#((ahh got to tired to answer yesterday))

[nishimiyachan55]

My curse boyfriend

(chapter 2)

Pairing: Mahito(jujutsu kaisen)x reader

Chapters: 2/?

Other chapters: chapter 1 , 3 , 4 , 5

Human?

The sound of the alarm wake you up from your sleep with a shudder. Burying your face in to your comfortable pillow you reached your hand to the table beside your bed, searching for your phone. When your hand touched on it, you grabbed it and turned off the alarm. Your head still refusing to get up from the bed, you pushed your self up placing two palms on the sheet. Sitting up on your bed, you scratched your messy hair with a yawn. After stretching up your arms you jumped out of the bed. Still with a sleepy head, eyes half closed you walked towards the bathroom door . The first thing you do in the morning is looking at yourself in the mirror. splashing water on to your face you started your morning ritual. Brushing your teeth, taking bath and obviously doing your skincare routine. After freshening up your self you came back to your room. 

It was too early for you. You never wake up this early everyday. You always sleep late after watching anime or series eventually to wakeup late in the morning. Taking your phone in one hand, you walked to the kitchen to make your morning coffee. While making it you started scrolling through your phone. There were so many texts and calls from your friend. 

"When did i put my phone on silent mode?!"

You were so tired from yesterday. So you rushed to your bed as soon as you got home, even skipping the dinner. You read your friend's messages. She was definitely mad at you for not picking up her calls and for not answering her texts. After all she is the one who helping you to complete your assignment. You always finishes your assignments on the deadline and she was always there to back you up. 

She send pictures of study materials you needed for your work. You scrolled through them opening your phone gallery. So many pages from articles. Scrolling through them, at the end of it you saw it. his picture...The one you captured yesterday...the picture of Mahito holding the coffee cup. The moment you saw it, your lips subconsciously curved into a smile. The moments you spend with him....his cute smile, his soft voice, that mesmerizing eyes..... everything came to your mind. You stood there smiling at his picture, forgetting about everything around you.

The sound of your door bell break you from your thoughts with a jerk. You closed your phone and walked to the door. Opening it you saw your friend standing in front of you. Her face didn't look pleasant. Of course she would be mad at you. 

"Where were you last night!? Why didn't you pick my phone! I was so worried if something happened to you. So i couldn't hold back coming this early to your apartment"

She yelled at you. How lucky were you to have a caring friend like her. Struggling to make a smile on your face, trying to calm her down you said 

" ha..ha..ummm.......ahh... l-i....were in a d..date..."

Hearing this, her face turned red with anger and she yelled at you with big mouth 

"huh!!!! You went on a date while i was struggling to find materials for your WORK..... What is wrong with YOu..!! Will you ever take your works seriously....."

You couldn't utter a word against her anger. Even if you could, you knew you don't deserve to say a word against her. Holding on to her hand you tried to calm her.

"i..am sorry......im really... really... sorry...i swear i won't do it again...now please calm down... please...."

The last word came as a faint breath. Taking deep breaths she tried to cool herself down. 

"okay fine. I forgive you this time. Hmph...!"

Still holding an annoyed face she walked into your apartment. With a big sigh! You wiped the sweat formed on your forehead. She is so scary when she is mad. 

You walked to your room holding two coffee cups in your hand. Your friend was sitting on your bed looking on to the laptop screen, papers scattered on the bed. She was arranging materials she found for you. She always help you on your assignments. Maybe because of that reason you always didn't give much importance to your assignments. Even if you run late, she was always there as a backup for you. 

You sat next to her. She was still looking into the screen. But now she doesn't look mad, just focusing on what she is doing 

"so...how was it?" She asked in a low voice not taking her eyes off the screen. 

"what!?" You gave a confused look

"The date. was it good? Who was the guy?"

She asked curiously. 

"oh...! It was really nice. I mean really....nice. i enjoyed it so much. We went to the movies, coffee shop and he even walked me home. He was such a nice guy" your exhilaration was clearly visible on your face and voice.

She silently listened to you, typing on the keyboard. "Really! Is he around from here?"

"um...i don't know. I didn't ask him. I met him yesterday at the library. Oh!! You should see him. He is super hot...like extremely hot....still couldn't get his number though..." You pouted at the last line.

"Ah...but i got his picture......" You said that in a singsong tone with sparkling eyes. You opened your phone gallery and showed her his picture "here...see..." . 

She looked to the picture and looked back at you with a frown on her face, eyes hooded "see what!!? Picture of the wall of a shop!!?" 

She couldn't see anything besides the wall. How is she suppose to see him, he was a curse. Not all people could see him. And here you were so dumb that you couldn't even understand that he wasn't a human. Maybe you were so flattered by his looks that you didn't even care to think about his weird appearance.

"what...!!? Look at the picture...the person" You pointed it to her as if she didn't notice him.

"what! Are you mocking me?? Ughh... it's not funny.. I don't have time for your silly play. If you have time then just help me...how annoying"

Hearing her saying this your smile faded from your face. You started feeling a little pressure on your chest. Your heartbeat slowly raising, drops of sweat started to foam on your forehead.  

"are you serious...!? Really you cannot see....him!!?" Your voice cracked asking her one more time hoping she was trying to fool you. But she wasn't.

"how many times i have to tell you.... there is nothing, but a wall...now stop annoying me" she said it clearly showing her irritation.

With that look on her face, you knew she wasn't playing with you. You couldn't move your self from there when the realization hit you. All those memories came to your mind, people looking at you when you were walking and talking with him, the employee on the coffee shop, his weird look, it wasn't from your wet clothes...it was from your actions. This whole time you were talking to yourself like a mad person. No one could see him. Probably they all might thought you were crazy.

You sit there still for some time like you were frozen. Then you slowly raised your self from the bed and walked to the washroom. "I'll be right back" you said to her.

You walked trying not to collapse from shivering and you closed the washroom door. Looking to your reflection on the mirror you opened the tap. Your hands shivering, your eyes filled with water, clinging your teeth so hard, you stared into your face. He wasn't human!?...then what was he!?.... Your brain couldn't handle it. Your vision blurred,You felt dizzy You thought you will pass out on the floor. But you didn't. You started to breath heavily, trying to calm your self. Good for you it worked. Heartbeat slowly turned to normal as you swallowed air. You curled your fists trying to stop shivering. After some minutes your body came to normal. 

Closing the tap you walked out of the bathroom like normally. You joined your friend, trying to work on your assignment. Shifting your thoughts from him to your work. But then there were the book, the book...he gave you. You tried to hold on to your self again concentrating on your work. 

Fade sunlight hit your face through the window when you were laying on your bed, your wrist resting on your forehead. Staring onto the cieling, your mind replayed all the memories you spend with him. What was he....? The same question echoed in your mind. But then you remembered it....his last words. "hm….. contacting me huh…well don’t worry. If I wanna see you again I’ll definitely find you". Thinking about it made you shiver. Find me! He said he will find me. What if he really finds me. He didn't see my apartment though. So he won't come here. Maybe im just over thinking. Its all over, he is never going to find you. Maybe he might forgotten you and moved on with his daily life.

You tried to convince yourself that everything is fine. Shifting your eyes from the cieling to the laptop screen on your side you pushed your self to sit. With a wandering mind You scrolled through the work your friend had done for you before she left. Closing the laptop you throw your head back against the pillow. Closing your eyes you slowly fell to sleep.....

Closing the door of your professor's room, you walked outside the corridor. Lowering your head you slipped your hand into your bag. Walking straight to the library you took the book out from your bag and slowly started walking up to the stairs. It's been a week since you met him now. You finished your assignment and now you're going to return that book to the library.

Seriously it was a tough week. All that heavy load of work made you really stressed out. but it wasn't that stressed you more, it was the memories of him. You were so scared you didn't even sleep well. Nightmares wake you up from your sleeps. But still....even if you were scared.... Even if you knew it wasn't right.....you couldn't push back this feeling..... this feeling of wanting to see him again. whenever you thought about him, you couldn't stop the smile formed on your lips. 

You reached the library room. The lady on the counter was there smiling and greeting to you. You gave the book to her. that's when she asked 

"what about the other book you took, are you going to return it anytime soon?"

The other book!! That's when the thought clicked, The book you took for Mahito. What were you thinking at that time. Why did you took that book on your responsibility for a complete stranger. You were not even sure if you could meet him again. Maybe you were so happy at that time because he helped you by giving that book to you. You were so eager to help him back that your stupid brain didn't even think. 

"Ah....i will return it as soon as im done reading it"

You answered her with a fake nervous smile. The library was quiet because it was late evening and most of the students left home already. You slowly walked to the aisle randomly skimming through the names on the book stacks. When you reached to a dark corner of the library you stopped your footsteps. It was more quiet there compared to other parts of the library. A place more dark and nobody could find you from there that easily. 

Standing before a shelf your fingertips brushed though the stacks. Your first meeting with him, the way your eyes locked with his through the shelf, all came to your mind. With a smile on your lips you slowly lifted your hands, looking up the shelf above your head you tried to pull back a book. It was a little high so you lifted your self balancing on your toes struggling to pull it out. That's when a hand came to your sight. A pale hand with stiches on the wrist. Holding on the back of your palm he pulled the book out. You jumped back from the sudden touch. But only for your back to hit his chest.

You peered up tilting your head. Your eyes met with his heterochromatic ones, staring into you with a soft smile. His one hand was still held up holding that book up and his other hand wrapped around your waist. You couldn't blink your eyes from the sight of his face. It felt like you skipped a heartbeat. Your eyes were glowing from happiness, excitement and also a hint of fear. 

"i knew i could find you here Y/n" he smiled at you, his innocent smile told you how happy he was to see you. "Are you happy to see me..? I told you i would find you if i want..."  He wrapped his other hand on your chest and pulled you closer to his chest giving you a tight hug. He pressed his cheek  on to yours rubbing like a child adoring a plushie he like.

"why were you smiling Y/n..? Were you thinking about me??" . Loosening his hand Mahito turned you to face his side. He planted his two arms on your shoulder holding you straight to his body still holding that book in one hand. 

"i.....uh.....no....i...was thinking about something else.." you lied to him trying not to show your blush. 

"hmm.... really! Haha... You are such a bad liar Y/n. I know you were thinking about me and... you were smiling" he leaned his face closer to yours almost touching your lip. You tried to pull your self back but his hand held you in place with a strong grip.

"i really enjoyed our last date. I couldn't stop thinking about you after that." He told this with a soft soothing voice almost like a whisper. Leaning back taking his hands off your shoulders he examined the cover of the book which he held in his hand.

" i tried finding you on that street near your home where we last saw each other. But i couldn't find you. I came here too....but still couldn't find you... until now" 

He was looking for me??!! You felt a cold feeling in your chest. Your brain trying to steady your self. 

"why!?....why were you looking for me?" You looked to the side floor and asked him.

"Because i wanted to have more fun with you..." moving his eyes up and down, he observed your body from top to bottom with a sinister look in his eyes. "You know trying new things....and also....i wanted to give this book back to you" he took a book out from his back and held it in front of you. The book you took for him.

"Huh....!!!". You stared blankly at him then reached your hand to take it from him. You wondered where did he hid that book! His back!? sheesh....what are you thinking....he is not even a human. So why questioning that. You closed your eyes and put your curled up fist on your mouth trying not to giggle. 

"so....are you gonna take this one for me next      Y/n?"  Pointing at the new book which he pulled from the shelf, he asked.

"ah....if you want it then..... maybe i can take it for you" you smiled at him. At this point the pressure of fear had completely disappeared from your chest. Even with that sinister look in his eyes you tried to convince yourself that he is not dangerous. 

"okay,...so, what are we going to do today?Hmm.......We already watched a movie together.....and drink coffee....so! What's next!?do you have anything in your mind Y/n??" He started walking to the library counter looking on your side over his shoulders. 

"hmm..... I don't have anything particular in mind..." You said thinking about what to do. You returned the previous book to the staff lady and took the new one. Mahito stood beside you leaning against the counter resting his elbow on the desk, placing his hand on the side of his cheek a thumb pressing on to his lips. His eyes flickering to your side and the staff lady's, simply observing your conversation. you walked out with him to the stairs after you done with her. 

"what about i come with you to your home?" His question made you jolt. You stared into his face. Taking him home with me??? That's not a good idea. He is not a human. He is something else. You can't bring him home. He could be dangerous even if he doesn't look like one. But still.... something screamed in your head to say no to him. But....

"okay...." That word came from your mouth, even when your mind screamed the danger to you. How could you say no to him looking at that innocent face. 

When you two reached downstairs he walked ahead of you, thinking about all the experiments he could do with you. his smile turned into an evil grin, "I'll make our this date even better than last one Y/n...so better....that you'll never forget it in your entire life...."

[primusfortuna]

Rouge ⟡ Love Wrapped in Ribbons of Gratitude (04)

[01] [02] [03] [XX] [05] [Sun] [Moon]

“A Brief Date”

The day after Rouge-san and I paraded around town as preachers―

Emma: We got rid of our flyers and ribbons in the blink of an eye today.

Rouge: We didn’t even get the chance to advertise before they swarmed us begging please, please!

Emma: Your singing was a huge hit yesterday. But it sure got stressful today, getting asked to sing everywhere we went...

Rouge: Ahaha, who cares? It was fun! I could tell the townspeople have gotten pumped full of enthusiasm for Love Day.

Rouge: But uh, I’ve gotten a teensy bit tired. I think I wanna take a breather.

Emma: Well... then how about we shop for gifts for the Moon Wanderers?

Rouge: ...Oh. Yeah, I remember you saying you wanted to get them some things.

Rouge: Sounds good. Let’s go pick ’em out together.

Emma: Okay!

Rouge: What about... this liquor shop? I’ll get some good wine for Gran.

Stall Owner: Welcome! Say, if it isn’t Rouge-chan! Your debt collectors aren’t after you today?

Emma: That question has become a greeting at this point...

Rouge: Ahaha~...

Stall Owner: So, looking for wine? I’ll get you my signature bottle.

Rouge: You’re a lifesaver! While you’re at it, could you maybe give me a little bit of a discount―

Emma: Rouge-san!

Rouge: Next... let’s take a peek at that fresh produce stall. I feel like food means everything to Crow and Itsuki...

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: Woah! Rouge brought back a girl!

Rouge: Hiiya, shopkeep! Got any foods that last a long time?

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: Young lady, you have to believe me. Give up on this guy.

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: I know he might be handsome, but he is riddled with problems. He’ll only make you cry, you understand?

Rouge: Um... Could you not start slandering me immediately after meeting her, please...?

Rouge: Anyway, we haven’t known each other for that long, have we?

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: A few days of watching you is enough to tell you’re a scumbag. If you do anything to hurt a girl this cute―

Emma: It’s okay.

Rouge & Shopkeep: Eh?

Emma: I’m pretty sure I’m, um... very familiar with all the best parts of Rouge-san.

Rouge & Shopkeep: Woahhh....!!

Emma: Ah, but, we’re not dating or anything―

Rouge: Shopkeep! I might be the happiest man in the world right now!

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: Ahh! You better cherish this one, I mean it!

Emma: Please listen to me, you two!

Later...

After leaving the produce shop, we step into a small general store.

Emma: Are you sure you’re okay about the food? The shopkeeper wanted to treat us to it...

Rouge: It’s fine. It would’ve been so lame if I let him treat me after all you said about me.

Rouge: ...But anyway, I’m curious about something.

Emma: What?

Rouge: About those “best parts” of me...

↪ You have a nice voice (Sun +12)

Emma: Hm... I think you have a nice voice, Rouge-san. Emma: Not just when you sing, but your normal voice, too. Listening to you puts me at ease. Rouge: Hehe. You tell me that all the time. Rouge: That makes me happy, really.

↪ You’re a nice person (Moon +12)

Emma: Well, you’re a nice person, Rouge-san. Emma: I think it’s amazing how you can hit it off with anyone you meet. Rouge: That’s nothing to praise me over. Rouge: I just happen to meet all good people.

Rouge: Hmm... But I was hoping for a little different answer.

Emma: Different how?

Rouge: Something like, “Rouge-san, you’re so manly and reliable and super awesome ★”?

Emma: Okay, anyway, let’s go look for presents! We can’t take too long of a break.

Rouge: Hey? That was a pretty aggressive change of subject. Y’know, I love that assertive side of you.

Emma: Aren’t these animal figurines just darling?

Rouge: Oh! I like them~ They kinda remind me of Corocle.

Rouge: Noah would probably like these, huh? Although, he wouldn’t be caught dead accepting a present from me.

Despite saying that, Rouge-san doesn’t pick up a single figurine from the shelf...

Rouge: I’m gonna go check out the alcohol over there.

Emma: (Now that I think about it... We’ve only stopped at liquor and food shops so far.)

Something feels just a little off.

Feeling like some sort of splinter is stuck in my heart, I can’t help but worry.

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[sweetlymawd]

Found Feelings

H4nk FINALLY gets what he wanted. For real this time. Plus a little something more.

(You know the drill. Continuity. Check my pinned.)

(And there’s fluff in this one, too.)

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H4nk couldn’t see the number on the scale. His belly was blocking his view and he wasn’t even stuffed. Just goes to show how much he had gained over the past few days. He pushed down the waistband of his sweatpants to let his gut hang over it, then lifted his excess fat. He watched it jiggle as he dropped it.

He then looked into the mirror in front of him, seeing the extra weight that had piled up everywhere else on his body. His neck, chest, arms, rear, legs, everything was bigger and squishier. H4nk had done it. He was fat.

And it was affecting his mobility, too. Just yesterday, he noticed he wasn’t as nimble as usual. Hell, he nearly got himself killed. H4nk knew he shouldn’t gain too much, but, for some odd reason, he liked it. Maybe it was just his appetite talking, but he was starting to love being stuffed. The feeling of his stomach filled to the brim with delicious food and treats, of hands massaging into the skin on his bloated belly to ease the pain, and of the subsequent tiredness rushing over him to let his body do the rest of the work. It was just so pleasurable… and he wanted more.

H4nk’s hand lightly pressed into his gut, gliding across the soft skin. Then his stomach growled. Hungry again. Even though he had a snack about an hour ago. Oh well, that wasn’t important. What was important was what he was going to fill up on this time.

He tucked his tummy back into his sweatpants and put the rest of his clothes on. He was getting a little tired of leftovers. Going out scavenging seemed much more appealing.

~~~

H4nk had gotten unlucky. He hadn’t found anything but the same old hotdogs the vendor was selling. And was subjected to an ambush he barely made it out of. Seemed like there wasn’t any good food around as of now.

He was about to go back to base hungry when he heard something. Then that something sped right past him. It was Tr1cky’s stop sign. H4nk couldn’t help but wonder what the clown was up to. He changed his mind. He knew it might kill him, but it wouldn’t hurt to see him again, right? Besides, maybe he could help him scavenge.

H4nk followed the trail the stop sign left behind, which led towards a smaller base owned by the Agency. As he entered the building, he was greeted to the blood and bodies of agents littering the floor. And in the back of the room, three agents were watching in horror as the clown held a fourth.

“…YOU ALL LOOK SO TIRED. YOU DESERVE A NICE LONG BREAK… IN MY TUMMY!”

Then Tr1cky’s mouth was wide open as he pushed the agent inside. As H4nk watched the body disappear and the clown’s belly expand to occupy it, he realized something. He was so caught up with gaining that he had forgotten why he had started stuffing himself in the first place. The clown belched loudly and sighed.

“AHH… SO GOOD… NOW WHO’S NEXT?”

Two of the agents left quickly, leaving the last one stumbling. Tr1cky caught him.

“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE— OH, H4NK! HIIII!!!”

Tr1cky zipped over, dragging the poor agent with him in one arm, and hugged H4nk with the other. H4nk didn’t know how to react.

“Uh… hey, uh, clown…”

Tr1cky leaned into H4nk’s body, nuzzling his chest. “WOW, H4NKY… YOU’RE SO BIG AND SOFT…”

“…Yeah. Uh, what are you doing?”

Tr1cky stepped back. “OH! CLOWN IS JUST GETTING A QUICK MEAL,” he answered as he pat his bloated stomach. “WHAT ABOUT YOU?”

“Trying to find food. All they’ve got right now is hotdogs.”

“WHAT? HOW COULD YOU NOT LIKE HOTDOGS?!”

“I do. I’m just tired of them.”

“OH. WELL, WANNA COME WITH ME AND SEE WHAT WE CAN FIND?”

“Yeah, uh, about that…”

“YEAH?”

“…Can you… show me how to, uh, swallow people?”

“YOU MEAN YOU WANNA BE A PRED?”

“Yeah, that’s it. Yeah.”

“HMM… OKAY!”

Then all eyes were on the agent Tr1cky was holding. He looked at the clown, then at H4nk, then at the clown again.

“Uh… shit,” he said sheepishly.

“LISTEN, AGENT, YOU ARE GOING TO BE GOOD PREY AND STAY STILL FOR H4NK. IF YOU WANNA STRUGGLE, CLOWN CAN ALWAYS TEAR YOU APART. YOU UNDERSTAND?”

The agent tried to speak, but all that came out was a small squeak.

“GOOD. NOW H4NK…”

Tr1cky held the agent’s head close to H4nk’s face.

“ARE YOU READY?”

H4nk pulled his mask off. “Yeah.”

“OPEN WIDE!”

H4nk opened his mouth.

“WIDER.”

H4nk’s mouth was open as wide as it could be.

“WIDER.”

“Ah eh!”

“YES YOU CAN, H4NK! OKAY, HERE IT COMES!”

Tr1cky then suddenly shoved the agent’s head into H4nk’s maw. After a few moments of pushing and more shoving, H4nk finally managed to start swallowing. It was a bizarre sight. H4nk sitting on the floor with his head back, Tr1cky still pushing the agent into him. His throat hurt like hell, but there was no way he was backing out. He was finally getting what he wanted.

“KEEP GOING, H4NKY! YOU’RE ALMOST THERE!”

H4nk didn’t even realize that Tr1cky had stopped pushing. He had swallowed more than half of the agent now, his belly expanding with each gulp.

“JUST ONE MORE!”

H4nk gave one final gulp, then gasped for air as the rest of the agent was pulled into his growing stomach. He laid on his back, feeling the agent move around inside him.

“HOOOUUURRP!!! …Hah… holy shit…”

“YOU OKAY, H4NKY?” Tr1cky was kneeling down, patting H4nk’s belly.

“It hurts…”

“IT ALWAYS HURTS THE FIRST TIME. YOU DID SO GOOD.”

H4nk mumbled as Tr1cky rubbed his tummy. He was so full, bigger than he had ever been. That was all that was on his mind right now. So full. Stuffed. Tired. After another belch, H4nk yawned.

“FEELING SLEEPY, H4NK?”

“Mm-hmm…”

“DON’T WORRY. CLOWN WILL TAKE YOU HOME.”

As Tr1cky brought H4nk up to his feet and guided him out the door, the two agents that fled the scene peeked from behind the doorframe.

“…They’re gone, right?”

“Yep.”

“Okay.” The agent breathed in. “What the FUCK just happened?!”

“My question is how we keep surviving.”

“BUT H-HE SWALLOWED HIM WHOLE!!!”

“Calm down. I’m sure the 4ud1t0r knows.”

“How is THAT gonna help?!”

The second agent grabbed the first’s shoulders. “Hey, hey. It’s okay. The 4ud1t0r will come up with a plan, and then they won’t be trouble anymore.”

“…What was that about the 4ud1t0r?”

“…Uh… what happened to your voice?”

~~~

H4nk was drifting in and out of consciousness the whole way. All he could remember was Tr1cky helping him walk, Tr1cky’s room, something soft, and the clown talking to him, but he couldn’t remember what he said.

Once he awoke, he realized where he was. He was back in Tr1cky’s room, laying on a large bean bag with Tr1cky sleeping on top of him, cuddling him. How much time had passed? H4nk’s stomach had shrunken down, but Tr1cky still looked stuffed. His belly was smaller than it was, but still large enough to weigh down on H4nk.

Then, before H4nk knew it, his hand was running across the skin on Tr1cky’s stomach. Even though the clown had rough skin, he was still soft and squishy. He looked kind of… cute, in a way. H4nk kept absentmindedly rubbing Tr1cky’s belly, beginning to fall back asleep when the clown stirred. He began mumbling.

“…MMM… IT FEELS… SO GOOD, J3BBY… KEEP GOING…”

“…Clown?”

“WHA— H4NK…?”

“Uh, I was just—“

“CLOWN DIDN’T TELL YOU TO STOP. PLEASE KEEP GOING…”

H4nk kept at it, rubbing circles into the clown’s soft belly. Tr1cky sighed out of pleasure, moving up to nuzzle H4nk in his neck. H4nk’s face flushed red.

“H4NKY… CLOWN LOVES YOU…”

H4nk stopped. Did Tr1cky really just say that?

“…What? Say that again.”

“CLOWN LOVES YOU.”

He didn’t mishear anything. Tr1cky… loved him? H4nk was taken aback. Sure, the clown had been a huge help lately, but love? Shit, were they even friends? What should he say? What should he do?

“…I…”

“YEAH, H4NK…?”

H4nk leaned in, giving Tr1cky a “kiss” on the head. Tr1cky lightly gasped, lifting his head up to face H4nk. As he stared up at the clown, H4nk began thinking. The two of them WERE getting along well recently. Plus, he had just given him what he wanted, right? Maybe being with Tr1cky wouldn’t be so bad.

“…I think… I love you too…”

Tr1cky’s face gained a dark blush. He kept gazing into H4nk’s eyes for a while. Then he suddenly closed the gap between them. H4nk’s subsequent shock melted away.

It felt… nice. He liked where this was going.

[tommyheavyshield]

“Fuck!”

It’d been a month now and still Dylan couldn’t get used to not having his powers.  It made smoking so much less fun - he had to actually go out and purchase a lighter.  And it took him awhile!  He didn’t even know where to look at first, it took some walking around before finding one in a regular old convenience store.  How embarrassing was that?

Classes weren’t for some time and there was no way in hell he was taking a winter course, not when there was much to explore and see while he had the free time.  Yesterday he took a lap around as much of the island as he could - he got tired close to the 75% mark - and today was touring the downtown area some more, seeing what he could remember.  There were a strip of bars, some bakeries and cafes, clubs that looked kinda fun.  It wasn’t long before he sat himself on a bench, after painstakingly trying to light his cigarette with the snap of his fingers, like he has so many times before, only to when he finally remembered that wasn’t how it worked here.  "Hey!  Hey, you got a lighter?” he asked, leaning behind him, head craned and looking over the back of the bench.  “Or am I supposed to like, offer services for it?  I still don’t really know how this whole thing works.”

Tommy couldn’t help jumping when the guy next to him suddenly swore loudly. He functioned pretty much normally in the world these days, having left his mute, scared self behind. But did you really ever just leave that part of you behind? He liked to think so. He set the notebook he’d been scribbling in down and dug into his backpack. Fuck, he really needed to clean it out. Finally locating a years old lighter from the very bottom, he swung around and offered it to the guy with a smile and a raise of his eyebrow. Just because he could speak now, didn’t mean he was fond of initiating a verbal convo with someone. The question deserved an answer though. Suddenly finding yourself a slave on the island was a real bitch. “Ahh, yeah, kind of mostly. I mean they are pretty fucking serious about the slave thing.” He shrugged sympathetically. He didn’t mind it himself, but he was aware that it was still fucked up even if he was kind of a natural. “You new?”

@fire-starterdylan

[minniespage]

icky ૮꒰⑅ ˊ ᵔ ˋ ⑅ ꒱ა

“Papa I don’t feel good” Min, tears leaking from her eyes. “What’s the matter baby?” Papa inquired. “ Ma head hurts, my back, and ma eyes too” Min cries out. “I-I tired …. so tired” Tears run down their face, along with a runny red nose. “Aw baby come here and let me rub you down” Papa pulls out the Vicks, and starts to rub the teary-eyed child down. “ I told you to zip up your jacket didn’t I Min?” “Yes Papa you did” “ I know you were excited to go out today, but you need to have your jacket zipped because it’s cold outside, and you’re a sensitive bub okay?” “Yes Papa.” “ Good. Now let’s get some OJ in your system, and put you under the covers” “ Thank you Papa” “ Of course bun”

+ bonus

mins breathing was ragged and uneven as she slept fitfully. poor baby. she gets sick so easily. I should have zipped her jacket up… now look at her.

*gets a cool wash cloth and puts it on her increasingly warm forehead*

+ bonus x 2

min stirs for a bit "you're not mad at me?" “for..” “getting sick and now you have to take care of me. im sorry- I’ll get better quicker. promise!”

papa being so baffled and not being able to fathom how min would think they'd be mad for being sick when it's out of their control. “min darling…..

after her little speech, min coughs uncontrollably as if she used up the last of her energy apologizing.

papa hurriedly gets the glass of water from the side table and guides it to her gasping mouth.

after getting min situated papa continues “ baby it’s not your fault! you shouldn’t be sorry for getting sick. and you don’t have to be hurry to feel better- I’ve got you. don’t worry papas here.” ❤️‍🩹

‎︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶

໒꒰ྀི ◞‸◟ ꒱ྀིა yes soft hours are open!

꒰ 🫧‌ . . . ꒰ ♡ :

🥹

question of the day: do you get sick easily?

mins answer: yes i do! I went outside with my friend with maybe an open jacket and and skirt with no stockings and it was 30 degrees and I was like I’m fineeeee- red nose, red hands, and I’m fine •five seconds later• immmmm coldddssss i wannnt too go home🥹🧍🏻‍♀️

‎︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶

now playing ❪ ៸៸ ✰ ❫. ━━ Style by Taylor Swift

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ im sleepy z ᶻ ᶻ ᶻ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

i really am- i was too excited yesterday idunno why- dancing up and down and screaming- and now im so tired ahh my poor body - this is why I banned myself from the gym I don’t when to stop :(

if you saw me fall on my story no you didn’t 🫵🏻📸📸📸🧍🏻‍♀️

reminder :

I’m so glad you all are alive , here , and healthy ! Thank you for making this world a brighter place ! don’t give up ! You’re needed here ! Always! 🤍🌱

‎︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶

my partners in crime!:

‎︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶

tags ✰.ᐟ nuuu peeking ꒰ᐢ ›̥̥̥ ๑ ‹̥̥̥ ᐢ꒱

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

((Is the rib fest thing from my post yesterday hehe))

While they were distracted, Collin flew away to find the King and Queen of Hell who were still at the rib fest.

Adam was just finishing up what was his sixth plate, he found it amusing that people thought that a woman could pack away so much food.

Collin: Your hellish majestys!

Adaline: Oh for fuck sakes I can't even eat in peace now?

Luicfer: Beat it cherub

Collin: I come in peace I swear!!

Adam and Lucifer shared a look.

Adaline: You have one minute before I shove this rib bone up your ass.

Collin: Ahh! Okay! Cletus and Keenie and those Agents won't stop until they have stopped you. I believe you when you say you just want a vacation, the truth is...... Cletus and Keenie have changed since we got locked out of heaven....

Adaline: Woah, locked out? What did you do kill someone?

His silence was all the answer he needed.

Adaline: You guys killed a human.

Collin: It was an accident! Those imps were...... Not important right now. I just wanted to warn you guys, I'm just..... Tired of everything and we lied to those humans.

Lucifer: Well thank you for the heads up. But we can handle them.

Adaline: And if Cletus tries too hard I will punch him again. It's been long coming.

(Queen Adam AU Part 10)

*every couple centuries it became fashionable for high ranking demons of Hell to travel to Hell disguised as humans, they liked seeing how far humanity progressed in one way or another and now was thar time in Hell where it was fashionable*

Stolas: You really weren’t thinking of taking Adam to see Earth? I would think he would be interested in it, he did kick start humanity after all.

Lucifer: That is a good point, he deserves to have fun.

Stolas: Then you should do that for him, he deserves to have fun.

*Lucifer returned home, he saw Adam relaxing on the couch playing some video games, when Adam saw him, he paused the game and smiled at him*

Adam: How was your day?

Lucifer: It was nice, I was thinking of going on a vacation with you.

Adam: To where?

Lucifer: To Earth.

Adam: How are we going to do that, as fallen angels we would stand out on Earth.

*Lucifer snapped his fingers*

Lucifer: ALAKAZAM!!!!!!!!!

*Lucifer became what he would have looked like if he was a human, he now had fair skin and his eyes were blue like when he was an angel*

Adam: Bad ass, can you do that for me?

Lucifer: Of course I can love. Question is, do you want to look like a man or woman?

Adam thought about it for a moment: Woman, let's give it a go.

Lucifer snapped his fingers and Adam now wore a human disguise as a woman with long beautiful curves, long flowing brown hair that reached his waist, large breasts and a nice ass that were all Adam.

Adam: Wow, hey even my voice is different.

Lucifer: Yes it would sound funny if you still had your normal voice. What's your woman name going to be my dear?

Adam: Why not Adaline?

Lucifer: A name as beautiful as you. Now there is a catch. Since I'm the one disguising you, it's important you stay close. No more than 60 feet away. After that your appearance will start to go back to normal.

Adaline: Okay I'll stay close by. Thank you Luci this will be so fun!

Lucifer: Shall we my dear?

Adaline: We shall.

Adaline took Lucifer by the arm as a portal opened up and they walked onto the sandy beach of earth.

[arc-misadventures]

There was a Ask that went along to this, but I accidentally deleted it. Sorry to whoever that was!

But its been an age since I last did one of these, and I know just what to do~!

Met The Family: Ruby

Ruby: Mom, have you seen…!! MOM?! W-What the hell are you doing?!

Ruby walked into the living room to find her mother, Summer Rose, straddling her boyfriend to the couch as she was previously passionate kissing him, as he slowly started to undress her. Ruby’s cries of alarm broke them from their intimate embrace, as Jaune look at his girlfriend with an embarrassed expression, all the while, summer smiled like she found heaven on earth.

Summer: Hi sweetie~! Do you need something?

Ruby: W-What are you…?! Why are you kissing my boyfriend?!

Summer: Oh this~? Well, you got to have fun all day yesterday, and I’ve been alone for so long… So can’t Mommy have some fun with Daddy too~?

Ruby: EH??!!! Y-Y-You heard us?!

Summer: You weren’t as quiet as you think you were, my little rosebud. But, I think that’s more so Daddy’s fault than yours, and I can’t wait to find out~! Maybe he’ll give you a sibling, or two along the way; Doesn’t that sound nice dear?

Ruby: I…?! I-I ?! J-Jaune what do you think of… This?!

Jaune: W-W-Well… I was going to wait for you before anything happened so I could hear your thought on all of… This! B-But you were taking too long, and your mother couldn’t wait any longer, so…

Summer: And, I’m tired of waiting any longer! Ruby, give us your answer before I start riding him like the stallion that he is!

Ruby: O-Okay! You can… Do that… B-But can I play with, Daddy afterwards…?

Summer: Mmm… Nope~!

Ruby: What?! But, why, why don’t I get to play with, Daddy after you?!

Summer: Because when he’s done with me, it’ll be your, Mom’s turn next~!

Jaune: Wait? I thought you were, Ruby’s mom?

Summer: I am sweetie~!

Jaune: The who are you talking about?

: She’s talking about me, love~!

As soon as, Jaune register the voice behind him, his head was enveloped by something’s incredibly soft, and bouncy. And, he knew for a fact that wasn’t any pillow. His eyes turned upward to see a pair of crimson eyes, and a main of black hair, as the woman’s luscious smile stared down upon him.

Raven: Hi~!

Jaune: H-Hi…?

Raven: Summer dear, please get to it. I want to play with Daddy next. It’s been so long since we had such a viral man in our home, I can hardly contain myself~!

Summer: With extreme pleasure my little birdy~!

Jaune: Ahh~!!

Ruby: Grrrrr!!

Ruby: Fine! But, I get him next!

Yang: Sorry Ruby, but I called dibs before you.

Ruby: Yang?! You too?!

Yang: Don’t look so surprised, Rubes. I was going to join you two while we were still at, Beacon. I just never got the chance, until now~!

Ruby: All all of you into my boyfriend?!

RY: Yes~!

Summer: Y-Ohh yes baby, yes~!

Ruby: OHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Ruby: Phooey…

[adoringhaikyuu]

when you hang out with their best friend/teammate without them | 2

characters: suna, akaashi, tsukishima

request: can we get the when you hang out with their best friend/teammate without them for suna akaashi and tsuki?

warnings: nothing, just some kissing and a few possessive boys

notes: ahh my first request!! i’m happy that i wrote something that someone wanted more of haha <3

part one | part two

akaashi:

akaashi likes to have his shit together and he often overthinks things

which is why after concluding that if he finished all his work in one go he’d have more time to hangout with you, he decided to do exactly that

you offered to stay with him while he worked but he knew that you’d end up distracting him (not in a bad way or anything) and that he most likely wouldn’t finish his work on time

so you were temporarily banned from his place until he was done

but you were bored and pouty so you complained to bokuto, knowing he would understand your over-exaggerated reaction

he texted you immediately ‘whaaattt ?? i’m coming over right now!!!’

he showed up ten minutes later to your house, snacks in hand, ready to keep you company and playfully complain about your boyfriend and his best friend 

he insisted on sending him snaps of the two of you pouting at the camera, ‘how could you abandon this cute face, akaashi???’

his arm was wrapped around you and his face was smushed against yours but honestly he didn’t mean to make akaashi jealous, he was just being himself, completely playful and dramatic 

akaashi wasn’t planning on opening the messages since bokuto was always spamming him but when he took a five minute break, he opened them just in case they were important today 

when he saw his best friend practically cuddling you, his brows furrowed and a scowl made it’s way onto his face

since you and bokuto weren’t exactly expecting a response from akaashi, you went on to do other things, showing each other tik toks, and just chatting while you waited for him to finish up. 

it was about ten minutes later that you both heard the doorbell ring. you and bokuto both turned to each other, confused.

“did you order food?” you asked.

“no, i was gonna ask if you did? cause i’m starving––”

“well then who’s that...” you muttered to yourself as you got up to answer the door, bokuto cowering behind you, mumbling about if it was a murderer, phone in hand, ready to call the cops. you can imagine your surprise when you opened the door to find your boyfriend standing there, a scary serious look on his face. 

you blinked in shock, but before you could say anything, bokuto stepped in front of you. “hey hey hey! took you long enough buddy! i was keeping y/n company while you banned her from your house. how could you do that by the way––ow!”

your eyes widened as akaashi smacked bokuto’s head. “shut up bokuto. you can go now.”

bokuto pouted dramatically, “aw what?? we were about to order food,” he turned back to you. “right y/n?” 

suddenly the boy was yanked back and out of the house, a yelp jumping from his throat abruptly and akaashi was standing next to you. “you have food at your own house, why don’t you go there.” he shut the door without another word and turned to face you, ignoring the whining on the other side of the door. 

“what––what are you doing here?” you looked up at him, confused and slightly in awe as he placed his hands on your cheeks and tilted your head to look up at him, his thumbs rubbing your skin gently. 

“wanted to be with you.” he gave you a small smile but you responded with an adorable confused pout.

“but what about your work––”

“i’ll just do it tomorrow, it is saturday after all.” 

“hey when i said that you still insisted on working.” you pursed your lips and narrowed your eyes curiously. “was it because bokuto was here?” 

he looked away, “i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

you laughed. “you know you’re a terrible liar when it comes to me.” 

he slid his hands down to your arms and placed them around his neck before gripping your waist under your shirt. you gasped softly at the feeling of his fingertips against your skin and he smirked down at you. he leaned in until his lips were grazing yours. “again, i have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

before you could even think of a response, his hands were pulling you flush against him and his lips were on yours, taking your breath away. you moaned into the kiss and he groaned, his fingertips digging into your skin as he slid his tongue into your mouth expertly.

just as you got lost in his touch, you heard a small voice from outside. “so are you guys gonna let me back in?”

suna:

so suna is a lazy boy, we know that

and he likes to nap a lot

sometimes he’s just so tired that he forgets to text you before he naps

and today you’re supposed to hang out with him but around 3pm he stopped answering, so you knew he was taking his usual afternoon nap and if you went by his place, he wouldn’t be able to answer the door

so you decided to go out and get some snacks on the way to his house, planning to take your sweet time and let your boy rest

by coincidence, you ran into atsumu at the shop and he insisted on staying with you... and eating some of suna’s snacks 

it’s about a little while later that you make your way over to suna’s place, texting him to make sure he’s awake

when suna opened his door, the subtle smile dropped from his face when he realized you’re not alone. he raised a brow and looked over to his friend, “i don’t remember inviting you.” 

you pursed your lips, scolding your boyfriend’s bluntness. “suna–”

atsumu shrugged, a grin on his face. “i was keeping your girl company and thought i’d be a gentleman and walk her over here.” 

suna raked his eyes over atsumu lazily, clearly unamused. “yeah thanks. you can go now.” 

the blonde pouted dramatically. “oh what? come on, you’re not gonna invite me in?” he put his arm around you and gave you puppy dog eyes. “come on y/n, convince him for me?” 

you managed to turn for a split second to realize how close he had gotten to you before you were pulled out of his arms and into the warmth of the house. you blinked and suddenly you were under suna’s arm, facing a wide-eyed atsumu. 

next thing you know, the door was shutting in his face. you turned to suna and he simply shrugged and took the bag from your hands. “you brought snacks,” he smirked. “you’re the best.” he put it down on the table and tilted his head as he looked down at you curiously, trying to seem nonchalant, but his narrowed eyes gave him away. “why were you with him?” 

you tried to hide your smirk as you answered him. “went to get you some snacks while you were asleep and ran into him at the shop.”

his eyes reduced down to slits as he watched the playful look in your eyes. “why?” you smiled. “were you jealous?” 

he walked over to you slowly and slid his hand up to your neck, gripping it softly but firmly as he tilted your head up towards him. he made a show of trailing his eyes down from yours to your lips and keeping them there, making your breath hitch in anticipation. 

“less talking, more moaning.” he pressed his lips against yours possessively and had you melting and giving in immediately. whatever he wants, he gets. you knew that better than anyone.

tsukishima:

if you don’t believe that tsuki is a dry texter or that he would leave your ass on delivered for several days––i have some news for you

so let’s say it’s a saturday afternoon and while normally you hang out with tsuki basically every weekend, you also know that he was in a pissy mood earlier so you let him cool off

you text him after a little while, asking if you could come over in the middle of your usual tik tok spam and he opens the text, only to leave you on read (only seeing the tik toks, not the actual message)

you just brush it off, thinking he’s still in a mood and decide to find someone else to hangout with

that person just so happens to be tadashi

you two had gotten closer ever since you started dating tsuki so it wasn’t out of the ordinary for you to spend time together

it’s just that normally it would you, tadashi and tsuki

so you can imagine your boyfriend’s surprise when he opens snap to see you and his best friend smiling on your story

he frowns but tries not to let it get to him (spoiler, he fails)

when an hour has passed by and you still haven’t texted him or anything he gives in and messages you first, a blunt ‘when are you coming.’ 

you take that as a sign that he finally wants you to come over and since you and tadashi were ready to wrap things up, you make your way over to your boyfriend’s house

almost as soon as you knock on the door, it’s pulled open and you look up to see tsuki looking down at you, his brow raised. it’s silent for a few seconds and you tilt your head in confusion, why did he look annoyed?

before you could say anything he spoke up, “tadashi’s not with you anymore?”

you shook your head. “no––oh i’m sorry should i have invited him?”

he scoffed only confusing you further and without another word, he took your hand and pulled you into the house. still silent, he took your jacket for you and put your shoes away as well. you smiled up at him when he stood up straight and you could see the slight blush he was trying to hide.  

he walked ahead to sit on his couch and you followed, choosing to sit with a little space between the two of you, since he hadn’t seemed to cool off completely yet and you knew how much he valued personal space. little did you know, you were only making things worse. 

he stared at you, brows furrowed and you stared back, eyes curiously wide. “why are you all the way over there?” 

you smiled and got up to sit in his lap, feeling satisfied as he opened his arms up for you to get settled. you kissed his cheek and looked at him. “i know i saw you yesterday, but i missed you today, you know?” 

he rolled his eyes, “yeah sure.” 

“don’t roll your eyes at me,” you laughed. “you’re the one who didn’t wanna hang out with me.” 

he paused. “what are you talking about?”

“i asked you if i could come over and you left me on read.” you played with his hair mindlessly as you spoke. “but it’s okay, i know you get cranky sometimes.” you smiled fondly but he was serious as ever.

“i didn’t leave you on read?”

“yeah you did.” you tilted your head. “i thought you did it on purpose.” he frowned and you took your phone and scrolled through your conversation, before showing him the text you’d sent hours before. he read over the text and blinked a few times before looking away. he tightened his hold around you slightly. 

“i’m sorry... i didn’t see.” 

you put your hand on his cheek and made him look up at you. “aw baby is that why you’ve been so moody since i got here? you thought i didn’t wanna spend time with you?” 

he swallowed as he looked into your eyes, the vulnerability he was trying to hide in his gaze telling you everything you needed to know. “tsuki, you know i always wanna be with you.” you smiled and pressed your lips against his for a gentle kiss which he clearly appreciated. his hand gripped your thigh firmly as his other arm pulled you closer to him to prolong the kiss. 

when you pulled away, he looked up at you. “do you think...you could stay over tonight?”

he tried to keep a nonchalant and unbothered exterior but once you agreed and gave him that precious smile, he couldn’t stop the small smile that spread on his face, even if he tried. 

[chocolatechimsugakookie2]

Z messing around gone wrong

Based on one of my headcanons for Z requested by @call1me2awesome3

As 1:00pm came around Aaron Z finally woke up after sleeping in for their day off.

*groaning and stretching*

Z: Damn… it’s one already? *he says while looking at the clock*

Z gets out of bed and makes his way downstairs. As he makes it to the kitchen to get juice he notices Jesse prepping to make something.

Jesse: Sup Z, you look tired bro

Z: yeahhh not gon lie to you I just woke up *he says while yawning a little*

Jess: Seriously dude? It’s literally 1:23pm *laughing*

Z: Ha I know! the moment management said 2 days off, all I thought about was my bed, shooting hoops, and my bed.

Jesse: You said “my bed” twice?🤨

Z: oh trust me I know🙂

Jesse: *chuckles* you and Tae both… just look at him

They both turn their heads towards a sprawled out Tae knocked out and slightly hanging off the couch with a bit of drool

Z: sheesh, he needs to tell me what brand of melatonin he got

Jesse: puh-lease, the brand is called ‘OverWatch’ because he was on the game all night fucking long😒

Z: sounds about right. Anyways whatchu making?

Jesse: oh just cookies since my kids are coming over

Z: nice, I’ve been wanting to see them, they play ball better than y’all 😂

Jesse: oh shut up you literally shoot for them🙄, have you seen the chocolate chips by any chance?

Z gets up to help look

Z: umm I don’t think so but I’ll help

Jesse: thanks, I could’ve sworn they were up here

As Jesse opens one of the top cabinets and starts to reach and move other ingredients out the way, Z stands there with a shit eating grin on his face.

Z: hmm idk Jess… maybe they’re right here

*pokes Jesse in the pit of the stretched out arm*

Jesse: AH! *he quickly pulls his arm down and playfully pushes Z away laughing*

Z: *slightly chuckling* okay okay go ahead I’m done🙂

Jess goes to reach for the back of the cabinet again for the chocolate chips but Z ends up quickly tickling Jesse’s rib

Jess: AHAHA! *he laughs and covers his side with the opposite hand* Bruh don’t start something you can’t finish I’m serious *he says smiling*

Z: Alright, Alright I’m done this time for real bro🙂

Jesse: you swear?

Z: On my momma 🙂

Jesse goes to reach again but quickly retracts his arm as Z pokes him again

Jess: OKAY THATS IT!

Z: wait WAIT CHILL CHILL

With wide eyes Z turns to run but was quickly grabbed by Jess who then started to attack Z’s sides

Z: AHH-AHAHAHAHAH STOPPPAHA *basically laughing like a mad man*

Jess: Didn’t I tell you not to start something you can’t finish hmmmm? *he says with a smirk*

Z was laughing so hard he couldn’t even get an answer out! He ended losing balance and falling to the kitchen floor, but that didn’t stop Jesse oh no no no he wanted sweet revenge

2 minutes had went by and Jess was still  taunting and tickling the crap out of Z when finally someone walked in.

Ro: ummm🤨?

Like deers caught in headlights Jesse stops his torturing and Z stops his dying animal noises

Ro: What. Is. Happening?

They both speak at the same time

Z: THE OLD MAN IS TRYING TO KILL ME! *he says sort of out of breath*

Jess: Z WAS BEING ANNOYING

Ro:………Z? Annoying? That don’t sound right, you sure you got the right Aaron?

Z: EXACTLY! He trippin! now get his ass off me!

Jess:……He was being rude

Ro: Now that sounds like Z…… keep going😈

Z: WHAT?!?! NO! HELP!

Ro: No fool you were an ass yesterday AND seeing you weak brings me joy 🥱

Z: I WILL KICK YO AS—AHAHAHAHAHAHA

He gets interrupted by Jesse attacking him for the second time

While Ro smiles from satisfaction T shows up out of no where with a half sleep Tae beside him

T: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT😃

Tae: 😪 is it dinner yet?

This was fun to write! Thanks for the request I hope it’s great 😊

[rainieclown]

DEADLY OBSESSION

michael myers x reader - chapter two: free hostage

three sharp knocks on the door can be heard, and michael lazily looks back over. doctor loomis is standing there, and he looks furious, but michael will stand his ground for you.

tags: fast relationships bc michael is not patient at all, forbidden love, smut, public sex (kinda), fingering, degrading, michael talks more in this one bc he wants you to trust him <3

warnings: yandere themes, exhibition, violence, ptsd themes, nightmares, tazers/gun-like objects

michael stayed up despite his lazy blinks, being tired doesn't bother him. doctor loomis was sat in the room, still trying to get to you, and through michael. "they need to be in their own room, with their nurse, michael. they need to leave." the doctor says calmly, and michael blinks again at the doctor. "we need to take y/n away, you can see each other during your free period." he tries, but michael simply moves, ignoring his doctor as he turns his attention to you. you're sleeping soundly next to him, lips parted slightly as you dreamed, eyelids twitching slightly with each moment. "michael. you have to let y/n leave." loomis crosses his arms and michael shoots a glare at the older male. loomis sighs, getting up. "don't make us sedate you, michael." he warns, stepping closer to the bed carefully. the guards at the door are ready, but michael pays them no mind. "let me take them to their room." he says, gesturing to your sleeping form.

michael tenses as the doctor eases forward, reaching for you carefully. snatching the doctor's wrist is all it took, the guards rush in for loomis's safety, grabbing michael and restraining him as he tries to protect you. a needle pricks his neck and he grunts softly, reaching to pull you from loomis's grasp. you stirred, becoming discontent. michael pushes the guards off, lurching after loomis. your whimpers drive him, yet before he can reach you, he falls to his knees. "y/n!" he rasps, still trying to get to you. the guards push the brunette down, and he grunts as his eyes droop.

you wake up suddenly to miss burnham stroking your cheek softly. you move away from her, catching your breath as you recover from the nightmare. "where's michael?" you ask, searching for him. "are you alright? he didn't hurt you did he?" miss burnham asks, and you furrow your brows. "michael? no!" you shake your head. "there's bruises on your neck, are you sure?" miss burnham says, gesturing to the hickeys. your cheeks heat up as you avert her gaze. "he didn't attack me! we're friends..." you say, unsure of what status michael would give whatever was happening between you both. "hm.. alright..." miss burnham sighs, handing you your medicine. "thanks.. is michael okay?" you ask, and she nods. "he will be, they had to sedate him to keep him away from you." miss burnham replies, and you look at her with shock. "what?! is he alright?" you move to get up, trying to peer into michael's room through your window.

"yes, yes. he's fine. calm down." she rests her hand on your shoulder briefly, letting you pull away. "i wasn't a hostage, why would you sedate him?" you ask, seemingly angry now. miss burnham is taken aback. "because of safety reasons, y/n. he's high security, and you need to be in your own room." miss burnham crosses her arms. "fine." you huff, looking back out the window. "what's on my schedule?" you ask softly, spotting michael as he gets up groggily. he finds your eyes immediately and you smile at him, giving him a small wave. michael doesn't get to respond as miss burnham pulls you away from the window. "come on, first is breakfast." she says, guiding you out the door. "can i sit with michael?" you ask, and miss burnham lets out an exasperated sigh. "if that's what you want." she says softly, letting you grab food and sit at your usual table as she walks off to talk to the guards.

you spot michael walking into the cafeteria, and give him a small smile. instead of getting food, he sits in front of you, much to miss burnham's dismay. "hey, what happened?" you ask softly, glancing at miss burnham as she spoke to someone. michael doesn't answer for a moment, and you look back at him. "michael?" you tilt your head slightly, and michael smiles a bit. "you feeling okay?" he asks, deep voice rough with no use. "yeah, i'm fine." you smile, "i heard you got sedated.. what happened?" you question, glancing at miss burnham once more. "nothing. they took you out of my room. that's it." michael shrugs, but you look unsure. "are you sure? sedation sounds like it sucks." you say softly, and michael's feelings grow with the concerned look in your eye. "i'm fine." he nods, and you sigh. "if you say so.." you mumble, letting michael steal a bit of your water. "so um... about what happened yesterday..." you start awkwardly, and michael stares at you expectingly. "uh.. what is.. this?" you gesture between the two of you, and michael blinks at you. "what do you want?" he asks carefully, and you think for a second. "i.. don't know. i mean we met yesterday, but.. we- y'know." you laugh sheepishly, glancing at michael. "mhm."

"i mean.. to me, you're mine and mine only. got it?" michael says firmly, and you look back at him. "uh.. are you sure? i mean, we just met shouldn't we wait-?" you stammer slightly, face heating up. "i don't care." michael deadpans, and you huff out another small laugh. "okay.." you smile, remembering that this is in fact a mental hospital, and that michael thoughts were different to yours. "that's okay. i mean, we did have sex.." you shrug, craving the feeling of being a teenager again. "mhm." michael's smile is small, yet it's still there.

miss burnham approaches you carefully, glancing at michael. "um, y/n. it's your free period, wanna go watch a movie?" she smiles, and it's so painfully forced. you look up at your nurse with a smile. "uh, sure..! i'll be there in a second." you shrug, and miss burnham hums uneasily. "okay..!" she smiles, walking back to the door. "so, do you have a schedule yet?" you ask, and michael shakes his head. "comes in on friday but i have appointments with loomis everyday at 19:00." he shrugs. "okay.. maybe we can get away with you coming with me." you grin, offering him your hand as you get up. "we can try." michael shrugs, grabbing your hand tightly as he follows you. "uhm. y/n i don't know if he can come-..." miss burnham starts, wanting to pull you from the other patient. "but he doesn't have a schedule and he needs to settle in!" you protest, and the nurse sighs.

"fine. but you're under close watch." she says, leading the two of you to the rec room. mr addison greets you, and you smile softly, much to michael's jealousy. "what you feeling today? lady and the tramp?" he asks, and you hum. "okay." you smile, letting michael pull you from the doctor slightly. "ah, you're new here aren't you." doctor addison smiles, but receives no response. "he's not really talkative." you wave the doctor off, and he hums. "i see. that's fine." he smiles, not catching michael's glare as he lets you two go settle.

you sit on the couch, kicking your legs up as you lean against michael's side, ignoring miss burnham's shocked look. "so, do you have a favorite genre of movies?" you ask, looking up at michael. "horror, easy." he smiles, looking back at you. "oh my god, i love horror but we can't have it here." you reply, smiling. "shame, nothing beats horror." michael shrugs, not even watching the movie. "mhm, i have to say that nightmare before elm street is by far the best one i've seen so far." you say, and michael hums with a nod. "it is good, but consider the hills have eyes." he replies, and you let out a small "ahh!"

"a man of culture." you giggle, letting him drape an arm over you as miss burnham sits on another chair. "so, what're we watching?" she asks softly, glancing at michael. "lady and the tramp." you reply with a shrug as michael regresses into silence. "uhm.. y/n, may i ask you something in private before the movie starts." she gestures to the door. "um, sure?" you look at michael who lets you go reluctantly. she stands by the door with you, and mumbles to you softly. "what's going on with you two? you never let anyone touch you but he's special?" she crosses her arms, clearly suspicious of you and michael. "oh, um... it's just nice to have someone my own age around. no offence." you smile nervously, wanting to go sit down again. "hmm.. okay. but, i have to let you know that relationships are in fact prohibited in this facility." she says firmly. "i know." you nod, moving back to the couch as miss burnham sighs.

you join michael once more, letting him wrap you up in his arms, pulling you onto his lap. "you alright?" he asks quietly. "mhm. just peachy." you sigh, resting your head on his chest and trying to ignore miss burnham's look. "she giving you trouble?" he nods towards your nurse, and you sniffle slightly. "kinda, but it's okay. i'll tell you later." you say softly, not seeing michael's glares as he holds you tighter. "don't worry, she won't bother you soon enough." michael replies, practically hiding you from the staff. "she's just protective, we've been through a lot together." you mumble, wiping your eye with the ball of your palm. michael lets out a small breath at your emotional state, cradling you closer and going to kiss the top of your head. "wait, not while she's watching." you whisper, stopping michael. "why?" he furrows his brows, "because she's already suspicious of us, and romantic stuff isn't allowed here." you look at him.

"hm. i see. i'll get you later though." he teases slightly, and you giggle slightly. "c'mon, watch your movie." he says, moving one of his arms to rest behind his head. you're sitting sideways on his lap, so you could rest on him and watch the tv to avoid too much suspicion. miss burnham didn't like the position the two of you sat in, but you seemed happy, and any progress was good progress in her eyes. "this movie is so... sappy." michael mumbles to you, and you hum. "it's a classic, but nothing beats horror to he honest." you shrug. "mhm." michael agrees, his hand resting on your hip and gently stroking your thigh. "michael, she's gonna get suspicious." you say, grasping his shirt as you look up at him. "they can't stop us." he shrugs, and you fluster at his smile.

you, rest your head against him as his hand continues to caress your thigh softly, his other hand slipping between your legs. "mike-" you whisper, tensing slightly. "sh, they can only see your back so be quiet and stay still." he mumbles, acting nonchalant as his fingers rub your slit through your pants. your breath hitches as you nuzzle into his chest, fingers tightening on his shirt as he teases your clit. you let out a soft hum, voice wavering as you try to stop yourself. "shh. you don't wanna get caught do you?" michael smiles, and you whimper quietly when his hand slips into your pants.

your breathing continues to hitch as his fingertips rub fast circles on your clit, and you have to hide a small moan in his shirt. "you're such a slut, letting me do this to you." michael whispers into your ear, and you whine. "are you gonna be good for me and stay quiet or do i have to stop?" he asks, giving your clit a harsh pinch. you almost gasp at the sensation, resting your hand over michael's larger one as he continues to abuse your bud. "good slut." he whispers, "stay quiet and you can cum." he continues, eyes flickering to the screen as if he wasn't jerking you off with two members of staff in the room.

"michael please, i need more." you beg quietly, trying not to roll your hips into his hand as he chuckles softly. "such a whore for me already?" he teases, one of his fingers slipping down to your wet hole. you swallow a moan as he pushes his finger in, thumb still rubbing your clit as he curls his middle finger up into your g-spot by accident. you gasp this time, catching the attention of miss burnham. "sh." michael hisses into your ear, slowing his movements down to avoid being caught. you hum slightly, tightening your hand over his. miss burnham is still watching, you can feel it. "michael, maybe we should do this later." you mumble, looking back to the screen. "you sure?" he asks softly as he pinches your clit again just to watch you squirm.

"mmmaybe.." you arch your back, but pull it off as you just stretching before settling back. "just make it quick." you whisper, and michael instantly turns up the speed. "fuck.." you whisper, eyes fluttering closed as two more fingers slip into you whilst his thumb continues to stimulate your clit. "mm.. gonna- gonna cum soon." you whisper, grabbing his arm as his fingers roll into you, carefully so your wetness didn't make any noise. "good, cum on my fingers for me." michael replies, not even looking at you as you press your head against his collarbone. "come on, cum on my fingers like the slut you are." he prompts, and you whine as quietly as you can. "don't stop i'm so close." you try to keep quiet, biting michael's collarbone harshly as he continues to fuck you with his digits. "be a good slut and cum." he demands into your ear, and you seize up, effectively stopping his fingers as he slows his thumb down to let you ride out your high.

"fuck- that felt good.." you admit shyly, and michael chuckles, bringing his fingers up to your lips. "quick, before they see." he whispers, and you take his fingers into your mouth, suckling your cum off of them. "good slut." he teases, pulling his fingers from you to wipe off your spit on his pants. "shh." you gently slap his chest, letting him coddle you close. he chuckles slightly, not trying to stay quiet anymore since your activities ended. "get some rest, you look tired." he says softly, and you hum. "don't let me sleep too long." you say, nuzzling close before dozing off. michael looks at miss burnham, who was still staring at him. eventually, she looks away, watching the film. michael looks back to you, an adoring look in his eye as he rubs your back to soothe you into a deep sleep.

time passes slowly, and michael notices your small shuffles first. your brows are furrowed and your hands grasp the fabric of his shirt tightly as you make a small noise. at first, he didn't know what was going on, but it hit him quickly. you were having a nightmare. you hum, mumbling his name softly as you writhe slightly on his lap. "y/n, wake up." michael whispers, shaking you slightly. "mm... michael?!" you whimper, tears catching on your eyelashes. he shakes you awake quickly, hushing you. "sorry.." you sigh, sniffling. "it's alright. it happens." he says softly, tightening his hold on you. "tell me about it?" he suggests, and you shake your head. "no, i'll be alright." you huff slightly, and michael doesn't take that as an answer. "you said my name." he shrugs, and you fluster. "sorry..." you reply. "tell me what happened." he demands now, and you sigh. "it's nothing, michael, honestly." you protest, listening to his heartbeat. "tell me." he whispers, tangling his fingers with yours.

"it was... bad." you start, and michael stays quiet so you could continue. "doctor loomis was there... and he.. it was." you stammer slightly, closing your eyes with grimace. "he was kinda like... torturing you.." you breathe out, and michael hums. "that'll never happen." he says, trying to sound correct so you didn't worry when the truth was: he had no control in this hospital, and that... that terrified him. yet he couldn't worry his new darling. "i know but... it was so... surreal." you mumble, letting him squeeze your hand tightly. when you'd look back over to the tv, you saw that the movie was reaching it's climax. "i have to see what's next on my schedule..." you sigh, looking over at miss burnham who was reading a book she found nearby. you get up from michael's lap, and he follows you. "miss burnham, what's next on my schedule?" you smile at her, and she looks up and smiles back. "let me check." she says, pulling out the paper. "hmm.. aha! art therapy." she smiles, and you nod. "can-?" you can't even finish your sentence. "fine, he can come." she huffs, giving doctor addison a look. "thank you!" you chirp, leading michael to the yellow room.

"he seems to be a good influence on them." doctor addison notes, and miss burnham sighs. "mhm. i just hope there's nothing romantic going on, he is high security and i don't want them getting in trouble." she replies as the doctor approaches her. "it'll be fine. we can keep an eye on them." the doctor smiles, and miss burnham nods before leaving to follow the two of you.

"so, art therapy is quite fun for me because i get to draw what i like, how i'm feeling or what i can remember." you explain, and michael hums softly as you grab your sketchbook. "check it out, pretty neat stuff huh?" you smile, letting michael see some drawings. he hums once more, this time seemingly impressed. "good work." he offers you a small smile, handing it back to you. you grin, leading him over to your table, past doctor piers who greets you loudly. "god, who's that?" michael mumbles to you, and you sigh. "doctor piers, he's very... loud." you reply, sitting michael down in miss burnham's usual seat. "she won't mind if you sit here." you smile, kissing his cheek without thinking. michael smiles slightly as you walk away quickly to grab some art supplies, embarrassed with yourself. doctor piers approaches him, leaning on the table. "i saw that.. but i'll let it slide. it's nice to see happiness here." the bright doctor smiles, and michael huffs as he doesn't even look at the man. "not talkative huh? let me ask, do you like art?" piers continues, not catching the hint. you come back over, resting your hand on michael's shoulder to ease him from the awkward one-sided conversation.

"right... i'll leave you two to it." piers winks, walking off to his desk as miss burnham approaches. "would you like to make something, michael?" she smiles, and michael shrugs. "he can borrow a page out of my sketchbook if he wants to draw." you say, sitting down as you place your pencils down. "i'll watch." he mumbles to you, tangling his hand with what was luckily your non-dominant hand as you prepare a new page. "alright, let me know if you want to talk about any memories or anything." miss burnham smiles, sitting down and finishing her own colouring pages. michael leans against you, resting his chin on your shoulder as he watches you sketch. "can you draw a clown?" he asks softly, his breath tickling your neck. "sure." you brush your thumb idly over his knuckles as you begin adding clown makeup to the person's features. "nice." he huffs out a laugh, lips brushing against your neck slightly. "she's right there." you whisper as quietly as you can to michael who simply shrugs. "oh well.." he mumbles, still watching you draw.

"i like watching you draw." michael says softly, "thanks. your company is nice." you reply, leaning your head against his. "wanna colour him?" you ask softy, pushing your sketchbook to michael. "uh, okay." you laugh at his unsureness. "we can pick the colours, i'm thinking yellow for his ruffle collar." you say, gently tapping the drawing. "mhm, that would look good." michael agrees, catching miss burnham's affectionate gaze that was mainly focused on you. "what about his makeup? i think red for the eyes and blue for his mouth?" you suggest and michael immediately agrees. "okay, i'll let you do it." you smile, pushing the coloured pencils to him. "okay.." he hums, taking the red pencil from the box.

you watch him trace the lines carefully before colouring it in carefully, trying not to mess up your work. it was cute to see him trying for you. "that looks great." you smile, handing him the blue pencil when he was finished with the eye makeup. "do you like clowns?" you ask softly, and michael nods. "yeah, they were always my costume for halloween." he chuckles, and you smile. "that sounds nice, i was always covered in spooky makeup instead." you laugh at the memory. michael breathes out his own laugh through his nose. you look up at miss burnham who isn't paying attention, so you shyly rested your head on michael's shoulder. he hums softly, glancing at you as he continues to colour your drawing.

"you feeling alright?" he asks quietly, and you nod against him. "i'm fine." you hum, starting to sketch something else. michael watches you as he finishes the colours on the clown, adjusting his grip on your hand slightly. you continue to gently brush his knuckles with your thumb as you sketch away, letting michael doodle in the corner with a red pencil. miss burnham gets up, patting your head gently, "art therapy is almost over, make sure nothing's left out." she says to you, moving over to doctor piers. you hum softy as she leaves, pressing slightly closer to michael as he finishes his doodle. it was a knife, and you can't help but giggle. "nice knife." you joke. "thanks." he chuckles, and you feel fuzzy inside. "come on then, i'm gonna get this all put away." you smile, standing up as you manage to slip your hand from his grip.

michael sighs, getting up to help you. miss burnham seems stressed about something, resting her palm against her forehead as she sighs. you stare for a little while longer until michael moves up against your back. "come on, let's sneak off.." he suggests, pulling you away from the two adults. you shudder at his voice, putting your sketchbook away and following him out the door. the two of you track back to doctor addison's office, and michael locks the door this time.

you smile up at him, letting him pull you close and kiss you. whimpering into his mouth, you cup his face as he backs you up against the desk. hopping up onto the desk, you let michael pull your legs around him. you hum softly, letting him grind into you. "raise your hips." he instructs, and you oblige, letting him pull your pants off. "fuck- you look so good." he mumbles, giving you another kiss as he tugs down his own pants past his hips. pressing his tip into your hole makes you moan as you lay back onto the desktop. "mm- please, please give me more-!" you beg, breath hitching as he begins thrusting. michael grunts as you squeeze around him, fucking deep into you as he leans down onto you to kiss you.

"ah- michael!" you yelp, grabbing his arms as you moan. michael hushes you, pushing your shirt up to suckle dark marks onto your tits. one of your hands find his hair as his mouth finds your nipple. you whimper, your other hand moving from his arm to rub your clit. michael's hand comes up to your throat, and you hum softly, letting him give it an experimental squeeze. instead of letting him choke you, you grab his hand, tangling your fingers with his. michael makes a small noise as you twitch around him, pinning your hand next to your head. "fuck-" he grunts, other hand finding your hip to stop you from sliding up the desk. "mm! michael!" you pant, fingers moving in fast circles over your clit, bringing you closer to your climax.

"come on, i know you're close." michael says gruffly, and you writhe under him, tightening your legs around his waist so he couldn't pull all the way out- forcing him into small yet fast thrusts. "fuck.." michael grunts, his grip on your hip bruising as he pulls you closer. he adored every little "ah" you'd let out as he fucks into you, craving more. what truly catches him off guard is the way your hand comes up to rest on his face lovingly, your other hand squeezing his tightly as you cum on his dick. your thighs spasm as you moan out his name, and michael cums too, filling you up. a few bangs on the door make you jump, and you sit up and see miss burnham and doctor addison. your nurse looks pissed, but doctor addison doesn't seem to mind all that much. "unlock the door, y/n!" she yells as you scramble to pull your pants up, michael doing the same with less worry.

"sorry miss burnham!" you reply, but she doesn't seem pleased. "come here, now!" she snaps, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. doctor addison whispers something to her that you can't hear through the door. michael brings your attention back to the room you're in by grabbing your hand tightly as he unlocks the door. as soon as the click is heard, miss burnham storms in, trying to snatch you from michael. "let go of them! you're taking advantage of their vulnerability, aren't you?!" she screeches, managing to pull you from michael's grasp and hiding you behind her. "it's not like that!" you struggle as doctor addison walks in. "now now, nurse burnham. go easy on them, teens tend to do this. you were a teenager once, weren't you?" he quirks a brow, clearly amused by the situation. "oh hush, doctor. relationships are strictly forbidden in the hospital, everyone knows that." she hisses, moving you out the door.

michael isn't pleased at all, his darling was being swept away and that made his blood boil. before you can be dragged far, michael storms after you, grabbing miss burnham's hair to shove her into the wall. she wails and falls over, ankle rolling painfully in her heels. "michael, no!" you yelp, grabbing his arm tightly to prevent him from doing anything. "don't hurt her!" you beg desperately, and michael deflates slightly, wrapping you up in his arms. "i'm sorry." he whispers, kissing the top of your head as he cradles you close. "i didn't mean to scare you." he says softly as you clutch him tightly. "miss burnham, are you okay?" you ask pulling away from michael slightly. "no! get away from him!" she demands, mascara running down her pretty face as her ankle swells. doctor addison is trying to aid her as security approach the scene. michael wants to pull you away, you can tell, but you stand your ground incase he gets into anymore trouble.

"freeze!" the man yells, pulling out a tazer. you whimper at the gun like object, memories flooding back to you. michael's hold grounds you as he hides you from the guards by pushing you up against his chest, fingers gently stroking your scalp to try and soothe you as your breathing picks up and tears drip down your face. "step away from them and put your hands up!" he demands, but michael stands his ground. "i said-!" the guard squeezes the trigger, and michael doesn't even flinch as he focuses on protecting you.

"well well, causing trouble again, mr myers?" the voice of doctor loomis steps over to the scene, his clean shoes clacking against the laminate floors. michael narrows his eyes at the man, moving away with you slightly. "c'mon, hand your little partner over and solitary won't be as bad." he says, and you look up at michael. "just go with them, i'll be in my room when you come back." you smile up at him weakly through your tears, and he seems unsure. "go on, go. i don't want you getting hurt... i promise we can see each other when you're free." you say, ushering him away. reluctantly, michael goes with doctor loomis and you sit next to miss burnham, giving her a tight hug. "i'm so sorry.." you whimper as she hugs you back. "are you alright?" she asks when you pull away, cupping your face in her hands. you nod slightly with a sniffle, helping her up and letting her lean on you as doctor addison stands. "it's probably broken, which means you'll be out of commission for a little while." he suggests, sighing. "what?! but who will take care of y/n?" her eyes widen as you help her to the staff infirmary of the hospital.

when you're in your room, you feel tired and lonely. it's been a long afternoon with doctors running around to find a new carer for you while miss burnham went home to recover. most of all, you were terrified that michael was being treated unfairly. there were sick rumours of doctor loomis mistreating patients, but you'd have to wait and see.

[smutsonian]

Hey,since your writing is amazing can I request a fic where Steve thinks u cheated on him (probably with Bucky) and decides to punish u with rough sex and then he finds out he was mistaken and tries to make it up to u but you weren't having it because trust in a relationship is very important.So it kinda becomes smut+angst (The juicer the better) Thank u💞

mutual trust

steve rogers x reader

summary: you tell steve that without trust, your relationship would always have problems

warnings: smut, angst, jealousy, slight crack fic, ahh that’s it? Tell me if i missed something. Not proofread.

word count: 2.2k

a/n: i wrote two fics today how bout that? (I also cried to times so maybe that’s where I got the motivation and inspiration. Dont worry i cried because of a story and a movie) also, thank you nonnie!

masterlist

“You have to tell him!” Steve hears your harsh whisper just behind the door. Who were you talking to? Why were you hiding? 

 “Why me? He’s your problem!” Steve is surprised to hear his best friend’s voice. He hears Bucky grunt in defeat before a sound made Steve’s heart stop.

“Oh god! That’s so good!” He hears your familiar moans and he wouldn’t believe the voices in his head if it weren’t for Bucky’s words.

 “God, doll! I don’t regret this at all!” Bucky lets out a moan as well before grunting in satisfaction.

Steve listens to your harmonized moans before he decided that he has had enough for it. 

 He’s going to show everyone that you’re his. He’s going to show you and he’s going to show Bucky.

  “Oh god, I am so full!” You let out a cry before plopping on your belly on Bucky’s soft bed.

 “But I want more!” Bucky whines, licking the already clean spoon.

 You scoff at him before letting out a chuckle. 

 “How’d you think Sam will react after finding out that his tub of oh-so-delicious ice cream is gone?” You turn on your back before leaning on your elbows to look at Bucky.

 “He’s probably going to lose it. He’s a very dramatic guy.” Bucky rolls his eyes at the thought before sighing at your next words.

 “Well, too bad that you’ll be the one telling him.” You quickly stand, heading towards his door.

 “Doll, that’s unfair!” He whines once more.

 “Huh? Sorry, can’t hear ya! Gonna go to my lovely boyfriend now. See ya!” You quickly shut his door before prancing towards your shared room with Steve, your lovely boyfriend.

  “Hey, Steviee…” You quickly walk towards your boyfriend before wrapping your hand around his neck and standing on your tippy-toes to place on his lips. He would usually return it with a kiss on your nose but what he did surprised you.

 His giant hand makes its way towards your neck and the next thing you know, you’re harshly pinned against the wall that Steve’s been staring at for hours.

 “S-Stevie?” Steve’s jaw clenches at the way your innocent eyes stared at him. He should’ve known that other men would want a piece of his girl. She’s too enchanting to be ignored.

 “You’re mine. You remember that, okay?” Steve asks, voice threatening but his frown softens a little when you nod at him.

 “Good girl…” He whispers before slamming his lips on yours, tongue forcing their way into you and lapping at your helpless tongue.

 “You belong to me as much as I belong to you, I know you know that…” He grins when you start whimpering against his lips. The hand on your neck tightens slightly while his other hand finds its way up to your skirt and under your soaking panties.

 “Ahh… Is this for me?” Steve asks. 

 “This is for me, right? Not for someone else?” His voice becomes harsher and he forcefully inserts a finger and then another, prying answers from you. He needed you to assure him. He needed to know that you’re wet for him and not his best friend.

 “Y-yes, Stevie! Only you!” Your eyes roll at the sensation of Steve’s fingers and before you could even find release, his hand was pulled out of you.

 “W-What?” You yelp when you’re harshly turned, your chest pressing against the wall while Steve’s hand is now on the back of your neck while the other is rashly pulling his pants off.

 “Want you to feel all of me…” He whispers and before you know it, his cock is piercing through you without end until his full length is inside of you. Your body is trembling but Steve’s body is holding you up against the wall so you wouldn’t fall.

 “You feel me, baby? You feel me deep inside you?” His hand snakes toward your stomach, whimpering and moaning when he pushes on it to feel himself against your skin.

 “So good for me, baby… So perfect for me…” He whispers beside your ear before placing a kiss on your neck and sucking on it like his life depended on it.

 “STEVE!” You scream as he started thrusting into you harshly, making your toes curl in ecstasy. 

 “Oh my god, YES!” Your body continues to rub the wall as he continues to pistol into you but you didn’t care because right now, Steve is making you feel so good. He’s owning you and you’re liking it. He’s never usually rough but now… Now that you’ve tasted it, you didn’t know if you wanted soft Stevie back.

“You’re going to cum for me?” The hand on the nape of your neck snakes to the front so he was pulling your body against his while his other finds your clit, encouraging you to cum around his cock.

 “I can feel your greedy pussy pulsing around my cock, baby. Come on… Cum for me, baby… Milk my fucking cock…” He ruts into you a few more times before you’re crying out loud… and he’s crying out loud… You’re pretty sure that everyone in the compound can hear you but you didn’t care.

 You’re too busy feeling Steve’s liquid filling your stomach.

 “You’re mine, baby… He’ll see. Everyone will see…” He presses a kiss on your forehead as your hooded and tired eyes fluttered shut. He catches you when you pass out, your body limp in his arms as he carried you to bed. Washing you with care as if you’re the most important thing in the world. 

  You wake up feeling sore down there and on your neck but the memories of last night made you smile. Steve really just did that.

 But then you remember Sam’s ice cream and suddenly the smile left your face but a devious one replaces it. What drama will Sam put on now? 

 Feeling a little bad for letting Bucky tell Sam alone, you quickly cleaned yourself up before power walking towards the kitchen where they would probably eating breakfast.

 Your heart started thudding louder at the grunts and the sound of punches being thrown. Sam must’ve been really wanting to eat that ice cream for him to attack Bucky…

 But when you reached the kitchen, it was a scene that you didn’t expect to see. Sam was holding Steve back from getting another blow onto Bucky’s bloody face.

 “S-Stevie?” Your voice makes Steve turn his attention from Bucky to you. His glare turns into a smirk before he shrugs Sam off. He walks towards you before kissing you the same way he did last night. With possession. 

 “Stevie… What’s wrong?” You whisper after pulling away from him.

 He wraps an arm around you before pulling you closer to him. He fixes your hair so the marks he left last night is in full view for anyone, more importantly, for Bucky.

 Bucky scoffs before shaking his head at Steve.

 “You’ve got it all wrong, punk. You have to start listening before things start to get messy for you. You’re starting something you don’t wanna start--”

 “And what is that. Bucky?! You’re the one starting shit here. You’re touching something that’s not yours!”

 “For fuck’s sake, Steve! I’m not fucking your girl!” Bucky’s words made the room quiet, only Steve’s heavy breathing could be heard.

 “W-what are you talking about? Bucky? Steve?” You look at Bucky and Steve in confusion.

 “Steve’s saying that I’m making you cheat on him,” Bucky said with a glare towards his best friend.

 “Wh-Why would you think that, Steve?” Steve’s heart skips a beat at the lack of his nickname on your words.

 “I heard everything yesterday. Y-You… He was moaning in his room with you...” Steve explained and was answered by Bucky’s unamused laugh.

 “Oh, right! We were moaning about how good Sam’s ice cream was. We were deciding who’s going to tell Sam but I guess that’s out of our worries now, ain’t it, doll?” Bucky gives you a faux smile before turning back to a surprised Steve.

 “Wait… You ate my…” Sam opened the fridge and it looked like he was about to say something but he shook his head. 

 “Not the time, Sam… This is not the time…” He tells himself before looking back at the three of you.

 “Well, it’s all just a misunderstanding… We can all just forget about it and--” He was cut off by your big movements. You pried Steve’s arm away from you as you stepped back with a look on your face. Whatever it was, Steve didn’t like it.

 “Y-you think I’m cheating on you? But you just… Last night…” Your eyes widened in realization and Steve shook his head immediately, knowing what you’re thinking.

 “I can’t believe you! W-What were you trying to accomplish, Steve?! You did all that just to prove a point?! And there I thought you were actually doing it for me, you asshole!” You cried before turning towards Bucky. 

 “I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess. I didn’t know that I wasn’t allowed to enjoy some time with my friends.” You sob before turning towards Sam.

 “I’ll replace your ice cream, Sam… I’m sorry as well…” The guys watch as you let out a tired sigh while Steve tried to reach for you.

 “Baby… It’s not like that! I-I did it for you! For us!” Steve pulled you into a hug, refusing to let you go. Refusing to let you walk out of his life.

 Sam gave Bucky a look and then they walked out of the kitchen, giving you and Steve some privacy.

 “You don’t trust me enough that you’d think I’d cheat on you?” Your voice was broken and Steve’s heart couldn’t bear it.

 “No! I mean, yes… I trust you, baby! I just don’t trust Bucky with you! I don’t trust anyone with you! People would do anything to take you away from me and, and--”

 “And you don’t trust me enough that you think that I’ll let them take me away from you? Do I make you feel like that? Am I doing things that make you think that I’ll do that to you?” You cry as he shakes his head.

 “No, baby… It’s just me being… me. I’m being ridiculous, I’m sorry. There’s no excuse for being an asshole. Please, forgive me.”

 “You don’t trust me, Steve. There will always be a problem if you don’t trust me, Steve….” Your voice started to become dismissive and it scared Steve endlessly.

 “I-I know… I know, baby… I’ll be better. Please. I trust you. I fucking do! I’m just scared, okay? I don’t want anyone taking you away from me. It’s not just Bucky, okay… That was a mistake. I know you two would never do anything like that. There’s just always a threat when I’m around and I don’t trust myself to be able to protect you all the time. I love you too much and I can’t afford to lose you, okay? Baby, I fucking love you too much…” He starts to cry as well, his hold on you becoming tighter and desperate.

 “You have to start trusting me, Steve… I know what I’m getting into and I won’t let anything happen to me, to you, or to anyone else here. You have to start trusting me, Stevie. If we want this to work, you’ll have to trust me…”

 Steve eagerly nodded, his chin hitting your head slightly, finally glad to hear that nickname again.

 “I promise. I fucking promise. I’m sorry for being a fucking asshole. There’s no excuse and I will forever be making up for it.” He pulls away to look at your face, slightly feeling better at the now loving look on your face.

 “I’m just hoping that you trust me enough to give me a second chance…” He tilts his head to the side, smiling sadly yet cheekily at you.

 “That’s the thing, Stevie…” You sighed exasperatedly as you looked down at the floor.

 Steve’s heart shattered at the action. Were you going to deny him? Leave him?

 His heart stopped when you turn to look at him with a teasing smile.

 “I’ve always trusted you. Until now, I trust you with my life and my heart but please… For the love of Sam’s delicious ice creams…. Would you please just trust me? Trust your friends… Not everyone is out to do you wrong, Stevie…” You smile at him before letting him pull you back in his arms, your arms wrapping around his big frame.

 “Thank you. And do trust you, baby. I promise to not be a coward anymore…” He chuckles before kissing the top of your head, whispering endless thanks for taking him back.

 “You won’t regret it…” Steve whispered.

 “Yeah, but she’ll regret eating my ice cream!” Sam’s voice was heard followed by an ‘ow’ when Bucky slaps his head.

 “Glad to have you back, punk.” He grins at Steve as Steve smiles at him apologetically. 

 “Sorry…” Steve whispers as they too shared a hug.

 “Just treat your girl right, punk.” Bucky smiles at Steve then at you.

 “I will,” Steve replied assuringly before pulling you closer to him. He’ll do anything and everything for you.

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[ratmonky]

Love Loser

Word Count: 7.7K

Warnings: Obsession, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Chikan, Breeding, dub-con

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“Be careful and don’t forget that a professional sorcerer is going to pick you up from the station,” Gojo hugged both Megumi and you. “Don’t talk to strangers and don’t waste your allowance on junk food.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Megumi pushed him away. “We’re going to ride on the train for only two hours, what’s the worst that can happen?”

“It feels like just yesterday when I met you two…” Gojo smiled, ignoring Megumi, and gave a dreamy sigh, still hugging you. “Now, you’re leaving me~”

“We’re gonna come back,” Megumi mumbled. “You know that.”

“He likes to be dramatic.” You finally broke the hug. “Do you want me to say anything to Yuuji?”

“Tell him to come back!” Gojo pouted his lips, wrapping his arms around himself. “It’s because of him that all of my students are leaving.”

“Wasn’t it you who sent him away to train with that sorcerer?” Megumi didn’t need an answer.

Gojo paused and his arms went limp, falling to his sides. “Yeah…”

“Did they leave?”

A familiar voice made you turn around. There she was, you had thought she wasn’t going to make it. With the biggest smile on your lips, you threw yourself in Nobara’s arms.

“Ahh, listen, listen, (name)! You have to bring souvenirs!” She was practically yelling in your ear and embracing you tightly. “I’m gonna miss you so bad.”

“We’re going away only for a week...” Megumi rolled his eyes.

Gojo leaned to whisper to Megumi’s ear. “They like to be dramatic.”

A loud whistle tore the chatter of the crowd in the train station.

It was time.

While Megumi took your bag from the ground and threw it over his shoulder to give you a little longer time to embrace Nobara, the two of you were giggling over something he couldn’t hear.

Another whistle came, only then you managed to let go of your friend to follow Megumi to get on the train. You stood in front of the closing doors to wave at your teacher and friend.

They waved back, Nobara blew you a kiss and it made you giggle.

Megumi lazily waved at the two through the door’s glass window as the loud whistle once again was heard. The train started rolling forward.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the two until Megumi pulled you toward a seat.

“This is exciting,” you smiled. “I wonder what kind of place Yuuji is staying at.”

“Yeah.”

“Yes to what?” you chuckled. “Is it exciting or-”

“It’s exciting,” Megumi said firmly. “I’m also curious about what the place is like.”

~~~

“Sometimes I wonder if that guy has a brain,” Megumi huffed and put his hand on his hip in annoyance. “I’ve never seen this professional sorcerer before so how did he think we were going to recognize him somehow?”

You agreed with a small chuckle but it turned into a gasp. Your eyes landed on a familiar spiky pink hair. A smile tugged at your lips as you dropped your bags to run forward.

“(name)-?” Megumi stood there in shock as you ran towards the man who was waiting with open arms.

“Yuuji!” You jumped into his arms and as soon as Yuuji caught you, he spun around laughing.

“I missed you!”

Yuuji let you down and held your hand instead as you walked over to Megumi.

He was frowning while Yuuji grabbed all of your bags to carry them himself.

“The sorcerer training me is out of town today. He’ll be back in two days. He told me to come and get you two to his house,” Yuuji simply explained. “How ya been doing?”

“Fine,” you said.

“Terrible,” Megumi groaned.

“Good,” Yuuji snickered.

~~~

A professional sorcerer’s house was more cramped than you thought it would be. Megumi and Yuuji had to share a futon together and sleep in the same room as you.

“You lived like this for a month already?” Megumi grimaced at the messy room.

Yuuji proudly smiled. “What? You can’t handle not sleeping in your own giant private room?”

“Don’t fight on our first day together!” You yelled from the kitchen.

Yuuji entered the room and leaned on the counter, watching you quietly.

You didn’t look up at him since you were cooking but he was oddly quiet. Finally, you asked what he wanted.

“I missed you.”

~~~

The village Yuuji was staying at was located very close to the mountains.

You were checking the map, “Our trail is starting here.” You pointed at the map on the ground, circling the small green spot with a red marker. “That’s our exact position,” you muttered. “We’ll go up to the mountain until this part.” You marked another spot on the map which was very far away from the current position, then slowly tapped the marker on the destination.

You gave a contented sigh, the cool air of the summer breeze was creeping on all of you as you folded the map and looked up, “Any questions?”

“No.” Yuuji jumped on his spot, “Let’s get going.”

You were the only one without a large backpack but you were carrying the necessity bag and the firewood was given into your care. It was all pretty heavy but it wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle.

Yuuji was leading the way, while Megumi was at the end making sure that nobody fell behind, which only meant you, since only you weren’t able to keep up with the others’ pace. You were right on one thing, hiking was very difficult and tiring. You were already drenched in sweat and it had been only half an hour. You took a deep breath while trying to walk up the trail, avoiding all the rocks and weird-looking plants.

Yuuji found a nice opening to take a break and eat lunch. The moment he put his backpack down he could see the two of you cheer with exhaustion, he laughed. “We’re going to eat lunch, we’re not there yet.”

Huffing, you sat on a big rock while Yuuji was taking out the lunch from the basket. Megumi handed water bottles to each of you. You took one and drank the whole bottle in one go, wiping your sweat to the ends of your shirt while lifting it, omitting the way Megumi was blushing.

~~~

“We made it!” you cheered.

The large clearing you arrived at was covered by tall trees and there were large rocks laid in a circle in the middle of the clearing. Yuuji claimed that it was from when he came here with his friends from the village before. It was simply a really popular camping spot but Megumi wasn't sure if he only eaned to bring you all here because there was a fire pit ready or for another reason. The plan was to have a nice hike and a picnic before returning back, you weren't going to camp here. 

“You should check the view from that cliff.” Yuuji pointed towards the north with a smile. “It’s gorgeous, I’ve never seen anything like its view, it’s enough to make anyone tear up!”

“Where?” you asked, handing him a bottle of water.

“It’s like ten minutes that way.” He pointed north again. “I’m pointing at it, can’t you see?”

“Well, I thought you were going to give us the exact directions if it was located somewhere tricky and-” Megumi was walking inside the forest slowly without saying anything, “Wait, Fushiguro!” you yelled at him for not waiting and dropped your bags next to Yuuji.

He stopped walking, you caught up to him and you walked deeper into the forest together.

It was dead quiet. If it wasn’t for the shaking of the trees and the sounds of the cicadas, you would feel uncomfortable. Megumi liked the silence, it was peaceful.

Only a couple of minutes of walking later, you realized, the view from the cliff was breathtaking.

“I’ve never seen anything like this before.” You couldn’t hide the excitement in your voice. The sunlight made everything look like a painting, the colors of the trees and grass were an impossible bright orange.

Megumi nodded in agreement. “It was worth the walk.”

“Right? I thought he was overexaggerating but it’s actually prettier!” you gave a light chuckle. “I’m glad we got to see it together.”

“Yeah.” His gaze hesitantly dropped to your hand. A million thoughts went through his mind and he wanted to reach for you, taking your hand in his and holding it tightly. He wondered what you would do, you would just laugh and let him hold your hand as if it was no big deal.

To you it didn’t mean anything to be with him at this moment, enjoying the view and standing beside him. But to Megumi, it was heavenly yet not enough. He wanted to enjoy more time together or even spend years together. He knew once both of you graduated, you would go different ways but he desperately needed to stay with you.

He knew his life wouldn’t be the same without you in it.

“Fushiguro,” you said, voice quiet and soft. “I think I have someone I like.”

His body jolted, gaze lifting up to your face. You were blushing faintly.

“Who?” His voice was faint, not very like him. Clearing his throat, he asked again. “Who?”

You put your hands on your cheeks and closed your eyes with a grin. “Ahh, it’s so embarrassing.”

From the way you were blushing, he knew who it was.

I like you too.

He wanted to say it out loud. Megumi started blushing as well when he opened his mouth. “I-”

“It’s Yuuji!”

Why?

Megumi’s eyes widened, the view he had thought to be gorgeous was turning into a glimpse of hell and your lovely expression on your face nearly made him retch.

Why?

“That’s why Nobara wanted me to come here with you, she keeps telling me to say something but I’m just soooo embarrassed! I mean, I wanna be with him before that happens.”

Why him?

Your words didn’t reach him anymore, even if they did, he couldn’t register what they meant. Each word was something he couldn’t comprehend when put together, it felt like he was going insane.

Why him but not me?

As long as he treasured this time you had together, to him it would be enough. He didn’t have to be with you forever. He was fine just being friends.

Right?

“I’m gonna confess to him, Nobara thinks he likes me and-”

“Don’t.” Megumi turned to face you completely, his head was dizzy.

“Why not?” You were smiling, oh how cute. Knowing why you were smiling like this made his throat clench. “Don’t you think he likes me?”

“No,” he firmly responded. Your smile faltered, lips pressing together in worry. He had to do it. He had to do something. He was desperate to do something. “He likes Kugisaki.”

I love you more than he ever could.

“Oh,” you said, gaze dropping to the ground. “I… I never noticed.”

“I know it because he told me. You shouldn’t get in between him and her.” His tone was colder than ice. He realized how badly his hands were shaking and quickly put them in his pockets to hide them from your view.

“I see,” you whispered. Perhaps, your best friend liked him too. It would be cruel to prevent them from getting together. Yes. Although it hurt, you were fine. Fine.

Your vision blurred with tears.

Ah.

Hastily, you wiped your tears and turned to look at the view one more time. Although your tears didn’t stop, Megumi didn’t want to say anything since he was fighting with his own demons but he couldn’t stand watching you cry.

“(name)?” You didn’t respond, so he took a step closer to you. “Hey,” he tried calling for you again and this time you flinched. You wiped your tears away with your forearms before turning to face him.

“I’m fine.” You beamed up at him despite how red your eyes were.

His eyes fixated on the ground in front of him. He was troubled, unable to look you in the face. “It’s not the end of the world.” His voice was calm.

“It still hurts.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, Fushiguro.”

Yuuji was placing big smooth rocks around the fireplace that was already lit when the two of you returned. He smiled at you, “Took you two long enough.”

“Yeah, it was prettier than I thought.” You took a blanket out from one of the bags and spread it on the ground.

“You’re okay?” Yuuji asked, raising a brow. “Your eyes are red.”

Nodding, you brushed it off with a lie, “The view made me tear up.”

He laughed and patted on your back. “Told you!”

~~~

“Todo was very interested in (name) today, huh?” Yuuji said as they were walking to their dorm.

Megumi hummed. 

“I mean, she’s kinda cute, I’m not sure.” He laughed and then stopped in front of his friend, blocking the way. “Actually, scratch that, she’s very cute.”

A disgusted expression settled on Megumi’s face but he shook it off instantly. 

“What do you think of her?”

“She’s my friend.” Megumi sounded… conflicted.

“What’s with the pause?” Yuuji chuckled.

Megumi was trying to walk around him to get to his room so he could avoid this pointless conversation altogether but Yuuji was barely giving him any space to move around the hallway.

“I think I like her,” Yuuji stepped in front of him once again as he had just managed to walk past him, “(name) is pretty and I like her.”

“Do you like her only because she’s pretty?” Megumi’s anger was starting to turn towards his friend even though he wasn’t the reason for his anger. “What do you like about her exactly?”

For a while, Yuuji couldn’t speak. His brows furrowed in anger because he didn’t know what to say. 

“I think we both know the truth now.” Megumi looked down at Yuuji, sending him a warning glare.

The color drained from Yuuji’s face but he tried not to show his shock on his face. 

They glared at each other for a moment before Megumi let out a sigh. “But, you know what Itadori?” He didn’t wait for an answer. “I believe she deserves someone better than you.” He walked past his friend and into his room, leaving Yuuji behind, alone with his thoughts.

As soon as he closed the door, he collapsed on the floor with his hands covering his ears. 

This wasn’t supposed to happen. 

Why? Why? WHY?

~~~

Neither of you confessed to each other in the passing years.

Megumi made sure of it.

~~~

“Ahh, I’m jealous! You two already kissed?” Yuuji kept whining, hitting his head on the table. “What was it like? Did she squirm a lot? What did she taste like?”

Inumaki flushed red and shook his head, refusing to give him an answer.

“I never thought Inumaki would be the first one between all of us to get a girlfriend,” Panda commented, taking a bite from one of the small rice cakes before he mumbled under his breath. "Especially her."

“You talk as if you were gonna get one,” Yuuji responded.

“That hurt!” Panda held his chest, pretending to be in pain.

“To be honest, I always thought Fushiguro would be first.”

It became silent when Yuuji said that. Everyone was staring at him now.

“What?”

“You’re single, right?” Panda asked.

Megumi rolled his eyes. “Why are you asking?”

“You guys are next to graduate, Fushiguro! Find yourself a girl before sorcerer work starts building up!” Panda let out a noise closer to a groan and turned to Yuuji. “What about you?”

“Unfortunately, I’m single!”

“No, not that! Do you have anyone you like?” For some reason, they were yelling at each other now.

But that wasn’t the yelling that made Megumi almost drop his glass, it was the question.

No.

Don’t answer.

They will encourage you.

Unaware of all the things running through Megumi’s head, Yuuji’s cheeks blushed. “I... do.”

Panda grinned, “Who is it?”

Shut up.

Don’t say it.

Megumi watched Yuuji’s lips move in terror as he said a name he was familiar with. “Jennifer Lawrence.”

Letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, the tension on Megumi’s shoulders eased while everyone else was laughing.

He had to make a move before it was too late.

~~~

When they started running out of necessities in the dorms, it was usually two of the seniors who went to restock them. Since you were all seniors now, it had become your duty which none of you looked forward to.

“We’ll just play rock paper scissors,” Nobara said. “It’ll be fair.”

Yuuji frowned, “I haven’t won a single time playing this.”

“Well, that means Fushiguro will have his Saturday free, unlike you, Yuuji.” You cracked your fingers. “I won’t lose, I need to catch up with my show today.”

“Let’s get this over with,” Megumi sighed.

“I always go with rock,” Nobara said with a grin. You were smarter than to fall for her trick, you knew she was going for a scissor, you were going to pick rock!

All four of you stood together and shouted rock paper scissors in unison. Except for Megumi.

The result was as expected.

While Nobara and Yuuji had gone with paper, both you and Megumi had gone for rock.

Nobara yelled in excitement and turned to Yuuji, the two high-fived and cheered as you stared at your hand.

“I can’t believe it worked!” Yuuji laughed.

“Fushiguro is a lot dumber than I thought! He actually fell for it!”

“I didn’t fall for anything. I always pick rock first.” Megumi noticed how distraught you looked over losing and slapped your fist that was still hovering in the air, “Come on, let’s go before it’s too late. We can come back early if we hurry.”

You nodded reluctantly and then pointed at Nobara threateningly. “Don’t watch the show without me.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she brushed it off with a wave of her hand.

Megumi realized the two of you were going to keep on bickering, decidedly, he put a hand on your shoulder to lead you out of the common room of the dorm.

After getting ready, you met up outside the campus. While you wanted to take the bus because it would be less crowded, Megumi insisted on taking the subway train which would be a lot faster despite being extremely crowded on the weekends.

In the end, you relented without knowing his true intentions.

The train was packed, even more than normal. Only then you remembered about Takada-chan’s concert downtown. Ugh, this was truly the worst. There wasn’t any place to hold onto and you were squished against Megumi’s body to the point of his phone in his pants poking your thigh.

The sudden turn of the train made you lose your balance and you held onto your friend. “Sorry,” you mumbled.

“It’s fine,” he said, not looking at you. “Hold onto me and stay close, otherwise you might disturb someone.”

Since he was tall enough to hold onto one of the bars above your head, he was able to hold his balance but somehow his body still managed to move against yours.

“Okay,” you murmured, gripping to his jacket and moving closer to him. “How long left?” You didn’t have the courage to complain about his phone poking you against your thigh but if you moved a little to your left, you could avoid it.

“Five minutes or less.” His voice broke into a sigh when you moved against what you thought was his phone. He was glad you moved away, now, you wouldn’t be able to notice the damp spot.

Getting off the train, Megumi quickly excused himself to go to the restroom. Taking the opportunity, you took out your phone to check out the list you had to buy one more time.

You were buying the necessities for yourself and Nobara while Megumi was going to buy the things the boys needed. It was a rule that helped both parties, boys didn’t know the difference between adult diapers and menstrual pads at the same time girls didn’t understand why boys couldn’t use fragranced hand lotions.

In the bathroom stall, Megumi wiped the inside of his pants and underwear as much as he could but the stickiness was there to stay. He put a paper towel perfectly lined up between his skin and the sticky fabric to spare himself from the discomfort. He had made a good choice to wear black pants today.

“Come on,” you whined as soon as he left the restroom and grabbed his arm. “We have to hurry to the mall.”

“Mall? I thought we were going to the store around the corner.”

“Nobara wants us to buy her skincare.” You showed him the text you had gotten from her and started pulling him towards the exit. “It’ll be fun anyway.”

Megumi let you drag him wherever you wanted, only focusing on how warm your touch was.

The loud chatter of the crowd, bright colors, children laughing, warm weather, and the smell of the delicious food.

“This sure takes me back.” You smiled brightly. “Malls are exciting. It’s like being a kid again.”

Although it was still a little early there were already quite a number of people in the mall.

“It’s too crowded,” Megumi pointed out.

“It’s because of Takada-chan’s concert downtown,” you said, with a quirky tone as you exited the drugstore. “I bet Todo’s there.” There was a pause before you beamed up at him. “Let’s go watch it together, they’re probably still selling tickets!”

He averted his gaze to hide his blushing face from you. “Didn’t you wanna go back to watch your show?”

You hummed. “Well, if we split up and bought everything we needed and met up back here… If we still had time, we could watch the end of her show!”

Megumi wasn’t a fan of that said idol but he was a fan of the two of you being pressed against in a small room as you jumped excitedly, perhaps you would even dance, moving your hips, and then he could get better friction than on the train and maybe-

“Hey!” You were snapping a finger in front of his face repeatedly, “What do you say?”

“O-okay?”

“Perfect!” You checked the time on your phone and looked around. “I already bought Nobara’s skincare so I don’t have much left to buy. I’ll meet you here.”

He didn’t even get to say something before you walked away. Thankfully, his list wasn’t as complicated as yours, it took him less than twenty minutes to buy everything and even had time to try out some of the samples being given out.

While he was looking down from the third floor, he could see you run from store to store, gathering all of the not-so-necessary stuff. His lips curled up to a smile and his phone buzzed.

It was a text from Yuuji, telling him to buy a new charger for his phone that he was going to pay for later.

Megumi lied and told him that there weren’t any phone chargers in the store.

Yuuji’s reply made his brows furrow.

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Itadori: (name) called me n said u were in the mall dont lieeeeee to meeee  ):<  btw the concert is canceled cuz of heavy rain so i cant come sorry ); anywayy u should hurry home and buy an umbrella!!

So, you didn’t actually want to go and see the concert together with Megumi. Other than that… you called Yuuji… Why? You never called Megumi, you didn’t even text him.

His hands started shaking as the thought of you still being in love with Yuuji dawned on him.

He had been doing everything and anything to keep you guys away from each other. Purposely losing to be with you, making sure Yuuji was busy on the weekends so you could only spend time with Nobara.

What if you started going out with him?

What if you were already going out with him?

Megumi returned to the meeting point, you were already waiting for him. He tried to listen to your complaints about how Nobara was constantly adding new stuff to the list and how it took longer for you to buy everything or how heavy your backpack was but his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. It was hard for him to hold a conversation when he was unable to comprehend why you were acting the way you were.

In front of the place Takada-chan was supposed to do her show, it was crowded but something was off.

“Why are people leaving already?”

With your remark, he noticed the majority of people walking back the path that was leading to the exit.

After a sigh, he spoke. “It’s canceled. Apparently, there’s a risk of heavy rain.”

“The weather reports never mentioned that,” you pouted and paused momentarily. “Wait… you knew about it?”

“There,” Megumi let out a deep breath, pointing at a sign saying that the place was closed due to the weather.

“Oh.” You looked away from him, mumbling an apology.

“We should hurry up to the station, it looks like it’s going to rain soon.” Megumi turned to you. “Come on.”

The two of you started walking back to the station but as crowded as the station was there was no way you could hop on any of the trains leaving right now. So, you took the bus with the disadvantage of having to walk to the campus once you got off.

“It’s gonna rain,” you whined, stopping to walk.

“Don’t fall back,” Megumi said, offering you a hand. “We’ll walk through the park, it’s a shortcut.”

You took his hand and continued walking in stifling silence until a peal of thunder was heard, loud and long.

Your grip on his hand tightened.

The downpour came after the loud noise almost instantly, it was heavy and rapid.

Megumi cursed and you both started running towards a tree. You still had a long way to go but the large tree would be a perfect shelter from the heavy rain thanks to its size.

By the time you arrived under the tree, both of your clothes were soaked by the rain.

“It’s cold,” you whined and wrapped your arms around yourself. “A sudden downpour is just too much!”

“They say the weather during spring changes rapidly.” Megumi took his jacket off. “This is a problem. I hadn’t brought any rain gear.”

“Nobody did!” you laughed, “The weather report never mentioned once about it raining today!”

He didn’t say anything and turned around on his heels. “Now, what?” He was talking to himself. “We should call someone to get us.” Megumi turned around to look at you. He paused, you were soaking wet. Your clothes were sticking to your skin and your hair was messy.

What’s with that appearance?

“I’m going to call Kugisaki and tell her where we are. She can come here with umbrellas so we can leave.” Megumi turned back around and patted on his jacket’s pockets to find his phone. Once he found it, he called her.

Kugisaki said she would be there as soon as she could but Megumi knew it would take a minimum of half an hour for her to even step out of the campus. That’s why he chose to call her.

“What did she say?” you asked when he hung up.

“She’ll be here but it might take a while.”

You sneezed, rubbing your nose gently. “We’re both going to catch a cold by the time she comes to get us. You should’ve called Yuuji.”

“You can’t even stop talking about him when you’re with me." His eyes widened after he said it, he had apparently said it unbidden.

“What?”

“Nothing.” He tried to move around you but stopped when you quickly laid a hand against his chest.

He couldn’t help shuddering at the contact. He had been trying to hold back all day but now that he had you here, alone with him. All he wanted to do was to press you against the tree, get in between your legs and-

“Are you alright, Megumi?” You looked concerned, completely unaware of his thoughts.

“I’m,” he started, trying to make his tone rational, serious. Stoic, like normal, as always. “I’m f-fine.”

He failed.

You frowned. “Are you sure?” Your hand pressed a little harder on his chest. “Your heart is beating really fast.”

Megumi pinched his eyes shut, taking a slow breath through his mouth. He was focusing on his own control. “Being stuck together like this… I can’t help being conscious of it.” His face was red as he admitted this. “I can’t really keep myself from focusing on you.”

“T-that’s kinda weird to say to a friend.” You took your trembling hand away from his chest, unable to say anything else.

He took a deep breath in and out before speaking. “I don’t see you as a friend.” His voice was devoid of any emotion. He was silent for a while, thinking. His eyes were serious, gazing down at you with desperation. “You’re beautiful,” he finally said. “I’ve liked you since we first met.”

“I… I like someone else, you know that… Fushiguro.”

He will die sooner or later.

He wanted to say it but resisted the urge.

“He doesn’t like you,” he said, his voice threatening to break. “Am I not good enough?”

You froze, seeing Megumi this vulnerable in front of you was too much. He wasn’t like this, he didn’t let his guard down in front of anyone. Yet-

“I just… I know we aren’t meant to be but I like him. It’s hard to give up on the one you like.”

“What about me?” he asked, “What about my feelings?”

At that moment, you got a glimpse of how much Megumi was hurting. Hurting and hurting. You had been acting selfishly, you had even told him your feelings about Yuuji all those years ago. If it weren’t for his warning, you would’ve been in his place right now. Being rejected by the person you liked.

Yuuji would have been gentler, he would have used all the words he knew that wouldn’t hurt you as he told you how he liked Nobara.

You weren’t all that considerate. This was all your fault.

“I-I will try to give up on him and give you an answer.”

“You need to be honest with yourself. How much more time do you need until you realize that he’ll never love you like me?”

His willpower and composure vanished. Everything that was holding him back, whether it be his thoughts or the consequences that might come after he acted without thinking was pushed back to the furthest back on his mind.

All he could think about was you.

“W-wait.”

“I can’t wait any longer.”

You watched him get closer to your face but didn’t move away from shock. Immediately, you closed your eyes shut. Although you couldn’t see him kissing you, the pressure of his lips was more than enough to let you know. Your pulse went berserk as his rough lips pressed against yours, eager and hard. He was firm, a little too forceful.

He placed his hands on your waist, feeling you up while his tongue pressed into your mouth, frenziedly trying to savor your taste.

A sound closer to a moan escaped you when he bit down on your bottom lip before leaning down and kissing your neck, forcing another lewd sound to leave your soft lips. He took a second to press a light kiss against your neck and pressed his hips against you experimentally. Slowly, just testing the waters, he grinded himself against you more firmly and let out a ragged sigh. Though he had already been hard, you felt him growing harder by the second.

“(name),” he whispered, full of passion. “Say my name.”

“Fushiguro-”

“Megumi,” he corrected. His skin was burning up and it felt like he was under direct sunlight, which given the weather, might have been far off. “Say my name.”

“Megumi.”

He pressed his forehead against yours. You were his and nobody else could touch you. He had to make sure of it.

“I like you,” Megumi uttered, he let out a soft sigh, letting his hand reach up to touch your face. He wanted to feel your skin, how soft it was but he stopped himself mid-way when he realized you had been crying.

Ah, so this was a failure.

He should have waited.

However before he could get any more anxious over anything, you got on your tiptoes and then your lips pressed against his.

You tasted sweet, your lips were soft and welcoming, urging him to do whatever he wanted to you, giving him your answer regarding his feelings.

His lips moved slowly against yours and his hands settled, hesitantly on your hips again.

A soft, wanton noise escaped you.

Megumi tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear with his shaking hand as your lips danced in harmony and he tugged you closer. He couldn’t stop himself from pulling you closer and closer. You pressed your chest flush onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He could smell your sweet scent, that scent he had been dying to know what it smelled like in person rather than your dirty laundry. He grinded into you frantically, making you moan into his mouth and allow him to snake his tongue further down your throat.

Your hips bucked against him, you were lost in lust to care about being in public. His eyes widened as another moan forced its way out of your throat. You tugged at his hair, pulling him closer to yourself desperately.

His face was flushed completely red as you kept letting out cute, sweet noises for him. He had to give himself a minute longer, cherishing the moment before withdrawing himself, unable to stop the grin that crawled up his face while a long strand of drool dripped from his lips and another small strand of drool connecting your lips together broke apart.

A soft gasp emerged from your lips as you looked at him dreamily. You were both blushing furiously, lips completely swollen and wet from the kiss and you couldn’t stop smiling at each other.

“You’re finally mine.” He pressed his forehead against yours, his hand on your cheek rubbed circles on the skin with his thumb. You stayed quiet, letting your arms around him stay there as both of you cherished the small moment of silence together.

“Ahem.”

Both of your smiles disappeared and the two of you let go of each other as if you were burned.

There stood Yuuji, holding his umbrella and another spare umbrella. “Kugisaki told me to bring you an umbrella,” His cheeks were flushed bright red because of embarrassment. “I didn’t want to interfere with you two.”

“Itadori!” Megumi took a step forward, his tone was frustrated. “This!-” He stopped, what was this? What was he going to say? Yuuji had most certainly seen you kiss or maybe more. Megumi had no idea of how long his friend stood there and watched you for.

“Even you should be able to fool around with a girl, Fushiguro!” Yuuji forced a laugh and glanced at you. “Are you two, well… going out?”

You glanced at Megumi, he was already looking at you.

His words from earlier came back to your mind. You had to move on, this was for the best.

“Kinda,” you answered.

“Oh, that explains a lot.” Yuuji’s stare found Megumi but then he quickly looked away.

There was a moment of silence.

“Could we just go home now?” you asked, realizing nobody was going to move unless you said something.

“That’s why I am here,” Yuuji beckoned the two of you to follow him.

You followed him to the campus. The two of you shared an umbrella together in silence and once you arrived at the entrance, Megumi hesitantly grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“I’ll make you happy.”

It was a promise.

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Passing days were normal, nothing out of ordinary.

You started dating Megumi and forgot about Yuuji.

“Short hair would look better on you,” Yuuji said, overhearing your conversation with Nobara.

“Nooo, her hair is fine as it is!” Nobara argued, walking over to the couch to hit Yuuji’s head. “You just like girls with short hair.”

While the two argued about it, Megumi slowly lifted his gaze up from the book he was reading to watch you blush.

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“Don’t do that,” you whispered, trying to hold back your moan. “Nobara will hear.”

“It makes you feel good.” Megumi pushed his fingers inside your slick heat, lips pressing on your clit, “She knows we’re dating.”

“I-it’s embarrassing,” you stuttered.

“Is it embarrassing to date me?” He pulled back his lips but continued scissoring his fingers in and out of you.

“Noo,” you stretched the word out, biting back a moan. “Y-you know what I mean.”

“Hmm?” He lolled his tongue out and licked between your folds slow enough to make you squirm.

Your hands went to grab his hair out of instinct, trying to pull him back from your pussy. “M-Megumi, please… It’s embarrassing if she hears me do that sorta noise...”

Your words didn’t match your tone. He ignored your empty pleads and lapped at your cunt, his hands pressing on your inner thighs to keep them in place.

Instantly, you arched your back. Megumi’s tongue was hot against your sensitive pussy. It was nothing like when you touched yourself, it made your toes curl in pleasure no matter what he did.

His lips curled up into a smile when a moan escaped you, it was loud enough for Nobara in the next room to hear. He knew she wouldn’t stay quiet about it, running her mouth and telling Yuuji about how loud you were last night.

He sucked on your clit, drawing small circles over the delicate nub with his tongue and using the entire strength of his arm to fuck you with his digits. Your legs shook as your thighs pressed on between each side of his head, you were pulling his hair and moaning but Megumi didn’t stop until the pleasure building in your gut spread and took over all of your senses.

When your high came, it was euphoric, left you panting and exhausted.

Megumi threw himself next to you on your bed, one hand wrapped around his cock, “Turn to your side,” he whispered. Complying, you sluggishly turned to your side, your back against his chest.

Using his hand, he lifted your leg and guided his cock between your thighs. He let your leg fall back to instead use the same hand to cup your naked breast. “Press your thighs together.”

You followed his instructions with a hum. As soon as he felt the supple flesh of your thighs around his cock, he started moving his hips. Although he would have wanted to be inside you right now, he had time. He wanted to take all of your firsts one by one like collecting stamps and make sure to treasure each single first.

His lips pressed against your neck, he groaned softly as he came between your thighs. Turning around, you kissed him sloppily before burying your face on his neck.

It took him a while to catch his breath, he carded his fingers through your hair. “I like it like this.” He pressed a kiss against your hair.

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The next day, Megumi was in the common room with Yuuji when you came back from hanging out with Nobara downtown.

He heard you mumbling and your girlfriend angrily scolding you through the halls.

“It’s definitely lipstick,” Yuuji said.

“Last time was lipstick, it’s probably because they bought the same dress or something.” Megumi shook his head with a faint smile on his lips, he was looking forward to listening to you complain about your day as you cuddled on his bed as usual.

“Wanna bet over it?” Yuuji smirked. “The loser has to clean the toilets.”

“It’s gonna be you.”

“I took my eyes off of you for one second!” Nobara was laughing but her tone was still upset as she entered the common room. “I can’t believe you!”

The boys were waiting for the reveal if it was a lipstick or a clothing item you two were fighting over but as soon as you walked in, they realized it was none of them.

“I think it looks good,” you mumbled, hesitantly moving your hand up to feel your haircut. “It was time for a change.”

The smile Megumi had on his face dropped, his eyes were on Yuuji who was smiling. “I think it looks gorgeous,” he complimented. It was a fairly innocent compliment but Megumi thought of it as something else.

“Thanks,” you said, cheeks blushing slightly. You walked over to your boyfriend, twirling around excitedly, “What do you think?”

“It’s shorter.” Megumi couldn’t find the words to describe how jealous he was but he made sure to not show it on his face. “Cute.”

“Aww, thank you!” You leaned and took his hand, pulling him up to his feet. “Now, help me carry the stuff I bought back to my room.”

You dragged him to the entrance hall, omitting the way he was frowning. He grabbed your shopping bags and followed you into your room without saying anything.

“I bought you something as well, it’s an early graduation gift!” You crouched next to the bags as soon as he put them down to look for his present. “I heard you’re going to have an internship in Kyoto and I also applied there so we can go there together.”

“Why did you cut your hair?”

Your shoulders tensed. “What?”

“Are you still in love with him?” Megumi’s tone was upset, he couldn’t hide it. “Is that it?”

Standing up, you turned to face him. “It’s just hair… I wanted to cut it so I did.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying, Megumi. I don’t like him anymore. You’re making a big-”

He pushed you towards your bed, your body slammed against the soft sheets and a surprised yelp left your lips but Megumi’s lips stifled the sound. He was being too rough, his lips were moving as if to devour you whole but it didn’t stop you from wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him back.

His hand went to pull down his sweatpants. Ahh, sweatpants, the great invention of mankind, saving him from the hassle of unbuckling a belt and undoing the zipper to free his aching cock.

“Wait,” you said into the kiss but he shut you up with his lips, his free hand going under your skirt to pull your panties to the side. Using the same hand, he grabbed the back of your knee to make room for himself between your legs.

Megumi broke the kiss slowly so he could gaze down at you. “You’re mine.”

Wanting to assure him, you nodded rapidly.

“Mine.”

“Yours.”

“You’re in love with me.” He positioned himself between your thighs and rubbed the tip of his cock across your slit.

You made a small noise to confirm.

Megumi pushed himself inside you. The feeling of your walls stretching and a sudden pain made a yelp left your lips. He pulled his hips back to confirm if he was your first or not, a sickening smile spread across his face when he saw the proof. Thrusting back inside, he made sure to push himself deep inside your cunt until you could feel the heat and shape of his cock.

As he was trying to find a pace, he hit a spot that made you squirm. With a smug smile, he angled his hips just right to find your sweet spot once again to turn your mind into mush.

With each thrust of his hips stroking your sweet spot, you felt... overwhelmed, that was the only word that could describe how you felt.

Eventually, his steady pace slackened and he planted his hands on each side of your head to start humping you like a desperate dog in heat.

Your toes curled and the pain from your hymen being torn became a faint memory. All you could feel was Megumi’s desperation.

The desperation he felt and his inexperience combining was too much. He put all of that frenzy into his hips. Your bed frame started banging on the wall from the force he put behind each thrust.

Mind going completely numb, your eyes rolled up from pleasure, hips moving to meet Megumi’s brutal thrusts. He growled when your gummy walls clenched around his cock, he stopped moving for a moment as his hands hastily went to the back of your knees to push them towards your chest. Mounting you completely, he started fucking you almost frantically.

In this position his cock went deeper and stroked the gummy flesh of your walls enticingly.

The tip of his cock pressed against your cervix, causing your body to start spasming, legs shaking and mouth drooling. “M-M-Megumi-”

Megumi was too busy chasing after his own release and he continued fucking you through your orgasm. He put his entire weight behind his thrusts, growling each time his balls slapped against your ass.

He leaned forward and buried his face in your neck, his lips parted and his teeth sank on the sensitive skin. Squirming, you moaned as you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep him there.

Your pussy clenched around him one last time, squeezing his cock to milk it dry. He managed to steal a few more thrusts before his cock twitched inside your belly. His thick seed filled your womb until it overflowed.

Continuing to fuck his seed deep inside you, Megumi barely managed to pull himself back. He stopped biting your neck, withdrawing himself to stare at how deep he had bitten you. The pain of being bitten wasn’t there or at least it wasn’t there for this moment, you couldn’t feel anything but his cum slowly seeping out from your hole. The warmth in your tummy was leaving your body and spilling onto your sheets instead.

“You’re so cute when you’re jealous,” you giggled, an eerie smile on your lips. “So easy to provoke.”

Thus Megumi became aware of something. You weren’t dumb, you were always calculating whenever you spoke to him, always watching and always doing things that would spur him on.

You didn’t actually belong to him.

He belonged to you.

[awhoreforeddiemunson]

The element of suprise

Chapter Two

Summary: There's a new girl in town named Marley. She's very shy, but once you get know her she can suprise you. She has a hard time fitting in at school. Marley has the personality of a fairy. Meaning she has a light heart and speaks in a soft voice. Maybe that's what's in her element of suprise when certain people find out who or what she really is.

Mentions: Shy girl, Slight bullying? ,Group Hierarchy, Little Fluff (Just a smidge)

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The early sun was peeking through her green curtains as she woke up. She stretched out her entire body. She felt well rested despite being really tired from all the new things that happened the day before.

She rolled over thinking why her alarm didn't go off. But then she remebered, she forgot to set her alarm. Her eyes widened in shock and she rushed of bed. "9 AM, shit! school has started an hour ago" she groaned. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. While she was doing so she stared at herself in the mirror. How much she missed her real home, her family and friends. But she had no choice but to move away.

She snapped out of it and continued to make herself ready for school, even if she was late already she still made efforts to come on time, not that it mattered.

She decided to skip breakfast as she was losing time already and soon she was running towards school. She had no transportation whatsoever. So using her legs was the only way.

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With her legs burning from all the running she arrived at school. Everyone was already inside their classes. She walked her way up the entrance stairs, but she was stopped when she heard a voice.

"Don't even try, they don't like tardiness and would likely send you away until you can start the next class."

Marley looked over where the voice came from and it was the same long haired boy she bumped into yesterday. He was sitting on a bench with a cigarette in his hand, occasionally putting it to his lips and inhaling the tobacco and nicotine.

"So, second day of school and you're already late, i'm impressed" he laughed. Marley threw her backpack off her shoulders and sat down on the set of stairs. She really didn't want to speak with him considering the things he said to her yesterday.

"Oh come on, I don't bite, why don't you join me on the bench, it's alot more comfortable than those cold stone schoolstairs" His smile was genuine. No annoyance was visible like it was yesterday.

Marley stood up and joined him on the bench, but she made sure to keep her distance. He seemed to notice and laughed again. "I get it, no one wants to be seen with the freak, I'm Eddie by the way"

Why was he suddenly trying to make conversation when yesterday it was very clear he didn't want her around.

"You don't talk much, do you?" this comment seemed to have bothered Marley more than she would like.

"I'm Marley" she said in a low voice, not making any eyecontact.

"Ahh so the princess does speak! Well nice to meet you Marley"

Princess, a word used so many times for her when she was at her old home. It honestly felt good to hear it again, especially since the word was used for her. A little smiled formed on her lips, still not making any eyecontact, hoping Eddie wouldn't be able to see the smile forming on her face.

"Nice to meet you too Eddie" She answered.

It was quiet for awhile, occasionally you would hear the crackling from Eddie's cigarette when he inhaled the smoke.

"Look, I know we got off a bad start yesterday, but if you don't mind we can start over?"

As Marley wanted to respond to his question the schoolbell rang and sooner or later the school grounds where swarming with students, some of them just wanted to go for a smoke and some of them just wanted to enjoy the sun. The weather was quite nice today and she didn't blame them for choosing to go outside.

And before she could respond she heard someone calling, and it sounded angry.

"Hey freak! why don't you just leave her alone" It was Jason and his group.

Eddie held up his hands and smiled.

"Just making conversation Carver, no need to get your panties up your ass."

Jason snickered "We don't want your kind with us, you stay away from her Munson"

Marley kept quiet as competitive glances where thrown around between the group and Eddie.

"Calm your tits dude, I'm already walking away, see you later Marley" as Eddie walked away he took a glance at Marley who had an uncomfortable look on her face. "Poor girl" he thought.

Eddie turned the corner and he was out of sight, he felt bad for Marley. Jason's group already had a claim on her when it was clear she didn't feel comfortable at all with the group. As soon Jason came around, Eddie could notice the tense shoulders that formed on Marley. He also felt bad for his annoyed behavior yesterday. It made him frustrated and angry at himself. He really had no reason to be so harsh to her.

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"So when did the French Revolution start? Raise your hands if you know the answer" Lot's of hands were raised as the teacher asked the question. But Marley didn't pay attention. She was too busy staring out the window, she was mindlessly moving her pen through her fingers as she was thinking about her home and about the reason she had to leave, she was thinking about earlier this morning when she and Eddie had a little talk, well it was mostly Eddie who did the talking. There was something about him that made her feel more at ease, but not completely. She had to be careful when it came to trusting people.

"Miss Greene, can you please put your attention anywhere but outside?" Her thoughts were interrupted by the teacher. Marley nodded and took her attention back to the teacher.

"Right thank you Miss Greene, maybe you can tell the class when the French Revolution started hmm?"

Luckily Marley knew the answer "The French Revolution started in 1787 and lasted till 1799" a little smile forming on her face, proud that she knew the answer.

"That is correct Miss Greene, but please pay attention to the class"

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History class was almost done, just 10 more minutes to go and she could finally go home. But then the school speakers were heard starting with an annoying squeak "Marley Greene, please report to the principals office"

As if on que everyone turned their heads towards Marley.

Marley stood up and started collecting her things trying to ignore the fact that all eyes where on her.

She slung her backpack on one shoulder and walked out of the classroom towards the principals office.

She had a small clue to why she was called upon. It probably was because she missed two classes this morning and to the fact it was already on her second day of school made her assumptions even worse.

She reached the principals office and knocked softly on his door. "Please come in"

Marley walked in unsure of what to say. On the desk was the principals name on a little sign. So she decided to just greet him. "Good afternoon Principal Higgins." Marley stood there fiddling with her hands. She knew she was in trouble.

"Aahh good afternoon Miss Greene, do you know why I made you come here?" Marley decided to act oblivious but she knew better.

"You're here because you already missed two classes of school and it's your second day of school, that is a big concern and we have to make sure it doesn't happen again."

Just as Marley suspected "I am so sorry Principal Higgins, yesterday was just such an overwhelming day and when I got home I went straight to bed only to have forgotten to set my alarm for the next day, it won't happen again"

The principal folded his arms and hummed a low tone "hmm I understand Miss Greene, you know we don't like tardiness at this school, especially since it's just your second day, i'm afraid there have to be consequences"

Marley understood the message and awaited her punishment, she nodded awkwardly signalling for Principal Higgins to continue.

"After school detention for the hours you have missed this morning, wich means it's two hours, I'll have Mr Munson escort you to the classroom where your detention will be held, I'm pretty sure that boy knows the route to that classroom with his eyes closed." A tired sigh left his lips, seems like Eddie has been causing trouble for quite sometime.

"I'll call him right now so you guys can be on your way"

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And soon Marley found herself follow Eddie to the classroom for detention, his back was turned to her as they were walking. She noticed a huge patch on the back of his denim jacket. Written in big letters it said "Dio" and underneath it said "the last in line". A bandana stuck out from his back pocket and one of his shoelaces were loose, but he didn't seem to care.

Eddie was talking about random stuff but Marley wasn't listening. She was too busy to stare at his back. She was pretty sure the denim jacket made his shoulders wider than they really are.

"Well here we are, ladies first" Eddie said as he opened the door for her. The classroom was empty besides Eddie and Marley. She stood there not knowing what to do. Eddie on the other hand went towards a table all the way in the back, he sat down and put his feet on the desk.

"Ahh my trustworthy place, find yourself a seat Princess." There was that word again.

Marley walked towards a seat, deciding to sit in front of the classroom. She took her backpack and took out her homework and a pen, might as well do some class work.

"You know you don't have to do that here, teacher only comes checking in after an hour to check if we're still here" Eddie was now standing next to her leaning over her shoulder. He smelled like cologne and cigarettes. Marley was startled by his presence next to her. A little squeal left her mouth as she dropped her pen to the ground.

"Didn't mean to scare you Princess" a chuckle left his mouth as he sat down next to her.

She picked up her pen and continued on her homework.

"Well, suit yourself" a sigh was leaving his lips as he had a bored expression on his face. As he tried to open his mouth again to say something Marley interrupted him.

"Please Eddie, let me do my homework, I get it if you don't want to, but it's ateast something to kill some time"

Eddie stared at her with the biggest smile, he had a really beautiful smile and Marley could tell that he smiled alot considering he had laughing lines near his eyes and mouth. She would be lying if she said the he wasn't attractive.

"What's wrong?" Marley said.

"Oh nothing's wrong, it's just that, that was the longest sentence you've said to me"

[letarasstuff]

When everybody turns into an oracle

Summary: Nothing puts more pressure on you than other people teling you your grade will be perfect, because behind that stands so much more than a number on a sheet of paper. Same goes for Spencer's daughter.

Warnings: School, grades, angst (there is fluff and a badass moment), fear of failure/disappointing someone

Wordcount: 1.5k

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“I really pooped this quiz. What about you, (Y/N)?” Before the teenager is able to answer, another classmate comes up from behind the two. “She’ll get a 100, like always.”

“I-I don’t know. Question two and three really got me there, I’m just happy to pass it.” The little group of people around her groans.

“You always say that.” “And get a perfect score”, the first one adds, “Just stop to make us look bad, because we really do have to worry about passing this class. What do you have to worry about? Getting straight A’s like that. I really want your problems.”

(Y/N) just keeps it quiet. She stopped a long time ago trying to defend herself. ‘I am on my way to the BAU’, she shoots a text to her father and exits the school building. Today she doesn’t take the train. There are too many noises and all she wants is some peace.

The words of her classmates echoes through her head. Yes, she always has a good score and she intends to keep it up. She is just doing her best, right? Her problems have to be still valid, don’t they?

“Ahh, Wonder Baby. I thought you forgot about us and decided you are too cool to hang out with us”, Derek calls out after her as soon as he spots his godchild. “Nah, Uncle Derek. Nobody can be too cool to hang out with you. I just hadn’t had much time because of school work. But there are only two weeks left before spring break starts and the only thing I have to do now is waiting for my results.”

“Right, Spencer told us you are stressing yourself out about those. Your last quiz was today, wasn’t it? The one you dread the most apparently?” Emily joins the conversation. “Uh, I did. But don’t get your hopes up too high, I really don’t have a clue what I did there. The grade can range between passed to 100.”

“Naw, Smartypants, you say that every time. What are you afraid of? Telling us you are real smart? Don’t be humble, we work with your father. We know how to handle geniuses.” Derek isn’t exactly helping her with that. (Y/N) just turns red and tries to change the subject. “Uh, no. Another thing: Where is Dad?”

“Spencer went to pick some reports from the M.E. in D.C. who helped us on the last case. He should be back in half an hour. But Penelope wants to see you, something about trying new vegan cookies she baked last night”, JJ informs (Y/N) as she passes the group to drop some files off.

For the remainder of the day the teenager hides out in the lair, blocking any human reaction out with her earphones. She just can’t handle any more insensitive stuff like earlier. Later her father picks her up to go home together.

“So, Emily told me you didn’t do well on your test today? Do you wanna talk about it?” He asks, choosing his words carefully as he prepares dinner with his daughter sitting at the kitchen table and watching him. The doctor knows the pressure created by asking his daughter about school related topics.

“I don’t know. Everyone keeps telling me I’ll get a perfect score and I think it’s admirable that all of them turn out to be able to look into the future. How do they know better than me what I get?”

It’s months of pent up stress and anxiety finally making its way up to the surface. (Y/N) tries to fight the tears down. “I really don’t understand this. I get asked how I did, I tell them I don’t feel good about the test and then they talk over me every single time. And when I say I don’t know it, I say it to not get anybody’s hope up high. I don’t want to disappoint anybody.” Finally tears stream down the teenager’s cheeks.

“Oh Sweetheart”, Spencer makes his way over to her and engulfs his daughter in a hug. “Shhh, don’t cry. I know it’s incredibly difficult to live up to their expectations, but you don’t need to. You don’t need to impress them, because their opinion doesn’t matter. Neither your classmate’s, your teacher’s nor the team’s. Not even mine should be important to you. Also, it doesn’t matter what you do, I’ll always be so proud of you, words can’t even describe it. There is literally nothing you can disappoint me with. You pushed and still push through so much crap and still you don’t fail to amaze me. You can never fail to amaze me. You can fail any class and become a professional card counter, I’ll still be proud to be your father. Please don’t cry over something you shouldn’t care about.”

They remain like this for several minutes, grasping each other until (Y/N)’s tears eventually die down. “I just want to be something more than just the smart girl with the good grades. I don’t want to feel like a two dimensional side character in a show, only there to provide the main characters with knowledge. I don’t want to be Velma, River Song, Frozone or Domino from Deadpool 2. I don’t want to be overlooked like this anymore.”Finally talking about her deepest insecurities lets her feel like a weight is lifted off her shoulders.

“And you are so much more”, Spencer encounters, “Some people just choose to ignore it, because you are so much more than their small brain with a low capacity is able to comprehend. They just pick the trait they understand the easiest. But never stop being you. Stay loud, stay complicated and, if you want to stay, uncomfortable for them. The right people will take the time and effort to get to know the real you, not just a copy others think you are. I know, it takes a great amount of patience to wait for them, but it’s worth it in the end. You hear me?”

(Y/N) looks up at her father, a small smile forming on her face. He would walk to the end of the world if it means to see it. “I hear you, Dad. Thank you so much.”

This night the teenager doesn’t get a lot of sleep. There are many thoughts that want to be, well, thought through. Still she wakes up and goes to school with a new amount of confidence.

This sadly only lasts until her first period. The teacher, one who is typically known for grading student’s work pretty fast, gives back yesterday’s quizzes. A small tumoult ensues as everyone compares their scores with each other.

(Y/N)’s anxiety rises into the unmeasurable until her teacher puts down her worksheet without a word. Confused she looks at the B- sitting at the dotted line, where the grade is supposed to be.

Now, a B- isn’t bad or anything, but she spots several answers her teacher didn’t tick as right or wrong. He must have oversaw them. Deciding to ask him about it after class, she puts it away and focuses on the material he is teaching.

So there she is, waiting for other classmates asking their questions regarding the quiz until it’s her turn. Meanwhile her lab partner Masey comes up to the teenager. “And, how did you do?”

“Uh, I got a B- bu-” “Oh my god, I’m better than the class nerd. I’m better than The Brain. Casey, I got a higher score than (Y/N)! I think you, too! Wow, I didn’t know I’m that smart. But no worries, (Y/N). I can explain this unit to you later, so you can do better next time.” This is the final straw for her.

“Hold on a sec, Masey. I’ll get that A, because Mr Harries didn’t see some of my answers. And just for your information: I didn’t ask you about your grade last time, because I knew you would poop that one after trying to explain it to you for four times while I got another A. Like every single time until now. Stop trying to appear cleverer than you are, it doesn’t suit you as much as these pants don't, because they are at least two sizes too small.”

The line finally moves up and (Y/N) is able to show Mr Harries his mistakes. He apologizes profusely, admitting that he maybe was too tired to grade these last quizzes and rewrite the B- to an A.

With her head held high she walks past her classmates, a content smile on her face.

It may be a long road to accept that you can’t be perfect and your grades don’t have to be, but forget this for a second and appreciate the feeling you get proving someone wrong like this.

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I hope you’ve been able to rest up caitie as I’ve seen that life has been a little loser towards you :( I read that you almost decided to leave and I got sad for a second but then saw that you’re going to stay. But I think either way, whether or not you moved I would’ve respected that decision of yours, but I’m also elated that you’ve decided to stay <3 making bakugo give you a forehead kiss rn and hopefully after the kittens go to their new homes you get to rest and take a break from your relatives

Also it doesn’t really matter to me if you went back to the way you were during the pandemic, you’re still caitie to me, but that’s just me talking, love you lots <3

AAAA THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO SEND TO YOU IM SORRY

- omen

Ahh omen!!! Thank for this lovely message, though when are your messages not lovely?

Unfortunately I actually still am considering moving blogs, though (I hope) you’ll be happy to know that if/when I do, i wont be leaving the community entirely, it will just be a new space where I will hopefully continue writing/posting and/or answering any asks that I’m lucky enough to get!!!

I know you say you don’t mind that things aren’t the same, it’s just… I do, in the sense that I’ve always held myself to an extremely high standard here that I’m tired of striving for… so to maintain the integrity of this space that I’ve pushed myself so hard to create, I think it would just feel better to rebrand in a place that is entirely separate. Idk.

But! As I mentioned, I cried thinking about posting my goodbye note, so… I don’t think I’m quite ready for that yet, even tho I have set up the would-be blog. I’ve actually been considering dropping the name just because I’ve been using it as my own personal Twitter lately… but again, I’m not sure how many people would care (which is fine btw. If I were u I wouldn’t LOL).

Anyway… that’s all to say… please don’t be sad for me! I love you and tumblr and probably won’t be going anywhere you won’t be able to find. I do appreciate the respect a TONNNNN though the elation and your explanation makes me feel even happier (no matter what ends up happening). Sometimes I just feel so disconnected from the way people think/feel about me (much less blogs in general), so it’s hard to tell what will really happen when trying to make decisions.

Blah blah blah, otherwise though… kittens are officially off to be adopted, family will be gone after this weekend… and today (now yesterday), I spent the whole day on the couch… so I’m definitely getting okay-er and there’s no need to waste anymore hope on me!!!

I’m obviously hoping you’re well also, tho!!! I really appreciate the opportunity you’ve given me to talk all this out, whether you read it all or not… so please give yourself a big ol’ hug and from me for it.

Don’t forget I love u lots and LOTS, and now that I’ve had my bakugo kiss, I’m sending him right back so u get one too. Thank u for everything, as always!!!🖤🖤🖤

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PART ONE. aaron hotchner x reader

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There’s a serial killer going after women that look just like you, and when you find yourself at the Unsub’s address long before the rest of the team, you go in alone. Despite Hotch’s orders.

word count- 1.9k

tw- implied sexual assault, violent themes, guns, blood, LOTS of tears

a/n- hi babies! this is my first criminal minds imagine ahh. I've been watching the show ever since I was like 14, but I’ve been really binging it lately and I got the push to write for it! I’m really excited about this and I hope you all love it! There is going to be a part two, which is gonna focus on (Y/N)’s recovery and her getting back into the field! I always appreciate reblogs and feedback xx

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“(Y/L/N), the Unsub is going after women that look just like you, you are not to go in there alone, do I make myself clear?”

“Hotch-”

“DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?”

You flinched and pulled your phone away from your ear, pursing your lips in annoyance.

“Crystal.” You hung up the phone and threw into the passenger seat, your body raging with annoyance for your boss. Him and the team wouldn’t be there for another 20 minutes and you were running out of time. The latest victim went missing yesterday, and according to the pattern, her body would be found in just a couple of hours, at the crack of dawn.

You cracked your fingers and your neck, growing impatient. You knew Hotch trusted you, that wasn’t the problem. The problem was the two of you had gotten involved and now he’s holding you back. You tried to tell yourself he only cared, that he was only concerned, that he loved you, and on one hand, he did have a point. This man was going after women who have the exact same build and features as you, but you had a job to do. Both of you agreed to not let your feelings get in the way, and here he was, holding you back, and potentially putting an innocent woman in danger.

You sighed and rested your head on the steering wheel, when you heard a blood curdling scream. Your head shot up and you immediately adjusted your vest and pulled out your gun and flashlight, wasting no time storming into the house.

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“We’re down the street, are you ready?” Hotch asked, not turning his head toward Emily in the passenger seat next to him. He was rushing, he told you not to go into the house but something in his gut is telling him that you did anyway. You had separated from Derek when there were two possible leads presented at the same time, both of you agreeing it would be faster to split up. You were alone when Garcia called with an address, and a lot closer than everyone else.

“Ready.”

The team pulled up to the house and Hotch felt every muscle in his body tense when he saw your car door open. You had gone into the house.

He wasted no time, not even bothering to turn off the car or close the door.

“(Y/N)’s in there with no back up.” He said frantically.

No one said a word, just all shared worried glances and immediately made their way to the front door, Hotch taking the lead and kicking the door down.

“FBI!” He yelled out, pointing his gun and flashlight in all directions.

“Morgan, Prentiss, take the upstairs. Reid, Rossi, and I will cover downstairs.

Everyone nodded before dispersing to their assigned areas of the house.

Hotch’s mind was wandering to places it shouldn’t be. What if you were dead? He couldn’t see it. He wasn’t ready-

“FBI, put the gun down!”

Morgan.

They were upstairs.

The three men downstairs rushed to the stairs, running up with guns drawn, coming up behind their teammates. The Unsub had his gun pointed to the head of a woman who looked just like you, but you weren’t in sight. Hotch let his eyes wander around the poorly lit, dirty room, until they stopped on you, and he had to hold back a sob.

He wasn’t listening as Reid talked down the Unsub, he wasn’t listening when Emily fired off a gunshot to his shoulder, letting the woman go. He wasn’t listening when Derek yanked him off the floor in handcuffs, handing him over to Rossi so he could escort him to the police. He wasn't listening when Reid and Emily ran toward the girl checking her over for injuries and handing her into the care of the paramedics. All he could hear was the ringing in his ears, and all he could see was you.

Once the Unsub waa gone, he fell to his knees in front of you.

You were tied to a pole, duct tape over your mouth and your hands and feet restrained, there was blood trickling down your face and you were beaten badly. The Unsub must have focused all of his attention on you when you entered the house.

His hands fumbled to untie your restraints, but he was shaking too much and couldn’t do it. Spencer kneeled down next to him and got to work on your restraints, letting his hands rest on your face. His eyes raked over your body, checking for any other serious injuries, when they froze on your torso, soaked in blood.

“Wake up, baby. Please. God, please wake up!”

As soon as you were untied your limp body slumped against him and he laid you down, your head resting on his lap, his shaking hands reaching for your neck, checking for a pulse.

“She- she’s alive!” He yelled, throwing off his jacket to press against your torso, not bothering to thank Emily when she rushed over to hold it for him. He stroked your hair and your face gently, trying his best to wake you up but not startle you.

Your eyes fluttered and you groaned, turning your head to the side, closer to him.

“Hey, baby. I need you to keep your eyes open for me, okay?”

Your eyes were still fluttering, and you tried your best to keep them open for more than a second.

“M’so tired.”

“I know, sweetheart. I know but you have to stay awake just a little bit longer for me, yeah? I can’t lose you, please.”

The team watched helplessly, Emily decided you needed more encouragement, and spoke up from her position next to you, still applying pressure to your abdomen, her tears falling freely from her eyes.

“Hey, girl. You gotta hold on for us, alright? We need you.”

Reid felt a tear fall down his cheek, and he turned his face to watch the window for the ambulance, not being able to watch any longer.

Derek couldn’t contain his anger with himself, he had let you go alone. Knowing that sick bastard was going after women just like you, and he let you go alone. He turned and slammed his fists into the wall, letting out a cry. You had to be okay.

Rossi was downstairs with the police, he had helped the first girl in the ambulance, but they had only been prepared for one person. His heart was aching as he could hear the cries of his team upstairs.

“(Y/N), can I carry you downstairs to get to the ambulance faster?” Derek asked as he calmed himself down, he didn’t think Hotch’s body would make it far without collapsing in worry and sadness.

Your eyes were wide and you grabbed Hotch’s arm, “Don’t” You sucked in a breath, “Don’t leave-”

“It’s okay, I’m not leaving you, okay? Morgan’s gonna take you downstairs, I’ll be right behind you.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your head.

“I love- I love you.”

Hotch continued to sob, “I love you, but you’re gonna be okay.”

Derek gently took you from his arms, hoisting you up and hurrying you down the stairs as he could begin to hear the distant sirens. “I’m so sorry, babygirl. I’m so sorry.”

+

If you’ve ever wondered how much a psychopathic killer can do to you in 20!minutes, the answer is a lot.

It’s been one week since you went into the house alone, and you were cleared to go home today. The team came to see you every day, and Hotch never left your side. He cried when you woke up, burying his face into your neck and leaving soft kisses. You didn’t want him to stop touching you, but you felt empty, you couldn’t reciprocate, you couldn’t speak, you just laid there as the love of your life cried tears of relief over you, holding you close to him.

You didn’t speak when Derek cried and apologized for leaving you alone, you couldn’t tell him it wasn’t his fault.

You didn’t speak when Dave kissed your head and told you he was happy you were still with them.

You didn’t speak when Reid smiled and grabbed your hand, stray tears falling down his face.

You didn’t speak when Garcia rushed into the room and held your face.

You didn’t speak when JJ threw her arms around you.

You didn’t speak when Emily held you, telling you she didn’t know what she’d do if you didn’t make it.

You didn’t speak on the ride home with Hotch, despite him telling you Jack couldn’t wait to see you.

When Aaron caught on that you weren’t going to show emotion for a long time, he called Jessica to tell her it was best that Jack stayed with her for a while, he didn’t want him seeing you that way.

Once you arrived home, you let him help you out of the car and inside. He led you up the stairs into your bedroom. He decided it was best for him to stay with you at your place, not wanting you to be alone, but also wanting you to be in your own home. Once you were showered and in a clean pair of pajamas, tucked away in bed, your cat jumped up on the bed rubbing her face against yours and purring, before flopping down and falling asleep at your side.

Hotch watched as you just laid there, propped up against your pillows, staring at the wall.

“(Y/N).”

“I can still feel his hands.” You whimpered and his heart squeezed in his chest.

“Everywhere.” You finally let out the sob you had been holding in since you first woke up and saw Hotch fast asleep in the uncomfortable hospital chair next to you.

He was by your side immediately, pulling you close to him, and you wrapped your arms around him, finally receiving the comfort you’ve been desperately craving.

“I’m sorry.” You cried, choking on your own breath and sobs. “I’m so sorry. It’s n-not Derek’s fault, it’s mine. It’s my fault.”

Hotch shut his eyes in pain, this was no one’s fault but the sick man who did this to you.

“It’s not your fault either, (Y/N).”

“I didn’t listen, I should’ve listened to you.” Your muffled voice cried against his chest.

“You did what any of us would’ve done. Yes, it ended badly, and I will tell you to never do that again, but we’re here now. Don’t dwell on it, sweetheart.”

You just continued to cry and inch impossibly closer to him.

“I’m not going to lie to you and say that you’re okay. You’re not, and you probably won’t be for a long time. But you’re safe, and I am here for you every step of the way. There won’t be one second that you’re alone. You’re gonna get through this baby, I promise.”

You continued to cry and hold onto him as you fell asleep, your breaths starting to even out until your body relaxed against his. He situated the both of you so you both were more comfortable, but still in each other’s embrace. Your cat purred and resituated herself in between your legs. The road to recovery was going to be long, but all he could think about right now was how relieved he was to have you home, in his arms.