl out the way and making his way to you. Before he could get any words out, you boldly placed a hand on his neck and pulled him down closer to your face, kissing him. It was so brief that he could barely register what you did. By the time he realized what you did, you were pulling him away and to the direction of the door, leading him outside.

The girl watched him leave before Hwanwoong and Ravn sandwiched her in between as they watched the pair leave too. Hwanwoong didn’t even look at her and handed her $40, “ The fact you bargained with me to double the price only for you to barely do anything is a scam.” Hwanwoong complained and the girl smiled.

“ I didn’t expect it to be this easy or happen so fast either. I thought I was gonna make her ‘hate’ me. I didn’t expect her to kiss him.” She answered, stuffing the money in her bra.

Ravn looks over at his friend, “ You think your little planned work?”

“ I’ll bet they’ll at least make out in no more than a week.” Hwanwoong drunk from his cup and Ravn snorted.

“ I’ll double whatever you put in but I think they’ll fuck.” Ravn raised his brow, a smile on his face.

“ Deal.”

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You don’t know where you were pulling him to. Your liquor infused brain just wanted him as far as possible as that girl. Your mind let you believe that you were dragging him when he was really quietly following you before he stopped and popped your imagination as you stumbled trying to pull him again. You tried to pull him like you did before but failed completely.

You turned around, brows furrowed as you stared at him, “ Keep walking.”

“ Not until you tell me what the hell that was back there.” He managed to get his arm back as you fully turned to look at him, “ Do you not realize how confusing all of this is for me?”

“ What are you confused about? I just helped you out of a sticky situation with that girl.” You say with a grin that quickly fell when he simply frowned.

“ Actually, no. She asked me to play along and I assumed someone was being creepy with her and needed someone to act like her boyfriend until he got the hint. But you showed up seconds later and kissed me and pulled me away.” Leedo explained to you.

Oh. Now you just felt terrible. You didn’t even think about that being a possibility. You’ve done that with Hwanwoong in rare situations and with Leedo being such an empathic person, he would have done it for any random woman if they asked.

“ What has been going on with you because ever since I’ve transferred here, you’ve been real standoffish and barely texting or hanging out with me. But when you randomly see me with some girl, you kiss me and pull me away from her and the party? So you're either gonna tell me what’s going on or I’m-” Leedo spoke until he heard sniffling. He looked back at you to see tears down your cheeks. His face immediately softened as you tried to wipe the streaming tears. “ …why are you crying?”

“ Because I’m an idiot that was terrified to admit that I fell for my childhood friend after all these years.” You sobbed into your palms, missing the way his eyes widened as you went on, “ I didn’t want to believe it at all. I just wanted to see you as a friend and keep it that way, but nope!” You looked up at him, a sorrowful smile as you continued to cry, the liquor in your system making you more emotional\ than usual.

“ Every time I saw you with any girl, I would get upset about it. I didn’t like seeing any woman near you and even when Hwanwoong said it’s because I liked you, I didn’t think it was possible. We haven’t seen each other since we were little kids. There wasn’t a way for me to harbor feelings for that long, but the moment you spoke to me after all these years in the cafe, I’ve been feeling like this ever since. I don’t know why I’m feeling like this, but I just know I can’t deal with you being with anyone else and I know I’m terrible for being like that to you. I would understand if you hate me now or something now. The childhood friend you remember grew up to be a shitty person.”

You felt arms wrap around you, gently resting your head against his chest. You felt him rub your back before he sighed, “ You aren’t a shitty person. You recognized that you did something wrong and feel bad about it, so don’t speak so harshly about yourself. I don’t like listening to you talk like that or seeing you cry.” He keeps his voice low, you can hear how the sound vibrates through his chest.

Leedo slowly pulled back before he leaned down and cupped your face, wiping away the remaining tears before making you focus on him, “ I don’t ever want to see you cry in front of me like that again.” You slowly nodded before he moved and kissed your forehead, making your cheeks grow warm before he pulled back. He grabbed your hand before gently pulling you beside him as you both started walking again.

It was silent and it made you fidget a bit, “ Where are we going?”

“ I’m taking you back to your dorm because you're drunk and I want to make sure you get back safe.” Leedo offers a soft smile and it makes your heart want to jump out of your chest. You leaned more into his arm, nuzzling a bit as the night breeze made you shiver.

The walk back was quiet but you barely noticed as you were slowly getting hypnotized by the scent of his cologne. You focus enough to give him your keys to get you inside. He manages to get you to your room without issue, unlocking the door and helping you inside your single room dorm. “ You think you can manage changing by yourself?” He asked, heading to the door before you grabbed onto his jeans.

“…please stay? I don’t wanna be by myself…” You mumbled, looking down at your legs. You tugged him gently and gratefully, he moved forward. “ Just face the wall and I’ll change quickly.”

You missed the way his face flushed as he awkwardly coughed before quickly agreeing and turning around. Both of your backs were facing each other as you tried your best to strip out of your clothes. Leedo tried to find anything else that was interesting until he noticed the placement of your mirror, giving him a good view of your bare back as you pulled your top off and immediately went to your bottoms before he shut his eyes and looked away.

You pulled on a big tshirt before sitting back on your bed, “ I’m done.”

He turned back around and his eyes immediately went to your thighs, liking the way they spread along the edge as you sat there.

“ …stop staring that hard.”

“ I-” He started before he sighed, “ I’m sorry.”

“ You don’t need to apologize. I like when you look at me like that.” You toyed with the shirt as he walked over, standing in front of you.

“ You can’t just say stuff like this to me.” Leedo starts before he crouches down, now looking up as he squatted, “ You don’t know what that does to me.”

You looked at him, swinging your legs slowly, “ Then tell me.”

He stared at your eyes, nearly getting swept away before letting a smile rest in his face, “ It makes my heart pound so loud that I think anyone close enough can hear it. It makes my mind race with a bunch of things and makes me believe that I have a chance with you. It makes me believe that…that I don’t have to be content with staying just your friend as long as I can be around you again.”

You held onto every word he said, even holding your breath at his pause, “ You like me?”

Leedo chuckled,“ I passed ‘the like stage’ long ago when we were kids. I’m honestly in love with you, but I was afraid of losing you as a friend if I admitted it.” He watched you take in his words, trying to give a response and he raised his hand just when you were about to speak, “ I don’t need you to respond to what I just said right now. I’ll wait for however long I need to until you're ready. I’ll stay as your friend until then.”

“But-”

“ No buts.” Leedo pushes off his legs, looking around until his eyes land on your mini fridge, opening in and grabbing a water, “ Drink as much as you can .” He hands you the bottle and watches you drink from it, happy to see that you at least drink half of it before sitting it down.

“Lee-”

“ Come on, let’s get you in bed so you can sleep this liquor off.”

You crossed your arms over your chest and pouted, “ I’m not tired.”

Leedo smiled at you but the tone he spoke in shouldn’t have made you squeeze your thighs together, “ I’m not asking you.”

He watched you reluctantly pull the covers back and get under them. “ Why don’t you want me to respond to now?”

Leedo wasn’t expecting you to ask that. He thought you would just fight going to sleep and nothing more. He sat on the edge of the bed, wide back facing you, “ I won’t be able to accept your answer.”

“ Why?”

“ You were drinking. You might feel completely different in the morning. You could just say that what happened was a big misunderstanding and leave it at that. I can’t get my hopes up.” Leedo gave a dry laugh, his hand gripping his knee to calm himself from getting anxious. He hoped that wasn’t the case, but his heart only heated faster when imagining that rejection.

Leedo froze for a second when he felt your arms wrap around him from behind, chest pressed into his back. He didn’t move an inch as he listened to you speak, “ I’ve always been more honest when drunk. Call it liquid courage,” You let out a small laugh and it didn’t aid the rapid beating of his heart, “ But I’m not gonna forget about this night in the morning or after that. If you want me to make a fool of myself, then I’ll tell you that your voice single-handedly could have ruined me. Hearing you speak made me really look at you differently cause you weren’t that little boy that I played with and was glued to back then. I realized you grew up into an attractive man and that was enough to have me act fucking stupid and not want you around other women.”

You adjusted your body to the side so you could see his face. You brought up your hand and gently turned him to face you, “ Is it selfish to say that even after all these years, that I still want to be the only girl beside you like this?”

There was a pregnant pause, both of you just sitting in it and afraid to make the next move. Your eyes flitted down to his lips before looking back to see he was doing the same thing. You didn’t notice how you inched closer to him, feeling his breath fan across your lips.

Leedo rested his hand on your nape before gently pulling in you for a kiss. It was brief and quick, like you both were nervous about the other's reaction. Your eyes met each other again before you leaned back in for another. He pulled you closer, your bare legs draping over his as his other hand pulled you in by your waist. Your fingers tentatively goes to his hair, nails grazing his scalp and he hummed.

But when you tried to pull him down, to hover over you he pulled away, “ I’m not rejecting you, but..”

“ But?”

“ I still want you sober if we go any farther than this.” Leedo said despite everything in his mind calling him an idiot for stopping.

You were disappointed, but the hopes of another time on the table stopped your pouting. Instead you leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. “ Okay but at the very least, spend the night here.”

“ I don’t think I would have been able to leave after all this anyways.” He chuckled low before standing up and going for his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. When he looked back at you, you were at him. “ What?”

“ I only got this drunk cause I was trying to drink away my thoughts of you.” You grumble, “ So technically it’s your fault. Wish I was sober now….”

Leedo smiled before he climbed into bed. He kept his jeans on despite wanting to take them off completely to sleep comfortably. You both were facing each other and you couldn’t help but stare at his face. He reached over, pulling you close so your face is against his bare chest. “ Sleep.”

You didn’t want to admit that you didn’t want to sleep, afraid all of this was just a crazy dream. But with the warmth of his bare chest and the scent of his cologne still lingering, you easily found yourself sleeping against him. Leedo watched you, enjoying the closeness of you two before eventually falling asleep himself

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You grumbled as you slowly started to shift. Your face pressed against something warm and you unconsciously nuzzled into it, wiggling your body to be pressed against it. That’s when you felt it

You opened your eyes, seeing the sun peek through the blinds on your window. You then drew attention to the bare chest you were pressed against before looking up to see Leedo was still sleeping.

You watched him shift and pull you closer before feeling it again. It made you hesitantly look down and you swallowed the spit that gathered in your throat. You swore he went to sleep with jeans on, so when the hell did he get in his boxers?!

Leedo shifted, pulling you closer to him and you tried to wiggle away. Your thigh keeps brushing against him and he groans in his sleep. After more wiggling from you, he cracks his eyes open to look at you. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

“…Good morning…”

With your tangled limbs, you didn’t mean to squeeze your legs around his one when he spoke. Of course bud voice is deeper when he first wakes up.

“ Morning…” You meekly respond as he pulls you back towards him. Your hands pressed against his bare skin as he looked at you. “ What?”

“ Are you sober now or do you feel sick?” He asked you and you tried not to roll down on his thigh.

“ Yeah I feel fine, but umm,” You didn’t forget what you said last night. You didn’t want to wait any longer, “…Can I give you an answer for last night?”

He made it obvious that he wasn’t expecting you to bring it up again with how his eyes widened but he nodded his head all the same.

You took a deep breath before cupping his face, foreheads pressed together, “ I still want you and I want to work towards a relationship with you. I want you as my boyfriend Leedo if you're still okay with that?”

He smiles, leaning in to kiss your nose and smiling more when you scrunch your nose, “ You know I always wanted to hear you say that.”

“ Really?” Your cheeks grew warm as you moved closer to him.

“ Yes really.” He brought his hand to cup your face, smiling when you lean into him. He looked down at your lips, watching the way you licked your lips. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips.

Your hands went up to his hair, pulling him closer and earned a grunt from Leedo. His hand went down your body to your ass, giving a firm squeeze before grabbing your thigh and hiking your leg on his hips.

He rolled his hips forward as he nipped your lip and opened your mouth for him without hesitation. He rolled your bodies, now being snuggled between your legs as he rolled down and kissed you till no end. His wandering hands made your shirt rise up and you could feel his hands gripping the bare skin of your waist. He pulled his lips off of you for a bit and looked at you with as much seriousness as he could muster.

“ Are you sure you want to continue like this? I don’t know if I can really stop if we keep going.” Leedo asks you and you paused for a split second before you pulled him back down for another kiss.

You spoke in between kisses, “ I’ve wanted you since last night. I want you just as much.” You rolled your hips up to grind against him and he groaned, hands moving up to cup your chest into his hand. He pressed his tongue inside your mouth and you hummed, wrapping your arms around his neck as you felt him tug on your panties. Leedo easily maneuvered the small piece of fabric down your legs, having it hang on one ankle. Fingers dipping down and he moaned when he felt how wet you were already.

“ I barely touched you and all this is for me?” His tone was playful and you swatted at him playfully to shield you from embarrassment.

“ Shut up.” You whine, ready to say something else smart when you notice how he slid down your body, bringing your legs up to your chest as his eyes stared down. You couldn’t help the way you clenched around nothing and he noticed it.

“ You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to have you like this. You look even better than I imagined…” Leedo mumbled and it made you wiggle, which only made him tighten his grip on your legs, “ I’m not letting you get away from me now.” His voice rumbled low as licked a stripe up your pussy, humming when his tongue caught your wetness before wrapping his lips around your clit.

His arms wrapped around your legs as he lapped at your core, keeping you still as you moved against his mouth. HIs tongue flicked your clit before he moved back down and pressed his tongue inside you, nose brushing against your clit. His tongue was exploring every inch, leaving no place unmarked with his saliva as he savored you. He didn’t feel the need to breathe when he had you moaning out loud for him and rolling your hips into his mouth.

Your hands tangled in his hair when he replaced his tongue with his fingers, stretching you open gently as you clenched around him. You covered your mouth with your hands and Leedo simply moved to suck at your clit harder and it made your back arch off the bed. You didn’t want to be so loud in the morning, knowing you could get in trouble for the noise. But with the way he touched you, tasted you. It was difficult for you not to slip up.

Leedo brought his mouth up and off of you, listening to the wet squelch sound from fingering you fast as he came up to kiss at your throat. You turned your neck to the side to let him kiss you more as you tried not to close your legs around his hand. “ Are you gonna cum already?” Leedo’s voice rang in your ear and you clenched around his fingers just at the tone and he noticed, “ Do you like listening to my voice that much?”

You didn’t answer him, so he curled his fingers to brush against your g-spot. You turned to him wanting to hit him,but he pressed inside a spot again and you moaned, making him smile before he pulled his fingers out. “ Why would you-”

You watched him pull back and push his boxers down before tossing them somewhere, watching the way his cock bounces out before looking at you,

“ If you're gonna cum around something, I want it to be this.”

You weren’t trying to stare but you couldn’t help it as you watched him get situated between your legs before he made you look at him, his expressions soft, “ You still want to keep going?”

“ Please?” You ask and he leans back down to kiss you and you hummed. You felt his tip rub against you and you spread your legs even more for him as he used his hand to guide himself inside of you, slowly pressing forward until he bottoms out. He swallowed the shaky moan you let out from being stretched before pulling away and resting his head against your shoulder. “…fuck you feel so good already…”

Yours arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled his body close, rolling your hips to get him to move. He pulled his hips back before thrusting back fast, making your breath hitch. You had your head pressed against each other’s forehead as you made little sounds from each thrust. You mouth slightly agape as you felt the tip of his cock brush against a sweet spot inside and you clench, making him groan low in his throat which only made you clench more. “ I knew you liked my voice.” He leans into your ear, his warm breath fanning against the shell of your ear.

“ If you liked hearing me that much, I won’t stay quiet for you.” He grins as he thrusted faster, letting you hear every moan or pant that comes from his throat and it just turns you on even more. He nipped your ear a few or dipped to your throat to place light marks as your broken moans only fueled him.

He slowed to turn you both to the side, facing each other and still inside as he hooked one of your legs up and started to thrust into you again. You felt the way his cock slide justg a bit deeper inside, making you cry out, forgetting to stay quiet as he held your hips and pulled you down to bottom out each time.

“ L-leedo-” You warned. Your last orgasm never subsided and you felt your stomach coil as you looked up at him.

“ I know, baby. You can cum whenever you're ready.” Leedo coos as he kiss your neck not slowing as he fucked you through your orgasm, legs spasming as you tried to focus on him until he slowed down for you.

You panted, trying to catch your breath until you looked at him, “ You didn’t cum yet.”

“ I know, but if you're tired, I’ll be fine.” He answers but your frown. You surprised him when you managed to get him onto his back, straddling him with him still inside.

“ No, I want you to feel good too. I don’t want to be selfish with you anymore. I want to make you cum,” You raise your hips before slamming them back down and his breath hitches.

“ Baby wait…” He started off until he groaned again as you supported yourself by holding his shoulders and rolling your hips down on him. You were still sensitive from your orgasm before, but you wanted him to cum too. You wanted to hear how he sounds when he’s close to cumming. You watched the way he looked at you, eyes sucking up the image of you on top of him like this and you could feel his clock twitch when he watched the way your chest bounced underneath your shirt. “ You look so good like this…” He mumbles as he holds your waist before moving you to come down harder on him, making you cry out.

You leaned down on him and he reached out to have you okay on top of him before he bent his knees thrusting up into you and having you whimper.

“ Leedo fuck! Don’t stop p-please!” You moan as you curled into his neck, kissing his throat and it only made him moan louder. You listened to how his voice went higher, focused on getting himself to cum. He was getting sucked in and his thrusts were sloppily and with you on his neck, he wasn’t gonna last.

“ Wh-where fuck where can I cum?”

“ In-inside! Stay inside please! I w-want it~” You answer and it only made him fuck you faster.

“ You gotta promise to take it all then okay baby? I’ll make sure to fill you up so well. You're doing so good for me baby. Just last a little bit longer.” You clenched at his tone as his hand slowly rubbed your back and you moaned at his words.

“ I-i’m doing good?” You ask as you look at him and he managed to give you a sweet smile as if he wasn’t deep in your guts.

“ Yes, you're taking me so good. Gonna take all my cum too?” Leedo smiles as you nod as he brings you back for a kiss, “Good, make sure you cum for me too, so I can see how pretty you look when cum.”

You moan against his lips as you move your hips in time and you couldn’t focus on kissing anymore as you just moaned into his ear and it was just enough for him to bottom out and cum inside with a loud groan. You weakly sob as you cum around him, feeling the warmth of cum fill you up.

You felt your eyes grow tired, already close to falling asleep until you felt kisses and it made you wiggle until you faced him to see a big smile on his lips, “ What?”

“ Nothing. I’m just happy to have you like this and I don’t mean having sex with you. I wanted you in my arms like this for so long and it feels surreal to have you like this. You were the one and only woman I wanted like this and to have you here feels like a dream.” Leedo looks down and you smile before kissing his lips.

“ I’m sorry it took this long for you to have me like this, but I hope I was worth the wait.” You grin and it made him grin.

“ You were always worth the wait.” Leedo said and out made you giggle as he pulled you back in for another kiss before your door swung open. Leedo managed to be quick enough to pull the blankets over you out of instinct. You turn to see Hwanwoong with a spare key and some bags.

“ Okay rise and shine! Your lovely bestie came with gifts to help with your hang-” Hwanwoong said as he looked up only to see both you and Leedo staring at him. “ What the fuck did y’all do last night?”

“ Truthfully? We did nothing until this morning.” Leedo answered and he laughed when you slapped his arm and you heard Hwanwoong suck his teeth.

“ Y’all couldn’t wait could you?,” He crossed his arms, clear irritation on his face, “ Now I owe Ravn money.” He put his bag on your desk and sulked.

“ Your fault for betting on me.” You pointed out and he waved you off.

“ Oh please. The only reason y’all got like this is because I paid that girl last night to make you jealous enough to grow some balls and say you want his himbo ass.” He says and he watched the way both of you stared at him and wide eyed.

“ YOU SET THAT UP?!“

“ Yeah, but I didn’t expect it to work out that quickly. Made me realize you was possessive the way you kissed him too.” Hwanwoong sassed and he had to start dodging pillows from you.

“ Out! I don’t wanna see your face.” You yell as he laughed, rushing out your dorm room and shutting your door again. Leedo couldn’t stop laughing and it was contagious enough as you hit him with a pillow and laughed too. It didn’t feel like you too just fucked. It was light and bubbly and his smile reminded you of your younger years and you couldn’t help but lean down and kiss him in between and he kissed you back.

You were happy to have him back like this. You’ll earn your right to be his girlfriend, but if it’s him, you know it won’t take much.

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@nocturne-overtures @gettin-a-lil-hanse @kimnamshiks @jacksons-goddess-gaia @yunhofingers @mirror-juliet @itbtoblikethatsometimes @lolalee24

#dee writes #kwritersworldnet #kdiarynet #oneus smut #oneus onehsot #oneus drabble #leedo smut #leedo oneshot #leedo drabble #2022 sweetie project

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manygalaxiesinone · 1 month

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Prinny Instructor Charlie & Vaggie: Pt. 6

Fenrich: "Alright, I hope you're all prepared for some training. As prinnies, you rank among the lowest in power here in the Netherworld. If you wish to survive until your reincarnation, you must be able to defend yourselves. We shall start with the basics. In case you haven't noticed, I will not be the only one observing your performances today. The woman you see next to me is Vaggie, a newcomer to this position. You'll be seeing more of her throughout the year."

Vaggie: "Alright, listen up! Don't think you'll have it easy because my partner and I are trainee instructors! As Fenrich said, if you want to reincarnate, you need to work hard and earn it. Do I make myself clear?"

Prinnies: "Yes, Miss Vaggie, Dood!"

Vaggie: "Louder!"

Prinnies: "Yes, Miss Vaggie, Dood!!"

Vaggie: "That's better! Now, take your weapons and strike the dummies in front of you as hard as you can!"

Prinnies: "Yes, Miss Vaggie, Dood!"

Most of the prinnies start attacking except one.

Fenrich: "You there, prinny, why aren't you fighting?"

Prinny: "I uh... forgot my weapons today... dood..."

Fenrich: "You forgot your weapons? You may as well perish now. You think your opponent will care that you left your weapons at home?! Of course not! They'll use this opportunity to strike you first!"

Prinny: "B-But dood, I-"

Fenrich: "Go home! I'll inform Lord Val of your failure for today."

Vaggie: "Hold on, Fenrich. Let's not count him out yet."

Fenrich: "What are you getting at?"

Vaggie: "Simple, he still has those flippers, don't he? He can fight with them. The point of survival is to make sure your opponent understands you're not worth the trouble of fighting. Even if you look defenseless, that doesn't mean you have to make it so! Now go show that dummy over there that you can still keep fighting!"

Prinny: "Y-Yes, Miss Vaggie, dood!" starts attacking with the flipper. "I'm... barely doing damage, dood..."

Vaggie: "Keep going! Little damage is better than no damage! I don't want to see a single one of you stop swinging until either Fenrich or I give the okay, understood?"

Prinnies: "Yes, Miss Vaggie, dood!"

Fenrich: "..."

-later-

Vaggie: "Alright, that's enough for now."

Prinny: "So... tired... dood... need... water... dood..."

Vaggie: "I'm impressed. Despite the bellyaching, all of you pulled through to the end. I was expecting at least one of you to quit. That already puts you ahead of the last group of fighters I worked with. What do you think, Fenrich?"

Fenrich: "I'll admit, you all performed adequately today, even despite the little hiccup from earlier. However, this is only a mere taste of what's to come later. You'd best make sure you're well prepared less you wish to face the consequences of disappointing Lord Valvatorez. For now, you have all earned your rest. Now go."

The prinnies all disperse.

Fenrich: "Vaggie... not bad for your first day of instructing. Considering your methods, I take it you were of some military status before working here, were you not?"

Vaggie: "You could say that. I'm no drill sergeant, but this is what I had to go through when I started training. Though that was back before I met Charlie. That life's behind me now for the most part. How about you?"

Fenrich: "I didn't serve any militia before I began serving Lord Val. I will say I lived a rather self sufficient life, but I don't intend on informing you any more than that."

Vaggie: "I thought not. You don't seem like the kind of guy that would tell that type of stuff to just anyone. Always keeping your cards close to your chest?"

Fenrich: "And if I am? If you expect me to open up to you, then you may as well perish the thought now."

Vaggie: "Nah. Charlie and I prefer not to pry into that stuff unless if they want to open up themselves. You just remind me of someone else I know with that mindset. Then again, I think that's the only thing you two have in common with each other."

Fenrich: "And who is this person you speak of?"

Vaggie: "Something tells me you're better off not knowing. Then again, he could be watching us right now." walks away.

Fenrich: "He could be- wait! ...Why would she say something like that so casually? Is she purposely trying to get under my skin? ...Perhaps I should send some prinnies to investigate. Can never be too careful. All is for my lord..."

???: "Hmhmhmhm... so this is the feared Moonlight Fang of the Netherworld. I can't recall the last time I've seen such an interesting opponent for a nice game of chess. Oh, this should be very entertaining hahahahaha!"

#disgaea #disgaea 4 #hazbin hotel #vaggie #fenrich

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sinful-sketches · 1 year

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The Milfs. I shall now introduce em with a blurb of a moment + general-ness :]

Lore Reitz. She's a woman of many passions. Whenever she finds herself drawn into any certain thing, she falls in love with it. Truly and wholly. First it was Rayko and the Restorationist beliefs, then it was Eric and her children, then it was her career. She was always a bit more goal oriented rather than people motivated. Lore, while a flawed mother who fucked up several times with her eldest kids, tried and adjusted accordingly.

Adele Eriko. A woman driven by her emotions, like Lore, except Rayko's death destroyed her. She was rejected by her family following Rayko's loss to his sickness and with no one else, she sought out her lover, Damien Tybur. He, too, refused her anything but rejection. Adele had to crawl to the very woman she once shunned and pushed away, broken and pregnant with nowhere else to go. Adele had never been a particularly cuddly woman but more so when the only two she relied on had both left her life so brutally.

Lore Reitz

The woman stared on in amazed fascination, staring at the short man as he walked through the doors to her parents' family business. A small clothing shop with cheap, easy to get materials. The Southern Belle, as it would come to be called, was nowhere to be found within this tiny shop. No, it had a singular sign that read "Common Beauty". A name Lore abhorred as much as Liberio's average citizens did. Yet him, he looked enamoured. The swept back hair, strand falling in his face, everything about him just screamed mystery.

"Sir," she beckoned with a polite smile, "can I help you?"

The man let out an airy chuckle, looking Lore up and down, "Perhaps." He hummed, offering a hand to shake, "I'm looking for a little something for my sister, she's... Well, she's a bit down about some guy and I'd like to fix that."

"You seem to be a good brother." Lore commented, "What are you looking for?"

This man shrugged, "Only as good as she deserves, I assure you," he narrowed his eyes at the small name tag on Lore's uniform, "Miss Frey."

Lore nervously chuckled, "Lore is fine. And you would be?"

The brunette sighed with an almost bittersweet smile, he was getting more interesting by the minute like a puzzle Lore just had to solve. "Never give out a name when you're unsure of your company, Miss Lore."

"And you're unsure of me, sir?" Lore questioned, curiosity peaking.

"Perhaps. It depends on who Lore Frey is, doesn't it?" He answered.

Lore only nodded, unsure as to what this man seemed to be looking for. It was certainly something but... What?

Adele Eriko

Adele had no need for anyone, not anymore. After years of relying on Rayko or Damien or even Lore and Eric, she stuck it out alone. Damien had already taken everything he could from her. Adele didn't have her family. Her son stolen away based on "heritage", what bullshit that had always been even when she was but a child striving for the attention of one Klemens Eriko, her father, only to be ignored in favor of Rayko. That very same brother who was cursed by Marley, her entire family had been, to die in the streets.

No amount of pride had earned them medical care akin to that given to the Tyburs. Given to Damien, her Dames, everything she admired of the family now corrupted by one man's actions. There had been a time when Adele would've given the world for Damien and his family. Another family that shunned her. Yet... This child. Adele looked down at her years ago, shocked and impressed. Now here she was. Giving her brother's look alike everything she needed to live a life better than Rayko.

And what did Lore do? Nothing. It only pushed Adele to do this better. It had become her purpose in life when the Marleyan soldiers cane to take her son away from her. Training the last Eriko that could ever amount to anything. Adele watched Zakai whip around to face her, chest heaving and fists lifted to her chest as she stood above the dummy she had felled.

"Did I do it right, Aunty?" Zakai chirped, voice still squeaky and all too happy.

Adele couldn't help but think Rayko would be ashamed of her now. Teaching his daughter, an Eriko, how to be of service to Marley. Adele sighed, just as cold as always, "Yes, Zakai. You've done well. You should go home now."

Adele watched as the small child ran up to her, her hug tight and loving, if only Zakai knew what Adele was doing. This was a betrayal to everything her family believed in.

"Thank you, Aunty Adele! I love you!"

And like that, Zakai was gone again. Adele hadn't said anything in response. She never did. Ghe woman only sat on her porch, staring at the training dummy with sad, disappointed eyes. Adele had to do this. She was sure of that much. Lore be damned, Adele couldn't lose anyone else.

#sin sketches #my art #my writing #sin writes #oc: adele eriko #oc: lore reitz #aot oc #snk oc #attack on titan oc #shingeki no kyojin oc

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niicevibe · 2 years

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𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐨 + 𝐘/𝐍 𝐇𝐂𝐬

Aigh't, I'm back with some more headcanons. In the honor of Bleach returning, I'm coming with some for Ichigo! The most underrated of the Big Three (which is devastating bc he's one of the best anime protags there is, dare I say, better than my lovely Naru-bb, but let's not get into that on here and save the drama for anitwit...)

Anyway.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none, just Ichi-bb being a doofus; small scenes + scenarios :)

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Yoruichi called it -- this boy's a prude. Even worse, he's a bit of a "tsundere".

Is it necessarily a bad thing? No... but it just makes dealing with things a little more difficult...

He's notoriously slow on the uptake of romance, so try not to be too disappointed if it takes a while for him to realize you're into him. Hinting at him probably won't do much to help your cause -- he's got "Main Character Syndrome", after all; he's got to have a minimum amount of denseness to survive. His stubborn hardheadedness really leaves much to be desired.

When it comes to friendships, however, they've always taken a certain priority akin to family. The Karakura group, his Soul Society friends, even the few Arrancar he'd gotten acquainted with -- those bonds are guarded and protected with Ichigo Kurosaki's very soul. The one he has with you is no different... if not marred with a certain forwardness.

And that's why it doesn't mean he hasn't noticed you acting "different" around him. Thankfully, he's that observant. He's actually worried about it, but since he's at least narrowed it down to being about him, he's become a little nervous to ask and find out the answer.

Ichigo isn't someone who'd go to others for advice unless it came down to the wire; another part to his stubbornness, he'll try and remain as independent as possible in trying to figure this - you - out. Because you're not giving in, either.

In the meantime, Ichigo has done well to keeping things between you and him and the others as normal as possible, not wanting to change any of his behaviours on the off-chance you'd pick up on them. Surprisingly, he's a good enough actor that you don't.

If the two of you are left alone now, it gets... quiet. A slightly uncomfortable silence that Ichigo does his best to try and think of a way to interrupt, but he's got a social ineptitude in that sense. Plenty of friends, you being one of them, and the amount of one-on-one's he's had with them and had no problems starting a conversation? It never even used to be this hard to start one up with you. So then why the hell am I struggling so much?

You feel it, too. Maybe you're not the best at starting conversations, either, but the silence is making it worse, and the longer it drags on, the more frustrated you find yourself getting. It's overwhelming, most days. Today, especially.

"There's... something you want to tell me, isn't there," Ichigo says quietly.

He thinks it's something bad, you realize, sighing at him. This time, you really don't have a choice but to finally say it.

"I like you," you tell him simply. "Dummy."

You... what? He might need you to repeat that; did he even hear you right? He's already a mess, lips parted to fill the lower half of his face, brown eyes widened in disbelief -- this is why you've been so different around him?! You've been like this for weeks! Because you what!?!

His face is about as red as a strawberry, and for a moment, he can't even look your way, instead turned to the opposite side to give him a second to collect himself, because he'd never really thought of the possibility that you'd liked him, up until now. He never thought about it, and now, it's all he's thinking about. You're all he's thinking about.

And naturally, this just gives his "inner self" something else to give him grief on; it'll be relentless. But he doesn't care. He's just trying to calm himself down enough so he can give you a half-decent response. Considering he'd never gotten good dating advice from his dad, which just makes him wonder how he'd managed to end up with his mom.

"O-Oi," he says at you, his bottom lip quickly dropping into a half-pout, half-scowl. "Y-You can't drop something like that and expect me to come up with something not half as dumb."

His answer after... is a lot more uncouth than he was hoping for. Ichigo tries to play himself off as smooth and uncaring, something his friends tease him about on the daily. You find yourself holding back a laugh, turning away from him this time, hand covering your mouth and puff-out cheeks. You taking the time to humor yourself with his romantic incapacities allows him to take a breath and at the very least, say something.

"I... don't know how to answer your question right now," he tells you, eyebrows furrowed and cheeks still peached with his blush.

His funny little cool guy persona that he maintains -- you're so in love with it. He's worn it for years, refining it and imprinting it with the shape of his soul so he'd never get caught with his pants down for any reason. With you and your confession, though, it's like he's wearing a pair of his signature skinnies that are five sizes bigger; he's struggling to keep his personality whole now as you hide your laughter behind your hand.

But he really likes all this about you, too -- how you don't restrain yourself when you laugh at something, a sound so deep-bellied and melodious and wholesome that it almost always gets a rise of smile onto his face, and everyone else's, for that matter; how when you tease someone, you never manage to insult them or make them feel lesser of a person; how no matter how embarrassed he feels from your confession, he can't deny the happiness he feels, either.

"But I guess I do, too. Dummy," he adds.

Things after that got a little confusing. It'd been a done deal; you guys were going to try out this dating thing. Ichigo was unprepared for how flustered it made him feel. He could barely keep it together long enough to pick out a shirt other than one of his graphic tees and settled on a loose button-up and the one pair of casual slacks he owned that still fit him from his final year of high school.

High school... He's known you for a lot longer than that. Since you'd lived in the same neighbourhood, you'd probably gone to the same junior high; you'd probably saw him get into all those fights that were always over his hair colour or his attitude -- were you the one who'd left those first aid items at the opening of the alleyway that one time?

You'd wondered if he'd remembered that. Some random pharmacy items just sitting on the ground, waiting for him to finish beating on some high school seniors. You walked the same route to get home -- of course you'd seen everything. A little hard not to be drawn to the sound of people getting beat up, isn't it? You could remember being glad that not long after, Ichigo had found a buddy to watch his back -- you were always grateful for Sado.

The same thoughts run through your head when you hear the small knock at your apartment door.

By no means would the Ichigo Kurosaki be some kind of romantic icon, not even if he'd been experienced with relationships. However, he's a soft mama's boy and his father doted on simped for his mama, meaning that Ichigo is very mild-mannered and at least knows dating basics.

So, when he would arrive at your door, he'd be holding some kind of gift -- maybe a flower, or a box of your favourite sweet or snack, like what he would do for the souls he'd find near the telephone poles. Something sweet and in earnest; nothing too overboard or overwhelming -- though in truth, he was the one getting overwhelmed on what to bring you until Karin and Yuzu intervened.

Ichigo is not a man who'd be one-hundred percent comfortable with most forms of personal displays of affection. If you're thinking of giving him a kiss under the public eye? Please don't; the man would have a heart attack and go full strawberry.

At least he'd be able to stop telling people his named didn't directly translate to the fruit...

Hand holding would probably be okay, but it could depend on how new into the relationship you two are together. He'd probably still end up flustered and embarrassed, made even worse when his hand starts sweating like crazy in yours before he's apologizing and rubbing them down his slacks.

He's a gentleman. Chivalrous and doting, he'll make sure that if he's present to open doors for you or carry things for you, he'll do it, even if it frustrates or flusters you, too, because he really doesn't have to, and when you voice this to him, you end up in a small argument walking down a busy street.

"Jeez, kissing you might've been less embarrassing than fighting," you end up grumbling.

And this shuts him up for the rest of the walk.

You've known him long enough to gauge his moods, such as when he needs to be left alone or when all he needs is someone in his presence; maybe someone to rant to. Historically, this last one is rare to happen, something you've presented as an issue to him and basically gave him a pre-ultimatum that that s*** don't sit well with you.

Small gestures you do that involve him might accidentally remind him of his mother, such as wiping something from his face or running your fingers through his rain-soaked hair a certain way. When you're walking down the road, you're always on the inside, furthest away from traffic, just like Masaki had done for him when he was younger. He'll explain this to you, too, after your morbid joke of--

"Hey, if I get hit by a car and die, you can just send me to the Soul Society and visit me there, huh? I'll go stay with Rukia and Renji or something."

-- that it's something that he needs to do, and he doesn't want to hear anything on it.

He also ends up flicking you in the forehead harder than he means to for saying such a stupid set of words, having to run into the nearest convenience store for a cold bottle to press against the growing bump.

"How are you going to survive an accident if you can't even take a finger hitting you in the head?"

"Because a car doesn't have the power of a death god!!"

If you need to reign him in or humble him, just throw some kind of cheesy, teasing remark at him or even go full n/sfw on him, he'll shut up -- guaranteed.

Now, in the rare chance that Ichigo might actually realize his feelings before you, he'll be blunt about it. He's not a guy that likes beating around the bush and is usually extremely straightforward. So, if he's leading the charge, you can bet he's going to take you off-guard with whatever confession he's devised to throw at you.

And if it's anything other than a "yes", he's going to be the biggest grump for the rest of your lives. Please don't even say "no" as a joke, he will not appreciate it; don't torture the man. He gets enough of that from his "inner self", especially if you say "no" and take it back. That's unnecessary fuel to the ever-burning fire inside his soul.

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tinyproprodigy · 2 years

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"it's always you getting hurt, idiot..."

The Arcana Group Snippet

POV : You usually get random scars and stuff and you don't really know where they come from to begin with (you're just clumsy like that I guess XD)

And one day you walk in and casually sit down next to your RO and do what you usually do (be it reading/start sketching/zone out/ect..) but the issue is, you're hurt and you either don't notice or don't give a damn. Hurt like a god damn stab wound and you still don't mind it somehow. Don't ask, ion know.

||Note: you will be addressed as "you" the whole time without mention of any gender specifications.||

|| Reblogs are welcome! ||

Special lines

Asra - "that's cuz it's bad!"

Portia - "it's you dummy! How'd you get hurt so bad!?"

Lucio - "LOOK AT MINE"-

Julian - "I'll be taking a look at scar number 947 for this year- and yes I had been keeping tally, love"

Muriel - "you got hurt again..."

Nadia - "And would that by any chance be anything medical-related?"

Valdemar - "...you honestly are foolish."

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Asra snippet

First thought would be about you ATM. The normality would still be there though as living together in the magic shop wasn't simple to begin with. Both of you have memorized each other's mannerisms at this point but this does not mean Asra is any less worried.

'Where?' Faust whispered to the magician as she poked and prodded at asra for an answer. One he did not have.

"I'm not sure." He admitted, sending looks at the door every few minutes. Faust's uneasiness was making him uneasy too...

'Look?'

He could go out to look for you but you both have had a conversation about how you could handle yourself and didn't need him babying you.

And he was going to respect that.

The shops bell began to ring. The one right above the door that signaled a customer has entered. Glancing once at the door, he started to calm down only to do a double take at your appearance.

"That's- are you alright?" He asked, eyes dead set on how your shirt's shade was getting darker around your midsection.

"Huh? Oh this?" You nonchalantly asked, raising your clothing up a bit to see it better for yourself. Something you haven't thought of doing. "Ah, that. Pftt, it looks bad right?"-

"that's cuz it is bad!"

'Bad!'

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Portia snippet

I would like to think Portia is the type to recognize stuff like self care and when it's needed only when it applies to others like the one where I wrote this lil babe. She's used to having things resulting from hard work as a normal thing but when it comes to a little scar on someone she cares for- mhm. You guessed it.

Taking a seat in your usual chair, you proceeded to loosen up, zoning out as your gaze lingered on the ceiling.

Was that small crack near the left corner of the room always there?

A sharp gasp earned your attention instantly as you hastily scanned the area before spotting Portia's concerned watch, making you concerned in return.

"Woah, are you alright?" You questioned as you checked for any clues of injury on the ginger before getting a flick across your forehead. "It's you, dummy! How'd you get hurt so bad?" She'd worriedly scold you as she moved to patch you up.

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Lucio's snippet

Honestly been mentally laughing at this while writing the other two cuz I know damn well-

The sound of footsteps drew closer to Lucio as he sat with his two dogs, Mercedes and Melchior, messing around with them for a bit.

You took a seat somewhat near them as you pulled out a chocolate bar, minding your own business as you watched the two dogs interact as usual.

Sensing your presence, the blond had peered over, taking note of the fresh scar on your upper arm.

"you had a fight ey? Nice scar there" He casually asked before stars began forming in his eyes as he launched to exhibit his scars too with a sudden burst of excitement "LOOK AT MINE"-

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Julian's snippet

I'd imagine him as being used to seeing scars and stuff and as much as he worries (which will be a LOT) he'll almost probably always be ready XD

Slipping through the door, you yawned as you began stretching before wincing. One peek at your stomach was enough to know the cause of the pain.

'....Anyways' you shrugged it off as you began to walk towards the kitchen to rummage through the fridge only to be lightly yanked back by your color.

"Let's take a quick seat right here" he began as he steered you towards a spot next to the table where the first aid kit sat as he continued "and I'll be taking a look at scar number 947 for this year- and yes I had been keeping tally, love"

The notebook waved Infront of your vision was enough proof to solidify that last statement.

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Muriel's snippet

Please don't even do this to Muriel, he's too precious for this ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

When I say he would be concerned. Seeing people hurt isn't his fortae to begin with because of his experience from his past but someone he loves? He'd almost have a heart attack.

Waltzing into the cabin where Inanna had been laying, you found an empty spot on the couch and plopped down, a sigh escaping you as you made eye contact with the adorable wolf. You smiled at her and gave her a light wave but instead of trotting towards you like she often did, she had bolted out of the room after a prolonged staredown.

Not bothering to linger on it for too long, you shifted your focus to the anklet Muriel had gifted you a while back. It was simple enough for it to be nongender specified and still looked elegant on your skin even though it wasn't expensive and was handmade.

You still recalled how he had flushed profusely the first week he had shown it to you as you would not shut up about it. Mostly intentionally. He was pretty amusing to mess with.

A sudden burst of footsteps had you alert as you watched the door spurt open and Muriel come speeding in, Inanna right behind him.

"you got hurt again..." This was a statement more than an answer as he took note of your forehead, his face scrunched as his usual uneasy pout began to form as he scrambled to help as much as he could.

Inanna seemed to have ratted you out.

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Nadia's snippet

Nadia would- in my imagination- be that one civil yet mom-like individual in the group lol. She'd be concerned shitless but she'd still be able to keep a clear head even if you were... As dululu as not noticing a huge and painful gash >:(

Nadia sighed in relief as she walked into your shared private courters. Dealing with so many different duties was still difficult no matter how many years she was putting up with it. She often had you as a support recharger as your presence alone had made her ecstatic enough. So yay for that.

Speaking of you, where had you been the whole evening? She had wondered where you had been. You'd often run off but always appeared just before eight and it was way past that.

Settling at the edge of her bed, she had looked out the balcony windows at the dark sky. She hoped you were okay.

As if on cue you had clumsily Stumbled into the room. Full grin directed at the beautiful woman as you lightly apologized before gesturing at the bag of food in your hand "I got The Good Stuff"

"The... Good stuff..." She began, ignoring the delicious aroma coming from the packaging and focusing on the wound on your thigh. "And would that by any chance be anything medical-related?"

This seemed to make you laugh as you raised a perplexed eyebrow at her "why would I buy medicine. I'm not sick."

"if..." She began, soon losing hope of trying to reason. She learned off how you were and she was still surprised at how you seemed to baffle her nonetheless. Shaking her head as she attempted- and failed miserably- to hold back her fond smile, Nadia began tapping at the spot next to her, signaling for you to take the spot. "Have a seat here and I'll take a look at it myself."

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BONUS!

Valdemar's snippet

Yes. Valdemar. Fight me XD

This is quite a tricky one. I'd guess Valdemar would have to get used to you really well in order to have strong feelings towards you. Strong feelings such as heavy concern, enough to overpower their scientific urge to experiment with anything.

Tapping their tool on the freshly deceased palm-sized creature, Valdemar would sigh in frustration as they pushed the whole tray away altogether.

What was going on? This was strangely unusual for them. All the sadistic enthusiasm for experimenting with an interesting subject gone just with one thought overpowering them.

Where exactly were you? Last they heard was how you bragged about learning of a place that grew Kodama's. A specific and rare soul tree they lacked for a side venture and how you would be able to get it, even if the danger was cessation × a billion.

They had hoped that you had been jesting as the ticking clock detracted them. A reminder of how many seconds had passed since they last saw you.

A click on the door had prompted Valdemar to swerve around and see who walked into their private courters and low and behold, it was you with your adorable grin again.

"guess who found your kokoma'ams~" you slurred the sentence out unnecessarily while you dangled the packaged plant as you neared closer.

It was only when you came close enough that you took note of Valdemar facepalming.

"...you honestly are foolish." They began, ignoring the strange pace in their heart as you walked closer. You always made them feel a particular way and they could not recognize why or what it was, to begin with.

It didn't take long for them to notice the slash at your neck and another near your wrist.

"foolish?" You feigned shock as you set the package on the table and leaning on it for light support before continuing "i'm quite smart if you must know"

Rolling their eyes at your retort, they had begun to move you towards a chair, hauling their medical equipment with them. Sending a short questioning look at you, a smile began to creep up their lips as they whispered to no one in particular "How in the world did you manage to stay alive for this long?"

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jaycewrites-192000 · 3 years

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You're Grounded

Summery: Smiley and Angry's little sister tries sneaking out of the house after she gets grounded. It...doesn't go well...

Rating: SFW

Pairing(s): Platonic!Nahoya Kawata x Platonic!Little Sister Reader x Platonic!Souya Kawata

(No incest here fellas)

To make a long story short, you got grounded. Not by your parents, no no. You got grounded, by your older brothers. And to you, it's a little bullshit. They were one year older than you. Who gave them the right to ground you like you were their child?

So, you're probably wondering, what did you do that was so bad that you were grounded for it? Well...you may or may not...have accidently...got into a fight at school. Not just a screaming match kind of fight, nah, you were going all in. Beating ass left and right on the unlucky son of a bitch who pissed you off.

And when you were caught and given detention, who else came to pick you up other than your older brothers, Nahoya and Souya Kawat. Or better known as, Smiley and Angry.

Now, they each had their own opinions on this situation. Smiley was actually impressed, and felt prideful in his little sis. You barely had a scratch on you! However Angry on the other hand, was not so impressed. More like worried, concerned even. He thought you might have gotten hurt, but to his relief you handled it on your own.

While the two both disagreed about how the situation was handled, they both did agree that this couldn't slide. It would have, if you hadn't started the fight in the first place. And so, they both grounded you on the spot. And now here you were, trapped in your room, while your two dumb jerks for older brothers were chilling with Toman.

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"....God I'm so bored!" You groaned loudly. "Like those two don't get into fights too! Why am only I getting punished!?" You sit up from your bed, glaring at your door. While having a stare off with the door in front of you, an idea popped into your head. "Oh that's right...they're not here tonight. They're at a meeting." You say with a smirk. "Tsk, dumbasses. They really thought I was about to stay in here all night." You hopped out of bed and strolled over to your door and opened it. Walking out and into the living room, without a care in the world.

Until it all came crashing down on your head.

Ahead of you, was your two brothers. They were just chilling out on the couch watching some random show. "Hey sis. I don't remember saying that you could leave your room. Did I Angry?" Smiley said with his usual grin...only you could tell he wasn't really grinning. "No..." Angru muttered, glaring in your direction.

"U-uh....b-bathroom?" You manage to say.

"Hm...ok. Go ahead." Smiley and Angry turned their attention back to the TV. 'Fuck!' You yelled internally as you head to the bathroom. You shut the door behind you and slide down the door, knees tucked to your chest. "What the hell are those two bozos doing here instead of the meeting?" You ask aloud.

Well, there was always another way out. Glancing up at the window ahead just beside the shower, you grin. Bringing yourself to a stand, you walked to the window and open it as quietly as possible. Moving one leg out, ducking your head under and out before moving the other leg over, you carefully climbed down. "Ha! Try and stop me now dipshits." You chuckle.

"Gladly."

"Ahhh!!!" You scream as the sudden voice filled your ears. Turning slowly you were met face to face with Angry. And boy...was he ever so angry. Like really angry. "Heeeey bro....nice night huh?"

"....Get back in the house. Now."

"Yep." You hurried back inside.

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And back to square one it is. This time, they actually locked you inside your room. "Come on!" You banged on your door. "What if I really do need to use the bathroom at some point!?" You yelled. "Should have thought about that before you tried sneaking out." Came Angry's response from the other side. "Yeah. And if you do need the bathroom, we left ya a bucket in their with you." Smiley laughed.

"No! That's fucking disgusting! Let me out!" You banged on the door again. "Not until you've learned your lesson. And you try sneaking out again, we'll ground you for another week." With that the two walked away, leaving you alone once again. You groaned and flopped onto your back on the floor of your room. Staring up at your ceiling, thinking up of different ways to escape your punishment.

Begging? No, it might work with Angry, but Smiley wouldn't budge. Throwing hands? Yeah right, you felt like living for a while longer thanks. And you can't use the old puppy eyes, they've grown use to it ever since you turned 15.

Then what could you do?

You couldn't call your best friend Emma for help, since they took your phone...so you were pretty much shit out of luck.

"Great..."

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An hour had passed, you had nearly drifted off while still on the floor. Everything seemed truly hopeless...that is until your remembered...you're a girl! "Yes! That's it!" You whispered before getting up and banging at your door again. "Hey! Jerks! I need out!" "We ain't letting you out dummy!" Smiley yelled back. "I'm serious! It's an emergency!" There was a brief moment of silence, you smirked once you heard footsteps approaching your door. "What is it?" Angry asked, his tone wavered between annoyance and concern. "Souya...this is so embarrassing...I can't believe I have to talk about this cause you won't let me out." You say with a fake sniffle.

This would get him...Angry hated it whenever you were upset. "Y/n? You can tell me." His voice was much softer now. Hell yes. "I just started my period...And I don't have any pads." You heard him hum on the other side. "I'll get them. But Smiley is going to stay here and make sure you don't leave the house."

"Can I at least go and clean myself up?" You ask with pitiful tone. There was a moment of hesitance before the sound of clicking. Angry opened the door and let you out. You hid your face in attempt to look embarrassed. "Thank you Souya." You say as you make your way to the bathroom. From outside you could hear the distant muffled conversation between Angry and Smiley before hearing the front door open and shut.

Before you could think of what to do next, you heard what could only be Smiley walking past the bathroom and up to his own room. Oh yeah, it's all coming together. Waiting a few minutes, you left the bathroom and quietly snuck to the front door and opening it as silently as you could. And just as you were about to taste the sweet taste of freedom...

"Going somwhere?"

Angry. Fucking Angry was standing at the front door, arms crossed.

"....Are you shitting me?" You utter blankly. Angry stepped forwards, backing you into the house again. "Your period was last week." He told you. "I know this because you called and asked me if I could get you some products."

Oh yeah....right...

"Nice try shit head. And now you're double grounded." Smiley said from behind you.

Well. No one can say you didn't try.

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Ahh-

I might do a follow up to this, idk-

#nahoya kawata x reader #nahoya kawata #souya kawata x reader #souya kawata #smiley x reader #smiley tokyo revengers #angry x reader #angry tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers

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riku-writings · 3 years

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ADMIRATION

Pairing: Mitsuya Takashi x Fem! Reader

Summary: Reader likes to fantasize about The Home Economics Club Leader's Hands.

Warnings: Smut with a smol plot, Fingering.

A/n: I am not really sorry about this ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡,,, inspired by that one megumi oneshot in wattpad that i read ages ago. . .((edited hundred times since i just realized now that some of the smut parts were messed up even though i checked it multiple times,,, I'm sorry for the confusion i hope i got the order right ಠ,_｣ಠ)

Wc; 2k

It started with just an innocent admiration of him being a charming dude, that's all. The guy's a good student, an overall husband material with his sewing and cooking skills. He was heaven sent with his overall visual ( dyed hair, piercings and his eyebrow slits). Everyone knows he's a delinquent because of that Pehyan dude who would fight with Yasuda-San just to excuse mitsuya out of the club. Despite his delinquent bg, Mitsuya was respectful and patient. Making every girl and boy swoon over him.

A bad boy with a soft hubby side. Best of both worlds they would say.

You were part of it. The Home Economics Club, they were lying if the whole club wasn't a simping club for the one and only Mitsuya Takashi. It was only yasuda and you who took the club for extra credits. The others well, you could say they were there to see him. Eitherway everyone was cooperative and hardworking.

Not only were you with him in that club. You were his classmate. Even better, his seatmate. You always get a view of his charming side profile.

You find yourself just staring at his features, from his long lashes to his pointed nose, down to his lips. Sometimes his tongue would dart out, out of pure concentration. (You noticed this whenever you try and get his attention to check your work in the club)

Your eyes always latching itself down to his hands. Not that you're a complete freak but you appreciate it. Like if someone asked you what body part attract you the most. You would definitely answer, hands.

His hands were the prettiest especially when its enclosed with those rings that has a cross engrave on it. It was veiny, fingers elongated and a bit bony. Nails cleanly cut. His wrist always had a silver bracelet on it. You don't know why was that attractive.

You had an unpopular opinion that it was soft to touch. You wonder if your thoughts were true. You can feel yourself blush at the thought of him just holding your hand.

You can't help it but you just stare at them with pure admiration. Due to this, you noticed how he liked twirling a pen around his middle and index finger. Fascinated, you tried it once, though you failed. You not knowing he was looking at your failed attempts. Grinning.

"y/n are you listening?" A voice called pulling you out of your own embarassing thoughts. You look up at the owner of the hands you've been staring at for a while now.

"U-uhm yes?"

"Tell me how did you end up with this then?" Mitsuya raises his brow, your messed up fabric lifted up by him. The girls around you giggled at your clumsy behaviour. You retrieved it. "Ehm, I'm sorry leader can you explain it again?"

"Alright, listen this time dummy" He says with a teasing grin, ruffling your hair gently. He sat next to you. Using the seam ripper to remove your mistakes. You just stared at his fingers pointing at where you should redo it.

You wondered how he would shove it in your mo—

You mentally slapped yourself. As you crossed your legs together at the sudden image that came over your mind. "You okay? y/n?" Mitsuya stared at you noticing how you pressed your thighs together. "Hmhm" You responded.

"Leader! can you check this?" Another called out for mitsuya. He stood up and pats your shoulder.

"alright, I'll leave it to you then" He smiled.

The next days you tried to scold your mind for having intrusive thoughts of Mitsuya and his hands. Unfortunately, your mind developed a sudden kink with it. Making every imaginary situation more. . . . lewd.

"Hey Y/n! Hold up your hand" Your classmate suddenly called you lifting his hand towards yours. You knew exactly what he was trying to do, since he's been busy tryna do that with the other girls this morning. "Eh? I don't want to." You replied.

"Bet if mitsuya did it, y/n would do it!" Another classmate of yours shouted from the back. You raised your middle finger, continuing on cramming your homework.

"Leader~ Can you do that for us~" The boys teasingly called mitsuya. Who was back from his lunch raising an eyebrow at them. Hands pocketed "Do what?"

"We're just comparing hand sizes" They shrugged lifting up their hands. "Y/n won't let us~~"

"Eh? Stop bothering y/n." Mitsuya say in his deep voice his feet landing a hit on their butts, before proceeding to you. The men in the back groaned.

Bending to meet your gaze. He grinned "Now you owe me, work on your missed templates with me later" The lilac haired boy reminded. You just rolled your eyes on him mocking a tongue out. He chuckled. "And I thought you just saved me, leader."

You stayed with him in the club room. Doing your templates beside him. Him just handstitching a bunny like doll. The room slowly darkening as the sun sets. He turned on a lamp beside his table. Slowly the other girls started to leave the club room, waving their goodbye's to Mitsuya.

"Hmmmm you've been spacing out lately, are you okay?" He coughed softly referring to your messed up works recently. Eyes going to you.

"Me? spacing out?" You acted dumb, you scoffed in a fake manner. Brushing your hair with your fingers to shake off your stiffening state.

Not meeting any of his gaze, you just continued to sketch.

Did he figure it out? Did he catch me staring at his hands? Nah I need to stop overthinking.

"Alright then." Silence invaded the whole club room again. Your eyes roamed around realizing the rest of the girls left already leaving you two alone.

"Hold your hand up." Mitsuya suddenly commanded. Eyes going to him, you raised your brow. "I wanna know— our hand difference." He explained raising his hand infront of you. Placing his doll down the table.

"You know the boys in our class are just a bunch of perverts right?" Speaking like a fucking hypocrite, your actions didn't match up with your words. Almost instinctively, you faced him holding them up. He pressed his against yours.

Your insides melt at this gesture. Your theory confirmed that he has actually, soft hands.

"You have cute small hands" His lips curled up, slowly his fingers intertwined with yours, locking it with his. "Well yours rough" You lied, cheeks burning as you looked at your connected hands. "Is that so?"

Abruptly, mitsuya pulled you close to him. Making your other hand rest on top of his shoulder. His face centimeters away yours. Lips almost brushing.

"So is this what they're trying to do with you?" He asks in a low voice his eyes piercing through you. Craning his neck, curious.

"Yeah. . . " You broke eye contact. "Good thing I stopped them." He chuckled, eyes closing. He leaned back. Patting your head.

Funnily, that interaction with him didn't stop your thoughts. Actually it made your whole dirty secret worse. Just seeing him tapping his fingers on his lips as his chin rested on his palm. Made your mind run thoughts about the things his hands would do to you.

You leaned back looking around the morning peace in the clubroom. You were always the first one to go here. Since it's more quiet that way.

You closed your eyes craning your neck side to side. Loosening up a bit.

What would his fingers feel wrapped around your neck— no. no.

You shifted on your seat, pressing your thighs together. Mentally slapping yourself.

Changing your attention, your sight caught your pen. Picking it up you tried to do that cool trick again. Trying to twirl it around in between your middle and index finger.

"Ohhh you're trying to do it again?" Mitsuya popped out of nowhere. You jolted a bit, making him laugh. You clearly didn't see him coming in.

He hovered behind you, his chest pressed on your back as he rested his hand on your desk right beside yours. He leaned in observing your half-done project. "Again?" You asked head turning towards his face.

"Well I saw you trying to do this"

He pulled his other hand up grabbing your pen, his fingers did it in ease. "no need to brag leader-san" You tell him grabbing your pen back. "Looks like you're gonna stay with me again later" Mitsuya mentioned pointing at your work.

After classes you proceeded to your clubroom already, knowing you're gonna take so long with your project. Though you were greeted by yasuda leaving you with her tasks because apparently she also had friday plans like the others. The others always had friday plans that it would leave you, yasuda and mitsuya with the work.

"It's okay yasuda-san! I promise to clean up and remind leader to lock the door!" You assured her, she then finally nodded. "Fine fine— Also don't let that slimy delinquent distract leader" She added, you nodded giving her a big thumbs up, she then waved her hands leaving you all alone with the mess of excess papers and fabric from this morning.

You tied your hair as you clean up the place before doing your own project. You actually sat on the front desk as you look around feeling satisfied. Finally continuing your hand stitch. (You gave up after breaking 3 needles into half with your machine.)

You stay seated on the front desk, comfortably doing your own project. Humming a few songs here in there. The door then slid open.

"I'm guessing yasuda san has plans?" Mitsuya came in seeing you on his desk. "yup" You nodded eyes focused on your stitch. Sudden fingers gripped your knees.

"You should stop manspreading in that skirt" He scolded you pushing your knees together. You shivered at his touch against your skin. Due to this sudden awareness of his hand still gripping your lower thighs— you accidentally pricked your finger on a needle.

"Ouch." You hissed as you saw your finger starts to ooze out blood. "You're so clumsy" Mitsuya clicked his tongue removing the cloth on your hands bringing it down to the side. He grabbed your hand and started sucking on your finger.

"U-uhm" You widened your eyes as you saw the sight of mitsuya sucking your index finger. You blushed profusely at this. "Eh? I- I — you didn't have to do that" He finally let go of your finger.

"I don't have bandages on me—plus that always does the trick" He says wiping it. You just nodded looking around. "Tsk what is it that got you distracted again hm?" He questions furrowing his brows he leaned closer to you. He layed his hands on the table, locking you in.

"Ugh you really want me to say it huh?" You groaned. He craned his neck to the side. Waiting for you to continue. "Okay— I may have a small admiration towards your hands. . ."

"Admiration?"

"Well it was honestly innocent at first until it got all dirty and as much as I wanted to get it out of my head you suddenly do things to me"

"And what was my hands doing?"

"Mitsuya . . "

"No dove tell me" He said as the choice of endearment shoot straight to your core. Making you shift on your seat.

"hm shoving it in my mou—"

Mitsuya shoved his middle and index finger inside your mouth. Your cheeks burn at the sudden action. His other hand held your waist, holding you closer. "You like this?" He asked with hooded eyes. Your tongue twirled around his finger, he slowly discarded them letting out a popping sound as it came out of your lips. Feeling your chest warmed up down to your lower belly.

"Is this why you're so distracted lately? because you're too busy thinking about my hands?" He then held your chin with his fingers as he hummed. Lips inching closer to yours. You just nodded feeling feverish. "Do you want me to kiss you?"

Once again you nodded. You can feel the growing lust underneath your skirt. Pressing your thighs together to relief the heat. Mitsuya following the movement. His eyes went back to pierce through yours.

"Say please" He smugly commanded. You pouted.

He taps your lips. Wetting it with your own spit.

"Please kiss me."

Mitsuya leaned in to claim your lips, you lightly gasped as his lips finally touch yours. Closing your eyes, you melt into his kiss. He smirked at his before his hand on your waist went up to your hair tie, pulling it to let your hair flow against your shoulders.

He then licked your lips, instinctively you opened your mouth allowing him to enter his warm wet muscle inside. You whimpered at this, feeling your feverish state get warmer. Spreading all over your body. He caressed your cheek as he kissed you deeper. His other hand caressing your side, slightly brushing up against your chest. You hummed against his lips.

Biting onto your bottom lip he licked it. Before leaning back, placing a soft kiss on yours before taking in your whole panting visual.

"Do you want me to touch you, dove?" He questions, his thumb now pressing onto your bottom lip. His left hand went down on your thighs, softly pinching them.

"Please touch me, takashi"

With that his fingers indulged inside the band of your damp underwear. "Hm you're so wet, princess" He hummed letting his finger brushed up against your folds. You squirmed under his touch, your pussy clenching around nothing.

"Is this what you're thinking about in class?" He whispered next to your ear, placing a hot kiss on your cheek. You nodded, biting onto your red lips. As his middle finger continued to slide so easily with your wet slick. Up and down teasing both of your sensitive clit and your pleading hole.

You then felt the pad of his fingers teasing circles on your entrance, you looked at him with glossed eyes. He licked his lips seeing you practically begging for it.

His other hand held the back of your knees spreading your legs to gain more access. You leaned back supporting your weight with your hands.

Letting your skirt ride up, He bit his lips as he saw your ruined flimsy panties with his hand in it. You just looked at him with a pout wanting his fingers to penetrate your hole. "Please" You plead him trying to grind into his hand. Without caution he plunged his two fingers in your heat.

You bit back a moan. "Don't hold back now, dove." He said with a smug as he felt your hole clench around his fingers. "I-I can't takashi" You say feeling little under him. He chuckled at your pouting lips before placing a kiss on them. "Acting shy now huh"

Mitsuya curled his fingers inside making you squirm. "Don't move." He warned before pounding his hand into your writhing pussy. His long fingers hitting your soft spot almost immediately. You moaned letting your forehead clash itself against his. "You're taking my fingers so well baby. So noisy" He said referring to the slick slapping sounds of your wet pussy. You blushed at this ashamed on how you were making a mess on his hands.

"Aa you're so lewd— bet you've touched yourself multiple times thinking about this" He said adding another finger in your hole easily. You sobbed at the sudden feeling of fullnes inside "Hmm too much"

"Too much? you're a good girl you can take it" He says kissing your cheek once agaib. He thrusted his three fingers into your hole curling it up to feel your spongey walls clenching into him tighter.

"Mmn t-takashi—k-kiss" You mumbled feeling yourself itching up to your own orgasm.

"You want a kiss baby hm?" He hummed as his thrusts got harder and faster. Knuckles deep, the tip of his fingers hitting your sensitive spot. You purred nodding, He kissed your lips deeply making your moans muffled. You felt hot inside you as you panted trying to comprehend everything that he was doing to you. With that you felt your orgasm continue to build up. Your head leaned back breaking off his kiss, grinding back into his hand. Mitsuya felt yourself tighten continuing to hit on your sweet spot. Your own wetness beginning to drip down.

His thumb finally taking notice of your abandoned nub. He played with it. You squirmed as you feel it burn against his thumb.

"'m close" You squeak biting onto your lips. "Go on baby cum on my fingers" He said littering kisses on your neck, hands pounding into you harshly. With those words and his thumb rubbing your sensitive clit. Your thighs started to fidget. You closing your eyes shut as you panted.

You came onto his fingers. You let out a whiny moan as His fingers slowly ride out your high.

"Good girl" He said pulling his fingers out your panties. Your eyes opened seeing him cleaning his fingers clean with his tongue. He smirked as you lolled your tongue out. He placed his fingers on your tongue, letting you lick and suck them clean.

"You look so pretty like that, dove" He say as you finished pulling his fingers out popping out of your lips. He held your waist with his arms, moving you closer again. Leaning in to kiss you softly this time on your forehead. "How was that?"

"Better than what I imagined actually"

"C'mon it looks like we have friday plans too" Mitsuya said kissing your lips. Bringing you down the table. You smiled.

#mitsuya smut #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #tokyo manji gang #takashi mitsuya #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya x y/n #mitsuya headcanons #tokrev mitsuya

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im-a-gaymess · 3 years

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How do I tell him?

Young!Tom Riddle x Male Reader.

7th Year.

Angsty Fluff? Contains suggestive/smut scenes.

Slight mention of violence (Just Tom wanting to punch the stupid out of people).

Summary: You and Tom are in love with each other, always were, though you only realize it after ending a pretty toxic relationship.

Word Count: 1786

A/N: I thought of this while listening to Strawberries & Cigarettes thought I'd share

[1:42 AM]

"Look, I'm not saying that I want their attention 24/7, it's just that, well, they don't ever try to make time for me. Even when I need them, they're never here. But I'm expected to be there for them at all times. I'm just so tired of it. I don't know what to do anymore." You sighed, lowering your head as your eyes wander around the ground.

You've lost sense of time, place even. Only once you stopped to take a breath did you note how late it became. As you raised your head you saw how dark it really was there. The clouds over the stars making their light nearly non existent, and the moon half hidden behind some trees.

And as your eyes travel all over the quiet, dark yet beautiful sky, Tom's attention is strictly fixed on you.

If only you knew how much that man felt at the moment. Really, he was almost overwhelmed with the amount of different emotions.

For one, how badly he wanted to punch your partner for how deeply they hurt you. He knew, from your previous vents, that there was so much more than them just having no time that bothered you. He wanted to make them cry out apologies with regret guilt for how they made you feel.

But also, he couldn't help but feel the need to hold you, keep you close to him, tell you how everything's going to be alright. How all he wants to do is protect you from all of the world's evil, to keep you from anything that could cause you harm.

Without you even noticing, Tom gently put his hand over yours, rubbing circles with his thumb on your hand. How can someone be so,, so endearing,, so loveable and be treated this way? How could someone ever look at him and want to use him? he thought, not brave enough to bring himself to tell you what he truly thinks of you.

"You know you deserve better, right, my love?" he asked, and you, all too familiar with the pet name reply with a little smile. "Would you be surprised if I said yes?" you chuckled, turning to face him, the sight of the boy in front of you making your smile grow a little bigger, causing the other to look at you with loving eyes.

"I still love them, though, I don't even know why, but I do. I still hope they're going to change, even when I know they won't" you continued, a short, awkward laugh leaving your lips.

"Believe me, sweetheart, I know exactly how that feels." he smiled at you, gently stroking your face with his free hand as the two of you continued to talk about everything, and anything, enjoying the company you gave each other.

[Following day, 4:27 PM]

Who knew that drawing in the library's restricted section would be so relaxing? Sketching animals, book covers, objects and even some random fellow housemates. It wasn't so bad, right?

But let's be honest, you were only using it as a means of distraction, trying to get yourself to forget about the fact that you're going to break up with your s/o. You don't even know how Tom managed to convince you.

Of course, it's for the best, you know that. Doesn't change the fact that you feel so damn guilty about it. I mean, why do you even? It's not like they value you, it's not like they won't have other people lined up to take their bullshit right the moment you decide to leave.

Okay, that's it. You're doing it, you're definitely doing it. You mumbled to yourself. After, of course, another art session in your little distraction place.

[5:54 PM]

What's the worst that can happen if I confess? I mean, it's not like the world would end, not like the world would explode and I'd be buried underneath layers of rock and lava.

You had him feeling something he's never even imagined he'd feel; he was nervous. His forehead full of sweat, causing his hair to stick on to him. What are you putting him through?

Friendship...That's all I am to him. I'm just a friend to [Y/N]. He only sees me as a friend. Nothing more than that. Maybe I shouldn't. I probably shouldn't.

[6:11 PM]

To his surprise, Tom heard a knock on his door. He most definitely wasn't in the mood to see, yet even talk to anyone.

"Tommy? My love, are you in there?" You questioned quite loudly, making sure to be heard from across the wall.

That petname, you have no idea what it made him want to do. Did he want to have you underneath him, touch every little bit of your body? Did he want to show you that you're his? Hear you whine and beg for him to kiss you; and so, so much more than you could imagine.

It's not the time to get lost in such sinister thoughts, Tom, he mumbled to himself, finally walking over the room to let you in.

"Hello, darli―" before he could finish, you rushed into his arms. Wrapping your hands around your friend's waist as your head rested under his own. "I missed you all day, dummie" you spoke quietly, finally happy to spend time with him.

He was quite surprised to say the least, you weren't the type to enjoy going for any type of physical affection of any type, unless it was under certain circumstances. Especially the hug being so long.

He wasn't complaining, he adored it, but he couldn't help but worry. Was something wrong? Were you hurt?

"Love, as much as I enjoy moments like this, is there anything you need to tell me? Should I kick anyone's arse?" he raised his brow, looking down at you.

You shook your head, never letting go of the taller man, a smile appearing on your face. How cute he is when he's worried, you thought.

That's pretty much how the rest of the day night went. The two of you in each other's embrace, spending it in utter silence, just glad to be in your own little world together.

You told him, before going back to your dorm, about how you finally broke up with that douchebag, and was your man proud.

The couple next days, weeks even, went by quickly. You and Tom would hang by the library after classes to complete and give help with what the other might have been stuck on.

Tom walks towards you, so dangerously close, you can practically feel his lips on yours. A hand's glued on the wall next to you, right above your head. Your body pressed against a door, his knee right in between your legs, brushing against your crotch. His other hand pulling you closer by your waist, soon planting kisses all over your jaw and neck. You can't help but melt into his touch, his lips- you just want more, more of him.

You gasp, practically jumping up your bed. It was only a dream, wasn't it you thought, sighed in slight disappointment. You wouldn't like to admit it to yourself, but you've been thinking about Tom in a certain way lately.

That only made things worse for you. Because according to you, he would never see you that way. Because the way you saw it, Tom only ever thought of you as a friend.

And so thought he. He was just as disappointed every time he'd dream of the two of you being intimate, romantically, sexually, it didn't matter. He was just as devastated when he woke up. Always went back to sleep hoping those wonderful dreams would go on.

Both of you had a few dreams like those. Some were a whole lot sweeter. Dates together, just the two of you softly making out with the sound of classical music in the background. All of this causing the two of you a bittersweet feeling, thinking that all of this was just hopeless dreams, impossible to come true.

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Starry night, you and him, the lake, the full moon shining bright. There's nothing that could ruin this delightful night. It feels like a dream, so much that you even question the reality of what's going on.

"Is this...real?" you ask Tom, not taking your eyes off the sky you so dearly loved. He raised a brow at you, looking at you in a clearly confused expression.

"If it wasn't, we'd be doing more than just stargazing, love" he chuckled, really hoping you'd take it as a joke.

"What would we be doing then, darling?" you question once again, mocking the way he calls you petnames while at it, a visibly evil smile painted on your face.

Tom takes his bottom lip in between his teeth, turning to face his pretty boy. "Do you really want to know, [Y/N]?"

The usage of your name kind of, just a little bit, frightened you. Not in a necessarily bad way, more like in a 'I have no idea what to expect next' way.

"What would you do if I kissed you?" he smirked at you, feeling oddly confident, though your silence and shocked face slowly faded. He was about to mutter apologies 'till you let out a mumble. "I'd like that" you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

"What was that, my prince? Would you kindly repeat that for me?" he told you with a straight face, making you wonder if he truly didn't hear you. If only you knew the amount of pride he felt at that moment, barely four words and his mind wandering to so, so many things he knew the both of you would like.

The shade of your cheeks changed a bit, was it from embarrassment? Or from the idea that he may actually like you back. Either way, you did repeat what you had told him, blushing even harder as there was an ever-growing smile on your face.

Soon enough, Tom sat up, leaned against a tree nearby. Motioning on his lap, he asked you to sit there, and happily you did.

You've never seen him smile like that. He looked at you like you're the only person in the world. His hands firmly on your cheeks, slowly pulling you in.

Your arms instinctively went around his neck, tilting your head to the side in order to deepen the kiss.

Once you pulled away to take a breath, his hands rested on your lower waist, his eyes staring at you lovingly as they always did.

"You know I'm no good with words." you looked at him exactly the way he was looking at you; you were truly each other's everything. "I know, my prince" his hand wandered around his loverboy's hair, soon pulling him in yet another kiss.

He knew he loved you, and now he was sure you loved him too. Only thing is, he wasn't sure how to ask you to take over the world with him, but for now, he was happy with what you had, and so were you.

#i loved the process of writing this #I feel like Tom would really treasure the person hes in love with #harry potter x gender neutral reader #harry potter x male reader #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle #tom riddle x gendernatural reader #tom marvolo riddle #writing #scenarios #tom riddle headcanon #harry potter #hogwarts #harry potter fanfiction

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cherrycheridarling · 3 years

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happier | t.h.

tom holland x singer!reader

warnings: swearing and sad. fluff if you squint

summary: you wish tom the best with his new relationship in your new song. {listen to happier by olivia rodrigo (if you want)}

wc: 3.6k

'We broke up a month ago,'

"I've been thinking," your heart sunk at his words, "I'm always working." he grabbed both of your hands.

You locked your gaze in his. Sat in the living room of his shared flat. Inches apart yet you could already feel the separation between the two of you growing.

He avoided your eye contact, "I-I can't be in a relationship unless I can give one hundred percent of myself to the other person. A-and I know I haven't been doing that to you, which is c-completely unfair." he wiped away a tear from your cheek that you didn't know had fell, "You've been so, so good to me. I'm sorry I wasn't better, but I can't keep putting you through this." his voice was barely audible.

You finally tore your eyes away from his face. His tear soaked face. Choosing to stare at a spot over his shoulder instead. You took three deep breaths. In and out. Something about his words made you confused, but your pain overpowered it.

"Please say something. Anything." he whispered against your knuckles. Holding your hands to his lips.

You gently removed your hands from his grip, "Thank you for being mature and honest with me." you started with a sniffle, "Thank you for all of our memories and for showing me what love is," you cupped his face, "Thank you for everything, loser." your light laugh lacked any humour, but it still brought a slight smile to his face.

He held your hand that was resting on his jaw, "I love you more than life itself, darling." he kissed your palm and you felt your heart shatter. "Never hesitate to call, dummy."

You nodded with a sad smile. "I love you, too." You stood up and made your way out of the door. A year and a half down the drain within ten minutes.

'Your friends are mine, you know I know you moved on. Found someone new.'

"Do you guys wanna do something on Saturday? I don't have work. Maybe karaoke?" you asked the group without looking up from your phone.

Harrison made a confused noise, "Did you forget? We have Nadia's birthday par—" you heard a loud smack, "—Ow! What? Oh, shit."

You looked up to see Zendaya, Jacob, Harry, Sam and Tuwaine all glaring at Harrison.

"Absolute div." Tuwaine muttered.

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Who's Nadia?" you looked at all of them as they avoided eye contact. "Daya?"

She let out a long sigh before clearing her throat, "Um, Nadia is- Well she's kind of- you know, um—"

"—Tom's new girlfriend." Sam finished for her.

Your mouth formed an 'o' shape as you processed the information. His new girlfriend. It'd been a month and four days since he ended your relationship. And he had a new girlfriend.

It took him a month to move on. A month to be able to give a hundred percent of himself to someone.

You couldn't tell if you were more angry or sad. Maybe a mixture of both. Angry that your friends were hiding information from you, but at the same time you understood their intentions. Sad and upset because the boy who told you he wasn't ready to give a hundred percent of himself was already with someone new.

You slowly nodded, "Oh, okay. Well, I hope you guys have fun." you gave a tight lipped smile before looking back at your phone.

Everyone glanced at each other worriedly before allowing their gazes to fall on you again.

"How do you feel?" Jacob asked cautiously.

You locked your phone and set it on your lap, "I'm fine." you faked a smile, "I think I'm gonna head home, though. It's getting late and I have an early studio session. Bye." you quickly grabbed your purse and left with a small wave.

"Y/N! Wait—" the slamming of the front door cut Tuwaine off.

It was three p.m. and you weren't supposed to be in the studio until noon.

'One more girl who brings out the better in you,'

"Y/N/N. You need to talk about it sooner or later." Zendaya reminded you as she sat at the end of your bed with Harrison beside her.

You removed the covers from your face, revealing your tear stained cheeks, "Does she make him happy?"

There was silence from your two friends before they hesitantly nodded. Both weren't completely sure, but they assumed she did.

"Does she bring out the best version of him? Does she stroke his hair while they cuddle? Does she cook with him? Does she walk Tessa with him?"

Harrison sighed, "Y/N/N, we—"

"—Because that's what I did. I brought out the best side of him. I stroked his hair while we cuddled. I cooked with him. I walked Tessa with him. I did it all. Every single thing." your voice broke towards the end as you let the sobs rack through your body.

Harrison and Zendaya went to either side of you and held you. They just held you. Because even they didn't know what to do.

'And I thought my heart was detached from all the sunlight of our past,'

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Zendaya asked as you walked towards Tom's front door.

You nodded and smoothed down your sundress, "Yeah. We ended on good terms. It's been two months or so. We're friends. Plus, I miss hanging out with all of us." you assured her.

She sighed before knocking on the door, "Alright."

A few moments later the door swung open revealing Tom. Dressed in black jeans and a white button-up. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Curls dangling over his forehead. A sweet smile on his lips.

You felt your stomach lurch. Air leaving your lungs involuntarily. Heart rate quickening. You could smell his cologne and every single memory with him clouded your mind.

"Hey! It's great to see you guys—"

"—Sorry. I-I think I left something in the car. One second." you rushed out the words before turning on your heel.

Zendaya let out a long sigh, "Fuck."

Tom frowned, "Did I do something wrong?"

'But she's so sweet, she's so pretty. Does she mean you forgot about me?'

"Y/N!" an unfamiliar voice called out to you from somewhere in the boys' backyard.

It was Harrison's annual barbecue get together. Nearly three months since your break up with Tom.

You turned towards the source of the noise and found a girl walking towards you. Brunette. Tight black dress with black heels. Body and face of a model.

"I've been dying to meet you! I'm such a huge fan. I basically live off of your music." she giggled as she hugged you.

You smiled, "Aw! Thank you! That means so much to me. You look amazing, by the way."

She laughed, "Thank you! But you're absolutely gorgeous! Sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nadia, Tom's girlfriend."

Of fucking course.

You raised your eyebrows, but managed to keep a smile on your face, "Oh! I've heard so much about you! Well, Tom's one lucky guy," you chuckled, "I'd love to chat some more, but I need to use the washroom. Excuse me. It was a pleasure meeting you." you gave her a hoaxed smile before quickly walking away.

You were two feet away from the washroom when Zendaya grabbed your arm, "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost or something."

Your breaths were coming out in short puffs, "I just met Nadia?"

Her eyes widened before she dragged you towards Tuwaine's room, "Okay. Let's sit down."

'Oh, I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me. I'm selfish, I know. I can't let you go,'

"You should move in here." Tom mumbled against your shirt.

You let out a small laugh, "You already have four roommates, love. One more might turn this into a barn."

He lifted his head off of your chest, "I'm serious. Driving from Manchester to Kingston all the time is such a hassle for you. We have recording studios here and it would make me the happiest man in the world if I could wake up to your gorgeousness everyday." he planted kisses on your forehead, nose and lips.

You chuckled at his boyish grin, "It's only a three hour drive and I'm sure the boys don't want me imposing on your time with them."

He quickly shook his head, "I already talked to them about it and they want you here, too."

You raised your eyebrows, "Well, if you're sure it'll make you the happiest man in the world, I'll think about it."

"You already make me the happiest man in the world, but I needed something to convince you." he rested his head on your chest again as you laughed.

'So find someone great, but don't find no one better. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.'

"Are we ordering pizza?" Harrison yawned from beside you on the couch.

"Sushi?" you grinned hopefully.

Tuwaine shook his head, "We had sushi last night."

"Tom and I are making dinner for you guys!" Nadia reminded you from the kitchen.

Her arms wrapped around Tom's waist as he stirred whatever was in the pan he had on the stove.

You really hated their open floor layout at that moment since there wasn't a wall to block them from your view.

"Oh, yeah. What're you making?" Sam asked.

"Salmon with rice and steamed veggies." Tom answered without looking up from the pan.

Everyone made noises of realization as you turned to Harry, "Aliens or a tiger. Which do you think you could beat in a fight?" he asked.

You laughed before replying, "Hmm, depends. Are the aliens small or—"

"Tommy!" you heard a girly giggle and turned to see Tom with Nadia over his shoulder as they laughed and ran around the kitchen.

You quickly diverted your gaze to the coffee table. Forgetting about Harry's absurd question. All eyes were on you.

"What?" you asked when you finally looked up at your friends.

"Are you okay?" Harrison frowned from beside you before resting his head on your shoulder.

You let out a dry, quiet laugh, "Of course. As long as he's happy."

The looks of pity you received were almost as painful as the scene you witnessed moments ago.

'And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean,'

"Premiere day!" Zendaya walked into your shared hotel room with a bright smile, Nadia following behind her.

You faked a smile as you applied another coat of mascara, "You girls look gorgeous."

Zendaya was in a red and black sequin gown. Hair down and heels on. Nadia was dressed in a maroon silk dress with a slit on the side. Black heels dawning her feet. Both had makeup and accessories on matching their attire.

You were in an emerald green gown with a slit running down your left leg. Silver heels and silver jewellery to match.

"So do you!" Nadia exclaimed as she sat on Zendaya's bed.

"Are the boys coming soo—" Zendaya got cut off by three loud knocks on the door.

"I'll get it!" Nadia jumped up and opened the door.

Tom was stood before her in a maroon suit. Matching her dress. Black dress shoes. Matching her heels. Glasses on and a bright smile.

You watched as Tom ran his eyes down Nadia's outfit, "Well, aren't you just the most beautiful girl in the world?" he planted a kiss on her lips as you witnessed with envy.

"Aw, Tommy. I love you."

"I love you more, darling." he grinned before looking behind her.

Heart wrenching pain struck you again.

You watched as his mouth fell open by the slightest bit. Eyes growing wider.

He quickly snapped out of his daze, placing a pearly white smile on, "You two look absolutely stunning."

You acknowledged his compliment with a curt nod.

Zendaya let out a laugh, "Yup. About to out do you at your own premiere."

'Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me?'

"Green or white?" you held up both dresses against your body.

Tom looked up from his phone, "Both of them will look amazing on you, love."

You sighed, "I appreciate the compliment, but I am meeting Sebastian Stan tonight. Now is not the time for indecisiveness. One of them will make me look bad and I need to know which one."

The Infinity War premiere was in two hours and your anxiety was growing by the minute.

"C'mere." he motioned you towards him with a 'come hither' gesture as he sat on the edge of the hotel bed. You made your way towards him. Standing in between his legs as he wrapped his arms around your waist, "You are the most beautiful girl in the world. Absolutely gorgeous. You could make the ugliest dress look like something from a fairytale."

Your smile grew as he kissed your stomach, "Thank you, mi amor." you bent down and placed a peck on his forehead, leaning your head against his, you whispered, "Now, green or white?"

He chuckled and pecked your lips, "White."

You smiled before making your way to put on the white dress, "I love you."

"I love you more, darling."

'And now I'm picking her apart. Like cutting her down will make you miss my wretched heart. But she's beautiful, she looks kind. She probably gives you butterflies.'

"I don't like her." you murmured.

Zendaya chuckled, "Nadia? You barely know the girl."

You nodded, "And I don't like her. I don't like her giggles and her nickname for him. I don't like her hair."

You knew you were looking for things to dislike, but there weren't any. She was a fan of your music, she complimented you all the time. She was genuinely a great person.

She sighed, "No, you don't like the fact that she's dating Tom. If she wasn't, you wouldn't be saying any of this."

You rolled your eyes and glared at her, "Can you let me be angry?"

She laid herself down on your mattress, "Nope. If you wanna be angry, be angry at Tom. Nadia hasn't done anything to you. You're better than this."

"God, I hate your optimistic side sometimes." you threw a pillow at her.

She laughed, "One of us needs to be the optimist."

You sighed, "Do you think he misses me?"

"Yes." she replied without hesitation.

You sat up and furrowed your eyebrows, "What makes you say that?"

She let out a long breath, "You need to talk to him about that."

'I hope you're happy. I wish you all the best, really. Say you love her, baby. Just not like you loved me. And think of me fondly when your hands are on her. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.'

"And you're dead." you dropped the controller on your lap as you defeated Harrison in Super Smash Bros again.

He huffed like a child, "Unfair. I taught you how to play, how'd you get better than me?"

"Actually, I taught her how to play. And I am ten times better than you." Tuwaine corrected him.

Harrison scoffed, "Whatever. Sweaty nerds, the both of you."

Nadia spoke up from Tom's lap, "Can I try?"

You nodded, "Who do you wanna go against?"

She chuckled, "I think I'll verse Harrison. Seeing as how Y/N just kicked your ass, I wanna at least have a chance."

Her comment made you laugh as you handed her the controller and watched them pick their characters. You watched as Tom set his phone down and focused on the screen where his girlfriend chose Pichu.

"Choose Kirby." Tom told her.

She furrowed her eyebrows, "Why? Pichu is so cute."

"Y/N always plays as Kirby and she always wins. With that stupid power absorbing ability." he chuckled as his eyes landed on you.

You felt your heart skip a beat at the small detail he remembered before you played it off with a light laugh, "Not my fault you thought Luigi could beat Kirby everytime we played."

'Ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo,'

You pressed on the keys of the piano in the boys' home. Singing your heart out. You still had your spare key and Harrison told you no one was home.

You were waiting for them to return from golfing so you could have your Sunday night dinners. It's been nearly four months since your breakup with Tom. Your album was due to be released on May twenty-first and you were letting the still evident pain fuel your lyrics.

"I hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me. I'm selfish, I know. I can't let you go. So find someone great, but don't find no one better. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier." you faded out the piano and pressed stop on the recording on your phone.

Writing down small notes about the song and things to tweak, your thoughts were quickly interrupted.

"I'm not."

Your head snapped up. Tom was leaning against the doorframe behind you. Tears escaping his eyes.

"T-Tom. I'm sorry. Haz told me the house was empty and I just started playing and- Wait. What did you say?" realization dawned on you.

He stepped closer and sat beside you on the piano bench, "I'm not happier. Hell, I'm not even happy." he gave a pathetic attempt at a laugh, staring straight at the black and white keys.

Your mind was trying to catch up with everything happening, trying to register his words, the state he was in. Grey sweats, black tee. Messy hair and red eyes.

"Why?"

He released a heavy sigh, "There's so many things you could be asking 'why' about. Why did I break up with you? Why am I with Nadia? Why am I not happy? Why the hell am I crying? Which one is it, Y/L/N?"

You blinked a few times, "All of them."

He sniffled and rubbed his face, "I felt like I was holding you back." he started, catching a glimpse of your confused expression, he continued, "You hadn't released any music in over year. There were so many articles saying that I was the reason that the biggest pop star in the world was quitting music. I didn't want to be the reason for that."

"You weren't and you aren't." you assured him.

He shrugged, "I just felt like you would do a lot better without me. And you are. Look at you, your fifth album is coming out next month." he nudged you with his shoulder, "I'm proud of you," he smiled.

"T-thank you."

He nodded, "Anyways, why am I with Nadia? Um, a few days after we broke up, I went to a friend's place to distract myself, as one does. She was there. She was a distraction. I never meant for it to get this far. You know, she actually asked me to be her boyfriend." he chuckled dryly to himself as you listened intently. "I guess, I thought it'd be easier to move on if I had something else to pour my love into?"

You nodded slowly, "Okay, I somewhat get that. So you really do love her?"

He quickly shook his head, "No, no, I don't. I mean, I can't. No one can truly love two people at once. And I think that answers the question of why I'm not happy." he paused and faced you completely, "I'm crying because hearing that song and hearing how evident your pain in it is, that will make anyone cry. I'm crying because I miss you and I miss us. I-I miss what we had and what we were. I miss your kisses and your stupid jokes that only you laugh at. I miss going on walks with you and Tess. I just miss you."

There was a long period of silence after his confession. You were trying to process all the information he was giving. He was cursing himself for being so straightforward. The longer it went without a response from you, the more anxious he got. He grabbed your hands, holding them to his lips.

"Please say something. Anything."

Déjà vu.

You swallowed, "You want honesty?" he nodded, "Okay, I was so mad at you. I-I was infuriated. Y-you told me you weren't ready to give a hundred percent of yourself and that you couldn't be in a relationship until you could give all of yourself to that person. Then a month later, you're with her. Making me feel like you just couldn't give yourself to me." you paused and shook your head, "You could've told me the truth. You should've told me the truth. We could've talked about it. We could've avoided months of awkward run ins and no communication." he nodded, still holding your hands in his, "I'm not gonna lie and say I don't miss you because I do, I miss you more than anything, but we shouldn't be doing this or saying these things while you're with her." you removed your hands from his.

He spent a moment looking down at his fingers. Releasing short breaths. "I don't want to be with her."

"But you are. And I don't want you to break up with her for me. Because that's not how things work, Tom. But you shouldn't stay with her either. Especially if this is how you're feeling. That's just unfair to her." you shook your head and felt your mind clear.

He nodded and met your gaze, "This is the end of us, huh?"

You shook your head, "I don't think there will ever be an end to us." you laughed dryly.

He agreed with a smile, "For forever and a day, remember?"

You nodded, "For forever and a day."

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Welcome, Father...

"Tell us, demon scum." The male agent grabbed the light from the female agent, shoving it in his face, "Who do you work for? Satan?"

"How did you get to our world from the afterlife?"

"Why are youse killing humans?"

"When did you show up here?"

The damned agents finally stoped passing the lights about, giving him a moment to adjust to the situation.

"Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there, bitch." He snapped at the humans, "First of all, we just woke up from a very nasty shock and I'm still feeling fuckin' woozy, so I'm gonna request you fetch us some coffee before we get into this. I mean, everyone gets coffees in shitty movies with scenes like this, am I right? I want something iced, bitch." Looking over his shoulder, he asked his employee, "Mox?"

Raising his nose, Moxxie began, "I'll have a Neopolitan cappuccino, more cappu than cino, make sure it's got no more than four ounces of milk, the beans won't have the right texture otherwise, and make sure they spell my name correctly on the cup they always put "Foxy" or "Roxy", I hate that."

"If you can't handle that, I'll have a Venti traditional Misto. Please use soy milk with two blond shots Affogato and Ristretto. I'd also love three vanilla pumps at the very bottom. Then, add the coffee after, then-"

"Enough!" The male agent snapped, "We aren't getting youse coffee!"

"Wow, I was getting massive douche chills just there, Mox." He told him proudly, "Congrats!"

"If we have to, we are willing to resort to torture methods to get answers out of you nasty hell beasts!" The female agent failed to sound threatening.

"When you say "tortured", do you mean physical or psychological?" Moxxie asked in his typical know-it-all tone, "Physical seems counterproductive; we would likely tell you anything if it meant an end to the pain, and you have no way of knowing what was true." He spouted at the humans.

"Or we might like it too much." He but in, "And then you got a whole new thing to deal with."

The male agent leaned down, raising a bore "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, you're stupid, huh? I can work with stupid. Daddy Likey Dummy!" Blitzø taunted the agent.

"Good one sir, Daddy likey-" Moxxie sputtered, squirming in his chair.

"You better stop laughin' at us." The female agent threatened.

"Yeah! You're the ones at our mercy!" The male agent yelled at him, grabbing his collar

"It's hard to resist, I'm really sorry. I mean, considering your approach thus far, you've had us tied up here for what, hours?" Mox cut in, "And you haven’t even had us confirm what exactly we are!" Moxxie mocked the agents like the nerd he was.

"What are you?" The female agent asked, a curious tone coming to the females voice.

"I'm a Virgo." Moxxie told her, smugness dripping from his voice.

Both Imps burst into laughter, the agents only getting more frustrated.

Just as the male agent was gonna snap at them, the door to the room suddenly swung open.

An unnatural amount 9f light poured into the room, blinding them all for a brief moment. Once there eyes adjust, they found a silhouette standing in the doorway.

They were dressed in black, looking up a distinct shine came from his eyes, the figure wearing glasses.

Walking into the room, the figure spoke, "The question isn't what they are? The question is why there here?" He spoke cryptically.

Stepping closer the male agent came to meet the stranger halfway, "Who da Hell ah' you and how'd you get in here?" The male agent demanded.

Raising his gaze the stranger wore a smile.

The agent noticeably reacted. Stumbling back "F-f-f-father Cain... W-what are you's doin here?" He sputtered.

This 'father' just smile at him, "My associates informed me you acquired two new specimens." He looked at him, "I've come to process them." He spoke menacingly.

Father cain looked over the agents shoulder, gazing at him and Moxxie. "Excellent job My child. I always knew my faith was well placed." The father told the agent, patting his shoulder.

The agent seemed taken aback, "Th-thank you Sir." He spoke, a lone tear sliding down his cheek.

"Father Cain?" The female agent asked, walking up to 'father' Cain. "Last I heard you were down at some beach on Spring break."

Smiling at the pair, father cain raised a finger, "Ive no time for such hedonistic pleasures. Not while the Lords work is to be done" He said happily.

"Now" He began cheerfully "I need a table if I am to do my work." He spoke firmly, raising a medium sized doctors bag, that seemed to appear from nowhere.

The male agent snapped to attention, quickly running about before rushing into the back room.

Walking forwards, Father Cain removed his glasses, staring down at him. "My, my, my, they certainly did a good job. Quite a pair of specimens you have here." He spoke to himself.

Raising a brow, Blitzø wore a little grin. "Oh yeah? You should see my junk, now thats a specimen." He spoke in his usual cocky tone.

'Father' Cain just smiled, slowly walking around to Moxxie inspecting him as well. "And unharmed, very impressive." The 'Father' told the female agent.

A moment later, the male agent returned, awkwardly dragging in a large wooden table. Dropping it down, he gave a few deep puffs, "There ya go 'Fatha', will this do?"

'Father' Cain smiled told him, gratefully telling him "That will do perfectly, thank you my child."

Walking over, the 'Father' placed his bag down before opening it and pulling out a myriad of odd and strange objects.

There was a series of shiny items and tools. Although a small wooden case caught his attention, the Imp couldn't help but think it didn't belong.

"Hey, uh, you guys seem pretty chummy and we'd hate to be a third wheel, so we'd be happy to leave you to it." He cut in smugly, hoping to get a rise from one of them.

And that he did, the male agent trying to snap at him, only to be tempered by this 'Father' Cain

Calming down, the male agent asked, "What did you mean, when you came in Sit. That it's not "What they are, it's why there here?'"

Smiling, Father Cain patted his shoulder, "I'm glad you caught that, I always knew you were sharp."

He smoke warmly, "I said that because, simply put. I know what they are. They are Imps." He said it simply.

That actually surprised him, even Moxxie reacted, releasing the slightest gasp.

Looking over the father just had a eerie smile, clearly happy with there reaction.

Both agents looked confused, "Imps?" They asked each other.

The father released a deep sigh, "Yes, Imps. Imps are the very lowest of the low in hell, as well as the lowest of the Hellbornes, or Hellspawn, I can never seem to remember which is the proper term."

Walking over, Father Cain placed a finger under his chin, raising his head to meet his gaze. "Your responsible for the death of a two hundred and sixty three humans." He told him coldly.

"Yeah, but I wanna know is why?" The female agent asked, "If they were just killing humans for shits and giggles, why not just kill wherever and whenever?" She asked.

Nodding his head, "Because..." Father Cain stood up, "They do serve a higher demon, but not Satan."

Standing up, the 'Father' walked to his bag, pulling a yellow folder out. "They've killed hundreds, and the only thing that connects them...? Death."

There was another pause, before he spoke again, "But not there deaths. Each person they've killed has had someone directly related to there lives die in the past decade."

Walking over to the Imps, the 'Father' showed them a series of pictures. Blitzø recognised them... they were targets they'd killed.

"There not killing them for a demon lord, there killing them for other human souls. I imagine with a the ability to travel to the human world, you've turned revenge into a buisness." He said simply, tossing the pictures to the side.

Crouching down, the 'Father' stared at him coldly before asking "Who's book did you use to get here, Demon?"

Blitzø stared back at him, the Imp doing his best to keep calm. But he could tell this human was clearly more dangerous than the other two idiot 'demon hunters'.

Standing up, 'Father' Cain told the other agents coldly, "Leave us. Remove any cameras. I dont want any sort of witness."

"What?" The female agent asked aghast, "We caught these 'Imps' there our score and we'll be interrogating them." She snapped at the 'Father', only for the the father to calmly stare at her.

Before he could speak, the male agent grabbed her by the wrist, dragging her out of the room he spoke hastily "P-please forgive her, Sir. She doesn't fully understand the importance of your work."

The female agent put a fight, but was quickly pulled out of the room, slamming it behind him.

Now with just the three of them, 'Father' Cain removed his glasses before placing them on the table.

Stretching his neck, he removed the white collar piece at the front of his shirt, placing it in his coat pocket.

"Now" he began coldly "shall we begin the fun?"

Turning around, Blitzø decided now was a good time to speak up. "Fun, aye? What kinda fun we talkin. Shots, blow, maybe a good old fashioned threesome?" He asked, hoping to get under this 'Father' Cain's skin.

He was surprised, however, when the 'Father' just laughed, glancing over his shoulder at him.

"Your tricks won't work on me demon. I'm used to your tricks by now." He spoke happily, grabbing a small gun like object. Placing that down, he inspected a series of bottles.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Blitzø spoke up. "You clearly know more us then those dumbass agent dickwads did, so... what's your game?" He asked, trying to be serious.

The human stopped for a moment, looking over his shoulder, he spoke up, "I know much about you. For instance, your the other Imps boss, hence he calls you Sir." He spoke coyly, still inspecting the myriad of items he'd brought.

"I also know you've killed people on three different continants, although I wonder how many you came up to kill specifically and how many were collateral." He spoke again.

Turning around he held a small bottle, walking forwards he leaned over Blitzø "I also know you can only get to the living world if your a succubus, a demon lord, or... you have a Grimoire."

Blitzø chuckled, "What is that some kinda fish?" He asked, trying to play dumb.

The 'Father' chuckled, shaking his head, "Besides how do you know I'm not a succubus, I can hold my own in the sack." He spoke smugly.

The 'Father' stared at him, an eerie smile crossing his lips.

"You want to know how i know what you are?" He asked coldly, cold eyes sending a shiver down his spine and not in the good way.

Before he could ask what I was, the father reach forwards, ripping a hole in his pants leg. "What the fuck?!" He yelled at him, "These are my good pants!"

Not minding him, the 'Father' removed a second bottle. "This" He showed him a small blue bottle, "Is poisen to Succubus." He said simply, opening the bottle and revealing an eye dropper, dropping two little droplets on his leg.

Nothing happened, the cool liquid sliding down and observing into his pant leg. Putting the bottle away He showed the original brown bottle, "This... is for Imps." He said simply.

Opening the bottle, it revealed another eye drop, holding it over his thigh, he dropped a single drop on his leg.

This time his whole body reacted, he pulled against his bindings as he released a blood curdling screech.

It felt like someone was jamming a molten hot poker into his thigh. It went on for minutes, the Imp whining in pain. "What the fuck do you want you sick fuck?!" Blitzø yelled at him.

A small smile crossed the 'Father's' lips before he stood up and told him "I want to show you something."

Walking over to the table, he grabbed that wooden case before bringing it over to the Imps.

Crouching down besides the both of them, he told the both of them "These are my most prized possessions." He spoke warmly, running his hand across the wooden case.

"What'cha got there? Ya dildo collection?" He tried to sound smug, though the Imp was still writhing in pain.

He heard moxxie tried to laugh, but it died in his throat, the smaller Imp still terrified by his boss's earlier reaction.

Opening the case, he revealed several colourful arrow heads, each one varying in size, shape and colour.

It took a long time, the imp looking over the arrow heads before he realised, 'Those aren't arrow heads... there demon tails.'

"Fuck..." Blitzø gasped, he heard Moxxie sputter out a similar cuss, just as scared behind him.

The 'Father' on the other hand, seemed quite proud, gently trailing his fingers across the tail heads.

"These are my life's work" He spoke calmly, "I've dedicated my life to hunting demons like you." He trailed his fingers across the tails, "Most of these are from Succubus. They can come and go from my world to yours the easiest, so most of the demons we find are Succubus."

He pointed to two crimson tail tips, "But these two... these two are special."

Leaning in, he spoke gently "These two... are from Imps." The revelation seemed to bring bile into the back of Blitzøs throat.

"Jesus..." moxxie said shakily, turning his head and throwing up.

Blitzø took a deep breath, doing his best not to throw up. Looking back at the human he found him holding up a tail head.

"This one" he told him, twirling it between his fingers, "I got at a little beach city. The city getting my attention after a giant demonic fish had popped up. Sound familiar." He asked with a smirk.

"Unfortunately most of them had used there demonic charm to escaped the police before I arrived... key word being, 'most'." He told him, turning his attention back on the tail head.

"I got this one from a succubus. She hid herself as a chubby little black woman. She played dumb, just like you, and much like you she was cocky and ignorant." Placing the tail tip into the container, he said coldly, "But now..."

He left the question open, clearly trying get in there heads. The problem being... it was working.

Standing up the human didn't speak for several long moments, before he placed the case on Blitzøs lap, gently telling him "Hold this"

Blitzø's whole body froze up, a deep sickness growing in his stomach as he felt the cool wooden case on his lap.

The human walked over to the mirror Blitzø only just noticed. The human stared at it for a long moment, the silence in the room becoming palpable.

Until the silence was dashed when the 'Father' smashed his arm through the mirror, before throwing his body back smashing the male agent through the mirror and slamming him into the wall.

Looking at his slumped form, 'Father Cain turned back to the now broken mirror, finding the terrified female agent standing there.

Releasing a deep sigh, the 'father' began climbing in through the now broken double sided mirror.

"It was your doing, wasn't it?" He asked, "I said I needed no witnesses, but you always did hold him back. What a waste of potential." The 'Father' told her, before grabbing her and dragging her through the window.

Bringing her to her knees, he grasped the sides of her head.

The woman desperately clawing at his arms. The female agent releasing a desperate cry for mercy as he began crushing her head.

Blood began trailing from her eyes and nose, crying out until her head splattered between his hands, sending a splatter of bone and brain matter across his face.

Dropping her now destroyed head, he realised it, the now sludge like head hit the ground with a wet splat.

Before the 'Father' flicked his hands, looked back at the Imps, "What the fuck are you?!" Blitzø yelled at him.

The human only smiled, walking over, he gently grabbed the wooden case before walking back over and placing it on the table.

Walking over to the now collapsed male agent, he placed his foot on the side of his head. "I... am alpha and Omega." He said coldly, staring him right in the eyes before crushing the other agents head beneath his foot.

Walking back to the table, he grabbed a red cloth, wiping his face before placing on his glasses he turned to the two Imps.

"Oh Satan... Oh, Satan please, please help me" Moxxie begged, clearly losing his shit. "Please just let me see Millie one last time, I don't want to die."

Before Blitzø could snap at his limp dick employee for showing weakness, the roof began to rumble, bit suddenly gave way, Millie falling through carrying a battle axe.

"MILLIE!!!" Moxxie practically cried, tears of joy beading in his eyes.

"MOX!" Millie cried back, rushing over and getting them out of ther bindings.

Just after that Loona broke through the door, Blitzø taking a moment to tell her how proud he was to see her in the field.

Now all free and together they turned to the 'Father', finding him still very much cool and collected, the sight sending a bone chilling shiver down his spine.

"Just in time" The human spoke, seemingly happy at the outcome "Its so good to see a family reunited."

"Now I imagine one of you have my Grimoire?" He asked inspecting his fingers. "Give it to me and I'll let you leave."

Now it was Blitzøs turn to chuckle, "Nah, I don't think so." He spoke cockily, reaching into his emergency pack for a gun.

The 'Father' just chuckled again, standing up straight he snapped his finger. And like it were choreographed, dozens of suit wearing humans burst into the room.

"Gentlemen!" He addressed them "These demonic scum have killed your commanders. And they shall do it again and again and again, until you send them back to hell." He told them, stepping into the back room.

The fight after that was one of the best Blitzø had ever had, although it would have been even better if he didn't have this injured leg.

Regardless, the whole thing was so bad ass and everyone was working together so well. He even got to see his Loony kick some ass.

Firing a missle, from his over sized launcher, he cleared what was left of the agents.

He'd though that was it, there weren't anybody left to stop them.

He was wrong.

The lights to switch to red, an alarm start blaring through the facility.

They all made for the door, only for a series of doors to slam in there face, locking them in the room.

His Loony tried desperately to read the book, but couldn't see anything in the crimson light that filled the room

It was then he heard a slow clapping, all of them turning to find the 'Father' giving them a condescending clap.

"Well done, Hellspawn, Well done. You've killed all the witnesses, depleted your ammunition and now I know you can't read the Grimoire in crimson light. Well done."

Standing before them, even outnumbered and unharmed, the 'Father' seemed to hold total control of the situation.

Before he could think of something any, all the air seemed to such out of the room, demonic whispers filling the room like shadows.

"You dare threaten my Impish little plaything~" the whispers spoke.

He knew this voice, but like his friends and family, he chose not to speak, too caught up in the moment.

Screens flew off the wall, avian footprints trailed across the floor. The bodies of the dead agents rose to there feet, eyes black as they began the intricate process of drawing some demonic symbol from there own blood.

Stepping back the 'Fther' looked about, before smiling, "Finally" He whispered, pulling out a flask and began chugging it.

Shadows seemed to slither like a million black snakes crawled across the floor, disappearing at the 'Fathers' feet.

There was a long pause before the human bent over and violently projectile vomited, throwing up what seemed like gallons of black liquid from his mouth.

The vomiting stopped, the human standing back up.

The back liquid slowly pulled itself to gathering, slowly morphing into a figure.

The black tar slowly formed into feathers, limbs and fingers, a set of crimson eyes appearing in the black goo.

The figure appeared to be Stolas. But this was not the elegant demon lord of hell.

This being was a wretched, wounded animal, covered in filth.

The 'Father' just wiped his mouth, that cold gaze returning to his eyes. Stepping forwards he grabbed Stolas by the filthy collar, staring him down.

The owl demon was a sputtering mess, coughing up black liquids as he tried to breathproperly.

The owl looked up at him.

And for the very first time in wjat was likely a millennia of existence, Stolas looked Terrified.

Not scared.

Terrified.

Grabbing at the arms of the human, the Prince of Hell sputtered out, "W-what are you?"

The human stopped, looking down at the owl, leaning down and whispered, "I am the beginning... and i am the end..."

The owl just stared up at him in horror, the humans hand coming to wrap around his throat, the demon feebly attempting to break free from his grasp.

There was a long moment where the only sound in the room was the prince's pitiful wheezing, frail little cries coming from the owl as the life was squeezed out of him.

The sounds were seemingly corked by a wet smack ringing out.

Blitzø had taken one of the agents weapons, a large knife and had impaled the 'Human' through the lower stomach.

There was a long moment of silence, before the 'human' slowly turned to look at him with that same cold gaze.

Without releasing Stolas, he pulled his arm back and smacked Blitzø, sending him sliding back to his friends.

Reaching down, he grabbed the knife, yanking it out of his back without hesitation.

Nothing came from his wound, and when pulling the knife out, no blood stained it's blade.

With knife in hand, he released the owl, letting his pathetic form hit the ground, the owl desperately gasping for breath.

Leaning down, you grasped Stolas' wrist, the owl releasing a pathetic little gasp of pain, followed by a frail little whimper as the 'Human' slid the blade across his wrist.

But what came next left them all shocked.

Bringing his wrist to his mouth, he pressed his mouth down before greedily suckling the foul blood straight from his veins.

He drank down the demons fowl blood, not making a sound cept the muscles of his throat contracting to push the fowl liquid down his throat.

The demons black blood flowed down his throat. Every demon in the room just watched, to shocked to think and to fearful to do anything as you had your way with the Prince.

After a few minutes of the 'Father' drinking the demons blood, he finally released the demons wrist. The owl quickly clutching his wrist to his chest as he desperately clawing to get away from the 'human'.

The 'Father' stood there, panting as a demons black blood stained his lips.

When he finally opened his eyes, they held a Unholy glint to them.

Wiping his lips he walked forwards, calmly packing what few items had survived the fighting into his bag before Putting on his glasses and placing the small white band into his shirt collar.

Walking past the now cowering demon Prince, he leaned over and pressed one of the buttons on the dashboard, instantly the lights returned to normal.

Stepping before the group they awaited some sort of attack, or threat, what they got instead was a single phrase "Excuse me."

He said it so simply, each hellborne took a moment to make sure they'd heard correctly.

Each of them just stared for a moment before Millie spoke up, "What?"

The human raised a brow, lowering his glasses he asked again, this time his voice cold, threateningly cold, "Excuse me."

The demons awkwardly stepped to the side, giving him a clear path to walk.

Walking past them he gave them a slight nod, "Thank you."

The demons were all in shock, silently watching the 'human' walk away from them.

"That's it?" Blitzø asked before he could stop himself, quickly slamming his hands to his mouth.

The 'Father' stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder, he smiled, "Kill you later." He told them playfully, lowering his glasses and giving them a wink.

He walked away, the eerie sound of his shoes on cold tile floors permanently burned into there memory.

Hey Hey, I hope you enjoyed. I really wanted to try something a bit different. I had the idea for this in my head since episode 6 came out and I just really like the idea of an unknown entity showing up with either motive or intentions clear to anyone.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, I really wanna start writing more of my own original ideas, so expect more content in the future. Bye Bye.

#helluva boss headcanon #helluva boss #headcanon #helluva boss I.M.P #truth seekers #episode 6 truth seekers #helluva boss truth seekers #helluva boss original character #not really clear what im doing #just going with the flow #my own idea

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