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kittykattropicanna · 4 months

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girlfriend, i love how we jumped straight to marriage with mechanic!Simon but I'd love to know a bit more about the phase before he managed to lock down his girl for good.

What if, her ex comes looking for her? Some prim and proper, sleek wolf of wallstreet business typa guy appears at Price's Body Shop, recognizing her car and asking about her. No idea how he found her because he usually doesn't go into these parts of town, maybe someone saw her car, maybe she forgot to turn off / delete her location app.

Sees her at the shop and tells her to come home, this part of town is no place for her, he's sorry, the other woman didn't mean anything, he wasn't serious about kicking her out, whatever, you know the drill.

She's not impressed, unfazed, cool as a cucumber because her mind is filled with her new boy toy mechanic!Simon and she keeps drifting off to last night's memory 🤭

Listen, I love a woman who stands up for herself but you really can't expect your possessive new self proclaimed boyfriend and his crew to watch silently while your ex is trying sweet talk and win you back right in front of them, right?

Also, why is Simon being so weird after? There is nothing to worry about, she thinks he's perfect and exactly what she never knew she wanted. I guess she needs to prove it to him by taking matters into her own mouth hands 🤭🤭 pamper him like no one before

Foaming at the mouth at this ask, I wrote the marriage ask before I got to this one because I really wanted to drive home how fast he preposes, but I would love to elaborate about your relationship before he preposes, you’re in a very valuable position and absolutely cling to him for support :((((( it did change a couple of small things to help the story flow better, I hope you don’t mind ;)

Si knows from the start that you're the one :((( you guys act like you've been together since high school even though you've only know each other for a couple weeks :33333 But when your friends start calling, begging you to come back home? telling you that Si is manipulative and a bad guy that's taken advantage of your venerable state >:( of course he gets insecure :((( then your ex shows up?? a man that's the complete opposite of Si, he really starts to doubt himself :((((( lucky you can show him just how much you appreciate him with that mouth of yours ;))))

tw: loosing friends, controlling ex, possessive!Simon, insecure!Simon, sub!Simon (kinda?), insinuated violence, a lot of lore in this one??? so like porn with a plot??, smut, blowjob, face fucking, deep throating, L bomb (like twice??), talk of reader submitting to Si, there's just a lot going on tbh but baby...you're a giver and THATS for sure, basically you're just looking after your mannnnn and he loves you for it

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Obviously your friends call after they hear you broke up with your ex, they can’t find you anywhere and start freaking the fuck out! they love you so much and they’re scared shitless!!!

They only found out you were even missing because you didn’t turn up to brunch on Thursday :((

They called you, and of course you didn’t answer….you were busy ;)))

That obviously raised some alarm bells for everyone straight away, so their next point of contact was obviously your ex!!

Then the reality hit…. You had been missing since Monday night, he kicked you out after a bad fight and nobody had been able to get in contact with you……

Everyone obviously thinks worst case scenario. Car crash, kidnapping,…. maybe you ran away, or god forbid, something worse, maybe you weren’t even alive anymore, I mean, its been fucking days!!!

If someone were to have taken you, you could be out of the country by now, your body could already be decomposing somewhere never to be seen again, maybe they could have saved you if they new sooner :(((( got you the medical attention you needed before you succumb to your injuries…

Obviously everyone is going wild back home, freaking out and doing everything in their power to get in some kind of contact with you.

But no ;))))

As your phone buzzed and pinged with messages, vibrating on Si’s bedside table as he held your naked frame against his broad chest :3333

You were fine, more then fine actually :))))

“Don’t worry about tha’ baby, answer it later they’ll be fine” Si’s morning voice muffled into your hair, strong arms tightening his grip around your waist and his hard cock pressed up against your bare arse ;))

A couple days after Si saved you and towed your car, everything that happened hit you like a ton of bricks. You were kinda disoriented and fuzzy, still a little shaken by the experience and hadn’t really processed that you were in fact living with Simon now….

The warm feeling of toned arms wrapped around you and a hard chest against your back didn’t register it first….. but you never protested :333

Droopy eyelids snapping open ungodly wide when it all hit you :( like, holy shit, there was no way you’re actually doing this, there is no way you fucked a random mechanic, let him take you home, fell asleep in his bed and then just never left????…. that’s batshit crazy behaviour!

What made it even more jarring was from day one, when Si stirred awake he’d simply pulling you closer and kiss your temple like he’d been married to you for 30 years :3

There was no awkward small talk, no “you’ve overstayed your welcome now, i’ll drive you to a motel” or “what time do you think you’ll call a cab”, a simple kiss and a “how’d ya’ sleep princess” deep and groggy, a smirk on his lips as he kissed the back of your neck :)))

Your body relaxed instantly, for a man so big, there was a certain gentleness about him, a protective and calming aura he carried so effortlessly, you truly felt comfortable here…. It was such a strange experience but the idea of leaving his bed made you wince :(((

Even the morning routine you quickly created was natural!!

The tea and coffee lived on the top shelf of the cupboard, sitting at his two seater dining table Si happily watched your cute little arse poke out the bottom of his shirt :))) you had to hop a little bit to bring the tins forward, but all he could focus on was your bum and thighs jiggling >:((

He absolutely didn’t strategically place everything a shelf higher so he could see you do this exact thing the every morning….:333333

He was running unbelievably late for work but he couldn’t care less, the whole morning was filled with quick pecks and giddy smiles. From an outsiders prospective, nobody could guess you met a couple days ago :))))

Holding your waist as you make his lunch for him :)))) following every instruction perfectly :))))

Whispering “good girl” into your ear and kissing your neck gently as you pack his meal into his work bag, fat cock flush against your arse still concealed in his thick work pants, grinding slowly only relieving him slightly >:(

He wanted nothing more then to take you then and there, but the idea of you having to wait around for the rest of the day :((( thighs rubbing together and needy for him was wayyyy more appealing to come home to :( his such a meany

Leaving £100 on the kitchen counter for you, kissing you before he leaves, whispering into your lips to treat yourself :((

“You’ve had a long couple days sweethear’, get ya’ nails done for me, yeah? Get em’ pink or somthin’, okay?”

Obviously you’re memorised by this man at this point… how could you not be?

Agreeing with a slow nod and stars in your eyes as he kisses your nose

Nobody had ever looked at him like that before….

“That’s ma’ girl, i’ll be home by six”

When he finally rocked up at work, Price was pissed beyond belief, Gaz was working on multiple cars at a time due to his absence and Johnny looked like he could kill him as he sat in Si’s office, a line of annoyed customers leading outside the shop.

Soap new absolutely nothing about quotes and insurance claims and all this other bullshit that Simon dealt with as the manager.

Gaz had a hundred questions for him about what he suggested for certain repairs, it was pure chaos!!

But Si couldn’t find it in himself to be stressed, walking into the shop with a shit eating grin, completely bricked up and care free :))))

He’d never been happier then in that moment.

But I want to fast forward to when your friends finally got a hold of you a week after you went missing….

It was the strangest surprise as well as their biggest relief when you answer.

You were completely fine, they could basically hear you smile through the phone……

You started banging on about how you met this amazing guy named Simon, how his a super gifted mechanic, a complete gentleman and how you’re both deeply in love and never been happier!!

Reassuring them that you’re absolutely fine, better then fine actually, you’re safe and loved and don’t plan on ever going back home

And all your girls are like

“Babe….you can’t be serious right now? You’re not in love, you’ve been gone a week! And did you say you moved in with him!? A fucking mechanic!? Have you lost your fucking mind??? What about your job??? What about the entire fucking life you built here?!!!”

And

“That’s it, give me the address right now, we are coming to get you immediately. You’re coming home and never talking to this weird fucking Simon guy ever again. Got it?”

Of course they don’t understand:((((( why would they!?

You’ve finally found your person, it doesn’t matter if you have known Si for a week or a thousand weeks. You’re not fucking leaving!

This courses massiveeeee tension in you’re now ex friendship group.

Half your girls think they should cut you off immediately, staying friends with you only means supporting the relationship and that’s something they’re absolutely not going to do >:(((

The other half think its important to keep in contact with you, they want to be there when you finally “come to your senses” and “need an out”, whatever that means :/….they even insisted on meeting Simon, just to sus out the situation and see what’s really going on, but of course you deny.

Some even try to convince you that your ex was way better for you then Si:((((( how everyone thought you would end up getting married eventually, how there’s still time to realise you’ve made a mistake, that your ex was more then willing to take you back and everything would go back to normal!!!

“Babe, this Simon guy is manipulative, okay? You’re emotional and vulnerable right now and his latched onto that knowing you’re going to cling to him for support. His taking advantage of you babe! I know you think you’re in love and that he says all the right things but its an act! Hello? Are you there? Can you fucking hear me!!??’

They’re just trying to ruin everything though >>:((((((

Your friends never saw how your ex treated you behind closed doors and they could never understand the connection you and Simon had :(

When Si came home from work to you wrapped up in a blanket and crying on the sofa, he was ready to kill whoever caused you so much pain….when he found out it was actually your friends, his heart ached for his poor girl :(((

“Listen to me petal, look me in the eyes, you don’ owe them anythin’, they jus’ don’t understand, alrigh’ don’t cry baby, come on”

Wrapping his big musealy arms, covering you in his post work sweat and musk as you cling to his oily work shirt :((((

Of course you end up cutting off your friends. They could never understand what you and Simon had, if they really cared about you, they’d at least act like they were happy for you, not rip into you and try and push the narrative that you’ve been “manipulated” and “taken advantage of” while in a “venerable state” ://

Si absolutely agreed as well :( you didn’t need to worry about them anymore, they’re in the past and you’re moving forward with your life, its not your fault they haven’t grown up yet ://

Plus!!!! He would love to introduce you to Prices wife and the other girls at the bar he regulars…. Sure they may be a little older and all have children but you’re such a mature girl :((( you’ll get along with them just fine :3

Its definitely not because he wants to bring you around his friends chubby babies, planting the seed in your mind subconsciously, or consciously about having your own little family ;)))

Start taking the steps to really integrate you in his life and friendship circles ;))))))

He knows what his doing :3

You get along with everyone so well too, girls wine nights, being invited over to friends houses for dinner <3

Simon tucking his hard cock into the waist band of his boxes as you bounce one of your friends babies on your hip and coo to them :((((

You would be such a good mama to his babies :( your genetics mixed with his would make the cutest little humans and the image of you pregnant that won’t leave his mind is starting to drive him absolutely fucking feral :(((

Life is so good for you and Si at the moment :((((( of course your stupid fucking ex would come around and try to ruin it for you…..all for him…..

Your ex couldn’t of been more different from Si :(

Clad in a business suit and ridiculously expensive watch, a clean haircut, pure leather business shoes and smelling of expensive cologne, he absolutely stuck out when his Tesla pulled into the shop carpark….

An obviously disgusted look on his face as he entered the front office, not trying to hide his disapproval as he looked at the chipped paint that peeled off the walls and the overwhelming smell of fuel that had seeped into everything within a 50 meter radius, buttoning his suit jacket and dramatically watching his step as he walked on the stained concrete that covered the front office floor :////

Your ex was such a pretentious prick >:( if it wasn’t high luxury, he’d look down on it like it was dirt :/

The thing is, he didn’t actually care where you were after he kicked you out, he just assumed you would end up on a friends couch or something. The idea that you would run off with a random “dirty” man and enter a relationship literally hours after he broke things off enraged him.

But everything changed when he got the news you were living with “Si” a couple hours away and you were “deeply in love” with him.

He played the “distressed”, “regretful” boyfriend to your friends, trying to get as much information out of them as possible under the pretence of “keeping you safe”

Yeah…..right :///

His ego couldn't handle it! How dare you just move on like he was nothing!!! sleep in another mans bed without regret and start a new life with him not even being an afterthought!!!!>:(

You were meant to be heartbroken!!! Turn up on his doorstep and beg for his forgiveness as he laughed in your face :((

But you just moved on?????

He wasn't having that.

You were supposed to worship him, not replace him with some piece of shit mechanic >:(

Your friends fed him a lot of useless information, But there was one sentence that tied it all together.

In the middle of your rant about how much you loved Simon, you mentioned he worked at “Price’s Motor Repairs”

Nobody had heard of any repair shop with that name from around the area, but it was enough information for your ex to track you down…

Alarm bells went off in Simons head when he saw him walk in. He wasn’t from around these parts, that much was certain, and the way his eyes snaked over his name tag and an almost cocky grin spread across his face, he new something was up and it wasn’t good.

Your ex definitely turned up at like 5:59, a minute before Si was meant to close just to make it as inconvenient as possible for him >:/

Si never asked about your ex, he didn’t want to know. He didn’t care what his name was or what he did for a living, all he new was that he was a dickhead and that was enough to put him off. You were his now, your ex wasn’t relevant :((((

It didn’t even cross Si’s mind that this guy could possibly be your ex. It was probably just some wanker that broke down while he was passing through. So he gritted his teeth and walked outside to check out this “broken” car

It felt like a wild goose chase. He claimed there was something wrong with the motor, he checked it out, there was nothing wrong. He then claimed his AC wasn’t working, he checked it out, there was also nothing wrong.

This went on for about 20 minutes before Simon snapped >:(

“There aint nothin’ wrong with ya’ car mate, get that fuck out of er’ before ya’ start wishin’ ya’ did”

Snarky and satisfied, your ex left without a fight, pulling out of the shop and parking far enough down the street that he could see Si pulling out of the shop and heading home…. Leading him to directly to you without a fight….

He followed behind at a safe distance. Far enough away that Si didn’t notice he was being followed, Poor Si was beyond tired, paired with the dim lighting of the sun going down, he didn’t even notice someone was tailing him:(( he was on autopilot :(

All he wanted to do was get home to you, eat his hot meal that you prepared for him and slug on the couch with a beer, you cuddled up against him and block the outside world out for the evening :((

But after arriving home, the second he sat down for dinner, three obnoxiously loud knocks echoed off the front door.

When you saw he didn’t move, you stood up to answer it for him

“Jus’ leave it lovie, can’t be anythin’ important this time of night”

You explained there was an older lady that lived a couple apartments down, she started developing dementia and was in the early stages, she could still look after herself but often forgot small things like buying eggs from the grocery store or how to turn the TV on, she asked you for help all the time!!! and you were sure it was just her!! Of course it was! Who else could it be!

Simon wasn’t convinced. There was no way an old lady could knock with that much force.

He followed behind you hesitantly watching you swing the door open with a smile, only to reveal the piece of shit that was at the shop an hour earlier…

Si was honestly confused as fuck for a second, only for it to all fall into place when this guy started calling you “baby” and demanding for you to come home…..

His first instinct was to pull you behind him, he was beyond shocked when your ex grabbed your wrist with force, making sure Si couldn’t move you out of his line of sight without hurting you…

“Baby, you are coming home now, look at the state of this.. this.. drug addicts flat! you’re coming home with me immediately, stop fucking resisting!” Your ex spat getting more and more enraged by the second

You couldn’t go home, you were home, Si was your home :( But before you could get a word out, Si had your ex by the bicep, the pure force of the grip sending him into cold blooded shock, muscles tensing he lets go of your wrist out of pure shock :((

“Get inside n’ lock the door” he mumbled lowly before slamming it so hard the framework shook violently, you swore the hinges could of given way :((((

Once Si finally returned, you could tell there was something wrong :( something about the way he wasn’t all over you like normal, there was a purposeful distance he put between the two of you, almost like he didn’t want you there :((

After poking and prodding him, it all finally came out

“Ya’ know I could never give ya’ the life that he could doll…. All that fancy shit” a coldness behind his eyes, almost defeat taking over his expression :(

“I know I aint ya type baby, you’re one of them high class type, ya’ don’t belong down ‘ere with me….I’ll drive ya’ back in the mornin, okay? I’m not taken no for an answer, go start packin’’” :((((

He was so defeated, if you could see his heart you could of sworn it was ripped into separate pieces :((

He went on for a good 10 minutes like this, you know he was doing what he thought was in your best interest, but Jesus Christ did it sting :(((

Little did he know your ex was almost £50,000 in credit card debt, you payed for almost everything during the duration of your relationship :((( he never treated you to any sort of luxury like Si did :( never got you flowers or paid for your nails….

He truly thought that your ex had a one up on him…. That you would consider going back to him because of his “wealth”???

Getting off the couch and slowly sinking to your knees in front of him, you reach for the belt of his pants, slowly undoing his buckle :((

His mind is racing so much, so paranoid and distracted that he didn’t notice the sound of the metal being undone :((((

He always focused on your pleasure, making you feel wanted :(( it was your turn to appreciate him, with actions this time :333

Si completely stops mid sentence when your warm, delicate hand palms his soft cock :(((9

He looks down at you slowly, all worry leaving his body as he sees you down on your knees, submissive eyes looking up at him threw your eyelashes and pout on your face waiting for his reaction :(((

You could never leave Si :((( you needed a real man :(( you needed the man in front of you with his thighs spread wide and cock hardening right before your eyes :(((

Palming him agonisingly slow, he grinds against your touch desperate for more friction :((( you tell him how you’d never leave him :(((( how his the only one for you and you couldn’t survive in a world like this without him by your side looking after you the way he does :((

Soft grunts leaving his lips as he pleads with you to take out his length and stroke his now hard, aching cock >:(

“I know baby, I was stupid to think tha’, I know, jus’… jus’ pump it for me yeah?’” Growing increasingly desperate as you don’t follow his command >:( telling him you’re looking after him tonight and that he doesn't need to worry :(( how its his reward for being so big and strong, defending you from your ex and being a man :(( that all he needs to do is relax :((

He audibly whines, a sound you had never heard from him before, when you finally slip his girthy cock out of his boxes.. .

You smile up a him as you kiss his tip and squeeze your thighs together at just the thought of pleasing him and not receiving any physical pleasure yourself :)))))

Letting out a soft feminine giggle as pre cum covers your lips, Si having no choice but to sit helpless and watch the show you’re putting on for him :(((

He could absolutely take the lead if he wanted to, but something about you treating him, sucking his dick solely because you wanted to and not expecting anything in return was an offer you couldn’t turn down ;)

Teasing Si was fun but he deserved more tonight :((((( if it was up to you, lapping at his swollen tip for hours until he finally releases a desperate hot load onto your face would be a dream, but not tonight, Si gets everything tonight ;)

Slowly circling his leaky tip with your thumb, a soft groan falls from his lips as he sinks further into the couch :(((

Pumping him lightly, you place soft kisses from the top of his cock to his base :(((( Si bucking his hips and pleading with you threw his eyes just to suck it :((((( he tries so hard to hide his whines through deep groans but fails horribly :((( he was so tired tonight, emotionally and physically, any self control he would normally have was out the window :((

Taking your tongue, you lick from the base to the tip, salty sweat and pre cum filling your taste buds as your tongue glides up his vainy shaft :(

Si jerks forward a little at the sudden warm contact, throwing his head back as he eases into the warm sensation :3333

Without hesitation, you deep throat his 8 inch length, his tip hitting the back of your throat and your eyes watering instantly :((

Si’s callused hand instinctively grips your hair, rough grunts bounce off your apartment walls as he helped you set a ruthless pace, your mouth being abused and jaw aching from his sheer girth :(((

“That’s it Darlin’, fuck ya’ such a good girl for me, look at ya’ look at tha’ beautiful fuckin’ mouth taken’ me”

Holding your head still as he throat fucks you, your saliva dripping down your chin and onto the dirty cream carpet that covers the living room floor:(((

Seeing the small bump of his cock appear at the front of your neck with each brutal rut :(( your flushed cheeks and teary eyes make a small cocky smile spread across his face >:(

You were his! All his! Claiming your throat and having full control over how he fucks it makes his achy balls tighten as they slap against your chin :((

“That prick could never fuck you like I could, he’ll never feel ya’ fuckin throat again” he was so close to his release :((( Si was normally really good at holding off but the possessiveness of claiming your mouth with thick cum was pushing him over the edge in a matter of minutes :((((

Grabbing your hair tighter, he forcefully makes you deep throat his dick, your nose touching his pelvic bone and buried in his musky pubes <3 moans from your full mouth muffled by his cock shoved deep into your throat >:((

He cums hard…slow, deep thrusts as ropes of his salty seed run down your throat, you have no choice but to swallow his semen that his so politely given you :((

With each thrust, he lets out a quiet and strained “mine”. Its more to himself then you, reassuring himself that you were in fact his and his to keep :((

You remove your abused mouth from his cock, slowly pumping his now semi-hard dick with a dopey smile on your face, cum leaking out the corner of your mouth as you innocently look up at him and place a kiss on his swollen tip :))

You look so beautiful, covered in his cum and claimed :)

He leans down to kiss you, a thank you for what you did for him, but before he could even open his mouth you whisper a quite “I love you” into his lips…

the first “I love you” you and Simon had ever shared :((

Its safe to say he said it back :333

And he says it again with his face inbetween your legs a minute later ;)))

okay, okay, okay, I know I promised to upload this after work like....days ago BUT I totally forgot I had a concert on and didn't have time to finish writing it AND THEN this guy im talking to came over to meet my dad and everything just pilled up im so so so sorry...BUT in my defence, this is over 4k which is my longest fic ive written so far, I love y'all I promise

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thoughtsforsoob · 1 month

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could i request a soobin with enemies to lovers prompt? 🥹 i think i have an obsession with this trope atm

a/n: hello anon! i hope you enjoy this. i wasn't sure how i was going to write this but i made it happen! i love the enemies to lovers trope but i cannot write it for my life. please enjoy this! i hope it lives up to expectations.

you and soobin were total opposites. he was this cool guys with a close knit friend group and lot’s of popularity. he had a set group of people that would eat lunch with him everyday. he was really smart too. he constantly made student of the month and was on track to secure the valedictorian spot for your graduation class.

you on the other hand…you had only two friends you hung out with everyday and you lacked the popularity he had. you loved your friends group so it’s not like you were complaining or anything. you were also very smart. you were good at pretty much everything you teachers put in front of you. art, english, math, history. anything.

this is where your story starts. you and soobin usually did not cross paths at all and if you did…it was because he was insulting your intelligence and lack of friends. he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings so deeply but little did he know, you would go home and cry into your pillow because of his hurtful words. he would put you down by both only questioning your intelligence but even your looks. saying things along the lines of, “well, we can’t all be good looking and smart”. When he’d run into you in the hall ways during passing period, he would humiliate you by screaming and then saying, “oh wait, it’s just you. i swear i just saw something straight out of a horror movie.” you would go home and curse him. how could he be so handsome and so mean at the same time? it’s not fair!

you two were made to cross paths on this occasion because you were both called into the principals office. the principal organized this meeting to let you know you both were tied for the spot of valedictorian and that you both would have to share the honor if nothing changed with your grades. soobin took this as a threat and you, were just fine with it. he started going on about how it’s not fair that he had to share such a high honor with a girl. when you left the principals office, he let you know his intentions to raise his grades to beat you. when you just shrugged him off, he grabbed your wrist. you glared at him. “let me go! i’ll tell someone!” he sighed and rolled his eyes, “as if anyone would actually care.” he looks you up and down, “just back down. you’re too stupid to even formulate a speech to accept this award. why do you even want it so bad?”

you pull your wrist back, “it’s none of your damn business! leave me alone. I'm not backing down and I'm not going to no matter what you say.” you turn and walk away, back to the class you had left for the meeting. he watches you walk away with a smirk. he was thinking of ways to get you to back down as he walked back to class.

after school and clubs, he went to look for you. he was going to tell you again to back off when he noticed something strange. he was walking into the gym since he knew you’d be come with volleyball (let’s just say you play) but the gym was really quiet. among the quiet, he heard a small voice, begging the word ‘stop’ over and over. he finally recognized this voice as yours. as much as he pretended to hate you, he couldn't help but go over there and asses the situation.

you were being back into a corner by a sophomore in your club. his name was Jake. he was much taller than you and much bigger. he’d been asking you on a date at every single club meeting for a whole month. Since he always made you feel uncomfortable and unsafe, you would always decline. he kept asking and asking until he finally got fed up and decided he was going to make you say yes. he decided to do this by backing you into a corner of the gym once everyone was gone after practice. you always stayed behind alone to clean up since your friends had to run off to their part time jobs after club. he decided today was the day and he started to back you into the corner.

soobin hesitates but decided the right thing to do was to intervene. he walks up behind Jake and when you see him, you gasp. Jake was looking at you with a raised eye brow and suddenly feels a big hand grab his should and pull him back. “hey, Jake. what are you doing?” soobin puts on a fake smile and pat’s the younger boy’s shoulder. Jake rolls his eyes, “I'm asking her on a date and she’s not saying yes! can you believe this? who wouldn’t wanna date me?” Soobin finally stops smiling and does what he came there to do. he pushed Jake back and the younger boy stumbled, falling onto his butt. "you leave her alone. you hear me? i thought you know better than you harass girls who want nothing to do with you?” soobin grabs your hand and looks at you, “come on. let’s get any from this loser. he’s got a lesson to learn later on. i’ll be back for you.” soobin threatens. you follow soobin as he gently pulls your arm to lead you outside safely. he refuses to let go of you hand when asking if you were okay. "did he touch you? I'm sorry he did that to you.” he groan and pull your hand back.

“why do you care? you always talk shit to me. why did you even step in? you could definitely not care less about me.” you look down at the floor, kicking dirt around. you felt back for talking to him that way after he saved you but you couldn’t help it. why did he do this? he looks at you, “i wasn’t going to let him hurt you. no one deserves to be harassed by anyone. not even you.” you look up at him with softer eyes. you notice how he got shy when you looked in his eyes. you smile at him for the first time ever. "thank you. thank you for saving me from him.” he take his hands and look at him again. "are you shy?” you laugh when his face and ears to red. his body betrayed him. "hey, this is no fair, you’re touching me. how am i supposed to react when he pretty girl touches me?”

you gasp, “pretty? now you’re just messing with me. don’t do that.” your smile turns into a frown and soobin panics. “hey! hey! I'm not kidding. I'm serious. i really do think you’re pretty. im sorry for all those times i said other wise. I'm sorry I've been such an ass hole to you. i’ve treated you like absolute shit for no reason. you’re too pretty to be treated like crap.” he panics when you start to tear up but he wipes your tears away. he goes as far as to pull you into his chest and hug you. you melt into him and hide your face in his chest. he let’s you cry for a while.

finally, you look up at him with puffy, red eyes. “so…what now? am i gonna have to go home and cry into my pillow because you’re going to tell me you don’t like me the way i think you do?” he smiled at you and wiped your face again. “i don’t think so. i like you a lot. how about i go in there and help you finish cleaning and then i can walk you home? we can stop for some boba tea? my treat for being such an asshole.” you smile at him and hug him again. "sure. but…only if you’ll be my boyfriend.” he turns red once again and whines, “Hey! what’s with your love of flustering me?” you frown, “is that a no?” he shakes his head, “you’re already got me wrapped around your cute fingers, you know?” you smile at him and you both hug. he places a sweet kiss on your cheek and you turn red.

#txt imagines #txt fluff #txt headcanons #txt x reader #txt reactions #txt texts #soobin x reader #soobin fluff #soobin txt #tomorrow x together #choi soobin

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chrollohearttags · 7 months

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Cherry! Can you share a fact about musician!Eren that would make the masses go, "nah! Wait really!? Damn!" Can be SFW or NSFW or both if you're so inclined

omg hi love! Why of course 🤭 so as for the more tame side of things, there’s a couple things he ends up revealing in an interview that kinda slips out and that’s the fact he actually is a licensed auto body mechanic. So his only other interests outside of music are cars and jewelry. So he knew that he always wanted to go back to school for something but college was nawt his thing so he decided to attend a trade school and learn the ropes. Right after he got his diploma and while he was working towards his music career, he decided to enroll. It started out as him doing a few passion projects but he truly wanted to learn so for about a year, he studied everything there was to know about repairing and painting cars. Him and some friends got some old beaters from a junkyard and tinkered with them. So he does that in his spare time! He’s also an avid skateboarder and a pretty damn good basketball player. He even got to play in the celeb game for all star weekend.

as far as for the naughty bits..welll, Mr. Jaeger is not shy in his songs about the sexscapades he’s engaged in and neither is (y/n) about sharing them. So in an intimate interview, sis had a slip of the tongue and told everyone that she ended up fainting during sex with EJ a couple of times because the orgasms were too much. (crazy but apparently this is a thing!) she told the interviewer he ‘brought out a side of her that she’d never known.’ There were also a couple photos of him circulating with grey sweats on and everyone was speculating about how big he was because the print was giving....it was confirmed when he and (y/n)’s tape leaked that baby was a good 8 or 9 inches. but he knew how to use it too..as well as be super vocal. 🥴

needless to say, a lot of jealous ladies on Twitter were mad at miss (y/n).

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mymelodymia · 7 months

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Hey bby how r u? I got a request cause my emotions have been wonky asf can you write where Mike has a younger sis like 13-14 basically going through a lot and is getting bullied at school for not being the "prettiest" being teased and picked on constantly for being the "weird" one, shy, mostly to themselves hard to make friends etc. Iv gone through that and it sucks :(

Uhh fluffy lots of comfort mike lowkey beats the shot outta them. Anyways ty 😊 have a good one hun 🩷

Bullys // Mike Schmidt x sister!reader

**not a ship**

Summary: you're being bullied and don't say anything,

Warnings: bullying, bruises, Mike beating the shit out of some middle-schoolers,

Age: 13

A/N: hi baby! I'm doing good, I hope you like the way this came out 🥰

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You had been being bullied for a while now. You kept it a secret for a while, most nights you cried yourself to sleep. What did you do to them? You hadn't done anything to them, they just did it to be little pains in the ass.

You tried to make friends but no one liked you and you didn't know why. You got good grades, you helped people in class, and you were literally the sweetest person in the world.

One day you couldn't take it anymore, you were riding home on your bike when you were suddenly hit the ground. Some kids had pushed you, (assholes) you skined your knees on the road, and Injured your palms from catching yourself.

They all took turns kicking you, before an old man walked out in a robe, yelling at them to get off his lawn (sorry)

You were badly injured from the force of the kicks. You could barely stand back up. You had been able to cover up most of your bruises with hoodies and sweaters, but you couldn't take it anymore

You broke down crying on your bike, sobbing loudly. You somehow had the strength to slowly peddle the bike and got home two hours after your curfew. It was now sundown, the street lights had turned on not long ago.

Mike was extremely worried about you. You had been very distant and quiet over the past few months. You spent most of your time in your room. And you oddly always left food on your plate. He didn't know why, he assumed it was connected to puberty in a way.

But when he saw you biking down the street, he let out a sigh of relief, but soon turned angry.

"Where have you been!? Do you know how late it i-" he yelled, pausing when he saw your tear-stained cheeks and puffy red eyes. "What happened? W-who did.....whats wrong?" He asked holding one of your shoulders

You slowly took of the jacket you were using to hide the cuts and bruises all along your body. He gasped and gently caressed a few down your arm.

You sniffed and he hugged you. Wrapping his strong arms around you securely. "Who did this to you?" He asked as you sobbed into him. "Y/n...please tell me who it was, i need names." He said in a soft tone.

You slowly whispered every single person who ever hurt you. And that took a while since practically everyone in the school was bullying you.

He listened carefully, remembering everything you said. He carried you inside, sitting on the couch, he allowed you to crawl into his lap and cling to him.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, he held you to his chest. He couldn't belive someone would hurt his baby sister. This disbelief quickly turned into anger.

Filled with rage, he slowly set you down and took his car keys and put on his coat. You didn't have the strength to follow him, so you curled up into a ball and sat there for a good hour.

Mike returned with a small bruise on his cheek, just under his eye. Let's just say that he took care of them 😈

He picked you up like a baby, cradling you in his arms. He walked you over to his room and plopped you down, forgetting about your injuries.

When you winced in pain he immediately apologized, "oh im so sorry, i forgot, im sorry baby.." he said taking you his arms again, kissing the top of your head.

He walked out for a moment and returned with a tube of something, he applied a small amount to his cheek in a mirror, before coming over to you.

He rubbed it gently into your skin, being sure not to hurt you.

You thanked him when he was finished, he set the tube down on his night table, he climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around you gently. You rested your head on his chest softly.

"Mike."

"Hmm" he responded, waiting Patiently for you to continue. "They have been doing this for a few months now, they'd call me fat and ugly all the time and whenever i would laugh they'd say its ugly." You kept going on and on about what they did to you for a few more minutes.

"Y/n, baby, you are not fat, and your laugh is one of my favorite things to hear, dont let that stuff get to you okay? I love you, and since i haven't heard you laugh in so long i would definitely tickle you right now, but i might hurt you so, just wait until your bruises are gone" he said with an evil smirk on his face. You whimpered, giggling at the same time, you snuggled into his chest.

He ran his fingers through your dark curly locks, rocking you back and forth, he sung you a lullaby to lull you to sleep. This was one of the only nights were he didn't dream abt Garrett.

This was a good excuse.

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ghosts-bandwagon · 10 months

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Hii👋 I wanted to request where ghost meets his girlfriend little brother's. Context she has raised them since she was a teen and is very protective over them so him getting to meet the three younger brothers is a big step in her trust and love for him.

omg I love this ❤️😭

He’s heard so much about your brothers, he loves the glimmer in your eyes when you talk about them, gushing over their accomplishments and showing them off to him. He absolutely adores listening to you talk about them, show pictures and tell the story behind them, your laughter when you talk about them is like nothing he’s ever heard. It’s the most beautiful noise in the world, the airy, breathless laugh when you tell the story about how you took them sledding once and how it ended with you face planting because of a ramp one of them built at the end of the hill. God, he replays that sound over and over again when he’s falling asleep in room.

And then you shyly proposed that he meet them the next time you were home together, his heart tripped over itself once he realized what that meant for you, both in terms of your relationship and how you see him. He was beyond flattered and almost terrified of how much you trusted him. He gave you a rare gentle smile and agreed to meet them, and when you immediately jumped up with the biggest grin on your face, he knew it was worth it.

He stood outside your front door with his heart hammering in his throat, his face feeling raw and exposed but he knew it was worth it (and he didn’t want to scare them). It was always worth it for you. A tall young man, he assumed the he was the eldest, opened the door and warily eyed him up and down before greeting him with a smile and a step to the side. He’d recognize that smile anywhere, he’s seen it on you so many times.

“Todd! Morgan! Can you help out in the kitchen?” You called out and on cue, two younger boys ran down the hall and raced each other into the kitchen,

“Hey! I’m glad you made it!” You jogged over to him and kissed him deeply, who can blame you? It’s already so rare to see him without a mask, why not enjoy it?

“Yike, sis, need a moment?” Teased the eldest as he took the case of sodas from Simon,

“Shut up, Andy, go help your brothers.” You quipped back, pink dusting your cheeks, you brushed a strand of hair behind your ear as you walked Simon through your home. He looked around and saw that the amount of pictures you showed him, pales in comparison to how many pictures are in your home. Sport events, school pictures, competitions, recitals, medals and trophies, certificates of accomplishments, all with their names on it all hung on the walls or displayed proudly. Simon was in awe, he was astonished at the overwhelming love that filled your home.

He was speechless and you were worried that he was overwhelmed by it all. He caught onto how you felt and quickly tried to ease your concerns,

“I’m alright sweetheart, just, wow, you’re so proud of them, aren’t you?” He was breathless, you stood beside him and situated yourself under his arm, his fingers gently running over your shoulder as he held you tighter. You two looked into the kitchen and watched as Andy guided his two younger brothers on how to make good hamburger patties.

“They’re everything.” You sighed, resting your head against his chest. You stifled a laugh as the youngest overdid it with the breadcrumbs,

“Might have to step in soon.”

“Sure you don’t want your burgers with extra crumbs?” He teased as you both made your way over,

“Knowing you, I’ll never hear the end of it.” You quipped as you washed your hands and stepped aside for him to do the same.

It was beautiful, watching your little brothers warm up to him and welcome him so seamlessly. Everyone seemed to be so in sync with each other, even Morgan, the more rambunctious of the bunch, was on his best behavior. More excited than ever to bring Simon all his drawings and all the good grades he got on his tests, it made you tear up as you watched Simon fall into place among your family. Right where he belongs.

#simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #cod x reader #mw2 x reader #cod mw2 #cod mwii

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kekaki-cupcakes · 7 months

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Yay fellow aroace!

I love cute moments too! Yours are so adorable as well!

So uhm… maybe a little sis annabeth being protected / being taken care of by her older cool sis?

I loved the punk Jason concept as well so maybe something similar? Thank you so much if you do this!

And yeah! Byeee

🖤🩶🤍💚

Thanks so much for this ask even though it's been sitting in my inbox for centuries lol I have so many asks and little motivation but this one was so close to done, that's why the endings a little rushed <3

Bite me, bitch boy--- Annabeth Chase/Protective older sister!reader

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-Annabeth got to camp when she was seven. She became the cabin counselor at nine.

-Who in their right mind let a literal baby be in charge of eight bossy, snarky, far too intelligent and prideful demigods? Who said, ‘you know what this cabin needs? A child to run it!’

-It was safe to say that when you got to camp at fifteen years old and soon after got shoved into a wooden cabin full of unorganized folders and sheets of paper and books, with three toothbrushes [eight kids???] and a mini fridge with literally nothing in it, you had something to say.

-Specifically to Chiron, who reassured you that you could of course speak with the cabin counselor about how the children of Athena were living, once she got back from her quest.

-Oh, so maybe there was a proper leader here, they were just away. That made sense, they’d be smart, and obviously knew what they were doing. That shut you up for a few days, and put up with the fact there were no lights out and your little brother hadn’t showered in two weeks.

-Then a scrawny, angry at the world, little girl came back with swinging braids and far too sharp a knife for a twelve year old, carting behind her a traumatized school boy and a very hungry goat.

-Your expectations took a dip.

-After your new little sister was tucked into bed and you finally figured out how to threaten your siblings into shutting their books and going to sleep [Spiders, spiders were the key.], you marched straight back to Chiron and demanded a union.

-You didn’t get one.

-So instead you did some spring cleaning. While your siblings were out showing off their wits and picking strawberries, you stacked up every piece of paper in the cabin and threw out all the random things from three years ago, organizing everything away neatly into the bookshelves and filing cabinets no one had thought to use yet. A deep clean began, and you probably held up the laundry near the infirmary for a good four hours.

-You found an old cork board in the stables that Butch [he was nice, even if he only talked about Pegasi and a comic called Heartstopper] let you take, and pinned up everyone schedules on it, instead of where they had been washi taped to the bathroom mirror. One of your brother's school reports appeared in the mini fridge as well, so that got pinned up too.

-Said mini fridge was filled with water and strawberries that Malcom brought back, along with mud that got tracked through the fluffy rug you’d exchanged with Silena for the third volume of Butch’s comic.

-Annabeth glared at you with those stormy eyes that everyone in the cabin shared.

-Apparently, as the head counselor of the Athena cabin, she was supposed to be the one doing all the things you’d done, and she did not appreciate your disrespect for the rules or her position.

-Once she found the wafer biscuits in the minifridge you’d grabbed from the camp store after Katie got one of the old ipods you’d brought with you to camp after finding out about the wifi rule, she calmed down a little.

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-Annabeth was fuming.

-How dare you just… come into her cabin and take over?

-How come all her other siblings didn’t seem to mind that you had this one really cool tattoo on your thigh and seemed to be allowed to just wander into the camp store and take stuff, because apparently Katie owed you something and the Athena cabin got free wafers?

-And somehow Clarrise decided not to dunk your head in the toilet on your first day [Percy was unhappy about that as well, but seaweed belonged in water anyway. He didn’t like that comment either.] because something about Silena and hearts stopping?

-Annabeth was supposed to be in charge, and now you were going to the camp counselor meeting instead and forcing Annabeth to lay in bed all day with a box of tissues because a temperature of forty degrees wasn’t normal. You even brought back a bag of those cheetos that the Stolls always dug up for meetings for her.

-It sucked.

-So she decided to let some of her anger out in the form of beheading each and every dummy propped up in the arena.

-Stuffing was scattered around on the sandy floor and Annabeth could feel beads of sweat on her dark skin. Her knife was flecked with the blood that beaded on her palm after clenching her knife too tightly for too long.

-A few Iris kids were casting rainbow mists that faded into droplets of poison on the other side of the arena, and she was careful to avoid them as she whipped around and got one of the dummies in the back of the neck, which would kill any normal person not sewn together by a bored teenager.

-Of course the sawdust billowing up wasn’t helping her stuffy nose or unfocused eyes because actually that dummy’s torso looked like a great pillow but then she was tearing out its insides because she wasn’t sick.

-She refused to let you be all cool and right and big sister-y because Annabeth was in charge, she didn’t need a big sister to make her hot chocolate before bed when she had to finish a model for Hecate's new potion shop on Olympus and take spiders out of the bathroom because somehow you didn’t find then as absolutely terrifying as the rest of them did.

-The braid that hit her cheek felt like a spider leg in that moment and Annabeth fell back with a yelp, pulling all her hair behind her shoulders and breathing hard, her glinting knife near her feet.

-It was shiny and metallic and there were spider legs and then she was running, sprinting and puffing and following that arachnid-like robot from Hephaestus through the Labyrinth before they all lost it and got stuck walking in circles and circles and circles with spider legs crawling over her skin that were in her lungs-

-Shit.

-Deep breaths, that was all she needed to do. Annabeth pushed a fist to her chest and rolled her shoulders back, trying to blink away the image of the metallic spider crawling over her shoe.

-There was a cackle of laughter and she righted herself. She wasn’t sick. She wasn’t scared. And she was not going to be laughed at.

-She turned but her braids were still touching her and they were crawling over her and she couldn’t breathe because the spiders were on her but she wasn’t scared and she would not be laughed at and her knife fell out of her hand and-

-”If you don’t leave right now, I’m rostering you all on for clean up duty in the kitchens tonight, and I’m telling Butch it was you guys who let Olive and Clover out onto the lava wall!”

-”He won’t believe you, and you can’t boss us around, newbie!” Someone yelled, and Annabeth pulled all of her hair back, a gray streak in the corner of her was tucked behind her ear. She felt like throwing up when the heat washed over her skin, prickly as a cactus.

-”Bite me, bitch boy!” You snapped, and there was a clanging of metal and then a yelp.

-Silence filled the arena as Iris kids shuffled out, but Annabeth lost track of them a moment later because there was four of them and then eight and then twelve and then it hurt her head too much to count and suddenly there was two of you marching up,a shiny spear speckled with poison rainbow droplets.

-You dropped the spear and Annabeth couldn’t see much else because everything was grainy and full of static and the heat on her dark skin was crawling with spiders and itchiness.

-Annabeth stepped forwards, the ground coming a lot closer to her face than she planned.

-She gulped down a cry of pain and squinted up at you, then tried to tell you to fuck off, because she wasn’t sick. It only came out as a pathetic mumble, and she lay limp, glaring up at you foggily.

-You smiled, and Annabeth tried to take it patronizingly so she could continue hating you. But it wasn’t patronizing, even when you spoke softly, “Come on, let’s get you back in bed.”

-Annabeth huffed as she was carried out, “Mnuhsick.”

-“Percy and that funny goat boy are waiting.” Your smile was patronizing then. “They brought Hidden Figures and Legally Blonde.”

-“Msick.”

-“That’s what I thought.”

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#pjo fandom #pjo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #Percy Jackson and the olympains #annabeth chase #Annabeth Chase x reader #Annabeth Chase pjo

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hikarimiyanaga · 6 months

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Teach Me (Part 1)

FINALLY STARTING MY NICO ROBIN FIC.

I haven't reached an ending that I feel satisfied with Forget Me so that will be on hold for now.

Might randomly update it though.

Warning : Omegaverse. Alpha!Reader x Omega!Nico Robin.

Summary :

You aren't smart.

And to be fair with you, you aren't that dumb either (Not as much as you thought anyway).

But this ridiculous crush on Nico Robin?

The hottest, smartest, kindest and straighest woman to ever live?

Probably one of your dumbest ideas.

You groan as you look over your history and latin exam papers.

How did it get so bad?

Why are you on the verge of failing right now?

"Where the fuck did I go wrong??" You groan again to no one in particular when your three sworn brothers came one by one.

You look at them and sigh.

Monkey D. Luffy. New member of the boxing team. His agile footwork and determination are a force to be reckon with. His dream is to surpass and defeat Kaido.

Portgas D. Ace. Quarterback of the football team. Ace is also a well-known playboy with his charms and good looks.

Sabo. The new member of the mma club. He actually wanted to get into politics but decided to change his mind and get into sports particularly, martial arts.

And there was you. All four you were known campus-wide as 4I.

It was an old nickname back from middle school that still stuck to this day because of Nami.

Once she called all of you that and you all turned to her, it was over.

"Where's Nami and Chopper?" You were desperate now, you can't fail subjects, it felt like you were losing the imaginary battle for Robin's heart.

Right. Nico Robin. One of the smartest students ever at GLU. She has so many awards to her name and she was still a student. You just know that her late mother would be so proud of her.

"Why are you looking for them?" Luffy asks as he settles in the seat beside you. Luffy's crew actually consists of Robin, Zoro, Chopper, Nami, Usopp, Sanji, Franky, Brook and even a senior, Jimbei.

How they all got together was not disclosed to you. And you are not that curious. Your brothers have their own lives. They have their own friends.

"I need help." You groan as you show them your exam papers that barely passed. The three boys looked at it as you look away.

You stare at her from afar, knowing that she was reading yet another difficult book that would be too much for you.

"How can I ask her? Damn it, would she even accept it-" You mumble to yourself.

"Who do you need to ask?" Luffy asks and you glare at him.

"How did the three of you do on your exams?" The three sworn brothers of yours all pretended to be busy with their bags. "Answer me!" You growl at them and they all stop.

"Bad." "I failed two subjects." "I passed everything, hey!" You deadpan at Sabo.

"Really? Did you ace any subject?" He looks away at that and you groan. "I barely passed two subjects but I did good on everything else."

"How many subjects did you take this semester again?" You glare at Ace who just grins at you.

"I took seven! History and Latin are killing me right now." You groan as you look at your phone. "I need someone smart to teach me."

"Why not ask Robin then?" You perk up at that then you look at Luffy.

"What. Do you know her??" You were pretty sure that there are question marks floating around you by now.

"Yeah?" Luffy gulps down the food in his mouth. "She's friends with Nami and Chopper. They're both pretty smart too."

"Okay, I'm going to ask Chopper and Nami to intro-"

"HEY, ROBIN!" Almost everyone in the cafeteria looks at Luffy and you blush at the attention. Even Robin, the girl you've been wanting to ask out on a date raises an eyebrow at your direction.

"Luffy-" Before you could scold him, Luffy is dragging you already to Robin's table. "WHA- LUFFY-"

"Robin!" Luffy grins at Robin and you can't help the blush on your face as you looked everywhere but her. "Would you mind teaching my little sis, Y/N?"

"What little sis- We're the same age, you asswipe!" You hold Luffy's collar and he just grins at you.

"You're still little sis. You joined us last, after all."

"That's not how it works-"

"Sure." You stop at that then look at Robin. "I don't mind." You blush again as you release Luffy.

You'll forgive him this time.

You shouldn't have asked her.

Fuck. You're nervous and you haven't even seen her yet.

"Stop panicking, Y/N." You try to calm yourself down to no avail.

Both you and Robin agreed earlier to meet up in the library after 4 pm. It was right after your last class.

"Oh. You really did ask for her help." You turn around and see Nami and Chopper together with Franky.

"Hey, Nami. Hey, Chopper. Wait-"

"She's studying with us, idiot. Now, come on." Nami drags you inside the library and you clench your fist.

Of course, you two wouldn't be alone. Why did you think that was the case?

"You guys finally came." Robin greets and you spot Sanji beside her.

What the hell? Did they all just decide to meet up here or something?

"And that's my cue to leave. I still need to get to my next class. See you, Robin-chwan! Nami-chwan!" The lovesick cook bids his goodbye and you can't help the pit in your stomach.

The Strawhat Crew was a tight circle of friends. One that you didn't even try to get into even if Luffy insisted sometimes. You just didn't fit in with them.

"Did you call everyone else? Is Luffy going to be here too??" Nami asks as she places down her bag in the seat across from Robin.

"Sanji just stopped by when he saw me. It'd be a miracle if any of us can get Luffy in here." You wanted to agree but you opted to stay silent as you also place down your bag beside Chopper.

"Why are you over there?" Nami asks and you freeze at that. "Didn't you ask Robin for help? Sit beside her, for god's sake." You wanted to glare at Nami, to make her stop but you knew you couldn't. The woman scared you even if Luffy insisted that she was just intimidating. You nod in agreement and place down your bag beside Robin who hums as you get out your notebook and books.

You hate Latin. Why did you ever think it was a good idea to take this subject?

You groan in frustration as you scratch your head. Robin has been nothing but patient to you but you knew that she was also getting irritated by now.

"Let's take a break, shall we?" Robin says and you look at the clock.

"Shit. It's ten!?" You quickly shove your things inside your bag. "I'm so sorry but I have to go! I have work! Thanks for the help!" You run away from the group and Nami hums.

"Right. She has that dangerous part-time job of hers. I'm surprised that Ace and Sabo hasn't made her quit it yet."

"What job?" Robin asks out of curiosity and Nami hums.

"She's a security at a club. Undercover, actually since it's pretty fancy." Robin hums.

"Wait, what club?" Frank asks and Nami thinks about it for a second.

"Um. I think it was Amazon Lily."

"Wait, isn't that where Boa works??"

"Yep." Nami puts her focus back on her book as Robin thinks about you.

You change into your uniform and sigh.

You were late and got scolded by Boa again. Even though the both of you were the same age, Boa is already the manager of Amazon Lily.

"Sorry about being late, Sonia." You apologize to the bartender of the night who just smiles at you.

"You're still good, there's just a few customers right now." She places a non-alcoholic drink in front of you and you thank her.

You look around Amazon Lily and observe everyone.

Your job was simple enough. Prevent any disasters from befalling the club for the night.

Even if you were not as interested as your brothers into sports or martial arts, you could still hold on your own when it comes to fighting. After all, the four of you all had the same teacher. You shudder as you think about Grandpa Garp's teaching methods.

'Never again.' You think to yourself as you take a sip of your drink.

"You new here?" A woman asks as she takes a seat beside you and you smirk at her.

"No, ma'am, not new." You show her your id and badge then she giggles.

"You look young to be a security staff." And there it is. When people see your badge, they always doubt you.

"I am young, ma'am but trust me, I am also part of the staff." As if on cue, you hear a ruckus on a table and sigh as you put down your drink. You leave the woman alone and go to the table.

"Is there something wrong, sir?" You ask the man who was clearly drunk and yet still trying to pick up girls. Jesus. You hate men like this.

"What- I was just trying to talk to them!" The man defends and the alcohol breath hits you in full force. You sigh in exasperation and look at Boa who gestures to let the man out.

"Sir, I'm afraid that you're causing a ruckus now. Please leave the premise immediately or I wi-" He swings his fist at you with no warning and you quickly dodge it. "I warned you, sir." You quickly deliver a chop to his neck and he loses consciousness before he even hits the floor. "So sorry for that, madams. A round of drinks shall be provided on the house for your trouble." The stunned women just nods as you smile at them. You signal to one of the waitresses and she nods at you. You hoist the man from the floor and carry him outside.

"A fight?" Mari asks and you shake your head at her.

"A drunk." Mari hums as you place him on the curb and take his phone from his pocket. You text whoever is on there to pick him up and take his wallet. You take a picture of his id and hum as you send it to Boa. She only gives you a thumbs up and you pocket your phone. You secure his wallet and phone in his pants and go back inside. Mari should be able to keep an eye on him until he was picked up by whoever you texted.

Boa simply gives you a thumbs up and you just stare at her until she looks away from you.

"She was just complimenting you, you know?" Ran says to you and you shrug at her as you take your seat.

"I didn't do much."

"You literally just made sure our customers were safe, what do yo-" You shush Ran away and she hits you lightly before going back to her work.

Compliments were never your forte. Whether you were the one receiving or giving it.

You take out your phone for a second and hum as you see a text from Nami.

Nami : Are you still at work?

You raise an eyebrow at her question and glance around to see if Boa is watching. She wasn't so you quickly reply to Nami.

You : Why are you asking?

Nami : Just answer.

You groan at her. Nami was a frenemy of yours. She was intimidating as fuck and has always scared you. But she can be helpful when she can.

You : I am. WHY?

Nami : Photo attached.

You raise an eyebrow and quickly look away from your phone as you were surely blushing by now. Nami just sent you a photo of the Strawhat crew in somewhat fancy clothes. You were blushing because of Robin's clothes. She was wearing a revealing dress that left little to the imagination.

You : PLEASE DO NOT COME. NAMI, I'M BEGGING.

Nami : Too late. Even Luffy agreed already.

You : Can you at least make Robin change???

Nami : What? Why?

You : Because she's too-

Your reply gets cut off as Boa pinches your cheek.

"Y/N! What did I tell you about texting while working?"

"That I shouldn't do it?"

"AND!? What are you doing!?" You sigh.

"Texting. In my defense, something more distracting are coming."

"Robin?"

"What- how-" Boa rolls her eyes at you.

"I'm your friend, dolt. I've seen how you look at her." Boa glances at your phone and groan. "Shit. She really needs to change. You're going to drool." You blush at her.

"What-"

"I'm letting Mari know. Catch the jacket that I'm going to give you." You nod and you glance at the photo again.

'Fuck.' You feel your pheromones trying to release themselves but you don't let them. That was one of the things that Garp taught right. How to control your goddamn pheromones so Omegas won't be uncomfortable around you.

"Catch!" That was the only warning you get from Boa but you still manage to catch the measly thrown jacket. You hum as you wear it and hope to god that it will be enough.

After half an hour, you were observing everyone when almost everyone's eyes went to the door. You can't help but freeze as the Strawhat crew strides inside the club.

"Y/N!" Luffy runs to you and excitedly tells you about his practice today. You say sorry to him in your head already as you can't keep your eyes off Robin. That picture from Nami had nothing on the real deal.

"Y/N?" Luffy asks, oblivious as to why you're not functioning anymore, and Boa pinches your side to get you out of your daze.

"The jacket, dolt." She says and you quickly take off the jacket that your wearing and go up to Robin.

"Here." You say and put the jacket on her. "It can get cold in here." You defend the action and clear your throat. "You guys must want a table. There should be an empty one." You play the role of a proper host and lead them to their table.

"I thought you were security here?" Nami asks with an eyebrow raised at you and you nod.

"I am." You show your badge to them and Nami hums.

"Why are you not in uniform then?" You smile.

"Because it's easier to observe inside the club than outside." You hear a cry and narrow your eyes at some people in the corner. You quickly leave the Strawhat Crew's table and get in time as a glass was almost emptied on Daisy. You groan as your shirt get soaked and your abs get exposed.

"This shirt cost me 100 beris, damn it." You sigh and look at the woman before you, still holding the emptied glass then at Daisy who was clinging onto your back now. "Ma'am, is there any justifiable reason on why you are trying to harass one of our staff?"

"Harass? That woman brought the wrong order! It's only reasonable to-" The woman stops as you glare at her.

"Please leave this establishment right now. Amazon Lily is not responsible for your attitude nor are we going to continue serving your pompous ass. If she got the order wrong then just tell her! You don't have to dump a whole drink on her!" You can't help the growl that escapes you. The Amazon Lily staff were the kindest people you've ever met. They even tolerated you as their friend.

"What- Is that how you talk to a customer!?" The woman gets soaked and you look at Boa who just simply gives you the bucket and takes a picture of the woman.

"You are banned now. I suggest that you don't ever come back here again. My people are not your servants. They are only doing their jobs and they are to be respected. Go away." The woman scoffs then leaves as you console Daisy who still hasn't stopped shaking. "Take her to the back and get changed. I'll get Ran." You nod as you lead Daisy to the back room.

After you make sure that Daisy is going to be okay, you change your shirt and go back to the bar.

"Nice work." Sonia greets as she places a drink in front of you. You down the drink wordlessly and clench your fist to calm yourself down.

"You okay?" You hear a familiar voice ask and you look up to see Robin still in your jacket. You can't even appreciate that she looks good in the jacket as you nod.

"I'll be fine in a minute." You glance at Luffy who was enjoying eating at their table and hum. At least he was not being protective.

"It must be hard to control yourself. I know Luffy doesn't." You smile at that.

"One of the reasons why he got into boxing, really." Robin smiles at you. "Sorry you had to see all that."

"No worries. I didn't know Hancock is your friend."

"She's not. She's my boss."

"Boss? She studies at GLU."

"And she manages this place."

"That is actually amazing."

"It is. The owner is her adoptive grandmother. Not that it matters. Hancock is an amazing manager."

"Sounds like you admire her." You hum.

"I do. She's cool."

"Thanks for the jacket, by the way. I wasn't so sure with the dress but-"

"The dress looks amazing on you but uh- well- some people might hit on you-"

"They should. I need a date, to be honest."

"Oh? Really?"

"Yeah. I need to make Franky jealous."

"Oh. Oh. Y-you have a crush on him?" You try not to stutter. You already knew that you had a stupid crush anyway.

"Kind of? Bon Clay says I need to date more so here I am."

"What do you-" Before you finish, there was a crash and you turn around to see a drunk guy on the dance floor. "Fucking- sorry, I need to take care of that." Robin nods at you as you walk towards the drunk. She watches as you help the drunk guy's friends drag him outside.

"You're staring." Sonia says to Robin who hums.

"I didn't know she was that strong."

"Aren't you friends with Luffy?"

"Yes. Not her." Robin points out and Sonia nods.

"Y/N is- she's an introvert." Robin nods in agreement. "One of the reasons why she doesn't have a crew." Robin turns to Sonia.

"Not even Kuja?" Sonia shakes her head. "I thought she was."

"She's the only non-Kuja member that's allowed to work here."

"Why?"

"She saved Elder Nyon. Like three times, honestly, and the owner offered her this job." Robin hums as she takes a sip of her drink.

"She's the same as Luffy then? Always saving the weak?" You stop at her question and sigh. Ah. So that's why she approached you. Because you're the sister of Luffy. That's probably why she accepted teaching you too.

'I shouldn't bother her anymore.' You thought to yourself as you approach Hancock and Angel. Angel raises an eyebrow at you.

"Your crush is at the bar?" Angel says and you shrug.

"She's straight."

"And I thought Hancock was too but she went out with me."

"Don't assume people's sexualities, Y/N." Hancock agrees with her girlfriend and you smile sadly at them.

"She just said that she has a crush on Franky. Oh. And she only agreed to teach me because of Luffy."

"Shit. She really said so?" You nod and Angel pats your back.

"You'll find someone else. Another Omega who'll take one look at you and claim you." You raise an eyebrow at Hancock then at Angel.

"Like you did with Angel?" Hancock blushes then slaps your arm. "Ow. That hurts, Boa."

"Shut up." You laugh at her blushing face and Robin looks at you.

Oh. She has never seen you smile before.

Robin stares at you before her attention was taken by Nami waving her hand in front of her face.

"You okay?" Robin nods at her. "We're going. Zoro is drunk and Luffy has eaten his fill. These two should be grateful that they have their sports. Seriously."

"Oh. Okay."

"Have you seen Y/N? I have to give her something."

"She's right there." Robin points out where you last were but you were nowhere to be found. "Uh."

"Luffy giving you trouble, Nami? I can carry him?"

"Zoro might need it more."

"Ugh. Zoro stinks."

"He's a customer?"

"So? He still stinks of alcohol."

"Damn. You ruthless. Here." Nami holds out a pamphlet and you raise an eyebrow at her as you take it.

"Tashigi wanted to invite you to the kendo club but she didn't see you earlier so she gave me that when she knew that I was going here."

"Oh. Huh. I never used a sword in my life though?"

"She can teach you?"

"No, Thank you. Sports are not for me. I'd rather read."

"How are you failing two subjects?"

"History and I never agreed with each other. Just ask Luffy. Latin is just- hard."

"Why did you take it then?"

"Because learning a new language is awesome... In theory. It's so hard." You whine and Nami laughs at you. You both stop when Zoro comes over the bar and orders more sake from Sonia. You and Nami look at each other and she points at him.

"No. Not yet, one-"

"Do your job." You groan at her then approach Zoro.

"Zoro, bro. You're cut off. Let's get you home."

"Bro. I will literally carry you. Stop drinking." Zoro takes one look at your serious face and groans.

"Fine. I'll stop. You should probably carry him, though." He points to Luffy who was so full that he's sleeping on the table.

"I will. Gather everyone up at front. I'll be there in a second." Nami gives you a thumbs then she, Robin and Zoro walk outside the bar. You see the other Strawhats follow suit and hum as you carry Luffy through your shoulder.

"He's not dead, is he?" Hancock asks and you smile at her.

"Certainly feels like it." You grunt as Luffy mumbles something in his sleep then continue walking outside.

"I didn't know Luffy drunk this hard???" Mari asks you as you carry him outside.

"He didn't drink." You say as a matter of fact.

"What???" Mari asks again, just as confused.

"He ate." You grin at her then brings him to his crew.

"Makes sense now." Mari mumbles to herself.

"Heya, Strawhats." You say and everyone turns to you. All of them stifling a laugh as they see you carrying Luffy like a sack. "So, who's-"

"Chopper. He didn't drink anything at all." You hum.

"He's the designated driver?"

"He and Franky somehow always lose rock, paper, scissors." You snicker just as the van stops in front of you.

"Heya, Y/N!" Chopper greets you and you grin at him.

"Heya, Chopper! Wait, where do I place-"

"On the back, Zoro will sit with him." Nami says and you nod as you carry Luffy to the back of the van.

"Thanks, Y/N." Zoro bumps his fist lightly on your shoulder and you nod at him.

"Be careful driving, Chopper!" You wave them goodbye after making sure that they're all accounted for. You sigh in relief as they drive away and just as about you were about to enter the club, you groan. "The jacket. Damn it! That was- wait, whose jacket was that??"

Meanwhile...

Robin plops down on her and sighs in relief as she takes off her high heels.

Clubbing was not her forte. At all. She shrugs off the jacket that you gave her then she smiles. Your scent was still clearly on it. She sniffs the collar of the jacket and smiles.

'It smells like sandalwood.' She noted in her head. 'Cooling and relaxing.' She places the jacket on the side of her bed then she gets ready to sleep.

As Robin lays down on her bed, she pulls the jacket closer and your scent envelops her. She sleeps that night, body completely relaxed and comfortable.

"Wait, whose jacket was that, Hancock??? Did you give somebod-"

"It was yours, idiot. I knew you forgot about it." You tilt your head at her.

"Mine???? Why do you have my-"

"Because you gave it to Ran when some customers tried to harass her after her shift. You beat them up a week ago, remember?"

"Oh. Oh! That time!" Hancock groans at you.

"You idiot really is Luffy's sister." She mumbles as she gets back into her office.

A/N:

ROBIN FIC!!

God, it took me months just to get this out, sorry about that.

Also, might be irregular posting.

Thanks for reading!

#one piece x reader #one piece #nico robin x you #nico robin x y/n #nico robin x reader #nico robin imagine #nico robin #omegaverse fanfic #omegaverse fic #omegaverse

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deadpool15 · 6 months

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Ch.2 To be loved

Seeing him was the highlight of my day. I remembered when I was nothing but an orphan, though I can't remember my biological parents. I sometimes like to think they died. It was the best way for me when I was just a kid. To accept the fact that even the ones who gave you life viewed as nothing but a mistake was difficult. My mother viewed her destiny as saving her country, getting rid of the drugs that were taking lives. In my opinion, people died all the time. Life was hard. We have no idea what someone is going through until they are pushed to the end. She would never understand that struggle. That pain. When I heard it was si-o behind all this, I had to know why. People have reasons, I had to be the one to see the good in him. Even if no one else could. I was falling in love, love makes you do dumb things.

Whether I was dumb or hopeless, I wanted to know him. Not the version he showed to the public, the fake smiles meant nothing to me. I wanted to see him truly smile, to be happy. I happened to be at one of my mothers many chain restaurants. And to my luck sitting there was the man I had hoped for, now I hadn't prepared myself to speak to him and I realized that when he had made eye contact with me. Stern, serious glare like he knew I was watching him. Talking to people wasn't necessarily the issue. I talked my way out of parking tickets, jail, and even school punishments as a child. I was a smooth talker, one thing I developed from my mom. Though he made me nervous, my hands were sweating, and I had the urge to convert into oxygen. I wanted to cry because as much as I hated to admit it, his opinion of me meant a lot. One accidental interaction, and I was hooked. He knew me as Tseg tseg rich spoiled friend. I wanted him to see me. It already pissed me off that he had eyes for my sister. She took everything from me without even fucking trying. I had to man up and fight for what I wanted.

"Hello sir, you probably don't know me, but my name is Danny. We kinda met before when I bumped into you at your company." He smiled though I could tell it was fake, after years of faking happiness myself. I knew a fake smile from a mile away. "Right, your Tseg's little friend, correct?" Irritation couldn't even be used as the word for what I felt in that moment, I wanted him to see me. "Technically, that's how we met, though I just wanted to say something t-to you. Please." I stood up drawing attention to myself truly not what I needed right now, but I had to tell him before anything else happened. My anxiety was through the roof, I wanted to crawl into a hole and die right then and there standing under his intimidating stare. I had to do this, though. He was the first person I felt genuine feelings for, and I didn't even know him personally. The effect he had on me was outrageous.

"I wanted to go out with you. I want to get to know you, and I know I'm not korean, and your parents may have an issue with that, but I mean Nationality vise I am. Everyone thinks I'm just this spoiled rich assshole, but i im not, and i want to show you that there is more to me than my money or parents' money. I have korean parents, so that counts, I'm well accounted for, and I have seen you before, and you're all I think about no matter what. I try to get my mind off of you, and my brain proceeds to show different connections to you. And if you p-plan to reject me, just sit here and silence, and I won't ever bother you again. Well, I hope so, I can try." He was astonished but my speech. Everyone had turned their attention towards us and started clapping. I hadn't even noticed at first. I couldn't handle rejection, especially not by him. I wanted to be with him, breathe in his scent, and help him with anything. Live a life with him. Silence was what I got, and I took the message. I had embarrassed him and myself.

Suddenly, walking out, trying to hold back tears, I was 5 years old me again. I'm sitting at my dance recital waiting for my mommy. She promised she would come today since I told her how much this meant to me. Sitting there for the next 4 hours in nothing but silence was the worst feeling a child could feel. The competition was over, I didn't even dance, missing a chance to get picked for a major academy. I saw dad pull up. Why did she hate me so much. "Honey, you didn't tell me you had a competition today, and I found the scouts there as well. I would've shown up, baby." I stared at him. I was a daddy's girl simply because my mother broke my heart before I could ever feel love from her. "I didn't tell you because I told Mommy. I wanted her to come watch me this time. To surprise her with my skills." Just glancing at him, I knew that look, the look of a father who was afraid to break their already broken child. I snapped out of it when I felt someone shaking my shoulders. Looking up, it was him. "I've been calling you for 20 minutes. You almost got hit by that truck. Are you even paying attention?" I stared at him, I didn't know what to say, would he care enough to hear. "You ran out before I could say anything. Scared? You're very pretty. And bold. I've never had someone confess their love for me in a public area at that. I admire that, while I don't really know you, I would like to get to know you. Experience something."

I was so happy at that moment that I completely ignored the world around me. I jumped onto him. He was startled at first but caught me with ease. I leaned back and cupped his face, pecking his cheek, and for that first time, I saw a genuine smile. A real surprise for me, I enjoyed it. "You look beautiful when you smile, like a hidden jem only made for the luckiest humans to gaze at." He stared at me, blushing. From that moment, we slowly got to know each other, getting closer day and night. Developing an unbreakable bond. I didn't care he was a so-called criminal. When I was with him, none of that mattered. I never asked about his business, letting him know if he wanted to tell me he could. I kept this from my family, I knew they would never approve of what we had, especially my mother. She didn't give a shit about me, but in a situation like this, she saw him as an enemy.

We sat at a Korean BBQ shop. It was simply nice to spend time at a place with no worries. "I could've taken you someone nicer, you know." I placed some meat on the grill what grabbing a piece and putting it in front of his mouth. He smiled and opened his mouth to eat it. "Is it good? And you know I don't care about expensive restaurants. I've been to enough in my lifetime. I just want to be with you. To be honest, you could've gotten fried chicken and took to me the beach to eat. It's the thought that counts, babe." He smiled at me, I smiled back until I realized the petname I gave him immediately going to apologize. "It's fine, I actually like it. Babe." Blushing, I gave him more meat. We talked about our days, he was stressed and I wanted to help. Thought he said I shouldn't stress myself. We finished eating and literally had a full-on battle over who would pay the bill. I won, "Maybe I'll let you pay next time." He laughed, grabbing my hand and walking out of the shop. While pda was no foreign concept to me, it still made me feel like it was the first interaction between us each time it happened. "Come home with me, please." I stared at him in shock. He had never asked me this. I had no experience in relationships, but usually, that leads to other things. I didn't know what was gonna happen, but I trusted him.

We showed up to his home. He told me to wash up for the night. I happily got in the shower to think I was happy. A foreign feeling. My shower lasted well over 30 minutes, I looked down and saw a towel and a button-up shirt. Luckily, I always kept a spare thong with me. Putting on the clothes, I walked out of the bathroom to find him already washed up and laying in bed. A blue robe and pajama pants on while he was on the phone. I walked out of the room to got place my clothes in the hamper, then grabbed a glass of water. I was drinking it while examining the home I had never been inside. Eventually, I walked back towards the room where he was done with his phone call. And looked up with a dropped jaw. I smiled at his antics. "You're still so pretty. With and without the makeup. Come here." Walking slowly towards his bed, he gestured for me to move closer. I crawled to him, and apparently, it wasn't close enough because he picked me up and placed me on his lap while holding my hips. I felt nervous. He noticed squeezing my hips with his larm hands.

I grabbed one of his hands, placing them in mine. Comparing the size and then kissing his palms, I looked up at him to see a bright smile. "I'm not tired yet." I told him it usually took me a while to go to sleep. I was just always up. He nodded and pulled me closer in a hug. Affection from si-o was always the best. I could tell he wasn't the most affectionate person, so I didn't push him. Though I craved his touch, I craved everything about him. Looking out the window, I saw the stars. "This reminds me of when my mom took me and my siblings camping once. It was weird, though it was fun." I continued to look at the stars until he spoke up. "You don't talk about your mother much. Actually, you don't talk about her at all. For a second, I thought she had passed." I was shocked by the thought of my mothers absence. Sure, I never spoke about her because there weren't any good memories, to be honest. "It's fine if you don't want to speak about it." I looked at his face full of concern he was so patient with me, but I wanted him to know and trust me like I did him. "It's ok, it's just.....there isn't much to talk about, you know. She was there but not there. She was always focused on my older sister. She was the amazing daughter who could do no wrong. And I was simply the girl that lived in her house, or that's what it felt like. Sometimes, it felt like I didn't have a mom to begin with. To think I used to pray to have a mother that would be there for me. Then my sister went missing, and as much as I hate to say it, I was happy, for once I though she would pay attention to me, realizing she had two daughters but it only got worse. I was just there, and I hated myself for the fact that I was happy my sister was gone. I've always been jealous of her she is better in every way. That's so evil of me, but I was so fucking lonely. She is such a good person, and makes friends so easily and everyone likes her but me they look down on me. I'm nothing more then a spoiled bitch using her parents credit card to fill the void."

Before I noticed, I was full on sobbing in front of him. I broke down, secrets I've never told anyone in my life. I was afraid of what the world would think of me. He grabbed my shaking hands, kissing them slowly, whining, moving up to wipe my tears. "Your feelings are normal baby, you went your entire life playing second place because your mother is a terrible mother, no offense. A bit of a bitch you know. No secret there since she is Hwang Geum Joo." Hearing that part made me laugh. Until I sat there shocked he knew of my parent. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." It was all I could say at the moment. He looked at me and pressed against my cheeks, letting me know it was ok. And he underdtood the urge to protect her even if she wanst good to me. Or cared for me, it seems."You are so amazing and kind and beautiful. She isn't better than you at all. I wish you could see the way I see you. You have lightened up my world as a whole. I was nothing but a cold, damaged asshole when I met you, then I realized no matter how my life pushes and kicks your ass its your choice to get back up. To keep going, you taught me that baby. All the drug business and shady stuff I do, you don't judge me at all. Sitting by my side supporting me no matter what I choose to do. When I was an orphan and Pavel took me in, trained me to become the person I am today, hit after hit. Missed meal after another, I prayed for a better life. You have provided that life." Hearing those words, my heart was swelled. I felt nothing but love for the first time someone chose me, loves me. I wasn't an option. I was a need. "I'm so glad you chose me or tseg." Hearing that, he laughing pulling me closer if that was possible. "I never liked tseg baby, she is a worker at my company that'd all. If anything, I had my eyes on you since you walked into the building." Similing in pure joy, I leaped forward, causing a groan to come of his mouth. Scared I hurt him, I tried to get up until he forced my hips back down. It was then I realized I hadn't hurt him. In fact, the moment u felt something hard poking me thigh, I blushed.

"How in the world did you get hard, sir?" He simply smiled at my words, moving me forward to the point where I was sitting directly on top of his hard on. My core pushed further into it slowly until he began grinding me against him. I couldn't help but moan. It all felt too good. "Have you seen my beautiful girlfriend sitting right on top of me in nothing but my shirt? If anything, it was difficult not to." Moans slipped from my mouth before I could let out a sarcastic response. Finally, I said the words I had been so afraid to ever tell anyone. "I love y-you." Hearing this, he sped up my hips against his, leaning in to capture my lips into a kiss. "I love you more, baby." We continued until we were left naked and bare before each other, and all the insecurities, abandonment issues, and pain left my mind. Leaving nothing but si-o. The night was a night to remember.

Stay tuned for chapter 3.

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didishawn · 1 year

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Dumb boy (Gavi x Reader)

Warnings: Gavi is an asshole to you because he hasn't grown up from his kindergarten-like flirting phase, still an asshole, you don't take his shit, he goes too far with his comments, enemies that somehow are still together after so many years, angst, not a good ending at all unless anyone wants a second part, I actually love Gavi even if by the nature of this fic it doesn't seem so, lots of Spanish

Masterlist

Pablo Martín Páez Gavira is the name of the boy you hate the most, unfortunately, it seems that your destiny will always be next to him.

You were kids when you met, age four and in the same class back in your hometown, he spent his days pulling on your pigtails and making fun of you. You shared the same classes and friends but never truly got along.

Unfortunately your parents did get along, becoming fast friends and with the ages, you two were forced multiple times to hang out.

You were most exited when you found out Gavi was moving to Barcelona, even if you unlike the others didn't quite see his talent, you were glad he was supposedly good enough for Barça.

Your joy didn't last long, though, as a couple weeks later your father too informed you of you family moving to the very same city.

You cheered yourself up by thinking maybe everything wouldn't be that bad, with Gavi in La Masía and you on your own school. But of course nothing ever goes good for you, with your parents still into forcing you two to hang out and you eventually meeting some of Gavi's teammates and friendships being formed.

"¿Qué pasa entre Gavi y tú que se odian tanto?" one of the boys, Ansu asks you one day. (what's the matter between you and Gavi that makes you both hate each other so much?)

"Es un idiota ese amigo tuyo, parece que no tiene nada más que hacer que molestarme" (that friend of yours is an idiot, has nothing better to do than bother me)

Ansu makes sure to keep that information on mind for later times, even if he has personally never seen Gavi being as bad as his usual self towards you.

It isn't until some years pass that he realises how cruel his friend can be when it comes to you.

Gavi has just debuted on the first team, a reason to celebrate. Not for you, but it was just your luck you both end up in the same house party, him with his teammates, you with a couple friends, inicially only approaching each other so you can greet everyone but him.

You are dressed in a short red dress, so tight it leaves nothing to imagination, that your friends forced you into.

"No puedes seguir llorando por el gilipollas ese. Tienes que salir y olvidarte de él por completo" one of them told you, her phylosophy on life is to go out partying to forget any broken hearts. (you can't keep crying for that idiot. You, have to go out, and completely forgey him)

Broken hearts like yours after that douchebag you used to call your boyfriend, the one you had been dating for year and a half, decided to cheat on you out of nowhere.

The boys, the ones you know and are friends with are quick to compliment you on you, appearance, making you blush, meanwhile Gavi rolls his eyes and glares at you. He looks you up and down, he hasn't uttered a word yet, he lets out a mean laugh.

"Ahora entiendo por qué el gilipollas ese te puso los cuernos" (now I understand why that asshole cheated on you)

All of you are wide eyed as you turn to him "¿Perdona?" (excuse me?)

"¿Me estás diciendo que no te parece normal que te pongan los cuernos cuando tú básicamente vas por ahí vestida como una puta? Probablemente tú hiciste lo mismo con él" (you are telling me you don't find it normal for him to cheat on you when you go out dressing like a whore? You probably did the very same thing)

"¿Pero que dices, payaso?" Ansu yells at him, hitting him on the back of the head, Pedri too glares at him. (the fuck are you saying, you clown?)

"¿Ustedes no piensan lo mismo? Por favor, poco más y lleva un cartel con: follame en la frente. Como si alguien fuese a querer con ella" (don't you both think the same? Please, she is one step away from having a sign with: fuck me on her forehead. As if someone would ever want something with her)

"¿Se puede saber cuál es tu puto problema?" you finally manage to say, trying your best to contain your tears. (what the fuck is your problem?)

"Ay, por favor, no te hagas la tonta. Es normal que el tipo ese te engañara, no entiendo ni como aguanto tenerte tan cerca durante tanto tiempo, si es que eres insoportable y tampoco gran cosa" (oh please, don't play dumb. It's normal that the guy cheated on you, I can't ever understand how he lasted that long with you near him, you are insufferable and your looks aren't good either)

Before Gavi has time to realise, his head is tilted sideways and there is a sting in his cheek, you are pushing against his shoulder, and run straight into the bathroom. He receives another push, this time from Ansu as he glares furiously at him, Pedri too looks disappointed.

"¿Se puede saber que coño te pasa?" Pedri shouts at him, his jaw is clenched, so is Gavi's. (care to tell us what the fuck is wrong with you?)

"No necesitáis defenderla para que se os abra de piernas, probablemente ya está ahí dentro esperandoos a ambos" (you don't have to defend her to get her legs wide open, she is probably waiting for you both already)

That night, Gavi arrives home with a purple eye given to him by Ansu Fati.

You two don't see each other in a long while, he believes you to be avoiding him, it bothers him. Meanwhile, you are glad your parents no longer make you hang out with him.

A month or two have gone by before you have to face him again, it's your father's birthday, his best friend is Gavi's dad, and of course they force the asshole to come too. You ignore him, and it annoys him a lot.

He manages to catch you when you try to sneak upstairs into your room.

"He visto que te has hecho muy amiga de Ansu, ¿o capaz algo más?" (I have seen you and Ansu are really good friends now, or perhaps something more?)

"¿De verdad vienes otra vez a tocarme la polla? ¿No te basto el otro día? Déjame en paz, Gavi, olvídate de mi existencia como yo estoy intentando hacer contigo" (you seriously come again to fuck with me? Didn't you have enough the other day? Leave me alone, Gavi, forget about my existence like I am trying to do with yours)

Gavi's usual stone cold gaze when he watches turns soft, sad "Yo no quiero olvidarme de tu existencia, me gustan las cosas como están ahora" (I don't want to forget about you, I like things like they are now)

"¿Tú haciéndome la vida imposible y dejándome en claro lo horrible que soy? Paso" (you making my life impossible and making it clear how horrible I am? Hard pass)

"Esto es lo nuestro, y/n, yo jodiendote y tu picandote, nuestro juego" (this is our thing, y/n, I bothering you and you hating it, our game)

"No, Gavi, este eres tú siendo un gilipollas y odiandome sin ningún motivo" (no, Gavi, this is you being an asshole and hating me without a motive)

You try to leave, he stops you.

"No te odio" (I don't hate you)

"Si, claro" (yeah, right)

"Me gustas, y/n, ¿tan difícil es de comprender?" (I like you, y/n, is it that hard to understand?)

You are incredulous as you watch him, you tear your arm from his hold.

"¿De verdad me estás diciendo que me has tratado como auténtica mierda porque eres un gilipollas con edad mental de niño de tres años? ¿Te piensas que por joderme la vida me ibas a gustar?" (are you seriously telling me you have treated me as if I were shit because you are an idiot with the mental capacity of a three-year-old? You really think that ruining my life would make me like you?)

Gavi knows it's a dumb thing to do, but still does.

"Escúchame bien, tú nunca me vas a gustar, así que olvídate de mi, Gavi. Si de verdad te pensabas que iba a ser una historia donde yo soy la tonta y te perdono años de acoso estás bien equivocado" (listen to me clearly, I will never like you, so forget about me, Gavi. If you really thought this would be one of those stories with me as the dumb main character that forgives you after all this bullying, you are so wrong)

"Haré lo que sea para que me perdones, pero por favor, no me saques de tu vida" (I will do whatever you wish me to so you forgive me, but please let me stay in your life)

"Ya es tarde, te digo que te olvides de mi, cualquier mierda que se te ocurra no será bastante" (it's too late, forget about me I tell you, any shitty idea you have won't be enough)

You do leave this time, leaving a broken boy chastising himself over his stupidity all throughout the years. He understands you hating him, he does too.

Part 2 (Bad ending for Gavi)

Part 2 (Good ending for Gavi)

#gavi #gavi x reader #gavi imagine #barcelona #fc barca #barca #spanish nt #spain national team #spain nt #ansu fati #pedri #gavi angst #football imagine #football player

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nawoken · 8 days

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Wuthering Waves out and I got a bit carried away, mostly by the anger built up inside from lagging. Every time I finish playing, I have to take a nap after.

It kept reconnecting, especially when I was in combat. I had to fight a boss several times just because it could one-shot all of my characters (That's ridiculous) and I kept lagging when I needed to dodge!!! Also, for me, this game is not really suitable for mobile.

So well, I'm here now... let's finish "Rating NRC boys' boyfriend material". I still have Ignihyde and Diasomnia left.

Part 1: Here

Ignihyde:

Idia: A-

Having a cute lil brother is a plus. I want a cute brother like Ortho, so we have two choices, fight Idia for Ortho's big sis/bro position or marry Idia.

Okay, I'm kidding (a bit). Idia is hella good with tech, he loves games and is also an otaku with low self-esteem. He doesn't like going out, you gotta force him out or you guys can have a smoil hanging out in his room. He is not really boyfriend material but as someone who also love games and staying indoors, he is a good match.

As I said before, Idia has low self-esteem so you gotta be patient with him. Required a lot of talk and support.

Ortho: B for Best brother you can ever wish for

He is cute, supportive, and has everything you would want in a lil brother, that's all I need to say. C'mon, he is willing to destroy a whole school to rescue his big bro, who wouldn't want that? Not me!

Diasomnia:

Malleus: S-

He is a cute dragon, a bit stubborn, and kinda socially awkward. He doesn't really know how to communicate due to the lack of it since everyone is scared of his position, his power,... Not to mention the species barriers between fae and others.

But he tried his best and was willing to learn, Malleus cared deeply for his close one after all. He can be sweet and adorable but he is also mischievous, Malleus can and will tease you when given the chance, he was raised by Lilia, what do you expect.

Malleus is a lonely dragon, it's not really a big deal before, until... Yuu or you. So, good to say once you are attached to him, he won't let you go. Well~ you don't need personal space when you have a whole dragon, right?

Lilia: S+

He can't cook... S+. Surely, this is not because he is super cute and I have a soft spot for adorable but insanely strong creatures. And also not because he is old...

Lilia has lived for 800 years and has a lot of experience in life, so he won't panic easily. You can always rely on him when you need advice as long as it's not about cooking and raising kids, or pets (even when he already raised two at this point)

Being in a relationship with him can be fun and peaceful, hard to imagine you guys would ever argue over something. Even if you guys have a fight, Lilia will always say sorry and take the fault. This is why I prefer having older lover, they will be more mature and I want to be treated like a princess :3

Silver: S

A knight in shining armor. If he is not a gentleman, no one is. Treat you with utmost care and softness, and always listen to your words (until he falls asleep, please understand, he tried his best :'D).

Take you out on a picnic date in the forest, he will introduce all of his animal friends to you. He will lend you a hand when you walk down the stairs, open the door, and many other things. Lilia raised him well.

If life is a dating sim, he is totally a super ultra-rare lover, hard to find one this day.

Sebek: A-

Torn between spending time with you or protecting Malleus so he brings you on a knight date (Blame my depress for this poor joke). Lilia and Malleus have to force him to take a day off to go out with you.

He is loud, super loud, especially when he is embarrassed, tsundere at heart. But you already know that, right? So now you have to tease him until he is a blushing mess and can't even hide it with his loudness anymore. "You're having no shame, human!", he sulking and I'm laughing.

Surprisingly naive and easy to be tricked, Lilia messes with him by saying "holding hands" or "kissing" causes pregnancy is canon for me. You can see it here.

Aside from all that, he actually caring and soft, not that he will admit it but he is willing to do many things that he wouldn't before, for you.

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Yay! I'm done. Then, I still have to finish "TWST x Gravity Falls" crossover. And well, some other ideas that I have... (~^~)

Life is tough and wifi is trash. Might have to create a masterlist or something cause I can't even find my post when I need... hehe.

Good day guys!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #twst x reader #twst x yuu #ignihyde #diasomnia #twst boyfriend rating

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winwintea · 2 months

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Blame it on my Disney Wish (Prologue)

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot,

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true?

TAG LIST ▸ (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

RELEASE DATE ▸ no schedule haha... i work at my own pace guys!

WORD COUNT ▸ 1.1k words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

“Could we maybe go to Disney?”

Little did Qian Kun know, was that this innocent question would be the reason why Kun, and 6 other idiots were now at Walt Disney World with you.

That day, Dong Si Cheng, Kun’s roommate, asked a simple question. That had a simple answer: No. But what happened instead, wasn’t as simple. If it were any other one of his idiotic friends he would’ve turned them down straight away, but the request had to come from the mouth of Dong Si Cheng instead. There was no way Kun could resist the temptation of seeing those eyes look dejected after he rejected that wish of Si Cheng’s.

“Sure, I’ll see what I can do.” Was what HE SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID. but he did.

As soon as Kun walked out of Si Cheng’s room, his smile quickly turned into a frown. How the hell was he going to accomplish this? They were pretty much broke college students, no freetime, and no clout. Actually the last part was a lie. They were pretty popular amongst most of the students of their school. Mingled with most people, went to parties, drank a lot, you get the gist. Yet, that wasn’t enough clout to magically grant them a Disney trip. That shit only happened in movies. Disney movies.

“Couldn’t help but overhear that sad conversation.” Kun turned his head to see a familiar face, one that happened to belong to his ‘bestie’ Ten. He was using the term ‘bestie’ lightly. They’d known each other for years, but still bickered and teased each other over everything. Ten’s real name was ‘Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul’, but of course no one could pronounce that so everyone just called him Ten instead. It made life simpler.

“Oh yeah? Like you could do anything better.”

Ten cocked his head to the side, “What? Can’t stop being a people pleaser for once and reject someone for a change?” “I’d love to see you try. Why don’t you go tell him ‘no’ instead, so we don’t have to shovel out our own money to pay for this damn trip?” Kun knew Ten loved a good challenge, and that Ten was as equally broke as he was, so maybe he could convince Ten to persuade Si Cheng.

Ten looked at him for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and walked right into Si Cheng’s room. Kun glanced at his watch, wanting to see how long it would take.

“You don’t need to tell me Ten. I heard everything outside, I… understand.” Kun could hear Si Cheng’s faint voice from the door, and his heart ached a little. The sadness in his tone was very obvious. “I was being selfish… I’m sorry.”

“N-Nononoofcoursenot!” Ten blabbered out. Suddenly Ten opened the door again, spotted Kun and pulled Kun back into the room with him. “Tell him Kun! We were just planning the dates right, weren’t we Kun?”

Fuck this bastard. Kun could imagine it in his head. Right here, right now. His hands wrapped tightly around Ten’s neck. And when he was done, he would know exactly where to put the bo- Err… Just kidding. There would be a witness anyways. A witness that was currently giving him a puzzled look.

“Uhm… yeah yeah… yeah right we were just booking flights that’s all. And if it… sounded like we weren’t gonna go uh… we were just… joking, right?” Kun looked at Ten for support. If Ten was gonna throw Kun under the bus then he needed all the help he could get.

“Yeah yeah. We’ll go to your favorite park!” Ten winked at Si Cheng, still nervously looking at Kun. “I like all of them though…”

That’s it. Kun grabbed on Ten’s arm, as equally hard as Ten had done to him earlier, dragging him out of Si Cheng’s room once again. This time, Kun and Ten positioned themselves strategically in the kitchen where Kun’s beloved roommate wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. However as they made their way into the kitchen to see a shorter boy standing at the sink peeling an orange. “Chenle, how the fuck do you keep getting into our dorm room?” Kun stared at Chenle as he was nonchalantly peeling his orange.

The younger boy grinned at the two. “Si Cheng gave me his spare key. He wanted to learn how to play basketball, so I’ve been teaching him.”

Chenle was a basketball prodigy and had gotten into their school on a scholarship because of it. He was only 2 grades below Kun, but somehow they shared most of their classes with each other. Chenle would always pester Kun whenever he could and did anything he could to make his life miserable. “Okay, so why are you here now? Si Cheng did not look like he was about to play basketball at all.” Chenle popped an orange slice in his mouth. “Silly! I’m here for you! Well, see I originally was going to bother you like I normally do, y’know” He ignored Kun’s glare and continued on, “But then… I was hungry so I got a snack.” He motioned to the orange in his hands and ate another slice, “Also whoever made that Pumpkin Pie, that was absolutely fire.”

“Fuck you that was my last slice” Ten crossed his arms, and joined Kun in scowling at the younger boy.

“Yeah well. Sorry. I guess. Not really. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Regardless, while eating the pie I witnessed your little disney dilemma and I have a proposal to make.” Kun eyed Chenle suspiciously as he continued on, “I’ll pay for your little trip. Flights, Tickets, Fastpasses, Food, everything!”

Kun completely forgot that Chenle’s family was loaded. He glanced at Ten then back at Chenle. “And what do you want in return? Is there a catch?”

Chenle looked at them with a more mischievous grin in comparison to the ones he had been giving them before. “No catch! You just have to take me and my best friend, y/n with you.”

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colourful-void · 8 months

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Of the popular Carmine interpretations (and carmine and kieran relationship interpretations) ive seen, none of them vibe quiteee right with me, so here's mine.

carmine is not a good sister to Kieran but she’s also not a bad person. not because she's not trying to be a good sis or because she doesn't like him, etc etc, but because they're at a point rn where they dont mesh right, and no one is stepping in to mediate or help them. Like the fact is Carmine Is an angry and abrasive person, who truly does care about her village and the people she cares about. She does love Kieran and Kieran does love her, and I think they both know that. But the way she treated Kieran Did contribute to his self doubt issues. Carmine and Kieran’s relationship Isn’t Healthy! But fuck, it’s not beyond repair. There’s still love there, there’s a future they can have. Being around a person who constantly and consistently gets angry, esp if that person is someone in power over u (like ur older sister) fucks a guy up! Even when you know that person loves you especially if you know they love you!

Carmine is an angry person and you know what sometimes people are like that! But look at them… I think they reached a point where Carmine shooing Kieran off was seen as just… Fine with everyone involved, because “(she) didn’t hit him or anything”. She's not lashing out at him trying to be awful she's not trying to hurt him.

Who’s giving Carmine a proper outlet? She’s got battle, is that helping anything? Her primary Pokémon is Morpeko, the Pokemon that switches between angry and happy. Does that make one side any less real than the other? Does being angry mean she’s not really loving? Does being loving mean she’s not really angry? Does loving Kieran mean she didn’t hurt him?

You’re a teen, and you’re angry. Over all sorts of things, some little and some large, but it doesn’t really matter as much as the fact that She’s Angry. It doesn’t matter why. It's not something you can help, you can put on a nice face, but you're still upset about things, and you should be! What do you do about it? You can't bottle it up. You’ll break, and you're bad at it anyway. Get mad at your teachers? Get in trouble. Get mad at your grandparents? Get in trouble. There’s no place safe to Feel Angry, but you Have to FEEL you can’t help it! You can’t help it. So you let yourself get a little angry at your brother, cause he doesn’t mind. You're still holding back, anyhow. He knows you still love him. He knows. He has to know right? It’s not that you dislike him, he just gets you so mad sometimes and- you still love him. You’re just bad at showing it, but he’s always stood up for you, you hear it even though he tries to keep it quiet. And maybe your brother's a little quiet and a little nervous, but he's always like that. it's fine. Things are fine.

You're a teen, and your sister keeps getting angry at you. And you hardly did anything wrong, but you're never quite enough. Not with her, not with school, not with any kind of "friends" (which you don't have). Cause your sister is so so strong and you really do look up to her, so much, even if she gets mad at you, cause you know she cares you know that. But maybe if you were stronger, she wouldn’t get so upset with you… Part of you knows that isn't true. Part of you starts to believe it anyway. You're used to this, and it's not awful so... it must be fine. It's fine.

And you're brother and sister, outcasts in your own town, so if you squabble a bit, it’s normal right? That’s fine. It’s not broken enough to fix, and everything wears away and away till it breaks. But they were outcasts anyway, troublemakers anyway, it was inevitable anyway, so there's no point doing anything. It's not really a problem, not to anyone Outside their bubble so.

Things are fine.

#before anyone comes at me saying 'oh siblings are just like that'#im not saying they cant be like that but thats not just like.#just because its normal (happens frequently) doesn't mean its like. good/healthy/#doesnt mean its not an indication something is wrong #doesnt mean it shouldn't be Fixed #i think #and secondly: ***I**** am a big sister. to a younger brother.#or was i guess im not a girl anymore but point being.#i Was a big sister for a decade plus #and still am a big sibling today!#so i dont want people coming to me saying i know nothing about what “real siblings are like”#i only say this bcs it has Happened Before. Dont.#anyway.#pokemon #pokemon sv #sv dlc #pokemon scarlet and violet #the teal mask #pokemon the teal mask #sv dlc spoilers #scarvi dlc #scarvi dlc spoilers #trainer kieran #rival kieran #rival carmine #trainer carmine #the teal mask spoilers #pokemon teal mask

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anjwrites · 2 months

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Goodbye || Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Tw: angst, sharp objects, blood, death, swearing.

(Y/n) Malfoy pov:

I just finished Transfigurations with Professor McGonagall. As I was going to head out of her classroom, she called me to her desk.

"Hello Professor." I formally said and smiled.

"Ms. Malfoy, please, take a seat." She said as I sat infront of her.

"You were once my star student, what is happening to you? Is everything alright?" She asked.

"Do my parents know about this?" When I mentioned parents I whispered the last few parts. I remembered I was bruised and scarred when they knew.

I was always abused when summerbreak came. That's why I wanted to stay in Hogwarts. But with everyone coming home, i decided to come too. Draco is always there for me sure, but when I get hurt, he just watches, afraid, he too will get hurt because of me.

"I'm afraid so, they keep asking us Professors how you and your brother are doing." She replied.

"Thank you professor." I said and left the classroom alone.

As I was walking, I began hearing what those Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were talking about. It was about me, and my relationship with Matt.

I can hear their whispers like,

"She is never good enough for him."

"The Malfoys are probably paying for her to become a star student in every class."

"I think she is just plainly stupid."

"If she truly is a Malfoy, why isn't she blonde like the rest of her family."

Well... I just wanted my hair Auburn since I don't want to be considered as a Malfoy anymore.

When some of them noticed, they just stood there silent knowing my family's power. But what they don't know is that I have always been hurt at home. Every new school year approaches Hogwarts, I try to hide my face with my hair down. I always wear sweaters to hide the scars I made and what my father made.

Once I reached the Slytherin Common Room, I headed to my dorm I shared with my best friend Pansy Parkinson. She wasn't around so I headed to our shared bathroom.

As I looked at myself in the mirror took heavy breathes and asked myself, "Am I good enough?"

Then, I checked my emergency stash (sweets, refills of medicines etc), without hesitation, I grabbed a small blade and without thinking made a cut against my skin. I watched as blood came oozing out of the cut, I washed the blade and stored it for another time, I suppose.

I couldn't help but cry so hard, I felt like I was screaming already.

"(Y/n)?? Where are you?" I heard Pansy ask.

Seems like she had this instinct and knew I was in the bathroom, as she opened the door she found the mess I made, our things are scattered on the floor as I tried getting my anger out on objects. Then she found me crying. Followed by her spotting my blood flowing everywhere.

"What have you done to yourself?" She questioned. She helped me up and walked with me to my bed.

"I don't want to live anymore, but... I couldn't stop about thinking of what you, Draco, or Matt could've felt when I'm now gone." I shrugged.

"Is it because of those bitchy Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws?" She asked and rubbed my back to comfort me.

"Yea." I replied and just layed on my bed. I currently don't care that the blood will stain it. I didn't want to tell her about my parent issues.

I wore his sweater, so he would not notice the wound. I hissed in pain as the fabric touched the cut.

I went down and found him with my brother and the others.

"Hey..." I awkwardly said and sat in the far corner.

"Hey sis." Draco smiled, then frowned again when he saw me with a negative expression on my face.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Did Professor McGonagall tell you? No? Alright, then my best alright? And then as I was walking back to the Common Room so could study, you know... to catch up, I heard Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws talking about me." I ranted, and tears began streaming down my face all over again.

"It's alright love. You know I am always here for you." Matt and grabbed my wounded arm as he tried to pull me into a hug. My expression changed as he held the wound.

He turned to me, about to smile, but noticed the look on my face.

"Everything alright?" He asked.

"Yes, of course." I lied, faking a smile.

Obviously, he did not take it and lifted the sleeve of the sweater and he saw the dried blood and deep cut on my arm.

"Why... (y/n)..." Matt tried speaking but he just pulled me closer to him and hugged me tightly.

"I don't want to loose you... please..." He whispered and kissed my forehead.

"I tried Matt. But... you don't even know what I have been through. You are too popular to be hated. Heck, every girl in Hogwarts likes you just because of your looks. They don't know who your father is. They don't know you like I do. Well, what about me? Guess what? I am probably the hated daughter of the Malfoy family."

"That is so not true (y/n)." Draco defended.

"Really? Then why the fuck am I always bruised and hurt when we get back to Hogwarts? Why do you think I hide away in mine and Pansy's dorm? Why do you think I always have cuts and wounds everytime you see me? Because I fucking deserve it. No one deserves to see me live anymore

" I screamed, angry tears had me. I cannot take it anymore.

"Sorry (y/n), I don't even know. Please..... talk to me anytime, okay?" Draco said as he stood up and hugged me.

"It's fine Dray. I'm fine." I faked a smile.

"It's getting pretty late, I should be heading back to my dorm for another day. Love you all." I said and kissed Matt on the cheek and hugged my brother.

I went back to my dorm and saw Pansy fast asleep on her bed. I layed down on mine and just read a book.

As I was dozing off, I have been hearing knocks on the door. I got up and opened it. To my surprise it wad Matt.

"Matt... what are you doing here." I asked.

"I thought that maybe you needed some company. And here I am." He said and placed an arm around my shoulder. We sat on the floor using the foot of my bed as a rest.

"Seriously, (y/n), I never ever want to loose you. I promised that one day, I will mary you. And I forever and always will vow to never break that promise. If anything goes wrong, let me know. I love you and it forever will be you." He told me and never let me go the whole night.

It was the following day when I woke up, Matt was there cuddling me close. It somehow made me smile after what happened last night. I gently pushed his arm away and got up.

"I love you Mattheo Riddle." I whispered and went to the great hall for breakfast.

"Good morning guys." I greeted and sat down on one of the benches. Yet again, I found the same group of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws whispering about me.

"Don't mind them (y/n)." Draco reminded.

"Yea. They aren't as worth it." Pansy told.

"If only they knew I am the son of the Dark Lord. They might as well shut up. Or I will do it for them." I turned around to see Matt holding me close.

"You better let them know." I smirked jokingly and continued to eat breakfast.

"(Y/n), are you seriously alright?" Blaise asked. "I heard about what happened. You shouldn't listen to them. It is way better for you to not listen. You are the best than what you think you are." He comforted.

"Never better." I shrugged. It was a new day to begin again.

✨️fast forward to Christmas Break✨️

"I'll probably see you again in the manor." I reassured Matt.

"Father will obviously be there, scheming Harry's demise again. Like he does every year." Matt joked and rolled his eyes after.

I got my trunk and went downstairs to the Commom Room where I was awaited by my older brother Draco and my godfather Severus.

"I heard about what happened (y/n), please, if anything's wrong. Even if it's about Lucius, send me a letter. I will try to sort this out." Uncle Sev said.

"Thank you." I smiled a small teear formed.

"Of course. Now, both of you run along or you'll miss the train." Uncle Sev said and joined me and Draco towards Hogwarts express.

"See you next year Uncle Sev. Have a Merry Christmas." I said and hopped in the train.

As I sat down in the Slytherin's compartment, I went with the gang.

"Ready to go home (y/n)?" Draco asked.

"Not really." I shrugged.

The thought of home sounded nice, but being at home isn't. I still feel traumatized about everything that has ever happened.

I bid farewell to all my friends including Matt and Draco and I were greeted by mother.

"Hi mom." I awkwardly said and plastered a fake smile on my face.

"(Y/n).... wait up...." I heard Matt say and he wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Hello mrs. Malfoy."

"Hello Mattheo." Mother smiled at him.

"Father isn't around so I will be spending winterbreak with you all. Is that alright?" Matt asked and to my relief, mother agreed.

"Of course."

"Oh, and (y/n), your father would like to talk to you."

"Mom by talk, honestly, it's not talking. He will probably slap me until I'm bruised. Or maybe punch me in the face. Oh and the obvious thought, he will lock me in my room and if I try to get food or something he will you know...." I ranted, maybe almost so loud so Matt could hear.

"The what now is happening?" He asked.

"Nothing." I lied. "But please make sure to get the keys to my room if ever any of this happens. Please visit me." I said as I kissed him.

Before we could reach the Malfoy Manor, I contemplated whether I like the idea of going back home. This doesn't feel like home anymore.

I shuddered at the thought of father and what he is capable of.

We reached the Manor and we were greeted by Dobby.

"Miss (y/n), mr. Malfoy is looking for you." This was the first thing Dobby said as he opened the door for us.

"Merlin, please take me away." I whispered as I closed my eyes imagining all the horrid things that could happen.

"Hey, everything is going to be alright." Matt reassured. He kept holding my hand until father just wanted me alone. He made mother, Draco and Matt leave.

"(Y/n), what is this that Minerva sent me? A failing grade, not just in Transfigurations but all of your classes." Father stood from his study and went straight to me.

"You really are a dissapointment in the Malfoy name. Also, a dissapointment of the Sacred 28." He insulted.

"I tried my best father, it's just...." I tried explaining but was cut off by a brutal slap.

"You aren't suppose to speak unless I say so."

And there I received another hit.

My face and body felt numb from all the pain. Tears falling down my face.

"W-why was I born in the first place then? If you never wanted me." I asked. My knees were shaking and I just stayed there. My hair all messed up.

"I wanted a daughter, but never someone like you. An embarassment to the bloodline. An embarassment to the name." Father said through gritted teeth.

"Do you want to know why I'm like this? Yes, I maybe Slytherin, but what the Hufflepuff Girls and Ravenclaw Girls say hurt so bad." I explained.

"Maybe, that's why my grades are bad."

Father pulled my hair too hard and made me face him. "That is an unacceptable reason." He angrily said and carelessly pushed me and left slamming the door shut.

When he left, all the tears I wanted to shed left my body like a river. I stayed there on the floor curled up.

I didn't care if anyone saw me like that. All I wanted to do is give up.

"Oh my, (y/n)." Mother gasped.

"See what i mean, mother? Why can't you at least talk to father about this." I wanted to get mad but whispers escaped my lips.

"I'll be going to my room." I plainly said, fixed myself, and left his study.

I wiped all the tears away and pretended nothing happened.

I reached my room when I saw Matt there.

"Why are you in my room?" I asked a light chuckle leaving my mouth.

"You look bruised. What happened?" He asked all concerned but I stayed there silently.

"Father....." I replied.

I could not take it anymore, I cried onto his shoulder.

"Why would he treat you like that?" He asked me.

"He called me an embarassment to the bloodline and to the sacred 28." I told.

"I know he is your father, but please don't listen to him. I mean, about being an embarassment. I know you are trying your best. And the best you give is already enough. You know I am proud of you no matter what." He said as he played with my hair.

Night came and I stayed in my room not wanting to come out. Every now and then Draco or Matt would come visit me. On the other hand, mother tried apologizing but I never responded.

I layed there awake overthinking everything that has happened to me this year.

I think it's over. I don't want to suffer anymore. Heck, I don't want Matt or Draco worrying about me. Once, I am gone, they will stop.

For the last time I wrote two letters, saying goodbye to the both of them.

To my dearest brother.

Hey Draco, it's currently 11:00 in the evening of December 19, I have wrote this letter to say goodbye. Even if I am physically gone. Spiritially, I'll be there. I have been through enough pain. So, if you regret loosing me, please.... don't. I love you so much brother. I may not be with you when we get old. I remember promising you we would grow up together and would be godparents for our children, but sad to say, I wouldnt be fulfilling this promise.

If ever mother or father asked what happened to me, tell them I have come to a better place.

I will be watching over you over the heavens.

If you need to talk to me, I will just be a ghost for you. Or... look up in the sky and pretend that I am listening (yes I am)

~ Your Dearest Sister (Y/n) Malfoy

Once I finished the letter, I folded the parchment and began crying all over again. I don't want to leave my friends whom I consider my family but I could not take it anymore. I folded it and went to Draco's room and slid it under his door.

I went back to my room to write another one for Matt. The thought of him crying over my loss felt devastating. But at least I am happier. It feels selfish that I am happy and he is not but I am sick and tired.

My love,

My deepest apologies for what I am going to say, but.... I am tired of life. Firstly, do not overthink about why I am about to do this. I am ready to welcome the other side. Secondly, it is not your fault. You did your best to protect me and you did it.

No matter what happens to you in life I always will be proud of you.

Please do not regret having me. Please do not regret loosing me.

I love you so much Matt. In another life, I promise you this. It is you and me against the world. But for now, I need to be at peace.

Goodbye my Love, I am deeply sorry

~~ (Y/n) Malfoy "Riddle"

It pains to see the letter. I left my room and slipped it under the door of the room where he was staying. "I love you so so much. Please never forget me." I whispered until more tears started to fall.

And once I came back to my room, with no hesitation I stabbed myself with the hidden dagger I had.

The last thing I saw was crimson blood and finally white light.

✨️19 years Later (2nd Generation Era)✨️

Mattheo Riddle pov:

It has been 22 years since her death. I haven't moved on and I am still grieving. Everyday, I would visit her grave and talk to her. I never fell in love with anyone after her.

Today was a special day for Draco's son Scorpius, it was his first year in Hogwarts. I am going to be there as his godfather and for (y/n).

I know she is happy about Scorpius.

"This is it, love." I smiled looking up at the sky.

(An imagine I wrote for Wattpad @anjwrites_)

(I write the same fanfictions/imagines for both Wattpad, Tumblr and Neobook)

#mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #slytherin boys #(y/n)#draco malfoy #harry potter #harry potter imagines #slytherin boys imagines

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Saltburn - A Starker Story (With Footnotes)

This is a spoiler-free story, starring Starker, with amazing art by @mrstarksbaby Enjoy.

Peter’s father has a title.(1) Peter’s family lives in a castle.(2)

Throughout Oxford(3), that is what people say about him. The first thing they say about him. Sometimes the only thing they say about him. His father has a title. His family lives in a castle. What else would you need to know?

Unless, of course, you talked to Peter. Then you would find out a few more things.

Like how his mother had been a ridiculously famous groupie, knowing all the bands that had been hot in London in the 90’s, to the point that she had songs written about her(4). Like how his father would throw lavish parties for almost-strangers, just to give him an excuse to wear his family’s armor. Like how his parents were so comically out-of-touch with the real world they had once asked him “where Liverpool was located.”(5)

He would also tell you about the many other people that lived at Saltburn. And, if you were VERY special, he might tell you about Mr. Stark.

Mr. Stark was an employee of the family, but in many ways he was a family friend as well. It was often that way when people worked together for decades. Peter’s father trusted Mr. Stark with his life, and with Peter’s life as well. Technically Mr. Stark's title was “Head Butler.” Which is why the family called him “Anthony.” It was customary for the royalty to call the help by their first name, and the help to call the family by their last name. Only Peter insisted, even as an adult, on calling the trusted man “Mr. Stark.” It sounded overly formal, but it was completely the opposite. Peter trusted Mr. Stark more than any other human being on earth.(6)

And with good reason. It was Mr. Stark that saw that Peter wasn’t doing well at school, not because of his title, but because of his brain. It was Mr. Stark that convinced the family that Peter SHOULD graduate a year early - that the challenge of the extra coursework would help Peter thrive where he had been floundering. It was Mr. Stark who convinced the family to let Peter take a math track,(7) rather than try to fulfill any vague artistic dreams his mother once had for him. Yes, the boy had the soul of a poet, but the mind of an engineer. A mind that would be be so much happier with a practical degree.(8)

And so Peter excels at school. You should know that about him. You should know that he went to Oxford a year early. And that he loves every minute of his studies. (9)

But not of going to university. Peter is a real brain, and a complete softy, but no one ever sees that. His cousin MJ never lets him forget, or lets anyone forget, that he has a title and lives in a castle. Peter MUST be a careless snobby playboy partier because everyone in the upper-upper-crust crowd is a careless snobby playboy partier and Peter, well, Peter fits in with everyone in the upper-upper-crust. (But that’s not really who Peter is. Peter is a dreamer. An artist. A photographer. But only Mr. Stark knows that about Peter. Only he encourages it.)

Peter is not happy at Oxford. (10)

Enter Quentin. (11)

Quentin seems to be everywhere for Peter. (12) There when Peter gets a flat tire while biking (13) to school. There when Peter needs a real conversation (14) while all his friends were doing shots. There when Peter needs someone to answer the question “Tell me about yourself.”

And so the year at Oxford goes on. Things are good. Quentin makes a good mate and Peter makes good marks and MJ doesn’t get too toxic when Peter doesn’t spend his every weekend partying with her friends. And Peter keeps Tony updated about everything and looks forward to break. (15)

But as the year comes to a close, tragedy strikes. Quentin’s family seems to have imploded - but the solution seems simple! Peter will simply invite Quen to Saltburn to stay the summer! It seems like a great idea - to have his new friend at his side all summer. And Peter is happy. Happy that he can help Quen now, the same way Quen helped him in his time of need. He’s thrilled!! His mother, as batty and clueless as she is, is thrilled! His father is not bothered! Even MJ, in her condescending muted way, seems to not-hate it…

Everyone is happy!!!

Except Mr. Stark.

Peter can’t explain it. But Mr. Stark is being odd. Awful. Mean. Cold to Quen, hostile, even. Peter can’t explain it. Mr. Stark had always been wonderful to him… (16)

Quen is saying Mr. Stark hates him because he is the “common man.” Not that kind of person that “belongs at Saltburn.” Peter can’t stand the idea. He “orders” Mr. Stark to “stop being so dreadful” to Quen. Sometimes he acts like it’s a joke and laughs it off. But mostly Peter just pretends it isn’t happening. Quentin is his friend. Quentin understands Peter. That’s why Peter gave Quen the room next to him.

That’s why they were sharing a bathroom. (17)

Okay, the TRUTH is, Peter was really trying to seduce Quentin. Only… he was bad at it. (18)

VERY bad at it. As in… Quen seemed to be hitting on… MJ?! Only MJ wasn’t having it!?! Only they were like… a couple now? Or something?!?!

Peter was NOT happy.

How could he be?

He thought his dream had just come true. He has a FRIEND(19) at Saltburn. A friend to spend the summer with.(20) A friend that MIGHT… just might… help him with his little problem. (21)

Except…

Except Mr. Stark does not like Quentin. At all. Keeps being cold to Quen. Mean to Quen. Actively. In ways that cannot be denied, cannot be ignored. Seems to always be appearing in odd places, rarely giving the boys any time alone to themselves. Keeps appearing at Quen’s shoulder saying cryptic, menacing things. “People get lost at Saltburn” Mr. Stark had said. Whatever that meant. And Peter didn’t know what to do.

He had hoped this summer would turn out to be like a movie, like a Romantic Comedy, or at least like an 80’s Sex Romp. But it is quickly shaping up to be a tragedy. (22)

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1 Sir. Peter’s father is a knight. With an actual suit of armor.

2 Saltburn

3 A college he did NOT choose for himself. But going to Oxford was his only option. It was Oxford or nothing, a shameful secret that Peter has always resented.

4 See Common People, Pulp

5 But if you ever said “But Peter, you’re so down-to-earth!” he would go on to explain the influence of his aunt and uncle. Who lived, along with so many other family members, at Saltburn. He would explain how his aunt and uncle in essence raised him while his mother continued to globetrot and hob-nob with the famous elite as if she had never had children, or even had married, at all. He would explain how, when his uncle Ben died, his adulthood had really begun. It was the first time Peter had taken a hard look around him and made some decisions. Some decisions about who he wanted to be.

There was another man, an older man, who had a great deal of influence on Peter. A man who had worked at Saltburn on and off for decades, appearing and reappearing in Peter’s life for as long as he could remember. That man had taken up permanent residence at Saltburn the year Peter had graduated high school, and had given him the courage he had needed to make his own demands about how his college education would proceed. Everyone in Peter’s life knew that Peter was going to Oxford if he went to college, but only Peter knew that it almost didn’t go to college at all. But Peter had a secret - a man with a superpower. A man who could help him.

6 Like the fact that Peter DID NOT LIKE GIRLS. It was Mr. Stark (who Peter called Tony, but only in private. Only behind closed doors) that convinced Peter it was a simple fact that he would be able to speak out loud in time. Convinced Peter that his parents were so much more open minded about these issues than Peter realized (after all, Mr. Stark knew Peter’s parents well.) It was Tony that Peter confessed his secret to first, as well as his plan. To tell the world. Eventually. After a year or two at Oxford. At least.

7 Because Tony KNOWS Peter. Knows what he’s REALLY like. What he REALLY likes. How he doubts himself. Completely. Constantly. What he wants to be in life. What he finds attractive in a man. Yes, Tony knows everything.

8 And would that be SO BAD??!! To have a REAL job? To be an engineer, or an inventor? Or an innovator? To have his own career, his own flat, his own life? (He wouldn’t live alone, of course. That would be too scary. He would bring someone with him from Saltburn, of course. Someone to live with him. Someone he trusted.)

(Like Tony.)

9 Well, he loves STUDIES. But class ends eventually. You have to stop studying EVENTUALLY. Put down the pencil. Shut the book. THAT'S when the problem begins - when the tightness begins - when the low-grade panic starts. But Peter ALWAYS knows the cure for that - the balm for that. THAT'S when he turns to his superhero. That’s when he gets out a sharp pencil and a clean piece of paper. And he starts to write a letter to Tony.

10 SO WHY IS HE STILL AT OXFORD?! WHY has he not run scared, run back home, run back to safety? How can he find the strength to get out of bed every day? To walk out of the door every day?? Because of Tony. Because of his superhero. That’s why.

Because Tony writes back. Constantly. Weekly. Sometimes DAILY. And - hell - let's just admit it - sometimes the letters are not enough and Peter CALLS HIM ON THE PHONE. And Tony tells him it will be okay. He can stay. He can study. And then Tony starts to ask Peter about his classes, and then they are talking about maths again, and then it's all okay. Peter is okay. Because school is a GOOD thing. It is a hard thing, but Peter can do hard things. And because, when break comes, Peter can see Tony again.

And when those phone calls last long into the dark night, well, no one needs to know about that. About what happens after Peter says goodbye to Tony, after he hangs up the phone. About what Peter dreams about at night. About what Peter’s hands do in the darkness, while his ears still echo with the sound of Tony’s voice.

11 …with his stupid soulful eyes and his stupid handsome face. Peter doesn’t know if he wants to kiss him or punch him in his stupid beautiful face.

12 Really, it DID seem like Quentin was everywhere. Now that Peter knew his name, he realized he had seen Quen just about everywhere at Oxford. Funny how life throws you together sometimes.

13 Oh god, that flat tire. Peter was nothing without his bicycle. MJ and his mates would forever give him grief about it, but Peter didn’t drive. He had always been a year younger than everyone, and now he was two years behind, and driving was something that had always been done for his parents, not something that his parents did. But he had no fear, as long as he had his bike.

It would be different in the future, he knew. Tony had assured him that driving an automobile was not the mystery his parents made it out to be. Peter was smart (Tony said) and once Peter saw how it was done he would wonder why it had ever intimidated him.

Besides, Tony would teach him.

Just like Tony had taught him how to take care of his bike. Taught him how to take it apart and put it back together again. When you saw Tony in his official suit, you would never imagine what a “grease monkey” he had been in his youth. In his private time he liked to tinker with cars. Peter would never forget last summer when he had been allowed to sit in the spare garage and talk to Tony while Tony tinkered. Never forget what Tony looked like with his arms almost bare, his biceps bulging, sweat caressing his brow. Peter would remember that forever.

And Tony would actually teach Peter to drive, he was sure about it. That had been a promise. Peter thought about it often (mostly at night.) How Tony had pulled him into a friendly hug, Tony smelling of sweat and oil and something else… something… sturdy. Something strong. As if the man were made out of iron.

That’s when Tony had hugged Peter hard, clapped him on the back, and said “I’m your man, Kid.”

(He called Peter “Kid.” He was the only one allowed to call Petter “Kid.”)

“I’m your man, Kid,” he had said. Whispered, really.

“When you’re ready, I’ll teach you how to drive. I’ll teach you anything you want.”

He let go of Peter then, clapping him on both shoulders one more time. Letting his hands rest there for longer than a moment.

“When you’re ready.”

14 And while Quen could sometimes be invasive (sometimes annoyingly so) the man was a good conversationalist. Peter could talk to him for hours. And Quentin was well-read in all kinds of subjects. Really, anything Peter had latched onto, anything that caught his interest for a week or two that semester, Quentin always knew a lot about it. Whatever it was. It was uncanny, really.

15 Although when Peter DOES get home there won’t be any more letters from Tony. Which is funny, really. Peter loves those letters. Tony sometimes fills them with sketches of Saltburn - the towers or the gardens. And sometimes with sketches of Peter. “But I know what *I* look like - I see myself in the mirror every day” Peter complains. “Send me pictures of YOU.” And Tony does. Sends a single sketch of himself. In the sketch he is looking down. Looking tired. Looking a little guilty. But Peter likes to imagine Tony is looking down at something that has his complete attention. Something important.

Something like… Peter.

Yes, Peter likes looking at that picture of Tony at night. In the darkness. And then when he touches himself, he imagines his hands are Tony’s hands. Callused, but gentle. Knowing. But commanding as well…

16 …always gentle. Always helpful. Always honest. Because that’s what Tony WAS to Peter… the man who would cut through the bullshit. Cut through the pretension. Tell him the truth.

17 Because… and this was STUPID but… but Peter had a fantasy.

In that fantasy, he was done with university. He had his degree. He had freed himself, finally, from his family. And then, with his new career, with his new flat, with his new suit… he rang up Anthony.

Took him out. Took him on the town. They went to a pub together, took in a show. And then they talked. Talked like men. Talked like equals.

And then Peter took Tony home, and invited Tony into his bed.

As men.

As equals.

Only… only that’s where the fantasy abruptly ended. Because there was exactly one problem.

WHY would Tony go to bed with Peter if Peter was still a virgin??

And that’s where Quen came in.

Peter had a pesky problem, and he had set out to find another man to take care of that problem. And Quentin was that man. Peter had decided. This would be the summer - the summer that Peter lost his v-card and became a man. The kind of man that could take Tony Stark as a lover.

18 AND HOW COULD HE BE SO BAD AT IT?!? He thought he had made it CLEAR to Quen that he was ready. That he was just waiting for Q to make his move. I mean, how more obvious could Peter be?!? How many forehead kisses, blowing-kisses, and goodnight kisses, and jokes about oral sex, and late-night drinking games, would it take? Peter was being obvious, wasn’t he? He had given Q an adjoining bedroom. He had all but invited Quen to watch him bathe. He slept every night with his door open! What more did Quen want? An engraved invitation??

19 Okay maybe not so much “friend” as “boy I am using for one thing and one thing only” but hey. Friends used Peter all the time. And no matter what Quentin was, he certainly wasn’t hard to look at.

20 And it was going to be so perfect! Peter had it all planned out - he would tell Q that he spent every summer sunbathing - just like they did in France - completely in the nude. And then he and Quen would go shirtless and lay about on lawn furniture getting tanned. Shirtless - and eventually more than that. Peter had wanted so badly to do that last summer - and this time he would get up the nerve. To position himself outside the Great Hall window where Tony had his office. To take off his shirt - and maybe more - where Tony would certainly look out and see him. See his new, adult body. Realize that Peter was a man, now. A man to take seriously. A man that might want another man in his bed…

21 And okay dammit this was a big problem because that meant that PETER WAS STILL A VIRGIN HOW WAS THIS STILL A THING?!?!?!? Life was so damn unfair.

22 And, okay, maybe everyone is right. Maybe Quen does NOT belong here. Maybe everyone can see what Peter has been denying. Maybe Q IS too eager to please. Too eager to fit in. A little too obvious, too clunky, with his manipulation. But DAMMIT QUEN WAS JUST A MEANS TO AN END and Peter really REALLY can’t figure out WHY would Tony be mean to THIS particular classmate?! Dammit Peter just wanted to get laid…

At the dock MJ had demanded to know what was going on with Peter. Actually accused him of being in love with Quentin. Which was ridiculous - he wasn’t even 100% he would call Quentin a friend. Quentin was, at best, a study partner. He had invited Quen to Saltburn because of all the things he was going through at home… come on Quen’s dad having just died and his mom being a mess and…

Oh all right, let's be honest. He doesn’t even like Quentin that much. He brought Quentin back here because he thought Quentin had the hots for him. But in the end, Quentin is just one thing to Peter - a warm body. A warm body with a stiff cock, which Peter needs.

Because many things got “lost” at Saltburn, but…

… Peter’s virginity wasn’t going to get lost by itself.

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