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yanderenightmare · 2 months

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TW: NSFW, noncon, yandere, stalking

gn reader

There’s something very off about your roommate… something eerie that makes you keep your distance.

You can’t describe exactly what it was about the boy except that you felt it from the second you shook his hand. The way he introduced himself… you don’t know… you had this unshakable feeling as though he already knew you from somewhere.

It’s a weird thought to have of someone you’d only just met. You knew you were probably just being paranoid. It was your first time sharing your space with someone other than family, so it might very well just have been you being apprehensive.

Not that you’d ever let it show, though. You didn’t want things between the two of you to be awkward when you’d be living together for the next three years of getting your degree.

You just needed to get used to him, is what you told yourself.

So you laughed at his jokes and listened to his brags with a polite smile as though nothing was wrong, even when he continued being strange.

For starters, he had almost nothing to unpack – as though he only planned to stay about a month or two. Everything seemed newly bought as well – unused and sterile, like a movie set.

You don’t know… maybe he was a minimalist even though he didn’t seem the type.

It shouldn't really have made your skin crawl the way it did. But whether it made sense or not, you couldn’t shake the discomfort – walking around in a constant wariness of him.

Everything about him seemed like a half-assed theatre act.

You’d see him in the lecture hall, walking from here to there, buying strawberry milk from the vending machines. His textbooks remained piled on his desk in your shared dorm room – but you’d never seen any one of them open. And when curiosity and suspicion made you flip up one of his notebooks, you found it was all blank except for a few shitty doodles on the first page. You never see him cram for exams or writing any papers. You don’t think you’ve ever even seen him pull a laptop out of his bag.

It’s like he isn't a student at all…

And something about the rest of his performance just rubs you the wrong way.

It’s as though he’s practiced all his facial expressions in the mirror – as though he’s studied social cues and body language in a human behavior manual instead of having learned them naturally. It makes you uneasy – how his smile is always a bit too wide and a bit too stiff to be genuine and how all his words are like dialogue off a script.

Somehow, it feels as though he’s wearing a second skin – hiding something… something that’s not quite right on the inside.

It grosses you out when he tries flirting with you. But you do your best to hide it. Brushing him off by changing the topic, inviting other friends when he asks to eat lunch together, laughing off his attempts as though he’s making jokes – always excusing yourself when you end up alone with him for too long.

You try to avoid him as much as you can. Pretending to study when you’re in the dorm together – and otherwise going to bed early.

He tells you he’ll see you at the party later when you leave to pregame with some friends. You can only muster a smile and a curt “Sure.” before leaving.

As for seeing each other later – you hope you don’t.

But of course you do. You can’t seem to escape him. Everywhere you go, he follows.

It doesn’t help that all your friends think he’s so hot, immediately calling him over, gushing over him as though he’s some type of celebrity. They don’t understand your reservation – if they were you, they’d have fucked him the first night of moving in together.

It’s not like you don’t find him attractive as well. You admit he is ridiculously handsome, and if the circumstances were different, you’d say you lucked out being assigned the same dorm room as him.

But as it were – he gives you the same feeling as spotting a spider.

He’s got his arm slung around your shoulder as the two of you walk back together.

He had a little bit too much to drink… And despite your thoughts about him, even you didn’t have the heart to say no when he was practically hanging off of you – cheeks dusted pink with his mothlike lashes droopy, drunkenly mumbling while blinking up at you with those awfully bright eyes, asking you to take him home and tuck him in.

“Ugh...” You sigh.

It’s a struggle carrying the nearly two-meter-tall boy, almost having to drag him down the hallway before stopping short at your door. He’s drooling on your shoulder with murmurs of sleep as you search for the key – not exactly sober yourself.

When inside, his bigger body presses you against the closed door – his face buried in the grove of your neck with slurred words.

“Dude.” You state with a grimace – as if saying his name was too much of a burden – sighing as you haul him off with the same exasperation of a parent putting an unruly child to bed.

Ducking beneath his arm, you leave him kissing the door – thinking to yourself how you really should put him to bed before he can embarrass himself any further.

You open your mouth to tell him when his temper finally makes him grab your arm a little harder than intended.

“This isn't how this is supposed to go.”

You flinch instinctively, and his grip tightens in return. “Hey?”

You can’t see his face with the way he’s got his head bowed. But you don’t like the snuff growl that passes under his breath as he utters the next words.

“Why are you so difficult?”

You do more than flinch this time, yanking yourself out of his harsh grip before he can apologize for it – taking on a deliberate offensive stance.

With your feet squared and your hands up to keep him at a distance, you look ready to try fending him off.

Something about it seems premeditated – something in the wary way you eye him. You don’t even look all that surprised – as if you had suspected this side of him existed all along and had only been waiting for it to surface.

Oddly, t feels like something you’ve kept secret from him – as though you’ve acted comfortable all this time when, in reality, you’ve been clutching your mental pearls.

He realizes then why you haven’t returned his affection – why all you’ve ever given him is cold-hearted rejection…

Of course. It’s obvious now – so obvious it’s funny. Even though he’s been the one parading around like someone else, it feels as though you’ve been doing the exact same thing around him – hiding your discomfort behind a sweet smile – hiding it so well that not even his keen eyes have picked up on it…

But it’s clear now….

You’ve both been playing a game of pretend – just a pair of perfect strangers – who've now shared their hand. Leaving you both feeling naked – raw out in the cold – just waiting for the next move.

“I guess the gig is up, huh?” He rasps, fingers twitching at his sides – looking ready to pounce.

You couldn’t defend why you'd kept the pepper spray in the drawer of your nightstand – but you were glad you had. Rushing for it, hands shaking as you pulled the handle and grabbed the bottle – twisting around and spraying it right in the face of your roommate.

He cries out from the attack, clutching his face with both hands – staggering back with a series of gruff curse words.

Still, he guards the door – preventing your escape.

The groaning turns to croaks instead, and you think he might be crying. It’s tough to see through the hands covering his eyes – but when he looks back up again, despite the red burns left by your pepper spray on his puffy teary cheeks, he’s got a smile on his face.

He’s not crying – he’s laughing – as the hand covering his face slowly drags down the crazed expression – over crazed eyes, bloodshot and wet, staring at you through the gaps between his fingers.

The look alone is enough to give you goosebumps.

But when you try to make a run for it, he grabs you again – and this time, you’re not able to shake him off. It feels as though the tight grip splinters your skin as he pulls you back – shoving you down against your bed.

“Can’t say it hasn’t been fun, roomie. But I’m not completely satisfied yet.”

He’s on top of you before you get a kick in – pinning your wrists above your head as he leans over you – bright eyes gleaming with that sickness you’d almost convinced yourself you’d been imagining. You opt to shout, but he’s soon got his other hand clasped tight over the bottom half of your face before you get a sound out.

“You were supposed to fall in love with me, you know?” His voice is airy as though he’s confessing – but also on the brink of laughter as though he’s telling a joke in class. “That’s how it goes in the movies.”

You swallow beneath his hand – eyes peeled, heart beating so hard it hurts.

His eyes wander – roaming your neck and chest. It’s awfully quiet before he speaks again. “But I suppose we can act out a different plot line...”

You whimper at his suggestive tone – already feeling the weight of his intentions bearing down on you, crushing you free of air.

“I like romcoms, but horror stories have their charm, too...”

You shudder beneath the warmth of his breath, screaming into his palm once his warm lips mouth your throat, sucking on the tender skin with tongue and teeth in between words.

“An unfortunate college student finds themself moving into the same dorm as their unhinged stalker…”

There’s a thrill in his tone – something crazed and terrifying as he goes on.

“The two play a psychological game of endurance, trying to balance college and privacy while sharing the same space...”

Something hard and gross steadily ruts against your thigh. His voice gets thicker – breath hotter on your neck. The kisses turn sloppy. Tears burn your cheeks.

“Everything seems to lead up to a party held before Spring break, a fateful night on which their endurance finally runs out.”

He groans, and you sob.

“A rejected kiss, a can of pepper spray, a shared bed. What happens next?”

JJK – Gojo, Yuta

BNHA – Hawks, Denki, Kirishima

HQ – Miya twins

CSM – Yoshida

BLLK - Nagi

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gh0stsp1d3r · 2 months

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rafe getting so jealous that boys were staring at you at a party he bends you over and fucks you then and there

ℳ𝓎 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

literally blushing 😵‍💫 I made this based on a p0rn link I saw 😽

Warnings: smut, mdni, 18+, oral (fem!receiving), overstimulation, p in v, not proofread

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If he eye-fucked you from afar one more time, Rafe was going to fuck this kid up. He stared at the boy, he was probably no older than 17.

If he went to jail for beating up a minor, so be it.

Rafe was sitting on the couch, his arms spread and so were his legs. He huffed the smoke from his joint out, eyes landing directly back on you.

Barry and Topper were next to him, talking. But Rafe wasn’t listening to them. You looked at him with a smile.

He gave a lazy and small smile back when you looked at him. He then looked around the party some more, seeing the same boy that was checking you out earlier closer now.

Now there seemed to be more guys checking you out, he noticed when he looked closer.

“Rafe? Rafe?” His friends repeated, snapping him out of his trance. He cleared his throat, looking at them now.

“What’s up?”

“We were asking if you know Lance.” Topper said, pointing to a blonde haired boy. Rafe shook his head.

Topper and Barry gave glances to each other. “Why?”

“Cause, he was asking us about your girl.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “What?”

“He’s my neighbor. Asked us if we knew her.”

Rafe sighed, his jaw ticking as he looked back at you, and the men that had their predatory gazes on you as well.

Topper held his hands up in mock defense, and leaned away from Rafe, knowing how he was when he was mad. Taking one last hit, Rafe gave the joint to Barry who furrowed an eyebrow.

Rafe stood up, shoving his way past the dancers and to you. He grabbed your wrist, you whipped around and looked at him, confused.

“What’s wrong?”

He didn’t say anything as he picked you up, making you yelp as your friends laughed. “Rafe.” You whined in his ear when he threw you over his shoulder, he had a smirk on his face when he finally got into the bedroom, glanced back and saw the shocked face of one of the guys, who was whispering to the others.

He shut the door, threw you onto the bed, and locked the door.

“Rafe, what’s wrong?” You asked him, a hand coming up to his chest when he got on the bed and began to kiss you.

“You’re mine.” Was all he mumbled. As if you didn’t know that already.

“Baby-“ you were cut off with a moan when he started to suck the skin on your neck, your hand held the back on his neck as he bit down.

“Saw all those men lookin’ at you, flirting with you.” He grumbled out in between his attack on your neck.

“What?”

He didn’t answer, just took his lips off your neck, his hands reaching for his shirt, then yours. He unclipped your bra swiftly and easily, throwing it onto the floor.

He let out a quiet groan when he saw your underwear, matching with the bra now thrown onto the floor. You were soaked, he thought when he moved your panties to the side, not wanting to take off your precious skirt.

“Fuck.” He mumbled, running a finger through your folds, the cold metal of his ring making you jolt. He held you down, mumbling a quiet “stay still.”

You tried your best to, but it was hard when he licked a stripe up your cunt, making you let out a moan, he gripped both your thighs, pulling your legs apart and gave you a devilish smirk before he ate your pussy like it was his last meal, his tongue was godly, your hand immediately going to his hair.

It wasn’t long before you were cumming, you came with a cry of his name, but he wanted you to scream it louder, loud enough for the whole damn party to hear.

He came up, his lips covered in your cum. He licked his lips, and you threw your head back onto the pillow. Fuck why was that so hot?

He moved back to your lips, crashing his with yours, you could taste yourself.

He slid his tongue into your mouth, making you let out a quiet moan, he was so unbelievably hard that he had started to lightly hump the bed for any sort of relief.

You noticed and smiled, leaving his lips. Quickly, he took his jeans and boxers off, throwing them as well.

“Face down, ass up.” He said to you, sounding like an order. You listened and did exactly that. He angled his dick to your entrance, and held you as he slowly slid in, his hands on your stomach and his other rubbing your ass, smacking it a few times.

You both cried out, Rafe mumbling out a string of ‘fucks.’ under his breath.

Your hands tried to find his, a small smile made its way onto his face and he held your hand.

He started to move, snapping his hips into yours, you bit your lip to contain your moans, but Rafe noticed. With a free hand, he ran his thumb over your lips.

“Don’t. I want everyone to hear you.” He said to you, his eyes boring into yours, you listened and let out a moan when he smiled at you and his thrusts became faster. He was relentless with it, fucking you like there was no tomorrow.

Your hips bucked and he could tell you were close. You clenched and shouted out his name. “R-Rafe!”

You came on his cock, making him groan as he watched it. But he didn’t stop. He continued to fuck into you, a smirk on his face as he watched you writhe, getting overstimulated.

“Rafe, Rafe, ‘s too much.” You whined out, lightly pushing him, he wasn’t having it.

“Rafe!” You groaned when you felt him cum inside.

“I’m not on the pill!” You scolded him when he stopped, staying still in you, panting and rolling his eyes at you.

“Shoulda told me that before. I’ll get you a morning after later.” He mumbled onto your skin, slowly taking his dick from you.

Someone knocked on the door. Rafe groaned, throwing his clothes on quickly as you hid behind the bed, covering yourself up.

“Rafe, are you seriously having sex on my parents bed?!” Topper said with a groan, your eyes widened as you heard the words.

“So you heard it?” He asked with a cocky smirk on his face. His hair was disheveled and his clothes unbuttoned.

“Everyone in the whole fuckin’ party could!”

“Good. I’ll clean the bed, sorry top.” He replied, putting a hand on toppers shoulder.

“I hope that was the best dick you ever had, because if my parents find out anyone had sex on their bed they will have my head.” He said, looking at you now. You just nodded, your cheeks heating up on your face as you said “Sorry, Topper.”

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pupkashi · 8 months

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satoru is SHIT at flirting and i know it

like he could easily make people swoon when he doesn’t try but the second he decides ‘yeah i have feeling for u’ all his game goes down the drain

he uses stupid pick up lines and stuff on u but always manages to mess them up so they never actually work

“satoru where are you? shoko said the meeting was at 5:30” you asked, phone pressed to you cheek as you continued to look for the sorcerer.

“sorry I’m just lost” he pauses, a smile on his face, his confidence through the roof as he open his mouth again, “lost in those eyes of yours.”

silence.

“satoru we are on the phone”

he is absolutely mortified and debates on just completely giving up, but it’s when he’s unaware of his actions and just being himself that he finds you staring at him a bit longer, giggling at his words and blushing.

satoru is shit at flirting, but god is he a natural fucking charmer

he’s holding the door open for you, offering to walk you home, listening to you talk, watching your favorite shows with you and remembering your favorite things. he picks flowers for you and gives them to you, pays for your lunch anytime you guys are together, he’s always making you laugh and giggle even when he’s feeling like shit.

he’s the kind of guy to always brush hands with you when you’re walking next to each other, he’s holding your things for you, texting you and sending you things you’d find funny or that remind him of you, complimenting you constantly but not in a weird way

he’s the kind of bad flirting that hears you mention you like something and then he’s like “oh me too!” without missing a beat but he’s actually never consumed a single piece of media of the thing ur talking about and spends all night learning abt it in case you ever bring it up again

he once asked you if you could help him study before an exam and when he realized that you knew much less than him he ended up teaching you. he was sure his luck had ran out and he had fumbled extremely hard.

“toru! i passed!” you grinned, holding the paper in front of his face. the 90 written in red ink in the top right corner made his lips curl into a smile, grinning right back at you.

“i told you that you’d do great! I’m proud of you” he smiles, not expecting your arms to be thrown around his neck, squealing softly as you pull him into a hug.

you’re only giving him half a second to process what’s happening when your lips find his cheek, your heart racing and you’re hoping that shoko really did know gojo as much as she claimed to.

satoru is stunned, his face is red and his ears are burning and he should probably close his mouth or actually say something before all his efforts are washed away.

“haha cool” is all he stutters out, he’s cringing insanely hard and subtly pinching himself when you’re staring up at him with nervous eyes.

“yeah cool,” you mumble, already turning on your heel read to lock yourself in your room when he’s grabbing your wrist and pulling you into his chest.

“can i kiss you?” he whispers, your faces mere inches apart, your small nod is all he needs before he’s crashing his lips onto yours, smiling into the kiss because holy shit i fucking made it.

when he’s pulling away from you he has this silly little grin on his face, clearing his throat before finally speaking up.

“I’m really glad you passed” he says, you can’t help but want to tear your hair out, what happened to the satoru that could make any girl swoon?

it’s not until after the two of you start dating that he’s back to normal, using every pick up line in the book (correctly this time) and making your blush like it was his job. he’d make you stutter and roll your eyes, so naturally flirting with you.

you would always make fun of him and ask where this was when he was crushing on you, he’d only get extremely red and start pouting, saying he was just too embarrassed because he thought you’d reject him.

a/n: hi hi back w a silly little drabble :P i don’t really like this much but i really wanted to post something so i hope it’s okay !! i think it’s sweet and silly hehe,, requests are open so feel free to drop something :3

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#this is very messy and all over the place I’m sorry #I’m not washed i promise 😭😭😭😭😞💔#i wrote this very quickly bc it’s just been on my mind 😭#will work on something better this weekend sawry :(#gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru drabble #gojo satoru headcanons #satoru gojo x reader fluff #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo headcanons #satoru gojo one shot #gojo satoru one shot #satoru gojo fluff

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flamingtouya · 2 months

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𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞) —

pairing: dabi + f!reader

word count: 4381

cw: getting to know each other (against your better intuition), flirting, bad flirting,some explicit language but nothing too bad, no quirk AU, dabi commits a crime or two

summary: In which Dabi meant to text Toga instead of a random stranger. But these things happen, and you were never one to shy away from troublesome men. This whole thing is told entirely through text messages.

a/n: check out my AO3 for different formatting! :)

Mar 02 10:07 PM

Unknown: Grab bleach while you’re out Unknown: And paper towels

You: who is this??

Unknown: So funny

You: u got the wrong number my guy

Unknown: Shit Unknown: You don’t happen to have some bleach at your disposal rn?

You: try the convenience store You: where’s the body at, anyways

Unknown: Ohara street by the fitness park, you should come check it out

You: sounds enticing You: i’ve always wanted to be on a true crime podcast

You: sort of expected myself to be the alive one though

Unknown: I was taught that women tend to be smart about stranger danger and stuff Unknown: You're out to prove me wrong

You: how’d you know i’m a woman? 🤨

Unknown: U sound cute Unknown: And men don’t listen to true crime

You: that’s so sexist You: and correct You: you'd do numbers on reddit

Mar 03 00:16 AM

You: hey don’t leave now

Mar 03 00:34 AM

Unknown: Had a body to take care of

You: you didn’t wait for me? :(

Unknown: … Unknown: Are u fr

You: ofc not You: i don’t hang out with edgelords

Unknown: Whatever u r probably boring anyways

You: entertaining enough for u to keep texting me

Unknown: We all have our moments of weakness

Mar 03 01:09 AM

Unknown: So wyd

You: you don’t have anybody else to bother?

Unknown: I do Unknown: I want to bother you tho

You: damn, what’d i do to deserve this

Unknown: Is that a complaint

You: i have uni tomorrow and ur buzzing keeps waking me up

Unknown: Mute your phone, stupid

You: can’t mute unknown numbers

Unknown: Save this one then Unknown: Or block me idc

You: what name should i put it under

Unknown: Dabi

You: lmao i knew you were an edgelord

Dabi: Stfu

You: good night to you too

Mar 03 07:58 AM

You: fuck

Mar 03 3:56 PM

Dabi: Did you miss me that bad

Mar 03 4:32 PM

You: i overslept and am blaming you entirely

Mar 03 5:19 PM

Dabi: Sucks to be a useful member to society

You: why what do you do

Dabi: I'm actually a bit of a part-time freelancer, you regular uni folk just wouldn't get it

You: freelancing around ohara at 1 in the morning sounds like the truly fulfilling purpose we all long for You: did you just get up

Dabi: Hey now Dabi: Yes Dabi: I’m still in bed technically, looking at the ceiling fan is so interesting when I don't want to move a muscle

You: you are everything I am jealous of

Dabi: I promise you it’s not that good

You: first time a guy’s been honest right away. i applaud u

Dabi: Omg no way

Mar 03 5:40 PM

You: no way what

Dabi: No way you said something witty

Dabi: Maybe you’re fun after all

You: i’ll have u know that deep down, i’m just a fragile being trying to make it thru this bitch of a world, running on fumes and caffeine all while chasing a childhood dream that i'll never be able to reach anyways because of my parents' expectations of me crushing my soul

Dabi: Damn, being vulnerable already

You: your turn

Dabi: I’m not sad. My life is great and my parents never expected anything of me

Dabi: That was a lie

You: so you’re a liar

Dabi: I suppose I might be

You: that counts as being vulnerable. i’m so proud of us. <3

Mar 03 9:12 PM

You: you probably have daddy issues

Mar 03 11:34 PM

Dabi: Mind your business

You: so i’m right

Dabi: Nosy sounds more like it

You: that’s a yes then

Dabi: When I tell you he SUCKS so bad

You: LMAO You: i’m guessing you don’t particularly like your family then

Dabi: It's not the type of stuff I'd tell anybody, especially not to some nosy individual whose number is one or two digits off

You: alright i’ll stop digging You: wait how old are you You: am i talking to some 50 y/o dude You: please no

Mar 04 00:02 AM

Dabi: Chill I’m 48

Mar 04 00:06 AM

You: say sike right now You: if u rly are then i’m half your age

Dabi: You thought Dabi: Are you actually 24 tho

You: give or take a few days lol

Dabi: When’s your birthday

You: do you want my social and tax numbers while we’re at it

Dabi: Stfu I wanna see if I’m older

You: 🤨 You: it’s at the end of this month

Dabi: Baby

You: are u flirting with me or insulting me

Dabi: Can’t I be doing both

Mar 04 06:30 AM

You: love me a guy who can multitask You: did you ever get your bleach and paper towels

Mar 04 11:11 AM

You: it’s 11:11 make a wish

Mar 04 2:02 PM

You: my wish is that you’d commit to a humane sleeping schedule

Mar 04 2:59 PM

Dabi: Anybody hear sum

You: i heard you’re a lazy bitch You: who doesn’t even do his own grocery shopping

Dabi: Maybe I do. Maybe I got the bleach all on my own like a big boy

You: X

Dabi: What's that mean

You: X for doubt You: it’s a meme

Dabi: Here I thought we were about to get spicy 😔

You: ew

Dabi: I was joking Dabi: …unless

You: has anybody ever told you that your flirting is immaculate

Mar 04 7:10 PM

Dabi: What do you study

You: are you trying to find out my location

Dabi: Let it be known I’m terrible at geography and if I wanted to stalk you I'd already be on it

You: that’s a consolation You: forensic science You: i actually can’t wait for the semester to be over bc my professor is one of the most annoying individuals i have ever had the displeasure of meeting

Dabi: So you do have bleach

You: never said i didn’t

Dabi: What do I have to do to make the list of annoying individuals. What's my current score

You: we haven’t met You: and i’m not sure if i’d survive u

Dabi: You have a point, I'm super nice tho

You: bet You: are you handsome You: asking for a friend You: the handsome ones are usually more annoying

Dabi: I'll say I’m frighteningly unique-looking

You: ...well played

Mar 04 10:09 PM

Dabi: My boss is making me do errand work in the morning like I'm some kind of functioning human being with principles Dabi: The next piercing I’m getting is a lobotomy

You: thought you were “freelancing”

Dabi: Freelancing only gets you so far. You'll understand when you're my age

You: can't imagine what the back pain must be like You: do you have a tongue piercing 👀

Dabi: Perhaps I do

You: u r so mysterious You: tell me an opinion

Dabi: Mint ice cream makes my teeth feel weird

You: that’s not an opinion

Dabi: Alright, more foods should have mint in them. And coriander. I want to make things inedible for 80% of the human population

You: nvm keep your opinions to yourself

Mar 05 02:26 AM

Dabi: I've gotta burn this number. Txt u in a few

Mar 05 05:16 AM

You: what are you, some kind of druglord This message could not be delivered.

You: I knew it This message could not be delivered.

Mar 0512:03 PM

You: ayo are you still there This message could not be delivered.

You: this is only funny if you come clean right now This message could not be delivered.

Mar 05 4:16 PM

You: "text you in a few" minutes? hours? days? This message could not be delivered.

You: just know that if it takes to long i'll forget about u This message could not be delivered.

You: won't even miss u This message could not be delivered.

Mar 06 09:00 AM

You: hello is this thing on This message could not be delivered.

Mar 07 3:15 PM

You: my social security number is 6007 0023 6799 0324 This message could not be delivered.

Mar 07 8:46 PM

You: eggs, vinegar, panko, sprite, sliced ham, parmesan, deodorant sencha if they have the good one ground pepper, lemon juice This message could not be delivered.

Mar 08 04:44 AM

Unknown: Am I still the man of ur dreams

You: I'm killing you You: violently

Unknown: I was hoping softly Unknown: With your song

You: are these messages being monitored You: am i a suspect

Unknown: If they were, could I write that I'm a ruthless baby killer anti-government fuck the police pro abortion the prime minister is an idiot bomb. bomb at the airport, terrorism, detonate Unknown: I guess now they are

Dabi was added as a contact.

You: just when i thought i'd have to find another witty asshole with a tongue piercing

Dabi: Aw you missed me Dabi: Does my tongue piercing make me hot be honest

You: what are my chances of getting an explanation for the past few days You: are u a murderer fr, that would be so cool You: i totally didn't use our abandoned chat as a grocery list btw

Dabi: The only thing I slay is pussy 😎

You: somehow i have doubts about that statement You: animal abuse is no joke

Dabi: I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 100, if you guess it correctly I'll tell u everything

You: 69

Mar 08 08:21 AM

Dabi: It was 72 Dabi: Because you were so close I'll give u one free question. But I want another one in return

You: you're a dirty little gremlin who plays dirty little games You:: do i get to ask a follow-up question

Dabi: No

You: in that case You: which of the following activities did you partake in? 1.) vandalism 2.) drug dealing 3.) drug trafficking 4.) violent crimes 5.) violent crimes that resulted in the death of one or more individuals 6.) assisting someone in a violent crime 7.) assisting someone in a non-violent crime 8.) theft 9.) robbery 10.) hate crimes against a minority 11.) politically motivated acts of defiance 12.) consumption of illegal substances 13.) running and/or hiding from law enforcement 14.) domestic terrorism 15.) human trafficking 16.) money laundering 17.) having a good time

Dabi: What the fuck Dabi: What is this, a multiple choice? Dabi: 1, 4, 6, 7, 8, 13 Dabi: My turn Dabi: What's your favourite food

You: fr, just like that You: that's your one question out of everything you could ask? am i really that boring

Dabi: I ask what I ask

You: spicy miso ramen with minced pork You: can we go back to the part where you ran from law enforcement

Dabi: Don't we all have demons that we run from Dabi: Mine are just a bit more persistent

Mar 08 10:52 AM

You: i want another question

Dabi: If you come up with one that's not related to the past few days, go ahead

You: fine i'll take it You: have you ever been caught and gotten in legal trouble for one of your… dubious activities

Dabi: Yeah

You: …and?

Dabi: That's another question. Gonna trade?

You: fine

Dabi: When I was 16, two Officers Of The Law 🐷 caught me dumpster diving behind a 7/11 Dabi: The dumpster diving wasn't the crime but because it was on private property they charged me with trespassing

You: damn, that's a lot of truth from u in just two sentences You: i wanna know ur tragic backstory so bad

Dabi: You could try to get me all sentimental for the 6 minutes after really good sex before the post nut clarity sets in

You: uh huh, taking notes You: anyway. you get one question. think hard

Dabi: If you couldn't have minced pork on your ramen, what would your second topping choice be

You: you're impossible

Mar 08 1:27 PM

You: tori karaage or extra ni-tamago i guess

Mar 08 2:23 PM

Dabi: Doesn't the Karaage lose its crispiness if it's in the broth for too long Dabi: I wouldn't know

You: please let me recommend you a good ramen place, you seem like you'd need it

Dabi: You have no idea. Take me out

You: like romantically? or are you asking me to murder you

Dabi: I love surprises

You: i just laughed out loud in the middle of my lecture

Mar 08 7:18 PM

Dabi: Need your forensic expertise for a sec

You: …oh no

Dabi: It's a purely hypothetical scenario

You: alright lay it on me big boy

Dabi: If a 176 cm tall and 67 kg heavy person were to climb over a 4,60 meter high fence that has electrical wiring on it Dabi: What would the most likely way for them to die be?

You: this is not forensic at all You: how strong is the electricity You: is there a way to shut it off You: where would you hold onto the fence You: can it be damaged

Dabi: Not me, a 176 cm tall and 67 kg heavy person

You: where would THE 176 CM TALL AND 67 KG HEAVY PERSON HOLD ONTO THE FENCE

Dabi: The only points that provide decent grip surface are the hooks holding the wires in place

You: so the most likely way to die would be electrocution You: will that be all

Dabi: How would one determine whether the electricity has been properly shut off Dabi: In the theoretical scenario that you couldn't get close enough to hear

You: the 176 cm tall and 67 kg heavy person should tap the wiring from the bottom with the back of their hand You: that way their fingers curl downwards and not around the wire You: so the person won't DIE from ELECTROCUTION

Mar 09 00:08 AM

Dabi: Excellent Dabi: Gonna do some field research Dabi: Will report back in maybe a day

Mar 09 08:01 AM

You: i'm gonna be so mad if you die before you've had decent karaage This message could not be delivered.

Mar 11 6:10 PM

Unknown: So it turns out that the person did not have to climb the fence after all. Pliers are such useful tools Unknown: Thanks for the electricity tip tho

Mar 11 6:39 PM

Dabi was added as a contact.

You: you're so hot when you're alive

Mar 11 9:14 PM

Dabi: Do u think I'm a catch 😏

You: judging by the way law enforcement is trying to get their hands on you, i'd say you're pretty slippery

Dabi: The slipperiest Dabi: You couldn't handle me

You: i'd trap you using cheese and a paper box You: put you in a jar and turn you into spicy miso broth

Dabi: Would you hold the jar tight at night and tell me everything's going to be okay

You: of course

Dabi: I'm liking this scenario

Mar 12 01:07 AM

Dabi: Ever thought about what Mint Karaage would taste like

Mar 12 01:23 AM

You: i need u

Dabi: Tell me more

You: to shut your mouth

Dabi: Are you trying to romance me

Mar 12 07:15 AM

You: i'm actually so upset right now You: can i vent

Mar 12 07:27 AM

Dabi: Listening Dabi: Am I gonna have to get the tissues out

You: you're not empathetic enough for that

Dabi: How would you know

You: call it a woman's intuition You: i just need someone to bother about my hot girl troubles

Dabi: Let's hear it girl Dabi: Men ain't shit 💅

You: damn right they aren't You: but unrelated to that You: i ran out of my medication a few days ago and thought if i stretched the remaining 3 pills to last me 6 days i'd be able to make it till the end of the week You: now my doctor's office is closed and i can't seem to get an appointment anywhere You: and i'm super jittery and on edge and almost had a panic attack just trying to make coffee

Dabi: What type of medication

You: Ativan You: it's prescription only

Dabi: Nothing is ever "prescription only"

You: i'm not gonna try some experimential backalley drug You: just feel like dying rn

Dabi: Who said anything about backalley? You actually came to the right guy for this Dabi: What's the name of the nearest druggery

You: ...fukuju pharmacy

Dabi: So I've been talking to a Setagaya girl

You: only moved here for uni, hate to disappoint if ur expecting a wealthy maiden

Mar 12 10:02 AM

Dabi: Don't you feel like getting a snack from the vending machine Dabi: Specifically the one next to the pharmacy Dabi: A bag of skittles sounds nice, doesn't it?

You: ? ? ?

Mar 12 10:34 AM

You: did you commit a crime for me You: how did you get your hands on actual fucking Ativan this fast

Dabi: I don't kiss and tell

You: did you follow me home You: is this how i die

Dabi: You make it so hard to be nice to you Dabi: What do you think I am, a creep

You: if you were here i'd suck you off so good rn

Dabi: Whore Dabi: (Respectfully)

You: lmao ur right You: thank you for real though

Dabi: Stfu

Mar 12 1:33 PM

Dabi: Do u like cats

You: yes

Dabi sent an image.

Dabi: Noodle thieving menace

You: 🥹 You: that has got to be the fattest street cat i’ve ever seen

Dabi: He’s hella fast

You: how does it feel to be the one chasing the culprit for once

Dabi: Not nearly as thrilling as being the one committing the crime

Mar 13 00:00 AM

Unknown: Congratulations! You have been selected as an eligible member for a free trial of Osaka Daily Post. Unknown: If you would like information about your benefits, reply 'BENEFIT' Unknown: If you would like to stop receiving these messages, reply 'STOP'

You: i know it's you shithead

Unknown: Your message could not be processed.

You: this is the unfunniest you've ever been ngl

Unknown: Your message could not be processed.

You: you're truly one of the most annoying individuals in my life

Unknown: Your message could not be processed.

You: STOP

Unknown: LMAO you thought

Dabi was saved as a contact.

You: i'm reconsidering if the tongue piercing is really worth it 😤

Mar 13 04:55 AM

Dabi: Any particular reason why you chose forensics

Mar 13 06:09 AM

You: i've always admired criminals but been to scared to become one You: and if i know about psychotic assholes it might help me to steer clear of them, or so i thought

Dabi: Is it working

You: evidently not

Dabi: Use me in ur thesis Dabi: I'll be your lab rat

You: nah you're more beneficial to me when you're not stuck behind bars You: what do you have me saved as in your phone

Dabi: I don't save contacts Dabi: Especially not yours Dabi: You mean nothing to me

You: aww do you know my number by heart, that's adorable You: i'm kinda genuinely impressed at how persistent you are at bothering me, it's almost like you like me or smth

Dabi: No fr though lmao if anybody finds my phone you'd be on a list

You: do u delete these chats

Dabi: Always

You: that's so romantic You: admit it you're actually a softie

Dabi: Would that make you more interested in me Dabi: Then I'm the softest

You: what do i need to do to make you the hardest

Dabi: ... Dabi: There's absolutely no correct way for me to respond to that Dabi: You've left me speechless

You: 🥵🥵

Dabi: What's your worst quality Dabi: Besides being an irresistible smartass Dabi: *irritating

You: was that a freudian slip You: you're so obsessed with me it's adorable

Dabi: Proving my point so diligently

You: you don't seem like the kind of person who would use words like 'diligently' You: i'm rather talkative at times You: to the point where it gets unbearable to listen to me

Dabi: I never would've guessed

You: what's yours? You: besides the obvious

Dabi: Still putting up with you

Mar 13 7:45 PM

Dabi: Wyd

You: i burned my rice a little You: but it's edible

Dabi: Don't you have a rice cooker? Who raised you

You: my very strict but sweet and committed grandmother who made the best teriyaki salmon in the whole world You: i'd kill another human being to eat her home cooked food one more time

Dabi: So your parents ain't shit either

You: eh, they're alright You: they're Business People overseas and aren't around a whole lot, means i get my own place though You: so i can have visitors at any desired hour 😏

Dabi: Omg sick Dabi: Me next

You: it was implied

Mar 13 11:11 PM

Dabi: Ok but do u actually wanna meet up sometime Dabi: No strings attached ofc

You: i'm down

Dabi: What if I'm a creep after all

You: if anything, it means i won't have to attend my lecture about carbon dots tmrw

Dabi: I can't tomorrow Dabi: What about the day after Dabi: I'll give u my credit card info if it makes you feel more safe, don't bother trying to buy anything with it tho, you'll be disappointed

You: you may not show it a whole lot, but are you actually a considerate person? You: the day after sounds good

Dabi: Preem

You: oreryu shio ramen, right by harajuku station You: about time you had some good karaage You: my treat You: unless that's too far away for u

Dabi: I would fly across the world for u Dabi: Yes Harajuku works fine

Mar 14 08:49 AM

You: how will i recognise u You: what do u look like

Dabi: As my dad once said. I'm impossible to miss

You: i laughed

Dabi: Guess it was all worth it then Dabi: Do tattoos scare you

You: i was gonna ask cause there's no way you got only a tongue piercing and nothing else You: stand there with your tongue out

Dabi: Shouldn't we at least get to know each other before 😳

You: don't get any ideas You: i don't intend to fuck u You: ...for now

Dabi: That's a relief, I thought I might have to file a restraining order afterwards

Mar 14 1:42 PM

Dabi sent an image.

Dabi: If u see this guy u can still run the other way

You: hhh fuck You: are u trying to intimidate me You: how do you have so many tattoos but no bedframe

Dabi: Cut me some slack, I just moved into this place

You: fair warning i'm not as hot as u

Dabi: Bet

You sent an image.

Dabi: Why do women always lie. I thought you were better. I thought you were different

You: 😳 You: i'm actually worse

Dabi: We're such a good match

You: don't get ahead of urself. u r still a guy with no bedframe

Dabi: Please shut up

Mar 14 4:16 PM

Dabi: To be clear I'm not bringing flowers or anything Dabi: And I'm actually willing to let you pay this time lol

You: you have such a unique way with words

Dabi: A bit tight on money rn but I'll pay u back some other way

You: can we make that the first line in our sextape You: dw i said it's my treat and i mean it You: does that make you feel emasculated

Dabi: Who would I be to say no to free food tf Dabi: If there's a next time I can take you out for drinks Dabi: Nothing fancy but an old friend of mine owns a bar downtown and his girlfriend mixes a killer mule

You: if you're gonna poison me after gaining my trust over my favourite food i will be incredibly sad

Dabi: Give me some credit here. I'm trusting u to not rat me out to law enforcement

You: you're giving me ideas You: is there a bounty on your head

Dabi: I'm not that important

Mar 14 9:44 PM

You: so you're just too good to get caught

Dabi: Both flattering and factually correct Dabi: For the record I've never harmed anybody that didn't deserve it

You: thanks for clarifying You: i feel so safe now

Dabi: Anytime Dabi: If you're having second thoughts lmk before 10 am so I won't spend time getting ready for nothing

You: 10 am is crazy You: u r so vain

Dabi: Alright then I won't 😔

You: i take it back You: be pretty for me

Mar 15 5:30 AM

You: can't sleep

Mar 15 7:12 AM

Dabi: How the turntables Dabi: Are you alright

You: yes You: it's the good kind of sleepless

Dabi: It's fine if you're having second thoughts, I won't hold it against you at all Dabi: Just texting like this is nice too

You: fuck no i wanna meet the man behind the screen You: the myth, the legend, the crimelord himself

Dabi: I'm never showing consideration for ur wellbeing ever again

You: should've ghosted me before i got attached

Mar 15 9:54 AM

Dabi: Last chance to bail gracefully

You: you make it so tempting

Dabi: Getting out of bed then

You: it's not a bed if it doesn't have a bedframe

Dabi: Shut, and I mean this in the gentlest way possible, the hell your mouth

Mar 15 12:08 PM

Dabi sent a location pin.

Dabi: Is this the place

You: that's the one You: be there in a few minutes

Dabi: I'm waiting outside

Mar 15 12:13 PM

You: omg i think i see u You: im shy

Dabi: U literally have so much blackmail material on me

You: give me a second You: alright I'm coming over This message could not be delivered.

#dabi #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #touya c reader #todoroki touca #bnha #dabi x you #touya x you #bnha x reader #todoroki touya x reader #todoroki toya x reader #league of villains #league of villains x reader #bnha x you #i hate that there are so many tags #my writing #(sort of?)#this was honestly super fun :>#x

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realisticjupiter · 2 months

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Can you do a jealous chishiya please??? 🥺 I love that man and i would die for a jealous chishiya. Thank you if you decided to do it.

Summary: Chishiya finds a way to sabotage, what could have been, a good night.

Genre: Fluff, slightly suggestive

Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader

Warnings: jealous!chishiya, talk of killing, suggestions to sex, lmk if anything else.

Word count: 772

a/n: just something small. hope you like it!

You laughed along to a conversation with some guy that came up to you at the pool.

Your first impressions of him, was that he was sweet and pretty funny. He had humor to him, and constantly complimented your appearance.

He made you feel seen. You felt like someone saw you for you, and nothing else to bias his opinion on. You felt like a new person, as if he was chance to start over with every other guy you've been with.

Chishiya couldn't help but stare; to study your body language and notice the way you flirted with each other. He'd be lying if he said his blood wasn't boiling. But, he knew he had to keep his calm expression.

Chishiya tried to walk away, but he was afraid once he did, he'd lean in closer and touch you where he was supposed to.

"Maybe we can go to my room... Get more privacy, yeah?" The guy suggested, looking you up and down with a smile.

"I like the sound of that." You smiled back, biting your bottom lip as you became conscious of just how the water of the pool dripped down his skin.

You followed him out of the pool, walking closely behind him as he headed towards the entrance of the Beach.

"y/n," A voice stopped you from walking inside, turning your head to meet Kuina.

"Oh, hi." You waved, smiling at her.

She smiled back, eyeing the man behind you before aiming her eyes back at yours. "You're leaving already?" She asked, her brows withering to show she was pretty bummed out.

"Yeah, i--" Your words were cut short to Kuina grabbing your wrist.

"Don't go yet! Niragi said he'd scare everyone out of the pool for us! ...As long as he gets to join us." Kuina winced at her last words, clearly disgusted as much as the next person.

"Oh, but I was--" You tried to explain once again, but Kuina cut you off once more to explain something you didn't quite listen to.

You turned around to try and find the guy you had met earlier, but you couldn't see him anymore.

When you turned back, Kuina was now talking to Chishiya, but Chishiya was only looking at you.

"Looking for something?" He raised a brow, cutting off Kuina mid sentence. Which felt a bit like karma.

"No," You shook your head, now avoiding eye contact as you shivered under the night's gaze.

"She's probably looking for that guy from earlier, bad vibes to be honest." Kuina shrugged.

"It doesn't matter now. He's gone, and I don't even know his name." You rolled your eyes.

"Ouch, already forgot his name?" Chishiya joked.

"No, he just never told me." When you said it out loud, you realized just how weird that was. You talked for a while, and not once did you exchange names. And the fact he was inviting you to his room, despite not knowing it, said a lot.

"Whatever, I'm going to sleep. Have fun." You forced a smile, grabbing a random towel that was folded neatly on a chair to wrap around your body.

As soon as you walked back into the resort, Chishiya's eyes went to Kuina, "Thanks." He nodded.

Kuina rolled her eyes, "You seriously owe me. She deserves to get laid." She put her hands on her hips, emphasizing her serious tone.

"I'm not having this conversation with you." He crossed his arms.

"Someone has to. If you're not going to make a move on a girl don't make someone drag her away from a good night." Kuina spat, now walking away from Chishiya; making him stand in silence and think about what she said.

Which he did. He stood still, his eyes tracing the window that belonged to your room as he let his mind wander to all the other possibilities. Maybe you would've went with the guy, but in the morning he'd be gone. Maybe Chishiya should've intervened, pull you in and get you to go to his room instead. But Chishiya knew every outcome; the guy wouldn't be there no matter what anyone did. It's just a matter of how.

"I could've had him killed instead." Chishiya muttered to himself, shrugging off the thought as it left his lips in a mere whisper.

He didn't mean, that he, himself, would kill him. He'd merely just sabotage him, or frame him. Maybe get him killed for being a traitor.

As long as he's not the one holding the knife, he'd argue.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

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eyesxxyou · 7 months

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Backstage Show Pt.6

★🎸 {} .. hobie brown x groupie!reader

rating. m

word count. 5.5k

synopsis. it's been a long time since you and Hobie last saw each other. after he invites you to his next concert, despite better judgement, you go. you know yourself, you always fall into old habits

you and hobie get back together

🍒・．❕warnings. she's a long one, smut with LOTS of plot, fingering, hand riding, sloppy kissing, save a horse ride a cowboy, love making, a lot of references to other parts, angst, lots of angsy, a healthy(er) relationship, reader has more control than before

You and Hobie haven’t spoken in months. You imagined it was all too easy for him to pretend you never existed, that this was how all his relationships inevitably ended, unceremoniously without even a text to apologize for everything said in the worst of your moments. You were absolutely torn, terribly upset, and horrifically furious when he still used your picture on his album cover, the picture of you with his thumb in your mouth, only your lower face visible to his audience. It was like some sick wink at you. He knew you’d see the cover, knew that you’d know it was you. You two were probably the only two people in the world who knew.

Fuck him. He could fall off a building for all you cared. You didn’t need him. It seemed almost impossible to think that you were once obsessed with him, that you would have once kiss the ground he walked on and done the most heinous things for him.

Nearly half a year and you were beginning to forget what he looked like, what he smelled like, the smallest details about him. You were eternally grateful for it and unquestionably sad over it. Your sheets no longer smelt like him, the last remnant of him in your home. It was almost as if he never existed in the first place, how little he left around. He made it so easy for himself to disappear.

And he did disappear for a while. From your life and your mind.

Until he was back to touring in your location.

You weren’t going to the show. You never even listened to the new album affectionately named “Doll” after the title track on the 12 track list. You could only imagine what that was about, that and the rest of his tracks. You'd never know. You never would listen to it. You never bought a copy.

You got off of your shift with a sigh and made your way down the the bar near your job to grab a drink. It was Friday, you were able to get the weekend off, and you needed to be drunk the entire time. Mary Jane fans were swarming the streets and you couldn't stand any of them. You wondered which of them was Hobie's new plaything. When would they realize he would never love them even a fraction of the way they worshiped him?

Poor thing. Whoever they were, they were on the fast track to getting their heard broken.

You pushed open the door to your usual bar and found it roudier than usual. You managed to wiggle your way to the counter before you saw him. He was sitting out with his chair leaned back, his feet kicked up on the table, and a nice pint of frothing beer in his hand. He was smiling at some fan who had approached, wanting autographs. He was very obviously flirting with them until his eye caught yours slightly behind them. His smile faltered a bit as you whipped around and hid your face behind your hands.

He was more gorgeous than you remembered, fucking breathtaking. You never realized how much you would miss the individual features of his face. His golden eyes, his nose, his lips, his hair. You hoped he hadn't seen you, that you could get your drink and mind your own. But of course he had and of course he felt the need to come up to you.

"Y/n? Y/n, is tha' you?" You could hear a distance away and swiftly you asked the bartender for a kamikaze. This would be a long night. There was no getting away from him now. He was already making his way to you, lightly pushing people to the side to get to you.

Hobie sidled up beside you on the stool to your left, his knees on either side of your body. "How ya doin', doll?" His voice was so smooth and gentle in your ear you could just melt into him, profess how much you missed him all this time, beg for the two of you to go back to the way you were. But you refused to cave, refused to be so weak.

You didn't answer him. The bartender came back with your drink and you thanked her with a smile and a nod. You were no not talking mood, especially not with him.

Hobie's been missing you a lot. Things didn't feel the same without you around. Things didn't feel right. He felt a bit uneasy going on stage, the energy before and after wasn't exactly the same. He drank a little more, slept a little less, haunted over the way things ended. He thought he'd never see you again. The world was too large for something like that.

But here you two were. And you weren't talking to him. Why would you? You had confessed your love to him and he had squeezed your heart til it exploded in the palm of his hands. There was absolutely no reason in the world why you would talk to him.

"Still mad at me, luv?"

Something about his tone of voice made you upset, like he was telling you to get over it, what's past is past and it shouldn't bother you anymore. You finally looked at him, your lip twitching with disdain. "Why are you here, Hobart?"

"Oh, the government name." He placed a hand on his chest to feign hurt but the way you were acting did hurt him. It was deserved, more than deserved, so he took it as it was. "I'm here on tour. It's the night before our concert. We're jus' celebrating." He nodded over to his mates, all of them distracted by fans of their own. They hardly even noticed Hobie left them.

"I ain't think I'd run into ya. I though' I'd have ta hunt'cha down, luv. I need to talk to ya." He timidly placed a hand on top of yours. You needed something far stronger than a kamikaze. You needed straight vodka shots.

You pulled your hand from his, subsequently pulling your heart away and locking it up behind your ribcage despite the way it pulled and leaped for him. It's hard not to be in love even after months of never seeing him. But you wouldn't open yourself to getting hurt again. You might be in love but you're not gonna be dumb about it. "There's nothing for us to talk about. You made everything very clear the last time we spoke." Why aren't you punching him in the face? Why aren't you leaving? Why aren't you cursing him out? All of them are valid reactions. "I'm not gonna be an easy fuck for you."

"Just give it a chance, luv. Give me a chance. I really just wanna talk, nothin' else. I think with the way we left tings off wasn't the greatest–"

"Ya think?" You downed the rest of your drink and flinched at the sharp sting at the back of your throat. You motioned for some shots to the bartender and mouthed vodka while Hobie continued.

"I just wanna make tings right, dove." There was something very soft and genuine in his voice. He just wanted to give the both of you closure. You were done with him and that was okay, just as long as you knew the truth. "How about you come to the concert tomorrow? We'll talk after. Free admission."

You stared at him, gaze softening just a bit. How tender and palpable you could turn for him, like putty in his hands. With just a soft tone and a pleading gaze and you folded. "Fine. I'll go to your concert. We'll talk but I don't want to do anything, Hobie. I don't wanna feel like you're plaything again."

Hobie raised his hands in surrender. "I won't even touch you, luv. I'll never make you do something you don't wanna." It's true. He never made you do anything you weren't down for. And you were down for anything involving him.

Hobie rolled his lips, buying the bottom one to hide a grin. He stood up and dropped 40 pounds to pay for your drinks and a couple more if you chose to have any. "Have a good nigh', luv. I'll see ya tomorrow."

You huffed in response. It took everything in you to not turn to watch him walk away. You didn't want to stay any longer. You couldn't stand the thought of being in a room with him, pretending his was there when you were acutely aware of his existence staring holes into your skull.

You used the money to pay for your drinks and left the rest as a tip to the bartender before takinging your leave. You had to be rested for tomorrow.

—

Hobie ended up getting you tickets for the pit closest to the stage. The asshole. You stood squeezed between two fans screaming Hobie's name, dressed in gaze-attracting outfits. They screamed their heads off the moment they saw him and the other Mary Janes come out on stage, hoping to get his valuable attention. Your lips were sealed but your heart swelled seeing him where he was his very best. He was so beautiful, the stage lights casting down upon him from behind. He looked like an angel but you knew better.

His eyes searched the crowd for you and once his gaze landed upon your figure getting pushed around by fans trying to push their way to the front, he smiled. "How's everyone doin' t'nigh'?" Hobie kept looking at you, like he meant to be asking you specifically. You turned your head away, playing with your nails to show you weren't interested.

"Aww, don' be shy, a lil' louda." And the crowd responded with all their lungs could handle but all he wanted was to hear from you. All he needed was you.

"I've got someone special ina crowd t'nigh'. I wanna make sure tonight's a good show for them. So please, luvs, be nice to each otha t'nigh'." He knew you didn't want to be here, it was basic etiquette. Who wanted to be shoved around all night?

They started playing some of their new songs you've never heard before and suddenly you remembered why you loved them so much. They were all so mesmerizing on stage, their lyrics made you want to move, to jump around to close your eyes and feel the chaotic rhythm.

But as you listened, you realized a little more that the lyrics were about you and Hobie. To anyone else, it was just about two people who were in love but never meant to be together. It was a progression of events across the album, each song about different aspects of your relationship. "Worship" was about how much one worshiped the other to the point that it killed them. "How We Cave" was the end, about how they fell apart, all of it cleverly hidden within the folds of the song so that no one batted an eyelash.

The entire album was a wink and nudge to you, between the two of you. "Only we have to know" it said and you despised how much it meant to you. You needed to get out of here. Suddenly the entire venue felt as though it was crushing you, crashing down on your head.

You writhed and wiggled your way between people to make your way to the nearest exit. When you got outside, you took a deep breath, your exhale a cloudy haze before your lips under the cold air. You shuddered, reached into your pocket, and lit up a joint. You needed it, deserved it.

How he changed you, molded you into a person unrecognizable to your younger self. You had never been a smoker, never been much of a drinker, not before you met Hobie and he changed who you were so intrinsically. You never knew if it was a good thing or a bad one.

You knew the concert was over when people began funneling out, talking amongst themselves about who this new, special guest was. You pushed yourself off to the side and took a long drag of your joint, leaving strawberry lipgloss that you could taste with every drag. You wandered around the side of the building until you found the back entrance where Hobie told you to wait if the two of you managed to lose each other.

He came out about 10 minutes later, looking left and right until his eyes landed upon you. "Sorry, some fans wit' backstage passes I was meetin'. The boys are entertainin'em now." He excused himself, hopping over the guardrailing to get to you. "Since when did you smoke?"

"Take a wild guess." You took another drag before Hobie took it from you and took one himself. He loved the taste of you on it, took another drag because of it. "My bad, luv." He came and leaned against the wall beside you, his leather jacket the only thing protecting him from the cold. You weren't much better off either, dresses in an outfit similar to when you first met, you shivered from time to time while smoking with him.

"I saw you leave." He hummed and passed the joint back to you.

"Doubt I missed anything crazy. You were almost done anyway."

"The fuckin' Queen's ghost came on stage 'n did a backflip." Hobie countered, looking down at you with eyes that told you he was serious. His expression fell way into one of humor when you giggled and tossed your head back against the brick wall. "You're so stupid."

"I so am."

You didn't like how serious the undertones of his voice sounded. You didn't look at him, just smoked your joint to a bud before dropping it and putting it out under your boot. "I wanna go home."

Hobie stood from his position and offered out a hand to you. "Then lemme walk you." You looked at him, then his hand, and with a scoff, walked right past him. But you didn't tell him no, so he went right with you. You never said no to him along the way to your flat only a couple blocks away.

It was like the two of you were scared to talk about what you really wanted to. The way you two left off. Anyone looking at you would have said you were friends, not ex-lovers. And you weren't even that technically. You two laughed together, walked together without a single touch shared but all the longing glances of two people wanting to get back together after so many months.

And when you reached your flat, you turned and looked at Hobie and his massive height head on. "You can't come inside."

"I can't or you don't want me to?" He countered again because he knew you too well. You shoved him softly and he didn't even move. "Both. I know myself." If he comes in, you'll have sex, you'll wake up, and he won't be there. You would have let him in just to get hurt again.

"I told you, I won' touch ya, luv. I haven' yet, have I?" He was right, the only time he tried, he gave you the option to take his hand and you had refused, renewing your agreement that he would not be the one to initiate anything between the two of you. "We still haven' spoken. I don't think ya wan' everyone on the street to know our business, yeah?"

You crossed your arms over your chest and looked around. Finally, you looked for your keys to the front door and when you found it, you unlocked it. Hobie knew to be quiet as to disturb your neighbors and he surprisingly was considering his size. You knew where the stairs freaked and he followed your moves. Most of your neighbors were older people and that they'd have no qualms reporting you to your landlord.

When you finally reached your flat, you unlocked the door and let him in.

Your flat looked mostly if not entirely the same. Hobie smiled. "Good memories in here." He looked back at you with sparkling eyes. You closed the door. "Yeah, yeah, Hobie. Come on, we came in here to talk." You didn't want any of his bullshit anymore. You needed closure or you'd go crazy. Barely getting through the day without crying and throwing things was no way to live your life. Drinking and smoking all the time wasn't much greater either. You both were a mess.

"Yeah, yeah, we did." His playful attitude faltered as he crossed his long arms loosely over his chest and looked at his boots. "Look, 'm sorry, y/n. 'm sorry for all of it. You never deserved the way I treated you, you never deserved what I said to you."

You sat, you listened, you let him talk, your lips pulling to the side as you attempted to hold back swelling tears.

"I know I was wrong. I know. And I regret it everyday for the way I hurt you. We just…one, we shouldn't've had a conversation like tha' at a time like tha'. But I'm–" he paused for a moment, looking for the words. "I wasn't lying when I said I'm not someone you want to love. I am someone that no one has ever loved, doll. They have always left me because of who I am."

"But I'm not everyone else, Hobes. You can't decide for me who I'm gonna love." You interjected, a bit tearful. The situation frustrated you to tears and you felt a bit ridiculous for crying but Hobie didn't care, he reached out and wiped the fresh tears from your face. "Ya right. I should've let you make that decision yaself and 'm sorry for tha', luv. I was jus' scared."

"Scared? Scared of what, Hobie?" You croaked out, looking up at him with those big, beautiful eyes of yours that he adored so much, that he thought of in the darkest part of the night to keep him going.

He closed his eyes because he couldn't bear to look into your gaze. "I was afraid you would leave me one day because what would I do withou'cha by my side, luv. I was scared because I loved ya too and I knew I didn't deserve ya and one day you'd figure tha' ou' too."

He was scared to look at you, scared that it may ruin the moment to know how you were feeling about all of this. If only he knew him hard you fell for him again. Maybe the two of you weren't right for each other. Maybe whatever high power never ordained for you to be together. But fuck that higher power.

Hobie felt the weight of your lips ease against his and immediately took you in to him. He's been waiting to kiss you since the moment he first saw you but he promise he wouldn't touch you, not unless you touched him first.

Your hands reached up and caressed his face with your soft palms. His hand timidly came to your hips, waiting for you to writhe from him hold but you don't, you lean into him, standing on your toes to reach his lips better. You still taste like fruits and he hopes that your nether lips taste the same.

"I want you." You murmured against his lips in a daze of lust. "I want you right here, please." You kissed him harder pushing him back onto your couch before clamoring onto his lap with your legs straddling him. Hobie pulled you close, so close until your body pressed against his chest, rolling like waves under the exploring nature of his hands.

Your hands pulled at each other's clothes, removing shirts, tugging at the buttons of pants, a bra was tossed over your shoulder by you don't know who's hand. You wanted him completely naked, completely vulnerable to you for the first time and he wanted you the same.

Removing each other's clothes, you got up and stumbled clumsily to your bedroom where, by the time you got there, the two of you stood naked, embracing each other while you kissed. You had Hobie on the bed in seconds, still on top of him while you kissed hickeys down his neck. His hand slid down the soft skin of your naval, sliding between your supple legs to touch the slick nether lips of your pussy. He slid his middle finger between your folds and groaned softly. "Are you this wet all the time?"

"Only for you." You rocked your hips softly against his hand, shuddering as he curled his finger and let it slide into the wetness of your entrance. It was so easy to add another finger into you, and with enough working from his middle and index, scissoring you open while rubbing that sensitive ridge you've got inside you, he managed to add a third.

"Ahh– shit…Hobie." You rode his fingers, your hands holding his head where his jaw and neck met. You kept your eyes on his, your foreheads pressed against one another. "Keep goin', luv. Take wha'cha need."

You liked the warmth of his skin against yours. Two humans in love sharing in the taking of each other's bodies. Your teeth met his skin, nipping, biting, the salty remnants of sweat from performing still on his skin. He smells like weed, looks like heaven, and tastes like love. His palm worked against your clit while his fingers stretched you open in preparation for his size, which you haven't taken in a long while. You could feel it resting against your stomach, aching, smearing precum across your naval. You wanted it inside you in any way you could have him. But it seemed that he was intent on making you cum hon his hand first.

"Mmmh~ Ion wanna cum yet." You told him still rutting your hips against his hand. "I wanna cum with you." You wanted out, biting your lower lip as you whimpered. "I want your cock. Please lemme have it, Hobes. Please." You offered him puppy dog eyes like he wasn't already willing to give you everything you wanted and the world on top of it.

"Cummin' twice never hurt nobody." Hobie used his free hand to lift your head and make you face him again. "Jus' look a' me wit' those pretty eyes, luv. Can you do tha' for me?" He let his hand drop to your hip and felt the way you moved under the weight of his palm, desperate for a climax long denied to you for months. You nodded with wet, pouty lips and those pretty eyes.

Yoru walls clamped down upon his fingers as your ground your hips down hard and whimpered with the beginnings of an orgasm. “Just keep–” You tilted your hips to rub your clit a little more against the heel of his palm. You bit your lip and held him tighter as you rocked to the sway of your climax washing over you gently. Your body paused and you pressed your lips to Hobie’s to stifle your moan so you wouldn’t wake the neighbors. “Fuck– Hobie!”

Your tongues pressed against each other, your kiss sloppy and passionate, full of lust melting back into love. It was dark in your room, hard to see anything all you two had were your unadjusted eyes and the intimacy of touch to guide your way. Hobie laid back on your bed with his head in your pillows. Your scent surrounded him and he was in heaven as you climbed further up on top of him and grasped the length of his cock tenderly.

He let you do what you needed to do, sighing with perfect content as you dragged the tip of his cock between your wet folds. “Go slow, dove. I wanna feel ya.” He told you, shivering as your positioned him against your soaked entrance and sank down until your warm walls enveloped his fat tip. From there, you braced your hands upon his chest and did as told, slowly sinking down upon him, his cock spreading you further than you remembered.

You watched the way Hobie writhed beneath you, his hands gripping up and down your hips and thighs. “Fuck, y/n. Oh my…” He missed this so much, he missed you, this pretty, tight, warm cunt he dreamed about at night. All the toys he’s gotten in an attempt to replicate you, all of it in vain. He almost whined for you, biting his lip to contain something of a whimper. He wished he could se the way your folds parted for him or the way your hole stretched and struggled to contain him.

You liked the sight of him struggling to control himself. There was an overwhelming sense of power you felt you had over him for the first time in you entire fucked up situationship. His grip left bruises in your skin, tighter and tighter as you lifted yourself to the very tip of his member before pushing yourself back down, sheathing his cock completely, He made space for himself inside you, you walls melding to his exact length and girth. You had almost forgotten how good he felt, how he kissed your cervix so tenderly and pressed against sensitive spots you could never reach on your own.

"God, doll. Ya know wha'cha doin' t'me?" His hands find purchase on your hips, weakly following your movements as he watches the outline of your silhouette in amazement. The bed creaks a little with your movements, your moans mingle with the wet sounds of his pushing his cock into you, it's heaven in a single bedroom and you never want to go back to Earth.

Hobie lifted his knees and propped himself up, his hands gripping your hips a little harder so he could have his moment of control. He thrusted up into you, conjuring a breathless gasp from you as you gripped his shoulders for support. Your back arched as he fucked you, abused your cunt a little harder than you were used to over these past couple of months. You but your lip to contain the onslaught of moans you had to offer him, only letting out soft cries and whimpers to satiate his hunger to hear you.

You let him fuck into you, nice and rough, a position only those gifted in his department could pull off. You leaned down, pressed your body to his, laid on top of him with your back arched. You moaned into his neck, nosing at the angle of his jaw. Your hips flicked to meet the thrust of his hips. "H-Hobieeee." You squealed for him and he adored it, the way you dragged out his name like you wanted to hold it in your mouth for longer.

You stretched like a cat on top of him, you hands grasping at the pillow on either side of his head, scratching at the head post. You kept your face against his throat to hide your moans so only he could hear but they were so loud you had to bury your face in the crook of his neck and bite down to muffle them.

It was like he was tearing you apart, his large hands spreading you wide, his full lips muttering obscenities along the lines of his good you felt around him. So soft, so silky, so wet, so good.

When you kissed, it was not a kiss. It was just the parts, a sloppy meeting of tongues, teeth, and lips, all tangled up and touching on another. It was broken down by lust fueled by love, by the warmth of heated skin, by the kindness one human offers to another. He paused his hips to slide his hands up to hold your head with his fingers tangled in your hair.

"I love you, I love you, IloveyouIloveyou." You groaned against his lips at first before babbling it out like you couldn't hold it in you much longer. You needed it out, in the air. You hips rutted, you pussy leaving his cock soaked as you dripped. Your clit rubbed against his hair-covered pelvis and you shivered with pleasure. "Please, don't stop."

Hobie chuckled a little and you fed on it like you've never known any other substance. "I love you too, dove. 'N I wanna see you fuck me. Give me a show. Jus' f'me this time." This whole time, you've been giving shows to other people, now he wants you just to himself.

You sat back up, your hands against his stomach, scratching lightly as you rocked your hips. Hobie watched the way your body moved, hypnotized by the way you rolled and danced. You bounced on his cock, each one met with a lazy thrust into you.

You closed your eyes and tossed your head back, your mouth slightly ajar. You let the pleasure take you, you felt every thrust of his cock inside you, every point of pleasure it touched, the way your greedy, swollen clit rubbed against his pelvic bone, his hands on your hips, sliding up and down your thighs to coax you to continue. You loved his light voice, "you go' i', baby. Keep goin', jus' like tha'. My lovely, looks so pretty." His voice strained with each word, the beginnings of an orgasm making themselves known in his throat.

You shuddered, pussy trembling with your own climax. "I wanna cum together, Hobie. Please." You pleaded with him, looking back down at his fucked out expression trying to hold on to some cohesiveness. His muscles tightened as you fucked him harder, bringing yourself all the way up to the tip of his cock before coming down with a loud clap.

"Wha'eva you wan', lovely. I'll do wha'eva you wan'." He'll be whatever you want to. He just needs you in every way he can have you, for as long as he can have you. "You keep goin' like this 'n 'm gonna cum inside this gorgeous cunt of ya's."

You moaned at the thought of his cum filling you up, taking up the space his cock once did. "Do it, do it, please." You were just on the edge of your orgasm and he could tell. The way your walls clamped around him told everything and each movement brought him closer as well.

It was a simultaneous reaction. It took you both at once. Your moans were louder than before, mingling together embracing each other as your pussy quivered and milked his cock just the way he needed to shoot ribbons of cum right against your cervix and coat your walls in white. There was just so much of it and you continued to ride him, earning a few whimpers from Hobie as you milked him nice and thoroughly. To the point that his cum leaked through the tight seal his cock made with your entrance and dribbled down the underside of his cock and down his balls.

You felt so warm, so full. You fell on top of him, let him wrap his arms around you as you took in his scent so intrinsically his. You missed him so much, missed the feel of his sweaty skin against yours, missed the sound of his labored breath in your ear, then his chuckle he inevitably did at some point. You shook with his chest, rocking your hips a little to feel the comfort of his softening cock inside you.

"What's so funny?" You asked, drawing imaginary shapes against his chest in the dark.

"Really slutted me out in the end there. 've neva whimpered before." He laughed again, tossing a arm over his face to hide his embarrassment. You were laughing with him, a smile half pressed into his chest. "We could do it again."

There was a long stretch of silence as your laugher faded together and you sat there with him still inside you and his cum leaking out in globs, creating a mess between the both of you. There was so much you two needed to say, so many conversations you needed to have, but you narrowed it down in 8 words.

"I missed ya, luv." Hobie began.

"I missed you too." He'd never know how much hearing those words from his pierced lips would make your heart soar. The fact that he said it first, even more so.

"Remember tha' shower you was talkin' 'bout?"

You thought back to that moment of embarrassment for you when you had invited him to shower with you and he had refused. "How could I forget?" Even thinking about it now made your cheeks ache as blood rushed to them.

Hobie shifted a little beneath you. "I wanna take it now." A smile began to creep up onto your face and now your cheeks burned for another reason.

"Let's go take it then."

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she calls me daddy

Pairings: Kate Bishop x fem!queer!Reader; suggestions of other male avengers x Reader

Summary: Reader may be flirting with the guys all night but she always goes home to Kate in the end. Based on she calls me daddy by KiNG MALA.

Contains: Choking, spanking, oral sex (R receiving), pet names (R calling Kate “daddy”), suggestions of sex with men with the warnings already mentioned. 18+, Minors DNI

A/N: Reader can be read as being any sexuality that involves being attracted to more than one gender <3

She's a little bit psycho

But she follows

When I call in the middle of the night

Kate grimaced as she watched the boys circle round you, listening intently like obedient little puppies with wagging tails as you told a story about taking out five agents at once. They were completely captivated by you and it wasn’t just because of your knack for story telling.

These were some of Earth’s mightiest heroes; the strongest men on the planet but they all just about swooned whenever you would be generous enough to give them your time.

Bucky had his hand on the small of your back, his head dipped to be closer to your face and take in every word you said. Thor had leaned his elbow off the bar on the other side of you, making sure that he was flexing and you could see those bulging muscles. Sam was more calm and collected, standing in front of you casually with his hand in his pocket and the other holding a beer. However, he wasn’t discreet in how he’d looked you up and down every now and then, being enchanted by your figure. Shang Chi also stood next to Sam across from you and bellowed heartily at all of your jokes. His cheeks hurt from smiling so wide at everything you were saying.

It was hilarious really, all of this effort was being expended on you but at the end of the night, you’d be going home to Kate’s house to be used in any way she saw fit.

She’s got you wrapped around her finger

You try to linger

But she's already on her way to mine

“Doesn’t it bother you that she gets all of that attention?” Yelena asked, grabbing Kate’s focus away from you. She was one of the very select few people who knew of yours and Kate’s “arrangement”. The blonde sipped her drink thoughtfully and watched Kate adamantly protest.

“Absolutely not, no. No way. She’s her own person, she can do what she likes.” Kate insisted. She took a large gulp of the questionable spirit that Yelena had handed her and tried to hide the obvious burn in her throat to look cool in front of the assassin.

“If you say so, Kate Bishop,” Yelena shrugged. “Although I have heard the way you make her moan so I wouldn’t be too worried if I were you.”

Kate blinked several times in disbelief at her slightly unusual and unlikely friend. “What do you mean you’ve heard her moan?”

“I slept on your couch last Friday night.”

“But I didn’t invite you to my house on Friday night!”

Yelena groaned as if Kate was the one that was being unreasonable. “Kate, you should know by now that I can come and go without you even noticing. Besides, you’re focusing on the wrong part. I know that you are probably a better fuck than all of those men put together.”

Kate nodded, thinking about it a little with her eyebrow raised. Yelena was right, many times had you exclaimed at Kate that she was the best you’d ever had as she’d brought you to your climax several times in one session. The archer turned back to look at you again. Annoyingly, the guys had moved in even closer to you in a passive aggressive stand off to win your affection. Nevertheless, it was Kate that received the whimsical and suggestive eyes from across the room and she knew that it was her that would be making you moan again that night.

She plays with the boys

But she comes home to me

Cause she might be your girl

But she’s calling me daddy

The longer the night went on, the more primal showboating was exhibited by the men. They’d all shoved each other in a needy and pathetic attempt to show you how to play pool. It was Sam that prevailed and he’d pressed himself up against your back, whispering in your ear what to do and basically bending you over the table to “show you the best technique”.

Thor nonchalantly told you about his great battle stories from across the realms, being sure to drop in that many a time the odds were against him but he had emerged victorious. He contended that whilst a vibranium arm, ten “magic” rings and the shield were cool, they weren’t quite Mjolnir or Stormbreaker.

Bucky and Shang Chi had cornered you to settle a debate on what would make the best first date. Bucky was insistent that it was dinner and dancing; men these days just didn’t know how to treat a woman. Shang Chi had advocated for drinks and karaoke; it’s casual and fun, no one has to take themselves too seriously. When they had prodded you for an answer you just smiled sweetly and told them that both sounded like perfect ideas for a first date. This just spurred them on even more in hopes of achieving a date with you.

Kate started to feel more and more insecure watching all of these events unfold. It was like watching you being stalked as prey by a bunch of wolves. Suddenly, the idea occurred to her that maybe none of them were relenting because you hadn’t given them a reason to.

It was a tough pill to swallow; the idea that you had already given yourself over to them the way you did for Kate. Perhaps, you had actually slept with any number of them before and not told her. It’s not like the two of you discussed your other sexual partners while she was making you see stars. Still, watching you giggle and flirt with the guys whilst never displaying any signs of discouragement was all the evidence she needed.

Kate was starting to feel apprehensive that she was disposable to you. Whilst you might have been sleeping with other avengers and other people outside of the team for that matter; Kate had only ever wanted you.

She's mine

She wears a collar with my name

Secretive but not ashamed

Kate had had enough of watching the guys stumble over each other in desperate attempts to get close to you. Her breathing got heavy and her actions became aggressive. The final straw was watching Bucky put his arms around you from behind and swaying with you to the cheesy song playing.

Kate stormed over, puffing her chest out, with her hands in her pockets, exuding as much masculine energy as possible to join this competition.

“Come with me to the bathroom.” She ordered assertively giving you a look which told you that you should comply.

“Okay.” You replied, giving Bucky’s had a light tap. “Can you let me go, Buck? I’ll be right back, promise.” He quickly let you go with a pout on his face, devastated that you were going but eager for the return you’d promised.

“Why do girls always need to go to the bathroom together?” Sam interjected with a laugh. It amused you as you knew this wasn’t going to be a cute little catch up whilst topping up lipglosses together.

“I would tell you why, Sam, but then I’d have to kill you.” You flirted as Kate took your hand to pull you away. She groaned internally and rolled her eyes as you gave the boys a cute little wave and followed her into the bathroom.

Kate wasted no time in shoving you up against the wall, pinning your hands above your head and kissing you roughly. You moaned a little into her mouth, having been taken by surprise and you felt a familiar heat grow between your legs.

“You. Are. Driving. Me. Crazy.” She growled against your mouth before kissing you again, almost as though she was trying to consume you.

You smirked into the kiss, shuffling a little against her as you got more and more turned on. Kate was firm and still, holding your wrists in place against the wall. She moved to kiss along your jaw and finally down to your neck. The smell of cologne was lingering on you. It could have been from any of them, given that they’d all taken turns in trying to press themselves against you. It burned in Kate’s nostrils and motivated her even further to claim you.

Infatuated with an incredible need to mark her territory, Kate had become no better than the guys.

She harshly bit down on your neck and sucked in your most sensitive spot which inspired an excited yelp from you.

“Fucking hell, Kate.” You breathed out, moaning as she kept going. She dropped your wrists and her hands roamed the rest of your body, kneading your tits, dragging her nails down your abdomen over your dress and landing with a smack on your ass, cupping your cheeks.

You had wrapped your arms around her shoulders, enjoying every second of having her hands all over you. In truth, you enjoyed flirting with the guys. Partly because they were all undeniably handsome but mostly because you know it would get Kate all worked up like this.

Once she’d left a suitably obvious hickey on your neck she left a kiss on it and admired her work. She reached her hand up and grabbed on to your throat tightly and you relished in the squeeze.

“Who do you belong to?” Kate asked, giving you a stern and authoritarian look.

“You.” You moaned, enjoying this a little too much already.

“You, what?”

“You, daddy.”

Kate smirked and bit her lip at you becoming a mess already for her. “That’s right, babygirl. That’s fucking right.”

She turned you round so your chest was pressed against the wall. Your ass received a couple of harsh spanks before Kate pulled the hem of your dress up to rest on your hips. Her next move was to get on her knees behind you, biting at the sore flesh of your ass and you could have screamed. Fingertips digging into the wall and legs trembling, you turned your head to look at the door being so painfully aware that anyone could just walk in.

Kate pulled your underwear down and let it fall to your ankles. Putting her hand between your thighs, she parted your legs to get at her favourite part of your body. Slowly, she opened her mouth and dragged her tongue along your aching clit. A gasp was emitted from your lips and you arched your back to stick your bum out, exposing more of your pussy to Kate’s tongue.

Kate chuckled at your eagerness and submission. Her hands gripped your hips to keep you in place as she started to suck on your clit. She would take long gulps and hollowed out her cheeks to the drag the pleasure out for as long as possible. You were a writhing, moaning mess. Your forehead was pressed against the wall in a pathetic attempt to ground yourself. Your hands awkwardly flailed from resting against the wall to putting them over Kate’s on your hips. Usually, you would tug at her hair but with her being on her knees behind you, it was too difficult.

She hummed contentedly against you and it sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through your body. The mewls and cries you let out were so high pitched, you were both a little in shock that your voice could even go that high. Kate would alternate her method between sucking your clit to get it all nice and sensitive and then would lap it up with her tongue. The noises you were making told her all she needed to know about what a good job she was doing.

She noted your legs beginning to shake and knew you were close. Feeling yourself get very sensitive you tried to move away from her. Kate responded with gripping your hips tighter and digging her nails in. This sent you flying over the edge.

“Oh my god, thank you, daddy! I’m cumming, fuck!” You screamed as you let go, Kate sucking for longer in order to drag your orgasm out for as long as possible.

You leaned against the wall for support, your hands pressed on it to steady yourself. You focused on your haphazard breathing and attempted to regulate it. Kate gently pulled your underwear back up and stood up to pull your dress back down. She kissed your shoulder repeatedly and rubbed your back as you came to.

“You wanna go home?” She asked softly.

“Yeah.” You replied, knowing it wouldn’t be long before both of you were up for round two.

You should see their face when they finally realize

That she plays with the boys

But she comes home to me

It was pretty obvious when you and Kate emerged from the bathroom what you had been up to. Her hand was on the small of your back and she occasionally gave you some shoulder kisses. Likewise, you adorned a large love bite on your neck whilst your face and chest were red and flushed.

Kate wished she could have taken a picture of the guys’ faces. Each one of them had their jaw dropped in complete shock, having realised just how naive and clueless they had been all night. It made you giggle but it made Kate smug.

You took your bag back from Shang Chi who was holding it for you, giving the four men a sweet smile. “Tonight was fun, I’ll see you guys later. Bye.”

They wordlessly all raised their hands to wave you off. All of them were bitter and disappointed they had not caught on that it was Kate they had needed to compete with.

You turned to Kate who had tasked herself with sorting the Uber. Her hand returned to your back as she guided you out of the bar. She may not have had good odds in a fight against any of the four men, but she had won this and honestly, this was more satisfying.

Head's a mess

She's responsible

Change her mind

It's impossible

You rested your head on Kate’s shoulder in the car, relaxing into her. Kate moved and put her arm around you to which you gave a contented sigh.

Kate looked down at the sweet sight of you in her arms and began to wonder if this was enough for her. She couldn’t handle watching men flirting with you in a bar right in front of her face so she shuddered to think about what you did behind her back.

Her brain flooded with intense intrusive thoughts. Bucky’s vibranium arm round your neck, squeezing it just the way you liked. Sam bending you over that pool table, riding your dress up and pulling your underwear down just as Kate had done in the bathroom. Shang Chi spanking you as you let out excited moans, begging him for more. Thor eating you out as though you were his last meal and making your voice hoarse with your screams.

Kate groaned, the thoughts making her feel nauseous. She was aware that you had maybe done any of those things before. The real kick in the teeth though, is that you weren’t Kate’s girlfriend and were perfectly free to still do those things.

You had never suggested wanting anything serious, seemingly content with the arrangement you and Kate had whilst freely flirting with the guys on nights out. It occurred to the archer that she might control you in the bedroom but in real life it was you that held the reigns. You had everyone right where you wanted them.

Watch the girl get what she likes

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amalia-writes · 2 years

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could you write a Jeremiah fic? Angsty but fluff at the end?

Finally Yours (Jeremiah Fisher x Reader)

Summary: You are talking to another boy and Jeremiah realizes his feelings for you. You go to a party and things go downhill and feelings are hurt.

Warnings: Swearing, Underage drinking, arguments/yelling, make out session, implied fight, grammar errors.

Here you go! Also I might not post for the next couple of weeks because I’ll be going on vacation! Thank you so much for reading my Conrad x reader one shot!

Jeremiah had no idea what happened, how it happened. How he had started to look at you in a new light, like you were the prettiest girl in the world. He didn’t even know why he started to like you. But he realized he was more aware of how you smiled, or when you’d touch him. He was more aware of all of you.

He knew you had a crush on him, everyone knew you had a crush on him. In fact his mom encouraged him to ask you out on a date but he refused. At the time he didn’t like you like that and he didn’t want to hurt you. He knew you had liked him forever, since you met him back in 3rd grade. But he refused to make any move on you because he didn’t want to lead you on.

But Jeremiah realized he should have. Because there you were, in the pool kissing a guy. Kissing a guy that wasn’t Jeremiah. Jeremiah was watching you and that guy, Ryan or Will. He never remembered and he never cared to remember. He felt an uncomfortable feeling when he looked at the two of you. He was so insanely jealous. But he refused to tell you how he felt, especially after all the people he had been with in front of you. He didn’t want to take away your happiness.

Jeremiah couldn’t look at the two of you being that affectionate in the pool anymore. He had to admit he was watching the two of you for about 10 minutes and those 10 minutes were the most horrible minutes of his life. He wanted to look away but for some reason he was just stuck.

“Oh hey Jere! Do you want to play Mario Kart with me? I’ll definitely beat your ass this time.” Steven said, walking into the kitchen.

Jeremiah cleared his head of his thoughts and ran a hand through his hair. He turned to look at Steven who was staring at him, probably waiting for an answer.

“Maybe later tonight, I think I’m gonna take a nap. I have a major hangover from last nights party.” Jeremiah responded, making up an excuse.

He didn’t even drink last night, in fact he barely even partied because he was too focused on you flirting with that guy. He hated feeling like this. He hated seeing you with a guy.

“Oh no worries man. It’s for the best anyways, I didn’t want to embarrass you.” Steven snickered.

Jeremiah smiled at him mockingly. Before swatting him in the head, causing Steven to mumble a ‘ouch’. Jeremiah laughed at Steven rubbing his head mumbling curses at him. He decided to walk up to his room and lay down for a little bit.

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You were currently in the pool with a guy named Will. You had met will at the country club and you guys got along almost immediately. You had met will a few weeks ago and since then the two of you had been hanging out almost every day. You both had liked each other romantically and had been slowly getting familiar with each other. But Will hadn’t asked you to be his girlfriend yet. You were a little confused but you didn’t make it a big deal and you were kind of relieved because you weren’t sure you wanted to be in a relationship.

“Y/n are you listening?” Wills voice brought you back to you surroundings.

“Sorry, I zoned out for a minute.” You laughed blushing a little from embarrassment.

Will laughed too and moved closer to you, if that was even possible. He was already so close that your noses were touching. His hand moved to touch your lips and you heard him take a breath in. You noticed him staring at your lips and you couldn’t help but stare at his too. He was a good kisser and he was always so gentle and polite with you. Will moved his head so his lips were just an inch away from yours. This time you were the one who took a breath in.

He was about to kiss you but paused. “Can I kiss you right now?” He asked, his voice barley above a whisper.

You melted, he was so sweet and so kind. You nodded and moved to connect his lips with yours. It was sweet and simple but it was nice. You didn’t have much kissing experience, in fact your first kiss was from Jeremiah who wanted to do the chapstick challenge with you. You only kissed him once because you chickened out after the first kiss.

Will picked you up causing you to wrap your legs around his waist. He had one hand on you waist and the other was on your face. You moved your hands to his neck and tried kissing him deeper, which made Will moan into your mouth. You smiled at that and moved to have one hand run a hand through his hair.

“Oh my god, you guys are literally making out in the middle of the fucking pool! Get a room!” Belly yelled.

You quickly shoved Will away and turned to look at Belly. Belly was standing in her swimsuit next to Conrad who wouldn’t look you in the eye. Which was understandable considering they both just caught you making out with Will.

“Sorry Bells.” You mumbled.

Belly smiled at you finding the situation funny and turned to whisper something in Conrad’s ear. You tried to listen but only heard Jeremiah’s name. Conrad must have found what she said funny because he was laughing too. You tilted your head looking at the two of them but they were too busy laughing so you shrugged it off.

“I actually should go now. Are you gonna go to the party at Shayla’s tonight?” Will turned to you.

“Probably not, I have to do a few things tonight.” You answered.

You weren’t a big party person and tonight you definitely did not want to party. You had a book and a nice cup of hot chocolate waiting for you. Will nodded at you and came over to you to give you a kiss on the cheek before he hopped out of the pool. You also got out of the pool and walk over to the chair where your towel sat.

Belly and Conrad must have been waiting for you before going inside because they were talking with each other while you were drying yourself off. After you had finished drying off you put your towel in the laundry bin outside and walked over to Belly and Conrad.

“Are you guys gonna go to the party tonight?” You asked.

The three of you guys started walking into the house.

Belly answered, “Yeah we are, Steven and Jeremiah are coming along too. You should come it’d be fun.”

You guys had made it into the living room where Steven was playing Mario Kart and all sat down to watch him while he played.

“I don’t know, I mean I already told Will I wasn’t going to go.”

Steven turned to look at you, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Who cares! You can surprise him, plus the both of us can get ready together, it’ll be so much fun!” Belly said. You sighed thinking about it

“Okay, maybe I will go.”

Belly jumped out of her seat and moved over to hug you. You let out a laugh and hugged her back. You looked at the other two boys who had also laughed at Belly’s actions.

“Don’t make me regret this Conklin. You know how much I hate parties.” You warned her still hugging her.

“You won’t regret it. You’ll have such a fun time!” Belly murmured in your shoulder.

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You were currently getting ready with Belly, you had decided to go to the party because pretty much everyone was going and Belly really wanted you to come along.

Belly was already dressed and was just finishing up her make up, but you had started with make up first, which you were already done with. You were decided on wearing a short red dress that had lace or if you wanted to wear shorts and a white crop top that had flower designs.

“Belly what should I wear?” You asked her pointing to the two outfits. Belly looked at the both of them and then looked back at you.

“Definitely the dress, red looks so good on you!” Belly decided.

You nodded at her and moved to put the dress on. As you were putting the dress on Belly looked at you through the mirror.

“Can i help you, or do you just want to look at this sexy body.” You smirked at her and then let out a laugh.

She smiled and laughed at your joke before looking at you again.

“Can I ask you something?” You nodded at her still changing.

“Do you still have feelings for Jere? I mean now that you’re dating Will.”

“We aren’t dating, he hasn’t even asked me out yet. And I don’t know what to feel about Jere, I mean I’ve liked him forever but I know those feelings will never be reciprocated so I just don’t think it’s worth it.” You mumbled.

“Don’t say that, Jere has a way of surprising people you know.”

You looked at her confused as to why she would say that and right as you were about to say something there was a knock on the door.

“Girls hurry up! Jere already left 30 minutes ago and Conrad’s getting impatient.” Steven yelled through the door.

The two of you looked at each other and giggled. “Okay, we’ll be down in just a second!” The both of you yelled.

You both hurriedly finished putting on your make up and outfits before walking out the door.

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Jeremiah was at the party getting drunk. He was taking shot after shot. He realized that it probably wasn’t the best thing to but he continued to do it anyways. He wanted one night without you in his head.

He had left earlier than the rest of the group because it gave him a head start and he also wouldn’t be in the same car as you.

He was starting to feel the affect of the alcohol, stumbling around and slurring his speech. Jeremiah was currently playing cup pong with a few people he didn’t know. He had his arm lazily around a girl who he assumed liked him and his other arm was attempting to throw the ping pong ball in the cup.

Jeremiah turned his head and saw you and the others walking over to where he was. And to him you were the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. His eyes traveled up your body and you were wearing the sexiest red dress he had ever seen. It had hugged your body in all the perfect places and it stood a little above your thighs, it was perfect. You were perfect. You noticed him looking at you and you gave him a smile and you were to wave but then saw the girl he was with and turned away.

“S’kcute.” Jeremiah mumbled into the girls ear.

He had attempted to say ‘so cute’ but it came out all jumbled. The girl blushed and smiled at Jeremiah, assuming it was said about her but really, it was about you.

“Should we get out of here?” She responded, a small blue on her cheek.

Jeremiah had thought about it for a second. He wanted to say no but he hadn’t been with anyone in weeks and this was the perfect opportunity for him. Too drunk to say anything Jeremiah just nodded his head. The girl took his hand and lead him away from where they were playing cup pong.

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You had walked into the party and immediately tried to find Will. After looking around for about 2 minutes you couldn’t find him, but you did find Jeremiah. You saw him and gave him a smile and that’s when you noticed the girl that he was with. He looked so comfortable around her and she was gorgeous. You decided to look away from the two and focus on the party around you. But from the glimpse of your eye you had noticed that Jeremiah was walking with the girl up the stairs.

You turned to Belly and Conrad. Steven had already left to go find Shayla.

“I’m gonna go find Will!” You yelled because the music was a bit too loud.

The two of them nodded and you started to walk away. You decided to check upstairs first because it was quieter up there. You made your way up the stairs and noticed that there were only a few rooms. You checked the first room but it was just a bathroom. Then you checked the other room and noticed it was a bedroom. It was dark in the bedroom and hard for you two see but you could make out 2 silhouettes on the bed, and to you it looked like they were kissing.

You had become flustered after realizing what was going on and stood there in shock for a second. Right as you were about to leave the two people turned.

“Yo dude there’s this thing called knocking!” The guy yelled.

You perked up at the sound of his voice. His voice was familiar to you but you couldn’t quite place where you knew him from. And then it dawned on you. That was Will, no wonder his voice sounded so familiar. Your heart beat a little quicker and your palms became a little sweatier.

“Will?” Your voice quivered. You prayed to god that it wasn’t him. He was so sweet, so nice, there’s no way he’d do that to you.

“Y/n?” The voice responded.

Your heart dropped.

You couldn’t breathe. Everything hurt. You weren’t even dating but he had been one of the first guys to like you, to actually like you. You felt tears forming in your eyes and couldn’t help but let out a small sob.

Realizing you were still in the bedroom with Will and the girl, you ran out.

“Y/n! Please, please wait!” Will yelled as you were running away.

He grabbed you before you were able to get too far.

“Y/n please.”

You pulled away from him, slapping him on the cheek.

“Don’t, I hate you and I cannot talk to you right now.” You yelled anger in your voice.

You walked away as Will stood there not following you.

You were sobbing now, aware of the people staring as you shoved pass them. But you were too hurt to care. You wanted to find Jeremiah. Jeremiah was the one who’d cheer you up all the time.

You were still crying but it wasn’t as intense as before and you were still looking for Jeremiah. You made your way outside, people still looking your way. You ignored the whispers and the looks and walk over to the sitting area outside. You had searched for Jeremiah in the sea of people, before realizing he was right in front of you. Three feet away from you.

And somehow, some fucking how. Your night had become ten times worse. There he was, kissing a girl, his hand on her thigh, hers in his hair. The tears came back, stronger than before. How did this hurt more than Will kissing that girl?

You knew the answer, but you refused to admit it. You hadn’t realized but you were sobbing, loudly. Jeremiah broke the kiss with the girl. His head moving to the side where you stood crying. You noticed his eyes widened and he stood up ignoring the girl completely.

Now everyone was watching you. How could they not? You were crying in front of everyone but all you could focus on was Jeremiah. The Jeremiah who you had always had feelings for. You knew it wasn’t out of character for him to kiss someone. In fact it was so normal for him to go off with people all the time. But for some reason, it stung so much more in this moment.

“Y/n, what’s wrong?” Jeremiah softly spoke. Stepping closer to you. He was completely sober now.

You stepped back. Him asking you that made you cry hard. But you didn’t want to be near him, to look at him, or for him to see you cry. You were embarrassed but the tears wouldn’t stop. You closed your eyes in frustration, trying to find your voice.

“N-nothing is wrong.” Your voice cracked, of course it did.

Jeremiah’s eyebrows furrowed, eyes full of concern for the girl crying in front of him. “Don’t lie to me.”

You scoffed, you were more angry than upset now. The weight of the things that have happened in the span of 10 minutes all coming down on you.

“I’m not lying, I’m just gonna go home. Sorry for interrupting your fuck session.” You spat.

You turned around walking off. People whispering about your little outburst. You didn’t look at them, you were too ashamed, too embarrassed. You made your way out to the front yard, realizing that you had to find Belly, Conrad, and Steven. Because they were your ride home.

You yelled in frustration, throwing a rock into the green lawn in front of you. How had everything gone to shit in one night? You swore the world was against you.

“Y/n?” You heard a voice behind you. And you immediately knew whose voice it was. You didn’t turn around. You didn’t want to turn around.

“What do you want Jeremiah?” You whispered, voice shaky.

“Are you okay?” You heard his foot steps move closer from behind you.

You wrapped your arms around yourself. “I already told you I’m fine.”

Jeremiah scoffed. “No you’re not, and I already told you not to lie to me.”

You turned eyes narrowing at him. “Well maybe I just don’t want to talk to you right now!”

His eyes widened in shock and you immediately felt bad.

“Seriously, what’s up with you? Why are you acting like this? You’re acting like a-” Jeremiah snapped his mouth shut before finishing his sentence. Eyes widened again.

Your stomach twisted. You knew what he was about to say. You knew that were acting like one, but you never thought he’d say that to you. You glared at him.

“Like a what Jeremiah? Why don’t you just finish that sentence?“ you spoke bitterly, your voice still shaky. “We both knew what you were about to say! If that’s what you think about me, say it!”

“Stop yelling at me!” His eyes softened, “I-I didn’t mean it.”

He stepped closer, causing you to step back. You were so upset at him. You were so upset at everything. You were hurting so bad right now, but you didn’t know how to not turn it into anger.

“Sure you didn’t.”

“Y/n talk to me.” He whispered.

You had contemplated and were about to say something, but you looked at the front door and saw Jeremiah’s fuck buddy leaning against the door. She was looking at you and when she had noticed you looking at her she walked down, next to Jeremiah.

“Jere, let’s continue what we started, she obviously wants to be left alone.”

Her arms wrapped around his neck, her whole front side pressed against his backside. You glared at them and felt your stomach twist again. You focused on Jeremiah, and he hadn’t even pushed her away.

“Yes Jeremiah, why don’t you go fuck her right now? I’m fine alone.” Jealousy built up in you.

You looked him in the eye and your heart broke. He was upset. You wanted to apologize, but your pride was too strong. Jeremiah pushed the girl off of him and walked away from the two of you.

“Hey! What the hell was that for!” The girl yelled at him throwing her arms in the air.

You were frozen, you had been horrible to Jeremiah. You were so angry at Will and Jeremiah and you had taken it out on him. You didn’t even have the right to be angry over Jeremiah. He had never liked you, your feelings were never reciprocated.

You felt the tears come back again. You were sure Jeremiah could never forgive you. You fell to the ground, torn and upset.

Belly and Conrad came outside. Belly had immediately sat down with you and hugged you, allowing you to cry in her shoulder while she whispered things to you. Conrad had gone back inside to get the keys from Steven. Tonight was a horrible night. The conclusion that you came to was that you were a terrible person. You never acted this way. Especially not towards Jeremiah, you never even had a serious fight with him.

Conrad eventually came out of the house with the keys. He had to pick you up and take you to the car because you were that sad.

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Light streamed through your open window. Your eyes had opened up and you had immediately closed them. Your head was pounding and your eyes were probably red and swollen. You turned to your side and checked the time to see that it was 12:00 pm. You closed your eyes and sighed. You didn’t want to leave your room. You were sure everyone would be incredibly concerned for you and you didn’t want to face them, face him.

You heard a knock on the door and a second later it opened. You glanced at who it was and it was Laurel. She had a glass of water and a pill in hand. She had given you a soft smile and walked into your room, sitting on your bed.

“Hey sweetie, take this.” She handed you the pill and water.

You sat up and quickly swallowed the pill and had some water. Laurels hand came over your face to move a strand of hair out of your face.

“How are you doing? I heard you had a rough night.”

You didn’t answer her verbally, and instead gave her a shrug looking away from her. In your peripheral vision you saw her frown. You were so scared for the consequences of your actions. You had fucked up.

“Jeremiah told us what happened, do you want to talk about it?” She murmured.

You wanted to cry but tears wouldn’t come out. You were sure it was because you used up all the tears you had last night and the fact you were probably dehydrated. Laurel gave you a hug and a tight squeeze with it.

“I messed up, Jere is never going to forgive me.” You whispered.

Laurel pulled away from your hug and frowned, rubbing your shoulders. “No sweetie, you were hurt, we all make mistakes. Belly told us what caused you to act that way. They’re all worried for you. Even Jeremiah.”

“I was so mean to him, I-I treated him like shit. I was jealous and angry and- and I was so so hurt.” Your voice cracked and Laurel gave you another hug.

“He’s going to forgive you. You’re y/n and he’s Jeremiah. He has a soft spot for you.”

You shook your head, even though tears weren’t coming out your body wracked with sobs. You hated this feeling. Hated how you treated your best friend like shit.

Laurel pet your hair in a soothing manner. Humming to you until you calmed down. You were so thankful for her.

“How about you come down for lunch hm?” Laurel spoke grabbing both of your shoulders.

“I’d rather stay up here and mope.”

Laurel let out a small laugh and you along with her. She understood and didn’t push you or anything. She gave you a kiss on the head before standing up and walking to the door. She opened the door but didn’t walk out of it.

“It’s going to be okay y/n, I’ll save you some extra food in case you decide to come down.” Laurel smiled softly before walking out.

You had felt better, but you wanted to delay talking to Jeremiah for as long as possible. You knew you’d talk to him sometime today but you didn’t want to right at this moment. You needed time for yourself, to think and regret your actions.

You laid in bed, staring at your ceiling for about fifteen minutes before another knock came from your door. You sat up ninety percent sure that it was Belly or Conrad. You pat your hair down and made sure you looked halfway decent.

“Come in!” You yelled.

The door opened slowly and you saw who it was. You sat up a little straighter and became nervous almost instantly.

Jeremiah walked in, looking down at the floor. He closed the door behind him, took a deep breathe, and made the decision to look at you. You noticed he had eye bags and a little cut and bruise on his face. He looked nervous, almost as nervous as you.

“Hi.” He said, still staring at you.

“Hi.” You responded giving him a small smile.

He didn’t smile back but he seemed a little relieved. He made his way to the chair next to your bed. You didn’t know what to say and from the look on his face neither did he.

“Jere, I-I’m so so sorry. The way I acted towards you last night was not okay in the slightest.” You breathed out.

Jeremiah stared at you for a minute, probably processing your words.

“Y/n I forgive you, but why? Why did you act so hostile towards me, what did I do?” Jeremiah whispered, he sounded upset.

“It’s nothing you did, it was Will and then when I saw you with that girl, I don’t know I guess I was just jealous or something and took it all out on you.” You rambled.

Your eyes widened when you realized what you said. You had noticed that Jeremiah’s head perked up.

“Jealous, why would you be jealous?” He questioned leaning forward a bit.

“You know why.” You mumbled avoiding eye contact.

“Y/n, do you,” he paused. “do you still like me?”

You looked at him again, flustered and embarrassed. Jeremiah tilted his head to the side waiting for your answer.

“That’s not the point of this conversation. I’m really sorry Jeremiah. I should have taken my feelings towards Will out on you, it was childish and stupid.” You changed the subject.

Jeremiah stared at you frowning. You didn’t want to look at him. His gaze was so intense and you had no intention of confessing your feelings out loud to him.

“What if I told you, that I was jealous too.”

Your heart dropped and your stomach had butterflies. You turned to look at him, wanting to make sure he was real, this conversation was real.

“Whenever you were with Will, I was so jealous and I hated seeing you with him. I was only with that girl to stop thinking about you. So please, please say it for me.” Jeremiah had gotten up and was standing a foot away from you.

Your heart was beating so quickly. Jeremiah has feelings for you. The Jeremiah who you’ve been pinning for, for years. Jeremiah now sat on your bed. He was waiting for your response.

“You make me crazy Jeremiah. Everything you do and everything about you makes me crazy. When it comes to you logic goes out the window. And it’s because I love you, I’ve loved you since the moment I met you.” You told him, playing with your hands.

Jeremiah’s eyes lit up and gave you a big smile. You let out a small laugh because he was so cute. Jeremiah moved closer to you so now he was sitting next to you on the bed. You turned to look at him both of you smiling big. His hand moved to cup your cheek rubbing it with his thumb.

“I love you.”

You started to tear up, overwhelmed by the fact that your feelings were reciprocated. Jeremiah loved you, you y/n l/n. Jeremiah leaned his head against yours. He looked at your lips and back at your eyes, almost asking for approval to kiss you. You nodded and he didn’t have a chance to react because you had already moved to kiss him. And it was everything you had wanted and more. It was soft and it was sweet.

Jeremiah pulled away and moved to kiss your cheeks.“I love you, I love you, I love you.” was all he was saying to you as he kissed your head, your nose, and your mouth.

You pulled away from him and the both of you laid down. You leaned your head on his chest and he had wrapped his arm around your waist. You craned your neck to look at him.

“How did you get that cut and bruise?” You asked pointing to it.

He blushed and looked a way from you.

“I beat up will.”

You gasped. “You’re lying!”

He shook his head no. You flung your arms around him.

“Thank you for that. Even though I don’t promote violence, I appreciate it.” You mumbled into his neck.

He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you on the head.

“I’ll do anything for you.”

You smiled in his neck and hummed in delight.

“We should go down so you can eat. You haven’t eaten since before the party.” He stated.

“I want to stay like this for a few minutes.” You muttered.

He laughed but didn’t make a move to get up. You were happy with the way things turned out. You were happy that Jeremiah was finally yours and you his.

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stxllanutxlla · 1 year

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Lean on me

Ft. Kaeya / Diluc

angst / mentions of sex / cheating / swearing

After finishing off all the Hilichurls, the place is replaced with silence. You stood there with your (weapon o/c) in hand, panting. "YN! I finally found you. It's night already, let's go back to Mondstadt"

You quickly look over your shoulder still panting and turned around as you readied yourself for defense only to see that it was just Diluc who was dressed up in his nightly outfit. You raised your brows and looks at him in a teasing manner, "Oh~ it's just you Mr. Dark Night-"

"Please."

"Right. Sorry" you pursed your lips to contain your laugh as you look at his face. After containing yourself, "Why are you here again?" you asked him as your weapon was banished in thin air.

He approached you slowly, still cautious if there are any monsters- or worse, fatuis lurking somewhere. When he did, he just took your hand and lead you to a path that you knew was the way to the winery and then to Mondstadt.

Well, you could say that the both of you are close with him holding your hand as if he had done it a million times already. Ever since both of you were a child, you've known each other.

You smiled.

After going to the Dawn Winery just for Diluc to have his outfit changed and everything, you step into the gates of Mondstadt. You look up at the moon as it reflects brightly only to hear Diluc scoff beside you and you know it's because of the Knights. You can't help but quietly laugh as he looks at you with confusion.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, slightly worried you're going crazy for laughing at nothing.

You looked at him and continued to laugh but then stopped when you remembered your lover who was probably waiting for you to come home. Your eyes widened as you look at him. Worry filled your head, "Diluc, I forgot I have to go. I'm sorry." you said and started walking towards the apartment you live in.

You heard him sigh and began following you. "YN, he thinks you're going back tomorrow. Why not just stay with me or at Jean's?" he said with an unexplainable expression. An expression you've never seen before.

"Exactly! He thinks I'm coming back tomorrow, but I just want to surprise him!" you said, trying to keep your voice down as possible. "Also, I don't want to be a bother to you. I know you're always busy and that's the same with Jean."

He only sighed and looks at you with a stern and serious look. "How about the thing we told you?"

You stopped and heave a sigh. You turned to face him as he paused. "I told you. He would never cheat on me! You know that we love each other so much. He even said that one day he'll marry me!" You yelled a bit louder than you expected as you try to contain the irritation that is filling inside you.

He looks at you with that expression again. "Stop looking at me like that! Diluc. You, me, and your brother has known each other since we were little, so I expected that you would understand me." you said with a frown plastered on your face. You turned back around and began walking toward your apartment. "Then you should have to know how Kaeya is." You heard him say as he walked away, which made you pause.

When you didn't hear him follow you anymore, you heaved a sigh and looked down, thinking about the actions you implied earlier. 'He probably hates me now after I did that.'

Finally reaching the entrance of your home, you cleared your mind and put on a wide smile but it quickly faltered when you remember what they said again.

"YN, I'm telling you he's cheating with someone!" Jean lectured me but I paid no mind. "I'm surprised as to why you haven't thought of him cheating when he can't even lower down this flirting of his." she puts her hand on her forehead, stressed.

This time you listened, instead you stood up from your seat and approached her behind the desk. You hugged her, "I'm sorry for worrying you, Jean but I promise you, I know he won't cheat on me,"

Her face softens and closed her eyes as she felt comforted by the hug. She sighed.

You heard a knock at the door and slowly pulled away from the warm embrace to open it. Jean stood up from her usual seat and approached the Knight who was standing by the door seems to be having a problem and will be needing Jean as soon as possible. You shook your head. You looked at Jean, "You know Jean, you can always lean on me" you smiled, intentions focused on helping her but she only looks back at you with sympathy, "No, you can always lean on me... Anytime" she said and walked away with the knight leaving you confused.

You shook your head, smiled again, and fetch your keys. As you were about to insert the key, you noticed it wasn't locked so you stared lovingly, thinking Kaeya did this in case you were tired enough to even fish out your key. You opened the door as quietly as possible and went in, locking it. You went upstairs to your bedroom excitedly but when you heard weird noises, you began to panic and slowly approached the bedroom.

Reaching for the doorknob, you suddenly stopped as your eyes began to widen, and your vision began to blur thinking of the worse. With shaky hands, you opened the door slowly just to take a peek. That's when your whole person shattered. Realizing that everything they said is true.

'He's having fun with another- and with my best friend too?' you couldn't contain your sobs. Before they can hear you, you quickly ran down and out of the apartment.

'I should've fucking listened!' you continue to rant in your head as you sprint away out the gates, far from the city Running towards the place only you and the people you told know- if they paid attention that is.

As the night went by, the sun shone and the people of Mondstadt did their daily routine except for Master Diluc. He knew it was going to happen eventually, so why is he worrying now? Why does his heart hurt after seeing you continue to tell yourself that what they said is all a lie? But where are you? He sighed.

He entered the tavern with a stern look hoping that he won't see his brother, but if you speak of the devil then he shall come. He scowled at the sight. Kaeya looks pleased as he talks to Bhea as if he didn't just fuck with her. If only he could shout at him and throw him out, because who cares about reputation when the person you love is being played around by their supposed lover? He paused... Love? Do I.. love them?

It's been an hour of Diluc wiping mugs and helping Charles behind the counter when his brother approached him, Bhea still sitting on their table with a smug look on her plastic ugly ass face. "So, Master Diluc, have you seen YN around? I haven't seen them, they were supposed to come back after sunrise." he leaned in using his elbows to support his weight.

Diluc glared at the said bluenette, "Why. Are you asking me this? Aren't you supposed to know since you are their lover?" he said emphasizing the word in bold.

Kaeya's eyes widen and as he was about to speak the tavern door opens revealing the acting grandmaster, Jean. "Master Diluc, Kaeya. YN's missing" she said with a strong voice keeping her glare at Kaeya's.

Diluc insisted that he will be the one to find you for he knows where you might be and just as he predicted. "Hold on there, brother. I'm their lover therefore I'm going to find them." Kaeya intervened with a hard look.

Suddenly, "Kaeya?! Didn't you say that you're going to break up with that bitch?!" The assface— I mean— Bhea, angrily spoke as she stared at Kaeya.

"Looks like you have to calm down your chihuahua. I'll be going." Diluc spoke again with a stern voice and walked away from the tavern with Jean.

"Why would Kaeya even replace Y/N with their own best friend? And most importantly, why someone like Bhea? Y/N befriended her because they pity Bhea for having to be bullied by everyone back then and-" Before Jean can continue with her ramble, Diluc spoke. "Grand Acting Master Jean, I think you should focus back to work now. I'll get Y/N, trust me."

There you are, sitting on the sand, legs pulled over your chest with your arms folded as you stare at the glimmering sea. Eyes puffy and red from crying and the dark circles beneath your eyes make it even worse. Nobody goes here for some reason, one of them is because it's well hidden.

He approached your stiff body carefully for you might flinch away from him scared but he didn't get any reaction. You're still there sitting and seemed to have no more care for the world. And so he sat beside you, "You might hurt your eyes if you keep looking in the glistening waters" he said, copying your position but keeping his look on you.

"Good" you mumbled soon after.

He sighed as he slowly reached out to embrace you. He pulled your head towards his chest and held your waist for support.

Hearing his calm beating heart, you relaxed from your stiff position and slowly returned the embrace. You breathed his scent and immediately felt sleep trying to swallow you like a big wave.

"Diluc, " you whispered. When you heard him hum in response, you continued "I'm sorry, I should have listened. " as you fell into a seamless sleep comforted enough by his hug.

You may not able to see it because you're asleep, but there's a small smile forming on his face as you said that and it somehow gave him hope for an unknown reason but he didn't mind it, to be honest, he felt nice. He felt like he's found home again and he never wants to let go of it.

"You can always lean on me, I love you."

ع˖⁺ ☁⋆ ୭ 🕊.⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹ - VentiOfficial / stxllanutxlla

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ravensliterature · 1 year

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Love Born From Cold

A/N: Sorry about the week pause! I had some birthday celebrations to do!

pairing: Fili x Reader

warnings: Primarily fluff

w/c: 1242 (sorry, on the shorter side)

Prompt: You and Fili have been separated from the rest of the group on a snowy mountain after an orc attack. Best time to discuss things?

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Fili and you had been disconnected from the rest of the company. The company was attacked by orcs in the mountains that were supposed to be safe, but the battle turned into a disaster, leaving you alone in the snowy wasteland. You hoped the rest of the company was alive as you and Fili continued to march in the hopes of making it out.

"Hey, Fili! I found an orc carcass!" You yelled back to him who was walking ahead of you. He turned to look up at you as you were a little bit of a distance in front of him. He started running to where you said it was and when he got there he saw a decapitated orc with an axe laying beside it.

"That's good, the axe appears to be of dwarvish make. Let's keep going, we must be on their trail." He said while walking past the orc.

You followed behind him looking back at the corpse. After some time of walking in silence, you decided to speak to him.

"You know, I have been thinking about something lately." You began. He looked down and listened intently.

"What is it, Y/N?" He asked after looking over his shoulder at you.

Fili stopped dead in his tracks causing you to walk right into him.

"Nothing, Fili! It was just random stuff really." You said waving him off. He seemed unconvinced, "No need to hide things from me, Y/N. What is it?"

"Well...," you said rubbing the back of your neck, "I was thinking..."

He looked down waiting for you to finish your sentence.

"About, umm, our relationship. Like, what do we actually mean to one another? And I don't know if this is too personal or not."

You had to admit it was a little confusing. Your relationship with Fili had changed so much in so short a span of time. You were each other's best friend, but recently you've begun to question. Longing glances, flirting jokes, and quick touches. But you knew that you had to continue to ask these questions. It wasn't the first time you had wondered about this, and it won't be the last. If he wanted to say anything, he probably would have done it already.

"Y/N..." He said taking your hand and squeezing it softly. "What is it that you're trying to say?"

You were taken aback by the sudden contact and stared at him confused.

"Uhh, nothing!" You said shaking your head as if that would clear away all thoughts from it. Fili was the prince of Erebor. You knew better than to get your hopes up. You never should have even brought it up. There's no way they'd ever go out together like that.

"Is something bothering you?" He whispered. "Please tell me Y/N and I will try my best to rectify it."

He said giving you his most gentle smile before turning around and continuing to walk. You followed behind him as well, not knowing he was feeling slightly disappointed.

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The snowstorm appeared to get worse and you two continued to march forward. The temperature dropped drastically from the freezing temperature of the mountain air to the freezing temperatures of snow and wind, both blowing through your hair and clothes.

After a couple more yards of traveling, you could see a dark cave in the distance. The sun was beginning to set, and although the night was still relatively early, the darkness would eventually claim the horizon and cover everything in darkness.

With no idea what kind of animal or monster lives inside that cave, you and Fili decided to go in because even if there was something inside the orcs and snow would definitely kill you.

As you and Fili walked towards the cave the storm worsened until you were barely able to see. The snow fell so hard that it almost covered your feet, causing you to slip multiple times but you managed to remain upright and continue walking.

When you finally got close enough to enter the cave, Fili reached out and grabbed your arm to guide you further in. Once you entered the cave, the storm ceased completely and the only source of light was provided by the fire in the cave you had just created.

"Let's stay here tonight and leave tomorrow morning," Fili said quietly, not wanting to scare you.

"Alright." Was all you could muster from your mouth, which had gone dry. You sat down near the fire and wrapped yourself in your fur cloak.

"Are you ok?" Fili asked standing next to you.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a cold I think."

"Here, wrap yourself up in my fur also. Two is better than one." He pulled his cloak and fur around you, creating a warm cocoon of warmth.

"Thanks." You muttered, snuggling deeper into Fili's side.

He placed his hand on your shoulder. "Y/N, what did you want to say to me earlier?"

Your eyes widened. "I told you, it was nothing. Don't worry about it." You trying to avoid eye contact with him.

Fili gave a small frown, and you knew he wouldn't let it go anytime soon. "You can't lie to me. Trust me, I know you." He chuckled and leaned in closer to your face.

You couldn't help but blush slightly. You did want to bring this up but now felt embarrassed again.

"Look, just spit it out, alright?" Fili sighed.

You closed your eyes, took a deep breath, and then blurted out, "Do you feel anything for me?!"

There was an awkward silence between you for a few seconds before Fili spoke.

"If we are being honest here Y/N, yes I feel something for you, but..." He paused as if he didn't want to continue.

"But?" You raised your eyebrows at him, curious of his answer.

"It's not that simple." He replied honestly.

"...Huh?" You said confused.

"I am the prince. When Thorin dies I must ascend the throne. I'm not sure he would..." Fili paused again.

"Would what?" You asked impatiently.

"He might not approve...of us." Fili finally said.

"So what? Why does he get to control how I show my love?" You exclaimed exasperated.

"You... you love me?" Fili looked at you surprised.

"Of course I do! Is that so hard to believe? Have I not shown you how much I-" You stopped mid-sentence.

Fili was grinning widely at you and you felt your heart stop beating.

"Y/N... I love you too." He replied simply.

All of the words you thought you heard died in your throat. All that came out was a soft whimper.

Fili leaned closer to your face and placed his lips against yours gently. It wasn't like any other kiss you had shared before. It was soft yet passionate and made your stomach flip. You wrapped your arms around Fili pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

After several minutes of exploring, you pulled away and rested your forehead against Fili's. You gazed at him lovingly before he started laughing slightly. You glared at him playfully.

"Why are you laughing?" You inquired.

"Sorry, I'm just happy." He responded.

"Me too." You whispered before leaning back in to capture his lips once again. This time you stayed with your foreheads touching one another. You had never felt so peaceful despite the cold surrounding you both.

If Thorin didn't like it he could shove it.

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mcu-coworkers · 2 years

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Promise Me

Summary: You are reminded that you are still in place for the throne and still you fall deeper and deeper for Anakin each time you meet. PT.3 to Enchanted.

Word count:1,903

Pairings: Anakin Skywalker x y/n reader

Warnings: slight mention of arranged marriage but that's it. :)

A/n: Hello! I'm trying to be more active when it comes to updating these chapters. I'm hoping to upload Chapter 4 tomorrow after the next episode comes out but we will see how the day plays out! I hope you’ve all been enjoying it and hopefully I will be back with another chapter tomorrow or in the next two days! Thank you for reading!xx

Masterlist

PT.1 PT.2 PT.4 PT.5 PT.6

Taglist: @ssophiebirkas @graciexmarvel

As you reached the doors of the council room your father looked surprised to see you accompanied by two Jedi.

“There she is, how is my beautiful daughter this morning?” he said, opening his arms as you embrace him. You may not get to spend much time with your father due to his royal duties as king but he always made sure you knew he loved you and your brother very dearly.

“Wonderful papa, thank you for letting me join you today.” you said happily yet you still wondered why he wanted you present you hardly believed your brothers words.

“There is someone I would like you to meet, my child.” he said and secretly you looked at Anakin confused as to who else other than Yoda and Windu had come with them.

“My daughter, meet prince Calum of Nabela and his father King Ja’an, they will be part of this council meeting today.” he said, “A pleasure to meet you both.” you said showing formality when suddenly the prince grabbed your hand and kissed it almost too slow as he still looked you in the eyes.

“The pleasure is all mine princess, you're as beautiful as your people say. '' he said in a deep voice, deeper than what his actual voice probably sounded like.

Anakin couldn't help himself from rolling his eyes as he witnessed the lame attempt of flirting with you as you stood too stunned to react with anything other than a smile as you pulled your hand back and secretly wiped it on your dress making Anakin smile to himself.

“Let's get started then shall we?” your father said as he walked towards the front of the table and sat you next to him.

“The prince is very admirable isn't he?” he whispered to you as you looked around wondering if anyone heard.

“Yes papa but why are they here?” you asked, still confused by their presence. “Soon my child, it will explain itself.” he said looking back up at the people and beginning conversation.

As they got more into discussing politics your mind began to wander and eventually you began to think of your future. How could you be a good queen if your first ever meeting with the council already bored you to no ends?

‘Hey’ you heard in your mind, stunned, you whipped your head around earning a strange look from your father at your sudden reaction.

“Sorry papa please, continue.” you said quietly, if you’d known any better you’d say you were going crazy now.

‘You’re very cute when you get scared, my princess.’ you heard again and then you realized Anakin was in your mind.

‘ I don't remember granting you permission to mind this way?’ you said, glancing at Anakin, quickly smiling.

‘ I can stop if you’d like, I just thought you looked a bit bored.’ he said, turning away and back to Yoda who was currently speaking.

‘No, you’re already here. What's the rush in leaving so quickly?’ you asked as you pretended to listen to the conversation at hand.

Just before Anakin replied you heard your name being brought up into the conversation so you actually paid attention this time.

“With Prince Cal coming to the crown soon he is looking for a wife suitable for the crown, I believe the Princess would be a perfect match for him and it's very well known she is preparing to accept the crown as well.” his father said, making you frown, you tried your best at hiding it wanting to avoid any confrontation with the King.

“When the time comes, I trust my daughter will make the right decision for her kingdom but until then I will not pressure her into a marriage.” your father said firmly knowing he’d never allow marrying you off for the sake of an alliance.

“As you wish your grace, but please do keep in mind how beneficial this matrimony could be for the alliance with the Jedi.” said king Ja’an once more.

“Marriage or not we are here to affirm our alliance with Alderamm, can we count on your highnesses?” asked Master Windu, he wanted no part in listening to a marriage proposal and quite frankly neither did you.

“The Jedi council can count on us, we are happy to be of assistance.” your father said also happy to be off the topic of trading you for an alliance.

“So then settled, it is.” Yoda said, “You must come to Coruscant and meet the rest of the council. We would be honored to host you.” Master Windu said, immediately you became excited.

“That would be wonderful, wouldn't you agree papa?” you asked, smiling up at him. “Of course you are invited as well King Ja’an, no alliance necessary.” Master Windu added.

“Thank you, we shall accept your kindness and I will send my son, I trust his judgment.” he said looking at his son proudly.

“I would love to, Thank you Father.” he said looking in your direction once again which you quickly looked away from feeling uncomfortable under his gaze.

“Then it is settled Prince Cal will travel with My daughter and I to Coruscant in a week's time. He shall stay with us in the meantime, allow my daughter to become acquainted with him.” he said, catching you off guard with that final statement, yet you stayed quiet.

“Return to Coruscant tonight we will.” Yoda said, preparing to stand, indicating the end of the meeting.

Feeling your stomach drop at all of the information coming your way so quickly but being stuck on the fact that Anakin was leaving tonight.

‘Meet me in the garden tonight, please.’ you heard him say, as you looked his way he could tell you were upset by the news and it only made him more upset that he had to leave you with the Prince for a week before he could even feel your presence again.

‘Okay’ was all you said, feeling all but defeated as you felt claustrophobic with the thought of being stuck with the prince for a week and then some more in Coruscant.

Soon after you stood and excused yourself from the council and allowed one of the guards to take you back to your room where you sat and waited for nightfall to come.

“Is everything alright Anakin?” Obi-Wan asked as he could sense his Padawan felt troubled after today's meeting.

“Yes master, just a little sad we have to leave such a peaceful place, it's very different from any other.” he said looking out into the garden he was anxious to be in already.

“Place? Or person Anakin.” Obi-Wan said, sensing this troubling feeling not coming from the planet. “What? To whom might you be regarding master, the only people outside of the Jedi I've spoken to are the kings and forgive me but they are not my type.” Anakin said, looking back at his master.

“No but the princess is quite the spectacle, isn't she?” He said, analyzing Anakin's face for any reaction, “We did not come here for me to find love, Master . I apologize if I've disappointed you.” Anakin said sarcastically, looking down, “Besides master, my alliance is to the Jedi and we do not allow attachments in our lives.” Anakin said before walking away hoping to end the conversation, luckily it did but Obi-Wan was still not convinced.

Nightfall couldn't have come quicker as you quickly put on a robe and ran quietly down to the Garden hoping no one would see you and walk you back to your room.

So many years of sneaking down to watch the stars alone finally paid off.

As you sat on the bench you looked up at the sky to admire the stars once more while you waited for Anakin hoping you didn't wait too long before coming down. “ I was hoping I‘d beat you here.” he said, smiling down at you.

“Anakin!” you said smiling as you stood and embraced his open arms you had waited for all day. “Is everything alright? I can sense your upset.” he whispered, creating space between you only to look into your eyes.

“Upset? That's only the beginning Anakin, I don't want you to leave and I don't want that prince to stay here a second longer, even worse he thinks we're getting married and i haven't agreed to anything, it's not like i would.” you said stopping yourself before rambling any further.

“Don't worry Y/n, in a week you'll be in Coruscant and I will be waiting for you.” he said massaging your side with his thumb which until now you hadn't noticed and now its all you could feel.

“Tell me, do you come to the garden dressed like this every night?” he asked, looking down at your silky attire.

Your cheeks flushed a shade of pink as you looked down as well and smiled. “ I was worried i‘d be too late, and I had to make sure Naja didn't come back during the night so I pretended to get ready for bed.” you said looking up into his eyes, from this angle you realized just how tall he stood. “But yes, when I sneak away to watch the stars I don't bother to change.” you giggled answering his question.

“You’ll love watching the stars from my room in the temple then, it's a wonderful view. Just make sure you come this comfortable as well.” he said grinning pulling on your robe. “Anakin!” you gasped, swatting his arm away as he laughed at your flustered state.

After settling down you became serious again, “ I think it time I return before my master becomes suspicious.” he said looking down at you making sure to take in your features as best he could under the moonlight. “One week. Promise you'll be there when we arrive.” you said taking his hands in yours.

“ You have my word beautiful. I ‘ll be waiting.” and just as he was about to leave he stopped, turned back around, grabbed you by the waist and kissed you properly on the lips. Shocked at first you melted into his lips moving a hand behind his neck to bring him closer. He pulled away before he could go any further, wanting anything more to happen the next time you met in the temple when you had more time.

Catching your breath you looked up at him smiling, “Until we meet again, I ‘ll have this night to think of when I come here.” you said laying your head on his shoulder hiding your blush before pulling away. “ And until we meet again, my princess, I will use the memory of your lips every night as well.” he said, smiling before kissing you once more and turning to run back to his room.

It took you a minute to realize what he said, “Anakin!” you said astounded, slapping your hand over your mouth and hoping no one heard you say his name.

Once you’d made it back to your room you stayed up until you saw his ship take off and still you layed awake thinking of the kiss you and Anakin shared. “One week.” you said to yourself and eventually you dozed off still thinking of the kiss, meanwhile Anakin grinned like a child who’d been given a candy as he remembered how your lips and your skin felt against his own.

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x y/n #anakin skywalker x reader #anakinedit #obi wan and anakin #stawars #hayden christensen #revenge of the sith #attack of the clones #the phantom menace

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rexxdjarin · 1 year

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Congrats on Chapter 11 babes 🥳 can't wait to read!! 💖

Now (Boba) thots/prompts you say?

May I humbly request some more of reader and Boba from your Afflictions fic? I'm obsessed with them 😭

I hope you love it!!💕

And listen …. Afflictions!Reader is a bounty hunter baddie I love her I can absolutely give more of their dynamic

“Bet you’ve slept with the whole bar.” You remarked at him from across the sabaac table filled with all sorts of bounty hunting elites.

“You don’t want to know, Princess.” He replied back, a smug smile greeting you as he revealed his hand and dragged the pile of winning chips on the table toward himself.

Fellow bounty hunting friends of his celebrated his win and congratulated him with shots of spotchka on the house. Bossk and Dengar planning to get particularly drunk off Boba’s win. They all thought he’d totally schooled you and one-upped the best female bounty hunter since Aurra Sing.

But they didn’t know the real truth. Boba and you had been playing your own little dating game for close to a year now. This was all elaborate role play of arguing and teasing that led to your usual mind blowing intimacy later. The more believable the tension was the better the sex was afterwards.

“Well my former conquests know better than to go blabbing about it if they want to live.” You raised your brows suggestively, placing an even higher wager than Boba did on the next round.

Boba shot you a sickly grin like he knew damn well all the things he could say about you. All the things you’d let him do to you. Would totally destroy your carefully constructed ruthless warrior image. You almost wanted him to start bragging. You were the best he’d ever had, he told you enough times. You kinda wished he would brag about that.

“I do like a dangerous woman.” Boba shamelessly flirted, flicking his cards across the table. “If my hand wins, what do you say I take you as my prize?”

You shot him a totally unamused glare, biting your cheek to keep from kicking him under the table. Instead of yelling at him for treating you like a trophy, you took a deep breath and gave him your prettiest smile. “I say I’d take that bet. But if I win, you have to get me off this rock and let me pilot your ship.”

Boba’s face scrunched in anger, trying his best to seem impersonal even though he knew you were just trying to get a rise out of him. He told you a thousand times before, no one touches his ship but his own two hands. To your surprise, he gritted his teeth and nodded. “Fine. It’s a bet then.”

The tension at the table was palpable. The other on lookers at the sabaac table probably just thought it was because they were both such high stakes bets. But you and Boba both knew that the tension was from far more than that. It was brewing as you bit back at each other, tit for tat, card by card, credit by credit. Neither of you seemed ready to break on the outside.

Yet one look in Boba’s deep brown eyes told you everything. He was probably hard as rock under that beskar codpiece of his. This was driving him crazy and he was soon going to grow tired of waiting to get what he wanted. For once, he was the impatient one. “Ready to give in, Princess? Can’t wait to see the look on your face when you lose.” He teased, arching an eyebrow at you as he chuckled almost menacingly.

Cocky fucker. But you had a perfect hand and there’s no way he did too. Your own eyes blazed with desire as the knowledge you’d won already began settling in and excitement and knowing you’d both get something you wanted tonight.

You stood up, the front of your top revealing just the right amount of cleavage that you knew would have Boba gasping for air, and revealed your hand flat on the table. You slammed it down with a triumphant and seductive giggle, “guess you’ll have to find out after you let me pilot, you bastard.”

You spun around on your heels, the sound of raucous gamblers, smugglers and bounty hunters laughing at the notorious Boba Fett for being toppled by a pretty and deviously wicked woman. You heard him groan, the clatter of his armor filling the room as he stood up from the table.

You felt him hot on your trail behind you, a puff of hot breath from his annoyed huffing blowing past your neck. “Either way we’re both winning you know.” He hissed in a threateningly low whisper.

“Oh yeah? How’s that?” You grinned, knowing exactly where this was going.

“Because after the way you acted back there, the only way I’m letting you pilot that ship is if you do it riding my lap, little brat. Now hurry onto the ship before I take you right here.” He muttered, stepping into the hangar where his ship was and urging me forward quickly.

You folded your arms and rolled your eyes, taking in the very visibly aroused sight of your ineffably attractive and inexplicably confusing boyfriend. “Fine.” You sighed, stopping to run your hand over his shoulders. “But only if you call me dangerous again.”

He swallowed hard and swept you off your feet into his arms. “Deal.”

#afflictions!reader x boba fett #boba fett x reader #boba fett x you #empire!boba #empire!boba fett

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dawnsbreaking · 1 year

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epilogue

Harry and Rose get a second chance after the villa.

pairing: Harry/CMC Rose chapter 4 of 4 chapter word count: 1,009 read on ao3 taglist

Moving into a new flat had been an ordeal, but Rose was grateful for the newfound freedom of having her own place. As a parting gift, Rafi had also allowed her to take most of the furniture from their formerly shared flat.

“It’s more your style, anyway,” he’d told her, “and I think I’d prefer buying new things.”

He’d even helped her pack and move some of the furniture in the end. It was bittersweet, but after the final breakup conversation they agreed that they hoped to stay friends. Rose explained this to her brother when she caught him up on everything that had happened.

“It’s not that he’s a bad guy, it’s that we don’t work as a couple. I’ll be happy to still have him in my life in the long run, I think,” she’d told him.

John, carrying a potted plant up the stairs to Rose’s new flat had agreed. “I think this was the best case scenario, Ro, really.”

“Exactly.”

“And I really like Harry, you know.”

Rose did know. John and Harry had been thick as thieves since they’d been introduced. The three of them had already had multiple FuryStone game nights together since Harry and Rose had begun officially dating—though John resented the fact that Rose learned to play for Harry’s sake after refusing to play the game with him for years.

Three months after the breakup, at one such game night, Harry began an elaborate soft-launch campaign of Rose on his Instagram story. He posted an artsy picture of just her hands, one holding a glass of wine, the other holding a video game controller. Over the course of several weeks, he committed to this bit, slowly revealing more and more of her identity until enough people caught on that a couple gossip magazines announced their rumored relationship for them.

“I think I like it this way,” Rose remarked, reading one article that had so few actual details to report on that it had actually written a very sweet endorsement of Harry and Rose as a couple. “All the details being ours and ours alone.”

“Me too,” Harry agreed. “Makes it feel a bit more special.”

The greatest hurdle in keeping their relationship from being too public had been working together. Rose’s office door had always been glass, so she recognized that some people might have had their private suspicions, but things felt just that much more treacherous after the news of her separation from Rafi broke.

Once things were out in the open, though, Rose greatly enjoyed having the ability to share lunch with her boyfriend every day. They sat next to each other at her desk most days, bumping elbows for the sake of a shared joke between them, stealing kisses when they knew no one was looking.

Harry told Rose he loved her a week before their six month anniversary.

The timing felt right, then, but he’d been falling for a long time.

He’d brought his work laptop over to her flat and had been doing some debugging work at her kitchen table while she made dinner. He always felt most at home with her in these pockets of domestic bliss. Loved admiring the peaceful air with which she moved around the kitchen humming her favorite songs.

Overwhelmed with affection for her, Harry stood from the table and crossed the kitchen to wrap his arms around her from behind. He stood there for a moment at the stove, silent, breathing in her scent as it lingered with the smell of sizzling onions and herbs in the pan.

“You alright, love?” Rose asked. She’d been long-suffering in listening to him complain all week about the new project he’d been assigned to. She probably assumed he’d hit a wall with debugging and was seeking solace from the lines of code on his screen.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, kissed her jaw through her hair. “Nope, just missed you.”

She spun around, catching him around the waist and scooting them away from the open flame to continue their flirting. “Missed me from two feet away?”

“Yep.” He kissed her, closing the line of questioning before she could tease him further. He pulled back, weaving his fingers into her curls. “Missed you terribly.”

“You’re funny.” Rose giggled, kissed his nose.

Melting under her clear gaze, Harry couldn’t hold his feelings back any longer.

“I love you,” he said. “I love spending time with you.”

Rose’s eyes shot wider for just a second as she failed to hide her surprise. Then, her face softened, a faint grin found her lips. Time froze for Harry as he hoped for her to return his affections. He so rarely felt nervous around her these days, but his pulse raced in the silence.

Harry had never said those words to someone he was dating before but, as soon as he’d said them, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to take the words back. They were true, they rang clear. They felt right.

“I love you too,” she said. She pulled herself closer, laying her head in the crook of his neck.

His face flushed, warm with joy and pride and an overflowing heart.

“I love you,” he told her again. He held her tighter, pressed a kiss to her temple.

Since being reunited by happenstance, Harry found that his former relationship with Rose had been transformed from something unattainable into something both wholly new and completely familiar. He remembered holding her like this in the villa for the brief time they were together, remembered what it had felt like to start falling for her for the first time.

Like the ship of Theseus, all the functions and feelings of the whole had remained the same, but all the parts had been swapped and upgraded. Harry felt all the butterflies for her, but none of the anxiety or uncertainty. He’d smoothed the edges that grated against her.

Harry and Rose had looked up together to find that they shared a stronger foundation beneath their feet.

- thank you so much for the love and support on this fic, I'm really happy that people enjoyed it. this was something I wrote purely for my own enjoyment, so it was such a lovely surprise getting all the sweet comments i did. I love Rose and Harry, so I mayyyy have another fic or two about them planned for the future.

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