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talesofesther · 2 years

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would you kiss me in a crowded room?

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: There was always a push and pull with Eddie. He'll kiss you in an abandoned corner of the library and then barely talk to you in the cafeteria, but will look like a kicked puppy if you so much as think about giving him a cold shoulder. You care for him, deeply, but sometimes, he confuses the shit out of you.

A/N: Let me say already that this is by no means my best work. It's just something I randomly wrote while bored, with a bit of Halloween spirit. Definitely not very proofread.

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The burn of vodka was unpleasant down your throat, still, you kept on drinking, tilting the red solo cup until the last drops of your drink were gone.

You didn't know whose house this was, honestly you didn't care. Halloween was one of your favorite holidays, and when a friend finds you a party to go to, you don't ask many questions. As a last-minute call, you snatched a long, black cloak and a witch's hat from your closet, pairing it with a dark dress you hadn't used in a few good years and a pair of boots so you had a costume.

The music was loud in your ears, you could feel the drums of it on your chest; the lights were dimmed inside, making it hard for you to avoid stepping on the many discarded cups that littered the floor whilst you danced. Tina held onto one of your hands, moving wildly around and taking you with her. She smelled of alcohol, you did too probably, but you knew for a fact that she drank twice as more as you did.

"You're making me dizzy," you giggled, holding onto her shoulder with your free hand.

"Come on, I feel like I'm dancing with a mummy, you're too stiff," the girl jumped on the spot as if to emphasize her point, the cat ears she had on her head bounced with the movement.

"You're the one that's too loose," you said, but followed her lead nonetheless.

You had long since lost count of how many hours had passed since you arrived when the house started to feel way too cramped. You desperately needed fresh air.

The backyard was huge, shiny pumpkins adorned the stone path that lead you to the pool and lounge chairs, there was a patch of grass with a few trees further back, fake spider webs and makeshift ghosts were hung up on the branches; it felt like a different world compared to the raging party inside. Just a few people stood outside, mostly ones that were too far gone on drinks, and, to your surprise, one Eddie Munson sulking in one of the lounge chairs, beneath the starry sky.

The leather of his jacket was shining with the few lights that surrounded the pool, he wasn't looking at you and you took that as an opportunity to look at him. His eyes were dark all around, eyeliner painting the lids, and he had fake blood down the corner of his lips and to his neck, all giving his skin a paler tone.

You smirked, the chilly wind made your cloak flutter around you, walking up to Eddie with one boot in front of the other, "vampire Eddie," his eyes shot quickly to you, a smile of his own already forming and only increasing yours, "I like it. Suits you."

Eddie leaned back on his palms, his eyes nothing but black orbs in the night as he looked you up and down. "A witch," he began, and you couldn't help but feel heat creeping up your neck because of his attention.

He got up, extending a hand to you and wiggling his fingers until you took it, only for him to turn you around so he could see you from all angles, "always knew you were magical, sweetheart."

Eddie's voice was all warm and sultry, sending a pleasant shiver down your back. You ducked your head, your hand still gently held up by his, "you flatter me, Munson."

"Nothing but the truth passes through these lips," as if there was a gravity field around you, Eddie lowered your hands only to intertwine his fingers with yours. He smiled something shy, a timid tilt of lips as the only telling against the confidence in his tone. "I wasn't expecting to see you here," he said, his free hand tugging on the edge of your cloak as if you'd slip away.

Maybe he knew you better than you gave him credit for. "Roll for perception?" You raised an eyebrow at him, letting go and stepping away to walk along the pool's edge.

You heard him groan, and then the quick steps that followed before his shoulder bumped yours as he fell into step with you. Personal space was not in Eddie's dictionary when it came to you, not that you minded.

"Come on, I was going to call, but I came for just a few sales, last minute thing," his curls bounced with his steps, lower lip caught between his teeth and eyebrows up as he looked at you through his lashes. Eddie was nervous. "Humour me," he tried.

"Like you wouldn't roll a natural twenty," you muttered under your breath, gazing at your reflection in the pool's water.

Eddie's fingertips grazed the top of your ear as he pushed back strands of hair. Only to see you better, he told himself. "You know I would," he kept his voice just as quiet, the music coming from inside the house almost clouded it.

Your eyes closed for a brief moment just so you could turn to him, just so you could take a breath and will your heart to calm down. "I came with a few friends," you shrugged, trying to placate him, "and they're probably wondering where I am, so…"

"Do you wanna come back with me?" Eddie blurted out before you could leave. "We can smoke or, I could play something for you, or- or just be together?"

The small smile you gave him then held no happiness at all. You grasped the collar of his jacket in one hand to hold him in place, just long enough so you could peck his lips. A kiss that could barely be called a kiss, it wasn't the first and wouldn't be the last. "See you around, Eddie." You squeezed his hand before you turned to leave in lieu of saying; I'm not mad, but two can play this game.

Eddie didn't fight it when you walked back into the house, but he should have. His lips still tingled with the ghost of your touch as he gripped at his hair, mumbling countless curses under his breath. He considered throwing himself into the pool, if anything, the coldness of the water would numb everything else he was feeling.

You played some bear pong, gave Tina a peck on the lips in a game of spin the bottle, and danced some more, anything to keep your mind busy. But it didn't take long for you to find Eddie again, he was leaning back on the kitchen counter, red cup in hand, and looking for something in the crowd.

The burn of vodka was unpleasant, but it gave you a dash of confidence you wouldn't dream of while sober. Granted, the colorful lights did little to kill the darkness of the house, and most people were already beyond remembering anything tomorrow morning.

So it was easy to mold your way amongst the bodies, to walk the rest of the way to the kitchen and to him, before you could think better of it.

Nonchalant as ever, you stopped beside Eddie without looking at him, picking up a skull-shaped candy and throwing it in your mouth.

You could feel him shuffling closer to you, the warmth of him blossoming a color in your heart you couldn't find anywhere else — much as you might try. Eddie took your hand, a bold move considering the crowded room, he brought it to his lips and kissed each knuckle. You still didn't look at him.

"Don't shut me out," his voice was so low compared to the banging of the music, you felt more than heard the shape of his words on your fingertips, "please."

Eddie spoke softly and looked at you even softer, his eyes were glistening bright with the colorful lights when you finally met them with your own. There was always a push and pull with Eddie. He'll kiss you in an abandoned corner of the library and then barely talk to you in the cafeteria; he won't call you to parties but will look like a kicked puppy if you so much as think about giving him a cold shoulder. You care for him, deeply, but sometimes, he confuses the shit out of you.

"I won't, when you don't give me a reason to." You snatched your hand back, ignoring how it tugged at your heartstrings.

Dark curls fell like a curtain over Eddie's eyes when he ducked his head, his fingers rhythmically tapping the counter beside him; "I was just… trying to give you an out."

"And who said I want one?"

"You should."

"That's not for you to decide," you said a bit harsher, causing Eddie to finally look at you again, his eyes twitching as he tried to hold your gaze. You sighed and took off your witch's hat, running a hand through your hair in frustration. "Whatever, I don't care," you shook your head and walked away, not looking back. Your feet carried you all the way to the front porch, as far away from Eddie as you could get.

You braced your hands on the railings, already considering walking back home because you were so done with this party.

"What's a pretty face doing here alone?"

An involuntary groan escaped you when you heard his voice, James or Josh or something else irrelevant was his name.

"'m not alone," you grumbled, stepping away when he invaded your space.

"Looks pretty alone to me." He smelled strongly of alcohol and weed, slurring his words as he reached for your waist. "Let's get a drink, sweet thing."

"No thanks, no company at all is much more appealing," you smiled all sweet, hoping he'd just give up.

"What's your problem?" Apparently not. He made to grab onto your arm, but ringed fingers caught hold of his first.

Of course, he followed you.

"She said no, man. Just drop it," Eddie said, steadily, as he subtly pushed the man away and stood in front of you.

"What's it to you, freak?" The guy puffed his chest out as she spat the words. "Mind your own business."

Part of you knew where this was going. You curled a finger around the belt loop of Eddie's jeans, tugging gently. "Eddie leave it, let's go."

Eddie chuckled, straightening his posture and standing a few inches taller than the guy, "oh I am, and why don't you mind your business, get in there, down a few more drinks, and do us all a favor and pass out, yeah?"

As much as you might like the protective side of Eddie, it was the wrong thing to say. The guy got red with anger, if anything for the sole reason of having someone talk back to him. Neither you nor Eddie saw his punch coming, fist colliding squarely with Eddie's cheek and nose.

A few sober-ish people gathered around quickly to hold him back, but the damage was already done. Eddie brought a hand up to his nose and felt wetness there, blood was dripping steadily from one nostril and mixing with the fake one from his makeup.

The crimson color made your stomach twist and turn, a knot forming in your throat. You grabbed the hand Eddie wasn't holding under his nose and started dragging him away from the party. He followed you blindly, his eyes were half-lidded because of the sharp pain.

Your boots crushed the damp lawn as you looked around, the music from inside the house growing lower and lower, "where's your van?"

"Just around the corner," he motioned to an empty street, far away from the prying eyes; it was barely illuminated by yellow street lights that had bugs chasing their warmth. A quiet corner of the world.

You stomped your way there, throwing your hat over the van's hood once you reached it. "The hell were you thinking? Taunting him like that, do you have a death wish?"

"I was thinking that he wasn't gonna give up on you that easy," Eddie pulled away his hand and grimaced at the sight. He could feel the metallic taste of blood on his upper lip.

"Oh, so you make him punch you?" You crossed your arms to keep yourself from reaching out, palms already slick with perspiration.

Eddie brushed the sleeve of his jacket under his nose, hissing at the sting it caused. He somewhat curled in on himself, too aware of your eyes not leaving him once, "I had it under control."

"Evidently," you scoffed and Eddie winced at your tone. It hurt you just as much. You sighed, leaned your head back — the dark sky was full of clouds, only a few stars peeking through, the wind only getting colder — and dropped the act.

You walked up to Eddie, all careful and slow just as you did with the stray cats you wanted to pet, raising both hands to cup his cheeks; "let me see that."

Eddie gulped when you touched him, growing stiff, as if bracing for a scolding. You saw his eyes get wet when your thumbs brushed his cheekbones, a tiny tear clinging to his lower lashes that you chose to ignore.

"I don't think it's broken," you took hold of your cloak, raising the ends of it to his nose. You gently cleaned away the blood, tracing the shape of his cupid's bow. Eddie scrunched his eyebrows when you touched the bridge of his nose and the reddish part of his cheek, whimpering a little. You muttered apologies under your breath.

The moment felt way more intimate than it should. Eddie reached for the hand you had on his other cheek, holding it in place when he kissed your palm.

You sighed. This guy.

You dropped your forehead to his shoulder in some sort of an awkward embrace; "you can't do shit like that, Eddie." You let go of your black cloak, sneaking your hand under his jacket, under his shirt, palm brushing the warm skin of his waist. "Can't get yourself hurt 'cause of me."

The music of the party, the crickets singing and the sizzling of the street lamps were nothing but background noise. Eddie kissed your temple, arms closing around your shoulders and pulling you closer; bits of the affection he had for you spilling more and more. "Did you mean it?"

You frowned, tracing random patterns on his back and feeling his goosebumps under your fingertips; "mean what?"

"That you-" he hesitated, as if the words were choking him. "That you don't care?"

Subconsciously, you squeezed him tighter, "of course not."

Eddie nodded, you felt it, an exaggerated motion to try and calm himself down. He tucked his head on your shoulder; "okay," the word came out so shaky you barely recognized it.

You pulled away and Eddie almost panicked, but you kept your hold on him, only moving to wipe away the last droplet of blood that escaped his nose; "I do care about you," you started, knowing damn well he needed to hear you say it to believe it. You traced the shape of his eyebrow with your thumb, all the way to his hairline to bury your fingers in his curls, trying to memorize every curve of him, "so much, Eddie. But you have to let me."

"I want to," he breathed, pupils were blown wide and shining bright as he cupped your cheek, rings cool against your skin. "More than anything, I want this," he said, to the way you clung to each other.

So what's stopping you? You silently asked with a tilt of your head.

The nervous energy bounced off of him as Eddie ran a tongue over his bottom lip. You're not sure if he knows it, but Eddie’s face plays out his emotions like a book. "But you shouldn't settle for someone like me." He said it quietly, as if speaking the words out loud would make you believe them too.

"Someone like you?" You let out a breathy chuckle, squishing his cheeks with both hands and forcing his eyes to not leave you. "Eddie you're such an easy one to love, you gotta know that. There's no one else I'd rather be with."

Though a single tear met the pad of your thumb, Eddie smiled, shape a bit crooked because of your hands; you dropped them to his hips again, waiting, wishing he wouldn't pull away.

He dug his teeth into his bottom lip, smiling something teary, hair bouncing when he nodded his head; "Yeah?"

The small word was filled with hope and desperation, almost making you tear up as well.

"Yeah." You'd tell him that every day if he asked you to.

With his heart almost beating out of his chest, Eddie leaned down, brushing his nose with yours. And any other coherent thoughts slipped his mind when his upper lip grazed yours. He caught your lips with his in no hurry, in a way he'd never done before; clinging to you with everything he had, eyebrows just a bit furrowed, and tilting his head to be as close as possible. You could feel him, in every sense of the word.

Eddie tasted like sunshine and chocolate and just a bit like blood; most of all, he tasted like the prettiest of promises.

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babydollmarauders · 9 months

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TIDAL WAVE — LUKE HUGHES

luke hughes x fem! reader

summary: in which Mark’s girlfriend and his best friend have a secret.

warnings: cheating, toxic/unwanted relationship(?), asshole-ish Mark at one point, NSFW!!, fingering, oral (f receiving), p in v (unprotected), choking/breath play, dirty talk, dom!Luke, please let me know if i missed any

notes: takes place at umich. this is less of a pure smut and more of an actual fic that just has smut. inspired by Tidal Wave by Chase Atlantic. (6.6k words)

i never meant for this to happen.

i didn’t go into this wanting to break Mark’s heart.

i was always the one who got cheated on.

i was never the cheater.

but then Luke happened.

he brought out a side of me that i never even thought i had.

Mark pushed us together, really. Luke needed a tutor, and Mark knew i had the highest grade in that class. he practically begged me to tutor his friend; make sure he kept his grade up high enough to continue playing hockey.

so, i said i would help.

Luke and i started meeting up during our free time. we would do our homework together, and i would talk him through the lesson and make sure he understood it all.

we started off with meetings at the library. then we switched to meeting at a diner; where we quickly learned that the new setting did not help in our studies. rather distracting us instead, which lead to less time being spent on homework, and more time spent getting to know each other.

through our diner meetings is where we learned that we had a lot in common. both being the youngest of three siblings, both loving movies and the same music, we became best friends. we lost our filters around each other, our conversations ranging anywhere from hockey to what we liked in bed.

maybe that’s where i should’ve stopped. i should’ve drawn the line when we got so close that we started talking about our nightly activities. me complaining about Mark being too gentle and never seemingly wanting to hook up, and him discussing the girls that he hooked up with at parties, confiding in me that most of them ended up asking him about his brothers after the act.

our meeting location eventually changed again, first to the dining room table at sophomore house, typically backgrounded with Mackie and Dylan playing video games. and finally, to his bedroom, where we had no interruptions. no loud friends playing games, no hustle and bustle of waitresses, no distracting noises from others in a library. it was just us and our textbooks.

but then December seventh happened. Mackie and Dylan had left for their afternoon classes, Mark and Ethan out at theirs, and Luke and i were left with the house to ourselves.

we started out good. we sat on his bed, textbooks and laptops in front of us. then we got off topic.

one second we were discussing the homework, and the next, i was telling him about how i faked an orgasm the night before and i was still frustrated.

i didn’t expect for him to offer to help me. or for him to kiss me. and i certainly didn’t expect to kiss him back, or for it to lead to what it did.

but it happened, and now i’m too deep in. my heart is split between my boyfriend and his best friend.

we kept up our charade the next semester. claiming we were studying together for our current shared class, because we were great at helping each other. but as soon as the house was empty, every wednesday without fail, we found ourselves tangled in his sheets.

we were good at keeping our activities on the down low, for the most part. the guys had noticed that he quit sleeping around, and Luke was partially honest; telling them that he had a regular thing with a girl he really liked, but he was cautious to never drop my name.

i was caught at a crossroads. break up with Mark, my boyfriend of over a year? or put a stop to my activities with Luke, the only guy who’s ever been able to satisfy my desires?

“babe, you okay?” i’m struck out of my thoughts, by my boyfriend, his hand coming down on my knee, not exactly rough, but certainly not gentle in his inebriated state.

“hmm?” i hum, turning my head to look at him beside me on the couch. “yeah, i’m fine.”

another Wolverines win meant i was stuck at another team party. top hits blast from the speakers around us, red solo cups in nearly everyone’s hand as they grind against each other.

the sophomore guys are crowded around the couch, playing a round of truth or dare, and i’m nestled up beside Mark, silently observing.

“okay.” Mark brushes off my out-of-character behavior, tuning back into the game.

“Hughesy, truth or dare?” Ethan smirks and Luke rolls his eyes, a crooked smile plastered across his lips.

“truth.” the guys ‘boo’ him, but he lets their disappointment run off his back. “i’m not doing an Eddy dare.”

“fine.” Ethan groans, stopping for a moment to think before his face lights up, and i know he’s about to ask something he desperately wants the answer to. “who’s the mystery girl that’s put an end to your fuckboy ways, Hughesy?”

my body stiffens as Luke’s smile drops, his gaze flickering towards me so fast that no one else would’ve caught it.

“nice try.” he laughs the question off, sticking his middle finger up at his teammate. “i’m not telling you.”

“c’mon bro!” Dylan eggs on, nudging his friends knee.

“we just wanna makes sure she’s good enough for you!” Mark chimes in from his spot next to me, drawing Luke’s attention towards us. he looks straight into my eyes before he faces my boyfriend.

“trust me, you’d think she’s plenty good enough.” he tells him, a smirk drawn on his face. at his next words, i bite my lip so hard, i think i may draw blood. “you’d really like her.”

the guys howl, clapping their teammate on the back as he turns bashful under my gaze. his head drops down, a blush coating his cheeks before he stands up, a sound of disapproval falling over the group.

“i’m just going to get another drink.” he laughs, shaking his head. “anyone need anything?”

a chorus of ‘no’s and ‘i’m good’s come from the guys, and Luke looks at me.

“you need anything, y/n?” i grow small under his stare, shy and meek.

“yeah, i need a refill.” i shake my empty cup and rise to my feet. “but i can get it.”

i turn back to inform Mark that i’ll be right back, but he’s paying no attention to me. already wrapped up in a conversation with Mackie about some video game.

i heave out a sigh, slightly embarrassed, and face forward once more, only to find Luke still waiting for me with pity filled eyes.

we walk together to the empty kitchen, everyone spread out around the rest of the house, only wandering in here to grab another beer and leave.

“you’re playing a dangerous game, Luke.” i speak up as i pour a concoction of sprite and pink whitney into my cup. “he could catch on.”

he shakes his head, chuckling. “they’re too drunk to catch on.”

“regardless,” i sigh, looking over at him as he pours another jack and coke, my hip leaning against the counter. “we have rules for a reason, Luke. you can’t do what you did in there. looking at me before you answer. those vague hints to Mark. it’s like you’re asking for us to get caught.”

“i say fuck the rules.” shrugging, he turns to face me. “let ‘em find out.”

“Lu-”

“you deserve better, y/n.” he cuts me off, and i squeeze my eyes shut at his words. “i mean, he isn’t even paying any attention to you. he rarely ever does.”

“stop-” but he doesn’t.

“you deserve someone who pays attention to you. you deserve someone who knows you. inside and out.” i huff out a chuckle at his innuendo, but tears sting my eyes, threatening to spill over.

“i can’t, Luke. i just— i can’t.” i sniffle. blinking back the tears. “you don’t understand. our parents set us up, they think we’re good for each other. and if i break up with him— if i break up with him, my parents will blame me for ruining their friendship with his parents.”

“is their dream of having their children date and marry so that your families can be intertwined, really more important than your happiness?”

Luke’s hand lays upon mine on the counter. “because i’m sure it’s not. i’m sure they’d understand that you guys just weren’t meant for each other.”

i shake my head, adamant about my answer.

“no, i don’t think they would.” i huff. “our moms have practically planned our wedding from the moment Mark and i were born. you should’ve seen their reaction when we said we’d give a relationship a try. they basically straight out told us that we couldn’t just try, we had to last, because if we don’t, then we fucked up their friendship.”

Luke opens his mouth again to speak, but he’s cut off by Ethan stepping into the kitchen. i pull my hand back from the counter as if someone lit it on fire, stepping back from Luke as though to not seem suspicious.

“hey, y/n, you may wanna go in there. Mark is drunk, and you know what that means.” Ethan grimaces and i nod.

he’s hitting on other girls.

i thank him for telling me as i set my cup down, walking out of the kitchen and sparing a glance back at Luke, who watches me leave.

“c’mon, Marky.” i plaster on a fake smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes as i find my boyfriend. he’s locked in a conversation with a blonde that i’ve seen in one of my classes, pulling out all his best tricks in order to try and charm her. “let’s go up to your room.”

“no thanks, mini. i’m good.” my entire demeanor deflates as i watch him brush me off, but somehow the nickname usage slightly makes up for it.

“Mark, you’re drunk and you’re hitting on other girls, let’s go.” i try and speak with confidence, but my voice fails me; wavering on my last words. the blonde girl cringes, walking away when she realizes that he’s spoken for.

“mini, you’re killing my game.” he groans, finally turning to look at me.

“i’m your girlfriend, the only game you’re supposed to have is with me.” i sigh. “let’s go. you need to sleep off the alcohol.”

he whines, giving in and taking my hand, allowing me to lead him up the stairs and away from the bustling party.

i hate having to intervene when this happens, because i know i’m no better than he is. except i’m actually sleeping with someone else, he’s just trying to.

but our friends would be too suspicious if i didn’t stop him.

“i wish we had just stayed best friends.” he grumbles, not for the first time since we started dating. “dating you is one of the biggest mistakes i’ve made. we were so much better as friends.”

tears spring to my eyes, and unlike ten minutes ago, i let these ones fall.

he’s been doing the same thing— and saying the same words— since a mere month into our relationship, and i desperately wish i could disagree with him.

“trust me, the sentiment is shared.” i whisper to myself as we reach his room.

i push his door open, ushering him inside and watching as he lays down in the bed and lets out a yawn. i follow in behind him, shutting the door before i help him out of his clothes and into pajamas.

laying in the bed, he curls up against me, his head on my stomach as my hand rakes through his hair; lulling him to sleep.

why do things have to be so complicated?

i don’t see Luke again until wednesday. each time i’m at the house, he’s nowhere to be found. either in his room, or out with one of the guys.

in all honesty, i wasn’t even sure if we were still on for our ‘study session’ today. but i showed up anyway, loaded down with my backpack and a ton of stress from my morning classes.

“hey, y/n.” Mackie opens the front door, letting me walk in past him. “Luke’s in his room.”

i nod, eyeing him as he walks over and drops down on the couch beside Ethan, resuming their video game.

“don’t you guys have class?” i question, inching my way towards the stairs.

Ethan shakes his head, his eyes never leaving the tv screen. “canceled. professor is sick.”

i nod, bidding them a ‘see you later’ as i make my way up the stairs to Luke’s room.

his door is shut, but i don’t bother knocking, instead barging in as i have many times before. Luke is standing in front of his closet, a towel wrapped around his waist and his wet curls dripping water down his back. he spins around at the sound of his door opening and shutting, but relaxes once he realizes it’s just me.

i scan his body, my gaze lingering on his abs before i halt altogether at his exposed v-line from the low-hanging towel. my bottom lip catches between my teeth and it takes me a second to remember what oxygen is and why i need it.

snapping out of my sexually charged trance when i see his abs flex from his laughter, my eyes snap back up to his face, where a smirk rests.

“would you like me to take the towel off or do you just wanna keep undressing me with your eyes?” he teases, ultimately choosing to forgo a shirt and just grab a pair of sweatpants from one of his drawers.

“why didn’t you tell me Mackie and Ethan are staying home?” i hiss. “i wouldn’t’ve come!”

i rid myself of my backpack, dropping it on his bed as he puts the sweatpants on, hanging up his towel on his closet doorknob.

“precisely.” he winks. “you wouldn’t have come.”

retrieving my textbook and laptop from my bag, i roll my eyes at his double entendre and take a seat criss-cross on the floor at the foot of his bed. he follows suit with his own laptop.

“i’m serious, Luke. i would’ve just went back to my dorm. i don’t actually have any homework until next week and i didn’t plan on doing any today.” i pout, glancing over at him as he takes his seat beside me, so close that my knee brushes against his thigh. “now i have to.”

“i mean, you don’t have to.” he shrugs, his arm snaking around my waist. he uses it to pull me towards him, maneuvering my body so i’m straddling him. “been thinking about you all week, baby.”

“yeah?”

my cheeks flush as he nods, his eyes dark with lust as he leans forward to kiss me. his lips are soft against mine, tasting of toothpaste, which blends perfectly with my peppermint chapstick.

he grabs a handful of my ass, taking advantage of my resulting gasp in order to slip his tongue past my lips.

his fingers play with the hem of my tank top, pulling away to pull the shirt over my head, leaving my chest bare. he slides me off of him, my legs now across his lap, my butt pressed against the side of his thigh.

he dips down to attach his lips to mine again and one of his hands grips my hip, pulling me closer so that my breasts press against his shirtless chest, his other hand sliding up to cup the back of my neck. while both of mine are tangled in his wet hair, slightly tugging at the curls at the nape of his neck.

his lips abandon mine in favor of leaving open mouthed kisses down my jawline, smirking against my skin at the sound of my quiet moans.

“Luke, you gotta stop.” i can barely get the words out, both from the pleasure that wracks my body as his tongue swirls my pulse point, and from the lack of desire to stop.

“hmm why?” he mumbles against my skin, not easing in his attack against my neck, but careful not to leave any marks.

“because the boys are right downstairs.” i remind him. “and no matter how much we’ll want to, we can’t go any further because your bed creaks and they’ll hear it.”

he pulls back to look me in the eyes, his hand sliding around so that it now provides a gentle stable grip on my throat. he uses that touch to slowly lower my body down, simultaneously removing his legs from beneath mine and hovering above me, holding himself up with the hand not currently wrapped around my throat.

“we don’t have to use the bed, baby.” his tone is low and dripping with sex, making me clench my thighs together at the sound.

i suck in a deep gasp as my bare skin touches the cold hardwood floor, my back arching and my chest pressing against his arm, which he uses to push my body down until i lay flat. i can feel my panties dampen at the lust that darkens his eyes when he feels me breathe in against his grip.

he lowers himself down above me, his body pressing grazing lightly between my now spread legs, as his lips attach to my breast, leaving wet kisses at the top of it. his hand slides down from my throat to let him thumb circle my other nipple, and i have to bite down on my lip in order to keep quiet.

“Luke.” i whisper out a moan, and he chuckles against my breast. his tongue kitten licks my nipple before his lips close around it, sucking gently and letting his teeth scrape incredibly lightly against it.

my hips buck up against him, finding friction against his abs, but he pulls away. he sits back on his knees, his fingers coming down to play with the waist band of my skirt, looking down at me in search of my approval. at my nod, his fingers sink into the fabric, pulling both the skirt and my underwear down my legs.

he flings the fabric to the side, neither of us paying attention to where they end up; too wrapped up in each other.

his gaze sinks downward to my glistening cunt, biting his lip as he drags his middle and ring fingers through the wetness. my body twitches as he brushes over my clit, already swollen with arousal. one side of his lips curls upwards into a smirk.

“look at you. such a good girl for me.” i nod my head at his words, attempting to grind down harder onto his fingertips, that have halted on my clit, providing just enough pressure for me to feel it. “so wet already.”

i whimper quietly and Luke fakes a pout, mocking my sound.

“you want me, darling?” he pushes down just a little harder on my clit and i sigh, my legs falling open a little more.

“yes.” i whisper. “yes, please, Luke, ple-.”

my words die off as he slips one finger inside of me, pumping it in and out slowly, and crooking it up to hit my g-spot.

my mouth forms an ‘o’, my eyes rolling back before fluttering shut. his other hand snakes up to provide weight upon my throat, applying just enough pressure to make it a little harder for me to breathe, but not impossible.

i seal my lips, placing a hand over my mouth to keep myself from crying out as he adds a second finger. as he pumps his fingers, he presses the heel of his palm against my clit, and the dual stimulation in addition to the choking has my face going red; my head dizzying.

Luke’s grip leaves my neck, allowing me to breathe a bit easier, and i open my eyes to see him hovering above me. his gaze flickers down to the hand that covers my mouth and i move it, his head dipping to press his lips against mine.

his hand that’s between my legs never eases up, only speeding its pace as he adds a third finger, and i can feel my release edging closer and closer as i begin to grind myself down onto his fingers.

my cries are muffled by his lips, swallowed by him while his tongue pushes against mine. he pulls back, his eyes scanning my face.

“that’s it, darling.” he coos, his nose nudging against mine, my hips still moving against his fingers. “ride my fingers.”

the chuckle he lets out, as i continue to obey his words, is dark. he slides down my body, lowering himself fully now to be laying on his stomach on the floor; his face so close that i can feel his hot breath on my cunt.

his fingers persist in their mission to get me off as he begins flicking his tongue against my clit, and i’m barely able to cover my mouth before i let out a high pitched moan. his lips enclose around the bundle of nerves, sucking and flicking, but never ceasing the motions of his fingers inside of me.

my legs snap shut as my orgasm quickly approaches, but he just uses his free hand to pry them open; hooking his arm under my thigh and holding it open so he can continue his assault between my legs.

“open up, darlin’.” he mutters against me, and the vibrations send me.

my breath catches in my throat, my eyes rolling back, and my toes scrunching as i come around his fingers, my hand dropping down to tangle in his curls, holding him in place as i ride out my orgasm.

my back arches as he sticks his tongue out, letting me grind against it, while his fingers still pump in and out of me, crooking up in a ‘come here’ motion.

i stop moving as i come down from my high, my body falling limp as i pant to catch my breath. Luke sits up, looking into my eyes as he sucks his fingers clean of my cum, humming at the taste.

“you taste so good.” he tells me. leaning over to kiss me, his tongue licks against mine, spreading the taste. “i don’t wanna share you anymore, baby.”

my eyes fall closed at his confession, finding it unfair of him to say when i’m still reeling from my climax.

“Luke,” i sigh, but he kisses me again, cutting me off and refusing to let me deny him of his request.

“he might kick my ass when he finds out, but i’ll take that beating.” he mumbles against my lips. “just let me take care of you. let me love you the way you deserve.”

his words are enticing, and in my fuzzy mind, unable to think clearly, they make sense.

“okay.” my response makes him smile and he eagerly presses a kiss against my lips.

“yeah?” he begins peppering kisses down my throat. “you gonna breakup with him?”

another kiss.

“let me take you out on a date?”

he sucks gently at a spot behind my ear.

“let me love you outside of these four walls?”

i nod, my head tipping back to allow him better access.

“good girl.” he whispers in my ear, his breath against it making me shiver.

his lips find mine again, his body hovering over mine, and i let my hands explore, dragging down over his abs until they reach his sweatpants. i rub his erection through the gray fabric, making him thrust into my hand.

“don’t start something you’re not ready to finish yet, darling.” he mutters, his voice strained from holding back.

“who said i’m not ready?” i ask him, voice sultry as i peer up with innocent eyes. “i’ve had a few minutes to recover.”

his head drops into my neck, groaning lowly as my hand strokes him through his sweatpants.

“you want me to fuck you?” he asks, biting gently at my shoulder. “want me to bury this cock so deep in your pussy?”

“yes.” i gasp, my heart racing and my core throbbing at the thought. “want you to fuck me so good.”

“okay, darling.” he nods in permission and i pull his sweatpants down, letting his erection spring free. he moves away to take them off completely, and i clench around nothing at the sight of him.

he lowers himself between my thighs, gripping the base of his cock and rubbing it over my clit twice before h lines himself up with my entrance. my hips involuntarily jerk, resulting in his tip pushing in, and he takes that sign to finally bury himself inside of me.

he pushes in painfully slow, hissing at the feeling of my walls encompassing him.

“you’re so tight.” he speaks through a clenched jaw, watching my face scrunch in pleasure as he pushes in, stretching me out inch by inch until his full length is inside of me. “you feel like heaven.”

he doesn’t move, letting me adjust to size, kissing me as he does so, but it doesn’t take more than a moment before i’m speaking against his lips.

“please, move.”

at my request, his hips pull back before snapping back in. my hands fly to his back, my nails digging in as he thrusts in and out of me. i cry out against his shoulder, his face dropped down in my neck, and i pray to whatever higher being, that the boys are still downstairs with their video game blasting; drowning out the noise of skin slapping and our sounds of pleasure.

“faster, Luke.” i whine, pressing a kiss to his neck.

he speeds up his strokes, and i choke out a moan at the same time that he grunts, pulling out all the way and then snapping his hips to harshly thrust in.

my nails scratch down his back, surely leaving marks, and he moans quietly at the feeling, pulling his head out of the crook of my neck in order to look at my face. i’m certain that i look like a mess; my face red, my jaw dropped open, and my hair spread across the floor behind me, but i can’t find it in myself to care.

“you’re beautiful.” he mutters, dipping down to kiss me. i bite at his bottom lip, resulting in a loud groan entering my mouth from his.

Luke pulls away, sitting up and gripping my hips as he begins to pound into me. my hips chase his, and one of his hands leaves my body. grabbing a stray pillow from the end of his bed, he lifts my hips, settling the pillow underneath me before lowering me back down on top of it.

the new angle has my eyes squeezing shut, my hands rising to clutch at my breasts in attempt to ground myself from the immense pleasure. i can feel his tip hitting against my g-spot, making me legs begin to shake.

my walls clench around him and i can feel his hips stutter, his thrusts getting sloppier as he chases his high, and in attempt to help me reach my second orgasm, his hand comes down to gently push against my lower stomach.

tears build in my eyes and i stare up at him, finding satisfaction in watching him concentrate. his abs flex as he slightly hovers back over me, just enough so that he can reach my neck, and his hand wraps around it. my heart leaps in my chest in response to the pressure that he applies, cutting off my airflow for a moment before easing up just enough that i can breathe if i really need to.

i can myself getting lightheaded, a result of the stimulation and the lack of oxygen, and his grip slackens, allowing me to gasp in a breath or two before he repeats the process.

my legs shake, my back arching and my pussy clenching around him as i finally reach my peak, coming on his cock. it only takes a few more sloppy thrusts before Luke is freezing, hips stuttering.

“fuck, i’m gonna come.” he moans quietly, and i buck my hips up to fuck onto him, silently letting him know its okay while i’m still catching my breath.

the movement of my hips spurs on his orgasm, his head dropping back as he comes inside of me.

he falls forward, his body collapsing on top of mine. we stay like that for a few moments, catching our breath, before he slips out of me, causing a whine to escape my lips as he rolls onto the floor next to me.

my head lolls to the side, staring at him as he sucks in deep breaths, and in the post-sex haze, i can’t help but grin at the thought of he and i on a real date. my mind wanders, fantasizing about him picking me up from my dorm, flowers in hand, and taking me out to dinner or a movie.

but it all comes crashing down when i register the severity of what we’ve just done.

we had sex, with other people here. people who know my boyfriend. people who granted, may not be the most observant, but i’m sure would still recognize the sound of sex if they heard it.

“shit!” i curse, sitting up and scanning the room for my clothes.

“hey, what— what are you doing?” Luke asks from his spot on the floor, leaning back on his hands, watching as i pull my clothes back on.

“well, first i have to pee.” i start, glancing over at him. “and then, i need to peek downstairs and make sure dumb and dumber didn’t hear anything.”

he opens his mouth to speak but i cut him off. “god, that was so stupid. we could’ve gotten caught.”

his face deflates, his lips downturning in a frown as he nods.

“right.” he grits out, and i stop in my movements, tank top and underwear on, but skirt still in my grasp.

“hey.” i coo, walking over and dropping down his lap, setting my skirt beside us in favor of cupping his face. “it was just risky of us to do, is all. i don’t regret it, and i don’t regret you.”

he peers at me from behind his lashes, his eyes fluttering closed as i press sweet kisses to his cheeks before locking my lips with his.

“okay.” he nods in understanding.

“you’re the best thing to ever happen to me, Lukey. i don’t want you to think that i regret anything.” i give him another peck. “i just— i don’t want this getting back to Mark.”

another nod, but then the corners of his lips curl up in a small smile.

“at least not until you break up with him.”

shit. i did say i would do that, didn’t i?

“Luke…” i trail off and his smile drops.

“you’re not gonna do it, are you?” he asks sadly. “it was just an empty, heat of the moment promise.”

“no.” i shake my head, my hands running through the back of his curls. “i’m gonna do it.”

i’m firm in my answer, having had enough of not having him in my arms, publicly.

“i just don’t know how.” i confess. “i’ve never broken up with someone, i’ve always been the one being broken up with. and i have to figure out how to do it without him getting pissed at me, so we can stay friends and hopefully we can break the news to our parents together.”

“you can do it.” Luke encourages, straining his neck to kiss my forehead. “you and your big, smart brain will figure out a way.”

a giggle escapes past my parted lips, and i rise from his lap, finally stepping into my skirt.

“i’ll be right back.” i whisper and he sends me a thumbs up as he pulls his sweatpants back on.

slipping out of the bedroom, i go straight across the hall to the bathroom, doing my business and making sure i don’t look like i just got railed, before i finally tiptoe halfway down the stairs. i peer over the banister, finding Mackie and Ethan still wrapped up in their video game, seemingly oblivious to the actions that happened right above their heads.

thank god.

it’s not until sunday that i’m able to get Mark alone at the diner, having needed thursday to think of how to break the news, and friday and saturday being game days, in which Mark is incredibly meticulous about his schedule.

i’m sat in a booth, nursing an orange juice as i wait for my boyfriend to arrive, my head perking up every time the entrance bell rings.

finally, in he walks, a beanie on his head and his university of michigan letterman jacket resting upon his shoulders, slipping his phone in his pocket. he smiles when he sees me, stalking over and dropping into the seat across from me.

“hey, mini.” he grins, leaning over the table to press a kiss to my cheek.

“hi, Marky.” my voice is weak, but i do my best to mask it with a smile.

“what’s wrong?” my brows furrow at his words.

“what? what do you mean?” i question, and his eyes flicker down to my cup.

“you’re drinking orange juice,” he laughs, taking the cup from my grasp to take a sip. “you only drink orange juice when you’re sad.”

he knows me too well.

“Mark-” before i can get into my speech of how this relationship isn’t working for either of us and that we should go back to being just friends, my phone buzzes with a reminder notification and i sigh. “sorry, one sec.”

digging through my tote bag, i pull out my birth control, popping a pill out of the sleeve and swallowing it, washing it down with my juice.

“why do you even take that anyway?” Mark scrunches his nose, and i’m sure i look like a deer in headlights when his eyes meet mine. “we barely even hook up, and i wear protection when we do.”

“birth control has more uses than just… controlling birth.” i remind him. “it helps regulate my periods and ease my cramps and-”

“makes sure Luke doesn’t get you pregnant?” his words are like a slap to the face, shocking me, regardless of the soft tone that he says them in.

“what?” i gape, my eyes wide and my lips parted “i-”

i’m rendered speechless. unsure of what to say. i refuse to deny the claim, because it’s true, and i’m sick of lying. but also not wanting to confirm, in fear of upsetting him.

“it’s alright, mini.” he shrugs. “i found out last month. came home to grab a textbook for my next class and heard you guys going at it.

“i was a bit shocked, but i understood.”

i open my mouth, ready to speak, but he cuts me off.

“he’s good for you. i can see that you guys really like each other, and i can’t blame you. i was a pretty shitty boyfriend, wasn’t i? but, i was an even shittier best friend. i’m the one who convinced you to give us a try. and then, only a month later, when i realized how much better we were before dating, instead of just breaking up with you and facing the consequences, i dragged it out for over a year.

“i kept you in a loveless relationship, just because i was scared of what our parents would say.” he scoffs, shaking his head.

my hand slides over on the table to grasp his. “Mark.”

“but, if you wanna be with Luke, i’m okay with that. i should’ve just ended this when i knew that we weren’t right for each other like that.”

my gentle touch turns sour as i smack his hand lightly, finally getting him to shut up.

“Mark, would you stop?” i sigh. “god, you have me feeling guiltier than i already felt. which is valid, i was a shitty girlfriend too.

“i could’ve broken up with you too. i guess we were both too afraid to hear the ‘you fucked up’ speech from our parents. but instead of just taking the loss, i cheated. and nothing can excuse that. no matter how much you and i knew that we weren’t right for each other, i still slept with Luke while we were together, and i’m so sorry for that, Mark. and i would understand if you were pissed at me and you never wanted to see me again. but i really hope that maybe you can forgive me, and we can just go back to being friends, because i’ve really missed my best friend.”

salty tears coat my cheeks as i sniffle, looking into Mark’s red rimmed and slightly puffy eyes from his own tears.

“i’d really like that.” he nods, giving me a soft smile. “and we can tell our parents together. maybe if we tell them that the break up wasn’t messy and we’re still best friends, it won’t be as bad.”

“oh thank god! i really hope so, because i don’t want us to be on the receiving end of our parents wrath forever.” i respond, making him chuckle. “so… is this like a mutual break up or…?”

“oh no- i dumped you. i definitely dumped you.” he jokes and i abrupt with laughter, a snort leaving my lips which causes him to laugh as well.

Mark and i walk back to sophomore house together, his arm draped over my shoulder and tears in our eyes from laughing at our own jokes. and for the first time in a year, i feel immense happiness in his presence.

Mark opens the door when we arrive, allowing me to step through and shed my jacket as he follows behind me, doing the same before his arm wraps back over my shoulder. we turn to find at least half the hockey team piled around the living room, a hockey game playing on the tv and snacks scattered all over the coffee table.

most of them only glance up at our arrival, waving or muttering a ‘hey’, before their sights set back on the screen, but Luke’s gaze settles on us, his eyes unmoving. i can see his face drop at the sight of Mark’s touch on me, and i glance up at Mark to see him already looking down at me with a smile. he nods, giving me his approval, and that’s all it takes.

i shed his arm off of me, stalking over to Luke and standing in front of his spot on the couch. he watches me with wary eyes, his expression stony, until i crawl onto him, my legs on either side of his lap. my hands cup the back of his neck, using my grip to pull his face up to mine.

“what the fuck are you doing?” he whispers, but i ignore him, lowering my lips to his.

his hands squeeze at my hips, his lips moving against mine, and i can hear the other boys in the room whispering a chorus of ‘what the fuck’s and ‘oh my god’s and even Rutgers ‘yo, what the hell did i miss’, but i tune them out.

pulling back, a smile paints across Luke’s lips, his gaze flickering to Mark, who i turn back and see grinning at us.

“i take it it went well?” Luke asks me, his nose nudging against mine as i turn back to face him.

“it went great.” i tell him. “he wasn’t mad. in fact, we facetimed our parents and told them together. they were pretty mad, but generally understanding when we told them that we’re still best friends.”

Luke’s arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him in excitement.

“hey.” Mark calls out, gaining Luke and i’s attention once more. “treat her good.”

i roll my eyes at his warning, but Luke just grins.

“i’ll give her the world.”

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Trafalgar Law x f!reader

tw : angst. angst. angst. just angst. SFW

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a/n : Law is a foolish man. Interaction with the Straw Hat Pirates. I'm not good at writing summary, sorry ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) And I'm sorry for the grammar error. Actually I've been thinking so hard, should I make it a happy ending or not. But... Oh well...

It's best to read this while listening to :

❆ Taylor Swift - You're Losing Me (From The Vault)

❆ Bruno Mars - It Will Rain

❆ Paloma Faith - Only Love Can Hurt Like This

Enjoy ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

Law used to smile to you like that.

Law used to gave lingering touch to you like that.

Law used to sits next to you like that.

Your heart used to beats faster when you were with him.

But one day, everything suddenly change. You want to ask him why, but sadly you're just his crewmate. Law is your captain. Nothing special between you.

Even though he is your captain, you will give your life for him in a heartbeat. Maybe for Law it's just a natural things to do. Yes, another crewmates will also give their life to protect their captain. What's so special with you giving your life for him too? Nothing.

One day on midnight, it's your turn to on watch. You bump to Law on the hallway. There's some sweet perfume wafts from his body. You clench your fist, greeting him with a smile, "Captain." And off you goes, not wanting to hear any responses from him.

The next week when Polar Tang docked at an island for supplies. You bump at Law again at dawn. You can see a red mark on his neck. You just smile and greets him, "Morning, Captain." And you walk away.

You walk fast to bathroom, letting out whatever it is in your stomach. Slouching on the sink, gripping your arms tightly, you cry in silent. You don't want anybody to finds out.

From that day onwards, you made up your mind. Shoving that feelings deep down, sealing it on your pandora box, throw away the key far far away.

You act like a true crewmate, no feelings attached. Every mornings you wake up, you will perfecting your smile in front of the mirror. You train the muscle really hard, you must to make it as natural as possible. So no one knows it's fake. It has to be perfect.

No eye contact. You will answer Law question short and sharp. Giving your best smile without meeting his eyes.

No lingering touches. You will keep your distance an arm length from Law. As natural as possible. Even you try to eat first or later to not sit at his side.

Week turns to month.

Until one day, you witness it with your own eyes. When you leave the bar and want to go back to Polar Tang, you see him. Your beloved captain, Trafalgar Law, walks to a motel with a woman. His hand on the woman waist.

Your body trembling. Your head dizzy. You want to let out the beers you drank out from your throat, tears are threatening to falls. You clench your fist until it's turning white.

Sachi, Penguin and Bepo walks out from the bar, want to follows you back to the sub. But they halt their steps. Following the direction of your gaze.

They knew. Knew Law been to the bar. They knew there's always a girl at his side. They've confront him about this, but he told them to shut up, Law told them to not meddle his personal life.

You take a deep breath and blinks away the tears. And you start walking back to sub.

The man that you loved for years, breaks your heart to pieces. You even haven't confess to Law. Yet you already has the answer.

Then what's the point to stay at here? Why you have to torture yourself more than this? The answer is clear. You chuckle to yourself. Why are you so foolish. You're just a crewmate. Even if you're gone they won't make a fuss.

"Let's just wait for another chance." You thought to yourself.

That night, your heart losing it beats. It's not beating faster when you think about Law anymore. When you wake up with tears stain on your pillow, you lost your voice.

Strangely you're not panicking. Because you remember you read it on a book at Chopper's library, it can due to trauma or it can be from shock that your brain or heart produce.

The others panics. The trio runs to Law, telling him about you lost your voice. Law's face darkened hearing the news. Law immediately rushing to you.

"What happened?" Law try to reach your arm, but you take a step back. Avoiding his touch.

Don't touch me with those filthy hands. Those hands that touched other women.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath, you smile and shrug. You write on the sketchbook "No need to panic." And you walks away from him resuming your duty.

Law just stand there, stunned. He remember this scenes long ago. Just like Cora-san when they first met. But are you really lost your voice? It can be you just faking it like Cora-san.

The trio know what Law's been thinking, Sachi breaks the silence "No, Captain. It's real."

Penguin chime in, "We already check on her, we try to prove it. It's real."

Bepo just start to panic and want to cry.

Law's minds been busy, thinking the way out to get your voice back.

But Law doesn't know about your plan.

You know Law's sleeping schedule, mostly Law will be at his office until morning. He rarely sleeps on his bed. Before dawn you slip something under his bedroom door.

While the other are busy getting ready to submerge, you walk out slowly without making any sounds to avoid bumping to other crews. Off to the fresh dawn air. Then you see a merchant ship docked at the harbor not that far, they starts to pulling their anchor.

You start to run faster to the merchant ship, after you reach them you write to them that you need a lift to another island to find your "husband". They agree to help you and they start to sail.

You look back again to the direction where the yellow sub docked behind a hill, the place that been home for you for years. The place full of happy and sad times. The place where your loved one is. The place where your heart used to beats full in love there.

You left your home. You left your family. You left the man you loved. You left your heart there.

When Law enter his bedroom, he step on something. He picks up a piece of paper and open it. His eyes widened and he start to search for you in every corner. Even your room is empty though your belongings still there. Law can't find you anywhere.

"Hakugan! How long have we been submerged?" Law slams the control room door, out of breath.

"Around six hours, Captain." Hakugan clench his heart, shock with the sudden burst and scared if he makes any mistake.

"Fuck! Turn back! Turn back to the island! NOW!" Law is furious now. How can he oversleep until this late? If only he didn’t stayed up late last night.

Sachi runs and stumbling at the door, "The letter... Captain.." Sachi tries to catch his breaths because he runs as fast as he can.

Penguin arrive behind Sachi, holding out the letter, "We found this."

Law snatch the letter and read it. It contains a simple words,

Thank you for the memories ꨄ︎

There's no doubt in it. This is your handwriting. The handwriting that Law always brush lovingly and memorize. The same handwriting on your letter that you left for him.

I loved you.

Law yell the order to Hakugan again, "Turn back to the island!" He walks back to his room, Sachi and Penguin follow behind him. When Law open his door, he rush in and slam the door right in front of Sachi and Penguin face. He doesn't need any lectures now.

He slides down from the door, sitting and read your letters again. The letter for him, I loved you. Loved. That means you don't love him anymore? Did he made a mistake? All of this is his fault? He stare hard on your letter, LOVED.

And suddenly a droplet of water stain the letter. Law choke on his own tears. He want to scream, he want to rips his hair off. But he can't. He punch the door in frustration, there a small yelp behind the door that goes unnoticed by him.

Six hours. Law prays that you're still at the island. He will take you back no matter what. If you ask him the reasons, he will tell you. He will tell you everything you want to knows. As long as it can takes you back to him. He will tell you his true feelings, his feelings toward you. He will do everything, anything. For you. He will make it right this time.

When Law arrive at the island he waste no time to cast his power. He use all of his energy to cast a big "ROOM" that envelopes the whole island. He close his eyes, he wish, he hope, he prays that you will appear in front of him. And he cast the "Shambles".

None.

Nothing.

You don't appear in front of him.

He tries, tries, and tries again.

Penguin grabs Law shoulder, "She's gone, Law. She's left. Let's go back inside."

That moment, Law feels like his heart being torn apart to pieces. It's all his fault he lose you. How could he be so foolish?

Why would he think being with another women will keep you safe? Why he didn't realize your pain? Why he didn't realize your changed attitude towards him? Your smile, your distance, no more lingering gazes and touches. Why he just realize it now?

It's too late now. He hurts you, he lose you too.

Penguin and Sachi follows Law to his bedroom. Law just sit at his bed with his hands in his face. Penguin and Sachi look at each other. Seeing their friend like this broke them too.

"Do you realize all the women you pick resembles her, Law?" Penguin break the silence.

Law still hide his face. "Their height, features, hair colors and lengths it's all resembles to her, you know." Sachi take a step forward.

"I didn't slept with all those women. I couldn't bring myself to slept with them. It never feels right, those women is not her. They can’t give me what I want likes her" Law shoulder is shaking.

Penguin kneel in front of Law, "Then why did you that, Law?"

"I just want her to be safe. You know I've got a lot of enemies. I'm so scared that I can't protect her. What if I lose her?" Law mutter, his voice is cracking.

Sachi sit next to Law, gripping his shoulder "You already lose her, Law."

Law can feel a sting in his heart, the pain almost unbearable. Being so broken Law poured all his heart out to his best friends.

"I shouldn't have let those women get close to me, let their stinky perfumes on my clothes. Gave me mark on my neck. She must've seen it. She must've knew."

"She saw you took a woman to motel, Law." Penguin sighs.

Law freeze and lift his face in horror, "What? When?"

"Night before she lost her voice." Sachi fills in.

"What? Then it's my fault she lost her voice?" Law whisper, his voice thick with sadness. Law can feel the anguish slowly engulf his heart and mind.

Sachi and Penguin wants to comfort him, saying it's not his fault. But the words just won't come out from their mouth. So they just stay there with him, watching Law stare blankly at his hand and crumble.

He will take you back, no matter what. He will travel around the New World again to find you. All he want is just for you to be safe. He prays to all the Gods for your safety, and to gives him your forgiveness.

For four months, Law lost his direction. He will only comes out from his office to give orders and then shut himself at his office. Sachi, Penguin and Bepo try their best to help Law. They will bring foods for him, dragging him to take a bath. If he force himself to sleep at his bed, he will just curls up clutching tightly on your letter praying that he will meet you on his dreams, smiling and holds him tight. He will gives you all his love for you. Hell, he even will says the three words to you. Even if it's just on his dreams. He drifts off to the dreamland with tears to meet you there.

Every times they reach an island, Law will cast the "ROOM", if there's no result he will order them to move to the next island immediately. Sachi and Penguin even beg to Law to stay for a couple days at the island to get some supplies and rest before resuming their journey. They understand Law impatience, but they still try to persuade him.

They think Law is just like a ghost now, losing half of his soul. The only thing that can cure him is you. They also prays every times they reach an island, hoping you are there. To end Law misery. They really want to tell him to give up, but they got tongue tied every times they see his face.

The first month after you left Law, you stay at the island for awhile to collect some berries for your next journey. Sometimes you will help the local doctor, or working at the diner as cook.

When the berries is more than enough, you will move to another island. Maybe you runs away from him, if you stay at the island longer you afraid you will meet him. Heh. There's no way he will looks for you. Who the hell are you? You're not that important to him. You're just a crewmate. Stop thinking so high and mighty about yourself, Y/N. You chuckles and shake your head in disbelief.

The second months, you meet the Sun God. The person you least expected to meet.

Luffy is so happy to meet you again after years. He wraps his arm around you, "Does this mean Torao also here with you? I want to meet him! I miss him!" Luffy chirps.

You just give him a sheepish smile, and you write, "No, I'm alone. I'm no longer Heart Pirates crew."

Luffy just stare and tilt his head, confuse why are you using that sketch book, and you explain to him that you lost your voice. Luffy then drags you to Sunny, "Chopper can help you! Let's go!"

You try to let out your voice, to tell him no but the voice is not coming out. You just let him take you to Sunny.

The other crews are so happy to meet you again. Nami, Robin and Chopper embrace you so tightly. They rush you to the infirmary to check your health. They are so shocks hearing Luffy's information that you lost your voice and no longer Law's crew. As you try to calm them down, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. I'm still strong even without my voice." You give them weak smile while show them the sketch book.

Nami and Robin knows there's more into it. They exchange glances and hugs you, Nami gives you pat on your head while Robin stroke your back. As if they know your real reason. As if they know your pain, your heartbreak. Chopper just hugging you too without knowing why.

For the first time after two months, you cry your heart out. Sobbing in their embrace. You want to let out all of your screams that you've been hold back for months. But you can't. There's no voice coming out. You cry until your throat is hoarse and dry, and fall asleep on their embrace.

The next morning you wake up with swollen eyes. Sanji rushing to get ice packs for you, "A beautiful lady like you mustn't cry, Y/N-chan. Tell me if there's something you crave, I will cook it for you in no time." And he kiss the back of your hand. Nami warned to the other crews to not mention Law's name. It's a forbidden word at Sunny, whoever utter that word must pay a huge amount of berries to her.

"Eeh. Whyyy?? Why can't I say Torao name? I want to ask her about how he's been doing." Luffy whine to Nami. Nami grab Luffy's collar and threaten him, "If you says his name one more time, you won't get allowance for a month. I dare you." Luffy zips his mouth tightly.

"Just stay with us, we won't say anything to him." Luffy sincerely say it while all of them gathering waiting for lunch. You can feels the tears are forming at the corner of your eyes, you mouthed "Thank you." and try to blinks away the tears.

Even though you're not sad anymore, the crews know you changed. You're not the same person as they met back ago when the alliance with Law's formed. Your smile is not the same, you're not the cheerful person like back then. What had happened between you and the Heart Pirates Captain?

One day when you, Nami and Robin enjoying Sanji's dessert at the deck, she can't help her curiosity so she cautiously ask you, "Did both of you broke up?" You put your spoon on your lips and write "We're not together. We're just crewmate and captain." Nami and Robin stunned with your words. Nami try to pushed again but Robin pinch her with her extra hand. They just don't understand why both of you are not together. They saw how Law gazed at you. How Law always following close behind you every where you goes, like a lost cat. But they didn't push further, maybe you're not ready to tell them yet.

Days by days pass peacefully, some part of you think maybe it's not that bad you get on board with Luffy. It's almost makes you forget about your pain. You can saves more berries, maybe someday you can settle down at some island and enjoying the domestics life.

Some days, you help Sanji with preparing foods or wash the dishes. Other times you watch Luffy antics. There's no days pass without fun on Sunny.

Until one day, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Brook and Franky make a fuss with the sea king monster. In such a chaotic mess, Nami hit their head until two lumps appear at each heads. And she yell at them, they just lowered their head until a soft breeze blows and Luffy raises his head to hold his precious straw hat, "Oh! Y/N is laughing!" The others snaps their head to you, seeing you laugh for the first time. The real and genuine laugh.

Nami and Robin jumps at you and hug you. The others also laugh, Sanji's heart eyes appear at the sight, and there's a slight tinted blush at Zoro face, and he smile. Even though they can't hear your sweet voice, at least you're laughing now. They just hope you will turns to the old you.

They never thought of you as a guest at Sunny, they treat you like their nakama. When you're down, they will try to cheer you up. Zoro sometimes offer you to clean your katana, or even training together. The girls watching Zoro's behavior and it's so strange for him to interact with someone on his accord.

Nami pulls him and threaten him, "What're you doing? What's your intention, Zoro?"

He deadpanned on Nami, "Nothing, just offer her some companion?".

Nami point her finger, "If your intention is not clear, or you just need someone to warm your bed you better back off."

Zoro takes a step closer and gives Nami a stern look, "I'm. Not." Zoro growls. Maybe he just pitied you, or maybe he just want to take care of you, or maybe he just want to protect you. He doesn't know himself why.

As months goes by, you're getting a little bit cheerful like the old days. And you even gets closer to the crews.

When Luffy see an island holding a festival he decide to dock. Before Luffy and Chopper can scurry off to the town, Nami hold them and tell Luffy to bring one or two crews with him. To watch over him to not cause any ruckus.

Zoro voluntary says he will go with Luffy making the others screech. Nami turns to you "Y/N, can you please go with them? Me and Robin will go later and catch up with you guys." You nods and go to change your outfit. Wearing white shirt with a short and sandals. You run off to Luffy and the others whose been excited to enjoy the festival, “Let’s go!!” Nami shouts from the back, “Zoro!! Please don’t get lost! I’m counting on you, Y/N! Have fun!!” Zoro just rolls his eye at Nami and you giggle while wrapping your hand to his arm. Zoro jolt at your sudden touch and eyeing you, you mouthed “So you don’t get lost.” You grin and lead the way. Zoro just huff and shake his head, hiding the subtle smile.

Tagging along with Luffy that want to eats all of the foods on every stalls, and Chopper want to try all the attractions makes your heart full. “Look! That roller coaster is so cool! Let’s try it!” Chopper shouts and excitedly point at it. “I’m gonna pass on this one. To tired. I will wait for you guys down here.” Zoro already sits on the bench and cross his arms.

You feel bad leaving him behind and want to stay too, but Zoro just shoo you to go with them, “Just go, it’s okay. It won’t take that long.”

Then you go with Luffy and Chopper to enjoy the roller coaster. But when you guys come back down, all of you are drenched. You guys just laugh while Zoro dumbfounded looking at you guys. Zoro put his cloak on your shoulders, “Your shirt become a see-through.” As he looks away from your body. Your face flushed and mouthed “Thanks.”

As you guys walking back to Sunny with hands full with foods, there’s two people looking at you from afar with their jaws dropping. They can’t believe their own eyes. They exchange glances to make sure it is really you.

“Should we call Captain?” Sachi already takes out the mini den den mushi.

“Ugh.. Wait! But look at her! She’s laughing! She’s happy, Sachi!” Penguin grab Sachi hand.

“Guys! It’s-!” Bepo suddenly appears and shout but Sachi and Penguin quickly shuts his mouth.

“Sshh!!!” They gesture in unison.

“Should we call Captain??” Sachi press again.

Penguin is still in agony. “Peng! Captain needs her!” Sachi getting impatient now because he almost lost you on the crowds.

"Fine!! Fine! Call him." Penguin surrender, still unsure if this is the right things or not. Because he also knows you are suffering from Law.

When the news reach Law, he immediately teleport to the shore. He use his power to teleports here and there, to find the Sunny.

And he sees you, draped in Zoro's cloak, your hand grabs on his arm. And you laugh. You laugh with them. The smiles that he missed so much, the smiles that you used to gave to him. You looks... Beautiful. You looks... Happy... Are you with Zoro now? He can feels his heart clench. He will finds out himself.

This time, he will make it right.

Suddenly you see a blue orbs envelopes all of you. You freeze, gripping Zoro's arm. You know damn well this blue orbs. And he appears in front of you. The man that you loved with all of your heart. He looks like a mess. His eye bags getting more darker.

Law so relieve when he see you this close. Finally... He can take you back with him, he moves his hand to reach you but Zoro take a step in front of you and stand between you and Law.

"Move, Zoro-ya." Law stand tall against Zoro.

But Zoro doesn't move an inch, and you still clutching on Zoro hiding behind him. When Luffy and Chopper see Law, they excitedly shouts, "OOH! TORAOO!!" But Zoro prevent them to get close to Law.

"What do you want, Torao?" Zoro still in his defensive stance.

"I don't have any business with you. I'm here for Y/N." Law still looking at you. "Let's talk, Y/N. Please." He's pleading now, you never hear his voice this soft. You still consider should you talk to him? Part of you don't want to talk to him, you don't want to see his face. But maybe this is the time...

You come out from behind Zoro and you nod. You point to a big stone under the shade and you gesture to him to follow you there. You write to Luffy, "I'll be back."

You and Law walk to the shade, you lean on the stone and write, "What do you want?" You shove it to him, but you didn't look at him at all.

Law furrow his eyebrows. It hurts. "How you've been, Y/N?" He reach for your face but you avoid it. It hurts so bad. He clench his fist and take it back to his side. "Please, look at me, Y/N." His voice cracking.

You freeze and slowly turn your head to meet his gaze. There they are, the grey eyes that you used to loved is filled with tears now. But it makes you furious and without you realizing it you hit his chest with your both fist. Law lets you hit him, if it can makes you feel better then it doesn't matter. If it can makes you back to his side, then it's fine. He will take it all, your furious, your hits. Everything.

Your head hung low while you still hitting him for God knows for how long. But Law realize you've been crying. He grabs your wrists, "Look at me, Y/N. Please." You lift your head, still sobbing. Law's eyes quiver with the sight, he pulls you right to his chest. He hug your trembling body tightly, he will not let you go.

"Please come back, Y/N" Law whisper beside your ear.

You snap your eyes open realize this is not right. You shove Law then you wipe your tears with your sleeves and write in a quick pace, "I'm not coming back. You should go back."

"Y/N, don't do this. Please come back to me." Law reach out his hand for you to take it, he looks so sorrowful. You shakes your head furiously. Law take a step toward you still reaching out his hand, "Why are you doing this, Y/N? If you love me then just come back to me." He slowly walking to you.

"I'm not! I don't love you anymore!" You write then tear the sheet and you throw it to Law. Then you write another one and throw it again. He picks it up and read it “I hate you.” Law’s eyes widened and he clutch the sheet, “Lies. You’re lying.” He stands in front of you.

“I’m not lying.” You look straight into his eyes.

“I don’t love you. And I’m not going back. Leave. Go back, Captain. I’m just one of your crew-mate, you don’t have to waste your times for me.” You starts to walk away from him.

Law grabs your wrist and turns you to face him, “I love you. I love you, Y/N. Please come back to me.” He’s crying. Trafalgar Law is crying in front of you.

You try so hard to hold back your tears. You tell yourself, don’t cry, not now. You shakes your head and yank your wrist, “It’s too late. Goodbye, Law. Take care.” You leave Law standing there in silence.

You walks back to Sunny without looking back at the man you loved. You thought you’ll be strong to leave him again for the second times, but why these tears just won’t stop? As you reach Sunny you quickly wipe your tears.

“Can we sail out now, Luffy? Please?” You write to Luffy. Luffy just nods and tells Nami to set off.

You storms to your shared bedroom and lock the door. You throw yourself to your bed and cry your heart out, screaming to the pillow. The crews freeze when they heard your wailing. When they wish they can hear your voice again, they don’t mean it like this. Not your voice when you’re in pain. They just stand at the deck looking at each other, they can feel your pain. But they can't do anything to erase your pain.

Law walks back to Polar Tang in tears with your sketch sheets in his hand, it feels like he reminisces the old days. The days he cried when Cora-san died. You left him too. If only he could be more honest with you. If only he didn’t act like a jerk. If only he didn’t hurt you. None of these will happen. If only…

When the crews see Law coming back alone they don’t utters a single words to him. He just walks to his bedroom in silence, only the trio follows Law. Law slumps to his bed, covering his eyes with his arm, the other hand still holding on your sketch sheets tightly at his chest. Penguin being the brave one to break the silence, “Is she?” Law answers short, “No.”

Sachi continue, “Do you tell her everything?”

“It’s too late. She hates me. She doesn’t love me anymore. She left me.” Law curls up holding your sheets tightly.

Law can't get you return to his side again. He can't have your heart forever. He can't see you anymore. He can't hear your sweet voice anymore. At least he want to hear your voice before you go.

Law doesn't know you get your voice back again.

Law summon "ROOM", the blue orb surrounds him and he cast "SILENCE".

For the first time Sachi, Penguin and Bepo see their Captain crying in despair. They just hope their captain can get on his feet again.

It's too late now...

Is it too late now?

This is the end...

Is this the end?

Part 2

dividers by : @saradika-graphics

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number1jeonginstan · 4 months

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A/N: I got a little bored, then I thought about fem!Felix and then I got carried away, but damn I need her in my life, like seriously, someone get me her, or fem!Innie and Minho because damn...

WC: 1.5k

Pairing: Fem!Lixie x afab!Reader (WxW, if you don't like it, don't read!)

Warnings: Mommy Kink! Calling Lixie a whore once or twice, Kissing, dildo usage, fingering, oral (reader receiving)

“Hey, could I borrow a pen?” you asked the girl beside you. Her hair was in two small pigtails, freckles adorning her face. She was one of the prettiest girls you had ever seen, her smile radiating, she simply nodded, rummaging through her pencil pouch and finding a pen with a fluffy pompom.

“Here you go” she whispered before continuing to write down what your professor was saying. You smiled back before going back to your own notes.

As you guys were wrapping up, you turned back to her in an attempt to give her pen back. “You can keep it” she grinned, “it looks cute with you”

“Can I get you coffee as a thank you then?” you asked, not wanting her to walk away. “I’m Y/N by the way” you giggled as the two of you walked to the nearest coffee shop on campus. “I’m Lixie,” she said, her cheeks ridden with a slight blush.

“What would you like to drink” you asked as the two of you set down your bags at a nearby table. “Anything with a lot of sugar” she replied as she took out her notebook.

“You got it!”

You came back to the table holding an iced americano for yourself, an iced caramel macchiato for Lixie, and a brownie for the two of you to share.

“Here you go” You placed the cup in front of her as she took a sip you watched as her eyes brightened. “Is it good?”

“So good, how did you know what I like?”

“Just a guess” You placed the brownie on the table, already split in half as you sat down. “I brought this for us to share if you don’t mind”

“Do you like brownies?” she asked as you took a bite of your own. You nodded a quick yes, covering your mouth with your hand as you continued to chew.

“I’ve been told I make the best brownies, if you ever want to come over, I can make them for you”

“Really?” you asked, your expression a bit shocked. “Omg, of course, here give me your number and I’ll invite you over one day”

She handed you her phone as you typed out your number, you didn’t see the slight glimmer in her eyes watching you.

That was how the two of you’s friendship started. From that day, the two of you were inseparable. Whether it be going to the library together, or just getting coffee, or even going out to parties, the two of you were stuck like glue. It was to the point that you both had keys to each other's apartments.

You barely ever put it to use, but since you forgot your laptop at her apartment last night after having your weekly binge-watching session and she wasn’t answering her phone, desperate times called for desperate measures.

You entered her apartment, still smelling the scent of banana bread the two of you made last night as a midnight snack wafting through the air. As you walked to her room door, you heard slight muffles which you didn’t think much of.

She must be showering, you thought to yourself. You heard some whimpers and even the sound of your name, but you were in dire need of your computer, so you pushed past it, opening her door only to see her on her bed, hands pinching her nipples as she was riding a dildo, moaning your name.

“Fuck y/n~ need you so bad”

“Lix?” you gasped, watching her eyes shoot open, she quickly covered herself with her blanket, hiding herself. She slowly popped her head out, too ashamed to even look at you.

“How much of that did you hear?” she whispered, her entire face red.

“Nothing, I promise. Unless you wanted me to hear?”

You slowly walked up to her bed, lifting the blanket off her body, admiring it to the fullest extent. Her breasts were tiny, while her nipples were hard, just begging to be played with. Her cunt was soaking with the dildo still inside it. If you closed your eyes and listened, you bet you could hear the squelching of her cunt around it.

“Baby, be a good girl and get on the floor for me okay?”

She simply nodded, removing the silicon toy covered with her juices. Before she could put it anywhere, you told her to hand it to you, and she complied.

The toy itself was a bright hot pink, like everything in her room, and you felt your lips open at the look of it. She was easily taking this seven-inch thing inside of her. You were about to have so much fun.

She gravitated to the floor, kneeling in front of you, waiting for your command. She was fully naked, her juices running down her thighs. You let out a slight moan at the sight bestowed in front of you.

“Fuck, you look so good, but let’s see how you taste?”

You placed the tip of the dildo at your lips, groaning at the taste of her. You were already getting addicted, knowing that after you had fun with her, you were going to eat her out for hours.

“Taste so good for me baby, so sweet all for me”

“Just for you Mommy” Lixie replied, whimpering at the sight of you taking it in your mouth. She slowly began to press her thighs together, trying to relieve herself. You had come seconds before she was going to cum, stopping her from reaching her high.

“Aww, kitten can’t control herself, can she? She’s just a dumb little girl”

“Yes Mommy, I’m just a dumb little girl, please I need you, it hurts so bad” she whimpered.

You chuckled at this, telling her to get closer as you sat on the edge of the bed. You placed the suction cup of the dildo on the floor. “Be a good kitten and ride it for me okay” she simply nodded, slowly pressing the tip against her aching hole, moaning at the stretch.

“So big Mommy, feeling so deep in my cunt”

“Yeah, my kitten is a little whore, taking such a big dick inside such a tiny cunt”

“Yes, a whore just for you Mommy” she whimpered as she got back up before falling back down, riding it just like you had asked.

“Such a good girl for me”

You bent down a bit, capturing her lips with yours before deepening the kiss, your tongue dominating hers. Lixie began to slow down a bit, too entranced by the way your mouth felt on hers.

“What did Mommy say, can’t you listen to simple rules, baby?” You grabbed her ass, kissing her lips again before slamming her cunt up and down the toy with your help.

“Fuck Mommy!” she screamed underneath you, “feels so good, wish it was you who was inside me” she whimpered, her walls clenching around the toy.

“Don’t worry, Mommy is going to be inside you soon, but first you got to help me” You pulled down your leggings, tossing them somewhere in her room before grabbing her hand and running it along your underwear.

“Look how wet you make me, can you take care of Mommy while you ride your little toy?” you asked as she attempted to paw off your underwear.

“Yes, I can do that for Mommy” she whimpered, the toy reaching a specifically deep part inside of her as she shifted to try and take your cunt in her mouth.

You sat in front of her legs spread open, your underwear hanging off your foot as she dove straight into your pussy.

She was lapping up your essence through your folds as she was pinching her own breasts, moaning into your cunt as she kissed your clit.

She hummed into your clit before slowly adding a finger to your hole. You could feel yourself clench around it, she was so skilled, her finger hitting that gummy spot inside you with just a few tries.

You clenched even harder as she added a second finger, continuing to fuck herself on the cock below her, not slowing her pace down like before.

“So good for me baby, so good for Mommy” you moaned, grabbing her hair in your hands, and pushing her face harder into your cunt.

The two of you were so close, her moaning into your cunt while fingering you while the cock inside of her was hitting all the spots it needed to. It only took another thrust of her fingers and a pinch of her nipples for the two of you to convulse, your thighs squishing her face as a creamy white ring at the base of the cock beneath her came to fruition.

“Fuck Mommy, that was so good” she yelled as your thighs separated from her face.

“Who said we were done, baby?”

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tlouadditc · 10 months

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screw the cops!!

cop!ellabs x dealer!reader

warnings: 18+, MDNI, smut with plot, mentions of drugs [marijuana], cop!ellabs, dealer!reader, a lil bit of knifeplay, dom!ellabs, sub!reader, use of y/n, reader gets cut a lil bit oops!, probably more but i cant think of it rn

last minute a/n: this was another ask i forgot to put under the question ☹️ anyway thank u for the ask!!

[10:06 pm]

MY FAV ;): heyyy u got an 8th?? i can pick up at the library in 15 :)

you read the text, grumbling as you get up from your couch. you quickly shoot back:

YOU: lmk when ur there

it was supposed to be an off-day; sit in your dorm, watch tv, maybe have someone over, but no. everyone needed your shit at all times. she's lucky she's your favorite -- otherwise you would've told her to fuck off.

locking your door behind you, you get in your car and pull out of your driveway. as you glide through the gentle darkness, you feel random anxiety, like something bad is happening. it could be the lack of sleep. it could be the upcoming deadline you haven't started. it could also be the fact the entire campus is being searched because some dumbass freshman left his- no, sorry, YOUR- weed in his dorm and got the cops called. he didn't snitch luckily; he knows you would've gotten him killed if he did. but now there's a patrol going on until they find who's distributing. it's not like you wanted to live this life- you barely graduated high school, getting a small scholarship to a local college. the debt hit you, parents refused to help you anymore because you're an adult, blah blah blah blah. you ended up here to finally make a stable income and not have to chose between being warm or being fed consistently.

the sob story makes you cringe, snapping back into reality as you park in a spot by the front of the campus library. you pull out your phone and send:

YOU: here. wya

3 bubbles quickly pop up, written with a response:

MY FAV ;): kk coming out now

as you read the text, you hear the front doors swing open and a tall, slim figure gets larger as it comes closer. as she steps into the streetlight, you see her; sophomore dina. her long, onyx hair dances down her back as she comes closer to your car. she rests one arm on your window, other arm reaching into her pocket. she pulls out 35 bucks, tilting her head to the side slightly and smirking. you hand her a small baggie and take the bills out of her hand, shoving it into your pocket. "you're the best," she gushed, taking her arm off your window. she starts to turn to walk back to the library when she says, "oh, by the way, gave my friend your number."

you freeze, looking up at her in pure horror. "you what?"

"okay, chill, she's cool," she quickly explains, putting a hand on her hip in annoyance.

you roll your eyes, "the entire campus is getting fucking raided, for god's sake. cmon, dina."

"so, what? not everyone's a dumbass like that kid was."

you sigh. you guess she's right. plus, more business for you in the long run. she gives some information about this girl; her names ellie. she's a sophomore majoring in astrophysics who transferred from another school in jackson. around 5'5, auburn hair, science nerd. "pretty sure she's gay, too," dina winks.

you roll your eyes once more before pulling out and returning home. as soon as you unlock the door and step in, you check your other phone, an unknown number's texts sitting on the lock screen.

[UNKNOWN NUMBER]: hii this is y/n right?

[UNKNOWN NUMBER]: dina gave me ur number

gotta be ellie, you think to yourself. kinda cute. you don't respond; you hate small talk. no point in trying to get to know each other if you already know what they want. you put your phone down and start to get ready for bed.

an hour later, you get out of your shower and into comfy clothes. as you get into your freshly made bed, your other phone buzzes. you would usually ignore it, but you remember; debate checking the message or leaving it alone until tomorrow. eventually, curiosity gets the best of you and you check your phone. you groan as you read the message:

[11:37pm]

EL: i know its late but can u drop off? i need it :(

goddamnit, leave me alone!

you type up some message along the lines of 'im off today, ask tomorrow bitch,' but decide to be nice. you don't know why, but you only respond with the following:

YOU: off today. ask tmr

3 dots in a bubble move swiftly as a response pops up on your screen:

EL: pleaaaaase itll be quick

you sigh. she's not gonna let up; just like dina.

YOU: fine. ill b at the library.

she hearts your message as you throw on some sweatpants and grab your keys. you go on the same drive but you feel no anxiety this time. it's a newbie, for god's sake- she's the one who's probably nervous. you even put on some music this time, drake lowly lulling in your vehicle. you pull up, same spot as earlier, and you turn down your music. you go to text her, but the doors open before you can press a letter. she's just as dina described- until she gets up to your window. her scattered freckles complimented her bright, emerald eyes. her friendly expression made you soft under her gaze. you didn't realized she was talking for a while until she whispered, "uh... hello?"

"what?" you said, clearly perplexed. she smiled as you remembered what you're there for. she hands you 25 bucks as you place the baggie in her free hand. she lets out a silent "thanks" before you get ready to drive back home.

"uh, actually," she suddenly blurted out, catching your attention. she seemed nervous, like she had something to say, but she was scared of the outcome. "do you mind.. uh.. giving me a ride back home? i mean i walked down here and it's dark so-"

"hop in," you interrupted. it was pretty dark and you wouldn't want patrol on her ass about being out by herself, so you decided to get it over with. she pranced around to the passengers side and practically jumped in.

the ride to her dorm was quiet. ellie was on her phone the entire time; you assumed it was her roommate asking her where she's at. there was a bit of tension you could feel in the air; what type? you couldn't answer that.

coming to a stop at the entrance of her dormitory, she thanked you once again before you prepared to go home yourself.

"you could stay the night," she mumbled, fumbling with the bag in hand.

"what? no- no, i can't do that," you answered. you weren't against staying over, but... going home with someone you literally met an hour ago? absolutely not.

"jus' c'mon. it's late," she insisted, biting her lip anxiously. "plus, i owe you." you sight and give in, turning off the engine and ignition before grabbing your keys and phone and joining her on the walkway. she smiled politely and led you to her dorm.

the entire time you were walking with her, you assessed her appearance in clearer light. her hair was a shaggy cut, parted to the side and tucked behind her ears even though some stray strands still stood. her eyes were welcoming and friendly, giving you a warm feeling of hope. she had a tattoo on her right arm; a fern and a small butterfly. you debate asking her the meaning, but decide against it.

you snap out of your trance when you make it to her door. she unlocks the door and gently pushes it in, leaving room for you to step inside. "come in!"

you take 3 steps inside before you're pushed to the ground and pinned by strong, rough hands. "what the fuc- hey!" you start to shout. you squirm, hopelessly attempting to be freed from the tight grasp of what you thought was a male officer.

"you're under arrest," an unfamiliar, feminine voice states, "for possession and distribution of marijuana. you have the right to remain silent at this time." you see ellie's shoes standing in front of you, silently taunting you as you're handcuffed.

fuck, i should've never trusted her.

you're patted down and escorted to an unmarked car, parked around 30 feet away from your car. the unfamiliar figure is a tall, built woman with a long, blonde braid swinging down her back. her calloused hand grips you tightly as you're being walked. once you reach the vehicle, you're thrown into the back and the door slams in your face. you don't argue or protest; you were caught after one fuck up.

"didn't expect to catch her so easily," ellie brags, slightly looking back at you. you scowl at her, feeling betrayed by not only ellie, but dina, too. she had [hopefully] unknowingly helped them ruin your life. you were for sure not going to be able to finish college now. you wouldn't be able to get a job nice enough to stabilize your life. not to mention the possibility for 5 years of jail time and fees. it all made your head hurt. tears weld up in your eyes as you started to really let reality sink in.

"aw, she's crying," the blonde officer teased, looking at you through the rear-view mirror. you blinked back the tears before spitting out, "fuck you."

"the fuck you just say to me?"

"you heard me; fuck. you."

you could see her jaw clench, her bone well-defined under her skin. "oh, i know you wanna fuck me." a snicker was heard from the auburn girl.

the hell??

it was a weird response, but you decided to play into it. you're already being sent to jail; why not have fun?

"you wouldn't do anything about it if i wanted to anyway."

you saw the blonde's eyes go wide and her jaw drop with disbelief, looking over at her partner. ellie seemed calm, but intrigued by the situation. it was silent, but the way their eyes met was like they were talking through eye contact. ellie tilts her head towards you, signaling something to the other officer. as if she could read her mind, the blonde nods and pulls over to an abandoned alleyway.

"what's going on?" you question, attempting to hide the fear in your voice, but failing miserably. the blonde got out of the car and slammed the door shut as ellie simply answered, "you said we wouldn't do anything, hm?"

a shiver went down your spine as the door to your right opened, the blonde hopping in as you scooted all the way to your left.

"uh-uh, come here," she demanded as her hand wrapped around your neck and dragged you back to her. at this moment, your back rests against her toned thighs, handcuffed hands under your ass, legs laying on the seat.

"you wanna be disrespectful to me and my partner?" she jerks your head up, making you look at her. her sharp features take up your vision as she looks down at you with dark eyes. "you think you were just gonna get away with that? nuh-uh, not on my watch." you take your gaze off her face to read her badge, which reads "ABBY ANDERSON".

you're so focused on abby that you don'r realize ellie is on the other side of you, watching you and abby interact. you feel a sharp object on your jeans, scoring against the material. your head jerks down to see ellie running a pocketknife over your clothed cunt, fear and adrenaline running through you all at once. your breathing picks up speed as she cuts through your jeans, making a hole in the crotch. abby chuckles at your reaction, caressing your face as she coos, "not so tough now, huh?"

you're too caught up in looking at ellie's actions to respond. she puts the knife down, letting a feeling of relief wash over you. she mutters a "fuck it" before placing both hands on either side of the hole she made and ripping your jeans. you gasp, anxiety filling you once more. she smirks up at you, grabbing her knife and running it over your barely covered pussy. she loves the way you try to get away from her knife, silent cries as she gets closer to the meat of your thigh. she slightly cuts into you, small drops of blood racing down your inner thigh. you wince in pain, turning back to abby. "shh, it's okay," she reassures, kissing your sweaty forehead. "just a little cut. you're okay." you feel ellie's warm tongue running over the wound, collecting the red liquid. she kisses near your core, green eyes piercing into you before whispering, "so sweet" and smiling. abby gently kisses you, drawing your attention away from your cut to her and only her. she taps her pointer finger on your chin and whispers "open up", which you obey to. her lips purse together, gathering the liquid in her mouth before a ball of saliva drops into your mouth and onto your tongue. "swallow," she commands, and you close your mouth and swallow it, feeling it slip down your throat. she smiles, tapping your cheek lightly as she praises you. "good girl. she's doing so well, isn't she, el?"

ellie hums, hyper-focused on your pooling pussy. "so wet," she says in awe, "all this gets you off, doesn't it?"

you're oh so needy, cunt begging to be touched in any form. you nod ferociously, whining for any friction on your puffy clit. "you want it, yea? beg for it."

"p-please, ill do anything, just fuck me- ohmygod-" you babble, hips bucking up into ellie's face. she chuckles before looking up to abby, meeting her gaze. "she's been so good for us. give her a lil' reward."

with that, ellie cuts your underwear with one swift movement, completely exposing your pussy to her. she gasps at the sight, glistening skin in the low light. she whispers a spew of curses, spreading you apart as abby kisses you passionately. you moan into the kiss as ellie rubs your bud with her thumb. your noises go straight to her core, making her slightly whimper. she lays a flat tongue on your core, soaking up all of your juices on the pink muscle. abby wraps a firm hand around your throat, restricting airflow enough to make you completely feel ellie on you.

"fuck- oh, my god-" you cry, tears welling up in your eyes once more. the feeling is too much; abby kissing you, ellie eating you out- everything is overstimulating you. ellie smiles against your pussy, sucking on your clit while shoving two fingers in you. you whine and squirm away from her, but her other hand keeps you in place.

"i'm gonna- m'cumming- !!" you breathe, clenching around ellie's long fingers. abby praises you through it; "oh, so good for us, baby." "cum all over her fingers f'me, yes." small kisses are planted on your face once again, soothing you through your orgasm. ellie slowly takes her fingers out with a pop! before shoving one glistening finger into her mouth. she moans at the taste of you, maintaining eye contact with you. "shit, so sweet," she murmurs, looking over at abby. "wanna taste?"

"of course," abby says slyly, glancing over at you before sucking on ellie's middle finger, completely cleaning it off. she moans at the taste, finally letting ellie's middle finger go after a couple of seconds. she pulls you into another sloppy, heated kiss, making you taste yourself on her tongue.

"such a sweet thing," she coos, wiping your face. "too bad we gotta take you in now."

"can't let me off with a warning?"

"we would, but we'd be here for much longer and you'd be more bruised up." abby frowns in a mocking manner.

"so you're taking me in with no pants or underwear?"

"yup. don't underestimate us and, more importantly, don't sell drugs."

a/n: this was so fun to write omg ... part 2 will be coming me thinks

#tlouadditc #abby anderson smut #ellie williams smut #the last of us smut #tlou fic #abby anderson #ellie williams #ellabs #ellabs smut #ellabs x reader #lesbian

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𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐞| Suna Rintarō

fuckboy suna rintarō x f!reader

+ content warning / MDNI use of pet names ( baby, whore, traitor, slut, prettiest girl), smut, teasing, nipple play, dirty talk etc, girl code, friends w benefits, toxic mindset, victim alike, reader is petty asf.

you love your best friend, you love your best friend, you love your best friend, you love your best friend.

you would never thought once you would break girl code for any of your friends. You were the most loyal friend anyone could ever have or so you thought. It all started when you and your best friend Aiko got accepted in the same college.

you’ve been eyeing this guy in one of your lecture, who is a volleyball player. His name was Suna rintarō and he played for Inarizaki in his high school year.

Only just to find out your best friend aiko was dating him, they’ve been talking for a month. When you found out, you felt somewhat hurt but it didn’t really matter to you because it was just a small crush.

One day, you both were assigned for a partner project. You’ve guys made eye contact a couple of times and you thought he was really attractive, but you had no intention getting with him before you found out him and your best friend were a thing. Just do this project for the credits and get it over with.

when you guys were assigned to work together, you told him to meet you at library that anyone from school barley goes to.

You both met up and sat down. The whole time, you didn’t look at him. You couldn’t look at this guy in the eye, you’ve heard some rumors about him. Some people say he’s a sex goddess in bed or he knows what he’s doing, so you tried to not be one of his victims.

you sighed, you realized you can’t get extra credit if you don’t tell him your ideas and communicate with each other. So you built up the courage and took a look at him, he was passed out on the table with his head down.

You were disappointed, but not shocked because he is a popular guy.

this is just a one time project, wake him up so you can get points to get the hell out of here. You thought to yourself.

you got up and shrugged him gently, he turned to look at you. You guys made eye contact and you got lost staring at his eyes for one minute.

“you need something?” You stop staring at his eyes and brought yourself back to reality.

“can you do your part of the work please? I’m not trying to do all the work by myself.”

suna looked at you, like your words didn’t mean nothing. “yeah I will, when I feel like it.”

you sighed, well it was at least worth a try.

“well then, I’m gonna get going because if we’re just gonna do our work different timing and not communicate together then we might as well just text each other if we need questions.”

You started to pack your stuff. Before you zipped your bag up, you needed to pack one more thing before you could go back to your dorm to do the rest of your homework. Which was your AirPods, you put one of your hand on the table to see where you left it, but it was gone.

You looked around your table, then looked at suna just to see him playing with your airpods. You rolled your eyes, you went up to him and put your hand in front of his face. “may I please have my airpods back?” you looked at him and he could tell you were not having it.

“why leaving so soon?” He continued playing with your airpods.

“because I have plans suna, please give it back.”

he looked at you, “you’ll get it back, but I want something in return.”

you scoffed, “why would you want something in return that’s mine?”

“woah there, someone is in a bad mood.” he teased.

“yeah because you won’t do your work and you won’t give something of mine back?” You clapped back at him politely.

“just do one thing for me and you’ll get them back okay?”

you took a deep breath, “fine what is it so badly what you want.”

“what’s the question to number 12 for the homework?”

you rolled your eyes at him, “why are you asking answers now? you had all this time but you used it sleeping.”

“yeah cause I didn’t get any sleep, plus I’m a volleyball player and I have a very annoying, clingy girlfriend.”

clingy? Annoying? Your best friend? Annoying and clingy?

“I’m sorry, did you just called my best friend annoying and clingy?” You gave him a look out of disgust.

“do I need to explain?”

To be honest, you couldn’t really blame him. Aiko was too pushy sometimes and always push you out of your comfort zone. Sometimes she was rude to her parents because she always didn’t get what she wants plus she is pretty rich and spoiled, but you didn’t bother to but in because she was a good friend to you.

“Then why are you with her?” You asked him with a curious look on your face

“cause I thought she was my dream girl but I guess that changed in a month.”

you couldn’t believe this guy, but the annoying part was you felt relief. You felt like an asshole for feeling like that but you did like him first.

you sighed, you checked the time on your phone. It was Aiko who was spamming you to pick her up some coffee on the way home and her sending you puppy eye emojis. You just smiled a bit, but while you smiled it made suna curious on what made smile so much.

he kept his cool, for now.

“sorry suna I have to get going, if you have any questions just text me.” Before he could respond, you just left with no hesitation.

After you left, you picked up some coffee for Aiko. On the way home, you couldn’t stop thinking about the fact how suna called your best friend clingy and annoying. It just bothered you, not because he said that.

because it satisfied your worries.

You got to your apartment and unlocked the door. You took your shoes off and yelled “I’m home.”

“Welcome back y/n!! How was studying with my future husband?”

You cringed that she called suna her future husband, they’ve been dating for at least 4 weeks now.

“pain in the ass to be honest, he didn’t do anything but, slept the whole time.” Your friend just chuckled

“That sounds like him.” She had a smile, but it was those kind of smiles where you could tell when someone actually cares about someone.

you felt guilty that you were relief he even called her annoying and clingy because she actually cared about him. She treated him better unlike you could.

“Hey, rin is gonna come over tomorrow and we’re gonna binge movies. Wanna join us?”

You hesitated, cause you knew you would be hurt seeing them being all lovey doves together, but something in you just really wanted to see him again.

“um I’ll think about it, I might have to take care of my brothers dog tomorrow.”

“oh come onn, your always taking care of your brother dog. At this point he’s your dog, you might as well bring him here.”

“Aiko…”

“Come on y/n!! Please it’ll be such a good experience and nice bonding time for all of us!! Plus you can sit in the same couch as us, just bring his dog over here please? You’ve done it once before, you could do it again.” Aiko had those puppy dog eyes, you couldn’t resist but like always you ended up said yes.

It was the next day, but you couldn’t somewhat help feeling so nervous. You thought about dressing up cute for suna, your best friend boyfriend.

stop, knock out of it y/n. He’s your best friend boyfriend just put some sweats and a hoodie on. You put your grey sweats and a large hoodie on.

You walked out of your room, getting your keys about to pick up your brothers dog for the night. “Where are you going? Suna is gonna be here any moment now?”

“I have to get my brother dog, I’ll be back just start the movie without me.” You said that quickly and dipped. You arrived at your brother’s apartment and saw your brother’s golden retriever dog. He jumped onto you and you decided to go to the park and play fetch with him before going back home, before you feel trapped.

After playing, running, throwing for what seems like 24 hours even though it’s been 2. You’ve decided to go back home and face your least favorite part of the day just to get it over with.

Once you arrived at the place, you opened the door and yelled your home. The dog went inside, but waited for you to take you shoes off. You went to the living room to seem them cuddling, on the outside you seemed like you didn’t care and it was normal to you, but the inside you just wanted to scream really loud.

D/n walked up to Aiko and suna to get some attention before coming back to you.

“Awe look at d/n, he’s gotten so big now.” Aiko said adoring him.

“hey y/n.” Suna greeted you with a smile, “hi” you dryly responded back.

Aiko went on and on how you took so long and missed the first two movies which was really good, but you didn’t care because your just glad you let all the worried thoughts out at the park.

You just played with d/n on the floor, giving him belly rubs so you could kill some time.

But, the universe had other plans and decided no. The dog literally passed out within 20 minutes. Couldn’t blame him, he was running all day. You guys were watching some Pixar movie when all of a sudden Aiko asked something you hope she wouldn’t asked.

“Y/n, come lay on the couch with us!! “Cuddle” with us y/n!!” Your friend jokingly laughed

You see, it’s not a problem about you sitting on the same couch as them. It’s that you would have to share and sit right next to suna.

“It’s okay, I’ll just lay with d/n on the floor. I don’t mind it.” You gave a fake smile.

“Stop being such a wuss and come up here, but go change into shorts because it’s so hot in here and your wearing a full body suit of winter clothes during the summer.” She teased

that kinda pissed you off a bit, but you nodded and went to your room to change. You just rushed and grabbed the closet pair of shorts you could find, short or not. You didn’t care, you were in the mood for her annoying bullshit right now.

Damn he was not kidding when suna said she was annoying, usually she not this pushy but when she’s with suna she’s like a bug who won’t leave you alone.

deep inside, you knew it wasn’t her that was the problem. It was you, because you wish you were her in suna arms right now. You needed it most, and you felt ashamed admitting that.

You went downstairs to the living room, you sat where the extra place on the couch was. Right next to suna, you felt nervous and tried your best to stay away from him.

“Y/n, are you cold? Do you need some blanket?” Suna asked looking at you.

“I’m fine, I can just grab my own if I need one don’t worry.” You said with a little harsh tone.

Suna couldn’t help, but smile.

“y/n, you can have some and share with us. We don’t mind.” Aiko had a worried look on her face. It was making you more irritated, suna put some blanket over you and you guys continued watching the movie.

During the movie, you could tell suna giving you some glances. You didn’t look back because you wanted nothing to do with him.

Aiko all of a sudden paused the movie, “I have to use the bathroom plus do my skincare. I’ll be back in 20 minutes.” She giggled getting up and going upstairs to the bathroom.

You just sighed and grabbed your phone to avoid looking at suna.

You were scrolling on instagram then all of a sudden you heard a raspy voice speaking. “Why are you avoiding me?” You looked up and see suna staring at you.

“cause I’m loyal?”

“But that shouldn’t give you the fact to ignore me, you didn’t even look at my eyes begging you to help me.”

You were confused, “what do you mean by helping you?”

“I have a dead arm now because you didn’t “save” me.” You couldn’t believe this guy, he’s such an asshole.

“suna, just please respect your girlfriend.”

“I know your jealous.” You blushed because shit he’s right. “Me? Why would I be jealous of my best friend and her boyfriend cuddling?”

“why otherwise are you avoiding me?”

You just sighed while turning off your phone and looked at him.

“cause I just don’t feel like talking to anyone?” It was awkward and quiet for another three minutes

“can I lay into your arms? Before she comes back?”

“I don’t know..” you hesitated

“please? I’ve been waiting all to do this all day.”

“don’t you have a girlfriend? Just ask her instead?” You gave him a look that made you nervous

“yeah, but I want it to be you instead.”

no y/n, that is your best friends boyfriend. There’s a ton of other guys in the world who would kill to be with you. Plus suna is literally just a playb-

fuck it, you opened your arms as a sign to welcome him in.

He gave no hesitation to crawl into your arms, and he put his head into your neck. You were finally satisfied with your touch starving problem you’ve been having since you arrived here. You played with his hair a bit and he was getting really comfortable.

“Your arms feel better.” You could tell he was saying the truth, because when he said that he let a deep breath out.

You knew Aiko was still upstairs, you could hear the music and sink running.

“I don’t want to let you go.” You admit with no shame.

he looked at you and you just looked away. You cringed the fact you said that, then all of a sudden you snapped back into reality and slowly started to let go of him, but he stopped you.

He grabbed your arms and said “I don’t wanna leave you either.”

You guys held each other for another five minutes, one of guilt and one who felt free. Then all of a sudden suna got up again and he put his forehead onto you.

“can I do something for you?” He looked at you and you nodded.

He went to your ear and whispered, “can I make you feel good before she comes back? please I need this.”

You blushed and looked at him, “what if she caught us?”

“she won’t, if your not so loud.” He teased.

“Do you trust me?” He slowly move your shorts aside and started to rub your clit in circles through your underwear teasing you.

you nodded trying not to moan or make any sound so instead you leaned in for a kiss.

you guys have a slow passionate kiss, you guys made out while he was rubbing your clit.

You were moving a lot and gripping onto his shoulder, trying to hold your moans.

He apart his mouth from yours, “are you gonna come?” He whispered in your ear.

you couldn’t respond, but he started to rub your clit faster.

When you masterbate, you only finger yourself. You’ve never found the “right” place to make yourself cum on your clit.

And some what surprise, suna found that spot.

“suna..” you whispered in his ear.

“call me rin when it’s just us two.”

“rin..I’m close..I can’t hold my moans in if you keep doing that.” You whimpered quietly. “moan in my ear baby, your moans are so cute.”

And that’s what you did, you started to moan in his ear. It felt good, then all of a sudden you both heard the sink turn off, but suna was determined to make you cum.

he started to rub even faster, you gasped on how fast he was rubbing your clit.

soon you started hearing footsteps coming down the stairs, “rin..I’m gonna cum.”

“cum for me baby, hurry.”

after a couple more seconds you came and you both quickly got off each other. Suna licked his fingers with the ones he rubbed your clit with.

You guys both went back to your original places and you grabbed your phone and acted like you were on it this whole time.

“hi guys” Aiko said yawning

“hi baby, come here.” Aiko sat down and put herself all over suna.

you couldn’t even look at them after what you and suna did. Also because suna called her baby after he just called you that.

“do you guys wanna continue the movie?” Aiko looked at the both of you

“nah you guys can continue, I’ll just take me and d/n upstairs. I’m gonna go to bed.”

“really? It’s only 10:30?” Aiko looked at you like you were some crazy lady.

“yes because I actually have to do stuff tomorrow, Night guys.” You got up and went to the sleepy golden retriever on the floor to wake him up.

“night y/n!!” Aiko said and you just smiled.

The dog woke up, right before you and the dog were gonna go upstairs into your room you heard “bye y/n, see you at school.” you stopped for a second after hearing suna’s voice.

he was definitely fucking with you, you just looked and gave him a small smile and went upstairs.

For the rest of the night you could barley sleep, but you fell asleep eventually.

it was two days later since the incident with you and suna on the couch. You come home one day and you see Aiko pissed on the couch, the same one suna pleasured you on.

you asked her what’s wrong and she told you her and suna are taking a break because he wasn’t putting effort into the relationship. Plus he was so dry with her and eve more dry in person, so she decided to take a break with him because she still wanted him.

You just decided to comfort her, but something in you was pushing you to do something you shouldn’t do.

You told her you were gonna sleepover at a friends house for the night, she was okay with it and wished you to be safe. You packed your clothes just in case and drove off, you parked into a 24 open grocery store and called suna.

You were nervous while it was ringing but he picked up within a second.

“hello? Y/n?”

“su-“

“rin.”

you sighed

“Rin, are you home right now?”

“yes? why?”

“Aiko told me you guys were taking a break, I was wondering if I could come…over for a bit and then leave.”

“sure, just stay for the night. I’ll give you my address.”

you agreed and ended the call.

He texted you his address and you drove 15 minutes for him. Once you arrived, you took a deep breath and got out of your car. You grabbed your bag and went to the front door.

you knocked on it and he opened the door. He opened it fast, it was like he’s been standing there waiting for you to come. You quickly walked in, and he grabbed you in for a hug.

“rin..”

“don’t move for a minute, please.”

His voice sounded like he’s been wanting this for a while.

while you were in his arms, there’s something you’ve been needing to ask him for a while.

“rin..I have something to ask you.” You apart from his arms and look up at him.

“what is it?” he asked you, being prepared for whatever is gonna be ask

“if you were just gonna be like this with me, then why did you even get with Aiko? And what am I to you? A option..? Because if so I just want this to be a one time thing, and we can go our own ways after this, but please just be honest with me. No matter how harsh.” You’ve been questioning this for awhile.

“I’ve always liked you, I only used Aiko just to get closer with you. I know that sounds fucked up, but you seem so private with your life. I didn’t know how to interact with you, so I got with Aiko. I swear to you, all we did is kiss. Nothing else and I’m willing to break up with her just to get with you.”

“Rin..I appreciate that. Really I do, but Aiko is my best friend and I wouldn’t wanna hurt her like this. I would never thought I do this to my friends, but there’s something about you that’s so different i did. As much I want to be with you everyday, I’m just scared and don’t think I can’t.”

“then let’s date secretly. I can still date Aiko but, not be as touchy with her. I know that sounds wrong, but I don’t wanna hurt you because I like you a lot y/n.”

“rin, I couldn’t do that to Aiko because it make it worse for her, for us. Plus I don’t wanna be secret, I wanna go places with you knowing we don’t have to run away and do it in private. If we have dates I don’t want our only dates just to hangout at your house..” you gently grabbed his tshirt and he just pulled you in for a hug.

“You might hate me for this, but I think we should just tell her. Tell her the truth in front of her now then her finding out later. I know it’s not normal for girls to choose guys over friend, but your the only girl in my eyes.”

you had to pause and think for a moment. Was it really worth it? Yes you liked him first, but would you rather choose a relationship that probably wouldn’t workout over a friendship you loved for almost 7 years.

“Suna, I don’t know. Maybe we can just do this for tonight, but after tonight let’s act like this never happened.”

“since when did you start calling me suna? it’s rin for you?” He let go of you while still holding onto you.

“It’s not my place to call you by your first name, that’s Aiko’s place not mine. I just wish you went to me first and not her.”

He just laughed at you.

“so what? Your just gonna give up like that? Y/n, when we were having that movie night I literally saw you suffering into jealousy watching me cuddle Aiko. Shit, I even wish it was you instead of her. Your just gonna cut this off and keep suffering while watching us being all lovey dovey?”

damn he’s such an asshole, no wonder why him and Aiko are on a break jeez.

“Suna, it’s not gonna matter to me anymore. As long I move on and just accept it, I’ll be okay. Plus, I’m planning on moving out to live on my own anyway and I got accepted to a different university.”

Suna eyes widen when you said that, moving? Your leaving him? Usually he doesn’t care, but when you said that something in him just hurt.

He doesn’t want you to go, he doesn’t want you to leave, he wants you to stay and be with him. Fuck Aiko, fuck her, he doesn’t even like her, he actually thinks she’s fucking annoying. “Because” of her, she’s messing up the opportunity with you.

he was just silent and quiet for a while, “rin…I’ll stay with you just for tonight and you can do anything with me. Hold me, kiss me, anything.”

he just looked at you, you can see the hurt in his green eyes. “Rin, fine. If you can change my mind for tonight I’ll consider staying with you and we can both tell Aiko how we feel together, but I’m still accepting that university and moving out.”

“does she know about that?”

“Of me moving?” He nodded when you asked him that question.

“yes I told her this morning, she was okay with it.”

“What university?”

the university was somewhere in Tokyo Japan, it was way far from where you guys lived.

“what if I go with you, and let’s move in together. I’ll break up with her and you can just ghost Aiko or lose interest.”

That was a good idea, but she always text you 24/7. Whatever, you were willing to sacrifice it.

But first, you wanted to see how he was gonna do tonight with you.

“I’ll be fine with anything, but it depends what you do to make it up to me for the rest of the night.”

he chuckled, he looked at your outfit. You were just wearing a black tube top and blue Jean shorts. He grabbed your waist and kissed you on the lips.

You kissed him back, you both didn’t let go of each other. He stopped and grabbed your hand to lead you where his room was. Once you guys got in his room and he closed the door, he just pushed you on the bed.

It was gentle though, he got on top of you and you guys continue from where you left off.

he pushed your tube tank down to reveal your chest bare. He grabbed your tit and pinched your nipple. You gave out a small moan, “rin..” he started to lick your tit while massaging the other one.

“so beautiful Princess.” You could feel his warm breath on your tit.

“Tonight, let me treat you good okay baby?” You nodded and he went down between your thighs.

He slowly unzipped your short jeans, he was slowly taking everything off you in a way to tease you. He took your shorts off and saw your panties.

He rubbed your clit through your panties slowly, he was rubbing in circles in a slow motion.

“oh my god..” You quietly moaned.

“your so wet, this pussy has been waiting for me all day for me huh?” He started to take off your panties to reveal your full pussy.

“rin..touch me..please.”

“not so fast Princess, I gotta convince you to be with me.”

you whined quietly because of how inpatient you were. Soon enough, suna started to give your clit and single lick. You tried to hold in your moans because your body felt like someone else was in the house.

suna started to slowly make out with your clit, he was doing it on a slow pace. Which made you go insane, he noticed you were holding in some of your moans and only letting the quiet ones out.

“let it all out, no one is here and if so screw it. I’ll show them who’s mine for the night.” He started to continue eating you out.

suna started to eat you out faster, desperately wanting to hear those pretty moans of yours.

damn they were not kidding when they said suna was a fucking sex goddess. It’s like he knew where the right places were to pleasure you, out of all of your one night stands and relationships. You’ve only had bad sex, it wasn’t as good because the guys you were with was clueless.

They didn’t know all your good spots and didn’t know the right pace to build up to your orgasm. Suna though, whoever taught him, taught him good. He knew exactly what he was doing, it was like all those sexual cravings you wanted from your past relationships were granted.

soon enough, suna started to pick up the pace and eat you out faster.

Fuck it, you let out a real moan. Suna got hard hearing your moan. Yes he had sex with other girls, but their moans wasn’t as pretty or turned him on like yours. Your moans made him want to be inside you even more.

Suna starts to lick everything, he was doing it so good you were so close to cum.

“rin…I’m gonna cum..”

but as soon you said that, he stopped. You looked at him like he was crazy and a maniac. “why did you stop..I was so close.” You whined

he just chucked, “patience baby, plus I’m gonna prove to you that I can make you stay and once I do this pussy will be all mine and only mine.”

he got up to position himself right on top front of you, “you’re so beautiful.” While kissing your neck and slowly developing a hickey.

“rin..can the hickeys wait?” You tried to push him off, but he was too strong.

“no, I’m showing everyone who you belong to.”

You couldn’t hold it in and need him in you more then ever.

“Rin, I need you in me. Please, I’m ready.” You begged and he just smiled at you.

“you think your ready pretty baby?” You nodded, he could tell you were begging for his cock.

He put his under cock against your cunt teasing it. He starte to play with your nipples, both felt like hell. This was happening till you begged him to fuck you and you kept squirming.

Suna grabbed his cock, slowly guiding it and positioning it to your entrance before sliding it in. You were trying to adjust to his size, he was so big.

You guys both took a deep breath. Then soon enough suna starts moving slowly, you were squeezing him tight. You were squeezing like crazy, “so fucking tight.” He groaned.

“go faster, please rin? I need you so bad.”

you see, the thing is suna would abusive the fuck out of that pretty cunt of yours except he wanted to hear you say you’ll stay with him after this. He was desperate for you and determined to make you live with him.

“y/n say it.” You looked at him with a confused look, “what do you f-fuck..mean?”

“say you’ll stay with me for the rest of your life, be mine. please y/n?”

you thought about it and you decided yes. You were gonna stay with him because you loved him a lot.

“yes rintarō, I’ll be yours even after all of this.” He smiled, he started to move his hips a little faster.

you were a moaning mess as he pound into you like it’s the end of the world.

“fuck y/n..keep squeezing me, mm so fucking right.” He held your hand as he pounds into you.

Suna then went more forward and changed his hips position, he started to thrust you into a faster pace. You were losing it.

“r-rin- ah! I’m so close.” You moaned loudly while feeling the pleasure he was giving you.

“fuck, cum with me baby please. cum with me.” He whimpered in your ear which made you even more wet.

“rin, cum inside me please. Breed me, fill me up please I want your cum.” You moaned

how could he pass up an offer like that?

soon enough, you guys both came at the same time. Suna cum filled you up like crazy, he pulled out and grabbed the towel near his night lamp.

He cleaned you up and soon enough jump onto you.

“Y/n, I love you.”

you looked at him and kissed him on the forehead while you play with his hair.

“I love you too rin.”

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coveredinsweetpea · 2 years

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hiding [eddie munson x reader]

A/n: this is the first thing I've written in MONTHS so don't @ me!!! Idk where this came from, but this man brought me my inspiration back!!

Summary: Eddie sneaks in through your window while your parents are still home. Stuff happens. (SMUT-ish) 2.1k

Warnings: nothing major really. unprotected sex, a little bit of name calling, the risk of getting caught... it's a chill one :)

Over the sound of the water hitting the shower floor, you heard the door open, and sighed. "Jesus Christ, can't you kno- Eddie!?"

With a little devious smile on his pretty lips, he slipped inside the bathroom and closed the door behind him without a sound, "Hi, baby"

"How did you get in here?" you asked, slightly enraged but still amused. You were still hidden behind the curtain, with only your head peeking out.

"Through your bedroom window, obviously"

"You can't do this, Eddie, my parents are at home!"

"You think I don't know that?" he shrugged, checking himself out in the foggy mirror. "I would've used the front door otherwise, you made me a key, remember?"

"For emergencies!"

"This is an emergency" Eddie grinned, gently tugging at the shower curtain, "I missed you"

"You're such an idiot, Eddie, if my-"

A swift knock on the door interrupted you. "Y/n?"

"Mom!?"

Your heart nearly stopped as Eddie's eyes threatened to fall out of the orbits.

"Honey, I need that hand lotion we got last week"

"Yeah, I think it's in my room" you lied, looking straight at the little container as it sat peacefully on the edge of the sink.

"No, I'm pretty sure it's in here. I saw it this morning"

"Wait! I'll give it to you in a minute"

"I can get it" she said, and time nearly stopped as you saw the door knob starting to turn.

Before you could even register what was going on, Eddie had jumped inside the bathtub. He was fully clothed, muddy boots included, standing one head taller than you as water poured down his head and body.

You both just stood there, frozen, looking at one another and trying not to burst into laughter.

"Hun, me and dad are gonna go out tonight for a bit, ok?"

"Great, have fun!"

"And your brother is sleeping over at Tom's house, so you'll be on your own"

"That's ok" you said in hopes that she'd be done faster.

Hearing your mother's words, Eddie was barely able to contain himself. Slowly, he leaned down and pressed his lips to your ear. "Think of all the rooms I'm gonna fuck you in"

You didn't even get a chance to react before your mum continued speaking. "You know, this would've been a great opportunity for you to have a boy over"

"Mom!"

"What?" she exclaimed, trying to sound offended. "It's been a year, it's time you got over Steve, baby"

At this point, you didn't even dare look in Eddie's direction. "I am over Steve, mom, remember? I broke up with him"

"That's my girl" Eddie whispered, playing with a strand of your wet hair.

"I still don't understand why you did that, he was perfect for you" your mother continued.

"Yeah, yeah, maybe he was. I don't know, I don't care, I didn't like him like that anymore, now can you let me shower?"

"How about Jason? I met his mother at the grocery store, she seems like an amazing woman"

At that point, you thanked the lord for the shitty pipes and the loud water stream, because otherwise, your mother would've definitely heard the gagging noises Eddie made, and the little yelp he let out when you elbowed him in the stomach.

"I hate Jason, can you leave now? Please?"

"I just feel like you're missing out on things, honey. Before you know it you'll be on your own, working everyday, I don't want you to let these beautiful times pass by, that's all"

"Yes, mum, you're right. But how about we talk about this tomorrow, huh? We'll go out for a coffee or something"

"Sure, hun, whatever you say" she mumbled and then you heard her grab the knob. But the door didn't open. "Promise me you won't spend all night doing homework, ok? You spent more time at the library these past few weeks than I did throughout college"

You saw Eddie grin, and bend down to whisper to you, "Is that what you tell your parents when you come over?"

"Yeah, mhm" you answered them both. "No homework, I promise"

"Ok, baby. I left some money on your desk, order some food, ok? Mama loves you, bye baby!"

"Bye mom!"

"Jesus Christ!" Eddie exclaimed as soon as your mother had left the room. He pushed his wet hair back from his face, and started undressing himself. First, his beloved jean vest, then the leather jacket, the not-so-muddy-anymore boots and then his jeans.

"Eddie, I'm sorry to do this, baby, there's no way we're fucking in the shower"

It was like his whole world crashed on top of him. "What do you mean? Why not?"

"If you think I could get turned on right now, especially in this shower, after the discussion I had with my mom, you're mistaken"

"I bet I can change that," he grinned.

"Not a chance, Eddie" you laughed, and pushed the curtain away. You were one foot out of the bathtub when he grabbed your waist and dragged you back in. "Eddie!"

"I just showered at home, I didn't get undressed for nothing, do you have any idea how difficult it is to put on wet jeans?"

"Jesus Christ, Eddie"

"I'll have you screaming that" he chuckled, pinning you against the cold, marble wall. His lips immediately found yours, and as his tongue pushed inside your mouth, his feet parted your legs.

"Eddie, no" you giggled, nudging him away.

"We're already here, we're already naked, I'm already hard. I don't see what's stopping us?"

"That's all it takes, huh? For you to be hard?"

Eddie raised an eyebrow, and without even a flinch, he pushed his middle finger inside your pussy, and the simple fact that it slipped right in proved his point.

"Any arguments left?" he grinned, and pushed one more finger inside you.

You let your head fall forward to stifle your moans into his shoulder, as he kept a very steady pace against your core.

"I hate you"

"Hate fucking isn't my forte, sweetheart, but we can work something out"

After that, Eddie didn't waste too much time working you up anymore. And he didn't really have to. He gave his cock a few pumps and aligned himself at your entrance, pushing his whole length in with one swift motion.

A rather loud moan broke past your lips, but with the shower still running, you didn't bother to keep quiet. He did shush you however, in-between the kisses he peppered along the side of your neck.

His thrusts were slow but deep, moving your body up and down against the wall as you held on to his shoulders. His fingers were digging holes into your hips, as a way to let out the pressure that was building inside of him. Eddie, unlike you, still tried to keep quiet.

"Fuck, ok, ok-" you panted, raking your nails across his scalp before grabbing hold of his roots, "Faster, please, go faster"

As if he didn't want to. The fact that he had been rock hard ever since he had climbed in through your window didn't help with pacing at all. Ever since he entered you, he was on the edge of bliss, but hell if he wasn't gonna have you come first.

"Look at me, look at me, sweetheart" Eddie whispered, pulling away from you. Your eyes locked just as he picked up his pace, just slightly.

You nodded yes, eyes ready to roll back when he brought his hand between your bodies and started rubbing at your clit.

"Look into my eyes, baby, come on. Don't be like this"

"Yeah, fuck" you moaned, swallowed thickly and forced your head upright.

His thumb worked you hard and fast, in a pattern he already knew so well. It took him about two weeks to learn what your body loved and craved, and he had been using it against you ever since.

"Come on my cock, yeah? Come on, baby, I'm right here, let yourself go. That's my good girl, show me how good I can fuck you"

And his whole plan would've worked. He knew what set you off, and only needed a few more moments in order to have you screaming his name. But another knock on the door interrupted him.

"Y/n, honey?" your mother's voice rang through the bathroom.

"Fuck-" you whispered, tears welled up in your eyes. "Yeah?"

"We're leaving, alright?"

"Ok, bye, mom!"

"Bye, hun!"

As soon as she left, both you and Eddie relaxed, not having moved one muscle ever since the knock. You expected him to pick up where he left off, but instead he didn't, he just watched you, his cock still buried deep inside your pussy.

"What?"

Eddie licked his lips. "You little whore"

Your eyes widened in surprise, but the little smile that curled the corners of your lips betrayed your true emotions.

"What?"

Without any warning, Eddie pulled out and let you down. You were about to protest and cling to him like you always did when you wanted something, but he was faster.

He spun you around to face the wall, and pressed himself against your back. "Think I didn't feel the way you clenched around my cock? Getting caught fucking the outcast made you like that? Hm?"

"Eddie!" you whined, trying to arch yourself back against his cock.

"I think you love the fact that your mom hates me. Don't you?"

He pressed his cock at your entrance and leaned closer to your ear. "Is that why you came and basically jumped me a few days ago at rehearsals? When I had to fuck you in the bathroom twice before you finally calmed down? Wasn't that just right after that article came out? Where everyone trash talked me? Accused me and my friends of all those horrible things?"

"Fuck- fuck, ok, maybe!"

"Oh, I was wrong about you, sweetheart"

"Eddie!" you cried, "Please!"

"Please, what?"

"Fuck me, please"

"I don't know..." he teased, and you couldn't take it anymore.

"Eddie!! Just please, please, just fuck me. I'm begging you, please"

"That's my good girl" he chuckled and kissed the side of your neck. "Was that so hard?"

You barely managed to shake your head before he entered you again. This time however, he didn't waste any more time. Balls deep from the very first thrust, he worked up a pace that had you almost crying out in pleasure in seconds.

"Fuck, I'm close, Eddie"

"I know you are, baby" he said and wrapped his fingers in your hair. He pulled you up against your chest and held you tight as he continued to ram his cock into you. "Come for me, doll, come on"

And you did. Moments after, the orgasm washed over you like never before. Your body trembled and you felt exhausted, but he held you up, fucking himself into you until he was finished too.

"Fuck-" Eddie breathed out, letting his weight fall against the wall right beside you.

Suddenly feeling empty without him so tightly wrapped around your body, you pushed yourself up and moved over to lean against his chest as his cum leaked down your thighs.

With the remaining bits of energy inside his body, Eddie wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed the top of your head.

"I love you," you said.

"I love you, sweetheart"

Knowing very well this was only the beginning of a very long night, you and Eddie soon left the shower and headed downstairs to order food. You settled on a monstrous pizza with a little bit of everything before going into the kitchen to make some drinks.

"You know what you said about my mom, about how I like the fact that she hates you?"

"Mhm" Eddie nodded as he poured vodka into your cup.

"You're right"

"Of course I am," he chuckled. "When have I ever been wrong?"

"I mean it! I wanna tell her about us!"

"I obviously don't wanna cause you any problems, doll, but I'm all for that"

"I'm gonna do it tomorrow, I'm done hiding you, I want everyone to know we're together"

With a ridiculously big smile on his lips, Eddie walked over to you, "You have no idea how happy that makes me"

"Hiding was fun though"

"I can think of stuff," Eddie laughed.

Like every time you hung out with Eddie, time flew right by. Before you knew it, the pizza had arrived and the drinks weren't even ready yet.

"I'll go get it, '' Eddie announced and sprinted out of the kitchen.

You couldn't help but laugh at yourself, thinking of him wearing only his wet pair of underwear and your Pink Floyd t-shirt that didn't even get close to his ass as he opened the door.

"Um, Y/n?" Eddie yelled from the front door.

"Yeah?" you asked as you jogged over.

"I don't think you're gonna have to wait until tomorrow to tell your mom about us" he said just as your eyes landed on your half naked boyfriend who was standing next to your very pissed off mother.

"Fuck"

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfic #joseph quinn fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfiction

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the-lazy-cat-bakes-souffles · 2 years

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I can’t stop thinking about the way that when Robin hears Nancy’s name in Season 3 she rolls her eyes and calls her a priss, but then not five minutes later she runs into Nancy in the flesh who’s apparently in the thick of the insane situation Robin has become unwittingly wrapped up in. Her makeup is smudged and her hair is messy and she’s terse with Robin and all Robin can do is utter a flustered reply while giving her this look:

And then shortly afterwards Robin watches as Nancy plants herself in front of a station wagon full of kids and shoots at an oncoming speeding car with a pistol, fully ready to sacrifice herself to protect them. That night at the Star Court Mall changes everything Robin thought about this dainty, pretty, prissy girl who turns out to be a certified badass with nerves of steel.

After this, Robin is smitten. She volunteers to go with Nancy the moment an opportunity presents itself. When they’re waiting in the library, she assumes that Nancy has some genius trick up her sleeve because since Star Court she’s built up an idea of who she is in her mind: brilliant and brave and tenacious. Robin is so desperate for Nancy to like her that she loses all pretense of sardonic aloofness that we see around other characters and the words start spilling out, exactly as she described when venting to Steve about how she behaves around girls she’s crushing on.

Robin is self-conscious and apologetic about how she comes across to Nancy, she repeatedly tries to diffuse the underlying tension between them in any way that she can, and is particularly keen to emphasise the platonic nature of her friendship with Steve. Despite barely knowing Nancy, she starts using the nickname “Nance” right away. There’s a sincere and earnest effort to win Nancy’s approval and affection; Robin needs it more than she even realises.

And the thing is, it works. Nancy starts off cool and irritable and exasperated (which, one should point out, may be in no small part because she’d been up all night looking for her friend who she just found brutally murdered - cut her some slack folks!), but after those two hours with Robin in the library, she realises that she’s remarkably bright and creatively minded and complements her own logical way of thinking so well. You can see the journey she undergoes in that short period of time written on her face: bemusement and impatience soon give way to respect and the dawning realisation that she’s met her intellectual match, someone with the same insatiable curiosity and a whole new way of seeing the world to show her.

Nancy has so many emotional walls built up from years of repression and trauma, especially surrounding having and losing friends (not to mention, potentially, her own repressed queerness), but Robin despite her insecurities over her lack of filter and tendency to ramble and her other personal quirks manages to steal in past those defences. After that first encounter together, Nancy wants Robin by her side at all times. Even though she knows Steve, Dustin, Lucas and Max so much better, she picks Robin to come with her to Pennhurst, she asks Robin to explore the Creel House with her, she has Robin ride shotgun with her in her car. They stick together as a pair at every turn.

This is so, so important: Nancy grows to like and care about Robin because of her being totally and utterly herself. The Robin whose mouth moves faster than her brain, the Robin who is relentlessly inquisitive and goofy and clumsy, the Robin who is at her most overtly neurodivergent around her. And Robin is slowly but surely finding confidence in herself and courage through that relationship, she’s taking risks she never would have before, and learning that her perceived flaws are actually strengths. When talking to Warden Hatch at Pennhurst with Nancy, it’s her runaway way with words that saves them and leaves Nancy incredibly impressed. The unmasked, unfiltered, beautiful gay disaster Robin Buckley is the person Nancy comes to admire and develops a deep fondness for.

It’s been said many times before, but Robin and Nancy complete each other. As we’ve just established, Nancy quickly becomes a source of reassurance, inspiration and affirmation for Robin. And Robin is someone who can keep up with Nancy’s laser-focused fixations and faced-paced thinking, who can challenge her to consider things she never would have otherwise. She also encourages Nancy to be more honest with herself and makes her feel at ease at a time when she’s more lost than ever. Robin is always carefully reading Nancy and respects her opinions and feelings; she’s the friend and confidant Nancy has been missing in her life all this time since losing Barb.

When they’re talking in the woods, it’s not what Robin says about Steve or Jonathan that Nancy latches onto. What truly takes her aback is the realisation that Robin considers them to be friends, and both quietly, bashfully blush and smile to themselves at that confirmation. However adrift Nancy might be from her complex feelings over Jonathan and Steve or her unhealed emotional scars, she’s found an anchor in someone. However insecure Robin might feel about herself, she’s found a girl who she doesn’t have to pretend with.

And then we come to perhaps the most revealing scene of the season so far: when Eddie, Steve, Nancy and Robin are on the boat over Lover’s Lake. The parallels to Tammy Thompson are evident as Robin stares at Nancy who can’t pull her eyes away from Steve, and the way in which the camera focuses on the two characters in the frame imparts so much more than Robin simply being happy for the rekindled feelings of her friends. Her longing expression breaking into a soft smile and the bowing of her head feels like the sad acceptance of something she believes to be unattainable for her.

Nancy demonstrates her trademark reckless abandon to protect the people she loves when she dives in to rescue Steve without hesitation after he’s pulled under, but Robin’s reaction is gut-wrenching as she cries out Nancy’s name and reaches for her. And then Robin, who beneath her snarky facade is far more scared than she likes to let on, pushes down those fears and without wasting a second moves to go after her with a sense of resigned determination. The framing of this scene, the dialogue and Maya Hawke’s performance make it clear that Robin is willingly following Nancy Wheeler into hell. As Eddie says, that’s as sure a sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen.

Regardless of whether the romantic subtext is intentional or this relationship is supposed to remain strictly platonic, Nancy and Robin’s blossoming friendship is a very special one. Having swiftly dismantled their presumptions about one another, they’ve found true synergy, inspiring and pushing each other to be the best versions of themselves. In spite, or rather because of their differences, the two are slowly but surely forging a profound bond that is already one of the most charming and memorable on the show to date, and with any luck, we’ll get some meaningful and moving payoffs to their arcs together in Vol 2. Perhaps, through each other, Nancy and Robin will finally find the closure, catharsis and connection they’ve been yearning for.

Thanks so much to @meanlesbianrobin for providing the accompanying screenshots!

#stranger things #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #ronance #meta #stranger things spoilers #stranger things 4 spoilers #long post #mine

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allophonicmess · 5 months

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Past's Lilac Haze

Chapter 1

Masterlist

You only wanted to help you niece with her theatre project. And it got you and your Timelord husband involved in an alien attack on one of London's most famous theatres.

So much for his retirement plans.

14th Doctor x Timelord!Wife! Reader

"Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,

Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,

Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew,

As true as truest horse, that yet would never tire.

I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb."

You read with your best olden accent and high-pitched tone, imitating a squeaky girl's voice as the play asks you to. No reaction. You looked up from your script, expecting Rose to, in turn, answer with her line.

"Ninny's tomb." You repeated, nodding expectantly towards the crumpled printout in her hands. It was covered in annotations and highlighting, making it somewhat hard to read the actual text.

"You have to correct me now. Because I said Ninny's tomb." You explained, moving onto your knees to lean over and point her to the correct line. But she just stared at the text, trying to figure out what to do.

"Uh, but why do I need to correct you?" She suddenly started flipping through the pages, trying to find some context that seemed to be missing. She sighed, shaking her head in frustration.

"You need to correct me. Flute says it wrong. It needs to be Ninus tomb." You explained, showing her your own less annotated but aged copy.

"But you just said that! Ninus tomb-"She felt irritated. It was a mistake to even enter the theatre club. She wasn't made for the stage, as learning text was way too hard. And she knew her acting wasn't much better; her mum noticed it too, cringing during the open rehearsals but always pretending to love it.

"No, that's the joke. Flute says Ninny's tomb so that Quince can correct him- "You stopped, setting down your text." We'll take a break. I can see that you are losing concentration."

You got up, placing your booklet on the wooden coffee table that sat in front of the red satin two-seater. Rose had asked you to help her with her theatre role, much to the dismay of the Doctor (who bragged that he once was a Shakespearean actor, but Rose didn't care too much). So you offered her the chance to choose your study environment from any place she could think of. But instead of using the room emulator, she decided the Tardis library, which now came in a gorgeous dark wood and deep red satin theme, was the perfect environment. And you had to agree; It was a great choice.

"I'm going to get us some drinks, and then we can continue. You want tea or hot chocolate?" you asked, gently rubbing her shoulder. You loved your new role as her magic alien auntie, or so she coined the term.

"Go back to your texts? I thought you two were done." The Doctor called as he entered the room. He had taken the day to set some things with Unit. They called in multiple crisis meetings to ensure that another incident like the Toymaker would not be possible. He hated the politics of it. So boring. But he saw the action plan as a positive initiative to prevent further harm to Earth or its citizens, so it was worth the effort.

He confidently walked over to you, catching you by the waist to pull you into a hug. He hugged a lot. It was as if his body felt the need to compensate for the hug-free dry stretch during number 12. Not that you minded; his clinginess was somewhat cute.

"There is no need to get back to the text. I'll just text my theatre teacher and tell her I quit." Rose sighed, dropping her script next to your booklet on the table and sinking into her seat.

"No, you can't!" The Doctor whined, but he quickly whispered into your ear. "She that bad?" He cringed, hoping that Donna had been exaggerating.

You rolled your eyes, thinking of a good answer. "Not bad, just… slow of study." You laughed softly at your own joke. But you quickly regretted it when you saw that twinkle in the Doctor's eyes. He had caught on. Oh no.

"Slow of study, you say?" He spoke with a booming theatre voice.

"Oh no, please." You shook your head at him, hoping to make him stop. But it wasn't any good as, with starting his fourteenth life cycle, he had reached his Dad-joke era.

"Please don't" You pleaded softly.

"Have you the lion's part written?" He continued, moving away from you to kneel down at the side of the sofa. He was going all in, hiding behind the sofa's armrest only to slowly come up behind it. He looked at Rose with a playful expression, which shifted into a mix of shyness and embarrassment. The young woman tried to look away, to keep the frown on her face. But she couldn't fight the smile that spread over her face caused by the Doctor's shenanigans.

"Pray you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study" he asked in a pinched voice. He stayed low, looking between Rose and the texts on the table.

A moment of silence as the Doctor stayed true to his role, and Rose's attitude began to crumble. You watched with a smile on your face. You believed him about having been a Shakespearean actor. He had talent.

"You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring," Rose answered in a small voice. She crossed her arms, trying to appear uninterested as the Doctor began to cheer.

"Ha! See, you do know the text!" He laughed, quickly getting up and moving around the sofa to stand behind it. He laughed, shaking Rose by her scrunched-up shoulders. She tried very hard to keep quiet but stood no chance against the Doctor's infectious laughter.

"You will give the best Peter Quince performance there ever was. I just know it!" He turned, looking at your reaction. But you simply stood in the doorway, grinning softly at him.

You loved to see him at ease in his new life; just see him be happy.

He loved to make you happy; be the cause of that radiant smile.

"Okay, then. You help her study since you seem to know the text by heart." You crossed your arms in a challenging manner.

"I'll go get some drinks." You turned into the hallway to get to the kitchen, but Rose stopped you, calling your name.

"It would be really helpful to go and see a performance, no? For uhh... Artistic inspiration." She suggested but continued before you had the chance to comment. "And I don't mean the recordings. They are nice, sure, but-"

"It's not the same as live theatre." The Doctor continued, nodding in agreement. He had settled down on the other seat next to his niece, casually leaning back, arms crossed over his chest and nodding slowly.

"Exactly!" Rose swiftly turned around in her seat, looking at you with expectation. She knew that she didn't need to persuade the Doctor. He was ready and excited for any type of trip despite his retirement. You were the one she needed to convince.

"No." You stated simply. "We can go to the theatre like regular people. You know, take the bus, pay for tickets and so on. But we are not travelling." You shook your head. The term holds a much more significant meaning to the three of you than to the ordinary person. But Rose was all too aware that she had the two of you wrapped around her finger.

"Oh, c'mon! We don't have to travel far. It was on at the Globe this summer. What's a few months, eh?" The Doctor argued, his legs now kicked up onto the table.

You huffed a laugh. "Just a few months? Funny coming from the man that is still having difficulties with precision landing."

"Oh, no, not this again." He sighed, "I land where I need to go; the Tardis works in mysterious ways. It knows when I need to be off by a few days… or years…"

Right. You felt no need to comment on what could only be a joke.

"Besides, I spent the last years always on the go. Been able to practice a lot, you know? I mean, compared to you-"

"We don't talk about that now." You warned him gently yet firmly.

He turned around to face you, genuinely sorry about bringing the topic up.

"Talk about what?" Rose picked up on the tense situation. This was precisely what you tried to avoid.

"I'll explain it to you eventually, but not now. It's a bit touchy." You told her, hopefully stopping her from asking any further. And she understood, nodding with empathy and then turning back to her text, thinking that any talk about travelling was over.

For a moment, the library got very quiet. Only the soft cracking of wood and the rustlings of paper could be heard.

You were going to be strict, just once. Only this one time.

…

To hell with it.

You sighed deeply: "I love the Globe, I really do. But this year's version wasn't any good."

Your comment made Rose set down her notes and turn in your direction slowly. She was about to activate her puppy-dog look, but you already gave in.

"1598-"You couldn't finish your sentence in time as she had already gotten up to wrap you up in a big hug.

"But! My rules." You hugged her with a soft smile. The Doctor watched you two with amusement.

"We go there, we watch the play, and we leave. No prancing around and no adventuring."

Rose let go of you, nodding very quickly and waiting for further instructions. You huffed a laugh at her giddy expression, nodding towards the hallway to notion her to get to the console room.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She called, running towards the console room.

The Doctor also got up, watching after and chucking softly at her. "She is making you go soft." He noted, pushing up the sleeves of his dress shirt. "Soon she will be unstoppable, spoilt rotten and hijacking the Tardis", He joked, moving in slow, languid steps towards you. You were still leaning against the wall by the door.

"Nah, not on my watch." You pushed yourself off the wall to exit the room. But the Doctor quickly caught your wrist, holding it gently. He looked at you apologetically.

"I'm sorry for bringing it up. That wasn't appropriate nor funny." He looked at you sadly, trying to let you feel his honesty. You nodded, turning your hand in his hold to his hand.

"It's okay. She'll have to know eventually. Keeping a tragic backstory hidden from that one? You wish." You joked, squeezing the Doctor's hand and leading him outside. He quickly moved to kiss your temple. It made you pause, taking him in momentarily and appreciating how your story had turned out.

"But- "You spoke into the moment of silence.

He huffed a laugh: "But?... You fly?"

You grinned, keeping yourself steady on his shoulders as you reached up to peck a kiss on his lips.

"You know it, Darling."

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tulipsforyourlips · 23 days

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✧˖°. i found you ✧˖°. (5)

|| the sandman x dead boy detectives ||

SUMMARY: You run the dead boys detective agency along with your two best friends. And somehow two ghosts and a living girl make it work. Until you dream one night, of dream himself.

PAIRING: dream of the endless x fem!reader

WC: 1500

WARNINGS: mentions of blood (the usual)

PART 5 ✧˖°.

You were sitting on your bed, pondering over Dream's words or actually the lack of them from last night. Why was it bothering you so much who he loved or did not? He probably had gone through an army of lovers being so ancient. You knew there was Nada, Calliope, courtesy of Matthew's inability to stay quiet for more than two seconds, and now Hope. But there was something about the first time he had said her name, pure anguish coating every syllable, that had your heart retreating into itself.

"No mate there is absolutely no way I am leaving her behind." Charles' muffled voice sliced through your silent rambling.

"Charles you cannot be serious. We can't put the entire agency to a halt because of one client," Edwin wailed.

"What's the problem?" You peeped through your door.

That's when you saw Jesse's curled form on the couch and the overheard conversation bore logic.

"She's still here?"

"Yeah." Edwin's face wore a scowl. But as he sensed the oncoming taunting suggestion from you, he hurriedly added, "which I have no problem with of course."

"Sure mate," you smirked. "I will stay with her."

Charles lifted his eyebrows.

"Yeah I am feeling super tired anyways. You guys go ahead," you assured the lot of two.

"How do you manage to feel exhausted after sleeping 10 hours a day absolutely stuns me. You stun me woman." Charles relieved a deep breath.

"Aw thankyou love," you pouted.

"Alright, Hazel keep a watch on her. And if anything strange occurs, call us immediately," Edwin spoke. "You sure you aren't staying behind because of your mysterious guy?"

You gave a mock chuckle.

"No seriously Haz how are things going with him?" Charles wiggled his brows. "Which base-"

"Okay okay okay out! Both of you."

You dropped the book titled 'Hope' with a thud on the table in front of you. You were waiting for Dream to join you tonight and in the meantime, your inquisitiveness had gotten a tight grip on you. So you had raked the library to locate Dream's past lover's record successfully, you might add. Excitement swooshing in your entire body, you flung the book open. Nothing. White blankness stared at you. You flipped through the pages. Still nothing. Are you kidding me? How is this even possible? Lucienne had told you that any being, immortal or not, living or not, had a book dedicated to their dreams and stories. Before you could lose more of your mind on the enigma on your hands, you heard the flapping of Matthew's wings. You quickly put the useless book back in its place.

"Boss wants ya."

You gaped at the apparition in front of you. Consider a rhinoceros, but bigger and scarier and from a fairy land. He was partially covered in moss and vines loosely wrapped around his ears and horn. You pitied the humans back in the waking world whose dreams the animal had ever had a cameo in. You were just glad you weren't one of them. Now not so much as the whimsical rhinoceros slowly made its way in your direction. You stretched your arm in front of you. And closed your eyes in concentration. The sounds of heavy stamping grew louder. You can do this. You have been doing this for weeks. The literal fate of the world depended on you being able to do this. You opened your eyes. Yellow eyes speedily approached you. You got this. Blinding pain seared through your palm where the pointed horn of the creature tore through your skin and the acute scent of copper wafted into the air. Dream raised his hand to dispel his creation.

"No!" you shouted. "Don't."

"Haz-"

"I got this." You got this.

Blackness seeped into the periphery of your vision but you reeled your focus back to the huffing beast in front of you. He started towards you again, sand flying from the rear of his feet. You shut your eyes. Enough. You are chosen for a destiny far greater than yours, Dream's words from your first encounter surfaced in your mind when you had accused him of being a serial killer. So much time had passed since then, so much time putting your body and mind through vigorous training, so much time withholding yourself from your bestfriends, so much time with Dream, who had placed his faith in your hands, gentle and soft. A faint energy began buzzing in the core of your soul, spreading throughout, tickling every nerve in your body and roaring in your ears. You opened your eyes, the creature's angry black pupils crashed against your outstretched bleeding hand, almost. The second his bristly face came in contact with your touch, his pupils dilated and he skidded to a stop. Your hand glowed with the hum of energy that slowly receded back from wherever it had come from, inside you. The animal leaned into your touch before pulling back and leaped away to from wherever Dream had summoned him. Dream. You tilted your head to where he stood, his lips twitched upwards all so ever slightly, a ghost of a smile. A fire ignited in your heart, from where it trickled down your insides, painting them warm, at the sight. He walked towards you and the wave of adrenaline rush that had kept you distracted from your punctured hand that was reddening the sand below, died down. Before the blood loss could take its toll on you, Dream's calloused yet silken fingers wrapped around your wounded hand. His touch though cold, lit your skin on fire. He rubbed sand over your hand. The blow of the pain simmered down to a dull ache. He severed the contact between your skins, leaving behind an abrupt chill. It was as if your body was calling for his hand again, craving for his touch.

His perfect lips parted, perfect? you perverted brain get a grip, "Hazel? Hazel?"

Shit. Were you staring? "Yeah,"

"How is your hand?"

You looked down, a black cloth was tied around it. How long were you zoned out?

You might have cared for the throbbing pain still lapping around it if you weren't reveling in the ecstasy your triumph had wrought. "It's better. Thankyou."

"You did well tonight, mortal."

"Shut. Up!" You turned towards the newly joined raven on your shoulder. "He can hand out praise?" You asked incredulously.

"Unsolved mysteries of the world," Matthew replied.

Dream's lips fought a smile.

You fisted blades of grass within your fingers as you sat alongside the Dream lord in your favourite place of all the realms. The darkness was slowly fading away, a hint of pink dotting the mountain edges. It would soon be time for you to wake up.

"Dream,"

Morpheus turned his attention to you. You didn't like the intensity of it.

"Yes mortal?"

You hesitated.

Dream's gravelly voice jeered, "How many questions do you have?" Amusement danced in his eyes.

You sighed and laid down your head on the soft grass. "It was you, wasn't it? That day at the sisters' house. You saved me from Aura." You finally gave voice to the doubt solidifying in your mind.

"That isn't a question Hazel."

"Why?"

"Because you are important to the survival of the realms."

You felt a brush of disappointment at his answer. What were you expecting? That made a perfect explanation for why he had saved you. This partnership was not forged out of any preference or want. You were chosen for this. He was stuck with you.

"So what happens now? With the nightmares under control- Why did you even create them in the first place? Just some merry dreams would have sufficed don't ya reckon?"

"Nightmares serve a crucial purpose. They are merely meant to reflect a man's worst fears so he can face them."

"I wish I could say makes sense."

"Don't trouble your puny mortal brain with the rules of the universe," he said in a teasing tone.

Your laugh was gradual but it came. He was getting better with his jokes. You felt Dream watch you intently. He had begun to open up. You had managed to writhe little information about his past but whatever you had, the Corinthian, Roderick Burgess, Rose Walker, he had given it up willingly. Do you ever get lonely? You had asked him your first time in the Dreaming. Even though he hadn't replied to you then, you had come to know the answer. He was just as eager for company as you were for his.

"Well back to the concerned topic, with the dreams now learning to trust again, what happens now?" You asked.

The sun had emerged from the diving nook between the mountains. Its rays spilled honey all around you.

"We will decide tomorrow." Were the last words of your dream as you were tugged back into wakeness.

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hylkun · 10 months

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★ highschool crushes ateez

ot8 x gn!reader . 0.8k . fluff/romance . highschool!au . lower case intended .

seonghwa is known by practically the whole campus — the main reason being his looks. every year when valentine’s day came around it wasn’t a surprise to see seonghwa’s desk full of letters, chocolates, gifts and all sorts of things. however he never read a letter, ate a chocolate or keep a gift. he threw each of them away once the day was done, because he had eyes for you. the next valentine’s day, you found a pink letter on your desk decorated with stickers and doodles, and a candy bar beside it. there was a note, that read: “happy valentine’s day. wanna be mine? - p.s.”

hongjoong is the class president, the only student who manages to get everyone in order because they found him intimidating. he observed that he never had to speak to you about behaving or lowering down because, well, you were always in your own world. hongjoong grew to like you since it was one less student he had to deal with daily. later, he found out that he didn’t just like you because of your well mannered behavior, but also your personality. but it took him weeks to ask you out because he could never find the courage to.

yunho decided to tryout for the school’s volleyball team, since he needed some type of extracurricular activity on his record to get into a good college. during tryouts you just so happened to be walking by the court and as yunho hit the ball with the palm of his hand it shot right towards you and struck you in the face. like the gentleman he is he carried you to the infirmary and waited for you to awake so he could formally apologize to you. but when you did, he found himself stumbling all over his words. the next day, you found a note from yunho on your desk. “sorry again! call me xxx-xxx-xxxx.”

yeosang doesn’t talk much and is mostly seen in the library reading. you are somewhat similar to him and also spend your free time in the library. one day yeosang heard that the new volume of his favorite novel, “Imagine us in Heaven” had been added to the library and scurried to read it. but he never knew that you had also peeked an interest in the novel and the both of you grabbed for the book at the same time. “oh, i’m sorry. do you want to read it first?” yeosang couldn’t help but feel his heart race at the fact there was someone who was a fan of this novel too. by the end of the day you were joined by the hip and ranting about the book.

san, the captain of the school’s national football team. everywhere he goes girls ogle and drool over him. many wish to be with him but he’s rejected so many that he’s started to lose count. unfortunately you were also one of those people who were rejected by him. “i’m sorry, i don’t feel the same way about you,” he said. he told himself he had absolutely zero feelings for you but the next day when he saw you laughing so sweetly with his classmates his blood boiled a little too much..

no one has ever heard mingi talk unless a teacher had called upon him or someone spoke to him first which was rare. during math class he wasn’t expecting anyone to voluntarily sit beside him, until you did. he was surprised that someone would want to sit with him, let alone start a conversation. although he never responded to you you kept the conversation going which made his heart swell. he felt an emptiness when the ball rang and you had to leave. hopefully tomorrow, he could find the courage to sit with you.

everyone found wooyoung intimidating, to the point where people would make a path in the hallway to make ample space for him. you were also part of this majority that never dared to walk within a foot’s radius of wooyoung, until you lost a bet with your friends and had to go up and start a conversation with him. once you stood in front him and he acknowledged you you could feel your heart rate quickening and beads of sweat rolling down your forehead. “hi, i’m (name). wanna be my friend?” you internally cringed at the sentence that left your mouth but, you were even more shocked when he agreed.

jongho was your seatmate but he’d never talk to you. you tried purposely dropping your belongings so he’d hand them to you, asking him for help when you knew the answers very well and even asking him if he needed help. but outside of class, he never spoke to you. until one day you asked him for assistance for the umpteenth time. “so, if you multiply that 3 times by itself that’s your answer.” you smiled happily at him although you already knew the formula. “you’re really smart, y’know that?” jongho only nodded but he couldn’t help but smile uncontrollably.

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beyonddmythoughtssworld · 6 months

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missed call | rafe cameron x reader

requested by Anonymous

Summary: After a simple miscommunication, you’re forced to deal with the wrath of Rafe’s controlling ways.

Word Count: 4.8k

Warnings: 18+ content, angst, arguing, manipulation, boyfriend!rafe, cursing, emotional abuse, crying, sad!reader, mean!rafe, naive!reader

a/n: this was requested, i changed some things up to make it a little longer, but i hope you enjoy it anon! i do plan on working through more requests, i'm just a college student but after finals this week i'll have more time to actually work through my requests so i can do longer fics. anyways, i hope you like this 😭

“Alright, class dismissed,” The professor stated over the sounds of students packing their bags and pulling out their chairs. You give a sigh of relief that the class is over, tossing your bag over your shoulder as you make your way along the sea of people leaving the class.

“Make sure to have those speeches done! First ones begin on Monday!” His words go in one ear and out of the other as you rush out the classroom, ready to get the day over with and relax at home. You pause once you’re out of the classroom, leaning against the wall and opening your messages.

Almost like he could sense it, your boyfriend’s face pops up on your phone as he calls. You roll your eyes as you chuckle to yourself, it’s just like Rafe to be waiting to call you after class. You’re about to answer when a hand on your shoulder grabs your attention.

“Hey, are you ready to go?” Daniel smiles at you. You mimic the action as you nod, you push your phone into your back pocket and make the mental note to text him once you get to study hall.

“Where’s Jen?”

“Already in the library with Michaela. They got a study room,” He explained, and you quickly fall into small talk as you make your way across campus. Your friends are already working when you guys enter the small room, and you smile at them.

“Hey guys,” You greet, sitting next to Jen as Daniel sits across from you.

They both respond in unison, “Hey.”

You spend the first half hour bullshitting around. You’re not used to being able to just hang out with your friends. Most of the time you’re with Rafe. You didn’t complain; you loved being around him. But it’s nice to be reminded you have a life outside of him.

“So we already split up who’s gonna say which sections, we just need to practice jumping off of each other and the transitions,” Michaela led, clicking her pen as she swirled around in her seat.

“Okay, let me get my notes,” You reach into your bag. “Who’s first?”

“I’ll do the intro to our product and the ‘problem’ it’s supposed to solve,” Jen starts.

“Then Daniel will jump in..”

“Honestly, the guy’s a complete asshole,” Michaela laughed as you walked from the entrance of the library. The four of you were walking in a little huddle, you and Michaela taking the forefront while Jen talked with Daniel behind you.

You’d been discussing the nerves around giving the speeches, hoping it would all go well and you would all remember your parts. Because Lord knows if you didn’t, the asshole who sits in the front of the classroom would be the first to point it out.

You made a noise of agreement, nodding as you pointed out, “And he sits in the front row just waiting to say something that’s wrong with the speech.”

“Then he gets up there s-s-stuttering,” Jen interjects, making all of you break out into a round of laughter. You’re about to say your goodbyes and text Rafe that you need to be picked up when Michaela stops in her tracks.

“Uh. Y/N,” Michaela drags, eyes pinched together as she pointed towards the sidewalk. You followed her direction, seeing Rafe standing there in the sea of people walking towards their next class. His hands were shoved into his pockets, a hard look on his face as he looked at you, eyes bouncing around to your friends.

“How’d he know you were even here?” Jane whispered, and you looked over at them with a sheepish expression. The girls simultaneously roll their eyes, and you sigh at what’s to come out of their mouth.

“I thought you said you were gonna talk about not sharing your location anymore,” Jen continued in a hushed tone.

Michaela muttered, “For this reason exactly.”

“I did,” You defended, voice growing higher at the look of disbelief on their faces. “We did. He just likes to have it just in case. It’s not like I don’t have his either.”

“Yeah but you don’t use it to pop up randomly,” Michaela remarked, motioning towards Rafe. You grabbed her arm, putting it back down as you frowned at her.

“Stop,” You said, looking at Rafe again to see him shifting more in his stance, telling you he was growing tired of waiting. You start to walk towards him, turning to wave at the girls. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow? We can finish going over it.”

“Okay, we’ll text you if we add any more notes,” Jen called out, a stressed out look on her face at you once again ignoring her concerns. But you’ve heard it all before and you knew it wasn’t going to change how you felt. You put a smile on your face as you grow closer to Rafe, but he doesn’t give you any indication of what’s going through his mind. That scares you.

If it was one thing you loved about Rafe, it was his unpredictability. The random night trips to the beach where a small picnic just happens to be waiting with a bottle of wine. Randomly coming to the apartment with a bouquet of flowers. Popping up when you’re pulling an all nighter at the Student Center to just sit with you while you work. It kept you on your toes; excited you.

But that same quality had the ability to make you feel… unsure. When Rafe was quiet, it didn’t normally mean a good thing. It meant that his brain was the opposite, thoughts running a mile a minute. You wondered if something happened today, running through your head how he was acting before you left for class this morning.

He seemed okay; passed out in the bed and yet sending you off with a lazy kiss to the lips and going right back to sleep. You’d been texting him up until you went into your last class of the day — and then completely forgot to text after. Realization hit that it slipped your mind to text Rafe once you got to study hall, and you sigh to yourself.

You reach his car in the student parking lot, having to pick up your pace the whole way to match Rafe’s long strides. He got to the truck first, opening the passenger side door and letting you get in. He slams it shut, making you jump as you put your seatbelt on and wait for him to get in.

You start to feel more unsettled when he does, your boyfriend not sparing you a glance as he starts the truck and takes off. He’s speeding, and you feel the annoyance start to bubble up inside of you; he knows you don’t like it when he drives recklessly while you’re in the car.

“Are you gonna say anything?”

You watch as his jaw clenches, his fingers flexing on the steering wheel as he ignores you at first. Your eyes stay on him, trying to get him to talk. If he just talked to you about it, you can try to come up with some sort of solution.

You hated when he was mad at you, because he had mastered the skill of icing you completely out. The sweet boyfriend you got ninety percent of the time is nowhere to be found, the only thing left being someone who seemed like their main goal was to hurt you.

“I called you,” He responded simply, the only sign of his agitation being how hard he was gripping the steering wheel, knuckles growing white. You sighed, thinking to yourself

“I know, I-” You started to explain, Rafe cutting you off in a stern tone.

“And texted. Multiple times.”

“I told you that I was going to be with my group after class today,” You reminded him, turning to face him in the seat. You remembered it vividly; right before you left for class that morning you told him that you’d be staying on campus after your last class to work on the project.

Never mind the fact that you’ve told him at least two other times in the last week.

Rafe scoffs, lip quirking in mock amusement, “I’m not seeing where that explains how you couldn’t answer a phone call.”

“I meant to answer but then..” Pausing, you remembered what exactly distracted you. When Daniel came up to you, you completely lost track of mind and didn’t even think to answer Rafe back. It was a simple mistake, but you knew that Rafe would hear one syllable of Daniel’s name and assume the worst. “I’m sorry. It slipped my mind and I really didn’t see your texts.”

“What were you gonna say?” He asked, looking over at you for the first time since you got in the truck. “You meant to answer and then..”

You sighed, not wanting to lie straight to his face. “Then Daniel came up-”

Another scoff leaves him, and you raise your tone a little in defense and frustration at what you know is coming, “-And we walked to the library together.”

Rafe was silent again, flexing his jaw in annoyance and turning on the street to your apartment.

“So I come to get you after class — like I always do — and you’re not there or answering me because you wanted to walk with Daniel?”

You lean on the middle console, pinching the bridge of your nose as you sighed, “I’m not arguing about him again.”

“We’re not arguing about him. We’re arguing about you,” He retorted, reaching over and grabbing your wrist, pulling the support for your head. You meet his gaze, his blue eyes cold as he spits, “I told you I don’t like you around him and you go out of your way to be around him and decide that’s the time you don’t want to answer your phone.”

“I didn’t go out of my way-”

He cuts you off again, letting go of the iron grip he had on your wrist as he parks in front of your building. You lean back into the passenger side as he continues, “You didn’t even tell me he was going to be there but you’re not answering me because you’re busy hanging out with him.”

“And Michaela and Jenn,” You snapped. “It wasn’t just us. And I wasn’t even looking at my phone we were going over the project-”

He turns off the car, sole attention on you now, and you don’t know if that makes you feel better or worse. He’s grown more and more agitated the longer you continue to argue, and this isn’t how you wanted to spend a Friday night. He was supposed to ask you how it went and you were supposed to cook dinner that you both were supposed to enjoy. Now, you’d be lucky if this night even ended in you sleeping in the same bed.

“You know I come to get you after class and you don’t check your phone?”

“Because I told you that I was-” You start to explain, anger getting to you as you give an exasperated sigh, “I don’t want to argue about this!”

“Then don’t do the shit!” He shouted, breathing in as he leaned back into the driver's seat, head resting as he closed his eyes. You feel the tears start to prickle at your eyes, and you blink them away as Rafe looks at you. “I’m sorry for wanting to walk my girlfriend after class when it’s the only time I get to see you during the day.”

You don’t mean to respond sarcastically, but at this point you’re over the argument and how Rafe’s acting. “Rafe, we live together. You would’ve seen me in an hour.”

He gives a dry laugh, nodding to himself as he unbuckles himself and gets out of the car. You start to get out of the car, watching as Rafe starts to walk ahead before pausing on the sidewalk. He walks back, opening your door for you and waiting for you to get out.

You start to walk to the apartment, Rafe’s hand hovering over the small of your back. When you make it inside, you reach for him only for him to ignore you, pushing past to walk to the bedroom.

“Please don’t-” You start to plead, following him to the room as you drop your bag on the floor.

“Don’t what?” He asks monotonously, digging through his nightstand. “It’s fine. You don’t want me to see you after class. I won’t.”

“That’s not what I want,” You start to say, Rafe ignoring you as he finds what he’s looking for, shoving it into his pocket as he starts to leave the room. You grab his arm, pulling him to you as you ask him to just stay here. If he stays, you can talk about it. If he leaves, he’s only going to come back as someone you couldn’t stand to be around.

He looks over you, only giving in to kiss you as he mumbles, “I’ll be back later.”

•••

It’s been two days since the argument. As you expected, Rafe made you sleep alone that first night. It should’ve been more of a punishment for him; having to sprawl out on the couch. But the two of you knew the arrangement was hurting you a lot more. When you’d gotten the place, you shared your feelings about not wanting to sleep alone.

“Kind of defeats the whole purpose of living together,” You point out as he runs his fingers up and down your thighs. Laying on the couch with your legs thrown across his lap is a regular occurrence now that you live together. That is unless he’s out until five in the morning with his colleagues - sparking the current conversation.

“I’m only out on the weekends, babe,” He rolls his head over to give you a pointed look, fingers pinching your thighs playfully. “And you know I’ll come home every night.”

“I’m just saying,” You grumble, playing with the strings of his sweatpants. “I think it’s important we sleep together. Even if you come home late and you’re scared to wake me up. I like sleeping with you. It makes me feel safe.”

“Well in that case..” He leans his body towards yours, catching your gaze and pulling you into a kiss. You hum contentedly, Rafe giving you a couple more pecks before letting you go. “I will make it my sole mission to make sure you don’t sleep alone.”

You’ve gotten into arguments before, but they always ended in apologies — more so from you — and him climbing into bed with you. However, this time you felt like you didn’t have anything to be sorry for. You made sure to tell him about your plans, and you’d attempted to text him the second you were done with your group.

But that was the first day of the cold shoulder.

You were still irritated by him grabbing his pillow and the thin sheet off the bed before walking to the living room without so much as a glance in your direction, so you weren’t exactly itching to have a conversation with him. He was gone before you woke up to get to class, and you begrudgingly rolled your eyes when you noticed as you texted your friend Destiny to pick you up for that day.

It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why you needed one when you have a very.. dedicated boyfriend. All it took was one look when she asked for her to realize that you two were arguing. When she asked, you were so irritated about being left that morning that you just spilled. Normally you try to keep the problems you and Rafe have to yourself, not wanting to hear the opinions of your friends.

“Y/N..”

“Don’t,” You cut her off, wincing at the harshness in your tone. You sigh, giving her a defeated look. “Please, I'm already annoyed. I really don’t want to hear it.”

“Well I’m sorry but you’re going to,” She replied, “He’s a fucking asshole, Y/N!”

“No he’s not,” You defended him. “We’re just fighting right now-”

“Over what?” She exasperated, giving you an incredulous look.“Literally over what? Because you weren’t pinned to the wall waiting for him to come get you like normal?”

You scoff in offense, crossing your arms. “I don’t pin,” You mumble.

“Y/N. You pin. And you wait. And you call. And text. And share your stupid location!” You fidget in your seat as you look out the window, used to this lecture and not wanting to hear it on top of already feeling like crap. She continues, “God, we can’t even go out to the bar without him having to check in on you every thirty minutes. And that’s only if he doesn’t invite himself!”

“Because he knows how nervous I get,” You weakly state, knowing it doesn’t hold up as well as you want it to. His words parrot in your head, and you shrug. “And how dangerous being out is. He’s a concerned boyfriend, not a monster.”

“So how he’s acting now is him just being concerned?”

“No,” You reply honestly. Right now, he was being a douche.“I’m just saying that we’ve been good for a while. This is just a hiccup, and I’m gonna talk to him when I get home today and we’ll be fine. He’s just being.. Rafe.”

“Well I don’t like the Rafe that’s mean to you,” She softens some, giving you a look of pity. “And spiteful. He knows how you are and he uses it to his advantage.”

“Can we just.. stop talking about this?” You mumble, feeling your throat tighten. It’s easy for you to rationalize Rafe’s actions in your head, but when someone else points out how messed up it is you want to crawl into a hole.

“Fine.”

When you did get home that afternoon courtesy of another ride from Destiny, you were ready to just talk the situation out so you could stop walking around the subject. You just needed to talk; nine times out of ten Rafe just likes to be heard and you can ease his frustrations.

When you did get home that afternoon, instead of a greeting you got a simple ‘Be back later’ by your boyfriend as he was walking out of the door. You sighed at the time, knowing he was trying to avoid this conversation, and sat on the couch as you waited for him to get home.

He didn’t come home until after midnight, and you were passed out by then. You expected him to wake you up, and then you would try to have the conversation. But the next morning when you woke up on the couch, you knew he just slept in your room and didn’t even attempt to wake you up, like he normally would.

Every time you tried to talk to him, it was ignored. When you tried to wrap your arms around his waist while he was cooking in the kitchen, he just moved from your embrace. When you got up earlier in the morning to catch him before he left, he would just mumble that he had to go and leave instantly. And you don’t even need to get started on the lack of intimacy.

When Rafe got like this, he withdrew every ounce of affection he would normally give you. He knows you’re a physically affectionate person, that much was known since your first date. It took him some time to get used to it, and even longer for him to randomly reciprocate the attention, but once he did it was like he never wanted to stop.

His hand being laced around your waist at parties. His fingers tracing random things on your thigh when he’s driving. The hand on the back of your neck when you’re walking down the street. The random kisses and when he would just come lay down with you because he missed you.

They were all aspects of your relationship that you enjoyed, and you could always tell when Rafe was upset because he would completely halt every act of affection, and it drove you crazy.

Still, you didn’t expect him to still continue when he was upset. It hurt, and sometimes you could tell he wanted to touch you but stopped himself. A part of you knew he was doing these little things to purposely punish you, but you even rationalized that.

He was angry. And as much as you didn’t like him when he was angry, you loved being around him when he wasn’t. He’s had the ability to make you feel things no one else has since the moment you met him, and he’s always so gentle and considerate. When things were good, he was amazing. So you just wanted to get back to the good place — you needed to.

By the time you came to that conclusion it was reaching the end of the three day mark of him ignoring your existence. The silent if not absent dinners, sleeping alone, him not touching you or even kissing you — it was becoming overwhelming. You missed him. He would be right down the hall and you miss him because he refuses to budge.

So you did.

•••

Rafe walked into the house, fighting the familiar urge to call out for you. He sighs, irritated at your stubbornness.

It’s not that Rafe liked withdrawing affection from you. In fact, he hated it. He’d just learned over time that ignoring you was more effective than getting high and berating you. He’s not used to you holding out this long; after the first day you’re normally sneaking your way onto the couch to sleep with him.

He felt bad every time he saw the pout on your face when he didn’t talk at dinner. And he’d be lying if he said he hasn’t heard you tossing around in bed when he’s sleeping in the guest room. It didn’t stop the part of his mind from telling him he needed to do this. The more silent he was, the more apologetic you’d be.

He wouldn’t be as upset if the topic of the argument wasn’t something he’d already told you not to do. It doesn’t make sense that you weren’t waiting for him after your last class. It doesn’t make sense for another guy to catch your attention enough for you to not answer your phone.

It drove Rafe crazy thinking about the fifteen minutes you were probably alone with him. Your lack of understanding made him want to drive his fist into the wall.

He loosens his tie as he sits on the couch, reaching for the remote. The TV becomes background noise as he goes back and forth on how long he wants to keep up with this. The prideful part of him wants to hold out longer than you, while the other part misses you. Your comfort, your laugh, you.

.. but every time he thought about it all he saw was red. He’s said he doesn’t want you near the bastard. He threatened the idiot within an inch of his life when he got too close to you at a party. Your defiance on the subject fueled his anger; it should be enough for him to just tell you not to talk to him.

The only thing that stops him from going up the stairs is that he can feel the cracks in your resistance.

He was sitting on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through the channels on the TV when you walked slowly over to him, not knowing exactly how you would approach this. You stand next to his legs, watching his face as he doesn't even glance at you. That little action caused everything you’d been feeling over the last few days to reach a breaking point.

Tears stung at your eyes as you moved his arm out of the way, climbing into his lip so you were straddling him. He shifted in protest, but you wrapped your arms around him as your legs tightened to keep him there. You bury your face into his neck, taking in the warmth of him.

“Stop,” His voice came out firm and cold. It just made you cry, hating when he got like this. You whimpered into his neck as he grabbed your waist as he tried to push you off, only pulling him closer into you. “Y/N.”

You sniffle as you whisper against his neck, surprised he was even able to hear it, “Stop being mad at me.”

“I’m not mad,” He said, still monotone as he tried to stand up. You push him back onto the couch in protest, knowing if he got up now he would just leave and you would have gotten nowhere besides being even more embarrassed and hurt. “Y/N.”

“I’m sorry,” You pulled your head back to face him, fingers rubbing the side of his neck. “I’ll check my phone next time.”

“And I’ll wait for you,” You added as Rafe’s thumb comes to wipe the falling tear from your eye. “I like you coming to get me, babe.”

He doesn’t reply, eyes scanning your face as he wipes away your tears. You hate being the sensitive one in times like this; where you’re bearing your soul and all of the cards are in his hands. You’d be ashamed to admit to your friends that this is normally how it ends up. But you didn’t care.

In your eyes, this was a small bump in the road. All that mattered was getting the Rafe that you love and that loves you, back.

“Please? I’m sorry,” You say, eyes closing when he leans forward to give you a kiss on the forehead. That tiny slither of affection was enough for you, because it meant he was breaking the facade and you could actually talk about this and just move on.

“It’s okay,” He mumbled, hands grasping your face and not continuing until you opened your eyes to look at him again. “I just got worried when I saw that you weren’t there. And then when you didn’t answer..”

He trailed off, a flash of irritation crossing his face. Inhaling deeply, the dark look that came across his face disappeared just as soon as it came. His hands grip your face a little tighter as he continues, “You know I just don’t want anything to happen to you? I like being there to make sure nothing does.”

“I know,” You place your hand on his, placating him. “But I told you that you don’t have to worry about me.”

“Do you worry about me when I’m not around?” He asks, and you want to say that yes you do, but not for the same reasons and you never take it to the extent that he does. But that’s a different argument that you’re not trying to have right now, so you just nod. “I love you. And you’re so sweet that you don’t see people for who they are sometimes and I want to be around to make sure no one takes advantage of that. Hell, if it were up to me you’d never leave my sight.”

You chuckle lightly at the statement you’re pretty sure is only a half joke, Rafe moving his hand to settle on the small of your back as you throw your arms back around his neck. He kisses you then, giving his own sigh of relief at the feel of your lips against his after days. You share the sentiment, just happy that you weren’t the only one suffering these last few days.

He rubs his hands up and down your back as he breathes you in, trapping you in his kiss. He pulls away after a few minutes, pressing his forehead to yours.

You brush your lips against his, “You’re gonna have to put a ring on it if you want to cage me up.”

His hands tighten around your waist as his eyes harden, kissing you in a more possessive way. He pulls back, “Trust me, I will.”

You sit on his lap for a while longer, the two of you only talking occasionally but mostly just feeling each other. It felt nice to finally get back to where you were, and part of you can admit that it shouldn’t have taken this long. But you knew when you started dating Rafe that you would deal with the complexities of his mind and actions.

You’ve come to realize that as long as you tried to get ahead of it, or just eased his tensions that you would get better results. It was worth it to you.

“Now can we have dinner?” You joke, Rafe chuckling in response as he pecks your lips.

“Yes, baby,” He states, a familiar glint in his eye. “I’ll go make the plates. You start the movie.”

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I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING

Pairings: Ajax Petropolus x Fem!reader Summary: your power to talk to animals leads you to a specific clueless boy Warnings: none

your power didn't really have any use in Nevermore, there wasn't many animals around, other than your bunny rabbit they let stay with you.

so when you hear little voices you don't think much of it, thinking it's just people around you whispering or something.

you were talking Enid when you heard little voiced, you couldn't make out what they were saying as there were so many voices

"do you hear that?" you asked the bubbly girl

"hear what?" she inquired

they started talking again quietly

"that" you reponded

she listened for something but heard nothing interesting

"there's nothing other than the wind, unless you're taking about the cute birds singing" she pointed to the two of blue birds in the tree above you

"That's probably it" you sighed

"oh are you hearing voices again, is that what this is about!" she smiled brightly

"yeah" you nodded your head

"I'd love to talk to animals, you have an amazing power!" she stated in excitement

"I guess it's cool" you looked down sheepishly

"It's not just cool, it's awesome!" she scoffed playfully

you laughed quietly and shrugged the noises off

you're powers only go to a certain extent so when you heard it during class, it left you confused.

they were louder than before and you could make out what they were saying.

"it's A! the answer is A idiot!" you heard. you were doing a little quiz for class

"no, B!" they said again

you forgot about it as you assumed it was just people whispering because an animal would have no reason to say something like that.

you looked beside you to see him, the boy you've liked for ages. the two of you never really talked, only sharing little HI's in the hallways and smiles

"this boy is oblivious" you heard again.

"guys, look! there she is!" you heard

"she's so cute!" another one said

"no wonder Ajax likes her" another squealed

you looked around but saw the whole room was silent, writing answers down on their papers

"are you alright?" he said beside you, making you turn to the boy

"mhm" you hummed in response

"you seem on edge" he stated

you denied it and turned back to the paper, writing the answers

"she's so nice!" a voice whispered

you continued to look down, oblivious to Ajax trying to get his snakes to stay in his beanie.

---

you were sat in the Library, studying for an exam in anatomy, and apparently someone had the same idea.

Ajax was sat across from you, reading his book- although your thought it would be hard to read when the book is upside down.

you got to the part where you would get the most information when you started hearing the voices again

"there she is!" they whispered

"huh?" you lifted your eyes to him

"what?" he raised his eyebrows, looking up at you

"what did you say?" you questioned

"I didn't say anything" he shook his head

"oh" you licked your lips.

"you ok?" he asked nicely

you nodded your head and smiled nervously

"this is so awkward" another voice said

"tell me about it" you muttered

"what?" Ajax smiled up at you

"nothing" you replied quickly

"have you gotten anything, from reading?" he inquired

"a little, I assume you haven't" you smirked

"oh no, this book is very informative, I think I just got smarter" he stated happily

"really? cause I'm just wondering where you learnt to read upside down, I think that would be informative" you giggled under breath

he focused his vision on his book and his face flushed red as he flipped the book right side up

"it happens over time, you 'know. sometimes you just hold it wrong and suddenly you can read it that way. it's like a second language" he tried playing it off

"oh yeah, I bet" you smiled

"fucking idiot" he cursed. but you noticed that his lips didn't move

"honestly this boy is so stupid sometimes"

"and in front of her? embarrassing"

"I know, she's so pretty!"

"he'll never get a shot"

it was only the two of you in the library, other than the librarian, so it wasn't any of you.

it made you look out the window to see birds in a tree and think it was them.

you focused on them and they started talking

"I'm hungry" one of them chirped

"then you should probably eat" another one answered

you looked down at the book and turned the page, trying to go back to studying.

you looked at the image beside the text for the anatomy of a gorgon. looking at the way the snakes slithered out of their heads

"snakes!" you yelled out in realisation, making the poor gorgon boy look up at you concerningly

"pardon?" he stuttered

"you have snake on your head, how could I not realise! that's what I've been hearing!" you cheered in victory

"I'm sorry? what are you talking about?" he furrowed his eyebrows

something in your mind finally clicked and you stood up, closing the book

"oh my god, snakes, your snakes" your eyes widened as you scurried out of the library to your dorm.

"no, where is she going?" another one whined

"he scared her off" another huffed

you were laying down on your bed, watching The Ugly Truth as you snacked on candy when there was a knock on the door.

you groaned, pausing the movie and sitting up to get it

"I swear if this isn't important, I'll have you know, you are interrupting a great movie and I swear-" you swung the door open to see his standing there with a nervous smile on his face

"hi" he greeted

"hey?" you answered confused

"did I do something, you kind off just stormed off the other day without a word, you looked a bit mad. is it my snakes?" he questioned

"I wasn't mad, it's just your snakes- they haven't done anything wrong, I mean they're perfect- well I don't know- they're great, well they stone people so maybe not amazing but- it doesn't matter, I'm not mad" you rambled

"ok" he nodded, shocked at your little outburst

"well, have a good day" you began shutting the door

"stop her!" one of his snakes squeaked

"wait, are you avoiding me?" he held the door

"no, I just really want to get back to the movie" you smiled awkwardly

"oh, ok" he licked his dry lips

"hey, I'm sorry for my snakes, by the way. They've been really annoying lately, I can't get them to stay in my beanie" he sighed

"hey!" they all yelled

"you know I can talk to them right?" you questioned sheepishly

"huh? oh yeah, right. you can talk to animals" he realised

some of them came out of the beanie to look at you, telling you to tell he sucks. making you giggle

"what? what's funny? did they say something?" the boy panicked

you shrugged with a small smirk

but they told you something else that made Ajax think you were mad about

"how about that?" you smiled

"what now? I'm really sorry for them, they're liars, don't trust them, everything they say it's the opposite" he groaned, pulling his beanie over them

"oh, so you hate me then?" you asked

"what- no, I-"

"well that's what you said, and if they're not trustworthy then, I can't trust them" you teased him

"no- no I like you" he hurriedly admitted

"do you now. cause apparently that's not what they said or meant" you crossed your arms

he was silent for a minute, stumped at what to say

"please, he's too nervous to say it" his snake came out, another following

"he's swoon, he's just too nervous, trust us, we share the same brain as this working progress" another hissed

"oh really?" you grinned at them, reaching to stroke them

"aren't you guys beautiful" it they leaned into your hand

"they're not beautiful, they're ugly" Ajax looked down

"hey! they're apart of you, if you call them that, you call yourself that, and you are anything but that word, they're gorgeous, and so are you" you confessed

"you think so?" he blushed

"oh come on, don't tease the poor boy, he's too shy for this" one of his snakes whined

"is he now?" you tilted your head

"what? what did they say?" he gulped

"nothing that concerns you" you shook your head, reaching up to hold his cheek

"yeah, well I'm concerned" he worried

"stop worrying so much" you batted your eyelashes at him

"stop doing that, it's not fair" he pouted

"do what? what am I doing?" you bit your lips cheekily

"that, now what have they been telling you" he demanded cutely

"fine, they've been saying that you hate me and that they think I deserve better" you lied

"what! no, I like you. I mean you do probably deserve better but please believe me, I really like you" he ranted

"I know" you beamed up at him

"what" he blinked

"you're adorable" your nose scrunched

"you're mean" he whispered

"kiss him already, we're all waiting" they all whined

"no, I'll kiss him when he kisses me" you said out loud just to tease him.

suddenly his lips were on yours, kissing you passionately as he grabbed your waist.

you smiled against his lips as he walked you back into your room, kicking the door shut behind him as he lead you to your bed.

"why'd it take you this long" you mumbled, leaning back for air as your cupped his cheeks

"I don't know" he pulled you back in

"maybe he did have a shot" one snake giggled

you felt a few of his snakes curl up to your skin, one making nest in the crook of your neck an a few licking your forehead and cheek as you kissed him

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