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the-silver-peahen-residence · 1 year ago

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||A heated storm: their breaking point||

Hello everyone, time for another drabble request from an anon with one our of little couples: Rust and Breezy or the hurricane and her knight. So shall we see what this drabble will bring hmm?

||Drabble summary||

Rust and Breezy have been away from each other for a while now or to about two months due to being busy with their fractions and such. However, what would happen when both were given a mission together that was in a hidden location. And they were pent up after so long till they finally break? Hmmm read to find out.

||Warning||

~Strong NSFW is spoken of in this drabble

~Biting and Blood will be present

~Suggestive theme is present

||Guests in Drabble||

Rust Knight belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Breezy Hurricane belongs to me.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

How long has it been since Rust been on a mission with Breezy, maybe way too long. During the time way back, both her and Rust been busy with missions with their fractions. Dealing with bad guys, crazy adults, some trying to ruin their friends fun or even kidnapping someone or one of them. To say in short, it's been a crazy week for them.

However, it also effected how they would see one another even when it came to Rust thinking about his girlfriend to Breezy thinking about her boyfriend. To say, they missed one another but with being so busy it's hard to see one another now. Not that it was a problem but at times they wish they could when possible.

It would seem they wouldn't see each other for a while longer before they got a mission together. It seems they would be working together on a hit and run mission with some hit man that was trying to sell off other demons in the area. So both the Hurricane and ironblood knight set off to take on this mission.

That turns to right now.....

It took a while to get to this location from traveling from time to time from stops and short breaks. Both Rust and Breezy were tired but also trying to focus on the mission even when it came to hidden urges they kept hidden. With Rust sometimes taking care of himself to Breezy doing the same. It was hard not to just get it out but they had to complete the mission first.

It did take some time to a few nights to get to their destination but they did after so long. Before long, they would be able to put this mission to rest.

A huge fight was going on right now with some explosions going off and even some bad guys being knocked out. Breezy was kicking and punching whoever tried catching her. Her gunpowder blue eyes glow as she jumps back dodging a heavy hitter bad guy trying to knock her out but she was too quick for him. She did a few sweep kicks to knock him down as he falls on some others who twitched from how heavy he was.

Even seeing some screaming while running away from another who was destroying some of the machines here. Rust knight smirked while breaking something using Destoryer but he made sure it was totaled.

"Don't just stand there you idiots! Get rid of them now!!" the main head said but he saw his men getting knocked back, hit into the air, kicked into the wall knocked out. Yeah, it was a mess. Seems both Rust and Breezy were too powerful and the other two just were too strong. This caused most of the men to run away screaming in fear.

The leader saw this but it seems he got angry only for them to fight till the end. That is before Rust and Breezy brought him down and his goons now leaving a destroyed hide out here near the hidden forest location. Both Rust and Breezy were panting while seeing the result. However, they were able to complete the mission.

Rust, still panting but sees that they took it out with a fire seen from the machines he destroyed. "We did it. Finally, I thought those idiots wouldn't give up." he said but Breezy was panting as well while she was looking at the destroyed hideout.

"Yeah, but we did it though. We got their asses good and beat em. That's what I call a royal butt kicking." she smiled with a fist pump even when Rust was agreeing with her. From all this, he still felt the rush of blood in him but he didn't know Breezy was the same. As the two were about to move, they heard some thunder in the distance to see it was about to storm.

"Oh boy, come on. We better find shelter before we get soaked." She said but Rust agrees before both turn to run away from the area but they hope to find a place for shelter.

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Minutes turned to hours, heavy rain was coming down through the hidden area with some thunder being heard. Lucky their was not gusty wind that Rust and Breezy were running through before they saw a place to stay.

They were able to find one and was now inside while panting from the running. Even from all that, they felt their hearts pounding from the running with the adrenaline running through their demon veins.

"That was crazy..."

"True but thanks to that we got em!" Rust said but he and her laughed together even with leaning against the wall together. The sound of heavy rain coming down that it leaves the two thinking now. Though, Rust did look to her to see her still snickering at the thought but he did see she still was wet from the rain like he was. Though, the clothes she had were sticking to her figure that made him blush a bit looking away.

Seems she grew up quiet well in his view but he only closed his hand into a fist that he tries to keep himself calm. He didn't want to lose it even from that but it's been hard and he was pent up for a while. Even though he knew she has she looked tempting to just take her right here and now.

"....." 'Calm down Rust..just hold on. We just completed a mission..this isn't the time t..to..' he was shaking his head but he sighed already getting hard that he looks away to clear his throat.

"Should we go ahead and get dried up after all that? It seems we are stuck here till the storm passes." he said but Breezy blinks to look.

"True, it seems like that. I don't mind. Though, it was a crazy wild run huh?"she smiled but she sees he agreed with a nod. "Though, I still feel the rush from all that. It was insane too!" she said admitting that even if she was looking to him. "What do you think Rust?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. It was indeed. I didn't expect that to happen but..we really are crazy when we are on a mission together." he laughed and yet, she laughed as well to cross her arms under her breasts that he felt it twitch when she did.

"True, but still that was insane." she snickered that Rust looks away trying to calm down. 'Shit..don't do that when your in front of me, Breezy please. It's been hard enough not trying to tackle you on this damn floor and just..Ugh!!'

"Hmm? You okay Rust?" she asked but he shook it off to blush worse standing. "I'm..I'm going to wash up! See you later!" he said hurrying to see the area has a washroom which made Breezy blink. She looks to him leaving but she only sighed to think. What was that all about? Even if everything happened this night...she couldn't help but feel excited after all that. Blushing herself, she goes to get dry herself.

That was a while ago but she did wonder if Rust was alright while she was thinking. She had her clothes hanging to dry lucky she brought some spares with her and she knew he did too. Right now, she was seeing the rain coming down after getting cleaned up but wonders where Rust was. Maybe he was laying down or maybe resting after their mission but she had been squirming on the bed to think. "Maybe I should check on him.." she mutters but gets up to do just that.

The small cabin here was quiet with rain coming down but she did wonder where he was. He couldn't be downstairs since he already ate but he could be resting up somewhere but as she passes a opened door, a groan was heard to make her stop. "???"

She blinks to see but carefully takes a peek to wonder what happened but what she saw made her eyes widen. Rust was panting while laying on the bed but he was stroking himself while growling in lust. Even worse with the left over rush of adrenaline still being strong got him heated for Breezy again.

"Haaaa....haaaa..f..fuck....fuck..."

"......" 'R..Rust?!...' she thought to herself even if she was quiet blushing to see this. Though, she see he was heated while leaning against the pillow to still pump himself clawing the blanket under his hands.

"Haaaa...hhhaaaaa...fuck Breezy..damn it why do you have to be so tempting? Just why?.....damn it....." he groans quickening his hand as he was trying to calm down but even with watching, Breezy shook where she stood from the hallway but her fingers shook with her legs crossed. She felt wet just hearing this but a dribble of wetness was seen running down her leg that she was trying to calm down too.

'Geez, I didn't expect the mission to do that much to him..e..even if he looks like he....he's been thinking about it after all that time.' she thought till she saw Rust panting heavily in the room with only the slight flash of lightening seen from the window. Hearing his hungry groans, moans, and snarls got Breezy to look flushed that one hand slips down in between her legs now stroking and fingering herself.

'....I s..shouldn't even be spying on him like this. It's wrong to even if he's my boyfriend b..but....seeing him like this is exciting. Not being about to hear his pleasure for a long time can take a toll. her fingers grew wet from pushing them in and out but she covers her mouth while opening herself up and even spreading her legs. It felt tight since they didn't do it for a while but that mission really got her own blood flowing too.

'But right now there he is..just pleasuring himself. Just how pent up were you Rust?' she thought to feel more wetness running down her legs as she shook in the need of pleasure. Breezy heard more of his heated growls and groans mixed together in his pleasure.

She already felt wet but also aroused, her own blood was on fire even from just fingering herself. However, she looks to Rust still panting to lower her hand while pleasuring herself while hearing her boyfriend doing the same. He even sits up to twitch feeling the head leaking thinking about Breezy even when she was his. Breezy was his girlfriend but he still gets excited to only quicken his hand with the buck of his hips.

"Breezy...f..fuck....Haaa...haaaa..."

"......." She was speechless right now watching and hearing his voice. Though, hearing it only made her wetter to grip the door looking down.

'I want her so badly..even thinking about her is driving me crazy....damn it. I need to calm down or she'll be going to find me in worry....you have no idea what you do to me. How badly I feel when it comes to you..it's always nuggghh you..haaa..wanting to breed you over and over again.....damn that mission really got me this heated and when she was soaked to the bone from the rain I....damn it I fucking want you so much..' he thought panting but his eyes slowly changed from hazel blue to red while not knowing Breezy was fingering herself faster to almost bit down on her bottom lip.

'Even with my fingers, it's not enough..it's not enough...it's been hard during the few weeks even with the mission. Even seeing him doing this is...is too....' she was quickening her fingers even rubbing the nub down there. She yelps quietly to cover her mouth feeling her body shaking in need.

"Mmmm....mmmmm..." she could hear how wet she was just from rubbing and moving her fingers inside. She was already tightening wanting him just as badly. She needed him while closing her eyes fingering herself. She even shook rubbing her clit suddenly to whimper.

'N...No..No rubbing that m..made me almost c..cum...but it's not..helping...' she thought but she looks to see her body showing some sweat, her heart was beating loudly only to hear Rust groaning out even worse that she only shook. She couldn't take it anymore. It was too much.

Before long, she heard him groaning out to look again. "Cumming...fuck gonna cum..I need to calm down before she worries....damn it just cum already.." he panted going faster and faster arching his back before he grunts feeling his cock cumming. Breezy could see the white strings of cum hitting the blanket but he moans out finally cumming as she was shaking where she sits near the door drooling.

The storm still was present but she only closed her hand into a fist hearing Rust's panting but he was already shaking again. 'I can't...I can't take this anymore..' she thought but slowly stood up to even open the door but she goes in to see that he was panting trying to calm down but she could see he still was hard!

"......."

In a bit, she goes in to close the door loud enough for him to hear, snapping Rust out of his daze to see her. "W..woah! Breezy!? What are you doing in here!? I..I can explain I was.." he was trying to explain but he only saw her walk over to him to make him think she was angry at him.

As he tried to explain, Breezy suddenly touches his shoulders to shove him back against the bed that she sits on his lap to deeply kiss him. "Mffm!" he felt her hold his cheek while kissing him deeply, her other hand holding the metal clawed hand one down as he feels her slipping her tongue past his lips. He blushed not expecting her to do this but he feels her body pressed down against him but slowly grinding against him that he feels her hips grinding into his lap as well.

"B..Breezy, hey wait a-" He got kissed again but harder while she was pressing up her chest against his own but he tenses feeling the nipples were hard. Was she aroused? She even shifts a little more as well whimpering.

"R..rust...I c..can't..I can't take it anymore......it b..burns.." she whimpers but Rust blushed seeing her looking aroused now.

"R..Rust pleas...please i..it aches..it aches again....please I w..want it..I want you~" she whimpers against his lips but he blushed hard even feeling her slowly moving her hips to tease him over his cock.

"Mmmmmm!" He felt her leaving heated kisses and bites on his shoulder feeling him twitch to then seeing her nipping his ear. He shudders from the affection but she only hugs him close whimpering in his ear to show how excited she was.

That's when he felt it, she was soaking wet down there that made him more excited as he returns the kiss back. He only groans kissing her deeper and deeper before he sees her break the kiss panting softly against his lips for him to pull her back against his own body kissing back hungrily. During this, he sits up with her in his lap while he grips her rear to keep her as close as possible against his body.

Though, he didn't want to rip her sleepwear off even if he badly wanted to. Feeling that, she breaks the kiss to pant against his lips. Her half lidded eyes looks into his blood red hungry gaze.

"W..we need to remove your c..clothing-"

"R..Rip them off....just rip them off damn it. I don't care I just fucking need you. So rip them off..." she hissed for him to grip the clothes to rip them off her body.

The sound of tearing cloth was heard exposing some of her own body for Rust before he pulls her close suddenly. She yelps only for him to begin kissing her chest and neck while clawing her sweat coated skin as she was moaning out softly from the feeling. He was already squeezing one of her breasts in his hand while he feels her still grinding harder into his lap.

He keeps biting and kissing her skin but she shook feeling all this then hisses when he bites her skin drawing some of her blood. A laps it up with his tongue already growing aroused while feeling hotter and wetter.

She shivers gripping his own shirt but a heated purr leaves her throat when he only feels her laying against him that he feels her lays her back on the bed being on top of her. He already got heated for more but she squirms wanting him too till he begins to grind against her seeing her arch her back.

"Haaaa....haaaaaa...." She was dazed feeling the heat between them but she begins wanting more that he keeps her still. Knowing much, Rust only lowers to kiss her again while holding her down on the bed as she was shaking being under his mercy.

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The storm was still present but Rust was not focused on that. He was watching Breezy bouncing on his lap while she had her head leaning back. Her voice was breaking with squeaks and whimpers, her moans were loud but even being loud than the thunder.

"MMmmmm....mmmmmmm....."

"Breezy e..easy hhaaa your squeezing m..me..too tight....." he panted watching her face being lost in pure ecstasy. She needed this. She wanted him after so long so she wasn't going to slow down now! Even if he came already she wanted more to still move her hips.

"I don't c..care....just please...f..fill me up more and more..I want it so badly!" she begs but she already came wanting him to fill her again. Panting he keeps bucking up hearing her cry out.

"Ahhhhh...ahhhhh....h..harder..p..please harder......hhaaaa I want you to f..fuck me harder Rust please!! I want you t..to break me! Just break me!!!!" She begs even when he was squeezing her breasts in his hands, she didn't slow down from thrusting up.

Even now he wanted to feel more that she shook from the touches. He growls gripping her arms to keep thrusting up into her. She screams out in a daze feeling his cock pushing in even deeper.

"haaa...haaaa..s..so tight..you've gotten really tight since the last time we did this. Do you love it that much?" he asked seeing Breezy bouncing more but she was whimpering when feeling his hips clapping against her.

"Yeesssss yes I m..missed this. I missed y..you a..after so nugggh long. I mi..mmmmmm!!" She feels him shift again but was holding her on her side and thrusting up as Breezy cries out gripping the bed.

"Ahhhh Rust!" she moans out twitching but he only keeps thrusting and holding one of her legs up to get in deeper. His cock was swelling but he wanted more of her while biting against her shoulder and neck.

"I missed you Breezy so fucking much..It's been crazy without you....missed you so much.." he panted against her bitten shoulder but he only feels her shivering when she tightens around him when he was thrusting. However, Breezy couldn't control her voice still crying out even louder. It felt good but he groans to quicken his hips that she cries out drooling on the bed.

"Ah!! T..there, keep hitting t..there! Hit more there!" she said but was trying to buck her hips down when he moves to hold her still while he was squeezing her breast again to pound into her. She screams out shaking again that Rust panted not easing up.

She was still tight, hot, wet, and warm only aching for him and him alone. He even thrusts up suddenly to hold her tight. She shook feeling him grinding against her spot but yelps feeling him hold her tight against him that she was bouncing again throwing her head back wanting it.

Even squeezing and pinching her nipples and breasts. He only keeps thrusting upward into her but she shook gasping for him. It felt too good and she already was burning in heat for it. Even bucking back, Rust turns her head to kiss her lips while making out with him.

She felt his arms tight around her body but he only kisses deeper and more that he breaks the kiss to feel her tightening again. "Your getting even tighter.. are you going to cum for me my little tempting vixen?" he panted as she shook.

"Y..Yes..I..I'm gonna c..cum a..again...b..but I don't want it t..to end..n..not like this." she begs but he looks to only nip her neck with a weak shiver leaving her.

"Trust me, I'm not done. I'll take you all night if I must. I missed you so badly..my body burns with just holding you....when you cum for me..I'll keep going till your filled up." he whispered that she panted to try and speak.

"Y..You..ohhhhhh!!" she shook to grip his human arm but feels his metal fingers rubbing her clit and thrusting more. "W..wait, wait don't!! Don't tease i..it!" she begs gasping out while he was thrusting deeper and deeper growling in pleasure.

"Come on Breezy...why don't you cum for me? I wanna see you cum." he said but Breezy tries to hold back from cumming but her body was too weak to hold back after all this just to shake.

"R..Rust..Rust I..I can't..I can't t..take it anymore..I c...ca...hhaaaa g..gonna c..cum...g..gonna cum..Cummming!!!." she moans shaking in his hold till Rust only pinches the nub and snaps his hips that he holds her close as Breezy screams.

He feels her get tight only to cum on his cock but he panted to see her shaking while going through her orgasm. However, he grinds against her while feeling her body aching for more. In that moment, she was let go that Rust held her hips up.

"Haaa....haaaaaa......AH!!" she feels him thrust into her again but quivers again. "Mmmmmmmmm..."

Squeezing her hips, he slowly begins thrusting deep but rough with her, hearing a weak purr from her. Even now, he was not done yet. Not with her. 'Don't worry Breezy. Were just starting. We got a long heated night ahead of us..and I'm not wasting any time staling......' he thought taking off his shirt to toss to the floor before the bed creaks with a weak moaning Breezy and heavily groaning Rust.

Seems they couldn't hold it but it was worth letting it out all this time.

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mirkwoodshewolf · 3 years ago

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You’re an asshole, but you’re my asshole; Stephen Strange x reader

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well this was one of the first tumblr requests I had gotten since I started opening requests up. And with MOM now out, this fic was SLIGHTLY inspired by it plus Ep. 4 of Disney+’s WHAT IF...? And yeah it’s a long one but I hope the anon who requested this loves it in the end as well as the rest of you guys.

Warnings: SLIGHT SPOILERS OF DSITMOM (again nothing MAJOR just America Chavez and her backstory but if you’ve read the comics I guess it’s not really a spoiler? idk I’ll still include spoiler tags if need be), kidnapping, OBSESSIVE YANDERE STRANGE!! angst ends to fluff, talking sassy kitty-cat (you’ll find out).

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God Stephen Strange is the most arrogant, egotistical, hypocritical asshole that has ever walked the universe! Always with me he’s gotta find some sort of flaw and compare it to his ex-lover? Partner? Whoever the hell she was, Christine Palmer. Now I get you can’t ever really let go of your first love but come on Strange. You were the one who fucked it up and I was there to pick up the pieces for you.

And even once we managed to get together, you still had to compare me to her. And even as you forced me to go with you to her own wedding (to SOMEONE ELSE MIND YOU!!) you had the gall to lie and say that you were happy. Yeah I know when he lies.

When his hands flinch and try to clench up at his side and his adam’s apple bobs up and down quickly. That’s how you can catch the great Doctor Stephen Strange in a lie.

And now once again after we got into a huge scuffle about something else. He had the nerve to say to me that he wished he hadn’t screwed things up with Christine, cause then he wouldn’t have to be dealing with my constant nagging. After giving him a hard falcon punch across the face that’s when I had stormed out of the London sanctum (since I am the Head Guardian of it) and stormed across the city.

I went over to my favorite cat café (yes a real cat café) and got my usual drink plus big chocolate chip cookies, all the while my favorite cat, a Calico named Demeter came up to me and she sat down in my lap. She was a beautiful 6 year old cat that was tri-colored of black, yellow and white. She had piercing green eyes and was the most skittish and cautious cats in the whole café, the owners even said that until I had come in, she never associated with anyone else but me.

As I broke apart my cookie but could barely enjoy it, my other hand was stroking down Demeter’s back.

“What else does he want from me De? Am I really not good enough for him? Is it the distance? I know that things have changed since he was last here but—is it the distance that’s forcing him to think about her? Or is it just me?” her tail curled up around her and her ear twitched as she just stared up at me. “Must be nice to be a cat. No worries, no expectations. All you really demand is pets, food and a clean place to go to the bathroom.”

“(Y/n)?” I didn’t even need to look up to see who it was.

“I thought I told you to not come after me!” I snapped as I took a sip of my expresso.

“I—” he paused.

“What Strange? What do you wish to say to me now, hmm!?! Does my (h/c) not match up to her strawberry blonde or whatever the hell they call it. It’s red hair for Christ sake! Or maybe it’s the fact that I’m not a doctor and could never get the hidden jokes you both used to share.”

“No! No that’s not—You were right.” I looked up at him puzzled. Okay now this is a first. Stephen never admits he’s right. “I….I was a fool. Better yet I was an arrogant, shit-faced asshole who screwed up big time. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness but can you at least hear me out?”

I raised my brow skeptically at him but allowed him to sit down. At first he went for the chair next to me but I snapped my fingers and it moved away. I then pointed to the one in front of me and he softly nodded in understandment.

“You have 1 minute.”

“Wow. You—really mean business don’t you?” he softly joked.

“50 seconds.” I snapped.

“Comparing you to Christine is—the worst thing I could possibly have done. And I shouldn’t have done that. It’s just….you never forget your first love.”

“You’re really not starting off on a good foot.”

“Wait, wait. You didn’t let me finish. I took you for granted and I should never have done that to you. To us. I’m sorry. From the bottom of my heart I am truly, deeply sorry.” I pondered and pondered on his word and I said.

“Well Stephen. Even through your stupidity and ‘ignore all rules’ attitude, that apology would make most girls fall to their knees and make them fall in love all over again. And I might’ve been one of those girls. If it was the real you.”

“What? What are you talking about? I am real, see?” he knocked on the table which produced a knock. Behind my back I summoned out my Sais of the living Tribunal.

“I’m not saying you’re an illusion or a projection of Stephen Strange. You may have his face but you’re not him. Plus don’t think I haven’t noticed how frantic Demeter’s tail has gotten, or the fact that she’s met the real Stephen Strange and never acted this way towards him.”

Demeter let out an angry hiss before growling defensively whilst still in my lap.

“Now I’m going to say this one time. Who the hell are you and why do you have Stephen’s face? Are you a shifter from the Dark Dimension? Or a changeling sent by Nightmare?” at that moment the Stephen before me dropped the niceties and his voice grew into a more darker, menacing tone.

“You always were too clever. That’s what always drew me to you. Even in my own dimension.” Demeter immediately hopped off my lap and I stood up holding my sais toward him.

“No games! I want answers fraud!”

“I am as I appear my dear (Y/n). My name is Stephen Strange, just not yours.” His normal clothes then morphed into his sorcerer clothes, but there was a huge difference, even his face looked different.

Dark circles underneath his eyes, his beard was more gruff (like he didn’t trim it). He almost looked like a ghost or a demon if anything. His normal blue robes looked more dark purple with some black mixed in, but the biggest difference was the Cloak of Levitation. The friendly, soft red material had been changed to a straight menacing black satin that almost appeared to have an edge about them. Even the collar was spiked upward almost or even stocking out past his head like a crown.

“The name is Strange Supreme. And I have traveled through multiple universes to find you. And at last I have.”

“What are you talking about?” I sneered.

“It would seem your Stephen takes you for granted. Whilst I and—” he trailed off, I saw a glimmer of what may have been tears (crocodile tear or not I couldn’t tell). “In my universe, I had an (Y/n) (L/n). She—was my everything. My life, my heart, my soul. And I never took her for granted. Until the day she was taken from me. I’ve tried every spell, every ounce of magic to prevent her death but—she was gone. But now—now I see that if I can’t bring her back. I could find a new one to take her place.”

“Sorry to tell you this psychopath I’m not going anywhere. Especially not with—” my vision went fuzzy. I shook my head briefly. “Especially not with—” suddenly I lurched forward dropping my weapons.

“I knew this would happen. I knew you wouldn’t be willing to come with me by your consent. So I slipped a small spell in your drink that would activate if you rejected my offer.” What? No but the barista was a she and she—hold on. I looked up at him and I saw how he morphed into the barista for a split second to say in her Edinburgh accent. “Sorry dearie, guess I might’ve made it a bit too sweet for yah.” Before he morphed back into himself.

“You…..son of a b……” I collapsed and my world went black.

*3rd Person POV*

Strange Supreme walked over to (Y/n)’s body and gingerly stroked her cheek.

“100 years and finally at long last. I have you once again at my side my beloved. And I swear, I will never let you go again.” He picked her up and before summoning a portal with just a simple thought and he walked through it holding an unconscious (Y/n) in his arms.

From the corner, Demeter watched intensely before she looked around and saw the aftermath of what this ‘Strange Supreme’ had done. All the coworkers were frozen in their spots and as for the other cats, they had all been knocked out and were in a deep sleep. She raced towards the back (and by some string of luck) one of the employers had been frozen right by the door and had left it opened.

She dashed out and ran through the streets of London. Knowing of the stories ever since her favorite human arrived of the London Sanctum, she ran as fast as she could to the London Sanctum and when she got to the door, she proceeded to scratch at the door meowing as loudly as she could.

Inside the real Stephen Strange was now sporting an icepack as part of his recovery from facing the wrath of the current girlfriend.

“Hate to tell you this bruv, but you deserved it.” Taron, (Y/n) second in command born and raised in Wales said as he came passing by Stephen.

“Yes, yes I know. I’ve already been told that by half of the London Sanctum already.” Stephen snapped before sighed and holding the icepack close to his cheek. “I don’t even know why I said it. I was angry and it just—”

“Slip of the tongue?” Taron replied as Stephen nodded. “Look mate, when you blipped for five years. (Y/n) was a wreck. Especially after you two had recently gotten together. When you came back and all you thought about was Christine after Stark’s funeral, it really hurt her. She and your ex stayed here for the Blip, what made you think it was okay to think about your ex-girlfriend instead of your current one who had poured through every scroll, every page at Kamar-Taj to try and bring all who were blipped, mainly you, back?”

“Like she’s said. I’m an arrogant, selfish asshole.”

“And a number of other things but I’m keeping that to myself.” Taron muttered.

“Oi Taron!” a voice exclaimed. A young blonde haired boy with piercing green eyes came running forward.

“What is it Ben?” Taron asked.

“Okay, umm….this is gonna sound crazy but you might wanna open the doors.”

“What?” questioned Taron.

“Look not even I can explain it just open the bloody doors.” The three men went down the steps to the front door and Taron waved his hand to unlock the doors and soon bursting in meowing frantically was Demeter. She lunged towards Stephen and leapt at him. Awkwardly he caught her as she was meowing and pawing at him.

“You know this cat Stephen?” Taron asked.

“Hoe she’s not an ex too.” Ben muttered before snickering to which Taron kicked him in the shin.

“Demeter?” she let out a loud meow almost as if saying yes. “She’s one of the cats from the cat café (Y/n) liked to go to. But they—they never let you guys out at least not unsupervised.” She then started up her frantic meows and squirmed in Stephen’s grip. He set her down and she paced around him, rubbing up against him and pawed at his boots, almost as if telling him to go. “Okay this is insane, I’m talking to a cat. I mean it’s not like there’s a—” he paused before turning to Taron. “Please tell me there’s a spell to make animals talk.”

“You…..want to talk to the calico?” Taron sounded out suspiciously.

“Look Taron I know it sounds crazy, hell even insane but trust me when I say this cat does not normally act like this unless something is really wrong. And I have a sickening feeling that there is, and that it involves (Y/n).”

“There might be something. Not necessarily Kamar Taj material but an old Inuit spell from America. The Ancient One kept various spells based on different cultures here in London due to our sophisticated filing system. Follow me.” Taron led Strange, Demeter and Ben into the archive wing of the library.

Taron levitated through shelf after shelf until he found the book of Inuit spells and skimmed through the book until he found the spell he needed. Together with some basic ingredients like hair of creature needed, 2 tsp. of vinegar, 1 cup of water, 1/4th tsp. of food dye, a drop of honey and 3 grams of salt.

Taron mixed the ingredients together before pouring it into a cup. The potion now looked like a liquid formation of Demeter’s fur pattern and he handed it to Stephen.

“Once you drink this all down, say these words exactly. I even phonetically sounded them out for you in case you couldn’t get it.” Stephen glared at Taron who merely shrugged and handed Strange the cup.

“The things one does for love.” He then downed the entire glass like it was a shot and grimaced at the taste. He let out a couple of coughs before taking the paper from Taron and began to say the spell. “Deila hér me. Dag eru nou rar vitur orum.”

They waited for a few minutes to see if anything would happen. And they waited, and waited, and waited. Stephen let out a growl before throwing the cup to the wall and snapped.

“The longer we wait the longer it’s going to take to find out what happened to (Y/n)!”

“Maybe we missed something, here Taron let me see the book mate.” Ben said taking the book.

“So I drank that nasty shit for nothing. Great, great just great.” Stephen snapped before sitting down in a huff.

‘No wonder why she can’t stand you.’ A female voice spoke up. Stephen looked around but there was no female in the room, only he, Ben and Taron. He then felt a light pressure on his lap to see Demeter standing on his lap. She cleaned herself up before saying to Stephen again. ‘Not only are you too hung up in the past, but you’re too impatient. And I can see what she meant by your temper.’

“D-did you just……you’re talking?”

‘Well talking as in you can hear my thoughts, yes. How you ever became Sorcerer Supreme I’ll never know.’ Demeter hopped off his lap and onto the table, her tail wagging and curling up into a question mark point every now and then.

“Hold on Stephen, are you—”

“Shh!” he hissed at Taron and Ben before turning towards Demeter. “Look I’ll let you insult me all you want later, what is it you came here to tell me?”

‘Normally I’d never go running for a human, but (Y/n) has treated me like a cat should be treated, and not like some fragile glass doll.’

“Focus! (Y/n). What happened to her?!”

‘Okay Mr. Pushy. Look, I couldn’t even explain it myself. The guy who took my (Y/n) looked just like you. Only if he hadn’t gotten some sun in all of his life.’

“You’re saying he looked like me?”

‘Yep. Right down to your weird, Stark-copy beard.’

“I do not have Stark’s—besides that. What else happened?”

‘It all happened so fast. My brothers and sisters had somehow been knocked out cold, and everyone became like the statues you see outside. Still and frozen. Then just before my (Y/n) could fight back, she was knocked out. I think he said he put something in her drink. Then they both disappeared into one of those portal things you guys always love to make.’

“Did he say why he wanted her?”

‘Something along the lines of wanting to find her after so long. If you ask me, the guy was eyeing her like how Butch eyes that mouse that’s been sneaking into the café. Like he really wanted her and was going to do anything to get her.’

“And that’s it?”

‘Next thing I did was find a way out to try and come here. Of course I was hoping it wouldn’t be you because you hurt her Stephen Strange. Big time!’ Demeter swiped at him with her paw and let out a hiss as she said that. ‘If you don’t bring her back unharmed, you’re gonna regret ever having met me.’

“Alright. Alright.” Stephen stood up and faced Taron and Ben.

“What’d she say?” asked Ben.

“Take some sorcerers and investigate the café. I need to get to Wong and ask him if anything else has been disrupted since this look-alike has come into our world.”

“Wait Stephen are you suggesting that this is a Multi-versal threat?” asked Taron urgently.

“I can’t say for certain. But I can’t just let (Y/n) be kept prisoner from this other Strange.” He opened up a portal which had opened up to Kamar-Taj where Wong, and by sheer luck, America Chavez was also there standing close by.

“Strange, what’s going on?” Wong asked.

“It’s (Y/n).”

“Tía (Y/n) is in trouble? What did you do now Stephen?!” demanded America.

“It’s a long story but it would seem we got a visitor from another world, and by world I mean multiverse. Another version of me kidnapped (Y/n).”

“And how do you know this was another you?” asked Wong.

“You’re gonna think I’m insane.”

“Not the first time.” Wong muttered. Stephen glared at Wong and that’s when Demeter came through the portal right as it closed and she let out a meow.

“Aww what a pretty kitty.” Cooed America as she knelt down and tried to get Demeter to come over to her. “Come here sweetheart, come here.”

“Don’t waste your breath America, Demeter doesn’t go to just any—” but Stephen was interrupted as Demeter actually walked up to America and nuzzled against her hand and let out a purr.

“Demeter. Like the Greek goddess of harvest and agriculture. Ohh that’s a beautiful name for a beautiful cat like you.” America said as she continued to pet Demeter.

“You mangey little—and why did it take you months to get used to me?!”

‘(Y/n) has talked about this girl a lot. Shown me pictures, plus she has a good aura. You however are too arrogant and reckless.’ Demeter said as she allowed America to pick her up in her arms and continued to pet her.

“Strange. Are you—talking to the cat?” Wong asked hesitantly.

“And Inuit spell Taron found in the London Sanctum.”

“Are you serious? There’s a Doctor Dolittle spell? I wanna try it!” America proclaimed.

“No, you don’t trust me. Alright now wait we’re getting off topic here!”

“Even if there were another Stephen Strange here, what would be want with (Y/n)?” asked Wong.

“I think I might know.” America spoke up. The two men turned to her and she set Demeter down on a nearby table. “Can you ask Demeter if he had a black cloak on? That was spiked at the end and collar reaching up to his head?”

‘Yes. Yeah it did.’ Demeter said as she sat down and stared at America.

“She said yes. America do—do you know this version of me?”

“Briefly. He uhh—when I jumped into his universe by accident, he promised he’d help find my moms, but only if I told him where to find his (Y/n).”

“Find her?”

“He told me of a battle he and his (Y/n) fought a long, long time ago in his world. I don’t really remember much of who this foe they fought was but—he told me that the fate of their world collapsing was at large. But his (Y/n) didn’t hesitate. She and their foe broke through their reality and ended up being lost in the multiverse. Just—just like my mamás.”

Wong and Stephen sighed heavily.

“I told him I couldn’t help him find her, and like others have in the past he tried to take my power but I quickly got the hell out of there and never went back.” She stroked Demeter’s head and Demeter nuzzled against America’s forearm to comfort the young girl.

“I know you said you’d never go back, but do you think you can take me there?” Stephen asked.

“Stephen you know the laws of what multiverse jumping could cause.” Wong warned him.

“Yeah, yeah, conversions of our worlds mending into a multiversal war. Not like anything we haven’t faced before. But tell me this, Sorcerer Supreme. Are you willing to let (Y/n) die or worse in that world should it perish because of what that Stephen Strange has done?”

Wong sighed heavily. (Y/n) was his dearest friend, she saved his ass more times than he could count and now he had the chance to finally repay that debt, but would he risk two worlds potentially colliding that could either destroy one or both their worlds?

“You take the cat with you.” Wong said.

“What? Why?”

“Because that cat seems to knows to keep an eye on you and will keep you in line of you don’t.”

‘Oh I like him too.’ Demeter said as she walked over to Wong and let out a meow and raised her paw at him. Wong extended a hand out and Demeter gave his thumb a soft lick and purred once more.

“Is this a gang up on Stephen day or what?” Stephen questioned out annoyed.

“Probably. Especially after what you said to Tía (Y/n).”

“I—how do you know that?”

“She’s always told me. Ever since we first met. When you were still butthurt over Christine. Like I said I’ve seen more of yous and hers together than you and Christine. Even the creepy yandere version of yourself.”

“Yan—what’s yandere?” Stephen asked. America and Wong looked at each other and America spoke in Spanish.

“Should I?”

“It’d probably be best not to.” Wong responded back in Spanish. “Now if you’re going to go into this other world you’ll need to get in, find her and get out. The convergence can happen by a simple change in two variants of the same person being there but the effect of the convergence actually happening can either be instantaneous or prolonged.” Wong explained.

“Well let’s hope it’s the latter. America, do you remember where this other world with this Stephen Strange is?”

“A bit yeah. But he could sense you coming before the portal even opens. He’s that powerful. Last time I went, he was at the exact spot I would land.” She said.

“Okay so brute strength and power isn’t going to stop him. Guess I’ll just have to outwit him and I am good at that.” Wong and America looked at each other but chosen not to say anything.

“If the world you enter doesn’t start to collapse the second you arrive, give yourself an hour at most to find (Y/n) and then get out. America will open the portal for you to come through no later than that.”

“One hour, okay.” Stephen and Wong stood back as America stepped forward and she concentrated on summoning the portal to Strange Supreme’s universe.

“I’ll try to open it at this exact spot after the hour. And…..please be sure you have Tía (Y/n) before I do.”

“I’ll try. Come on Demeter.” Demeter hopped off and got up on top of Stephen’s shoulders and the two of them quickly hopped through the portal before she closed it behind her.

There was nothing but darkness surrounding them. As Stephen walked along, soft creeks sounded off with each footstep.

‘Could you be anymore louder than you are right now?’

“Okay one more insult out of you and I will throw you across the room.” Stephen threatened her in a quiet voice. She hopped off of Stephen’s shoulders and she sniffed around.

‘I can’t seem to find a trace of her scent.’

“Nothing?”

‘As I said, nothing. You sure we’re in the right place?’ As they walked further along they now stood before what almost resembled the main hall of the New York Sanctum, however the aura in it was dark and ominous.

Books were scattered all over the floor, candles by the mile decorated the floorboards ahead, and a large opening into what looked like a wormhole stood behind where the large window overlooked Bleeker street. As they walked along, Demeter suddenly stopped and she lowered herself briefly as she let out a soft but menacing growl.

“So……” a deep, gravely, possessive tone spoke. Stephen turned around and soon a grand fireplace lit up and sitting in a large red chair was Strange Supreme. “You did come.” Strange Supreme said. “And you brought vermin with you.”

Demeter let out an anxious meow as Stephen stood in front of her and the cloak of levitation picked her up and hid her behind Stephen’s back.

“More like a friend.” Strange Supreme scoffed.

“My (Y/n) did adore strays. Cats especially were her favorite. Even when I’d tell her we couldn’t have one, they were always drawn to her. She even took care of one that looked exactly like the one you’ve got.”

“I didn’t come here to make small talk. Now where is she?” Stephen demanded.

“Surprised that you still care. Why don’t you just go back to your world, patch things up with Christine. After all that’s who you truly love right?”

“What I said was…..”

“A mistake? A slip of the tongue, a sudden outburst of anger.” Strange Supreme mocked as he stood up. “I’ve seen her mind and her heart. You don’t know how good you’ve had it Stephen. Christine never treated us right, she never understood us, especially after our accident.” Strange Supreme showed Stephen the same scars on his hand from the car accident. “But (Y/n) did. She picked up the pieces, she taught us how to love again, and to see the light in everything. And you threw her out like trash.”

“I came here for her didn’t I? If I didn’t truly love her, I would’ve turned away and tried to go back to Christine like you claimed. But no, I’m here. I won’t ask this again, where. Is. She?”

“The only (Y/n) that’s here is mine. I worked too hard and sacrificed soo much to find her.”

“Look, I don’t know if your (Y/n) looks anything like mine, but if she does, She’s not yours. Her face may be the same but it’s not her. Plus even if it was her, what would she say if she saw you like this?”

“It wouldn’t matter. She’s here with me now and I’ll love her and take care of her ten times better than you ever did.”

“You have a very sick way of showing it.” Stephen sneered lowly. Strange Supreme smirked wickedly as he chuckled darkly.

“Love makes us do strange and crazy things. But it’s all worth it in the end. So long as we’re together.” Stephen noticed how Strange Supreme was fingering what appeared to be a pearl ring on his left ring finger. An odd piece of jewelry especially given the fact that the pearl was scarlet red.

‘Oi Strange. You might wanna wrap things up here with whatever this lovefest is. I’m starting to sense this world collapsing in on itself.’ True to Demeter’s word, the wallpaper was starting to roll upward, the books starting to disappear page by page and the candle were slowly melting away.

Stephen turned back towards Strange Supreme and he told him.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been planning. I know you can sense it. Even if you do have her, your world is collapsing in on itself.”

“So it seems. But I could care less. The only world that matters to me is (Y/n) and I.”

‘God this poor bastard is even more delusional than I thought.’ Demeter said.

“Not if I find her first.” Stephen challenged.

“And how would you know where she is?”

“I just do. We are Doctor Stephen Strange after all, and if I know myself…..”

“I always got to be smarter than everyone else.” Strange Supreme finished. “Well, produce her.” He challenged Stephen. Stephen looked around until he saw what looked like a small secret doorway right by one of the bookshelves.

“You’ve hidden her behind that door.” He said pointing out to it. Strange Supreme then walked over to the small doorway mocking him.

“Did I, Stephen Strange?” he stood by the small door as Stephen now walked over to the chair where Strange Supreme was just sitting at.

‘Wait, I sense something.’ Demeter told him. Stephen felt Demeter hop off his shoulder and she walked around the fireplace until she stood before a tall purple chair just across from the red chair. ‘There!’

Stephen looked carefully and saw a glimmer of what looked like the mirror dimension.

“Clever man.” He softly muttered. He heard a rough cough and he turned to see Strange Supreme hunched forward as he coughed up a large black skeleton key into his hand. Strange Supreme turned towards Stephen with a questioning yet challenging look. “Yep. Right there, she’ll be there alright.” Strange Supreme softly shook his head.

“You’re wrong Stephen Strange, she’s not there.” Strange Supreme hauntingly mocked as he unlocked the door to reveal an abyssal portal of dust and cobwebs. “Now, to ensure you don’t take my (Y/n) away ever again.” He summoned from his robes, the black dagger of Yama (which had the power to send a person’s soul to the Underworld with just a simple knick of the blade).

“Just allow me to make this one final declaration before you ‘do me in’.” He then picked Demeter up in his hands and he said. “SHE’S NOT YOURS!!” and then as hard as he could, he tossed Demeter right at Strange Supreme.

She yowled and growled as she was thrown through the air until she landed on Strange Supreme’s face. He roared and tried to get the calico cat off his face, but Demeter held firm scratching and biting every square inch of his face.

Using this as a distraction, Stephen quickly unlocked the purple chair to the mirror dimension and there he saw (Y/n) tied up and gagged in the chair wearing a deep purple and black dress, and a crown almost similar to the Scarlet Witch’s.

*My POV*

I watched as Stephen and evil Stephen had conversed back and forth with each other. But when Stephen threw Demeter at the evil Stephen, he took his chance and stood right in front of me and I saw as the mirror dimension was finally opened. He came right up to me and freed me of my chains and gag.

“I know, I know. Not the best idea to throw your favorite cat at my evil twin.”

“I’ll yell at you about that later. Did you get it?”

“Get what?”

“My heart. Stephen that-that psychopath reached into my chest and took my heart. He told me even if you came to save me, I’d never be able to leave this world without it.”

“I think I might have an idea of where he has it. For now let’s get you out of here.” He helped me up and we both left the mirror dimension and he closed the door behind us. Just in time for us to see the evil Stephen literally get his eyes torn out from his skull by Demeter’s claws and he threw her across the room.

But I opened up a portal and she went threw it before ending up back in my arms. Demeter yowled aggressively, baring her teeth at the evil Stephen.

“YOU SELFISH, CHEATING, BASTARD!!” evil Stephen roared as he turned to us, his eyes now hollowed holes and blood pooling out like tears.

All of a sudden the sanctum began to fall apart wood by wood. The floor beneath us became what almost looked like a giant web as we both fell through. I ended up getting stuck along the side while Stephen ended up falling all the way to the bottom.

“Stephen! Are you alright?” I called out.

“I’m fine, how about you and Demeter?” Demeter who was hidden within my dress robe meowed.

“We’re fine.” All of a sudden a monstrous roar was heard from above us. The Evil Stephen seemed to morph into some sort of dragon-hybrid creature as he then fell down into the web to try and get to Stephen. I then watched as Stephen quickly summoned a portal underneath him and he disappeared just before the dragon Stephen could land on him.

“NO!!! WHERE ARE YOU!?!? YOU SELFISH PRICK!!” He looked around trying to feel or hear anything from Stephen. I then felt someone beginning to cut my bonds from the web, I turned and Stephen pressed his index finger quietly to his lips as he continued to cut me free from the webbing.

When my upperbody was free, he allowed me to rest against him as he continued to work on freeing my legs (which somehow proved to be difficult.) I also worked as did Demeter on freeing my legs but one thread soon began to vibrate all the way down towards Dragon-Stephen.

“Oh shit.” I said which caused all of us to stop. Dragon-Stephen ceased his frantic searching and slowly turned towards us smirking maliciously.

“There you are.” He growled sadistically. Stephen then quickly cut the rest of my bonds and threw me over his shoulder as he quickly raced upward with Demeter behind us. “YOU’RE NOT TAKING HER AWAY FROM ME!!” he roared as he got closer to us.

I quickly summoned the sword of Vishanti and sliced him across the face which caused him to pause before growling at me.

“Now that my dear, wasn’t very nice. I was merciful last time but it seems you need a stricter hand.” Suddenly his arms turned into large snakes and they reached up and grabbed hold of the both of us, separating the two of us once more.

The snake that held me kept me high up in the air while the snake that held Stephen brought him towards the Monster-Stephen.

“You pathetic fool. You thought you could get away from the most powerful Sorcerer of this world!?” Monster-Stephen hissed. “Now you look into her eyes, I want her to see you die.” The snake squeezed Stephen so tightly that I could hear his bones cracking from up here. Our eyes locked with each other’s and I shook my head at him.

He-he couldn’t die like this. I just got him back after five years and yeah he’s an asshole at times but I still love him. I’ll always love him. But that’s when I heard My Stephen choke out a laugh. Wait what was he laughing at? I then saw his finger point upward and that’s when I saw the familiar spark of America’s blue portal starting to spark.

“Why are you laughing?”

“It’s just that—we hate to…..leave you high and dry but….our ride’s here.” I then let Demeter out from my robes and she bit Monster Stephen’s snake arm that was holding me and he let out a painful roar which released both Stephen and I.

Soon the bright blue star portal opened and I placed a binding spell on him to keep him bound to his world while Stephen, Demeter and I ended up getting sucked into America’s portal and ended up back on our Earth.

Stephen and I looked at one another before embracing each other. I buried my face into his neck thanking him repeatedly.

“You guys alright?” America asked us.

“Yes mija, we’re okay.” I told her. She smiled and ran over to me and I embraced her as well as did Stephen. “America, you know how you’ve been listening to those ASMR videos? I think you might wanna exclude the yandere videos from now on.”

“I was thinking the exact same thing tía.” I kissed the top of her head and held her tighter.

“I think we all can pretty much say we’ll be staying away from stalkery, obsessive media of any kind.” Stephen said. As we separated, that’s when Stephen pulled out from his pocket the pearl ring that Strange Supreme had turned my heart into.

A simple motion of his hand and the cloaking spell dropped and there in the palm of his hand was my heart.

“Oh my—is that…..” America started.

“Yeah.” I replied bluntly.

“Damn. To be honest though I thought it’d be more—you know bloody? And you’d be—dead? I mean don’t you need a heart to like you know, live?”

“Not if you carefully remove it with magic. A heart is the most powerful thing a person can control. The evil Stephen thought that by taking my heart, he’d have me be under his control forever. To be the (Y/n) that he lost. But how did you—”

“A Sorcerer never reveals his secrets.” He teased me with a cheeky wink. “And unfortunately for him, my (Y/n) is smart to know who the true Stephen Strange is.” Stephen said.

“Your (Y/n)?” I questioned.

“Urm not that you’re my possession or anything god no! I mean, what I meant was you are your own person but uhh—I’m not making this better, am I?” I softly chuckled and kissed his cheek.

“I get what you mean.” A soft smile spread across his face. “Does…..this mean you’ll try to stop comparing me to Christine?”

“I promise. I don’t know why it took me losing you to some psycho-obsessive version of me to realize just how different yet important you are in my life. I know I’ve got some serious making up to do, but I am truly sorry (Y/n). And I hope you can forgive me, or at least give me another chance?”

“You maybe an asshole at times, but you’re my asshole.” We both chuckled before he returned to me my heart. After that we immediately kissed each other and held each other tightly.

*Stephen’s POV*

That night as we lay in bed together (Y/n) had long fallen fast asleep but I wanted to keep watch over her. Not only to see that this was real, but to also ensure that she was going to be safe. From the full moon I saw a small shape come at our window and the sound of a meow was at the window.

It was Demeter, and judging by the tail flickering the way it was and the way her ears were, she was not happy with me. Slowly I got out of bed and went to the window and opened it up.

“Hello again.” A deep but soft growl came out of her. “I’m sorry I threw you at him. At the other Strange. It was the only thing I could think of to distract him to save (Y/n). Can you forgive me?” her narrowed eyes softened and her pupils grew in a more friendlier manner.

Her ears were now fully erect and her tail wasn’t flickering as much as she now began to purr. I slowly reached my hand out and she headbutted my fingers before giving my wrist an affectionate lick. I picked her up and carried her over to our bed and she immediately began to spin around and kneed right near (Y/n)’s feet before letting out a yawn.

I got under the covers and held (Y/n) close to me right as Demeter lay there in what (Y/n) and America refer to a cat’s ‘bread loaf’ style. Her purrs had gotten louder as she closed her eyes and fell asleep right at our feet. I lay my head against the pillows but buried my face into (Y/n)’s hair taking in her scent.

She was back with me, and I won’t risk losing her again even by my own hand.

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INUYASHA DREAMNOBLADE AU (or Dreamnap au bc it fits either way bc I’m not sure if you like Dreamnoblade anymore but!!)

Dream as Inuyasha and The blood God as Kikyo/ Techno as Kagome!

Like their both such stubborn idiots that fit into each other so nicely. But inuyasha dsmp au!!! With dreamnoblade or dreamnap idc! ^^

I’m not sure if you do still take like headcannons or ideas for these ships so I apologize ^^’

But enjoy my silly lil au idea >3<!!

hi anon, thanks for stopping by with a request! im actually still in love with dnb, so there's no need to apologize for sending me this cool au!

now in regards to the actual prompt, i took some liberties with the request and actually switched their roles mainly cause i want c!techno to be the cool immortal with the angsty past where his initial lover (dreamon) breaks up with him via an arrow through the heart, and c!dream as kagome (the reincarnated dreamon)

so yeah... i hope you'll still like this short fic anon❤️💚

DNB + Inuyasha AU

The arrow that pierced him stays exactly where it landed, keeping him bound to the tree he had been resting on seconds ago. There are no words exchanged between him and the archer, and despite the anger and betrayal quickly stirring inside of him, Techno had kept his mouth shut even when he was left on his own.

Love has blinded him to trust the very being who had shot an arrow through his heart.

And as the world begins to darken and his breathing slows to a stop, Techno could only feel anger and bitterness festering until it devoured him whole. He will not forget this transgression, not it even in death.

Darkness. That was the first thing he noticed. It was dark and it was cold.

Then a sound pierces through the silence and darkness.

It was a voice.

It sounded distant, garbled and far away as if he was underwater. Techno strains his ears to listen. Something was pulling at his senses, a scent that came lingering along with the voice, and it felt too familiar.

His consciousness stirs after years of quiet slumber.

Techno opens his eyes to the warmth and brightness of the early morning after being entrapped in darkness for so long.

He blinks his eyes, adjusting them until he's able to see what was in front of him. He hears someone gasp and he turns to the direction of the sound until glowing red eyes met wide, startled emerald.

The resonance within his soul was instantaneous as soon as their eyes meet. The sunlight reflected beautifully off of the man's golden hair and Techno stills under his gaze.

"Hello, my love." Techno greats, fighting off the urge to rip the other man's throat. "What could have ever brought you back to me so willingly?"

"You've got the wrong guy, I've never seen you before in my life."

Techno laughs, shaking his head in amusement all the while.

"I am no fool." Techno says slowly, making sure to add emphasis on the last word. "Do not lie to me so shamelessly again." He adds, a warning and a threat.

"Look, I'm telling you right now I'm not whoever it is you think I am. I'm-"

"Dreamon." Techno cuts him off. He felt his heart hammering inside of his chest at the meer call of his name. "I don't very much enjoy repeating myself. So, either tell me why you've come back or I end you."

"I'm telling you my name isn't Dreamon." The man practically yells at him. There's anger and frustration reflecting in the green of his eyes and the pout on his lips was enough to stun Techno into silence.

In all the times that Techno had spent with Dreamon, Techno has learned that the archer was secretive especially with his thoughts and emotions, so seeing such an open look on the other man's face caught him completely off guard.

"It's Dream, okay?" The man says, patting his chest for emphasis as he enunciates every syllable of his name once again. "That's my name. Whoever that Dreamon guy is, he's not me."

Techno stares at him, then. He notes the similar shade of green in his eyes and the locks of golden hair, but now that he's really looking, he finally sees the difference. Where Dreamon's eyes are darker, the man in front of him - Dream - has a lighter shade, and his hair is a lot shorter compared to Dreamon's.

The scar of his lips and right cheek is also missing along with the beauty mark under his left eye, and yet the freckles on his face still remains. There are clear similarities between this man and the one Techno had called his lover, but now Techno is also able to see their differences.

"Why do you look so much like him?"

"I don't know."

"Then what do you know?"

"I'm not from here. This place doesn't exist from where I'm from."

that's all for now with this AU, though i do have a few ideas i wanted to include in the fic.. initially, this was supposed to be written in dream's pov much like the canon story of Inuyasha, but the prospect of getting to write in techno's pov was too strong.. anyway, lmk if this fic is interesting enough for a continuation bc i might write more 👀

#dnb #dreamnoblade #technodream #ry.quests #anon #will work on the other requests on my inbox tomorrow if i have the time #it's been a while since ive written anything for dsmp and getting to write in techno's pov again was an experience to say the least #i wanted him to sound old timely in this fic mainly due to self-indulgence and also cause demon!techno would be definitely talk like that #man its been a while since ive posted here idk if i missed any tags #oh well #i hope the anon requester likes this fic along with all the other dnb enjoyers out there

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markberries · 4 years ago

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d e s i r e┊draco malfoy

anon requested: hey!! unsure if u do requests for stories BUT i saw a tiktok and rlly want it to be a full story (or one shot). so: draco is late to class, and is there for volunteered for an experiment, he is told to stand infront of a mirror (he doenst know it but it’s the erised mirror) and he asks Y/N to move out of the way but ur not there, he only sees u bc he desires u, everyone laughs then there’s a party and u okay 7 min in heaven, and draco and Y/N get picked then SMUT

info: you and draco liked to bicker; turns out draco wanted a bit more from you. it took him a look into the mirror of erised to realize it.

warnings: smut, dirty talk, cursing, fingering, oral (giving)

genre: SMUT, hufflepuff!reader, fem reader

word count: 2400+

a/n: hihi, i hope this is something close to what you wanted. sorry for the wait!! the request confused me at first but i think i understood it. this is also unedited bc i’m lazy

“draco malfoy, late again?” the professor sighed, not looking at malfoy who was quietly taking his seat. instead, the professor just shook his head in disappointment.

“yeah yeah, won’t happen again,” draco snickered, playfully shoving goyle and crabbe. all three of them were quietly giggling in amusement, as if the entire school was a joke to them.

the professor raised an eyebrow at draco, crossing his arms. unimpressed, he stared draco down. “you have been saying that for the past three classes you were late to as well, mr. malfoy.”

you held back your laughter as draco got scolded, only because you knew that draco was an arse so watching him get in trouble up close was definitely a treat for you.

draco was quick to turn to you, who was sitting at the table to his right. “got something to say, mudblood?” he snapped at you, and you glared at him.

“got some daddy issues to fix, malfoy?” you shot back, venom lacing your voice.

“alright you two,” the professor said, walking to the middle of the room, eyes switching from malfoy to you. “that’s quite enough for today. since mr. malfoy had the audacity to come in late once again, he will be our beloved volunteer for our experiment today.”

draco raises his hand, “i will not be agreeing to that, professor. it’s just not fair.”

“and it’s not fair that you’re wasting my time, so i advise you to come up here now, because you don’t have a choice,” the professor gestured for malfoy to come to him, you hear a grumble from draco, followed by his chair being pushed back.

draco walked up to a large object covered by a black drape in the middle of the room, standing right in front of it. draco made sure to give you a nasty look before getting to the front.

the professor moved out of the way to remove the drape, but not before saying, “okay, mr. malfoy. i want you to describe to me what you see when i remove this cloth.”

“easy enough,” draco smirks, crossing his arms over his chest, arrogance oozing off of him. when the professor withdraws the drape, draco looks closesly. it’s a mirror with a golden lining, decorated with intricate designs and beautiful patterns. it’s much larger than draco, and light rays bounce off it throughout the room.

“if you don’t move out of the way y/l/n,” draco sneers, making you squint your eyes in confusion, “i swear i’ll-”

“that’s enough mr. malfoy, you can sit down now.”

draco turned around, only to see you sitting down in your chair, who was just as confused as him. while he walked back to his seat, the professor eyed him, then started pacing slowly around the room while talking.

“now,” he began, “this here, is the mirror of erised.” you hear small giggles coming from the class room, followed by malfoy’s face turning a slight tint of pink.

“shove off!” malfoy yells, muttering to himself in annoyance. you of course, shared the same amount of embarrassment. you knew exactly what the mirror of erised was, and so did most people in this room. it made you visualize what you truly desired, so the fact that draco malfoy had seen you in the reflection, was quite a surprise.

“every student will have a chance to take a look, so don’t worry too much. please form a single file line, and we will begin.”

—

“you’re kidding,” cedric snickers, covering his mouth with his hand. cedric was an awful good friend of yours, being the first person to offer you a seat when you had gotten sorted into hufflepuff. quite ironic, really. you never imagined yourself to be put into such a happy little house.

“honestly? i wish i was. draco can be such a little prick,” you remarked, sipping at your butterbeer. students gathered in the three broom sticks, the familiar scent of sweat emanating from the hufflepuff and slytherin quidditch team. the slytherin house had just received a bitter defeat, causing them to throw glares at the opposing team.

“so what are you gonna do about it then? talk to him?” cedric questioned you, and you shrugged shoulders. you were at a loss for what to do about malfoy. you were unsure if he was even worth talking to, after all the constant negative comments that he just loved to yell at you.

“do i wanna talk to him?” you asked, crossing your legs while you sat in your chair. cedric raised a brow, “am i supposed to answer that question?”

“no,” you sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. being friends with cedric had it’s pros and it’s cons, but he gave a good amount of advice and he was always reliable. you hear a call for cedric’s name coming from the crowd of boys and girls, his eyes shoot to the group.

“what is it?” he says back, standing up from his chair.

“come on then, we’re playing 7 minutes in heaven!”

such a childish game, you thought to yourself. it surprised you that people were still interested in playing. cedric looked to you, then back at the group, “i won’t go if you won’t go.”

“what a flirt,” you say with a hint of a sarcastic tone. you playfully kick his leg, making him yelp, “i’m just trying to be nice!”

“well i’m surely not going,” you responded, taking a sip from your drink again. cedric’s grey eyes bored into your own, he smelt of chocolate mixed with his clean shampoo.

“don’t be such a wussy, mudblood,” you hear a familiar voice snarl. you snap your head to see draco, standing in the middle of the crowd, laughing with his group of friends. you felt a surge of anger, and cedric took note of it. he quickly grabbed your hand, pulling you up from your chair.

“y/n and i will be participating!” cedric announces , dragging you to the group of people gathered around a table.

“cedric! what in god’s name are you doing?” you exclaim, desperately trying to escape from his strong grip. “ow ow ow, could you at least be a little gentler?”

“this is your chance, if you get paired up with someone, you’ll see malfoy’s reaction,” he whispers closely into your ear. when the two of you stop in front of the group, you swear you can practically hear how badly the other girls wanted cedric to be their partner.

“what if i don’t want to see his reaction?” you complained back, and cedric patted your head. “then too bad.”

“alright everyone, the rules are simple; a person is selected to spin the bottle. whoever the bottle lands on, those two will go into the backrooms together. would anyone like to go first?”

“y/n does,” cedric yells, slightly pushing you forward. you scowl at him, in return he sends you a shit-eating grin. you wanted nothing more than to wipe that stupid smile off his face, but you stayed civil for the sake of the others gathered around you.

“alright y/n, go on,” blaise says, placing the bottle on the table. you gave cedric the “i’m going to kill you when this is over” look as you sighed, placing your hand on the bottle. you span it, watching as the boys began to shift awkwardly.

you nearly gag when the bottle lands on the one person you did not want to share a small, closed room with. people coo, laughing and making immature comments. draco malfoy shoves his friend, threatening him.

“i’m not entering a closet with that mudblood,” he scoffs, pointing at you disrespectfully. you stop yourself from punching malfoy, instead you say, “look who’s scared now.”

“what did you just say?” draco hissed, taking a step closer to you. “why would i be scared.”

you dust off his robe in a mocking way, smiling at him. “you tell me, malfoy.”

whispers filled the room, as if everyone was waiting for draco to explode. he took a deep breath, grabbing your arm aggressively. people eyed the both of you as he brought you to the backrooms, knowing hell would break loose with you two alone.

seven minutes, alone with draco. what could go wrong?

when you two stepped into the small space, you went to the farthest point of the room. it was littered with cleaning supplies and smelt a little bit like bleach. draco stared at you, and you looked back. “what do you want?”

“you think i wanted to do this?” draco spat at you, leaning back on the wall.

“and how do you think i feel?” you said back, throwing a scrunched up paper towel at him. “as if i wanted to be in a room with you. you’re annoying, stuck up, and a spoiled brat.”

“wow, who would think that a bitch would get sorted into hufflepuff,” he says sarcastically.

“got a lot to say for someone who saw me in the mirror of erised,” you retort, fanning your face. it was getting quite warm in this tight space.

“it was probably a mistake, who would desire you anyway,” he retaliates getting closer to you. you take a step closer to him as well, your faces nearly touching.

“you’d be surprised,” you argue. you two were so close that you could make out the details of his face. you could see something flash in his eyes, it didn’t look like anger, but you chose to believe that it was.

“do you ever stop talking? just shut up already. i’ve had enough of hearing your voice.”

you scoff, looking down at your feet, then looking back up into draco’s eyes. in all honesty, you didn’t know what to expect after saying this. you felt your hands shaking a little bit, ignoring the adrenaline pumping through you

“make me.”

in that moment, you swear you heard your own heart beating. did you want this? did draco understand what you were hinting at? your questions were soon answered when draco pushes you up against the wall, taking your hands and pinning them above your head.

“i’ll make you, alright,” he smirks, placing kisses along your jawline. he presses his knee between your legs. he kisses your neck, sucking on the skin. you let out a breathy whine, trying to bring your arms down to wrap around draco’s neck, but he keeps your hands in place.

“you want this, don’t you?” he whispers, leaving more marks on your neck.

“mhm, yes draco,” you say back, feeling yourself growing wetter.

“good girl.”

he smashes his own lips against yours, his actions filled with need and passion. he slightly bites on your bottom lip, looking into your eyes. he breaks the kiss, letting go off your hands. he undoes his belt, pulling his pants down slightly, but not all the way.

“we haven’t got much time,” he says, dragging his thumb along your cheek. he touches your bottom lip, and you open your mouth in response, sucking on his thumb.

“fuck,” he groans, watching you with lust filled eyes. “you’re so hot.” he removes his thumb from your mouth, and you lower yourself to his boxers, tugging down the fabric. his member springs free, and he lets out a hiss from the sudden contact of air.

you smirk, licking a stripe. draco moans, grabbing onto the shelf above him. you begin to take him in, swirling your tongue around him. his size was about average, but on the thicker side. he grunts as you hollow your cheeks.

“oh fuck, just like that,” he groans. the tip of his dick touches the back of your throat, making you gag. he moans, but louder this time as he grabs your hair. your eyes start forming tears, but you hold them back.

you hollow out your cheeks, slowly moving back and forth.

“god, y/n, you’re so pretty even when you’re sucking my dick,” he says, lost in the moment as you continue to move faster, using your hands on whatever didn’t fit in your mouth. you feel your lips getting swollen as you continue to move faster.

“look at you,” he groans, his face full of pleasure as he looks down at you. “such a fucking good girl.”

you feel his member twitch in your mouth, and you knew he was close to finishing. you took this as a chance to move faster, bobbing your head as fast as you could.

he groans, panting your name as he used your hair to guide how to move.

“i’m gonna come,” he says breathily, “fuck!”

he comes in your mouth, but you don’t mind. it’s not the worst that could happen, after all. you stand up, wiping your mouth as draco is leaning against the wall. he doesn’t rest for long though, as he grabs your waist, pulling you close to him.

“your turn,” he whispers, pushing your skirt up and slipping a hand into your exposed panties. he feels around your wetness, collecting it and bringing it out.

“mm, did i do this?” he asks, and you whimper a “yes”.

he slips his hand back in, finding your bundle of nerves and rubbing them slowly. you gasp, gripping at his jacket and biting on his shoulder. he chuckles, dragging a finger down to insert into you. he pushes in slowly, and you bite down harder, not wanting to make too much noise.

“no no, i don’t want you to be quiet, i want to see your face,” draco says, using his free hand to grab your chin and make you look at him. “that’s right, let me see how you feel.”

he pushes in and out of your heat at a steady pace, the room smelt of sex and his cologne. you were a moaning mess as draco continued his motions, bringing in another finger.

“does that feel good?” draco asks, and you nod in response. “i want your words, baby.”

“y-yes draco, please don’t stop,” you say quietly, screwing your eyes shut.

“oh baby, i wasn’t planning on it,” he replies, entering a third finger and thrusting faster. at this point, you’re pretty much a moaning mess. the feeling of his long slender fingers was so much to handle, you felt yourself building up to your climax.

“that’s right baby, fuck, you’re clenching around my fingers,” he smirks, knowing that you were going to come. “i want you to say my name. tell people who’s making you feel this good.”

“it’s you, draco, oh my god!” you yelp, the fabric of his robe was bunching up in your hands. suddenly, your orgasm washes over you, your stomach moving in twists and turns. you felt so relieved, draco removed his hand, his fingers covered in your juices. all that could be heard was the sound of you and draco’s heavy breathing.

a knock comes from outside the room, “guys? it’s been over seven minutes.”

#draco #draco malfoy #draco smut #draco malfoy smut #harry potter #cedric diggory #smut #draco imagine #draco malfoy imagine

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waka-chan-out · 4 years ago

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for the mini event: 23 and atsumu please! congrats on 300 you deserve every one of them!

300 Follower Event

Miya Atsumu

Prompt 23: “Wanna make a bet?”

this fic was part of my 300 follower event. check out the rest of the submissions here.

post-timeskip, obviously.

word count: 1.5k

content warnings: established relationship, gamer!atsumu, teasing, hand job, blowjob, atsumu miya continues to be a stubborn bastard and i love him for it

thank you so much anon 🥺 that’s so sweet of you to say. i’m sorry this took a while to write, but i hope you enjoy :)

“I’m telling ya, you’re not gonna beat me.”

“Yeah?” you said, then shoved at Atsumu’s arm. His cart on the screen went flying off of the road and he yelled in frustration.

“You’re cheating’!”

“Street rules, ‘Tsumu. Anything goes.”

“Physical violence wasn’t part of the deal.” He slowly gained speed as you crossed the finish line. You smiled as the screen scrolled through highlights of Atsumu falling off the map and getting hit.

He let out a frustrated groan and jumped on you, pinning you against his couch.

“I don’t like playin’ with you.”

“Why? Cause you lose?”

“A little.”

You ruffled his hair and he buried his face into your chest. He let out another groan, then propped his chin up on your sternum.

“I’ve got an idea.”

“Yeah? What’s your idea?”

He grinned.

“Wanna make a bet?”

You carded a hand through his hair.

“What’s the bet?” you asked.

“We play another three tracks. Whoever wins gets to be in charge.”

“In charge of what?”

He smirked.

“You know what.”

You raised your eyebrows.

“Can I distract you?” you asked.

“Yes, but I’m going to do the same. And you aren’t allowed to interfere with what the other person is doing. Offense only. No defense.”

“Oh, easy. I’m winning.”

He pushed himself off of you and braced his arms on either side of your head.

“How can you be so confident about this?”

“Because I’m very good at this and you aren’t. I’m going to win.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that, sweetheart,” he said. He ran a large hand up your side to gently squeeze around your neck. “I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve.”

You smiled.

“Prove it.”

He rolled his eyes and sat up.

“I will. Don’t cry when ya lose.”

“I don’t think I need to be the one worried about that, ‘Tsumu.”

“Shut up and let me start the game.”

You settled next to him as he opened up the game.

“What track are we playin?” he asked. You leaned over and placed a hand on his inner thigh.

“I don’t care. You choose.”

He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

“It’s cheatin’ to start early.”

“Says who?” You sat up on your knees and leaned in, placing a few quick kisses on his neck.

“You’re a pain,” he grumbled.

“You made the deal, babe. Now pick your stupid character.”

He grinned and you groaned.

“Not Waluigi this time!”

“What? I always play him.” He laughed to himself. “Scared the shit out of ‘Samu when we were little.”

“Fine. Remember that when you have to listen to his defeated yells.”

“So competitive. Are you going to be a sore loser when I kick yer ass?”

“You seem confident, babe, but the game is about to start and you haven’t even picked up your remote.”

“Shit!”

Atsumu scrambled to begin as you pulled ahead immediately, laughing as you went.

He shoved you a few times and managed to knock you off of the track once, but you maintained a comfortable lead.

“I don’t think I thought this through,” Atsumu said.

“Why’s that?”

“I can’t do anything while I’m playing besides push you around a little.”

You smiled to yourself and took your hand off of your controller.

“Are you sure about that?”

“I need two hands to play, stupid.”

You grinned and set your hand between his legs.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Jokes on you, now I’m gonna win,” he said. You began to rub him with your hand. He took a deep breath. “Keep that up and you’ll fall off the track.” You laughed.

“I don’t think I’m the one who needs to worry about that.” You steered with one hand and continued moving your hand against him. You could feel him getting hard quickly. He always was eager about this kind of thing. Your palm kept consistent pressure on him while your fingers shifted, touching him everywhere you could. He swore and leaned forward, like he was trying to speed up his cart with his mind.

“How the hell am I still behind you?” he said. You smiled and tilted the remote to go around a curve.

“I’m incredibly talented. Give up yet?”

“Absolutely not.” He cursed and fell off the track. You laughed as you rounded the curve to the finish line. He threw up his hands in disbelief and yelled. “How do you do this?”

You set your remote down in your lap and laid a kiss on his shoulder.

“I told you you weren’t going to win.”

“Bullshit. I’ve got you in the next two.”

“Sure you do, babe.” You reached over into his lap and started to unbutton his pants.

“Woah, what’s up?” he said, catching your wrist. You sat up so your eyes were level with his.

“No defense, Miya.”

His face screwed up into a frown and he moved his hand away. You finished undoing his pants and pulled down the front of his boxers.

“Doesn’t this feel like cheating?” he asked. You shook your head and licked your hand. He took a deep breath. “Not at all. You decided on a game. I’m just playing.” You wrapped your hand around him. He swore and made a frustrated face.

“Fuck you. Now I have to win.”

“Good luck with that.” You repositioned the remote in your other hand as the next race started.

Atsumu had a significantly harder time with this track. He ran into wall after wall and fell off the map repeatedly, all while trying to hold in small gasps as you slowly pumped his cock. You did as well as you could while having to keep a steady pace between his legs. It was so fun to watch him squirm, to see his thighs trying to close but realizing that wouldn’t help at all.

You passed the finish line first and pulled your hand away. He gasped at the lack of contact and turned to face you with frustration in his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.

“Before you say anything.” You held your hand up between you. “I have a proposal.” He raised his eyebrows.

“What is it?”

“We play an all-or-nothing round.”

He leaned away from you, unsure.

“What’s the catch?”

“New rules. I try to distract you. If you can win against the computer, you win the bet. You don’t, you lose.”

“You’re not playin?”

“Close your eyes.” You avoided the question and he hesitantly complied. You adjusted the settings and handed the controller back to him. “Go ahead and choose the track you’re best at.” He frowned and did as you asked. For the first time in a long time, Atsumu looked nervous.

“Comfortable?” you asked.

“I guess so.”

“Good.” You slid off the couch and settled between his legs.

“You’re kiddin’ me, right?”

“Start the race or I’ll accept my win.”

He inhaled deeply and pressed start. As the countdown began, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock.

He inhaled shakily and began steering over your head. You closed your eyes and ignored the obnoxious sounds of music and rotating boxes. You didn’t hesitate in setting a quick pace, your lips making lewd noises as you moved. He tried to hold back and pretend it didn’t affect him, but when you ran your tongue around the head again he let out a quiet sound and his character nearly stopped moving.

You had to stop yourself from smiling as you continued, moving your mouth and tongue exactly the way he liked it and hearing him respond as unenthusiastically as he could. You’d never seen him so stubborn, so determined to not show how you affected him.

“Almost . . . done,” he groaned. You quickened your pace, just enough to throw him off. His hand fell from the remote into your hair and tugged slightly. You hollowed out your cheeks and his grip tightened. You were starting to think he might finish until you heard the familiar sound of the race ending. You pulled off of him and wiped your mouth. He stared down at you with pink cheeks and glazed over eyes.

“How’d you do?” you asked. He shook his head lazily like even he didn’t know. You turned around and looked at the screen. You smiled. “First place?”

He ran a hand through his hair.

“Pretty good for a guy gettin’ head.”

You smiled and kissed his leg.

“I have to agree with that.”

You moved upwards and straddled him.

“I think I’m okay accepting your win.”

His brows raised. He looked genuinely shocked.

“Are ya serious?”

You pressed a short but heated kiss against his lips. His hands settled on your hips. You pulled back and smiled.

“You won, didn’t you?” You leaned in so your lips were barely brushing his ear. “Now have your way with me.”

“Oh, fuck,” he whispered. He looped an arm around your waist and threw you down on the couch, following close behind.

You didn’t tell him you had adjusted all the settings to easy.

#meg’s 300 follower event :)#atsumu smut #yes atsumu mains waluigi i will not take criticism #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya smut #atsumu miya x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #hq smut #hq x reader

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apocalypticgargoyle · 4 years ago

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𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞: 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘. 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐲!𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐥

edit by ☄️ anon GOD BLESS

Hi everyone! Sorry to do another speed round of edgy!Karl hcs but I have a bunch that are sorta similar so, please enjoy jealous edgy!boy :)

Each section is divided off by a new request, hope you enjoy!

warnings: blood, degradation, jealousy, todd not getting his redemption arc yet, fighting, mentions of alcohol, angst

hiii! i was wondering if you can make something like, Karl getting jealous at Todd, when y’all play spin the bottle with other people? if not that’s totally okay :) @boxxedlikeafish

You sat on the floor between Karl’s legs as a massive group formed around the coffee table in the center of the party, the bass of the music making you sway slightly. Karl’s hand settled into the crook of your neck, the coolness from his rings sending goosebumps across your skin. He bent to your level, to whisper in your ear. “I hope you get to make out with the frat president,” he mocked, making you nudge his leg.

You tilted your head up to him, lips barely brushing against his. “Why? You wanna watch me kiss your superior?”

He smugly looked at you. “It’s a power thing for me. You can kiss him all you want because I know how into me you are.” You bit your lip at his words, heat coursing through you. “Plus, if you get too out of hand, I can always remind you who you belong to,” he stated, teasingly grabbing your neck, making you giggle.

One of Karl’s frat brothers polished off his bottle setting it in the center of the table on his side. “Everyone give your verbal consent to the game, and please for the love of God, only use tongue a few times,” he stated, making the circle laugh as everyone agreed. You were always shocked at the size of the parties they threw, especially because of how many people showed up. Looking around the group, you knew most of the girls had wandered in on their own merit and not as guests of the Brothers. But who were you to judge?

A few turns passed before the bottle came to you. You leaned towards it, flicking the bottle to get a good spin on it before the end tilted and pointed directly at Todd. The crowd oohed and mocked like they had with everyone, people getting more and more buzzed as you got deeper into the game. You side-eyed Karl as Todd acted out lassoing you and bringing you towards him.

You played along, climbing into Todd’s lap dramatically before pressing your lips to his briefly. He tasted like cheap beer and stale weed, which only made you pull away from him quicker. He pretended to dig his face into your shirt, making you laugh and push his face away. You climbed off of him and moved to sit between Karl’s legs again; him leaning his elbows on his knees and digging his fingers into your shoulders. “Fuckin’, tease,” he grumbled, pressing his lips against your neck as the game continued.

First time making a request but all this joking makes me wanna see Todd included,,,, like readers got a bit of an exhibition kink and I can definitely see an extension on making him jealous...-🐇

Later in the night, Karl’s arms wrapped around your waist, dancing with you to the music thumping over the loudspeakers in the massive crowd of people. You looked to the side, feeling eyes on your shoulder before meeting Todd’s gaze, his sights tracing your body. Karl’s lips pressed against your neck, teeth threatening to nip at the skin.

You eyed Todd, tilting your head to give Karl more room. Your fingers drifted up his neck to run into his hair. Todd’s body seemed to tense slightly where he was standing in his entourage. His breath hitched as the two of you made eye contact, Karl’s fingers digging into your clothing.

You lost sight of Todd, focusing instead on the feeling of Karl’s body pressed against yours, the warmth from his breath cascading over your skin. Another body was added to the mix, hands resting on your sides before Karl pushed off whoever it was.

You turned, looking over your shoulder to see Todd laughing. “Can I join?” He asked, stepping toward you again.

Karl exhaled deeply, rolling his eyes at the man. “Don’t make me punch you again,” Karl grumbled to Todd, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind him before he lost his temper.

bestie i need something about todd getting too close to the reader and then karl gets jealous and gets in his face.... i need anything... headcanons... a side piece... crumbs -🌞

tw: blood, fighting

Karl moved to leave the room, brushing past Todd who gripped onto his shoulder. Karl squeezed your hand before letting go and standing up straighter. Todd smugly looked at Karl, eyeing you with a small wink as your eyebrow raised at the two. You hadn’t seen the two fight yet, but with the way that the other frat brothers were reacting, it seemed better to get out of the way when they got too close to each other.

“What’d you say?” Todd asked, voice barely audible as he tilted his head at Karl, who looked at him almost as if he was bored.

Karl cleared his throat, stature dripping with confidence and displeasure. “I said don’t make me fuckin’ punch you again, asshole,” he answered almost stoically. Todd chuckled darkly, crossing his arms.

He wet his lips. “Poor little, Karl. Can’t take a joke.” Karl blinked, rolling his eyes and continuing in the direction he was previously headed. You followed, practically seeing the steam roll off his shoulders. “Oh come on! Where’s the smart ass quip we all love you for?” Todd called after him.

You gritted your teeth as Karl turned lazily. “You wouldn’t get it anyway,” he answered plainly with a small shrug. He let out a small snort, leaning back on the balls of his feet. “Yeah, that big meat head’s just for show, isn’t it?” He mocked, making a few of the party-goers around you chuckle.

Todd chuckled lightly, taking a few steps closer to the two of you before ramming his head into Karl’s face. Panic shot through your veins as Karl took the impact, blood beginning to gush from his mouth and nose. You were pushed to the side as you swore you could see Karl smirking at Todd, spitting on the floor beside him.

Before you knew it, the sound of bone contacting bone rang through the air. Karl shook the pain out of his hand and bounced back on his feet, pushing the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows as he waited for Todd’s retaliation. Todd drew the back of his hand across his nose, mopping up some of the blood with his sweatshirt before lunging at Karl’s mid-section, taking the two of them to the ground. With a knee to the gut, Karl gained dominance against Todd, wailing on him a few times before someone pulled them apart.

The fight was over almost as quickly as it started and from the looks of it, Karl had taken the upper hand. As the two of you left for his car, he laced his fingers with yours, still amped up from the adrenaline. It began to rain lightly as he opened the passenger door for you.

Before you could slide in, his eyes searched your face, creased with worry at what’d you witnessed. He curled his fist into the front of your jacket, pressing his lips against yours. He tasted like blood and alcohol; the heat from his mind seemingly rolling into his kiss as if to tell you he cared for you but his frustration was almost unbearable.

okay so edgy!karl and you have a fight cause you pushed too far with flirting with todd. he gets angy and then he yells and you flinch?? demeanor changes and TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF LIKE TEETH ARE DEAD FLUFF - 🐓

tw: angst, fluff

The car ride back to your apartment was silent, leaving you fidgety as Karl’s hand rested on your knee. The action in the past used to insinuate a different meaning, but you could tell he was genuinely angry. You let one of your hands move to his wrist, thumb rubbing against his arm as if to tell him you were sorry, but his grip on the steering wheel only tightened as he bit his tongue. You were careful to avoid his bruising knuckles, discoloration beginning to settle in even though he didn’t show any signs of discomfort.

You yearned to know what was swimming through his head, your mind retracing your steps with Todd. You had only been joking around, mockingly kissing his cheek and wrapping yourself around his arm. In the past, it had usually sparked sexual tension between you and Karl (more than what already existed) so, why not play around.

You shut your apartment door behind the two of you, eyes watching carefully as he pulled off his wet jacket and hung it up on one of the hooks. You weren’t scared of him, you were scared of the fact that he was so quiet. He was never that quiet, so something was brewing on the horizon.

You chewed the inside of your cheek. “Can we talk about it now?” You mumbled, gaze focused on the view of his jaw tensing before he met your eyes.

“I don’t know why you fuck around with that prick,” he bit. “Do you not get that I literally hate it when you hang all over that guy when I’m right there.” He rolled his head on his shoulders, back popping slightly as if he’d been stiff before this conversation. “I’m not a jealous guy, really, I’m not. It’s just… him. It’s just Todd.”

You knotted your fingers together, eyes darting from his busted lip to the view of his hands. “I’m sorry. I thought we were like… I thought it was like a turn-on…”

He scoffed. “No,” he answered plainly. “It was funny at first because I knew you were joking and everything but... Jesus.”

“Karl, I wouldn’t ever-”

He cut you off, his voice raising suddenly in slight frustration. “That's not the point! I know that!” You flinched at the volume, shocking the two of you as his eyes softened, guilt pulsing in his irises. “I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

“No, no. I don’t know why I flinched. I think you just startled me a little,” you quietly brushed, one of your arms crossing over your chest to grab at your elbow.

He stepped forward, his shoulders angling towards you before wrapping you in his arms, fingers weaving into your clothing. You inhaled his cologne deeply, digging your nose into the crook of his neck as he sighed apologetically. “Baby, I’m sorry.”

You pushed your hands beneath his dark sweater, pressing your fingers to the warmth of his back. “I’m sorry. I don’t know when to stop before I take a joke too far,” you muttered, voice muffled in his embrace. He pressed his lips against your shoulder; there was no way he couldn’t smell Todd on you, only making your gut twist in knots more, but he didn’t say anything about it. “I love you,” you mumbled.

“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, TOO EARLY,” your roommate wailed from her spot halfway down the steps.

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darthzero22 · 3 years ago

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Hi idk if your taking requests but i just thought it would be really cute if Crosshair had a really happy/bubbly/positive girlfriend, but one day he sees her REALLY upset and its beacuse some person hurt her and Cross gets PISSED, because he's never seen her upset before and wants whoever hurt her to pay

Hi! I hope you have a nice day! I will open request later, I don't know when, but I will 😊

But I loved your idea, anon! I'm inspired now, so here you go. I hope it's what you wanted, or looks like it.

Crosshair x Fem!Reader

Crosshair, a serious, cold, distant man with a crude personality, fell in love with you, a woman who always sees the positive side of everything. He doesn't remember you ever getting upset, whenever you could you smiled. That would change and he wouldn't take it very well.

Warning: strong language

You and your squad had landed on a planet to get fuel and repair the Marauder after that complicated mission. You went into the city to get a couple of things Tech needed for the ship, and Crosshair had seen you leave the ship with a smile on your face, but when you came back you didn't have that beautiful smile.

You were upset, very upset.

You didn't want to talk to him, in fact you didn't want him to know, but he could instantly see that something or someone was upsetting you.

The door to your room opens. Crosshair enters to find you sitting on the edge of your bed with your head down. Something wasn't right, he had never seen you like this, and he felt his stomach clench at the sight of you in that mood.

“Mesh’la"

"Hey, Cross..."

"What happened?”

“I don't know what you're talking about"

“Don't try to hide it from me” he rests one knee on the floor in front of you, to face you.

“I'm not hiding anything from you, really"

"I don't believe you"

"I..."

“Look at me” he grabs your chin gently.

You lift your face to look at him, and Crosshair is surprised. That beautiful smile that characterized you was gone, and now there were only sad and wet eyes as tears wanted to come out, but you did not allow it.

“Is it bad to help people, Cross?” you were suffering all those negative emotions. Anger, sadness and disappointment. “Is it wrong to want to help someone?”

“It depends on the situation"

"I am beginning to believe that..."

"What happened? I need to know”

He starts to get angry because he suspected someone had hurt you.

“When I was returning to the ship, the owner of this port needed help with some boxes that fell on the floor and I helped him, but...”

“But? Mesh’la, come on. I need to know what else happened”

“I accidentally knocked over a box and whatever was inside broke. I don't know what it was, possibly droid parts or something? I was really sorry… I wanted to help him again because I was really sorry, but he yelled at me saying that if I was so bad at helping, then don't help him anymore… and practically pushed me away”

That man pushed you? That guy dared to lay a finger on you? Crosshair felt his blood boiling more and more.

“He… Don't tell me he dared to push you” he grits his teeth, feeling increasingly pissed off.

“Yes… He even called me useless and pathetic. I... I've never been called that before, especially when I tried to help…”

That was disappointment and anger because you couldn't believe that there were such ungrateful people, and sadness because that man humiliated you in public. That man didn't care that you had helped him before, because at the slightest and simple mistake you made he treated you like a useless and pathetic woman.

You didn't want to cry because you were aware that bad things happen, but it hit you hard because you were treated like garbage when you simply wanted to help. Crosshair frowns, you've never seen him so pissed off. He squeezed the bed sheets with his hand, as he had them resting on the edge on either side of you.

“It's silly, I know…"

"Mesh'la"

"I know some people are ungrateful, but I've never been treated like this before...”

Crosshair was about to say something, but he couldn't because you hugged him by wrapping your arms around his neck, as he was still in front of you. He rests a hand on your back and I could feel you start to tremble.

“People turned to look at me and judge me…” you rested your eyes on his shoulder.

"Mesh'la"

Your shortness of breath made another horrible sensation appear in him.

"You're not... crying, are you?" his tone of voice indicated fear and concern.

Yes, you were crying. Crosshair took that very personally, something in his heart hurt. You were his girlfriend, the most important person in his life. You were always in a good mood, you always found it easy to smile, but now you only cried out of anger and sadness. Now it was hard for you to smile. He had never seen you like this before, which made the pain in his heart increase.

“He pushed you, insulted you and also humiliated you… all because you tried to help him”

"I guess..."

Crosshair hugged you back, while thinking of a thousand ways to make that guy pay for what he did. You were so beautiful, unique in this galaxy that someone dared to hurt you, and above all to prevent you from smiling again. He was stroking your back in an attempt to reassure you, and while he was succeeding, it wasn't enough.

"I'm going to kill that guy"

“Cross…"

Before you could stop him, Crosshair stands up and leaves the room. To say he was pissed was an understatement to describe how he was. He exits the ship, meeting Tech who was surprised to see him.

“Where are you going, Crosshair? We have to take off now”

Crosshair simply ignored Tech and with his eyes found the ungrateful man who hurt you from a distance. That man was just tidying up those damn boxes, so he walks over there. He was clenching his fists, it was very likely that he would beat him up, and you got out of the Marauder too to stop him. You didn't want him to get in trouble because of you.

“Hey, you!”

The man turns around when he hears that, and raises an eyebrow as he sees the tall, angry figure of Crosshair approaching him.

“Yeah? Do you need something...?”

Crosshair didn't let him finish speaking because he punched him in the nose so hard that he managed to knock him to the ground. He did not even give him time to recover because he grabbed him by his clothes in the neck area, and forced him to get up and slam him against the wall. That man had blood coming out of his nose.

“What the…?!”

“Shut up! You think you're brave for humiliating my girlfriend?” Crosshair's eyes showed nothing but fury.

“Your girlfriend…?"

"Yeah. That beautiful woman who dared to help a scumbag like you"

"Oh! I don't know what she told you, but it wasn't like that! She broke…”

“Wait. You dare to call her a liar?!”

“No, no…!"

"You are ungrateful!"

"If you don't let go, I'm going to call the authorities!”

“She helped you, you piece of shit. She helped your disgusting ass when she didn't have to! And you dared to push her? You humiliated her!"

“Please, I didn't mean to treat her like that!”

“You made her cry. You have no idea how pissed off I am... A punch will be the least of your problems”

“No!”

Crosshair was going to punch him again, harder than the first, but a hand grabbing his shoulder stops him. That hand was yours, so he lowers his fist.

“There is no need for this!”

“He hurt you! It is more than necessary”

“I don't want you to get in trouble because of me!"

"I don't care"

"Please... Let that guy go”

Seeing those sad eyes of yours convinced him, even though he didn't want to. Crosshair sighs, but before letting go of the man, he knees him in the crotch, and then the guy falls to the ground in pain from the blow. No one dares to mess with you, that message was more than clear.

"You deserve worse, you idiot"

"Stop..." you grab his hand. "Let's go back to the ship"

You begin to walk back to the ship, but before Crosshair kicks one of the guy's many boxes causing it to fall, and therefore whatever was inside to break.

"I'm a little better now, just a little" he said.

"Was all that necessary?

"He hurt you, he had to pay. No one makes my girlfriend cry"

Even though you didn't quite agree with the violence Crosshair used, it made you feel better to know that he really cared about you. You knew he didn't like public affection, so you waited until you were alone back in your ship's room to hug him. He reciprocates the hug by placing a hand on your back, and you rested your face on his shoulder.

"You could have gotten into a lot of trouble..."

"I told you, I didn't care"

"Cross..."

"Nothing you can say will change my mind. You always find it easy to smile, and then to see you like this..." he sighs. "I wanted to make him pay"

"Cross, the reason I always smile is because of you... You make me smile"

Well, Crosshair didn't expect that. A blush appears on his cheeks, he even frowns, but you feel him hug you a little tighter now.

"I hate to see you sad and to see you cry.... You have no idea how much"

"I am much better now... and thanks to you" you raise your head to look at him, and finally smile.

There was the smile that he loved, even though he loved everything about you. Crosshair brings a hand to your face and strokes one cheek with his thumb, then strokes your lower lip.

"No one will ever hurt you again, I promise" he said.

"I know..."

You give him a kiss on the corner of his lips, but he wanted something more, so he moves his face and they make you kiss each other on the mouth. You knew that with him you felt safe, loved, and above all he was the reason for your happiness. To Crosshair you were his life, so if someone dared to hurt you, it was as if someone would hurt him. He wasn't going to let them hurt you again, he wasn't going to let anyone take that smile away from you.

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suchalonelysunflower · 3 years ago

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Take Your Feelings, Put Them Into a Song (A.I)

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Wallows! Fem! Reader

Requested: yes!

Summary: Y/N Sixx, bassist from the famous band Wallows, is helping 5SOS write their latest album CALM. If only she could keep her crush on the drummer under control…

Warnings: Fluff. Language. Some grammatical errors (English is not my first language, I’m sorry)

Word Count: 4.6 k

Author’s Note: IM BACK! Remember that Reblogs, Likes, Comments and Feedback are very important! You have no idea how much they help 💕 Hope you like it and Happy Reading 🦋🌻✨

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anon: Can you do a one-shot where the reader was born on 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and it’s the bassist and songwriter of Wallows (…) and she helps 5sos write songs for the album CALM and starts dating Ashton and the fans go nuts (in a good way) with shipping? There’s no drama like it was in EUH

It was another boring day in the studio and you would literally prefer to do anything else than to listen to Cole talk about the last date he had instead of working on your new song. But inspiration was lacking between you and your bandmates and you really had no other choice since you already took that time on the studio’s schedule.

One would believe that you would be used to dull times in the studio, having spent a lot of time on them while growing up with your parents, but boredom was a cruel crime inside your head and today your patience was running thin.

“Hey, peanut!” Dylan called your attention “Everything good there?”

You were laying on the sofa, looking at the ceiling for some kind of saving grace, but Dylan’s voice brought you back to your reality.

“Are we going to get something done today?” You asked with a sigh, with your eyes still glued to the ceiling “Cause we are really just wasting time by now and I don’t think Cole’s last fling will bring any kind of inspo into our little group”

“Hey!” Cole protested, earning a chuckle from Braeden.

“Whatever,” You said, already getting up from your spot “I’m going to take a walk”

You took a deep breath once you closed the door to your private room. You loved the guys, you really do, but sometimes people can be too much, especially people who you spend every single day and hour with.

Memories from the past year started to fill your mind and you smiled when thinking about how much your little band has grown. Wallows was now everywhere, you created a name for yourself without using your parent’s influence and you were so damn proud of that, yet when moments like these come around - the moments where you just need to breathe to escape the reality for just a while - you start to reflect on every choice you made and if they were the right ones.

It’s the overthinking that got you to write those first lyrics in the first place, the ones that were put into songs and now were, somehow, all over TikTok with thousands of people relating to them. So maybe, overthinking now might not be such a bad idea after all.

“It’s a terrible idea if you think about it for more than one minute, mate”

You stopped in your tracks when you heard that voice, thinking that maybe you were finally going crazy or someone could’ve read your mind. But it wasn’t until you heard someone else answer that you realized it was a conversation.

“Well, I don’t know what to do with it anymore!”

You turned your head to the left and smiled when you saw the little sign that said “5SOS now in session. DO NOT DISTURB” And realized that your other favorite boys were back in town.

Of course you ignored the sign and knocked on the door a couple of times before opening it shamelessly.

“Well, well, well…” You said with a teasing smile as you leaned over the door frame “If it isn’t my second favorite Aussie band”

The faces of two of the members of said band light up once they realize it was you, quickly getting up to wrap you in a hug.

“Mini Sixx!” Calum said, ruffling his hand through your hair “About time you came to visit us”

You pushed him and Luke away from you “And you should’ve told me you’re back from your break! I could’ve escaped Dylan and the other minions earlier”

“Rough session?” Luke asked, seating down and patting the place next to him for you to sit on.

“Oh, you have no idea”

You loved the 5sos guys, it was impossible not to. Ever since you met them at a label party in 2015 when you were introduced to them because you were the same age as half of the group, you knew that they were made to be on the stage.

It was easy to become their friend, given their welcoming attitude and easy-going smiles even before they found out who your parents were. It was nice for a change not to be Y/N Sixx, daughter of the famous bassist of Mötley Crüe and famous Playboy doll Brandi Brandt, for a moment and just be Y/N, a bassist that had a lot to give to the world. And with the boys you didn’t even have to try to be someone you were not, with them everything was just so… real.

Just like now, where you were allowed to complain about your lovely bandmates to them and they would complain just as well, with no judgment nor responsibilities, just three friends letting out some steam due to the stress of your careers.

“-And basically we don’t know what else to do with the song” Luke finished his rant on the missing piece of their new song for their next album.

“And you have the lyrics ready?”

“Yeah, me and my girl wrote it a few weeks ago but the melody is just…”

“It’s missing something” Calum finished for him with a sigh.

You hummed “Can I see it?”

The two Australians got to work, playing the song with the piano and the guitar and you came to the conclusion that they were right: there was something big missing.

“So it’s a ballad,” You said, thinking of ways to fix it.

“Technically yes, but when you play it like that it sounds incomplete and the lyrics won’t work with another type of rhythm” Luke sighed “We’ve been at it for days now.”

You stayed quiet for a while, reviewing the lyrics and melody more carefully now, analyzing the situation with different approaches but without getting anywhere. It was a beautiful song, it truly was, but it needed something else, something that could create a “boom” sensation for whoever was listening.

Something like…

“Hey guys, have you finished with the- Oh, Hey, Y/N/N!” Ashton said, opening the door and finding you with his bandmates in deep concentration.

Bingo.

“Uh, why are you smiling at me like that?” Ashton asked you with a chuckle, but you didn’t even address him as you turned to Luke and Calum.

“It needs drums”

“What?” The three men said in unison. You rolled your eyes and snatched the notes from Calum’s lap and started to sing the melody.

“Here!” You pointed out “In this part, before finishing the first chorus: I already made, already made that…” And then you started to make drum noises and movements with your arms for them to get the idea.

In a matter of seconds, Luke got up from his seat and walked towards you, taking the notes from you and reviewing them with new eyes, smiling as he got the idea.

“Ha!” He laughed loudly, “You’re a fucking genius!”

“Thank you,” You said with a smug smile as you, Calum and Luke started to discuss the arrangements.

“Wait, hold up” Ashton interrupted the chatter “Y/N, I appreciate you trying to help and no offense and all but I think this isn’t your place to just decide something like that,” He said, pointing to the three of you.

You rolled your eyes. You’ve dealt with stubborn people before, but Ashton did take a spot on your top three and you knew just how to handle him.

“Wow,” You said sarcastically with a teasing smile “One would think that by being half of the rhythm section you would have more… I don’t know, rhythm?”

Ashton crooked an eyebrow and you and you knew you had him in the bag “I just don’t think-”

“You don’t think?” You said, getting up from your chair and walking up to him to be almost chest to chest. You looked up to his eyes and challenged him “Or you just can’t handle the fact that I might’ve had a better idea than you”

You could see by the sparkle in his eyes that he has taken the challenge to heart. He took a step closer to you, almost pressing his body completely against yours, and smirked.

“Want me to prove you wrong, princess?” He teased but you didn’t back up.

“I’d like to see you try, darling”

Ashton’s smirk widened as he took a step back, turning his head towards Luke and Calum who were watching the scene with intrigued eyes and knowing smiles “Get your asses back in the recording booth”

He followed them as they walked into the big recording space they had, but not before sending you a wink seconds after he closed the door.

You were thankful he didn’t see you blush.

Once they were all set with their instruments - Calum on the keys, Luke on the guitar, and Ashton behind his drum set - You pressed the buttons of the console that would make it possible for you to hear them at the other side of the mirrored glass.

“Okay boys, show me what you got”

You became an official 5SOS songwriter after that day and even Ashton had to admit that you were adding so much more to the band lyrics and melodies since you started to work with them.

Every day you would find yourself walking towards their studio after your band’s session and you start to work wherever they left off. It was a simple dynamic that worked wonders for everyone and after every session, you would get even more inspired to write your own music for Wallows, so it was a win-win situation, not to mention, spending time with your new co-workers; especially a particular drummer that grew closer to you that you would’ve ever imagined.

When you first met the band you hit it off pretty quickly with Luke and Calum, them being the same age as you and having pretty much the same interests; then came Michael that shared a similar sense of humor with you and with whom you discussed videogames with. But Ashton was always the one that you consciously tried to not get too close to.

In all honesty, he intimidated you but not in a bad way. He was smart, talented, and super funny, not to mention also ridiculously handsome. But he was also stubborn, a little bit egotistical, and the only one that could keep up with you in a battle of wits, teasing, and sarcasm. And you knew that if you mixed that all together it might mean trouble, especially when he smiled at you like that.

Of course you had a crush on him, who wouldn’t? But the fact is that you know what it is like to date in the industry and having feelings for a member of another pretty famous band might bring some tension to the table, so it was safer to play the crushing card and just stay friends. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself every day since you started to see him regularly and spend more time with him than with any other of the two bands.

Speaking of…

“Earth to Y/N?” Called Braeden waving a hand in front of your face “Is anybody there?”

You blinked a few times before pushing his hand away with a scoff “Very funny, B. What’s up?”

“You spaced out again” Cole added, fidgeting with his drumsticks “Just when we were going to start complimenting you on that bass line you wrote the other day…”

You smiled as you threw a pillow at him that he was able to easily dodge “Sorry, I was just-”

“Thinking about a particular drummer again?” Dylan teased, to which Cole added.

“I knew it wouldn’t take long for you to fall in love with me”

You searched for other pillows and started to throw them at your band members, giggling as they started to throw them back at you and starting an improvised pillow fight in the middle of the recording booth.

“Hey, Y/N/N! I was wondering if you-” Ashton’s sentence was cut short as he opened the door and took in the scene that was in front of him.

You were so busy chasing Breaden with a pillow on each hand and a devilish smile that you didn’t even notice when the door opened or that Ashton was standing there, smiling at you with his arms crossed as you aimed at your bandmate's head.

“Oh look, peanut!” Dylan said teasingly “You knight in shiny armor is here to-” But before he could say anything more embarrassing, you threw a pillow directly at his face to shut him out.

You quickly turned your head to Ashton who was fairly amused by your battle skills and smiled at him.

“Hey!” You said breathlessly after chasing down the others.

“Hi,” He smiled back “Am I interrupting something or?”

“Nah, you’re good,” You said, throwing one last pillow at your three friends that stood in a corner blowing teasing kisses and puppy eyes at the two of you “These assholes and I are done for the day” You commented before said assholes started to pout and complain, but you were already out the door before they could say something embarrassing again.

“So…” Ashton trailed off, starting to walk alongside you with his hands in his front pockets.

“So,” You said, drifting your eyes from him and praying to the universe that he didn’t hear anything or else it would make the blush on your face even pinker “You needed me for something?”

You wanted to get the topic of work right there in the open as soon as possible, not wanting him to notice how nervous you got when you were alone with him. At least when you were talking about work you leveled the ground in some parts.

“Actually, I’m going home early today” He smiled softly “Luke and the guys are working on a love song that’s just way too happy and butterflies - in - your -stomach like and I didn’t think they needed me there if I can’t bring nothing to the table”

“You’re not a lovey-dovey feeling kinda guy?” You teased by bumping your arm with his, earning a “hey” from him “I actually get it, I’m not that kind of person either”

“It’s not like I don’t like it, it’s just that-”

“You process your emotions differently, and it’s easier to write those when you think of love in other stages and/or mixed with other complex emotions because-”

“Love is not just one-sided! Yes!” Ashton celebrated, amazed that you could understand what he was saying “I knew you would get it”

That comment made your cheeks heat up as you looked at him, all dimpled smiles and light chuckled as he looked at you with sparkly hazel eyes. Oh no…

“Well,” You said, breaking that little moment “If they are going to work on that all day then I guess I would head home, too. I don’t think I’ll be able to provide anything else either”

“Actually,” Ashton said as he stopped in the middle of the hall leading to the exit, making you stop as well and turn to him “I was wondering if you would want to get some coffee with me now that we are both free. Of course, if you really are free and have nothing else to do and want to actually drink coffee or tea… or maybe not and you’re not that type of person and-”

“Are you asking me out?”

Ashton stopped his rambling and looked at you with an incredulous smile and lightly blushed cheeks.

“I- well, yeah,” He said shyly “Yeah, I am”

You smiled and softly chuckled “Look at the famous drummer all nervous” You teasingly took a step closer to him, not knowing where this confidence was coming from, and he did the same “It’s just me, you know?”

“And that’s exactly the reason why”

“Do I make you nervous, darling?”

“Let’s say that if it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have rambled like that, princess”

You pressed your lips in a thin line and smiled as you looked away from him, blushing like a teenager on her first date.

“So…” You trailed off.

“So?”

“Lead the way”

From that moment both of your routines changed once again. Now you took time off the studio at least two times a week to go with Ashton on those small friendly dates as he took you out for coffee or just simple but meaningful talks.

Soon enough you lost all the doubts that made you nervous around him, seeing how easy it was to talk to him and how much you had in common in more aspects than just music. You became more comfortable around him and your level of teasing and playing grew alongside your relationship, not to mention the level of teasing and playing you received from your band members and the other 3 Aussies who joined in on all the fun.

You were used to blushing and dismissing comments about your - undeniable - crush on the drummer, but Ashton didn’t seem to be affected by them at all. On the contrary, Ashton played along and even seemed like he was enjoying it. Like in one particular occasion where you were working on a song together and Michael said:

“Oh my god, date her already!”

Ashton didn’t blink an eye before responding “I’m trying! But she just wants to focus on the harmonies”

And you’d be lying if you said that didn’t put a smile on your face.

Yet, you kept it all professional while being in the studio; no need to mix your personal lives with whatever was going on down there, that’s why those coffee runs were your favorites.

It was an unspoken rule between the two of you that “work-talk” was forever banned from those outings.

“So what are we going to talk about?” You asked him the first time you went into his favorite coffee shop.

“Us” He simply answered, unaware of the butterflies he just set in your stomach.

“Us?”

“Yeah, I want to get to know you better, princess. Who is Y/N Sixx?”

“Who is Ashton Irwin?”

“I asked first”

“I asked second” You countered

Ashton smiled widely “You think you’re clever…”

“It doesn’t matter what I think” You answered, casually sipping on your coffee “I know I’m clever just like I know you like me that way”

You were testing the waters back then, hiding the shaking of your knees under the table as you longed to know how he felt about it. But the way he smiled and how he blushed a little bit made all your fears go away.

“Yeah, that I do”

Your cheeks turned red whenever you reminisced about that moment - or any moment that you spent with Ashton for that matter - which gave you the perfect idea for a song.

“I don’t want to kill my time with somebody else…” You hummed to yourself as you wrote down what you think is the chorus to a new song.

You told Ashton that you were not the type to write silly love songs or very uplifting songs; but there was something in that memory, something in that feeling that you couldn't ignore or just let it be without doing something about it. So, you started to write it.

You couldn't separate the feeling from the art, after all, feelings were what led you to dedicate your life to music. People would say it was because of your parent’s influence but they had little to nothing to do with your decision. This was you, the authentical you writing whatever came to mind and then sharing it with the world and only a few people will get it in its entirety. And surely Ashton was one of them.

“Dadadada something, want you all to myself”

“Wacha doing there, princess?”

Speaking of the devil.

Ashton smiled at you as he hunched over the table you were working on, trying to peek at what you were writing. You lifted the notebook and pressed it against your chest faking offense as he giggled.

“Didn’t your mother taught you not to sneak up on people, darling?” You asked as he walked around your workspace and sat himself down on the chair next to you “Besides, you’re late. You were supposed to meet me here like half an hour ago!”

“Aww, sorry Sixx” Ashton pouted “But there were no chocolate chip cookies left in the shop so I had to go around town to get you some” He then put a bag of freshly made cookies on top of the table with a cup filled with coffee.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know?”

“Of course I did! You always only eat chocolate chips cookies in the afternoon”

He started to giggle again, ignoring the way you were looking at him “How did you know that?”

“C’mon, Y/N/N, every time we go for coffee you order two, one for the coffee and another one for the road. And every time we cater something you never touch anything but those cookies”

“I never knew you were so observant”

Ashton shrugged “I just pay attention if I like what I see,” He said nonchalantly with a wink, making you blush instantly, but you covered it up with an eye roll.

“God, you’re terrible” You scoffed.

“I’m honest!” You shook your head and went back to writing, but Ashton was not going to let that go so easily. “Look, how else could I know that you always put an extra bag of sugar in your coffee?”

“‘Cause I always drink the same thing,” You said without looking up from your notebook.

“Yeah, a mocha latte with extra chocolate drizzle and no foam. Honestly, how can you handle that much sugar?” You were about to answer but he caught you off. “But that’s not all you drink, whenever you have a bad day you always order a cup of mango and ginger tea because that’s your mother’s favorite drink and it helps you calm down. You also don’t want anyone to know that you’re having a bad day but the minute someone looks away your smile starts to flatter until you’re back in the conversation”

You stopped the writing completely as you turned to him, suddenly feeling how your heart started to jump all over your chest as he kept talking, eyes never leaving yours as he gave you a soft smile, almost as if he was remembering all those moments with you.

“You draw flowers on the corner of your notebooks whenever you feel bored. You love the sad songs on the radio and you know every single word to Lorde’s Melodrama, yet every time you have to choose a playlist you put 2000’s pop and R&B songs because it hypes you up. You hate awkward silences unless you are the one being quiet. You help Dylan dye his hair every time he asks you to because you would trust each other with your lives, you give Cole relationship advice because you care about him and he always appreciates your advice more than anyone’s and Braeden is your best friend because you always say that he is one of the few people that could make you laugh in a bad day and you have no idea how much I want to be included in that list”

“Ashton-”

“You write better with dim light, it helps you concentrate on your work. You say you don’t believe in astrology yet you check your horoscope every day. You want to make sure that everyone has a good time and feels included, that’s why you always make conversations with Micahel about games you never even heard before or let Luke braid your hair when he’s bored or how you switched topics when you noticed that Calum was not engaging as much in a conversation. You literally take care of everyone but you never let anyone take care of you, and when we do you get all shy and you blush as you say thank you and you have no idea how fucking adorable you look”

You sat there speechless as he spoke. You felt the back of your throat dry as you tried to find the right words to answer all of that.

It was too much. The fact that he knew all of that and how he said it like he was just talking about his favorite things in the world, it was just too much but at the same time, you want to hear him say that again.

A weird sense of joy and shyness came over you as he set his hazel eyes on yours. You gave him a small smile as you averted your gaze to the floor.

“Wow, I-” You started “I never thought someone noticed all that”

“How could I not?” You heard him say “You’re all I can think about and to say that I don’t notice you is like saying I don’t notice the sun in the sky or the stars at night. You’re the brightest light out there, Y/N, you shine everywhere you go”

You noticed how he pulled his chair closer to you and suddenly you felt how your chair started to slowly turn his way until you were face to face.

Ashton carefully placed his fingers under your chin and tilted your head until you were finally looking into his eyes again.

“There she is!” He smiled when he noticed your blushing cheeks and gleaming eyes.

“What do you mean when you say I’m all you think about?” You asked expectantly, curling your fingers nervously on top of your thighs.

Ashton chuckled. “Well, if you didn’t notice, I really fucking like you, Y/N”

You looked up at him, smiling with hopeful eyes and feeling as if a weight was lifted off your chest thanks to the joy you were experiencing while hearing those words.

“You do?”

“Unless you don’t like me back and I just spilled my feelings for nothing-” You smacked him playfully in the arm “Ouch! I’m kidding! Of course I like you! Fuck, Y/N I’ve been falling for years now and I thought I was being pretty obvious”

You laughed “I thought you were just playing!”

In an instant, Ashton pulled your chair closer and grabbed you by the hip, lifting you up and making you sit on his lap as he hugged you by the waist and you placed your arms around his neck.

“I’ve never been more serious in my life,” He said, “I’ll do anything to prove it”

“Well,” You said, pressing a kiss to his cheek and knocking your forehead to his “How about you help me finish this song and then you take me on a date? Cause I’ve been falling for you, too and I don’t want to waste any more time”

Ashton hummed as he nuzzled his nose against your cheek, kissing it softly as he murmured “Will I get to kiss my princess at midnight?”

“Maybe… or you can take your chances now if you’d like”

He smiled.

“I like those odds”

And just before you know it, he softly pressed his lips against yours; finally creating a happy beginning for the two of you.

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Hi there!! I’ve been reading through your amazing blog and fell in love with all your writings 😔💗 Hope u don’t mind writing a fluffy fic for Ace with a super innocent reader ( who’s actually his crush) like when he throws her a flirty line to which she gets very confused and asks him what he mean, and so he have to explain it or maybe gets slightly frustrated :)

My heart-!😭💓 It literally always shocks me when people say they like my writing-! But thank you so much, kind anon!

Babe Below~!

Portgas. D Ace

“Your eyes are like the ocean; I could swim in them all day. “

“Ace, please don’t, you can’t swim with a Devil Fruit.”

“That wasn’t...”

The brunette sighed and nodded, as you gave him a worried glance and went back to work. The fiery man has been making weird comments throughout the week, at first you figured he ate some bad food, but now you were concerned you needed to bring Marco into the mix. Mentioning that, only made the man scream and forced you to promise to never tell the blond.

It truly, baffled you on what was going on inside his brain, but pushed it aside as you continued to work, he seemed fine for now and that was all that mattered.

As the day continued to pass on, Ace continued to pester you with more weird sayings.

“Do you happen to have a Band-Aid? ‘Cause I scraped my knees falling for you.”

“But Ace, you aren’t even bleeding-”

“Ugh-!’“

“I need help, I’ve fallen for you and can’t get up.”

“Ace, you’re standing-”

“Y/N!”

“I thought my brother was the cutest thing in the world, guess I was wrong.”

“Wait, someone is cuter than Luffy?”

“I-”

“There must be something wrong with my eyes—I can’t seem to take them off of you.”

“That’s it-”

You finally reached your last straw with the man and decided Marco must be contacted immediately. As you made your way to the medic bay, Ace followed after you, begging you to turn back.

“Marco, something is really wrong with Ace, he’s been acting strange all day and saying weird things. I’m concerned for his health, can you check on him.”

While speaking, the freckled man made movements and signs to please spare him the humiliation he knew would follow. However, fate and Marco were not on his side as the blond only smiled darkly and patted your head in a reassuring manner.

“Don’t be too concerned, he just fails miserably at flirting and letting his intentions show, he likes you, more than a friend or a crewmate I’m afraid, that’s my diagnosis.”

You were left in a quiet shock as the blond took his leave, leaving you alone with the now blushing and hesitant man, who seemed more now like a boy who was being lectured by a parent.

“You like me?”

“Yes...”

“I see.”

He looked up after you spoke and was taken aback by your happy smile and kind eyes. He blushed more as his heart raced, excitement feeling his veins over the possibly of you liking him too and maybe becoming something mor-

“I like you too! I am glad we get along so well Ace, I hope we can continue to be best friends!”

His heart sunk over you words, and his head hung low. You still didn’t understand, sighing he nodded and gave you a weak smile back.

“Yeah let’s be best friend, y/n.”

It wasn’t the direction he was hoping for, but it was a step towards there. He hoped one day he will have the courage to tell you or show you just how much he truly feels about you.

Today just wasn’t that day.

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kanmom51 · 3 years ago

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Hlo I hope u have seen jm saudi Arabia vlive right. There was clearly someone with jm throughout the vlive. And it was a male. First time we hear a door knocking jm went there , talked something, door closed n he continued vlive. Said it was manager , most probably its manager. Then we hear the door inside the room , someone came n jm having a smirk checks out the person with a cheeky smile n told it was manager. But I don't think so. Manager came n left earlier. Then we can hear someone opening somethings , maybe fridge behind. N viewrs asked jm who is in the room. He told no one n he is alone. After taking few min , shows us the room. Then he went to bedroom , continued vlive n towards end while he is saying ending comments on army celebrating his bday we see him looking at someone or something behind. We can hear voice of something in back. He looked there few seconds smiling n there comes n male voice saying 'oho'. N 101% it was not jm made that voice. He made some expression with his brows n lips like nothing happened. Continued the vlive n ended. Who was that person, I don't think manager came back and is roaming around his room n bedroom. And is making jimin to smirk at him.if it was manager then why jm told he is alone when asked. Was it JK, not sure but probably ys , considering how many times they have been in each other's room n didn't appeared on screen. I know u don't like analysis but this is short n we can hear the voice from behind. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8Hn-Zv0jByA&t=2s . I've also watched the original vlive and heared the same.

Ok anon, so here comes my take on Jimin's Saudi Arabia Vlive from 12 October 2019, and remember, you asked for it. Lol.

I just sat myself down and re-watched it, god it's long.

Do I think there is someone in the room? End answer is YES!

Do I think it's JK? I certainly think it is JK.

Unlike the 2016 lives, where I was weary to assume in both lives that it was JM or JM hidden in the rooms, here I am way more confident to say that the person is indeed JK. O

Things I noticed in this Vlive:

Jimin talking about the concert – the only member he talks about is JK -he’s the one he looked at seeing him have a good time (he demonstrates JK's moves several times) , making him relax and enjoy – JK's the one on his mind, the one he turns to look for.

JM shares what he did during their time off. He talks about his trip to Paris and this is the live where he tells the story of flying back to Seoul for JKs birthday only to fly out to Hawaii the next morning.

Someone comes in – there is a conversation, you can hear them say he needs to eat breakfast and more, JM giggling. The voice is unrecognizable.

JM comes back to camera says it was "our manager". This is important to me. He says "our manager" at this point, while later on, he refers to the person in the room as "my manager".

JM continues to talk about his vacation, talks about going to Russia and how his friend likes to take photos. Around 31:48 min. mark he says he told his friend: “I want to be your model” – and looks to his left with a smirk on his face, then turns back to the camera and giggles. Ahm, let’s think for a minute, where else did we hear this before? Who did we hear him ask if he was his model? Is that person actually in the room with JM?

41 min. mark, slightly before that JM looks sideways again, and then a couple of seconds later you can see behind him there is a reflection on the kitchen counter top, and you can see movement, like a shadow passing by. I have watched this several times to make sure it's not JM's movements that cause that movement in the reflection. As far as I can see it's not a reflection of JM's movements. It's too fast and moving from one side to the other. It looks like someone moving across and behind the camera.

Maybe that’s why he brings the camera closer, and once in a while you can see his eyes moving ever so slightly to look to the right, or right and up slightly, smirking ever so lightly. He's gotten better at this since the Tokyo live debacle.

When singing promise and raising pinky, looks slightly to upper right (behind camera)?

At this point he moves the camera angle and we can't see reflection on the kitchen counter anymore , so if whoever was there moved from behind the camera back into the room we can't see it. I don't think he's aware of it or did it on purpose, maybe he moved the camera because that person was moving back into the room and he wanted to make sure they weren't seen on camera. Idk. But following comes this:

52.30 min. approx. is the moment EVERYBODY talks about.

There is a noise, like a thud, JM turns the camera to the right, so we can see even less of the room. He then turns to his left, first time only to look , second time actually checking out whoever it was top to bottom big grin on his face, turns back to camera giggling, but he couldn't help himself, and turns to look a third time, looking back at us, grin on face and saying: “it’s my manager” and repeats it several times. Yeah JM, your 'manager'. Right. Do you usually check out your manager like that? Sexual harassment law suit now in progress (not).

You know what? It probably was 'his manager'. Same 'manager' that Tae took his cup of noodles in the Tokyo Vlive.

JM goes on with the live, but you can still hear noises in the room once in a while.

At 1:04:54 JM is asked if there is someone in the room (I mean, with all the noises going on). He gets up walks away for a few seconds, we can hear him saying something, then noises, more talking, coughing, and then comes back saying there’s really nothing to see in the room, and takes the camera to show the room…

He walks from the lounge area to the bed room, not really turning the camera around to see beyond the clear path from room to room. Real Tokyo live going on here.

JM tells us he will end the live soon, eat something and go workout with JK (this is him repeating saying he was supposed to go work out with JK earlier in the live).

Around 1:14:00 JM starts to talk about the how they surprised him for his birthday during the concert and how much it meant to him and thanks for it, looking at the camera but also seems like he's looking beyond the camera.

JM says his thanks, smiles, looking slightly to his right, and then you hear "a-ha". It's does not look or sound like JM saying it.

Last few minutes JM sits on bed and keeps looking to his left, towards the bedroom door, it feels like someone is standing there, perhaps signalling him “enough”. He also smiles at some point while looking there.

Before ending the live, he gets up off bed, closes bedroom door (maybe so whoever is out there will not show up on camera), walking around the room and finally ending the live.

Was someone in the suite with JM during the live? The way I see it, for at least part of the live there was someone there off camera. The noises, the reflection, JM changing the camera angle a second before 'his manager' made noise and he checked him out. JM's behaviour before getting up with the camera to 'show the room'.

Was it JK? I personally think it was. Beyond this being 2019 and clearly those two are together (if in 2016 some may have had doubts), the way JM was checking out his 'manager' (usage of this reference brought me back to the Tokyo live and him using it there too); him changing from "our manager" with the first interruption (probably the actual manager) to "my manager" whom he checked out from top to bottom; him talking about the Russia trip and asking to be his friend's model, turning to look sideways (at someone) and laughing (let's think for one moment, who did he ask in the past to be his model????); it felt like JM was thanking whoever it was there with him for the birthday surprise. If you watch the Bangtan bomb you will see that even there JM talks about how excited he was, but yet again mentions how happy JK was and how it made him even happier...

The one thing I am still on the fence about is the "a-ha". It's definitely there. Who says it???? I've seen this several times, I really don't think it's JM making that sound, but I am not 100% sure with this, so I'll leave this one up to you.

#ask #anon #Jikook #Kookmin

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