#AND I GOT NERVOUS BECAUSE SHE GIGGLED AND I DIDN'T GET HER NUMBER BECAUSE THEY WERE PEOPLE BEHIND ME WAITING FOR THEIR TURN

[marvelstan0905]

"Trust me, you're not heavy"

Boyfriend!Kenji Sato X FEM!Chubby/Plus Size! Reader

TW : insecurities regarding weight/fluff/wholesome/stammering/picking up/angst/slightly new relationship/comparison/lewd joke at the end/not proofread yet/ mixed POV

-Hi. This is for comfort. Mostly for me,because I am on the thicker side and these are thoughts that have coursed through my mind. If you will be triggered please don't go beyond the line. I am a Female/AFAB so it will be with she/her pronouns! I'm still gonna write other scenarios with GN readers in mind! Thank you for the love and support😘

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Today was a relaxing day. A chill day from all the chaos that both me and Kenji had been going through. We were relaxing together at Kenji's house. My legs laid on his lap as I sat across from him on the couch. We were watching a movie occasionally being on our phones. Kenji put down his phone and looked at me thoughtfully.

"Hey baby?" Kenji started hesitantly as he took my hand and gently put my phone down. I hummed and smiled giving him my attention. "Can I ask why you don't let me pick you up or sit in my lap?"

I froze. I expected the question but I didn't really expect the question so soon ant so abruptly. I looked away from Kenji, clearing my throat.

"W-What do you mean, baby?" I cleared my throat and withdraw my legs from his lap hugging my knees. Kenji's eyes softened in concern as he observed your tense and almost, hiding body language.

"Well..baby we've been dating for quite a while yet you've never sat in my lap or let me pick you up. If I try to pick you up, you squirm away and stiffen up...did I do something to make you uncomfortable?" Kenji spoke sincerely as he gently took ahold of my hand, his thumb brushing against my knuckles. His beautiful mauve turquoise eyes held concern and guilt. I felt bad.

"N-No. Of course its not you, baby. It's me, really. I..I dont even know where to start really" I breathed with a nervous laughter. I played with his soft but calloused hands. Kenji felt relieved but it still didn't exactly explain why. He wouldn't pressure his girl to talk about it but they had great communication.

"Well you know,you can tell me anything. I'd never judge you. You're the perfect specimen to me" Kenji added with conviction and genuineness. I blushed and shook my head.

"I know that, my love. You'd never judge me. It's just..I'm not exactly small, you know? I don't weigh like 40kgs and stuff like that. Plus I've never really been lifted up or put my whole weight on someone, if that makes sense? Like for trustfall exercises at school, I never got a turn or piggy back rides. Stuff like that..I know it's stupid" I rambled whiles touching my head. I tugged on my sweater sleeves. Kenji's eyes softened and hardened at the same time, he was was quite upset people treated you that way. "Even if someone did volunteer they'd be huffing and puffing or straning. So I'd prefer if you didn't get a hernia or something like that picking me up"

"Welk to start baby, fuxk those people who treated you like that. I'd like their names and Instagram handles..Number 2. It doesn't matter that you don't weigh 40kgs or whatever. That's actually unhealthy but anyways. I don't care if you're not small. Just means there's more to touch and feel on" Kenji smirked whiles groping my pudgy love handles. I giggled and pushed his hands away causing him to chuckle.

"Babe. It's not stupid at all. Trust me, I won't get a hernia or huff or puff, okay? I'm an athlete, I play a sport which requires a great deal of strength. I probably lift weights heavier than you. Even if you weighed 6000lbs I'd glad pick you up and put you in my lap and arms"Kenji assured me whiles he pulled me closer and held my hands.

"I know it's scary but please trust me. I think you're the most beautiful girl ever. With all cute abundance as well. It means I get a marshmallow and extra softness to cuddle, okay?" Kenji smiled and stood up pulling us both to our feet. He pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Can we try it? I promise I won't drop you or strain? I'm not fragile, my love. I won't break if I pick you up. Come on your dating the Ken Sato. Believe when I say you're not heavy at all"

Kenji was convincing but I was still anxious. I really didn't want to be embarrassing or scarred for life...again. I didn't want to witness my boyfriend struggle under my weight but then again, he was right. He did lift weights far heavier than me. His half alien self did have that extra strength and power. I looked up at him and Kenji gave me the puppy eyes and the pout. I groaned and sighed, he really did look like a kicked puppy. "Please princess of mine, please. Trust me?"

"Finnnne. I'm being serious, baby. I'm trusting you. J-Just a minute, okay?" I stammered anxiously. Kenji's smiled brightened up and without a second of hesitation, his large hands wrapped around my thick thighs and picked me up without a struggle or hassle. My instant reaction was to push him away and stiffened up, but I took a deep breath. Kenji wrapped my legs around his waist. His hands laid comfortably under my thighs. I looked at him expecting a tomato face or something but he seemed..fine. Genuinely content and happy as he rocked from side to side slowly.

" Look at that..I'm not huffing or puffing. Neither am I crumbling. See ,baby trust me. You're as light as a paperclip to me. I can toss you around like a ragdoll if I wanted" Kenji shrugged with a triumphant smirk as his hands climbed up and onto my rear. I flushed and breathed a sigh of relief. It was still a lot to get used to but I really liked this. It was nice."Feels good, huh? Plus you're all nice and close to me. I get to kiss you more too"

Kenji spoke softly whiles his lips peppered kisses all over my face. Small flustered giggles left my lips as I leaned into his affection.

"Guess I was too anxious. Thank you, baby. Means alot that you're patient like this. The reassurance means alot as well" I say softly whiles nuzzling my cheek against his cheek. Kenji hummed in satisfaction as well nuzzling against me as well.

"This is nothing, baby. I just wanted you close and for you to be more comfortable in your own skin. I love you so much. All of you. In and out, okay? In fact, I'd like to add to all that chubbiness. Just make you eat even more" Kenji murmured whiles kissing my cheek continously. I giggled and shook my head. We stood like this for a few minutes in a comfortable silence as we exchanged kisses and nuzzles. It was so nice and intimate. The once nervous and anxious air from before seemed to have dissipated as we cuddled in content.

"You know this means I can eat you out in the air now" Kenji murmured with his cheek restint against my head. I clicked my tongue, with a flustered gasp and gently pinched his chest. "Ow! What? Wishful thinking..you know? A little manhandling..come on you know you want to?"

"Kenji Sato!"

"Okay..Okay..I'm sorry..maybe we can try the butterfly position now-"

Thwack

"Ow!O-Okay. Okay. I'm sorry, babygirl. We can talk later hmm?"

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚁𝚈

𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚘

description: Cherry and Kyra have been together six months now, and y/n is nervous but she thinks its time for Kyra to move in with her.

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kyra cooney-cross x female reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction! Do not take any of this seriously.

warnings: just plain cuteness, kisses, chaotic arsenal and kyra, flufffff and a few swear words

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y/n just posted on her story

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private message to beffy

y/n: beffy - I'm too nervous - I can't do it

beffy: Cherry - you'll be fine - she'll say yes.

y/n: But like, we've only been dating since September and now it's May - and the fans are only just catching on now!

beffy: STAY CALM

y/n: AGHHHHHHHHHH

beffy: shit

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"You okay baby?" Kyra's question breaks y/n out of her text conversation and makes her jump.

"Hmm? Oh yeah, just messaging Beth." y/n smiles, switching her phone off rather quickly as she opens her arms, Kyra grinning as she pushes across the sofa and into y/n's warm embrace.

"You sure?" Kyra asks and y/n nods, chuckling as Kyra presses a few kisses against her cheek.

"Yeah sure, baby." y/n promises and Kyra hums slightly, face falling slightly as they continued to watch their show. "You staying tonight?" y/n asks and Kyra nods.

"Yes please, don't wanna go back home." Kyra explains and y/n chuckles slightly.

"All that rent you're throwing away." She jokes and Kyra rolls her eyes.

"You sound just like Steph!" Kyra snorts and y/n giggles as Kyra digs her finger tips into y/n's side, forcing bright laughs out of her mouth as she tries to squirm away.

"No! Please!" y/n begs as she continues to laugh and scramble away from Kyra's still tickling hands.

Kyra lets out a cackle as she launches over y/n who sprints away, but Kyra is close behind, the two carefully running around y/n's apartment - giggles echoing the rooms as they did.

"Gotcha!" Kyra cheers, tackling y/n as if they were on the rugby pitch. The two bouncing as they landed on y/n's sofa once more.

"You got me, you got me." y/n laughs as the two let out panting breaths to try and catch their breath.

Just as the two sit there, relishing in each other's warmth and catching their breath, there is the faint buzz of a vibrating phone.

Kyra leans over picking up y/n's phone, just as the caller hangs up, clearly thinking they're not getting hold of y/n as Kyra winces.

"Uh oh." Kyra says.

"What Uh Oh, why Uh Oh?" y/n asks sitting up worriedly, causing Kyra to yelp as she falls backward onto the sofa, y/n pulling her back up as she passes her phone.

goonerno.1: YOU ARE GOING TO WHAT?

goonerno.1: YOU PICK UP RIGHT NOW

goonerno.1: YOU DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME?

"Uh oh." y/n says before she kisses Kyra and jumps up. "Pray for me." She says and the Australian bows her head and holds her hands into a praying position.

"Amen." Kyra nods and y/n gulps and runs into her room, dialling Leah's number who picks up in a lightening flash.

"You didn't even tell me?" Leah asks annoyed as soon as she picks up.

"Because I knew you wouldn't like it!" y/n denies.

"I would if I had been told." Leah defends and y/n scoffs. "Honestly, I would." Leah says, her voice softer now.

"Really?" y/n asks with a sigh.

"I just, don't you think it's a bit soon?" Leah asks and y/n groans. "Okay, Okay, sorry. Habit." Leah promises and y/n can't help but chuckle.

"It's just, she's here most of the time anyway, we don't really like being apart - that place is just becoming a money pit." y/n explains.

y/n was hoping to ask Kyra to move in, that was what all this was about - y/n purely just panicking as she tried to work up the courage to ask her girlfriend to move in.

"Have you asked her?" Leah asks and y/n winces.

"I'm to scared too." y/n admits. "And Beth is trying to help but she can't really and I'm guessing that is who told you." she continues.

"Yeah Cherry, it is." Leah chuckles. "You'll be fine kid. "I don't like it, but she won't say no. She is very happy with you." Leah promises.

"And I'm happy with her." y/n nods. "Okay, I can do it." y/n says.

"Yeah you can, go get her kid." Leah says before hanging up. y/n repeating to herself that she could do it.

And she left the room and wandered into the living room on shaky legs and a steady heart and smiled.

She didn't do it.

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y/n sighed as she pushed the gym door open, a whirl of blonde instantly grabbing her as Leah dragged her back out of the room and into an empty physio room.

"Did you do it?" Leah asks almost worriedly and y/n groans.

"I chickened out." y/n whines and Leah snorts. y/n glares at Leah who winces and mouths an apology. "Oh, what do I do Lee?" y/n sighs and Leah chuckles.

"Oh Cherry." Leah chuckles, bringing the girl in for a hug. "You need to calm down, she is going to say yes, she loves being with you and you two work well together." Leah promises.

"Hurt to say that, didn't it?" y/n asks and Leah nods.

"Oh terribly." Leah agrees, pretending to gag which makes y/n huff. "Look, if you can't do it normally, I'll make you do it." Leah warns y/n.

"How?" y/n scoffs and Leah grins evilly.

"I'll tell Katie." She warns and y/n stops in her tracks, letting out a panicked shriek.

"Please don't." y/n begs.

"Then ask her." Leah says and y/n huffs, narrowing her eyes.

"Fine, I'll ask her at the end of training." y/n promises Leah.

And at the end of training she did not.

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cherry is a coward

goonerno.1 added you to a group chat

goonerno.1 added beffy to the chat

goonerno.1 added thegoat to the chat

goonerno.1 added mccard to the chat

goonerno.1: RIGHT

y/n: Leah please, choose peace.

goonerno.1: Little Cherry, is too scared to ask Kyra to move in.

mccard: SHE WHAT!

mccard: WHY HAS NO ONE BLOODY TOLD ME?!

mccard: I deserved to know ya idiots.

y/n: I'm sorry Katie! But bottom line is I CAN'T DO IT

y/n: AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

goonerno.1: cherry

y/n: AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

goonerno.1: cherry

y/n: AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

beffy: cherry

y/n: AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

y/n: i'm done now.

mccard: Kid take a breath and calm down. What are you two doing right now?

y/n: about to eat din dins

y/n sent a photo

y/n: look how nice!

thegoat: ADHD

y/n: Vivvvvv not right now please :) xx

y/n: Okay, I'm going to ask her.

gonnerno.1: You can do it!

beffy: Come on Cheery!

thegoat: Stay calm! x

mccard: come on our girl ya can do it!

y/n: AGHHHHHHHHH-

goonerno.1: This girl I swear...

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"Are you okay?" Kyra asks before y/n could even breathe in her direction.

"Yeah why?" y/n asks as she hands Kyra her plate of food, the two moving to sit at the table to eat their dinner.

"It's just you've been a little anxious it feels lately." Kyra admits and y/n lets out a sigh. "What's up chicky?" Kyra asks and y/n bites down at her tongue.

"Look, I know we've been together for like six months now. And I really like being with you. And you like being with me." y/n begins.

Kyra pauses, watching as y/n stared at her hands as she rambled her explanation of her actions recently, Kyra couldn't help but smile softly.

"And like you're here a lot. And I'm closer to the stadium." y/n continues. "OH and training." She adds.

"Baby, what are you saying?" Kyra asks.

"Wouldyouliketolikemovelikein with me?" y/n asks, smashing a number of words together as she stutters the question out.

"What?" Kyra asks and y/n sucks in a breath.

"You. Move in. With me?" y/n asks, she shrugs slightly, not as many words as she meant but it will do.

"You mean it?" Kyra asks in shock, mouth wide open. "You're not joshing me?" She asks.

"Who says joshing me anymore?" y/n asks her before Kyra blinks, mouth still wide open. "Oh! Yes! Of course I mean it!" y/n promises her and Kyra lets out a small gasp.

"Oh my god." Kyra whispers, standing up and y/n does the same, worried she had moved too quick.

"If this is all too quick, just say, but like..." y/n begins.

"Oh shut up!" Kyra scoffs before pulling y/n into a kiss, the two's lips meeting with wide smiles as they wrapped themselves in each other.

"So, yes?" y/n asks as she briefly pulls away.

"YES!" Kyra yells, before pulling her back in for another kiss.

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cherry is a coward

y/n: FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

goonerno.1: She said yes?

y/n: yep!

mccard: Ayyyy well done!

beffy: Go on Cherry! Knew you could do it!

thegoat: well done kid! x

y/n: so, who wants to help us move Kyra's stuff?

mccard has left the chat

goonerno.1 has left the chat

beffy has left the chat

thegoat has left the chat

y/n: fuckers.

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y/n just posted on her story x3

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END

A very much requested and happy to be written Cherry Part Two

lotta love xx

[zerokurokawa]

hi, i love your works, they are amazing! i don't know if you accept any requests, but if you don't mind could you write a one shot with Baji x reader, where they are 12-13(maybe before boys formed toman or just formed), she can be his friend, classmate, tutor, neighbour, Emma's friend, whatever your prefer, and Baji is so in love with her that everybody can see it and reader also and his friends tease him

Young Love | Baji x Reader

You were twelve and he was thirteen when he first saw you at Mikey's family dojo. From then, you swore he couldn't keep his eyes off you while you were hanging with Emma, his best friend's little sister.

"Why do you keep staring at y/n?" Mikey asked, as he drew his foot up for another kick.

"I don't know, really." Baji said, kind of irritated that Mikey caught him staring at you.

You all decided that once the session was over for the day, to go get something to eat. Emma invited you to tag along and so you did. The only issue was, who were you going to ride with?

"You can ride with me, y/n," Baji spoke up as he handed you his only helmet, "but holding on to the strap isn't safe so you should hold on to me instead." He smiled with his bright eyes and fangs showing.

You didn't say much, as you were nervous to be riding with him to begin with. You got on the back of his bike and he took off, trying not to scare you but to impress you at the same time.

Weeks had passed and Baji and had felt every need to keep hanging around you. He would constantly find excuses for Emma to invite you over and have you tag along with all of the guys.

"Emma, Draken is just going to ignore you, so why don't you invite y/n to come along so you won't be alone?" He would say, hoping Emma would pull out her phone and put you on speaker so he could talk to you.

"Are you sure you're not wanting me to invite her solely because YOU want to hangout with her?" Mikey would tease him, ruffling his hair. Baji would blush and shove him off, saying he just thought you were cool and wanted you to be apart of the group.

"Yeah, rightttttttt." Draken would let out a husky laugh as Baji continued to blush at his antics. Soon enough, you arrived and Baji was overwhelmed with excitement; it was surely showing through his toothy grin.

You all hung out for the entire day with Baji clinging to your side like a lost puppy. Even while at the arcade, he insisted that you two play games together, even the one armed arm wrestling one. He tried to win a big stuffed animal for you, but soon ran out of money.

At the end of the day, he finally got the nerve to ask for your phone number, but not though you, he asked for it through Emma. Emma reluctantly gave him your number so that way he could call and text you to hangout on his own time.

"Come on Emma, stop. I just like her cause she's cool!" He beckoned at Emma's teasing gestures as she would giggle and call him a love sick puppy.

"Yeah Emma, don't discourage our poor Baji from being in loveeeee." Mikey would perk up and join in the teasing.

Baji's face was completely red after this incident, but you still received a call from an unknown number later that night. Of course, you decided to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Uh, Hi, this is Baji… I uh, got your number from Emma and was wondering if you wanted to hangout tomorrow after school?" He finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Sure! I'd love to!" You smiled through the phone.

Hanging out with him after school and on the weekends was always the best times. He would take you to eat, to the arcade, to the beach, and on random bike rides around the city. He really tried his best to behave in order not to scare you. Of course, you knew that Baji liked you, yet you decided to keep the teasing at a minimum since you liked him too.

Thus, beginning your relationship with a young, bashful Baji Keisuke.

(A/N: I hope you enjoy!!! :))

[selfloverrrrrr]

Can I request dub/noncon with incel Inumaki and innocent reader?

NEED

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, physically and emotional abuse, biting, size difference, incel Inumaki, stalking, protective, jealous, obsessive, manipulative....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

Y/n's POV

Today I joined jujutsu high. I was nervous because it was my first day there. I was standing outside of the classroom. "Come in y/n" Gojo said. I went inside. "Class...meet her... she's y/n your new classmate" he said. "H-hey" I said shyly.

"finally it's a girl! Hey... I'm Maki nice to see you" the girl said giving her hand to shake. I shook her hand. "Nice to meet you too Maki" I replied. "Hey... I'm Yuta" a guy said with a smile scratching his head. "Hello... nice to meet you" I replied with a smile.

"heyyyyy... I'm panda!!!" I looked in his direction. There was a panda standing. "Hello to you too.... and you are cute " I replied with a giggle. "Kelp" a voice said. A guy with gray hair standing there. "Hello " I said. "Salmon" he replied.

"what is he saying?" I asked looking at Maki. "His name is Inumaki His cursed technique is his speech... whatever he says it always becomes true... that's why he uses limited words" Maki said. "Ohhh I see.... hello Inumaki" I said with a smile.

"mustard leaf... mustard leaf" Inumaki said. "He's asking for your number... because he can only talk in chat" Yuta said. "Oh... yeah sure " I replied. I gave him my number. "Kelp" Inumaki said. "Your welcome" I replied.

Inumaki's POV

It was another boring day. I got ready and went to jujutsu high. We all were in our classroom... talking with each other. Gojo Sensei came in. He told us that a new student is joining us today. He didn't say if it's a girl or a boy. I was wishing for it to be a pretty girl.

Gojo sensei told and a girl came in. My eyes widened. I was completely staring at her. She's so gorgeous! She's too pretty! I like her.... She should be mine! She would look great with me. Only me. Fuck I'll get her... I'll get her today!

Yes today! I don't give a fuck if it's too quick... she's supposed to be mine... doesn't matter if it's today or two months later... right? If she has to be mine then why should I delay?! My life is too boring... only she can make my life great!... And I also got her number too!

At night

In the chat

Inumaki

Hii

Y/N

Oh..hey

Inumaki

What are you doing?

Y/N Nothing much passing time on phone....hbu?

Inumaki

Same same

Y/N

I see

Inumaki

How did you feel about the first day here?

Y/N

It's great actually... I liked it

Inumaki

That's good... can I ask you something?

Y/N

Yeah... sure

Inumaki

Do you have any boyfriend?

Y/N

No I don't.....you?

Inumaki

Nah.... same

BTW I'm so bored walking in the hallway of our droom.... Do you mind if I come in your room?

Y/N

No no.... it's totally fine! Come here... I'm opening the door!

Y/n's POV

I got up and went to the door. I opened it. Inumaki was already there. "Hey" I said. "Salmon" he replied. "Come in" I said and he came inside. "Lock the door" he said. My hand automatically locked the door. That was weird but I didn't think about it too much.

We both went to the couch. "Please sit" I said and he sat on the couch. "Why are you sitting there... come here...sit on my lap" he said looking at me. "Wha-" before I could respond my body automatically went to him and sat on his lap.

I was shocked. "You look pretty in your night dress too" he said stroking my hair. "Why are you speaking?" I asked. He gave me a confused look. "That's not the thing we should talk about.... instead tell me.... will you be my partner? In a relationship with me?" He asked.

"w-what are you saying Inumaki..... I don't-" he cut my sentence "how about I fuck you right now?... I can use you as my whore" he said. I tried to get off his lap. "I wanna go" I said. "Go where?" He asked. "Please let me go " I said. Tears coming in my eyes. "Let's go to your bedroom..." He said brought us to my bedroom.

He pushed me on his bed. Fear grabbed me by my neck. He started crawling towards me. " Inumaki... don't" I said "why not...?" He replied. I tried to get off from the bed but he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me. "I'm an incel, y/n... I didn't tell you...why should I when I like you? You won't let me be close to you" He said. Realisation got me. " Inumaki ... P-Please stop" I begged but he grabbed the neck and choked me . crashed his lips on mine. This time Kissing me roughly. Making me breathless.

He started undressing me. I tried to stop him but my strength was nothing for him. He almost took off my clothes. I was just left in my panties. Inumaki started licking my nipple. His was so teasing. I moaned. He continued his teasing licking and sucking on my nipple. With his one hand he grabbed my other boob and squeezed it roughly. I screamed so loudly. " you don't know how painful being an incel is.... how much I waited for this!!!"he screamed.

When he was done playing with my nipples and boobs he got up and started taking off my panties. " P-Please...." I begged again. "Shhh... You are wet... lemme help you." he said with his smirk. He bring his face close to my pussy and licked it. "Ummmm~" he whimpered to himself.

He took off his clothes. His huge length was out now. My eyes widened at his length. It was too long and too thick. He grabbed his dick stroked it two or three times then lined it with my entrance. I began to panic. I knew it wouldn't fit." Inumaki.... please no .... Inumaki please no... I'm begging you!!!" I begged him. "Can you stop screaming!!!" he screamed and tears started falling from my eyes.

Inumaki pushed his whole length in one slide and I screamed with pain. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thrusting in and out roughly. I was screaming loudly. His huge dick was giving me too much pain. He started giving me hickeys on my neck and chest. His thrusting getting faster and harder. My whole body was shaking. He was moaning too. The way his dick was touching my g-spot made my back arch. It didn't take much time and I came. As I came that smirk again played on his lips.

I felt his dick start throbbing inside me. " Inumaki please...not....not inside" I begged in a whisper because I didn't have the power to speak. It was too much for me. "Who cares y/n?... atleast I don't" he said staring at me...Then my warm walls clenched around him he moaned loudly. In a few minutes he came inside me. He slowly pull out and threw him beside me. He brought his face closer to mine and whispered....

"You're gonna be my personal whore y/n.... and you'll tell everyone that you love me and it's you who want to be in a relationship with me " he whispered with a smirk. I started sobbing again... cause I know it's gonna happen cause he used his cursed technique. I was coursing myself for believing him and letting him inside my room alone....

Give me your requests guys...

I love when you give me your requests 💕

[auclairedetoru]

Hello! I'm a little nervous because I haven't requested anything in a long time, but I was hoping that maybe you could write something for Gojo with a tall, muscular fem reader? Maybe some headcanons? The buff girlies hardly get any love. Thank you 🥺

- 👾Anon

Absolutely! I've noticed the majority of the time the reader is always described as smaller than the character, which don't get me wrong, I love feeling petite and adorable in fiction since that's not the reality 😭 but the strong tall girlies deserve representation too, that's why in my roomie! Sukuna story I made the reader a boxer!

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Oh you asked Gojo about his girlfriend? Oof, get ready for him to talk your ear off.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'll tell you all about her personality. How she's incredibly sweet, and she takes care of him and his students and friends with all the love in her heart, and she's so smart, he's pretty sure whoever made her chose only the best qualities.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 And then he starts talking about her looks and physique... Oh boy, if he wasn't hyper excited before, he's gonna be now.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 The first thing you'd notice about Gojo is how fucking tall he is. He's nearly 191cm, 6'3 in freedom units. He could very easily cosplay slenderman. People have a hard time looking up at him because their necks start to hurt after a little while, but... Not his girlfriend.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 She isn't as tall as Gojo, but she can make eye contact with him with ease, and he LOVES it! He can wrap his arms around her shoulders and hug her, he can kiss her without bowing down nearly 90 degrees, he can give her piggy back rides without having her stand on a chair first. He just loves her height, it was perfect, like she was made that tall just for him.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Then there's her strength, and no, not the mental strength, but physical. Every time he sees her wearing shorts and/or sleeveless shirts, he goes feral. She makes him feel like a Victorian man seeing ankles for the first time, or like a school girl with a crush.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 His girlfriend trains hard everyday, and over time she has built very strong muscles that make Gojo salivate. His favourite thing to do is bite them, which earned him the nickname "vampire Toru" and every time she feels his teeth sink into her arms or thighs, she'd say something along the line of “uh oh, vampire Toru is awake!”. Namami told him that if he had a tail it would start wagging because of that one simple sentence.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gojo loves play fighting with her because she manhandles him with no fear of hurting him and it drives him crazy. Sometimes he lets her win just so she can pin him down on the floor, he would playfully gasp with a hand in front of his mouth to make her giggle, but the blush on his cheeks is very real.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 When his students met her for the first time, they were in awe (except for Megumi who already knew her). Her smile and voice were so sweet, but everything else about her would definitely crush them with a flick of her finger.

“Your shoulders are very broad.”

“thank you! I worked very hard on them.”

“and you're so tall.”

“you'll catch up to me eventually.”

“... Can you teach me how to be like you?”

ᯓᡣ𐭩 At first, Gojo didn't like that, he was supposed to be their role model, not his girlfriend! He huffed and pouted when they ignored him and focused on her instead, but when he got home and his pretty girl showered him in cuddles and kisses and told him he is still her number one, he was back to his happy self.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Speaking of cuddles, Gojo loves when she holds him and vise versa. He never believed in soulmates, but with the way they fit in each other's arms no matter who's the little and big spoon, he started to believe she really is the other half meant for him and him only.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He doesn't have a favourite love language with her, because they were all his favourite ways of loving her. Whether it's through kisses, gifts, words, he does them all. He knows that the world has been harsh on her given that she doesn't look like what people think a woman should look like, so he tries his best to give her back the confidence they have taken away from her.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Over the years and with the help of Gojo, she has become so confident and secure in herself. She stopped hunching over and hiding behind baggy clothes and now stands tall and wears whatever she wants, because she found someone who loves her for the things she thought made her unlovable.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 So yeah, his biggest flex is his tall and buff girlfriend.

It went into a totally different direction than what I had in mind but I hope you like it!

[lewsnumerounofan]

party foul (jeremiah fisher x reader)

summary: so what if you're in love with your best friend, jeremiah fisher? one drunk kiss won't change anything. right?

notes: not biblically accurate conrad, teen drinking, kissing, 3k words, reader previously dated co**ad, angst/miscomm., not proof read at all

+ part 2

+ i never keep the same tense i'm so sooryim gooo fuckjuhnbsorry oh my god and dw abt the header image!!!!!! it's okay!!!!!

kissing jere was easy.

it was the first thing you noticed. how easy it was to let his lips slant over yours, to tilt your head back at the greedy request of his hands, to forget about the party and conrad and the house.

it was just him and the feel of his mouth on yours.

you hadn't expected this, to say the least. in fact, you'd been bracing for an awkward and mostly miserable night. ever since conrad and you had split back in june, things had been awful. the breakup had been bad itself--getting ditched at prom without explanation was one thing--but watching conrad get back with nicole a week later was even worse.

so you were pleasantly surprised with yourself when you decided to go to the fisher's goodbye party, despite whatever tension there might be between you and conrad.

if you were being honest with yourself though, you mostly had jeremiah to thank. you two had been best friends since childhood, but ever since his brother had broken your heart, jere had been there for you. all the time, really. he'd drive down on weekends to check up on you. and when susannah had gotten worse, you'd driven up to make sure he was eating and sleeping too.

so of course he'd been able to convince you to come stay, waving off your concerns about conrad. i want you there, he'd said. i really want you there. and so you'd come. you arrived late, tired from the hours of highway driving. already the house was packed with hap hazardously parked cars and drunk teenagers. the music was loud even on the warm streets outside, and you couldn't help but feel excited as you pulled your bag out of your car and started towards the party.

taylor was the one who opened the door for you. she launched herself into a hug, giggling and shrieking as you two swung around.

"oh my god. you have no idea how happy i am to see you," she yelled, dragging you into the crowded house.

together you fumbled upstairs, eventually breaking into one of the larger rooms. various assortments of air mattresses and water beds covered the floor. jere had called you as soon as they'd gotten back from the boardwalk about julia's suprise moving. it wasn't often you heard him so... defeated.

"you can drop your stuff wherever," said taylor, "but the one in the corner is jeremy's."

she didn't even bother to hide her grin as you slapped her arm. nothing, not even your best kept secret, made it past taylor.

"shut up. you can't say anything to him or i swear i'll kill you," you promised, only half joking.

"oh please. he hasn't stopped talking about you the whole trip. it's disgusting."

you tried not to smile at that--jere talked about you? i mean, he'd called you just about every day for the last few months. more, on days when things were hard. but still, you felt almost nervous at the thought of seeing him now. of what it might be like between you.

your thoughts were cut off by a shout of your name. running into the room was belly. well, not running--rolling.

"oh my god bell what are you wearing?" you asked. it was too late though, because she was wrapping you up in a wobbly, crushing hug.

"roller skates? duh? they're an old pair of susannah's," she said.

you'd missed belly. she looked fucking adorable in her little vintage number, and you hugged her again just because. over her shoulder you could see steven grinning, and conrad too. you waved to the later while steven strode over, ruffling your hair before taking your bag from you.

"long time no see, city-girl," he said.

"yeah yeah yeah. just be nice to my bag, okay? it's got some very delicate presents," you said. steven raised his eyebrows but did as you said, placing your bag onto the bed taylor had indicated earlier. jere's bed. taylor and steven met eyes and winked--uh oh. the last thing you needed was them trying to set you up with your best friend. your best friend who you're in love with, something inside you said. you tried your best to strangle it.

"hey."

this time it was conrad, who was sporting a pair of atrocious sunflower sunglasses on the top of his head.

"hey. i like the glasses," you said, doing your best to smile. it was weird to talk like this to him. you were so angry and embarrassed and sad because of him for so long, and now there was just... nothing. and it felt okay.

"uh, yeah. nicole--nicole got them for me."

he looked sheepish, blushing in a way that used to have you fawning. now you just did your best to nod, saying, "well, she's certainly got a good eye for fashion."

you were saved from the conversation by steven's cough. he stood by the doorway, impatiently waving you towards the party.

"cmon guys, can we hurry this up?"

"yeah, gimmie one sec," you promised. returning to your bag you pulled out the liquor you'd secured on your way there, the bottles heavy in your hands.

"see," you said, turning back to your friends, "presents."

-

downstairs was even louder than you thought it would be. belly had gone all out for the party--strobe lights blared in every room, a kegger was set up outside, and a dj (was that cam cameron??) was spinning in the living room. you had to admit it: you were having a good time. a really good time. except for, that is, one thing. or person, really. jere was nowhere to be found. he'd even missed out on the group shots you, steven, taylor, belly and conrad had downed first beside the pool and then by the kitchen. jeremiah never missed group shots.

a little more than drunk now, you pushed off from your spot on the counter to find your bestfriend.

"city-girl, where you going?" asked steven.

"i'm gonna go find jere. i haven't seen him since i got in."

"i'll come with you," a voice spoke up.

it was conrad, who looked between you and the floor nervously. you didn't miss the questioning looks that pass between taylor and belly. you shrug at them--a little nervous, but not enough to turn him down in front of all your friends.

"uh, yeah sure."

so you and conrad made your way back through the party, scanning couches and corners for jeremiah. by the time you hit the stairs you were both sweaty and annoyed. you had come all this way to see him, and all of a sudden he'd disappeared.

"he's not picking up any of my calls," said conrad, pulling his phone away from his ear.

"me neither," you admitted, letting yourself swing around the banister to sit at the bottom of the staircase. cautiously, conrad gestured to empty landing beside you.

"mind if i join?"

you nod, scooching over to make room. conrad looked bigger than last time you'd seen him. he looked stronger too. for a while after susannah died he'd looked like a corpse--pale and skinny and only half there. even you could admit you were glad to see him doing so much better.

"hey, look i didn't really tag along to search for jere," conrad said, glancing back at you. shocker.

"i uh," he cleared his throat, "i mostly just wanted to apologize. for how things ended. i know i messed up really bad and i wanted to say i'm sorry."

in the hazy blue and purple's of the dance floor below, conrad's steel-blue eyes were genuine. for the first time that night they held yours steadily.

"i was hurting, and let myself fall on you for comfort even when i knew you weren't who i wanted. who i needed. and it wasn't fair to you. i know that now, and i'm sorry it took me so long. i'm really, really sorry."

huh. you hadn't really expected that one either. but it was nice to hear him say those words. you liked conrad. he was a good guy who'd had a rough hand delt to him. and yeah, he hadn't done right by you. but like susannah had always repeated:

"no harm no foul," you said, and let yourself smile at him. he looked relieved as he smiled back, no doubt recognizing the reference to his mother.

"you're happy now, i take it? with nicole?" you ask.

"yeah. more than happy, actually. don't know what i did to deserve her."

you're happy for him, in that moment. really happy.

"what about you? you finally stopped messing around and admitted your feelings to jere?" he asked.

"huh?" you drop, mouth open. there's no way.

"what," he chuckled, grinning harder at your shocked expression, "like it's not obvious you two are crazy for each other."

you can feel the blush spreading across your cheeks now, stomach skipping at his words. so they all knew, you realized. does jere?

"he doesn't--you didn't tell him, right?" you said, panic rising.

conrad shakes his head, still looking amused.

"no, but he'd be a fool not to see it. you guys are perfect for each other. really."

"thanks, conrad."

and you mean it--it's been months of awkwardness between you. and now you just feel... good. you feel like you've got your friend back. so you lean over and hug him, letting yourself remember that before your fling you were friends, and returning back to it feels comforting and warm.

"thank you, for hearing me out. i'm glad we can be back to normal now," he said into your shoulder.

"friends again?" you ask.

"definit--"

"what the fuck?"

-

it's jeremiah. he stands at the top of the stairs, eyes wide. he's wearing the ariana grande merch you'd gotten him. he looks the same and yet--

and yet something in your chest fizzes and your stomach starts running circles as you look at him. you missed him. and not because he was your best friend.

"jere--it's not what it looks like," said conrad.

and then you realized he did look different. the jeremiah you knew was always grinning about some secret joke, or making fun of belly or steven. he never looked... betrayed like this. and he certainly never looked at you with disgust. with anger.

"what the fuck are you guys doing?" he asked again, but this time he didn't even look at you.

"nothing, jere. we were just talking," said conrad.

you cringed at his words. they might be true, but they sure didn't sound good.

"yeah, sure," laughed jere. you'd never heard him laugh like that. it made your skin prickle.

"c'mon, you know i'd never do that-" conrad started.

jeremiah was faster though. he was up in conrad's face in a second, pushing him into the wall. you'd never seen him like this. he wasn't an aggressive guy; even when the brothers fought it was never violent.

"don't fucking lie, con. you were just waiting to take her back weren't you? waiting until you knew it'd hurt me the most, huh?"

you felt his words viscerally, like they were being penned onto your skin. hurt him the most? it was the closest to a confession you'd gotten, but it all felt wrong.

by now, partygoers on the main floor had started to notice the commotion. people were pointing, some even starting to pull out their phones. great.

"jere," you called. he paused, bright blue eyes on you. even now, fighting with his brother, jeremiah looked beautiful. maybe you had had a bit too much to drink.

"jere, please let it go. conrad isn't a part of this," you murmured. though you didn't break eye contact, you could see his hands loosen around his brother's shirt in your peripheral. jaw clenched, he heeded your wishes, giving a final shove to conrad before breaking away. he walked quickly down the stairs and into the throngs of people below.

"jere, wait up!" you call, desperately trying to follow the broad shape of his back through the crowd. jeremiah didn't bother trying to accommodate your smaller strides, and you almost lost him a few times in the packed house.

"would you please slow down? jere," you said again. by now you were out of the house, dodging pool floaties and scattered drinks. the blonde made no indication of hearing you as he kept striding towards the beach.

"jeremiah!"

finally he whipped around. he still looked mad--the set of his jaw, the notching of his eyebrows--but under all of it, he just looked sad. you hated seeing him upset, and you hated knowing you might've been the cause of it.

"jere, please. what's going on?" you asked, this time softly. he was close to you now. you could see his heavy breathing, could smell the perfume he always wore.

"how would i know. you're the one who's looking all close with your ex--my brother--conrad," he spits. he swallows hard, like he's checking himself.

"it was always you and conrad. even when we were kids it was that way. i was stupid to think it could've been any different."

he turned away from you, gaze hard. oh, jere. you have no idea, you thought. it was him--how could he not see that? how could he really think it was conrad you cared about?

you couldn't deny it any longer: you loved jere. and you definitely weren't about to let him walk away thinking otherwise.

quickly, without letting yourself dwell on it, you grabbed jeremiah's hand. he turned back, eyes wide. and you kissed him.

kissing jere was easy.

it was the first thing you noticed. how easy it was to let his lips slant over yours, to tilt your head back at the greedy request of his hands, to forget about the party and conrad and the house.

it was just him and the feel of his mouth on yours.

and then everything was static. everywhere he touched you--the long, lean press of his body to your front, the sharp slide of his jawline under your palm, the firm press of his hands at your waist. every sense was filled with him and his warmth and the way he smelled.

you were gasping into the kiss, hyperaware of the small noises he made when you pulled on his curls. of just how tall he was, how much he had to lean down to hold you like this.

you barely broke away enough to say, "jere, nothing happened with conrad. we were talking about you-"

"don't care," he said, voice rough. because he was too busy lifting you onto one of the wooden boardwalk rails, muscled arms flexing in the distant party lights.

you barely had time to settle before he was kissing you again, sloppy this time, like he owned your mouth and wanted you to know it. you felt hot everywhere, as his hands pulled apart your thighs and he crowded his broad body into you.

you'd kissed once before for a game of truth or dare. it had been sweet and short, and you both had been teased about it for years afterwards. this was different.

wholly different, you realized, as jeremiah's lips sought out the hot skin of your neck. there was no place except where he touched you; the noise of the party, the lull of the waves on the beach, the quiet way he murmured against your skin.

"jere," you said, because there was no room in your mind for anything or anyone else. he hummed as his canines bit lightly at your ear. jere.

greedy for more, you took one of the tan, strong hands holding your face and brought it lower, lower until it rested over your frantically beating heart. jere had pulled away to watch your ministrations, cursing softly as his hand fell over your chest.

"you sure?" he asked, and his voice sounded hoarse.

"yeah, course jere. it's you."

something behind his eyes sparked at the trust you promised. it's always been you. kissing you once more, gentler this time, jere let his hand run up and under the vintage bathing suit top you'd stolen from your mom for the party.

skin on skin, jeremiah was soft and warm. he was breathing heavy as you as he felt you up. forehead to yours, gaze keen as he watched you pant and squirm.

"this okay?"

you could only nod, eyes drawn tight at the sensation. he kissed you again, his touch more confident as you clung to his shoulders.

you'd messed around with conrad a few times. it had felt good. fun, even. but he'd never had you reeling like this, never made you feel like everywhere he touched was fire. that feeling was reserved for jere.

and as his thumb circled your nipple and his teeth pulled at your lip, you realized you were burning and there wasn't anything you could do to stop it. best friend or not, jere was the only one who could make you feel like this. ever.

you pulled away from his mouth. he looked concerned, and you could feel him move his hands away from you.

"sorry if i..." he started, blue eyes near scared as he watched you.

"no, jere it's not that. it's, it's just that i-"

"hey, there's my man! where the fuck were you dude?"

it was steven. fucking steven. on his arm was taylor, who grinned manically when she saw your mussed hair and blushing expression. please not now, taylor. please don't mess this up any more.

but drunk as they were, the pair didn't notice your nervous expression. instead, steven laughed and said, "so did you finally tell her you're in love with her or what?"

-

jere's face dropped. whatever softness you'd shared moments earlier was gone. his mouth set flat, hands that had been mapping out your body now closed into fists.

"fuck you, steven."

taylor's eyes were on you now, finally recognizing the tears you tried to blink away. with a hand on his chest she held steven back, some wordless communication passing between them. if you hadn't been feeling your own heart break you would've been trying to tease them about it.

instead, you chased after jeremiah's retreating figure.

"jere, will you please listen!" you called. but he was stubborn--you knew this better than anyone. one more time you tried, shouting his name over the stupidly loud party.

he whipped back around, blue eyes sharp.

"just stay away from me, okay? why don't you go find conrad to wipe your tears," he snapped. for a moment, jere looked shocked at his own words too. but then he was shaking his head, tearing his gaze away from yours as he continued through the crowds towards the house. away from you.

and this time, as people collapsed into the space all around you, their yelling and singing drowning out even your thoughts, you knew there was no use calling for him.

[imagines--galore]

HELLO HELLO I SAW YOUR LITTLE JIM HAWKINS POST AND I GOTTA ADMIT! I LOVE THE BOY TOO!

was wondering if could request a little jim x reader who meet at the academy and have a little rivalry before becoming lovers? thanks! remember to take care, drink lots of water and stay safe!

Summary: Jim Hawkins & Y/n Y/l/n. Two of the most promising candidates to arrive at the Interstellar Academy in years. From academics to knowing their way around a ship, the both of them were on equal footing. Too bad they see the other as a rival. Then again, perhaps it was a good thing. For if they were to team up, they could conquer the entire galaxy if they wanted to. But when did that rivalry changed into something more? Pairing: Jim Hawkins x Reader Rating || Genres || Warnings: T. Romance. None. A/N: I mean who doesn't love the boy :3 Ok so the song I decided to pick is Téir Abhaile 'Riú by Celtic Woman. And I borrowed some elements from Kingdom Dance from Tangled because I love that scene. :3 And this got a little longer then I intended it to be.......I added too much detail to everything. Woops? Had a lot of fun with your request though!

You pursed your lips as you observed your reflection in the full length mirror. To say Emmy had been insistent about you donning a pretty outfit for the occasion would be an understatement. Your roommate had practically threatened you with it, saying she would no longer speak to you if you did not dress up. Honestly the female Canid didn't need to threaten you, no one could say no to her. Not even you.

So when she had dug through your closet and taken out the articles of clothing she deemed worthy for the event, you had put them on with no complain. A blouse and a corset with a skirt paired with shoes. The latter you had picked out yourself, having no desire to wear anything impractical should you need to kick someone in the nuts.

"You look gorgeous, Y/n." Parla your third roommate trained one of her several eyes in your direction, while simultaneously applying some black goo to the eyelashes of her remaining eye. "By human standards." Quel barely glanced up from where she was oiling her arms. You were thankful she was, your android roommate had a tendency to squeak when her joints would run out of oil. Emmy grinned proudly as she put the final touches to your hair and stepped away to appraise her work.

"Maybe you'll catch a sailor's eye while in town y/n." She giggled, prompting you to roll your eyes at her. "I doubt I'll have the time." You crossed your arms over your chest. "Since I will be making sure you don't run off half-drunk, Parla doesn't get in trouble because of her wandering eye and avoid Quel being stripped for parts by some con-person."

You had grown to be protective of your roommates over the years you had lived together. Emmy cooed as she reached out to embrace you sweetly. "You don't have to worry about us, honey! We've all excelled at our combat classes. Not to mention we'll have dates who can protect us." Both you and Quel glared at Emmy who only gave a nervous laugh. "Did you have to rope us all into dates?" The android asked, her mechanical voice somehow sounding annoyed. "Its best to go in a large group." Parla came to Emmy's rescue. "My grandmother says there might be some pirates or thieves in the crowd. And given the number of people that have come for the Ball, its best to find strength in numbers."

Emmy nodded enthusiastically. "Perhaps it is best to accept our fate and simply go along with the situation." Quel spoke as she stood and gently placed a hand on your shoulder. You sighed, closing your eyes briefly before shrugging and allowing a smile to play on your lips. You weren't about to be a spoilsport and ruin everyone's fun. After the month all of you had had, with the exams and revisions and tests and selecting the courses you would be majoring in, you all deserved a break.

A bright smile pulled at your lips and Emmy very early squealed at the sight. "Here's to having a night none of us will ever forget!" You stated with conviction, opening the door and leading your friends out of your shared room.

Little did you know how true those words would be for you.

                                          ————————–

The town of Aonadh enjoyed a rather prestigious position. On one hand it was the closest to the reputable Interstellar Academy. An Institute that had been thriving for years and housed the future generation of sailors for the Queen's Armada. Many living in town had relatives who went there, or had some other form of relation with the Academy.

On the other hand, the town served as a harbor for many ships. From merchant vessels carrying riches and trading goods, to the crafts bringing new hopefuls to begin the next phase of their journey. The port of Aonadh was always bustling, always busy. There was never a quiet moment. Every other hour would bring a new ship in. Either to relieve itself of its cargo, have repairs done, or pick up people who wished to travel.

Really town was a small word for Aonadh, but the people refused to call it a city. Their ancestors started as humble farmers before the location of the Academy changed their status to something more. They were proud of what they had accomplished over the years as well as their status so a town it remained. One could find almost every life form residing in town, Arcturians, Aquanogs, Canids, Centaurous, Cragorians, Densadrons, Felinids, Geeories, Humans, Macriki, Mantavors, Minotarous, Optocs, Roboticas, Sirenius, Tuskrus, Zirrelians and a hundred more. No one could remember the first specie that lived in Aonadh and no one cared. Everyone was treated on an equal footing and the town had a huge council that had a member from every specie living in Aonadh.

There were several attractions that beckoned the young Cadets at the Academy to spend their time off in town. From pubs that never ran out of ale, to shopping markets that overflowed with the finest wares. Not to mention the massive library that housed more then a million scrolls, books, hoverstories and maps. To say nothing of the lavish streets and squares where something was always happening.

Of course the ports were the most exciting place to be. One could meet new people, learn about shipping from seasoned sailors, or even catch a tour of one if a Cadet was so lucky.

At present the excitement going about had something to do with several large ships that had docked not a day ago. Ships carrying Cadets who had passed out over the years and were coming back for their annual party of sorts. The Annual Ball it was called. Held every ten years. A huge affair. One of the biggest ones to ever occur in the entire galaxy. Guests of honor and other people of importance were sent invitations, while the rest of them simply showed up. Unless they were on duty or had anything of importance to attend to everyone came.

                                          ————————–

It was certainly the busiest Jim Hawkins had seen it. In the years he had attended the Academy there had been several festivals he had attended with his friends, but not one of them came close to the excitement of today.

However that excitement had died down to be replaced by a burning annoyance at the sight of the only other human in his year. The very human who was now sitting at the same table as him, both of you sipping from your drinks.

It wasn't that you had anything against being set up for a blind date, it was the boy you had been set up with.

What existed between you and Jim was something of an anomaly. The both of you were the best in your batch, and quite frankly, some Professors seemed to be of the notion that you were both the best Cadets they had seen in years.

If only the two of you got along.

A bitter rivalry had formed between the both of you. Neither of you remembered who had taken the first shot, but all you knew was that you had to one up the other. And that was how it had been your entire career at the Academy.

Spiteful comments thrown at one another. Hateful glances whenever the other would be praised. Childish pranks just to annoy the other. Goading and baiting that resulted in either one or both of you getting into trouble.

The list was endless.

Honestly, if it wasn't so entertaining the Academy would've had taken action years ago. You often wandered if perhaps you and Jim had a betting pool going around in the Academy. Parla had dropped hints here and there, but you weren't quite sure.

Well, whatever existed between you and Jim, it was destroying your evening. As soon as it became clear who your date was, Parla and Quel had made themselves scarce, having the intelligence to stay clear of the obvious Supernova that was about to erupt given yours and Jim's expressions. Emmy had quickly taken you aside, begging you to go along with it, and explaining how Lyon, her crush for a good year and a half, had said he didn't want to ditch his friend while he had fun.

So Emmy had offered a solution.

Correction.

Emmy had offered you as a lamb up for slaughter.

And being the soft-hearted idiot that you were, you had relented, agreeing to going along with Emmy's plan. Only because you knew she was half in love with Lyon, and maybe this night he would work up the courage to tell her of his feelings as well.

And as you sat there, watching your best friend sway in the arms of the half-felinid and half-human male, you couldn't help but give a small smile at the happiness that seemed to radiate from the both of them.

"There must be a Supernova freezing somewhere." Stars, even his voice was annoying.

You turned your head back to look at him, that annoyed frown returning. "And what makes you say that."

He smirked, hands behind his head as he rested against the back of the booth. "You were actually smiling. I thought she-demons never smiled. Something about bursting into flames and the world coming to an end, that sort of thing."

"I smile plenty Hawkins." You responded, pursing your lips. "I just don't happen to smile at maggots such as yourself." The insult, if it were called that, seemed to bristle him enough to warrant an eye roll, though he didn't respond.

Seemingly taking his silence as a win, you returned your attention to the dancing couples. The music was lively and there would certainly be more people coming in soon. Sighing, you wished you could join in the dancing. Of course there was no chance of that happening.

You had no desire to ask a stranger, for fear they would try something untoward. And there was no way in the entire galaxy you were about to ask Jim Hawkins to dance with you.

Glancing at your empty glass of drink, you stood and stretched, completely missing Jim watching you out of the corner of his eye. "If I am to tolerate your company for the rest of this evening I'm gonna get another drink." He rolled his eyes, prompting you to give him a glare that had one too many cadets backing off in fear.

But not Jim. Jim was used to your glares and stares and returned them at an equal footing.

Walking toward the bar, you waved at the many tentacled bartender who was quick to give you your drink. The glass was a little too full, prompting you to walk carefully back to your table.

Perhaps it should've been better that you kept your attention on the people around you rather then the drink you were trying not to spill.

A boisterous group of sailors jostled you, propelling you forward and causing your drink to spill.

Nearly emptying the entire contents of it down the front of one of the sailors who had bumped into you.

"What the hell!? Watch it!" He cried out, swiping at the front of his uniform in an effort to wipe away the liquid. Of course, that didn't help.

Angry at loosing your drink, you glared at the male. "You were the one too drunk to walk properly, how am I to blame for your incompetence?" Maybe it wasn't the wisest of decisions to be picking a fight with someone who looked like he had some Densadron blood in him, but you didn't care.

You were already having a horrible evening, so why not make it worse.

Your words only served to make the male, and his group of friends angry. Pursing your lips, your hand slipped to the hidden slit of your skirt where you kept a taser knife for safety reasons. Your fingers itched, ready to pull it out when suddenly the stare down between you and the male was broken by a very familiar voice.

"There you are! I've been looking all over for you."

Astonished, you pivoted on your feet, just in time to see Hawkins drape an arm around your waist and pull you to his side. That wasn't what shocked you.

What shocked you the most was the smile he wore. One that was directed at you.

"Making friends I see." He continued while your brain tried it's best to compute the situation that was going on. "I'm sorry about that, my girlfriend gets a little light-footed when shes had one too many."

Girlfriend?!?!?

The group of sailors seemed to be calming down somewhat. Jim had that effect on people whenever he stepped in to stop a would-be squabble.

Ironic considering the numerous fights he had started in his younger days.

"How about she pay for the damage to my uniform, and I let her go." The male grunted, scowling down at the both of them. Suddenly his eyes zeroed in on you the way they hadn't before. A lecherous smile formed on his lips, one that had you scowling in disgust. "She can either pay money or show me a good time. I don't mind either." The rest of his group laughed boisterously, elbowing one another, wearing the same smile as their friend was.

His words seemed to snap you out of wherever your mind was. Pushing aside Jim's previous words, and trying hard not to comprehend where his arm still rested around her waist you opened your mouth to tell the disgusting male where he could shove something where the sun don't shine.

A firm but light pressure around your waist had you stopping. You watched, astonished, as Jim moved to stand in front of you, his stance protective, and an anger in his eyes that had you blinking in surprise.

"Or maybe I should have you reported for showing such disrespect to a future Captain of the Royal Armada."

It was then that the group realized who they were speaking to. Their gazes flitted to the pin you had proudly stuck to the right side of your chest. A coat of arms that assigned your rank, despite having not even graduated yet. Jim had the same pin, though his was hidden by the jacket he wore. Though he made no effort to hide it as he pushed aside the front of his garment to reveal it to the buffoons.

Being Captain meant you had authority and power that no lowly sailor had. It didn't matter what age you were, so long as you were a rank above, you held power.

And at that moment you wanted nothing more then to throw the idiot in jail for daring to make such a proposition to you.

The group began to retreat, taking their friend with them. The danger past, Jim turned his attention to you.

"You okay?" He asked, his eyes roving over your frame, as if looking for some sign of injury.

You nodded. "I'm fine." Despite there having been no physical altercation, you were still a little shaken. "You didn't need to step in. I had it handled." You finally said, still clutching your half full glass. Jim rolled his eyes.

"Not from where I was standing."

You scowled. "I was ready to fight him if I needed to."

Jim raised an eyebrow. "And get expelled so close to graduating? You're reckless Y/n, but I know you're not that reckless."

"And why should you care? Wouldn't you prefer to graduate top of the class all by yourself? Not share your spotlight with anyone."

He nodded. "I would." He paused before a teasing smile pulled at his lips. "But then who would be my rival when I make Captain?"

You waved your hand. "I'm sure you would find someone else to piss off."

"I doubt they would be as beautiful as you."

You gaped at him, had barely voiced your astonishment when his eyes widened in realization of what he had just said.

A bright blush overcame his cheeks, one that had him gulping nervously, raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck.

"Y-you think I'm.............beautiful?" You could barely believe the words coming out of your mouth. An awkward shrug was his only response.

Normally you would've teased him mercilessly about revealing something so intimate. But right then? Having just been saved by him, and watching him stand there, unable to meet your gaze, you couldn't help but smile.

"Don't tell me its because of my beauty that you've been a pain in my ass all these years." Your tone was light, teasing, compelling him to respond in his usual sarcastic way.

"That and you're annoying." He stated, a smile pulling at his lips as his blush began to recede. You hummed. "I didn't take you as the romantic type Hawkins."

He leaned closer. "Theres a lot of things you don't know about me y/l/n. Though one thing I can tell about you, is that you've been wanting to dance the entire night but have been too stubborn to ask me." Now, it was your turn to blush as you glared at him. Had you been that obvious? But Jim wasn't deterred.

"Shall we?" He held out a hand, indicating that you take it if you wanted to fulfill your wish to dance.

You pursed your lips, your previous annoyance for him rising to the forefront. You would never call what you felt for Jim hatred, but you wouldn't call it affection either.

But right then, you mused as you took his hand and he led you the dance floor, maybe you could label your feelings for Jim as undetermined.

For the time being.

The dance floor had lost a few dancers as the musicians in the corner prepared to play yet another song. You looked around, feeling a little nervous. It had been awhile since you had danced, and while you had no doubt in your dancing skills, you didn't trust your partner fully.

"You're not going to drop me during a dip or something like that are you?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Jim laughed before shaking his head. "No, I promise I won't."

You frowned, leaning up to press the back of your hand against his forehead. "You're not running a fever are you?" You inquired, feeling your own forehead to compare the temperatures. He flushed at the sensation of her touch against his skin.

"No, why would you ask that?" His questions prompted you to shrug. "Well you're being nice to me, and neither of us have thrown an insult at the other in the last five minutes.

Jim nodded, looking impressed. "Must be a new record for us." He commented to which you laughed softly. "And I'm nice to you because I am a nice guy Y/n." He stated, to which you let out a very unlady-like sound. "Oh please, you've been anything but nice to me since we first met Jim."

Alright so it was strange to call him by his first name, but he had used your first name. And when he had? You had felt a sliver of warmth flicker in your heart. Maybe he would feel the same sensation you did?

Well you were right. At least about the warmth part. And though Jim felt that warmth in his heart, same as you, he also felt it steal across his cheeks.

God! He had never blushed so much in such a short span of time his entire life.

"Well you didn't make it easy now did you? You just had to be a smartass." You smirked. "Better a smartass then an idiot." Jim rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his toned chest. "I don't know, we've both done some pretty idiotic stuff over the years."

The musicians were still tuning and drinking. Apparently it was their break, and while there were several other couples standing around waiting for the dance to begin, your and Jim seemed to be encapsulated in your own little world.

"True, but they've been fun years. Memorable." You stated with a nostalgic smile, thinking back on all the times you had gotten into trouble playing pranks on your rival. "Ones neither of us will be forgetting for a long time." He agreed, matching your smile with his.

Your eyes met his, and you suddenly realized just how much Jim had changed over the years. He had been a little reckless and rebellious in the start, but those traits had toned down over the years. They would never be gone completely, but he had matured, no doubt about that. And not just personality wise, you mused, eyes roving his face, as if you were seeing him for the first time.

He had grown a lot taller the past few years. Taller then you at least, since he was a good head taller then you. And he was handsome, there was no denying that, and kind, given how he had just helped you out of what could've been an ugly situation. Not to mention he was extremely loyal, a trait you had always admired in him despite your rivalry.

Little did you know Jim was thinking along the same criteria. Remembering the day he had met you, and how annoying he had thought you were. With your perfect hair, perfect uniform and perfect scores. Then again his scores had always been perfect too, but he made up for it by being messy and a little rebellious.

You? You were always the picture of perfection. Even so close to graduation, every aspect of your life seemed perfect. From your scores, to your attendance record. Your gorgeous face, and expressive eyes to your hair that always looked so soft that he had to fight the urge to touch it at times.

Though today, he didn't hold back. Raising his hand, he brushed a loose tendril behind your ear, and if his hand lingered a little longer then necessary, and if it brushed against your ear, causing a gentle shudder to race through your body.

Your eyes never wavered, and it looked like he was about to say something.

Just then the music started.

Jim cursed, prompting you to raise an eyebrow at him. "Its a fast jig. I'm not really good with those." You smiled and shook your head. "Thats alright, I can teach you. Its easy."

So saying you quickly placed his hands in the appropriate places, one at your waist, the other holding your own aloft, fingers intertwining togther. As soon as you started moving, Jim cast his eyes downwards, trying his best not to step on your feet.

"Hey!" Your voice compelled him to look up, nearly catching your foot but you gave him a reassuring smile. "Eyes on me. You gotta dance right. Don't worry about my toes, they're made of steel."

He gave a dry laugh, but did as you asked him to. Neither of you looked away from the other, allowing the music from the minstrels and the voices of the singers to overtake all your senses.

You would sometimes tease him for a misstep, he would comment about your being a talented dancer who hid their talent, but there was no malice in your voices. Only playfulness, and dare you think, affection.

The jig began to pick up speed, the footwork getting a little complicated, but the steps were ones that kept repeating over and over, and Jim had always been a fast learner, and he had seen many people dance to this particular song over the years.

So when the part came where he had to twirl you away from him before bringing you back, the move was so effortless and fluid that it looked like you had rehearsed it. Your hair and skirt flew about you as you twirled back into him, your back against his chest, his arms around your body, hands clasped, keeping you close.

You tilted your head, breathless from the dance, your gaze meeting his. Suddenly all that playfulness became charged, and your eyes glimmered with a passion you had never felt before. His lips were so close to your own. To him your lips looked so inviting.

But then the dance continued, and you straightened in his embrace. This time though, this time neither of you spoke. Neither of you looked away as you continued to dance. Hearts beating faster, steps picking up speed, your movements becoming wilder more impassioned.

You twirled away from him, holding one side of your skirt aloft. The song was coming to a close. The last verse had begun, where you would dance around your partner, slow and playful, never breaking eye contact.

And the final chorus? That was the main attraction. Knowing what was to come, Jim braced himself. You took a running start, jumping a little as you neared him to give yourself enough momentum to fly upwards, only to have Jim catch you around your waist, spinning in a fast circle.

A laugh fell from your lips, your arms held aloft at your sides, enjoying the sensation of flying through the air. As Jim began to lower you, your head tilted to look at him once more. Your arms dropped to wrap around his broad shoulders, while his rested around your waist.

The song had ended, the both of you were breathing heavily, twin smiles of jubilation stretching your mouths as the crowd around you roared. It seemed both your dancing had attracted quite the crowd.

And the cheering doubled tenfold when Jim suddenly closed whatever distance was left between the both of you and fused his lips with yours. A moment of disbelief, where your eyes widened almost comically, before closing shut, lips moving as you kissed him back.

It was blissfully sinful, the way he kissed you. You sighed almost dreamily against his lips, allowing your fingers to play with his hair. Jim was no better, he was doing his best not to let his hands explore too much. You were still in public after all.

"What in the furthest reaches of the galaxy is happening here?"

The shrieking voice tore your apart. Extremely reluctantly, you might add as you both turned to glare at Emmy and Lyon in annoyance. Emmy looked like she was about to faint, while Lyon looked utterly bemused.

"We weren't disturbing you while you locked lips, so why're you disturbing us?" You asked, your arms still around Jim's shoulders. Then again his hands still rested on your back, keeping you close.

"Weren't the two of you just at each other's throats?" Lyon asked, blinking stupidly at the two of them. Jim smirked. "Well I can get to her throat again if you prefer. Though not in the same way as before." His words had Emmy squeaking, Lyon gaping, and you rolling your eyes and smacking the back of his head. "Lets not ruin their innocence Jim." You grinned.

"Maybe we should take this someplace private?" You whispered, gesturing between the both of you. "Away from prying eyes." Jim needed no further prompting.

Grasping your hand, he began to lead you out of the tavern. "Don't wait up!" He called out to your two best friends.

"What did I just say about ruining their innocence Hawkins?"

"What? We can always say we just played a game of battleship?"

"Really? That's the euphemism you're using?"

"So long as it clarifies that I'm gonna beat you at whatever we'll be doing."

"What makes you think you're gonna win?"

"I always win."

"Oh, we'll see about that!"

Emmy and Lyon stood blinking in disbelief as you and Jim walked out of the tavern, continuing your arguing.

"Were they talking about having sex, or actually playing Battleship?" Emmy asked, sounding just as bewildered as she looked. Lyon made a face.

"Knowing them, they were actually talking about the latter before moving on to the former."

Emmy shook her head. "Oh, there was nothing in the betting pool for this." She giggled. "Everyone is gonna be so angry."

[prettypinkporkchop]

Purple Skittles

Summary: Embry is a fuckboy. He imprints on you.

Warnings: language, sexual, drinking

Since Embry has never imprinted, poor guy had to have sex with SOMEONE. He became a local at the bar. He had a few girls that he'd get dirty with. Since he started doing this and playing with feelings, he became grossed out by the thought of love. But one thing about Embry is he's depressed.

Embry sits outside of Sandra's house. She's a random that he's had like three times. She's inside asleep in her bed and naked. Embry takes a swig of the whiskey bottle and stares out into the dark. "Fuck.." He groans and lowers his head.

His phone rings and he grabs it from beside him.

"What, Seth?" He hisses.

"You need to get your ass out here, brother. We've been waiting for you." Seth sighs.

"I'm coming. Just tell Jake and Sam to wait just a moment." He says and hangs up.

He had totally forgotten it was his night to patrol. He hates this life. He hates who he has become.

----

You back up a few steps and try to take a picture of the beach but your back hits someone.

"Ow!" You both say at the same time.

You turn and see a young woman with scars on her face. She smiles and squints at you.

"I'm sorry! I didn't see you there." She says, rubbing the back of her head.

"No, I'm sorry. I just wanted to take pictures for my friends back home." You lifted your phone and smile at her.

"I figured you're new. You're an unfamiliar face." She raises her eyebrows.

"Yeah. I got a job here, and I live out in Forks." You reply.

"I'm Emily Uley." She places her hand on her chest.

"I'm y/n y/l/n. Once again, sorry I ran into you." You say awkwardly.

A man behind her runs up to you two. "Em!" He looks at you. He's shirtless and has a tribal tattoo on his shoulder. He smiles and nods at you. "I'm Sam.''

"Y/n." You smile at him. You put your phone in your back pocket and sigh. "Well, I better get going. It was nice meeting you guys." You say.

You see Sam whisper something to Emily. She smiles and then holds her phone out to you.

"Can I have your number? I'd love to show you around. Plus, a new place requires local friends." She giggles.

You take it from her hands and get a sense of comfort. Comfort knowing that you have someone near you that you know.

----

Emily places the plates down in front of all of the wolves. They are conversing about their days and talking about how boring it is now because of the silent peace after Renesmee.

"Sam, what'd you?" Jared asks.

Sam sucks in a breath. "Well, I went to the beach with Emily. She ran into this woman. She seems sweet. I got a feeling about her." He starts eating.

"A bad feeling?" Quil asks.

"Mm. No." Sam shakes his head and swallows his food. "No, it just felt as if she'll be back.." He chuckles. "I don't know. Ignore me." He starts eating.

----

Emily invited you over to have tea and hang out with a few girls. You're nervous about meeting them but you know it'll be good for you.

You pull up your leather jacket and zip it up halfway. You grab your purse and your keys and head outside. You make sure to lock the door behind you and get into your car.

You follow the GPS and end up at this secluded and adorable house. The door is open but you can't see inside. You park next to a red truck and make your way to the door.

You see four women sitting at a table drinking tea and eating sweets. They're talking and don't notice you at first. You lightly knock on the doorframe.

Emily shoots her head up and smiles. "Y/n! Come! Sit down."

"Yes ma'am!" You reply and sit next to a pale girl. You've never seen anyone so pale before! Like it's ghostly pale.

"Y/n, meet Kim, Rachel, and Renesmee." She points at them and they give small waves.

"It's nice to meet you all." You smile.

"Here, I'll make you a glass." Rachel stands up.

Kim reaches over and pushes the plate of treats closer to you. "Eat up, dear. Emily is constantly cooking and baking. Don't be food shy." She smiles and takes a bite out of a brownie.

The conversations are just about you and all of them. Their stories and life. It's just a get to know you type deal. But after a couple of hours of that, you guys start on other topics. It's stuff you are interested in. You felt at home. Your anxiety has drifted away completely. It's like this is more of a home than your hometown.

"Oop, they're here. Sorry, y/n. I forgot to tell you. It's a bunch of boys, and they're rowdy. Don't worry, harmless and sweet." Emily looks at you with concern.

Your stomach turns with nervousness. Awkward. "Uhm, yes ma'am." You reply.

Renesmee looks at you and touches your wrist. "Hey, don't worry. Everyone here is nothing but love. You fit right in." She softly nudges your shoulder. Then she looks up and stares off into space as if she's seeing something. It doesn't last long, but you notice it and see Emily look at her.

"Who do we have here?!" You hear a random guy ask.

You look up and see too many guys and one woman. All buff and tan with tribal tattoos. You're fascinated by the native traditions.

"This is y/n. I didn't know she'd be here today. But it's good to have you." Familiar Sam smiles at you before walking to Emily.

Kim, Rachel, and Renesmee sit at their seats, but guys walk over to them and kiss their heads and such. You lower your head in awkwardness.

"Don't mind the love birds." Your head shoots up to see a curly haired guy talk to you. "They're just ridiculous." He chuckles.

You smile and nod your head.

"I'm Quil." He points to himself.

"Leah." The woman smiles at you and shakes your hand.

"Embry." You make eye contact with the most beautiful man you've ever seen. Your heart jumps and flips.

"Collin." A young boy coughs and points to himself. Embry looks at him and then to the ground.

"Brady." The youngest one said.

"Seth." This adorable guy with dimples smiles and shakes your hand.

"Well, I'm y/n." You smile.

"Yeah.. we heard." Embry says. He doesn't sound too excited.

"Embry-" Renesmee says, but he storms out.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a bother." You stutter and stand up grabbing your stuff.

"No! It's not you, no! Come back any time. Embry is just going through stuff." Emily says and stands up to hug you.

----

Embry takes a shot of vodka and looks out in the crowd for one of the three go-to's. They aren't here tonight. Well, in celebration of imprinting, he figures to avoid loving you. He decides to try someone new.

He notices a girl dancing provocatively and stares at her. She puts the tip of her finger in between her teeth and gives a smile.

Ew. Embry doesn't like her. He doesn't like any of them. He just wants to hurt himself. This is his way of doing so.

He stands up from the chair and makes his way over to her. She reeks of alcohol and weed. He grabs onto her waist and pulls her into him.

"Wanna dip?" He whispers in her ear.

"Ayo! Get the fuck away from my girlfriend!" A man yells behind Embry.

Embry swiftly turns, and the man punches him. Damn, it doesn't really hurt, but the dude got some strength on him.

"I didn't know, man." Embry says.

The guy swings again, but Embry dodges.

"Hey! You two! Out now before I call the cops!" The bartender yells.

----

"Thank you." You tip the waitress and then go outside into the parking lot. You fumble for your keys and unlock the car.

You hear someone walking across the road and you quickly get in your car and lock it. Uh uh, it's dark out. You don't play.

You pull out and start to drive. You see who it was, and he's oddly familiar. Oh! Is it Embry? You slow down next to him and roll down your window.

"Hey, need a ride?"

Embry looks at you and stops in his tracks. "No, thank you, though." He starts to walk again.

You slowly move the car keeping up with him. "It's too cold! Come on, get in." You order.

He sighs and then gets in your car. You look over at him and notice some dried blood on his lip. There's no more blood and no wound.

"What happened?" You ask and start driving.

"Bar fight." He keeps his eyes forward.

"Mm, I see." You reply. "Lead the way, sir." You smile.

He scoffs. "To my house?" He asks.

"Yeah. Where else?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Yours." He looks at you.

You feel his eyes on you, but you refuse to look at him. You gulp and grip the steering wheel a bit. "Maybe a date first?" You awkwardly chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.

He bursts into laughter. "You're cute, but I don't date." He leans in closer to you.

"Okay. Got you. So, lead me to your house please?" You ask.

He nods his head. "Go straight until we get to the next stop sign."

It's silent after that. You're nervous, and even though this guy is hotter than hell fire, he's intimidating you. But you understand that he's hurting. It's obvious. Very obvious. You were there before.

"Thanks a lot for driving me home. I apologize for how I was when we first met. I hope you choose to still come around." He says.

"It's no problem, love." You smile.

"I'll give you gas money." He digs through his pocket.

You quickly grab onto his exposed wrist. You're shocked by the warmth and at the feeling in your stomach. "No, sir." You let his wrist go.

He stops moving and then sighs. "Take a right."

----

Embry's feet are bare on the ground. He looks over both packs and listens to his alphas orders.

"New duty. Embry, you are patrolling the east side tomorrow. There's a blood sucker hanging around there. They refused to join the Cullens."

Embry nods and places his hands on his hips.

"That's if Leah and Seth doesn't catch him." Jacob adds.

"It's definitely an army." Leah says.

"How do you know?" Paul asks.

"Charlie has been on a case for a month now. Two brothers went missing while hiking." She replies.

"That changes a lot of things." Jacob says, and him and Sam look at each other.

"Well, finally, some action." Embry shrugs.

"This could get bad, Embry." Jared spits.

Embry growls. "Jared." Embry warns.

"Stop." Sam orders. "Embry, talk to your imprint and get your shit together."

Embry looks at his feet and grumbles. He does not want love. He doesn't know love.

"Well, Emily did invite her to the bonfire tonight." Leah pokes Embrys head.

Embry grabs her finger. "That's fine. But this is about business. What's the plan for these leeches?"

----

You pull into the driveway that you were at once a few days ago. You're nervous as shit but you look forward to hanging out with the girls again. You get out of your car that's parked next to multiple old trucks. You walk over to the loud group of people around a bright fire.

"Hey." You sit beside Emily on a chair.

"Y/n!'' She gets up and hugs you. "Oh, I'm glad you came. Do you want some food?" She let's you go.

"Thanks, Emily! I'll grab some when I get hungry." You smile at her.

You look up and see Embry sitting on a log. He's staring at you. You smile at him. His smile is small, but he acknowledges you.

You look away quickly and try to find someone to talk to. You catch Kim waving you over. You jump up and walk over to her and Jared. "Hey!" You sit next to Kim.

"Hey!" Kim responds. "How are you doing?" She asks.

"I'm well! I got off work before coming here. It was an easy shift." You smile. "What about you?"

"Lord, I'm good. Just been dealing with this dumb ass all day." She giggles and pokes Jared.

"Hey!" He laughs. Then he looks over at Embry.

You look over at him too and see him looking at you still.

"You should go talk to him!" Jared says.

"Why?" You ask.

"He's literally rizzing you up." Jared laughs.

"Oh, uh.. Jared, I think.." Kim points at Embry.

You turn back over there and see a random girl sitting beside him. He wraps his arm around her and whispers in her ear. She starts giggling.

"He's occupied." You smile at Jared and Kim.

"He's gonna piss me off." Jared sighs.

"She's not supposed to be here." Kim whispers.

"Was she not invited?" You ask.

"No." Kim says and watches her.

"Embry Call. What the hell?" Jacob grabs his shirt and pulls him from the log. "You can't invite outsiders!" Jacob yells.

Outsiders? Aren't you one?

"I didn't! She just showed up!" Embry yells back.

"Go home." Jacob points at her.

You look back at Kim and Jared. "Awkward.." You sing.

"Yeah, tell me about it. That girl follows Embry around. I believe he didn't invite her. He's not that stupid." Jared says.

"I'm an outsider." You say.

"Not any more." Kim softly takes your hand.

You smile and see the girl leave Embry runs inside the house.

"I bet he feels awkward. He shouldn't have slept with her. She's crazy." Kim sucks in a breath.

"Are they together?! He told me he doesn't date." You are shocked.

"Nope. Just a fuck buddy. He's got like three?" Kim turns to Jared for confirmation.

"Yup. Boy doesn't think he's capable of love." Jared adds.

This breaks your heart. You know he's hurting, and it's deep. You see him come back outside with a drink and start apologizing to everyone. You try to listen in but his words are quiet.

"Sorry, guys. I didn't mean.... I didn't invite her...."

----

"We must be prepared for what could happen. It's not peaceful all of the time. Get ready. I have a feeling." Billy says.

You look around confused. Why is he speaking as if it's real and right now? Renesmee who's beside you grabs a hold of your hand.

"Alright, children. Go play." Billy ends the story time.

You face Renesmee. "What did he mean by all of that?!" You panic.

"Don't worry, y/n. Don't worry." She takes hold of your face. "Shh."

Your breathing slows down.

"It's just stories, right?"

She clicks her tongue. "I would love to say that. You need to talk to Embry." She says.

"No, I need to go home." You jump up and head to car.

"Hey! Y/n. No, wait up!" You hear Embry behind you.

You stop moving and face the beauty of a man. His eyes are touching yours in a soul way. He has a way of getting you to listen.

"I don't want you to be afraid." He says.

"I am. And why am I here? Outsiders aren't allowed. I now know why. I just moved here. W-what does it got to do with me?" You ask quickly.

He grabs your shoulders and rubs his thumbs up and down. "Hey. You're always protected." He whispers.

"Protected by wolves from vampires?!"

He sighs and looks down. "Renesmee is a half vampire half human." He looks back up. "The Cullens. They're on our side." He adds.

"Jesus, this is crazy." You laugh in a panic.

"You need to know this because you are in this now. I am sorry for dragging you in this. I wish I never even imprinted." He let's you go and shakes his head.

You remembered what imprinting was, and you gasped. "Really Embry?! Me?! I am paired with a fuck boy. Great." You put your hand on your forehead.

"Protector, friend, brother.." He whispers.

"Yeah, as if that's what I'd want after being sucked into you since I met you." You say sarcastically and then cover your mouth.

"Don't get attached like that." He backs away before running back to the crowd.

You breathe rapidly and struggle to open your door and get in the car.

----

"Don't be scared." Jake says to you as you grip Renesmees hand.

Even their house is weird. All glass? Be more private than that!

"Oh, hello!" A woman walks out with her arms open. She embraces you.

You are caught off guard but notice her cold body. You hug her back hoping you don't get ate up.

You hear chuckling behind her, making you look up. "No, we don't kill humans." He says.

The woman pulls away from you. "I'm Esme. The mother of this house." She smirks.

"Edward. Renesmee's father." The guy on the porch says.

"Dad." Jacob jokes.

Edward sighs. "Don't press my buttons, wolfie."

"Come inside!" Esme pulls you in.

You recognize the smell of food cooking. "It smells good!" You smile.

"Thanks! Renesmee and Jake eat here. We don't. But we must for a new guest!"

She leads you into the kitchen where you see the other vampires.

---

Embry ignores Sandra's texts about that night at the bonfire. He's pissed at her and himself. He looks up from his phone and takes a shot.

He smells one of his girls sitting next to him. Emma.

"We getting it tonight, Embry?" She laughs.

Embry looks at her and wants to puke. After he met you, looking at another woman is revolting. It angers him. He wants to push through it. "I haven't seen you in a while." He smiles.

"AH, yeah. My phone broke. I had to work extra hours to get a new one. I've got a new number, too." She explains.

"Nice." Embry replies, not really caring.

A few drinks later, they're both making out in Emma's house. He notices a used condom on the floor. He stops kissing her and looks down at it.

"Fuck me, Embry. Don't worry about it." She grabs his face and kisses him again.

No, he doesn't care. But he's not getting aroused by her like usual. He feels disgusting. She reaches her hand down and gropes him. She pulls away and looks at him confused.

"You're not..?"

Embry sighs and then pushes past her and out of her house. He runs until he reaches the main road of Forks. He can't stop thinking about you. He doesn't know where you live, nor does he have your number.

He kicks a big ass rock on the road across to the other side. "Shit." He hisses.

"What you so mad about?" He hears Leah behind him.

He scoffs. "As if you care."

"Hey, I'm an asshole but you're my brother. If this is about y/n,"

"Don't. Just, please tell me you know where she is." He looks at Leah with sad eyes.

"Last I heard she's with Jacob and Nessie at the Cullen's." She replies.

---

You lay your head on Renesmee's shoulder while you're riding in Jacob's truck. He's dropping you off at your house. You had an amazing time and absolutely love the family. They're weird but super kind. Edward do be annoying with his mind shit though. Jasper... eek.. why he staring like that?

"Alright. Here. What?" He parks the truck.

You look up and see Embry sitting on your porch swing. He awkwardly waves.

"He wants to speak to you alone." Renesmee says.

"Thank you guys for tonight. It was super fun." You say to them.

You exchange goodbyes, and you sit next to Embry on the swing. "Are you okay?" You ask.

"No." He says.

"What happened?"

"You." He smiles.

You look down at your thighs and stay silent.

"Before you came, I wanted an imprint so bad. I never got one. I've never even had a girl genuinely like me. I didn't believe in love. I thought imprinting was just.. a forced bond." He stops.

"Embry.." You sigh.

"I got mad. And the longer I lived as a shifter surrounded by people in love and teenage boys, I began to get bored. I was mad and bored." He continues.

"I'm sorry you were hurting." You look up at him.

"Something happened tonight. But I'm scared to let you in." He looks back at you, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm scared, too." You reply. Then you look down and start chuckling. "I can only take one girl down at a time. I'm gonna break my hands being with you."

You both start laughing.

"How about we start slow?" He asks. "If you even want to. Which it's up to you."

You bite your lip in concentration. It doesn't take long for you to respond. "I'm already here, and you're hot, so I guess so." You giggle.

----

Embry throws some skittles in his mouth and looks at you in shock.

"So that's why you moved here?"

You laugh and nod your head. "Yup. Life is.. crazy.'' You reach over and grab a couple skittles.

"Do you like the purple ones?" You ask Embry.

"I'm a wolf. I eat just about anything." He chuckles.

"Yup. Perfect match. We share whatever, and I eat what you're willing to give, and you eat what I don't like." You put them in your mouth.

Embry starts laughing. "Three days in hanging out with me, and you're already wanting a relationship." He smirks.

"Can you blame me?" You pull the blanket on your couch onto your shoulders.

"If I grab a yellow skittle, we should wait. If it's purple, you're mine now." He digs his hand into the big bag of skittles.

Your heart starts pounding. You want it to be purple. Be purple.

He pulls it out and opens his hand.

Purple.

You both look up at each other.

---

You get home from work and kick off your shoes. You sigh deeply and plop onto the couch. You start dozing off when your front door opens. You know it's Embry.

"Baby, up. Want to go to dinner?" He shakes your leg.

"Mhm." You slowly sit up.

"We can wait if you're tired." He says.

"No, I want to go." You persist.

He thinks for a moment and then grabs your hand. He pulls you up.

"Woah, where we going?" You laugh.

"To take a nap." He goes into your bedroom.

It doesn't sound too bad to you. "Let me get comfortable." You say. You stand up and take off your shirt.

Embry coughs and looks down at the ground.

"Is this okay?" You ask.

"Yeah, I'm just.. surprised and I want to be respectful." He blushes.

"I'm yours, aren't I?" You take off your bra and throw on a bigger shirt. "You can look."

He looks up at you. "Yeah, you're mine." He bites his lip.

You take off your pants and then crawl into bed. He sighs to contain himself, and he gets in your blankets. You turn around and he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into him.

"Closer." He says.

You lay there for a few minutes before turning around and looking at Embry. You want to kiss him. You touch his chin and run your thumb along his lip.

"You're gonna kill me." He groans and grabs the back of your head and kisses you.

His lips are soft and warm you taste him and his tongue. You're wrapped up in Embry only. You forget about everything else. (Something like this)

He pulls away and lays on his back, breathing out a shaky breath. You look over his face.

"I've never felt..." He begins.

"I get it. Me too." You lean down and start kissing his neck.

He leans his head back, and you crawl on top of him. Now he's hard, and you feel it. You bite softly, and he moans. His hands go lower and and he's about to grab your ass but he grips your waist and pulls you back. "Hey, if you keep going, I'm gonna fuck you. Are we napping and then going out or fucking?" He looks up at you.

You blush and climb off of him. Just wait. Just wait. You should wait? Right?

After the nap, you get ready to go eat at a restaurant Embry takes you to. You two are seated, eating, and having a good time.

"So, Quil absolutely fucked up my shoulder. Not my proudest wolf moment."

You two laugh.

"Embry?"

You both look up and see a girl. You don't know her. He quickly wipes his mouth with a napkin.

"I've been trying to get a hold of you for a week now." She says.

"Uh. And? I'm busy. I actually have someone now." He says looking up at her.

"That sucks!" She says and then looks at you. "Just saying he loves it when a woman can spell words with her hips on him." She smirks.

You start to get angry. Jealousy rises in you. You smile and move your tongue along the inside of your bottom lip. You stand up and swing.

----

You sit there while Carlisle wraps up your hand. Inside the room is Embry, Emily, and Kim.

"Regret sleeping around don't ya?" Kim laughs at Embry.

"I do, but damn wasn't my girl bad ass." Embry smiles.

"No more punching." Carlisle smiles at you.

"You got it doc. Could you do the punching for me? Ya know, with your crazy strength." You giggle.

He starts chuckling. "I would if I could."

----

You two are laid up on the couch and listen to music while talking. Your wrapped up hand is throbbing, but you're able to ignore it because Embry is distracting you.

You take a handful of skittles out of the bag. You have way too many purple ones. "Babe." You say.

He knows and cups his hands out for you to drop the purple ones in his palms.

[tylerjeauxburreaux9]

𝖴𝖭𝖤𝖷𝖯𝖤𝖢𝖳𝖤𝖣 // blurb

𝙹𝚘𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚡 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙹𝚘𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚡 𝚛𝚎ader

Summary: When you are force to go to every game with your sister, it turns out to be something you didn’t expect to happen.. imagine your going to a game right and you see the quarterback and he’s hot not like you imagine him to be at least you knew he was hot but you didn't think he would extremely hot. But here’s the twist you get home, and you see that he started following out of nowhere and the next you know you’re texting each other.

A/n: @bengals-barnesbabe for the message

Warning:fluffy 

Word count:

This one particular game so happened. out of all the games, I have been to. I have never thought to look at all the players while they were coming out of the tunnel until today I did.

I could possibly say I wasn’t expecting this to happen, but we just happened to fall in love. It’s like love at first sight.

“Do I have to go to this stupid game?” I say annoyed looking at my sister Sara, she always loved football, every time football came around she would make me wear this stupid Bengals jersey and go to their silly little game because she was their biggest fan.

On the other hand side me, I was very much not the biggest fan, don’t get me wrong I love football but I wouldn’t say I liked going out to one because it was too crowded and loud for me. But I didn’t mind going because I was going with my sister

“Yes, you know this y/n, you always have to go, please stop being a baby and just come on. Before we are late” looking at me with her arms folded, sighing

She wore her big orange jersey with the number 1 in the back and front with the word CHASE printed on the back. With camouflage cargo pants, black and white Jordan ones.

While I had on this black baggy t-shirt with Aaliyah‘s face on it. With her name written in graffiti letters, ripped jeans, and black and white dunks.

“Okay, “I say “ “Oh my god, just come on, before we are late,” Sara says, rolling her eyes, then pulling me by my arms, pushing me into the car.

20 minutes later

We were at the game sitting in our chair while they called their names ,each time a football player came out the tunnel.”your quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals. Joe burrow “The announcers announced. He was running slowly, I admired him from afar, watching as he came out of the tunnel

I didn’t think he was this hot, I mean I knew he was hot. But I think he was this hot the whole time during the game I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He was too damn hot.

“Sara, that Joe Burrow, “ I say “Yes, “ Sara says “Well I knew he was hot but didn't think he was that hot, “ I say “Well you’ve seen it for yourself, “ Sara says. I continued to look at him the whole time of the game.

The game was over. The Cincinnati Bengals had won the game. We were on our way home.

When we got home, I went into my room, took my shoes off, got in my bed, picked up my phone, opened up Instagram, and started to scroll through the reels. Until I saw the big bold letter with the blue check marked saying ‘joeyb_9 started following you’ To my surprise, I couldn’t help but scream. He just randomly followed me like that. Shocked and confused.

“Ahhhhh Joe Burrow just followed me “ I screamed my hands over my mouth, I was still shocked and confused“Y/n what’s wrong, “ Sara said “Um, nothing Sara, “ I said looking at my phone still In shock.

I wanted to see if it was real, so I pressed the message button, nervous to dm him I began to type out ‘ um hi’, but my hand slipped hitting the send I started to think to myself. ‘I can’t believe I sent that, what if he doesn’t see it.

Until I looked at my phone and saw the three little dots that showed he was typing. The text read ‘Hi’ I began to text him back, and then a conversation between the two of us started. There were giggles, teasing, kicking, smile, and flirting in between each text

After that I couldn’t fall asleep I was stuck on the thought that I just talked to the hottest popular quarterback ever and he asked me out. The only thing I could do was smile and hug my pillow. I can’t even think straight. “Wow, that was something”I say, as I constantly think about him, ask me out .still speechless.

Another note: I wasn't planning on writing this it just kinda happened, lol. But the passengers' side will be out l

[balkanradfem]

I have an update, for people invested in the story of me vs the attractive woman who moved into the building, who I cannot figure out. I still don't know if she's interested in women, if she likes me at all. She has short hair and is 9 years older than me which makes her irresistible.

So my main point of confusion was that she always reacted extremely friendly to me, even as far as yelling my name excitedly and waving when she sees me, but then when we talk she talks to me as if I'm a small child maybe, using words you'd use with children. So I've been on the fence on whether she just sees me as a small lost child who needs attention, or if I could potentially ask her out. I've met her a few times more, only briefly, but one of those times she called my name in an iteration that means small, she added a suffix that you would add to a child's name. (She added '-ica' to my name, for croatian speakers).

And this was too much for me, I had to draw a line at the small iteration of my name, I do not enjoy being viewed as a child, and will not have a crush on someone who makes me feel like I'm not a grownup >: (. So I decided, this is a lost cause romantically, I'm no longer into her, she obviously sees me as a child. It's fair, I also see anyone 9 years younger than me as a tiny baby who I can only be friends with, but I do think that's very cool of lesbians, that we're the exact opposite of pedophiles.

So I calmed down about her, but then I thought, okay, now that I'm not having my brain scrambled by the yearning, I could actually try to ask her to come over so I can meet her and see if we could be friends. She still acted very sweet towards me, one day I opened the door of the building, she was standing right outside, and jumped when I said 'Hi!' loudly. I apologized for scaring her, and she said 'It's okay, I just wasn't even hoping for you.'

How am I supposed to deal with that. That is adorable. I had to go immediately that day, but I decided to calm down, and wait for an opportunity to see if I can get to know her better.

The opportunity came today! I stumbled on her while biking outside, got her attention, and then told her 'Hey, you seem like an interesting person, and I'd love to sit down and talk to you sometimes, I want to know more about you. Could I invite you over for tea?'. And she said, 'Okay, give me your number!', and then she realized, she didn't take her phone with, because it was raining. I grabbed my phone to take her number, but my battery was 1% and the screen was too dark to see. We were both standing there without functional phones, laughing at ourselves. Then she grabbed a pen from her bag, asked me to give her my hand, and wrote her number on it. I've never had a woman write down her number on my hand! It was a great experience. She stopped to ask if it was hurting me, and I was smiling and giggling because I was thrilled, and told her to keep writing. Her handwriting is very neat! I promised to quick-call her as soon as I got home, so her phone will have my number as well.

So now I have her number on my hand, and I did give her a very short ring, so she has my number too. Now I'm nervous! I cleaned up the place because I don't know when she's going to come over, and I'm plagued by the anxiety that I won't be able to offer her a sweet treat because I never make any. I gave her an open invitation so she can just randomly decide to come and I will seem like a person with no food in my kitchen because I only make food when I'm hungry and then eat it immediately. Do you think pan-fried apples is an acceptable treat for a guest? I'm being so normal about this.

[maxsimagination]

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆, 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆 - 𝗴.𝗿𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗻

summary: guro gets overprotective after a waitress hits on her girlfriend.

-> i apologise if any of the translations are wrong

𖦹 masterlist

𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗬, chelsea against tottenham. we had spent couple of weeks in portugal, training and preparing for the pre season, before returning home to stamford bridge. emma had released the starting eleven players yesterday and me and guro were both listed, along with sam and millie.

i was nervous to say the least, it was pre game jitters that took over. but magda gave her captain's speech in an attempt to hype us all up. we all ran out onto the pitch afterwards, took a knee, then the whistle blew. we were off.

the first half was anticlimactic, really. both sides scored a goal, leaving the score 1-1. after half time we were back out there, and pulling more tricks than ever. sam made a miraculous goal from 15 metres away, celebrating with her signature backflip. then tottenham equaled the score with a header that flew past our zecira.

but it came down to the 85th minute when guro passed me the ball from across the field and i took a powerful kick for the ball to fly straight between their goalies' legs and into the net.

we finished the game after 5 minutes of injury time, and the score was 3-2 for chelsea. we all ran together and cheered, and i found guro, running up to her and jumping into a hug. she spun me around before placing me back down on the field.

after we'd all taken a victory lap around the pitch, we all traipsed back to the changing rooms and celebrated even more, jumping around and singing.

when we finally made it back to our hotel, guro followed me to my room, telling me to get changed into 'dinner clothes' because she was taking me out. i was baffled and she wouldn't tell me where we were going, only that it was a restaurant somewhere.

so i picked my clothes and got dressed, before she came to get me again. we drove around for a bit before she parked in front of a building, fairy lights hung around the entrance. it was a nice place, and the setting was perfect.

guro led me in, and spoke to the hostess who led us to a table and told us a waitress would be here soon. it didn't take that long before another woman came by, i assumed she was our waitress. we had looked through the menu, and told her what we wanted before she left again with a short nod and a smile thrown in my direction.

when i turned back to look at guro, she didn't look too happy. "hva er galt, kjærlighet?" (what is wrong, love?) i spoke in guro's mother tongue, i had learnt norwegian for her. she looked up at me, more relaxed than before.

"servitøren, hun så på deg." (the waitress, she was staring at you.) she looks at me slightly sheepishly, and i giggle at her words. "du har ingenting å bekymre deg for. i am with you, not her." (you have nothing to worry about.) i spoke the last bit in english, just as our drinks came over. "the food will be over shortly."

the waitress brushed her hand against mine as she placed the glasses down, and a less-than-subtle smirk was directed towards me too. i pulled my hand away immediately and grasped onto guro's in an attempt to both make her feel better and make myself feel better.

"i see what you mean." guro hums in response, holding onto my hand just as tight. eventually the food comes too, the waitress bearing it in her arms. she placed it down in front of us before asking, "is there anything else i can get you? maybe my number?" she looked directly at me, her hand hovering near my shoulder.

i pulled back i little and shook my head, then guro went into protective girlfriend mode, as i liked to call it. "she has a girlfriend." her thick norwegian accent made it sound more aggressive and the woman looked over at her. her face paled at the sight of my angry partner and she backed right off.

i smiled at the sight, protective guro was my favourite. "det var heit." (that was hot.) she grinned up at me when i spoke, blush tinting her cheeks.

[causenessus]

love notes

part 0.12. SUPPORT SMALL BUSINESSES DAY

"trace me onto you."

from title fight, left in saitozaki, fukuoka

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extras <3

INKED AND MY BISQUE BEAU REFERENCES!!! DEFINITELY PLEASE GO CHECK OUT THESE FICS THEY ARE AMAZING <3 (thank u to @eggyrocks and @wyrcan <33)

AND THANK U AGAIN TO EGGY FOR THEIR AWESOME PLAYLIST <33 LET'S GO TITLE FIGHT

atsumu acted so offended when y/n immediately tagged him saying kiyoko was off limits but he was definitely thinking about asking for her phone number...but that's bc he's an idiot

when suna saw y/n's tweets about buying her coffee he texted osamu like "hey what if u dropped off coffee for y/n and ur girlfriend. i'll pay"

osamu is trying his hardest to maintain that they are NOT dating (yet) but he's secretly getting giddy everytime someone calls mbb y/n his girlfriend (SORRY LMAOOO FOR ANYONE WHO HASN'T READ MBB THIS IS PROBABLY CONFUSING THAT JUST MEANS U SHOULD GO READ IT!!!)

he also (pretending to complain about it) agreed to drop off coffee but he's a gentleman and paid for mbb y/n's coffee and suna paid for (love notes) y/n's coffee <3

double dates between the two in the future?? both pairs are so cute 👀

WAIT AND TRIPLE DATE WITH KIYOKO AND INKED Y/N??? hold on i'm cooking

suna and y/n are both fighting for their lives trying to remain casual but they are literally the FARTHEST THING from acting casual

gonna reinforce this again but literally all the art suna sends y/n is actually stuff he's put up with her in mind <3

and suna got too nervous to say anything about how he feels to y/n because the timing just didn't feel right and then she was like "oh i forget we haven't been BEST FRIENDS forever"

he was biting his fist and going thru the five stages of grief trying to interpret the deeper meanings of that text

and atsumu was not sleeping yet while suna was texting y/n (and technically he did not giggle, it was just like little huffs of laughter whenever she said something cute, yk?)

but they both shut off their phones and immediately went to bed after seeing omi's reply they were literally laying in the dark terrified they were going to hear footsteps and banging on their door

i love including my own experiences in my writing (yes i was forced to learn relative tuning before ANYTHING else in a guitar class and then my high e string broke and attacked me </3)

and!! actually the picture suna uses on his twitter (the "i miss you) is a picture i took in new york <3 if u were wondering why it looks so ugly

and an extra note to provide more context for next chapter!! this away game is the last one before winter break <3 y/n mentioned the holidays in her earthen kiln post because next chapter will be about winter break just so everything is clear <3

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[miniteezez]

By Your Side

C.Jongho x fem!reader

Synopsis: As ateez's 9th member, jongho makes it his job to look after you always.

Warnings: reader gets hurt, bad language, injury

Happy late birthday jongho!!!

When he first found out you would debut with Ateez, Jongho was very unhappy. Only Hongjoong had met you, he raved about you. But jongho was content as eight. He was stubborn. Until he met you. The minute you walked into the room, it all changed. As soon as you introduced yourself, he was smitten. Even though you took position as youngest member, Jongho didn't complain again. Instead, he took it upon himself to take you under his wing. When it came to sharing dorms, none of the other members dared to go with you. That was always his place, to be by your side. He sometimes became envious of Mingi and Hongjoong. As you were a rapper, you were with them often. Even so, he never strayed from you. Your fans loved seeing the two of you together. The moment they (and jongho) found the most adorable was from an interview. When the presenter asked who you were closest with, you wasted no time in saying it was jongho. And, when she added why? You simply said, "he's my personal Teddy bear.".

Currently, you were on the final day of shooting for the 'Dont Stop' music video. Everyone had filmed their chunks of the video except for you and mingi. You two had a scene of being thrown out of a car.

"Now then. This has to be done very carefully ok? Renea are you OK to step in?" The director turned to his assistant to help film the scene. She just hummed, glaring slightly. For some reason, you got the feeling she really didn't like you. But, pushing that aside, she was good at her job and helped where possible. Jongho was completely preoccupied. His arm was loosely around your waist, hand messing with your skirt. Since seeing your outfit for the shoot, he'd been glued to you. Wearing a ripped black jumper, it hung off your shoulder and was tucked into a short pleated skirt. With mismatched length socks, one to your thigh one to your knee, you also wore boots. He thought, no he knew you looked stunning. So much so he didn't realise he was subconsciously stopping anyone from going near you. The director called you and mingi over, jongho still unconsciously following.

"Now then. Don't actually push them. You're just there for them to act off of, ok? Mingi will go first." He explained to which she just nodded and cilmbed into the car with mingi. Everyone stood to the side, watching as they did a few takes. Mingi made it look really easy, falling effortlessly every time.

"I'm nervous." You whispered, turning to look at the taller male. Jongho smiled, kissing your head softly.

"We're all here, I'm right here. OK?" You nod quickly, reluctantly leaving his side once mingi was finished. Jongho watched as you climbed into the car and started talking to renea.

"They don't get on very well." Hongjoong commented, seeing your uncomfortable expression as the assistant spoke.

"No, they don't. I wonder why?" Seonghwa folded his arms, pouting in wonder. From the side, wooyoung giggled slightly.

"I think renea has a crush on jongho." The boys all looked at the second youngest. Most of them understanding. Jongho furrowed his brows.

"She does?"

"Yeah, she's got you as her wallpaper. I think she doesn't like (y/n) because you're so close." San observed, wrapping an arm around Woo.

"She can't handle that (y/n) is your favourite." Yeosang walked over, standing beside yunho. Rolling his eyes, jongho glanced over to you and hummed.

"Well she'll either have to get over it or leave. Because it's never going to change." The boys all smiled at their younger friend, admiring his deep connection to you. Of course you were their youngest, and they all looked over you. But you were Jonghos number one. When the music began, everyone looked over to the car. Hongjoong frowned, stepping forward and squinting to see better through the dimmed windshield.

"Is she - is she yelling at her?" It was only then the boys realised renea looked angry and could hear her raised voice. But by then, it was too late. They watched in shock as she very forcefully pushed you out of the car. You landed against the rubble with a harsh thud, curling in on yourself immediately. Hongjoong went full angry captain, storming over to the director.

"The fuck was that?" He spat to the equally shocked man. He stuttered incoherently, but Jongho wasn't paying attention to that. The minute your body hit the floor, he felt his heart drop and blood go cold. Without a second thought he was at your side. Hooking his hands under your arms, he pulled you up into his lap. Instinctively, you tucked your face into his neck and Jongho could tell you were crying. The car was quite a step off the ground and, judging by how hard you fell, he knew you'd be hurt.

"Hey, can you look at me sweets?" Gently, he cupped your cheek, bringing you to look at him. He felt instant anger at the sight of your tears, the cut on your cheek and just the hurt in your eyes. Bringing you back into his embrace, he held you protectively for a few minutes.

"Can you stand?" When you nod, jongho helped you to your feet before turning to Yeosang. Coming over, jongho urged you to the other man before making a beeline for renea.

"Why did you do that?" She just looked at him bored.

"Oh I didnt do anything. She's just being dramatic." She scoffed, having the nerve to even smile. Jonghos eye twitched, hands gripping at his coat as to not do something stupid. Seeing this, Hongjoong walked over with the manager.

"Are you so jealous that you had to throw her out onto a dirt road?" He almost laughed, if

it wasn't for the rage. Huffing , renea let out a laugh.

"As if I'd be jealous of that thing. Plus it was just my job. I dont know how you care so much. She's nothing special." Losing it, jongho launched for the assistant, only to be pulled back by the director and hongjoong.

"It wasn't your job to hurt the artist. Follow me." Your manager took her away swiftly, leaving the others to calm down the youngest male. Yeosang rubbed your back as mingi looked over your wounds with a scowel.

"We'll get you fixed up, ok?" He reassured but you just sniffled, looking past the tall man to Jongho. Exchanging a knowing look, Yeosang and mingi turned.

"Oi! Jongho!"

"Get over here!" Startled, jonho escaped the men holding him and came back. He carefully took you from Yeosang into his own arms. Both of you physically relaxed at the contact, his fingers running through your hair.

"Come on. We're done here." Hongjoong announced, leading everyone out.

Back at the dorms, no one commented as jongho took you into his room. They understood. You sat on his bed, looking down at your lap as the male grabbed some supplies. Sitting beside you, jongho lifted your legs onto his lap and frowned. Both knees were bleeding, grazes and bruises littered along your skin. He couldn't stand to see you hurt at all.

"This might sting." You pressed your head against his shoulder as the disinfectant made contact with your broken skin. Biting your lip to suppress any noises of pain, a stray tear rolled down your cheek.

"What did she say? When she was yelling at you?" He asked, wiping over your knee with care. You sniffed, wiping your face and most likely smudging your makeup. But you didn't care.

"She just, she said I was a whore. That I'm embarrassing to see." Hearing this, jongho clenched his jaw and nod slowly.

"Why did she say that?"

"Because I'm always with you. Because I'm obsessed in her eyes..." After finishing on your knee, he turned to you with a stoned face expression.

"She's jealous. You know that right?" When you just looked confused, jongho smiled and pulled out a wipe. He took it to your face to gently remove your make up.

"She wants to be you. Wants to be in your position." His voice was kind, hand moving softly along your skin.

"She likes you." You mumbled, jealousy written all over your face.

"Yeah? Well you're the only one who can have me." Making eyecontact, you blushed heavily, letting his words sink in.

"You mean?"

"Was I not obvious enough?" He chuckled, stroking your cheek tentivley. Leaning into his touch, you smiled up at him. His eyes wondered over your face, taking in every detail. Putting a hand on his neck, you drew him forward and placed your lips against his. Although initially shocked, jongho kissed back instantly. His fingers laced through your hair, pulling you flush against him. In that second, you both forgot the situation that lead you to this point. When you parted, his thumb ran across your cheek lovingly, a redness painting your face.

"I really wouldn't mind if you were obsessed with me." He smiled almost shyly, causing you to laugh quietly. Cupping his face tenderly, you kissed across his face sweetly. From his forehead to his cheek to his chin. Letting your lips linger on his, jongho felt his face wash over with red.

"I just might be." Immediately, he simpered, kissing you once again. You smiled against his lips, arms hanging over his shoulders.

Reluctantly, jongho got up, clearing his stuff away before helping you change into some comfy clothes. You crawled under the covers of his bed and waited patiently for him to also change. It didn't take long until he was climbing in beside you. He wasted no time in pulling you into his chest, allowing you to wrap yourself around him comfortably.

"Hongjoong texted. They fired renea. Which is great. But imagine her reaction to seeing us together." He smiled proudly, fingers running up and down your arm soothingly.

"I imagine she'd do worse than push me." After saying that, jonghos grip tightened.

"I'd probably kill her." He said without emotion causing you to giggle. You loved the protective side of him. Tucking your head under his chin, you sighed in content and closed your eyes.

"I think we're getting take out later." His voice was quiet, knowing you were resting.

"Noodles. Spicy." Jongho smiled at your sleepy response, lips pressing to your temple. For now, he'd hold you whilst you slept. He'd savour the feeling of knowing you were finally his.

[crazystargirl]

OH MY GUACAMOLE! JACK AND READER AT A RED CARPET

Reader is wearing a beautiful red dress and it catches Jack's eye because it's his favorite color. He knows her from Marvel because she plays a character in those movies. (probably a teen hero like spiderman) He fangirls over her and then realizes he's sort of famous too and walks over to talk to her. You can make up the rest :) I love your writing btwww!

you're also famous!

pairing ! - jack champion x reader 

a/n ! - oooo i like this request, ty for it <333 also i decided to get rid of the word count since i felt pressured to reach a certain number 😭

you were currently posing on the red carpet for the photos for the scream 6

you had been obsessed with the scream movies since you were young, so when you got invited to the premiere you were ecstatic

unknown to you, jack was watching you as they were taking group photos

he had seen you out of the corner of your eye since your dress was his favorite color

that and also the fact that you were one of the only people wearing a red dress

he'd seen you before in a few marvel movies where you portrayed silk (yall ik she doesn't rlly have a significant role in the mcu but let's pretend she does)

he was a huge fan of you since he's always loved spiderman since he was young

he wanted to go over and talk to you but it felt like he couldn't since there were so many interviewers stopping you

he took this time to take more photos and get interviewed but he kept freaking out since you were there

jack had absolutely adored our acting ever since he found out about you and very desperately wanted to get to talk to you

mason knew that jack would fangirl over you so he nudged jack

“dude just go talk to her, you're also famous” he said with a chuckle

jack felt himself go slightly pink, completely forgetting that he was now famous and it wouldn't be like he was talking to someone who didn't even know him

you had seen jack before and were impressed by his acting, especially since he wasn't in that many movies

after you had finished up an interview, you felt someone tap your shoulder and you turn around, looking up at the person

“hey uh i'm jack, i just wanted to introduce myself and just say i'm a huge fan” jack said looking nervous

“aww thank you! i'm y/n and i'm also a big fan of yours!” you say with a smile

“wait really?” he said shocked that you knew who he was

“yeah! you're spider in avatar and you're ethan in this movie!” you say laughing 

“ohhhh yeah, i didn't really think people would realize that's me” he said with a chuckle, feeling himself warming up to you

you guys ended up talking for a while and jack took you to meet some of the other cast, who you were also big fans of

after the movie, jack came up to you asking you what you thought and then said something so unexpected 

“so uh do you think i could get your number?” he asked nervously 

you were shocked but nodded quickly, giving jack your phone so he could type his number in

“i know this seems a bit quick but i was wondering if i could take you out some time?” he said after handing your phone back

“no it's ok! but yeah i would absolutely love to!!!” you said, excitedly

when it was time to finally leave, jack gave you a hug and you kissed him on the cheek

“i'll text you later!” you said, leaving the embrace, giggling at jack's shocked expression 

“yeah right that…bye y/n!!!” he said finally getting back to normal and waving at you

“bye jack!!!” you said, getting into the car

you were so excited for what jack had in mind for taking you out

especially since he had been your long time celebrity crush

taglist ! - @xyzstar, @gwenlore, @dizscreams, @urmomcomsiimiamour, @nonniesworld, @chemtr4ilz, @physchobanana

lmk if you want to be added/removed !

©crazystargirl || do NOT copy or repost without my permission

[amwife]

Niko Omilana

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me posting?? never 🌚🌚

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"Creep." Aj said as he zoomed into Niko with his vlog camera.

They were on their way to a certain bookstore that Niko wanted to go to, having no interest in the books. Niko had stopped Aj before he started filming a challenge video, promising to buy him a meal in return.

"You didn't have to bring your camera. And this isn't creepy Aj."

"You're driving through London to a small bookstore to go see a girl who doesn't even like you."

"She does like me."

"I think."

"Okay guys so what happened was," Aj balanced the camera on the dashboard to face them both as Niko chimed in about not posting this, "this schmuck asked a girl when she comes to a bookstore and her name, and then got nervous and ran off without asking for her number."

"We're here."

"Okay now what's your tactic for picking up gyal Niko."

"I don't need tactics, I'm naturally charming."

Niko smiled to the camera before hopping out of the car, beginning to walk to the store with Aj running to catch up behind him.

"So, what's her name?"

"Y/n L/n."

"You know her last name? Creepy."

Niko just swatted the camera away from his face and opened the door to the library, looking around for her. Him and Aj walked along the isles until Niko saw her.

"That's her."

"Go talk to her."

"You can't whisper for the life of you." Niko whisper-yelled at Aj as he walked into the isle you were in, with Aj creepily filming the both of you between the book shelves.

"So, what book are you looking at?" Niko slightly leaned against the bookshelf as you looked at him through the corner of your eye before turning your focus back to the book in your hand.

"Ahh, love that book. Was so interesting." He said as he leaned over a little bit to glance at the name on the book.

"Really? What's the name?"

"A good girl guide."

You giggled at his horrifically wrong response and put the book back, letting him see the full title. Aj snicker from the aisle next to the two of you.

"Blur me if you're putting this on youtube."

You looked into the camera and smiled as Aj quickly tried to turn away and act like he wasn't filming the both of you. You heard Niko mutter something about a rat looking at Aj before he turned back to you.

"Hah, well, are you youtube? Because I want you-tu-be mine?" Niko said as he walked closer to you and smiled, slightly cringing at his line.

You giggled back at his try of recovery.

"I'm surprised you haven't run off yet."

"Okay wel-"

Niko was cut off as Aj started laughing from the end of the isle very loudly, gaining looks from the other people in the store. You laughed at Niko's cringing face as he ushered the both of you into a different isle away from Aj.

"Now that was apart of my amazing charm."

You hummed along as Niko tried to explain how he had to leave you wanting more.

"Well it doesn't matter. So could I get your number?"

"Mmm, okay." You watched Niko pull out his phone before handing it to you open to add your phone number in. When you handed it back you looked to see Niko mouthing how he's so charming to the camera before very embarrassingly realising you were looking, causing Aj to have to stifle his giggles as he walked over to the both of you.

"Seems like a great plan." You said as you turned to smile at Aj as he came closer.

"Hi I'm Aj. Niko's bestfriend." He pushed his hand for you to shake, his camera having been lowered to face the floor.

"He doesn't matter. Ignore him."

You laughed at the pair as they started slightly play fighting in the middle of the isle, causing even more people to notice the group of you, including the owner. You escaped the situation fast enough as the owner walked over to the both of them and asked them to leave, making Niko embarrassed while Aj just claimed it was racist.

Niko turned to wave at you as the owner ushered him out, with you giggling at what had just happened.

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"I'm gonna play this with my best man speech at your wedding."

"Shut up rat."

[armeenix]

Aot characters when they see you at a party

Fluff!<3 slightly suggestive possibly !Fem! Reader

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CONNIE

•connie was eating snacks in the kitchen with jean and Sasha

•you and onyankopan walked into the kitchen so that he could introduce you to everyone and let me say when connie first layed eyes on you he almost dropped his food💀

•he couldn't help but look you up and down. You looked so fine in your outfit

•from the moment you sat down he tried his best to sound cool so he could impress you. He even went as far as trying to impress you with his Spanish but somehow he forgot how to say some things (his momma would not be proud 💀)

•eventually you and oyankopan got up so you could go meet the others. After you left Jean and Sasha would not stop making fun of connie

•he was so embarrased😭

•at the end of the night he went home disappointed at the fact that he didn't get your number but then his phone buzzed with a text that said, "hey this is the girl from the party I got your number from sasha✌️😗"

•this man almost squealed like a little girl when he saw that it was you that texted him lol

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ARMIN

•Armin was carpooling with eren and mikasa when they made a quick stop to pick you up

•when he saw you walk out your door his face immediately began turning a shade of red.

•when you got in the car and looked at armjn you noticed how red he was and asked him if he was sick or something💀 (he face reddened even more when you talked to him)

•"uh-uhm yea I'm good" he tried to make his voice deeper so he would sound more attractive (eren and mikasa noticed the change in pitch and tried their hardest not to laugh💀)

•the entire car ride he avoided looking or talking to you (he was so nervous😭)

•the entire night at the party he avoided you as best as he could, this man went to extreme lengths just to avoid you so he wouldn't embarras himself💀

•at one point you, eren, and mikasa walked over to check on him but he quickly stood up and claimed that connie needed his help in the kitchen

•imma be so honest, armin tripped like five times around you💀

•at the end of the night eren and mikasa claimed that they were gonna help clean the house so they were staying back, so that meant that armin had to drive you home

•he was a nervous wreck😭 he was tripping over his words, stuttering, his hands were shaking too💀

•when you arrived at your place you got out and quickly walked to his window. He rolled it down and look at you curiously. You leaned down and kissed his cheek before thanking him for driving you home and heading inside

•when you walked in the house he giggled like a child and ran his fingers through his hair

•that was his first time getting a kiss from a girl

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ONYANKOPAN

•he was not messing around

•from the moment he saw you walk in he was already walking towards you to go introduce himself

•he was not wasting any time💀

Y: can I ask your a question?

O: yea wassup?

Y: why did you come and talk to me so fast?

O: because you look amazing tonight and I wanted to make sure I talked to you before any of the others could

•you end up spending the whole night with him even after the party💀

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YMIR + HISTORIA

•ay listen if they both want you they both want you🤷‍♀️

•ymir and historia where sitting down on the couch when historia noticed you walk in

•immediately she brought ymirs attention to you

•Sasha, annie, and mikasa all walked over to the couch and introduced you to ymir and historia who were very excited to meet you

S: hey guys this is y/n! We're just kinda introducing her to everybody so she can get comfortable. Y/n this is ymir and historia

Y: uh, hey wassup

H: hi!

Ymir: hey

•you were lowkey nervous with how they were staring at you but in the end you ended up sitting on the couch and talking with them for most of the party

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HANGE

•neither you or hange remember how it happened but one minute you were being introduced to eachother and the next yall were upstairs, in a room, with barely any clothes on💀

•I don't even know what to say about hange bro like everything happened so fast that you don't even remember walking up the stairs and into a room with hange

•now does that stop what is occurring in that moment between the two of you?

•yeah no. Absolutely not, it's a confident no from me💀

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