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holybibly · 2 months

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Okay but like, to be between Yunho and Mingi 🥵😭😫 like they're both such bigger than me and I wanna be between them and just be their cure lil doll

Okay, I just couldn't get the idea out of my head, so I'm being a bit rude today.

I was thinking about how you came to be the new beautiful trophy wife of Mingi and Yunho's father. After they got divorced, they both stayed with their mother and became, let's say, very bad. They embodied the whole "stay away from him, honey, he's a problem" look with tattoos, piercings, cigarettes, and leather jackets. And their mother would send them off to their father to be re-educated.

Of course, it was useless, considering they didn't give a damn about all the moral lessons and rules, they were more interested in getting fucked or smoking a joint. The one thing they had absolutely no expectation of was you, their new "mommy.".

You were pretty, juicy, and looked like an amazing fuck doll, with soft round hips, thick ass and plump tits. Oh yes, and you were literally tiny.

If it wasn't for their father, they would have fucked you in the middle of the corridor. You got them a bit too excited, and that's how your game started.

At first, they behaved quite well—not ideally, but still. It started with cute nicknames like "Baby," "Doll," and "Sweetie" and gradually became more and more daring. Yunho could squeeze you between his body and the kitchen counter while you were cooking.

"Oh, mommy, I can't wait to try this. It looks so delicious." He would whisper in your ear while his big hand would squeeze your bottom in a possessive way.

Mingi could have quite 'innocently' buried his face between your breasts while you were all watching a film, he was too tired, and your tits looked amazingly soft.

"I'm sure the traces of my sperm will make them look really nice, won't they, mommy?"

It all literally drove you mad. You were not much older than they were; you were only twenty-six years old, and this incredible sexual tension was getting stronger and stronger with every passing second. To get rid of this tingling feeling of excitement that Yunho and Mingi gave you, you even tried to have sex with your husband. But it was useless, especially when one night you noticed the tall silhouette of Mingi in the mirror, smoking a cigarette and masturbating lazily while watching you ride his father.

That was the point of no return.

As soon as their father left on a business trip, they would lay you down on the bed that very night and fuck you like there was no tomorrow. They did everything together, like mirror images of each other.

Your pussy was licked by two pierced tongues, and you were stretched out on two big and thick cocks until you were literally sandwiched between two big and hot bodies, full to the brim and completely out of your mind.

They would whisper such dirty and depraved things in your ears that your toes would curl up at the dark promise that would pierce through their deep, sexy voices.

"This is how we should fuck our mommy, huh? Until she goes all stupid and starts to drool."

"Let's get some pictures, baby. I want to show you to my friends."

"Oh, baby, can't you take all of our dicks in your tiny mouth? If you can't suck a dick, why did our dad marry you in the first place?"

"You don't have a problem with us fucking your ass too, do you? I know you won't; you're such whores."

"Yeah, doll, like that, squirt on my face; let me fucking taste that pussy."

"Hm, you know, we'd like to invite some friends over; wouldn't you mind, mommy? You wouldn't mind playing with them as well, would you?

Your relationship with them became completely different; they would throw your body around like a toy, biting you, sucking you, scratching your skin, and leaving bruises and hickeys.

Even when their father returned from his stupid business trip, neither Mingi nor Yunho would stop.

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chrisgetsmewet · 2 months

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It Was For The Right Cause

Pairing - chris × fem!reader

Summary - this girl is always talking shit about the whole school and i decided to shut her up especially sense she talked about my friends

WARNING - cursing, fighting, and i think thats all

I hate this place. I can't stand any second longer, the only reason i go to this hell hole so consistently is because my friends they encourage me to go, cause they no i won't and there's no one stopping me or no one cares enough to figure out i haven't been going. Not that my mom doesn't care but her full focus isn't on me, and don't even get me started on my dad but that's not what this is about.

Everything today is seeming to bother me there's this girl next to me obnoxiously chewing her gum practically smacking and whispering stuff while scrolling threw her phone. Then there's this guy across the room who has his headphones blasting school work .yeah. not even music damn school work.

The bell finally rang i got up from my seat taking all my thing's and stuffing them in my backpack, and storming out of that classroom pushing pass whoever was in my way. i would normally wait around for chris, matt, and nick but i didn't, i was fed up with today i didn't wanna speak to anyone

I was digging out my locker to get my books for the next class until i heard laughing it didn't seem directed just in general laughing so i look around and saw paige. Ugh. I couldn't stand that bitch yeah thats what she was she was mean to people for no reason but everyone was so swoon what i mean by everyone i mean guys they liked her so much for whatever reason, i mean appearance wise I'd die to look like. i think ...

She had full blond hair, the blue eyes to match, the perfect teeth to match the 'cute smile' but only because she had braces half her life cause her teeth used to be fucked up. And with no fail she wears fitted clothes everyday. But personalitywise she was the devil but yet she still had a boyfriend and guys lining up to be her slave blah.. blah... blahh..

But what really caught my attention was her and her friend looking at the phone.

"Oh my gosh... they have a little intro" she was laughing bent over laughing. My ears practically perked up she had my full attention when i heard the triplets intro for there videos. "And don't even get me started on the girl that follows them around like a puppy" he friend laughed

They put there phone down and started talking. But i stopped listening I'm sure i was tired of thinking for the day.

"But that one i think his name is chris he has potential but he puts it to waste hanging with his brothers so much"

Nothing was going through my mind they were talking about chris,matt, and nick my bestfriends and that's not gonna happen i refuse to let that happen she gets away with so much shit, just cause she's pretty. But all that was running through my mind is my mom saying don't take shit from no one. So i didn't and won't so here i am my feet moving towards the girl.

"What are you doi-"

she was cut off by my fist right hooking her in her face, making her hold her face and crying. I push her down on the ground "SHUT THE FUCK UP" i had more to say but i wasn't wasting any time to beat her ass. I got on top of her and punched her square in the nose messing her 'cute little nose' she screamed and repeated "ow my nose" her scream scared me a little but that's not my main concern, it was trying to hurt her physically sense she wants to hurt others mentally i tried to hurry before i got pulled off of her by a teacher. I hit her again then tried to pick her head up and hit it to the floor but i got snatched off of her by a teacher.

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I was in the principals office avoiding stares that i got, holding an icepack on my knuckles. It's not like i was anything tough i feel like i did that to relieve stress, not even because she was talking about my friends but i had enough when she started talking about chris he was so nice he didn't deserve that he did nothing but be himself. So to make fun of them for trying to be themselvesand have fun. Thats low blow.

The school called both me and Paige's parents i loved my mom she was willing to do whatever she needed to do for me. But i know she was gonna do the whole discipline thing when she didn't really care she was so fixated on the 3 year old she recently gave birth to but what i was hoping was she didn't bring my step dad he tried so hard and controlled me to much always asking; where I'm going, did i eat, why am i wearing that, "you know it's cold why wear that". It's so annoying he wasn't my dad so stop trying . Not that i would want him to act like my dad cause he wasn't any better, he's actually worse then my step dad in every way

I was snapped out of thought by the buzzer for someone to walk in. my mom walked in with my little sister Alexis she looked over at me then at the front desk lady. "Im sorry to cause you trouble but you're here because you're daughter got in a fight and she's suspended for 3 days" my mom let out a breath i know she was tired of me getting in fights it was my 5th one this year but i refuse to let anyone belittle me for what felt right to me, becauseit was all worth it. "3 days is a bit absurd don't you think" my mom pleaded. The lady snapped her head up from the form she was signing "i think not she broke the girl's nose". My mom had enough she snatched the paper "c'mon" she was mad i don't know, but i sure would be if i was her.

Before my mom got in the car she buckled my sister up in the car. Then got in the front seat, i got my phone out and saw 2 missed calls from chris i ignore it i don't feel like explaining what happend, to him or any of them. That's when i look over at my mom and she's just staring out the window i took my airpods out and started listening to music but then i took them out when my mom looked like she wanted to say something so i waited for her to say something.

She started up the car and then she turned over to me "why.. why are you doing this to me." oh my gosh here she goes making everything about her "i didn't do it for you or because of you GOSH" ,,then why" my mom layed back in her seat "i dunno" i mumbled looking away from her "oh my gosh i can't believe this you won't even give me an answer you are my child act like it stop getting in fights your a good girl don't ruin you're future over fights y/n please just do better" i couldn't look at her cause part of me hated that she was right it's not like i liked the fighting or i looked forward to fighting cause i didn't i wouldn't even take myself as the fighting type no one would really, i mean i wear baggy t-shirts and sweatpants almost everday if not that then crop tops and sweats. To be honest i just got in fights when necessary or when someone deserved it.

Chris's pov

I came out of class and didn't see y/n i brushed it off and headed to lunch but of course i noticed people whispering, but don't they always do that it's highschool? Matt caught up with me "hey im gonna be late coming to lunch, so is nick " he left me.

I sat at the table and got my phone out and scrolled through my socials then opened my Instagram and my DM's were filled with video's of y/n fighting and that also looks like what she was wearing today. Your joking she didnt get in another fight. I called her i had to hear her part of the story first but she didn't answer i guess she just missed the call, so i called her again but she didn't answer i guess it was clear enough she didn't wanna talk.

From a distance i saw nick and matt walking up to the table and they sat down, they had stuff to say you could just see it on there faces.

"Y/n got in a fight" nick said kinda whisper yelling looking around to see if anyone heard him

"I know it's no secret, nick my phone is filled with the video cause people keep sending it to me" i said cutting my phone off, putting it in my pocket.

"Have you tried calling her" matt asked, i was already pretty annoyed with the whole situation, the staring, the notifications of people sending me the video, and overall y/n getting in a fight. i wonder how she's doing. I kinda zoned out so i just nodded my head answering matt "well before you get all butt hurt i heard peop-" i cut nick off

"NO!" i lowered my voice a bit "i don't wanna hear what other people are saying we should all equally want to hear her side of the story first" i didn't wanna hear other peoples assumption, for all i know they could say she did it for fun.

They both look at eachother with confused looks on their face. Nick spoke up "don't you think if she wanted to talk or tell you what happend she would have picked up your damn phone call" he said through gritted teeth "look im just saying no one really knows the story better then her"

"Then lets go" matt said out of nowhere. Nick looked over to him "go where?" "To her house if that wasn't obvious enough" matt said smacking Nick's shoulder and walking out the cafeteria basically implying for us to skip school but I'm not missing anything anyway.

Y/n pov

We made it home, my mom needed to work and my step-dad was already at work. So i was left watching my sister. just great. I got my phone out and went on my socials and of course my fight video is already being spreaded around. I cut my phone off and lay on my couch. Then i hear a bang and stuff spilling on the floor it was my little sister on a stool in the patry with a box of cheez- it knocked over and little orange squares everywhere. "lex really?" I take her off the stool and put some cheez-itz in a bowl and sit her on the couch then i head back to the pantry with a broom to clean up the mess. Yeah i wish it was that simple when i was little. I heard a knock on the door "gosh can i catch a break" i said under my breath. I walk over to the door.

"What do you-?.." i said until i opened the door all the way and saw nick,matt, and chris "aren't you guys supposed to be in school" i turned around hearing footsteps run to the door and it was Alexis she gasped and tried to walk outside to them but i picked her up to stop her "well that's where you're supposed to be too, now can we come in the wind is making it super cold out here" nick walked pass me not really asking but telling me that they're coming in

"Did you guys come here to lecture me too over this dumb fight cause if so it-"

"No, no that's not what we're doing we just want to know what happend" chris said sounding empathetic.

I set lexis down and walk over to the couch where they were sitting "it's nothing serious, paige and her friend pulled up you're youtube channel and started making fun of you guys, she also said i follow you guys around like a puppy which i don't i'm my own person and umm.. she.. yeah that was it" i stopped my sentence i couldn't tell them the real reason i was so driven to punch her "you sure it sounded like you had more to say" chris said, nick hit him on the shoulder "uhh no that's it" i put my hands in my pocket and plop down next to chris on the couch he looks over at me but i don't return the look instead i just stare at the blank tv "well don't do that next time please y/n we don't need you suspended" nick said walking over to me standing next to where im sitting "i alread am, for 3 days actually" they stared at me with there mouths hanging open like i just told them i shot the president "so who wants to make cookies and popcorn and watch a movie" I say trying to distract them from the current conversation matt runs to the kitchen "dibs on making the cookies" "I'll help" nick adds and lexis runs in the kitchen after them

I can't help but to smile at the two, i get up and i feel chris grab my arm my stomach fluttered and he didn't even do anything I turn to look at him "can you please just tell me what else happened, cause i know you had more to say" i avoided his eye contact cause he was right, paige basically said he had wasted potential and that pisses me off cause it's not true.

"Chris, that was it" i take my hand out of his grip and walk into the kitchen. Lexis was on the counter helping nick and matt make cookies from scratch so i just popped the popcorn for the movie night.

A/n: so i hope this didn't disappoint im going to make this a series. Also tell me what i could do better so i can fix my mistakes cause with this i feel like i didn't really put the words to all her thought process and everything she did and how she felt. 🤷🏽‍♀️i tried

#Spotify #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo fanfic #christopher sturniolo

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 9 days

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Science experiment reader please? The angst is feeding my soul 🥹💛

Jason let you settle back in on the couch and left you in the library, still rubbing his sternum and clearing his throat.

But you stifled a groan. Now that you were awake, you were awake. And you would be until your brain decided it was time to sleep. Worst. Parting gift. Ever. You didn't dream unless it was nightmares and you couldn't sleep more than an hour or two at a time. Cycling between being practical narcolepsy and no sleep at all. Walk it was, then.

At least that wasn't super demanding and if you stuck to your path it would take you somewhere you could scream and cry to your heart's content- maybe if you wore your self out you could pass out for a while in your hammock out there.

So. You go in search of Alfred to let him know you were leaving- the last thing you wanted was a panicked search party looking for you in the little clearing you made. You didn't doubt people knew where it was. They ran trainings in the woods all the time. People rambled out there all the time. But, everyone pretended they didn't know about it, and you appreciated it. It was small. Tucked back in a gap in the old growth, where there was a sliver of sky. But the trees still damped the noise and you felt far enough from people to feel... free. Even if it wasn't really true. There were still other emotions at the edges of it all.

"That was a short sleep," The butler observed, frowning slightly.

"Yeah," you sigh. "It's just like that sometimes." You knew you could probably say Jason had woke you up. He'd get in trouble. But- he got himself in enough trouble without your help. And being petty wouldn't really keep you off his radar, where you wanted to be. "I figured I'd go on a walk."

"The fresh air would probably do you some good," he hummed. "I'll prepare snacks. And ice water."

"Alfred, today is your day off I can always grab-"

He waved away your concerns easily and smiled slightly, "Humor me,. I like to feel useful."

You huff, half smiling and shake your head. "Thank you."

"My pleasure," he said, "now on with it. Go find a book to smuggle out, I'm sure there's a nice sunny spot somewhere." And when you give him one of your rare actual smiles, he figures, a few minutes of putting junk food in your plastic Zoltar lunch box and water in a metal container with green sparkles is worth it.

Especially when you come back later. Green sparkly knapsack slung over your shoulder- probably holding a blanket and a book or two. Whatever solace you found out there, he hoped it was enough to make the pain easier to bear.

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Bruce paced and watched the clock glancing at Alfred, "When did she leave?"

"Not long after noon, Master Bruce," the Butler said, not bothering to conceal his concern.

"How did she seem?" he asked.

"Tired," Alfred recalled, "But in good spirits. She took her knapsack. I gave her a few snacks and some water. I assumed she was simply going to find some quiet spot in the woods to read. When she hadn't come back by dinner I thought she might have fallen asleep."

"Hn."

"So," Dick said, "She's probably not lost or hurt. She probably knows exactly where she is."

"Probably," Tim said. "The trick would be getting back in the dark without a flashlight."

Bruce scrubbed his hand over his face. When he'd left you you'd been dozing off in the house. Having finally hit the right balance of quiet and comfort in your brain to be able to rest. "I'll go and-"

"Or you could go," Dick said, pointing at the Bat signal visible out the window.

"Damn," Bruce sighed. "Dick You'll have to go." Not just anyone could go. Especially not if you were asleep. It had to be someone you knew. And if you were in the woods- if they had to go get you from there... well. You were going to need gentle handling. And Dick would be able to do it.

Dick nodded and stood up. Watching Bruce and Tim leave to get ready to go. "Alfred, is Jason around?"

"Master Todd is unaware of this currently, I believe," he said.

"Can you keep him that way?"

"I can try."

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #ask answered #minors dni #reader insert #science experiment! reverse

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m-jelly · 4 months

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Levi with a s/o who loves books and the rain.

Raindrops and pages

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, fluff, romance, CEO Levi, being a couple, rainy day.

Levi comes home from work with a gift for you. Before giving you the gift, he stops for a moment to admire you. The two of you shower each other with love before enjoying a nice quiet moment.

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The crisp cold air nibbled at Levi's cute puffy cheeks as he hid under the umbrella. All Levi could think about was you warming his cheeks up with your kisses. It'd been a long day for him and he was very tired and it was too damn cold out.

He moved through the front reception and waved to the guard on duty. Once he'd gone through he tapped his card against the reader in the lift and went up to the penthouse. The closer he got to the penthouse, the more relaxed he felt.

The penthouse was so big when it was just him and he hated going home, but after you moved in he couldn't wait to get home. It used to feel and look cold. However, you added little touches to the place to make it more welcoming. It wasn't the forever home though, Levi had plans for a home in the country with you so you could have a family together.

Levi pulled off his wet coat and placed his umbrella in the right spot for the water to trickle off. He placed his work bag on the hook you installed for him and retrieved a present for you. It didn't take long to find where you were. Levi always knew that on long days at home, you'd be sat in the cosy window he made for you so you could sit, read and enjoy the views.

He paused a moment and admired you in a baggy shirt of his, comfy trousers, fluffy socks and a blanket. He couldn't but smile as you focused on your book with a hot cup of tea on your coffee table next to you. The intention was to go right over to you, but seeing how comfy you were as it rained outside he wanted to join you in that comfort.

You were so in your own world that you didn't notice Levi go to the bedroom. He quickly removed his suit and changed into his jogging bottoms and a long-sleeved top. He put his slippers on and made his way to the kitchen to grab a cup so he could share a tea with you at your little tea station next to you.

Levi called your name. "My cute little bunny."

You lifted your head from your book and smiled. "Hello, grumpy. How was your day?"

He leaned over and kissed you. "Horrible. I missed you."

You giggled. "Let me guess, you had to socialise a bit?"

"I did."

You took his cup and poured him a cup of tea. "Well, I'm proud of you. You've done really well today. Thank you for your hard work."

"You always know what to say to make me feel good."

You shuffled forward. "Want to cuddle?"

He sat behind you and pulled you into his arms. "Mm, perfect." He handed you the present before taking his tea from you. "I got you something. I made sure it was delivered to work so I could surprise you."

You unwrapped it slowly. "Thank you. You're so sweet to me."

"I hope you like it."

You gasped when you saw it was an old book. You investigated it and saw it was a first edition. "Holy shit. A first edition!?"

Levi showered your neck and shoulder with kisses. "I know you love that story and I thought you'd appreciate a first edition."

You stared at the first page. "Is that the author's signature?"

Levi looked closer. "Yeah. They sent me this certificate as well to say it's real."

You turned in his arms a little and kissed him. "You're incredible. Thank you. This is...wow..."

Levi hugged you with one arm. "Can you read to me?"

You shuffled around and leaned your back against Levi's chest. "Of course."

It was comforting to Levi to be with someone like you. There was something so soothing about quiet moments reading a book, watching the rain sometimes and having a warm drink. This life was like a long, warm and lasting hug.

Levi smiled and called your name. "I'm happy, really happy."

You snuggled closer. "Me too."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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slashingdisneypasta · 3 months

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Chucky Lee Ray x Reader || Drabble

Plot: When you come home from a really terrible date who definitely expects to be invited in, you do something Kinda Sneaky... and say you live with your brother and, oops! You forgot your key!!- and knock on the apartment next to yours, acting like this one is yours. Chucky's apartment.

Warnings: N/A.

Knock knock. No answer.

Knock knock knock. No answer.

Humming nervously, because why the hell why isn't he answering?? Please be home, Chucky, p l e a s e- "He must have his headphones on, the dumbass." You throw back to your date, Hank, rolling your eyes like 'brothers, huh?'.

"Hey, if you cant get it, you can always come back to my place?"

"Oh thats nice of you- " Knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock-

"Bro!" You exclaim in a loud, totally-fake greeting as soon as the door flies open and reveals Charles Lee Ray, looking as if you just woke him up, his hair in his dark eyes and a beer-stained, moth-eaten white t-shirt on that completely washes him out and makes him look like Samara Morgan (Sweet jesus, if you weren't so desperate to get away from Hank, you would be terrified of this nightmare look). His face twists into grumpy, tired confusion but before he can ask you what the hell you're talking about- you slip your arms around his waist and squeeze him in a hug. "Play along." Dear god, play along.

When you pull back, a hostage-smile pasted to your face standing there with Hank behind you looking bored and annoyed (And wearing a stained t-shirt of his own- under a date blazer), the cranky frown on his face upturns into a smirk. Oh~

You hope to god thats a good smirk and your annoying neighbour is not about to screw you.

Its not like Hank is dangerous, or t h r e a t e n i n g, at all- no. He's fine. But after 4 hours of talking about his fucking car, and The Big Bang Theory (How funny Howard Walowitz is in the first seasons and how misunderstood he is with women- jesus), and meeting his mother at the start-- you are DONE!!

DONE!! FINISHED!

You're up to hear with him and Chucky, as annoying and rude as he is, suddenly feels like a great alternative! At least if you went out with him tonight, you might've gotten a good buzz out of it. Hank took you to a Chuck E Cheese, and he didn't bring a flask.

When Chucky leans against the door and makes room for you to slip by, smirking dangerously at your date, you happily go into his apartment. You never wanted to get in there so bad, before. You never wanted to go in there, period, before today. But now it feels like sanctuary. "So... you're the guy that took out Y/N tonight."

Oh no- he's still talking. Why on earth is Chucky still talking-

"-Yeah thats him!" You cut in, before flashing Hank a bright smile and a waive. "I had a great time- bye Hank!" Please go. Please go. Please go now-

Before your date can leave and you can never see him again, Chucky stops him- and when you glance at his face, you can see an even broader, more mischievous smirk on him. Oh no. "Hold on there, man, wait. I gotta make sure you're alright, don't I??"

"No, bro, you don't." You say pointedly, making Chucky turn that nefarious, lascivious grin onto you for a moment.

"Hehe... I think I do."

Through grit teeth, you beseech him. "Fight the urge." Or, well- beg him. You're begging. You're absolutely begging.

Because wherever Chucky is going to take this, is not going to be good, especially with that evil twinkle in his pale blue eyes. "What kinda brother would I be if I didn't check him?"

"The best brother in the world."

"Ahhhhh... you're just sayin' that. Hey Hank- " When you both turn back to the hallway and see that Hank is, actually, gone-- you're equally baffled and relieved. Thank god, but... when did he leave??? Chucky, on the other hand, pouts. "Damn. ... Maybe he wasn't that into you."

While rolling your eyes, you catch sight of a black object plainly sticking out of Chucky's pyjama pants. "Or maybe he saw the gun tucked into your pants! Is that loaded!??"

"... no."

"No!??" That did not sound definitive!!

"Well yeah, of course it is. But here's the thing, doll. Guess what?" You're about to ask a put-out and huffy 'what?', when Chucky pulls the door to his apartment abruptly closed; standing far too close to you and looking at you in that lecherous Chucky-way that makes you feel so small and squirrelly. Wait- "Look at that?~ You're all mine, all of a sudden~ Hehe,"

As you stand there, half scared/half... something else, you wonder dumbly how and when did you lose control of this situation-

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thefiery-phoenix · 7 months

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YANDERE TODOBAKUDEKU X READER

You were in a villain attack and you were battling against the villains when one of them slashed your thigh making a really deep cut. You hissed in pain but you managed to pounce on them and fight them

Even though you knew you had really powerful quirks, (elemental manipulation AND nuclear generation) you still needed some sort of backup, but luckily, Midoriya, Todoroki and Bakugou arrived at the scene just in time and helped you take down those damn villains

''Guys, I told you I'm FINE'' you whined as Bakugou lifted you up like a sack of potatoes over his shoulders and they proceeded to take you to the Recovery Girl's office. ''Will you stop trying to be so brave for 2 god DAMN seconds and let us help you. you idiot'' hissed Bakugou and you just rolled your eyes

"Kaachan, don't be mean and now is a perfectly good time and opportunity to show Y/N chan how much we care about her'' said Midoriya over excitedly. Todoroki didn't bother saying and soon afterwards, you found yourself at the Recovery Girl's office with the 3 guys waiting for you in there to see if she needed any help

''I think we should all be here just in case'' said Todoroki in a monotone as he fixed his icy stare at you. You didn't bother arguing since you were tired and besides.... they were your friends. They wouldn't do something to harm you, right? You, my dear, had no idea how WRONG you were

After the Recovery Girl left the office, Midoriya said, ''Y/N chan, you got severely hurt today. I- I think you should take a break'' as you glared at him. ''Are you saying that I'm not capable of taking care of myself'' you shot back. ''Yeah, that's EXACTLY what he said and MEANT!'' yelled Bakugou. ''Now now 'Kaachan' don't upset our little baby, she needs to be treated with care'' said Todoroki calmly as Katsuki yelled at him not to call him Kaachan. Wait..... OUR BABY!!??

''Y/N chan, even if you have 2 powerful quirks you aren't capable of defending yourself, you'll need bigger and stronger heroes to protect you from getting hurt. And we think it's for the best if you stop hero work. I mean, what sort of heroes would we be if we can't protect you from getting hurt?'' crooned Deku as he leaned closer to you

''What are you sickos even on to?'' you snarled at them. ''Hmph... for once I actually agree with Shitty Deku. And hopefully this will be the last time I agree with him'' grumbled Bakugou

''Aww.... baby, we tried explaining it to you. To make it short, We are going to be YOUR heroes and from now on, you don't need to even work when you have big strong 3 heroes looking after you'' said Todoroki pressed a wet rag on your mouth and before you could even protest, the chloroform had knocked you out as you tried to hear what the voices around you were saying as the room started spinning

''I feel so bad for drugging our darling puppy like that'' whined Midoriya as Bakugou told him to shut up. ''I wonder how long it will take for her to adjust to her new life with us'' said Todoroki as Bakugou said, ''She WILL live with us from now on whether they like it or not. The nerd can't go even a SECOND without injuring themselves and if they put up a fight..... we can too'' boomed Bakugou as the other 2 nodded in agreement

'Hope she'll like her new home'' mumbled Midoriya as he felt certain that you'd thank them for rescuing you from your old life. They were doing this for YOU after all. You were their precious angel, their darling and the light of their lives and they just didn't want to see you hurt

You. were. THEIRS. and there wasn't ANYTHING anyone could do about it.....

#yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #yandere todobakudeku x reader #yandere todobakudeku scenarios #yandere todobakudeku oneshots #yandere todobakudeku imagines #yandere todobakudeku headcanons #yandere bnha characters x reader #poly yanderes #poly yanderes x reader #yandere deku x reader x yandere bakugou x yandere todoroki

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aalyssah · 26 days

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You’re Worth It

Pairing: Jey Uso x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Fingering, Fluff, Missionary, Oral (Reader Receiving ) Praise, Reassurance, Soft!Jey, Soft Sex, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,326

Summary: After loosing at Elimination Chamber, you feel like you're nothing, but Jey shows you what you're worth.

A/N: I made this as of Jey was still in the Bloodline so ignore how he’s friends with his family rn. Hope You Enjoy!

You've hated today so far. You lost your #1 contenders match for the Women's World Championship, meaning you won't be able to face Rhea for the title at WrestleMania.

You thought you had it. You thought you were gonna be the one to win and go on to beat Rhea for the title, but of course, Becky just had to win.

You felt so disappointed in yourself, not wanting to talk to anyone. So that's how you found yourself in your locker room, packing your bags slowly. The door opened and closed, but you didn't even look to see who it was.

The heavy footsteps followed with light ones made you know who it was. "Hey kid, you alright?" You turned around looking at Roman and Paul who stood behind him. "Yeah, I'm just gonna head to the hotel early." You didn't wait for anyone's response before leaving.

You were putting your bag into the car when you heard fast footsteps running towards you. "Damn baby, you sure walk fast." You looked at your boyfriend Jey with a frown. "What do you want, Jey?" Jey took in how sad you sounded.

"Roman told me you're not coming to the bar with us and I wanted to check on you. Make sure you’re okay." You shrugged your shoulders, looking at the ground. "Yeah, I'm just really tired." Jey cocked his eyebrows. "Is this because you lost your shot for the title? ‘Cause if it is I-"

You stopped him mid sentence, not wanting to hear what he had to say at your failure of attempting to win your first title. "No, I'm just really tired. I'll talk to you later tonight." You quickly closed your trunk and got in the car before speeding off, leaving a stunned Jey.

You don't usually avoid him like this and even if you were to, you would talk to him. Plus, you didn't even give him a goodbye kiss! "Yo Uce, you comin'?" Jey turned around at his brother, Jimmy. "Yeah." He sounded so unsure, but decided to give you time and space.

Jey ended up coming back early from the bar due to his constant worrying of you. He just couldn't get your sad voice and face out of his head. He told the guys that you needed him and left.

When he opened the door it was cold and quiet, the only thing being heard was the soft sobs in the bathroom. Jey made his way there, looking through the small crack. He could see you sitting in the bathtub, legs pulled up to your chest, crying.

He silently cursed and walked in, startling you. "Baby." You looked up at him, with glossy eyes. "I-I'm sorry." Neither of you knew why you were apologizing, but Jey didn't care. He gently grabbed you and carried you to the bed, laying you down.

He looked at your body with adoration. "It's okay, you did so good out there." You shook your head furiously, not believing a word he said. "I failed Jey! I didn't get the win! I'm just a trashy wrestler." Jey’s eyes grew wide at your words.

"No you're not, Y/n. You're much more than that and better! Unfortunately, it just wasn't your night." You avoided eye contact with him, making him pull your head up with his pointer finger.

"You don't believe me?" When you didn't answer, he dropped to his knees, in between your legs. "I'm gonna show you how good you are to me."

You looked down at him, shocked at how fast he was. He placed small kisses on your inner thigh, leading to your core. He gave a small blow, chuckling at the sound of your breath hitching. "You're so beautiful, baby."

You blushed at his praise, but it soon turned into a breathy moan when he licked a long stripe up your lips. He began eating you out slowly, taking his time with you, licking between your folds, hands slithering up to your entrance.

Your hands came to his black hair, tugging gently when he pushed his finger in you, humming at how your pussy sucked him up. He gently pushed and pulled his fingers in and out of you, while licking your clit.

Your grip on his hair was getting stronger and stronger with every drag of Jey’s fingers and lick of his tongue. Jey pulled back, breathing heavily, smiling. "That feels good, babe?" You bit your lip, squirming under his hold nodding your head with a yes.

Jey was happy to see you relaxing and feeling yourself. You could feel the tight squeeze of your cunt on his finger, letting him know you were close. He slowly pulled out, running to your side when you whined. "Calm down. You're gonna get to cum."

The teasing tone of Jey made you mad, but it was cut off when you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down your entrance, collecting your juices. "You wanted me to show you how good you are to me?" You nodded your head, trying to back your ass up against him.

Jey smiled at that, finally pushing in you. You moaned and whined at the stretch while Jey groaned at how tight you were. It's not often you two have sex due to the fact of your different schedules. "Fuck baby, you feel so good." You tucked your head in his chest at the praise.

He pulled you back, forcing you to look into his eyes. "I want you to look at me as I fuck you, okay?" You nodded your head at him. "Don't take your eyes off me, babe." You cooed at his soft tone and how bad he wanted to show you your worth.

He held you as he slowly thrusted in you, savoring the feeling of you. He was in no rush, unless you wanted him to. He took his time with you, thrusting into you, placing gentle kisses on your face, all while your eyes were still on him.

"You feel so good, Y/n. You don't even understand!" Jey grunted out as your hands scratched his back and hair. You could feel him hitting places that you didn't even know you had. "Jey— I'm, c-close."

Jey smiled, seeing how hard you were trying to keep your eyes open as he increased his pace, hips slamming against yours. "Tell me you're a good wrestler. Tell me you're the best wrestler on the roster and I'll let you cum."

That's when you shut your eyes. You didn't want to say it, but at the same time you wanted to cum. "I-I. I'm the best." Jey slowed his thrusts down, making a tsking sound. "That's not what I told you to say. I said-'' You huffed loudly in annoyance at him as he slowly stopped his thrusts.

"Fine! I'm the best wrestler on our roster. Now please let me cum!" Jey didn't hide the huge smile on his face as he renewed his pace from earlier. Skin to skin slapping noises were heard and you placed lazily kissed all over his neck, a mumbled whine heard.

"Whenever you're ready, baby." That was your cue to cum. Instantly, you came with a cry of his name, arms squeezing around him. Jey groaned, collapsing on top of you at the feeling of your cunt and arms squeezing on him.

You both sat there, breathing heavily, catching your breath. With a little tap on his back, Jey got up and carried you back to the bathroom. He drained the water from earlier and ran a new hot bath and let you sit down before getting in behind you, holding you to his chest.

He cupped some water in his hand and splashed it on you in a playing manner. "Do you believe me now?" Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Believe what?"

Jey looked at you in your eyes with adoration. "That you're worth it."

#jey uso #jey uso smut #jey uso fluff #jey uso imagine #jey uso x reader #jey uso one shot #wwe jey uso #wwe bloodline #wwe smut #wrestling smut

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 11 months

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Hai I heard you were open for some smutty Carmen requests and I was hoping if you can do some jealousy smut for dear old Bear? It can be from whatever situation!!

Bless 🙏✨

Summary: Carmen is set to apologise to you for spending so much time at the restaurant lately.

Pairing: Carmen Berzatto × fem!Reader

Content Warning: Smut With A Side Dish Of Plot (18+!), A Tiny Bit Angsty At The Beginning, Swearing, Oral (F Receiving), Explicit Sexual Language, A Tiny Bit Of Hair Pulling

Word Count: ~2k

A/N: Wake up, bestie! Your fic request just dropped! 🌸💕 I really hope you like it!

Hot steam rose from the pot right in front of you on the stove. The scent of slightly roasted carrots, celery and onions was spreading all throughout the kitchen while you found yourself busy cutting up a good amount of tomatoes into cubes. Their water content was meant to deglaze that very tasty layer of flavours currently stuck to the bottom of the pot.

With your treasured record player joyfully running it's needle over a Led Zeppelin vinyl for your comfort, you were so lost in your task at hand that you didn't notice the apartment door falling shut behind you.

" 'M home, babe!" It pulled you out of your thoughts.

"Finally, eh?" You reciprocated, trying to sound as cool about that as you possibly could.

On the inside, though, you didn't feel cool about it all. It's been a reoccurring theme for the past weeks that Carmy came home to you late... very late. Most of the time you had eaten already and just went to bed tired and somewhat worried.

"Yeah, today was rather rough.", You heard Carmen say, "Still, Sydney was all in! She pushed through like she's been there from day one! It's kinda impressive."

With that, you felt your teeth clenching. In a subconscious movement, your fingers wrapped themselves tightly around the masterfully crafted wooden handle of the knife, that was surely on the more pricy side, exceptionally sharp. Your knuckles turned white and your nails were about to leave marks while you tried to tell yourself that it was nothing over and over again. Sydney was simply a very good and competent cook, from what you heard most likely the only competent co-chef at the restaurant and absolutely nothing more. Nonetheless, you couldn't help yourself this time.

Hearing that name yet again posed to be the final straw that broke the camels back for good.

"Fucking Sydney, huh?" You muttered under your breath as you felt the inevitable avalanche of emotions breaking free.

Behind you Carmy halted for a moment.

"You okay?" He asked in a soft voice that only infuriated you even more.

In the way your lower lip started quivering and with searing hot tears already pooling at the waterline of your eyes, you knew that you couldn't stop this from happening anymore. With the last bit of proper reasoning inside of you, you let the knife go for it to rest on the cutting board next to the puddle of diced up tomatoes.

"For weeks..", In a helpless motion your head dropped to your chest "For weeks you come home in the dead of night, we barely see each other....barely really talk anymore and then the only thing I hear over and over again is Sydney here, Sydney there."

Inhaling a deep breath, you tried to steady yourself but it wasn't to any use anymore really. By now the dreaded tears were rolling down your cheeks in thick streams.

"Now take a wild fucking guess how okay I am, Carmen!' It spilled from your lips in a choked back sob. It sounded way too condescending and you felt sorry instantly.

"Fuck...shit.. 'm sorry." You felt like flipping the damn cutting board but that wouldn't help the situation at all now, would it?

"Are you...jealous?" Carmy's voice sounded absolutely dumbfounded and it nearly made you laugh in hysterical disbelief.

Did it really go over his head how the two of you had grown increasingly distant? Carmen busy with the shitshow of a restaurant while you clung to everything that kept you busy to shut down the gnawing voices inside your head that were spewing nothing but venom and your own insecurities at him.

"Sounds kinda like it, no?", You sniffled, wiping the tears with the back of your hand "What a load of fucking bullshit."

"No, no...I hear you.", In a few swift steps Carmy came up behind you. You were expecting him to hug you or something at least remotely close to that but instead his hand reached out from under your elbow to turn off the stove.

"I'm about to rip you a new one, Berzatto." It fell from your mouth in a soft laugh.

"Fuck, force of habit, sorry." He rested his chin on your shoulder and gently wrapped his arms around your waist.

"It's not a load a' bullshit.", The tip of his nose softly grazed over the crook of your neck, instantly giving you goosebumps "It's been a lot lately and I'm sorry."

Carmen's lips hardly touched your skin and yet they pulled all your attention towards them. He knew what he was doing and he was doing it fully and utterly on purpose.

"Carmen.."

"Huh?"

"It's kinda hard to stay mad at you when you're doing that." You couldn't help yourself but smile.

"Do you wanna stay mad at me? If it helps I could talk about how Richie-"

"Fucking Richard." You sighed in amusement and both of you laughed out a little.

"But seriously." ,Carmy's warm breath spread across your neck down to your collarbone "I'm really sorry. I know, I should've paid more attention but I'll make it up to you, promised."

Another warm breath followed until you felt his plush lips sink down onto your skin.

An entirely new wave of much stronger goosebumps erupted from that point, washing through your body like a tide. The sensation made you feel hot and cold at the same time and it threatened to hijack your brain already. It took but that simple kiss to your neck and sometimes you felt embarrassed by how weak you got for him, how empty he rendered the usually very loud chaos inside of your head like it was nothing.

"I should've said something." You stated, your hands leaning onto the counter as you felt Carmen pushing his entire body against yours from behind "I don't want to lash out on you like that, I need to-"

But he stopped you right there: "You need to stop thinking right now."

To underline his point, he pressed another kiss right beneath the first one. This time with more vigour, not leaving any room for mixed signals.

A sharp inhale from you followed as you noticed his fingers sneaking themselves underneath the loose fabric of your shirt. They gently caressed your waist and wandered down to your hips, taking a firm grip at them as you instinctively pressed your ass into his lap.

"What do you want me to do?", He whispered into your ear in a low voice inbetween carefully placed pecks to your neck "You want me to bend you over the counter? Or I could get on my knees for you if you want that."

Raggedy breaths hung in the air as you struggled to form a coherent thought let alone a whole sentence. You felt the blood rushing between your legs at the thought of any of it, your cunt pulsating around nothing.

"What can I get for you, chef?" Carmen chuckled softly before his teeth grapsed at your earlobe.

"Knees.." You forced it out of your mouth, feeling how your cheeks flushed with heat.

"Come again, chef?" Carmy asked in return, the wide grin in his face now audible because he knew how much it flustered you to have to speak it out loud.

"Knees, Carmy. Want you to go down on me." You tried to speak up as much as the situation let you.

"Heard, chef!" Carmy used the grip around your hips to push you to the side of the counter, away from the stove and turned you towards him.

His striking blue eyes met with yours the second he had you turned around and his fingers grabbed the curve of your ass the hoist you onto the counter. With a little gasp, you found yourself on top of the counter faster than you could really recognise.

"You're not even out of your jacket..." You noted as Carmen leaned in to press a longing kiss to your lips.

He tasted like cigarettes and coffee. The faint smell of his musky aftershave mixed with notes of frying oil, onions and sweat filled your nostrils and oddly enough you had found home in that concoction of scents.

"I don't care." He shrug his shoulders while his hands reluctantly let go of your ass only to get back to the waistband of your sweatpants.

As you rose from the counter ever so lightly, Carmen pulled it down in a smooth motion until the fabric was pooling around your ankles.

You repeated the same movement to shimmy out of your lace panties, discarding the clothes right onto the floor beneath you as Carmy pressed his statue between your legs, his broad hands cupping your thighs. He spoiled you with more deep kisses that threatened to knock the air from your lungs before he slowly dropped down to his knees.

Your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of his breath hitting against the inside of your thighs and the warmth of his skin made your stomach drop in excitement. Since he had been so excruciatingly busy with the restaurant, neither if you really gotten more from each other than an exhausted kiss goodnight or quick hugs in between door frames before the two of you were off to separate destinations again and it hit you in this moment just how much you missed feeling him close to you, having his undivided attention like that. Growing gradually more bitter about Carmen trying to save the restaurant was one thing and in hindsight you felt somewhat selfish about it but aside from that you'd felt lonely if not frustrated already.

Fortunately, those reemerging feelings got washed away as fast as they popped up inside your mind by Carmy who buried his face between your spread open legs, the tip of his tongue eagerly pushing between your slik-coated folds.

A surprised moan fell from your mouth as you let your head fall back and basked in the electrifying sensation. With the full width of his tongue, ever so careful as to not press to hard against your throbbing cunt, he caressed your clit in even strokes. The steady rhythm allowed you to join in, grinding yourself against his face to increase the intensity to your liking.

"Please don't stop..." You muttered into the steamy kitchen air as your fingers got lost in strands of Carmen's curly, dusty blonde hair.

A low groan of his emitted from between your legs as you pulled a handful of strands carefully, shoving his face impossibly close to you. Taking that as a hint, Carmen picked up the pace whilst his hands wrapped around your thighs, locking you right into place as you inevitably started squirming in his grip.

"Shit...fuck...!" It rolled over your tongue in raggedy breaths as you couldn’t help but surrender to the rising tension in your whole body.

Bordering between endless bliss and overstimulation, your muscles grew more tense with each precise lick parting your folds until you just couldn't take it any longer. In a crushing wave of white-hot pleasure, that set every nerve on fire, your orgasm rippled through your body. You wanted to wiggle out of his graps but Carmen's palms wrapped tightly around you thighs simply wouldn't let go of you until the very last contractions eased off and you were trying to catch your breath above him.

With his chin wet from your release, Carmy rose back up to face you, a satisfied grin tugging the corners of his mouth.

"Apology accepted?" The tip of his nose touched yours playfully and you could smell yourself all over him.

"Heard and accepted, chef."

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmy the bear #carmy smut #carmy x reader #carmy x fem!reader #the bear fx #the bear #carmen berzatto × fem!reader

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icryaboutit · 4 months

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It was all acting?!

SUMMARY: Imagine, somewhere in the timeline of Twst, Vil asked for GenZ!Yuu's assistance when one of the actors failed to show due to reasons. So GenZ!Yuu of course agreed to it cause why not. And the real kicker to it all is that the person they were replacing is a lover who got their heart broken, so crying was involved. Now IMAGINE, the sheer amount of suppressed trauma GenZ!Yuu have finally had a reason to come out.

or something along those lines

TAGS: Male Yuu, OOC, Angst?

WORD COUNT: 1,290 words

"What do you mean, they can't come?!"

The high-pitched voice of Vil's manager echoed through the place, garnering much attention from nearby crowds.

"Keep quiet Adeline, you are garnering unwanted attention."

Vil's calm yet somehow tired voice came from behind his manager, making her look at him with a distressed expression.

"How can I stay calm Vil! One of our actor is unreachable! And today is a big day!"

She exclaimed, clearly today's event was something that was of great importance. Which it is, the current event at play may help Vil rise in more fame, hell! It might even help him finally beat Neige LeBlanche.

"I know how important this is Adeline. But there is no need to fret and stress over something that we couldn't have known would occur."

"But Vil-!"

"Hmm? What's going on?"

This snapped the two out from their own world arguing, when a familiar voice had interrupted their talk.

"Ah, potato, what brings you here?"

Vil greeted, as Yuu stood there with some things in hand.

"Rook had asked of me to deliver this for you Vil-san."

Yuu said as he gave the stuff on his hand to Adeline.

"Thank you potato."

"No problem~ Rook promised to give me some trinkets for this trip so it wasn't really free labor."

Yuu explained with a shrug, as Vil looked at him up and down with calculating gaze. Feeling this, Yuu decided to make a quick ran for it.

"Well, then... I'll be off no-"

"Wait a minute, potato."

'Damn!'

"What is it Vil-san..?"

Yuu cautiously asked, knowing whatever Vil halted him for would end up in a disaster.

"Potato, how would you like to star in-"

"No thank you~!"

Yuu sweated bullets as he declined Vil's offer in a swift move,

"You haven't even heard the proposal yet potato."

"Whatever Vil-san was about to say, my senses were telling me that such sacred duties are bound for a much fortunate soul~!"

In short, "Hell, no, fuck off!" was what Yuu wanted to give off which was brutally ignored by Vil's next choice of words.

"Oh~? Do you think my eyes would deceive me once I see talent potato? You must have mistaken me for someone else's personality."

In short, "Give up, you have no choice." And thus, getting the message, Yuu was added in the list of actors at the last minute.

"Where did Yuu go?! I can't find him anywhere!"

"Henchman! Where are you!?"

"Maybe he just went to the bathroom?"

"HUMAN! REVEAL YOURSELF! YOU MUSN'T MAKE WAKA-SAMA WAIT!"

"You guys need to calm down..."

"Bold of ya ta even think they'll just calm down."

Currently, a group of first years were looking for a certain Yuu who still hasn't come on their meeting place.

Despite their current shenanigans, all of the first years were deeply worried as they wondered what kind of mess Yuu had gotten themselves involved in just by being in the area.

*Ping*

The sound of the notification on all of the first years' phones rang, informing them of the message that they had received.

Opening the message they were greeted by a text from the same person they were looking for.

YesImYuu: Can't make it guyz~!😥 Vil-san has me trapped!😭You guyz can go ahead and go🤧😞 AND BETTER BE ON TIME!😤

"..."

"So he's fine, good to know."

Jack who was the calmest exhaled in relief knowing that Yuu was alright. He then proceeded to push the flabbergasted group towards the entrance.

"So I can say whatever I want?"

"Yeah, we just need a way for people to gather towards us so that the plot can be constructed... I guess, I'm not sure either."

Yuu was conversing with his partner who was as clueless as him, since the one who got information about everything was the one who was currently unavailable.

"Okay... So like, do you have anything particular topic in mind?"

"Well I mean, we just need to cause a commotion that will enable Schoenheit-senpai and the female lead to meet through the crowd. And we thought, what better crowd gathering option there is but a lover's quarrel..."

At the mention of the words lover's quarrel, Yuu had a bright idea popping into his mind.

"Oh~! Then how about-"

And this was the start of the famous lover's quarrel, staring the prefect of NRC and some dude from Pomefiore.

The play had started, and just as Vil and his manager had expected, the theme garnered a lot of attention. Adeline only prayed that the scene where Vil and the female lead would end up meeting would be a success. Considering that Vil had made a choice to add an outsider the last minute.

The moment that scene appeared, the first years who were either only there for the free food, or because of some reasons or just genuine support, had their eyes widen at the sight of Yuu with some pomefiore guy as they argued in the background their voices inaudible.

Not to mention the prefect had a dress on, along with longer hair, and makeup that brought out his feminine side.

It wasn't only the first years who were shocked. Everyone who was somewhat close or friends with Yuu was flabbergasted and shocked to see him acting on the stage. Even more shocked as the play continues.

"Who are you referring to?"

Yuu's face contorted into that of confusion and anger.

"Camilla."

The man spat with a look of indifference. The fake crowd on the stage was now genuinely intrigued by what was happening with him and Yuu, as they crowded over the two who were "arguing".

"Why would I care about her?!"

"Because I care about her!!"

At the sudden explosion of emotion from the man the people couldn't help but flinch at it.

Yuu who was on the receiving end looked like he wanted to scoff at the unbelievable proclamation.

"Morning, noon, and night I care about her!.. And you hurt her."

The man looked angrier by the second, the look of insanity dancing in his eyes. Yuu on the other hand was silent, but his eyes told everyone his true feelings on the matter.

"If you hurt her... You hurt me."

There was silence as there was tension, the people watched in great apprehension as they watched the scene unfold.

The man held a broken and emotionless smile, as he stared at Yuu who held and expressed nothing on his face.

"Camilla is who I want, that is where my loyalties lie, that is who my priority is."

"Not the mother of your children?"

Gasps were heard as a big revelation came. The sky darkens as the weather visibly shifted to a much gloomier setting.

"Don't bring the boys into this."

"Alright, not the woman you married!!"

"I refuse to be blamed any longer for this grotesque misalliance! I wash my hands of it!"

It was then that thunder strike, yet none were paying any attention to the weird weather changes as they watched the two on stage.

*Slap*

It was also the time that Yuu seemed to have enough, as he raised his hands in the air, a resounding slap echoed through the stage. Yuu looked at the man with an unreadable expression, but the tears that fell from his eyes held every ounce of emotion that was left for the man in front of him.

Gasps were heard, and the sudden movement made the crowd move suddenly, as they unconsciously pushed off a woman from the crowd, who happened to be the female lead. Only to be caught by Vil, who happened to have positioned himself there.

Nothing about that act was in the plan. But in the end, the play ran smoothly.

#twst yuu #yuu au #genz!yuu #disney twst #twst wonderland #yuu #prefect yuu #Yuu who decided to act prince Charles and princess Diana's fight scene #making people cry since the 90's #GenZ!yuu was shown a chance to release some of his sealed up emotions #spoiler alert: he took the chance #now twst has to suffer for it #lol #malleus be angry during the mention of the mother of your children part #the slap wasn't personal by any means #pomefiore guy be suffering after this

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the-fiction-witch · 8 months

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Baby Mama P2

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Watts

Rating Sweet Af

Concept Pregnancy

I stood holding the small of my back as I desperately tried to quell the pain. Everything hurt my feet. My ankles. My legs. My hips. My stomach. My back. My shoulders. My neck. Every single part of me was tired and aching and generally unhappy as the baby kicked almost per minute.

"Uhh stop just stop. For five minutes" I complained

"Baby really beating you up today" Benny chuckled from his chair

"I don't know why baby won't settle and sit damn still for five minutes" I sighed

"Would you like some tea?"

"No thank you, Benny"

"Would you like me to run you a bath or a hot shower?"

"No thank you, Benny"

"How about I give you a nice massage?'

"This better not be another excuse"

"No, no excuse A proper massage, Will that make you feel better?"

"Maybe?"

"Come on then," he says getting up and offering his chair I smiled and took a seat on the chair and he moved to the ottoman over so I could put up my feet and recline "One second," he said, going to our bedroom and he returned kneeling beside the ottoman, with a clean fluffy towel sitting it under my feet on top of the ottoman and a small bottle I was confused at first but he clicked and stretched his fingers a moment before pouring some of the bottles onto his hands and immediately the scent of lemon hit my nose reminding me of the massage oil from the box under our bed he rubbed some on his hands and then poured a little on my feet before he began to rub my swollen feet

"Uhhhhh ummmmm" I smiled as he worked

"That's nice?"

"Ummm" I nodded relaxing as he worked "ummm this is the most pleasurable feeling ever" I smiled

"...you're pregnant" he glared

"Yeah?"

"So I've had sex with you" he complained

"I stand by my statement"

"Thanks, well I have to keep my baby mama happy somehow"

I sat at the table going through the various items that had arrived, Of course, ordering things from catalogues as shopping wasn't really an option as I'm in no mood or ability to walk around a department store. Of course, family and friends had heard the news about the imminent arrival of the baby and sent over boxes of gifts so I was sorting baby clothes and various items that had accumulated Benny was supposed to be helping me but I think he was just kind playing with things currently he sat with a small wooden xylophone attempting to play himself a tune

"Benny"

"What?"

"Stop playing with the baby toys"

"I'm testing them," he says "I have to check they are adequately mentally stimulating. We want our baby to be a grandmaster by twelve they need smart baby toys" he explained

"I never said I wanted that"

"You didn't. I did"

"Benny, the baby will be smart You don't have to test all the toys"

"I don't know they are only half chess genius," he says and I glared "I'm just testing them If I can use them without hurting myself then they are safe for the baby"

"I don't know babies are pretty dumb"

"True, y/n watch" he laughed before he began to play a tune

"You just wanna play with it"

"Kinda,"

"Do something else"

"Fine" he sighed moving into another box "Okay I am very confused..."

"That's a nursing bra"

"It's a bra... but buttons to expose the boobs?"

"Yes Benny, for nursing."

"I feel like we had one of these when we first got married that I ripped off you sometime after our honeymoon"

"Different thing Benny"

"I don't know make this in black lace and I'm pretty sure it's the same. That's a point you're planning on breastfeeding right?"

"That's the plan"

"Yes! Boobs!"

"Not boobs for you. Boobs for baby"

"But I'll still get to see boobs which is really what I'm excited about"

"Your my husband you can see boobs whenever you want"

"Yeah but it's not as fun"

I sat bouncing myself on the small inflatable ball I picked up it's supposed to help me strengthen and Widen my cervix or something. By the side of my Bump, I'd kinda wished I'd been doing way more cause I am a planet I've almost convicted the head of this baby is gonna be a literal watermelon luckily it wouldn't be long until this would be over and the baby would be here I mean I'm excited for this to be over but also worried because then I have a human to take care of which I mean I should be fine with I already take care of benny, the longer this goes on the more I question women who say they like being pregnant? I definitely do not. And I was pretty panicked I mean I want it out of me of course so we can have our baby and so I can be done being pregnant but... it has to come out of me which is gonna hurt! It's a complex feeling to have as I bounce.

"Comfy?" Benny asks as he brings me some juice

"Somewhat" I answered taking the juice and having a sip as he sat in his chair "Why?' I glared

"Just a position I should think you're used to" he smirked

For a moment I was puzzled and then I realised oh yeah I'm sitting with my thighs wife bouncing up and down

"Stop thinking with your penis Benjamin"

"Maybe I would if it got some attention" he sighed sipping his own juice

"I'm pregnant" I argued

"Yeah? Not like I can make you double pregnant. It's literally the only time it's a one hundred per cent chance I cum inside you and can't get you pregnant"

"No Benny, it's dangerous"

"Not in any of the parenting magazines I've read"

"Yes but you've been reading husband magazines and they are not helpful"

"Yeah the one at the doctor's office really isn't helpful and they really didn't appreciate me telling them that"

"Their doctor's benny they don't like being told they're wrong"

"But they are"

"Yes dear" I laughed

"Besides that pregnant booklet in the waiting room was printed in 1948, how is it possible that still there best recommendations?"

"I know" I giggled counting to bounce

"How'd baby?"

"Kicking. Stretching legs."

"Not long now and we'll finally get to hold our little one in our arms" he smiled coming to cuddle my stomach and give it kisses "umm Daddy can't wait to see you little one"

"Awww mummy can't either, just maybe... calm the kicking down a little"

"You want some help?"

"Not like you can stop it, Benny"

"I can help" he smiled moving behind me and gently holding my hips "Lay back"

"Are you sure?'

"Trust me"

"Alright" I sighed leaning my body back against him and he gently moved my hips on the ball which admittedly was very relaxing

"Don't hold back lean your whole weight on me"

"Are you sure? I'm very heavy Benny"

"I'm sure to come on"

So I leant my full weight on him my head on his shoulder and it was really nice not having to hold myself up for a little while and it even clicked my back

"Hey, that better?' He laughed as it clicked

"Much better" I smiled

"Good, I have to make sure baby mama is happy"

"It's getting harder and harder to be happy when I'm in this much pain'

"I know, but not long soon then we have the baby"

"I hope it won't be too long" I smiled but I felt a violent kick again"oh fuck-"

"What? Ohh oh. That's okay baby didn't mean to give your bladder a kick It's fine let's get you cleaned up" he reassured

I laid on the bed using Benny to pop my leg up given the size of My stomach made it basically impossible to lay certain ways, he was fast asleep but I couldn't sleep I'd been feeling this gnawing pain like period cramps but I guess it's just more pregnancy pain, but I'd been feeling it for hours now. I kept semi-falling asleep often waking from pain or strange nightmares of My stomach swelling to the point it explodes. I woke up from asleep and sat up having to use the bedpost to get myself up I wondered thought to the apartment and clicked on the light grabbing my book from the table and flicking through the pages in pain to see if I could fix this somehow

'Pain similar to period cramps - contractions usually a sign of active labour'

What! Wait wait wait what! I read on and began to panic I thought my water was meant to break or something or I'd start screaming I didn't know it would just kinda... begin hurting but I read on and found fake contractions or Braxton-Hicks also feel like this but they go away after eating so I made myself a big pile of toast eating a few pieces but it didn't go away

"What's going on?" Benny yawns as clearly something woke him up and he wondered out of the bedroom in his kimono rubbing his eyes

"I think I'm in labour"

He stopped short as I said that completely freezing mid-eye rub "What?'

"I think I'm in labour"

".... right. Okay. Just calm down!" He says beginning to panic

"I am calm Benny. I'm actually freakishly calm"

"I was talking to myself! Okay uhhh what makes you think so?"

"I've been having pains for like the last six hours. The book says there are contractions."

"They could just be Braxton-Hicks, right? Right you've had those before"

"They could, but they go away when you eat something"

"Did they go away after toast?" He asks

"Nope."

"Okay, what does the pain feel like?" He asks looking around the table for the paperwork

"Like a period cramp. Hurts like fuck then slowly goes away then hurts then slowly goes away"

"Holy shit. Yeah, that's a contraction. And ...your fine?"

"I feel fine. It hurts but I feel calm"

"Hu ... okay you think you can get dressed?"

"I think so"

"Good you get dressed I'll call the midwife at the hospital and see what she says," he says

I nodded and went to our room getting into my little maternity dress even if it was barely for me and a pair of my flats the pain only got more and more intense as Benny waited on hold so I grabbed my bag and packed it with a nightie, some slippers, perfume, lotion, body wash, baby's blankets, hats, socks, all the little things they said we would need to bring just in case. And as I came through he Finally thought having got himself dressed in the meantime with clothes from the clean laundry "Hi! Hi yes hello, okay, Watts. Yeah, it's Benny. She thinks she might be in labour. Well this is our first so... yes she's describing period cramp-like pain that comes then goes away again and it's been like that for several hours now" he explained

"Six hours" I added

"Yeah, six hours now maybe more. Uhh just a sec- does it completely stop when it dies down?"

"It did now not so much"

"Yes but now not so much, okay... no, no, no she had about six bits of toast. Uhhh remarkably calm actually. Okay yep no problem" he says before he hangs up

"So?"

"Uhhh she says you need to get in the car. Like now"

"Ohh okay, I packed the bag"

"Everything on the list?"

"Everything and some additional items"

"Okay, let's get going" he smiled giving me a soft kiss before taking the bag and helping me up to the car and stairs They were hard by the time I reached the car the pain was becoming almost unbearable but Benny did his best holding my hand to drive us through the busy New York streets to the hospital and by this point, I was pretty panicked and in a lot of pain

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casuallyawkardd · 7 months

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Hello dear, how are you? 😘 I wanted to know if it's ok, do you write an imagine where reader calls Miguel for the "first" time from the nicknames that spiders sometimes call him, but NEVER in front of him like "Guelito" "Miggy" or my favorite " Miguelito". thank you and I loved the second part "Close Encounters of the Spiderkind" I'm looking forward to seeing the next chapters

'Miguelito' is also my personal fav 😌 I should start work on pt 3 of 'Close Encounters of the Spiderkind' very soon so thank you for the love. Appreciate you anon 💕

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x GN!Reader

Warnings: fluff, awkward beans being awkward beans, can be interpretted as platonic or romantic depending on the vibes you want

"Sounds like big guy's mad again."

"When is he not, Parker?"

You shot the other spider a half hearted glare, too tired to fully commit. It had been a long week, in fact it had been a long three weeks. Someone, everyone had agreed not to point fingers, had lost one of the anomalies. It was a variant of Rhino, some version that looked like a bodybuilder and a mecha anime had a baby, had barreled his way through HQ and was now loose in Nueva York. Miguel's home turf.

For being such a large hunk of muscle, the anomaly was apparently very good at flying under the radar. When you and the other spiders were able to get a ping on him, he was even better at forcing his way through an escape plan. Every 'we almost got him' and 'we'll get him next time' seemed to be grinding against your boss's psyche, sometimes clenching his jaw so tight that you were concerned about his teeth breaking.

The latest hunting party was gathered in the cafeteria, comprised of Gwen, Hobie, Pavitr, Peter B and you. The bane of your existence right now, aka Peter, was obnoxiously slurping on his soda on your right, taking a bite of his O'Hara Burger between gulps. Normally things like that didn't bother you, but today it was like nails on a chalkboard; the urge to beat your own burger, that had quite the resemblance to your boss, to a pulp only growing by the minute.

"Can we just all agree that good, old Migs was the one who fumbled the bag today, yeah?" Hobie chimes in with his usual nonchalant attitude, picking at his own food.

"A...greed," everyone chimes in, all equally tired. Well...almost everyone.

You side eye Peter, who seems to be holding off on his own response. "Well..." he starts carefully, speaking through a mouthful of burger, "you were the one who wasn't able to cut the anomaly off at the corner."

"Excuse me?" you snap back.

"I'm just saying," he holds up a hand in a placating gesture, "I don't think blaming Miggy for everything is always fair. Man's got a lot on his plate keeping all of us in line."

"Boo..."

"Yeah, you sound like an old man."

The younger spiders at the table joined in on the conversation, "I am an old man, respect your elders," Peter scolds the teens before looking back at you. "Look, I'm just saying maybe take one for the team and...apologize."

"What!?"

"For fumbling the bag today."

You take a deep breath in through your nose, head leaning back as if asking for an answer from someone up above. Finally, with a heavy sigh, you look back at the man next to you, "And why do you think me apologizing will help?"

Peter shrugs, "Maybe an apology is what Mig needs to relax a little, he likes when people take accountability. Besides, everyone knows he has a soft spot for you-"

"That man doesn't have a soft anything," you cut Peter off before he can start rambling.

"C'mon," Peter sighs, giving you a reassuring pat on the shoulder, "just go in there and be all 'Ohhh~ Miguelito, I'm really sorry for messing up, please let me help pull that stick out of your ass,'" his impersonation of you has you snickering despite yourself. Damn him and his dorky humor.

"I think I'd be dead if I called him that, or anything we call him when he's not around."

"Honestly, our little nicknames are probably the more tasteful ones," Gwen notes, "Trust me, I've heard some real creative ones."

And that's what brought you to where you were now, slowly making your way into Miguel's lab. You had to keep playing the events of earlier today in your head as a reminder of why you're even here in the first place. Yes, you were the one who was meant to stop Rhino from escaping yet again, but Peter was right. You had choked. Froze on the spot and Miguel had to be the one to pull you to safety. The memory replayed over and over as you mentally scolded yourself, thinking that Rhino would be in the Go Home Machine right now had you stood your ground. But hey, hindsight was 20/20.

"Whatcha doin'?" Lyla's chipper voice pulls you from your thoughts, yellow hologram blipping from here and there as she followed you.

"M'here to see Miguel," you answer a little reluctantly, knowing what she'll ask next.

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because...?" Lyla's now projecting at your side, life sized and walking in stride with you. Her eyes are focused on you, not needing to watch where she's going, seeing as she fazes through every obstacle. Your silence has her pixels forming a teasing smirk, "Oh, you did something wrong~" she coos in a sing-song voice.

"Not now, Lyla."

"Jeez..tough crowd today. I'd expect it from Miguel, but you? I thought we were friends," Lyla stopped walking, giving you a mock pout that had you rolling your eyes and continuing on your way. Lyla's so-called 'betrayal' was short lived as she appeared on one of the control tables, sitting with her legs crossed. "Well, it is good you're here. Big guy's been debating whether or not to call you into his office for the last hour."

That had you pausing. "Why does he want to talk to me?" you ask the AI, who only smirks back. It's clear that she knows, what you know, that he also knows... "How mad is he?" you decide on inquiring next, wincing a little in anticipation of her answer.

Lyla keeps you waiting, of course she does, humming and tapping her chin with a finger. "Not...too mad. Slightly over the average amount for him."

"Was that supposed to make me feel better?"

Lyla laughs behind her hand, pixels now standing in front of you again, "Come on, you're stalling~ Rip it off like a bandaid," she pantomimes patting you on the shoulder. With a heavy sigh, you press on into the main room of Miguel's lab.

He must've heard your conversation with Lyla, the platform already starting to lower at its painfully slow pace. Miguel is standing stiff, hands on his hips and his back to you. The sight has you swallowing thickly, nerves only heightened as you watched the man, who was going to tear you a new one, approaching in the most ominous way imaginable.

With a deep breath, you step forward, finding your voice after a moment, "I think we should talk," you tell him, cursing how your voice has that slight waver to it.

Miguel audibly sighs as well, shoulders sagging at the effort. "I agree," he replies, turning to face you and stepping down to the ground floor. Your stomach drops as he approaches, Miguel stopping and crossing his arms over his chest as he looked down at you. Why he had to be stupidly tall and intimidating was a mystery to you, one that wouldn't be solved in this moment.

"Look, I know today could've gone better," you start with, "we almost had Rhino and we lost him. Or, I guess I lost him.." your eyes avert to the floor, hands fidgeting together, "What I'm trying to say is-"

"I'm sorry."

The two of you speak at the same time, giving you pause. Your eyes finally look up to meet his, brows knitted together in confusion. "I'm sorry, what?" you deadpan, looking at him in disbelief. Surely my ears just aren't working, you think.

Miguel huffs, not a fan of repeating himself as he adjusts his stance, "I said, I'm sorry. The anomaly got away again, that's on me."

"...What."

"You were in the prime position to neutralize the target and I got in the way," he continues to say, as if not hearing your interjection. "I...let my concerns get in the way and cloud my judgment-"

"Wait, hold on-"

"I let you down, I let the team down..."

"That's enough, Miguelito-"

"¡Cállate!" You jump when he raises his voice. "I'm trying to swallow my pride and apologize here," he snaps, annoyance evident in his tone. He huffs, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers and muttering under his breath in Spanish. You, on the other hand, were frozen on the spot. Mainly because you were still reeling from his initial outburst, but as realization set in at your slip of the tongue. Maybe he was too mad to notice?

"I came to apologize to you," you clarified, pausing when Miguel shoots you another glare. However, you were unperturbed, "It's my fault the mission went wrong. I got cold feet," you spoke a little softer, embarrassed at your confession. "If anything, I should be thanking you for making sure I didn't get trampled to death..."

"Stop," Miguel chimed in, holding up a hand to silence you. His lips pressed together in a hard line, thinking of what to say next. "You don't need to be so hard on yourself."

"Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?"

"Hey."

You crack a smile, hiding a chuckle behind your hand. Miguel's frown deepens and you can't help but laugh even more at the sight, the tension in the room dissipating once you realized the feeling of guilt was mutual. That and the fact you were both too stubborn to let the other be in the wrong. He seems to catch on to the irony of the situation, a reluctant snicker escaping him as he shook his head wryly.

Before either of you could pick up where you left off, there was a beeping sound coming from each of your Gizmos. It looked to be an alarm, further inspection revealing that Rhino had been spotted and all available spiders were to go to the given coordinates.

Miguel was on the move, his touch surprisingly gentle on your arm as he guided you to follow him out of the lab. Once you fell into stride, he was typing away on his Gizmo, "Parker, do you copy? I want you to gather the group from earlier and meet y/n and me there."

"Got it boss," the familiar sound of Peter B's chipper voice answered, "Anything for you, Miguelito~"

You winced slightly as he emphasized the nickname, a fresh reminder of your slip of the tongue. It had you feeling anxious once more as you walked beside the source of said anxieties.

"Don't call me that," Miguel snapped into the comm, "and don't be late," he added before ending the call. His eyes glanced your way, causing your breath to catch in your throat for a brief second. The knowing smirk and low chuckle he gave you in response was a surprise, stunning you even more.

It took a moment for you to remember that you were still walking, quickening your pace to catch back up. The two of you didn't speak as you walked through HQ, some kind of silent understanding that your earlier debate would be an 'agree to disagree' kind of situation. Everyone knows he has a soft spot for you, Peter's words echoed in your head, putting a little spring in your step. Confident that you wouldn't freeze up this time around.

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eddiemunsonswhxre · 2 years

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comfort & lovin / eddie munson

masterlist

one shot

cw: sadness, thoughts/mentions of self harm and suicide, eddie making you feel better

yeah so my depression is acting up so really i just wrote this for myself, so uh yeah. if you don't like it, simply i don't care. also, if you don't like something that someone writes then whatever, but you don't need to leave rude comments about it.

i want to start with this (fic will begin after the cut):

when in recovery, not everyday can be a good day. this applies to many things such as addiction, healing after a surgery or accident, or dealing with trauma. just because bad days happen, doesn't mean you're not making progress.

going from looking in the mirror everyday and hating how you look to trying to love yourself was hard. and that was only a part of the struggle. because it's never just one thing, is it? yeah, maybe you hate how you look. but maybe you also hate how you think, feel, or even exist. and even though you're doing better and feeling more like a person and not a shell of one, tough days still come. and these days suck.

they suck because they pull you into a a whirlwind of thoughts ranging from am i relapsing to will i always feel this way? they suck because people around you notice that you're off. they suck because you aren't yourself those days. and when people pick up on it, they always have something to say even if it's not of their business. of course someone checking in and seeing how you're doing doesn't have any malicious intent and on most days you know that. but when person after person asks it becomes annoying and you wanna do nothing other than scream. it's okay to feel like this, because so many other people do.

you hated those days when you woke up not feeling like you. and today was one of those days. it wasn't as terrible at the beginning of the day but everything that happened just made it worse and worse.

the second you got out of bed, you felt the familiar heaviness in the center of your chest. nothing happened to make it appear, but it was there and it wanted you to know. you cursed yourself, first wondering why this had to happen because you had been doing so good. your following thoughts surrounded your boyfriend, eddie. he knew about your past struggles with your depression but he wasn't around to experience them. and you really didn't want him to find out how you were feeling today.

so, you showered and put yourself in clothes that made it seem like you were doing good and were confident in yourself. but then you looked in the mirror. your eyes watered at the sight of your thighs peeking from underneath your skirt. and the shirt you'd chosen was too tight and showing off way too many rolls. so you changed.

it was just an outfit, no one should notice anything just because you were wearing jeans and an oversized sweater. eddie met you at your locker as he did every morning and you gave him a smile. but it didn't really reach your eyes.

eddie would be damned if he didn't catch every little thing wrong with you. he devoted most of his time to staring at you and studying our face, therefore he knew what expressions were genuine and which were not. "what's wrong, babydoll?" he asked, concern taking over his features.

were you really that bad at faking it? "nothing, babe. just didn't get much sleep," you shrug, lying to him. you give him a quick kiss and he knows better than to push just yet. because maybe you really were just tired, he'd have to wait until later to find out.

then in second period, robin wouldn't stop bothering you over what was up no matter how many times you dismissed her. you ended up excusing yourself to the bathroom to cry in frustration at yourself. you hated when people asked about you because it meant you were inconveniencing them. you were making it so obvious that you weren't okay that you were disrupting others and it made you angry with yourself.

your mind continued to spiral without your permission and you lost control during lunch.

"y/n, you doing okay?" dustin asked from his seat across from you. you glanced up from your lunch that you weren't eating and noticed the groups eyes were on you.

you scanned everyone, eyes catching on eddie's concerned ones. "yeah, i'm fine. thanks though, dusty," you replied with a fake smile.

the table wasn't buying it. "you sure? you look pretty... not okay today?" mike wheeler pushed and you let out a small breath. were you that hard at hiding your feelings that little freshmen were noticing? god, how emotionally fucked could you be?

you chewed on the bottom of your lip as you nodded. "yep, just uh... stomach problems," you shrugged, trying to pass it off. eddie's eyes narrowed, he could see right through your lies.

"i thought you said you were tired. i didn't know you were feeling sick," eddie said with compassion, reaching out to rest his hand on your arm.

you sucked your lips into your mouth, cursing yourself for not sticking with one lie. "well, it's a bit of both, i guess. this morning i was more tired, now my stomach hurts more," you explain, trying to end the conversation.

gareth leans over to look at you from his place on the other side of jeff. "you sure? you know you can tell us if you're sad or something," he says, concern written on his features.

"i'm fine," you mutter, looking back down at your food.

jeff nudges you slightly to get you to look up. "we can tell somethings wrong," he says, trying to get you to open up.

you huffed, feeling your emotions start to go wild. would you scream or would you cry first? "i said i'm fine," you spoke lowly, causing everyone to look at you.

"y/n," eddie says, grabbing your attention from the rest.

"what?" you snap, watching eddie recoil before his mind starts turning.

he knew something was upsetting you for sure now. "let's go talk," he said in a softer tone, nodding towards the hallway.

you knew he was trying to be a good boyfriend and trying to make sure you were okay but it sucked when you didn't want to seem like you were upset. especially when you couldn't explain what was wrong. "i don't need to talk. i'm. fine." you say angrily, nostrils flared.

eddie felt a pang in his heart. why wouldn't you talk to him? in true eddie fashion, he wasn't going to give up on this. "don't lie to me. c'mon, just for a minute," he suggests, trying to grab your hand.

stupidly, you yank it away. "no, we don't need to. i'm fine, everything is fine," you say, voice raising.

"y/n, everyone can tell you're not fine," dustin speaks causing you to glare at him. you grunt in annoyance, shoving your tray away from you and standing up.

"can't you guys just fuck off?" you retort before turning and speed walking your way towards the bathrooms.

everyone watched you leave as eddie closed his eyes. what the fuck was going on? "shit," he mumbles before pushing up and running after you. "y/n- hey! y/n, just slow down," he calls after you, pushing past other students.

you only speed up as you feel the tears threaten to spill from your eyes. you ruined everyone's lunch. fuck, why couldn't you just be normal? now, they're all going to think you're dramatic and a bitch. maybe you were, maybe it's a good thing you did that because they'd finally realize they needed to get rid of you.

eddie wasn't able to reach you before you had bolted into the girls bathroom and he cursed. he sat there for a moment, fist on his forehead as he debated what he was about to do. fuck a detention, you were more than likely crying in there. "jesus h christ the things i'd do for you," he muttered to himself before slowly pushing the door open. "uh, if anyone else is in there uh... say something?" he said, shaking his head at himself and squeezing his eyes shut.

"eddie, please go away," you spoke from inside. he waited a moment for another voice but heard none. he slipped inside, glancing around carefully before sighing in relief that it was only you.

he walked up to the closed stall and pursed his lips before knocking on it. "open up?" he questioned playfully. normally, you would've laughed.

"i don't want to talk," you say, holding back from sobbing.

eddie frowns, looking down to his hands. "baby, i just want to know what's wrong," he says carefully.

you close your eyes, letting your head fall back against the stall door as tears leak from the corners of your eyes. "i'm okay, there's nothing wrong," you state, keeping your voice as steady as possible.

a sigh leaves eddie's lips as he thinks. "i know there is, y/n. you don't have to hide from me," he speaks carefully.

"i'm fine," you croak and eddie can tell now that you're crying.

he feels another pang hit him right in the heart and he wishes he could break down this door so he could hold you. "baby... you're crying," he says and you sniffle. "is it something i did? is that why you don't want to talk?" he asks, wondering if he should go find robin or shit even max to come in instead.

"no, oh god, no eddie, you didn't do anything," you say wiping tears away from your face. how shitty were you? making your boyfriend feel like he did something wrong when he'd done nothing but be perfect.

"then, please... tell me what's bothering you," he begs, hating that he couldn't help you.

you whimper, shaking your head. this was too much to deal with in the middle of the school day. "no, i-i can't," you shakily admit.

eddie closes his eyes, resting against the door. "why?" he asks, his own voice going a little hoarse. were you hiding something?

you let out a small sob before taking a few deep breaths. "not here, not at school. i-it's too much," you say honestly.

"so then you're gonna come home with me after," eddie says, not resting until he finds out.

you let out a sigh and then nod before remembering he can't see you. "okay," you whisper. "um, go back to lunch. i'm just gonna calm down and i'll meet you at your van after classes," you say after a moment.

"baby, i don't want to leave you when you're upset," he hums, twisting his ring.

you shake your head and let out a frustrated sigh. "please, all i'm gonna do is wait for my face to not be all red. plus this is the girls restroom," you add.

eddie scoffs. "like i give a fuck."

"eddie," you beg and he just sighs.

he hates this, but he knows you're not going to let up. "fine, i love you," he says, backing away from the stall door.

"i love you too," you mumble.

the rest of the day was... rough. you ignored almost everyone which wasn't really the greatest idea. because your thoughts just made you feel even worse about yourself. more ideas that flooded your mind became all too similar to those you had almost two years ago. the more you thought, the more you missed your old habits.

you hadn't used the small box of razors in your closet since... well since you got with eddie. he knew about your scars, he knew about your past. he made you promise that you'd never do it again and you did. how would he feel when you told him you missed it? you missed the sting and the small lines of blood. you missed the distraction from the mental pain. you hated how your hands were shaking, eyeing the handheld sharpener with its blade in your pencil bag. you were weak.

by the end of your last class, you felt like maybe you would be better dead. and you hated that. you made it to eddie's van and saw it was already running. he was waiting for you. you really didn't want to ruin his day or burden him with your thoughts, but you knew he'd be hurt if you kept it from him.

you opened the door to his van which grabbed his attention. he didn't give you a smile like usual, instead eyeing you with concern. it made you want to cry. you climbed into the seat and buckled yourself, staring straight ahead. "are we gonna talk about this?" eddie asks carefully, not wanting to upset you.

your lip quivers as you shake your head no. "can we wait until we get to yours?" you whisper, not wanting your voice to break. you see eddie nod from the corner of your eye and throw the van into reverse.

"give me your hand, baby," he says softly as he pulls out of the school parking lot. you place your hand in his awaiting one hesitantly and he squeezes it. the drive is silent aside from eddie's uncharacteristically quiet metal music playing through the speakers.

you stare out the window, wiping away the few tears with the sleeve of your shirt. eddie notices, but decides not to comment on it. the two of you remain silent as you get out of the van, make your way inside, and into eddie's room.

he sits on his bed, patting the spot next to him. you sit nervously, looking down to your hands as eddie stares at you expectantly. you try to hold it in but a hiccup of a sob leaves your lips and tears begin flowing down your cheeks. you look up at eddie for a moment before falling into his chest. "oh, sweetheart," he says, voice heartbroken as he tightly wraps you in his arms. he holds you to him, resting his lips on the top of your head. his hand rubs your upper arm comfortingly as you cry into him.

"i'm sorry," you cry into his chest. eddie shushes you, rocking you slightly in his arms. you shake your head, balling your fist into his shirt and crying harder.

eddie feels a little helpless, he didn't know what to do. "you have nothing to be sorry for, you're having a bad day, it's okay. we'll talk it through, i'm not mad," he tries reassuring you but you just shake your head again.

you force yourself out of his grip and grab your backpack. you can barely see through your tears as you dig out your pencil bag and throw it on his lap. he looks at you in confusion as you bury your face in your hands. he opens your pencil bag slowly, his heart dropping into his stomach when he sees the torn apart sharpener and freed blade laying on top.

he feels like he's going to throw up as tears fill his own eyes. he drops your pencil bag, scooting over to you quickly. "baby," he whispers softly, pulling your forearms carefully to get your face out of your hands. your face is completely red and your nose is stuffed up as tears stream down, dripping off your chin. he grabs your wrist, shaking as he drags up your sleeve. he does it to both wrists as you shake your head.

"i-i didn't," you cry, watching through the tears as eddie scans your wrists. he finds that all the marks were old scars and feels a relief wash over him. "i didn't but-but i was going to, i-i'm sorry," you sob shaking your head and feeling like a failure.

eddie shakes his head and pulls you back to him. "no, no, sweetheart. don't apologize. you didn't, right? that's what matters, you didn't. you're still strong, baby, you're still strong," he coos, his fingers tangling in your hair as he presses you to his chest.

you wrap your arms around him as tightly as you can. "i'm sorry for being snappy, i just didn't want you to know," you whimper into his chest.

"why not?" he asks carefully, rubbing your back.

you sniffle, squeezing your eyes shut. "i didn't want you to be disappointed in me," you admit.

eddie pulls you back to look into your eyes. "now, babydoll, why would i be disappointed?" he asks, using one hand to wipe away your tears.

"because i-i'm having all these thoughts again," you admit. eddie frowns, knowing what you meant by 'all these thoughts.'

he shakes his head, a tear traveling down his own cheek. "you think you aren't allowed bad days, y/n? sometimes things are gonna be hard and that's okay. i want you to tell me when you're having trouble because i want to be here and help you," he explains.

you hiccup, eyes full of sadness. "i don't want to be a bother," you whisper.

eddie feels his own lip quiver at your words. he leans forward, placing a kiss on your lips before resting his forehead to yours. "you will never be a bother to me. i love you, baby," he says and you feel more tears fall from your eyes.

"m'love you too," you mumble through your tears. eddie sighs, grabbing you and hauling the two of you towards the top of his bed. you lay on your sides, facing each other with your arms wrapped around one another. eddie holds you as close to him as he possibly can and kisses your head.

"you want me to sing to you?" he asks quietly, knowing how much you loved it. you nodded, pressing yourself as far into him as possible. he softly starts singing i love you by the climax blues band as he knows its one of your favorites.

and that's how you spend the rest of your day, getting reassurances from your wonderful boyfriend as he tries to make you feel like yourself once again.

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HALF AN HOUR FOR LOVE — Childe x F!Reader Chapter 4. Second fire

You slowly got off the bus, stepping on ground. Your muscles were terribly numb and sore, your legs barely kept you in a stable position. The sky shone with bright stars and the moon, accompanying your journey home.

It got colder outside, and you pulled your coat tighter around you. But this wasn't enough, and you felt how you gradually begin to freeze. Your cheeks were red from the cold.

You were so tired and angry. And right now you wanted nothing more than to go home and lie down in your bed. Oh yeah, another good idea was to hit damn ginger. Although it was a very tempting idea, at this moment you just wanted to sleep.

You walked down a quiet street to your house, dreaming only about how to take a shower and go to bed. Unfortunately, the memories return to the moments of your and Childe's date. And to the fact that at first you liked it. Exactly until the moment when he left you there alone without explaining his behavior.

You even thought that you could get to know him better at that moment. The way his eyes lit up when he talked about how happy he would be to introduce you to his siblings made your heart beat faster. You were quite surprised by this fact.

You didn't feel like this before. And it warmed your soul to some extent. But immediately after that, you think with displeasure that it was complete nonsense, and you just invent these stupid feelings.

Memories gives you moments of your and his joint fun against your will, but you think that this is due to the fact that you haven’t had a rest or fun for a long time. And not at all because Childe was interesting to you.

His tactless and rude manner brought you out of your calm state. As in the moment of your and his first meeting, so now. You desperately wanted to know what was going on in this man's head.

At first he is rude to you, the next moment he is cheerful, playful and gentle, then again he is rude and distant. His unpredictability annoyed you as much as the fact that you still think about it.

At the moment when you looked at his broad back, when he spoke to you in a cold and gloomy voice, it seemed to you that you were a little child being scolded by a parents. He really gave the impression of strictness and self confidence, didn't giving you a chance to stop him or even say a word.

So you looked helplessly after him as Tartaglia walked to his car. You thought you lost your voice, and you were unable to call him and demand an explanation.

You opened the door to your apartment and tossed your bag aside, leaning against the iron door in a relaxed manner.

The apartment met you with emptiness and silence. You smiled sadly and walked inside the apartment, heading to your bedroom. Right now, the last thing you want is to be here alone.

Usually, Yoimiya came at the office before everyone else, to prepare the office for the start of the work day and water the flowers after a long night. The girl loved plants and always tried to take care of it.

The door was always locked before she came in office, so the blonde reached into her bag to get her keys. But looking at the door, she noticed that today, to her surprise, the office door was open. The girl looked around excitedly, surprised by this fact. She entered the office and saw the owner of the company, who was pacing around boredly from side to side, as if he waiting for something.

Yoimiya, not at all expecting something like this, excitedly stumbled over the box that was on the floor next to the office entrance.

Hearing a sound from the side of the door, Tartaglia joyfully turned around, but when he saw the wrong girl he expected to see, his enthusiasm noticeably diminished. He tousled his ginger hair and, smiling casually, said:

"Good morning, you're Yoimiya, right?"

"Good morning, mister Tartaglia." The girl answered, still surprised by his presence here. "Yes, you're right, my name is Yoimiya."

The man nodded calmly and sat down in a big leather chair.

"I'm waiting here for someone. Pay no attention to me."

And now, Yoimiya was watching with a raised eyebrow as the ginger man spun around in their boss's chair, looking at the charts on the electronic board with a thoughtful expression on his face. To Ei and your boss' silent question when they came a few minutes later, the blonde just shrugged her shoulders.

The girl looked at clock — work time was about to start soon, but for some reason the man didn't plan to leave, continuing to sit imposingly in the black leather chair that your boss kindly gave him. Yoimiya understood that Childe was here because of you.

She remembered your stories about him, and some anger and irritation appeared in her chest when she remembered how he behaved towards you. The blonde wanted to protect you with all her might, so if he tries to somehow offend you or hurt you, she will definitely not be silent.

Meanwhile, you were in a slightly excited hurried to work. Everything has gone wrong for you since morning. You overslept the alarm clock, fell out of bed and hit your little finger painfully on a wooden closet.

Tired muscles reminded of itselves with heaviness in the body, so you, like a wounded doe, slowly walked towards the kitchen to cook yourself breakfast. To your utter dismay, the scrambled eggs burned and the coffee ran out of the coffee machine. You sighed in annoyance. It would seem that it couldn't be worse.

But you realized that you were disastrously wrong when you finally came at the office.

"Sorry, I'm late." You closed the door behind you, smiling awkwardly and apologizing for being late. After that, you finally lifted your eyes and immediately froze as if rooted to the spot, meeting your gaze with Childe, who immediately got up from his seat, pleased that you had finally came to the office.

You looked blankly at your friends and boss, and they just shrugged their shoulders. You sighed heavily and, ignoring the presence of Tartaglia, went to your workplace. The ginger man raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Don't you want to say me something?"

"What do you think I should tell you?" You turned to the ginger man, ignoring the questioning looks of your friends. You didn't want to talk to him and understood that now isn't the right time to sort things out with him. "I think you made it clear to me that it's better for the two of us to no longer communicate when you didn't explain anything to me and left me at the amusement park alone."

You bit your cheek inside, realizing that in the future it will be difficult for you to avoid the questions of your friends, because right now they heard this conversation very well. The man sighed heavily, running his hand over his freckled face.

Yesterday you noted for yourself that it looked pretty cute. And immediately you scolded yourself. When this ginger man was next to you, you always thought about what you shouldn't think at all.

"Give me five minutes." Tartaglia said, looking pleadingly into your eyes with his deep blue eyes. "That's all I ask."

You looked uncertainly at your boss, who only nodded, realizing that it was better not to argue with the owner of the company. You took a deep breath and answered:

"Only five minutes."

You walked out of the office, not even waiting for the man's answer. Tartaglia, annoyed by your cold attitude, followed you without even saying goodbye to those who were in the office. Your friends could only stare in disbelief as you two left the office and the wooden door slammed shut.

You breathed in the fresh morning air and walked down the small alley that was on company property. Out of the corner of your eye you looked at Childe, who was walking beside you.

His ginger hair fluttered in the wind, chaotically falling over his eyes and getting in his way. It was funny and you would even laugh if you weren't mad at him. However, you had to get back to your work, so you casually hurried Tartaglia to finally start talking:

"If you continue to be silent, then I will leave."

The man just chuckled, throwing one hand behind his head and disheveling his hair. You thought you'd like to know how soft his hair was. Sometimes your thoughts really annoyed you.

"You're too harsh with me as always, baby."

"You got what you deserved." You said categorically, wrapping yourself in your coat. The middle of october made itself felt.

"Okay, listen, I'm really sorry." The ginger man sighed as he stopped, and you stopped too, looking at him. You raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"And why should I forgive you?" You asked.

If you thought that this man was unpredictable, then you were absolutely right. Because at this moment he looked like a puppy that was scolded by his master — and this image is completely different from his behavior that he showed you yesterday. He looked at you with puppy eyes and said timidly:

"Because we're friends?"

You raised your eyebrows in surprise, slightly flustered by this statement. It was a very unexpected statement on his part, but nonetheless, something in your heart melted.

"Then tell me, do people leave their friends alone in an unfamiliar place without any explanation?" You asked, holding out your hand to the yellowed leaves. The leaf felt very fragile and quickly crumbled to dust as soon as you touched it.

Childe took a deep breath.

"Listen, we had a good time together yesterday, but…" You looked at Tartaglia with interest. You wanted to know what he meant by his "but". "I had important things to do."

"You could have at least told me about it instead of leaving me alone without an explanation." You snorted, crossing your arms over your chest.

The man wanted to say something else, but stopped in mid sentence, realizing that it was useless to argue with you. But for himself, he noted that this is what he liked about you. You sighed, realizing that you needed to get back to your work, so you answered:

"Looks like you won't leave until I forgive you, right?" You raised an eyebrow and received a few quick nods. You thought about the fact that at such moments he looked just like a child. "Okay, it's good, I'm not angry at you."

You extended your little finger to him, and the man, surprised, but excitedly, extended his finger to you. You and he sealed the promise with a children's song, and this made Tartaglia's heart tremble with excitement. He did the same with his siblings. He thought it made the two of you closer to each other.

The man smirked contentedly and ruffled his ginger hair.

"It seems, princess, you didn't believe that I always get what I want."

You rolled your eyes. The old Childe is back.

"I'm going back to work." You turned away from the man and hurried back to the office. The man's hand on your wrist stopped you.

You looked at the ginger with a question in your eyes, not understanding why he still distracts you from work.

"Since we've made up, can you do me one little favor?"

You raised an eyebrow.

Tall trees quickly disappeared from your field of vision while the car was heading in a direction unknown to you. You shook your head. Once upon a time you thought that you would like to ride in this car at least once, but lately you have found yourself in this car too often next to its owner.

"And why did I agree to this?" You complained, sighing and resting your cheek with your right hand. "I could take a warm bath right now and read a book."

You heard a chuckle from Childe and looked at him with displeasure.

"Stop moping, princess. Try to find the good in it." He turned the steering wheel and the car turned its wheels too. From afar, you noticed a big white mansion that began to appear in your field of vision. "You work too hard. You need to get some rest. Don't you think so?"

"This isn't a rest that I enjoy."

"Hm?" Tartaglia smiled slyly and raised his eyebrow. "Then what type of rest do you usually enjoy?"

Your eye twitched. You suppressed the thought of hitting him because his double meaning jokes really annoyed you. You pointedly turned away from him and looked out the window. The ginger man only laughed, fixing his eyes on the road again.

As the car approached the big mansion, a stunning view opened up for you. Beautiful big marble fountains were placed throughout the mansion. They gurgled cold crystal clear water. Golden alleys led to the entrance to the house, where marble statues stood. You were, as if under hypnosis, when you looked around at all this beauty.

The car stopped in a big parking lot near the house, where several more expensive cars were placed. You shivered uncertainly in your seat, because meeting new people has always been some kind of test for you. But, looking at the relaxed man, you also relaxed and tried to put your thoughts in order.

He asked you to accompany him to his friend's party. At first you thought about the strangeness of his request to you, because he could simply invite any other girl or pick up a girl in a strip club. You voiced your assumption to him, to which Tartaglia laughed casually and told you that he was tired of women from the strip club.

He winked at you cheerfully and said that he enjoys your company and would like to apologize to you for all his previous actions, promising you that you two will have a good time. It briefly made your heart beat faster.

The two of you got out of the car and walked towards the big mansion. With undisguised delight, you looked around the small garden near the house and thought that you would also like to live in a similar place. To your surprise, no one met you and Tartaglia. The man opened the door as if he were the owner here and invited you to enter the house.

You looked around, noting to yourself that the interior of the house looked even better than its exterior. There were a lot of marble and gold things here — it was very striking. But that's where you're done with the positives. There were many people inside the building, they were drinking alcohol and smoking cigarettes.

Cigarette smoke was everywhere, and loud music was playing in the house. You winced. Did Tartaglia really think you could have fun in a place like this?

While you were thinking about how to make your stay here comfortable, you didn't notice how a short man approached the two of you. His short purple hair framed his pale face, and his eyes shone only with coldness and indifference. He gave the ginger man an annoyed look.

"Won't you even greet me properly?" Childe asked mockingly, turning to a man you didn't know.

"After what you did at my house last time, you can't hope for it." The short man snorted, then turned his purple eyes on you. He looked at you inquisitively, and you felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's Y/n, my friend." Noticing his friend's gaze on you, the ginger man hurried to introduce you to the purple haired man. He eyed you skeptically from head to toe and casually said:

"I'm Scaramouche."

After the two of you exchanged dry greetings, Scaramouche turned around and walked deeper into the house. Tartaglia pushed you to follow the short man, greeting some people along the way. You thought that he must have been popular, because many of these people tried to talk to him a little more than they should, constantly getting in his way.

You saw how Childe smiled at them, but after a long time with him, you began to distinguish between his fake and sincere smiles. And now he was clearly annoyed, although he tried to seem friendly.

The ginger man suggested that you go get drinks while he was talking to people. According to him, it was always a long occupation, because other people simply didn't let him pass. You nodded in understanding and headed towards the big kitchen, where a big amount of alcohol and various snacks stood on a big table.

Luckily for you, there weren't many people in the kitchen, so you relaxed approached closer to the snack table and looked with rapture at all the food provided. You loved to eat delicious food, but you also tried to keep your figure and eat right.

But today the desire to eat well took over you, and you didn't dare to argue with your stomach. Noticing salmon sandwiches on a nearby table, you hurried to get around the table. A few seconds separated you from the cherished snack, and you were ready to grab it, but a sudden push to your side stopped you from your goal, and you slightly stumbled to the side.

There were only curses in your head, and you didn't understand why every meeting with any person began with something like this. You felt deja vu. But unlike the case with Tartaglia, to your surprise, you heard a flood of apologies from the person you encountered:

"I'm sorry." You heard a pleasant voice from the side. "Are you hurt, miss…?"

You looked up and saw a young man in front of you. He was slightly taller than you. His long blond hair was tied into a long braid that dangled behind his back. His golden eyes looked at you excitedly. He waiting for your answer. He looked a little confused and agitated, and it seemed to you that this was common to you and him in this situation.

"A-ah, I'm Y/n." You hurried to introduce yourself and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "I'm fine. I'm sorry too."

"I'm Aether." The man smiled as he held out his hand to you, and you gladly held out your small hand. You were glad to meet a friendly person in this place.

"Didn't I hit you?" You bit your lower lip awkwardly.

"No, everything is okay." Aether smiled. "Are you alone here?"

"No, no, I came here with…" You thought displeasedly about the ginger man who had been staying somewhere for too long. You promised yourself that you would definitely remember this for him. "With my friend."

The man nodded in understanding and wanted to say something else, but he was interrupted by a loud cough from the side. You two turned to the source of the sound and you saw a ginger man in front of you. He looked like he was genuinely unhappy about something. You wanted to ask him what happened, until you noticed him looking at the place where your hand was connected to Aether's hand.

The ginger man squeezed a crystal glass in his hands. Tartaglia lifted his gaze to the two of you, and there was genuine irritation in his eyes. Aether didn't notice the tense situation at all and continued to hold your palm in his hand. And now you have found yourself between two fires.

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Since u said I can request sumthing else… Scott and the evil exes x reader hurt cumfert (reader is da hurt one) non head cannons Thankies -💀🎀

i can do that, yeah :33

scott and the evil exes comforting the reader

scott pilgrim

work was hard. you'd woken up at the asscrack of dawn only to go in for an 8 hour shift where you were berated, yelled at, and borderline verbally abused by needy costumers who didn't understand what the word "wait" meant. if that wasn't bad enough, you had to stay even later because somebody decided to call out. great. and then, the absolute KICKER of the day? your boss said you'd have to come in on your day off because the same person who called out today had decided to call out for the rest of the week. and that was just okay, apparently. needless to say, you left the house at 7 that morning and got home at 9 that night and you were not in a good mood AT ALL.

scott, who'd been staying at your house for the past few months, could feel it without seeing you. you'd thrown your stuff down and walked to the bedroom, face planting into the mushy surface of the blanket. he kinda just walks into the bedroom and sits next to you while you're drowning in pillows. "rough day?" he asks, not quite knowing what else to say. you confirm his suspicion with a muffled groan. a few minutes pass. "do you, uh... wanna play something with me?" you perk up just a little bit as he explains the new game he got. maybe playing it WILL make you feel better... eh, it's worth a shot.

matthew patel

you'd called matthew over without saying a word besides "get over here right now". he took it 1000% seriously and assumed the worst. that you were dying. you were not dying, but you felt like it. you woke up with a notification from a family member that something really bad had happened to somebody else, and you weren't sure what. you just needed a little comfort. you didn't expect matthew to damn near break down your door, yelling about how he's gonna hurt whoever hurt you. when he sees you, sitting on the couch with tears falling down your face, he immediately quiets down.

"hey, what happened?" he asks, tone nice and gentle and calm. you explain everything to him, and he wraps his arms around you and pulls you tight. "i'm here, okay? just let me know if there's anything i can do, and i'll do it." his body was so warm, so comforting. just what you needed.

lucas lee

there was this festival you'd been working on getting into for over a year. it was this huge celebration where people came together, sharing their wares and passions with one another. you'd gotten what you thought was a good idea, so you submitted it to the managers in hopes that you'd get accepted. after 2 months of silence, they finally reached out (and in the most unprofessional way imaginable), and said that you "wouldn't be needed". first of all, fuck you. second of all, what the fuck. it kinda hit you all of a sudden, and you called lucas as soon as you felt that drop in your stomach.

he came over as fast as he could, and you told him what had happened. he sat next to you on the couch and threw his arm over your shoulder. "yeah, i get it. you don't wanna know how many times i auditioned for roles and didn't get accepted. yknow, some of the companies who shot me down for movies in the past tried to reach out to me once i got famous." "oh yeah?" "oh, absolutely." he said, before going off on a tangent about the film industry, effectively distracting you from the reason you were upset in the first place.

todd ingram

it was one of those days. you weren't sure why exactly you were so upset, but everything that happened just made you feel even worse. whether it was good or bad. and being sad all day is really tiring, so you were eager to curl up under your blankets when you got home. turns out, you either spilled something on your bed or your pet knocked something over. but there was no way in hell you were going to lay in potentially hazardous material. so, with tears in your eyes, you stripped your bed and threw the stuff in the laundry. not before stubbing your toe, which was what threw you over the edge.

you called todd, all sniffly and sad and stuff. you asked him if he could come over, and he was on his way immediately. he put you on speaker phone and talked to you the entire way to your house. as soon as he got there, he offered to help you take care of your laundry, and told you to go get some fresh air. you sat outside, patiently waiting for him. when he finished taking the laundry out, he made your bed for you and offered to go on a much-needed walk with you.

roxie richter

roxie's incredibly clingy, so she's with you almost all the time. the one day she wasn't just happened to be the day that your college classes were totally kicking your ass. work was piling up, and there were new assignments given every day. your deadline was friday, and it was already thursday. you had barely anything done because you'd been working on personal stuff. so, needless to say, you were stressed. roxie'd been busy that day too, which was the reason she wasn't there. but as soon as she was free, she came over as fast as possible. when she arrived, you were sitting at the table, head in your arms, work strewn about. papers had fallen to the floor, some were sitting in chairs, there was work on your laptop and your phone.

she freaks out. she doesn't take her time with hearing your "excuses", instead grabbing your arm and pulling you out of the chair. you try to protest, but she stops you. "uhm, absolutely not. no. get up. come on, get up." you sigh, finally budging. you know you can't work like these, but roxie makes sure you're well aware of that. she cleans up your things, neatly piling the papers together. she closed your laptop and makes sure your phone is cleared out of the tab with all the homework on it. she then orders you to go get in a shower and wear something cute. impromptu date night. she's not gonna let you worry about your stupid work, especially not when you have all day tomorrow and plenty of projects to get extensions on.

kyle katayanagi

you woke up on the wrong side of the bed. quite literally. actually, you woke up on the floor right next to your cat's ass. that was certainly one way to start your day. you then proceeded to fall both up and down your stairs, almost break your favorite coffee mug, and your favorite CD was scratched. which you only realized when it started skipping in the middle of your favorite song. great. your already bad mood was even worse. and kyle was supposed to come over too? UGH. the last thing you wanted to do was accidentally snap at him. you warned him before he came over that you weren't having a good day, but that didn't seen to change his mind about wanting to see you.

when mr. katayanagi showed up at your door, he noticed your subpar demeanor pretty quickly. your aura was radiating a combination of anger and sadness that he couldn't quite place his finger on. kyle being kyle, he cracked a joke about how you'd been through hell and back that day. to his surprise, you chuckled softly. was this working? about 20 shitty jokes later, he finally got you to crack a smile.

ken katayanagi

ken could tell you were stressed out merely by the tone of your voice when you picked up the phone. he wasn't sure if it was your classes or work or people or something else he couldn't think of, but you knew for certain that it was everything. upcoming tests, insane hours, and lots of family drama was driving you up a wall and you didn't really have a chance to breathe between it all. it was your day off, and you didn't even get one anyways because your boss forced you to come in. when you finally got home, you were even more drained than before. it was only 6pm and you wasted the whole day doing things you didn't want to do, only for you to wake up and do it all over again.

that thought made you want to cry, so you did. ken's y/n sense were tingling, and he showed up not long after. he found you sitting on your living room floor, curled up into a ball. tears were falling down your face, you had a partially wet towel from when you showered earlier wrapped around your shoulders, and you were staring blankly at the TV. trying not to disturb you all too much, ken wiped the tears from your face and got you an actual blanket. he also brought over a cup of water and sat next to you. you were silent, watching as he took a book out of his bag and he began to read it. you put your head on his shoulder, looking over at it as he turned the page. without having to ask him, he started reading to you. you eventually fell asleep in his lap, and he picked you up and moved you to the couch. he stayed the whole night, and even woke up earlier to make you breakfast and a hot drink. having him around the house made priorities a lot easier to complete.

gideon graves

gideon had this thing in his brain where he just knew when you were upset. he could tell, even if you weren't showing any actual signs of it. he also knew he wasn't the best at helping you feel better. you were upset over something that you deemed as stupid, but that didn't really matter to you. gideon didn't like seeing you upset, so he did what he does best; he spent his money on you.

he called you over to sit with him at his desk before instructing you to "go absolutely nuts". he didn't care how much money you spent, just that you felt better. and even though material possessions didn't help in the long run, he still reveled in seeing the delighted look on your face. you did eventually get over what was upsetting you, and gideon was just happy to help.

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stardust1122334455 · 4 months

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The roommate.

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☆° Contains - Fingering, scissoring, oral, heavy kissing, angry sex, cigarettes, smoking, implied chubby reader, breasts suckling, degradation, sex toys (specially strap on), cuddling, small kisses, aftercare.

Note- Hello!! :3 This is my first time writing this and I hope it was good enough, also please give me tips on how to improve my writing skills!

☆°Contains - Fem! Sekido + fem! Reader (Yes this a lesbian fic)

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You were currently roommates with sekido for college because they didn't have any more spare alone rooms for the other students there, so you were forced to be roommates with sekido.. Sekido was.. something to say, at least, because she did have a habit of taking the last things. Even such as in the morning, wearing open flannel blouses with her big breasts out and some shorts in the morning. Despite her habits, she was actually pretty great at cooking! Every morning, she makes you a delicious omelette and a latte only if you make a request for her. But you did have some speculations about her.. especially her sexuality. You thought that she was straight, but you saw a scissoring tattoo, so you immediately thought that she was a lesbian.. also, you thought that because she looked kind of a masc lesbian.

As you were coming back home from work in the early morning, feeling exhausted as always before you walked over to your coffee pot and went to get some coffee grounds. While you checked, it was all out!

"Wha- Who took all the damn coffee grounds!"

You said in a frustrated tone before hearing Sekido, your roommate, drink something from her mug.. Your coffee! Sekido, your roommate was quite interesting.. to say atleast but the first day you both met eachother while in college for your dorm rooms. As Sekido's Personality was.. quite horrible honestly. She was aggressive, rude and angry all the fucking time! After some time when you two moved into your dorm room, she just kept quiet or started arguments. But one thing is her features, likely her looks since she was actually really fine.. Nice boobs, nice ass and INCREDIBLY muscular arms.

Back to the morning

"Yeah and? You'll fucking live."

She said in a angry tone because you were a little loud when you came in, while drinking her coffee, her muscular arms flexed out of her flannel blouse. Which made you kind of hot around your face for some reason..

"Yeah but it's my coffee.."

You said back to her while putting your bag on the counter before sitting down at the couch while stretching. Sekido quickly looks annoyed and rolls her dark red eyes at you before placing her mug down and sitting beside you with a narrowed face.

"So.. how was work?.. Was it fucking terrible or was it alright?.."

She asked you in a slightly aggravated tone while picking a show to watch, which wasn't many since you had already seen every single one. You thought about it in a moment before

"Uhm.. it was alright I guess.."

You quickly answered her question whilst she picked the show. After she picked out a random show before quietly leaning back and watching the show carefully and slowly, you watched the show with her before seeing Sekido stare at your eyes with adoration. While she stared, you looked at her as well before looking away and coughing awkwardly.

"So.. are you doing anything today, Sekido?.."

You asked her in a slight nervous tone while gently fidgeting with your fingers. Sekido looked at you before answering in a tired way while getting a cigarette to smoke.

"No.. not much.. only that I'm going to a club at 20:30..

She said back to you while taking a few puffs and blowing out smoke before putting it on an ashtray on the coffee table by the couch, and quickly got up to get ready to go to the bar. She went into her room and started to put on a strap shirt and some black pants, which made her nipple piercings stand out a lot, some heels, and a few jewellery onto herself. It was beautiful on her since she had a pretty nice body and pretty face. By the time it was 20:30, she quickly got her things and left.

20:30

The time was now 20:30 on the clock after sekido left. You quickly sat in your bed, silently relaxing before you decided to drink something and watch a movie on your laptop. As you walk into the kitchen, open a bottle of white wine and carefully pour it into the glass that you have. You quickly remembered that sekido had gone off to a bar somewhere? You couldn't remember which one it was but you didn't care since now you're alone and with some delicious wine. You sat down on your couch, quickly putting on a movie that you liked on your laptop.

After some time or such as three hours, Sekido came back with a heavily intoxicated face and sloppy walking. She quickly walks to her room and slams the door while grunting with anger. You just sat there on the couch, watching the movie while having the wine glass in your hand.

"Damn.. that bar must have been tough.."

You think to yourself while hearing sekido scream into her pillow and throw things across her room like as if it was a rage room. As you finished the glass, you put it in the sink and sat back on the couch, thinking about what to do since you already did your assignments and you had perfect grades. In while you thought, Sekido came out of her room and stormed to you before going extremely close with a slight tipsy and angry face.

"Huh!.. Sekido what are you doing?-"

You quickly say before suddenly your voice gets stuffed by a kiss from Sekido! She quickly melts into the kiss and wraps her muscly arms and hands onto your rear while she's kissing you. She gently reaches dowm for your neck and begins to kiss it passionately while giving you hickes and all types of kinky bruises.

"You know.. I've always wanted to held your beautiful ass while kissing.."

She whispers in a sultry town to your delicate ears while kissing like true lovers, as she kisses you full on before slipping away and looks at you while blushing with a irritated face.

"Sekido.. I-I..-"

As you try to say something again, sekido roughly grabs your shirt and basically rips it apart by piece before sliding her hands against your stomach rolls and into your breasts. You quickly gasp and blush a tint to your face, Sekido sees it and smirks slightly before unclasping your dark red bra and throwing it on the floor. In whilst she did that, you stand there, shocked and heavily flustered to death.

"You're going to get railed tonight and your pretty little cunt is about to rip open with arousal, little slut.."

She quickly whispers in a degrading tone to you before gently placing her mouth onto your nipple which caused you to whine a little while with a shocked expression. Sekido quickly sees it and gently pulls off her clothes that she had on and onto the floor before gently leading her hand down to your wet panties. As she smirks slightly before putting her hand inside, making you blush with embrassment and whimper, she quietly pulls your underwear off and looks at it with interest.

"Damn, you're wet.. fingering you will be heaven, wouldn't you agree little slut? Huh? Are my little fucking slut?.."

She said in a slightly irritated way to you before popping in a digit and moving quite rough with her finger, such making you whine and moan with arousal around her movements because of her roughness.

"Mhmm.. sekido be gentle, please.."

You whimper out to her before seeing her do it even more rough while pushing you onto the couch and making you onto your back while being fingered by Sekido's long finger. As you moan with your heart out, she quickly pops into another finger, which makes you moan extremely loud into her ears, making her even more turned on. She quickly frowns before sliding her mouth down to your wet cunny and gently kisses your clit multiple times before going full on eating you put. It felt so much like heaven, which made you grasp her quickly and moan softly a few times while her head is between your naked thighs. She quickly moves her tempo even more and rubs your weak and thick thighs. You quickly moan out a couple of times before starting to feel over the edge and soon cuming.

"Sekido!.. I'm a-about to..!..-"

You scream out to her while tugging at her hair which her mouth is still eating out your pussy.

"Quiet for fuck sakes!.. come on.. cum.. cum for me you little slut!.."

She says that to you while eating you out and rubbing your delicate cilt. As you quickly whimper before finally cuming into her horny mouth and onto her face which she makes sure to shallow every single drop and lick every spot there.

"Damn, you taste fucking good.. do you drink alot of cranberry juice or something you little slut?.."

She asks you while beginning to carry you to her room to get more comfortable sex with you before you quickly answer her question while panting and slurring your words.

"Uh.. I do.. mmhh.. hnng..."

You answer her question while blushing extremely and blushing in your cunt that was just eaten out of before seeing sekido fully carry you and walk into her comfy room. As you two entered, she places you onto her large bed and sits on her thigh, which makes your two cunts touch each other. Sekido looks at you before beginning to grind against your pussy and putting the blanket over her back. You gasp and whimper extremely alot before gently crying out of pleasure. As she sees you do that, she quickly quickens her speed and bites her lips while doing so, as well as making grunting noises and frowning.

"Such a terrible little slut.. imagine your fucking parents seeing a lesbian woman fuck you in her bed.. utterly digusting.. but you're doing good only if you keep your damn mouth shut!.."

She quickly follows up by squeezing your breasts and gently following the pattern of your stretch marks on your stomach. As she does this, she quickly feels that she's about to cum into your cunt. She quickly bumps up her speed and grunts before finally cuming with you..

"Holy shit!.. fuck you feel fucking amazing!.. you little Slut, damn you felt good.."

She grunts out before pulling away from your wet cunny and opens her drawer beside her bed before you realise that it's her stash of sex toys. As she puts on the strap on and begins to position you into a type of doggy style and having your face into her pillow. As she places the tip gently into your cunt, making you whine a little before she began to fully slide it in and out. You whimper a few times and let tears fall out of your eyes while getting back shots from sekido behind you. You moan out her name a couple times before feeling her quickly bump up the speed of her fucking which makes you going to cum alot more faster.

"Sek-Sekido!.. I'm about to!.. hnng!.. mmh.."

You whine out and have your tearful face into the pillow while getting continuing getting fucked in the pussy from behind by Sekido. As you finally cum for Sekido and feels her slide the strap on off before taking it off and laying down with you while having a slight blush on her face because of the experience she just had with you in her bed. As you quickly hug her and lean your head into her short curly hair. (Yes this is my headcannon) She quickly smiles and gives you a small kiss on the cheek before putting the blanket over the two of you and sleeping peacefully.

Morning.

As you wake up, next to sekido while being fully naked with her before yawning and putting on her flannel blouse while gently waking her up.

"Sekido.. wake up.."

She quickly wakes up and sits up while frowning a little, looks like she's had a bad sleep and now is grumpy, she gets off the bed and stands up before putting on some clothes and walking into the kitchen while having her arm around your waist.

"So.. did you have a Great time fucking me?.. I mean.. it was actually the best sex I've ever had in my life.."

She asks you while making a cup of coffee and taking out a cigarette to smoke as well for the morning.

"Uhm.. yeah I had a great time but sekido do you wanna be my girlfriend?.."

You answer and ask back a question to her while leaning your head into her neck. She thinks for a while before nodding and kissing your cute cheeks.

"Sure.. we can be girlfriend's.."

She answers it with a slight happy tone.

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#demon slayer #sekido x y/n #hantengu clones #sekido #wlw love #wlw post #kny

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