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ellecdc · 2 months

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Mother..... im so sorry 😭😭 but i swear this ones fun!!

What about another part to poly!moonwater where theres a party but Reg and Rem are running late.

Reg: * anxious and fidgety*

Rem: you know we dont have to go

Reg: no no no we most definetly do, anyway its not that. You havent seen y/n in this environmemt before have you?? She thrives in this kind of environment.

Rem: cant be that bad.....

Reg: 😶 think of Potter, Barty amd my brother in one person.

Rem: 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🥲

So when they get there reader is dancing on tables with Barty and Siri. Just the kind of person who lets go in that kinda vibe, doesnt even have to drink, its just the atmosphere that causes her personality to do a whole 180°. The kinda person you habe to but an airtag on so you dont loose them

I love it I love it I love it I love it

poly!moonwater x fem!reader

CW: mention of drinking, drunkenness and alcohol. Friends looking after their drunk friends. Friends bullying their other drunk friends (lovingly)

Remus was thankful that tonight’s Hogwarts party wasn’t being hosted in Gryffindor tower. Not only did James and Sirius get far too invested before, during, and afterwards, but it was also just harder to enjoy on account of watching what was basically your living room be trashed by a bunch of drunks.

But tonight, he was going to be able to enjoy a nice time with his friends without any of the responsibility of having to clean up after said friends.

And better yet, he was going to enjoy a nice time with you and Regulus; the first party the three of you would attend together as partners.

You had been very excited for tonight and had volunteered to help set up, whilst Remus opted to wait for Regulus who had quidditch practice before hand.

And Remus was currently very happy with his choice as he got to watch Regulus change out of his quidditch gear and into his party attire.

“Would you quit ogling me, you fiend.” Regulus muttered as be buttoned the cufflinks into his dress shirt. Remus would have made fun of him for dressing so formally to a dorm party if he didn’t look so bloody good.

“Nope.” He said, popping the P.

Regulus rolled his eyes, but Remus could see a small smirk playing on his lips.

Regulus let out a steadying breath and turned to Remus. “Are you ready?”

Remus smiled before puckering his lips instead of answering. Regulus looked like he thought he should be annoyed, but ultimately gave in and pressed a kiss to the werewolf’s lips, hovering slightly above him as Remus sat reclined onto his elbows on Regulus’ bed.

Regulus pulled away all too quickly for Remus’ liking and began fussing in front of the mirror again, clearly anxious.

“Are you alright?” He asked gently, sitting up properly.

Regulus sighed but nodded in the affirmative.

“We don’t have to go, you know.” Remus tried, mistaking the boy’s nerves for being reclusive.

Regulus kind of snorted at that and looked at Remus with a raised eyebrow. “No, we should go. In fact, we ought to go...like, now.”

Remus felt his brows furrow as Regulus headed towards the door, getting up and following him out obediently.

“This isn’t one of those ‘if we go sooner, we can leave sooner’ tactics, is it? Because with James and Sirius, I promise you that won’t work.”

Regulus laughed. “No, though I’d like to point out I am not afraid of those sods.”

“Well, who are you afraid of that has you sprinting to Ravenclaw tower right now?” Remus asked, causing Regulus to grimace a little guiltily as he slowed his stride for the lycanthrope.

“Sorry... I guess you haven’t seen Y/N at one of these?” Regulus asked.

Remus realized then that your paths had never really crossed until this year, being a year below him and hanging out with a different crowd. “No, I guess not. Why?”

Regulus laughed. “Oh gods. You’ll see.”

“Come on, she can’t be that bad.” Remus said with a scoff.

Regulus rolled his eyes and smirked. “If I had one way to describe Y/N at a party, it would be a combination of Potter after a quidditch win, Sirius after four shots of firewhiskey and Barty.”

Remus’ steps faltered as he put the pieces together in his head. Regulus paused as well, making eye contact with him before understanding seemed to cross between them, and they both took off in a sprint towards the Ravenclaw tower.

As they rounded the last spiral of the staircase, they stepped past the silencing spell that had been placed around it and could feel the vibrations from the music booming in the room.

A third year Ravenclaw who had been paid for their service in Honeydukes chocolates answered the riddle to allow entrance to Regulus and Remus, and the sight took Remus’ breath away.

You can dance! You can ji-ive.

You were standing dancing on the mantle of a grand fireplace with Sirius on one side of you and one of the Prewett twins on the other.

Having the time of your lives. Oooooh.

James looked like he’d been trying all evening to get up on that mantle with you guys, but in his inebriated state, Lily was easily preventing him from doing so.

See that girl!

Both Sirius and... Fabian (if Remus guessed correctly) knelt to dramatically point at you who quickly struck a cheeky pose, earning the three of you cheers (but Remus was sure most of the applause was on your account).

Watch that scene!

Sirius pretended to play a riff on a guitar and Fabian did a scary looking spin from his place on the mantle whilst you opted to shimmy your shoulders in time with the music.

Digging the dancing queen!

And to Remus’ absolutely horror, Fabian launched himself off of the mantle, seemingly making his mark by landing on the couch but apparently, he hadn’t taken into account the springs in the sofa which promptly launched him back off of the couch and had him landing on the wooden coffee table, causing it to splinter and break underneath him.

Sirius looked like he was going to either fall off the mantle or piss his pants from laughing too hard, clutching your arm as you laughed along with him.

Over Remus’ dead body would Sirius fall off a fireplace mantle and take you down with him.

He bodily moved through the crowd and stepped over Fabian without a second thought to stand below you (and Sirius, technically). Remus’ heart rate skyrocketed even more standing here below you, seeing as he was about 192cm (~6’3) and the mantle stood basically at his eyebrows.

He wanted to chide you, but your face cleared beautifully once you recognized who was standing below you.

“Remmy!” You cried as Sirius cheered “Moony!”

“I know I call you ‘dove’ baby girl, but that doesn’t mean you can fly!” He called up to you, any reprimand likely belittled by the beaming smile he was shooting at you.

He held his hands up to you, and you quickly abandoned Sirius’ arms in exchange for his. With his hands under your armpits he gently lowered you back down to your proper height (which Remus much preferred).

“Hi Rem!” You cheered at him. “I missed you.”

Your words were clear and loud if a little slurred.

“I missed you!” Remus replied with a smile as Regulus quickly added “how many drinks have you had?” from his place behind him, apparently having made sure his ‘idiot brother didn’t break anything on his trip off the mantle’. Remus had sort of forgotten Sirius was there at all, to be honest.

You seemed a little worried at Regulus’ question before he quickly added “I need to know how many I need to catch up to you, mon chéri.”

“Nice save.” Remus muttered to him.

“Uhm, maybe four?” You offered.

“Got it, think you can handle a refill?” He asked, placing a kiss to your temple. Remus wanted to eat the two of you up, you were just so cute.

“I’m on water for a bit!” You cheered back at him.

“So smart, dovey. Nice call.” Remus praised you. You beamed back at him in response.

“S’not fair!” James shouting interrupted your chat.

“I’ll go get you a drink too, okay?” Regulus whispered into Remus’ ear before quickly taking off, clearly not interested in the whining of an inebriated James Potter.

“M’not ‘llowed to dance on th’mantle, m’not allowed to-to play with the play with the suit’s o’armours. Why’d I even come.” James cried miserably between hiccups.

“James, you cannot sword fight with the suits of armours, you will lose. When you lose a sword fight, you die.” Lily reprimanded, clearly at her wits end with her boyfriend.

“Awe, tough hand mate. Hey! Can I challenge you to a chugging contest?” Remus said, clapping James on the back.

James seemed to brighten up at that as Lily quickly scowled at him. Remus offered the redhead a wink as he plucked your cup of water out of your hands and handed it to James.

“’kay, but no cheating!” James called to Remus. Remus figured James was too drunk to realize one couldn’t really cheat at a chugging contest, but Remus didn’t plan on winning anyway.

Regulus had returned at the perfect time for Remus to take a drink and bring it to his lips. James, in his enthusiasm ended up wearing most of the water, but claimed he won after downing the rest of it.

“No way James, I want a rematch!” Remus called, grabbing the new cup of water Regulus had brought over for you - quickly promising to make it up to you - and handing it off to James.

The group ended up being able to keep James entertained by challenging him to ‘chugging contests’ whilst handing him cups of water until he had to pee.

Remus got to watch you flit around the party, dancing to your hearts content (though, he did make sure to discourage you from anymore high surface areas. When he couldn’t, he made sure to spot you from below), and even convincing Regulus to ball dance with you, even though it was to the likes of Jackson 5. Though you quickly abandoned him for Sirius when Play That Funky Music came on.

Remus was sat in a large cushioned chair with Regulus in his lap as they watched you, clearly in your element.

“Gods, she’s fun.” Remus whispered to his boyfriend. Regulus breathed out a chuckle and leaned further into Remus.

“She is. She can be trouble sometimes though. Probably good that Barty’s nowhere to be found.”

Regulus’ voice trailed off confusedly at the end.

“What is it?” Remus asked, but you came barrelling over to them, slightly sweaty and breathless from your dancing.

“Hi.” You breathed excitedly, falling to your knees in front of them.

“Hi dovey! Having fun?” Remus asked, bringing his hand not currently holding his drink and wrapped around Regulus’ waist to caress your face. His heart squeezed as your eyes closed and you leaned into the touch. “S’much fun.”

“Amour, where is Barty?” Regulus asked.

Your eyebrows furrowed momentarily before a cheeky smile crossed your face as you remembered.

“Oh, he’s...hanging around.” You offered vaguely.

“Should I be worried?” Regulus asked cautiously, earning him a snort from Lily as she hauled a nearly sleeping James over to the couch beside them.

“The sod was swinging from the chandelier and got stuck. None of us bothered trying to get him down – he’s fast asleep.” She explained, gesturing to the ceiling with a nod of her head.

Sure enough, nearly right above them, Barty was passed out cold as if he were simply swinging in a hammock.

“Hm...” Regulus deadpanned, narrowing his eyes at you. “Amour, did someone bet Barty that he couldn’t manage to get to the chandelier?”

“No.” You answered quickly, defiantly. Regulus continued staring impassively at you until you sighed. “I bet him he couldn’t get down from the chandelier.”

“And she was right.” Lily added, giving you a fist bump.

Regulus let out a long suffering sigh, causing Remus to chuckled and rub his side placatingly.

“Fair enough, sweets.” He conceded.

“Easy for you to say.” Regulus muttered. “You aren’t responsible for getting him down.”

“Just leave him up there.” Sirius commented; he wasn’t quite as drunk as Remus expected him to be, but his movements were still sloppy as he moved to sit on the floor beside you. “That’s apparently what friends do.” He said pointedly, glaring at Remus and sticking his tongue out at him.

“I had more important priorities.” He said, winking down at you.

“Are-are you s,saying that Y/N’s more impo- important than your mate, Rmussss?” James said – barely – through hiccups.

“Certainly prettier priorities.” Regulus commented.

“Oi!” Sirius shouted far louder than necessary. “You take that back!”

“I’ll do no such thing.” Regulus responded casually.

Sirius went to stand from his place, no doubt to try to roughhouse his brother.

“It’s okay Sirius. I think you’re very pretty. Next time, you can be the dancing queen.” You placated. Sirius turned to look at you like you hung the moon.

“Really?!” He cried. You nodded, causing the sod to launch himself, tackling you in a hug and causing the two of you to fall over.

“Oi! Don’t crush my darlin’ girl, Pads!” Remus called at the same time as Regulus spat “if she has so much as one fucking bruise Sirius, I swear to Salazar...”

“Do forgive him,” Lily commented, “he was just informed he could be the next dancing queen.”

“Why mess with perfection? I happen to think Y/N was a wonderful dancing queen!” Marlene called from somewhere behind Remus.

“I MISSED DANCING QUEEN!?” Barty screeched from his aerial prison above them.

Regulus let out another long-suffering sigh as he stood, lifted you up out of Sirius’ grasp and placed you in his vacated spot on Remus’ lap. “I’ll go get my broom to get him down...”

“How’d you manage to win that bet, dove?” Remus whispered as Regulus disappeared through the door, pressing his nose to the pulse point of your neck.

“Sticking charm.”

Remus chuckled and felt the breaths leaving his nose bounce off your skin and back into his face.

“My cheeky little minx.”

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manicpixiefelix · 5 months

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head, heart, hand. {Felix Catton/Reader/Oliver Quick}

Part 3.

Summary: Your second year at Oxford brings with it Farleigh, much to your delight, and you get to learn about Farleigh's personal nemesis (which he rolls his eyes at every time you call him that) Oliver. It turns out Oliver's actually very lovely, and does Felix quite the favour one unassuming morning. Farleigh's not happy to see him again, but Felix is.

{ masterpost }

Need to Know: They/Them. Explicitly NB Reader. FWB!Reader/Felix. Reader is from a well off family but has pretty much been adopted by the Cattons.

Warnings: heavy drinking by everyone at the pub including the reader, and 'dog' being used to demean the reader once.

A/N: 5101 words. much longer than the last ones, and we finally have oliver!! very excited to FINALLY be able to write their weird little fuckin dynamic at oxford, i love them all very much. im a bit unhappy with the pacing of the beginning but i like how it picks up once oli is introduced, but also the bar scene is SO LONG and i will not apologise i love them your honour. id be mighty grateful for any feedback or if you have any thoughts in general about the story, i stare at so many kind asks in my inbox lovingly, i will answer them very soon i promise!! also this is so unedited, sorry lol.

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At first you don't notice him for who he is. At first you hear about Farleigh's insufferable tutoring partner. At first, Oliver Quick means absolutely nothing to you.

The most important part of your second year of college is that Farleigh has finally conceded to joining you and Felix at Oxford. Once, during the last Summer break, while Felix had been off confronting his at-the-time good friend Eddie, after Farleigh had told him Eddie and Venetia had been sleeping together, you and Farleigh had gotten high in the maze to avoid the fallout.

Since the Cattons were paying for his education, he'd admitted that he wanted to remove himself as much as possible from his mother's legacy and memory and the guilt Sir James held about his sister. It would be hard to do at a college where he would be a legacy student because of his mother's attendance. You think you partly understood; certain people, usually staff, liked to kiss your ass when they found out about your own legacy status and the people your parents became, you're not so sure they'd treat Farleigh the same, all things considered.

But he's out of options.

Sometimes you're not sure what to make of Farleigh; his strange place in the Catton family was never something they seemed to like to discuss around you, but Farleigh was far more candid about it. So when he pulls these stunts, gets himself kicked out of schools, puts himself in precarious positions despite how you knew he genuinely enjoyed academics, especially literature, you can't help but wonder why.

"Don't try and pathologize it," you could hear him rolling his eyes as he attempted to scale the minotaur statue in the middle of the maze. Looking up at him from where you're laying in the grass, you watch him rise above the walls into the sunshine. Maybe it's dangerous, maybe he should stop, get down, be safe, but he looks far more content up there, on the edge. Maybe he feels freer up there, even if he knows it's not true.

So now he's with you and Felix at Oxford, a first year only academically, he slots perfectly into the group of friends you'd both already managed to collect.

The point is, you have no idea that of everything that happens in those first few weeks of your second year, the parties, the hook ups, the social dances you found yourself doing, that the guy Farleigh likes to complain about from his tutoring sessions - Oliver, Farleigh always says it with an eye roll - would mean so much more to you than you'd ever expect.

Everything about the man you would come to find extraordinary, from the outside, was completely, and charmingly, ordinary. Including how you'd met him.

Felix had overslept again, and threw a pillow at the door when you'd stuck your head into his room to remind him that he had classes. You'd left yourself enough time to walk, but Felix would have to at least run if he didn't get his ass up soon, or would ride his bike instead. Its on your way, so you duck your head in to at least check it there.

What you don't expect is the unassuming man with dark hair to have a gentle, almost caressing hand on the tire of Felix's bike. When you make a confused noise, he about jumps a foot in the air.

"Sorry," he seems to shrink in from himself, recoiling from the bike like he'd been caught red handed, "just admiring." He babbles, but can't meet your eyes. For a moment, you look over him, before turning your attention to the ludicrously expensive mountain bike that Felix has always taken for granted.

"It is a nice bike," you find yourself grinning, stepping towards the bike and giving the tire a squeeze, both as a show of your own appreciation, and to test the pressure, just in case, "didn't mean to spook you..." And you trail off, prompting for his name, holding your hand out.

It hangs in the air for a moment, and the man before you gives you a proper look over. The way he holds himself, as if trying to take up as little space as physically possible, but his eyes, his gaze, oh it longed to swallow whole every detail of everything he cast it upon.

"Oliver," he says after a very long moment. Despite his demure voice, there's something deliberate, unwavering about it, "Quick," he follows it up with, "I'm Oliver Quick." And he ducks his gaze, sparing you from his intensity as you shake his hand.

"Oliver Quick," you turn the name over on your tongue; the same Oliver that Farleigh's been complaining about, you ponder, before giving him a smile, "I'm Y/N." As soon as the handshake drops, Oliver's doing that thing again, shrinking back and looking uncomfortable in the space.

"Yeah, I think I've seen you around," Oliver nods but can't meet your gaze, "around campus, I mean -" Which reminds you -

"Fuck, I'm almost running late," you hissed, spinning on your heel, "sorry to run Ollie, you seem lovely!" You call over your shoulder as you bolt to class, hearing him calling out;

"No trouble," and awkwardly trailing off the further away you get, "you seem... very nice too..."

Bursting through the door to your tutorial with five minutes to spare, your lecture looks up from his desk for a brief moment. Giving him a nod, you try and slip past him to grab a seat by one of your friends, chatting near the back, when he raises his voice.

"No Mister Catton today either, I presume," he says with a sigh, and you again check you watch before plastering on an apologetic smile.

"He'll be here," you assured, "promise." The professor did not seem impressed.

Sitting next to India, she immediately greets you with a hug.

"Felix hung over?" She grins, and you anyway in respond with a smirk.

"After last night? I'd assume so."

"King's Arms tonight?"

"Of course."

When he does eventually show up, it's ten minutes late with an apology about how his bike had gotten a flat tire. The professor, just tells him to take a seat, and Felix does with many placating thanks, sliding into one of the open few open seats in the row in front of yours. Ruffling his hair, he throws a faintly guilty grin over his shoulder at you and India, telling you both not to start.

After the tutorial, you fully intend of having lunch with India, as the two of you don't have any other classes until the afternoon, the two of you walk with Felix to where he'd stashed his bike before his next lecture. Except -

"That's not yours," you look at the bicycle curiously, "I thought you had a flat."

"Had," Felix agrees, wheeling the unfamiliar bike from the rack with a grin, "bloody angel of a man lent me his."

"Of course someone just gave you their bike," India chuckles, reaching out to give Felix's shoulder a squeeze before he mounts the bike with intent to take off.

"Lent," Felix grinned back, "I'm gonna give it back."

"And what about yours?" You asked, eyebrows raised.

"He took it back for me."

"Your hero," you laughed, shaking your head at him.

"My absolute hero," Felix agreed, "I'll tell you about it later, okay? King's Arms tonight?"

And once he's away, and you and India are on your way to the campus cafe, her arm tucked in hers, she gives you a knowing, almost exasperated smile.

"You're already trying to figure out how to fix his tire, aren't you?" Her nails dig a little too much and her smile's a little too sly and her tone almost grates against a thought you don't like to consider, so you push it to the back of your mind and give an embarrassed little smile.

"Was it that obvious?"

"No, but you are," she leans in, lips almost against your ear, smile in her voice, "endearingly predictable," she murmurs against the shell of your ear, "you're always wrapped up in him."

"Right now I seem to be rather wrapped up in you," you rest your free hand on hers, tucked into the crook of her elbow, taking her hint and lowering your voice to something flirty.

"And make darling Felix wait?" She teased in response. Instead of answering her properly, you ask her back to your dorm under the guise of lunch and she happily accepts.

The bike shop is closed and Felix has class and you can't even be sure if this supposed bike saviour has even returned Felix's bike by now; there's no waiting, but India likes feeling prioritised, so you keep all that to your self. India likes to feel important in Felix's life. Anyone who Felix spends even a little of his time and attention on ends up rather addicted to that feeling, to feeling special to Felix Catton, and India is one of the many who have picked up on your own importance to the man himself.

So you're not dating India. You're also not not dating India; you're a placeholder of sorts, which would be cruel to you if you didn't like her well enough or if you weren't satisfied taking your fun with her. It would also probably be cruel to India if she knew the truth, that Felix thought she was hot and wasn't ready to commit to maybe dating her, but that he was getting that way he sometimes got about people, that he wanted them around, wanting to not share them, but without devoting himself to them. That's where you come in. A placeholder. A proxy. An almost. Someone who makes this pretty girl feel important and close to Felix. Someone Felix isn't worried about falling in love with India even while keeping her happy and around.

When you arrive late to the King's Arms with your own around India's shoulders, Felix lights up while Farleigh, from beside him, narrows his eyes with a smirk.

"Cute shade of lipstick," he says slyly, even as he moves over at Felix's insistence to fit both yourself and India in the booth beside him. Farleigh flicks the collar of the shirt you'd thrown on in a rush to get dressed for afternoon classes, "on both of you."

"Are you jealous, Farleigh?" India grins, taking it all in stride as you pull your collar out with your thumb to try and inspect it. India's lipstick was smeared faintly against the collar from where she'd been enthusiastically kissing her way down your jaw a few hours earlier.

"Of course," Farleigh's sly smile widens to a cocky grin, and he winks at her, while she leans over you to plant a kiss on the corner of his mouth with a wicked grin.

"Right in front of her partner?" Annabel, Felix's latest fling was on his other side, reaching over Felix to shove Farleigh's shoulder with a scandalised laugh.

"Not really together," India mused, even as she shifted to lean heavily against you, her arm around you and tucking herself up by your side. You nodded in kind, shrugging as Felix had to hide his laughter in his pint.

"And besides," Farleigh declares in a voice you knew all too well, "if anyone knows how to share it's Y/N," with a cheshire-cat smile and making a show of putting his hand far up your thigh under the table. Surprised by the outright boldness of it all, Felix, who had been trying to take a sip to cover his amusement, ends up snorting beer out of his nose as he laughs, which sets the whole table off.

It's later in the night, several rounds of drinks and plates of chips, when you finally remember to ask Felix about his bike. There's this look in his eyes as he recounts the details, how he'd somehow gotten on the wrong side of something small and sharp when he'd been found by his 'absolute hero'.

"Ollie," he says brightly, "Ollie - Oliver - something, I don't -" he's babbling, and though he doesn't at the time, both yourself and Farleigh react, though in vastly different ways.

"Oliver?" Farleigh draws out the name with disdain, like it's done him some sort of personal affront, or set off a bad smell, judging by his expression.

"Don't make that face," Felix rolls his eyes, giving Farleigh a good-natured shove, but it's all becoming background noise to you as you glance over your shoulder. In your mind, all you can focus on the brief but captivating moments you shared with a blue-eyed Oliver just this morning. As if by fate, when you finally come back to reality, and realise you're staring at the bar, you see those same blue eyes staring back at you, intense and surprised.

"There he is!" Behind you, Felix's voice raises above the din of the pub with barely restrained glee, "Ollie! Oliver! Oliver!" And immediately those blue eyes snap to your attention-grabbing best friend, "come over here, mate!" Felix insists, and you drop your gaze with a faint smile.

As Felix loudly and insistently vies for Oliver's attention and company, you briefly raise your gaze, only to see the disdain on Farleigh's face having grown immensely.

Oliver. Farleigh's classmate Oliver. Insufferable tutoring Oliver. Know-it-all Oliver. 'Thus' Oliver. No regard for style in his academics or his wardrobe Oliver.

Felix's hero, Oliver.

Considering how much joy Farleigh took from ribbing you at every given opportunity, just to see your squirm for his amusement, you supposed you could take some joy from his discomfort in this moment. When he sees your smug smile he scowls at you.

"This guy's my fucking hero," you've heard that warmth in Felix's voice a hundred times over, "just telling everyone how you saved my ass today," you wonder how long it will take Oliver to fall for him too.

Oliver, for his part, plays at being abashed as the rest of the group gives him faint compliments, gaze surprisingly shallow as he takes you all in. Keeping your own eyes down for the moment, you take the cigarette from India that you'd been sharing with her. You quickly reach into Felix's jean pocket beside you for the lighter you know is there, and when you look up to light it, cigarette poised between your lips, you see Oliver's gaze momentarily focused on the lack of space between yourself and Felix, where your hand had disappeared. Felix, you know without even having to look at him, hasn't even looked away from Oliver once.

"Take a seat, I owe you a drink," Felix grins, and is already shoving the few people on his left, before you put a hand on his arm to get him to settle down.

"Could you get the next round, India?" You ask her quietly, and though she hesitates for a moment, she relents, considering it was meant to be her shout after all.

Oliver is hesitating as India stands and smooths out her skirt, heading for the bar, and finally Felix remembers that most people's worlds don't revolve around him.

"Oh, sorry, are you with friends?"

Another moment of deliberation from Oliver, before he finally relents to Felix, and agrees to join them. Looking around, there's a chair next to a table behind Farleigh that was going unused, or -

When you pat the now empty seat at the end of the booth beside yourself, you're not looking at Oliver. Chin in your hand and cigarette poised between your fingers, you're giving Farleigh a grin that's all teeth, while he looks like he's trying to stave off a sudden tension headache.

"Come here, Oliver Quick," you refuse to explain your smug smile, "I don't bite."

"Yes they do," Farleigh huffs in irate response, to which most of the rest of the group cracks up. The leather beside you shifts, and you can feel the heat Oliver radiates before you even look at him.

"Quick, Oliver Quick!" Felix, behind you, is muttering almost to himself, before adding, "wait, how did you know that?" And throwing himself practically over your shoulder as you'd turned to face Oliver properly.

"We met this morning," you say quietly, gaze fixed on Oliver's, on the way he's taking you both in. With Felix's chin on your shoulder, the two of you cheek to cheek and watching him with interest, it could be enough to send anyone else running. But his gaze isn't the shallow one he'd ghosted across the others, he's drinking this moment, and the both of you, in. Smile stretching wide across your face and you tip your head against Felix's, "just as lovely as I thought," and turning your face even slightly towards Felix means your lips against his temple, not that either of you seem to mind, "your hero."

"My fuckin' hero," Felix agrees adamantly, though you and he sit back as India approaches with a tray of pints and an exasperated look.

"And you've given up my seat," she sighs, placing the drinks on the table for everyone else to take their share. Farleigh's already passive-aggressively reached behind himself to grab the extra empty chair, and you promise to make it up to her with a heavy layer of implications that the rest of the table snickers at.

Introductions are made and drinks are had and the night carries on apace until you, at the very least, felt like you could call yourself reasonably wasted. Despite how quiet Oliver is in the general conversation, Felix makes a point of always including him, arm around your shoulders so he can lean across you to talk to him, while Oliver just tried to keep up.

Everything about Oliver shouted that these people weren't his people; his clothes, his accent, his vernacular, his very unfamiliarity with who so many of them were considering their families were often titans of industry. Still, you respected the effort he was making to keep up. Whenever even the hint of a joke at Oliver's expense could be felt in the air, Felix shut it down, and though it started out subtle, it became less so as the night wore on; the grateful look on Oliver's face, even as he tried to duck to hide it, said how much he appreciated the gesture.

It's decided almost unanimously by the time you have to buy a round that it should be the first round of shots for the table. Several more would be to come, but you were getting tequila, and all the fanfare that came with it.

Getting back to the table you find Oliver's slid into your spot by Felix. Though he tries to apologise and get up, you shush him, insisting it's fine as you sit down next to him with the tray of shots topped with lime wedges, and the shot glass half full of salt for the table the bartender had kindly provided.

"You do know this is why I was late to my tutorial this morning," Felix still helped himself to a shot glass with lime as the salt was being passed around the table.

"Salt?" Oliver frowned at the glass in front of him, "lime?"

"You've never done tequila shots before?" Farleigh scoffed, holding India's hand up in front of himself where she'd offered it to him to apply salt.

"No, I haven't," is all Oliver can say awkwardly, watching as Farleigh sprinkled a line of salt across the back of India's aloft hand, licking it up in one swift motion before he took the shot and bit the lime in quick succession.

"Salt, shot, lime," you give Oliver a nudge to bring his attention back to you.

"Salt, shot, lime," Oliver repeats, looking from his glass to the glass full of salt that Felix had reached over and brought to your side of the table, "do I have to lick the salt off of someone else?"

"Not necessarily," Felix says from his other side, while Annabel giggled and allowed him to apply salt to her hand.

"More fun that way," she adds coyly.

"Not unless you want to," your own shot glass sits untouched, salt now sitting between both your glasses.

"Do you- should I-" Oliver's stumbling over his words, fidgeting with the end of the lime.

"Lick it off their neck," Farleigh barked from across the table, and though you tried to tell Oliver that he didn't have to do anything like that, and Felix's disappointed admonishment of his cousin, the entire rest of the table, who had finished their own shots and were now invested in the drama, light up with agreement.

"You're so crass, you're gonna give him the wrong idea," Felix groaned, rolling his eyes with frustration.

"I love Y/N but I don't think there is a wrong idea about them -"

"Watch what the fuck you say about them, Farleigh -"

"Watch what I say about your fucking dog-?"

"I'll lick their neck!" Oliver announces at the top of his lungs, interrupting the vicious barb, and the way Felix had practically leapt across half the table in a sudden fury. For a long moment, tense silence hangs in the air, Farleigh half out of his chair, wearing a sneer, and Felix braced over the table with white-knuckled fists pressed into the woodgrain. Then, as Felix sits back down and things begin to ease, once again all eyes return to Oliver, who's shifting in his seat, looking at you with almost apology in his eyes, "if- if you're okay with that."

After a beat, you break into a self deprecating smile.

"I do like getting my neck licked," you laughed, and immediately angled your head and pulled the collar of your shirt to the side so he could have a better angle and more of your shoulder to apply salt. The tension dropped almost entirely as everyone but Farleigh and Felix burst out in cheers. Chatter arose again as Oliver fumbled with the salt, but you caught Felix's eyes from behind him. Tension in his brow that you longed to smooth away, and discomfort in his gaze, but when you smiled you could see him take a breath, and smile back.

"I won't bite," it comes as a surprise when you hear Oliver say this, so quiet only you can hear as he diligently applies a sprinkle of salt to the soft skin of where your throat meets your shoulder, "promise," you can't see his expression but you think you can hear him smirking. It actually sounds almost like flirting.

India's been glaring at you across the table whenever she hasn't been flirting overtly with Farleigh for the past half an hour. So you flirt back.

"Not even if I ask nicely?" You murmur back, trying to repress the thrill that the whole moment was giving you. You hear the faintest, momentary rumble of a laugh from Oliver before you feel his hand on your thigh as if to steady himself, and his tongue on your neck. It's barely a second of contact, the delicate caress of his mouth as he licked the line of salt clear from your skin. Quickly, he then takes the shot, and swallows before biting down on the lime, making a pained face as the table cheered.

His hand is still on your thigh; his grip is tight.

As he's spluttering and grinning and Felix is clapping him on the back for the effort, he's rather abashedly offering himself to you, if you'd like to repeat the same salt process on him -

"You've done enough for your first shot, Ollie," you told him with a fond nudge, happily applying salt to the back of your own hand, completing the ritual with far less fanfare. Still, when you glance past Oliver to Felix, you see the way he's regarding the newcomer, with a kind of awe and warmth. This too you know well.

Crammed so close in the booth, Felix's arm stays around Oliver's shoulders for most of the rest of the night, and while no-one can see it, Oliver's hand remains on your thigh. Sometimes he taps along to the music of the pub that you've already tuned out, sometimes he's rubbing small circles with his thumb, or give you a squeeze when he's laughing at a joke, but it never waivers.

The more drunk you become, the more you find yourself leaning into him, and you begin to tune out the conversation, focusing only on your drink, the warmth of Oliver and his hand on you, and on the sensation of Felix's hand playing with your hair since his arm was around Oliver's shoulders, and you're leaning your head against him.

Everything's become blurry, your brain is still trying to catch up after you take another shot from muscle memory alone when Farleigh starts insisting on Oliver shout the next round, and for that round to be jaeger bombs.

"We just did shots," you shake your head with a faint frown, but the movement makes you feel all kind of queasy.

"You tapping out?" Farleigh, in much better spirits considering how many he'd consumed, is all wide, challenging smiles full of teeth.

"Nope," you again shake your head, against your better judgement, "never ever ever." Everything is spinning, even with your eyes closed.

"Then you shouldn't be letting Ollie snake his way out of paying for his round," Farleigh sounds all kinds of smug, and despite how you're all kind of done with him for tonight, and Oliver is trying to insist that he's not trying to wiggle out of paying for a round, the rest of the table have apparently taken up Farleigh's crusade. They're booing him, hissing at him, while Farleigh's smugness screams social triumph; you can feel Oliver's fingers twitching on your thigh, like he wants to be fidgeting but can't bring himself to let you go.

"Fine," Oliver relents to the peer pressure, letting you go and throwing his hands in the air, "can you move a sec?" He asks, and you shuffle out to let him past, before scooting back in and back beside a once more frustrated Felix.

Farleigh argues that it's the rules of the pub when Felix asks him to give Oliver a break, but you don't really hear them. You've cleared enough space on the table in front of you to be able to cross your arms on the table, laying your head on your arms to try and see if it would help. Felix is rubbing soothing circles on your back as he argues with Farleigh, probably out of pure habit, so you try and focus on that sensation, and picking a point that you see that you can focus on.

Everything's sideways, the bar, the people, the street outside, but it doesn't matter. In the moments you find yourself focusing on Oliver in the cool light of the bar, everything else falls away. He looks antsy and uncomfortable, watching the bartender pour the shots, wallet in his hand. You'd have paid in a heartbeat if Farleigh hadn't been so insistent on attacking Oliver's pride. Everything else about him was so charmingly ordinary, perhaps that's why Farleigh was infuriated by him, and why he'd attacked Oliver's pride, one of the few things that Farleigh probably believed Oliver had of value to himself.

Tomorrow, you and Farleigh were having words.

Tonight, you wanted to somehow help Oliver without making any kind of big deal about it. Problem was, you weren't sure how. You weren't even sure if you were capable of walking in straight line right now.

"Fi -" when you turn your head to your other side, you see Felix, half finished a cigarette, with a pensive look on his face as he too was watching Oliver. When he looks at you there's a moment that the two of you share, of understanding, of compassion and a shared goal, "can you get me a glass of water?" You asked, knowing he'd take the hint. Thankfully, he smiles at you, the two of you shuffling once more so he could get out of the booth and head towards Oliver and the bar.

Leaning on the end of the booth, you wait for Felix to return before you sit back down, instead focusing on the interaction between the two men at the bar. It's not that you can hear them, but you can see the grateful but anxious look in Oliver's eyes, and the way he can't look away from Felix's smile, and something sharp and bright and intrigued lights up in your chest.

There's a moment as the interaction begins winding down, when Felix takes the tray of drinks, and looks back at your gathered group of friends. His eyes meet yours, faint flicker of familiar affection passing in the next moment as he says something else to Oliver before he's making a beeline back to the group.

"Thank you, Ollie!" He announces brightly, much to the cheer and delight of the rest of the group once the jaeger bombs are set down at the table. Caught up in the sudden influx of joy, you chant Ollie's name, clapping along, not even realising that since you'd let go of the booth you were starting to take on a lean.

"You're fucking legless," Felix crows with laughter, who had already slid back into the booth and was now taking you by the arm and sitting you back down beside himself, "I'm cutting you off, you're on the waters now," he joked, arm around you to steady you, though you weren't inclined to disagree. Thankfully, in the next moment, a water was being placed in front of you, and a cheer was once again rising from the group as Oliver rejoined you all, bashful smile on his face as everyone was lavishing praise on him for following through with buying the round.

The glass was cold and clear and faintly frosted, few ice cubes floating delicately on top of the pint of water before you, looking absolutely perfect in this golden, humid pub. Even just reaching out and holding the cold glass of water in your hands seemed to make everything a little less blurry at the edges.

As you dragged the glass towards you, surprised by your sudden craving for fresh, cold water, praise tumbles from your lips, words half blurring together, and Oliver takes his seat once more beside you.

"Ollie, you're my fucking hero."

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enbyfrogwrites · 5 months

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you're so needy, baby

first actual post, be kind!

tags: dead dove do not eat, mommy kink, sub! choso, smut, begging, afab reader but reader is nb coded, reader is mixed coded but there's nothing pertaining to race tho outwardly, begging, cockwarming, needy!choso, dom!reader, 18+

also i tried my best but there's going to be spelling error and shit, i'm only one person and im sorry. Also decided to end it early because I don’t think that it’s that good. But if you want me to actually finish it, shoot me an ask.

word count: ~1.7k

It started that you wanted to play your game, and Choso kept asking for attention. He kept standing by your side even though you just started your new quest in your game. It was going to take awhile. You kept looking up at him when you saw him shuffling side to side from the corner of your eyes.

"Cho," You voice soft, this was your first forreal day off that you didn't have to do errands or still go on missions. You wanted to play your game. It's been weeks. "What is it that you need, baby?"

Your boyfriend just silently pulled at your sleeve, giving you a pout.

"If you want something, you have to tell me, I can't read minds." You pause your game and full turn to face the poor curse.

"I just..." His voice so quiet and sounds? Whiny? "I really miss you, Mommy."

oh. Oh.

"You miss Mommy, baby?" You coo, your face splitting into a toothy grin. You watch him nod, his face flushing such a pretty shade of pink.

"We...we haven't done it in so long," His voice was most definitely whiny. He wasn't wrong, since you were sent on back to back missions, all you did when you got home was just...sleep. The only thing you two did for the past couple weeks was scattered blows and handies. You understood where he was coming from.

But you really wanted to play your game. You also happened to look down, and see that Choso was half hard in the joggers you bought him. A bright idea crossed your mind, making you giggle slightly. It was perfect.

"How about this," You purr, your hands reach out and caress his stomach through his shirt. You watch as his body tensed and breath hitched. It made you smile softly. He's such a needy boy.

"I'll warm your cock, baby. I'll sit on your cock, and you be good for Mommy, okay?" You watch as his face twist in lust and confusion.

"Let Mommy play their game for one hour, okay? If you don't move and be a good boy, Mommy will let you fuck their hole however you want to, sound okay, Cho?"

Choso's face brightened up, you watched as his cock gave an interested twitch in the joggers.

"So... I can fuck Mommy if I'm good?" His voice was too cute, it was so hopeful and happy.

You nod, your lips giving your boyfriend a small smile of encouragement. "But, you're not allowed to move in me for one full hour. If you're able to do that, then yes." You really wanted to clarify the last part. You still really wanted to play your game.

Choso nodded, his face bright pink in lust and his facial expression showed so much excitement. You get off your office chair and motion for him to sit in it. You watch as he clammers into the chair, his hands fidgeting in his lap. His pants was still on…now that just won’t do.

You decided to pull the chair out from the desk, his hands grabbing on to the arm rests of your chair as you move him back. You move the chair far enough that you can slot yourself between the desk and your boyfriend, with space to move. You bend down to gently tug at Choso’s pants, pulling softly at each pant leg to get your point across. He dutifully lifts up his hips and you pull his pants down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Oh you, slut. No underwear? You’re so needy, baby!” You laugh, not maliciously but out of surprise. Generally he always kept his underwear on even at home, it was a habit he picked up from living with Yuuji before coming to live with you. He’s so desperate. It was so cute.

Choso nodded, his flushed face deepening in color. “I missed you so much, Mommy.” Your heart fluttered, god he was so cute. You were wearing one of your boxers only, so you swiftly pulled them off and tossed them off to your bed which was next to your desk. You watched as your boyfriend’s cock jumped, his cock almost all the way hard just from taking off both of your bottoms.

“This only works if you’re fully hard, so I’m gonna suck on it okay? Don’t move, okay? Be a good boy.” He gulped, his blush went down his neck and to his chest.

You didn’t wait for a response, you carefully dropped to your knees so you don’t land on your boyfriend’s feet. You looked back up at his face, looking at his lust filled eyes as you carefully brought the tip of his cock to your lips. Choso gasped quietly as you began to go down on him, your brain storing all his beautiful sounds in your memory bank for later. You sucked as much as you could comfortably fit in your mouth, making sure not to swallow around his hard length. After all, it’s just to make sure he’s completely hard not to actually get him off. You pulled back and went down again, doing this action a handful more times. Each time you took a bit more of his length in your mouth than the last. By this point Choso began panting, his mouth was open and he was mewling pathetically at the attention that you were giving him. You watched as his face began to scrunch up, his eyebrows furrowing cutely as he whined softly and gripped the arms of your desk chair.

You decide to pull off, which caused Choso to whimper. “Mommy, you felt so good though!” Choso was adorable, his eyes had tears in the corners from the stimulation.

“I know baby, but I told you I just wanted to just get you hard so you can slide in my hole, remember?” You were teasing him, you hand coming to gently stroke the tip of his cock. You felt his cock twitch in your hand deliciously, making you smile up at him. “Only for an hour, okay?”

You stood up and pulled up your shirt a little, it was baggy and you didn’t want it to catch on his cock or anything else. You leaned down a little bit and kissed Choso, your lips only going for a peck then pulling away. It was adorable seeing the poor curse trying to follow your lips. You turned around and felt Choso’s hands grab at your back, massaging your rolls lovingly as you pulled the chair closer to the desk with one hand. It was nice, your boyfriend didn’t care what you looked like, he loved your fat stomach, all your stretch marks and cellulite. It made you so happy that Choso genuinely love you for you, and wasn’t an asshole or embarrassed by you being fat. It made your heart soft when you felt his right hand snake its way to your front and rubbed at your stretch mark covered apron belly. You loved him so much. Without much prompting, you reached between your legs and aimed Choso’s cock to your now sopping wet hole. You carefully sat down, sheathing his length inch by inch. It took you a couple moments since your boyfriend was so big, but you finally bottomed out and was fully seated in his lap. Behind you though, you hear Choso gasping and felt him grip at your stomach. You looked behind your shoulder and saw his face was completely blissed out but also tortured. Your boyfriend’s face was so flushed, and his lips were parted and had drool partially leaking out of the corner of his mouth.

“Oh fuck, baby you feel so good around me.” Choso gasped out, his eyebrows furrowing as he opened his eyes to look at yours. “Love your hole, Mommy! It makes my cock feel so good!”

You smile softly as you lean back to give him a kiss. You sloppily landed it on his nose, since that was as close as you could get, but nonetheless you turn back around. You shifted a little, getting a bit more comfortable on your boyfriend’s muscular thighs. The moment made both of you sigh, his shaft was hitting your insides Perfectly, and your hole was clenching around his shaft so good. It was then that you realized with a laugh that you were still too far away from the desk, Not too far away, but too much so that you couldn’t reach your keyboard well enough to actually play.

“Baby?” You ask, your head turning around to look at your boyfriend. “You can move me for a minute or two if you scoot the chair up closer to the desk.”

“Move you on my cock?” Choso sounded so excited.

“Yep! Only for a minute or two, then I’ll play my game. But I can’t play this far away from the keyboard.” You blink at Choso as he smiled at you as he did what you ask in a heartbeat. You felt yourself and him scoot across the hardwood floor in a smooth motion, his thighs clenching as he flexed his legs to propel forward. Choso propelled you two enough so you can reach your keyboard and pull it closer to you. He left enough room so your stomach wasn’t digging into the desk, he was so considerate. God you loved him.

“Okay, you can move for only two minutes then you’ll let me play, okay?” You grinned at Choso as you felt him grab at your hips and sides, and hefted you up. Since he was a half-curse, his strength was able to carry you with no problems. He swiftly brought you down, your ass smacking against his pelvis with a loud slap. You grab at your desk as he lifted you up and began a brutal pace. You were left moaning helplessly. Your body jolting with each time Choso meeting you halfway. You look at your desktop and see that two minutes has passed and you reach down and grab at Choso’s legs, making him come to a halt.

“Baby, that’s two minutes.” You grinned wolfishly.

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pixieskie · 5 months

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˖˚˳⊹"i really do love you.. im sorry"˖˚˳⊹

-warnings: Angst, depress!on, su!c!dal thoughts, detachment, scars, body dysmorphia, disassociation, not proofread, chubby reader. -chars mentioned: Scaramouche -wc: 0.6k -a/n: i dont even know what to say.. Um this is .. something.. enjoy?

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as someone who felt every emotion more intense than others, it also meant feeling more sad. it should've been fine but you simply couldn't feel happy.. you have friends and family but still felt so lonely..

“helloooo” scaramouche waved his hand infront of your face to get your attention.

Suddenly looking up, you see him frowning at you. “what’re you thinking so hard about.. do you not wanna watch the movie?”

“sorry.. i just spaced out” you said embarrassed.. “just continue the movie, ill pay attention this time”.. Scara simply muttered a small ‘fine’ and resumed it.

Scaramouche is your best friend, the one you share everything with. But.. he could never understand the depth of your emotions.. The void you feel inside.. The aching loneliness that consumes you at every moment.

“Yes lets go to the beach!! itll be perf....”

“ooh i just bought a new bikini…..”

“wont it be too sunny? ill get tanne….”

you drowned out their conversation and thought of excuses to skip… you had no other choice.. a bikini wouldn't cover your scars, stretch marks or tummy fat.. it would be on display for everyone to see your insecurities and then they'd hate you.

“guys im sorry but i have to study this weekend.. exams are close”

“again? but didnt you say the same last week…”

“oh come on! itll be so fun…”

“ugh she does the same everytime…”

Ofcourse they wouldn't understand.. They had the perfect body..

The words were blurred as you tried to read them.. Nothing made sense to you anymore.. Your exams were near and you have to study but the words together don't make sense anymore..

Sighing, you went to splash some water on your face to wake yourself up. Looking up into the mirror, you saw failure.. Someone who cant study.. Someone who wouldnt be able to make a living..

You sat back down at your desk.. You can study and change your future right? its just a book..

But.. you cant make yourself read the words anymore.. you felt so tired..

Why cant you also be like others?.. Everyone else is so successful and perfect.. They have good grades, perfect body and happy lives..

You sat on the edge of the roof.. This used to be your hang out spot with Scara but eventually you both stopped meeting there.

“where the fuc- YOURE HERE?” Scara dramatically sighed, huffing. “Ive been searching all over for you. Come on, ive made dinner.. you have to eat something”

You chucked softly at his caring nature and nodded silently.. “Scara?” he was about to leave but turned back to look at you “yeah?”

“I love you”

He chuckled in confusion “yeah yeah i get it, i love you too. no need to get all sentimental with me, its just dinner.”

You turned back to the sky once he left. He probably went to your kitchen to fill a plate for you..

You smiled at the thought. He was the best person you could've asked for..

And it hurts. He cared for you so much but you couldn't appreciate it..

Leaving never had to be this painful.. But a tear fell down and you closed your eyes, recounting your memories..

There were so many happy moments you never got to enjoy.. Sad moments you stayed numb.. And the huge gap in your memory.. and nobody knew how you felt because you never let them.

‘Im so tired… Im so tired..” You looked at your feet, dangling off the roof.. ‘i hate this .. i dont wanna do this.. but theres nothing else to be done’

You took a deep breath in.. “i really do love you.. im sorry”...

…..

tags: @rubywonu @stygianoir @unsavoy-melon @kashiiwi @babbledabble25

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etoiile · 6 months

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MYSTERY MAN

starring itoshi rin!

synopsis: you decide to go watch rin's football practice for the first time, much to his delight. his teammates struggle to figure out who you are and what you've done to their usually very grumpy rin.

requested by @checkoutmyflow! i hope i did your rq justice ^^

notes: first time completing a request! sorry for the wait >.< ALSO this is gn!reader :)

admittedly, you weren't much of a football fan, even though your boyfriend was a professional college player. you didn't really understand the sport, as you hadn't played it since second grade gym class, but for some reason, you had decided that today, on this sunny tuesday afternoon, you were going to drop by rin's practice alongside a football-for-dummies book to watch and hopefully learn a little about the sport he was so enamored with.

it would appear that they were in the middle of a practice match, as his teammates and him were wearing different colored pennies, and there was someone keeping score on a whiteboard.

you sat down on the bleachers quietly, not wanting to distract anyone from the game. your eyes scanned the field quickly, almost instantly finding rin's unique dark green hair. you tried your best to keep up with what was happening, quickly flipping through your book whenever someone did something cool to try and find it, but it proved to be quite difficult, and you found yourself very confused at the sport's intricacies.

despite your lack of understanding, the one thing you could observe and comprehend was how alive rin looked whilst playing. he was sweating, shit-talking, and scrambling around the field non-stop, clearly very tired, but his eyes had a certain glimmer to them that you didn't get to see often, and he moved around the field with immaculate grace and precision. you watched as he skillfully maneuvered around the field and how he seemed to be able to calculate exactly where his opponent would go. you didn't have to understand the sport to know that this field was a place where itoshi rin shined like no other.

rin took hold of the ball and began dashing across the field with it, his shiny hair blowing behind him. his eyes began darting around the field, his brain taking in and calculating every factor necessary to victory.

his brain certainly didn't expect to see you, his lovely s/o who knows nothing about football, sitting on the bleachers.

your eyes made contact for a brief moment before rin tripped over his own feet and flew forward, making literally everybody on the field stop what they were doing.

a brief moment of silence washed over the field before laughter soon took its place, his teammates jogging over to him asking if he was ok, and what the hell just happened as they howled in mirth.

he grumbled some excuse with red cheeks as he looked away, clearly very mortified. his coach decided to call a break, seeing as everyone had already stopped playing, and he grabbed his water before practically sprinting over to you.

"y/n," he breathed as he came to a stop in front of you, puffing a little from fatigue. "you're here."

you giggled. "hi, rin. i thought i should come watch one of your practices. i want to get to know all the aspects of your life, after all."

he leaned in closer to you to brush his hand against yours as you two chatted a bit. anyone could see the way his eyes softened as you spoke and how his shoulders relaxed at your every move. anyone even being his pretty-damn-stupid team.

in the distance, bachira, isagi, chigiri, nagi, and reo murmured amongst themselves, wondering about who you were - the mystery person mr. im-better-than-you-and-grumpy-all-the-time rin looked so happy to see.

"his sibling, maybe?"

"nah, i'm pretty sure sae is his only sibling."

"oh! what about his parent, then?"

"dude, do you have eyes? way too hot to be a parent."

"his lover, maybe?"

there were a solid 5 seconds of silence before they burst out into laughter once more.

"get out. itoshi rin, an s/o? no way in hell, dude."

"i doubt he could even keep anyone for more than a month. they'd get tired of his attitude real quick and leave just as fast."

"rin-chan probably isn't capable of loving anyone, after all."

despite their adamant denial of your relationship with rin, they could all notice rin's demeanor. he looked happier, more at ease, gentler, kinder, and overall, he looked like a normal person. who were you, and what had you done to their rin?

coach blew his whistle, and they watched as you gestured for him to get back with his team. they then watched with their jaws on the floor as he, itoshi rin, POUTED and SWEETLY PLANTED A KISS on your forehead before jogging off.

they all exchanged looks of pure shock as rin jogged back to them.

they all gave him a shocked look as he raised a brow.

"...what?"

𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐈𝐋𝐄 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 please do not copy or repost my work on any other site. interactions appreciated! 🤍

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sohcah-toa · 1 year

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omg hii im nrw to ur blog (i lovs it btww❤❤❤🙏🙏🙏) and idk if ur requests are open (if not ignore this plesss)

so basically modern au and kazuha(or xiao/venti) is in a band with 4nemo when suddenly f!reader sends a lewd picture jn the middle if the concert 🙏🙏🙏😩😩 (i was reaally in a rish writing this so ignoer my misspelngs

-hornnyy anon💚💚💚

desperado

⚠️ nsfw, f!reader, smut, modern au, 4nemo [kazuha, venti, xiao] (all separate)

🗒 didn't include all the members of 4nemo, only on the req. also this is like the 1st time i made venti smut <3

🗒 also this was so long, my phone started lagging 😂 but im really happy to make this <3

🎶 Kazuha as your ex / Venti as your old friend / Xiao as your frenemy

💌 masterlist

— little bit of context: you know 4nemo personally since high school but you've been way out of touch with them ++ you love taking lewd photos because it makes you feel confident

— also they're kind of bad boys 😎

🍁

kazuha

You were going on about your day as usual, working at a small store with Lumine and Aether watching TV. Then the TV featured 4nemo announcing their concert this weekend.

You sigh "You know guys, I know 4nemo personally. We were all high school buds"

Lumine laughed "You keep saying that but you have no proof"

You just sighed "I'm still finding old photos, okay? There were no cameras when we were high school"

"Yeah yeah, sure" Aether seemed uninterested

Then someone came in the store, running towards you "You would not believe this!!" Childe said, grabbing your hand "I got 4nemo concert tix!"

Lumine stood up "No way! How many?"

"Four tickets!" Childe said "Would you guys want to go with me?"

"Of course!!" Lumine and Aether said at the same time

"No!" You shouted

Lumine laughed "Afraid we're gonna find out that you don't really know them?"

You groaned "No! Because—"

"Come on Y/n, these tickets were really hard to get" Childe pouted, you rolled your eyes then sighed

"Fine!" You said, panicking inside

Aether then said "Finally, you're going to be able to prove you know them, right?" then laughed out loud

You were sweating, you didn't want to see HIM in person, although there was no way he would see you.

"Are you alright?" Lumine asked "You look like shi—"

"She's probably excited" Childe said "Well, gonna go home to my siblings, byeee" then just left like that.

Aether then rubbed your back "Are you super excited? You look pale"

"I-I'm fine.. probably" You trembled. What if they know the secret?

Finally, it was the weekend. You and others met on the concert. There were a lot of people.

Although you're sure HE wasn't going to see you, you dressed up super nicely and even took some lewd photos before going out. You were feeling confident.

Hours passed, Lumine and Aether was screaming along with Childe, singing all the songs.

You were on your phone because somebody just texted, an old classmate seeing you on the concert.

"Ugh" You rolled your eyes reading the message "Did you and Kazuha get back together?" the message said. "Fuck this" you ignored the message.

You start focusing on having fun with your friends but you couldn't help it, you checked your phone, that old classmate texted you again, sending you Kazuha's private profile.

"No dammit" You groaned to yourself but clicked the photo anyway "Dang it he looks like he's doing better than me"

"Y/n! What are you doing?! The concert is still on!" Childe shouted, he was so hyped and so were the twins.

You put your phone in your pocket, forgetting to turn it off. You were finally enjoying the concert up until it was Kazuha's solo.

You took your phone out again as a distraction, to your surprise a bunch of photos were sent to Kazuha and it was the photos you took earlier. It must've sent while on your pocket, you were moving a lot. You start to panic and grab Lumine.

"LUMINE!" You yelled. It was so loud, Kazuha has a lot of fangirls. His solo is still not done.

Lumine looked at you. You put your arm around her shoulder and showed her the messages, you covered the photos using your hands.

"What are the photos?" She asked, you looked at her nervously, sweating "No! Wait no! Let me see"

She grabbed the phone and saw it "NO YOU—!"

"Give me back!" You grabbed it back, blushing "Shut up" you whisper to her.

The band announces that they're gonna have a short break so you and the others went to some place less crowded.

"YOU DID WHAT?! THAT'S SO CREEPY!" Aether yelled so you cover his mouth.

"It's okay if you don't really know them, this is going too far y/n" Childe said judging you

You groaned "I didn't even send it on purpose. You think I like this?!" you were about to cry.

"Too bad there's no unsend button" Lumine sighed "What do we do?"

"Come on guys, will he even notice the message? He has like tons of fans. He probably won't see it" Aether said, trying to comfort you but it isn't as comforting as he thinks it is.

"But the thing is—" You try telling them the truth but you keep getting interrupted.

"Yeah, he probably won't even see it" Lumine backed Aether up.

"The things is ——"

"Let's go back to the concert" Childe said

"GUYS! HE'S MY EX!" You accidentally yell. All went quiet then laughed then went quiet again upon seeing you all worked up.

"For real?" Lumine asked "No, you're lying. I know you're lying face"

You explain them everything. How you broke up because of all the busy-ness.

After all the explaining, you all came up with a plan to go backstage and destroy his phone. He can probably buy a new one.

"Few minutes before the concert continues. We can do this" You tell them, desperate to destroy that phone.

You all walk in backstage using Childe's connections. Everybody was so busy that they didn't even notice you.

You all start looking for Kazuha separately to be fast. Then finally you see him walking inside a room holding his phone.

"No no no no" You whisper to yourself, going towards him but the busy crowd made you go slower.

Finally you went inside the room only to see something surprising.

Kazuha was jerking off to your photo, his phone on his hand.

"Oh my God" You gasped. He immediately zipped his pants up and ran towards you. You were about to go out but he pushed the door closed.

"Listen—" He started talking.

You can't even face him. You know to yourself that you still haven't moved on from him. One look and it's all over.

"Y/n" He called your name "Why did you—?"

"It was an accident!" You finally turned to look at him, he looks so handsome "J-Just delete it!" you blushed trying to grab his phone but he immediately pulled his arm back.

"No way, this is mine" He smirked a little "You're blushing"

His other arm was still on the door, keeping it closed. His face was getting closer and closer to you. You both stare into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity.

You were speechless, getting lost in his eyes "Kazuha, you have a—" then you felt it.. again after all these years. His lips on yours.

He caressed your cheek, pulling you deeper into the kiss. He pulled back "Still got that spark"

He held your hand and placed it above his bulge "So help me?"

"Fuck" You whispered to yourself and climbed on top of him, he pushed you against the door and kissed you roughly. His hands travelling all over your body. Your legs wrapped around his waist.

"Still so fucking sexy" He whispered, kissing your neck.

You pushed him a little and removed your shirt, your removed his clothes too.

"Shut up and fuck me" You breathed hard, rubbing yourself against him. For some reason whenever it's Kazuha, you can't control yourself.

"Gladly" He bit your lower lip before going down to your chest "Damn"

He ripped your bra off using his other hand, your breasts bouncing from all the grinding you both have been doing "Kazuha, hurry up, you have a concert"

"Forget the concert" He whispered, licking your nipples making you moan "I'd rather fuck your brains out"

You reach out to rub his erect cock, you unbuttoned his pants and he helped removing it, also removing his boxers along with it.

You can now feel his erection on your underwear, he continues to suck your breast left and right, making you even wetter.

You grab his cock and start stroking it as fast as you can.

"Just like back then huh?" He laughed a little, it was so sexy "I missed this"

You slide his cock inside your underwear, your pussy throbbing from feeling his cock at your entrance.

He kissed you again, sucking your tongue. You moaned "Fuck me already before someone comes in"

You grab tight onto his shoulders as he pushes his cock deep inside you.

"You got bigger?" You asked, nibbling on his ears.

"I just really missed this" He whispered, leaving small kisses on your neck as he starts thrusting up and down. The door making noises everytime he pushes himself into you.

"Ah— fuck, Kazuha!" You moaned loudly, your eyes rolling at the back of your head from the pleasure. He starts sucking your nipples again, adding more pleasure making you go insane.

He was so hungry for you, all these years, he's been holding himself back. He starts to get rougher.

"Kazuha~" You moaned, your nails sinking in his back as he goes deeper inside you.

Then someone knocked, the door kept making loud noises because of you guys that someone has actually noticed it.

"Kazuha? Who's in there? The concert's about to be continued!" That someone was Venti.

Kazuha refused to answer. He focused on fucking you, thrusting up and down, holding your legs that was wrapped around his waist, having no intention of stopping.

Then Venti starts opening the door, it wasn't locked so the both of you were pushed a little but Kazuha just slammed his cock harder into you, closing the door again.

"What the hell? Kazuha? Who's in there with you?" Venti asked.

You've been holding your moans in, biting Kazuha's shoulder a little bit to muffle your moans.

"Fuck— off!" Kazuha grunted, kissing you again "You feel so good" he whispered to you. Venti went away, annoyed.

All you could do at that moment was moan his name, begging him to go faster because you were about to cum.

"Make me cum Kazuha, don't stop" You gritted your teeth, groaning loudly "Shit"

"Cum with me" He grunted, he was panting and sweating.

You start trembling, feeling your climax "I-I'm cumming" you moaned, grabbing his hair.

He moaned loudly before thrusting one last time, cumming inside you, he pulled his cock out, his cum dripping down on the floor as he puts you down gently.

Both of you were trying to catch your breaths. What happened was so insane and impulsive. It just happened.

You both hear the crowd going wild, chanting 4nemo.

"Oh shit the concert" You immediately start getting dressed and he did the same.

He kissed you, slipping in a little tongue before pulling back "Dinner after the concert, wait for me" then he left.

"What have you done, y/n?" You asked yourself, trying to stay calm but your heart was pounding. It was impossible. You felt giddy, you couldn't help but smile.

You went out of that room and suddenly there was no crowd anymore. Everybody was focused on the concert again. The only people there are some others and your friends.

You immediately came up to them, trying to calm your heart.

"Where the hell were you?" Lumine asked.

You smiled immediately, you couldn't help it.

"We also saw Kazuha leaving that room" Aether said, suspicious of you.

"No way they met guys, it was a coincidence, let's go back to the concert" Childe insisted

"Right, let's go back!" You said, changing the topic.

"I broke a bunch of phones" Lumine said as you all went out there.

The concert was over but you refused to go home. Your friends kept asking you why, they were so curious they waited with you.

"I told you guys you didn't have to wait with me" You tell them.

"You've been acting weird since you came out of that room" Lumine said

Then someone walked towards you "Ready?" it was Kazuha.

The three were shocked, their jaws open.

"Bye guys, see you tomorrow" You tell them. Kazuha wrapped his arm on your waist pulling you closer to him and then kissed you, slipping a little tongue again before pulling back.

As you and Kazuha walk towards his car. The three were still shocked.

"They kissed" Aether said "She isn't lying?"

"There was defnitely tongue on that kiss" Childe said

Then Lumine yelled "Son of a bit—"

Who knew an accident like this would turn your life upside down?

End

🍃

venti

"Look, that's Venti right there" You showed Diluc a photo, Diluc who doesn't seem to believe that your old friend is now a very famous person.

"I honestly don't care" Diluc sighed, putting down card and saying "Uno"

"You don't believe me though" You pouted a little, dropping a card down "Plus 4 Kaeya"

"Gah" Kaeya groaned "I hate you guys"

"Let's go to the concert!" You suddenly blurted out as Kaeya gets 4 cards from the deck.

Diluc sighed "If you'll shut up about it fine"

Someone opened the door "Sorry guys I'm late" Jean said.

Then Kaeya threw all his cards on the table "New game, Jean's here, too bad Diluc, you could've won"

"You suck" Diluc said

You were out alone getting some tickets for the concert. Turns out Jean and her sister was a big fan of 4nemo. So you'll buy five tickets.

On the way to the ticket booth, you saw someone familiar. VERY familiar .. in disguise.

You walk up to him "Venti?"

His eyes widen "What the hell? Y/n? Shh not too loud. I'm trying to lay low"

"I was about to get tickets for your concert" You tell him with a huge smile.

"Nice, how many?" He asked and you answered "I'll give them to you for free, you've helped me many times in other classes before. If it weren't for you, I'd probably be poor and drunk. I mean I still drink a lot but atleast I'm rich"

You laugh at his little joke "You've always liked drinking. Want to go for one right now?"

His eyes sparkled "Do I?!"

That day, you and Venti tried to catch up with one another but you both ended up getting drunk and sleeping in a nearby hotel. Nothing happened or anything, you were both just too drunk to even go home.

"I'm so excited!" Barbara said, she was so happy to go to the concert while the two men groan and sigh back to back.

"This is a huge area" Jean said "Thank you for getting us the tickets"

"No problem at all" You smiled

"No problem at all because she didn't even pay for it" Kaeya said "If that's even true"

"It's too good to be true" Diluc said. Finally, they both agree on something.

"Now you're interested" You raise an eyebrow, annoying them even more.

The concert started. You see Venti up on the stage, it feels so surreal. He seems different when performing.

All you can feel for him is happiness. Truth is, you and Venti have been texting each other ever since that day. You scroll through your messages and smile, looking at him on the stage and then looking back at the messages. You take a photo of him at that moment and tried sending it to him.

But someone accidentally bumped into you causing you to click on another photo and hit send.

"No" You were so shocked by the photo that has been sent that you have no words. It only sinked in to you when 4nemo exited the stage for a short break.

"You ok?" Kaeya asked "You went quiet there for a second"

"It's unusual for you to be quiet especially when you've been bragging for forever that you know them" Diluc added, it's so rare for him and Kaeya to get along.

"I— did a mistake" You start panicking

"Oh y/n. It's okay if you lied about knowing them, it's just all good and fun, no need to panic" Jean said, calming you down.

"I might have— sent an inappropriate picture" You whisper to them, you made sure Barbara wouldn't hear.

"WHAT?" Jean shouted a little

"How did this happen?!" Diluc asked, he's now frustrated too

"Why did you even have that kind of photo in the first place?" Kaeya asked, curious about something not important at the moment.

You groaned "I-I gotta delete that on his phone. There's no way he could see that"

"Answer my question first" Kaeya said

It was because you were trying on your new underwear, you had to see it for yourself so you took a mirror selfie. There is no way you'd tell Kaeya that.

"Shut it, perv" Diluc sighed "Okay, you're friends with him right? So just ask to borrow his phone"

"But we have to go to the backstage for her to talk to him" Jean added, also thinking of ways to fix this.

"What's happening?" Barbara asked all of you. Everybody went quiet.

"Nothing, here's money, go buy merch" Jean said giving her money. Barbara gladly left.

"I'll charm the guards" Kaeya said, all looked at him and laughed a little, even Diluc.

"Jean, you do it" You suggested

"But I'm not good at—" Jean panicked too but agreed because she wanted to help you "Alright, I'll do my best"

"Kaeya and Diluc, make sure no one bother me and Venti when we talk, please, I don't want anybody to know" You begged and they agreed.

You all try going backstage but as expected, there were guards. So Jean was up.

She actually did it so fast, it's insane. As Jean charms the guards, the three of you went to find Venti.

"There he is" Kaeya pointed at Venti, going inside a room. All of you went there. As per the plan, you went in and the two guarded the door.

"Venti, h-hey, hi, what's up?" You asked, laughing nervously.

"Uh— y/n? What are you doing here? This is the bathroom" He said confused

"Oh oops, anyway, can I borrow your phone for a second?" You asked, he looked at you intensely.

He walked towards you, getting closer and closer "What are you hiding?" he asked, covering the door so you wouldn't get out "You're acting suspicious"

"Alright, we're friends and we're adults. We slept in a hotel and nothing happened so I might as well say it right?" You were so nervous, you just kept on blabbing stuff, your heart was pounding as you continue "I might have accidentally sent something inapproriate to you, I swear it was an accident"

"What is it?" he asked, putting his hands on his pocket.

"I-It was a photo of me in my underwear. I was trying some new stuff I bought and I wanted to see what I looked like so I took a photo and forgot to delete it" You just kept on talking and talking, feeling awkward every second "I was sbout to send you a photo I took earlier while you were performing and someone bumped into me and I accidentally sent that"

"Hmm, you're being way too defensive, I don't know if I'll feel hurt or flattered" He said, finally taking his phone out from his pocket and opening it.

You tried to grab it but he was way faster than you.

"Great photo" He looked at the phone and then at you "Are you wearing it right now?"

You immediately blushed "J-Just delete it! S-So we can get on with our lives!"

"I was pretty disappointed that nothing happened at the hotel" Venti said

"We were also 'pretty' drunk" You roll your eyes "Just delete it, you have a concert to get back to"

He kept staring at his phone "You look so pretty here"

"Venti!" You blushed

"What? I'm only human, I like pretty things" He said, still staring at his phone, sitting on the closed toilet.

"T-Thanks" You feel shy all of a sudden. You didn't mean to look at his crotch but you did and he was hard so you said "U-Uh— I gotta go"

"Do you really want to go?" He asked. You gulped a little, afraid to admit that you're disappointed too that nothing happened at the hotel.

You stopped on your tracks and turned to look at him. He has a bigger bulge now which is turning you on at the moment. You two were alone in that bathroom and you were wearing the underwear in the photo.

Venti stood up so you walked closer to him "I admit I was— you know" you try to look at everything but him "I was disappointed too"

"That nothing happened?" He asked, holding your hand "We can change that right now"

You felt giddy all of a sudden. All the other noises exited your brain. All you could hear was your heart pounding out of your chest.

You were the first to make the move. You kissed him right there. Not holding anything back. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you deeper into the kiss. It was gentle.

He carried you and sat you down on the cover of the toilet then he kneeled down, as the kiss becomes even more aggressive, he took the moment to undress you "You're really wearing it"

He grabbed your breasts, pinching and fondling it making you moan a little "Venti.."

He pulled your pants off, seeing your underwear "Damn" he whispered, his tongue playing with yours.

It was kinda unfair that you were the only one with underwear on so you took his shirt off and said "Take off your pants too"

He chuckled slightly, kissing your nose "Alright" he took his pants off and also his underwear "This too right?"

You gulp a little seeing his erect cock, you feel your underwear getting wet, not wanting to wait anymore so you kiss him and stroked his cock up and down, catching him by surprise.

He slowly placed his hand above your crotch, rubbing it, he slowly removed your underwear.

"You're wet" he muttered to himself with a smile. You stood up and pushed him lightly on the toilet, making him sit "Whoa, aggressive, I like it" Venti placed his hand on your back and pulled you to a kiss.

"Of course, let's take this off" You said, taking his underwear off then sitting on his lap.

You were both so intoxicated that you forgot Kaeya and Diluc were just outside. You start stroking his dick, he whimpered and pulled your hips closer, kissing your neck.

You start moaning, feeling his cock go inside you, he squeezed your thighs, moaning.

Your breaths soon became heavy as you move up and down, his cock hitting the right spot "Venti.." you whispered, holding onto his shoulders for support.

Venti bit the bottom of his lip, moving his hips, slamming inside you making you squeal a little.

"D-Don't make me scream, people are o-outside" You had trouble speaking because of the pleasure. Venti just smirked and licked your breast "Venti!" you whisper.

"You feel so good right now, I can't help it" Venti said, grabving your hips so he could move, making you fall on top of him, just letting him fuck you.

Your moans became louder and uncontrollable as he becomes even more aggressive with you. You both stood up, he pushed your back lower, you held on the counter near the sink before he pushed his cock inside you again.

"Fuck Venti!" You moaned, you see yourself in the mirror as he fucks your pussy. You see him looking at the mirror too, the sight turns you on.

You feel his cock twitch inside you with every thrust he makes "I-I'm close.." Venti grunted, slapping your ass.

You were sure the others could hear everything, even the way his cock smacks inside you.

"C-Cum inside me" You muttered, losing your mind.

He just continued thrusting until you feel something warm inside you. You stood up straight, your knees about to give out but he helped you.

"Holy shit y/n" He was catching his breath "Amazing"

"I would've wanted it longer but I can hear the people outside waiting for you guys" You tell him, you start getting dressed.

He pulled you again and kissed you on the lips "Just one word and I'm out of there"

"Venti.. no! Go out there, the people want you" You tell him without ill feelings. You're really happy he gets to achieve his dreams.

Venti nodded and got dressed too. After the both of you are finally decent, you both went out.

Kaeya and Diluc was there, blushing, even their ears were red.

"Oh hey" Venti greeted them, not even ashamed "Alright y/n, catch you later" he said going back to the stage.

"What the fuck?" Diluc sighed

"We wanted to go away by the way! But we became worried someone might came in!!" Kaeya was so flustered.

"S-Sorry, you guys are the real ones" You giggled a little

"You owe us big time" Diluc said marching away, his ears were so red it was adorable.

"Come on, Jean's dying out there" Kaeya walked away too.

You look on the stage and see Venti with his other members. Then it hit you, you live in two different worlds.

You sigh as you go back to the concert yourselves.

The concert was ending, everything felt like a dream.

"Before the day end, I have an announcement!" Venti said, everybody cheered. This caught your attention, he continued "I have a girlfriend!"

Everybody still cheered. Your eyes widen. Your three friends look at you with wide eyes too.

Diluc whispered "He fucked you but he had a girlfriend?"

"Dude.." Kaeya rolled his eyes "So clueless about romance"

"And she's here!" Venti added, the crowd goes wild "To y/n, this is for you!" he said, he started singing a very beautiful song about how he liked a girl back then but didn't have the guts to confess.

The crowd was wild, there were a lot of people there but Venti was only looking at you, like you two were the only ones in there.

End

👹

xiao

"Don't you know that guy?" Hu Tao asked, watching television while eating.

"Yes, he was our classmate back then, right y/n?" Zhongli said.

You groaned and rolled your eyes "I don't know him"

"Lies" Zhongli chuckled before drinking his tea.

"Why do you hate him so much?" Hu Tao asked

You stood up "He's.. sucky. I'm leaving by the way"

"Wait!" Hu Tao stopped you "I got us tickets to the concert though, please don't be mad at me" she pouted.

You sighed "Fine, I'm going, for you" then you left.

You and Xiao has this weird competition on who's better at everything. Obviously, he won. That's what you think anyway.

But overall, he's not so bad. That's what you thought until you saw him again while walking.

"Ugh" He groaned in disgust upon seeing you "Why do people leave their trash everywhere?" he asked, looking at you.

"Shut the fuck up!" You couldn't help but fight back "What the hell are you doing here?"

"To see my friend? Zhongli, not you" He laughed, people started recognizing him.

"Good thing I was leaving then" You roll your eyes

People started to ask for pictures "See you, right? You're going?"

Before you knew it, you couldn't leave because of all the people surrounding the place. You went back inside and saw him. The guards stopping all the people.

"Sorry, people love me" He sighed

"Argh" You were annoyed. Both of you started walking where Hu Tao and Zhongli is.

He started walking faster, but then so did you, and then so did he until you were both running there at full speed.

You open the door and yelled "I won!! Loser" You laughed at his annoyed face while you try to catch your breath.

"I was just tired" He said, panting "Whatever. Hi Zhongli" he waved, still trying to catch his breath.

"OH MY GOSH! XIAO FROM 4NEMO!" Hu Tao was such a huge fan, you had no idea why "Can I have a picture?"

"Why?" You asked her in disgust, you walk away while they take pictures.

"I never get tired of seeing you two" Zhongli talked to you "Stop the competition it's been years"

"You wouldn't get it" Xiao said, sitting beside Zhongli "May I?"

"Have all the tea you need Xiao" Hu Tao said, clearly very excited "So— Aether is on the 4nemo"

"Aether is her bias, sorry" You smirk as you tell Xiao that.

"Whatever y/n, Aether is great by the way" Xiao said, drinking his tea.

You pour yourself tea too and start drinking.

He starts drinking it a lot faster, he finished it before you "Sucker, now I'm the winner"

"What? It's just drinking tea! I hate you" You clench your teeth, he's such a child.

"They're always like this Hu Tao, don't worry" Zhongli said as Hu Tao chuckles nervously.

"There is so much sexual tension" Hu Tao sighed

"I know. Xiao! Y/n! Just get a room" Zhongli sighed too

The day of the concert finally arrived.

"Whooooo" Hu Tao was cheering. Zhongli is quiet as usual, and you, were kinda annoyed seeing all the pictures of Xiao outside.

You just started speaking to somebody but it's not that serious. You took a quick sexy pic last night so you could send it to him later. You giggle to yourself thinking about it as the concert started.

Xiao looked like a rockstar, you don't like him but man did he make your heart flutter while playing the guitar.

"Was I just briefly attracted to Xiao? Hell no!" You shout, even if you did, nobody would hear you since everybody was going wild.

You look at him again, Xiao on the stage, he was glowing, he looked so different. Your face felt hot and your heart was beating in your face, if that wasn't enough, his eyes met yours, you were flustered.

You gulp "I-I gotta go to the bathroom guys, I'll be right back" you immediately went to the bathroom to calm yourself "There's no fucking way I'm attracted to him. I mean, is he handsome? Yes. Do I think he's hot? .... Fuck yes, I think he's hot" you sigh to yourself "Dang it, I hate him"

You scroll through your messages to try and take your mind off of Xiao. You decided to send the pic. After sending you realize one grave mistake. It was sent to Xiao.

"Shit, no!" You start panicking, why isn't there an undo message or delete message yet?! You start breathing heavily. It was a full on nude picture, with your face!

You exit the bathroom and immediately told Zhongli and Hu Tao the problem.

"WHAT?" Hu Tao was so shocked, she almost fainted.

"Let's go and talk to him, they're taking a break right now" Zhongli said, you nod, feeling nervous about it all.

"They're my friends, it's alright" Xiao said, seeing the three of you talk to the guards "Well, well, well" he looked at you

"Y/n has something to say" Zhongli said.

Hu Tao was so nervous, she was turning blue, as someone who speaks a lot, she has no words.

"U-Uh, I accidentally—" before you could finish, he smirked

"Oh that" He smiled, you knew it was a bad idea to tell him directly, you should've just stole the phone, he's rich, he can buy another one!

He then continued speaking "Zhongli, Hu Tao, can we have a moment?"

Hu Tao was shaking, Zhongli helped her as they both went out.

"Follow me" Xiao said, you were nervous too but you can't let him see that.

You followed him into an empty room. There was a couch, a TV and a table.

"Just delete it" You sigh

"I already deleted it" He said, sitting on the sofa

"Why did you make me come here then?!" You stomped your feet "Asshole"

"Because I was attracted for some reason? I know, it sucks" He groaned "You're annoyingly beautiful, you know that?"

"Oh you think you were the only one attracted? I was attracted earlier too when you were on the stage, you're not that special" You laughed at him

"You were?" He asked, surprised "Wow, really?"

This caught you off guard "I mean, I wasn't!" you immediately blushed.

He stood up and walked closer to you "You like me" he smirked. You walked backwards.

Your heart was beating so fast, you didn't notice your back hit the wall. He slapped his hand on the wall, keeping you in place.

"You like me?" He asked, his face getting closer to yours "I knew it"

"No, I don't" You answer back, not averting your gaze as you both stare into each other.

There was silence for a few seconds .. until there wasn't. You grab his face and kissed him, his tongue quickly explored your mouth as his hands roam around your body.

"Shit.. we're not supposed to be doing this" You mutter in between kisses but you both couldn't stop, the kiss was very aggressive.

"Shut up and undress" He said, kissing your neck and ears while you take your pants off.

He removed his shirt and pants, giving you time to take your blouse off. After that, you both immediately went back to devouring each other's mouth. His hands carressed your breasts then he removed your bra.

You feel him rub on your thighs, his cock was hard. You reach to rub it above his boxers and whisper "This is the best you got?"

He stopped kissing your neck for a second and carried you bridal style.

"Xiao, what the fuck?" You ask him as he tossed you on the very soft sofa. Your breasts bounced as he crawls on top of you.

He removed your panties and he removed his boxers, he said "I will make you beg for this cock"

He licked your stomach up to your breasts, you stroke his soft hair, cleanching your teeth because you didn't want to let him hear your moans.

Your nipples became hard because he was licking them like a hungry new born. He was so sloppy, while his other finger rubbed your clit.

He so wanted you to moan for him but you tried your hardest not to give him the satisfaction by biting your lip.

"Fuck, you're so wet already" He smirked. You feel coldness on your breasts as he goes down on you, spreading your legs.

"X-Xiao.." You called out to him, feeling weak, everything was happening so fast, he's not giving you time to think, your mind was so blank from the pleasure he was giving you.

You feel something wet on your clit, his tongue was rubbing it up and down, finally making you moan "X-Xiao!" you moaned loudly, holding onto his hair as he sucks you out.

Your feet curled from feeling too good "Don't stop!" you moaned, feeling close.

But of course, he stopped to tease you "Not yet baby" he smirked, he started positioning his erecr cock on your entrance.

"Fuck Xiao, I was close" You tried catching your breath, you feel his tip on youe clit, making you excited "Put it in"

"Hmm" He tried holding back just so he could tease you "I think I want you to beg"

"Arghh!" You groaned, you feel his tip going inside you so you moaned but he pulled it out immediately "Fuck Xiao, put it in.. please!"

"What a brat" He said, you feel his tip go in again but he pulld out "Beg better?"

You cover your face "P-Please Xiao, put it inside me"

"Put what in?" He asked, enjoying teasing you

"Your cock" You just decided to beg properly. Finally, you felt all of it inside you, he wasn't even moving yet but still it felt so good "Holy shit, your — it's big" you breathe heavily.

He started thrusting, pinning your hand on the sofa "You're tight" he grunted, his cock went in and out of your hole, your breasts bounce as he pounds harder "I love seeing you under me" his hips doesn't stop moving, he was an animal.

Your legs wrap around his waist, giving him more access, all you could do was moan and enjoy as he fucks your brains out. He kisses your breasts and neck from time to time but what he truly loves is seeing your face, moaning his name everytime his cock hits the right spot, it turns him on even more.

"Xiao.." You moaned "Faster, please" you were weak, the reason why he was doing his best, he loves seeing you weak because of him, begging him.

"Shit.. you're so beautiful" He whispered, admitting to himself that he was attracted to you. He kissed your hand before pinning it again "You feel so good"

He never stops, in fact he went even faster, making you squeal, with your hands pinned and your legs wrapped around his waist, you couldn't do anything but tremble under him, feeling him whole.

"D-Don't stop! I'm cumming!" You shout, you were a mess, intoxicated.

He kissed your lips, passionately this time "Cum with me baby" he whispered, the feel of his breaths on your skin turns you on even more.

You moan louder, shivering, feeling your climax "I-I'm cumming" your eyes rolled at the back of your head as you let yourself cum, feeling weak than ever.

He then let go of your hand and then held onto your hips, pushing his cock deeper inside you "Fuck, I'm cumming too"

He let himself cum but he doesn't stop thrusting, he continues until all his cum is inside if you. He plopped beside you on the sofa, feeling super tired "Shit, how can I even go back to the concert?"

"Fuck, the concert! I completely forgot" You tell him as you stand up but he pulled you on the sofa again and kissed you.

"I have time" He said "Just one more round"

You come out of the room after Xiao and went to the concert. You came three times earlier, you couldn't Xiao was such an animal. You feel extremely weak. He saud just more round but you had another round after that!

"Where have you been? You missed like a lot of songs" Hu Tao said, still cheering and chanting

"Xiao did too, he just apologized earlier because there was an emergency..." Zhongli was thinking, you became nervous you would be found out.

"I told you, he sucks" You chuckle but think to yourself that he really does suck .. he sucks good. You blush thinking about that.

After the concert, you tell Zhongli and Hu Tao to go back without you.

As expected, Xiao came to see you, he whispered "I guess we're dating now" he held your hand.

"Xiao, what if somebody sees? The hell" You tried to let go but he didn't

He went closer to you and kissed your neck making you moan a little "Let's go"

Dating Xiao is dangerous, you'd be tired all the time, his stamina is insane, you fear you wouldn't keep up but luckily, being competitive with him is where you shine.

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DEAR GRACIE

PART THREE: GENDER REVEAL

pairing: dad!nate x sls!reader

summary: in which nate and sls find out the gender of baby #3.

warnings: mentions of pregnancy,crying,fluff.

NICKS POV

my sister and nate decided to let me the keeper of the gender for her gender reveal. it was such a sweet thing and a special moment for me to be able to find out the gender first. she gave me the enevlope that had the gender and i was now in my room alone about to open it.

i had the vlog camera out and set up as i started to record. “hey guys you wont see this for a while but im here about to find out the gender of nate and y/ns baby because she let me be the keeper of the gender.”i said to the camera.

“im scared.” i chuckled as i started to open the enevlope.

“lets see what baby doe #3 shall be.”i said as i opened the envelope that had the ultrasound of the baby and their gender.

the ultrasound was folded up so i unfolded and it revealed the gender. the paper said its a girl.

i let out a loud squeal as i covered my mouth with my hand getting teary eyed. not was i only so happy that im finally getting my niece but i was happy for my sister who’s finally getting her girl that she has dreamed of having since she was a little girl.

the tears slid down my cheeks as i looked at the camera. “its a girl!” i said quietly so nobody in the house could hear.

the gender reveal was in two days and tomorrow i was gonna go get everything for the party. i planned on ordering cake pops and only one of them had the gender in it. i also was gonna get some smoke cannons filled with pink smoke and some extra little things.

im so excited to see how my sister is gonna react when she finds out that shes gonna have a girl. im happy for her and nate. i always had a feeling that one day they would be together. i could tell by the way they both act around eachother.

they both have always looked at eachother like they are the only person in the room. they both have a little sparkle in their eye as cheesy as that sounds. you could just look at the both of them and tell how inlove with eachother they are.

i loved having nate as a permanent part of our family even though he always has been but now he’s literally like our brother in law and it was great. he was so sweet to her and sweet to their boys. i couldnt wait to see both of their reactions to having a girl.

.•°♡°•.

SLS POV

today nate and i would be finding out the gender of baby #3. nick was throwing the gender reveal party for us.

we were currently on our way to my moms where nick was throwing the reveal at in her backyard.

i had on a light pink mini dress that showed off my bump and nate had on a light blue shirt with some khaki shorts. leo was matching his daddy and owen had on a light pink shirt with shorts. nate was team boy and i was team girl.

nate had his hand on my thigh while he was driving us. he looked so good. i loved watching him be a dad because he was so sexy.

we now were at my moms and we have been here for about 30 minutes and we all have been standing around talking as nick is getting the reveal ready.

nick came outside. “alright guys im gonna give each of you a cakepop. one of these will have the gender in it and we will all bite into them at the same time” he said as he gave everyone a cake pop.

“okay on the count of one…two..threee. lets do this!” nick said as we all bit into our cake pops looking for the color. none of us got it yet til justin spoke up.

“i have a color!its pink!” justin said as i looked at the cakepop then back at nate.

suddenly a bunch of smoke cannons went off as pink smoke filled the air. everyone squealed and screamed as the gender was revealed.

i let out a loud scream as i jumped into nates arms. “IM HAVING MY BABYGIRL!” i said as i started to sob in his arms as he held me. nate had a big smile on his face

“i know baby! you have your girl.”nate said smiling as he kissed my forehead holding me close to him.

“i got my girl.”i sobbed as he pressed a soft kiss onto my lips.

he put me down as everyone came over to us. my mom hugged me as we both cried as nates mom hugged him while she was crying aswell.

my brother justin pulled me into his arms giving me a big hug. “congratulations y/n you finally got the girl of your dreams.” he said smiling.

“im so happy to finally have my girl.” i said.

matt and nick were talking to nate as chris came over hugging me. “im happy for you sis.” he said as he had tears running down his cheeks.

“chris why are you crying?” i giggled as i hugged him.

“im just so happy you’re finally getting your girl”he said.

we talked for a while til nick came over to me congratulating me as we both cried about me having a girl.

nate and i opened the gender reveal gifts we got and thanked everyone.

.•°♡°•.

it was now nighttime after we had the gender reveal and nate and i were currently back at our apartment with the twins laying in bed.

i had owen laying on my chest as i rubbed his back as he was fighting his sleep. leo was sound asleep on his daddy as we were watching our show.

i love having little moments like this with our boys. i loved being a mommy so much its the greatest gift nate has ever gave me. i couldnt wait for our girl.

owen was starting to get fussy as he laid on my chest. “shhh owie its okay baby mommy has you.” i said as i held him closer to me rubbing his back.

“go to sleep owie baby youre so sleepy.” i said as i kissed his forehead.

after a bit of me rubbing his back and talking to him he was finally asleep as i looked over at nate and leo both of them sound asleep.

i started to cry as i saw them both asleep together looking so perfect. leo was a perfect mix of me and his dad mostly looking more like his dad as owen looked a bit like the both of us more.

i wiped my tears as i scooted closer to nate leaning my head on him as i started to fall asleep.

my little family. we cant wait for you to come babygirl

TAGLIST: @sturniololoves , @milesfordays11 , @freshloveee , @zayyluvz , @luvr4miya , @delusional-4-fake-people

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets imagines #chris sturniolo imagine #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo fanfic #matthew sturniolo #matthew sturniolo imagines #nate doe smut #nate doe imagines #nate doe

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would i be the asshole for contacting my ex to ask them if they could stop talking about me online to a community that knows who i am? (🥐)

tw: kinda emotionally abusive relationship

bg info

me (24f) and my ex (28) were in a three month relationship three years ago following a whole year of friendship. they were my first partner and i came out as a lesbian to everyone during our relationship. when we were together, they were 24 and i was 20. i was very emotionally dependent on them when i was 20 due to mental health issues and so were they which is probably one of the reasons why our relationship was as explosive as it was. i looked up to them, my whole emotional world revolved around them, and our friendship/relationship was the only thing i had in my life at the time. they constantly asked me "hey is it even ethical that im dating you, im 4 years older, you tell me please, oh i feel like such a bad person", yet, they still continued dating me every time they would ask.

our fights were horrible and truly explosive as they broke their stuff in front of me out of anger, threw things at me and insulted me as stupid, amongst many other things. our fights usually ensued because i would ask them for reassurance and they would start panicking and screaming at me to shut up. to be fair, i would cry every time i was asking for reassurance which probably made them feel scared about losing me, so i consider myself 50% at fault for everything that happened in our relationship, i shouldve been able to talk to them in a secure manner that wouldnt trigger their abandonment issues. our fights were quite jarring and made me walk out on them several times out of fear. yet i always came back and apologized and took the whole accountability, even though i dont consider myself the only one at fault. walking out several times during fights was probably one of the worst things i could have done but at the same time i was simply scared. even when i walked out after our last fight, they begged me to come back, which i did, i apologized under tears, and yet, told them that i cant promise them to stay no matter what.. and left.

we met through tumblr and were in a medium distance relationship. after our relationship, i went to a clinic and had to learn a lot about myself, what i experienced and what i want from life. im in a very happy and healthy place now and since the end of 2021 im with my current partner whom i want to be the love of my life and whom ive started to build a life with.

context

i have my ex blocked on all social media because they used to do hour long deep dives into my blog, even as of recently (i have statcounter installed for my safety bc im paranoid about them sending me anonymous asks). at first i also used to visit their blog after our break up but stopped doing so after moving on with my life. one year after breaking up i temporarily unblocked them and explicitly asked them not to look at my social media (or at least to do it in a way in which i dont notice aka asked them not to watch my instagram stories).

while i dont visit their blog/social media because i dont want to know whats going on in their life, tumblr mutuals frequently dm me stuff like "hey i think you should know that your ex posted about you/shit talks about something that you posted". i havent asked my mutuals to tell me whenever this happens but i imagine they do so because within the tumblr space we exist, everyone kind of knows everyone (so my ex doesnt have to mention my name for people to know who theyre talking about). sometimes mutuals send screenshots of the posts so that i dont have to visit my ex's blog. last ive heard my ex joked about throwing jewelry at me and posted extensively about a tattoo that i got. my ex's behavior makes me uncomfortable and feel just as helpless as i did back then.

why i might be the asshole

im scared that they might be venting because i was more at fault in the relationship than them and that i am unconsciously deflecting. however, i talked about every detail of the relationship and this fear extensively with my therapist, friends, and partner who are of the opinion that i was young, scared, and intertwined in a relationship that was incredibly toxic. im still unsure though because my emotions frequently triggered theirs.

why they might be the asshole

i asked them once to stop visiting my social media and i feel like venting about our relationship that broke off 3 years ago to a tumblr community of friends and acquaintances is kind of unfair. however, i might be the asshole and they might just need the space for venting. i could just ignore the vents and let them heal in their own way from what ensued.

WIBTA if i confronted them again and told them that i want them to stop talking about me online? or would i be a party pooper because every person needs a space for venting?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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@weskin-time

I have a request...🥺👉👈

I was wondering if u can make scenarios about The (shy) reader confessing (any REV) members *COUGH* (wesker) that they luv them for the first time and there like shock about it bc likeeee the reader is not really good at showing there feelings and there finally have the guts to say ittt to them. hopefully you understand what I'm meaning... 😅

IM SORRY MY GRAMMAR IS SO BADD OMGGG

HI THIS IS CUTE AND I HOPE I DID WHAT YOU MEANT!! HAHAH (also sorry for taking forever)

i got carried away with an idea on Weskers sorry not sorry <3

RE CHARACTERS X SHY!GN!READER

Characters- Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield, Sheva Alomar

not beta read

Chris Redfield

(drooling over this man frfr)

Chris is a good man and a great boyfriend. He knew you were shy, it’s what drew him to you in some sense, he’s been through so much and he thought your personality was a great change of pace compared to what he was used to. He asked you out and the rest was history.

About 3 months into the relationship is when he first said “I love you.” and boy howdy did it send you into a flustered spiral. You wanted to tell him it back but if felt like you were choking on the feelings in your throat, like you were frozen. Chris understood your hesitation, he’s never going to tell you that he finds it cute, but he never pressured you into saying the big words. But wow did you feel like ass for not being able to tell him you love him just as much as he does.

3 months have passed since then, you’ve tried to show him that you love him in other ways and right now you were helping him work out. ‘Helping him out’ as in sitting on the side lines and watching him all while providing conversation and water, sometimes you joined him but your whole body hurt watching him do those hellish burpees.

You helped him keep count all while staring at your boyfriend. The way his muscles flexed under his tight dark green athletic shirt, the way his biceps tensed as he pushed himself up, only to jump up and drop back down to the floor again where you counted the number higher. Chris was a good looking man, but my gods was he one of the sweetest men you’ve ever met in your life.

He cared about you, really cared about you. He listened to everything you said even if he could sometimes barely hear your mumbling when you’re out in public he would listen and respond to you instead of pushing you aside like a doormat. He cherished you and you him. Yes he did all the things normal boyfriends do for their partners but he went above and beyond to make you happy. Too scared to tell the cashier what you want? He would tell them what you wanted with a smile on his face. He never looked down on you for being anxious and shy, he respected you, he loved you for who you are and never got upset at you. He would comfort you in hard times, not yell at you to grow up or brush it off and live in the real world, he would tell you it’s okay and never push your limits. You loved him, and in turn you did anything for him.

“I love you Chris.”

It was out before you could even get a second thought in.

Chris almost fell to the floor in shock at the sudden outburst and confession all while your heart was racing in your ears and heat swarmed your face like flies to honey, the lump in your throat returned but this time of embarrassment.

Your boyfriend on the other hand looked awestruck. His eyes open wide and a smile spread upon his face. It made him look younger, the spark in his eyes, he almost looked like a different person.

You on the other hand we’re dying in your seat.

Suddenly he rushed over and pulled you up and into a hug, all while laughing like a drunk man had won a war, his hand cradling the back of your skull while his other went to your midsection to pull you as close to his sweaty body as he could. You laughed too as your arms wrapped around his neck. His hands changed positions as he pulled back to give your forehead a kiss, they both secured themselves around your waist and hoisted you up off the ground into a spin hug.

To say he was smitten with you would be an understatement.

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Sheva Alomar

(Woman by Doja Cat starts playing bARK BARK my wife.)

You may have fallen for Sheva the day you met her, honestly.

The two of you met through a mutual friend and the two of you just hit it off instantly. She was strong willed and loyal, kind and soft but could kick your ass in more ways than you could even know, not to mention she was radiating beauty with every breath she took.

She seemed to be curious about you at first more than anything, in her line of work she rarely meets shy people. She instantly respected you and didn’t ask you to speak up or act different, she listened to every word you said and didn’t poke fun at you. The two of you became fast friends, you asking her to teach you some fighting moves to which she agreed, and one thing lead to another and she asked you out on a date to which you of course said yes after almost dying in a sea of flustered mess.

2 months in is the first time she said ‘I love you’. She took you home from a date and as she gave you a kiss goodbye she said the three words. When you started your relationship you let her know before hand that emotions were hard for you to express, that they get caught in your throat and are blocked by your flustered tongue, she understood and still agreed to start a relationship with you, so she didn’t expect you to say anything back and she left with you standing at your door speechless.

3 months have gone by, nice and easy. Every time she says ‘I love you’ you respond with ‘you too’ like she’s telling you to have a nice day. You felt bad that you’ve yet to say it even though she told you it was alright you still felt bad about it, which in turn made your shyness worse, like a snake eating it’s tail. So you thought ‘fuck it’ and you were going to tell her tonight even if you exploded, she had to hear the words.

You took her to have a picnic and watch the stars. A lantern in hand you two hiked up a hill in the middle of no where, where light pollution wouldn’t ruin the view. She could tell the entire night that your nerves were on high, slightly shaking as you ate, a wobble in your voice, not to mention your cheeks radiated heat that could burn her if she touched them.

The stars were beautiful. The light dancing in the sky was nothing compared to your girlfriend. The two of you talked about nothing important, you could barely hear her over the sound of your heartbeat in your chest and the rushing of blood in your ears.

You looked to her, and he turned her body to face you, to stare at you with her beautiful dark eyes that the stars made its home, her hair loose and ticking her face, she was beautiful.

“I love you.”

The words spilled out of your lips before you told yourself to don’t even think about it. You instantly wanted to curl into a ball and evaporate, or maybe go to the hospital because your heart shouldn’t be beating this fast to be healthy.

She laughed, a smile as bright as the stars in the sky tugged at her lips, “I love you too.”

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Albert Wesker

(putting him into a blender i hate him /lh /hj)

Excella Gionne wasn’t always the Regional Director of Tricell, she was given that spot thanks to Albert Wesker, and thanks to him you became her assistant.

You’d first meet the man the day you became her assistant, Excella telling you it’s important to meet everyone you’d be working with along side her even if you’d be stuck at a desk job most days. This was days after she became the head of the Bio-weapons devision, before Jill Valentine, before Irving was hired, before the BSAA had their nose in Africa.

Excella practically forced you into a room to meet him, regardless of your stammering she never jumped in to help you make acquaintance. Through mumbled words and not looking at him the entire time you stated your name and that it would be a pleasure to work with him.

A pleasure it was indeed. It was funny in some regard to see your boss throw herself at a man who clearly had little to no interest in her, how she begged him to look at her and want her but his eyes never even looked at her for anything less than a glance. She wasn’t important to him, he was just using her, everyone and their grandmother could see it, you felt kinda bad for her in some way.

Wesker seemed to like you though, and not in the same way he ‘liked’ Excella. He teased you about your shy nature a lot, to where you think he made it a game to see how flustered he could make you, awkward social situations, bumping into you and ‘accidentally’ making you drop papers, asking if you have a fever or if you’re feeling alright. It was unending and yet he grew on you. Your shyness soon was doubled as you began to grow fond of him, even thinking he was attractive and yet you feared you were acting like Excella.

One day as you were dropping off samples to him and he asked you out. You thought it was a joke at first to get you to fluster but he was serious, so you agreed.

Dating your bosses businesses partner didn’t really go over well. Needless to say she fired you but thankfully your new boyfriend hired you as his own assistant, which honestly wasn’t fun because Excella still was his lap dog and just flirted with him to spite you knowing you would ‘never grow a backbone’ as she had put it once. She sucked.

About 4 months into your relationship it took a turn. You reminded him that it was time for his injection of the prototype virus, which he asked you for help with. You agreed and he taught you how to prepare and safely inject him with the serum. The next time he needed it you did it by yourself, which you were proud you didn’t shake and stab him in the wrong spot but as you were injecting it he made you look at him and he confessed.

Now if Albert Wesker was the embodiment of emotional constipation what did that make you?

2 months later he invited you back to his place for a three course dinner and desert. Fancy ass. Everything was set up, everything was fancy, your favorite food was brought to you first and the desert melted in your mouth and was so good you almost wanted to cry.

You stood with Wesker on the balcony of his penthouse, the night air cool against your skin as Wesker pressed you against him. He could feel how tense you were.

“Are you alright dear?” He looked down at you.

“Yea i’m fine don’t worry.” you gave an unconvincing chuckle.

He just cocked a brow at you as you breathed a little deeper and shook your head, trying to calm the beating of your heart and the nausea of your emotions.

“Hey Al?” You asked with your eyes screwed tightly closed.

“Yes my sweet?”

You opened them and turned your head to look at your boyfriend. “I love you.”

He seemed to freeze for a second, his eyes searching yours as you died inside fully embarrassed before he relaxed somewhat.

“I love you too dearheart.”

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