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lesbianpepsi · 9 months

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sweet as honey | part iii

pairing: jenna ortega x blind!fem!reader

words: 4.741k

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warnings: ableist remarks, swearing, mentions of smoking/drinking, bad writing

authors note: hey guys, i just wanna say thank you to the anons who pointed out my mistake and made me realise how insensitive my old ver of this chapter was. i have rewritten it and changed it, i hope this is better

After your first date with Jenna the two of you have gone on many, many more dates.

By the third date you and Jenna did actually go to that restaurant you were supposed to go on your first date.

You couldn't help but feel utterly euphoric anytime Jenna asked you out on another date or even held your hand, hugged you and kissed you. If there's a heaven you're more than sure it's with Jenna.

Altogether you've been on six dates with Jenna, and each date you could feel yourself falling harder and harder for her.

Maybe that's why when Jenna calls you on a sunny Sunday morning her words leave you stunned with silence.

"Y/n? Did you hear me?" She asks, breaking the silence. You dumbly nod your head, coughing soon after as you shake your head.

"No, yeah, I- what?" You stumble over your words with confusion as Jenna giggles over the phone.

"I asked if you wanted to be my date to the Wednesday Emmy Party." She repeats for your sake. Yet again, the words feel like a positive slap to the face.

Jenna wanted you to go to the party with her? A party full of famous actors?

"It's not gonna be huge, if that's what you're worried about. Just a small gathering of the cast at Joy's apartment to celebrate that the show won twelve emmys." Jenna explained in a reassuring manner, taking your stunned silence as a sign of rejection.

"Oh yeah, just a small party full of famous actors, no biggie right?" You finally say, laughing nervously. "Are you sure you want me to be your date though? I'm not exactly the same level as you guys."

"Of course I want you there, I know for a fact Emma is dying to meet you. I can tell she's getting annoyed with how much I talk about you to her." She says with a giggle, probably biting her bottom lip nervously as she awaits your answer.

You let out a breathless sigh, a nervous smile on your lips. What's the absolute worst that can come out of it?

"Okay, I'll come as your date." You finally answer her question, your smile turning into one of relief as Jenna immediately starts saying 'yes!' over and over like an overused child finally getting the toy they've been begging for.

You chuckle as you nod your head, biting your lip.

"You talk about me to your friends?" Jenna groans through the phone as you laugh, a smug smile on your face.

"Shut up." Jenna replies through a small laugh. "The party is on Wednesday, I'll pick you up?" She confirms as a small static sound rippled through the phone.

You snort a laugh at the day, finding it much more ironic than Jenna was.

"Yeah I'm free Wednesday and Thursday, so it doesn't matter if I get hung over."

"I didn't know you were so rebellious to drink under the legal age." Jenna teases you, her voice becoming more static on the phone. You rolled your eyes as you scoffed. "Like you didn't admit to being hung over when recording a scene in 'X'."

"Stalker much?" She quips back with a dry laugh.

"Oh yeah because I would be such a stalker with my binoculars, staring and following you around the place like a peeping tom."

"Oh whatever, I'll see you Wednesday?" Jenna replies, you chuckle as you nod your head, as if Jenna could see you.

"I'll be waiting." You say with a nostalgic smile. "I won't make you wait too long." She finished with her own soft smile.

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"I'm so fucking nervous." You complained with a groan as you dropped to sit down on your bed, rubbing your sweaty palms against your jeans. "All of them are actually famous people. All of them!"

Delilah -your childhood best friend- chuckles as she patted your shoulder. "You're overthinking it, babe, they're just a bunch of dickheads who are known while we're a bunch of dickheads who aren't known." She tries to reassure you but it simply went into one ear and right out through the other.

"But they're Jenna's friends, if they don't like me then Jenna might lose interest in me."

"You're crazy if you think that. Everyone can see she's head over heels for you, hell, the media even knows." She replies swiftly as she squeezed your shoulder with a reassuring squeeze.

You turned your head to look at hers. "Well I can't see that, can I?" Delilah shakes her head as she laughs softly, loosening her hand on your shoulder before you feel her take it off.

"Then you can hear it in the way she speaks to you, it's as if she's the one who's speaking to a famous actress." Delilah says as she stands up from the bed, picking up the dishevelled clothes off of your floor and folding them for you. "If it is shit then just give me a call and I'll pick you up, okay? I'm staying the night here anyway so it's not an issue."

That's true, Delilah had to ask to sleep at yours since she had a fight with her own girlfriend Claire, and like the good friend you are you told her obviously she could crash at your place.

You sigh as you nod your head at her words, running a hand through your hair. "I guess you're right." Delilah smirks at you as she opens the drawer full of clothes, neatly keeping the now folded clothes. "Of course I'm right."

Abruptly, loud knocks are heard from the other room. You let out a rigid breath as you stand up stepping towards your wardrobe as you grab your cane.

"Wish me luck." You ask Delilah as you run the cane along the wooden floor, heading towards the living room. "You won't need luck." She replied with ease as she walked alongside you to the door.

Opening the door for you, Delilah stood by your side as she grinned at Jenna.

The brunette looks slightly surprised at Delilah but she doesn't stop smiling as she gives an awkward wave.

"Hey, nice to meet you, I'm guessing you're Delilah?" She asks as Delilah nods her head with a grin. "The one and only. Nice to finally meet you Jenna, Y/n talks about you very often."

You not so subtly elbow her side as you smiled at Jenna, walking out of the apartment as you naturally went to grab her elbow. "She's more delusional than me, ignore her." You tell Jenna as she giggles, looking back at Delilah who leaned against the doorway waving at them.

"Have a great time, remember curfew is at midnight, young lady." Delilah teases as you and Jenna walk towards her car, rolling your eyes under the glasses as Jenna giggled once again.

"So you talk about me to your friends, huh?" Jenna jabs at you playfully as she opens the car door for you, reciting your words from Sunday's phone call.

"Shut up." You grumble as a soft blush attacks your cheeks. "Bullying the blind is a very cancelable thing, you know."

Jenna is the one to roll her eyes this time as she smiles, taking your cane once you've sat down on the car seat.

She joins you in the front soon after she keeps your cane in the back seat, revving up with its surprisingly quiet engine.

"So who's at this supposed casual party then?" You ask her with a curious face as you nervously play with the hem of your shirt, a habit you've picked up since you were little.

"Emma, Hunter and his husband Fielder, Joy, Georgie, Steve, Naomi, and Johnna and. Oliver can't come since he's currently filming another movie which is in another country." Jenna lists off as she drives towards Joy's apartment, where the party was being held. "I told you it isn't a massive party, so don't worry. Plus they're all very excited to meet you." She reassures you once again, at the same time she speaks, you feel her place a hand on your thigh.

You smile as you lay your hand over hers, gently caressing your thumb along her knuckles.

"I'm just as excited to meet your friends too, even though I'm shitting bricks over it." You say afflicting a chuckle from Jenna, you feel her squeeze your thigh in an attempt to calm you down. "If you feel uncomfortable at any moment just tell me and we'll leave early, okay? Nobody will shame you or be mad."

You let out a gentle sigh at that, a bit relieved at her kind words. "Thanks Jen."

Jenna smiled at your side profile briefly before she turned back to focus on the road.

The rest of the car ride was full of mindless conversations between you and Jenna as the low music of Hozier filled the rest of the car.

As usual, when Jenna parked the car she went to grab your cane before opening your car door open for you, and just as usual you gave her a small kiss in gratitude, resulting in Jenna having a soft blush on her nose and cheeks.

Jenna's elbow is already out for you to latch onto with your non-dominant hand. She double checks you're ready before the two of you make your way to Joy's apartment which thankfully has elevators since she lives on the ninth floor.

"I think they're playing UNO, right now." Jenna mentions as the two of you entered the elevator, her pressing the button '9' as the soft hum of elevator music filled your ears.

You dryly laugh as you lean against the metal wall as the doors close. "Don't think I'll have much of a chance of winning." Jenna rolls her eyes as an amused smile rises on her face.

"Don't worry, they get distracted so easily that I bet they'll forget about it within five minutes." She says as she moves to stand by your side, leaning her head on your shoulder as you grab her elbow gently, drawing small circles on the clothed skin with your thumb.

You chuckle at her words. "So they aren't like you then, little Miss Competitive?" You tease.

Jenna can get quite competitive, that's something you picked up quite quickly. Whether it be board games, video games and especially with football (or soccer as she calls it).

"Oh no, Georgie is even more competitive than me. We once played one match of monopoly that lasted two days in total. In the end we had to call it quits but I was so close to winning." Jenna replies confidently, as if she was truly the one who was going to win.

You chuckle as you nod your head, turning your head soon after to place a feather light kiss to her head. "I don't doubt that for a second." You whispered with a low chuckle before pulling away from her head, leaning your head back against the metal cold wall of the elevator.

The elevator dings loudly as the door slides open, a robotic voice coming through the small intercom telling you and Jenna that you're on floor nine.

With a nervous smile you and Jenna make your way to Joy's apartment, Jenna knocking loudly three minutes before entering.

Music hits your ears the moment the door opens, the familiar voice of Lady Gaga filling it up even louder as you enter further into the apartment.

Your nerves spiked as you heard the chatter get loud and louder as you and Jenna walked into the living room where you could smell the strong scent of tobacco mixing with alcohol infiltrating your nose.

"Hey guys." Jenna greets the group, their heads instantly snapped towards her voice as you and her stood side by side. "This is Y/n, my-" She stops, not knowing what to say.

You haven't asked Jenna to be your girlfriend. Jenna hasn't asked you to be her girlfriend.

"-date, she's my date." Jenna finishes swiftly as she grins proudly at the fact you're her date.

A mix of "Hey, Y/n" and "Hi"s are thrown around the room by a myriad of different voices.

"Hey, Y/n, nice to meet you! Finally I can put a name to a face." A feminine voice speaks up, her voice sounding as smooth as a pearl. By her voice you guess you guess it's Emma Myers, one of Jenna's closest friends.

You chuckle aa you turned your head in the direction of the voice. "Wish I could say the same." You joke, hoping, praying they'll laugh at it rather than freezing up and wondering if they should or not.

Thankfully a snort of laughter is heard along with a few gurgles before the person laughs even harsher than before, coughing loudly.

"Jesus, someone take Naomi's drink away from her." A more masculine voice says this time, chuckling as he does.

"That's Georgie, the one who sucks ass at monopoly." Jenna whispers in your ear as she guides you to a free spot where you and her can sit on the couch.

"I heard that." The voice you know as Georgie speaks up from close to where you sit.

"Well, it is true Jen was winning and you were on the brink of bankruptcy." Someone else speaks up with a slight slur in their voice, indicating they've definitely drank a few before you and Jenna arrived.

"That's Johanna, she's a lightweight." Another voice speaks up before Jenna does, the voice is coming from beside you making you turn your head in the direction. "I'm Joy by the way." She introduces before she points at Hunter and Fielder who are sitting on the floor. "Hunter and Fielder, our local gays are currently sulking on the floor since they lost at Uno."

"I only lost because Hunter got me out." A deep voice says which you presume is Fielder's voice. "That's only 'cause you're the worst at Uno." Hunter replied with a smirk as he took a sip of his drink.

“I’m Steve.” Someone else announced from the other side of the room. You turned your head in the direction of the voice as you smiled politely. “Hi Steve.”

“Fielder might be bad at Uno but you lost seconds later, Hunter.” He remarks as he ate some of his chips from a bowl.

You laugh lightly as you loosen your grip on your cane but don't let go. Now knowing everyone's voices gives you much more confidence.

"Thanks for having me over, by the way, and congratulations on the twelve emmys." You say with a smile as you turn your head to look at the direction of where the music was coming from.

"No need to thank us, we're all more than happy to finally meet you after Jenna has been chatting our ears off about you." Joy replies, sipping her wine as she smirks at Jenna.

You grin as you turn your head to your side where Jenna was sitting. "So not only you talk Emma's ear off about me, but to everyone?" You jab playfully at her once again, Jenna's cheeks turn a scarlet hue shade as she turns to glare at anyone who laughs at your words.

"They're being dramatic and they're drunk, they don't know what they're talking about." She murmured trying to sound annoyed, but she had a small smile on her lips the entire time. "Sure." You remarked with your own smile.

Your fear and anxiety dissolved as the minutes passed, your fear that Jenna's friends wouldn't like you absolutely thrown out of the window.

Well that was until two hours passed.

You were in the middle of a conversation with Emma as Jenna and a few others such as Naomi, Georgie, Fielder and Johanna had left the room to go smoke on the small balcony near the kitchen.

As Emma finished her sentence you felt a tap on your shoulder, jumping slightly your turned in the direction of the touch.

Steve chuckled awkwardly at your reaction as he plopped down next to you, forcing you to move up on the couch.

“Can I ask you a few questions about, you know?” He asked you with a slur to his voice, his breath having a strong smell of alcohol which definitely confirmed that he was quite drunk.

You nodded your head as you smiled at him. “Of course, and you can say blind, it's not like it's a bad word.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he laughed.

“Aight, cool. So do you know what Jenna looks like or what any of us looks like or are you completely blind?” He questions curiously as he sips out of a beer bottle with a burp.

“I lost all eye sight when I was in my teens so I don't know what any of you look like.” You explained to him before adding. “I did get a description from Jenna on how she looks, so I’ve got a pretty good idea in my mind.” A soft smile forms on your lips as you think of the memory.

On your fifth date with Jenna, you went over to her apartment for the first time and Jenna cooked for you an incredibly delicious meal.

That night Jenna let you explore her body but it wasn't in a sexual way. She was wearing a shirt and jeans the entire time as your hands roamed her body as she described herself to you in great detail.

She held your hands as she placed your hands on different parts of her as she described herself in detail to you.

Her hair, her face, her neck, her arms, her waist, her stomach and even her legs. There wasn't anything sexual about the interaction, it was only meant to be viewed as something soft and intimate.

Steve hummed as he dropped his now empty beer bottle to the ground, yawning as he lazily turned to look at you.

“Okay, okay.” He mumbled. “Why do you wear glasses inside then? Is it ‘cause like blind people's eyes kinda get nasty after they turn blind?”

“Steve.” Emma whisper yells as he gives the drunken boy a look. He raises his hand, faking arrest as he rolled his eyes. “Jeez Emma, chill. I’m only asking questions and she said she was alright with it. Didn't you, Y/n?”

You decided not to take his words to heart before you nodded your head. “It’s fine, honestly.” You reassure her with a sweet smile. “Before I turned fully blind I always wore sunglasses since it would reduce the glare from the sun and could help me much better with seeing with the small sight I had. After I completely lost my vision I guess I just never stopped taking them off, and I guess it’s because I also don't like how my eyes look.”

“That's fair. I mean no offence or anything but blind people’s eyes just look so creepy.” He replied with a lazy smile as he chuckled, moving his hand to scratch at his small beard.

“Don't be a dick, Steve.” Joy voices up from her seat, glaring at the boy momentarily before going back to talk with Hunter.

He scoffs slowly as he ignores her, deciding to see how far he could push you.

Not knowing what to say you awkwardly laugh as you shuffle further away from him.

After a few moments passed you presumed he was done speaking to you but you were unfortunately proven wrong the second you opened your mouth to speak to Emma.

“I couldn't imagine being blind, it sounds proper shit and miserable.” He says with an exaggerated sigh. “I mean you can't even see your girl, you only have to imagine her.”

“Steve, stop.” Emma repeats again as her voice becomes more firm. You swallow down your emotions as you try to give a small smile.

“Life isn’t automatically bad just because I’m blind, I actually love my life and wouldn't exchange it for any other life.” You reply trying to keep your emotions at bay and not let his words affect you.

He sighs dramatically once again as he shakes his head. “I dunno man, being blind sounds shit. How're you supposed to even please your girl if you don’t even know where she is without her speaking?”

“How’re you supposed to please your girl with your one inch pinch?” Hunter remarks, sounding annoyed as his eyes narrowed on him. “Just shut the fuck up.”

Steve snickered as he narrowed his eyes back at Hunter, crossing his arms over his chest. “Jesus, people are such snowflakes these days.”

As Hunter and Steve get into a heated argument you lean closer to Emma, in a whisper you ask her, “Can you please go get Jenna?”

She nods her head immediately as she squeezes your shoulder in a silent agreement, standing up moments later and heading towards the kitchen.

“We’re not sensitive, you're just being a blatant asshole to Y/n.” Joy intervenes as she defends your honour, you smile in relief as you scoot further away from Steve, the grip on your cane tight.

“I was just asking the blind chick some questions, is that a crime now too?” He asked in a mocking voice as he now turned to glare at Joy.

A blind chick? Is that really all he saw you as?

You swallowed nervously as your fingers began unconsciously tapping against your cane, a small frown on your lips.

“Why are you being such a dick?” Hunter asks him with his voice becoming more gruff. Steve laughs in disbelief as he turns to look at you. “You said you didn't mind my questions, true or false?” He questions you with a click of his fingers.

You didn't know what to say as you tried to open your mouth, no words coming out as you felt incredibly uncomfortable by the entire situation.

Steve scoffs as he clicks his fingers at you again acting as if you're a dog and he’s your owner. “Are you dumb as well?” He asks you in an annoyed tone.

“What the fuck did you just say?” A voice that reminds you of heaven says darkly, storming into the room. You sigh in relief as you gingerly put your hand out for Jenna to grab, to which she holds onto instantly, interlocking your fingers.

You stand up next to Jenna as you grip your cane tightly.

He shakes his head again as a breathless sigh escapes his dry lips. “Nobody can take a joke these days.”

Jenna scoffs angrily as she glared at him. “Jokes are meant to be funny, I hear nobody fucking laughing, Steve.” She snarled as she ran her thumb along the skin of your hand.

“That’s ‘cause you all can't take a fucking joke, nobody appreciates dark humour these days, fucking hell.” He grumbled, glaring right back at Jenna as he crossed his arms over his chest.

You're frozen in place as you listen to the unfolding argument, your heart speeding up uncomfortably in your chest.

“Apologise to Y/n right now.” Jenna demands dryly, not breaking eye contact with him. “If she can tell me where the remote is then sure.”

Jenna’s grip on your hand tightened as her jaw clenched at his words. Fearing the argument was going to escalate quickly you tug at her hand making her break the staring contest to look at you with concern.

“Apologise to my girlfriend right fucking now.” She growled out in a venous voice, her eyes never leaving the boys.

Your heart stopped at her words as your eyes widened under the glasses. Girlfriend? Jenna thought of you as her girlfriend?

The two have an intense stare off as everyone else in the room holds their breaths, not knowing whether they should stop the argument or let it be.

Steve scoffs as he takes his eyes off Jenna standing up, laughing drunkenly with a shake of his head. “Fuck this, I’m out. This party was too lame for me anyway.” He announced as he headed towards the apartment door, slamming it shut behind him.

Nobody moved, nobody uttered a word; all frozen in spot as to what just happened.

You couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt crawling up your spine at the argument. If you didn't come none of this would've happened.

Swallowing down any emotion in your voice you shakily slipped your hand free from Jenna’s. “Can you take me home please?” You gingerly whispered to her, your head hanging low.

“Of course, I’ll go get my keys.” She replies instantly leaving the room to go retrieve her keys from the kitchen.

“It was really nice to meet all of you.” You say, turning your body to face where the rest of them were, a weak smile on your lips. “I’m sorry for the whole mess and leaving early.”

Emma moved to squeeze your shoulder momentarily as a sympathetic smile toyed on her lips. “You don't have to apologise for something that wasn't your fault.” She informs you.

You sigh as you nodded your head weakly, trying to let Emma’s words win the battle against your guilt.

“We need to hang again, but without Steve this time.” Georgie says making you and a few others let out a weak chuckle.

Jenna waltz back into the living room moving to your side and you quickly latch onto her elbow with a weak grip.

“Thanks for having us over.” She says to them as she gives them a soft smile. All of them smile back as Joy nods her head.

You and Jenna make your departure without another word; no words being exchanged between you two as you head into the elevator.

The moment the doors closed in the elevator Jenna let out a sigh before she pulled you into a bone crushing hug, you're almost surprised you didn't drop your cane at the sudden movement.

“I’m so sorry he said those things to you, Y/n, you didn't deserve any of that.” She whispers in a feather light tone of voice, her small arms surprisingly strong as they wrapped around your waist.

With one hand you wrapped it around her neck as you smiled a weak smile. “I know but it's okay, I promise. People say stupid shit all of the time especially when you have a disability; you just have to learn to not take it to heart.”

“But he shouldn't have even said any of those things to you.” She added, removing one arm from around your waist to place her soft hand on your cheek. “You out of everyone don't deserve anything like that.”

Your heart melted at her words, nodding your head weakly. “I don't care about what he said, what I care about is what you said.”

Jenna cocks her head to the side confused as she gazes at you. “What?” She questions confused, not knowing what she said.

“Apologise to my girlfriend right fucking know.” You quoted with your smile growing on your lips. “Last time I checked I didn't even know I was your girlfriend.”

Jenna’s cheeks turned a scarlet red shade of embarrassment as she let out a little. “Oh.”

You giggled amused at her words as your fingers played loosely with the hair at the back of her neck. “Oh? Is that all you have to say?” You teased her before adding in a whisper. “Ask me.”

“Ask you what?” Jenna asks, confused as she leaned into your touch. You rolled your eyes under the glasses as you paused your movement. “Ask me what I think of being called your girlfriend.”

Eager to know your answer Jenna repeated your words with ease as she smiled nervously. “What do you think of being called my girlfriend?”

You smirked as you leaned even closer to her, your lips hovering over hers as you whispered. “That it's the only thing I've wanted to hear from you since our first date.”

Jenna’s lips immediately connect with yours the second you finish speaking, sighing against your lips as she pulls you even impossibly closer to her.

You've never had what you'd describe as "perfect" in your life. But now to you, Jenna is the epitome of it. It's how you've always wanted life to feel, calm, and content; and you have that when you're with Jenna.

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heavyhitterheaux · 3 months

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Drive Safe Part 2

First Lady of Private Garden Fic (Alternate Universe)

AN: 😉😉😉

Synopsis: Jack has to deal with the aftermath of releasing Drive Safe and you learning that the song was about you. He is trying to do anything to make you forgive him, including confronting your best friend about something that happened between the two of them

Pairing: Ex-husband!Jack Harlow x Ex-wife!Reader

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After you told Jack to get out the house, you went and locked yourself in your studio so that he was able to get all of his belongings out of your shared bedroom.

But you knew he wasn't going to leave without a fight and kept knocking on the studio door and pleading with you to open it.

“Baby, please let me fix this. I'm going to fix this. Just open the door so we can talk.” Jack pleaded with you as you had a steady stream of tears running down your face.

When you were quiet, he spoke up again.

“I know I messed up, but I'm going to prove to you that I deserve to have another chance. I love you and that’s never going to change. I fell in love with you when I was fourteen and that's not going away anytime soon.”

Once you heard his footsteps walk away from the door, you waited a few minutes before calling Urban. Because at this point, you didn't know what to do anymore.

Of course he picked up on the first ring.

“Lil Bit…”

You couldn't even get any words out and Urban immediately just heard you sobbing.

“I'm coming, okay? Be there soon.” He said and quickly hung up. You were simply sitting on the floor and trying to stop yourself from going into a full blown panic attack.

You sent him a text to let him know that you were in the studio and did your best to get up off the floor in order to be able to open the door for him. The tears continued to flow as you sat on the couch and simply stared off into space in disbelief. About 20 minutes later, Urban was walking through the door and simply came and sat next to you while he wrapped his arms around you and you cried into his chest.

“I know and I'm sorry my best friend is an asshole. He didn't even warn me before he did it either.”

Every time you tried to talk, it just came out as sobs and he got nervous knowing that a panic attack was going to follow.

“Y/N, I need you to breathe. Not only for yourself, but for the babies. Take slow deep breaths for me.”

It took you a few minutes to even your breathing, but once you did you finally spoke.

“Urban, what did I do to deserve this?” You whispered while starting to play with the end of your curly hair.

“You didn't do anything for him to talk about you the way that he did. You've given him chance after chance but he keeps fucking it up.”

“My ex-husband writes songs about me and bashes me all while accusing me of doing something that I had no intention to do from the beginning, my supposed friends took his side when I filed for divorce and basically said I was a shitty person, but would have done anything for them, my so called other best friend probably fucked my husband but both of them steadily deny it, and I'm pregnant with three kids. How the fuck can I bring them into the world when my life is a dumpster fire? I am literally in this by myself because everyone has turned their back on me. Well, except you, which I'm very grateful for.” You said being completely honest as the tears were starting to slow down.

“I'm never going to turn my back on you. You are going to be the best mother to the three of them and that goes without saying. I can't speak for everyone else in PG, but we all know how wrong Jack was and I told him off about it. I said from the beginning before he even got signed that I would cuss his ass out if he ever did anything to hurt you. I was like she's been there since forever when your ass didn't have a damn thing to your name and not to switch up when he got famous, but of course that went in one ear and out the other.” As soon as that came out of his mouth, his phone started to ring and he looked down to see that it was Jack.

He looked back up at you as if he was asking for permission and you simply shrugged.

“You're his best friend too.” Was all you said before he decided to answer it. When he did, you could tell that Jack had actually been crying.

“Jack.” Was all Urban said before Jack started having a full blown meltdown.

“Urb, I fucked up. I fucked up bad. She's literally never going to forgive me for this.”

“Hmm, so why did you do it in the first place?”

“I overheard her talking to Taylor and I… accused her of going to file for full custody when that was never her intention. I thought that she was agreeing with her. I got pissed, started distancing myself, and then that's when I wrote it.”

“Instead of actually talking to her?”

“Look, it wasn't my best moment, okay?” Jack answered as he ran a hand through his curls, clearly frustrated.

“You've been having shitty moments ever since you separated from her. And didn't I tell you to never forget that she was actually there when you didn't have a damn thing to your name?”

“I know…”

“Be honest with me for a second.” Urban started to say before sighing.

“Yeah, what is it?”

“Did you cheat on her with Taylor? Or cheat on her at all?”

“Urb! Why the fuck would you ask me that!?”

“You know the fuck why so answer the question.” Urban fired back and you were sitting there simply listening.

“I have never cheated on her with Taylor or anyone else. She is literally the only person I want. I admit that when I went to see Taylor when I was upset it wasn't my best idea because when I finished explaining to her how I felt about the whole situation, she tried to kiss me, but I immediately pushed her away from me. That's why I haven't really been around her. I’ve hurt Y/N enough and I’ll be damned if I cheat on the person that I’m trying to get to marry me again.”

Both of your mouths were hanging wide open.

“And why didn't you tell her this!? So you just let her have fake ass friends around her!?”

“I… Y/N loves her! I didn't know how to tell her that and besides if I had told her at that time, she probably wouldn't have believed me!”

“She needs to hear that from you as soon as possible.”

“How? She doesn't want to talk to me.”

“Then you better have a good ass plan to get her to. I’m tired of this and I’m not even in the damn relationship.”

“Do you think that she'll ever forgive me?” Jack asked hopeful, but all Urban did was look at you. When you didn't give him an answer, he came up with the best response that he could.

“You want me to be honest? No. I don't think she ever will. But only time will tell.”

A few days had passed and Jack had simply been moping around his condo in his feelings and trying to think of a way to get you to talk to him. He wanted to tell you about Taylor, but he didn't know where to start or even how to bring it up in a conversation. He always told you that he would never cheat on you and the thought had never crossed his mind even when you did file for divorce. He felt as if she wasn't actually being a good friend to you and actually driving the two of you apart even further. That was when he sent a text to her since his thought process was if you had actually heard it from her, then maybe just maybe you would talk to him.

Jack- Taylor, you need to tell her

Taylor- Hi to you too and what are you talking about?

Jack- Don’t play dumb

Taylor- Nothing happened so there's nothing to tell

Jack- But it would have if I didn't move and the fact that you even thought it was okay to do that is a problem in itself. She adores you, but you decided to try and kiss her husband

Taylor- And you're the one who would come to me all times of the night and talking shit about what she had done looking for sympathy. Does she know that?

Jack- I needed someone to listen! I would NEVER cheat on my wife. She's my first love.

Taylor- Ex-wife, remember?

Jack- Either you tell her or I will

Taylor- You honestly think that she's going to believe you?

Jack- Don’t make this more difficult than it has to be

Taylor- Oh how the tables have turned. I recall you REJOICING when she brought up divorce but now you're begging her to take you back?

Jack- Because that's what I thought I wanted, but I don't anymore. I want my wife and my kids. And what the hell was up with you telling her to file for full custody?

Taylor- I was just giving her options. That's all.

Jack- Sounded like you were trying to drive a deeper wedge between us.

Taylor- Think what you want, but my intentions were never to hurt either of you. I'll be honest and I'll tell her knowing that she's never going to forgive me

Jack- Well your ass should have thought about that. She's been nothing but good to you.

Taylor- And I can say the exact same thing to you

Jack- Look just tell me when you talk to her

Jack then threw his phone on the couch beside him and let out a sigh. He had no idea if Taylor was actually going to go through with It, but if she didn't he would have no choice but to tell you himself. He knew that you had another doctor's appointment in about two weeks and was hoping that you would at least talk to him before that. He looked at his phone again before grabbing it and sending you a text.

Jack- Baby, I just want to talk. Please.

He saw where you had read the text and nothing more came after that.

Meanwhile, you were at home when you decided to make peach cobbler cheesecake since you had been bored out of your mind. Ever since the song came out and you kicked Jack out of the house, you had been keeping to yourself and staying inside with Urban, your parents, Jack's parents, Clay, Dani, and your best friends checking on you.

Even your so-called best friend Taylor

You couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but something was off with her and she had been acting differently ever since you told her that you wanted to divorce Jack. She didn't really say that she supported you, but didn't exactly say that she didn't either.

But in your heart of hearts, you knew that something happened between them but you just didn't know what.

You wanted to believe Jack, you truly did, but you just didn't know.

There was movement detected on your ring camera and you looked to see that it was Neelam and quickly rolled your eyes. You already knew that she wasn't here to check on you and probably only showed up for her own benefit and anything concerning Jack.

Unblocking her number quickly from your phone, you sent a quick text.

Because ever since the song came out, everyone associated with Jack got blocked. Including everyone in PG except Urban.

You- Please leave immediately

Neelam- Y/N, I just want to talk

You- Yeah, you and everyone else. You don't like me, remember? And you were glad that in your words, ‘Jack got rid of her’

Neelam- Not my best moment, but I wanted to apologize

You- Let me guess. Apologize for your own benefit. In other words, Jack has been in his feelings and not wanting to work and you need me to talk to him so that he does.

Neelam- Well…

You- No one gives a flying fuck about me despite everything that I have done for them. And not ONE PERSON has asked me if I'm okay except Urban. I am not talking to him and I'm not talking to you so fuck off and get the hell away from my house.

Neelam- Y/N, I really am sorry

You- You can shove that apology up your ass

Blocking her number again, you put your phone faced down as you continued to make the cheesecake. You figured that Urban would probably help you eat it since you weren't talking to 2fo. Once the cheesecake was put into the freezer to harden, you picked your phone up once again to send Jack a text.

You- Tell Neelam to fuck all the way off and leave me alone

It took a matter of three seconds to get a response from him.

Jack- Wait, what happened?

You- Ask her

Jack threw his head back in frustration as he quickly dialed her number.

“Hello?”

“What did you do to my wife?”

“Your ex-wife and I went to see her.”

“For what? You don't like her and you've always made that clear. Even though she hasn't done a damn thing to you.”

“I…. Because even though there may be some truth to that, you were at your best when you were with her. And I wanted to see if she was okay after everything that happened, honestly. Because I see how you were after it and she told you not to come back home so….. I actually went to see her to try to convince her to talk to you. But, she wasn't having it and I get it. I was just trying to help.”

“Well don't. I've already made a big enough mess and I don't need anyone else making it worse. You should have known better, now she REALLY isn't going to want to talk to me.”

“Don't get mad at me for something that you did. No one held a gun to your head and made you release the song. And are you coming to the studio?”

“Bye Neelam.”

Jack hung up without another word and attempted to call you, but of course it went straight to voice-mail.

Wanting to take your mind off of everything that was going on around you, Urban came up with the idea of you having a maternity shoot. He was trying to get you out of the house to do it, but you steadily declined. The only time that you ever left was for your doctor’s appointments and was trying to keep your stress level non-existent.

“Y/N, getting some fresh air would do you some good.” Urban pleaded with you, but of course you shook your head no.

“No. I’m fine being in here. Hardly anyone knows about the pregnancy and I want to keep it that way until I decide to announce it.”

“But you literally don’t leave the house unless you absolutely have to.”

“What am I leaving the house for? I have food and my streaming accounts and my studio downstairs. There is literally no reason for me to leave.”

“Being by yourself all the time cannot be a good thing.”

“I don’t really have any friends anymore as far as I’m concerned. When I have them, they are going to be my primary focus. I might not even make music again. I’ll write and produce, but that might be it.”

“But you love performing, so that doesn’t sound right.”

All you did was shrug in response.

“And I love my ex-husband and look how that turned out.”

“I… wait…. As in present tense?” Urban asked while raising his eyebrows at you.

“Urban, don’t be stupid. Of course I still love him. Besides, he’s the father of these three.”

“Then can we just forgive and move on? You know he didn’t cheat on you with Taylor or with anyone else.”

“Because it’s not that simple. Time and time again he has thrown me under the bus so to speak so if he wants me to forgive him, he needs to work for it. But they both act weird when I mention the other person so something definitely did happen between them and no one wants to say anything, but one way or another I’m going to find out.”

“One thing at a time. Let’s get this shoot done first.”

“And I have the perfect outfit to wear for it.”

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y/ninsta: it's you and me until the end of time. All three of you 💕

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jackharlow: 💖 saweetie: WHAT DO YOU MEAN ALL THREE OF YOU?!?! jackharlowsource: oh shit and she's pregnant on top of everything else happening urbandjack25: oh my damn allthingsy/n: MUVA!!!!! danivalentine: cannot wait until they get here! taylorrooks: my best friend is prettier than yours and is going to be one amazing mother! 2forwoyne: oh shloob_: I feel like I was the last to know about this quiiso: congratulations first lady yungskylark: jackharlow ummm???? jackharlowsource: sooo he wrote that song knowing that he got her pregnant? WITH TRIPLETS? normani: AHHHHHHH SO EXCITED FOR YOU claybornharlow: one is named after me right? urbanwyatt: thank you for allowing me to do this for you 🥰 y/ninsta: urbanwyatt only the best for me and my babies

After you had basically broken the internet with your pregnancy announcement, you felt as if you were suffocating and that the walls were closing in on you. That was when you decided to go to your beach house in Miami for a small getaway and you were going by yourself. You and Jack still really weren’t on speaking terms and the most interaction that you two would have would be at your doctor’s appointments. You knew that he had been annoyed with you because of you posting the announcement, but you could tell that he didn’t dwell on it because he knew that it would be another thing to be pissed with him about.

The amount of messages flooding in from everyone wanting to apologize for how they treated you were steadily being ignored and you would answer them whenever you felt like it. Because as far as you were concerned, they thought that you were making a big deal about how Jack had been treating you and that any other girl would have been lucky to be in your place. However, one thing that you didn’t tolerate was disrespect and they were simply going to have to learn the hard way. They made their bed and now they have to lie in it.

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y/ninsta: Didn’t know how much I needed this little vacay. Countdown until extraction date is on 😂

jackharlow: can't wait for that allthingsy/n: sooo are yall back together or? danivalentine: you are literally glowing jackandy/naremyparents: I would have kicked his ass for what he did

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It was now around eight in the morning when your phone suddenly went off and you looked down to see that it was Taylor.

Taylor- Hey, I’m in Miami doing coverage for the game tonight. Do you want to grab lunch so we can catch up?

You- Sure, what time?

Taylor- In an hour? Does that give you enough time?

You- Yes, just send me the address

That was when you decided that you were determined to get answers out of Taylor, no matter how much of a fight she put up. You needed to know what happened and you needed to know now because you were tired of this hanging over your head.

There the two of you were with Taylor sipping on a mimosa, when you just had straight orange juice and was looking over the menu. She had been eyeing you since the two of you sat down and you could tell that she wanted to say something.

“Taylor, would you just spit it out already? I know that there is something that you have to tell me, so why are you stalling? Just get it over with.”

“I… did he tell you?”

“Did who tell me what?” You asked as you looked at her confused and sat the menu down on the table.

“Did Jack tell you?”

“Taylor, I don’t even know what you’re talking about. The two of us aren’t really on speaking terms right now.”

“Oh.”

“Well, are you going to tell me?” You asked and she began to play with her bracelet that was on her left wrist.

“I…. never meant to hurt you. You have to understand that. It was just, Jack was coming to me and telling me how he was literally waiting for you to divorce him and then two days later came to me a crying, snotting mess and asking me if I could help him in getting you to change your mind. He would talk shit about everything that you did that he didn’t like and me being me trying to comfort him...”

“What the fuck did you do?” You whispered to her so that the people around you wouldn’t be able to hear.

“I tried to kiss him, but he immediately pushed me away from him. So I wasn’t lying and neither was he. He didn’t cheat on you. I’m sorry that I broke your trust. I don’t know what came over me to do that, but what’s done is done and I can’t take it back no matter how much I want to. Jack wanted to tell you, but he didn’t think that you would believe him.”

You simply sat there and stared at her. It was already common knowledge from his conversation with Urban that he didn’t cheat on you, and he had no idea that you had been listening, but the fact that your so-called best friend made a move on him instantly made you get a sour taste in your mouth.

“Y/N? Please say something.”

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raitonsfw · 2 months

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Hello, can I request headcanons of Tamaki with a gn reader who often feels very lonely, and whose love languages are quality time, physical touch & words of affirmation? (I'm sorry if this is too sad or too much. You don't have to write this if you don't want to <3)

synopsis: a sfw requested variety piece of the love languages of tamaki amajiki with a gn! reader.

warnings: gn!reader, love languages (words of affirmation, physical touch, quality time), bouts of loneliness, some sadness, talks of dates and days off, a cute lil kiss, tamaki and reader are together in this (i hope that's okay!), tamaki works with fatgum at the agency alot, mirio togata mention!

a/n: this lifted my spirits more than you'll ever know (i got so teary-eyed writing these cute lil love languages and my life's been so full of love lately, so it was even more meaningful writing these headcanons!) wc: 800ish. m.list

divider credit: @benkeibear & @firefly-graphics

•┈••✦ tamaki would always be busy, but he would try his best to make time for you– whether it’d be a day off to relax in the dorms with you or to go out on a quiet date and shop some with you. he’d definitely use that time to make sure you’re feeling loved and taken care of, holding your every word so attentively and letting you vent if need be.

•┈••✦ when he’d come home late, tamaki would be so tired from his missions but he’d still have enough energy to kiss you goodnight and snuggle beside you in bed. the endearing feeling of him pressed up next to you made you feel all warm and cozy and sometimes he’d even wrap his arm around you. no words would really have to be spoken, just small intimacies to let you know he was still there with you.

•┈••✦ sometimes when he noticed your seclusion creeping up your demeanor, he’d sit by you and pull you into an awkward embrace– hoping to ward off some of the darkness that resided in your head. his hands would immediately flatten against the small of your back and you’d feel the small circles that he massaged into it subconsciously; a reminder that he genuinely means to show affection even if it doesn’t quite come out the right way.

•┈••✦ he’s normally not one to be very vocal about things, but every once in a while, when you’re feeling down– his voice would ring through the air with a quiet affirmation of ‘you’re so good to me, i don’t know how i’d get by without you being here,’ or a gentle ‘you mean a lot to me, even if i don’t say it often– just needed to let you know, y/n.’ you’d chalk it up to mirio giving him the motivation (courage more like) to say those sweet things, but it still made you all teary-eyed.

the dorms seemed lonely nowadays, with tamaki joining fatgum on his missions. it wasn’t like he could help it, the agency he worked for was very busy with missions and you’d often get trapped in a sense of longing whenever he had to leave you behind due to an occurrence happening in another district.

the sofa you sat on had room for two– but it was only occupying the space, your arms folding against your knees as you curled in on yourself. tamaki, of course, had a mission and you didn’t know if he was going to be back anytime soon so you decided to just order in and watch your favorite show for a while; though the television just felt like static to your dulled mind.

you didn’t know when you fell asleep, maybe it was when a character on your show had been given a hug goodbye or when the moon hung high in the sky, the stars bright from the big window that sat across from you. a soft hand lulled you from your sleep and you opened your eyes groggily– being met with tamaki sitting in front of you with a small smile, his head slightly tilted.

“tamaki…” you said groggily, sitting up and rub the sleep out of your eyes. you didn’t know if you were still dreaming or not, his face a little blurry from the dazed interaction. his fingers lightly caressed the back of your arm, careful not to be too rough with you as he leaned in for a greeted kiss.

“i got off early…” he said, a hush to his voice that made you calm; it wasn’t often that he’d wake you up like this. normally, he’d let you sleep but maybe he sensed you were a bit out of sorts. “i’m also taking a day off tomorrow.”

you looked at him properly before registering his words– he was still in his pro hero uniform, the violet visor lifted up to headband against the front of his hair and his ears tinted pink as he looked away from you towards the television. his eyes darted back towards you quickly when you opened your mouth to speak, a furrowed look overtaking your features.

his heart raced at your worried expression, maybe he should’ve explained more– “it’s not because i got hurt or anything! i just haven’t seen you much and i wanted to spend the day with you.”

and always, without fail; when you were at your lowest, the isolation dissipated as tamaki took your hand in his to soothe you. his own nervousness would often mingle with yours, unsure of what to do besides hold you steady in his arms– but this time it seemed to come naturally as he pulled you closer into his space.

“sometimes i feel bad that i’m always away from you– but i promise i’m going to make sure you’re never alone.”

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 4 months

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Christmas Eve Ft Tetta Kisaki x GN!Reader WC: 1400+ Resident: @enchantedforest-network Secret Santa gift for @shujistars ! Happy Holidays my love!! I was so excited to see you enjoy Kisaki as much as I do! He needs much more love and I was glad to write this piece for you! The holiday season is full of fluff and I'm a total sucker for fluff!! I hope you enjoy this, my love! Synopsis: Dating Kisaki for a few years now the Christmas holidays were massive for you and Kisaki enjoys them just as much as you do. This one would be extraordinary for you both. The cozy atmosphere sets the mood for Kisaki to go outside his box and do something he wanted to do for some time! TW: pure fluff that will melt your heart!

The holidays usually were pretty busy for the vice president of TK&KO Group. His hands were full of running projects along with preparing this to be a special time of the year for him and you. For the past 6 years, he made it a point to spend Christmas with you, matter of fact every big holiday he had never missed at all. Looking at the time on the clock he was already behind. He needed to get to the mall before it was time to close and during this time of the year, everyone doing their last minute shopping would make the mall look like a jungle. He dreaded it a bit but there was something he was waiting for and it was finally finished right before Christmas.

You on the other hand when it hit December 1st a Christmas bomb hit your home from head to toe. The large Christmas tree is decorated with gold and pearly white ornaments. It displays beautifully outside the bay window. The outside was decorated as well. Kisaki never complained about your decorating because it made you happy and you really got into the holiday spirit. It was a little overboard, yeah but he would never say it. Martha May Whoever wouldn't be able to top your decorations.

December 24th you were already in your holiday pajamas, the smell of freshly made cookies filling your nostrils, the cozy atmosphere making you feel just like you did as a kid. It was 7:46pm when you looked at the clock in the kitchen. He was going to be home anytime soon. The gift you had for him was on the island counter neatly wrapped in Christmas wrapping paper that was silver with a white snowflake design along with a pretty gold bow making it look like it was a cover page for a holiday magazine. As much as you told him not to get you anything expensive, the man did the opposite and got you something over the top every year. You reach for your phone, scrolling through your favorites to find Kisaki's contact. When pressing the call button it rang a few times. “Hello?” Kisaki answered in the background it was a little bit hard for him to hear due to everyone doing their shopping and talking. “Hey babe, are you close to home?” you asked him. “I will be soon. I just needed to stop by somewhere first before heading home.” His eyes wandered the store waiting for the salesman he spoke to throughout the weeks. “Is it a gift for me?” asked him in a playful tone. “I told you not to go overboard this year.” “I know I know. I promise it's a little something, nothing too big.” Kisaki saw the salesman coming back with the item in his hand “Listen babe I got to let you go I will be heading home soon. I love you.” “I love you too.” the soft smiling tugging on your lips. You couldn’t help but be curious about what it was or which store he was at. But you didn’t want to ruin the surprise; you just let it be and finished preparing the rest of the items before he arrived home. Hanging up the phone Kisaki spoke with the man to make sure the item he requested was EXACTLY what he wanted. The cool brisk wind hit him as he stepped outside the mall and got into his car. 20 minutes would pass when you would hear the front door unlock. From the cool wind hitting him to the feeling of the house feeling just that perfect warm cozy atmosphere you perfect each time during this year.

Shuffling into the hallway to greet him “Welcome home babe!” you smiled “Thank you.” nothing seemed to melt his heart more than to see the welcoming smile on your face each time. In his hand, you saw a pretty little blue box with a white ribbon. Taking a step towards you, he leaned in for a kiss. “I see you're already comfortable.” “Mhmm!” softly chuckling, your eyes look down towards the box that was in his hands. “Soooo what's in the box?” “You will find out soon enough.” He walked towards the tree admiring the display as the lights on the tree reflected on the wall. He happened to see the kitchen island when he passed by and saw the gift still on the counter that you left there. “So what's in the box?” Letting out a light chuckle you responded to him the same way he responded to you at first. “You will find out soon enough.” Both of you snuggled up on the couch. The batch of cookies you made was on the coffee table along with the eggnog you just made. The large plush chaise lounge you both were cuddling was right next to the Christmas tree. Your back was against Kisaki's chest and one of his hands was around your waist. “This is one of my favorite things to do with you.” a mellow soft tone coming from your lips. “Mines too.” He buried his nose in the crown of your head inhaling your intoxicating scent.

“I’m looking forward to spending more Christmases with you till we are old and senile.”

Letting out a throaty chuckle “Me too… I think you would be the senile one.” “Yeah you're probably right” laughing at his comment “but I would want to spend my older ages with you.” For a brief moment, Kisaki changed the subject. “_______ what exactly did you want for Christmas this year?” he asked. The question caught you off guard for a moment. “Ohh ummm I'm not sure, I mean if I had to choose something. It's nothing materialistic or anything like that… it would be to spend the rest of my life with you…you were one of the best gifts I ever received in my life. You loved every part of me and I mean EVERY part of me from the good to the bad. You made me feel safe and loved and never judged me. That's all I ever wanted. As I see it love is just another word until something comes into your life and gives it meaning. You gave the word love a meaning to me.” your head turned to face him.

“I love you ______” Kisaki softly his hands caressing your cheeks before you felt his lips press against your forehead lightly. The mood in the room was just right. Kisaki spoke once more “Let’s exchange gifts.” Your eyes lit up quickly getting up from the chaise lounge and the warmth of your body disappeared from Kisaki. Both of you reached for your gifts. “I want you to open yours first.” Kisaki smiled.

He handed you the pretty blue box. Undoing the white ribbon and ripping the blue wrapping paper. The velvet small box in your hand opening it your heart was racing wondering if it was the specific thing you were thinking of. Opening the velvet taking a breath it was a beautiful pendant with your birthstone. “ It's a beautiful Kisaki.” you smiled. You were giving yourself a heart attack for no reason but you couldn’t help but admire the shining gem in front of you.

“Here let me put it on you.” He carefully took the pendant out of the box. Picking your hair up he placed the pendant on you. “You make the piece, it was meant for you babe… but still.”

“But still what?” you turn around to face him.

“I’m not sure... Something is missing….” He raised his brow “hmm” he crossed his arms.

“Missing?”

As soon as he unfolded his arms, his hands went into his sweatpants pocket. “Yeah, I forgot this is one part of your gift. I have the second part right here.” he pulled out another small box.

You looked down at the small box “Kisaki..”

“I think you know what it is… _________…” he starts off “I love you with every inch of my living being. We have known each other for a very long time and when we decided to date I had never been so happy in my life.” He opens the box to see the beautiful ring. “I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. I want you by my side till my very last breath. Will you marry me?”

Your heart was racing fast at his proposal. Your eyes are swelling up with tears at his sweet words. Nothing was coming out of your mouth because you were so choked up all you could do was nod over and over. Kisaki reached for your left hand placing the sparkling diamond on your ring finger. Both of you embraced on another Kisaki kissing your temple “ I love you ______.”

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russellsppttemplates · 5 months

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could i request some more fluff with daniel? even better if it’s with a pregnant reader!

the way you write everyone is IMMACULATE xx

– 🪼

Tw: pregnancy

"Do you have anything planned for the rest of the day?", Daniel said as you both walked on the trail. Even though you were not planning on becoming an athlete anytime soon, much less now that you were pregnant, you made an effort to keep active as it helped you feel better and meaning you had a reason to get fresh hair everyday.

"No, it's my day off", you smiled, "and I was planning to relax and sort some things out in the nursery, "I haven't folded he last load of washing I did, and I have just thrown all of the things into the drawers, and not actually organised them", you blushed, "sounds like a plan, then", Daniel said, his hand rubbing your bump softly.

By the time you got home, Daniel prepared a snack for you and brought it to the nursery, "no, you sit here", he grabbed the big comfy chair and positioned it near the chest of drawers, "I sit on the floor", he said, helping you sit and kissing the top of your head, "just tell me what to do and I'll get whatever you need", he smiled charmingly, sitting criss cross on top of the fluffy rug, "I need the onesies, please", you said, seeing your husband split the pile in two so you could both fold them.

"It's so weird to think she's going to be this small", he expressed, holding up one of the full body onesies your sister in law advised you to get for sleeping, "check the size on that, and please, don't say weird, don't call our daughter weird", you noted back, "Oh, this is 2-3 months", Daniel gulped, "she's going to be even smaller then? Oh my goodness", he whispered, looking up at your bump, lifting his hand to stroke the skin, "hey babygirl, mummy and daddy can't want to meet you, but you should stay in there and cook properly, because you're going to be little enough", he continued even though you interrupted him, "she better be, I'm the one pushing her out of m-".

"And you're going to have all of these outfits, this one has a bow in it, daddy just folded one with a racing car, I think grandma embroidered that one", he continued as you nodded, "and look at these little socks, they're so cute. And there's a cardigan, you'll look like a little old lady, so cosy and cute", he said, noticing your wide eyes at the mess he was creating, "and now mummy is looking at me with very big, wide eyes, so I have to clean up this mess I made before she goes all dragon like on me", he giggled, making you smile even though his observation was right. After all those years together, his laughter still made you feel butterflies, and it did so to your baby, too, since she started kicking the minute he talked to her, "she's having a dance party, I think".

Daniel scooched closer to you, laying his head on your thighs and facing your bump, rubbing his nose in your bellybutton, "babygirl, you're so loved, your mummy's so loved", he gasped softly, "goodness, I think ill run out of space for all the love I have for you two", he blinked away a tear, "our love was so big that it became her", you whispered, touching Daniel's cheek softly.

"So that's what we are going to tell her whenever she asks? Not me and mummy on the bed do-", he teased, stopping sentence when you put your hand on his mouth, "sush, Daniel".

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katsu28 · 2 years

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dinner buddies

summary: Eddie can’t make it in time for dinner, so you decide to find someone else to share your cooking with.

warnings: light swearing, so much fluff

a/n: i hope this is good bc i’m quite literally drowning in unfinishable wips right now :') but hi hello i'm back to trying to write after a scarily long bout of self doubt and writer's block! pls enjoy this fluff as my apology <3

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You were half contemplating just turning tail and going back home as you climbed the steps of the Munson’s trailer, arms laden with bags of groceries making it a little harder to keep yourself steady on the creaky stairs.

Eddie was supposed to come to your place for dinner, but had called you from the high school saying that Hellfire Club was running a lot longer than usual and that he might not make it to yours anytime soon, so you were stuck with a fridge full of ingredients for dinner and no one to make it for.

That was, until an idea popped into your head.

So now here you were, standing outside the trailer, knocking on the door to see if Wayne wanted to be your dinner buddy for tonight. You remembered Eddie telling you that Wayne worked the earlier shift on Tuesdays, so you knew he was home. The hard part now was gaining the courage to ask him. It wasn’t like you were scared of Eddie’s uncle, you’d just never really spent time with him without your boyfriend around. But it was something you wanted to change.

Before you could chicken out and turn around, the door swung open slowly to reveal a weary looking Wayne Munson peering out at you.

“Hey, kiddo,” He looked pleasantly surprised to see you, but still confused as to why you were here. “Whatcha doin’ round these parts? Eddie’s not here, if that’s who you’re looking for. Think he might still be with that club of his.”

“Yeah, we were supposed to have dinner but he called me earlier to tell me. I was, um, I was wondering if you’d eaten dinner yet?” You asked timidly, shifting on your feet.

“Oh, I was just gonna heat up some pizza from the other day. Why, what did you have in mind?”

“Do you maybe wanna have dinner together? I was supposed to make spaghetti for Eddie and I, but since he’s held up, I was wondering if I could make it…for you.” Wayne was silent for a moment, and suddenly you weren’t sure if you were overstepping any bounds by showing up here unannounced, so you quickly backtracked. “Only if you want, though. I know you probably had a long day at work and I totally get if you’d rather have some alone time before Eddie comes home—”

“Spaghetti sounds fantastic, kiddo.” He chuckled, opening the door a little wider and reaching out to relieve you of one of the bags in your hands. “Come on in.”

You beamed, shuffling inside and beelining right for the kitchen to drop your stuff on the counter before washing your hands.

Stationing himself at the counter while you prepped and cooked, Wayne kept insisting he help you with something, but after you kept telling him to relax, reluctantly gave up. Instead, he watched you bustle around the tiny kitchen like a whirlwind, occasionally snagging a handful of cheese or a noodle when he thought you weren’t looking. (You noticed every single time, but he thought he was being slick, just like his nephew.)

Wayne was a quiet guy—a lot quieter than his lovably rowdy nephew—but he was good company, entertaining you with countless stories of Eddie when he was younger as you cooked, some of which made you laugh so hard you nearly keeled over. Stories that you’d definitely be using as blackmail against your boyfriend sometime in the future.

Speaking of the future, that was one topic Wayne brought up as you were waiting for the pasta water to boil.

“So…you and Ed, you’ve been together a while,” He said awkwardly, drumming his fingers on the counter. It sounded like he didn’t quite know how to approach the subject, but was trying his best, and you appreciated his effort. “How’s that going?”

You beamed, bobbing your head happily at the mention of your Eddie. “Good! Really good. He’s the best boyfriend a girl could ask for.”

“That’s great to hear. And Ed, he’s treating you good? I have no doubt in my mind that he does, or else I’d whack him upside the head, but I gotta ask.”

“He’s amazing, Wayne. You did an incredible job raising him. He’s always saying how lucky he is that he’s always had you, and he’s right.” You replied earnestly, placing a hand over his. And you meant it. Despite all the ways Eddie could’ve turned out with the things he’d been through, he’d always had one constant in his life.

His uncle.

The man who took him in without a second thought when Eddie’s parents had dropped him on Wayne’s doorstep all those years ago.

The man who worked late nights, odd hours, and shitty jobs just so Eddie could have a decent childhood. Who bought him his first guitar, went to any Corroded Coffin gig that he could, and sat through Eddie’s endless D&D rants—not knowing what the hell he was babbling on and on about, but listened because it made Eddie happy.

The man who was more of a father to him than Eddie’s good-for-nothing jackass of a dad ever was (Eddie’s words, not yours).

You could tell that your words had touched the older man because of the way he fiddled with his fingers—just like Eddie did whenever you said something that made him feel loved.

“Thank you, kiddo.” He said quietly, patting your hand. “Eddie’s lucky to have someone like you lookin’ after him. I guess now I am too, what with this absolute feast you’re making.”

“You’re gonna make me cry, and it’s not gonna be pretty, Wayne!” You let out a watery chuckle, turning to toss the pasta into the now boiling water so the older man wouldn’t see you start to tear up at his kind words.

Soon enough, the whole trailer was filled with a mouthwatering array of smells—rich tomato sauce with garlic and herbs, fresh pasta, buttery garlic bread. Honestly, you wouldn’t be surprised if the entire trailer park was able to smell what you’d cooked.

“This…this looks fantastic, Y/N.” Wayne said softly, blinking down at the steaming plate of food in front of him like he wasn’t quite sure where to start. “Thank you for cooking for this old man.”

“Oh, Wayne, you’re not that old,” You chided, passing him a hearty piece of garlic bread. “And it was my pleasure. I really like to cook, and Eddie really likes to eat, so…”

Wayne gave an all-knowing grin, shaking his head fondly. “Don’t I know it. I used to be worried that boy would eat us out of house and home when he was younger. Still do, honestly. Ed’s got a black hole for a stomach, I swear.”

“Wonder where he gets it from?” You snickered, to which Wayne let out a booming laugh that pleasantly surprised you.

“You’re a real spitfire, aren’t ya, kiddo?”

“I like to see it as Eddie rubbing off on me,” You shrugged. “Which he probably got from you. So really, who’s to blame here?”

The older man sighed overdramatically, bowing his head in mock defeat. “That would be me, I assume.”

“I won’t confirm nor deny that statement.” You smiled sweetly, picking up your fork. “Dig in!”

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You’d both finished your food and were exchanging more Eddie stories by the time you heard heavy footsteps pounding up the stairs outside. Then the door banged open loudly, Eddie’s slightly winded and panicked voice filling the trailer immediately.

“Speak of the devil,” Wayne sighed, barely heard over his nephew’s incomprehensible rambling. You stifled a laugh at his faux exasperation. “I can’t understand a word you’re sayin’, Ed!”

“Sorry I can’t stay long, Uncle Wayne, I’m already super late and Y/N’s—” Eddie came to a screeching halt when he spotted you sitting across the table from his uncle, both of you with empty plates in front of you. “...here. She’s—you’re here. What—hi, sweetheart.”

“Hi Eds!” You chirped, pushing back your chair to come greet him with a kiss on the cheek.

He accepted your kiss welcomingly, arms sliding around your waist in an automatic hug like they always did when he saw you. “What’re you doing here?”

“Hangin’ out with Wayne. We’re dinner buddies now.” You said it so casually, like it was a common thing for you to hang out with his uncle when Eddie wasn’t there. Eddie’s gaze slipped over to Wayne, who just nodded back.

“Hello to you too, boy,” He grumbled, but there was a small smile on his face nonetheless.

“Hi Uncle Wayne.” Eddie mumbled sheepishly, tugging at the collar of his shirt. “I would say sorry I’m late, but you seem to have found some better company.”

“Come sit down, baby, I’ll get you some food,” You nudged him towards the table, stifling a giggle at the way he tripped over his own boots in his haste to kick them off and hurry to take a seat. “Seconds, Wayne? There’s more than enough here. Probably even enough to last you both a few meals.”

“I couldn’t possibly eat any more, kiddo, but thank you.” Wayne sighed, patting his stomach for good measure. Eddie squinted at his uncle, then you, then back at Wayne in pure confusion. “You just gonna stare at me, or d’you got somethin’ you wanna say?”

“Did you—did she come over here on her own, or did you call her?”

“Now how would I call her, Ed? She came here ‘round seven, sayin’ that you were held up and asked if I wanted to have dinner together. Obviously, I’m not one to say no to a nice home cooked dinner, so I said yes.”

Eddie couldn’t help the wide grin that broke his face, casting a glance over at you at the stove scooping some pasta onto a plate for him and feeling his heart grow three sizes in his chest. God, you really were the most perfect person alive.

“Here you go, love.” You slid the hearty plate of food in front of him, pressing a kiss to the side of his head before settling back into your seat. “Now, what were we talking about before this one barged in?”

“I believe I was telling you how Ed used to run around with his pants on his head.”

“Hey!” Eddie spluttered through a mouthful of garlic bread, gawking at his uncle incredulously. “That’s so not cool!”

“Hush, eat your dinner, boy.”

Eddie turned to you with wide eyes. “Baby, don’t believe a word he says, he—”

“Listen to Wayne, Eds, eat your spaghetti.” You hummed sweetly, patting his knee with a smile.

“You guys are so mean to me.”

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Later, after Eddie had finished huffing and puffing about ‘my girl and my uncle ganging up on me’ and devoured two more plates of food (bottomless pit for a stomach, indeed), dinner had been packed away with firm instructions from you on how to reheat it the best way. The dishes were done and drying, leaving Wayne to retire outside to the porch for a smoke.

The second the door swung shut behind him, Eddie all but tackled you, sweeping you into his arms and planting a messy kiss on your lips. You let out a surprised noise, but instantly returned it with much fervor, brain on autopilot. His hands splayed across the expanse of your back, pulling you as close as possible to him whilst you kissed, while yours clutched at his biceps to ground yourself.

It was hard not to get lost in Eddie when he kissed you, with how much of himself and his love for you he poured into them. Sometimes felt like you’d float away if he kissed you for too long. You wouldn’t exactly mind it too much, to be honest.

“What was that for?” You asked incredulously after he’d pulled away, bringing your hands from his arms to his shoulders to steady yourself after his kiss had chased the breath right out of your chest.

“I love you so much.” He said earnestly, pressing another peck to your lips as if to reinforce his proclamation.

“I love you too, Eds. You know that.”

“I do! I do. I just—” He let out a dreamy sigh, squeezing your hip. “Thank you.”

“For loving you?” You giggled, reaching up to brush a stray inky curl out of his face.

“No—well, yeah. But for everything. For loving me so good like you do, for thinking of Wayne when I’m not here. For being the girl of my dreams.” Eddie continued, looking more serious than you’d ever seen him before. “My perfect, sweet girl, always takin’ care of us. Should hurry up and marry you now before you come to your senses and run for the hills, shouldn’t I?”

“Oh, stop it, you kiss ass,” You huffed playfully, slapping his chest lightly.

“I think Uncle Wayne would agree. He might love you more than he loves me now.”

You laughed at that. “You’re so dramatic, baby. You’re his family, of course he loves you more.”

“I dunno ‘bout that anymore, not after today. Hell, you made him a gourmet meal, sweetheart! I’ve never made him a home cooked meal. Not like that, anyways. Most of my stuff ends up tossed out so we don’t get food poisoning.”

“It’s the thought that counts, right?”

“That’s what I say! He doesn’t see it that way though. Always grumbling about how I’m trying to send him to an early grave,” Eddie pouted childishly.

“You are trying to send me to an early grave, boy!” Wayne’s voice came drifting in through the open window, to which Eddie swore. “Don’t act like you’re not dyin’ to get rid of me!” You both knew he was just poking fun at his nephew, but Eddie rolled his eyes, burrowing deeper into your embrace to alleviate his hurt ego.

“Aw, did baby boy’s feelings get hurt?” You teased, squishing his cheeks together until his lips puckered almost comically. He struggled to still look upset, but it was no use with the way you were looking at him right now. Your smile turned his over exaggerated pout into a soft smile of his own. To him, your smile could make the clouds disappear on a dreary day.

“Super hurt.” He nodded, mock serious. “Know what would make me feel better?”

“I think I can guess, but tell me anyway.”

“A kiss.”

“Another one?!”

“Yes, another one!” Eddie huffed, shuffling the two of you over to the kitchen counter, where he nudged you onto the countertop with ease. “There’s no such thing as too many kisses in this relationship, sweetheart. Unlimited kisses or I’ll die. You don’t want me to die, do you?”

“I guess not.”

“You guess? C’mere, you little minx,” He growled playfully, pressing his lips against yours firmly. You were quick to sink into his kiss yet again, cupping his face in your hands to bring him even closer. And while Eddie always kissed you like he was trying to let you know how much he loved you, this one felt different. This one felt a little more special, and you wanted to bask in it for as long as you could.

As long as you could turned out to be not very long at all, the loud thwack of the front door banging against the wall breaking through the silence.

“Alright, simmer down, you two. I don’t need no mini Munsons runnin’ around anytime soon,” Wayne chided, very clearly back from his night smoke. “Still takin’ care of this one over here.”

“Uncle Wayne!” Eddie groaned, cheeks flaming hot under your fingertips. The older Munson merely waved his hand aimlessly in response, shuffling toward the bathroom and muttering something about how the two of you better take your lovey dovey party into Eddie’s room before he got back from getting ready for bed. Eddie squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment, letting his forehead thunk against your shoulder miserably. “I’m sorry about him. He’s—”

“He’s just like you, Eds.” You said softly, smoothing a fond hand along his curls. Eddie made an indignant noise. “Funny, caring, heart of gold. Rough exterior but a total teddy bear on the inside?”

“I’m definitely better looking though.”

“Yeah, yeah, of course you are,” You rolled your eyes playfully, to which he whisked you off the countertop with a growled hmph, marching the two of you down the hall to his room to toss you onto his bed like you were a sack of flour.

The rest of the night was spent talking, telling Eddie embarrassing stories of yourself when you were younger to remedy the ones that Wayne had told you about him. Sleepy whispered I love you’s pressed against each other’s skin right before you fell asleep wrapped in his arms, just the way you liked it.

Soon enough, you popping over to the trailer to hang out with Wayne more often became a frequent thing, Eddie many times returning home to see the two of you sitting on the couch outside on the porch or huddled around the kitchen table, sipping hot drinks while telling each other more embarrassing stories about him. And although he wasn’t too keen on his uncle telling you about all the times he used to run around naked as a kid, he really did enjoy seeing the two most important people in his life growing closer.

Even if it did result in him being unfairly ganged up on at times.

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catnipaddictt · 11 days

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jailbreak

scott barringer x gn!reader

synopsis: You and Scott decide to escape New Horizons, a camp for at risk teens.

wc: 1.3k

tw: none

comment: there is a lack of Scott content on tumblr so I decided I wanted to write something. Also I fell in love with higher ground, i didn't think it was going to be that good, but i binged it in under a week.

You kick at the ground with your beat-up old sneakers, watching as moisture falls from the blades of grass. Grumbling could be heard from in front of you as the ground of teens treked behind their leader. Ever since you had arrived at New Horizons, it was basically walk after walker. You swear once you are out of this place you would never hike again. But alas you had now been here for almost 2 months, and Peter sure wasn't letting you out anytime soon.

Picking up your feet, you begin to follow your group as they walk uphill through the forest that surrounds the school. You make up the back of the pack, mostly just because you prefer to walk at a more leisurely pace.

“Hey” you glance to your side to be met with blue eyes. Scott. He had been here for around the same time you had meaning that you were both ‘fresh meat’. If you could even call yourself that anymore. You reply back with a “hi” focusing on not tripping on any tree roots. Scott was at New Horizons for a drug related problem, something a lot of the students had issues with. He was normally standoffish and refused to participate but you two got along just fine. Which led to the little problem of your not so little crush on the tall boy.

“I hate walking” he states plainly and you agree, nodding your head. “I mean, how is this supposed to help, walking up hills isn't going to fix a bunch of messed up kids” Scott continues. “It sucks, I just want to get out of here” you reply. “Hey, what if we-” Scott seems to want to say something but changes his mind, shaking his head. “Nevermind.” You glance at him confused. “C'mon, you have got to say it now” you laugh. “It was stupid anyways” he grumbles at the ground.

“Oh boo-hoo, just tell me” you practically beg. Scott sees this and ultimately starts to speak, “we could get out of here you know? It's only the forest holding us back I mean. And we have pretty much walked all of it twice over.” You turn your head to look at him, “you mean run away?” you ask. He has caught your full attention now. “See, told you it was dumb” Scott answers.

“Let's do it.”

“Sorry?” He states, “you can't be serious.” He raises an eyebrow. “Oh I'm serious. I have had enough of this place. Worst case scenario we get caught, that's like a few days of confinement to the cabins.” You reply smoothly. It was definitely a horrible idea but it's not like life was too exciting for you at the moment.”I mean, I'm down if you are” Scott shrugs. You think for a moment before replying. “Okay two days from now there is the school bonfire thing. We pack bags beforehand, I'll sneak into the kitchens and get us some food and stuff, and we can meet up by the docks. They won't notice we have gone for a few hours at least.”

Scott looks at you “a few hours head start is probably as good as we are going to get.” He makes up his mind, “okay I'm in.”

The next two days passed rather slowly, with not much really happening apart from lectures about personal wellness. What a waste of your time. You were counting down the minutes until your and Scott's escape out of here.

The final hours of your time at New Horizons were spent packing a bag, light enough to not slow you down, but enough to keep you going until you could get more supplies. Your next job was the kitchen.

The sun had almost disappeared by the time you reached the space, quietly opening and shutting the door behind you. You grabbed two large plastic bottles of water, placing them in your bag, as well as a few cans of food and lots of snacks. This was definitely enough to last you a few days. Getting through the forest should only take a few hours, the tricky part was not being seen around town.

Zipping up your bag you sneak out of the kitchen, making your way to the docks. You could see Scott's shadow cast on the wooden planks, giving his location away. You walk almost silently up to him and he jumps a little at you appearing. “Don't sneak up on me like that” he says playfully.

You nod your head in the direction of the path leading to the forest “time to go?” The light from the bonfire flickers over the landscape, making it feel like something out of a 80’s horror film. “Yeah, let's do it”

You both make your way out of the school and into the dense forest. There is nearly no light apart from the occasional bit of moon peeking through the canopy. Scott pulls two flashlights out of his bag, passing one to you “borrowed Auggie’s, hope he doesn't mind” he shrugs and you laugh. Poor Auggie had been robbed of his only torch.

After about an hour of walking Scott starts telling you clearly made up stories about people getting lost in the woods never to be seen again. Typical teenager boy behavior. You roll your eyes in response - not that he could see. “That's so not real” you speak, only to be met with a yelp as he trips over a tree root. You cannot contain your laughter at the action. “Not funny” he grumbles.

The next few hours pass in a blur. The clear night makes your walk nicer than you thought it was going to be. Scott being there helped a lot. You both exchange tales of your lives before New Horizons, Scott tells you about his football games and school. Up ahead of you, you can see where the ground drops about 6 feet or so, meaning you will have to climb down. Scott goes first, passing you his bag so you can throw it down to him once he is on solid ground. Once he reaches the earth again you throw down his bag followed by yours. He catches them and puts them down on the ground. Now it's your turn to make the descent.

You make it most of the way down without fail, but the place where you put your left foot collapses and you are forced to jump back and onto the dirt covered ground. Luckily you don’t hurt yourself but in the process you manage to basically slam into your companion. He lets out a sound at the impact, “woah there.” “Sorry Scott.”

After another hour you finally reach the edge of civilization and you exchange grins with the blonde boy. You had made it with close to little hiccups. Making it onto town, you and Scott begin to brainstorm what to do now. “We need to get further away before first light, then people might see the two of us. And when Peter comes asking they will know we were here” You think out loud. “We could hitchhike?” Scott suggests “It's risky but if we walk further out of town we have a better chance of someone who is passing through and not a local?”

You agree to the plan and after a quick break from walking you both set out again. Now that you are out of the dense forest you can see the night sky. It's clear tonight and you can see all the stars, you will miss it in a way. But you made your decision. As you walk, your hand brushes against Scott’s prompting you to snap your arm close to your side, embarrassed. You can sense his head turning to look at you briefly before he looks straight ahead again. Then, if on second thought, he grabs your hand in his, interlocking your pinkies. You look down at your and Scott's hand and smile. Maybe, just maybe it would all work out fine.

I'm not sure about the ending of this one as I kinda didn't know how to finish it but oh well. Im also finishing writing a whole heap of requests, so expect those soon!

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blackswan446 · 2 months

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worth it - two.

→ pairing: yan!knj x reader

→ wc: 1071

→ cws: mentions of abusive ex boyfriend showing up

→ notes: before writing: i have a feeling i'm gonna write this whole thing and be very unhappy with it :( after writing: okay! it's not bad i think :')

days became weeks, which slowly turned into an entire month, of namjoon coming over almost everyday of the week. he was there so much, he seemed to be assimilating into your family life. and the fact that namjoon only started coming over because he was a school-assigned tutor for your brother would easily shock anyone who saw them together-by now, they were practically best friends, the two having formed a close bond within the short period of time. sometimes namjoon wondered, would jiwon still be his friend if he knew the real reason he kept coming around?

technically, he didn't have to be there anymore. your brother's math grades had improved tremendously, so there wasn't any real need for him to stick around. of course, there was no way he'd be going anywhere anytime soon. his friendship with jiwon was like a one-way ticket into your private life, and despite your mysterious demeanor and your refusal to say anything regarding life outside of your house, his mere presence was enough to collect the pieces of the puzzle. all he had to do was put it together.

he wondered, whether observing people was always this easy, or if you were more of an open book than he thought. i mean, he had pieced together your entire schedule within a month! a month full of you speaking to him for 10 minutes a day, tops. the idea was laughable! sometimes, he couldn't help but feel bad. you tried so hard to fly under the radar, to stay hidden from the eyes of others, to remain a private individual. and he had come in and thrown a wrench in your plans, and you had no idea.

in a way, he felt some strange sense of heroism. he had managed to barge into your life first, and instead of it being some villain who was out to hurt you, it was just him, someone who cared deeply about you. it was obvious that you needed someone to protect you from the outside world, since you couldn't do it yourself, and since he had already broken in, it would just make sense for him to stick around for a bit (re: forever) and play the role of the heroine you so clearly needed.

as for actually getting you to trust him, it wasn't easy. you acted so closed-off, you weren't going to be receptive to any acts of affection yet. but he couldn't let his undying adoration for you go unfulfilled! he knew all your favorite things, of course, and couldn't help but leave spreads of flowers, and notes, and gifts, in all your usual spots. all the while, he was slowly (trying) to weasel his way into your life. it was going to take time, and he knew that, but for you, he was willing to dedicate his life.

one particular afternoon, when namjoon and your brother had commenced their usual hours of homework, followed by TV or a video game, the entire day was entirely ruined before it even started. the alarm bells in his head started going off immediately, when he walked in and saw your sleek black shoes in the same place they had been yesterday.

trying to move on with the day, namjoon ignored the obvious problem; the first of many stupid mistakes on his part. he should have known that something serious had happened when he saw your water bottle, the same one you brought with you everyday, on the kitchen counter. and finally, the cherry on top of this disaster of a day, you didn't come waltzing through the door at the usual time you did every single day.

head reeling, namjoon managed to keep his worry under wraps as he unfolded the possibilities in his head. were you sick? seeing as he was still able to come over without being sent home by your brother, probably not. on vacation? unlikely, seeing as your wallet was sitting in a basket by the front door. just stayed home from school? that seemed the most probable, though it worried namjoon more than the other theories. he knew, from the way you came home with armfuls of books, to the advanced classes you talked about taking, that you weren't the type to just skip school for some reason. no, something had happened.

looking at the clock briefly, back to his computer, namjoon spoke. "so, uh, where's your sister? i mean, she's usually home by now, right?" he asked, not looking up from the text on the screen. the lack of response prompted him to glance up, and meet your brother's worried eyes. "sorry, did i overstep?" he said innocently, a fake look of concern gracing his features. jiwon shook his head.

"no, it's not that. it's just..." he paused, quickly glancing down the hallway, towards your room. "she's been having some trouble with her ex boyfriend." he said, tone much more hushed and cautious compared to a minute ago. namjoon, with his eyebrows knitted together, looked shocked. what ex boyfriend?! "oh god, that's awful." he said, matching the concerned boy's quiet voice, "what...uh, what happened?" he said carefully.

jiwon sighed. "she's been getting all these gifts, lately. we thought they were from him, so we just ignored them." he explained. namjoon's heart dropped at the mention of the gifts. his gifts. the same ones he chose out with his own two hands. "anyways, he showed up here late last night, and saw the flowers and note in the garbage, and he just...went berserk. we had to call the cops, it was that bad. she's been pretty shaken up since." he said sadly, a pained expression on his face.

for the first time in his life, namjoon truly felt stupid. stupid, for not finding out about the thorn in your side. stupid, for buying all those gifts and treats and launching you further into your little bubble, and stupid, for not being there to protect you. he was supposed to be your guardian angel, that was his whole reason for doing what he's doing, and this is how it ends?! even worse, it was his fault!

masking his panic and guilt with a sympathetic look and comforting comment, the realization of what was next crept up on him. namjoon was a smart guy; he knew what he had to do. the only question was, would he be strong enough to do it?

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sexy-monster-fucker · 2 years

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Silent Treatment

The Grabber x Reader

warnings: smut, Stockholm (that's for pretty much any fic about him lets be real), implied kidnapping, aggressive spanking, creampie

a/n: can't believe I'm finally writing for him. if you all enjoy this, feel free to request more from me. I will write it as soon as possible, I work a lot though lol. I also did not feel like writing a whole backstory scene about the reader getting kidnapped, we all know how it goes by now.

word count: 1,971

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"Are you ever going to sleep?"

You shook your head a firm "No."

The silent treatment. For some reason in your sleep deprived state you decided this was the game you were going to play with your captor today.

He stood in the doorway holding a tray consisting of scrambled eggs and a glass Sprite. God... you hated scrambled eggs now. For what felt like nearly weeks you had been locked in the dingy basement only being fed those stupid fucking eggs once a day. You weren't sure how long you had been down there, but you knew it was too long. You gave up counting after the first three sunrises that would barely peak through the window. No matter how hard you forced yourself you could not get a good nights sleep. The dirty mattress was no helping. But being held captive was the biggest thing. You were a grown woman sleeping on a mattress too small for you.

He huffed loudly. The tray slightly rattled as his arms tensed in frustration. He stepped further into the room, finally you could make out more of him. It was hard to see when the light of the hall blinded you. That stupid fucking mask, again? His head cocked to the side as he saw you staring firmly at his mask. He wore it every time, this time without the top half. Just that bottom half with the stupid toothy grin. He acted like you had never seen his full face. The only thing that was hidden during your first encounter was his sharp blue eyes.

Those eyes.

They stared at you now. Anytime he was in the room his eyes did not leave you. You held eye contact with him as he placed the tray on the floor in front of your feet.

"If you aren't going to sleep, at least eat." He gestured with his hands. You rolled your eyes. Not a single sound left you. You could tell it was slightly bothering him. You usually were mouthy anytime he entered the room. You always did run your mouth no matter the circumstance. You grabbed the drink, kicking the rest of the tray away. It slid across the floor barely between the two of you. He squatted against the wall playing with his own hands. You could see his eyebrows furrowing. More emotion showed when the top half of the mask was missing.

"Feeling feisty today I see," he raised his eyebrows in frustration. You did not move an inch, just holding the stare you two shared. Oddly enough, you enjoyed looking at him. You knew it was crazy, you knew you were going crazy. The veins on his arm were constantly present, you could not help but admire them. He held himself more confidently then the younger men you were usually around. College age boys are so immature.

"What do you think about while you're up all night, sweetheart?" He asked. You knew he was trying to get you to say something, anything. You stared at him with heavy eyes. You were exhausted. The silence in the room echoed in your ears. He nodded slowly, "Is this how you're going to behave today?"

He stood, arms swinging limp at his sides. "There is no pleasing you... bring you a hand prepared meal and you throw it back at me..." he folded his arms in front of his chest. You mimicked his stance, crossing your arms in front of you. He scoffed.

"You're so fucking childish," he grumbled under his breath. You turned your head to look away from him. You refused to look at him now. Pretending to admire the room you were in. He stepped closer to you, hopping your eyes would dart to the side to glimpse at him. You did not budge.

"What do I have to do to get you to talk to me?" His hand caressed your cheek.

You eyes stayed fixated on anything but him.

"Wanna play a game?"

Silence.

"... I'll let you upstairs with me..."

A lie. You knew he was lying. Silence.

"We can watch a movie... I'll make something besides eggs... Just fucking say something..."

Silence.

He grabbed your cheeks with one hand, squeezing harder then you'd ever been squeezed there. "STOP. IGNORING. ME," he loudly growled. He leaned in to be nose to nose with you not letting up on his grip, "Didn't mommy and daddy ever teach you manners?"

You felt crazy. But you weren't crazy, maybe just stupid. You continued to ignore him. Only holding as much eye contact as you could. He shoved you away onto your back, "Speak when you're spoken to... roll over." You felt your face turn pale. You slowly shook your head in denial. "Do it or I'm going to make it hurt," he gritted through his teeth. You felt your mouth fall open and your lip quiver. It did not matter if you wanted to respond now, your body would not let you. You did as you were told for the first time today. You rolled over on all fours on the mattress, presenting your ass to him.

He growled with pleasure. You weren't sure if it was in response to you obeying or to seeing your ass up in the air to his mercy. Maybe both. He pulled your shorts down to expose your bare ass. His finger ran along the line of your panties. "You're so pretty, Y/N, especially when you behave," he praised you. You could not deny it went straight to your core. You felt dirty, but you didn't really care either.

He spanked your ass hard. You had to fight back the yelp that almost escaped you. It did not matter the situation you were currently in, you weren't going to talk. Not yelp. Not groan. Not make a sound. You were so fucking stubborn. He exhaled loudly before spanking you again. You jumped with each relentless clap of skin, but no sound left you. You bit into your lip hard, you swore the skin would break any second.

"SAY," another smack, "SOMETHING!"

For some reason his desperation made you unwind. You fell forward on your arms, letting out a pornographic moan. He stopped. There was no sound or movement between you for what felt like a lifetime. You were embarrassed. Your face was completely hot and red. Why did you do that? Were you fucking stupid? Oh God, what if he's mad?

One of his hands went to your side, encouraging you to roll over and face him. You did so. He was stiff in front of you, his hand went to your chin. You stared up at him, his eyes were blown with lust.

"I want to hear you do that again," his breath was broken and needy.

"Then make me," you finally spoke words to him.

He pounced on you, grinding his bulge into your core. You threw your head back with a moan. "Such a pretty girl," his hand framed your exposed neck. You could not help but smile at his words. This was so wrong and you knew it. But if you were going to be stuck here with him might as well have some fun.

"You want me to fuck you, gorgeous? Huh? Do you?" He used an almost mocking tone. You nodded in your blissful state. "Beg me," he gritted, "I wanna hear that pretty little voice you were keeping from me... come on."

You glared at him. You hated being mocked, but in this moment he was unbearably sexy to you. His hand put a slightly firm grip on your neck. Your eyes rolled back. "Please..." his name should have went there, but you realized he never told it to you, "Fuck me..."

You saw his eyes squint up in approval. "More. I'm not letting you by that easily, you better sweet talk me or I'll leave you down here begging," he spoke with so much power.

"I need you to fuck me. Please, I need you inside me. I'll behave from now on, promise. I won't ignore you ever again, please... please... please... I need you," you moaned at him. He exhaled an almost broken breath. "You sound so pretty begging me," he grinned under the mask wide enough you could see it in his eyes. His free hand went to his zipper. You stared with wide eyes as his freed his cock. He pumped his member in his hand a few times, "Take your underwear off." You swiftly did as you were told. He sighed as he saw your opening. He grabbed your panties from your hand and tucked them into his back pocket, "I'll keep those safe." He winked. Your face flooded with embarrassment and arousal.

He pressed his tip into your opening, you jumped. He chuckled at your movement. In one swift thrust, he bottomed out inside you. He held your hips, keeping you still. You moaned, "Fuck."

"Dirty mouth, Y/N," he leaned down slightly. You blushed at him. He began thrusting his hips slowly. Before you could fully adjust to him, his pace kicked up. He was slamming into you. You were moaning uncontrollably. "That's it, let me hear more," he sounded pleased. You began thrusting to match his movements. He groaned loudly, grunting each time your hips met.

"Tell me who you belong to," he growled.

"Y-You... only you," you moaned.

"Good girl."

You felt the coil in your stomach begin tightening. He was hitting every spot inside you perfectly. You were pulsing around him, so close to your edge.

"You think you're gonna cum without asking?"

Your eyes shot up to his. He tilted his head chastising you.

"Please..."

His finger went to your clit, rubbing tight circles on it. You could feel yourself about to come undone.

"Beg me."

"Please-Please-Please! I wanna cum, please let me cum." You whined.

He nodded, "Of course."

With that you came undone around his cock. He did not slow his rhythm as you fluttered around him. You threw your head back, your body going slightly limp. He leaned down, placing both hands on either side of you. You were staring directly into his eyes, panting. He continued thrusting inside you until he came. He slumped onto you slightly. He did not stay in that position long. He stood quickly, tucking his cock back into his pants. You whined when his weight left your body. He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling loudly. He was attempting to catch his breath.

"Well... I have to go now," he began for the door.

"WAIT!" You called out to him. He froze slightly. "You're just gonna fuck me then leave? Wha-What the hell, man," you crossed your arms in frustration. He turned to face you again. His eyebrows were furrowed in frustration. "I have things to take care of and I've stayed down here long enough... I'll be back later, Y/N," he promised. "But... I don't want you to leave," you got teared up. He could see the tears forming in your eyes.

Something tugged in his chest. When did he go soft? Why did you bring out that side of him? Fuck.

He walked back over to you, placing a hand on your cheek. "I'll come back soon, I have things to take care of, doll." You pulled him into a hug. His body became stiff. What were you doing? He swallowed loudly, one of his hand went to your lower back pulling you closer to him. "We can do this again later when I have more time," he whispered into your ear.

He stood once again. "Try and get some rest. You should sleep better now," he chuckled to himself.

And with that he was gone. The loud door slamming behind him.

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s-sugustar · 6 months

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ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ synopsis: You could never be happy.

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ pairing: Modern! Eren Yeager x black! fem! reader

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ cw: death, angst

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ author's notes: took me about an hour to write this or less -. not proofread, oh and first fic since i’ve deleted everything from before .

I'm scared

Eren knew he was going to die soon. His health wasn't getting any better but he tried. No matter how much medication he took, or treatments he had, the cancer was not going away anytime soon.

He hated himself for not seeing the signs, not paying attention to how quickly he'd lose his breath or how he'd cough up blood once in a while. He always talked about how he wanted to die young and well, quite unfortunate but he got what he thought of constantly.

Eren knew you hated hospitals for a long time, even when you had a skating accident a couple of years back, they had to sedate you before taking you to the hospital because you fought with everything in you not to go.

The slow beeping of monitors or the scrubbed tiles that reeked of bleach just reminded you of death in some instance. Or maybe it was because it was the place your mother died when you were six. She had a heart problem, the doctors never stated what it was; all they did was kept it brief with you and your father.

You cried that day, the one person you had been extremely close with. The one you made cookies with every Saturday night to take to church on Sunday. The one who read you 'Princess and the Frog' every single night till you knew the story word for word. She was your rock, the one who shushed you when you fell and others had laughed but she, oh she told you that it was okay, and she kissed the bandage every single time.

In the back of my mind, you died

When Eren told you the news, everything around you slowed. The ticking of the old wall clock became slower, the hairs on the back of your neck raised and with the blink of an eye, you were back in the same hospital room when they covered your mother's dead body with a white cloth. Only this time, it wasn't your mother, but it was Eren.

When you got away from your thoughts, you looked back to him in fear and hurt. Seems like the universe wasn't on your side anymore, if at all. Although you barely cracked a smile towards him, you knew he could see past everything you had built up. "I'm sorry y/n."

Work was quiet when Eren wasn't around, and silence was something you didn't like. You saw Jean and Connie every day at work and you enjoyed their company, truly, but you felt as though something had been missing. You knew what it was but you refused to acknowledge it too. When you first visited him, it had been the 6th of November, outside was bright but chilly in contrast to how the room you were in felt.

You felt squeezed, hopeless and everything within the room was making you sick but you stayed, just for him. You saw how much paler he had gotten when he was first admitted, the bags under his eyes seemed to darken than before and well his breathing...he needed a mask wherever he went. He was in pain and there was nothing you could do about it, just like your mother.

It was inevitable but you knew he wouldn't be here much longer, so you stopped visiting him. Afraid that it may be the last time you'd see him. Although impractical, you thought it was best, especially after the last visit.

"The doctors said that there isn't much they can do now." He whispered, his head laid in your lap as you drew small shapes onto his shaven head, somewhat soothing the both of you as you heard the words that fell from his lips and his reaction to what he had said. You paused in your administrations causing Eren to look you full in the eyes, a distant look in his eyes. You stared at him, contemplating what to say but he had beat you to it.

"I wish we had more time together, just you and I. I wish things didn't end up this way because I know how scar-." You couldn't bear to hear the rest of what he had to say so you shut him up with a kiss. Sinking deep making him whine in desperation for more. After pulling away, Eren sat up before reaching under his pillow to hand you something, a letter to be exact. You looked at him in confusion before he answered, "I want you to open it the day after my funeral."

and I didn't even cry, not a single tear

The funeral was short or at least it had been for you. You couldn't bear to look at him lying peacefully in the casket, you just couldn't. You barely had anything left in you after you said what was laid on your heart to say. It was too much for you to handle, so much so that right after your speech, you walked out, not looking back as you headed to your car in tears.

You laughed on the way home, wasn't funny how gloomy and quiet outside had been? Some say that the earth could feel when we lost someone. Oh, the irony. The trees didn't sway from left to right nor did the sunshine. Quite the opposite you'd say. When you made it to your room, the first thing you did was glance at the letter that had been sitting on your desk since your last visit; the last time you saw him. You couldn't wait till tomorrow to open it so you took it out now.

I wonder what the letter said.

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Spooky (Swiss x GN! Reader FLUFF)

(A/N Hey guys, so this fic was inspired by a tik tok from @mysanityleaving on tik tok and Tumblr, this was a lot of fun to write, sorry it's late things have been crazy. I hope you like it!)

You sat quietly amongst a group of your siblings of sin, lazily picking at your lunch while you had a few minutes of down time. "I'm just saying, he's absolutely terrifying!" One of them exclaims.

"Mountain? He's not scary, he barely speaks. If you should be scared of anyone it should be Sodo." Another one of them says with a laugh. They did have a point of being scared of Sodo, you heard he bites.

"How about you (Y/N)? Who do you think the spookiest ghoul is?" A small group of Copia's ghouls caught your attention as they walked past your table, giving your group small waves and nods of acknowledgment as they passed by.

"Swiss," you respond suddenly, "he's too charming, I feel like he can be scary when he wants to be." You couldn't help but let out an amorous sigh at the sight of said ghouls bright smile. You checked the time, shooting up when you realized how late it had gotten. "Shit, I'm gunna be late. Primo wants me to help collect herbs for the kitchen." You hurriedly grabbed your things, rushing past the group of ghouls, and apologizing profusely as you rushed off for knocking into Swiss' shoulder. You crashed through the garden gate, throwing your things down on the ground by one of the sheds. "Papa! Sorry I'm late!" You ran down the path to where the plot of herbs was to find Primo standing with the last person you expected to see. "Ah, (Y/N), there you are. I've unfortunately been called away to a meeting with my brothers, Copia has sent Swiss to help you collect herbs for the kitchen." Swiss saunters in your direction, his gaze set on you.

"(Y/N), it's good to see you again." His smile shines brightly in contrast to his mask. You instinctively cross your arms in front of you, his whole presence left you feeling vulnerable.

"Hi Swiss," your voice was shaking slightly as you addressed him, "Papa, do you think you'll be back anytime soon?" You knew you weren't in any danger around Swiss, out of all of the ghouls he was one of the most outwardly caring and protective. However, there was something about being alone with him that terrified you.

"I should only be gone an hour or two il mio bambino, I know we have a lot to discuss about the new plants you want to start caring for." Primo's gaze instantly switched over to Swiss. "You better behave yourself while I'm not here, do I make myself clear."

"Crystal." Swiss responds almost instantly. "You don't have to worry Primo, I have only the intentions of helping (Y/N) the best I can." He grins at you.

"You come get me if anything's wrong, we'll be in Secundo's office in the west wing." Primo gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder as he passed you. The second he was out of view you felt Swiss' gaze immediately locked on you again. You motion for him to follow you, mindlessly rattling off the list of all the different herbs you needed to collect as you led him to the plot you needed to be on. "You can start on collecting the bundles of rosemary I'll start collecting the bundles of thyme."

He chuckles slightly, "you're a lot braver than I thought you'd be." He squats down in front of the time, clipping off sections and placing them into a basket.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Your whole body was hyper aware of his presence next to you. He hums mostly to himself.

"Don't think we don't hear all of you talking about us." He grins over at you. "Why would I make you so uncomfortable?" He carefully creeped over to your side, you instantly felt like you were starting to sweat.

"Maybe... Maybe it has to do with your reputation..." You glance up at him out of the corner of your eye. Swiss' head slowly cocks to the side, he was studying you.

"I have a reputation?" His smile only grew as your words inflated his ego. You sighed, allowing your full attention to finally be placed on him.

"They feel your music... The lyrics... Are..."

"Spooky?" He cut you off, his fangs glinting in the sunlight as he continues to grin at you. He shoots you an almost innocent look, "Do you think I'm spooky?" Your breath felt like it was caught in your throat, your head filled with nothing but static as the image of Swiss in front of you began to occupy your very being.

"Swiss, you scare the hell out of me in the best way possible." You clear your throat, turning back to the task at hand. You didn't even have to look at him to know that the ghouls eyes were drilling into you.

"You have no reason to be afraid of me (Y/N)." He slinks back over to his section. "I'd never lay my hands on someone in any way they didn't consent to." He winks at you causing you to blush slightly. The time passed by rather effortlessly with Swiss. He could make you laugh very easily and he loved to tell stories, he told you all about what his life on the road with Copia was like. "You know, I was really worried you weren't going to like me."

"Why did you think that?" Swiss gently took your basket from you, carrying it back towards the kitchen.

"I know me being a ghoul and all can be a little... Unsettling." He sets the baskets down and takes your hands in his. "But you're someone I have always been watching out for. I want you to feel safe when you're with me."

"Is everything alright il mio bambino?" Neither of you had noticed that Primo was back from his meeting.

"Yes Papa, Swiss and I were just about to head into the kitchen." You glanced down only to see that Swiss was still holding your hands in his, you quickly yanked them back to your side. Primo glances in between the two of you.

"Swiss, see to it they have dinner. They forget to eat when they get busy." His gaze shifted to you. "I want you in my office immediately after morning mass tomorrow, we need to discuss your ideas for the garden."

"Of course, thank you Papa." You nod in agreement.

"I'll make sure they get dinner, don't worry. I'll cook for them myself if I have to." Primo still seemed reluctant to let you leave alone with Swiss. You knew why, in Primo's opinion Copia's Ghouls didn't know their place, he thought the way they acted was way out of line. When you explained how you thought they added so much more life to the rituals, his response was one you had grown used to hearing at this point. "Well, I am just a silly old man now, I'm sure you know better than me." To which you would always tell Primo he's not that old.

"You two have fun." Without another word Primo turns and walks further into the garden. Swiss effortlessly picked up the baskets once more. The two of you engaging in delightful conversation the whole way to the kitchen. For having one of the wildest reputations Swiss was surprisingly soft spoken. He handed off the herbs, the siblings of sin working in the kitchen seemed a bit flustered that they were dealing with Swiss face to face. They thank him before rushing off, his attention back on you.

"Right." He claps his hands together. "The old man wants me to make sure that you eat, so we're going to get dinner."

"Swiss, we're not supposed to leave the Abbey." You say in a hushed tone, if the wrong person overheard you you'd be in trouble for even thinking of leaving.

"Who said we were leaving the Abbey? Come on, I think you'll have fun." He grabs your hand with a smile. You follow him deep into the Abbey, you weren't even sure if you had ever been in this part of the building. "Welcome to the Ghouls quarters." He pulled you through a doorway to what appeared to be a common room of sorts. Cumulus, Cirrus, and Sunshine were all going over performance notes Aether was attempting to help Sodo study, and Mountain and Rain we're currently cooking in their small kitchen.

"Swiss, there you are man!" Aether calls across the room. "Sibling, welcome."

"Guys, this is (Y/N), I've helped them with some tasks Primo has given them before, and I've been tasked with making sure they have dinner." There was an excited murmur around the room.

"Well what the hell are you two standing around for? Get in here and get comfortable!" Sodo exclaims. Swiss ushers you in with a laugh, conversation picking up in the room. You decided to sit at one of the stools at the counter, interested to see what Rain and Mountain we're cooking.

"You're the first sibling that's ever come down here." Mountain says as he effortlessly tossed the food in the pan. "How does it feel knowing you're cooler than everyone else?" He grins at you and you can't help but laugh.

"Well, it's definitely a lot different down here than I thought it would be." Rain planted himself next to Mountain, wanting to join in on the conversation.

"How so?" He finally chimes in.

"None of the siblings really know a lot about you, aside from what we see at rituals. I always thought you guys would be super intense, intimidating, scary. But, being down here with all of you, it's surprisingly... Warm." You jumped slightly when Swiss materializes beside you, his hands now resting gently in your shoulders.

"The ladies were wondering if they could steal you for a moment." He motions over to where Cumulus, Cirrus, and Sunshine were sitting, they were looking over at you excitedly. You nod, Swiss helps you down from your stool and sends you on your way, staying back to talk to Mountain and Rain.

"(Y/N), it's so nice to finally meet you." Cirrus pulls you into a hug. "Swiss has told us so much about you!"

"Really?" You can't stop your gaze from drifting over to the Ghoul, "he has?"

All three of them nod, "ever since he helped you for the first time in the garden he hasn't shut up about you." Cumulus says with a small laugh. "We were all wondering how long it was going to take for him to bring you down here."

"Dinner!" Mountain suddenly calls out. You witness Aether grab Sodo by the collar just as he was about to bolt for the food.

"We have a guest!" He chastises, pulling the smaller Ghoul backwards. "(Y/N), I'll hold him back until you're done, don't worry about him biting you." He says with a chuckle. You hurriedly grabbed your food, Sodo's growling making you nervous. Once you were out of the way Sodo bolted forward, piling food onto his plate while everyone else tried to shove him out of the way so they could get something. Swiss grabbed your hand, pulling you into the chair next to him as everyone settled in for dinner.

"So, you talk about me a lot, huh?" Swiss almost choked on his drink at your question.

"Who said that?" You gave him a knowing look. "That's why they wanted to talk to you. I'm sorry, I don't want you to think I'm weird." You grab his hand.

"You're not weird Swiss." His eyes study your face for a moment.

"I'm really glad you came." He gives your hand a gentle squeeze.

"(Y/N), you work in the garden with Primo right?" Aether asks, the night passed by quickly. You felt entirely at home with the table of Ghouls. They asked you about your life at the Abbey, as well as getting to know you as a person. Before you knew it, it was midnight. You said goodnight to your new friends and Swiss accompanied you back to your dorm.

"So, do you still think we're spooky?" You smile down at your feet, trying to hide your blushing form from Swiss.

"No, definitely not spooky. I haven't had that much fun in a while." You had never been out in the halls this late. It was silent except for the sound of yours and Swiss' footsteps on the marble floors.

"You're welcome back anytime you'd like... And I'm really hoping you'll come back to see me." You both smiled at each other, walking the rest of the way back to your room in a comfortable silence. The two of you stood in opposite sides of your door. "Well, I guess this is goodnight."

"Unfortunately." You swayed slightly on your heels. "I had a really good time tonight."

"So did I." You both stood there in silence for another moment. Both of you searching desperately for something to say.

"Goodnight, Swiss." You say with a small smile, slowly opening your door.

"Goodnight, (Y/N)." He gives you a small smile. You start to head into your room when Swiss quietly says your name. You turn to back to him, his lips crashing into yours. You let out a surprised squeak, gently getting pushed back into the wall. You grabbed Swiss by his collar pulling him as close to you as possible. You suddenly felt the fabric slip from your fingers, Swiss making some distance between the two of you. "If you need any help in the garden tomorrow make sure to give me a call." He grins at you. "I'll see you soon sweetheart." You giggled slightly to yourself, after today you didn't think Swiss was so spooky anymore.

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shalscumbunny · 8 months

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Shalnark reacting to his S/O calling him for the first time by an affectionate nickname

Summary: Shalnark getting horny for a minimal action of yours because he loves you, wants you and needs you like the air, yes

Pairing: Shalnark X GN.Reader (I tried to do it as less explicit in genitals so that it was GN)

Warnings: Sex, Shalnark being a hormonal who just wants to leave you full of his seed and without walking for several days

Author’s note: I always mention it in all my writings in English, but better safe than sorry, English is not my native language so it is very likely to find many mistakes and also that I know practically nothing about writing “X character and Reader”

Sites: AO3

I will say that this situation can occur in our much loved toxic environment with Shalnark where we are kidnapped and only resign ourselves to spend the rest of our existence with him or in a healthy tender relationship, you choose.

You and Shalnark were having quality time on the sofa, quietly watching a series on television until the beeping of the washing machine indicated that the clothes were ready.

"Not me" Shalnark said, drinking his soda while he held you by the waist.

"Oh, you go..." You said leaning on his chest

"No" He mockingly denied you

“Shal… Please” You said with puppy eyes

You were startled when Shalnark suddenly sat up in the sofa, grabbing your shoulders and staring into your eyes.

“Oh! What's happening?” You asked alarmed

“What did you call me!?” He asked shaking you.

A blush covered your face when you met his intense gaze and realized that it was the first time you called him by a nickname.

"What do I call you?" You asked nervously looking away embarrassed “Do you mean Shal?”

Shalnark's breath hitched as he heard your sweet lips call him that cute nickname again, as his heart raced and his cheeks flushed red.

"Well... I don't know... we've been together for a while and Shal is a cute nickname" You tried to justify yourself embarrassed

You were so into it that you didn't notice Shalnark's body and thighs tense and his eyes widen more with each second that he saw and heard you.

"Not bad, right?" You asked hesitatingly and playing with your thumbs and then you looked up at him with a smile “Can I nickname you Shal?”

Shalnark's breath caught momentarily seeing you smile so sweetly and innocently and call him by that nickname again, soon he felt his blood rise from him and his cock harden hearing you.

Before you could react Shalnark had already taken you in his arms, he carried you to the bedroom and threw you on the bed starting to take off his shirt.

Your look of surprise, embarrassment and bewilderment made him bite his lip as he managed to get much more aroused and there was no escape for you, you both knew it.

It was a matter of time before you were under Shalnark, with your face buried in the pillow, whining and moaning over stimulated as Shalnark had a tight grip on your hips thrusting hard and fast while biting into your neck and shoulders leaving purple marks and small wounds.

“Come on Y/n…” He ordered between moans and growls in your ear “Call me Shal again”

“S-Shal…” You called him between whimpers and moans while your saliva wet the pillow “Too much… It's too much…!”

Even Shalnark's own body told him it was too much, but he couldn't control himself and he wasn't thinking of stopping anytime soon, when that nickname left your beautiful lips, it was impossible for him not to lift your hips higher and start thrusting into you with much more force at the same time, while groaning and gasping with pleasure.

"Again... please... I need to fill you... just one or two more times" He asked excitedly, his face flushed and his nails digging into your hips

“S-Shal!” You whimpered at the continued increase in strength and speed, you moaning and shivering under him.

“That... that... I'm your Shal... Damn... never stop calling me that” He said, biting your shoulder strongly possessively “You're mine... mine... damn mine”

The most correct thing was to assume that it was impossible for you to escape and that Shalnark did not stop until his body was unable to continue and when he finished, he could only breathe agitated, watching proud to see your entrance dripping with his seed, hugging your trembling body, with an innocent smile, not caring that tomorrow you probably won't be able to walk properly.

Thank you so much for reading my shit 🖤

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lemonandlime22 · 2 years

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Hello! Could I request Ace, Jack, deuce, and sebek with scrawny bitey child please?

Ace, Jack, Deuce, and Sebek with a scrawny and bitey Child!Yuu

Warning(s): cussing, long cause ✨backstory✨, not edited because I'm tired

A/N: lmao I was just in the middle of writing something with ace and deuce's reactions in them, but imma just do this and cut their reactions from the other thing lol.

[Bitey child!Yuu Masterlist]

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Ace

Two words;

chew toy

that is what he is now.

When he first meet you, you and Grim were looking at the statues

but what's different this time around is that you bite him before he could say a damn word

Grim laughed so hard he spit fire at Ace by accident.

So you get no explanation on the great 7, but hey! you gained a chew toy

but that's not until a lil later.

Ace hated you at first

he thought you were annoying and hella weird

that was unit he saw you bite some random student like just over a day after meeting you

then he thinks you are hilarious.

For some reason tho, you would stop-

FUCKING BITING HIM

anytime he would rest his arms at his sides you start biting his hand

at first it rly fuckin hurt, cause you were actually biting him

ya know how cats will bit your arm and cling onto in then starting kicking your arm?

that's basically what you do to Ace.

But as time went on it started going from full on biting him to just nibbling on his hand

ill explain why you do this and why he allows it in the thing I'm working on.

Also, he is a lil worried as to why the headmaster isn't in a little more of a hurry to get this kid home, I mean your parents are prob worried sick about you,

right?

Overall, you are basically free entertainment for him, sometimes when he's bored he points out some random person to you and tries to get you to bite them, sometimes you do sometimes you don't.

He is a bit curious as to why you do this but unlimitedly lost interest in the subject and decided it was none of his business and that he doesn't care.

Jack

Ok-

yalls relationship is rly fuckin cute!

let me explain,

you first met him in a similar way you did in canon

you had decided to go on the investigation thing that Grim was assigned to do like half way through

(like right after the encounter with the tweels, i think I don't rly remember how it went lol)

for 2 reasons,

1, you were bored

and 2, you wanted to hang out with your mama Riddle.

You got there when jack was just about to leave

and as soon as you saw him

you ran and attached yourself to his leg

not with your teeth tho-

with your arms and legs <3

Jack was so confused as to why this random ass child was hugging his leg

it took nearly all of them to pry you off his leg cause they thought you had bitten him

and he took that chance to leave, but as soon as you realized he was gone you started tearing up.

Ya see, when you were on the streets, there were a lot of stray dogs/puppies and they were all starved but most were nice

and you liked to share what little food you had with them, and sometimes the ones you've fed multiple times, would bring you some food too

so ofc you've grown fawned dogs and with Jack have the ears and tail that was all you needed.

Anyway,

he didn't find out about your biting habit until a while later when he saw you bite Floyd's arm

was surprised when Floyd started to laugh and went to bite your arm too

but he panicked and just ripped you off Floyd, and booked it down the hall.

He usually wouldn't be surprised by a child that bites people but, like I said in the tweels hcs, only best men children, and mer children did it, not human children

he wondered who in the great 7 would teach a little kid to bite people at random

he also wondered why you were in NRC and not with your family

Ace and Deuce end up explaining it to him and he was like,

(⚆_⚆) wtf....

is genuinely confused as to why you do this.

He takes it upon himself to make sure you don't bite anyone while he is with you

he's got good reflexes so anytime you lung at someone he's able to grab you mid air and carry you away before you can even react.

Overall, new big brother another one that misses his little siblings and you make him a lil homesick but he also gets hit with nostalgia when he sees you chewing on Ace's hand cause it reminds him of when his little siblings were small.

btw he will also try to teach you to brake your habit with Riddle.

Deuce

You have never and will never bite this boy.

when you first met him he dropped a goddamn caldron on Ace

and that was the first act of magic you really paid attention to

you didn't rly care much about all the fire stuff Grim did or the spells that were cast at orientation

but seeing someone make a fucking caldron appear out of thin air and drop it on someone

and that was probably the most amazing thing you've ever seen in your life

from then on you'd almost always watch him intently to learn how to do something like that

your thought proses was,

" ....wow... h-he must be the strongest! I have to know how to do that!"

From his pov you were a small child that came out of nowhere and won't stop staring at him

at first he was sad because he thought you were intimidated by him and were staring so you could keep an eye on him

but later on, when he summed another caldron, you came up to him, tugged at his sleeve and said,

"teach me."

while pointing at the caldron

and let me tell you-

this boy was so HAPPY!

from then on he was even more determined to be an honors student

he wants to set a good example to someone who looks up to him.

He first sees you bite someone when you started biting Ace again

at first he thought Ace did something to you, but after both Ace and Grim explained what happened he calmed down but was confused

but he still didn't think much of it at first cause toddlers bite people all the time and maybe you looked big for your age?

it wasn't unit he saw you bite a bunch of random people on different occasions did he connect the dots

well... he kind of did..

he thought you were just like him or like he was

he thinks your biting people out of rebellion or anger.

From that point on he was with Riddle trying to teach you not to bite people!

Overall, please I beg of you don't bite people in front of him he will be so sad and disappointed in himself!! He just wants the best for you and that is not to be like he was (his words).

He thinks he knows why you do this so he doesn't wonder why, but when he does find out, his opinion might change but I'll talk about that a lil later.

Sebek

who you end up learning the death roll from

Enemies to extreme enemies to frenemies

that's basically the progression of your relationship.

Now I don't know/remember when we meet him in canon so imma make smthn up lol

He kinda heard of you but not rly

he saw the bite mark on Malleus you left on his arm when you first met

and he has despised every fiber of your being ever since

the only reason he hasn't gone to go end you yet is because Malleus overheard him when he was talking to himself about debreathing you and didn't take to kindly to someone wanting to end his new friend.

He doesn't officially meet you until you and the rest of the first years were making a bunch of noise in the middle of the courtyard

and he, being the good lil hall monitor he is, went to tell you to stfu.

it wasn't until he saw the rest of the first years trying to pull you off some poor student

I'm using "trying" very loosely, Deuce was trying while Epel, Grim, and Ace were hyperventilating on the ground from laughing and Jack was sighing and shaking his head disappointedly and waiting till things got serious to step in.

He scoffed and took your body from Deuce's hands and yanked you back in one fell swoop

and while everyone was in shock except for that poor student, he quickly left to get checked for rabies Sebek quickly connected the dots

there's only one human that both bites and has such a small mouth

and that's you.

Oh! btw, yes he has heard rumors of you.

Anyway,

He almost instantly starts yelling at you

and I mean what he considers to be yelling

so you basically almost go def

rip your little eardrums.

The rest of the first try their best to a least get him to put you down

His yelling reminded you of those old grumpy store owners that would scream at you for eating out of their dumpsters

you never liked them and you don't like this green one either but you couldn't get closer to him or get out of his hands to bite him

his hands were under your armpits so you couldn't get to his hands either

so you just started squirming around and when that didn't work

you cried.

He quickly dropped you and started trying to get you so stop

to which you grabbed his hand and started biting.

He eventually stops extra despising you and then just regular despises you, then eventually tolerates your existence.

Overall, like I said, Enemies to extreme enemies to frenemies.

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