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lanadelnegan · 6 months

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Omg I love your work so much, I check your page everyday to see the stuff u post and I love it!!! Could you maybe write some fluff for a reader that’s feeling a little depressed, and negan just is a real sweetheart to them and just wants to see them be happy? Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️

Hiiii love, omg that is so kind of you. I'm sorry for being inactive lately and for this taking so long. School and work have been so busy but I'm trying!

The Notebook

Negan x Reader (Fluff)

Summary: Negan plans a romantic movie night for the two of you after you've been feeling down. No smut, just fluff and Negan being sweet and gentle with you.

"Y/n… Negan wants to see you."

You let out a long sigh, staring at the ceiling as you tried to ignore Simon, hoping he'd take the hint and leave.

“Y/n?”

“I heard you.”

Simon stood at your doorway, waiting for you to get up but to his surprise, you remained still. Unwilling to move an inch from the bed you’ve been glued to for a week.

“Tell him I’m not in the mood.” You mumbled, flipping over on your side to face the wall.

Moments passed and just as you were starting to drift off, you felt arms slide underneath you, lifting you off the mattress and into the arms of your Savior.

“Negan… what are you..”

“Shhh, baby. Don’t ask questions.” You felt his lips press into the top of your head as he carried you down the hall and to his bedroom.

When you got to the room, he gently set you down and you rubbed your eyes before looking around and seeing candlelight and rose petals spread across the dimly lit room.

“Negan.. What is this?”

“You don’t like it?”

“I - I do, but to be honest.. I’m really not in the mood for..”

“For your favorite movie and some cuddling?” He asked innocently, holding up The Notebook dvd.

For the first time in a week, you managed to smile.

“Let’s get you showered and cleaned up first, yeah? Then we’ll relax and I promise I’ll be on my best behavior. Sound like a plan?” He asked, sliding his hand along your cheek before leaning down to give you a soft kiss.

A tear rolled down your cheek when you closed your eyes to kiss him. You tried looking down, but his finger caught your chin, tilting it up to meet his gentle gaze.

“Baby, look at me. I want you to be happy. No more tears tonight, got it? Too fuckin' pretty to cry.” His thumb wiped the tear off your cheek as he gave you another soft peck on the lips.

“Come on..” he said, and you felt slightly embarrassed at the fact that you hadn’t had the energy to shower recently. But Negan made you feel comfortable and unashamed, so you relaxed a little, letting him lead you to the bathroom.

Once he locked the door, he walked closely to you, gently pulling your shirt over your head. His gaze lingered on your exposed chest for a moment too long, but he kept his promise and comments to himself as he focused on guiding your pants and underwear down your legs. Once you were both naked, you stepped into the hot shower and he followed behind you.

You moaned softly as the water fell over you, washing your sadness away. He squeezed some shampoo in his hand before lathering it in your hair and massaging your scalp, tilting your head back under the water.

"I fuckin' love you, doll. You know that right? I'm here any time you wanna talk."

"I don't wanna talk, Negan. Just being here with you is enough."

"Well, my door is always open for you, baby."

Once your hair was rinsed, he pulled you closer, pressing your bodies against each other as he held you tightly. You leaned into him, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your cheek against his hairy chest.

"Total transparency? I am tryin really hard not to get fuckin hard right now."

You giggled, glancing down between the two of you. "You're not doing a very good job."

He chuckled, looking down with you. "Sorry, doll. He has a mind of his own."

He finished rinsing you both off, and helped you step out of the shower. You felt much better now that you were clean and wrapped in a soft towel. You both got dressed, wearing the same thing - one of Negan's t-shirts and a pair of his boxers.

"You look so much better in my clothes than I do. And considering how incredibly sexy I am, that says a lot." He gave you a flirty wink, making you blush and roll your eyes. "Now get your cute ass in my bed while I put our movie on."

"Yes sir." You said happily, falling into his bed and curling up under the covers. After turning off the lights and starting the movie, he climbed into bed with you, immediately pulling you into his arms and snuggling you.

"Aren't you tired of this movie?" You asked him. "I've made you watch it a hundred times."

"And it puts a smile on your face. So I'll watch it a hundred more." He said softly, kissing the top of your head.

You giggled, scrunching your brows. "When did big, bad Negan turn into such a romantic?"

"After watching The Notebook a hundred times I guess."

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tan1shere · 2 months

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Could you write a Young Miko story where she notices the reader is being distant. And when she asks it’s because of hate she’s receiving online and she’s not used to it. Like Miko comforting the reader maybe? So cute to think about.

My Angel

Young Miko x female reader !

A/n: Your wish is my command my love ! I especially find this fitting right now, so I hope this helps whoever reads it when you're facing hurtful people <3

Warnings: none, comfort only !!! Buttt maybe a bit of hate and language ? Small breakdown ?

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It rang through your brain constantly. You couldn't get rid of those same words. Over. And over. Miko had noticed this change in you, she didn't know what was exactly going on but today she decided to get it out of you. You were drifting from her, it hurt her as she missed you. You knew the 'perks' of being with someone in the public eye, it wasn't as easy as you had thought. You were so confident that any hate you got you'd be able to handle it, ignore it even. Boy were you wrong. It kept on going, nonstop of how you didn't deserve her, how they'd be better. That, you could handle. You knew miko chose you for a reason. She wouldn't be here if she didn't want to be. But it started getting more brutal. Little details you even hated about yourself, they'd mention it.

Then it got to the worst of the worst kind of hate. The 'kill yourself' and so on. It was getting to you near the end. You couldn't handle it anymore.

As you sat watching TV, you couldn't stop thinking about this one message you got. "Miko is just sorry for you, she doesn't love you, I mean look at yourself. You don't belong here or even in this world at that point. Go kill yourself." It played in your mind all day, a little voice chanting it. You couldn't let the last part consume you, but you were beginning to let it just happen. We're they truly right? It was tricking your brain into thinking it was. All the voices, all the messages. You couldn't think properly. You get a tap on your shoulder, it was Miko. She was finally home. You look at her, a bit startled but your expression changed back to its gloomy self.

Although you didn't look sad per say, your demeanor was cold, off-putting. "What's up with you lately?" She just asks at random. You furrow your brows, keeping looking at her. "What do you mean?" Fiddling with your fingers, you kept looking at her. But you couldn't bare it. "You've been so distant, have I done something?" She wonders, sitting beside you. You just shake your head. "So is there something?" Now you look to the side, such a stupid give away but you could feel tears pooling and you didn't want to look stupid. She gently grabs your face, and you curse because when she does a warm liquid comes down your face.

There was no stopping them, they had been bottled up inside for far too long. "Shhh, talk to me." She brings you close rubbing your hair. "Please? Im really worried." She continues speaking, doing her same actions. You couldn't form words, you sob and sob. But her sweet heart understands completely, she takes her time with you. Knowing that whatever it was wasn't easy. Gentle touches on your hair and your cheek as you rest your head on her should. Your crying had subsidied thankfully. Your eyes stung so you just closed them. "Want to tell me what's up mama?" Her tone was soft, and comforting. "I've, been getting quite a lot of messages.." You spoke quietly, feeling your throat hurt also. Having let so much emotion out you were just genuinely tired. "What messages love?" A sigh escapes your lips. You grab your phone to just show her as it'd be easier.

She reads everything, comments, dms, posts. It hurt her, not only were they being cruel to the woman she loved, but her own fans. "It's so hurtful." Your quiet voice speaks up. "I know, I know.." She sighs now. "You don't deserve any of this, you've hardly been in anything anyway, this is so disgusting." You hated the fact she was still reading the stuff, you could see how upset she was about the whole situation. You grab your phone gently, setting it aside. "I didn't want to worry or upset you-" She shakes her head. "I'm glad you told me. Although I wish you would've done it a bit sooner, I'm glad I know now." You nod. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you til now." She kisses your forehead. "I chose you for a reason, none of these hating loosers." You smile as she speaks a small laugh coming out of you. "There she is." Shes the one smiling now, you blush at her words. "Keep that, it suits you." She refers to your smile. "Oh Miko. How'd I get so lucky." You put your head back onto her shoulder.

"How did I get so lucky with you." She rubs your arm, as a comfortable silence approaches. "Don't listen to them from now on yeah? And if there's anymore, please tell me. Its no good keeping it to yourself like that." You nod and smile at her. "I'm glad you chose me." "I'm glad I chose you too my angel."

#young miko x reader #young miko #young miko fluff

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wildflowwer · 3 months

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Hey I saw ur post asking for ideas so here's mine ??? Idk if ita any good tho so feel free to ignore this.

I'm a sucker for the reverse comfort trope istg. So maybe something like (any bts member) is feeling insecure about their body/weight bc of comments online or smth and reader comforts them and maybe sum body worship and soft pegging or u can make it totally fluffy upto u 💕.

heyy cutie. I hope you don't mind me being a day or two late and I hope you like this one<3

I added sum more stuff too, hope you don't mind and I hope it's the way you wanted it to be and the way you imagined ❤️

Warnings: sub jungkook, dom reader, pegging, nipple play, body worshipping, nicknames (mommy, pretty boy, my love, baby),jungkook is feeling insecure so reader try to make him feel better. There's more ig, let me know if I missed anything and excuse any spelling mistakes<3

it was 11pm when you came home from work. You expected to see jungkook running to you and hugging you like every other day but thus time it was quiet in the house. You wondering if he was asleep already so you didn't really think much of it. You went to the kitchen to grab a class of water and went upstairs.

you heard quiet sobs coming from the bedroom as you panicked and opened the door. You saw jungkook sitting at the edge of the bed, crying. You rushed and wrapped your hands around him

"Shhh jungkook. It's okay its okay baby shh" you patted his head trying to calm him down.

"y-yn" sobs loudly and hugged you back

"Im here jungkook, it's alr." Wipes his tears away

"What's wrong baby? You can tell me. I'm here"

"d-do you think I'm too heavy for you." Sobs

what escaped jungkooks mouth broke your heart. you hated how people make him feel this way. Jungkook was the type of person who always try go be perfect and enough for people. When someone mention his weight, look or anything like that he always take it in a bad way and think he's not enough. That literally breaks your heart.

"noo jungkook, look at me baby"

Jungkooks looks at you with teary, puffy eyes.

"Who said that? You know it's not true my love. No matter what you do people always will judge baby" holded his hands in yours.

"y-yn.. but what if it's true? what if I'm too heavy and overweight" looks down

"jungkook no my baby, youre beautiful. You're so so beautiful my love."

jungkook looks up at you

"make me feel beautiful yn. Please?" Jungkook said with a sad voice. He needed to feel beautiful again. who else can make him feel that way other than you hm?

You smiled, placing a kiss at his lips, then his cheek ,down to his jaw line and to his neck without stopping.Jungkook moaned softly, holding into your hair messily.

"I will make you feel so beautiful mu love" you opened his button up shirt, take it slowly off him and throw it somewhere in the room. You lean down kissing his neck once again, slowly pushing his body down.

you kissed down his chest, whispering sweet words between each kisses, telling him how beautiful he was and how enough he really is.

Jungkook almost cried out of happiness.

you stoped kissing him when you reached his pants, looking up at him with a smile.

"May I take this off?"

"Yes please" jungkook relaxed his body, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

you took off his underwear tossing them somewhere behind you. You placed a kiss on his pretty cock making him whimper.

You smiled at his reaction and got up to get your strap on. You wanted him to feel good. So so good that he will forget about those hated comments and thoughts.

"W-where are you going?" Jungkook said slightly panicking, thinking you will leave him like that.

"just to grab something real quick " smiled at him looking at his face relaxing a lil.

you came back with the strap wraped around your hips tightly. You went between jungkook legs, holding them up a lil so you can easily place yourself inside him.

"ah p-pleasd make me feel good mommy" jungkook said looking up at you, bitting his lips

"Oh I was planning to anyways baby" lean down to place a kiss on his lips. Jungkook deepened the kiss, wraping his legs around your waist, moaning into the kiss.

after a good short make out you pulled out and grabed the lub from the night stan drawer, putting sum on your fingers to prep your pretty boy before fucking him.

"Hold your leg up baby so I can prep you"

jungkook wraps his hands around his legs, holding them up letting you easily put your two fingers inside his hole,slowly moving making jungkook let out a whimper.

"a-ah~" mewls

"How's that baby?" Looks at him

"s-so good~" arch his back at the feeling of your fingers moving inside him.

he whimpered when you took out your fingers but quickly replace it with your cock. You put a lil more lub so you won't hurt him. You pushed it slowly in and started moving in a slow place.

"Oh god" jungkook lets out and rolls his eyes back.

"my beautiful boy, look at you taking my cock so well" the praise made jungkooks toes curls. He let out a whimper, pulling you closer to him and wraping his arms around your neck.

"p-pleasd move faster, I need to cum so bad~ please fuck your pretty boy" jungkook said between moans. He was so cute how he called himself your pretty boy. He really is your pretty boy tho.

You speed up your movement, jungkooks moans filled the room and the sound of skin agains skin slaping.

"Oh g-god please don't stop-ahh~" jungkook arched his back moaning loud as he was about to reach his orgasam

You started playing with his nipple, taking him at the edge. His nipples are so sensitive, so playing with them while fucking him really does drive him crazy.

"How beautiful you look right now jungkook. So beautiful just for me my love" you took his nipple in your mouth, circling your tongue around it.

"YESS~ just for you mommy!~" jungkook melws

"yeah baby? Is my pretty boy going to cum?"

Jungkook nodded his head

"Go ahead baby"

jungkook trowed his head back,eyes closed, mouth open in a silent scream, as he reached his orgasam making a mess all over him.

"A-ah fuck~" jungkooks body relaxed down on the bed, his eyes still closed.

You pulled out the dildo taking it off of you and putting it down on the drawer so you can clean it later or tomorrow.

"my beautiful boy" you said making jungkook smile softly and throw his hands around you, hugging you.

"are you okay my baby?"

"mhm, thank you sm yn"

"Ofc my love, one thing tho. Don't let those comments get into you again because you know they are not true and as I said, what ever you do people will always judge you for it"

"yeah.. you're right.. im sorry"pouts

"No baby it's not your fault, no need to be sorry. I just want you to ignore those comments. I'm always here with you no matter what and if you would like, I can always make you feel beautiful" winks making jungkook laugh

"You know yn, I'm happy to have you" smiles

" me too my love, I'm the most happiest person ever alive" smiles " I love you jungkook" pecks his lips "I love you too yn" smiles

#kpop #sub!kpop #bts #sub!bts #dom!reader #jeon jungkook #jungkook #sub!jungkook

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goatcheesecak3 · 6 months

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YOU SHOULD WRITE FOR ADAM MORE. PLEASE. OR DEAN, YOU ARE SUCH AN AMAZING WRITER FOR BOTH OF THEM

AAAAAA SUNNY I LOVE YOU💕💕💕💕

Here's some dating dean hcs because I have MANY thoughts on this man

His love language is acts of service. He tends to view most relationships as transactional, he will rarely do things for others without expecting something in return, so you know how big of a deal it is that he does things for you without ever expecting anything back. When you're with Dean you can forget about carrying your own bag, paying for your own food or even rolling your own cigarettes. Dean wants to do it all for you, to show you how much you mean to him.

Your relationship is fast paced and intense. Dean doesn't ever feel casual emotions, he can't just love you, he's hopelessly, irretrievably in love with you. It's borderline obsessive, he's never felt unbending loyalty to anyone but himself before, but when it comes to you, he would do absolutely anything for you, and he makes sure you know that.

With the epic highs, come the epic lows too. Arguments with Dean are heated, frenzied and unpredictable. Dean loves you so much that it's almost painful for him, and he finds it hard to believe that anyone could ever love another person so ferociously, let alone you loving him with that same intensity. Most of your arguments stem from this issue, he's terrified that one day you'll turn around and tell him you don't love him, so sometimes he starts a fight just as a way to get it over with and give you an out.

The arguments become less frequent when Dean finally begins to understand that love isn't just something you feel, but something you do. No matter how strongly he feels love for you, he knows the feeling alone isn't enough to maintain a relationship; he has to improve himself, he has to compromise, instead of just worrying that he isn't good enough for you, he has to do everything he can to be good enough for you.

He thinks you're the smartest person he's ever met. The way you articulate your thoughts, the way you remain rational and logical without letting your emotions get the best of you (something which he struggles with) are traits that he really admires. He could listen to you talk for hours, just in awe.

You're the only person he cries in front of. Dean's been through a lot, and late at night sometimes he just has to let himself feel. He's beyond thankful that he doesn't have to go through that alone anymore, every "Shhh, sweetheart it's okay", every night you've stayed up, rubbing his back and holding him while he cries, helps him more than you can ever imagine.

He loves just goofing off with you. Skipping lectures to go plinking (shooting cans and beer bottles etc), watching horror movies and trying to make eachother jump, or just observing the rich kids from a distance and laughing at their ridiculous designer clothes.

Kisses are his favourite thing EVER. He's not one to shy away from pda either, he pretty much always wants to make out with you.

He's a big spoon for life, he thinks you're the most adorable thing he's ever seen and he loves just holding you tight and protecting you as you go to sleep.

He's willing to change for you, he no longer just coasts through life seeking cheap thrills. With you, he found purpose, and despite all his flaws, he's gradually getting better.

A/n I'm half asleep while writing this so ignore any grammatical errors etc, I cannot brain right now.

Requests are open! Check my pinned post for details

Check my pinned post to find my masterlist too :^)

Replies and reblogs are greatly appreciated :^))))

#dean taylor fanfic #dean taylor x reader #devon bostick dean taylor #the entitled dean #dean taylor #the entitled #rodrick #rodrick rules #rodrick heffley #devon bostick #rodrick headcanon #headcanon #my hcs #hcs #fluff #angst #dating headcanons #dating hcs

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v3nusxsky · 1 year

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Hi :) can I ask for Lesso and reader who is terrified of bees wasps etc.? Reader is a fellow teacher and came into the class where Lesso was teaching and saw the scene with bees and got a panic attack and all of the pupils were laughing and mocking the reader for being a never and being afraid of bees and Lesso stands in her defence and helps her calm down. 🌺

Sweet like Honey

*Authors note~ confession I'm also a tad like this with bees if I am caught off guard and wasps terrify me also the request flickers from reader to lesso being scared so I decided to go with Leonora as our girl deserves some comfort. I’m so sorry I’m late posting this I fell asleep and yeah I’m sorry guys*

Trigger warnings~ bees? Teasing? Panic attacks mentioned

Prompt~ see ask^^^

Teaching at the schools for Good and Evil was certainly an experience but it was one you had grown to love. Teaching was always something you desired to do, so when the opportunity came up you were willing to run head first for it, despite the fact others warned you over the school for Evils antics and their Dean. You didn't want to base it off hearsay so you went and started at the schools.

It took some time for you to adjust but when you did you were so glad you trusted your own instincts and took the job. And that's how you found yourself walking the halls to the Curses and Deathtraps class room where the one and only Lady Leonora Lesso was currently teaching. Normally, you'd wait for her class to end before bothering her but this was urgent and you remember her words from your first day, "should you need me come and find me."

The first thing you noticed was how uncharacteristically loud the classroom was. Leonora wasn't one for allowing such things from her students so you did the only thing you could think off, enter. After all you have a duty of care. The sight that met you wasn't anything like what you had expected to see. Lesso crouched down in a corner shaking violently as she appeared to be struggling for air, her class crowding around her and throwing insults and what they thought to be jokes about the red head being absolutely terrified of what appeared to be bees.

"Settle down, go back to your seats and please be quiet, you all have fears and quite frankly I'm disappointed in you all especially some of the Ever students in here, Dovey will be finding out about your un Ever like behaviour" you directed and made your way to the scared red head. The students eventually found their seats after a few hard stares and ignored the two adults in the room.

"Leo?" You murmured watching the red head struggling to breath and rocking her self in an attempt to self soothe. She may be the great Dean of Evil, but she is human so seeing her like this, was truly killing you. "It's okay Leo, it's just me no one else is looking and they are gone Leo" you murmured reassuringly as you rubbed her back. The older woman threw herself into your body causing you to instinctively hold her. "Shhh it's okay it's all okay"

It became clear soon enough that Leo was using you as an excuse to hide so you dismissed the class a little earlier than usual. "It's just us love" you murmured, your nimble fingers scratching gently at her skull. "M sorry you saw me weak" she mumbled into your neck not quite ready to leave her safe haven. "Leo, you aren't weak, I still love my hot headed, sarcastic, ferocious and gorgeous girlfriend. You still totally can strike fear into anyone Leo, you're human and fears are normal love" you paused to encourage her from your neck to look at your eyes, "and I'll always be here to protect you from them."

Word count~ 655

#anon answered #v3nusxsky answers #fanfic #lady lesso #sfgae #leonora lesso #lady lesso x reader #lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso #anon requested #leonora lesso x reader #lady lesso x you #dean of evil

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jadedxhearts · 3 hours

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𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

Law uses one of his devil fruit abilities to keep you quiet while you two are being intimate.

originally posted on Mar 23, 2023

Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!

You’ve grown restless; it’s late, and you’ve been sitting on the library’s couch for what felt like years, doing literally anything to distract yourself from dying of boredom.

Law was just the type to not give up on his work. And as much as you hated interrupting him, you hated sleeping alone just as much; if not more.

He had many books spread out on the table, you figured they were medical ones as you hadn’t really paid attention. Law had a couple journals out, leaning his head on his fist with his left arm as he wrote down notes with the right, a sour expression on his face.

Laying on the couch, your feet dangling over the edge as you kept looking to the clock on the wall, hoping time would just move faster for once. But it never did, and you’d had enough of waiting around.

Groaning, you sit up so that you can see Law, “how much longer? I’m so bored…”

“If you’re really that bored, you should go join the rest of the crew with their childish drinking games…”

“No,” you whined, “I want you.”

“Me?” Law echoed, not looking away from his work.

“I want your attention,” you clarified. “I’m deprived of your love.”

“Really? Maybe you should find someone better then.”

“Law!” You snapped, pulling your legs back and crossing them and your arms with a pout, “is it so hard to cuddle me for just one evening?!”

Your boyfriend sighed, finally moving to face you. “Come ‘ere.”

With a smile, you leaped from the couch and wasted no time planting yourself in Law’s lap, wrapping your arms around him.

“My attention, huh?”

“Mmhm,” you confirmed, “any positive attention… maybe even some more intimate attention.”

“Ohh, now I understand. You wanna get fucked, don’t you?” Law smirked.

You shyly nodded, burying your face in Law’s neck. “Please, Law?”

“Fine,” he sighed, “give me a few more minutes, though. In the meantime, you can ride my thigh, how’s that sound?”

You whimpered at the suggestion, but immediately moved to try and get your shorts off from within his lap. After a moment of struggling, you got them off. You scooted over to sit on his left thigh, holding it tightly between your legs.

Just barely raising your hips, you pushed them down to grind your panty-covered cunt onto his jeans. Your movements were short, but your desperation got the better of you as you moved quickly.

“You’re so pathetic,” Law commented, only watching you for a second. “So needy that you’d fuck my thigh.”

Small noises of pleasure began falling from your lips, your hands gripping his shirt harder as you kept up your movements. You could feel the roughness of his jeans grinding up to your clit, feeling as though that alone would make you cum.

“You’d better not make a mess on my jeans,” Law warned, continuing his work.

But you ignored him, grinding harder and slowing your movements just a bit to feel him more. Your quiet noises turned to breathy moans, getting yourself so worked up you felt the signs of being close to orgasming.

With a loud moan, you came on his thigh, pushing your cunt into him as hard as possible.

“Look what you did,” Law taunted you, “soaked my jeans just after I told you not to.”

“I’m sorry,” you whined, body shaking as you held onto him, “I can’t help it…”

“So pathetic,” he rolled his eyes. “I’ll have to punish you for that.”

The thought alone had you whining, grinding on his thigh again. But before you could go any further, Law picked you up by your waist, shoving the books on the table away and placing you on top.

Now lying on your back, you looked up and watched Law yank your panties off, tossing them to the floor. As one of his hands fumbled with his jeans, the other delivered a smack to your pussy, causing you to cry out.

“Shhh. You don’t want the crew hearing, so you?”

You shook your head, but couldn’t hold back the next cry as he slapped your cunt again. You knew he’d be more rough if you kept ignoring him, but it felt so damn good; and this was the attention you’d been seeking all along, anyway.

Without warning, two of Law’s fingers plunged into you, fingering you fastly with no remorse.

“L-Law!” You shrieked, tossing your head around as you continued letting lewd noises slip.

“You just don’t learn, do you?” Law asked, removing his fingers, only to replace them with his hardened cock.

Another shriek left your lips, hands flying to grip at the ends of the table. Law harshly grabbed your hips, pulling them toward himself as he began thrusting into you. It was impossible to keep quiet when he was being so rough, especially since you were already sensitive from the first time you’d cum.

“Oh my god, Law,” you whined, “please- ohh.”

Law let out a couple grunts as he continued slamming into you, accompanied by the noises of his skin slapping yours each time they met.

“Since you can’t keep quiet,” Law growled into your ear, “r- fuck, room.”

The light tint of blue surrounded you, creating an orb around the both of you. You briefly wondered what he was trying to do, but you sooner realized.

One of Law’s hands moved atop your cunt, driving his finger into your clit, rubbing against it and spitting onto your cunt to wet it more, allowing him to slide his thumb over it with more haste.

You opened your mouth to scream, but no sounds came out. It didn’t matter how hard you tried, screaming so loud your throat began to hurt. He’d silenced you with his devil fruit powers.

“Look what I had to do, just to make you shut up,” he spat, relentlessly fucking into you while grinding his thumb into your clit.

You raised your hips up, feeling close to another orgasm from everything happening; Law’s act of being mean and dominating, how physically rough he was being on your body, and now from the only noises you could hear: wet squelching, skin slapping against skin as Law’s thighs smacked into your ass with every thrust into your cunt, and Law’s noises of pleasure that were typically drowned out by your own moans.

He sounded pathetic now, moaning over your silent body, holding onto you with an intense grip as he lost control. Focusing on nothing but the feeling of chasing his own orgasm, using you to get off.

You tried moaning his name, and still nothing came from your lips.

Your body began to tremble as you reached another orgasm, your cunt spasming around his cock as your juices spilled from your wet cunt.

“Fuck, quit clenching on me… you trying to suck the cum from me, hm?”

Again, your mouth flew open to let out a guttural, animalistic moan, but it was pointless. You were completely silenced.

A moment later of Law continuing to abuse your cunt, his hips stuttered in movement as he began cumming, pulling his cock out and spilling all of his warm seed onto your belly.

Then the blue hue of his room disappeared, and you could finally hear yourself again as you panted, trying to catch your breath.

“Now I gotta clean you up,” Law huffed, still leaning over your body, only his body was much more limp now as he’d exhausted himself.

Slowly, he pushed himself up and away from you, putting himself away into his jeans.

“I’ll have to go get a towel or something. Stay there and don’t make a damn sound. I don’t need anyone coming in here and seeing you like this,” Law said, walking away from your hot mess of a body.

You didn’t have the strength to get yourself down from the table, so you chose to listen to Law’s words and stay there. He returned a moment later, face red in embarrassment.

He spread your legs apart to wipe off your cunt, and then your stomach.

“Why do you look so upset?” You asked, fearing you’d done something wrong somehow.

“Guess who heard you screaming before I could silence you?”

Then your face turned red, and you covered yourself with your hands in embarrassment. “They all heard me?”

“Not sure. But they certainly gave me shit for the stain on my thigh,” Law sighed, turning away to pick your panties off the floor before sliding them back onto you.

Now you were terrified about facing your crewmates. But you’d have to worry about that later, because right now; you were fucking tired. You simply wanted to sleep now.

“Law? Can you carry me to bed?”

“I’m not leaving this room until I know they’ve all gone to sleep,” he denied.

“Ugh, then the couch? Please, I’m so tired, baby…”

Giving in, Law tossed the towel away and lifted you into his arms, carrying you over to the couch you’d been sitting so bored on not too long ago. He gave you a sweet kiss just before placing you down.

“I wasn’t too rough, right?” He asked, concern evident in his tone as he looked you over, searching your face for any signs of discomfort.

You tiredly shook your head, “no… I liked it.”

Law nodded, kissing you one more time before walking away, getting back to his work.

#law x reader #law x reader smut

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valentine-writes · 1 year

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1am with swollen eyes . . .

[ tws + notes: hurt + comfort, a bit of an angsty start, implied depression/depressive episode, very self indulgent hcs, desperately trying to claw my way out of hiatus (not working), unedited as usual ]

↳ ft. asra and muriel

「 gn! reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

author's note: reader cries. asra. muriel. r there 2 help. this is vv self indulgent but shhh... consider this a late bday post 4 myself.... ^_^

you have been hurting for far too long. at first, it was a dull, yet ever present ache. the feeling was easy to ignore or push aside, letting it dwell in your subconcious rather than in the forefront of your mind. you could live as normal, letting it lurk if it meant it never had to consume you.

these emotions grew unsatisfied with your denial. ravenous, they festered and grew, until they finally had become large enough to start chewing away at you. it felt like your pains would swallow you whole.

one particularly dreary morning, you found yourself laying in bed. stuck. you hadn't slept the entire night, too busy crying to even rest. these days, crying was prefered over the usual apathy you felt over your situation at hand. so there you lay, tangled in your bedsheets. there were no reasons coming to mind which gave you any urgency to get up at this time- still, you sit up, pulling your knees to your chest with no intention to leave. glancing at the small alarm clock on your bedside, you check the time.

1am. is that really how long you've been crying?

headcanons below

▸ the softness of ASRA's voice when he says your name is almost too soothing to be true. you watch him as he quietly approaches your bedside. his lilac eyes are fixed on you, with a concern you know all too well.

"i'm so, so sorry..." they whisper, quietly reaching out to cup your face with a warm hand. their thumb brushes over your cheek as you lean into the touch. "i should have checked up on you sooner."

tears prick at your eyes, threatening to fall at any minute. you take a sharp inhale, shaking your head.

"it's not your fault. you didn't know." your voice is trembling. your attempt to reassure him only makes him frown.

the touch of his hand on your cheek leaves you, just for a moment, as he sits on the edge of your bed, before pulling you into his arms.

their embrace is well known to you. it feels like home– the gentle yet protective feeling. the faint smell of vanilla. the warmth. you missed this all too much. you find yourself clinging to them, never wanting to leave their arms.

asra lets you rest your head on their chest. you can vent, you can cry, you can complain– you can even just choose to sit in the comfortable silence.

he'll stay by your side and make sure you're okay. he'd do anything for you.

▸ seeing you like this makes MURIEL's heart ache. you don't deserve all the suffering you've endured. at first, he's unsure of what to say. or if there's anything to be said at all.

"...hold on– i'll go get you some water." with that, he turns away to leave, but not before glancing over his shoulder to make sure if you're okay with being left alone.

you nod a little, sniffling, before mouthing a small "thank you." the corners of your mouth twitch up ever so slightly, to offer muriel a small smile.

he's back in less than a minute, not wanting to leave you for too long. he holds the glass of water to you, and you take a few sips before setting it down on the bedside table with a clink.

"do you need to talk about it?..." his voice is mild as ever. usually, he had trouble meeting your gaze. but now he looks into your eyes, needing to know that you'll be okay. he's slightly disheartened and considers shying away when there is no immediate answer. but ever patient with you, he waits in the soft silence.

he watches as you, pause– considering what he had said, before slowly move to sit to the edge of the bed, legs dangling off. "stay here with me?.."

he doesn't even hesitate. muriel sits by your side, quietly putting an arm around you and you lean your head on his shoulder. it feels safe with him. secure.

muriel won't force you to say a single word if you don't feel like talking about it. however, despite his usual hesitance to be vulnerable– he'll be so much more open to communication with you. he'll attempt to remind you in every way possible that he's here for you.

#the arcana game #the arcana game headcanons #asra alnazar #muriel of the kokhuri #asra the arcana #muriel the arcana #asra x mc #asra x reader #muriel x reader #muriel x mc

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oujishi · 2 years

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ー DAZAI AT A CAT CAFE

no warnings, just fluff and cats

He was definitely the one that dragged you to go with him to the cafe. He found out about it by a flyer and the idea of it piqued his interest. A cafe? Filled with cats? Heaven. Dazai is undoubtedly a cat person, I mean, he hates dogs.

The cafe was pretty small, ( the owners were definitely on a tight budget ) yet it was still somewhat homey. The peaceful nature of the cats definitely matched the tranquility of the place nicely.

Dazai straight up harassed the cats, he did everything to get one of the cats attention and the worst part was all the cats just ignored him and some even went to you instead of him.

"PSPSPSPPSPSPSPPSSSPPS"

"Dazai leave the poor cat alone ಠ_ಠ"

There was a little station with baggies of cat biscuits that you could feed to the cats and he refused to leave until a cat ate one of them. He even tried eating the cat food to persuade the cats to eat them.

Eventually some of the cats that went up to you came up to him too and he was now satisfied and after a while a cat came up to him and fell asleep on his lap and he refused to move because he didn't want to wake the cat up.

"Dazai, we have to go it's getting late (-_-)"

"shhh, your gonna wake it up"

You too ended up coming home very late

There was also a mini merch stand with a bunch of cat things Dazai insisted on buying. You left with a gigantic cat plushy, covered in fur and exhausted.

note - this was a rewrite of a post from an old account so if it sounds familiar that’s probably why. Sorry I just don’t want anyone thinking I plagiarised. To anyone who read this, have a good day! :D

Reblogs are appreciated!!

#dazai x reader #bsd x reader #Bsd #Bungo stray dogs #bsd x gender neutral reader #Dazai x you #dazai x y/n #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #dazai drabble #dazai headcabons #bsd imagine #bsd dazai #osamu dazai

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icypenguin · 8 months

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☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ To be in your arms

hellooo! sorry that i haven’t post for a long time since i last posted hehe… i’ll try to post on weekends! but anyway, enjoy this fanfic! this takes place in modern au and hurt/comfort

it was late. it was almost 2am. you were waiting for your darling kazuha to get back from work. delivered messages could be seen on your phone screen. you haven’t got any messages from kazuha since he went to work.

you were beyond worried at this point. he keeps coming home late. he said it’s just because he has so many works to do. but can’t he atleast spare some seconds to message you that he’ll come home late?

questions filled your mind. “what if he’s cheating on me?”, “what if he’s on someone’s house?”, “what if he’s leaving me?”. but knowing kazuha for many, many years, he won’t possibly do that.

just as you were thinking, the door handle made a sound and it opened the door. revealing a tired kazuha. “kazuha where have you been!? i’ve been worried sick about you! why didn’t you check my messages!?” you rushed to hug kazuha but he pushed back. you were hurt, but you tried to understand what he’s feeling.

“y/n please, i’m tired. everyone is tired and don’t expect me to have all my time for you.. you know i need to do something else right?” he asked with a cold tone.

“well- you couldn’t just leave me hanging around! can’t you atleast spare a minute!? i called you multiple times! and still no answer! you know what time it is kaz!? its past 2am now! what in the world were you doing!?” you couldn’t hold your patience anymore. your tone was a lot higher than usual. you were worried sick for him.

“i told you i was at work y/n. please, i don’t want to talk about anything right now. just let me sleep.” he rushed to go to your shared bedroom, basically ignoring you.

“oh kazuha! answer me! you always say that everytime i tried to talk to you about this! you know i can’t just live like this, right!?”

some minutes passed and your argument went heated. you both were shouting at eachother, not noticing the hurtful words you’ve told eachother. you never seen kazuha like this before. you didn't even feel a sense familiarity at him, you could barely notice that it’s him.

“oh well if you’re so mad at me, maybe i should have just leave you waiting for me. I SHOULDN’T HAVE COME BACK!” he shouted at your face, you were in disbelief when he said that. he’s not kazuha.

tears were at the edge of your eyes. your breath was shaky and you feel like crying. you tried your best to stay strong in front of him. “i-i’m sorry…” you quickly leave the living room and head towards the bathroom, where you could cry quietly.

kazuha, who has just noticed what he said, regretted everything. “w-wait y/n! i-i didn’t mean to-“ he tried walking to you but a part of h8m told him to leave you alone. so he stopped doing whatever he was doing. his brain could only repeat the hurtful words he said to you.

your mission to cry in the bathroom was a success. you ignored kazuha who’s waiting for you in front of the door. “y/n please just come out.. i could hear you sniffling…” you could tell in his tone, he regretted everything he said. his tone was soft and sweet, but you couldn’t forget about the hurtful words and cold tone he was using before.

you didn’t want to deal with anything else. but you just feel like you need comfort from someone, and that someone is kazuha. well, what can you say? he’s been doing this for weeks. ofcourse you missed his touch.

after some more minutes and by kazuha waiting patiently, you finally got out of the bathroom. but when you look at him, tears immediately flew out of your eyes. “hey, hey, shhh i’m here… please don’t worry.. i-i didn’t mean what i said..” he oulled you into a hug and wipe the tears thats falling right on your cheek.

you melt in his embrace as cried on his chest. he could feel his shirt having a wet patch but he did not worry about anything besides you. “i-i’m sorry im a burden!” you cried once more.

“shhh.. you’re not a burden y/n.. infact, you’re the opposite… you’re a motivation for me.. i-i know i hurt you with the words i said.. but i promise you, i was just stressed. those words, they meant nothing at all. please forgive me, my love..” he looked right into your eyes while holding your cheek. you could see in his eyes, he’s really telling the truth.

“i-i was working hard so… so we could go to tokyo… just like you wanted..” hearing this made your heart flutter. your eyes turned from teary to sparkly. all of this was just a misunderstanding.

“i- oh kazuha… you’re too much for me.. but… i can’t help but always think about the words you said.. a-and someone better than me being with you.. m-maybe- i… maybe you should-“ before you could finish that sentence, kazuha pulled you into a passionate kiss.

“oh love, don’t ever say that.. you’re the best for me. we’re made for eachother. and- please don’t ever think about it again. don’t ever think about something like that. i’m sorry i said those hurtful words to you.. but i promise, i didn’t mean any of those! i love you till the end, death can’t even do us apart…” hearing that makes your heart flutter even more. you knew kazuha could be the only one who can melt your heart.

“i’m truly sorry.. please forgive me?” kazuha begged you with a soft tone. even his eyes were pleading you to forgive him.

you chuckle and replied “okay i forgive you kazu.. just on one condition…” he looked at you with curiosity and hummed a curious tone.

“don’t come home so late again and cuddle me before bed for 5 months!” you asked excitedly.

“i would love to do that for you love” he kissed your cheek, then nose, then forhead. “and promise me you won’t think of something bad about us again, okay?”

“okay kazu. i love you” you replied and he kissed your lips. you both melt into the kiss, eyes closed with your lips moving in sync.

in the end, that night (or morning) ended up with kazuha being the big spoon as you were sleeping on his chest.

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thankyou for reading! this is my first time making hurt/comfort so sorry if theres alot of mistakes hehe.. but i hope you enjoyed this! advices are accepted, thankyou!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin kazuha #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha x reader #kaedehara x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader

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surftrips · 2 years

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wish you were sober

pairing: jay halstead x gn!reader

song: wish you were sober by conan gray

word count: 658

author’s note: i’ve been wanting to write a fic to this song for a while now because i love angst and this is where i got. please leave some love on this post ❣️

You've known Jay since you two were kids. Grew up right across the street from each other. You lost contact with him when he left for the Rangers, but upon his return to Chicago, ended up reconnecting with him at a party.

At first, it was fun going out with him. He was wild. Downing cups of beer, trading drinks with strangers, flirting with anyone in sight.

But after a while, you found yourself searching for exits and excuses to leave early. Jay was in his 20s, yet he was acting like you guys were 19 again. You enjoyed a night out every once in a while, but the people Jay was hanging out with were definitely not your crowd.

As much as you tried to ignore it, you knew that he was hurting. His time in the Rangers had messed him up and it hurt you knowing that you couldn't do anything to help. But he was so far gone most nights, you didn't see any point in trying to get him to open up to you.

Besides, you were probably the last person he'd want to be vulnerable with. You and him had a brief fling in high school, but you were going to college and he was joining the army, and things weren't great at home for him, and just about a million other things preventing you two from being together.

So even though he wasn't your responsibility, you couldn't help but feel an obligation to watch over him. You always hated how you two left things off when he went overseas, and you could tell that he needed you now more than ever.

"Come on, how many drinks have you had?" You asked him one night.

"What does it matter? Another one won't hurt."

"Please don't drink more beer..." you wanted to say, but instead gently pulled him out of the bar and to your car.

As you put Jay into the front seat of your Rover, he leaned over and kissed you on the cheek.

"Real sweet, Jay. Let's see if you remember this in the morning."

When he got drunk, he was overly nice to you. It made you reminiscent of your teenage years... but you couldn't allow yourself to return his affection because once he got sober, he was an entirely different person.

You had visited him once at the police district after he had a particularly long night, and was met with a cold stare as he pretended he didn't know you in front of his coworkers.

It wasn't like you were airing out his dirty laundry to the entire district, you were just there to see if he was managing his hangover and to drop off some lunch.

Now, the ten minute drive to his apartment was silent.

With Jay leaning onto your body, you pulled him out of the car and into the elevator up to his apartment. At his front door, he leaned in to kiss you on your forehead this time.

"You should stay over tonight," he slurred.

"You've had too much to drink, let's get you to bed," you responded firmly.

After pulling the blanket over his body and turning around to leave, he blurted out, "Y/N, why are you so nice to me when I'm nothing but an ass to you?"

You sighed. It was much too late to have this conversation, and at this point, you were more mad at him than anything. The fact that he was only nice to you when he was drunk, refusing to acknowledge he had any problems, constantly pushing you away when you just wanted to help... the list went on.

You could have said a million things but you knew that he would just forget them by the morning, so all you said was "Shhh... it's late. We can talk tomorrow," but all you could think was “God, I wish you were sober.”

#jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #one chicago #chicago pd #chicago pd fic #chicago pd imagine #jay halstead imagine #jesse lee soffer

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owlfacenightkit · 2 years

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I have a lot of Amphibia headcanons (that are my own, not that I’ve gotten from other people)

I headcanon that Sasha’s brown and red armor are the same sets of armor (shhh ignore that one tweet that actually explains what the different colors of her armor means)

This one actually (kind of) has proof. (That’s where I headcanon this from, actually) The soles of her brown armor boots are, well, brown. (Big shocker) Then the soles of her red armor are also brown (this detail’s actually pretty inconsistent, so if you want to disregard this headcanon then fine by me)

If they recolored or painted Sasha’s armor to be red, then the soles probably wouldn’t get painted or the paint would wear off with time.

So I headcanon that her armor is just painted red.

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My next headcanon is about the three girl’s swimming abilities

I headcanon that pre-Amphibia, Sasha and Anne were the strong swimmers and Marcy was a weak swimmer.

During and post-Amphibia, I imagine that Anne became the strongest swimmer (she did live with frogs, after all), Sasha’s swimming ability degraded (because she was stuck with toads and toads aren’t aquatic amphibians), and Marcy’s stayed the same.

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I’ve brought this up in a different post, but I headcanon that Marcy’s eyes glow ever so slightly. It’s because she died and came back to life and there are theories surrounding Grime and Fleafy and the fact that their eyes glow.

Scroll through my #headcanon or #Amphibia headcanon tags to see the theory

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This is sad headcanon, so can skip it if you want.

I headcanon that Sasha and Marcy both die long before Anne does. We know Anne is going to live to be 91, but I would imagine that Sasha and Marcy would die sooner (like in their late fifties or sixties) because of health problems stemming from the entirety of living in Amphibia, plus Sasha getting that massive slice up her back and Marcy getting stabbed clean through.

#Amphibia #headcanon #Amphibia headcanon #Owl Hoots #Sasha Waybright

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dylansslutt · 2 years

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Daddy Issues 4 / R.C

the long awaited part im so sorry my loves!!!! i have been in such chaos but not chaos, i got a good idea but i wanted something to be posted its been forever and i feel horrible for not posting lately.

warnings: like every chapter

i roll over to feel a hard body beside me, my eyes opening softly. forgetting everything of last night my eyes widen at the sight of a shirtless rafe. everything coming back to me i rolled away from him, my knee and body slowly starting to ache.

i look around for my phone but find it nowhere, for fuck sake. i softly get out the bed and head inside the bathroom, flicking the light on. my appearance made me gasp slightly, leaning closer to analyze myself.

from my dad to those guys, i look horrible. luckily washed from any dirt, but the scabs and bruises were littering my skin. i go and take another step and about lose balance as my right knee gives out. i grip the counter but still made a huge thud against the cabinets.

“fuck!” i mutter softly, sitting on the toilet in tears. everything ached and all i wish i could do was have my mom. even though the bitch left all i wanted was her.

“selene?” rafe opens the door, half a sleep but worried. i rub my face in defeat, “im sorry, i-i about fell and just hit the-” pointing towards the sink cabinets that banged together.

as he opens his eyes more they almost pop out his head at the sight of me. i shake him off, “im fine.” i go to stand back up but quickly sit back down at the ache of my knee.

“you’re not fine.” he kneels down looking at my knee, “it’s bruised really bad, maybe even sprained, but not broken or torn.” he mumbles looking up at me, making me laugh softly.

“okay dr.cameron.” i mock jokingly but he leans forward catching me by surprise with his lips softly touching mine. i kiss back slightly before pulling away.

i couldn’t express my emotions right now, he said what he said; we did what we did. yet i’m still so nervous and worried over everything, and not even over somethings.

“he-hey, baby. what’s wrong?” he stands up worriedly, i sigh standing up ignoring the pain.

“th-this rafe! i told you i liked you, but yet do you realize all that happened yesterday? do you?” i snapped letting my internal freakout known. i sigh before pushing past him into the room.

“yes, i realized what the fuck happened last night! i saved you!” he calls out after me making me turn back towards him swiftly.

“oh so you’re just the knight and shining armor right? i’m the damsel in distress that’s pathetic just like m-my dad. oh my g-god, he h-i was almo-.” i feel my throat start to close and tears spill down my cheeks.

rafe pushes me back to sit on the bed as he holds me. “shhh. i promise you i was high and stupid, you’re nothing-nothing like your dad.” he carefully pulls me in.

“i hate it rafe.” i sob into his chest, “im so scared an-and i gotta take care of us. i ju-just cant take it.”

“those guys from last night, you’ll never have to worry about them again; i promise you that.” he reassures me as i sit up some, sniffling softly. “it’s not even just them.”

“move in! move in get away from your dad, selene.” he tries convincing me but i shake my head. i can’t leave jj, i can’t do that. i just need to get a second job and rack up my money.

wiping my face i wince softly, “i can’t leave my brother rafe, besides i have a plan.” i look down at my clothes then my clothes from last night in a pile.

they were gross and stained, great.

“what’s the plan, keep getting abused selene? ‘cause that’s not an option.” his eyes meet mine and i sigh. “no, im gonna get a second job, get an apartment for me and jj away from my father.”

he stares at me hard and keeps silent, which i couldn’t tell what he was thinking. instead of waiting for him too i spoke up again, “do you think i can borrow something from sarah? my clothes are ruined.”

“yea don’t worry, i’ll talk to sarah.” he moves to get up but i quickly catch his hand. “please, don’t tell her about this.” i beg quickly as he focus his gaze on my face.

“i won’t, you’re my girl. no matter what your secrets are safe with me.” a soft warmth spreads throughout me and i just nod softly. when he leaves the room i lay back feeling nauseous from my head ache, and the whirlwind of thoughts i had in my head.

after changing into some of sarahs clothes, which thankfully covered most of my bruises. “you know you can’t go home.”

i knew this, he didn’t need to remind me. “yes rafe i know this, im going back to john b’s im just stressing about what to tell my brother, okay! i dont need you telling me this every 5 seconds.” i snap as i sat up from his bed.

rubbing my face softly, “im sorry. i just...” a sigh escapes me, i should just leave. i stand up and glance around seeing my bag. “can i use your phone?”

rafe nods before handing it over, i type in kie’s number before dialing it. turning away from rafe, i wait for her to answer.

“hello?”

“kie.” i breathe out, “sel? where the hell are you, and who’s phone are you using.”

ignoring the questions, “i’ll explain later, just please can you pick me up from sarah’s.”

“you’re at sarahs? wha-” i interrupt her. “stop, please. ill explain once your here.” she sighs and tells me she’s on the way.

i bite my lip turning back to rafe who’s look was unreadable, “rafe-

“no it’s fine, do what you want selene.” he gruffs out before snatching his phone and keys before heading out. leaving me alone in his room, confusion and sadness over taking over.

this wasn’t how anything was suppose to play out, rafe was a stranger from afar. the ‘king kook’. nothing made sense anymore and it was drowning me alive.

instead i reach down softly, picking up my clothes. annoyance rang through me as i got reminded i have no phone anymore. i heard no noise so i slowly make my way down the stairs, ignoring the pain in my leg.

without even looking for rafe, i just walk out the door. the sun was blaring making me squint, walking towards the end of the driveway. i only ended up waiting for about 5 minutes until i see the all to familiar van pull up.

thankfully kie was alone as i got in, her gasp echoes through the air at her sight of me. “i know.” i mumble trying to keep the tears down, throwing my dirty clothes onto the floor.

“you didn’t answer any of ou-” she starts but i quickly cut her off. “i don’t have a phone anymore... it broke last night.” i pull down the visor taking a better look at myself.

i had a black eye, slightly swollen cheek, and a busted lip. honestly not that bad. “what the hell happened selene?” kie snaps making me stare out the window, asking myself the same thing.

“a lot...kie.” i mumble and she scoffs, “im gonna need more than that.”

i roll my eyes and shift my view back on her, “does jj know i called you?” she nods, “only that i was picking you up, not that you were at sarahs. which what the hell were you doing there?”

i sigh leaning back slightly, “i wasn’t there with sarah, kie. i-i was with rafe, but before you start.” i quickly rush out before rubbing my face softly, careful of the bruises.

“last night... i um i was walking right a-and these guys, tha-that owed my dad money.” a tear slides down my cheek making me harshly wipe it away. “they attacked me, a-and rafe wa-was there so-” kie interrupts me as i began sobbing.

“oh my god... sel.” she pulls the van over onto the side, few streets away from john b’s. i look at her through my tears, terrified of everything at this point. kie quickly pulls me into a hug, allowing me to sob into her.

“i-i dont know what to do, i am the oldest! i go-gotta get me and jay somewhere safe.” i pull away sniffling softly, wiping my tears with my shirt.

“hey, this isn’t all your responsibility. we will help, dont worry about jj he’s gonna be fine.” she tries to reassure but i still feel doubtful. “look if you want stay with me for a little, jj can stay with john b. plus im pretty sure my dad needs extra help, so you can pick up some extra shifts.”

she wipes my last tear, and i glance in her eyes with admiration. “thank you for always being there for me.” the confession was soft but enough for kie to rehug me.

as she pulls back and starts the car up, i fidget softly. “what do i tell jay?”

she sighs, “the truth... as bad as it seems i think you should.“ keeping quiet i knew she was right, i can’t hide anything from him. im glad though i can stay at kie’s, i can’t handle the situation with rafe right now anyways.

we pull up and the rest of the gang was chilling, making me even more nervous. pope’s eyes lands on me first, him sitting up with concern.

“selene?” he questions making everyone look at me. jj jumps up out of his seat, walking forward with so much furry.

“jj calm down.” i mutter as he got closer, “who did this?” he growls out, but i just pull him away from the group.

“please, stay calm. okay i’ll tell you everything, but please listen.” i beg the taller boy who resembles me so much. he stays quiet but loosens his tense gaze.

“last night, some guys dad o-owed money too...” i trail off motioning towards my face. “rafe cameron actually saved me and i stayed there last night, it was nothing i promise! he actually...helped?” shock still left me in awe.

obviously i wasn’t going to tell them every detail, but analyzing jj’s face he only nods. “i still dont fuckin’ like him, but im glad he was there. do you remember what the guys look like?” he keeps his voice down on the last part.

i shake my head no, which was a lie. they were burned in my memory. “i need you to stay at john b’s for a little, i’ll help with groceries and everything but you have to stay the fuck out of trouble okay!.”

he goes to speak but i cut him off, “im not finished, i will be at kie’s for a little. i will be working two jobs busting my ass for us a place; so for the love of god stay the hell out of trouble and get a part time job.”

with that i walk away from him and towards the group. “hey guys, who’s in the mood to get fucked up?”

the light shining bright on my face woke me slightly, a groan leaving my lips at the pounding headache. squinting slightly i see everyone still asleep around me, instead of waking up anyone i sit up quietly.

we all got piss drunk last night, and the place was a mess. i glance up at the clock on john b’s wall, 10:12 am. i get up and make ways around everyone to get to the spare room. i find my backpack, opening up to see my work clothes.

i switch the light on to the bathroom, thankful the power was back on over here. turning the shower on and hopping in, washing away everything that felt stuck on me. mentally more so, everytime i close my eyes it never leaves.

after getting dressed and covering my bruise the best i can, i walk out towards the living room. kie was up and on her phone, but the rest of the boys were asleep.

“hey baby.” i whisper softly at her, dropping down beside her. her hand rest on my arm lovingly, “when do you have work today?” she questions making me glance at her phone to see the time. 11:15.

“12, you think you can give me a ride?” she nods yawning, “yea, i need to go home anyways. my parents are on my ass.” we both get up, me grabbing my small purse to put the essentials in. still mad i have no phone right now.

the ride to work was nice, kie offer to pick me up. which i only responded with i’ll call her off the work phone. i love kie to death she instantly became one of my best friends, i just feel guilty for needing her help.

i pull my vape out as i stand off to the side, hitting it a few times before walking in. “selene!” the voice made me jump turning to look around. my sight lands on rafe, beside’s his car.

my mouth drops open, looking around nervously. “what are you doing here?” i make ways over to him, confusion written all over my face.

“im sorry about yesterday, so i got you something.” he mutters pulling out my phone from behind his back. “wh-what? i thought i dropped it bac-”

“i found it and got it fixed for you.” your eyes not even really on the phone, more so captured by rafe’s gaze on me. “i-i can’t accept this.” rafe only steps closer.

“call it um... me proving to you i really care for you, sel.” his left hand cups my jaw softly, my eyes never leaving his. “rafe...”

instead of finishing the sentence, he pulls me close kissing me differently this time. it wasn’t rough nor soft, it was as if he was making sure that only he could kiss me this way.

i pull back with a giggle, “rafe... i have work.” i motion towards the building behind me. “thank you though, for fixing my phone.” i smile up at him, his gaze on my lips still.

pecking them softly, he begins to back up. “text me on your break.” and with that im left with a fixed phone in hand, and a red tint across my face. what the hell?

shoving my vape in my pocket, i swipe open my phone. instantly texting jj and kie, my phone got returned somehow. not lies but still lying, i sigh and head inside.

before i reach the door, a text dings causing me to glance at it.

rafe: when are you free next?

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