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roturo · 10 months

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BAD IDEA, RIGHT?

INUMAKI TOGE X READER

SUMMARY: meeting up with your old friends sounded like a good idea, turns out lying and saying you and your ex ended up as a friends would include him there, so that was a bad idea of yours.

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, subspace, exes!to lovers, use of curse energy for sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, use of sign language, almost caught, after care, dacryphilia.

Life has been great.

Ever since you broke up with Inumaki things have been just fine. Both of you decided to end up as friends. Which might be awkward between the both of you but when you’re together around other people it wasn’t that bad.

You decided to focus on your training, even though it became a little bit too much to be at the same place with your ex… so you decided to live alone and start a new life. College is a new experience and it has been really fun! Training at home wasn’t as effective and efficient as training with Gojo-sensei and your friends… but, you felt more comfortable this way.

Some days you felt like exorcizing some curse and just walked through the city and found one.

Just for fun.

That’s what Maki told you. ‘Let’s hang out all of us together like the old times! Just for some fun!’

And everything was going great! But you never expected Yuuji to enter next to Inumaki into Maki’s room. You haven’t seen him in like four? six months? It’s been a while…

And to say he looked even more handsome than last time is understandable. Half a year and he grew up. He seemed taller than last time, his shoulders broader, and his hands…

You scold yourself for staring too long at him. His eyes locked with yours and a small awkward silence was in the room. But thankfully, Yuuji couldn’t tolerate silence and proposed to order some pizza and talk about how things have been.

You told them about your new friends at college, how you've been auto-training yourself, and how you felt like a new person.

Inumaki felt nostalgic. Watching you grow up and create a life without him made him sad. Thinking about the old times and how you talked to him for hours about having a family. How you stayed with him even if he couldn’t communicate himself like others, he loved you, and he missed you.

You missed him too, and when Maki asked if you were comfortable right now, even if your ex is literally like less than two meters in front of you, you said, ‘yeah! why not, we didn’t end on bad terms! can’t do people reconnect? I only see him as a friend.’

The biggest lie you ever said.

But the both of you knew those glance you gave each other, you needed the other… So when Maki accompanied Yuuji for the pizza you couldn’t control yourself.

And I mean like you couldn’t control yourself literally, he controlled you. He took his hands off.

‘Follow me.’

Your body was moving without your permission. Following Inumaki to what you assumed was his room. A tingly feeling dressed as nervousness was appearing in the low part of your tummy.

You felt anxious? excited? euphoric?

You missed him so much it was hurting, so when you got inside his room, thinking about if what’s going to occur was correct, you stared at your phone for some second before murmuring to yourself ‘fuck it, it’s fine’ —the first thing you did when you had control back was send a text to Maki.

‘I’m sleeping in another place.’ Maybe she’ll think you didn’t feel comfortable enough and needed to leave.

But maybe that’s not the case. You might sleep on someone else's sheets.

‘Inumaki…’

‘Shh… Undress yourself.’— You wanted to first kiss him, but he seemed eager to have you— and how could you say no? Maybe he wasn’t even controlling you and you were doing it for your own taste.

Feeling vulnerable in front of him— he grabbed you by the waist pulling you closer to his clothes body and started kissing you like a hungry man— You missed his touch and he missed yours.

Coming here wasn’t a bad idea… right?

Wrong.

Your body was sore and twitching of how many times he has made you cum. He’s been eating you out for hours now— with just one word making you cut whenever he felt like it. Making symbols on your pussy of what you suppose it’s his curse marks— Your eyes were full of tears, vision blurry and feeling dizzy.

‘N-no more ‘Inu..’

‘Osaka ‘ Was all he said, keeping a straight face before watching you before continuing eating you out— ‘Squirt.’ Your body shook before your vision turned black and everything felt a thousand times more— his fingers inside of you, slurping your fluids out of you. It was a disgusting mess— but he loved watching you turn into a mess thanks to him. It was his mess.

He never abused so much of his power on you, but this time it was different. He needed you, he wanted you.

Once he felt he got enough of your poor and used pussy, he got up— Watching you trying to keep your eyes open. Makeup ruined, hair tangled and tears coming down your eyes. You felt fucked out— feeling sore on parts of your body you never thought could get sore. Trying to plead for your sanity was met with deaf ears.

He started unbuckling his belt, and turned his middle and ring finger down, making the sign ‘I love you’ before signaling he missed you so much and needed you. Sign language was a common thing between the both of you because of his cursed technique. Just a few words, because it’s like destiny brought the two of you together because in some ways you always knew what the other needed.

He teased your cunt with his dick before inserting it in. You were on missionary, him on top of you while he admired the mess you became. He thrusted inside of you with no warning, your fucked up pussy with no need to make it even more sensitive for you to cum, he just started searching for his release.

When he watched you not even being able to say coherent words, tears just streaming down your face, your eyes almost closed and moans coming out of your mouth was enough for him to cum inside of you. The fucked up image of you— thanks to him— will be forever engraved in his mind. He needs you, he needs to be back together.

He groaned at the feeling of your cunt hugging his cock once he came, his body shaking before laying down beside you. Heavy breathings filling the room, he looked back at you and found you staring at him too. A smile adorned his face, moving his body so he could hug yours— playing with your hair and giving you small pecks he heard a knock on his door.

He supposed you’re still in a subspace and grabbed his boxers, slightly opening the door so only his face was visible— a confused blushed Yuuji was in front of his door. ‘Inumaki, the pizza is here. We can’t find Y/N though… Do you know where she is?…’

‘Go with Maki.’ Were the words he let out, Yuuji’s body moved without his permission, leaving him alone.

He looked behind and saw you taking small breaths, your chest going up and down— He smiled to himself, before he grabbed a warm cloth and and started cleaning you up— He searched for some candy he used to have in his room since you were always craving them, he grabbed one water bottle too and repositioned you so your now resting on his pillows. He sat next to you, playing with your hair, waiting till you came back to reality.

Once you opened your eyes, the first thing you saw was Inumaki staring at you— Eyes full of love while he played with your hair. You moved so your body was not sitting on his bed, you noticed you’re wearing one of his t-shirts and your panties— You supposed he put them on, he touched your arm and gave you some water and your favorite candy. You looked back at him— surprised he still had some of them here, you smiled at him and drank some water.

You didn’t notice he grabbed a notebook and was writing something until he gave it to you.

‘Can we get back together? You’re all I need, all I love. I would kill any curse, person, thing who tries to hurt you, everything… just to have you back in my arms.’

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lqvesoph · 8 months

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There‘s no place I‘d rather be - LN4

gif by @princemick

lando norris x sainz!reader

summary: after a tricky qualifying session, you go to comfort your secret boyfriend

a/n: inspired by today’s quali in qatar

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Your heart broke when you heard Lando‘s radio message through your red headphones.

"It will get deleted", your brother spoke next to you and you looked up. "He was off at Turn 14", Carlos sighed and your heart sack further.

Lando will be so disappointed, was the only thing on your mind.

"I‘ll be back soon", you mumbled, put the headphones down and hurried out of the Ferrari garage. The paddock was quite full, especially now after qualifying but you managed to make your way to the Mclaren hospitality, slipping in before anyone could notice.

You‘ve never been inside here so you could only assume where the drivers rooms were but it did look kinda similar to Ferrari‘s hospitality.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?", a voice asked behind you, making you whip around. Oscar stood in the hallway, his race suit hanging low on his hips, with his bottle in one hand.

"Uhm- could you please show me where… Lando‘s room is?", you asked, unsure of how the 22 year old was gonna react.

A smirk found its way on Oscar‘s face. "Lando said he’s with someone from the paddock, I just never imagined it‘d be you", he grinned and shook his head.

Your eyes fell to the floor. Lando and you had agreed to hide your fairly new relationship for a while because both of you knew, that your brother would be very hard to convince.

"Follow me", Oscar smiled and waved you to him. He led you up a flight of stairs before making a left turn that led into a white painted hallway.

"This one is Lando‘s", he said and pointed at the right door. "Thank you so much, Oscar!", you gratefully spoke. Before you pushed the handle down you turned around again.

"Could you maybe not… tell anyone I was here and that Lando and me-", you asked but was interrupted by Oscar. "Don‘t worry, my lips are sealed. And I don’t really feel like getting caught up in this when your brother finds out", he chuckled.

"Thank you", you smiled and quietly pushed down the handle to open the door.

Lando sat on the couch, his head in one hand while looking at his phone.

"Baby?", you spoke, making his head shoot up. "What are you- How did you-", he stammered. You quickly made your way over to him, sitting down next to Lando and taking his phone out of his hands. With one glance you saw the layout of Twitter, so you exited the app and turned the phone off.

"We don’t look at that", you reminded him before pulling your boy into a tight hug. Lando’s head fell to your chest and his eyes fluttered closed. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent.

"I heard your radio and wanted to see you", you started answering his earlier questions. "I‘ve never been in here before so I had no idea where to go but Oscar found me and led me here."

Lando huffed. "Guess the secret‘s out", he muttered. "Come on, you told him everything apart from the fact it’s me", you chuckled and squeezed his shoulder teasingly. A small smile formed on Lando’s lips, making your heart skip a beat.

"Okay, guilty", he whispered. "He won’t say anything", you told him. "However I don’t know if Carlos caught on. We were watching Q3 together and I basically hurried out after he told me they‘ll delete your lap", you recalled recent events.

"He’s not smart enough to connect that", Lando fired back at his friend, which made you chuckle.

"Thank you for being here", he got serious again. "Means a lot!"

You smiled and pressed a kiss to his messy and sweaty curls. "Trust me, there’s no place I‘d rather be!"

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harrysfolklore · 6 months

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omg you need to do a blurb about them having a family walk with their newborn child in the pram!! i loved this!

a year ago i wrote this blurb and this is the continuation !! some dadrry for the soul this christmas. HAPPY HOLIDAYS I LOVE YOU ALL !!

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“Are you sure he’s warm enough?” Harry asked, adjusting your baby’s beanie resting on his little head.

“Relax, darling. He’s going to be okay.” Anne beat you to answer him, showing a tender smile that never failed to make both of you relax when you were stressed about something regarding your baby.

Two months ago, you and Harry became parents of a sweet, healthy and gorgeous boy, and your life has been full of love and light ever since.

Surely, there were a lot of stressful moments trying to balance out everything that came along with becoming parents, but you always had each other and your families to get through them.

Once again, Christmas was held at yours and Harry’s place, with your Styles family coming down to celebrate and mostly gush over your baby, everyone still over the moon about how much he looked like Harry.

You were getting ready to take a walk down the neighborhood, an being the overprotective dad that he is, Harry was worried about your baby not being warm enough for the cold weather outside.

“He has like four layers of clothing, lovie. It’s okay.” you said as you approached him and took the boy from his arms, kissing his forehead softly before placing him on the pram.

After Harry checked that his baby was comfortable and warm one final time, all of you headed outside, enjoying the greenery and homely atmosphere that made you fall in love with the neighborhood when you and Harry were looking for a house before getting married.

“Do you remember last year?” Harry broke the comfortable silence, the rest of his family was walking a few steps ahead so only you could hear him, “We were walking around here too, and you were thrilled because our first Christmas dinner was a success.”

“I remember,” you looked up at him, melting at the sight of him pushing the pram where your baby was comfortably laying, “It was our first Christmas as a married couple at our own house, I needed to make a good impression.”

“And you did, wifey,” he winked at you, “Remember that I also said that we would be parents by next Christmas?” he smiled widely at his own words, “And look at us now.”

“You did say that,” you mimicked his smile, “What? Were you already planning when to knock me up back then?”

He shrugged before grabbing your head from the side and placing a kiss on the crown of it.

“I always knew I wanted you to be the mother of my children, I mean have you seen him? He’s perfect just like you are.”

“Come on, he looks just like you,” you rolled your eyes with affection, “I’m actually kinda pissed about it, I carried him inside of me for nine months and he came out as a carbon copy of you.”

“Don’t worry, baby. When we have a girl she’s going to look exactly like you. Perfect little thing like her mama.”

“And I assume that’s in your plans for next year?”

“That’s in my plans for next year.”

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carolb111 · 5 months

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Weeks went by without a single word from Gojo. You were slowly becoming yourself again. Going out places with your friends, moving into a new apartment, and trying to move on from the heartbreak that kept plaguing your mind. Until all of your hard work of trying to forget what happened was useless when someone showed up at your doorstep at 2 in the morning.

You were just laying in bed scrolling on your phone when someone was pounding on your door. Being really confused you go and walk in the kitchen to see whos knocking. You check your peephole first to see who it was (cause youre not a dumbass) and you see the person you least expected. Gojo fucking Satoru.

He looked like he hadn’t slept for weeks.

Eyes tired and hair a mess. It almost made you feel bad for him.

But you obviously didn’t I mean how could you he broke your heart and disappeared off the face of the earth for almost 2 months. Deleting all of his social media and stopped going to the places he would regularly frequent.

Standing awkwardly in the doorway of your new apartment you shuffle to the side to let him in. “You can have a seat on the couch I guess.” You say tiredly, He walks slowly towards your living room, almost seeming ashamed that he’s hurting you further by showing up so late at night.

You follow him before sitting on your couch.

“Do you need something? I think I left everything that was yours at your apartment I just took everything that was mine.” You say confusedly wondering what in the hell anyone would need at 2 in the morning. Especially after everything that happened, you’d assume whatever he needed back from you he could buy another one.

“No thats not what I came here for” He said, still keeping what his intentions were hidden from you. “I came here to apologize for everything that happened. It was never my intention to hurt you as much as I did.” You could tell from the tone of his voice that he really meant what he was saying. He’s never tried to hide what he felt from you. Maybe thats the reason you fell so hard for him. But that love didn’t stop him from leaving you behind. Thats the reason the resentment in your heart can’t let you forgive him. He took everything from you.

“I can’t forgive you.” Was the only words you could say without screaming and crying why he did everything that he did to you with no resistance. And wordlessly he got up from his seat on the couch and left your apartment for the second time. But this time you were convinced he wouldn’t come back to you.

Part 1 Carols note: omfg im SOOO SORRY this didnt make it out of my notes app for so long i was having MAJOR writers block but i swear ur getting more soon!!

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i love all of u for being so excited for this mwah mwah and i tagged some of my moots cause why not😭😭 bye byeeee

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slaymybreathaway · 11 months

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Batwife (Bruce Wayne x Reader)

"The Batman" 2022

Warnings: mentions of nudity

Word Count: 776

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"The city's favourite couple are saying 'I do' this morning at Gotham Cathedral. Billionaire Bruce Wayne and Oscar Winning actress Y/n L/n made their first public appearance as a couple nearly 3 years ago at the premier of y/n's movie The Gravedigger," one reporter said.

Every news station in the city waited impatiently outside the cathedral for them to emerge. It was the event of the decade, the closest Gotham would ever get to a royal wedding.

Just then, the newlyweds emerged from the Church. Y/n was wearing a simple silk wedding dress with colourful flowers adorned on the lace sleeves that covered her arms. Bruce was looking sharp in a black suit. The handkerchief tucked neatly in his breast pocket was a bright yellow. Many fans speculate that the burst of colour was added by his new wife, the actress being famous for her making block colours fashionable again.

As soon as the doors of the Cathedral were opened, they were bombarded with flashing cameras and intrusive questions.

"Y/n, many speculate you are marrying for money," one particularly pushy reporter asked.

Bruce tried to get his new wife to ignore this statement but y/n turned around and spoke straight into his microphone. "I'm more than capable of making my own money, thank you," she said and followed her husband into the wedding car.

♡ 5 years later ♡

Y/n Wayne sat in living room watching, no studying the news. Every night she did the same, waiting for the headline she dreaded 'Masked Vigilante Found Dead'. Thankfully it hasn't happened yet.

Then, Alfred brought her a cup of coffee. "Here, I assume you won't go to sleep until Master Bruce comes home," he smiled slightly.

"Am I that readable?" she asked and took the cup "Anyways will you tell me when he does get home, please?"

Alfred agreed and y/n went back to watching the news.

An hour later, y/n was on the verge of falling asleep when Alfred came back in. "Master Bruce has arrived," he announced.

Y/n yawned. She got up, put on her robe and got in the elevator down to what her husband called the 'bat-cave' but she referred to it as the glorified basment.

When the elevator stopped y/n could see Bruce writing down the nights events.

"Dear Diary, it's Halloween today and I had to dress up like a bat. All the other kids made fun of me and stole my candy," she joked and walked over to him.

Bruce smiled "I told you not to wait around for me anymore honey," He closed his notebook and brought her face to kiss him.

She watched as he took out his camera contact lenses and placed them on the scanner.

Y/n knew that he wouldn't listen to her properly while watching the footage of tonight so she decided to mess with him.

"I went to a Halloween party tonight,"

"Mhm, that's nice honey. What did you wear?" he asked, not really caring about the answer.

"Barely anything," y/n whispered in his ear.

No reaction whatsoever came from Bruce's face, he replied with another automated answer "Great, hope you didn't get too cold,"

Y/n crossed her arms in frustration. "You should've came. To the party, I mean. If I attend another social event alone people will start to rumour your death,"

"Well, it seems like crime never ends in this city," he said, his head still stuck in the monitors.

"Yeah but marriages do," y/n mumbled.

Bruce broke out of his trance and turned to face his wife. "What?"

Y/n's expression broke into a smile. "The fact that I had to mention divorce for my husband to even make eye contact with me,"

He sighed "I'm sorry, my love. It's just, this thing," he gestures to the screen.

"Maybe I can help?" y/n asked, already knowing the answer. Bruce didn't want her involved in the whole 'Batman' thing because she worries enough about him without her knowing the amount of danger he really is in.

"C'mon, with most women, if their husband stayed out half the night and comes back with eye makeup on then he's cheating. My situation is... A little different. Just, please let me help you," she looked up at him pleadingly.

He sighed. "Alright come here," he wrapped his arms around his wife as he showed her the 'He lies still' card.

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abbyromanoff · 1 year

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hii, can I request virgin! innocent! gp! wanda and dom reader,, wanda trying to masturbate but doesn't know how and then reader helps her and makes her cum

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Pairings: g!p Wanda Maximoff x reader

Warnings: smut, blowjobs, unprotected sex, mentions of cunnilingus, Wanda has a penis and is a virgin, bottom!Wanda, handjob, porn, maturbation, first times, small angst

Word count: 1777

Summary: After finding out the truth about why Wanda is so scared to have sex you offer to help in more ways than one.

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

The moment you walked up your stairs you heard moans coming from the bedroom. Assuming the worst you stopped for a moment and tried to calm yourself, you couldn’t trust that if you were to catch your girlfriend cheating that you wouldn’t hit someone. You dropped your bag onto the ground and shakily opened the door with sweaty palms, the nerves settling in.

The sight you walked in on wasn’t one you expected, Wanda was sat with her cock in her hands as her laptop was open, sounds illuminating from the item. When the girl saw you she quickly closed her laptop and covered herself with the blanket while you were frozen in place. You’ve never seen Wanda naked, she said she just didn’t want you to think she was ugly when the real reason was because of what lies upon her crotch. You didn’t move and didn’t talk, it was worrying Wanda immensely.

“Y/N? Can you say something?” You broke out of your trance and walked over to the bed, laying on the side next to her.

“Are you going to leave me now?” She asked in a small, hushed tone. Your eyes widened as you took in her question, why would she ever think something like that?

“What? Of course not! I’m never going to leave you no matter what, you’re stuck with me. And I’m definitely not going to leave you over something you can’t change or control.” You pulled her into a sweet, reassuring kiss as small tears escaped her green eyes.

“You’re really not going to break up with me?” “No, why would you think that?” She looked down at your question, playing with her finger which was a nervous habit of hers. You grabbed the shaking hands and gave a kiss to the back of them, looking at her as you awaited for a response.

“Well, the one person I ever dated left me because they said I was weird and not normal. That’s why I’ve never been naked around you and why I’ve made you wait so long to sleep with me.” Tears of your own formed in your eyes as you took in her words. The thought of someone breaking her heart like that and calling her all those disgusting names made you want to hold her in your arms forever.

“They were an idiot to let you go. You’re the most beautiful, the sweetest, most amazing person I’ve ever met and I promise you I’m not going to do what they did.” You answered before adding with a smirk, “If anything, it makes you hotter.” The brunette laughed as you joined her. You entangled her into a hug and only then remembered what she was doing before this.

“Hey Wands?” She hummed in response and you leaned back to look at her. “You know, if you want, I could maybe help you. Like with masturbating.” You immediately cringed at your own words as they left your mouth and prayed that you didn’t make this awkward or push her into doing anything. She looked as if she was thinking hard about her answer before nodding with a small smile.

“Are you sure? I mean, if you aren’t ready I understand I just want you to feel good. And no offense you didn’t really seem to know what you were doing.” You could see the look of embarrassment on her face at your last sentence, she wondered if she actually seemed that inexperienced.

“I’m ready, I want to sleep with you.” You stood up to remove your own clothing to make her feel less exposed. When you leaned back down you grabbed onto the blankets covering her body, asking permission that was soon granted. Nervousness filled the girl as you took in her body, her tits were on display and you couldn’t help but reach out for them. You could tell she was sensitive as she whimpered at your touch. Moving down her body you left kisses along the way, making sure to not leave any part of her unloved. You reached her throbbing cock and gave a small peck to the tip leaking pre-cum. Wanda threw her head back at the small stimulation as her length twitched against her stomach.

Wrapping your hands around her pulsing dick you started a slow rhythm of moving your palm up and down. The girl was a moaning mess, it was her first time so you weren’t exactly surprised. You saw the closed laptop and returned it to its original state as the loud sounds from before turned back on. Wanda shot her head up as she stared at the screen, a woman was scissoring with another woman and she watched intently.

“That’s it baby, keep your eyes on the screen for me.” She did what you asked without complaint, admiring as the pussies slid together back and forth. She always wondered what that would feel like but she knew she’d never know, seeming as she was born with something else, something that she knew made her different. Her thoughts were cut off as your hand went to massage her balls, gently rubbing them in your palm to stimulate her further.

“Y/N, gonna-“ Her words were cut off as spurts of cum landed on her stomach and your face. The woman was embarrassed knowing that she came sooner than what she was hoping for but seeing your content face made her relax a bit.

“Such a good girl Wanda, so proud of you. You did so, so good for your first time.” She smiled at your praises as you leaned up to give her a passionate kiss. She thought you were done until you lowered yourself once again and kissed up her inner thighs until you reached her bulbous head.

“What- what are you doing?” “Oh Wands, I’m gonna suck you off. You know what a blowjob is, don’t you?” She bit her lip thinking about it, nodding quickly to your question. With her answer you brought your lips around her tip, making eye contact as you sucked. She placed her eyes back on the screen and watched as the two women finished all over each other, one going down on the other. You took down as much as you could before bobbing your head up and down repeatedly, gagging as she hit the back of your throat.

“Don’t- don’t hurt yourself- fuck!” Wanda struggled to form a sentence as the warmth around her brought her closer to the edge. You noticed her struggling to find where to put her hands so you placed them on your head, letting her guide your head however she liked. She nervously directed you as her noises grew louder, you being pleased with how well she was vocalling her pleasure brought your hands to her large breasts and teased them to your liking, smiling around her when she shuttered.

“Y/N, I- I think I’m gonna cum.” You released her long cock from your mouth to speak in a warning tone, “Hold it for me, can you do that? Can you be my good little puppy and wait?” She nodded even if she didn’t think she could, she just wanted to make you happy. You sat yourself up and lined your dripping core up with her wet length covered in your saliva. Lowering yourself down you immediately felt full, even with just half of her inside of you it felt like she was stretching you out.

“So big Wands! You stretch me out so fucking well baby.” You whispered hotly against her plump lips. Her eyes fluttered closed as the immense warmth of your pussy surrounded her, she could barely take it.

“I’m gonna-” “No you’re not, you’re going to make me feel good and then you can cum again. You don’t want to be selfish, now do you? You want to make me cum, don’t you?” Her eager nod made you laugh, her desperate self amused you.

You sunk down further until your pelvis hit her own, starting to rock yourself back and forth on her length. You brought your mouth to her perky tits as you sucked them to your liking. Wanda held you close as she started to thrust up into you, becoming desperate. She was chasing her own high until she remembered what you said earlier, stopping her pace she tried to stop herself from finishing before you. When you felt her movements die down you looked up at her, removing her breast from your mouth with a small ‘pop’.

“Don’t stop, you were doing so good, where’d my good girl go, huh?” You rocked your hips against her faster before speaking again, “Rub my clit for me Wands. Yes! That’s it! Rub my fucking clit, be my good little slut and don’t stop.” Her hands felt like magic, in fact, you wouldn’t be surprised if she was using her magic to pleasure you further. You kept up with your fast pace and continued your earlier actions on her breasts. Tears filled the younger woman’s eyes as she couldn’t hold it anymore, she could feel herself finally giving in. You noticed, you could feel her throbbing inside of you as small spurts of cum filled your small hole.

“You can do it princess, I’m on the pill.” Your approval made her finally let go as channels of hot cum filled your small hole. You encouraged her with your words and your stroking of her face until she relaxed, leaning into your touch. Removing her now soft cock from inside of you, you started to get up and head to the bathroom until you felt a hand enclose around your own, stopping you from going anywhere. You looked back to see Wanda’s puzzled expression and walked back over to her, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

“But what about you? I didn’t make you cum.” She looked dissapointed in herself, it was as if it was her goal of the night to make you finish. You chuckled lighty at her sweetness and answered her in a soft voice.

“Tonight was about you, alright? You can make me cum another time, I promise.” You thought she’d back down but she only disagreed, it was her mission to make you feel just as good as he did.

“No. I’m going to make you feel just as good as I did if not better. I don’t care how long it takes I’m going to make you cum.” Her little pout made it impossible to take her seriously but you nodded and layed down on the comfortable sheets, watching as she shyly went down on you.

#wanda angst #wanda smut #wanda maximoff angst #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda x fem!reader #wanda x reader #wanda maximilf #wanda fanfic #wanda x y/n #scarlet witch #scarlet witch x you #scarlet witch x reader #anon request #anonymous

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jxckchxmpi0n · 5 months

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Prompt Angst “fuck I didn’t mean that” Ethan or Jack whichever is fine. Y/n finds him dming other girls or following other girls and they get into an argument

Let me just say I love getting these prompts and seeing the different stories you guys make behind them!!!!

On the Other Side

Ethan Landry x Reader |m.list

Summary: Ethan has been texting someone from his econ class behind your back, you shortly find out after he lets you borrow his phone. It then leads to a fight and a broken heart.

warning: arguring, angst, cursing, cheating,

word count: 1.5k

did not proofread.

It's been about six months since you started dating Ethan, and everything was great. From the dates to the sex, and to the little moments. It was great! but you couldn't understand why he became so distant; it started off small. First, it was the random bailing on you when it was date night, and that never happened. So, you didn't think much of it. but then bailing once turned into four times, it was four weeks he had bailed on you.

After the fourth time, you started to keep an eye on him, with how he was acting towards you, first, it was the cold shoulder, then it was the random nonstop love towards you, and finally, anytime you were with the group and went to hold his hand or rest on him, slowly but surely, he would push you off. It broke you, you felt like you were losing him.

Everyone was at Mindy and Anika's apartment; it was movie night with the entire group. everyone but Ethan, no one knew where he was and they assumed you knew, so when you showed up alone you just said he was at a study group and would show up later. That satisfied everyone enough to move on. About an hour in with dinner and drinking Ethan walked through the front door.

"Hey, hi, so sorry I'm late class ran later than expected" Chad, Tara, and Sam didn't pay much attention to what he had said but you and Mindy had caught that he said class.

Ethan gave everyone hugs and shook Chad and Danny's hands. Once he reached you, he saw your eyebrows furrowed, leaning down he kissed the top of your head. "what's wrong?" he backed up a little but was still hovering above you as you sat on the bar stool.

"You said class, I thought your class gets out at four, it's seven you said you had study group. That's what you told me "He chuckled lightly and shook his head. lightly his hand soothed over your arm.

"No, y/n you must have heard me wrong. I was in class, maybe you've had too much to drink" he took the wine glass out of your hand. Everyone was deep in conversation, Mindy on the other hand was listening to yours.

"No Ethan, you told me study group. Are you lying?" your voice rose towards the end causing the others to now turn to you both. "And I've had barely anything to drink because I didn't know where you were, so I was worried" Ethan stepped back rolling his eyes, his hand ran over his face. frustration was written all over it.

"You guys, okay?" Chad spoke up leaning forward in his chair. The tension in the room was thick everyone could see that.

"Not here y/n" Ethan's voice was low and threating.

You pushed him off of you, "No. No Ethan I'm done. You've been lying to me for weeks and I'm just done" You grabbed your bag and keys and stormed out of the apartment.

Ethan stood there for a second pinching his nose, anger filling his body at how embarrassing it was for you to make a scene like that. "Lying for weeks? Ethan, what is y/n talking about?" Tara's voice broke the silence.

"Um I don't know she's been acting really weird recently" Ethan grabbed his hoodie and backpack, waving his arms as he came up with excuses. Running through the front door it slammed behind him, everyone sat there confused. Their thoughts leading them into places that were bad.

"I hope whatever is happening isn't bad" Mindy sadly sat next to Anika with her food and drink.

Ethan was a few feet behind you, out of breath from running to catch up and from calling your name. "y/n please would you just stop for a minute!" He grabbed your arm pulling you back.

"No Ethan I'm done with the lies! And don't you even think about lying to me right now! I saw the texts between you and that girl from your econ class!" you voice rose as your spoke, all the emotions that have been building up for weeks finally spilling out.

"y/n please not here" he waved his arms around making you take in the environment. You were in Mindy's apartment lobby, some bystanders side-eying you as they grabbed their mail. "Can I at least take you back to my apartment, so we have privacy?" His voice was soft it seemed like he really cared for a second.

"Fine but don't think I'm going to stay for long." you rolled your eyes as you looked at him. This feeling in your gut started to form, you knew that this wasn't going to end well.

Ethan and you walked to the car in silence, no words, no music, nothing. it was dead.

Arriving at his apartment, you both were still quiet walking in. You sat at the dining room table while he went straight to the fridge and pulled out a drink. He stood behind you at the counter, just looking at you and thinking about how he fucked this all up.

You were facing the other way thinking about why he would do such a thing.

"y/n listen-" he was toying with the button on his jacket as he spoke, but he was cut off by the sound of your chair scrapping on the floor.

"Why?" you turned your body to him, your eyes flooding with tears.

"y/n please don't cry" he ran to you, on his knees looking up at you. "Look- I-" his voice breaking as he spoke. He was crying.

"Don't make an excuse Ethan. I can't handle them anymore" You rolled your eyes pushing his hands off of your legs. He stood up, looking down at you, and something about his eyes changed.

"Okay well then what the fuck do you want me to say! huh? I'm sorry, please forgive me?!" he was angry. What could he possibly be mad about he was the one cheating on you.

"I don't know maybe explain to me why you let things go on for so long! Why stay with me if you were messing around with other women!" you were both shouting and throwing your hands around.

"Oh, please like I'm the bad guy here what about the asshole from your class? Huh? What about him? Don't think I didn't notice how you flirt with him all the time!" he felt his entire body become tense as the agreement kept going.

"I never flirted with him! He was the one who did all of that! And unlike you I was loyal! Because I loved you!" tears were streaming down your face as you yelled at him. That feeling in your gut finally snapped, and the emotions started to pour out. "I put everything into this relationship, and you never put in a cent. I love you so much. And yet you run around with different women behind my back- but- why? why do it?"

His hand was resting on his hip as the other one pinched his nose. you stood not even a foot away from him, broken and confused, your arms holding yourself in a way of comfort.

"Because y/n being with you is suffocating!!" his voice was rough and stern. His eyes were emotionless for a split second but realizing what he had said his eyes softened. Looking at you he realized he fucked up.

Seeing the way your mouth twitched into a frown, the way your body jumped at his words. The sound of your feet scrapping on the floor as you stepped back. "Fuck-" he rubbed his face with both of his hands, "-fuck- I- I didn't mean that" He took a step towards you reaching for your hands.

Shaking your head, the tears flooded down your cheeks even more. "No. Don't fucking touch me!" you pushed him away. wiping the tears away you turned grabbing your purse. "I'm done, I'm done with you and all of this. I don't want to see you again. And I mean it Ethan."

"y/n no, please can't we fix this, I'll be better please" he ran after you to the door. Stumbling over his words, he knew nothing who convince you to stay, but he still wanted to try.

"No, I mean it. I gave you so many chances, I waited for you to come clean, and you never did. Like I said I loved you, you can't fix anything" You stood there in the doorway, you saw his eyes becoming red as he refused to let the tears out.

Your heart was beating so fast, burning at the rush of anger and sadness. Once you leave there's no coming back. You shook your head at Ethan, a sob escaped your lips as you said goodbye. The door clicked behind you, leaving Ethan standing there alone. Tears now finally rolled down his cheeks, and as he looked at the door, he questioned everything he had done.

He stood there regretting his words, and his actions. All he wanted was for you to come back.

#jack champion #ethan landry #scream vi #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #jack champion imagine #jack champion x reader #spider avatar #ethan landry smut #ghost face x reader #jack champion is all i think about #jack champion fluff #jack champion fanfic #spiderman ethan landry #ethan landry x you #spider socorro #avatar spider #spiderman

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This has probably already been said, but I have to talk about the courtroom scene and why it was a fantastic introduction to not only Levi, but Erwin too—and their relationship.

So we first meet Levi in the heat of battle. We see very quickly the type of fighter he is—confident, but not overly so. He has a strong command of himself and the people under him. He’s The Guy.

Then Erwin shows up and announces they’re pulling back—Levi immediately argues this. We might assume Levi is being set up as the guy who ~doesn’t do well with authority.~ You know the type. He does his own thing. Doesn’t play well with others. Chafes under orders. He’s too big and too important for all of that!

This impression continues when Eren meets Levi and Erwin in the dungeon. Levi is rude and mouthy, and Erwin’s chastisements do little to curb this. Levi’s confidence and skill give him authority issues…right?

So then we move to the courtroom scene, Eren’s trial. Erwin says beforehand that he has a plan, but we’re told nothing more. We see him propose to the court that Eren be given to the Scouts, and he says nothing more.

Levi is the one to scathingly go after the MPs during the debate, pointing out the flaws in their plan and how likely it is that they’re trying to save their own skin. First time viewers might assume that, again, while Erwin is a charismatic leader, he doesn’t go far enough. Levi is the one to say the quiet part out loud, to go to the places Erwin’s too ~respectable~ to go.

Then things start to go sideways. The court’s favor seems to be turning against Eren and the Scouts, fear and paranoia winning out. Eren is getting desperate.

Enter Levi.

And we get this glorious scene. Levi convinces the court that Eren is harmless to the likes of someone like him. Their best bet is to do what Erwin asked and give Eren to the Scouts. Please.

(Notice how Erwin is not shocked, nor does he try to stop Levi.)

Now again, to a first time viewer, this scene feeds into our preconceived notion of Levi. He’s the guy who isn’t deterred by silly things like rank or authority. He saw that things weren’t going Erwin’s way, so he took matters into his own hands. Maybe Erwin will be mad about this later, but Levi will shrug and roll his eyes and say “but I got results, didn’t I?” and Erwin will have no argument for that.

…Right?

Cut to the next scene, after the court has granted the Scouts custody of Eren—and Erwin’s like, “sooo…sorry about that. We had to make it look good.”

This whole thing was planned by Erwin.

The scene was more or less staged by the Scouts. Erwin wanted to present himself as the calm, collected leader with clean hands. And Levi was the one to do the dirty work, be the brutalizer—even though it was all on Erwin’s orders.

He’ll play that role. He’ll be the rogue, the rough one, the problem child, because his personality fits so well into that niche anyway. But he does it because Erwin wanted him to. If Erwin had wanted him to stand nice and quiet the entire time during the trial, if that’s what needed to be done, Levi would’ve done that instead. He’s not looking to get results; he trusts Erwin’s methods and does what he’s told.

And in this case, he was told to beat up this helpless brat. Gladly.

(How much do you want to bet one of the MPs said to Erwin after, “you need to keep your dog under control.” I would simply implode.)

Like, if this display will land anyone in trouble, it wouldn’t be Erwin—it would be Levi. Levi’s the one who got violent and mouthy during a military trial. He broke rank. He attacked the defendant. Erwin isn’t, ostensibly, responsible for this at all. Levi willingly put himself in that position because he trusted Erwin.

And so everything we thought we knew about Levi is turned on its head! Eren even says so in the next episode—he expresses surprise that Levi’s so diligent about following orders.

Eren, silly boy, assumes that being skilled means you don’t have to take orders from anyone. But Levi does. It’s his whole character. (Notice how, despite him ending up being the oldest member of the Scouts, he’s never in line for Commander? He’s the hands, not the head.)

And this whole thing provides so much insight into Erwin’s character as well! Pyxis says at the beginning of the episode that Erwin is very straight-laced. Well, by the end of the episode, we can see that’s…not quite true.

Erwin is conniving, willing to play dirty, do whatever it takes, to get things to go his way. All while keeping his own hands clean, maintaining the image of the honorable Commander. He simply uses the tools at his disposal (Levi) to do the dirty bits for him.

It’s a fantastic introduction to the Scouts, their leader, and his right hand (or is it the left hand that does the dirty work?)

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #levi ackerman #erwin smith #aot #snk #eruri #i am tagging it that but it doesn’t have to be #mymeta #kylerrambles #this of course is not an indictment of either character i LOVE what this says about them!#it’s good character writing!#there! i made a meta post!#feels good to ramble lol

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on-my-vigilante-sht · 6 months

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I'm Sorry

Young!Haymitch Abernathy x Reader

Summary: Moments of Haymitch having to mentor his ex-girlfriend

Warnings: Canon-level violence, implied smut, cheating, alcohol consumption

Word Count: 5.1K

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“Haymitch!” I called my boyfriend’s name as he stepped off the train. He had just won the Hunger Games. Not just the Hunger Games, the second Quarter Quell. Where he competed with 47 other tributes. When he had won I was ecstatic and couldn’t wait for him to come home. But then I went to his family’s home and found nothing but the bleeding bodies of his parents and younger brother.

When he finally reached me, having to fight through the throngs of excited District 12 citizens, he wiped away my tears with a smile, mistaking them for tears of joy. “I’m back, sweetheart,” he smiled, pressing his forehead to mine. But as he pulled away he noticed my lack of a smile. “What?” he asked, fear creeping into his throat.

“I’m so sorry,” I cried, handing him his parents’ wedding rings. He immediately knew what that means.

“No,” he tried to deny, shaking his head. “No.”

“Y/N L/N,” the district escort’s voice rang out as he called my ex-girlfriend’s name. I was honestly surprised I had managed to comprehend it at all given that the crowd was a blurry haze and every word was melted together in my brain. But I saw her clearly as she walked up to the stage, fear and rage on her face. I assumed fear for the games, rage for me.

She had been there for me as I grieved my family’s death. Even when I pushed her away she was there for me. She was killing herself for me while I poisoned myself with booze and hate. All until I couldn’t handle her care and my rage anymore so I picked a fight.

“Can you not?!” I yelled as she tried to clean up my new house a little. “Just fucking leave it.”

Her sad expression, I regret to say, brought me satisfaction. I loved to hurt her for no reason. A small part of me was pained to hurt her, I think that’s what allowed me to push her away rather than trap her with my hate. “Sorry,” she murmured softly.

“Yeah you’ve said that before,” I spat, poison dripping from my words. “Why are you still here?”

She sighed, biting her lip. I could see she was silently debating whether or not she’d open herself up to being attacked by my again. “Because I love you,” she admitted painfully, tears pricking her eyes.

I scoffed. “Well I don’t love you anymore.” A small piece of my heart broke as I watched her shatter. I had spent weeks abusing her, something a part of me reveled in, but I had never hurt her this bad.

She nodded her head compassionately. “I understand.” And with that, she walked out of my life for what I thought would be forever. The part of me that had reveled in her pain immediately became regretful as I watched her go. My regret only continued to grow as I kept tabs on her throughout her life.

I tried to catch her eye as she took her place next to our escort but she refused to spare a glance at me. I understood, I had tortured her when I got back and had spent the better part of a year borderline stalking her.

I glanced at the crowd, finding her new boyfriend of five months, Rune, standing there, slack jawed. I rolled my eyes at the oaf as the male tribute’s name was called, Landon Caleban. Of course Rune didn’t volunteer to protect his girl. I would’ve. Eleven months ago I would’ve laughed at her reaping but now that my anger had faded a little, I would give anything to take her place.

As she was escorted into the capital building, I followed, immediately going into the room she went into. She had barely sat down by the time I entered and it broke my heart that she looked so surprised to see me. “Y/N…”

“What are you doing here, Haymitch?” she asked coldly.

“Well,” I began, taking a seat across from her, “I am your mentor. And… I also care about you.”

She rolled her eyes. “Yeah well you sure as hell didn’t care about me when you told me you didn’t love me anymore.”

I looked down at my shoes, ashamed. “I know and I'm sorry. I’d take back everything if I could. I was hurt, and angry, and god… I felt so powerless.”

“And I was your helpless punching bag?” she finished for me, disgust in her eye.

I nodded regretfully. “I made you, the girl I love who did nothing but support me, into a punching bag,” I confirmed, still looking at the ground in shame.

“Loved,” was all she said. I looked at her quizzically causing her to roll her eyes again. “You said ‘girl I love.’ You should say loved.”

“No, I still love you,” I insisted.

“You’re the one who said you didn’t love me anymore.”

“That’s because I had a lot of misplaced anger,” I insisted. “Yes, I know it’s not fair that I took everything out on you and I have no right to try to tell you I love you but I do.”

“Well what good does that do me? I’m being marched to my deat-”

“Don’t!” I cut her off “…fucking say that. You’re not fucking dying. I’m your mentor, I’ll get you out of there.”

Before she could respond, the door creaked open. I knew even before he spoke that it was Rune. “Babe, oh my god.” I cringed as I knew she hated being called that. He rushed over to her side, taking her hand in his. “I don’t even know what to say… I just…”

She shook her head dismissively. “You don’t have to say anything.”

“I promise I won’t date anyone else for a while,” he said genuinely, as if it were a touching thing to say. Even I knew that was probably the worst thing he could say. Y/N also stared up at him, a baffled look on her face. She made no verbal indication she heard him so I did. I scoffed, catching the little twerp’s attention. Upon seeing me, his face immediately soured. He knew who I was, what I had meant to Y/N. Everyone in 12 knew we were a couple. “Don’t you have a bottle of whiskey to down yourself in, Haymitch?” he sneered.

I just chuckled at his attempt to tell me to stay out of it. “Maybe you should try treating her decently and saying goodbye instead of planning your next random hookup.”

“You’re one to talk about ‘treating her decently,’” Rune immediately mocked.

Before I could respond, Y/N stood up. “Both of you shut up and get out.”

I started to say her name, hoping she wouldn’t kick me out too but she cut me off, insisting we both go. So I went reluctantly, making sure Rune left too. I’d be damned if I ever let him have a moment alone with her ever again.

As soon as we stepped into the hall, a woman I recognized as Y/N’s mother rushed in, tears in her eyes. As the door closed, Rune stepped close to me. “I know what you’re planning, Abernathy. But she’s not going back to you. You’re just a useless, 17 year old drunk who broke her heart. And I’m not gonna let you break her again.”

Some part of me knew he was right, I shouldn't be inserting myself in her life again but I had been missing her for the past eleven months. And now it was also my job to keep her alive despite only winning last year.

Not one to let Y/N’s rebound talk me down, I retaliated. “At least I actually believe in her and actually want to see her come out of this alive.”

Offense crossed over his face. “You don’t get to say that. You got lucky. We all know the odds, especially with you as a mentor. I’m her boyfriend, you blew your chance!” he yelled before storming off. I wanted to yell after him but I didn’t know what to say that hasn’t been said already so I just clenched my jaw before heading to the train.

I didn’t see Y/N again until we arrived at the Capitol. Probably for the best, I spent the two day journey sleeping and getting shitfaced. I hadn’t been back to the Capitol since my victory tour and I had absolutely no desire to go back but I’d be stuck doing this shit until there were two more victors.

When we all finally got off the train I finally saw her. She looked exhausted, like she hadn’t slept since she was reaped. I honestly understood. I tried to catch her eye but she seemed determined to look everywhere but me. And before I could try to approach her, she was whisked off to styling. So reluctantly I went to the penthouse until the tribute parade.

I stood with the other mentors, watching the tribute parade. My heart stopped when I saw the District 12 chariot. The camera never bothered to focus on them long but from the glimpse I saw, Y/N was hardly clothed. As was typical for District 12 tributes. The stylists were a big fan of just dumping black powder on us.

By the time the tributes were re-entering the building, all the mentors were waiting to bring their tributes back upstairs. Heading over to the last chariot I found Landon helping Y/N down from the chariot. She struggled in her stilettos and mini black skirt. I averted my gaze from her mostly bare torso, the only thing covering her was a lace top shaped to look like smoke. Along with an unhealthy dose of black powder to portray the coal-mines. Something they did practically every year. I kept my gaze firmly on her from the shoulders up. It felt like a violation of her privacy to ogle her like all the Capitol citizens or how I would have back when we were together.

I managed to meet her gaze but she quickly looked away, refusing to look at me again. Even in the elevator I caught myself staring at her longingly, just wishing she’d at least look at me. But she never did. As we stepped into the penthouse I let her go to her room. Remembering how exhausted she must have been, I had sleeping pills sent to her room along with a steak.

The next morning I sat at the table in the main room of the penthouse, eating breakfast. My attention was caught by Landon and Y/N heading to the elevator for training. I couldn’t help but admire the way the athletic clothing hugged her body. But as I noticed what I was doing, I averted my gaze back down to my food. It wasn’t until I heard a throat clearing that I looked back up at the pair. Y/N was looking at me, a conflicted and grateful look on her face. “Thanks for the uh… stuff, last night,” she thanked quietly.

“No problem,” I replied, in slight awe that she was talking to me. She just gave me a slight smile of acknowledgement before stepping into the elevator and disappearing.

I spent the next several minutes just staring at my plate grateful that I was finally getting somewhere with her.

I watched anxiously as Y/N took the stage for her interview. She looked absolutely stunning. Of course I always thought she was stunning but I had to admit, some of the Capitol glamours I could get behind. She was practically glowing under the lights, makeup drawing attention to her best features.

As always, everything was in a slight haze but when Caesar asked her a certain question, it sobered me up a bit. “So is there anyone back home that you’re fighting for?”

Y/N did her best to give a graceful smile. She knew how to appeal to the audience. “Well, my mom is back home rooting for me. I can count on her for that.”

“How sweet. Any boys?” he suggested cheekily.

I watched as uncertainty crossed her face before she answered. “Yes,” she answered, her voice noticeably weak, “my boyfriend, Rune.”

“Aw, well isn’t that so sweet, huh folks?” The crowd made coos of sympathy. “Tell me, did he visit you before he left?”

“Yes,” she answered, her voice cracking slightly again. “He said…” she trailed off before she seemed to decide what to say. “He said he couldn’t wait to see me after the games and that he loves me.” She gave a weak smile and my heart broke. I couldn’t believe she was lying to make this guy look good when I was the one who was actually there for her. Ever since she had thanked me for the food and sleeping pills, our relationship had improved. She no longer ignored and avoided my presence and conversation attempts. We had engaged in a few polite conversations and had even slipped back into old habits. One night, at dinner, Landon mentioned wanting to ally himself with the careers. To which Y/N and I instinctually shared a look of ridicule. I could feel my heart swell every time we interacted more like we used to. But an unreasonable amount of hurt rang in my chest as she essentially defended her dirtbag boyfriend.

I didn’t even bother to finish watching her interview, I just went straight upstairs to my room in the penthouse, bringing a bottle of vodka with me.

I don’t know how long I was laying there watching some stupid reality tv show when the door opened. In stepped Y/N in a sweater so long it looked like her legs were bare. Her face was cleaned of makeup, leaving a fresh look and I could see the exaggerated curls in her hair that remained from her updo. She just stood in the doorway, hugging herself, until I spoke. “Y/N,” I said a little too eagerly, having never expected to see her in my room again after I ended things. “Wh-what’s up?” I tried to ask casually.

She shrugged. “I’m here to drink,” was all she said.

Sitting further up, I held the bottle out to her, simultaneously gesturing to the bed to offer her a seat. She took both, perching herself at the foot of the bed, her legs crossed so she was looking at me. She took a deep swig from the bottle, cringing as she pulled it away. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her expression, she never got used to the taste and burn of alcohol. She noticed my expression and smiled slightly. “You know I hate the taste,” she explained, the slightest teasing tone in her voice.

“I remember,” I smiled fondly. “The only thing you liked was that flavored shit we got off that peacekeeper.”

She smiled, looking at the bottle in her hand. “Yeah, that was good. I got so drunk that night,” I got a genuine laugh out of that comment and it made my stomach do cartwheels.

“So what brings you here tonight?” I asked as she passed me the bottle.

“Well I’m being marched to my death tomorrow,” she laughed bitterly. Before I could try to console her she met my gaze. “How did you feel before you went in?”

I pondered for a second, trying to recall. “I was afraid,” I admitted. “I thought that there was no way in hell I’d survive but I wasn’t ready to die.” She hummed, nodding. I took another swig of vodka before passing it to her. “Why’d you lie about Rune during your interview?”

“You saw that?” sha asked. “I didn’t know you watched. The other mentors were there but you weren’t.” She noticed I wasn’t there? “I guess I just wanted them to think I had a reason to live,” she sighed. “I don’t really know what I was thinking but I figured bashing my-still-technically-boyfriend on national television wasn’t the best idea.”

“‘Still-technically-boyfriend?’” I questioned. “Y/N, he basically said that when, not if, when you were gone he’d be dating other girls. He’s not your boyfriend anymore.”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. We never officially said that we were broken up so it feels wrong to bash him.”

“Fuck him, fuck his feelings!” I insisted. She laughed a little at my exaggerated outburst.

“I guess I just feel like I still have an obligation to him. Like I can’t move on before we have the conversation and I may never get to have the conversation,” she mused ruefully.

I scooted closer to her, placing my fingers under her chin to make her look at me. A move from when we were together. “Hey, what do you mean obligation?” I found pain in her eyes as I asked.

She hesitated before answering me. But as she did she averted her gaze as if in shame. “You said you still love me?” she asked meekly.

My heart broke at her doubt. “Of course I do,” I promised, bringing her gaze back up again. “I never stopped. Yeah, I was angry and I took it out on you and I never should have. But I love you.” She hesitated with her next words and I took the chance to kiss her. She immediately melted into my lips much to my relief. I pulled her closer until she was practically perched in my lap, the bottle of liquor on the nightstand long forgotten.

The automatic alarm controlled by the Capitol went off at 6 am. As I shut the damn thing up I rolled back over, resuming my place cuddled up to Y/N. Both my arms were wrapped around her waist, my head cuddled into the crook of her neck. She groaned at having been woken up, probably a little hungover. “Morning,” I murmured into her bare shoulder. She just groaned again. This time I figured it was a groan of remembering what day it was. “C’mon,” I said, pushing myself up to rest on my hands, “you need to eat breakfast.”

She rolled over reluctantly, finally meeting my face. “Can’t even think about eating.”

“I know but you’ll thank yourself for eating later,” I advised, getting out of bed and throwing some clothes on. She followed suit, heading to the door. As I tried to follow, she stopped me.

“Wait, come out in a couple minutes.”

“Why? Are you embarrassed of me?” I asked only mildly genuinely.

“No,” she dismissed genuinely, placing a hand on my arm. “How’s it gonna look to Landon when I come out of your bedroom with you? With terrible bed head?” she added jokingly. I just hummed in agreement, gesturing for her to continue.

A few moments later I joined both Y/N and Landon before they were both ushered off.

The entire games I was a mess. I was ashamed to admit that I couldn’t remember most of it, too wracked with worry. I only ever sobered up enough to watch the rundowns of what had happened that day, listening for Y/N’s name when they listed the deceased.

I thanked whatever cruel deity was out there that Y/N survived another day. And when they told me she won, I wanted to break down crying in relief.

By the time I was able to see her, she was still very injured. She laid in the hospital bed, asleep, and it took everything in me not to shake her awake for reassurance that she was still in fact alive. But instead I settled for grasping her warm hand and listening to the rhythmic beep of her heart through the monitor. They kicked me out periodically to work on healing her and a day later, when they let me back in the room, her eyes were fluttering open.

“Y/N,” I uttered. My voice had an unexpectedly broken sob but if she noticed, she didn’t care. She sat up as best as she could as I enveloped her in a hug as tightly as possible without hurting her. “You’re alive.”

“I’m okay,” she assured me. I could feel her fingers in my hair, her other hand rested against my shoulder as she hugged me as close as possible. With as much strength as her weakened, malnourished frame would allow.

I finally pulled away, my hand cupping her face as I admired her face. She had scrapes on her face and a bruised jaw but it was otherwise unmarred. “I love you,” I whispered before pressing my lips to hers.

I stood behind Y/N as she stepped off the train, smiling down at her as the crowd cheered. She just stood there on the platform for a moment, seemingly in a daze. I couldn’t be more thrilled in this moment. Of course we were both shattered, both fragments of who we used to be before the games. But we were holding each other together nonetheless. I was just so grateful she made it. The picture-perfect happiness was shattered by a shout.

“Y/N!” Rune’s voice broke through the crowd. My mood immediately dropped. Ever since that night we spent together I had forgotten about the twerp.

Y/N seemed to hardly register his presence as he jumped up on the platform. He was immediately kissing her, dipping her into what would be a picture-perfect photo if it weren’t for what happened and the fact that she was visibly uncomfortable. When they broke away, he pulled her back up to her feet before pulling her in closely once again to pose for the camera. All the while, Y/N looked visibly uncomfortable from even just the rear.

I wanted to punch him. I wanted to rip the douchebag away from her and inform him that she didn’t love him. But for the sake of not creating an incredibly public, embarrassing scenario for her, I kept my fists at my sides and my mouth shut.

Y/N managed to pull away from him, disappearing into the crowd with peacekeeper escorts. Rune tried to follow after her but I stepped up to him quickly. “Hey, don’t count on this five second of fame,” I informed him in an admittedly snide tone.

He looked deeply unhappy to see me. “She’ll be my wife soon enough. She declared her love for me on national television. You didn’t do that for her,” he remarked smugly.

I glanced around, noticing most of the crowd and cameras were gone. “She never said that she loved you,” I corrected. “Besides, why’d she spend the night in my bed after that interview then?”

A dark look crossed over his face. “You didn’t. She would never.”

I admit that it’s juvenile but pride swelled in my chest as I watched him become increasingly indignant. “She did. She told me she only said that because she felt obliged to and then we slept together.”

Rage filled his features. “You’re lying, Abernathy. I know you are. What’s your game? Are you hoping that if you tell enough people you slept together she’ll just come back to you out of shame? That’s pathetic.”

I took a step closer to him, getting in his face. “You’re the one refusing to accept the truth. That makes you the pathetic one.”

Rune just looked at me with disgust. “Whatever, I guess we’ll both just have to get the truth from her tonight.”

I shrugged with a smirk. “I guess we will.”

I hardly even caught a glimpse of Y/N the entire day as she was too busy being pulled in every direction. Her mom was all to eager to welcome her back into her home while the district officials were trying to get them moved into their new home in Victor’s Village next to mine. Then, of course, there were the people she didn’t really know who were all too eager to suck up to the newest victor, hoping to gain a little bit of fame and wealth. And then finally, there was Rune who was practically stitching himself to her side. I was debating whether or not I should go to her and rescue her from the overwhelming-ness of being a victor and Rune’s attempts. But I decided against it, not wanting to add to her stress and because I feared that if that little bitch opened his mouth I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from punching him.

It wasn’t until the welcome back party a few of her friends threw for her that I got a chance to speak with her.

As I approached her in the crowded room, I held out a shot glass. “Grapefruit vodka?” She smiled, taking it from me.

“Where did you get this?”

“I requested a bottle before we left the Capitol,” I smiled down at her. “Congratulations, Y/N, seriously. I know the party and the drinks are a meager consolation but you deserve it,” I professed, bringing her into a hug.

She hugged me tightly in return. “Thank you, Haymitch. For everything.”

“Of course,” I returned, pulling away from the hug but still keeping her in my arms. I reached a hand up to her face. “I love you,” I professed, kissing her. Which she returned. Until she was literally ripped from my grasp. As I was wrenched back into reality I saw Rune holding Y/N by her arm.

“What the hell, Y/N?” he yelled at her.

“Hey, back off,” I told him, moving to get his grip off of her arm. But he just stumbled back, tugging her along with him.

“No, what the hell is going on?” he demanded, looking at Y/N. “I thought you hated him.”

She shook her head. “Maybe for a bit I did but you don’t get to act all incredulous, Rune. After I got reaped you said you wouldn’t date anyone else ‘for a while,’” she mocked his words. “You couldn’t even wait until I was dead. I know about Selene Ducote. While I was fucking fighting for my life you were more concerned about getting your dick wet than seeing if I’d survive. You were depending on my death.”

Rune stood there, still gripping her arm, flabbergasted. “Yeah well, you slept with Haymitch.”

“Yeah, I did” she freely admitted, “and now I don’t feel guilty about it.”

Rage filled Rune’s face as he clenched his jaw. His free hand moved to grip her jaw, “Here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna end things with him,” he nodded to me with disgust, “and we’re gonna get married because I know that you are in love with me.” He sent a final glare to me and I noticed his grip tightening. “Am I clear, you fucking slut?”

Now it was my turn to be filled with rage. Before I knew what was happening, I was throwing a punch at Rune’s face. He crumpled and would have brought Y/N down with him if it weren’t for the fact that I caught her around the waist. By now, the rest of the crowd had noticed us and were unsure of who’s side to take. Because while everyone had known Rune and Y/N were dating, they had also been aware of our relationship and took notice of the way she was huddled against my chest.

Rune got up, intending to punch me in return but Y/N pulled out of my arms, stepping up to him. “Enough, Rune,” she chastised him. “We’re over. We’ve been over. You’re making this so much more pathetic for yourself.” Seeing as the guest of honor had clearly made her allegiance known, the other attendees began booing him out. I only caught a glimpse of him walking out in shame because Y/N was stood in front of me again. She cupped my jaw, reaching up to kiss me.

Later that night we were both sat in her kitchen as she attempted to heal my hand that had admittedly been a little banged up when I punched Rune. We were both a little drunk so I was grateful her mom was back at her old house.

I hissed as she dabbed rubbing alcohol against my split knuckles. “If you take a swig maybe it won’t hurt so much,” she giggled.

I chuckled, admiring her blissful expression. “You can’t drink this type of alcohol sweetheart,” I explained gently. She pouted softly but didn’t say anything else as she focused on my hand.

When she deemed my hand disinfected enough, she pulled away. “I need something to wrap it with. Maybe there’s some cloth?” she suggested. She went to the cabinets, rummaging through them. Most of them were empty but a few had supplies that came with the house.

As she was looking, I quickly began to miss her touch so I got up. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, trapping her between my body and the counter. I pressed my face into her shoulder and the crook of her neck, pressing kisses into her skin. “I don’t need a bandage,” I slurred in assurance. “I won the 50th Hunger Games.”

“And I won the 51st,” she countered.

“I beat 47 others,” I argued playfully as she spun in my arms so she was facing me.

She wrapped her arms around my neck. “Shut up,” she laughed before kissing me.

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deakyjoe · 6 months

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Somebody’s Watching Me: Tea For Two Deleted Scene

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Reader (she/her, “Sarge”, British, backstory)

Category: coworkers to friends to lovers with grumpy x sunshine dynamic/idiots in love

Summary: Your lieutenant joins you for a cup of tea.

Warnings: tension, banter, flirting, mention of dead hamster, mask is off, domestic Ghost (he sits and has tea), Ghost doing normal things (he sits and has tea), British terminology/slang

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE FIRST CHAPTER OF SOMEBODY’S WATCHING ME!! 🥳🥳 I cannot believe I started it so long ago, it’s crazy. This is for everyone who has read, enjoyed and supported me along the way. This takes places directly after the first chapter.

Consider buying me a coffee :)

The door of your flat creaked open, accompanied by the awful sound of your keys falling out of the lock and crashing to the floor uncermoniously. You winced at the sound but said nothing, sticking your foot out to prevent the door from slamming closed again right onto your face. You didn’t need a broken nose right now. The hinges were loose but you couldn't be bothered to tell your landlord, or fix it yourself, since you weren't even living there most of the time.

You stepped into your flat quickly, ushering your lieutenant in behind you. "Welcome to my humble abode."

Ghost went to close the door behind him but stopped when it just swung shut by its own accord.

"Very humble." You re-iterated. It wasn't the Ritz, that was for sure.

He made no comment on the state of the door, despite clearly having some thoughts if the slight frown on his face was any indication.

"You live alone?" He asked, taking a nice long look around at your flat. You wondered if he was judging the trinkets scattered all over the place and the lack of real decor.

You nodded, shrugging your coat off of your shoulders and hanging it over the back of a chair. "Yeah. Used to have a hamster but he died a few months back."

You missed Señor Duncan.

He blinked at you slowly and said nothing so you rushed off into the kitchen with your bags clasped tightly in your hands to make the tea and avoid further awkward conversation. You tried desperately to come up with a new topic to talk about when you got back to him.

But he had other ideas. As you turned to get the milk out of the fridge, Ghost was stood in your doorway watching you.

"You can sit down, lieutenant." You assured him, not needing him hovering as you made the two cups of tea. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

He took a moment to answer. "Here to make sure you make my tea right."

You scoffed. "I know how you take it, sir."

The double meaning of that statement hung in the air between you for a few seconds.

"I've seen you make tea about a million times on base so..." The clarification probably didn't help you. In fact, it made the previous sentence even more glaring.

"Okay." He nodded. "I trust you."

The way he said it wasn't convincing.

The kettle clicked behind you but you ignored it.

"Got any biscuits?"

You shook your head. "Nothing you’ll like, no."

"Hmm."

"Sorry." Your jaw clenched tight.

"Don't be sorry."

You broke off the staring contest that was happening between you, knowing he'd probably win in the end anyway, and turned around to actually make the two of you a drink.

The thought that this may have been a bad idea plagued you as you watched the teabags drown in the boiling water. You were just trying to be friendly. Maybe friendly with your lieutenant wasn't good. Although, he agreed to come. So some of this was on him.

Ghost was silent behind you but you assumed he was still there. You could feel his gaze burning into the back of your head, the hairs on your neck and arms standing up on end. When you were done, you turned to find him stood a lot closer to you than he had been just a minute or so prior.

His hand was stretched out ready to take the mug from you. "Thank you, sergeant."

"You're welcome, lieutenant." You croaked back at him, unprepared for how close he was. You could smell him, the distance was that small. You begrudgingly admitted to yourself internally that he smelt nice. Of course he did. You avoided looking at how his hands enveloped the cup you'd handed to him. "Umm, living room?"

“Not going to put your things away?” He lazily gestured at the bags sitting on the kitchen counter.

“Oh… it can wait a while.”

He nodded and followed you as you swerved around him, mouthing oh my god to yourself as you walked away. In the lounge, you settled on the sofa and were not surprised in the slightest when he chose to sit in the other chair, his large frame consuming the cushions almost completely. He looked comical.

There was a brief moment of tense silence between you and just as you opened your mouth to say something, say anything, he cut in.

"Want a chocolate digestive?"

Your teeth clicked shut. "Uh, sure!"

Sipping on your tea to hide your face behind the mug at the way-too-upbeat tone of your response, you burnt your tongue on the scalding liquid. Luckily, your lieutenant was too distracted by pulling the pack of biscuits out of the carrier bag at his feet that he didn't take any notice of you.

When he held out the packet to you, you tentatively took one and started nibbling on the edge. You were really unsure of what to do with yourself. Think. Just think of something to say.

"So, what does Lieutenant Simon Riley do for fun when he's on leave?"

Idiot.

"Not this." He grumbled.

"Not what?" Of course he didn't do this, this was the first time this had happened.

"Socialising."

Oh.

"Then why did you agree to come here?" You asked, frowning. Seemed a bit silly to you honestly.

Ghost said nothing, just stared back at you.

So you filled the silence by rambling. "You didn't have to. Just because I asked you to. Don't feel forced or anything. I mean, like, you never listen to me in the field. So why is it different out here? Don't think you have to be polite. I'm a grown woman, I can take no for an answer."

"Christ, you talk a lot."

You frowned. "Sorry."

"Between you and Johnny I don't know how I don't get more headaches."

"Charming." You snapped back despite the pull of a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.

He continued on. "Without the two of you I'd get some silence once in a while."

"How boring."

"How peaceful."

"Overrated.” You waved your hand in a dismissive motion. “I think a couple of hyper sergeants are a lot more fun."

"If you'd like." He took a mouthful of his tea and you wondered if he was hiding anything behind the cup. A smile, a smirk, just something. Probably not.

You decided to pry. "You never answered my question."

He sighed. "What question?"

"What do you do when you're on leave?"

"What do you imagine I do when I'm on leave, hm?" He evaded the question by shooting back one of his own. Tricky bastard.

You shrugged. "Mope at home all day probably."

"Mope." He repeated back to you.

"You seem like a moper."

He didn't reply.

"I think it's a fair assessment."

"Based on what?"

You barked out a short laugh. "Based on everything!"

"For all you know I could be the life of the party when on leave." He drained the rest of the tea from his mug in a few steady gulps, adam's apple bobbing in his throat. Your mouth hung open for a second as you watched.

"You just admitted you don't like to socialise. Or like how loud me and Soap can be. I seriously doubt you're the life of any party." You deadpanned, noticing how your cup was still mostly full.

"Should I take offence to that, sergeant?" He asked, resting his own cup between his knees.

Your eyes flickered down towards it. "Didn't say it was a bad thing necessarily."

"But it can be?"

"If you're boring in general, I guess."

"I see."

Your back straightened in defence. "I'm not calling you boring, sir! In fact, I think you're rather interesting. I was just saying it can be bad if you are always boring. Which you are not."

"This might be my cue to leave, you don't seem so sure." His head tilted to the side. "Very enthusiastic to prove you don't think I'm boring. Too enthusiastic."

"That's just my general demeanour."

He nodded. "I'm aware."

"Now I feel like I should be insulted."

"And why's that?"

"You seem disgusted."

He repeated your words back to you. "That's just my general demeanour."

So you did the same. "I'm aware."

"Hm, clever." He grunted, glancing down at the empty mug. "I should probably go."

"If you want." You watched him shift in his seat.

His eyes shot back up to meet yours. "Kicking me out, sergeant?"

"No. Just not going to insist that you stay if you want to leave."

He nodded and looked around the room. "You should get another hamster."

What an odd thing to say.

"Why?" You questioned, putting your cup down on the coffee table and gesturing for him to do the same.

"You're a social creature. Could probably use the company."

"A social creature. Gee, thanks." You rolled your eyes at him. "I have friends, y'know?"

"Seen 'em since you've been home?"

"Haven't had the opportunity yet." You mumbled, avoiding his eyes.

"Mhm." He hummed, not needing to say anything to get his point across.

You didn't even bother responding, what good would it do? You just watched him rise from the seat and pick up his plastic bag of stuff, following him when he started towards the front door.

Neither of you exchanched pleasantries as you opened the door and held it open with your foot, you didn't need to pretend that this was anything less than awkward and slightly odd altogether. There was no oh this was nice we should it again sometime. The exchange was very short.

"Do you want me to drive you home?"

"No, I don't live too far."

"Okay."

Silence.

Tense silence.

"Goodbye, lieutenant."

"Goodbye, sergeant."

And then he was gone.

A/N: thanks for reading!!

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enterwittyjokehere · 8 months

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A Soapy Entaglement

[Raiden x afab reader smut]

⚠️ warnings :

[No pronouns used]

[Swearing]

[Smut 18+ only]

You laid in your large stone bath tub as earthrealms champion, Raiden sat in the corner of your large bathing area. The stone against your body, in contrast to the fluffy bubbles over flowing in the tub felt amazing. You were royalty and the child of an elder God, and your life reflected just that.

Raiden sat with his back to you as you soaked in the bath. You wanted his attention, you had been giving him signals but the shaolin monk was incredibly dense.

You had been "going out", as the incompetent Earthrealmer Johnny Cage called it, with Raiden for about four months and had yet to share intimacy with him.

If Raiden did not wish to have that kind of relationship that would be fine, but he has said quite the opposite from time to time. The earthrealmer loved talking about the future he hopes the two of you could have.

"You and kung lao turn everything into a competition, why?" You asked, earthrealms champion.

"We just kinda always have. Kung lao has always been overconfident making him incredibly competitive." Your earthrealm boyfriend repiled.

"But you're not?" You tried to understand.

"Not what?" Raiden quickly turned to face you, "overconfident?"

"No." You said locking eyes with him, "competitive?"

A red hue covered his olive features as he turned back to his corner. Going back to his scroll you'd gifted him, it was your father's grimorie. You gave it to Raiden, when he had mentioned learning more about outworld and the other realms.

"I can be." He said, softly.

"You aren't with me." You stated flatly, you knew you were beginning to get under his skin. Your lips turned up at the ends, in satisfaction when he mumbled something under his breath, "I'm sorry dear, I didn't hear that one."

"I said..." He paused and turned to face you once more, the bubbles from the tub covered your chest, but were see through enough to show the scars littered across it, "I don't have to be."

"What do you mean?"

"You bring out the best in me..." Raiden said, "what would we compete for?"

"Not sure." You said, "But-... actually disregard that."

"No, go ahead." Raiden encouraged you, he was looking at you.

You had won.

"I was just gonna say... that you can get in." You said, turning your back to him, hoping he would take it as a chance to undress and crawl in.

You only heard a small giggle, "really? That's all your loveliness would like from me."

Your stomach unflured and your face began to heat up, a large hand met your shoulder as he sat in the tub next to you.

"Raiden." You spoke softly.

"Yes?" He answered.

"I do not wish to make you do anything your uncomfortable with, just tell me and I can stop. I just wish you would tell me what was on your mind so I'm not having to assume." You spoke freely.

"(Y/n), umm... if you really want to know.." He said scooting closer to you, "I would love to kiss you right now."

He seemed unsure about what he had said, immediately breaking the eye contact he'd initiated. You took his chin with your hand, lifting his head back up to met your eyes.

"Much better." You spoke and broke the distance between the two of you, pressing your lips onto his. Raiden grabbed your shoulder and kept you in place.

You rewarded the gesture by grabbing his hand, "Your highness, I must let you know, that I do absolutely enjoy our time together." He said, rubbing the hand.

"Raiden, there was actually something else about our... liaison, but I would hate to ruin this moment." You said, placing your head on his shoulder, opposite from the one your hand laid on.

"I figured, although, it's unlike you to withhold your thoughts." Raiden said, resting his head on your own, "Are we ok?"

"Of course, my love." You assured him, "I just wondered when our relationship would become more... intimate..?"

Raiden's face warmed at the question, your face, yet hidden showed your worries, about the question.

"Intimate?" Raiden repeated, his calm and clear voice made it hard for you to know what he was thinking. Although, at the beginning of the relationship, that was half of the appeal.

You removed your hand, followed by you pushing off of Raiden to scoot back. When Raiden notice what you were doing he grabbed your arm, "where are you going?"

"I was going to give you space."

Raiden's flustered appearance, silently pleaded against your claim. He held your forearm tightly, looking into your eyes, "but... I thought-"

"Raiden?" You questioned, Earthrealm's champion glanced down, " Do you want to be more intimate?"

Raiden nodded, had it been possible the earthrealmer would be blushing even harder at the question.

"Are you sure? I can wait." You said, "I really do not wish to pressure you, with your training, outworld and the tournament, I know you've had your share of stressors."

"Maybe that's why we should." He said, surprising you.

"O-ok..." You trip over you words, as you moved over to sit in raidens lap. You faced Raiden, who was face level with your chest, although, he tried his best to keep eye contact.

Your hands traced down his torso, moving inward to find his p*nis. Raiden whispered a mess of words when you found it, grabbing it harshly, you began to pump your hands around it.

Raiden groaned as you pumped, he whispered strands of words you couldn't understand. Grabbing you shoulder, for stability, trying his best not to squeeze you tightly.

"Ready, my love?" You asked him, as you stopped, Raiden was flustered and breathing heavily already so he only replied with a nod.

You moved onto him, the two of you moaned in harmony as you took all of him in. You grinded against him, moving your hips and holding his hands to help. You moved back on him, then up and forward and back down. Making sure he felt all of you, he was enjoying it to say the least, the heavenly look on his face and soft moans assured you of that.

"(Y/n)..." He spoke, inbetween pants and moans, "baby I feel like..."

"You're gonna c*m?" You spoke, reassuring him that you understood his needs.

"Maybe,"

With that you began to only bounce up and down, searching for that one spot, in the back of your body. You were very vocal when you found it, Raiden caught on to it very quickly. Grabbing your hips, he began to f*ck you, you guided your movements now, sloppily but he was trying.

Slamming himself into that one spot you had found for him, "Raiden... Kiss me."

Once again you got only pants and a nod as he moved to your mouth. Kissing you deeply, you would disconnect with the movements, but he would give you little kisses when you came back down.

You let out a sound of pleasure when your knot in your stomach snapped, your body clenched and unclenched around Raiden, sending him into his own noisy climax, milking earth champion. He tossed his head back, making his Adam's apple more prominent, and moaned mixed with hoarse panting.

You bent down, sucking on his Adam's apple, while he came.

"By the elder gods-" He spoke, as you sucked and bit at the sensitive skin, "(y/n)."

Moving around his neck you left little hickeys, while the two of you laid together in the tub.

Eventually, Raiden had to leave, as earth realms champion Liu Kang was very strict about his training. When Raiden got back to the academy, the first thing his tournament friends had noticed, were the bruises littering his neck.

Raiden, however shook them off, avoiding the question. Although, even kung lao was not that dense.

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goddessofmischief · 7 months

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SPEAK NOW - SHANKS X READER (+ BUGGY)

A/N: This is part of this series, which requests are open for! These fics are all one-shots, so they can be read separately. Also, I highly recommend listening to the song linked in the title while you read.

I need a man. You are still just a boy.

These words tattooed themselves into the back of Shanks' mind until they were all he could remember, burned into him forever. In a short time, that one moment had become his creed and code, his reason for living.

And yet, he had given up on you.

He hadn’t given up on you as a person, or you as a friend - he still cared for you greatly, and respected you greatly. But he had given up any romantic pursuit of you. All he desired now was to become the best man he could be, and to stand by your side while you married Mihawk.

It was right. It felt right.

There was just so much to do, these days, and such little time to do them - normal piracy business of course, but in addition to that, the management of Roger’s health and the planning of a wedding had weighed heavily on his thoughts.

And now it was that day.

You had been getting ready for several hours when Shanks thought maybe he should visit you - that maybe you needed someone, and maybe he should be that someone.

He rose from his seat in the cathedral-

"Buggy, stay with Roger-"

"Hey, what're you doing?"

"I'm going to help her get ready," Shanks responded. "Usually people have bridesmaids for that."

Buggy just grumbled something under his breath.

You'd want him, wouldn't you? You'd want him there? You would want him to help you, like he had always done and would always be there to do, before you took your first steps into a new life?

Shanks was betting that you would.

...

Three knocks at the door.

"Come in," you called out, assuming it wouldn't be Marines or rival pirates or anyone else, assuming that the cathedral filled with the most feared pirates of your time would be enough to protect you.

You were correct in that assumption.

"Feels wrong to see you," Shanks said, closing the door behind him. "Though I guess it shouldn't."

"Is it... is it okay?" you asked, spinning a bit in your dress.

"It's lovely," he said.

"Thanks. Buggy helped me pick it out."

Buggy? Well, he shouldn't have been surprised. He knew you trusted Buggy with things you wouldn't tell him, or perhaps things you felt would be a waste of his time.

"Anything else?" you said, eyes tracing over him.

Yes. Yes. So much else.

"No," he said. "You're perfect."

Shanks was the bigger man. He always had been. In quarrels with Buggy, in competing with Mihawk, in not letting his love for you get in the way of your life. Above all, he refused to let anything keep him from being kind. He refused to cause your unhappiness, even if it met letting you get married without telling you everything he truly felt.

What was there to say, anyway? Later on, Shanks would marvel at the messiness of that age, and how he managed to conduct himself in the first place: his thoughts, his affections, were so new, so unformed. Even if he had insisted you hear him out right then, he wouldn't have even known what to say.

That you were beautiful? The smartest pirate he knew? That he wanted to have you by his side forever?

...Well, maybe he could've started there.

For now, you smiled at him brightly, and moved to kiss him on the cheek. But he moved, right then, as he'd noticed a stray blue hair on your white skirt, and meant to pick it off before you left-

And you kissed him on the mouth, just kissed him, and it was completely on accident but totally on purpose, and it lasted for a long time, maybe forever, maybe two seconds.

"I'm sorry," Shanks said as you broke apart, and you couldn't look at him. Nothing hurt quite as much as that. You held your hand to your mouth, seemingly unable to process what had just happened, and what it meant, and if it really had to mean anything, and you couldn't look at him, and really, nothing hurt quite as much as that.

"It was an accident."

"Yeah, it was," he reassured you. "That's all it was."

He was telling you he'd keep it a secret, that it would never be known, that you could get married and never kiss anyone else again and be a good girl all your life with an unblemished record, and Mihawk would never ever have to know, and every time Shanks looked at you he would want to die, but he would take the secret of that kiss and all that it meant to him to his grave. This was his promise to you, the one he made in the few breaths between sentences, in the breaths between you as you had pulled away.

You nodded to him, and he nodded back.

"Do you want me to get Roger?" Shanks asked finally. "Everyone's out there-"

Suddenly, Buggy burst through the curtains, red-faced.

"Shanks, I need to talk to you."

"What's going on? Where's Roger?"

"Shanks," repeated Buggy, warningly.

"Anything you have to say, you can say it in front of her."

Buggy's eyes flitted from you to Shanks, feeling guilty for what he was about to do.

"Mihawk isn't here," Buggy said, and your heart sank. "...He didn't come."

"He's probably just held up," Shanks assured you. "Maybe he got in a fight or something."

"He sent a letter."

You collapsed to the floor, white dress spilling around you. Shanks stared down at you.

"Alright," said Shanks, rubbing his temple. "...Where the hell is this letter?"

...

Darling,

By the time you read this, I will be gone.

I must start by saying I am madly in love with you, and always will be. I wish more than anything I were there with you now.

Regrettably, I attracted some Marine trouble on my last job. I did not wish to bring it back to you, but I would be lying if I did not confess that is not the only reason why I am not with you today.

The bitter truth is, my name has become more known than I could have predicted. I had planned to be a swordsman, a pirate, and most of all, your husband - but fate has disrupted those plans, making it impossible to return to you now. After I became known as the World's Greatest Swordsman this past summer, thousands have come looking to challenge me and my bounty has tripled. It occurred to me that it would be unwise to lead anything but a solitary life for as long as I am such a wanted man.

Please do not believe this has anything to do with you. I still mean every word of all that I told you. You are the love of my life.

Do not wait for me. I do not know if I can ever return to you, and certainly not how long it will take. My best wishes to your family, and please inform Shanks and Roger of my regrets. They are good people, and I am sorry to have hurt them.

In the meantime, I will think of you.

Yours,

Mihawk.

...

You were inconsolable for days.

It didn't matter how many fights you'd been in, or how much you had escaped, nothing petrified you more than the moment you had to walk back down that aisle, Shanks and Buggy flanking you from either side, while you told all the guests that the groom would not be attending his own wedding.

That Dracule Mihawk had left you.

It took all the convincing in the world from Shanks and Rayleigh to convince Roger not to go after him himself. He couldn't, in his condition, and Shanks was sure it would be the thing that killed him. Besides, Shanks wanted the honor himself, even though he wouldn't allow himself to have it.

He's the bigger man, right? Right?

But he hated how much you wept. It rocked the ship, feeling like the storm was inside the walls rather than in the ocean. You were being torn apart, punished, killed.

"Did I cause it somehow?" you wondered aloud, voicing to Shanks the irrational fear that had been clouding your mind for days. "Did he know that I would-"

"No, don't say that. Please don't say that," he pleaded, softer than you imagined he would. "He sent that letter days before."

Shanks couldn't let the thing that had hurt you the most be his fault.

"Still, is it because he thought-"

"He's a very direct man. If it were anything else, any other reason, he would have said exactly that."

It was true, you knew. He would have. It was something you loved about-

Loved. There it was, that word again. You love Mihawk, present tense. You wouldn't allow yourself to say you loved him. That would mean it was really over, and you couldn't accept that just yet.

And for the fifth time that week, Shanks left your room, feeling more torn up than before, still unable to fully put that kiss into words. It could not be spoken, as that would make it true.

For the first time, Buggy was waiting outside. He and Shanks exchanged looks.

"Is she... better?"

"No," said Shanks. "More of the same."

"Should I...?" Buggy cleared his throat. "Alright. I'll talk to her."

Buggy knew rejection - he felt it a lot - not just from you, but from the world. If anything, you had accepted him the most. Maybe he could offer a fresh perspective.

Whatever he expected to see when he opened that door, it wasn't this. You were still in your dress - the one he picked for you, he remembered with a pang - and lying flat on the floor. Without hesitation, Buggy laid down next to you.

"Well, you look rough."

For the first time since, you laughed. Something about the way he said it, something about the way it struck you. You did look rough, and Mihawk wasn't coming back. The truth was easier to accept when it came from Buggy.

"I'm sorry I've disappeared," you admitted. "It's just been too much."

"I know. It's time to come back, though. Things are getting serious with Roger."

Shanks had declined to share that information with you.

"Is he...?"

"We're disbanding in a week," Buggy confirmed. "After that, I don't know - he's talked about sitting down each of us, so I think he's gonna do something."

"I think he's going to turn himself in," you confessed.

"No way."

"That's what Rayleigh told me he was thinking about."

"Rayleigh never tells me anything. He hates me."

"That's not true."

"...I don't mind."

For awhile, you both sat in silence. It was nice.

And you decide you might change your clothes tomorrow.

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huffelpuff210 · 2 months

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Taken Car of Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Soft Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader

Taken Care of Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Soft Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You suffered the loss of a still born baby, You are best friends with the two super soliders, but what happens when they come to comfort you

Warning: Mentions of a loss of a baby, mentions of depression, mentions of drinking, baby trapping, breeding kink, forced relationship, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, Non Con

You stare out the window of your small town house home, a blanket draped over your shoulders as you watch the snow fall, a small cup of hot chocolate in your hands, you catch a gimps of your refection, your hair a knotted mess, dark circles under your eyes, your eyes puffy from all the crying,

It had been three months, since it happened, you close your eyes at the memory when you first found out you were pregnant you were so thrilled, you were excited at the thought of being a mom,

You didn’t really have any parental figures growing up your parents died when you were ten, and you jumped foster homes, running away at just fifteen, learning to survive when you realized you had a talent for hacking and building stuff,

At age eighteen you were recruited by Tony Stark and shield Now only twenty two you had an amazing job and place to call home, that’s where you met Steve and Bucky, you and the two super soliders were close,

You met your ex boyfriend at the nearby coffee shop on your break, the two of you dated for about a year and a half when you found out about being pregnant he was less than thrilled about the news, when you told the two super soliders Bucky told you he was a dick and needed to be taught a lesson, Steve on the other hand said he didn’t deserve you, But still He was trying sort of, his first reaction was for you to abort the baby, but that was not how you worked, the two of you fought for two weeks about the situation,

When he realized you were not going to do that he left you, you didn’t care, you were so happy to be having a baby, setting up your spare room as a nursery,

You wipe a tear away from your cheek,

You were 39 weeks, when you got your ultrasound finding out that he wasn’t moving, they did an emergency C-Section and he was still born, Meaning he wasn’t alive. It broke your heart, you knew it was from all the stress your Ex had put on you.

You took a leave of absence from the avengers for the time being, they understood, Steve and Bucky had been away on a mission when everything happened, no one was allowed to call them since they were undercover and you didn’t want to frankly,

Everyone tried calling you or coming by to at least check on you but you never answered, you just didn’t have the heart to talk about how you were,

You were a mess, your home was a mess, you no longer ate, or slept, all you could think about was losing him, your child, you never got to witness his first cry, or see him open his eyes, You were never going to see him smile for the first time, or celebrate his first birthday, you could feel the tears falling from your face again, setting the coco down and burying your head in your knees,

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, You didn’t bother moving, you just assumed it was Wanda or Nat they both checked on you daily but you never would answer,

The knock was loud, You look at the clock it was past three in the morning,

“Y/N, we know you are in there open the door.” You hear Steve’s voice,

Still you don’t make any attempts to move,

You keep your head buried in your knees, the knocking gets louder,

“Y/N open the damn door before I knock it down!” You hear Bucky,

They must have just gotten back for their mission and heart the news,

You sigh, standing up walking down the stairs to the living room where it is littered with bottles of beer, water bottles and all sorts of trash, you are a Meticulous cleaner, you keep your place and work space clean as a whistle but you didn’t have the energy to care,

the blanket still draped over your shoulders, wearing a black spaghetti strapped tank top, and red plaid pajama pants, you unlock the front door, cracking it slightly seeing the two super soliders,

“What do you want?” Your voice raspy from crying, they looked at each other

“Let us in.” Bucky says

“No.” You try to shut the door in their faces but Steve’s hand stops the door,

“That wasn’t a request.” He says they both walk past you.

“Tony says you haven’t been in work for three months, or answering anyone’s calls.” Steve says

You sigh shutting the door.

“So.” You say walking past them,

“Do you two want anything to drink?’ You say walking into the kitchen.

“We didn’t come here for refreshments kitten.” Bucky says

“Then why did you come?” You asked looking over your shoulder as you are looking in the fridge bent over

“We are worried.” Steve says

“Don’t be I’m fine.” You say

“Really? Because by the looks of this place and you, it doesn’t seem that way.” Bucky says

All you had in the fridge was beer and juice so you grabbed a beer, opening it, They were highly concerned because you were not a big drinker, But you didn’t care, you didn’t care you didn’t care about anything you just wanted this pain to stop, just as you were about to take a sip Bucky took it from your hand,

You sighed,

“Why are you to here?” You ask,

“Because we heard what happened,” Steve says

You sighed again walking towards your couch sitting down.

“Look I appreciate it but I’m fin-” You began,

“No your not, and we are not leaving now that we see the condition you are in.” Bucky says

You look him in the eyes and for the first time since they arrived you can see a hint of anger but concern in his eyes.

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rinrinx2 · 9 months

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Hey rinrin ^^

I wanted to ask if you would do me a request about prisoner!ran x lawyer/prosecutor! Reader

You’re ran his (step-)sister and didn’t want to be in his case cause you don’t get along well with ran but your boss forced you and now you stand in front of his cell and talk with him about his case but it doesn’t end by just talking.

Could you maybe do this nfsw?

Prison pleasures

Ran x reader

Warnings: Language, prison s€x against the bars, p0rn with a plot

You had always warned your older brother that his actions would have consequences but everytime you’d mention it you were always dismissed with a

“Maybe if you catch a dick you’ll loosen up a bit”

With a snickering Rindou everytime he made the comment.

But now with the tables turned as you stood parallel to your brothers jail cell as he looked up at you from the bed at the back of cell.

“So you gonna stare at me or help me prove my innocence?” Ran questioned as he kept eye contact with you.

Even behind bars he still kept that snarky uptight attitude thinking that he was better than everyone else and it was because of his attitude that caused you to beg your boss not to take your brothers case.

It wasnt a matter of your abilities to defend your brother that you were worried about, if you were able to win the case of a thief who stole a million yen’s worth of jewellery then getting Ran out would be a piece of cake, but you didn’t want to help your brother to get out you wanted the asshole to sit in that cell for as long as possible and maybe fix his attitude.

That attitude that he didn’t even bother hiding when your parents got married.

“You’d think she’d make an effort at her own mothers wedding” you heard Ran whisper to Rindou as you stood with your bouquet next to your mother as the photographer merrily took pictures of what he assumed was a happy family.

And his attitude didn’t get better as step-siblings it in fact only got worst.

“Are these your panties?” Ran asked as he held up the triangle piece of material.

“Yes” seven teen year old you said without much thought.

“God I could jump off a building and whip one of these bad boys out and float gently down to safety, with these parachute panties”

“So you helping or should I go back to my nap”

And your eye twitched at his comment.

“I wanna watch you rot in that cell” you said through gritted teeth as you clutched your brief case tighter witch years of repressed anger coming out.

“You and the whole of Tokyo” Ran said with a snicker as he broke decided to break eye contact and opting to lay on his stone hard bed.

“As much as I want to watch you die in this cell I can’t my boss had a lot riding on this case” you said with a stoic expression trying your best not to give your brother the satisfaction that he would be free soon.

“I can imagine, Mikey needs me so I can only imagine the pickle he must have your boss and his family in right now” Ran said with without a care in the world.

“Doesn’t mean I won’t take my time to get you out” you said with a half smile, you were trying to show that even in this situation that your brother didn’t have dominance that for once it was you.

You had the power, you controlled whether he was able to walk out and when he would.

You didn’t even realise the effect your comment had made as you barely noticed that Ran had stood up from his bed walking over to the cell bars where you stood.

“I don’t think you wanna waste time getting me out” Ran said as he peered down at your figure.

“And why wouldn’t I want to waste your time” you said trying to stand your ground.

“You really think you can stand like that, like I don’t have an effect on you” Ran said with a smirk as he pushed his nimble hands through the bars placing them on your chin.

“You don’t” you replied removing his hands off of you.

“I do” Ran said as his hand went around your waist catching by surprise.

“And I know I do, because now you’re breathing faster, you’re taking deeper breathes and your pupils are dilating”

And with his words did you realise he was right he did effect you even if you didn’t want him to.

“Come on as much as you hate me I know I make you excited” Ran said as he moved his face closer to the bars as he looked down at you.

“Those walls at home are sturdy but they’re not sound proof, I use to hear you loud and clear every night as teenagers”

You bit down hard on your teeth trying your best not to show how flustered you were from Ran’s words.

And as much as you didn’t want Ran to be right you knew he was, you had in fact use to touch yourself to the thought of your step brother as much as you dreaded him. You weren’t sure why you felt attracted to him maybe it was how much he towered over you or maybe it was his self assured ego that drove you to feel flustered.

“Don’t get all pouty with me, you want my baby girl it’s natural”

You felt as Ran’s hands moved from your face outlining each curve till he was met with the mounds of your breasts giving them a firm squeeze that caused a breath of air to escape from your lips.

And you tried your best to compose yourself, trying you best to put on your unbothered facade but as your eyes once again met with Ran’s you were met with something you’ve never seen before.

His lilac eyes were now covered by black as his pupils dilated to its max, his gaze intense like a hunter waiting to capture its prey.

“I like it when you make those noises” Ran said as he pulled you closer by your waist, now you were squished to the bars but the failing of Ran’s hands on you drove heat to your core.

And within an instant your felt his hands begin to hike up your pencil skirt feeling as the cool air hit your bare thighs.

“Ran I-“

“Just enjoy it” Ran apple cutting you off as his hands now shifted to your pantie massaging your clit through the thin material.

You tried your best to bite back on moans, to both not alert the guards as well as not to have him fully satisfy him.

And the minute you felt as if you were about to release Ran removed his hands.

“Getting to excited now” he said with that same animalistic gaze which was your sign that he wanted it just as much as you.

And then suddenly your felt a warm appendage poking at you womanhood.

“Time to make those fantasies come true. Turn around and bend over” Ran commanded and before you could protest it Ran spoke again.

“Do it, don’t make me repeat myself”

And just as Ran commanded you did.

Turning yourself around feeling as Ran’s harden cock poked at your wet panties.

And like some pray being answered you felt as he shifted your panties to the side and slipping the tip in .

“Fuck you’re right” Ran moaned at as he slipped himself in the rest of way as you bit your lip holding back moans that begged to be spilt.

Ran began to move his hips back and forth as he fucked you through the bars of his cell.

The cold metal of the bars adding to the pleasure as it contrasted to how hot your pussy wrapped around Ran’s cock.

And your imagination never prepared you for how good Rans dick actually was, the way it judged perfectly against that one spot that your fingers could never reach.

The feeling of his cock rubbing against your walls were making you see stars and soon your felt that urge that had you screaming out for dear life approaching fast.

And Ran felt it too, and then suddenly it happened and you felt as liquid dripped down your thighs as your pussy milked Ran’s cock as he shot hot cum into you.

Ran pulled out with a grunt as he released his dick from your tight cunt. As he shifted your panties back over your cunt keeping his cum deep in your pussy

Tucking his cock back away as you tried your best to compose yourself gripping onto the bars you were just fucked against as Ran sat back down on his cell bed.

Ran watched as you pulled your skirt back down calming your breath as you reached for whatever disregarded briefcase you had.

“That’s why you shouldn’t waste time getting me out of here”

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iovetecchou · 1 year

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Pairings... Jouno Saigiku x Reader

Contains... hurt, no comfort. angst. toxic!jouno, lowkey yandere!jouno. cheating, getting caught, suggestive themes, strong language

GN Reader.

1,156 words.

Jouno was being… shifty. Coming home later in the evening, leaving earlier in the morning. You were becoming increasingly concerned with his strange behavior.

You were both snuggled up in bed, reading a book aloud so you and Jouno could enjoy it. But there was just one small problem. His phone was ringing off the hook all night. It was beginning to get on your nerves.

You finally reached over for his phone. Curiosity got the better of you. But before you could get so far, Jouno grasped your forearm and harshly, at that. Your eyes shot up to his face in an instant. That gut feeling washed over you.

“Ah, I do apologize, princess. Duty calls.”

That was all he said before he dropped your forearm. Climbing out of bed in the process. He swiftly slipped on his shirt, not bothering to button it up completely as he took his leave. You heard the apartment door swing open, and slam shut.

You didn’t want to assume the worst, but how could you not? He was less affectionate recently, shrugging you off every time you pulled him in for an embrace. Blowing you off when you planned out a whole date night. Not bothering to reciprocate your kisses. Your heart cracked each time.

You wanted so desperately to snap out of this nightmare. Facing the reality of the situation seemed far worse.

He didn’t come back home that night. But he left all his belongings here, and you knew he had work today. You figured bringing him his things would be best before you ran a few errands.

What could go wrong?

“Good morning Teruko! Is Sai here already?” You smiled down at the petite woman. Trying your best to conceal your anxiety. Teruko’s face went pale. “Y/n… what are you doing here?”

You were taken aback. Why was she so stunned by your appearance? Everyone knew you and Jouno were in a relationship. I mean, the Hunting Dogs would come over to your place for the holidays and special occasions. Celebrating alongside you and Jouno.

But the way she was looking at you… it was almost as if you were a stranger.

“I… came to drop off some things Sai left at home today. What’s the matter Teruko? You’re scaring me.” You blurted out. You could feel your heart beating out of your chest. She frowned at your words, averting her gaze before she spoke up once more.

“Y/n… Jouno told everyone that you two broke up. He said that two weeks ago. I’m sorry.”

As rapid as your heart was beating was as quick as it stopped. A lump formed in your throat. You couldn't wrap your head around what Teruko confessed to you.

“Y/n… he’s in his office… with another person… If I knew what was really going on, I would have beat his ass long ago.”

You could barely breathe. It felt like you had just been punched in the gut. This could not be fucking happening right now. After everything you’ve done for him?

You sacrificed so much for Jouno. He molded you into the perfect little partner. Tailored you to meet his needs, keeping you in the dark, and isolating you from your friends and family.

He claimed you only needed him. That he was the only person in the whole world that would ever love you.

You felt the tears welling up. You couldn’t think straight. You could hardly even function. You fumbled down the hall towards Jouno’s office. “Y/n wait- don’t do this to yourself-!”

Teruko shouted, following you in tow. But it was too late. You pushed the door open, and the sight in front of you left you speechless.

Jouno had another person pinned to his desk. They were both half undressed, kissing all over one another. The sound of the door swinging open startled both of them. They were quite literally caught in the act.

The stranger who was receiving all the love and affection from the man who was supposed to be yours abruptly stood up. They hurriedly fixed their clothes. Pushing past you and through the door without a word. Causing you to fumble slightly.

Jouno emitted a deep sigh. Shaking his head slightly as he began buttoning up his work uniform. “Teruko, give up some privacy.” He deadpanned, taking slow strides toward your frame. You were so heartbroken, your face losing any semblance of life as the tears freely rolled down your cheeks.

“Jouno, you fucking asshole. How could you?” Teruko spat out. She shot you a look of apology before she shut the door. The fear began to creep up on you.

Your blood ran cold, and your fingertips went numb. Jouno now stood in front of you. He craned his neck down, bringing his hand to cup your chin. Tilting your face up in his direction. The moment you scanned over his features, you couldn't control the sobs that wracked through your whole being.

He was smiling widely, no trace of love painted across his features. Jouno was enjoying your pained cries and irregular heartbeat. You could tell, and it hurt. So fucking bad.

“You sound so pathetic right now. What, don’t tell me you actually thought I… loved you?”

His voice was laced with amusement. How could this be happening right now? You had been with Jouno for years. Was it so wrong of you to assume that… he did love you? You felt so hopeless. All you could focus on was that wicked fucking smile.

“You really are a pathetic little thing. You were nothing more but an easy fuck to me. You see… I only kept you around for so long because I didn’t want anyone else to have you. It was so easy— no, you’re so easy. You fell right into my trap. I mean, how stupid are you?”

Your legs gave out. Jouno retracted his grasp on your chin as you fell to your knees. All light was lost from your eyes as you hiccuped through your body jerking sobs. Jouno let out the most maniacal laugh at your pathetic state.

“Ah, can you leave already? Your turbulent emotions are starting to give me a headache. I’ll be home around seven, so work dinner around that time. Are you even listening to me, mutt?”

He kneeled in front of you. Gripping your jaw harshly with his thumb and index finger. He was pressing so hard into your cheeks. You winced out through the pain. Causing Jouno’s smirk to grow wider.

“Oh, and princess… if you so much as think of leaving me… I will know, and I will kill you.”

His face fell entirely at the end of his sentence. Completely devoid of emotions. It struck fear in you. How was it possible that you truly knew nothing? Especially about the person you’ve spent the past few years with? Jouno was right. You really were stupid.

You reap what you sow.

“If I can't have you, no one can.”

yummy! i love pain! anyways... im sorry... i just had this cute lil idea. i had to share...

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