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suguruplsr · 7 months

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idk if ur requests are open but ok toji x reader based off of this song: I LOVE YOU HOE by Odetari/9lives it just gives me major toji vibes idk how 2 explain it but i heard and just KNEW cuz yk toji a lil toxic BUT ITS OKAYY

toxic toji w/ head cannons!

✰ ✰ ✰ sweet girl. so naive and gullible. he might have to hunt you down once you get too smart.. so just play along.

જ⁀➴ my brain wrote and made this. i love that song!

,, fem!reader , toxic toji , dark content , manipulation (emotionally n’ all of that) , yandere ? , smut , brief angst n fluff , mentions of baby megumi , toji killed someone in front of you , random person hits on reader , other kinda f’ed up stuff idk how to word , not proofread.

toji who nearly got scared for the first time when you said you wanted a break. a break from him. but admittedly, he was more surprised than scared, you were seriously going to leave him? he stopped spending all of his money on betting and started saving just so he could provide more just for you. he even decided on keeping megumi because you liked the baby so much. maybe because his heart also warmed whenever he’d hear you sweetly talking to the babbling thing in the next room, sitting beside his crib and sticking a finger or two between the wooden walls for megumi to grip onto loosely. a sight he enjoys seeing every morning.

now, toji doesn’t consider himself a desperate man, but after finding out that, within your little two week break, you ended up talking to another man. which you weren’t, in that context, the kind guy just wanted your number, to which you quickly declined. and he got a bit.. pushy, too much for toji’s liking. and you appreciate it but maybe not enough? you didn’t immediately cling back to him again, and you only talked to him to see the cute baby that was usually attached to his hip, and to occasionally check up on him.

so can you really blame toji when he decided to remind you that you were the only person who knows of his job? that you were the only person who knew of the blood he spilled, of the capabilities he had that could end your life. not that he ever would. him killing someone in front of you was enough. it was enough to have you back in his house, back by his side, back to him. and to think toji almost thought of taking a step further when you weren’t as shook as he, just about, wishes you were. however, your initial reaction before knowing it was him made his dick twitch, it’s so funny, how you tried to just act more so.. bothered by the blood, and not questioning his excuse of, “right time, wrong place.”

and as an apology, toji makes sure you get fucked thoroughly that night. in his bed. he didn’t mean to paint your front door in blood. poor girl.

“didn’t mean ta make you see such a thing pretty.” toji groans, hands clutching your waist as he guides you down on his cock, watching the way you bit your wet lip in anticipation, nail’s digging into his shoulder as he lets you go and you fall onto his lap with a loud sound of the slap of your flesh meeting, taking in his girth in your pussy with ease. the pain was brief, and you felt so full, legs shaking over his thighs as you try to say something, only able to think about how he stretched you out. why did you ever leave him?

“s’okayyyy, i— fuck. i don’t mind.. just promise to clean it up tomorrow, ngh, please?” you’re so cute, trying to only think of the gruesome view earlier as a normal thing. but toji had seen it, the fear that had flashed through your eyes at first, fear that even stayed with your eyes that lingered on him after realizing who was the reason of the sorcerers death. just thinking about it makes him want to spurt a fat load into your pussy, holding you tightly as he slowly helps you ride his cock. “mmm yea? of course i will, gotta take care my princess right?” and you think he meant that literally, considering he fucked you so good you were hella cock drunk in the morning, getting mad when he tried to leave early. but he had to clean up his mess right? so don’t get too worried. he’s filled with excitement after realizing he’s got you back.

toxic toji! who just needs to go to some extra measures after someone’s shamelessly hitting on you at the store. does the poor guy really not see him behind you, trying, to read the contents of food before picking it out? something he never does. he’s just thinking about the 563 ways he could kill that man, wait! he just thought of another!

so he wraps his larger arm around your waist, giving a small peck on your cheek as he whispers something about “getting home before megumi wakes up” but toji’s staring dead into the guys eyes, maybe he should find out if hes on someone’s hit list. of course he’d gladly kill him without getting paid but if he does get some cash in his pocket, then at least he’d have a reason to not gain your look of disappointment..

toxic toji! who always keeps you stable. he never asked for you stay with him but there’s so many signs of you within his house. from another toothbrush to new fluffy blankets. or the extra cups on counters, or the freshly baked cookies that wait to be eaten by you, him, and little gumi. he buys you new clothes that stay in his closet, which he never minded. it was kinda endearing watching you rearrange his closet after asking, perfectly sectioning each others clothes. he loves walking in and seeing the contrasting colors.

but as adorable as it is, toji doesn’t mind making it a mission to remind you that he’s the one keeping you together whenever you get out of hand too much. the only thing he wouldn’t bring up, is anything relating to trauma you’ve experienced. he’s not that bad of a guy. but whenever you try stepping out the car, angry and upset, he doesn’t hesitate to list out every reason why you should get back in, driving nice and slow beside you. toji starts from the most basic things, “it’s late.” or “a pretty woman like you needs protection.” to “i’m the one driving. get in or else no ones finding ya.” or “y’know gumi’s gonna be sad without his mommy.. don’t want to do that to the kid, right?” because no one has the amount of patience to put up with you like he does. so just ignore the way his lips curl in amusement and how comfortable his hand feels on your thigh when you get back in. good girl.

toxic toji! who swears to himself it’s wrong to use his son as a gateway to your heart but it just makes the process so easy. he even convinces himself that it’s okay, children come first right? and he would hate for his child to lose his mother figure. and toji would hate to lose the woman he loves. so he’s bringing up megumi in everything, slowly changing the conversation to his favor so he can slide in the fact that, “the kid’s sleepin’. just get in bed and we’ll talk in the morning.” and you don’t talk it out, never. it weighs in your heart two hours tops before baby megumi is in your arms and you’re feeding him small little fruits. taking small glances at toji who looks at you two warmly and it makes your heart burn in affection because he’s not usually like this.

with the help of a few friends you talk it out with, and who have suddenly stopped talking to you after a while. sometimes the blaring signs of his actions are just so apparent you try to tell yourself that you’re simply staying for megumi. but you’ve only fallen deeper into toji’s words. he’s the one who’s made you think that way, so even if everything else fails, there’s always megumi. the child you both love. whose sadly a weapon that’s always on toji’s tongue. but even when you think it’s only megumi you’re thinking about, you find yourself reluctantly cutting carrots for toji because even with his job, the fruit looks so fucking uneven when he cuts it. yea, it’s just bothering you is all. just like how he puts the wrong settings for his washer, can he really complain about his sweaters when he didn’t set it to delicate? but you’re just so pissed at his inability to do simple things that you don’t realize how whipped he is. a smile tugging his lips when you gently take the knife out his hands. or force him out of his sweater to put it in your next load of clothes. no, he never did any of that on purpose. he just didn’t have his daily dose of you, to hear in his head how you’d scold him on certain things.

it’s a shame, you don’t realize what you’re getting into the second he’s on his knees with a box open on the palm of his hand. you don’t realize what you’ve done to that man..

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roosterforme · 2 years

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Lips on You | Rooster x Reader

Summary: When Rooster upsets you at the Hard Deck, he earns your forgiveness with his mouth and his tongue.

Warnings: Fluff, angst, somnophilia and smut

Length: 1700 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

Based on this request!

This was written to accompany my series Is It Working For You? but it can be read on its own!

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You agreed to a Saturday night out at the Hard Deck with your boyfriend. You did not, however, agree to a night of watching all the single women paw at him all evening long. Maybe it was your fault since you asked him to shave off his mustache for you, because now every girl within a three mile radius was making a fuss over the cute stubble he had growing in.

"Oh my God, Rooster! You still look hot, even without the stache!" This one looked barely twenty-one and had on a glorified bikini top as her outfit. You were starting to feel like you couldn't leave him at the bar alone for more than a few minutes at a time. He kept getting cornered up there. And now bikini top girl was literally trying to touch his face.

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"Seriously?" you asked, taking one of the bottles.

"What?" he asked innocently, grabbing a pool cue with his empty hand.

Phoenix stood next to you, shaking her head. "Don't play dumb, Bradshaw. You shaved your mustache off. Now you've got stubble. It's like a fresh meat feeding ground in here. All these girls think you look new and exciting, and you know it," she said with an eye roll.

"Yes! Phoenix is right!" you exclaimed, glad to have someone else on your side. "If I take my eyes off of you for one minute, one of them is going to drag you away," you said, gesturing to everyone sitting at the bar.

"Nah, you don't have to worry about that, Baby Girl," he promised, kissing you on the cheek and rubbing his stubble on your face before taking a turn at pool. You just sighed and sipped your beer. That was easy for him to say; he seemed blissfully oblivious. You wished he would do something to shut them all down.

When you and Bradley both needed another drink, you headed to the bar before he got a chance to get swarmed. But you could literally feel a set of eyes on you as you ordered and waited for Penny to get the beers. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a woman walk up to Bradley after she made sure you were distracted. "Goodness," you muttered to yourself.

But when you grabbed the drinks and turned back toward the pool table, you saw her writing something down on a napkin. And when you hustled back in that direction, you heard her tell your boyfriend, "Call me sometime, Roo."

You froze up and had to fight hard to control the urge to throw both drinks at her face. Your blood pressure increased, and your heart rate sped up. You were practically seeing red.

Roo?!

Oh, hell no. He was your Roo!

You listened as he lamely told the other woman, "Oh, no, I have a girlfriend."

She giggled. "Just keep my number anyway." You watched her tuck the napkin into his shirt pocket and pat his chest a few times for good measure.

"No, really. Thanks, but no thanks," he told her with a laugh, pulling it back out of his pocket and handing it back to her.

"You never know. Keep it just in case," she told him with a wink, but you grabbed the napkin out of her hand.

"The fuck he will!" You were practically yelling, and you watched the other woman back away with her hands held up in surrender.

Bradley looked at you with a smile on his face and a laugh on his lips. "Sweetheart, I told her I have a girlfriend. It was no big deal."

You were seething now as you shredded the napkin to bits and let the tiny pieces fall to the floor like confetti.

"No big deal? Did you hear what she called you?" you asked, and he shook his head slowly. "She called you Roo! That's what I call you, Bradley!"

"I honestly wasn't even listening to her, Baby Girl."

"Sounds like trouble in paradise," Hangman muttered, and you shot him a look too.

"Zip it, Bagman. If you were half as hot as you think you are, none of these women would be hanging on Rooster," you informed him.

Bradley started cracking up, literally doubled over laughing. "And you can zip it too, Roo. I'm ready to go home."

He had the decency to look abashed as you chugged your beer and set the bottle down softly. "Actually, you stay. Have fun. I'll get an Uber. Night, Phoenix."

You made it all the way to the parking lot and had the ride share app open on your phone before Bradley came running up behind you. "Sweetheart, wait! I'll take you home, okay? We can go back to your place."

You rolled your eyes and stopped in your tracks. "You want to come back with me now?"

"Of course," he replied, gently taking your hand in his and changing your course toward the Bronco. "Please?"

"Fine," you agreed, and he buckled you in and drove you back to your apartment in silence.

As you got undressed and got ready for bed, he was your shadow. He helped you pull your hair up into a bun, kissing your neck in the process. He got you a glass of water so you could take your birth control pill. He fluffed your pillow.

"Are you still mad at me?" he asked softly when you rolled away from him after he reached for you in bed.

"Yeah, I am."

He was silent in the darkness for a moment. "Should I have been more firm? Told her I wasn't interested at all? Insisted she shouldn't call me Roo?" he asked softly.

You chuckled darkly. "Wow, it only took you an hour to figure that out."

More silence. "I'm sorry, Baby Girl. That's what I should have said to her. That's what I should have said to everyone. I... well, you know I don't have a lot of dating experience. And my words have never had much of an impact on anyone, ever. Sometimes I don't know what you expect from me. And I've never been in love before."

You felt your heart soften a little bit.

"But I'm not trying to make excuses for myself. You're the only girl for me, and I'll be better next time. Can you forgive me, Baby Girl?"

You rolled further away from him. "Maybe."

He sighed deeply but let you have your space.

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When you woke up to the early morning light peaking through your window blinds, you felt cool air on your skin, and a sinful sounding moan escaped your lips.

"Ohhh," you whined. Your entire body felt relaxed from sleep, but you were simultaneously receiving so much unexpected pleasure.

Bradley was eating your pussy. You'd never woken up to something as insanely sexy as this before in your life. He was going slowly, seemingly allowing you to get used to the sensation as you woke up. His lips were spreading you open so he could taste all of you with his broad tongue, while softly stroking your thighs with his rough hands.

As you looked down at him and whimpered, he licked one stroke from your opening to your clit, swirling his tongue before saying, "Morning, Sweetheart. Can you forgive me for last night?"

You groaned, gripped his wavy hair in both of your hands, and guided his face back down to your pussy.

"Make me come, Roo. Then maybe I'll forgive you."

You didn't miss the smirk on his face as he nodded and lowered his lips to place a soft kiss to your pussy. He knew how to get you off, and you knew you would end up forgiving him. You were planning on forgiving him anyway; he had admitted he'd never been in love before you. And you knew he'd only had two other girlfriends.

You also knew he loved going down on you.

He ran his nose along your landing strip and through your wetness before he fucked you lazily with his tongue. Oh, the buildup was blissful; there was no urgency, no rush to the finish. You let your grip on his hair loosen as he pushed your thighs wider before replacing his tongue with his hand. He stretched you out and fucked you with two big fingers, all the way up to his knuckles. You hissed as his stubble rubbed you just right, the gritty sensation on your clit making you buck against him.

"Oh!" you grunted. You felt yourself squeeze his fingers, riding his hand as he wrapped his pink lips around your clit, softly at first, then with enough pressure that you were moaning his name.

"Bradley." Your broken whisper goaded him on. He sucked your clit between his lips, teasing you softly with the tip of his talented tongue. His fingers pumped into you, and you felt that first clench of your orgasm as your moans escalated.

You fleetingly gave thanks that your roommate was a very sound sleeper as Bradley's fingers hit that magic spot inside that had the pitch of your voice getting higher and higher as your chest expanded faster as you gasped for air.

Bradley's tongue rubbed you just right as your back arched off the bed, and you came on his face as your legs twitched.

Bradley withdrew his fingers, and you watched him lick them clean as he crawled up the bed to lay down beside you. "Please forgive me, Sweetheart. I'm sorry. I'll be better."

You kissed his mouth and rolled him onto his back. "You'd better be the best, Roo. Don't make me jealous like that again." You licked his tongue, tasting yourself in his mouth and playing with his hair.

"I'll be so good for you. You'll never want to leave."

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You watched your boyfriend back away with a nervous laugh, one beer in each hand, as he made his way back toward you and the other aviators.

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modelbus · 8 days

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I swear after this I will do requests... this is just something old for me to put up! I've had a busy past few weeks and I swear I'm fighting to do my requests. Disclaimer: I haven't played COD, and reality is what I decide (kidding, feel free to educate me on COD)

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Gn!Reader

Romance Readings

It was a guilty pleasure, and you knew it. Watching your money drain (as if you had any other need for it) as you indulged was saddening, but not saddening enough to make you stop. Other people got into drugs, or smoking, or alcohol, or some other high-inducing thing. Not you, though.

You got into romance novels.

The enjoyment of them started when you were a kid, curled up on a couch with a book splayed across your legs. Romance was, at its core, an idealized concept. Something to be chased but never obtained. And for you, the chasing was in reading about the relationships. You preferred the good - who doesn't? - but a bit of angst never hurt a soul. Certainly not you.

But in the military, you couldn’t exactly tout a romance book around. “The Seven Year Slip” was adorned with a cute and cartoony cover, sure to catch Soap’s eye and invite endless teasing. So, instead, you got clever about it. Price had a plethora of bookshelves in his office, filled to the brim with war books. All nice and shiny hardcovers with removable dust jackets.

All you had to do was slip one of those dust jackets over the cover, and it suddenly seemed like you were the best soldier ever. Everyone was none the wiser, and you got to indulge in what you enjoyed doing: smiling at the fictional couples you wish you were.

When you pulled it out to sit guard over the safehouse, Soap had groaned. Loudly.

“You take this soldier shit too seriously.” He had grumbled, rolling his eyes. You didn’t retort, didn’t bring attention, didn’t care enough.

His (mostly joking) opinion wasn’t important to you. Soap was nice, you loved joking with him, but when it came to this? You can put up with the teasing comments over what they think your reading habits are. God forbid they actually find out what you’re reading.

That’d be a very shit day for you.

“Never seen someone smile so much at a military tactic handbook.”

Your head jerks up, eyes wide, smile vanishing from your face. You knew that gruff voice, although you were far more used to it without the tilt of amusement in it. Ghost.

“...It’s riveting.” You say defensively, knowing Ghost isn’t the type to make a quip and let it go.

“I’m sure. I don’t remember it having characters, though.”

Oh. Oh shit.

You’ve been caught.

“Can’t believe you got away with it for this long.” Ghost huffs, sitting down next to you. “Hand it over.”

Wordlessly, you hold the book out for him. He thumbs through the pages, keeping a finger on the page you were on so you don’t lose your place. After a moment he slips off the fake dust jacket, holding up the real cover: a cheesy image of dandelions being blown away.

“Could be worse.” He notes aloud.

“...there have been worse.” You admit, cheeks flushing red.

He chuckles, going back to the page you were reading. It’s only after a minute has passed that you realize he’s fucking reading it, making you lunge for the book to pull it away.

“Don’t read it!” Carefully, you slide the fake dust cover back onto it to hide the actual book.

“I’m bored out here, and you’re denying me the only entertainment?” Ghost asks, somehow monotone and amused at the same exact time.

You hate him. Next time he’s getting his ass kicked in the field, you won’t help that asshole.

“It’s a romance book.” You spit, actively feeling your cheeks get redder by the second. “Hardly something you’re interested in.”

“I’m interested in not fallin’ asleep. I’m reading it.”

“It’s my book!”

“And I could tell everyone it’s a romance book.”

You stare at him, and he stares back. Ghost is blackmailing you. You’re getting fucking blackmailed over a book. Was it even worth it at this point?

“I’m still trying to read it. And no, you can’t read it aloud.” You try feebly, but your grip on the book is already loosening.

“I’ll read over your shoulder. Move it.”

“Ass.” You grumble, but shift so he can loom over your shoulder ominously. Settling your eyes on your book, you choke on air at the scene you’re on.

It’s definitely not a scene you’d want Ghost reading over your shoulder for, that’s certain. Your headstrong lieutenant, reading a rated-R scene. You’re never going to be able to look him in the eye again, oh God.

“Keep reading, doll.” Ghost says lowly into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “You dug the grave. Lie in it.”

Swallowing, you focus on the book, trying to speed-read through this part. Behind you, you can practically feel Ghost grinning. “What if I wasn’t done reading the page?” He asks.

“Shut the fuck up.”

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hikarimiyanaga · 6 months

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The Queen's Bride (Part 1)

Summary :

Being a rich man's kid isn't as exciting as everyone makes it out to be.

You have no freedom.

Every choice has been made for you ever since you were born.

What you eat. What course you were going to study. What school you're going to.

Even the one you were going to marry.

So to your surprise, your father has finally chosen one thing right for you.

Daenerys Targaryen.

Warnings : Omegaverse. Stark!Reader. Omega!Reader x Alpha!Daenerys Targaryen. Modern!AU.

Look who's finally watching Game of Thrones. Surprise, surprise, I fell in love with Daenerys.

"This is bullshit!" Jon, your cousin, shouts as he paces around you.

Both of you were just given two names.

Two people you never met that you were going to spend the rest of your life with.

"Who the fuck is Ygritte and why do I have to marry her?" Jon shouts in frustration and you shrug.

"I mean, Father could've paired you with one of the Lannisters. Myrcella is an omega-"

"Shut up." Jon glares at you.

"You have to admit it. Ygritte is pretty as fuck."

"Lucky for Robb, huh? He's the heir so he could choose freely."

"She is. But- I don't know her, Y/N." Jon sighs as he sits next to you.

"Lucky asshole." You slap his arm.

"He's my big brother."

"He is. I wish I could be the heir."

"Seriously? You? Jon Stark of Winterfell Corp? Are you hearing me?"

"Shut up." The two of you look at each other then laugh. "Yours is pretty too, by the way. And a Targaryen too."

"Why them? Our mottos are literally parallels."

"Yeah. Winter is Coming."

"Fire and Blood. Like why her?" You groan at the ceiling.

"Just be glad that she's pretty. Some don't get that lucky."

"Are you talking about-" Jon nods and you sigh.

"I just wish we had freedom."

"Me too. Y/N. Me too."

You get your bag and look at the empty apartment around you.

"I need Sansa to room with me. Like gods, this place is fucking big enough for ten people at least." You mumble to yourself as you leave the apartment.

Just like everything else in your life. The apartment was provided by your Father, Ned Stark. You could count the number of times on your fingers that you've actually talked to him rather than just receive orders or scolding from him.

Your phone rings just as you get inside the Westeros University. You answer it as you see your little sister's name.

"Y/N! How are you?" You smile at Arya's voice.

"I'm good, Arry. Where are you?" How is she calling you right now?

"I'm at home. There was a lice problem at school today so we went home! Are you free??" You grin at her exciting tone.

"In two hours, I will be. Why?"

"Can we go play? Mom said she'll let me go to the mall if I'm with you!"

"Sure, can you wait there and behave?"

"Yep! See you later!"

"See you." You say softly and smile as you go to your first and last class of the day. You were so glad that you chose your own schedule. You sit down at your usual seat and hum as you take out your laptop. Looks like professor Varys is late today.

Westeros University is the biggest University in all of Westeros. It has lessons even in magic.

"Did you hear, Y/N?" You look up as Oberyn sits beside you. You were somewhat friends. He can charm anyone in a room while you can outread anyone in a room. Truth be told, even you didn't know why he talked to you.

"Hear what?"

"Not interested in rumors as usual?" He asks and you shake your head.

"Even if Varys tells us otherwise, I still don't like rumors and hearsays." Oberyn nods and grins in satisfaction.

"Which is why you make the perfect audience." You sigh. "Listen to this. Someone is doing it."

"Doing what?"

"Seeing if the dragons will choose them."

"Seriously? That thing hasn't been done in like 200 years."

"Right? But someone is brave enough to do it now. You know what it means, right?"

"Yeah. They get to sit on the Iron Throne regardless of their last name."

"And?" You raise an eyebrow at him in confusion.

"And what?"

"Complete freedom!" You tilt your head at him. "No more choices by parents! No arranged marriages!"

"Damn. Sounds like a dream come true."

"For you guys. I still don't get why you guys won't love freely."

"Because last names have a value of their own. Here at Westeros at least. Oh. And Westeros Conglomerate too." Oberyn shakes his head.

"What you guys should value is talent, not blood."

"Meritocracy rather than blood right. Reasonable." Oberyn looks at you. "I don't make the choices though."

"Marry the king then."

"I'd rather die, Oberyn. I'd rather eat my own shit."

"Still hate men?"

"Only romantically." Oberyn chuckles just as Varys comes through the door.

"You're missing out on like half of the world then." You give him a smile.

"I don't think I am."

You hum as you park your car in front of the Stark Mansion. You were just getting your bag when you feel a pair of arms circle around your legs. You look down and see Arya smiling at you.

"Hey, Arya!" You scoop her up and she squeals. Arya is only 9 years younger but you love doing this to her. "Where's Ma and Father?"

"Dad is still at work! Ma is inside!" You put her down and nod.

"Come on, then. I'll tell Ma that I'll take you to the mall." Arya grins at you and she begins to tell you about her classmates and school.

"And then this one guy-"

"Y/N! You're home!" Catelyn Stark rushes over and hugs you. You hug her just as tightly.

"Hey, Ma. Arya wanted to play with me and it's been months since I've been home so I figured I should take her."

"I'm sure she understands that you're busy with university and all."

"I know, Ma! But school is out and she said she was free." Arya pouts from beside you and you smile.

"I am free, no worries." You ruffle Arya's hair and she smiles at you.

"Be sure to be back for Dinner then."

"We'll buy some before we get home. Are Robb and Father-"

"Busy." You nod in understanding then take Arya's hand.

"You ready for an afternoon with me? Your best sister?"

"YEAH! We'll destroy those high scores in the arcade!" You grin and agree.

You come home with a passed out Arya, a bag full of plushies, and a bag with food.

"You actually made her sleep? You are a godsend." You laugh at your mom and grin.

"Once you get Arya's quirks and use them against her, she can make herself run out of energy."

"Please don't tell-"

"Ma, she wants to. She can afford to learn it still."

"But her marri-"

"She's still 9, ma. She doesn't need to think about that yet."

"Right. Are you staying for dinner at least?"

"Sure. Is Sansa-" Before you finish your sentence, someone has already hugged you.

"Y/N! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" You turn around and find your other little sister, Sansa Stark.

"Well, I had to exhaust this one so." Sansa looks at Arya who was cuddling your neck still.

"Whoa. Arya never sleeps this early."

"Like I said. Exhausted. Are Brandon and Rickon here?"

"Yep! They should be getting back from Winterfell by now."

"What did they do there??"

"Father wanted to show them something. Are you staying tonight?"

"If you're willing to share your bed."

"ALWAYS!" You shush her and smile.

"I'll just be putting this one in her bed then I'll come down. Here." You give the bag full of food to Catelyn and smile. "Some of my favorites."

"I'll plate them up." You nod and begin your walk with Arya still sleeping while cuddling your neck.

"You're becoming heavier, Arya. I wonder if I should do some training just so I can carry you around."

"Y/N! You're back!" Brandon says then hugs you.

"Hey, little brother." You kiss his head and smile as he beams at you.

"SIS!" Rickon shouts then tackles you to no avail.

"Heya, baby bro." You pick him up and grin. "Did you grow??"

"I did! I'm defeating Arya soon!" You grin at him.

"Don't let her hear you!" You ruffle his hair then turn to Sansa. "Did you do your homework yet?"

"No? Will you help me later?" She gives you her puppy dog eyes and you groan at her. You admit that you're too weak to your siblings.

"Fine. But no talking about boys. I swear to God if I hear one more thing about-"

"But Ser Loras is just so dreamy." You look at her with a deadpan expression.

"Try me and I will sleep besides Arya." Sansa pouts.

"Fine. No boy talk." She grumbles. "Stingy."

"I'm gay. I'd rather marry another omega as long as she's a woman." Catelyn smiles as she sees you getting along with your siblings.

"Do not plant ideas in their head."

"Ma, Sansa is as straight as a ruler. These two don't even know what their second genders are." Catelyn rolls her eyes at you. "That reminds me, when's your test?" You look at Sansa as you place Rickon at his seat.

"This Monday! I'm so excited to confirm that I'm an Omega!"

"And if you're a beta?" You ask and Catelyn slaps your arm. "What? There's nothing wrong about being a beta! I wanted to be one before."

"You did?" Sansa asks and you nod. "Why?"

"More options." Catelyn hits your head and you laugh.

"Why? Does being an omega lessen your options?"

"Technically, I can't have another omega as my soulmate. Not that it matters."

"Oh yeah, dad said he sent you someone." You roll your eyes at that.

"He sent a file of someone. He wouldn't just let some stranger in my apartment."

"Who is it?? Can we know??" You groan at the excitement in Sansa's voice. There's nothing more that interests her than love talk.

"She's a Targaryen."

"The Dragon Family!" Rickon shouts and you ruffle his hair.

"Yup! Bran, do you know their motto?" Brandon hums as he gets some food.

"Yeah. Fire and Blood, right?"

"Yup! You all will get some ice cream. I brought some earlier." Catelyn glares at you. "What?"

"Cavities."

"I only visit once in a while, Ma. Just this once." Catelyn pinches your cheek. "Ow! Give! Give!"

"Just this once and don't ever do this again without saying anything to me."

"Yes, Ma! I got it! Ow!" Catelyn finally lets you go and you hold your cheek. You pout at her. "You didn't have to pinch that hard."

"You know how I feel about sweets." You sigh.

"I know. Sorry."

"Good thing the ice cream didn't give Rickon sugar rush."

"Yeah. It was a relief that Ma didn't pinch me."

"Those two boys really love you and adore you."

"They do." You look at Sansa and pat her hair. "I hope you become a beta, baby girl." Sansa scoffs at you.

"Wha- why!?" You smile sadly at her.

"So then you'll have more freedom." Sansa holds your hand. "Sadly. As an Omega, everything is controlled for you here in Westeros. Specially if you have a last name of a noble."

"Y/N." You squeeze her hand and grin.

"Hopefully, you and Arya get to decide your own futures. And your own partners." Sansa gets teary eyed at that. You let go of her hand then pat her hair again. "Time to get ready for bed. I'll just check on Arya for a second, okay?" Sansa nods at you and you close her door before covering your mouth with your hand.

Freedom. What a grand word. For you, it was thrown out the window when you got your test results.

Everyone says that Omegas have equal standings with Alphas. That the world is getting better.

"What a load of fucking bullshit." You mumble to yourself as you make your way to Arya's room.

You open the door and see that Arya is still fast asleep. You get to her bed and kiss her head.

"I hope you'll have more freedom than me, little one." You tuck her in and leave.

PS.

Jon is a Stark here and Catelyn knows he's Lyanna's son but no one knows who his father is. Let's just pretend for a second that he's not a Targaryen.

I actually was going to go the usual route for this aka Alpha Reader but decided against it. Omega Reader just works better for the angst inside my head.

#daenerys targaryen x reader #daenerys targaryen #daenerys stormborn #game of thrones #game of thrones x reader #omegaverse #omegaverse fanfic #omegaverse fic

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ryomens-vixen · 6 months

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Snakebites

Contains: Angst, NSFW, aftercare, hurt feelings, drug use, alcohol use. If I'm missing any lmk

Author's note: This is based on a dream I had of Gojo recently so don't hurt me in the comments ❤

Word count: it's a joke at this point pookie. 🤦🏾‍♀️

"She made me want to plan out my last days on earth here with her.."

"And on that day..."

"Where I, Satoru Gojo—"

"I thought to myself man I screwed up big time..–"

"I was right, but I had someone waiting for me.. That was until I didn't."

"I knew Nanami would survive anything, I could survive anything."

"Yet even in what everyone thought would be my final moments, even after, you still chose him."

"Am I.. Not enough?”

“Ah— Na- nami…Daddy~”

“C'mon what the hell does he have that I don't?”

“Fuck.. So good to me”

“Goddamn it…”

Long after the Shibuya Incident, Everyone did their absolute best to go back to the way things used to be, some celebrated, some mourned over comrades, some even found their way back into the arms of another. Shoko and Meimei were reunited with their boys Nanami, Suguru, and Satoru who had given everyone the biggest heart attack of their lives, next to Nanami. It was long before the incident was forgotten about by the public. But for those that gave it their all, fought until their last breath… was more than just a memory.

The air around both of you was thick and hit with desire accompanied by the sounds of skin slapping, hoarse groans followed by heavy moaning.

Your bodies glistening with sweat— what round was it again? Three? Maybe four? You couldn't remember all you could think about was how Nanami was absolutely incredible in bed.

Bullying your g spot for another tantalizing orgasm. You're sitting on top of him back against his chest, legs over his own, your left arm reaching behind Nanami’s neck as both of you watched his cock piston in and out of your warm wet hole at a pace you couldn't be bothered to match.

The way Nanami made such passionate love to your body was a sight to behold.

Sometimes he wished he could just set up a few cameras at different angles to capture these moments together. Maybe he'd keep them to himself or maybe he'd show them off to someone whom he knows that craves your love and affection.

But none of that matters right now, All he cares about is getting another orgasm out of you and burying his seed in that sweet pussy of yours.

The way his hips moved uncontrollably you'd think he's trying to put a baby in you.. He would if you weren't on the pill that is.

That way nobody would have you, not even Satoru or Suguru. Yeah Nanami knew you were playing the field, but he couldn't help himself. He couldn't help being a little selfish- he just wanted to keep you barefoot and pregnant.

Pumping his thick Two toned cock in and out of your squelching pussy, mounting you with your knees pressed towards your chest, body folded in half. Sweat drips from his nose, feverishly pounding into you with the wildest expression you’ve ever seen on him, determined to make you cum.

“Nan..ami.. T- Too Much—” You were so overstimulated each time the head of his cock kissed your cervix sending a tingling sensation from your pussy up to the spine.

“You can take it baby, You can take it~ Take it for Daddy, Good- fuckin- Girl-” he emphasized with each thrust.

Meanwhile your phone on the other side of the room kept lighting up with message, after message from a certain someone.

You'll have to answer later, too busy getting the best cock of your life.

◦•●◉✿ 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜'𝑠 𝑃𝑜𝑣✿◉●•◦

[Future Wifey]

Hey, can we talk? - 3:47 pm.

Are you free tonight, maybe tomorrow? - 4:15 pm.

Look I just want to fuckin know what's going on between us I'm not getting any younger, y/n! - 4:30 pm.

I'm sorry it's just.. I don't like sharing you with anyone. I just want what we used to have. - 5:00 pm.

Hey, answer the phone. - 5:25 pm.

Are you fucking him? Seriously?! - 5:26 pm.

Y/N answer the goddamn phone.. -5:30 pm.

The more your phone buzzed with Satoru's constant calls and text messages the more Nanami fucked into you.

It was like a fun game to him, if he called, Nanami would keep fucking you into yet another orgasm, if he sends a text he'll switch positions either way you're getting taken straight to pound town and he doesn't plan on stopping until you're an incoherent mess in his arms.

What orgasm were you on? Your 5th? 6th? Even Nanami lost count and was so addicted to your gushing wet pussy it's almost like his hips wouldn't allow him to stop even if he wanted to.

TooMuchTooMuchTooM-much D-addy! Ah! The way you dug crescent moons into Nanami's back was so rewarding to him. Leaving scratch marks that drew blood was enough to make him cum.

He was a mess himself bear hugging you as he fucked into you, thrusts becoming sloppy and more off beat by the minute. SoFuckinGood so fuckin- fuck fuck fuck- c'mon cum for daddy. Cum baby. Cum. With a few more thrusts the both of you were a moaning, groaning, quivering mess. Your pussy feels full and warm with Nanami's cum leaking out.

While Nanami laid on top of you showing no signs of moving anytime soon. His cock still too sensitive to be pulled out, was still buried deep inside of you. Your breaths mixed together once your lips found each other in an embrace.

Why don't you spend the night.. Just the two of us? Before Nanami could even get an answer out of you he heard snoring. With a smile on his face he proceeded to gently pull out of you after planting a small kiss on the nape of your neck.

He's such a sweet man running a nice hot both for you after fucking you to sleep. Nanami was always the best at giving aftercare.

◦•●◉✿ 𝑆𝑢𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑢’𝑠 𝑃𝑜v ✿◉●•◦

Suguru had finally come back to his shared apartment with his long time best friend Satoru. After opening the door his nose was met with the smell of weed. There's no way Satoru lit one up without him; they always smoked together especially after a long day of Sorcery. Well, actually that was before the incident , but now Suguru has retired along with nanami.

Satoru on the other hand wasn't quite given the option to retire as the strongest the higher ups needed him and his power and so did his clan. But Suguru didn't expect to come home to a complete and utter mess.

Satoru sprawled out on the couch an empty bottle of sake on the coffee table, half of a blunt in his mouth, his blindfold covering his puffy red eyes as he had been crying earlier after receiving not one call or text from you in the past hour or two.

Suguru didn't say a word to him, just quietly sat next to him giving him a pat on the thigh.

He hadn't a clue what could be going on with satoru today, but if it had him like this then he was too afraid to even ask. He just sat there with him in silence, but took the blunt from his lips to smoke it himself. He also had a rough day.. Satoru wasn't the only one trying to get in contact with you.

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melswifeasf · 1 year

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Safest in your arms pt 2

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Pairing: Georgia Miller x Fem!OC

Summary: Samantha tries to take her mind off a certain blonde.

Warnings: (18+) MDNI cursing, drug use, age gap relationships (18 and 30) grooming, sexual themes.

IT WASNT IDEAL HAVING TO BE THE OLDEST DAUGHTER.

especially not when you had to pick up your siblings from school everyday. Samantha was never the type to complain but it was getting hard to do so when Maxine wouldn't get in the damn car. with not much of a choice she had to park and wait for the girl to be done talking to the girl she now knew was named Ginny. it was all she could talk about on the way to school and Samantha had already grown tired of the name.

thankfully Marcus went out with Padma so she did not have to worry about having to hear him complain about how their sister takes too long. the girl was listening to the song playing through the speakers that was being controlled by Jade. Nia and Mathew were in the back. Oliver and Natalie had a date so they weren't planning on hanging out with them.

"seriously, how long does it take for your sister to say goodbye" Nia complained from the back seat as she scrolled through her instagram feed. Samantha rolled her eyes in annoyance, she wished she could just honk until Max got the hint and hurried the fuck up but she did not want to draw any attention to her.

"she's lucky i'm not leaving her ass behind" Samantha muttered and threw her head back against the back of the seat.

"why don't you?" Matthew chuckled. the boy was sitting in the middle and watching whatever it was Nia was doing on her phone. at first she glared at him until he looked away but after a couple of seconds he would just pry again so she gave up.

"because i don't want to hear her nagging about it for the rest of the day" the raven haired girl answered with a huff. Jade was in the passenger seat also scrolling through her feed and every once in a while she'd show a picture to Samantha and make a sly remark about the post.

at one point the girl laid her head on Jades shoulder through the console to see what she was looking at. Maxine was taking her sweet ass time and she figured they'd be there a while. she was caught up on Jades phone and didn't realize a certain someone had pulled into the school parking lot across from them. that is until a whistle sounded from the backseat.

Samantha looked behind her slightly confused only to see Matthew staring at someone outside with a huge smirk, the girls head whipped around. a silent and thankfully inaudible gasp escaped her lips at the sight. the woman she had shared a blunt with the night before was a couple feet away from bed. Georgia was wearing an all white pantsuit and a black sun hat along with glasses, it all really made her look like a housewife and if Samantha were being honest, she loved it.

memories of her laugh and voice and everything they said just a couple hours ago flashed in a fury. the blonde was staring at her daughter who was just wrapped up in a conversation with Max. up until Brody approached them staring right at the blonde mom, all of Maxine's friends following his eye sight. Samantha could see Ginny storm away angrily, she seemed to have said something to her mom before she got in the car as quickly as possible.

her eyebrows furrowed at the sight. she wondered if they had a bad relationship and if they did, why. last night she smoked weed with the mother as if it were nothing which made her believe she wasn't a strict mom. or maybe she just didn't care because Samantha wasn't her daughter.

"god i'm in love" Nia sighed out dreamily taking Samantha out of her mind.

the raven girl chuckles at her friend, "id expect that from Matthew but not from you" she said looking at her friend from the rear view mirror. Nia shrugged carelessly.

"what? i would literally let her run me over and then i'd thank her for her charity" the curly haired girl said with a smile.

they all laughed at her words, "yeah, okay" Jade chuckled.

the events that took place the night before hadn't been mentioned to the group and Samantha was starting to wonder if she should say something. on one hand she needed to tell someone desperately but on the other it somehow felt like a secret. they didn't really do anything wrong or inappropriate but somehow it felt like Samantha had to keep it to herself. it was stupid though.. right? she could tell her friends they smoked and that's that, it's not a big deal. besides, they weren't exactly the kind to gossip, they only hung out with each other because they didn't like anyone else.

"can i tell you guys something and you all won't freak out?" Samantha said turning her body to the side so she was looking at all of them. Jade looked at her friend slightly worried.

"of course" she said quickly.

Samantha swallowed nervously, why was she acting like this? they'd probably just give her props for scoring a smoke sesh with the hot mom across the street and move onto the next conversation topic. "so i kind of had a smoke sesh with her last night" she rushed out her eyes moving from one face to another to see how they'd react.

they all looked equally confused by her words and one second turned into two and then three and four until finally Matthews loud laugh reached their ears. "holy shit. no way. howd that even happen?" he asked extremely amused.

the raven haired girl shrugged, "honestly? i don't even know. i was just smoking up front like always and she was just chilling on her balcony. i went over there to ask her if she'd keep me smoking on the dl and she said she would but only if i shared and yeah that's pretty much it" she nodded.

Nias eyebrows raised in surprise before she broke out into a huge grin just like Matthew. "damn, Sam. now i'm jealous your making moves on my future girl" she said earning and eye roll from the raven girl.

"shut up," she groaned in annoyance. Matthew laughed and held his hand up for a high five and Nia hit it with her own hand. "seriously though," she spoke once more her tone of voice indicating she really was serious. "what do you guys think that means?"

"honestly? probably that she saw the opportunity to get free weed from a teenage girl who's got the hots for her" Matthew shrugged

Nia nodded in agreement, "he's right" she said pointing at him.

in the end she was right when she said they'd just change the conversation topic because soon after they began to gossip about some girl who's pregnant in Matthews third period. she tried to listen into their conversation but she just couldn't wrap her head around it. was Matthew right? did Georgia just see an opportunity to get high for free? she wasn't sure why that idea hit a certain spot in her heart but it did and the tightened in her chest simply wouldn't go away. maybe it was just the fact that Georgia was using her, although she'd feel that way if anyone used her in general. at least that's what she told herself.

five minutes later Samantha realized they were still waiting on Maxine and decided she had enough. the girl buckled herself in and put the car in drive. the white Camry slowly pulled up to the front and the older sister rolled her window down. she saw Nora point at her and Maxine turn quickly after. "let's go" she said.

Max groaned, "but i'm still talking to Nora"

Samantha shrugged, "i don't care. i have to drop you off and then i have a shift at six so get in the car, Max"

the brunette rolled her eyes, "whatever" she sighed and said her goodbyes before marching toward the car angrily.

her shift was from six to ten. it was like any other work day and the three teens she drove home from school kept her company for an hour before Oliver dropped Natalie off and stayed for another hour. once it was eight Oliver and the other three teens left making him drive them all home. it usually always consisted of either the twins or Samantha driving them around. Matthew always offered to take his car but they didn't fit (and they were always afraid of fucking it up) and neither Jade or Natalie had one.

even though it was like any other work day she did see Ginny on a date with Hunter Chen. no idea how that happened but as soon as she got home Max bombarded her with questions, asking if she had seen them and what had happened between the two. in all honesty it looked like any regular date, they got fries to share and they seemed to be talking freely. there really wasn't anything to say about them, it was kind of disappointing. she would've loved to see one of them embarrass themselves or catch them making out in the bathroom.

Samantha shook her head at the thought, not everyone's first date was like here, she thought. the girl was in her room, she had just taken a shower and was in shorts and an oversized shirt. Ellen and Clint had gone to the school board meeting meaning Samantha and the twins went out to eat and she had to hear Max rant about how hot Georgia was and how Hunter and Ginny would make an amazing couple. it was just weird seeing Marcus so uncomfortable at everything Max was saying. she tried not to read too much into it though, if anything did happen between the two she'd rather not know about it.

the girl laughed at Matthews message from the group chat.

Teen titans

Matty: you gonna have another

smoke sesh wth the milf Sam?

Sam: ha ha. i'll make sure your the

last to know if i do;)

she felt her phone flood with more messages but decided to ignore them as she went to her closet and got out another bud. she already had two rolled, she was going to smoke one at work but she was too distracted by her friends talking about Ginny to do so. now she had an extra and she wasn't sure what to do with it. truly she did but she wasn't sure if the blonde woman was still awake at this hour.

the raven haired girl walked up to her window and pulled back the curtain, the house across the street was dark, much like it had been the day before. she bit her lip deep in thought, chances are she's asleep or not in the mood to talk to a high teen yet another night. but what if she was awake? and what if shes just waiting for her to come out. she groaned in frustration and walked away from the window, she grabbed the sweater she had worn the day before and threw it on before going back to the window and unlocking it. without much of a struggle she slid it open and began to climb down.

she hit the floor with ease and turned around, the girl sprinted down the street and toward the quiet house. the blonde woman wasn't there like she had been the day before and a defeated sigh left her lips. she felt stupid for even feeling this way, they smoked once, it wasn't something special or monumental that meant anything to the woman. she was just a teen that had the hots for her, just like Matthew had said. she felt stupid for even thinking otherwise, she was a seventeen year old who had a crush on her neighbor, what a fucking cliche.

she looked down at her white shoes and bit her lip, she'd probably just smoke them both by herself or save the other one for the party this Friday. with that the girl turned around ready to walk back to her house but she was quickly stopped from doing so. a light flickered on and a door opened behind her. she furrowed her eyebrows confused at first but any questions were quickly answered by a familiar voice.

"you got more weed?" the voice said making a smile turn on the tan girls lips. she turned back around and looked up to see Georgia looking down at her with an amused smile.

"had an extra, better then smoking alone, right?" she answered holding up the two blunts in one hand for the woman to see. Georgia rolled her eyes in slight amusement and motioned for her to come up. Samantha did so with butterflies in her stomach and a heart that seemed to want to beat out of her chest. the anticipation was too much and her hands were slightly shaky along with her breath. she hadn't felt like this in forever and it felt weird.

she climbed the railing a lot easier then she did the day before and when her feet landed she didn't let out a dramatic sigh of relief, even though she really want to. the blonde was sitting with her legs folded to the side, she had on a robe and a pair of shorts like the day before. and just like last night they didn't leave much to the imagination. Samantha tried her best to not stare, though. she sat down next to the blonde with a shy smile and took out the two rolled up blunts. she handed one to Georgia who grabbed it happily.

"i see you've upgraded" she commented as the younger girl took out her lighter.

the shorter girl shrugged, "had one left over and your a good smoking buddy" she said and motioned for the blonde to put the blunt up to her lips. Georgia did so and watched intently as Samantha flicked the lighter on and brought it up to it. she could see the freckles litter the girls skin, she didn't have any makeup on just like last night and she could see the slight eye bags under her eyes. the shorter girl trapped her lip in between her teeth as she focused on getting the blunt to burn. she could feel Georgias eyes on her and she was turning her best to ignore her.

finally the blunt lit and she pulled away almost instantly, she brought the one in her hand to her own lips and burnt it a lot quicker than she did with Georgia. she inhaled and then exhaled the smoke, a wave of calmness setting inside her. none of them spoke, all that could be see between them is the smoke they were each letting out of their mouth. they waited until they smoke about a fourth before Georgia decided to talk, she could see how nervous Samantha was and figured she wouldn't be making the effort to initiate a conversation like she did last time.

"Ginny went on a date" she said and blew the smoke out of her mouth. Samantha tried her best to not show a reaction, she was looking down at her shoes. her knees were up to her chest and she was hugging them with her arms.

"oh" Samantha nodded calmly, almost as if this was the first time she had heard about it.

Georgia raised a brow at the girl who still wouldn't look at her, she didn't buy it that Samantha wasn't already aware of it. she had seen first hand how much Max talked and there was no way it didn't come up at least once. "you didn't know?"

Samantha finally glanced at the blonde and shook her head, "oh no i did, i just wasn't sure if you knew" she shrugged.

Georgia looked at the girl even more confused if that was even possible. it took her a second to realize what she meant by her words, "you keep your dating life from your mom?" she accused, her eyebrow still lifted in question and Samantha chuckled.

"of course" the blonde was slightly shocked not only be her answer but by how carelessly she said, almost as if it wasn't a big deal at all. Samantha looked at Georgia when she realized how quiet she went and laughed at her reaction. "it's just easier," she shrugged "i can bring girls home and say they are just friends"

"and you think she believes you?"

Samantha shrugged again, "probably not but she'd never ask" she said and took a long drag.

Georgia nodded, "so you're the favorite?"

Samanthas back shook as she let out a humorous laugh "hah no. i just earned her trust, i never gave her a reason to have to ask questions so she just doesn't" she said and ran her hand through her hair lazily.

Georgia nodded in understanding. she watched the way Samanthas free hand would tick every couple of seconds, it seemed to be uncontrollable and Samantha didn't seem to be aware she was even doing it. that made her think about her conversation a couple hours earlier. they were in the same spot she is now with her daughter smoking the weed she confiscated from Marcus. the irony. she thought about how Ellen told her Samantha and Max were gay and how she and Clint were supportive of it. she never mentioned either of them having a girlfriend though and that made her wonder about the girl Samantha was always in the car with. the girl she was sitting beside at Blue farm when they first met or on the hood of her car when they were with their friends. there were so many times she saw them together and wondered if they were together. "are you dating that girl with black hair?"

Samantha looked at the woman in question, who was she talking about? the only girl she could think of that Georgia had seen her with was Jade but that was ridiculous. they'd never done anything to make anyone think they were dating. "Jade?" she asked with furrowed brows.

the blonde finally pried her eyes away from the raven haired girl and glanced down at her hand. "i don't know" she said simply.

Samantha chuckled at the thought of anyone thinking they were a thing. it's not Jade wasn't her type but she just never wanted the group dynamic to get messed up. it was already feeling really weird with Matthew and Nia, she didn't want to add onto it. "no. she's my best friend" she explained.

the blonde nodded and blew the smoke out of her mouth, it was godly. "she's pretty"

Samantha nodded in agreement, "oh incredibly so" she confirmed "but that would fuck up our friend group dynamic and we just don't care for it"

the blond hummed, "so your not dating anyone?"

with a shake of her head the girl responded "not right now. i don't really date if i'm honest" the words were leaving her mouth with a lot more ease, she was high to the point in which she didn't really think about her answers before saying them. in fact by now she had put out the small blunt and left it in the ashtray between them. she wondered if Georgia smoked cigarettes as well. she was never a fan of them or the smell but simply the thought of the blonde beside her holding a deadly stick in her hand and smoking it made her stomach twist.

the blonde looked at the girl confused, "why not?"

Samantha shrugged, "it takes up a lot of time" she sighed with a slight shrug. she dropped her head onto her knee caps for support.

Georgia laughed "aren't you a teenager?" she asked almost as if what Samantha had just said sounded unbelievable to her.

"sure, that takes all AP classes, works and has to make time for her needy siblings and friends"

"you work?" the blonde questioned.

the girl nodded, "at blue farm"

she looked at Samantha confused, in fact at this point at this point the look on the woman's face was engraved in her head. it seemed as if everything Samantha said confused her. maybe it was just the high. "the twins don't" she stated.

she chuckled "the twins also don't have their own car or are able to go out at night without an explanation"

Georgia smiled with a nod, "so you've got it all figured out huh?"

Samantha shrugged a bit sheepish "i guess," she said and watched as Georgia hit the blunt lightly to get rid of the ash piled at the end of it. she was taking her time smoking and even though Samantha didn't know it was because she still felt a slight fuzz from when she smoked with Ellen. she realized Georgia wasn't going to talk, maybe excepting Samantha to elaborate more so she did, a lot more serious now. "i don't know, i did date someone last year but it was in secret and it got kinda fucked up"

finally Georgias attention was intently set on her at her previous words, "and who would that be?"

Samantha almost laughed, she wouldn't be getting an answer this quickly or at all, really. "wouldn't you like to know"

the blonde pouted, "oh come on, i'm not one of your friends, like i'd know or tell anyone" even though she looked incredibly cute and a part of Samantha was burning at the thought of Georgia begging her to know something about her life. it was almost ego boosting.

"i don't know about either of those, you probably know them by now and how can i be sure you won't go and blather go Ginny"

Georgia laughed loudly, "please, like i ever tell her anything"

Samantha looked at the blonde slightly amused at how she reacted, "maybe you have a point about that"

the blonde looked at Samantha intently expecting her to add to her sentence but the raven haired girl simply looked at the blonde with a smile that even though she shouldn't, she found incredibly endearing. "so your just not gonna tell me?"

Samantha shook her head. "nope." she said and stood up. "i'll see you around though Georgia" she said and winked at the blonde. Georgia looked at the girl climb down her balcony in slight bewilderment, mod expecting her to just up and leave her alone in the middle of a conversation. the raven haired girl glanced at the blonde one last time before running to her house with a huge grin displayed on her lips.

in that exact moment she knew she was fucked.

the rest of the week passed in a flash and friday came faster than expected. all four girls decided to get ready at Samanthas house. Oliver and Matthew had gone to the store to pick up a bottle to pregame and Samantha was more than ready to get wasted and not have to think about anything else other than who she's taking home. the raven haired girl was curling her hair, makeup already done. Nia had helped with her eyeliner and even offered her lipstick but Samantha declined. Nia only looked at the girl with a knowing look and continued on with her own makeup.

Jade and Natalie were already done, Jade was vaping on Samanthas bed whilst Natalie was talking to her. it didn't take long for the bedroom door open and Matthew and Oliver walk in with a black backpack. "what'd you get?" Samanthas asked and set the curling wand down. she ran her fingers through her hair to break the curls and make them look more natural. once she was done she stood from her vanity chair and looked at the two boys.

"vodka and fireball" Matthew said with a huge grin. he took the bag off his shoulder and threw it on the bed, the bag landing beside Jade who straightened up and began to unzip it.

"seriously? fireball? what the fuck?" Jade asked holding the bottle in her hand, practically reading everyone's thoughts.

"what?" Matthew chuckled, "it's the quickest and easiest way to get drunk" he said with a slight shrug.

Oliver laughed and hit the boy on the back twice, "yeah, the quickest way to end up on Anna's bed" he said referring to Matthews crazy ex. the boy shook his head with a horrified look.

"fuck no. i just didn't have any cash on me" he said and Samantha laughed.

"you could have told me, i have money" she said holding up a fifty. Matthew shrugged and sat down on the girls bed, his eyes lingered on Nias frame for a second too long before he craned his neck to look at Jade.

"you look very pretty" he complimented the girl with his signature smirk.

Jade laughed loudly, "fuck off. there'll be plenty of girls willing to have sex with you there"

Matthews mouth fell open in shock, "ouch. i was just giving you a polite compliment"

"to get into her pants" Natalie murmured bringing the vape Jade just had up to her lips. Oliver smiled proudly at his girlfriend and sat down on her lap, who was sitting on the beanbag at the corner of the room.

"i love you" he admitted and kissed her lips.

everyone let out a dramatic groan at the sight, "get a room" Nia said and grabbed the closet pillow near her and threw at her brother and his girlfriend. Oliver laughed as he held his hand up and caught it easily.

"you guys are so single. seriously, every single one of you needs to get laid asap" he said pointing at each of them.

"oh god, i know" Samantha admitted with a frown and walked toward Jade. the taller girl welcomed her with open arms, a genuine smile on her lips as she caught the girls body with her own and let her stay there.

Nia glanced at them and then turned to Oliver who was already looking at her. a second later Matthew stood from the bed and grabbed the bottle of vodka. "who's up for shots?" he asked and held the alcohol up.

Samantha's ears perked at the statement and she pulled away instantly, not fully just to the point in which she wasn't practically laying on the girl under her. "fuck yes. i need to get drunk as soon as possible" she said and took one of the plastic shots Matthew was handing out.

the teen boy went around with the bottle pouring everyone except for the twins a shot. they were both driving and they all had an agreement that the designated driver could never drink, even a drop of alcohol. once they all had their cup filled Matthew held his up in the air. "to the best senior year ever" he said making Jade and Samantha laugh.

"you are so corny"

he rolled his eyes, "come on, i'm serious"

the two glanced at one another with an amused smile before they turned toward Matthew and held their cup up as well. "to the best senior year ever" they repeated Matthews words and all hit his cup before bringing the cup to their lips and downing the liquor in one go.

once they had all swallowed Matthew put the bottle away and slung the bag over his shoulder. "we ready?"

they all nodded, each grabbing their perspective things and following the boy out of Samanthas room. the raven haired girl was wearing a long cardigan over her black mini dress. she'd rather not have her mom see her wearing a dress that barely covered her ass.

"hey guys," Ellen said smiling at each of them who greeted the woman back enthusiastically. "your leaving?" she asked directing her words to her daughter.

"yeah." she nodded with a smile.

the blonde nodded, "okay. just be back by two" she said earning a nod from her daughter.

"okay, Nia will probably bring me home" she said pointing at her friend who held her hand up in a slight wave at Ellen. the blonde mom smiled at Nia in appreciation.

"okay honey, just please be safe and call if you need anything" she said and Samantha held up a thumbs up. she kissed her mothers cheek and waved at her dad who recuperated the gesture. they each said goodbye to the woman as they shuffled out of the house.

"i love Ellen" Oliver said with a huge grin.

"you say that every time you come to my house" Samantha rolled her eyes.

"and i will never get tired of it. she's the best, i mean she asked no questions and let's you go out until two without you having to beg. i mean seriously, im in love with that woman" he concluded making his girlfriend smack his arm softly with a shake of her head.

"yes, Oliver. we know you have mommy issues now get in the damn car" Nia rolled her eyes at her brother and shoved past him.

Samantha got in the passenger seat of her friends car whilst Jade got in the back. Matthew had decided to ride with Oliver considering he had been victim of having to listen to their 'girl talk' more than once. the raven haired girl let out a cloud of smoke from her nose and mouth as she rapidly texted Marcus to leave the back door open.

"so," Nia spoke glancing at her friend who threw her phone on her lap. "are you actually going to get laid tonight or was that just all talk?"

Samantha threw her head back in a laugh, of course she'd ask her this. ever since her breakup with a certain girl last year she had been wanting her friend to move onto someone else. in all honesty Samantha had slept with other people since but they never led to anything further than them leaving their number and her throwing it in the trash the next day.

"i don't know," she shrugged, "i hooked up with Kim from spanish didn't i?" she asked looking at her friend.

Nia snorted out a laugh, "and when she asked you if you wanted to go out the day after you said no so that really doesn't count" she shook her head.

Samantha sighed, "so what i'm hearing is that you don't want me to get laid but that you want me to get a girlfriend" she confirmed.

Nia shrugged, "maybe? would that be so bad? you have to get over A-"

"don't" Samantha snapped immediately cutting the girl off before she could even get another syllable out. Nias mouth closed shut in that instant watching as her friend turned to look at the road with her arms crossed.

the girl sighed heavily, "look, i just think it isn't healthy that you can't even say her name anymore. why don't you hook up with Sophie?" she offered and Jade wiggled herself between the consoles. she turned her head toward Samantha and pointed a finger at her as she nodded her head.

"yeah, i actually kinda miss hanging out with her. plus she's actually in our grade and there's history there" she said making Samantha laugh.

"yeah and my sister has a massive crush on her so she'd kill me for that"

the two girls in the car groaned at her words, "seriously, Samantha? when are you going to stop doing everything simply because it'll hurt Maxine's sensitive ass feelings?" Nia asked looking at her friend with a suddenly more serious expression.

the raven haired girl stayed quiet at that. she didn't exactly have anything to respond to that. she knew she coddled Max's feelings a little too much but she couldn't think of herself being the reason why her sister was hurt. she'd hate herself for doing that. besides, it's not like she could ever see Sophie that way. they had known each other since kindergarten and she had only ever been able to see her as a friend.

"not Sophie" she said simply and turned her eyes back onto the road. Jade and Nia looked at each other then Nia nodded.

"fine. but you have to give someone else a chance"

"and i will" Samantha agreed.

quiet giggles echoed throughout the dark and empty house as lips met one another in slight fury. hands were groping the girls waist and the other was holding her neck. the raven girls hands were wrapped in blonde locks and her lips were kissing the girl back hungrily. even though she had heels on the blonde holding her was still too tall and it was getting harder and harder to kiss her without tripping over her feet.

she pulled away from the kiss, her chest heaving and her lips swollen with red lipstick that belonged to the girl in front of her. the blonde - Emma, she thinks that's her name looked just as disbelieved as her. the girl had on a sparkly skirt and black tube top that showed the slight swell of her breasts, her hair was a mess and her cheeks were flushed. Samantha was sure she had on a matching color. "everyone's asleep so we have to be quiet" she said and the blonde quickly nodded.

an excitement filled her stomach at the thought of what was about to happen and she grabbed Emma's hand tightly, the two tried their best to tiptoe upstairs. even then Emma couldn't keep her hands off of the shorter latina. once they were on the top step Emma shoved the girl into the wall and leaned down to press her lips against the shorter girls heatedly. Samantha let out a small whimper in surprise, she let the kiss go on for a second before she shoved the blonde off by her shoulder softly.

"my room." she said simply and dragged the girl through the hallway until they were finally met with her door. she reached for the knob and twisted it to reveal her empty bedroom. the lamp on the girls nightstand was left on so she could see where to step, there were clothes scattered on the ground that were left when she was deciding on what to wear.

Emma's hand travels down to the girls buttocks where she squeezes firmly. Samantha giggles against the girls lips, she pulls away for a second before connecting their lips once more. she moves backwards until her back hits the closed door, she moves her right hand down the door until it reaches the doorknob, she twists the lock and then withdrawals her hand to place it back on the blondes shoulder.

"we have to be quiet" Samantha mumbled in between kisses, Emma nodded quickly and chased the girls lips. the raven haired girls lips moved against the blondes, greedily almost as if they were would be pulled apart at any second. Emma shoved her tongue in Samantha's mouth and the raven haired girl felt a rush of heat run down her body.

"fuck" she whispered and pulled away, Emma chuckled as she tried to control her breathing. Samantha leaned up to ghost her lips against the blondes in a teasing manner, Emma was about to connect them but the raven haired girl pulled away with a teasing smile. she grabbed the girls hand and walked backwards, leading her toward the bed. the girl had a smile on her lips, walking toward the bed until the back of the blondes knees were touching it and Samanthas back was facing the window.

she pushed the blonde down onto the bed with a smirk earning an amused smirk from Emma. Samantha took her heals off and kicked them to the side, Emma watched her intently and her breath stopped for a second as the shorter girl bent down, some of her chest being exposed as she climbed onto her lap. Emma was more than okay with her actions as she placed her hands on the girls waist and watched as the girl looked down at her with slightly parted lips and hooded eyes.

"you look so hot right now" Emma said lowly, Samantha's eyelashes fluttered as she looked down at her. her dress had risen up and was exposing almost all of herself from waist down. if she wasn't looking at her with those eyes, Emma would've already looked down to take a peak.

"yeah?" Samantha whispered in a sultry tone. Emma nodded immediately and the raven haired girl smiled, she reached for the blondes hand that was on her waist and moved it toward her front. the blonde glanced down at their hands and watched as the shorter girl trailed her hand inside her dress until she was met with her laced panties. a whimper echoed throughout the room as the blonde pressed down, Samantha arched her back at the feeling and Emma took the opportunity to lean up and press her lips on the girls neck. slowly Emma's free hand caressed the girls arm until she was touching her dress strap and began to pulled it down. the raven girl smiled and pushed the blondes head further into her neck whilst her left hand pushed her other dress strap down to help Emma pull it down.

once her chest was exposed Emma pulled away from her neck and looked at the pierced nipples in front of her. Samantha smirked cockily at the blondes reaction, after a year she had grown used to people reacting like this.

Emmas mouth latched onto the girls nipple making a breathy moan escape Samanthas lips. as the blonde was distracted on her body the raven haired girls mind drifted to something else or rather someone else. she wondered if the blonde was on the balcony, waiting for her to come out and have another smoke sesh. wondered if she was in her room doing things she shouldn't even be thinking about, wondered what if would feel like to have her mouth on her instead of Emma's. maybe unintentionally it was why she even chose Emma to take home. she was blonde, pretty and kind, the type of girl anyone would love to bring home to their parents. she just wasn't the girl Samanthas was thinking about.

instead she was thinking about the woman across the street who was watching the two teens hook up from her balcony. Samantha had thought of just that happening when she left the curtains open before she left for the party.

her smirk widened and she pushed the blonde down by her shoulders. Emma looked up at Samantha with pure excitement and shorter girl reached over her to turn the lamp off.

she didn't have to look out the window to know she was looking at them. she just knew. and she wouldn't be giving her the chance to see any part of her, no matter how much she wished she was on Georgias lap and not Emma's.

#georgia miller #georgia miller x reader #ginny and georgia #maxine baker #marcus baker #ginny miller #gxg #lesbian

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obeymycok · 2 years

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Poking Their Armpit

Not a day goes by in my house without someone being poked in their armpit while they stretch. I assume it’s relatively similar for most households especially for those who have siblings. This is how the obey me bros would react to you poking them when they’re having a nice stretch lol.

Lucifer

So you wish to die?

He thought he could trust you :(

You two were sitting in his room together, him finishing up some paperwork, you sitting in a chair next to him on your DDD.

I just know he has horrible posture when he works.

*Queue big stretch from the peacock*

*Poke*

Wings shoot out at maximum speed and just barely miss your face as he whips his entire body towards you with a very angry and an even more surprised face.

The demon was too stunned to speak

“...Did...did you j-...no...there’s no way......you-..”

He quickly recovers and that annoyed look is back.

“Please, MC. I’m very busy right now.”

You better believe the next time you stretch and every time he catches you after that (if he isn’t in front of someone important) he will poke you and you never even see it coming most of the time.

Congrats, you’ve started a war you will not win.

Mammon

Oh poor Mams.

You both just had a successful night at the casino and Mammon was busy counting it all for the 36th time.

“Man you should’ve seen their faces MC!” “I did Mammon, I was right next to you.” “Yeah but like from MY point of view y’know!?”

Getting a little bored with the same rant and the apps on your device, you decided to have a little fun with him.

Now, Mammon is very dramatic with his movements when he’s excited and it sparks an idea.

Slowly sliding over, you wait for the perfect time to strike.

“That’s gotta be the biggest jackpot I’ve won in centuries! It was literally like tHI-AGHHH!?!!?”

Literal SQUAWK (did a crow just fly into the window?)

The wad of cash in his hand is now scattered across his room and he is on the floor in .02 seconds picking it all up.

“WHA-WHAT THE HELL MC??!!?! YOU MADE ME LOSE COUNT AND NOW IT”S ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND IT”S GETTING WRINKLED AN-”

But he just can’t resist that adorable laugh of yours. 🥺

He gets all pouty for awhile but forgives you immediately if you help him pick it up.

ABSOLUTELY does it to you every possible chance he gets and it’s a game now between the two of you

Leviathan

Why did you think this was a good idea, he can’t handle touch when he’s expecting it. (Levi kinnie moment 🤪)

You were watching him beat the final boss in a new game he’d recently bought.

You were excited to spend time with him and see him so happy but you wanted some attention yourself

But of course, you never interrupt Levi when he's gaming (and that's why he loves you🥺🧡)

Patiently waiting until he's done while hyping up your Lord of Shadows, you hatch a devious plan :)

He finally beats the final boss and jumps up to cheer, while simultaneously stretching his back out.

You strike like Henry 1.0 *poke*

Leviathan.exe has stopped working.

When I tell you this man LEAPS into the air.

Headphones on the floor, still miraculously plugged in, and your demon in his ceiling, horn first, tail wrapped around his torso.

“WAAAH!!! MC YOU”RE SUCH A NORMIE!!! But of course you would do that to such a yucky and gross otaku I mean who would eve...”

After much convincing that you don’t hate him, he finally comes down but he’s still a little salty.

Just play a game with him and he’ll be good.

He might try and poke you back like once but if he succeeds he’ll feel bad and apologize for touching you.

Satan

So you have chosen death.

Seriously though make sure he isn't in a bad mood or about to lose his shit.

So let's say y'all were in his room reading silently.

You both had different books so there was no way reading aloud would be helpful, which is why you got kinda lonely.

Your book was at a slow point and it seemed like you just couldn't retain anything you were reading.

Usually Satan would notice and offer to read to you, but his book was just starting to reach it's climax.

Staring at his expressions as his eyes scan the words on the page, you realize you want those eyes on you.

Of course, like Leviathan and gaming, don't interrupt Satan when he's reading something interesting.

Eventually when the drama dies down he looks up and notices your stare, inviting you over to talk about what just happened in the story.

As you got up to sit by him, he stretched both his arms above his head and the mighty Avatar of Wrath looked like a kitty 🥺

Of course you couldn't pass up the opportunity to poke his armpit though after being so patient.

*poke*

Never have you seen someone flinch so hard and so fast

He just kinda stares at you for a few seconds before he bursts out laughing.

You’ve started an unwinnable war, but unlike Lucifer, he will do it at literally every possible chance no matter who is around or what you’re doing

Asmodeus

Just pray to God you didn’t mess his up his eyeliner.

You were sitting on Asmo’s bed while he sat at his vanity and did his makeup.

He let you pick how he should do it and insisted you stayed until he was done so you could see it as soon as possible and be the first one. 🥺

Problem is, Asmo spends on average a couple hours to put his makeup on and there’s only so many games on your DDD.

He’d had his arms up for awhile doing his left eye, which put the idea in your head.

You got up and watched closer, Asmo also loving the attention.

Unbeknownst to Asmo, you were waiting until he moved the eyeliner pen far enough away from his eye (you’re not stupid)

He pulled the pen away to turn and look at you, and you made your move. *poke*

The cutest high pitch scream🥺

“Oh MC! You’re so devious and sneaky! You’re lucky you didn’t ruin my makeup darling!”

Playfully upset and demands smooches as an apology, as well as compliments on the look.

He’ll get you back once in awhile; he thinks it’s cute and flirty.

Beelzebub

You guys were watching a movie in the common room and snacking on some stuff from the human world.

Getting a little full yourself, you glanced at Beel whose speed still hadn’t faltered in the slightest.

It really is an amazing sight to witness.

His arms were constantly being held parallel as they served as shovels for all his chips and candy.

And that’s when the idea struck you.

*poke*

He did a little jump and choked a little.

Luckily there was still plenty of water nearby.

He just kinda stared at you like a confused puppy and you started to feel bad :(

“If you wanted some gummy worms, you could’ve just asked MC. I’m always willing to share food with you.” 🥺😭

Happy Beel noises when you accept a few, despite getting full.

He now pokes you anywhere convenient when he’s hungry.

Belphegor

Angry cow

You were napping in the attic with him since Beel was using the room for a workout and the other brothers were being loud with their usual shenanigans.

As usual, you woke up much earlier than him and you’d already done all your dailies, as well as scrolled through your feed for awhile.

In your eyes, it was time for him to A W A K E N

“But how?”

How to wake up the Avatar of Sloth without him being violently enraged, now that was a toughie.

After overthinking it for awhile, you noticed how his arms were stretched up over his head.

“That’ll do” was the last thing that went through your head before *poke*

His arms flew down, but his eyes remained closed.

You thought it was just a bodily reaction until the scowl crept onto his face.

“MC...fucking why?” he growled as his eyes slowly opened to a squint.

He may look upset but if you tell him you just wanted to cuddle/want some cutesy attention, he’ll melt in a second.

He’ll still be a brat and tease you, but he isn’t the youngest for nothing.

He’ll get his revenge immediately and do it when he wants your attention from then on.

The only way to stop the torment is to cuddle him like the pillow princess he is <3 🥺

#OBEY ME #obey me headcanons #obey me shall we date #obey me fluff #obey me crack #obey me brothers #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #Obey Me Levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #Obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie

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starksbabie · 8 months

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You Belong With Me

Eddie’s got what he always dreamed of, he is passing his classes, Hellfire is going great, Corroded Coffin is sounding better than ever, Chrissy Cunningham is his girlfriend, and his best friend Y/N is right by his side.

A/N: A fic inspired by Taylor Swift’s You Belong With Me where Eddie overlooks his best friend who is completely in love with him... or does he? Hurt/Comfort. One of my fics with a happy ending.

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Eddie laughs keeping his arms tight around Chrissy’s waist as she groans and stomps her foot in response to a joke he made.

“Aw, come on babe it’s just a joke!” Eddie laughs, pressing a loud wet kiss to Chrissy’s cheek, making the strawberry blonde girl gasp.

“Eddie!” She squeals.

You just roll your eyes at their antics and look back at your lunch, you still can’t really believe that they’re dating. Of course, you had known about Eddie’s crush on Chrissy forever, but never in a million years did you think the head cheerleader, queen of Hawkins High, would return his affections.

You look up when Eddie snaps his fingers in front of your face.

“Hello? You in there?” He asks, giving you an odd, slightly concerned look, you notice the cafeteria is mostly emptied out now.

“Yeah, sorry just thinking about that quiz in Ms. O'Donnell's.” You look at him and smile packing up your stuff.

“…we have a quiz in O’Donnell’s today?”

“Eddie!”

You lay back on your bed listening to your new Van Halen album, when your window slides open and Eddie comes tumbling in.

“You know one of these times you’re going to get caught in here.” You laugh, as he rights himself and settles himself back onto your bed next to you. “Is this your new album?” He smiles, ignoring your statement, putting his hand behind his head as he relaxes next to you, looking up at the glow-in-the-dark stars stuck to your ceiling.

“Yeah, it’s really good, I think I like Sammy Hagar.” You say, looking at him, taking in his side profile, admiring the slope of his nose and the fizz of his curls as his listens to the music filling your room.

He turns to look at you, and you think you’ve been caught but Eddie doesn’t seem to notice that you were staring.

“Really? Better than David Lee?”

“Yeah. Here, Listen to this.” You get up and put on a song that you had listened to earlier for him, before laying back down. The two of you lay there side-by-side, and finish the entire album before arguing over which lead singer is better.

After a while Eddie puts on another album and breaks out a joint that he brought with him. The two of you lay next to each other smoking, enjoying the music and each other’s company without feeling the need to fill the air between you with endless conversation. Once the joint is reduced to nothing but ash and the album has been flipped to the ‘B’ side Eddie starts telling you his plans for after graduation.

“I’m gonna do it. I swear it, I’m getting out of this town one way or another. I know my uncle wants me to come work at the plant with him, but I just can’t imagine that as my future. I want to play stages. I’m going to get me a warlock and I’m going to LA and I will find someone, anyone who will take me seriously.”

You smile at him as he talks, you know if anyone deserves to get out of this hick town it’s him. His imagination, his dreams, his personality. They’ve always been too big for Hawkins.

“And it doesn’t hurt that Chrissy is going to UCLA next year either.” He adds.

There it is, the one thing that could dampen the amazing evening you’d been having, you’d almost forgotten about her.

“Oh… She is?”

“Yeah, she got the letter this afternoon. I’m going with her. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me, Y/N. I’m so lucky.” He smiles and sits up, pulling his shoes back on, “I should get going, but I’ll see you tomorrow for Hellfire.”

You watch as he climbs out the window, before closing it behind him. You sit back on the bed and put your head in your hands and wishing, and hoping and wanting more than anything for Eddie to see you as more than his best friend.

You don’t know why you’re here. You sit next to Eddie and the rest of the Hellfire boys in the bleachers watching Lucas play basketball, at least that’s what you’re telling yourself. You know Eddie is here for one reason, who’s wearing a short skirt and currently standing on the sidelines of the game. You try your best to focus on the game but it’s hard to not notice how Eddie whistles at her after she does a cartwheel, or how he claps loudly each time she does something.

After the game everyone decides to go to Benny’s for milkshakes, but you excuse yourself saying that you have a headache. You walk home and lock yourself in your bedroom laying in your bed feeling so lonely over the fact that the man you are head over heels for, doesn’t see you in the same light at all. You don’t register the tears at first, it’s not until they are dripping down your cheeks that you realize the sound you’re hearing is your own sobs. You lay there and allow the sadness to overwhelm, and envelop you until the peaceful darkness of sleep pulls you in.

You do your best over the next few weeks to avoid Eddie, especially if he’s with Chrissy, which seems to be all the time. The school year is coming to a close and there are more and more parties and celebrations, which makes it harder to avoid him while still enjoying time with your other friends. You decide to skip Jason Carver’s party though because you know Chrissy will absolutely drag Eddie there. Instead, you have a movie night with some of your other friends and find for the first time in a while you don’t feel so lonely.

After everyone goes home, you work on cleaning things up. You know it’s late but you’d rather get it done now than have to do it in the morning, who cares if it’s the middle of the night. You make your way up to your room and get ready for bed, and are startled by the knock on your window, opening it there he is, hair disheveled.

“Hey…” He smiles, “can I come in?”

You nod and step back giving him space to crawl on in, he tumbles through the window with as much as grace as usual and he sprawls on the floor looking up at you.

“What are you doing here, Eddie?”

“Why are you avoiding me, Y/N?” He sits up and leans against the wall under the windowsill.

You pause and look at him, before sitting next to him with your back against the wall too.

“Why aren’t you at Carver’s party with Chrissy?” you answer his question with another, two can play at that game.

He sighs and looks at you.

“Her friends are so fake. There’s not one real, genuine thing about any of them. It’s exhausting to be around them. I’d rather be here. Around you. So… Why are you avoiding me?”

You take a deep breath and look at your hands in your lap, “can’t you see, Eddie. She’s just like them. I’m the one who understands you. I’ve been here all along, so why can’t you see? You don’t belong with her Eddie. You belong with me.”

The room is silent for a long moment after your confession, before Eddie lets out a long breath and hooks his finger under your chin to lift your face so you’re looking at him.

“Do you really mean that?”

“Yes, I really mean it.”

He leans in and seals his lips over yours in a warm, loving kiss. Nothing is perfect but he knows, no one knows him better than you. You have always fit together like two puzzle pieces and if he’d realized just how much you’d loved him from the start he never would have asked Chrissy out. Together you two can make it through anything, and this, this kiss feels like perfection.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things fic #onyx writes things #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things fanfiction

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radiant-reid · 2 years

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Can you write a blurb where in ‘Someone’s watching’ Spencer and Lila kiss, and when reader gets to the house with the rest of the team, she’s understandably upset especially when Spencer says that he did kiss her back.

You cannot believe what you're seeing. A hand comes over your mouth so you avoid being physically sick, but there's no doubt that you're sick to your stomach with what you're seeing.

Elle and Morgan watch the color drain from your face. Morgan knew he had to show you the photos because he knew your boyfriend wouldn't tell you, and he can't stand to see you get hurt when he's always protected you like a little sister.

You don't have to look for more than a few seconds for the pictures to be permanently engraved in your memory. It must be what it feels like to have Spencer's memory but in the worst way.

The pictures didn't tell you enough, and you delude yourself temporarily into thinking it was unreciprocated, that she forced herself onto him and he pushed him away multiple times.

Honestly and spitefully, you could not care less if the unsub kills her. She's been making unrealistic demands all day, refusing to do the right thing and go to a safe house to not put other people in danger. Plus, the unsub is killing them with simple executions. You'll feel guilty about it later, especially if she dies, but you can't help it right now.

You're still a little furious at your boyfriend, who didn't know that you knew and didn't come clean right away, and you refuse to speak to the dripping wet mess that's your boyfriend when he reaches out to touch you. Hotch sends you away quickly, seeing how distraught you look. Even Gideon, someone you weren't sure could express emotions, flashes you a sympathetic look.

It's later after the case finishes that he's pleading to speak with you, and you're feeling bad for not hearing him out to start with. In your mind, there's no way that he made out with someone out and you blew him not telling you out of proportion when you were in the middle of a case and barely gave him a chance.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear you out." You apologize, sitting next to him on the couch in your apartment.

Spencer knows what he's about to say will kill you. He knows if he doesn't, it'll come out eventually, and you'll feel worse.

He just wishes you stopped talking. "Seriously, it's awful she even kept kissing you."

"Y/n." He starts, already wanting to cry even though he doesn't feel he has the right. "I, uh, kissed her back."

"What?" You spit out, your face immediately turning to disgust as you look at him. All you can think about is that he's not who you thought he was, and all you can see are the pictures of them kissing. Knowing it was reciprocated... nothing prepared you for that.

He can't even stand to look at you, something that you take as him not wanting to when, in truth, it's because he's taking the easy way because he can't stand seeing you so broken.

He sighs, trying to explain it. "It was a heat-of-the-moment thing. I swear it didn't mean anything."

"Really? You're trying to play this off as a casual accident with a gorgeous tv star." You fly straight to anger and you're kind of wishing they both died.

"She- I don't like her. I didn't- I don't... I love you." He can't decide what to say to make it better as you inch further away from him physically and miles away from him emotionally.

You scoff. "You just admitted that you cheated on me. The same way you kissed her, you kissed me." You remind him. He's going to feel the pain you're feeling. "I really thought this wasn't you. I thought you were different. I trusted you."

"I wasn't thinking about her. I was thinking about you." He tries. "Y/n, I will do anything to earn your trust again if you let me."

It's so hard because you love him. So much.

"I'll try."

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid blurb #criminal minds #spencer reid angst

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femmefatalevibe · 11 months

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Hii <3 Girl I recently found your blog , and it's one of the best things I have found on tumblr !! 🦋🐳

I kinda want some advice on this , I used to really dislike myself , and I had a glow up , and I got really attractive , in between this I don't know where I this self love come from, but now I got stuck at this self love phrase ! " Like I wanna do something but then I love myself , why should I change ."

I am not getting out of my comfort zone , and absolutely am scared of competition, people having expectations . I am seriously so fucking scared of what people think of me , I can't even fucking tell you !!

Idk man !

Hi love! Thank you so much. Your kind words and support mean a lot to me <3

Congratulations on gaining this newfound self-confidence and all of the hard work/consistent effort it must've taken to get to this stage of life (maintenance work included).

Remember these fundamental truths:

Everyone is primarily focused on themselves: People are too focused on themselves, their personal goals/desires, and how they're perceived to really care to watch what you're doing. This is a liberating truth to realize – it gives you free rein to break out of people-pleasing mode and start focusing on doing what makes you most happy/fulfilled.

No one will care as much as you do about your success and wish fulfillment in life: As stated before, everyone else is focused on their own inner worlds, priorities, goals, and everyday responsibilities. You need to be your own greatest advocate. You lose by default if you don't enter the game to begin with. Operate from a headspace of you're going to be your own greatest cheerleader and win no matter what because you believe in yourself. Authentic confidence and self-belief are the two gifts no "competition" could ever take away from you.

Understand that other people's actions are reflections of their own lived experiences, desires, and goals, and are out of your control: This is why it's so important to stop caring about the potential (or perceived) competition and what others think. You only can control your own efforts – to take action, learn, pivot, and grow. The reasons why others criticize (not constructively, I mean) you are often projections of their negative self-talk and suppressed insecurities. Other people's actions are executed in their own best interest. You need to do the same and see your future self as your only competition – she's the only person's goals for whom you hold the most decision-making power and control.

Like everything else, calculated risk-taking is a mental muscle that takes time and patience to build. Throughout your journey, you'll learn proper "form" aka criteria on how to decide when to act and when it is in your best interest to refrain from engaging in a certain "risk-taking" activity (I mean like sending that email, text, posting that photo, etc.) and build resilience to better withstand rejection, criticism, and the noise of other people's opinions.

First, focus on the bigger picture: What do you want out of life and why? What smaller goals would you need to achieve to reach these ultimate aspirations?

Work your way backward to your present situation: What are the next action steps you can take to move closer to your first milestone goal(s)? Choose one calculated risk to take at a time. Send that email that leaves you vulnerable to a potential rejection one day. Make that phone call to reconnect with the person you've been afraid to have that vulnerable conversation with a few days later. Post that Instagram post/story or TikTok video and immediately close the app.

You need to become the leader of your own life or someone else will lead it for you. You're only playing yourself by holding yourself back when sitting on the bench instead of practicing for the big leagues.

Hope this helps xx

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I have an idea, just ignore this if you aren't accepting requests yet, but can you please do the "Secret Life of Gojo Satoru" but this one with Dazai Osamu ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ GSHAHHSHSH

OMG thanks for reminding me about this, I’ve been thinking of having Dazai for the next secret life series but I haven’t got the courage before so after receiving this I started writing right away. Thank you for this lovely idea! I hope you’ll enjoy reading!

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The Secret Life of Dazai Osamu 1

Errors Ahead!!

“Aside from the fact that Dazai-san was an ex Port Mafia executive, what do we know about him?” Atsushi asked Kunikida as they were out to run some errands for Yosano, and while they were walking though the busy streets, the teen decided to ask Kunikida things about his mentor.

The older man stayed silent for quite a while and it made Atsushi think that he probably won't answer or Kunikida didn't hear anything that he just said. Either of those two possibilities it only means that he should just shut up.

“Kid, if we know anything else you think we'd shut up about it? We've already given up digging up his past. The president doesn't care for he's not really the type to meddle with someone's life unless it's extremely needed.”

Atsushi nods his head and adjusted his grip on the paper bag that he's carrying and accepted the fact that he won't get any answers as to why there are times where Dazai Osamu is missing in action. Sometimes he would see him leave the office without any word and come back after a day or two. Whenever he asks the man if it's a mission, Dazai would just stare at him and talks about dumb things like how simple things found in the office could be a good tool for committing suicide.

Atsushi still surely hopes that his mentor is not really suicidal, that Dazai is just doing it because of his complex mind that cannot be understand by a mere human, it always feel like he's a step ahead, no he's steps ahead all the time.

The teenager just wishes that Dazai Osamu is not lonely and that he's not seriously trying to kill himself. Because Atsushi wants to help but it seems like the man is just above all and is untouchable when it comes to his personal thoughts and feelings.

Kunikida watches the teen in his peripheral vision, he knew that Atsushi is an empathetic kid but as much as he also wants to reach out and help Dazai if he is in trouble, the man won't let anyone in.

"Come on, we still need to pick up one package."

Atsushi follows closely until his eye caught something—someone familiar. His brows met as he watches the man he just saw, he can't be wrong, he can't mistook anyone else as—"Dazai-san?" He mumbled to himself unconsciously.

Kunikida looks at the teen and frowned when he realized what he just mumbled, “Why? Did you see him?” he asked Atsushi and the teen looked back at him with wide eyes before he nods his head.

“Where'd he go?”

“On that restaurant and he's holding a boquet of flowers...”

Kunikida already started thinking that Atsushi was just seeing things but when he looked at the restaurant that the teen pointed, he did see Dazai Osamu sitting at a table beside the window with a smile playing on his lips.

Atsushi was about to cross the street but Kunikida grabbed him by his collar. “If you want to spy on Dazai Osamu you gotta do better than that, kid. he's damn sharp as hell and the closer we stays, the sooner he sees or sense our presence.” Kunikida lectured, the younger boy narrowed his eyes as he realizes that Kunikida is just as curious as he is.

“I know what you're thinking, we'll just have to see what he's doing. We can't let him make a move on a case like what he did last time, his plans were always a gamble but he's a goddamn skilled gambler I give him that.”

Atsushi smiles a bit and watched Dazai from afar, his mentor seems different today and Atsushi would bet that he has seen Dazai Osamu smile in the time that he stayed in the Agency but those smiles were either mocking, insulting or scheming smiles yet the one that he's seeing here is a genuine one.

He looks like he's waiting for somebody. The two thought and before they could even voice out these thoughts, they saw a woman wearing a long dress came in to the restaurant and sat at the table where Dazai was sitting.

“How was work?”

“Awfully exhausting.”

Dazai smirks at you before leaning in to plant a kiss on your lips, “I missed you, love.” he whispers as he sat back down and you smiled at him teasingly as you reach out for his hand. “Hmm, I heard you gambled again. Would you tell me all about it? I heard you almost got labeled as a traitor for almost starting a war.” you stared into his eyes before squeezing his hand a little.

“I couldn't sleep a wink, 'Samu. I thought you died.” You sighed as tears threaten to fall and Dazai looked away, feeling guilty. As much as he loves you and he hates giving you trouble, he knows how his work could bother you when you both are away from each other.

Dazai reached out to cage your face in his hands as he stares directly into your eyes with loving and longing gaze. “I'm sorry for worrying you, my love. ” he whispered once more and you rolled your eyes as you held his hands that cups your face.

“Just try not to give me heart attacks, you didn't marry someone with a special ability, Dazai Osamu. This heart and body is fragile specially when it comes to you.”

“I'm not sorry that you married someone like me. But I apologize for worrying you to death and for not having enough time to spend with your husband.”

Dazai Osamu got used to people with different unique abilities, both his time in the Mafia and in the ADA, yet he never found someone so amusing that he felt himself fall for them or even got attracted.

That's why when he met you, he's skeptical as to why he fell in love with someone like you, now, he didn't mean it in a bad way, he just wondered why a man like him full of trouble and struggles fell in love with a loving, gentle and carefree soul?

He met you way back when he was trying to commit suicide, Dazai felt it, he felt that maybe he won't get interrupted this time but someone held his hand and when he opened his eyes, he thought he had seen the universe, the sky and the Earth. He saw his own reflection in your eyes, they were clear, focused and filled with fear as you held both his arms.

“I do not want to intrude but I can't stay still when someone is planning to kill himself in front of me.” You said as you dragged him far from the edge of the cliff, your breathing was heavy as you stared at him then, you were obviously scared judging how you were trembling.

You looked at the man standing beside you before your eyes went down on his arms, there were a lot of bandages wrapped around him and judging how he was about to jump into the abyss earlier, you know that he's been trying to kill himself.

“I don't know how much life has hurt you but if you surrender your life to your traumas and pain, it only meant that you let them win.”

Dazai Osamu stared at your whole, from bottom to top and he find himself mesmerized. Your shiny hair that looks like they would be as soft as silk, your pinkish lips, your beautiful eyes and long lashes, your nose, your cheeks and your brows, Dazai found himself wanting to memorize it all, afraid that he won't be seeing this beauty in front of him ever again.

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“You're beautiful.”

You looked at the man beside you and shook your head, “I appreciate the compliment but I prefer compliments about my personality.” Dazai looked at you with a glint of amusement and pure curiousity in his eyes with a playful yet genuine smile playing on his lips.

“I thought all girls love being called beautiful.”

“Yeah, I love it too but there's something different when somebody praised you for other things than the physical appearance.”

Dazai was able to prove that you're not just beautiful from the outside, deep down you you're much more beautiful, he never thought he'd meet someone like you, an angel in disguise as others would have say.

“Do you know why I chose this job?”

“Because you've made a decision that it doesn't matter if you die or not, you have nothing to lose.” You told him as you treat the wounds he got from a recent mission, your brows furrowed with worry and Dazai couldn't help but smile at that, it's a first, having someone to genuinely worry about his safety, and his well-being.

“Odasaku told me that if there's not much difference between the good and bad side, I should be in the good one and save someone, the orphans those who need it.”

You stopped what you were doing and watch his face expressions, it's the first time that Dazai Osamu is talking about the said man, yet he mentions that Odasaku was the reason why he's on the law's side now. Dazai's eyes are lonely, dull, and blank but as he reminisced his past, with the friends he made when he was on the Mafia, there's that small hint of happiness and light in his eyes.

Even if it was just a tiny bit light in the darkness of his personality, you can now understand him, even if you don't know who he is entirely. He's as deep as the ocean and as mysterious as the endless universe yet you never stopped hoping that he will open his mind and let you see the bottom of the ocean and the entirety of his universe.

Dazai looked into your eyes and he sees nothing but light, a light that sparks a fire, the fire that intensified his longing to be kept, to feel safe, to feel loved and to feel understood no matter how chaotic his mind and soul is.

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“Were you sure that you really want to die? That's why you're ready to take everything head on, no matter how risky and dangerous it is?”

“I am danger.” he answers with a smirk but you smiled at him sweetly as you shook your head. The times you spend with Dazai Osamu just made you realize how lost he is, he's just lost and alone perhaps this is why he wanted to die.

He had so many attempts, he drank different poisons but sometimes it turns out it wasn't the right poison or it wasn't a fatal amount and if it's drugs it's the wrong dosage.

You know that he won't be able to keep these walls up around him for so long, even if it just a tiny crack on it you wanted to see, you wanted to get in, it doesn't matter how messy and dark it is once you pass that wall.

With a challenging look you tilt your head a little closer to his, Dazai almost stepped back yet he didn't, he wanted to see what would you do.

“From what I see, you didn't want to die. You were trying to kill something inside, there's no such thing as painless death 'Samu. When you say you are looking for a convenient and painless way to die, you know it doesn't exist.”

Dazai went silent, his eyes shaky as your words hit him.

“You never wanted to die, you just wanted to get rid of something inside you.”

Judging the look on his face, you knew that you had him, you knew that you got him right. He's trembling, you can see how the walls he built around himself is slowly crumbling down as he stood in front of you.

“I have to go now, I'm thinking of adding some new decoration in my cafe.”

You picked up your bag to walk away but Dazai pulled you by your wrist and kiss you on your lips. He heard you gasp as his arm made his way on your waist and he pulls you closer until you can almost feel his warmth.

Dazai felt like he was the luckiest man in the world as he got to taste the heaven that your lips had offered. His mind was filled of everything about you and he's starting to question himself if this is even real, he didn't know that reality could be so sweet.

You held onto his coat and let him keep you in his arms for as long as he wants, you had other kisses before but with Dazai Osamu, it didn't feel like a kiss, it felt like he brought you in other dimensions you never knew that existed. He made you feel things you thought you weren't capable of feeling.

If you weren't running our of breath you would never pull away from him but every enchanting spells has an end and on this time, the enchanting kiss that Dazai Osamu graced you has ended.

“Marry me.”

Dazai was expecting a complain or cry of disagreement from you, he knew how ridiculous the idea is but that's what he truly feels. He's never had this feeling before and now that he's got a taste of what heaven would be like with you in his arms and with your lips brushing against his, he knew that he would never let you go.

“I will but you don't mean now right? So can I go home first?”

Dazai's jaw almost dropped on the floor when he heard you, there was no hint of joke in your voice so he didn't know what he would do, but before he knew it, he felt the tears streaming down his cheek.

“Are you crying? I just have to go home, 'Samu. I'd still marry you.”

Dazai pulled you close to his chest once again as he buried his face on your neck, “I love you. I love you so much, I will marry you in any day, any hour.” He whispers as he cry, you smiled and hugged him back.

“I love you too.”

Some would find this whole situation too fast but you've always known that you love Dazai Osamu, you love the darkness that lies in his eyes, you love his scars and his wounds. You accept all of him, because without his scars and wounds he wouldn't be Dazai Osamu.

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The two of you wanted an intimate wedding, the only ones present on the ceremony were your family and Fukuzawa. Dazai trusted him to keep you a secret, not because he doesn't love his wife, but because he knows the cost of having an ex mafia and a member of ADA as a husband.

With the marriage, Dazai slowly finds himself be filled by nothing but love. The empty feeling inside him is gone and it was replaced by a raging fire of hope and bliss, he still didn't drop the suicidal bastard front but he never does anything that will harm him gravely, (Except it's for a case) he didn't like seeing you cry whenever he comes home injured, this is why he's been careful of handling cases but old habits die hard, Dazai Osamu won't be Dazai Osamu if he's not gambling with his own life and sometimes with others too, he doesn't do that unless he knew he has the upper hand.

His wits is something that he's thankful for, he loves being dramatic about it though, this is why he has to be hurt before winning, he gets off with it anyway.

Dazai was just smiling at you while you tell him everything about your work in the hospital, it was exhausting you always say but Dazai knows that you love what you are doing, treating kids and saving them is what you love to do no matter how tiring it is.

He loves the sparks in your eyes whenever you talk about your work, it's lovely, you are the most beautiful woman in his eyes, and yet you still manage to appear prettier whenever you talk about your passion and plans.

"You don't have any cases, love?"

"I don't. It's a surprise that nothing came in this week but President told us we can relax a bit this week. Enjoy the free time, he says."

"Then can you go with me to the hospital?"

Dazai smiled and nod his head, "Of course, shall we go now? Or you want to order more food?" he teased and you rolled your eyes at him before standing up to walk out on him but Dazai went after you immediately and instinctively encircled his arms on your waist. "Okay, sorry. I just asked 'cause you've got quite an appetite these days. I'm genuinely concerned." he chuckled as he pressed his lips on your cheek but you just pushed him lightly as you enter the car first and he followed with a playful smile playing on his lips.

Oh how he loves that pouting sulking face.

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Kunikida and Atsushi watched the car drove away and their eyes met, "We should follow them." they said before they flagged down a cab and ask the driver to follow the car discreetly.

As they arrived at the hospital, they waited for you and Dazai to enter before they went out after paying the driver. Atsushi was actually impressed that they got this far in spying, he didn't know that Kunikida has it inside him, he didn't know that he can be nosy at times.

You were holding Dazai's hands when you saw your friend, "Girl, I was just looking for you! I already got the results!" she whispered yell as she snatched you away from your husband and she hugged you tight, "Yeah, I got your text Nina let go now, tell me if it is what I think it is." Nina bit her lower lip as she looks at you with sparkly eyes before handing you an envelope.

"What is it all about?" Dazai asked but he's not DUMB to not suspect about what was on the envelope but he saw you gasped as you tear up before you gave the envelope to him.

"This letter confirms that Mrs. Dazai is expecting her first baby…"

Dazai smiles as tears of joy fell from his eyes, he cupped your face and kissed you on the lips before he hugged you tightly. "Thank you for being the most wonderful gift I've received and thank you for bearing another great gift. I love you.." he whispered as he showered kisses on top of your head.

"Love birds, enough. Mr. Dazai Osamu I am here to inform you not just as her friend but also as her doctor that she is in good health but I still suggest that she should take a break and rest from work. It's for the baby."

Dazai was just nodding, he felt like he's floating right now, he couldn't explain how happy he is, this is overwhelming and scary but he's already looking forward to have a baby that looks like you, yes, he wants his child to look like you, so they could be an angel like you as well.

Kunikida and Atsushi froze at that revelation in front of them, even if Atsushi was the one who used to step I with no inhibitions, it is Kunikida who took the lead and approach his coworker.

"You're married?"

You were the first one to turn on Kunikida, Dazai froze, he literally froze in his position especially when Atsushi comes out of hiding as he hugs the paper bag that is full of Yosano's stuffs as he assumes. You held his hand and smiled at him comfortingly, you knew that he didn't want to reveal you to anyone from the agency except from the President and Ranpo who already know this for a long time.

He just couldn't risk your life to be on the line especially now with a baby coming, he can't let you be known by the Mafia and his enemies.

"Kunikida-san, Atsushi-kun. Shall we talk about this matter in somewhere private?" you asked as you held your husband's hand, it was cold and sweaty, Dazai is actually nervous.

As the two got inside the car, Dazai and the two were silent so you tried to cut the thick tension in the air so you wouldn't feel suffocated with this ambience inside the car.

"Shall we buy some foods and snacks for the others at your agency, love?" you asked and Dazai's grip on the steering wheel tightened, he was gonna ask Kunikida and Atsushi to keep this as a secret but you obviously have other plans.

"YN, we talked about this. Kunikida-kun and Atsushi will surely agree on my proposal that they should keep this a secret."

You pursed your lips when he called you by your name, now you know that he's not happy with this but you're tired of being too scared, you can handle yourself and the baby if a time comes where there's danger.

"No they won't. Dazai Osamu, I can perfectly handle myself. We're done hiding, just let your friends at the agency knows. Have faith."

Dazai closed his eyes and sighed, "Please, I am putting you in danger the moment we reveal our marriage." he said as his breathing got heavier.

Atsushi and Kunikida stayed silent in the back, they knew that they couldn't butt in because this is about you two, "M-Maybe you can just drop us off near the agency Dazai-san." Atsushi nervously suggests.

"No, 'Samu will drive you two at the agency and I'm coming."

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Dazai Osamu is utterly defeated by his own wife as he finds himself entering the agency as he holds your hand. Each head turned and their eyes went down to look at your hands.

"Miss if you are being sexually harassed by Dazai and you are being asked to commit double suicide with him, we can kill him for you." Yosano greeted as he took the bags from Kunikida at Atsushi.

Naomi and Tanizaki blinked while Ranpo hops like a child towards you and wave. "Congratulations, about the baby." he smiles and you chuckled, of course, he would know. "Thanks.." everybody was just looking at you and Dazai with a confused look before the President comes out of his office and gave you a warm smile.

"So, Dazai decided to introduce you formally to the gang huh? Congratulations for your first baby."

Dazai sighed and he let go of your hand to clap and get everyone's attention, though it's a little pointless considering everyone's eyes are on you.

"This YN, my wife and she's bearing my child. I have been married for years, I didn't want to reveal her existence, because of the danger we encounter on day to day basis, but Atsushi and Kunikida-kun spied on us and that led us to this big wife reveal moment. I'm sorry, it's not like I don't trust you all, I just want to keep her safe."

"Hi, he's told me a lot about all of you. Thanks for tolerating my husband's chaotic nature."

Naomi squealed and ran towards you, "Oh my gosh! You are so pretty! Is the baby coming out soon? Will you bring him or her here?" she asks continuosly and the President cleared his throat.

"Let her sit first." he ordered and everyone settled despite of the fact that they couldn't calm down after hearing this revelation.

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After handing out the foods you bought for everyone, you sat beside Dazai and placed your hand in his thigh. "Do you want me to feed you, love?" Dazai smiled and shook his head, "I should be the one taking more care of you, you're pregnant." he said as he pinch your cheeks lightly.

Everyone was watching this interaction, and they immediately knew why Dazai Osamu fell in love with you and why he didn't want to endanger your life by introducing you to them. You were so gentle yet brave, your voice is sweet and the way you take care of everyone even just after a day of meeting them just makes them feel the need to protect you from any harm that would go along your way.

"You can expect us to protect this secret and protect YN, Dazai." Kunikida said as he tap Dazai's back. Dazai excused himself from the crowd and let the young members stay with you, Kunikida follows to talk to him and reassure him that you are a part of this family now too and by that they mean they will also risk their own lives to protect you.

"I know," Dazai smiled and Kunikida still had to remind himself that Dazai can really smile genuinely. "I bet you're thrilled to know my secret life weren't you, Kunikida-kun?" he teased and the man's ears reddened out of anger.

"Bastard! You never change, asshole!"

Dazai smiled at that, yeah, he's not just used to the serious affection stuffs unless it's you but he appreciates and teasing was just his way of expressing his gratitude.\

He felt at ease, honestly, he knew they won't let him down, never.

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im-overstimulated-and-im-sad · 4 months

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With Friends Like These - thoughts

This is late in the rewatch week, but I watched these today and when I watched this one I was on my computer already and I got the rambles- have some of my unabridged, unhinged thoughts on this episode:

This is going to sound real dumb, but I forgot before doing the rewatch how call-oriented the first season was… like in the fourth season obviously they still go on calls, but they start the episode like this is what we’re doing in our off hours!

Oh the awkwardness of running into someone you knew a long time ago;

Although the one way to make this worse; when someone recognizes you and you either A) think they look vaguely familiar but it’s clear they remember you much more than you remember them, or B) when you see someone and you know exactly where you know them from… but can’t think of their fucking name (seriously is there a graceful way to say, I remember you, but also, I can’t think of your name?)

If you didn’t have a fear of big trucks passing you on the road — like I always feel like I am going the speed limit the car is old but we are TRYING and they still pass me-

Those big trucks are so scary-

Oh Carlos is so sweet and so good at his job… and has such a comforting voice… (is this all we see of Carlos in this episode? I don’t actually remember. We’ll find out).

Coming back after I finished this episode- this WAS the only scene we got for Carlos!

Not near enough of Carlos in this episode-

Am I a terrible person if I say I wish this was Tommy?

Also it’s weird in this first season where Nancy (and Tim) are there and just never… talk.

Genuinely curious — does everyone just… know their blood type?

Like fictional characters always know this and I would have literally no idea; is this something real people know about themselves??

“Don’t you have any friends, Probie?” Oh Marjan-

Ngl, TK looks really good in his track pants…

Although that man is physically incapable of having a backpack and not looking like he’s in first grade.

Oh Paul would be so much fun at a card game.

Like someone brings him and is like “oh he’s not playing, he’s just waiting for a ride” and Paul is watching everybody and just texting the person he’s sitting next to, “okay so his tell is this, and when this guy is bluffing he—”

Judd does NOT want Owen joining in these reindeer games.

Judd, if Tommy were here, she’d say, “trust those instincts, Juddy”.

Like I don’t want to not like Michelle, but going back and watching these, it’s like, I wish Tommy were here-

Like I’m glad Carlos has someone to talk to but still-

Grace looks AMAZING-

And she also is surprised Owen is here to play reindeer games-

Because Judd didn’t mention Billy Tyson is coming over, and Billy sucks.

(Okay maybe he doesn’t say that but seriously. Billy sucks so much. I was nervously hovering during season four, waiting for Billy Tyson to pop out from behind some furniture and be his awful awful self).

Owen, baby, sshh, stop trying to counsel men who don’t love their hair as much as you.

Also I know the point is for Owen and Billy Tyson to snipe at each other — and they’re truly doing a great job — but also, who are these other people?

This always bothers me in scenes like this, like introduce them! Judd! Please tell me about your homies!

The captions say this woman’s name is Yvette; who is she? Is she someone’s mom? (Cause that would actually be adorable, if she was a mom of one of the fallen 126 and Judd invited her).

But also — am I a terrible person for assuming she could ONLY be someone’s mom?

But then who is she?

(None of this matters. But the part I remember from this episode is this part; and you can probably tell, I absolutely cannot stand Billy Tyson).

And nothing against the actor — he was in a handful of Gilmore Girls episodes.

Sans mustache.

Back to what’s actually happening; Judd is looking TENSE during the back and forth.

I saw this mentioned in a post that Marjan literally never touches the smoothie Owen made her and now that I’ve seen it there, I cannot unsee it here.

Marjan would definitely harp on it if she missed one point until it was changed and I love that about her-

(Like this woman is goals. I wish I could stand up for myself in any capacity like this).

Also I’m not proud of how much it made me giggle when Owen said “they have to let him take it orally”.

Yes, I know he meant the test.

Okay, small tangent (such a lie. This post is one unhinged tangent. If you’re still with me, having a nutritional albeit disgusting smoothie on me).

How does firefightering school work anyway?

It definitely seems like it varies state by state — like cause is Mateo only twenty years old here? (Going off of in season four Mateo burned down the school when he was thirteen and Owen says it was ten years ago)

Because also, if Mateo hasn’t graduated the academy, how is he allowed to be there?

Like wouldn’t it go fire cadet, then probie, then firefighter?

And in New York; their fire academy somehow takes two years, and then you’re a probie, then they can’t hire you until you’re 21 — and I still haven’t figured out if you can be a probie before they officially hire you?!

Can anyone explain this?

Anyways- this shows the dynamic of Judd is the oldest brother, than Marjan, than Paul, then, TK, then Mateo would be the youngest brother…

Like no one is going to say no to big sister Marjan!

“Because with that drawl, you read the slowest”. Well, she’s not wrong…

The end of TK with the book is so cute and I don’t know why, but it is.

Billy Tyson is there… because Owen invited him.

Like everyone can see this won’t end well, showing Billy everything — like Owen is GLEEFUL.

STOP IT OWEN. THIS GUY IS BAD NEWS.

YOU DON’T WANT TO GET MIXED UP WITH THE LIKES OF HIM.

OR HIS STUPID MUSTACHE.

Oh those little girls are so cute.

This is a stupid question — are hackles a real thing?

Like what part of the dog are they? (alternative title; I’m sorry I am an idiot lol).

“He loves them. And Cesar Millan”. Other things I didn’t know, that Dog Whisperer is in fact a thing —that reference does make sense here

The little girl telling TK, “you know you have really big muscles?” And Marjan answering, “trust me, he knows” Bahahaa

Oh the impalement part is icky — but that is a very good dog.

“Sir, you should look away for this”. I appreciate that warning.

Owen practicing golfing so he can out-golf Billy later — Owen why is this a person you want to hang out with?

Like I may have bagged on Michelle before, but Owen, god listen to this woman!

“Good god, how many of these are there?” Oh Judd…

Love when Mateo gives the answer to Paul he couldn’t come up with later; attaboy probie!

I simultaneously love all the S1 workout scenes and am mad that we don’t get any later on —

Like give us a Tarlos works out together scene, ya cowards!

I have to think about that scene for a moment…

Oh the possibilities…

I’m back —

The scene where they wake Mateo up to quiz him is kind of adorable—

And I love Mateo’s studying by listening montage.

I do not know enough about golf to know who is out-golfing who.

Oh, Owen’s about to do something so dumb.

Mateo, you need a hug so bad—

Marjan definitely didn’t know what is riding on this for Mateo.

Did Owen know this??

I suspect he might because he asked Marjan to help but I wonder-

“Soon you’re gonna die anyway. Everybody will”. I like this speech a lot—

And Marjan, I feel you freely admitting you don’t know about the Star Wars references.

“I just didn’t know it’d be chunky”. Not something you often think about ashes, I gotta admit.

Also I sound like a broken record, but three calls an episode!

Did any season four episode even have two?

(They all did and this is more common than I think is probably the right answer lol).

We get to see Grace!

Like there is truly nothing you can put in front of this woman that she can’t handle.

*Sigh* I knew this was coming, and it still irks me (well more than irks lol)

Like I love Owen — he is deeply flawed buy deeply caring character who doesn’t deserve the hate he gets, and I thought this before season four which was a much better season for Owen than season three—

Had to say all of this before I got this out —

Because DAVY CROCKETT DIED FOR OUR SINS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING OWEN!

YOU IMBECILE!

WHY OH WHY, OF ALL THINGS HOLY, WOULD YOU TELL THIS MAN ABOUT THE DAMN CANCER!!!!

Oh I should stop shouting? I can do that—

But seriously, why Owen!

You don’t tell TK, your child, the entire reason you have for being in Texas, that you have cancer. No, you let him figure it out.

But a virtual stranger — who has reason to dislike you — you just tell him that rather than say, “No, I don’t like cigars?”

Other things Owen could have said rather than “I have cancer”

“Well, maybe the other patrons of this swanky club would rather you not, Billy, and they pay a lot of money to come here to not inhale that shit”.

“Well Billy, if you’ve beat cancer, shouldn’t you have your whole life ahead of you?”

“Well Billy, I was watching that 70s show and someone on there referred to cigars as like “smoking a dirty sock only easier” and doggone, I agree”.

All of this would have been preferable to ‘I have cancer’. Owen.

You stupid, stupid man.

I do not love seeing grownups be mean to Mateo; this is like Captain Grumpy at the end of season two.

But Mateo lights up when he gets out and they’re all there waiting for him.

“Some of us will be drinking mineral water either way”. This is so weirdly specific and something I did not know was a thing until I started watching this show, and I also don’t drink anything hard.

Like the bar scene made me curious; if they specifically order mineral water, will places just have that on hand??

I do love that Mateo telling his sucky old captain that they’d all be dead soon, to the confusion of everyone else.

He got a 92!

Aww Owen tells Mateo he’s proud of him <3

TK knows something’s up and is worried about his dad :’(

Gonna say it one more time—

Oh, Owen.

You idiot.

Also this is why I can’t stand Billy Tyson, he is literally just there to be a mustache twirling villain — like this man could have literally tied Owen to train tracks and it would have felt the same as this.

He literally says this ain’t personal and follows it up with “but I’m taking your job and either firing or hazing/harassing every single person on your team until they quit”.

I do love that Owen is prepared to fight for his team… but

Oh I just hate Billy Tyson so, so much.

Also wow is this long and unhinged- thank you for reading my many incoherent thoughts!

Now I am up to tell my cat yes, she already had wet food today that's why her dish is empty.

#911 lone star #911 lone star rewatch 2024 #with friends like these #owen strand #judd ryder #billy tyson #who sucks so much lol

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Unattainable Part VI (Eddie X Theater Girl)

Ok! So begins the smut! This actually hit a cord with me because I can not tell you how many times in the past I tried to be intimate with a someone and I heard my moms voice in my head degrading me. I wish I had had an Eddie to be patient with me <3

Warnings: Theater girl has an internal struggle regarding her trauma. Lots of anxieties this one. Adorable, concerned Eddie. Smoking. Fingering (F receiving).

Word Count: 1703

“Do you want to smoke with me before we eat and watch the movie?” Eddie asks clanging his little black metal lunch box shut.

“Sure. It’s been a while so you’re going to have to be patient with me.” His eyes narrow playfully in my directly as he sits back down on the bed and rolls the joint.

“Look at you.” He says in a high pitch voice. “Miss actress, all As over here smokes to. My lady, you never fail to surprise me. Who do you buy from because I know it’s not me.”

Dramatically, I reach up, grasping my chest in fake shock. “My knight in shining armor! You don’t already know? I thought you were following me around?”

“Yeah, yeah. Obviously, not that closely.”

I let out a slightly breathy giggle. “It’s seriously been a while. I’ve never actually bought any for myself. The theater kids are kind of a rowdy bunch after a good performance. We used to all hang out and smoke but this past year usually I just go home after the show is over.”

Eddie passes the joint to me lighting the end as I inhale. “Why is that?” He asks. I pass it back to him and lay back resting my head on his pillow. I look up at him, patting beside me motioning for him to lay. He crawls up the bed, pausing to open the window a bit before he lays flat on his back next to me.

“I don’t know. Junior year was a bit harder for me, maybe. My dad found out my stepmom was pregnant which made my mom upset. She started drinking more which means she was yelling more and being a bit more ruthless than normal. I guess I just didn’t want to have to pretend to be happy and social.”

I can feel him watching me as I talk so I turn my head to meet his gaze giving him a half smile.

“That must have been extremely hard.” He finally says after a long pause. “I wish I had known or even had the guts to talk to you. Let you know you had someone in your corner.”

I rolled over, then, moving my body so I pressed against his side. Wrapping my arm around his waist I hugged him to me. Safe. You are safe here. My head is resting on his chest and I feel his hand come up play with my hair. We laid like that for a while just smoking and talking. He told me about his family, his dad, and how he ended up living with his uncle. I told him about my parents divorce and my dad leaving. After the joint burned out and the conversation subsided, we just laid there intertwined together. Is this happiness? I really like it. Please let me keep this.

“Are you hungry?” he quietly asks. “I’d make you something but it would probably kill you and I’ve grown kind of fond of you.”

Leaning up on my elbow, I smile against his lips as I kiss him. “I kind of like you to. I am starving actually.”

“Good. Let’s order some fooooood!” Eddie shouts as he reaches for the phonebook.

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We decided on some Chinese food and A Nightmare on Elm Street as our movie for the evening.

“They are making a third one you know. Dokken is supposedly working on a song for it. I’m excited.” Eddie grins ecstatically as he reaches over to place his drink on the table beside his bed. He was currently lying flat on his back with one of his arms behind a pillow propping up his head. I was sitting on the other side of him with my back to the wall and my legs resting over his stomach. His other arm casually rested over them with his hand occasionally rubbing my socked foot or jeaned leg. While he was watching the movie, I was watching his hand. I could feel myself having an internal battle with that negative voice inside my head.

Why won’t his hand go higher? I really want it to. Maybe I should initiate first? Oh sure. Go ahead, slut. I’m not a slut. I care about Eddie a lot. So did our mother but dad left anyway didn’t he? He’s not like that but what if I’m like her. I’d die if I ever hurt him. You can’t help it. Never forget. YOU’RE the problem. NO, I’M NOT!

“Do you want to watch another one? Or if you want, I can take you home. It’s still early. Well for me anyway.”, he chuckles. I had been so caught up in my thoughts I didn’t realize the movie had ended and Eddie’s attention was now focused solely on me.

“Can we try something?” My question comes out a bit more forcibly than I meant it to.

“Yes?” he responds cautiously his eyes scanning me with concern.

Pulling my legs up, I turn around so we’re side by side with my back flat against the mattress. I reach over and grab his arm pulling him up slightly so he’s resting on his other elbow, face looking down at mine. Using both my hands I pull him down towards me pressing my lips to his. He’s thrown off a bit but he slowly starts responding to my kisses. I open my mouth slightly inviting his tongue entry and he obliges. His free hand glides down till it’s resting on my lower back twisting waist to meet his. My entire body is tingling with excited energy but I notice quickly that my head is silent. You’re safe here.

Removing my hands from his face, I reach for the firm hand on my back and delicately rest his fingers on the top button of my blue jeans. His lips pull away, his face inches from mine. Eddie quickly scans my face again. “Can we, um, try something?” My tone is much lower but slightly more breathy.

Eddie doesn’t verbally respond. Instead, he looks down at my hips as he unbuttons my jeans, pulling down the zipper as well. His hand comes down to rest on my stomach just above my panty line. His eyes look up to meet mine and I can see they a mixed with a combination of concern for me and pleasure of the moment.

“If at ANY time you want me to stop just say the word…”

I stare into his soft brown eyes as I reach for the top of his hand on my stomach and guide it between my legs. The first initial touch of his fingers makes my breathing uneven. I gently push them between the folds brushing them against my clit. Closing my eyes, I throw my head back, and moan. Immediately, I feel his warm breath on my neck as he starts tenderly sucking leaving a trail along my skin.

I slide my hand from his and glide up his arm till it’s on his cheek again pulling him to my lips. His own makes slow circles around my bud still slightly testing the waters. I start moving my hips against his finger as I moan against his lips hoping that’s enough of a signal to let him know I’m ok. Eddie gets the message, sliding his middle finger towards my entrance pushing all the way in.

I gasp in pleasure at the feeling. “Oh my god, Eddie.”, turning my head into the nook between his neck and shoulder.

He nudges my head delicately with his shoulder out of its resting place. His mouth makes its way up my cheek, hovering just above my lips. “Yeah? Does it feel good?”

“Yes” I hum leaning in to catch his lips with mine.

Eddie pulls away from me slightly and smiles. “Good. I want you to feel good,” he slides another finger in me and begins pumping them into my cunt at a faster pace. “You deserve to feel good.”

Feeling myself about to reach the breaking point, I close my eyes, reaching up to grab the lower half of his arm.

I feel his forehead press to mine. “Hey”, he whispers,” Look at me.” I slowly flutter them open to met with his own. He shifts a little more on his side and adjusts his arm so it’s no longer bent at the elbow. His palm points downward causing his fingers to pump deeper into me. He maneuvers with purpose, thrusting them into me as quickly as he can.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me.”

I feel the coil snap as I fall over the edge. I reach down between my legs over my jean and grab his hand as he continues fingering me through my orgasm. My body trembles as I move up to grab his wrist.

“Ok. Ok. Please.”

My eyes squeeze shut as I lean back on his pillow trying to catch my breath. Eddie’s removes his hand and I hear the zipper on my jeans being pulled up. After he tenderly buttons them closed, I feel his hand slide up my body till it’s resting on my cheek. His thumb runs along my bottom lip. When I open my eyes, I see him peering down at me with that adorable smirk.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

I playfully push his shoulder and smile up at him. “Stop. You’re going to make me throw up.”

His grin gets wider as lays flat on his side facing me. His right arm slides behind my neck and he slings his left over my stomach. He pulls my body to his till his nose meets my cheek.

“I’m serious.”, Eddie whispers, “I didn’t think it was possible for you to get any more beautiful than you already are but then I watched you cum just now.” My head turns to face his as he continues. “The way you moan. The way your body moves. Even the way you say my name. Damn.” He lets out a soft moan of his own.

I roll over and wrap my arms under his. “Thank you. For being so patient with me.”

“Of course, my lady.”

Safe. You. Are. Safe.

#eddie munson #eddie fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #joseph quinn #stranger things #fan fiction #joseph quinn smut

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titlemewickedwonderland · 2 years

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Thin White Line (Part 4)

Summary: Y/N Harrington and Billy Hargrove are the most unlikely of best friends. Each harbors feelings for the other that neither of them wishes to tell the other. Only, the longer they spend together the longer the thin white line of friendship seems to disappear.

Pairing: Harrington!Y/N x Billy Hargrove.

Warnings: language and mention of past abuse

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"Frustrating! That's what it fucking is Eds! Fucking frustrating; like what the fuck was I supposed to say?!" I flop on top of Eddie's bed with a yell of frustration into his pillow before turning my head so I didn't suffocate myself in the fabric.

The sound of the metal head rummaging around his dresser drawers as he spoke made me look over my shoulder at the long-haired senior as he grabbed his pre-rolled joint and a pack of Marlboro that I favored since I feel up to getting high with him right now; he knew me so well that he knew weed wouldn't calm this sort of meltdown. Eddie turned lazily and reached out to hit play on his record player as he passed by allowing Metallica to grace his bedroom with the rifts of their guitars.

"You could tell him the truth," he commented as he flopped back onto the bed beside me making me bounce before he tossed the pack of cigs beside me.

Rolling my eyes I turned my body so that I was leaning against the headboard shoulder to shoulder with the man before I grabbed the cigarettes; plucking one from the carton and allowing Eddie the light it for me before lighting his own.

"He already knows the truth, Eddie. I was drunk off my ass and don't remember shit!" I finally reply through a cloud of smoke as I exhale and wave the stick around between my fingers; my smoke mixing it with the deep herbal stench of the rolled joint he was smoking.

"Nah Darlin, I'm talking about telling him the truth about liking the man. Don't see what you do to swoon over him but to each their own, I guess. We wouldn't have been friends if we judged each other on tastes now would we?" he gave me a cheeky little smile making me scoff and roll my eyes allowing my head to thunk sideways into his lanky shoulder but that only helped hide the little grin on my lips.

"I can't tell him, Eddie. Cause if I tell him he'll seriously be done with me. Like….the past two years meant fucking nothing sort of done with me." I finally replied as I take a drag feeling my chest tighten at the idea. "Frankly, I dunno if I'm ready to say goodbye."

"So cynical." Eddie tapped my thigh. "You don't give yourself enough credit sweets. If he truly gives up because of one small mistake-"

"We fucked Eddie. Billy and I fucked. That I would consider is a big mistake." I interrupt but he only shot me a look down his nose as he continued as if I hadn't interrupted him.

"All I'm saying is it might not be such a bad thing yall bumped uglies. Might finally force you to stop playing this cat and mouse shit and fess up the fact that you like each other." he shrugged making my head bobble on his shoulder.

I pursed my lips; biting at the inside of my cheek as I thoughtfully mulled it over. See, everything seemed so natural and simple when I sit here talking to Eddie. Maybe that's why I like going to him whenever I have a melt-down crisis that Steve or Nancy just possibly wouldn't be able to help me sort. Also helps that Eddie likes to stay out of my business and only watch from the outside which gives really good advice which shocks people half the time because no one considers Eddie to me a sentimental or someone who gives good advice. Maybe I'm just special.

Turning to my side I peer up at him through droopy lids as I comment softly. "And what if he kicks me to the curb." there was much doubt in my voice and whatever Eddie saw in my face when he looked down at me made the man give me one of his rarest heart-stopping smiles before reaching over to pet my hair.

"Well if he kicks you to the curb, you know you'll always be welcome to fall back on me," he replied warmly.

We sat like that for the next few hours. Allowing the toxins of the things we smoked to fog out brains and cool our motors for a while. I needed this; even if I wasn't getting high off of weed like Eddie. I needed this time away from the good life and away from what I was familiar with to just look at everything from a different perspective. There were so many ifs and buts that could go right and wrong in this situation but Eddie was right. I wouldn't know what Billy really thought unless I fessed up and talked to him. It wouldn't be easy by a long shot and it wasn't just because the man ignored my presence at school for the past week. Even Steve was acting like a normal brother all concerned and the like whenever he'd notice how withdrawn I had been that week. Well, a lot is more withdrawn than my usual behavior. Nancy tried that 'girl talk' to try and get information out of me but she was unsuccessful mostly because I just ditched her altogether in favor of being alone. Locking myself in my room at home and refused to answer anyone who knocked. That was until I decided I needed advice from my good old pal Eddie. Thank god for him. Dunno what I'd do without that man.

Eddie dropped me off at my place later that evening. The first stars were just scattered along the horizon when I headed up to my front door. Inside the lights were on and Steve's car was parked in the drive. Our parents were out on another trip or another which just left me and Steve to our own devices. On any normal day like this he and I might pick up a movie from the FV that he worked at to watch for tonight but when I walked inside I saw him and Nancy cuddling on the sofa already busy watching a movie; well I mean they would have been if they were glued to each other's faces like some sucker fishes. My nose crinkled in disgust as I stood in the doorway staring at them in silence when they stared right back at me wide-eyed and a little flustered realizing they got caught. Steve was the first to rise from the sofa while trying to fix his messed-up hair.

"H-hey Y/N! We didn't know you were gonna be home. Err did you want some pizza we ordered some earlier and there should be some left in the kitchen."

I just stood there staring between them until they shifted awkwardly. Glad to see that they were uncomfortable I allowed a small smile to grace my face and I shook my head. "Nah, I'm good thanks though. Eddie and I grabbed some grub on the way home." I replied before moving up the stairs to give them privacy.

I could hear their hushed voices from downstairs as I closed my door and leaned up against it with a heavy sigh. Rubbing a tired hand over my face and stared into the depth of my room. I knew I couldn't go around pretending everything was fine. I tried doing this earlier and it just felt so wrong. I was never good at make-believe. I planned on just going to bed and was just about to slide in after changing into some loose-fitted shorts and a matching top when my phone rang on my nightstand. I jumped staring at it like a girl from some horror flick before I snatched up the receiver.

"Yeah. I mean hello?" I replied frazzled into the line.

"My house, we gotta talk." Billy? what the fuck was Billy doing calling me? He never called me. Hell, we barely ever talked on the phone.

At first, I thought it was because of what happened; us sleeping together part. But then again it could always be something to do with his dad. He'd come to find me in person usually if he and his dad got into another fight so it was weird that he was calling. Especially paired with the fact that the boy had been ignoring me at school, outright avoiding me anytime we were in eyesight of each other.

"Err well I'm sort of in my pajamas right now and was about to turn in early-" I began but his voice a little harsher down on the other line made me tremble in an anxious manner

"Now Harrington!" he barked before the line went dead.

Feeling apprehension I carefully put down the receiver before staring at my walls a moment as if whatever I needed to find was going to be right there. But of course, it wasn't and I forced myself to climb from my bed in order to dress in an oversized T-shirt and some jeans. I quickly snagged Steve's keys for the car on my way out; being careful not to be seen or caught which wasn't too hard since the pair were making out again. Let's just say I'm going to be highly disturbed for a while after hearing my brother moaning like some teenage boy at whatever the hell Nancy was doing to him. The drive to the Hargrove home wasn't too far but far enough that I didn't want to be walking home alone so I was glad that I managed to grab Steve's car for a bit. I pulled up to the curb by the mailbox and got out. The house itself was dark except for one room which I think was Billy's. His dad's car wasn't in the drive thank god; that would have been an awkward encounter. It took me a good minute just standing at his front door before I had the courage to knock and when I did it didn't take long for the door to swing open. The sight in front of me made me gasp. Even in the dim light of the street lamps couldn't hide the mess his face looked even in the shadows. He didn't say anything as he grabbed my upper arm and dragged me inside the darkness of the house before the slam of the door shut us inside the pitch blackness of the living room.

I didn't know if I should say something or what I should do so I just stood there listening to nothing but Billy's heavy breaths. Was he mad at me? I mean, he had to be if he called me out here after ignoring me all weak. But I wanted to ask him about his face. Why it looked like he'd taken a beating. A part of me felt queasy to my stomach at the thought of what the cause could have been. Was it his dad? Yeah, I knew about his dad. Kinda hard not to put the pieces together over the years. Mr. Hargrove always carried that aura of temper about him even when he was pretending to be a gracious host. The hot touch of Billy's hand slipping into mine startled me as he pulled me deeper inside the house towards his room where the light was coming from and I could see the tension of his back and shoulders as he led me further into the light. When he turned my hand flew to my mouth to muffle the noise that came from my throat. He looked fucking awful! The gash along his cheekbone was fresh and he had a split lip too. A bruise around his eye was healing; my guess was about a week old since it was so discolored in pale yellow and green. His face looked so haggard and tired-looking evening beneath all that damage; he looked like he hadn't been sleeping recently. Not at all the put-together cocky bastard, I was used to seeing at school. Was this what he was hiding the past week from me?

"How…what?" I stammered reaching toward his face. I was staring so hard at his injuries that I didn't notice the way his face seemed to just melt into my touch as if relieved at my presence.

"My old man." he shrugged almost as if it didn't matter. But it did. Oh, fuck it did! It mattered to me. I'd seen what his father could do but in the state Billy was in I'd never seen Mr. Hargrove lash out that much.

"Billy…I'm sorry…why? What caused this?" I traced his cheek right below the gash on his face and his hands came up to grasp at my wrists as his red-rimmed blue eyes stared into my own

"You Y/N. You caused this."

#billy hargrove #billy stranger things #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things #angst

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