#Also I tried to yell 3 times for her to turn off the hall light but either she needs to be check if she's going deaf...

[miku-life-tips]

Legit going to maim someone if it's not completely silent and dark soon <3

[betterthanyalls]

hey betty wetty bo confetti

How’s about Ares x Reader in which she’s the daughter of Odysseus and and and she’s defending Telemachus & Penelope from the suitors and after getting into a fight with Antinous or however u spell his name, she meets Ares somehow?

BTW DONT FEEL PRESSURED OR FEEL THERES A TIME LIMIT - TAKE YOUR TIME 🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵

Okay love ya 🤩🤗

that nickname concerns me BUT HIIIII so ion know how good this is :sobs: , i made it in the span of like 2-3 hours from a burst of motivation. HERE YOU GO TAKE THIS AS A LATE BIRTHDAY PRESENT

Masterlist

Warrior's Blood

Ares x Reader

EPIC: The Musical ~ Oneshot ~ Action

Words: 1.4K

Published: 11-3-2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A loud belch sounded from the palace’s dining hall, followed by boisterous laughter and unorganized yells. The princess of Ithaca glared down the hallway while she stalked past the dining hall to her destination of the training grounds. “Men,” a loud voice called, the speaker standing up on a wooden bench, “we have been waiting for the throne for far too long. Can’t you see we are being played?”

Y/n slowed her pace, taking a peek into the crowded room to see the one suitor she hates the most speaking. Antinous. 

“I say, we take the throne. That boyish prince and his sister only stand in our way to the queen. Once we are rid of them, we shall have full access to the crown." Cheers and yells followed quickly. The onlooking royalty sneered in disgust. Normally, Y/n would only walk away and tell her mother about the new plan, but something inside her felt different—an urge to fight, a need for conflict. 

Taking a step into the light of the hall, Y/n cleared her throat.

“What would my mother think of this? Threatening to kill both of her children and then seizing her by force?" Y/n had to keep from gagging, not only at the idea of their threat but also the horrid stench of the room. 

Antinous turned to the princess with a look of pure murder and flame.

“Well, if it isn’t the weak girl. If you speak even a word of our plan, I will rip you limb from limb so you can meet your father in the underworld,” he stalked towards the younger girl with a vicious grin. “Now that I’ve thought about it, how about we begin that plan now? Starting with you.”

Y/n was wise enough to duck down, blocking an oncoming punch, only to be nailed in the gut with his knee. Falling to the ground with a sharp gasp, she was pulled to her feet by her hair. “Come on, girlie. You had the strength before to challenge me; where is it now? You’re as weak as your father.”

Staggering and getting out of his grasp, she pulled up a loose fighting position. The princess narrowed her eyes at Antinous’ insults while taking steps back to match his steps forward. Y/n tried to find some sort of strategy to take him down, like how Telemachus taught her. Her brother would always say to fight with wisdom, but there was no wisdom anywhere near this fight. Strategy only works if your opponent has strategy too. Antinous was anything but a planned fighter. 

So with her next best option, Y/n grabbed a nearby vase and chucked it at her rival's head. She missed, making Antinous even more angry. With a yell, a foot made contact with her stomach, throwing the princess to the floor and her head hitting a pillar. Pain shot through her entire body as she struggled to regain her breath. 

‘So, I did this easily. Thanks for the amazing lessons, Tele.’ Her mind wandered, forgetting about her approaching opponent as she took a glance at a nearby wall. There, up high, hung a tapestry by her mother. The twelve Olmpyians were displayed with divine glory. Glory that could help Y/n not die, if only they saw her. With nothing left to lose, the princess sent up a silent prayer before deciding to help herself.

With much pain and huffs, Y/n managed to stand on her feet once more with a sway.

Antinous offered a loud laugh, ricocheting off the stone walls.

“You just can’t stay down, can you? Do you not want to see Odysseus in Hades?”

“Don’t you dare speak my father's name,” she hissed through gritted teeth. She leaned onto the pillar with one hand while her other held her hurt stomach. Something other than pain burned inside her—a yearning to see him hurt, to see Antinous suffer. 

A new energy boosted her body; her muscles didn’t feel as sore, and the pain was dissipating. Deciding not to question this, Y/n dodged another punch aimed for her jaw. With fast footing, she grabbed a spear off the wall beside her and countered another punch.

Antinous grabbed the spear to rip it from Y/n’s grasp. Quickly, Y/n pulled the spear closer to her and kicked Antinous in the ribs. Instead of knocking him down, he only stumbled back. 

‘Left’ A voice spoke in her mind. Y/n was about to question the order until she noticed Antinous barreling towards her and instantly followed the demanded direction. 

Dodging a swipe of his sword, the princess swung her spear down at the man's knees, causing him to trip. Looking down to where he fell, a sudden push of rage flowed through her veins.

‘Blood’

She didn’t need to hear the voice again to know exactly what to do. With momentum, Y/n brought the weapons head down into Anitnous’ thigh, earning a scream from the male. She ripped the weapon from his flesh only to bring it down once more with another bloody cry. Her thoughts seemed barren except for a new order from the unknown voice. 

‘Stop’

That order only seemed to boost her adrenaline. Stop? She couldn’t. Not with all this pent-up anger and frustration she felt for Antinous. Y/n needed to make him learn where he stood as a guest in her kingdom. But as she raised her spear once more, the voice barked a command louder and all her pain and exhaustion rushed in.

‘STOP’

In an instant, her spear clattered to the floor as Y/n held her head with a groan. Antinous was being tended to by his fellow suitors, who had opted to stay on the sidelines. With labored breaths, Y/n managed to stumble away from the dining hall and towards the empty training grounds. 

Exhausted, she slumped to the sandy floor and leaned her back against a rack of swords. Her eyes shut against the glaring sun as the royal attempted to regain her breath. To her pleasure, the heat was blocked by a sudden shadow. The young adult cracked open her eyes to see a darkened figure wearing the full armor of a Spartan soldier. A mixture of emotions flooded into her soul as she recognized the nation's armor. Was this news of her father from serving beside the Spartans? But her hope was snuffed out as the familiar voice spoke.

“Stand up.”

She wanted to argue, but something in her felt compelled to follow the instructions. So, shakily, Y/n stood up in front of the warrior. From a new angle, she could see the stranger's identity. All breath escaped her lungs as she recognized the being from similar statues and paintings.

“Ares.”

The god, who towered over her with his divine form, smirked at the recognition.

“Indeed. I’ve seen your skill, princess of Ithaca. You fight well,” the god of war stalked around the girl in a circle, seeing her state after the fight. 

Finally, the two pieces connected in her mind as she turned to face him.

“It was you. The voice. The orders. That was all you.”

“You follow orders well, except for when you’re told to stop. I like that sort of fight.” Ares stood tall, power and bloodlust radiating off him as his armor seemed to brighten a bloody red in the sun’s light.

“Why’d you stop me anyway? You are the god of bloodlust, are you not? I could’ve killed him and solved the whole problem!” Y/n argued, upset at the missed opportunity.

“Have you forgotten the laws of hospitality? You would have been punished harshly by the gods had I let you continue. Not even I can defy those.” He glared down at her with warning. In response, she looked away with a defeated huff.

“Why’d you even help me then?” She grumbled, looking at the nearby swords; a few training weapons had begun to rust from limited use. 

"You have the ambition needed for the battlefield. Why would I let such skill go to waste with no proper mentor?” This caused Y/n to look at him instantly in shock, meeting the gaze of a grinning god beneath his helmet.

“Mentor?” 

“Y/n of Ithaca. You fight to protect. You fight to the last stand. That is a warrior’s blood. Like your father before you, you have the makings of a legend.” Ares held out his hand like he was shaking for a deal. “Become my champion, and I will help you become stronger than any opponent you shall face.” 

Y/n thought it over for less than a few seconds before grabbing the gods hand in her own and shaking them up and down. 

“Deal.”

[stubz]

Drill Day

'Attention participants, the drill will be starting in 1 minute. Take this time to prepare yourselves and to remember that everything that will happen is a simulation. Nothing can or will legitimately hurt you. Should you wish to stop the simulation tap the centerpiece of your vest and you will escorted off, should you be unable to do so simply say 'moon' and you will escorted off.'

"Okay the sound system is good, the holograms and drones are a go, and our actors are ready."

"I still don't know why we need actors when we have perfectly good holograms and drones." Glip didn't want to admit but she was a little hurt that Calis and the Captain didn't trust her work.

"We've been over this. As good as your holograms are they aren't physical which can lower the realism and while your drones are physical they can can be too predictable which is something we don't want. Hence the actors."

"Doubt they'll even be convincing." she grumbled.

.

To Glip's annoyance and Quip's entertainment the actor's where in fact convincing.

"What are you doing you idiot?! Your in a supply closet with tons of stuff around to use and you use a towel?? You deserve to be captured by enemy forces."

The poor Vrool get's tackled to the ground by an actor who roars in their face, fake fangs and mandibles making them ink themselves.

"Aw buddy, aw there we go! Good sportsmanship actor!" the actor uses the towel to clean the Vrool best they can before finding them a new uniform to change into them a before sending them to the 'jail' set up.

"Shlip who did they hire for this?" honestly this was some of the best simulation acting she's seen in a while.

"Some random ship members who had too much time and was down for a free dinner on Cap."

"Huh, any apexes?"

"Oh yeah, like two thirds of them. Those big ones dressed like a Mors Crawlers? That's a tighalax and a rextalian."

"Great asteroids no wonder those orcs were shaking."

"Yep," he said popping the p. "almost as terrifying as the real thing."

..

"Wait wait wait, hold the shlipping communicator, we got younglings doing this?"

"Oh quiznack. . .well it's probably gonna be toned down right, right?" he asked looking at his co-worker.

"Yeah, yeah it should be. Look. Like half the actors are leaving...leaving only the scariest ones left." they looked at each other concerned.

"CAAAPPPTAAAIN??"

"What!? Damnit Quip and Glip don't yell into the comms!"

"Are we actually sending younglings into this??"

"Isn't this like youngling endangerment?"

"The kids have been briefed about this and their parents signed off on this. Perfectly legal and safe. I also brought in some experts on this."

"Experts on scaring children?" who the shlip does that??

"Just do your jobs."

...

"OH MY GODS..HOW THE ACTUAL SHLIP?!"

"how the deq are these kids fine with this..."

Said younglings are being chased by actors, dressed as Mors Crawlers and Domitors, the actors giving them very little breathing room.

One of them swipe at the younglings with their prosthetic claws, catching on the little ones clothes. They yank back and the child is sent sprawling towards the jaws of the Domitor, the child's vest lights up red. They're out.

Some more children get caught by claws, tails, and wings. Each one of them are out.

The remaining few duck into an open vent too small for the predators to follow. They claw and roar at the entrance.

"HA! Can't get them now, score one nothing for the younglings!"

"Nope, look at screen 3."

While the actors at the entrance roared and thrashed a few of them ran through the halls until reaching the other side of the vent. Just as the children were coming out.

They could run but to where? Back into the vent? Forward into their pursuers?

Well they tried both.

The largest and strongest charged forward while the smallest ran back.

While the larger and stronger ones were from species known for their power and abilities, they were still younglings going against adults. After some struggling their vests turned red.

Only a handful of younglings reached the vent without getting caught. The ones inside were safe...for now.

....

'Only 5 minutes before the simulation is over. 5 minutes.'

"Well, looks the kids win this one."

"Good for them. They earned it."

"Yeah-hold up...what are they doing?"

The actors were...breaking the wall. They had grabbed chairs and any heavy objects they could and were using them to break down the wall.

"IS THIS ALLOWED?!"

"THERE'S NO WAY IT IS....gods wrath it is...JUST LET THE KIDS HAVE THIS!!"

When a foot of the vent was now revealed they grabbed it and started to pull. The other side, now aware of what was happening, started to push and increase their efforts in grabbing the younglings.

"They're pulling it...oh my gods they're pulling it out of the actual wall!"

"IT'S 15 FEET LONG THOUGH!!"

"HOW MUCH TIME IS LEFT?!"

"2 MINUTES."

Inch by inch the predators pulled out sections of the vent. Almost a third of the way done. The hole left behind now big enough to send over their smallest predator on the other side.

"BODY CAM BODY CAM"

"I'M DOING IT I'M DOING IT"

The beast crawled as fast as it could through the tunnel. The younglings yell and kick at its claws.

A child screams while being dragged out of the body cams view.

"They're dead."

"Yep, you owe me five tix."

"No, I betted on the other rextali-"

"MOON!"

Quip and Glip quieted. Then went into a flurry finding the right camera, searching for the child who said the safe word.

They found the child; Zyz, age 6 years old, species rextalian, being comforted by an actor. Face pressed into the adults fake fur while stroking the child's spine with their palms. Keeping their face and claws out of Zyz's view.

All the other actors around them softly put down the vent pieces and children already caught.

They then step back and then kneel or crouch. Claws are up or by their sides.

The children go to one another, checking up on each other, a few check on Zyz.

One of the actors slowly approaches Zyz on their knees. Hand out holding a tissue.

A tiny hand takes it. Along with the tissue.

And just like that all the other adults scoop up the children. Some are cradled into their chests, needing comfort and to not have them see their masks. Others are put onto their shoulders and backs, not as riled up or in a more playful mood. Some are tossed and dangled, to put them at ease despite the adrenaline coursing through their small bodies.

Soon the sniffles and hiccups are replaced by laughter and cheers.

The claws are replaced by warm sweaty hands.

Fangs and mandibles are replaced by sweaty smiling faces.

Wings and extra appendages are replaced by children hugging the tired actors.

"...they were HUMANS?!?"

"Hey it's Max! ...Ohhh that's whose a professional in scaring kids. That makes sense now."

[howyouloveyourdragon]

What about alpha!rhaenyra x omega!reader x alpha!daemon, where reader is Rhaenyra’s soft shy younger sister? Maybe Viserys hasn’t given them approval to marry her, so they sneak her out of the red keep and secretly wed in a traditional valyrian ceremony on Dragonstone? They would IMMEDIATELY begin breeding reader so nobody can take her away from them

thank you for your request! i like how you're thinking anon

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴇʀᴄɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏᴜʀ, ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇɴᴇꜱꜱ, ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ: ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ, ᴘʀᴀ��ꜱᴇ ('*' is where the nsfw comes in)

𝕴 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝕯𝖆𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕽𝖍𝖆𝖊𝖓𝖞𝖗𝖆'𝖘 𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖑 <3

"𝐍𝐎, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐓 marry her!" Viserys exclaimed. Rhaenyra's jaw clenched but Daemon scoffed beside her. "And why not?" She yelled back. Daemon sneered at the King, his lips twitching. "She is still young." Viserys offered weakly to which Daemon rolled his eyes. "You tried to marry Rhaenyra off before her ten and seventh namesday, Y/n is certainly old enough!" Viserys seethed at him and stood with a finger raised threateningly. "Y/n is also a second child, a second daughter no less and until we are in need of allies she is of no concern. She may whom she chooses when I deem her old enough." "My sister is not one to be used! There is no better safety than to have her between two alpha Targaryens! We are stronger than any other." Rhaenyra shouted. The castle bellowed with anger as though taking a life-force of its own, to whom it agreed with would be commented among scattering servants. "If you plan to wed her to some highborn cunt, test us but he will not leave with our bride." "You cannot possibly believe me to allow a wedding between all three of you, I forbid it!"

"Then try!" Rhaenyra snapped back vehemently. She turned with her long hair whipping as harsh as a sentence while Daemon took a powerful stance of his own as he too left his brother to wallow. Viserys clenched his jaw and rubbed his hand over his face in frustration. "Escort them and under no circumstances are they to leave you sight besides their chambers." He commanded, causing guards to start tripping over themselves to abide their King. For the first time in years he was not the quiet man they had grown accustomed to and it was enough to repel any desire to be around the more unruly Targaryens. Rhaenyra and Daemon were the first alpha born children in the Targaryen line since Maegor the Cruel and his parents Aegon and Visenya, the origins of their Iron claim...and though there had been before them, there was no telling what would be possible if both longed to steal his omega child even rarer than they. Leaving the Keep was easy, the hard part was convincing their sweet bride to abide by them. Loyalty was not something easily lost but Rhaenyra had prepared for this since the both of you were young, it was not often that women could marry with or without their status. However Viserys had always been very cautious with you, keeping you sheltered inside due to the young lure of an omega. It was far too easy for someone to steal you away with your kind nature if he let you out unless he ensured you were encircled with guards at all times but that was not a prime solution. Rhaenyra was sure you had never seen the outside even when mother was alive. She thought of this as she and Daemon murmured to each other as they sped down the hall and with a final glance they nodded and left their respective chambers. They were going to take you by law or by force and Viserys had made his choice. It was time to play their move.

Rhaenyra stepped into her chambers with a plan. She and Daemon would use the passageways and–oh. When she turned her head there you were sitting patiently on her bed with a book in had and your hair cascading behind you like a fairy-tale beauty. When you saw her, a radiant beaming smile forced the light of all stars to crash your eyes willingly just for it to meet your sister. Her heart stopped for a moment but when you stood she knew that nothing was going to keep her from expressing her love for you. She cared for Daemon, hell she even cared for Criston, but neither affections ever nearly reached her care for you. She didn't stop her feet when they moved toward you, a giddying glee enveloping her as you stepped toward her. She wanted you to feel her adoration as she took a leap and pulled your alluring face toward her own and joined your lips in an earth-shattering embracive kiss. Her tongue moved against your mouth like it belonged there. She wanted it to belong there. When the kiss became too suffocating she pulled away to breathe and found her fingers having entwined in your hair. Your eyes were blown out in beautiful circles of confusion and joy and she revelled in it. "Avy jorrāelan, hāedar." She declared as your own hands rested against her. (I love you, sister/younger sister) You melted into her arms. "Majigho tosh nyke." (Come with me) Her hand tugged you further into the room until she had you pressed to a cold stone wall. She worked hard to push back her bed and open the passageway for your curious eyes. She took a hold of your hand again and pulled you in.

"What is this?" You asked with wonder as you scaled the building with your eyes. She chuckled before kissing your cheeks. "The start of everything, my love." She replied, hearing Daemon's oncoming footsteps. When he reached them there, both were in a giggling excitement but that wasn't the cause of his surprise. "Kepus!" You announced at the sight of him and turned into a beautiful flush of pink. (Uncle) A desire to possess you rang in his ears and it showed in his sly grin. He greeted you both with a nod of the head before pulling a bag from behind his back. He tossed it to the floor as you wrapped your arms around his neck, tugging him to your height. His eager arms lingered on your waist only to release one in favour of his fingers playing with a strand of your hair. He chuckled mischievously. "What's this?" He asked, referring to a small cut hidden beneath the curtain of white. You pulled away bashfully though his other hand stayed trapping you in his embrace. Rhaenyra watched with increasing excitement. She glanced at the bag and rifled through it. You batted your eyelashes at him as you recounted the events which caused your short strand. "I, well..." You trailed. Rhaenyra ever the more confident answered for you. "She was riding on Syrax with me and we hit a branch." She answered teasingly. Daemon hummed and held in his amusement at your embarrassed flush. He stroked a thumb over it affectionately before leaning in to kiss it gently. Your eyes closed as an innocent gasp left you. "Then it will heal." He noted. "It would be a shame to scar such a pretty riña." Daemon delighted in the sweet tilt to your mouth. (girl) "Indeed." Rhaenyra purred, rising from the bag so that she could thrust a pile of fabric into your arms.

You looked down and frowned at it. Daemon had to stop himself from asking to help. "Clothing." He answered your non-question. You looked up into his violet eyes. "We're taking you for the adventure of your life, darling." At the words, Rhaenyra sent you an assuring grin and nod of encouragement. To their persuasion, you followed Rhaenyra's lead, both of you pulling a beige shirt over your head after Rhaenyra unlaced your dress and let it fall to the floor. She sucked in a sharp breath while Daemon let his eyes wander your form. You acted too quickly for him to let them stray from task for too long as he pushed the hidden passage back in place but he appreciated the brief glimpse. When dressed, Rhaenyra's comforting hand cupped your cheek and drew you into another kiss. A short panic shot through you when you broke from her and saw Daemon watching but she quickly pulled you back to face her. "He knows." She spoke. "We love you together, my sweet hāedar." Daemon approached with cautious calculated steps and drew your bodies both into him, a hand on each cheek. "It is not something to fear, dōna jorrāelan, it is to be celebrated and we know just how." He pressed his warm lips to your forehead and laid a kiss there.

The dragonpit was silent as Daemon paid off guards to allow entry but it didn't quell your nerves, your hands were occupied with each Rhaenyra and Daemon as they guided you onto your dragon and they mounted their own. They shared a glance. The start of forever awaited them as they rose in the air. They kept you and your dragon between them as if guarding you, Daemon behind to keep watch of the city below in case their presence came known and Rhaenyra guiding you forward. As the warm air blew in your face you remained unaware of their intentions. The wind whispered promises of devotion and the sun shone on them like it was made for this day and when you finally landed, Rhaenyra almost didn't want to glide to the floor. She rushed at the chance to help you down however and grinned wickedly back at Daemon. Dragonstone? You wondered though anticipation rattled your bones. Daemon came to sweep you under his arm as you came closer to the castle where their Septon stood waiting. You hesitated at the unfamiliar sight but Rhaenyra and Daemon's smiling faces urged you forward. They swept past the Septon as though not there at all, instead leading you inside. The stairs were winding as they took you up and into a large lavish chamber where a perfect gold and red garment entranced you, it seemed to pair with the headpiece beside it. Daemon leant into your ear. "Soon." He whispered before leaving. Rhaenyra kissed you before you could question further and left you in the room.

Seeing them again but this time in their own garb felt like a warm pressure clutching you in a tight embrace. Their own prideful expressions furthered your trust in them, reminding you of their love. "Do you know why we're here, my love?" Rhaenyra asked quietly and held your hands together. You shook your head and pulled a lip between your teeth. She smiled. "We want to marry you." Your eyes widened and snapped to see Daemon's smirking face immediately. "We need you to be ours." He continued. "We need to claim you, would you like that?" Breath clogged your lungs with a strong push keeping your surprise down. Rhaenyra's fingers glided up your arm. "You only need to say yes." She told you quietly and nuzzled her nose in your hair, breathing in your scent. She wholeheartedly believed that you were made for her. "Will you?" The fluffy feeling she projected into your heart kept you from disagreeing. And so a gentle, "Yes", fell from your lips like a plea. You felt her wide grin against your neck as she lay a series of kisses along it. Daemon's form surprised you when his fingers rolled around your waist so that his teeth could mould onto your jaw and suck a sweet mark just below. He soothed it with kisses of his own and when they both pulled away from you, you felt cold and needy. However there wasn't time for that. Viserys could realise you were missing any second now as they guided you once more toward the Septon. The Septon officiated your promises of love and protection. The sharp sting along the line of your lip felt dull as they soothed you with amorous eyes and warm hands. Your thumb became stained with the blood of the dragon and you didn't mind because it reminded you of your love. "Mēre ñelly, mēre prūmia, mēre soul, sir se forever."  When you all joined to pledge your love with a kiss, their lips brought your own into a security you had never known before but also a freedom. A new world for them to experiment.

*You knew what would happen when you inevitably reached your chambers, the burn in you grasping you in a chokehold. Rhaenyra's soft hands against Daemon's hard touch made you feel euphoric as they slipped you and each other from your traditional garments. A low groan ripped from Daemon's chest, leading his hands to hold your breasts and squeezing while Rhaenyra wrapped her hands onto your waist and sucked marks as dark as his eyes into your skin. After years of pleading, she finally had you. You were the only thing she had ever believed was destined to be hers and now you were her own to mark and praise as she saw fit. "So good for us." She murmured, her wet lips trailing you. Daemon moaned at the sight. "Our good omega, aren't you?" The prince asked and you had a feeling it wasn't rhetorical as his iron grip held you. Rhaenyra raised her eyes to look at your blissful face. He pulled away from you then to watch as you nodded. "So perfect." Rhaenyra breathed, her hands sliding onto your breasts from behind and rolling them like a massage. Daemon kissed your jaw and followed the line of your body until he reached the valley of your breasts, kissing Rhaenyra's hands before further trailing down. 

When he reached your lower belly, his hands swept under your rear and hoisted you against Rhaenyra's body so you were between them. He wrapped your legs around his hips. Rhaenyra relinquished her hands although your whimper made her desire to take you back into her again but she stepped back and swallowed. She sat herself waiting on the large bed. "Gaomagon jaelā naejot sagon īlvon, dōna riña?" He whispered to you as he walked you toward it too. (Do you want to be ours, sweet girl?) He dropped you down onto the plush mattress. Your head lay back between Rhaenyra's thighs, her fingers carding through your hair soothingly. "Say it." She whispered into your ear. Daemon started kissing down your stomach. 

"Jaelan sytilībagon aōhon." You answered. (I want to be yours) And it was with that statement that they knew they had you right where they needed you. Daemon didn't hesitate to press a sloppy kiss against your bud, his tongue circling around it like nothing you had ever felt before. Rhaenyra's hands moved to interlace with your own as you thrashed your head back into her. His tongue guided along you like his vows. "Sȳz riña." He murmured, vibrating his mouth against you. (Good girl) A shuddering jolt passed through your body, curling your toes and fingers. Rhaenyra almost moaned just watching you fall apart atop her. His tongue lolled into the depths of you and flicked back forth, experienced. "Skorkydoso gaomagon ao pendagon ao sylutegon?" Rhaenyra asked, throat tightening at the thought of having you herself. (How do you think you taste?) She took in your flushed cheeks and droopy eyelids, you were perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect. "Dōna..." She whispered. "iā heksīr averilla?" She pulled her hands from yours so that she could suddenly rake her nails over your pointing nipples and groaned. (Sweet...or like wine?" Daemon chuckled as your hips snapped up to his mouth, her teeth briefly leaping along your sensitive bud. You squealed at the sharpness of his canines but just as you were about to release another moan, Daemon's head pulled back and let you hips fall back onto the bedding.

A heave escaped your lips even when you looked down at his waiting violet eyes. Your disappointed and confused furrow of your brow treated him like a winner and he couldn't hold back his evil grin. You almost whined for him but then he was hoisting your legs over his shoulders and leaning forward to join your faces. Your legs burned as he stretched them up close to your collarbones and your neck felt cold when Rhaenyra's body moved from behind it. Daemon was smirking at you. One of Rhaenyra's hands stayed on your nipple, flicking you nipple back and forth like a toy but the rest of her sat beside your limp body. Daemon stroked your face firmly and delighted in the whimpers he caused. "We're going to breed you, sweetling." Rhaenyra told you in her beautiful lilting voice, it almost made the words sound less vulgar. She pressed wet kisses down your neck. "You're ours now and some people don't want you to be." "Will you teach them with us, dōna riña?" Daemon's face was so close to yours but he refused to give into your desires so soon. He urged Rhaenyra with a knowing look to start pressing a slow ring on your clit. Then she slipped it inside, stealing your gasps with a suction-like kiss. "Yes." You replied when she released you with a soft squelch. Daemon growled as if he was being possessed by Caraxes and sucked a harsh mark into your neck.

"Our good girl." He breathed. "Are you ready for my cock?" His tone was domineering and his words vulgar but all you could think about was how good it would feel when his thick appendage finally broke through you. He chuckled wickedly at your dazed glassy eyes and guided his length to your waiting, swollen entrance. Rhaenyra's finger sped up though she withdrew the one that had been slinking inside of you, leaving a gooey trail up your stomach as she slithered it up to your mouth. She tapped your lips and when she dipped it in and lay it at your tongue, a lewd mewl escaped you. Daemon exchanged a proud nod with your sister and felt his breath stutter as he began sliding himself into you. Your red sopping mound nearly scurried away from him but he held your hips tightly in place and Rhaenyra murmured sweet praise into your ear.

"You don't want to be taken away from us do you?" She asked quietly while Daemon halted halfway-through to allow at least some adjustment. Rhaenyra tilted her head at you and let the upturn of her lips glide into a smirk. You shook your head and gasped as her lips pressed against yours. "Then let us have you...all of you." A light trail of blood seeped into the bedding when your uncle broke through the only barrier keeping him from you but none of you seemed to care as he thrust forward and sunk into your wet heat. "Taking me so well." Daemon commented as easily as complimenting your dress but a moan released from buried within his chest as your tight hole engulfed all of him. "Our good girl, we're going to fill you until you burst." His hips snapped against you in a pleasing join of sweat-slick flesh. You had the heat of the dragon within you and it didn't let itself go unnoticed. Rhaenyra's leg swung around your middle when your soft moans and jolting body continued, forcing Daemon to lower your legs. Tears began to release but she kissed at them until you couldn't tell what was from your eyes or the wetness of her tongue. She slid her mouth to capture you, her tongue probing your own.

"I want you to show me what Daemon taught you." The crinkle of your brow went ignored until her thighs locked on either side of your head and her cunt dropped onto your lips. Your inexperienced tongue licked at her curiously and a warm pride filled your chest when she moaned. Your mind went dizzying as your body took full control, you almost felt like an intruding ghost as the heat of your bodies swept over you. You felt as her nub grew larger and larger, sighing in satisfaction as your eyes closed. Daemon's pace maintained a hard brutal pace, abusing your hole until a tingling heightened in your stomach. You cried out as an unknown feeling ebbed away at you. "That's it." He coaxed, almost yelling. "Cum for me, my pretty wives." Rhaenyra let a hoarse scream erupt as you whimpered and thrashed below her, a wave of pleasure finally crashing and a new taste dripping onto your tongue. You lapped at it like a greedy dog but they loved it, Rhaenyra's fingers wrapping in your Targaryen strands and gripping like a vice. The come down felt a newfound clarity. His skin didn't stop slapping against yours until a surge of his seed flowed into you. As it began to drip out of you, he used a singular finger to curl it back into you, thrusting as it did so. Rhaenyra eventually slipped from you but when her fingers released your hair, they played with it in a relaxed threading. "Perfect." She breathed before sliding off the bed much to your disagreement. They both chuckled at you with affectioned smiles. "I hope you don't think we're done, dōna ābrazȳrys." Daemon pulled out of your heat and quickly began to rub his manhood again as Rhaenyra took his place. She was already rubbing your pelvises against one another. "We won't stop until we know you swell with our babe." "You're insides are going to stain white by the time we're through with you."

[mylovelies-docx]

Sorry, I Love You - Part 7

Heyooooooooooo. I'm back and there are no longer any parts backlogged - I'mma have to get to work on finishing this series lol

Plot: You and Bucky have a good thing going - best of friends that also have more than a little chemistry between the sheets. Everything is fine until you develop feelings for the man who doesn't want a relationship. What will happen when Bucky finds out?

C/W: Meeting new people, feels

Word Count: 1,900

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[Prologue][Part 1][Part 2][Part 3][Part 4][Part 5][Part 6]

The sunset blazes through the kitchen window, bathing you and Bucky in soft golden light. The focus you had not even five minutes ago is a distant memory when faced with the view in front of you. Bucky looks so fine sitting across from you with the light shadowing one side of his face and illuminating his shorter hair. 

You still can’t get over the fact that Bucky actually cut it – you’d mentioned a haircut on more than one occasion, but he’d always brushed it off and said it wasn’t his style anymore. You disagreed then and you absolutely disagree now. His long hair was gorgeous in its own right, but nothing compares to the uninhibited view of his face now. His hair is mussed in spiky clumps where Bucky has run his fingers through it in frustration, but you can’t help but think how good it looks even like this.

You’re pretending to type something on your laptop, ensuring Bucky thinks that you’re actually working and not staring at him like the love-struck idiot you are. Every once in a while you’ll catch his eyes flickering up to meet yours, so all you can do is act like you’re thinking about something really hard and you’d just so happened to have blanked out on him. 

It’s been quiet between the two of you for the last 30 minutes – the vigor and excitement for planning ratcheting down once you got into the gritty details. That’s why you’re not expecting the thump, thump, thump that echoes down the hallway from the front door. Bucky’s head jerks up and he looks at you with a quirked eyebrow, asking silently if you knew someone was coming over. You shake your head and rise from the table. 

Stepping under the kitchen archway and into the living room, you pad across the carpet and into the entry hall. “Just a moment!” you yell out to the stranger behind the door. Without looking, you slide the dagger hidden inside the entryway table into your hand and approach the door. Rising slightly onto your tiptoes, you peer through the peephole in the door.

A couple stands on your front porch, the view fishbowling to where it appears their middles are huge but their heads and feet are the size of golfballs. You look over your shoulder at Bucky, who stands behind the living room wall with gun ready. You laugh silently and mouth the Greten’s at him. He puffs his cheeks out when he exhales and drops his gun, tucking it into the waistband at the small of his back. You slip your own knife up and into your sleeve.

Opening the door with a reserved but polite smile on your face, you greet the nextdoor neighbors. “Oh, hello! I wasn’t expecting company.”

The tall woman before you blushes slightly and dips her head. “Apologies. We were just wanting to stop by and introduce ourselves. We wanted to wait a day and allow you the time to settle in. I’m Tessa and this is my husband Christopher, we live right over there in the blue house.” Tessa points to the home directly beside yours with several windows boarded over and paint peeling off in some spots.

You smile brightly at the pair and introduce yourself before yelling behind you, “James, we have guests!” Turning back to the couple, you step aside and usher them in. “Come, come! It’s freezing out there.”

Christopher tries to decline, but you won’t hear of it. You and Bucky had already decided to meet and befriend this couple, so them showing up works out well. Their dossiers noted that they were a well-off family that knew everyone and everything going on within the community, but you can’t help but note the discrepancies you find between the surveillance photos taken a year ago and the people in front of you now. 

Christopher’s thinning hair and exposed scalp are covered by a thin toboggan that can’t be effective in this weather, and you see that Tessa’s dress is threadbare with nearly half a dozen patches when she takes off her overcoat. Regardless of the state of their clothing, Tessa offers you the small bowl she’d been holding in her hands.

“It’s my grandmother’s recipe. Everyone says it’s the best they’ve ever had!” She smiles proudly at this statement and you can’t help but grin back.

“Well, I’m excited to try them!”

Bucky walks into the living room, acting as if he hadn’t been behind the wall with a gun only moments ago. You escort Christopher and Tessa further inside and close the door behind them. Bucky walks up and shakes Christopher’s hand and introduces himself. 

“I am so sorry,” you begin, “but I haven’t started on dinner yet. I can whip something up real fast, though!”

“No, no, dear,” Tessa declines. “We didn’t mean to intrude – only wanted to introduce ourselves and then get out of your hair.”

“Nonsense,” you say. “The more the merrier.” You pat Bucky on the shoulder as you walk by him and into the kitchen. “Tessa and I will be in here. I’ll let you guys know when the food is ready.”

Bucky nods and holds his hand out to the couch, offering Christopher a seat. Bucky takes the armchair across from him (which has a loaded gun stuffed between the arm and seat cushion). With your hands full, you look at Tessa and nod your head towards the kitchen.

She starts to shuffle across the living room carpet towards you, her hands clasped in front of her. “We really didn’t mean to intrude on you and your husband. We just –”

You let out a hearty guffaw to mask your displeasure in correcting her and shake your head. “He’s my brother,” you explain to them. 

She stops where she’s at, standing behind the sofa next to Christopher. They share a look with each other before Christopher turns to Bucky. “Brother?” he asks.

You and Bucky look at each other with small grins. There’s no way you could ever pass for blood-relatives.

“He’s adopted,” you say.

“Oh, well in that case,” Tessa says as she continues her walk towards you and the kitchen, “I have a son about your age…”

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Dinner was a simple affair, but the Greten’s seemed to enjoy it immensely. Barely any food remains on the shared plates in front of you, your guests having taken second and third helpings. You’re glad to see that they enjoyed the meal.

The conversations were very surface level ‘getting to know you’ topics, which is always the most tedious part of meeting new people. But laying the foundation for your life in order to establish your cover sometimes: like now, when you and Bucky can relax into an easy ‘sibling’ rivalry and rib on each other. It keeps everything lighthearted and doesn’t allow you think on how this would have played out differently as ‘husband and wife’.

The couple are in their 50s and have lived in this town their whole lives, so if there’s anything you and Bucky need to find out then they’re probably the ones to help with that. They have 5 children ranging in ages from 28 to 13, all living at home with the exception of the eldest son that Tessa is dying for you to meet.

You laugh merrily as you follow the Gretens back to the front door.

“You both must come,” Tessa is saying as she pulls on her coat. “Most everyone in town is going to be there and they need to meet you.”

Christopher slides the thin toboggan out of his pocket and places it on his head. “You both are going to be a hit: it’s been so long since anyone new has come around.”

Bucky stands next to you and puts his arm on your head, leaning on you as if you were short enough to be leaned on. You scrunch your face and slide out from under him, elbowing him in the side as you do it. “We wouldn’t miss it,” Bucky replies.

“Great!” Tessa claps her hand and ushers Christopher out the door. “Saturday at 9pm. Don’t forget!”

“We won’t,” you agree.

After a quick goodbye, you close and lock the door.

“They were nice…” you begin.

“But…?” Bucky continues.

“But…something isn’t adding up.”

Bucky hums his agreement. 

You both stand at the door, contemplating what could have happened to this sweet couple since the intel was gathered, but without the people in question there to ask (and it being much too rude to ask) there isn’t much point.

You walk away to begin cleaning the kitchen. Tessa offered to help, but you wouldn’t hear of it – after her stories of how hard she’s worked to take care of her family and this community, you couldn’t dream of accepting. Bucky follows you into the kitchen and removes the plates from the table. You work in silence, the camaraderie from dinner fading away into something else. Not uncomfortable, but nowhere near as companionable as the silence used to be in the beginning of the year.

You and Bucky used to lay in the quiet dark after sex. Clothes on the floor, sheets rumpled, hair messy. There wasn’t much that needed to be said that couldn’t wait until after you’d caught your breaths. But the peace that arrived after the frantic activities led to you falling asleep in his arms on more than one occasion.

But you were always alone come morning.

The clack of plates stacking on top of each other rouses you from your thoughts. You’d been mindlessly scrubbing dishes while Bucky dried, but you realize that your hands have been floating in the soapy water with nothing to do. You quickly pull the plug and watch the liquid form a tight spiral over the drain. The glug, glug, glug precedes Bucky as he clears his throat.

“You wanna…” You look up at him as he says this and see him nod his head in the direction of the living room. “Uh. Wanna watch a movie?” His arm scratches nervously at the back of his neck and you can tell he’s uncomfortable. Why would he ask?

“No,” you say. “No, I think I’m gonna go to bed. Tomorrow’s the first day at the facility, ya know?” You give him a brittle smile as you say this. Stepping forward, you make sure not to brush against Bucky as you slide past him and out towards your bedroom. You hear him release a heavy sigh behind you, probably glad that you didn’t take him up on the offer.

He may have only mentioned watching a movie together to be polite, but a couch and a dark room with Bucky hadn’t ended platonically the last several times it’s happened. The memories will probably prevent movie nights together for as long as you still have feelings for him.

Which will mostly likely be for the rest of your life.

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Part 8

[astr0-philia]

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟟: 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕪 🧚

Prolouge 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

Some memes for the start of the chapter:

[Third Person]:

'I want to kill myself'

[Y/n] was nothing but tired of the absolute shit happening in her life right now. First, she was cornered by soldiers, pulled into a mirror by a wrinkly grandma's hand, and then somehow ended up in a coffin. Met some handsome boys, burnt a statue, and then somehow made a chandelier fall from the sky. Like wtf.

Now she was on the way to get a fucking crystal from a mine, not even knowing the possibility of it even being there. Also making things worse she is stuck with 2 braindead idiots (Except Yuu) and a talking cat. Someone save her-

At the moment all 5 of them were walking down the hall. Deuce, being the most enthusiastic of the 5 about the search speed-walked ahead of them to reach the mirror room faster.

'Why do we always have to go to the mirror room?' thought [Y/n] as she grumbled out loud in annoyance.

"How much longer juice? We've been walking for ages!" exclaimed Ace getting frustrated at the amount of time they were taking to reach the mirror. "It feels like we walked for a whole 20 minutes dude! How much longer?"

They had only walked for 5 minutes.

"My name is Deuce dumbass! Not juice! DEUCE, Deuce!" Deuce yelled at Ace from the front of the group. Anyone who heard his voice could hear the irritation in it. "Anyway, yes about a minute or so."

"Ace that exaggeration was unneeded." Yuu groaned with tiredness.

Guess all the running and cleaning the campus shit drained out all of Yuu's energy.....I feel sorry for him. Other than that Grim looked like he just lost a lottery. He was in [Y/n]'s arms murmuring and grumbling words that she couldn't hear. He was probably mumbling about how he didn't want to get expelled or something, but that didn't matter right now.

As they hurried forward, they finally reached the mirror room with huffs and puffs. They were so fucking tired.

"Hey, which one's the mirror that takes us to the dwarf's mine?" asked Yuu, exhausted. 

Deuce huffed in annoyance, "That one, idiot!" He pointed at the mirror. "Now let's go before we get too late and get expelled!" he said as he rushed forward to the mirror in front of them, and the rest followed behind him. 

He ran into the mirror looking feisty and Ace followed behind him with a look of tiredness. The mirror shined a bright white light the moment they entered the mirror, and within seconds they were gone. 

"...Did you see what I just saw...?" Yuu said clearly miffed at the thought of entering a bright, shining, and suspicious-looking mirror.

'I know it's so weird...'

"It's the normal way of transportation I guess...? You gotta get used to it Yuu." [Y/n] reassured him as she patted his back.

As [Y/n] slid her hand back from Yuu, she walked forward, going closer to the mirror.

Turning back she looked at Yuu. "Well....see you on the other side!" She quickly turned around and touched the mirror. The mirror started to ripple, it pulled her in as a big flash of light blinded her. The small ripples then turned into a somewhat type of wave. [Y/n] closed her eyes as the waves took over her. 

'Ahhhh shit. What the fuck is happening.' 

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*PLOP*

"UHHuuhuhuhhhhh-" an unflattering noise suddenly slipped through [Y/n]'s mouth as she fell straight on to a hard surface, face front. 

'I wish I fell on Yuu's chest again it was so soft-'

"HEY! What are you doing on the floor, get the hell up!" Ace mocked [y/n] as she groaned in pain.

"Dude.....I just fell...." answered [y/n] with pain while sitting on the floor. "You could also at least try to be a gentleman and pick up from the floor too." She sweetly stated, smiling innocently, changing her tone drastically. 

Ace could see the mischief in her eyes as she spoke, he tried to ignore her but the glint in her eyes attracted him to her like a metal to a magnet. He couldn't stop himself. So there he was awkwardly stuttering his mouth off. "U-uh i mean s-sure....." 

Then like the gentleman [y/n] wanted him to act like, Ace held her hands and pulled her up from the floor, flushing the moment their hands touched. 

'Heh. Can't believe he actually listened to me 

The moment she had stood up from her fall with Ace's help, another thud was heard near them.

"God......What is with these mirrors and their bright shining lights....." Yuu muttered, rubbing his nose in pain.

"Myah- Get off me! You're squishing the great Grim!" exclaimed Grim from underneath Yuu. The only thing we could see was his tail straining as he struggled under Yuu's weight. 

Deuce suddenly appeared out of nowhere and forcefully pulled Yuu up with strength [Y/n] didn't know he had. Yuu squeaked in surprise and Grim sighed in relief as the weight above him disappeared.

"Hey! You could've been a little gentle Deuce." winced Yuu rubbing his arm on where Deuce had inflicted pressure on.

Deuce pretending not to hear Yuu's complaint went on to the front of the group and pointed to the direction of the mine and pointed at it "We better get there fast. We're already behind schedule!"

The group sighed in union as they were all fed up with Deuce's enthusiasm. Deuce, but ignored their sighs and went forward.

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"So this is the dwarf's mine.....long ago this place used to be filled with beautiful magic stones, but I guess not anymore....." whispered Deuce under his breath but loud enough for the rest to hear. 

"The atmosphere here is so eerie!" Exclaimed Yuu, but quickly closed his mouth when his loud voice started to echo throughout the forest.

"Urghh......It feels like if I took a single step forward something would appear and take me away." Said Grim with a trembling voice as he cowered in slight fear in Yuu's arms still quite dizzy from the chandelier incident. 

Suddenly a gasp was heard from Ace, as he excitedly pointed toward something in the middle of the forest, with bright eyes. "Look, I can see a house. Let's see what the people there have to say!" Hearing Ace's words the group ran towards the house in a hurry to get any help from the house in the middle of the forest.

As they finally reached the house, [Y/n] took a deep breath as she looked at the house. The house had vines growing over it, the paved stones that lead in to the house were cracked, and the windows were shattered. 

There was no way anyone was living inside that house.

"Hellooo? Is anybody home...?" Deuce quietly asked as he carefully knocked on the door. There was no answer. "Helloooo? Is anyone in there?" He tried again much more loudly than before trying to get attention from anyone inside the cottage.

"Must be empty." Said Ace.

"It looks like it's been abandoned," spoke Deuce deflated at the discovery. 

'I thought it was obvious......💀'

[Y/n] followed by Yuu both went inside searching for anything or anyone inside the house. But then-

"BLEGH-"

"Ew, what the hell is this??" 

"Bwah! I got a spider web on my face! Ptchoo! Ptchoo!" 

[Y/n], Yuu and Grim were caught in something sticky.

[Y/n] brought her hand up to her face to feel the web caught on her face. She felt something move on her forehead so she quickly went to grab it. Grabbing the moving thing on her forehead, her face went deathly pale as she moved her hand to the front of her face. Her eyes couldn't process what she saw.

"ah-........" She stared at what was in her hand in shock. "AHHHHHHHH-" She screamed at the top of her lungs trying to fling the thing in her hands in a hurry. Her eyes were blown wide and she started jumping up and down in fear.

It was a spider. 

"What happened-" Yuu asked but was cut off by [y/n] screaming her lungs out. "GET THIS EIGHT-LEGGED THING OFF OF ME" She screeched trying even harder by contorting her hands in every different direction but the little shit still wouldn't get off.

Ace and Deuce hearing [y/n]'s screams quickly came to the room the 3 were in to see what was going on.

"WHO GOT KILLED"

"WHAT IS HAPPENING?"

Yuu of course being the sane one in the whole situation tried to calm the situation. "Ace! Deuce! Hold [y/n], I will get the spider off of her!" Ace and Deuce, noticing the chaos ensuing in the cottage, listened to Yuu's words and went to grab on to [y/n]'s flailing arms.

"LET ME GO YOU MONKEYS!" Screamed [y/n] trying to get out of their arms, but they wouldn't budge. 

Yuu then quickly got fed up with the situation and went close to the trio and plucked out the spider from somewhere in [Y/n]'s hair. [Y/n] seeing that the spider was removed from her, sighed in relief and melted onto the a-deuce duo's arms with relief. 

"Geez [y/n], why'd you have to get worked up over something so small?" questioned Grim from next to her feet, curious about why the girl had put on a big fit for a spider in her hair.

"Woah, look at that the wall looks so clean in that room let's go there!" said [y/n] quickly running in to the room. They all sweat-dropped at her behavior but nevertheless followed her into the next room.

The room they entered was dusty as hell. There were more cobwebs and spiders in this room than all the rooms combined in this house. However, one thing [Y/n] noticed was that every single furniture in this room was at least half its original size.

"Look how tiny these desks and chairs are. Did children live here?" Ace looking around counted the chairs one by one as Deuce, Grim, and [y/n] walked around and looked at the furniture in the room. "One, two, three.........seven! There are seven chairs!" exclaimed Ace in triumph after he finished counting the chairs. 

"Great Job Ace, as if we all couldn't see that," said Yuu in boredness. 

"Hey don't be mean Yuu!" exclaimed [y/n] at his rude comment.

"Yeah, Yuu! I'm just helping 'cause Grim probably doesn't know how to count anyway!" Ace countered back trying to get back at the accusation.

"Is this the universe's way of telling us that we have no way out of this situation?" [Y/n] muttered nonchalantly to the group.

"No! We have to go forward!" Begged Deuce.

"Bro shut up for once...." Yuu said tiredly.

"Hey guys back to the situation! Since there is no one here let's quickly go to the mine to get the magic stone!" Deuce quickly butted in once again.

"Ugh- we're going dude, why are you making such a deal out of it?" Ace spoke annoyed at the blue-haired boy's antiques. Moving forward to the entrance once more, he looked back at them. "We better get to the mine fast you guys, as much as I don't like Deuce's whining we seriously need to find that magic stone. Let me tell you, I don't wanna get my ass expelled. So chop chop!"

"When was Ace this smart?" Yuu spoke in awe of the bullshit smartass shit Ace spat out for the first time.

'Since now I guess.'  Thought [Y/n] as she also looked forward at Ace eyes widened in disbelief.

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The five of them stood in front of the mine looking straight into a void of darkness. It was cold, and there was wind blowing from the cave, making them all shiver in fear. There were sounds of water droplets falling in the cave that resounded throughout it. The atmosphere was eerie and no one moved a muscle as they stared at the cave and waited for one of them to move forward.

'Damn maybe getting expelled isn't such a bad idea right now....'  Thought [y/n] as she hugged her body with her hands to conserve any heat that was left in her body.

"You wanna go inside THERE? It's pitch black!" spoke Grim as he started to shake in fear at the thought of going inside the cold and dark mine. He jumped off of [y/n]'s arms and hid behind Yuu's legs in an attempt to hide himself. "I-I mean neither do I but do we have a choice...?" Yuu asked nervously as if he tread on thin ice as he spoke to the group in a low voice.

"What, are you scared of the dark? Pathetic." Ace mocked the two from the side, earning glares from both Yuu and Grim. "Babies! Hah-" Ace said, trying to tease them even more.

"Ace, I don't think now is the right time for that." [y/n] spoke up, frowning at Ace's outburst.

"Myah?! I am not scared at all! I was just kidding!" Exclaimed Grim countering back angrily to Ace the accusation. "Just watch me! I'll take the lead and follow me." Grim said, pointing at Ace, before huffing and puffing to the front of the group to lead them into the cave.

If you looked closer at Grim you could see the slight tremble he had as he walked in front of the group. The rest of the group followed behind Grim. [Y/n] thought that the moment that they entered they would be greeted by a plentiful amount of magic stones waiting to be collected. But her dreams were shattered as the moment they walked in the only thing they saw were the ragged walls of the mine and plain and old stones. 

Right. Stones

Left. Stones.

Down. Stones

Up. Stones

Wasn't there anything in this mine that wasn't stones?! To say the least, the group of teenagers and cat were losing hope but suddenly-

"Huh?! Hold up I see something in the distance over there!" exclaimed Deuce in glee as he tried to focus on a silhouette of something in the distance. Ace, impatient as ever, started to push Deuce back and forth in annoyance as he couldn't see anything. "Hey tell us what's out there! I can't see shit!"

"Me neither Deuce tell us what you see!" Yuu joined in as he himself got curious at the mention of a silhouette in the dark.

"Ah! I see it too." Y/n said.

"Myah! Tell me, henchman, what do you see!?" 

"Ah- I....I....I see....." Deuce muttered as the silhouette started moving forward towards them. The silhouette then turned into 2 silhouettes and then 3! What was going on?

Then [Y/n] felt a chill run through her spine, it was telling her to run away but as the figures kept on coming closer. Her body couldn't help but freeze in fear, as she helplessly looked towards the figures moving closer. Then-

"MYAH! I-IT'S GHOSTS!" Screamed Grim in terror as the silhouettes of the figures were now replaced with a transparent shine, as they floated in the air. As much as [y/n] wanted to admire their beauty, she just wasn't in the right mind right now so.....

"AHH WHAT IS THAT-"

"GHOSTS?"

"Dude what's with ghosts being like everywhere here 💀" (An:- Yuu I know ghosts live in ramshackle but not now-)

"He he he he he he! So many visitors! The first group in the past 100 years!" giggled Ghost 1.

"Do make yourselves at home... You can stay forever!" exclaimed another ghost making grabby hands towards them.

"New souls! Which one do I want to eat?" questioned the third ghost to god knows who, but the group knew one thing; no one was getting their souls eaten by ghosts today.

"AHHHHHHH ACE, DEUCE, YUU, GRIM RUNNNNNNNN" [Y/n] screamed, so then hearing the girl's scream the boys flipped their heads towards the girl in a hurry to see what was wrong, but the only thing they saw was a cloud of dust left by [Y/n].

"Where did she go?!" Exclaimed Deuce scared for the safety of [y/n] as he glanced around the cave for her, as well as trying to avoid the ghosts in the air firing spells at them.

"She probably went to the entrance of the cave, she's going to be fine!" Ace shouted out as he shot another one of his spells at the ghosts.

"God....I hope she safe..." muttered Yuu as he hid behind Deuce and Ace making them do the dirty work.

The thing is they didn't quite notice that [y/n] was running in the opposite direction of the entrance. She was running towards the core of the cave.

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'What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck-'

[Y/n] was running like her life depended on it. She was panicking and she was panicking bad. The only thought that went through her head was the ghosts that were in this cave, that were trying to steal their souls, and that were chasing them through the deep passages of the cave. Her feet were aching and she couldn't even open her eyes to see what was ahead of her, her veins were filled with adrenaline and the voice in her head was telling her to keep running. So she did.

'God I shouldn't have worn the heels that were in the box today!'

That's right people she was wearing heels, and those three-inch black heels were doing no good to her running. She was tripping, stumbling, and running. Her heels were clacking on the floor hard and her adrenaline started to wear off. She was huffing and puffing but still, she forced too herself to run as the giggles of the ghosts resonated throughout the cave.

Then she heard another voice resonate throughout the cave. "...iiivvv... ...oooouuu..." and then it spoke again "...neeevvvaaa... ...iiivvv... ...ooouuu..." The voice kept on going for the next 5 minutes. She was scared, so scared.

Scared.

Scared.

Scared.

Scared.

Scared.

"AUGH-" [Y/n] screamed out loud as she then tripped on her heels falling to the floor. Tears sprang to her eyes as the pain of the fall caught up to her senses. Her adrenaline was gone, her knees were bleeding, and she looked like a mess. This is not what a princess should look like.

[Y/n] glared bitterly at the ground, gritting her teeth at the thought of herself looking so unpresentable right now. Her fingers scraped the floor leaving marks, she gripped her hands tight, so tight that small crescents formed on her hands allowing blood to escape from them. [Y/n] quickly got up, wincing as the scrapes of her arms and legs started to sting even more with the action.

"Ughh......Ah, I must look so disgusting right now...."

She wiped her tears off, looking around and she didn't see anyone around her. Hadn't they all run together towards the exit of the cave? Fear started to creep back to her again, did they accidentally go in the other direction and go inside the cave?! She couldn't believe it! 

She then looked around to search for the entrance of the cave that she had thought she had run to. Key word 'thought'.

Finally, all the fear in her settled into her body like a raging wave. It wasn't them who had run into the cave, but her! How could she be stupid?

'I can't believe I'm so dumb. I can't believe I could be so stupid. How come I, a princess, made such a stupid mistake? I am not worthy of the crown. I should have just died with my family in the castle. Why was I the one that survived? I should have just died then and there-'

Then a shiny glimmer of something shone from the corner of the cave caught her eye. It was small yet it shined like a spark of hope in the center of a dark abyss.

It was a magic stone.

[Y/n] wasting no time scrambled up to her feet and started to limp toward the stone quickly. She knelt down once again ignoring the pain she felt in her knees, and grabbed the stone immediately, bringing it to her chest.

[Y/n] sighed in shock as she fervently brought the stone to her face in a hurry, to check if she had seen right. To her joy there it was, the stone shone at the palm of her hands lighting up the area near her face. She was so happy.

"Ahhhhhh.....I am so happy right now!" exclaimed [y/n] in happiness as she stared at the shining rock in her hand.

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[Meanwhile with the boys]:

The boys had finally given up fighting the ghosts and had started running to god knows where trying to avoid the ghosts. As if the world had jinxed them, they had run into more ghosts. 

"More ghost?! How many more of these shits are there in this cave???" ace squealed as he jumped to avoid getting knocked over by a ghost. 

"If we stop to fight, we'll never get anywhere. Let's just keep moving." Deuce reassured Ace trying to keep, but deep inside he was panicking too. 

"You guys, the only thing we should worry about right now is that [Y/n]'s disappeared to go knows where and we still haven't gotten the magic stone yet!" exclaimed Yuu, getting tired of their banter. catching the boys off guard, their eyes widened at his exclamation. Ace was the first to recover from it.

"Sure, but don't act like we voted you team leader." Ace retorted at Yuu. "Also the only reason we're here is because of that stupid stunt Deuce pulled!" blurted out Ace turning his head to glare at Deuce maliciously.

Deuce looking offended retorted back angrily. "Oh? I'm pretty sure this all started because you tried to shirk your window-cleaning punishment!" 

'AHHHHHH BRO JUST SHUT UPPP' Screamed Yuu in his thoughts as he was getting more annoyed by the second.

As if the current situation was important the boys kept on arguing with each other back and forth. "So, we're bringing up ancient history now? Then if you wanna get down to brass tacks, this all started when Furball torched that statue!" Ace shouted pointing his hand at Grim, bringing him into the fight.

Grim offended by the accusation, opened his mouth to speak but Yuu put a hand on his mouth, to shut him up.

"Guys! We're in real hot water, remember?! If we don't come back with a mage stone by morning, we're all being expelled!" Yuu exclaimed trying to stop the shouting from going on. The fight was useless and insignificant, and he wasn't letting anything get in the way of getting the job done. 

"Yeah, which is why we don't need you ordering the rest of us around. It gets old real fast." Retorted Ace one more time, trying to get in the last insult at Deuce. 

"Enough Ace, calm down."

"Sure Yuu, sure"

Then a voice from the distance resounded through the cave. It was gruff and deep, like an old witch's voice but a pitch lower. It was coming from the depths of the cave.

"...iiivvv... ...oooouuu..." 

"Huhh?!??" They all exclaimed.

"...neeevvvaaa... ...iiivvv... ...ooouuu..." It spoke once again.

Ace was hiding behind deuce and Decue was hiding behind Yuu. then there was Grim he was curled up in Yuu's arms trying to hide from whatever was inside the cave.

'Great...hide behind the defenseless person I guess.....' thought Yuu sweat-dropping at them, but at the same time was trembling with fear. The voice kept coming closer and closer until they could hear the voice crisp and clear. 

"Stooonesss... Stooonesss aaare miiiiine!" Its voice grew louder, seemingly with rage, and then finally the figure of the figure's voice came into the group of four's view.

The figure was huge, so huge that it looked like it needed to slouch down so that it wouldn't hit the ceiling of the cave. Its head was made of a cracked glass globe, that oozed out some type of black liquid, which was neverending, It held a pick axe in its left hand, and an old-fashioned light in the right. Its body was built with the same black goo that oozed out from its head. It was terrifying. 

"What is that?!" Shout out Deuce in shock as he took some steps back in fear, looking at the creature in front of him. He wasn't quite sure if the scene in front of him was a dream or real.

"Myah!? No one said there would be any monsters! I would rather get expelled than fight that thing!" screamed Grim out loud as he jumped out from Yuu's arms and on to the floor trying to flee from the monster. 

Then Ace's eyes lit up with some type of realization, he turned back to the group in a hurry.  "That thing's super creepy! But didn't it just say something about "stones"?!" Deuce's face shone with happiness as Ace said that. 

"Stooonesss... ...nevvva give stooonesss...!" muttered the monster out loud so everybody could hear.

"So there ARE still magestones here!" Deuce stated in glee looking at the monster with careful eyes.

"MYAH......I know I am the greatest magician in the world but I can't defeat THAT thing!" Exclaimed Grim as the monster swung down its arm that wielded its arm to the ground.

"OMG- Guys we need to do something now." Screamed Yuu as he by a single hair dodged the monster's hand. He hid behind a rock on the edge so it wouldn't notice him.

"Huh? OMG WHAT IS THAT UGLY LOOKING THING!???" A familiar voice rang through the cave. They all went silent, as they turned their heads to the person who shouted. It was no other than-

"[Y/N]!!!!!" They all screamed in synchronization as they stared at the girl in shock.

The girl awkwardly waved her hand "....Hi...?"

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*A While Ago*

[Y/n] just sat there looking at the stone again, and again and again, until she got tired of staring at it. Was this the 1,000,000 thaumarks mage stone Crowley was so mad about? Sure didn't seem like it. 

'God I can't believe I went through all that for this stone....' [Y/n] sighed at the thought running her hand through her hair. She was so fucking annoyed. 

Then a shrill scream rang through the cave. Then another and another one and another one. It startled [y/n] to the core. 

As if on instinct her body shot up from the floor in great speed, but she soon tumbled to the wall of the cave, losing the feeling of her lags. Heh.....her legs must have fallen asleep badly if that had happened. 

She limped toward the direction of the voices holding the wall of the cave, to keep herself centered. The voices grew louder and louder until she was so close that she could feel the vibrations of their shouts from that direction. Then finally she could hear their voice properly.

"MYAH......I know I am the greatest magician in the world but I can't defeat THAT thing!"

'Omg, are they-'

"OMG- Guys we need to do something now."

'-who I think they are?'

There they were, Ace, Deuce, Yuu, and Grim all in the clutch. Though it looked like they hadn't noticed her yet, they were screaming at something at the corner of the cave. She turned her head to look at what they were looking at-

"Huh? OMG WHAT IS THAT UGLY LOOKING THING!???" She screamed out loud catching sight of the horrendous-looking monster in the corner. All their heads had turned to her, staring at her in shock.

'What is that?'

The moment she saw them catch sight of her they screamed her name out loud "[Y/N]!!!!!".

[Y/n] shocked at their loud shouts, waved her hand in reply with a cautious yet nervous- "....Hi....?"

*Back to the present*

The monster as if annoyed with their greetings flung his fist to the ground making a cloud of dust around everyone. Making everyone go in to a state of panic and disarray. "Begone! Begone! Begooone!" It screamed at them.

"Hey guys can you hear me?!" [Y/n] shouted out loud trying to get everyone's attention in the midst of the dust cloud.

"Yeah! *cough* We can hear *cough* you!" Yuu called out from the other side of the cave. "Where are you [y/n]?! We can't see anything!" 

"I'm over here just follow the sound of my voice guys! I know the way out here!" 

"Rrroooarrrgh!" The monster sounded agitated and angry so the longer they stayed here the more enraged it would become. So they need to get out of here fast. So she waited for Yuu and the others to follow her voice and come to her, as she kept shouting out loud to guide them. She was getting nervous as she couldn't hear their voices anymore, it was as if they had disappeared.

"Grrraaawrrr!" Once again even more agitated than before it roared out loud, bringing its pick axe down again. 

"Come on guys quick, please-" [Y/n] desperately called out into the cloud of dust once again.

No sound came out so she stood there defeated, tears about to spring from her eyes. Then-

"PWAH- The Great Grim's eyes are not doing good!" A body emerged from the cloud of dust, as it finally settled down to the ground. It was Grim, and right behind him were the 3 boys. 

"Guys-"

"We need to book it, and fast! That thing's gonna pound us into tuna paste!" Grim ignoring her quickly ran ahead of [y/n] going for the exit of the cave, with Ace and Deuce following him. Yuu being the most considerate had grabbed [Y/n]'s hand and dragged her towards the exit of the cave as well.

"GRRRAAAWRRR!" The monster roared one last time before the group once again returned to underneath the shine of the moonlight. They were finally back in the forest.

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*Huff Huff Huff Huff*

Everyone was huffing and puffing like they were about to blow a whole brick of house down. It was not good. Grim and [Y/n] had fallen to the ground to sit in their misery and tiredness. Deuce was on his knees hands together and looking up to the sky, and it looked like he was reciting some kind of prayer. Ace and Yuu put their hands on their knees gasping for breath. Everybody was tired.

"*Hah**Hah**hah* This should be far enough I think you guys" Gasped out Grim speaking in a strained voice trying to get as much air as he could in to his nostrils.

Ace looking up brought a figure up into the air, as if signaling everyone to stop. "Let's just give up and go home. I'll happily take the expulsion if it means never having to fight that thing again." Ace spoke in a very chill tone as if the expulsion didn't matter to him one bit. This made Deuce erupt with anger as soon as he heard those words.

"What the fuck Ace all that for nothing?! I'd rather die than get expelled from Night Raven! How can you give up when the stone is in there somewhere!" 

"Well???? We didn't see it did we?!" 

[Y/n] knowing this was her time to shine, raised her hand gaining everyone's attention. "Uh-uhm...I think I have the stone with me..."

"Really?! Are you super duper sure? Are you serious??" Deuce's face basically shone with glee as he stuck his face in to [Y/n]'s and grasping her hands in a tight grip. 

"U-uhh yeah I have it right here.....could you please let go of my hand?" Deuce reacted immediately dropping his grip on her and letting her search her pockets for the stone. 

As she rummaged her pockets for the stone, everyone stared at her eagerly waiting for her to pull out the stone. 

'Where is the stone....'

She couldn't find it. She couldn't find it at all! Where was it?! In a moment of panic, she hurriedly checked every single pocket that was on her. Her skirt pocket, shirt pocket, and jacket pocket. It was nowhere to be found. Then it hit her.

She must've dropped it in the cave! While they were running away from the monster the stone must've slipped out of her pocket, when Yuu had jerked her towards the entrance of the cave! Her face was filled with horror.

Her horror-filled face looked up to the boys, and with the foreboding silence, she once again spoke breaking it. 

"I dropped it...." she whispered.

"What did you say [Y/n]? Where's the stone?" 

"IdroppeditinthecaveandIaamverysorry!"

"You did.....WHAT?!" Deuce's voice rose up so loud that everyone around him flinched at the sound of his, [Y/n] getting the worst of it.

"I am ver-" 

"I can't believe you could be so fucking stupid! You had the opportunity to get the mage stone and you ruined it. How dumb and clumsy can you be [Y/n]?! You had one chance! ONE CHANCE!"

"Hey, Deuce watch your tone," Yuu spoke slowly getting in between [Y/n] and Deuce trying to de-escalate the situation but it was too late for that.

"NO! LET ME SPEAK!" Deuce screamed shoving Yuu aside making him fall. "You know because of you [Y/n] we have to go back in to the cave just to get the ONE STONE YOU DROPPED! I can't believe you could do this [Y/n]. You're so useless, I hope you get expelled."

"DEUCE! CUT IT OUT!" Ace being [Y/n]'s knight in shining armor, pushed Deuce on to the floor snapping him out of his daze. 

Grim running over to [Y/n] tugged on her leg to get her attention. "Hey, are you okay henchman?" He asked trying to make sure she was alright, but the only response he got was a choked sob from her and a small and fickle tear drop falling onto his face. 

That's when everything went quiet. 

Deuce stared from his position on the ground horrified at seeing the girl cry. Ace and Deuce ran over to tend to the girl leaving Deuce behind in his misery, and Grim.....oh ho ho ho Grim was fuming mad. 

"DEUCE JUST CUT IT OUT! WHY DID YOU SAY THAT?!" Grim screamed at Deuce with much vigour in his voice berating the boy on the floor. Deuce had his head down in shame, how could he scream at a girl like that? That was the exact question running through everyone's heads at the moment. 

"I am so sorry [Y/n] I didn't mean it!" 

"YOU DIDN'T MEAN IT?! YOU'RE THE REASON WHY [Y/N] IS CRYING RIGHT NOW."

"Yeah, Deuce How could you do that...." Yuu joined in.

Deuce hurriedly got up to his feet and went in front of [Y/n] and knelt down on his knee's outting his head on the floor. "I AM SO VERY SORRY [Y/N], PLEASE PUNISH ME SO THAT YOU WON'T CRY ANYMORE."

"Then let's go." The girl replied quietly before wiping her tears.

"Huh?"

"I said then let's go. We need to get the stone. Until unless we don't get that stone I won't be forgiving you at all Deuce." Her eye's were filled with forgiveness but whoever looked in to her eyes for too long could see the slight resentment glowing in her eyes.

"Thank you [Y/n], I won't disappoint you!" Deuce gasped bowing down once more, then getting up from the floor. 

*Sigh*

The rest looking from the sidelines sighed in tiredness. How long will it take for them to get the stone?

"So who's got a plan...?" asked Ace nervously raising a finger up. Everyone groaned at the idea of making a plan.

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"Are you sure this plan is going to work?" Ace asked nervously looking back at the inside of the cave where the monster was waiting for them. 

"H-hey uh-uh, you big ugly monster! I'm over here!" Screamed Grim to the monster inside the cave. The monster as soon as hearing Grim's voice had come out of grim's direction dashing to him.

"Grrraaawrrr! BEGOOOOONE!"

"A-ah Come over here you retarded looking miner!" Yuu shouted getting the monster to come his way.

"I'm going in you guys keep on distracting him!" [Y/n] shouted before dashing in to the cave once more. 

"ON IT" They all screamed in synchronization, trying to divert the monster's attention from [Y/n].

She was running to the spot where she had first crossed paths with the monster. The paths were narrow but with her memory, she knew what she was doing. 

The moment she reached the place she had met the monster, she dropped down to her knees searching for the stone in every corner of the cave's floor. She knew it was impossible but she still had to try. Then in the corner of her eye once again she saw the familiar glow of the stone shining in the middle of the floor. There it was! 

'Ahhh! I can't believe I found it again!' Tears of joy sprung from [Y/n]'s eyes as she grasped the familiar stone back to her chest. She then quickly stood up putting the stone in her jacket pocket making sure to zip it up. She dashed to the entrance of the gate.

The moment she reached the entrance of the gate she cried out to her her friends. "Hey guys I found the stone-"

Then bang. 

Ace, Deuce, Yuu, and Grim looked in horror as the monster they had been fighting flung [Y/n] across the field and into a tree with great force. 

"[Y/N]!"

"HENCHMAN ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" 

The boy's shouted out for her but were interrupted by the monster once again as it swung its pix axe towards them.

[Y/n] gasped as she hit the tree with great force recoiling and making herself into an egg. It was painful. So painful!  She just wanted to end it right then at there. It would be no surprise if some of her ribs were broken. It hurt so much!

Tears were flowing down her face again. Why was she such a crybaby, why was she so useless? Maybe Deuce was actually right maybe she really was nothing. She watched as the boys protected her from the monster and its attacks. she was so pathetic.

"I....just want to protect......my friends....." As her eyes closed, a bright light surrounded her catching everyone's attention. 

The bright light covered her body, healing all the cuts and bruises that were littered on her skin, even her clothes had been repaired to their original state.

"Roarrghhhhhh" The monster hissed as if the light shining at it was burning it.

As it covered her body something started to sprout from her back. A burst of sparkle erupted from her back. The thing they saw on her back were a pair of big [f/c] colored wings with [s/f/c] colored highlights. As the light died own the girl was placed back on the floor, she slowly opened her eyes meeting everyone's shocked gazes. 

"Why are you staring at me like that?" 

"[Y/n]......YOU HAVE WINGS?" Ace screeched pointing at the pair of wings behind her back in shock. 

"I do-"

"Begooone! BEGOOOOOOONE!" The monster once again growled swinging its light towards Ace and Deuce, but lucky enough they had ducked down before anything bad had happened to them.

[Y/n] stared at her wings in shock, she could not fully process what had just happened. She raised her hand to touch her wings but before she could touch her wings, a big ball of light left her hands hitting the monster in the head. "HUH???" 

Deuce looking at [y/n] grinned maniacally as she laughed in joy. "Good job [Y/n] now that we have you we can defeat this monster!" 

"We're counting on you!" Yuu encouraged her too.

"Ok let's do this! One extra-large gust of wind, comin' up!" A gust of wind blew straight to the monster knocking it down. 

"Some magic voodoo light ball power tooo!" [Y/n] screamed.

"With a side of Grim's blazin'-hot fire! MYAAAH!"

The monster then stood unaffected by the attacks the two of them had made so Deuce decided to do his part as well. 

"Just stay calm, aim carefully... and pull out the biggest, heaviest thing I can think of...Get 'em, cauldron!" 

'Ah-again with the cauldron....'

*BANG*

The cauldron had fallen on top of the monster crushing it underneath. 

"That monster got smashed flat by a falling cauldron, just like Ace did Yuu!" Grim laughed in glee as he pointed to the monster crushed underneath the cauldron.

"Gee.....Thanks for the great reminder Grim...." Ace groaned.

"[Y/n]! I can't believe you have magic- and look at those wings!" Yuu squealed delightedly as he came closer to inspect the girl. "And your injuries seemed to have magically disappeared too!"

"Yeah! That was so cool [Y/n]!" Deuce also came up to look at the girl.

"Thank you guys-"

"St.....onnnneee......." Then the voice they hoped not to hear speak again. "MYYY STOOOOOOONE!"

"AHHHH IT STILL ALIVE!!!" Grim screamed as he saw the monster move, he was the closest to the monster and had gotten the biggest scare of his life. 

"Are you kiddin' me?! It's still coming! It pushed off all that weight!" complained Ace as the monster, toppling the cauldron above itself, standing up again.

"But we've weakened it! If we strike now..." Yuu staggered back seeing it stand up. 

"I'll do it." [Y/n] said looking at her hands.

"MYAH?! What?" 

"If I gather enough of the light energy I have I think I can beat it so go and distract it again." said [y/n] confidently said she started accumulating the bright light in her hands. So the boys listened to her they were going to protect the girl until she was ready for her final blow.

2 minutes later a big ball of light had formed in [y/n]'s hands. "GUY'S IM READY NOW MOVE!" She screamed at them holding the big ball of light in the air. 

"Roger that!" Yuu said moving away the others from the way.

"Woah it's so big!"

"Myah! The Great Grim is impressed!"

"Goodness gracious dude, what with girls nowadays...."

The monster then turned to look at where the source of light was coming from. 

"HEY YOU BOG UGLY MONSTER! TAKEEEEE THIISSSSSS!!!" [Y/n] screamed as she threw the big ball of light right towards the crack on the monster's head. A big crack resounded through the forest as the light engulfed it whole. everyone closed their eyes tight shut.

"GRRRAAAWRRR!" The monster screamed one more time in a distorted voice before it left and went back to the depths of the cave leaving a trail of black goo behind it. 

"Is it... over?" 

"Ahhhhhh we did ittttt!!!!!" Ace rejoiced jumping up and down again and again.

Everyone at the moment was all smiles and giggles, at the revelation that they had got the mage stone and had at the same time defeated a monster all together by themselves!

Then suddenly Grim started to sniff the air around him, before he bent down to smell the ground. He kept going forward until he found a black stone on the floor. 

" What IS this? It smells amazing!"

"Hey Grim I think You should put that down-" Yuu tried to warn him but then Grim did the unthinkable.

*Chomp*

'Oh god, he ate the motherfu*king rock....'

"That... was AMAZING!"

"HAHHH???" Ace and Deuce screeched out loud at Grim.

"Ok ok enough with the drama we need to get this mage stone to Headmaster Crowley, if you guys don't want to get expelled." [Y/n] said annoyed. holding up the mage stone in her hands. "-And we also have to tell him about these." She said pointing at her [f/c] wings. 

"Okay let's go everyone." Yuu went ahead of the group leading them to the school.

'Hahhhhhh........I can't believe I turned out to be a magic fairy princess today.....'

To be continued

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Authors Note:

I hoped you guys like the chapter. I am very sorry for my very very VERY late update. I just had tests com,ing up and I didn't want to fail them! So I really had to study!.

[earthtoharlow]

Flashing Lights

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Jack Harlow x Singer!OC

Series Masterlist

AN: Hello, I’m back with a new series, and I promise I won’t abandon this one lol

*2021*

NFL Star Nate Williams ARRESTED Allegedly Squared Up W/ Cops

New York Giants Quarterback Nate Williams was arrested after a drunken dispute with cops in LA... TMZ Sports has learned.

The 28-year-old -- who's the son of NFL Hall of Famer, Mike Williams -- and his girlfriend, singer Maryse Monet (23) were pulled over near downtown LA... after cops say Nate was driving the wrong direction on a one-way street.

According to our police sources, cops say their car reeked of booze ... so they ordered the couple out of the car.

We're told while Maryse talked to cops, Nate got out of the car and took off his shirt and jacket and squared up like he wanted to fight.

Nate ultimately settled down and complied with their commands ... then he was handcuffed, and arrested for disorderly conduct and obstruction.

He was taken to jail ... and later posted bond.

Maryse apparently mentioned to police that the couple were arguing beforehand and that she was trying to get Nate to pull over so she could drive, knowing Williams had been drinking.

This isn't the first time the football player has been arrested, he was charged with a DUI last fall after being kicked out of a superbowl party which he also attended with Monet.

Nate Williams & Maryse Monet SPLITSVILLE…

Nate Williams and Maryse Monet are no more -- the couple reportedly broke up ... and the early indication is that it might've been her who wasn't on the same page for their future.

According to ENews, the toxic couple have ventured into splitsville, this is after more than 3 years together and power-coupling all over Hollywood & New York City. Unclear when they might've gone their separate ways ... but neither has posted a photo with the other for months.

Now, as for the reasoning behind the reported uncoupling ...ENews, citing a source familiar, says Nate apparently wanted to get even more serious with Maryse than they already were, as he was already looking in for rings and planning on asking Maryse’s family blessing to marry her.

Maryse reportedly didn’t want to get married, telling friends and family that Williams who has a history of DUI’s) drinking and anger problems were a big problem in their relationship and getting married would make things worse.

Maryse Monet seen visibly upset leaving ex Nate Williams home in NY with Rapper Doja Cat

Maryse Monet covers her face with notebook as paparazzi try to snap pictures of her moving her things out of shared NY loft with ex Nate Williams

Maryse's best friend, and famous rapper Doja Cat, yells at the camera men to back up and get away from their vehicle as the girls try to leave.

Maryse seemed visibly upset, as you could see her close to tears as she brought out the rest of her things.

STAY STRONG MARYSE- look on the bright side, at least you’ll have good writing material now!

*2022 Grammys*

You would think after 4 years of being in the industry, Maryse would be used to the bright lights and the hundreds of photographers shouting her name on the red carpet but NOPE. It doesn’t get any less nerve wracking.

As she tried to focus on not falling and tripping over her own feet in her custom Del Core dress she noticed the flashes seemingly getting brighter and the photographers motioning for her to turn around. Turning her head, she let out the biggest laugh as she saw one of her best friends, Amala, aka Doja Cat, over her shoulder making the most ridiculous faces to photobomb her.

“You bitch!” Maryse said, letting out another laugh. Amala gives her a cheeky smile before pulling her in for a big hug. The two of friends posed for pictures together before she left to go take solo photos of her own but not before slapping Maryse on the ass.

All she could do was shake her head with a smile. She loved that girl.

Maryse stopped and talked to a few musicians before her publicist, CoCo directed her towards the press to do interviews.

She smiled widely as the interviewer started to introduce her. “This is Jessie with Entertainment Tonight, and I’m here with the first time Grammy nominee, Maryse Monet! How are you feeling tonight?” They said turning towards Maryse.

Maryse took a moment to look around. She couldn’t believe this was her life.

“Nervous but definitely excited! This is such a surreal experience. You know, the last time I was here I was a plus one. Wasn’t even nominated at all, literally no one knew my name.” Maryse replies with a smile, and waves slightly at the fans that were behind the press.

Maryse watched as Jessie’s eyes got wide, slightly shocked at her words. “Oh wow! Well that’s definitely not the case anymore. You’re nominated for best new artist tonight and you’ve had one of the biggest years out of everyone with the success of your song, Good Days which is nominated for song of the year. One of the top awards of the night. Tell us how the writing process of that song came about.” He asked shoving the microphone to her lips

“You know, for the past year, I’ve gone through so much in my personal life. It was one thing after another. So Good Days became like a mantra. Everyday I woke up, and told myself that good days were coming. Sometimes I hardly believed myself when I was saying it but sometimes all you need is a sliver of hope that things will get better. It’s one of the most therapeutic songs I've ever written.”

“Wow! I absolutely love that! Everyone needs that reminder sometimes. You’re definitely a fan favorite to win tonight!” Jessie says. “Now, there’s so many talented artists here tonight and I know you mentioned how you haven’t been to the Grammy’s in a couple years, so who are you most excited to see and even meet tonight.” Jessie asked with a slight wiggle of his eyebrows.

Maryse took a moment to think, there were so many artists there tonight. Hell, even the artists she was nominated with were amazing but there was only one artist who popped in her head first.

“Well, I’m super late to the party but I’ve recently discovered Jack Harlow’s music, and I’m obsessed.”

Maryse could see the smirk forming on Jesse's face. “Better late than never, right? It also doesn't help that he’s such a cutie!”

Leaning closer to the microphone Maryse answers “Are you trying to set me up, Jesse?!” holding in a laugh.

“I won’t deny that he’s handsome but, I’ve become such a huge fan of his music and I’d love to meet him tonight.”

Maryse took a small pause

“And Beyonce too, gotta meet her first!”

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Maryse let out a tiny scream and she reached over and hugged Amala as she made her way back to her seat after accepting her Grammy for Pop Duo with SZA. Even if Maryse didn’t win anything tonight she was happy that her friends wouldn’t leave empty handed.

Maryse had a smile on her face for the rest of the ceremony. Best New Artist went to Olivia Rodrigo, which Maryse wasn’t shocked by. Olivia had an incredible year. When the host announced that Song of the Year was next, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. She was a newcomer, her peers that were nominated with her were super talented in their own right and have been in the industry for years. All of them deserved to win so she knew she most likely wouldn’t win.

Maryse gave a nervous smile as the camera panned to her as they read off the nominees. She felt Amala grab on to her knee to stop her nervous bouncing.

“And the Grammy for Song of the Year goes to…” the presenter took a pause before looking out into the audience.

“MARYSE MONET!!”

Hearing her name get called immediately made her freeze up. Maryse felt her face feel warm from blushing. No way did she just win a Grammy. As Maryse stood up to make her way towards the stage, her eyes started tearing up with happy tears. She couldn’t believe this, she just won a Grammy!

Thankfully, she was sitting in the front row so Maryse didn’t have far to walk. As she was walking up the platform steps she felt the bottom of her dress get caught on the back of her heels, she was going to be the laughingstock of the whole industry. Maryse braced herself for the fall before she felt a hand quickly grab her arm.

Maryse turned her head to see who saved her from the embarrassment and let out a tiny gasp at the blue eyes that stared back at her.

“Are you okay?” The gentleman asked with a look of concern.

All Maryse could do was simply nod and squeak out a thank you. He smiled and escorted her up the rest of the steps, making sure she was good before walking back down to his seat, but not before giving her a kiss on the cheek and whispering congratulations in her ear. Maryse chose to ignore the small spark she felt from that kiss.

Once Maryse got up to the podium she let out a deep breath and a nervous laugh.

“I can’t believe I almost tripped and fell in front of Beyoncé!” The audience began to laugh and Maryse could see the Queen herself laughing it off and mouthing that it was okay.

As everyone continued to clap, Maryse took a moment to look down at the trophy in her hands. This felt like a dream, one she hopes she never wakes up from.

“For long as I can remember music had always been in my life. My dad played guitar and my mother was a music teacher. There was hardly ever a time where music wasn’t playing from my dad’s record player.”

The entire audience was quiet as they listened to Maryse speak. “So standing up here and holding this award with all my favorite artists and people I grew up listening to, is a dream come true.”

“I want to first thank the Recording Academy. I want to thank my whole entire team for believing in me and never giving up on me. A huge thank you to everyone who listened to this song. I literally wrote Good Days on my childhood bedroom floor. It means so much to me that you guys love it as much as I do….”

Maryse took a small pause and it looked out into the audience. It seemed like her eyes would only lock in on one person.

“…And I can’t leave this stage without thanking Jack Harlow, who really saved me from embarrassing myself in front of all of you. So thank you for your quick reflexes.”

Maryse watched with a smile as Jack raised his glass of water to her and gave her a wink. With blurry eyes, she raised her very first Grammy back at him as all her peers stood and gave her a standing ovation. She will never forget this moment in her life.

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Maryse playfully rolled her eyes at her friends as they laughed around her.

“HA. HA. Laugh it up all you want, at least I didn’t fall on my face. I would’ve never shown my face again.”

“Yeah, that’s because you had Mr. White Chocolate himself, Jack Harlow save you” Diamonté added with a smirk

“White Chocolate??” Maryse heard Lil Nas X speak up from the kitchen.

“I love that guy but ain’t no chocolate in him, he’s more like a sweet uncrusted bread slice.”

The whole room started to roar in laughter

“A sugar cookie sweetie”

“A little package of cream cheese”

“OH! OH! I got one! An unsalted butter babe!”

All Maryse could do was shake her head in laughter at her friends foolishness

Maryse couldn’t help but think about that moment at the Grammys.

After she made her speech, the rest of the night went by in a blur. Maryse was pulled into so many different directions that night by friends, family and press that she wasn’t able to personally thank Jack again. She would be lying if she said that she didn’t feel a connection from their tiny connection. With how busy she was going to be with working on her debut album and she was sure Jack was going to be just as busy, she didn’t know when they would run paths again but she hoped it was soon.

LIFEOFMONET

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My guys, I am so sorry it took this long.

ROLLERSKATES AND COUNCIL BOYS PART 3!!!

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Willow walked down the hallway, Hunter tagging behind in confusion. He didn’t want to talk, but he didn’t want to leave this odd behaviour unspoken about.

“Willow?” he asked shyly. She stopped and turned around.

“Yes, Hunter?” Willow asked sweetly. He scratched his cheek nervously.

“I just noticed you were acting… different.” he murmured to her, trying to keep the conversation quiet. He leant in close to her, and she made an inaudible gasp. She stared at Hunter, the space between them very small, air stolen from her lungs.

“I- uh.” she began to stutter.

“Well, well, well.. What is this? Romantic tension between a weak troublemaker and the high school council member, Mr. Wittebane?” A snobby voice broke the tension and Willow didn’t even need to face them to know who it was.

Boscha.

“Boscha, don’t be ridiculous.” Willow snorted. Boscha ignored her, continuing her teasing.

“Doesn’t seem like the council has chosen the right leader. Engaging conversation with the stupidest and most rebellious to the council rules?” Boscha made a ‘tch’ sound, before flicking her hair. “Disgraceful.” Hunter’s blood boiled having heard Boscha calling Willow dumb.

“She isn’t stupid.” Hunter snapped sternly. Boscha’s lip curled with sass radiating visibly off her. She rolled her eyes.

“By defending her you are just proving my point.” the pink-haired girl snickered. Willow just ignored her, but Hunter didn’t feel like letting it slide.

“Boscha, leave us alone. I can be friends with anyone I want to be.” Hunter growled. His fists tightened, as his face would gradually fade into a light red. Willow tugged on his arm, shaking her head. It wasn’t worth it. He backed down before he even threw the first punch, as Boscha had predicted.

“Loser.” Boscha whispered. Hunter snapped. He turned around swiftly and threw a left hook punch to her jaw. Willow gasped and so did the rest of the hall as Boscha toppled over backwards in surprise, she hit the lockers with a loud ‘bang’ and Hunter stood above her.

“SAY THAT AGAIN!” he snarled. The hall went quiet. “DAY IT AGAIN I DARE YOU TO!” Nobody spoke. For the first time, fear sparkled in Boscha’s cold eyes. She stared up at Hunter without saying a word. She coughed a bit and she spat out a bit of blood. Her cheek had turned purple from bruising. A teacher came running up to them.

“Oh my, what happened here?!” the teacher asked.

“Hunter punched Boscha!” a bystanding kid yelled out.

“Boscha provoked him!” Willow defended. Most of the students agreed with Willow. Except Boscha’s group, obviously.

Hunter sat in detention, contemplating on how he wasn’t stripped of his title after that. Boscha also sat in detention, after the students and school cameras ratted her out.

“I was serious, Hunter.” Boscha hissed. “I should have been council president, not you.”

Hunter’s gaze turned to the girl. She was holding an ice pack to her face,

“If I wasn’t meant to be the leader, I wouldn’t be the leader.” He said, saying nothing else before turning back to the front of the room. Boscha huffed in annoyance, giving up. She muttered curses to herself and crossed her arms. Hunter thought of Willow, and as if on cue, the girl walked through the doors of detention once more. Not that he was surprised. She sat at the table next to him, and started to talk.

“I’m so sorry, this is all my fault!” She apologised. Hunter shook his head.

“You tried to stop me, I threw the punch.” He put his hand on her shoulder. She smiled, blushing a bit.

“It was a good one too.” She giggled. Hunter felt his face heat up.

“Uh, thanks..” he mumbled awkwardly, as Willow continued to stare at him.

“Why don’t you join the boxing team??” Willow asked. Hunter looked at her in confusion.

“I’m not that strong. I wouldn’t be able to-“

“Did you see the look in Boscha’s eyes?? Fear. You brought fear to Boscha! A left hook like that and you’ll be the best in no time!” Willow smiled encouragingly.

“HEY! I’m right here you know!!” Boscha asked, slamming her hands on the table.

“Yeah, it’s pretty hard not to notice the giant bruise.” Willow snorted. Boschas look hardened.

“For you information, little b*tch, he dislocated my jaw. If there wasn’t a bruise I would be concerned.” She sneered quietly. The two just sat there, watching Boscha ramble about Hunters left hook.

PART 4???

Part 4 will be longer I just had so much work to do this week I’m sorry 😭

[noro-noro-noro]

the dreams I had got mixed up also.

taking the bus 1.5 they changed refinery missions in drg

big party with my relatives 2.5. some people noisy outside my window

some drunk girl takes my boots & teleports away

fantasy world crusade

i have to find hentai with the tags "bearded dragon"

why are the half dreams that i added in later indented. this is annoying

1. taking the bus home from highschool again & that guy was there but the bus stop was now at the bottom of my driveway instead of the bottom of his driveway. my sister was also on the bus and she was telling me the bus stop was at our driveway instead of Alex's but I didn't believe her until it actually stopped. then I was like jaylene when did it become this bus stop!??? when??? also there were lotuses growing next to the driveway so I was cheerful wbout that bc I like them, but then my mom yelled at me for eating lotus root and scattering the seeds around the yard last year bc now she has to dig up all the lotuses & I was like why :( I like these... then there was likr a little hole under the house with blue lighting that looked just like a picture I drew, down to the shitty lineart that I started overpainting instead. I overpainted some of the water in the pond. it was purple.

1.5 something drg related. they changed how pipes in refining worked. scout couf build his own pipes they were blue and placed faster. and also there were 6 geysers now so 6 pipes.

2. a big party with my dad's side of the family, but it happened again in my mom's house. that's always the house I see in my dreams so whatever. one of my smaller cousins C was trying to play piano. i was surprised at how they got such a nice piano onto the driveway and was worried it was gonna rain. everybody was drinking a bit & being a little rowdy , so I decided to keep at eye on my little cousins instead. she tried playing the middle part of a famous waltz that had been simplified down to child level, but then part of it was also just in the hall of the mountain king. which I should look back into playing again bc it was a lot of fun. anyway!! I was trying to help her out but I only had a shitty light blue colored pencil to make notes with. then as people were leaving I heard shouting from inside, a dude named Zach was being a pain in the ass. my brain immediately was like "do you know rhis guy? he's a white gsmer mustve been one of your ex's friends that you forgot to remove on social media" even though he was literally a dude I saw 10-15 times on campus bc he was in Industrial Design which was the huilding next to ours. anyway idk his crimes but he was just chilling in the living room and I kind of wanted him to leave.

2.5. just remembered this, it was also in my mom's house. I was sleeping in my old room when I heard people yelling from the patio (directly under my old room) & it was 8am so I turned the light on & peeked out & there was some family down there who lookrd up a me a bit sheepishly. I like gestured at them & then turbed my light back off.

3. this kinda takes place in the post party zone. it was a similar vibe to the last day of thing I volunteered for in Taiwan, where all the rules went out the window bc half the people "leading" the groups were younger than the college students, and everybody wanted to be drinking, and we were 7 to a room & one of the girls I was with kicked us all out bc she wanted to get with a guy so I was just wandering around the area like :-/ I want to go to bed.... the night market is already closed by now.....anyway it was like that vibe. we were in a similar hotel now, if slightly nicer. some drunk girl in a white fur coat and very fancy strappy heeled sandals showed up with her friend & they sat next to me & talked really loudly for a while, and then the girl was like um. hey. can I borrow your boots to go to the bathroom I don't wanna walk in these heels. so I was like ok sure just bring them back.... & she was like omg thanks babe :D & then as she was taking her sandals off I noticed she had abnormally small feet. whatever. she took my.boots & then like teleported away.

4. there was some kind of sci Fi fantasy aspect leaking in now. like fantasy where the magic is old abandoned scifi stuff like sword of shannara. I was on some quest to do something. there was a machine of some sort? some kind of thing I had. I downloaded something that turned me invisible Just in time since some mafia guys were about to walk up. their girls were also wearing strappy heels. cut to the rest of my stupid stupid party seeing the girl who took my boots also hanging onto MY dimensional gate bow that we were LOOKING FOR. and they were just like oh cool! & let her g on her way

5. it was really vital that I accurately typed in tags to look for some kind of hentai that had a bearded dragon in it..not participating or anything, just that the main girl had one & you got to see her feed it before she went off to get railed or whatever. unfortunately I couldn't spell bearded properly.

[bellatrixscurls]

petal | j.p

pairing : princess reader x royal guard james

warnings : smut, angst to fluff, pet names, praise kink, failed marriage?, kinda fem reader but its not really mentioned, reader and james are of age (around 22), lmk if i missed anything <3

summary : on your wedding day, you take the best decision of your life, and it ends just how you wished for it to.

You were destroyed. Completely and utterly broken. Because just as you were about to say ‘I do’, your eyes locked with his.

James Fleamont Potter. Also known as your personal guard. Also known as a little bitch who just had to stand there, doing nothing but looking as pretty as ever, and make you give in. He wasn’t even trying, but it just broke your heart the way his eyes pricked with tears under the golden lights of the ballroom.

“Are you prepared, as you follow the path of Marriage, to love and honour each other for as long as you both shall live?”

“I am” your husband-to-be declared, smiling brightly down at you, and you swore you could hear your mum gasp.

Even the priest himself looked unsure as he turned to you. He raised a brow, waiting for a response.

“Y/n! Just say it” your mum hissed from her place on the front row, squeezing the life out of your father’s hand.

But as you turned to look at her, your eyes caught his. He was sitting just beside your parents, per your request, and you cursed yourself for that, because, still looking at him, you shook your head, “I’m not.”

Now you were rushing down the halls of the enormous castle — your heels clattering down the corridor which lead to your room. Your parents were calling your name desperately, but that’s just a guess because the pounding of your heart and your sobs wouldn’t really let you hear them or anything, for that matter.

Opening the door to your room, you entered and closed it behind you. You threw your heels somewhere around the room, knees ready to give out as you fell down onto the fuzzy rug.

You couldn’t really describe how you felt, but one thing was for sure; you were mad at yourself. Mad at yourself because you’d disappointed your parents, hurt your ex fiancé and most important— “Princess Y/n?” there he was. The most important reason. His voice was soft and so were his knocks.

You wiped at your cheeks hurriedly, before you yelled a weak ‘go away.’

But James knew better than to just go away. He’d done that multiple times before. Like the time he ran away when you first confessed your feelings for him, or the time you’d tried to kiss him. But not now. With a pounding heart, James’ shaky hands reached for the handle, opening the door like he was too weak to only use one hand. He felt too weak, anyway.

“Can’t go away” he sighed softly when he caught sight of you. Your face was red and you were drowning in your own tears, and it was all because of him. “Please don’t make me do it, petal” he begged meekly, taking slow steps towards your shaking frame.

You sniffled, wiping your nose with your oh so expensive bejewelled dress. “You always do. Why’s it different now?”

James was at a loss for words. You were right, you both knew it. But he couldn’t back away just now, he had to make things right. God, he wanted it so bad.

“You left him” he whispered, coming to a halt and sat down in front of you. You hummed in agreement. “Why?”

You sighed, toying with your fingers as you thought about it. What was the reason? It was so crude of him if he only wanted to hear you say it again, so he can run off.

Yet, you couldn’t help but do it all over again, for the millionth time. Your heart was used to it, getting broken. It’s not like it was ever fixed to begin with. “Couldn’t love him” you admitted softly, your voice hoarse as your cheeks burned with anticipation — another night crying yourself to sleep, you thought. “Couldn’t- I couldn’t look at him without...” you paused, taking a deep breath, “wishing you’d love me the way he did.”

The words burned your tongue and stabbed your heart all at the same time. You were a complete mess in front of James Potter, waiting for him to run away like he always did. You were prepared to hear his excuses all over again; “you can’t love me, petal. ‘s not fair to them” or maybe even “you’re perfect, little love. don’t waste yourself on me.”

But this time, James stayed. It was like he wanted to run off but his feet were glued to your pink fuzzy rug that he’d always tease you about. He watched you fall apart in front of him, shaking under his helpless gaze. He’d never seen you like that before.

And before he could back away, his arms were pulling you onto his lap, gently squeezing you against his chest. He left endless kisses on your hairline, murmuring “M sorry, doll. So so sorry. Please look at me, please. Let me see your pretty face” he was pleading with both his voice and eyes, arms still holding you flush against him.

“Don’t go please” you whimpered, moving your face from the crook of his neck, face swollen as you pouted deeply. “Don’t wanna be without you.”

James whined desperately, wanting to punch himself in the face for making you suffer for him for so long. “Petal, ‘m not leaving” he moved away the hair that was sticking to your face due to your tears, his eyes softening when they locked with yours. That was for merely a second, because he noticed how unfocused your eyes were. “Oh, babydoll” he whispered, taking your face in his hands and bringing it closer to his.

“Jamie” you whimpered, pawing at his chest and shoulders, desperate to feel him close to you, to feel his warmth. “I-If I’m good for you... Will you love me, Jamie?” your voice was meek, eyes hopeful as you looked up.

“I already do, sweetheart. I love you more than life itself. I promise. You don’t have to do anything” James kissed your head, trying his best to resist the way you’d started dry humping him. Sure, his cock was rock hard and he wanted nothing more than to feel you around him, to pound into you; but he couldn’t. He didn’t want you to do it only because you knew it’s what he wanted.

With a loud cry of his name, you continued to grind against him, “no you don’t. You just- just want me to fall asleep so you can-” you whimpered trying to hold in your release, “so you can leave.”

“Sweetheart, no” James shook his head, placing his hands on your waist as he squeezed gently, “I’m not leaving I- fuck. Fuck, please don’t stop” he had grown eager himself, guiding your hips harder and faster. It was almost funny how desperate you were, holding onto each other for good.

“N-no, don’t” James breathed out and you stopped, out of breath and panting against each other as you fell flush on his chest. “Don’t wanna cum like this, ‘s not what you deserve on our first time, petal.”

You nodded, taking deep breaths as the ringing in your ears faded slowly. “Do whatever you want with me, Jamie. But don’t be gentle.”

If James were to die right then, he would surely die a happy man. Your innocent offer made him grunt, his painfully hard cock twitching inside his black dress pants.

He licked his lips in anticipation as he placed you gently on your bed, your short dress riding up and exposing the bare skin of your thighs to him. Admiring your body and softly running his head up your thighs, the dress was now around your waist, leaving you almost bare for him, but not enough. “C-can I take them off?” he begged, pretty blue eyes gazing hopefully into yours.

It made arousal pool in your panties, his shyness. But James wasn’t inexperienced, that was for sure. At least, that’s what you’d heard around the castle from your maids.

“Please” you bit your lip, gasping when James’ fingers reached the waistband of your underwear, it was almost too fast, because you closed your eyes for a second and when you opened them again, your underwear was off, thrown somewhere.

“Oh, princess” he sighed contently, watching your wet pussy clench around nothing, awaiting his curious hands. “You poor thing. It must be aching down there, huh?” he teased, his fingers gathering your wetness as used them to spread it all over your pussy. You only whimpered in response, murmuring a soft ‘touch, please’.

And next thing you knew, James’ face was buried into your cunt. He was licking and suckling at your clit, his thick fingers circling your hole, and he finally pushed in, little by little. “I-I...” you cut yourself off with a gasp, pretty moans escaping your lips, and your fingers tangled in his hair, pushing his face further into your cunt, if that was even possible.

James hummed against you, the vibrations making your eyes roll back into your skull, thighs shuddering as they closed around the bespectacled boy’s head. You needed him much much closer, and even if he wasn’t able to do that, you could tell he was trying his hardest.

“Jamie... Jamie, ‘m close” you mewled, slightly tugging at his hair as he groaned, digging his nails into the soft flesh of your thighs. He looked up hazily, nipping softly at your clit. “Give it t’me, baby. God, I can’t wait to taste you” he whined against your cunt, his movements never faltering.

You hummed, breath catching in your throat several times as he helped you reach your high, completely devouring your cunt. “Cum. Gonna cum” you warned bucking your hips towards his face, and James decided it was the right moment he’d curl his fingers inside you, hitting your gspot.

And that was when your knees gave in, legs shaking around James’ head, his strong arms holding you down against the mattress. “So good, Jamie” you shook with pleasure while you released into his mouth, the male lapping at your juices like a starved man.

Your words sure did things to him, things he normally was too proud to admit, but now, as you layed prettily, body limp against the mattress, James couldn’t help but praise you infinitely. “Taste so so sweet, baby. And y’did so well, looked so pretty when you came f’Jamie, petal. Wan’ see it again.”

He was eager, if you couldn’t already tell by his hard cock. He was shifting uncomfortably atop your bed, his trousers squeezing at his hard dick. “Cock” you murmured, raising your upper body as your rather curious hands reached for the zip of his trousers, pulling it down. “Wanna cum on your cock now” your voice was rather demanding, but James let you off, considering it was your first time together.

James’ trembling hands took his cock out of his underwear, shuddering when he gripped the base of it. “Can I spit? Pretty please, J” you asked just when he was about to, and with a curt nod, you lowered your head, gathering some saliva before you let it drip onto his reddish tip. “S-shit” he hissed, squeezing his eyes shut.

You let him have his moment, watching adoringly as his cock twitched in his hand, tears wetting his cheeks as he bucked his hips forward. “Y’pretty, Jamie” you praised meekly, leaning back against the pillows, legs spread wide for him.

When he opened his eyes, James could scream. And did he. With a guttural grunt of your name, James sheathed himself into you, his girth forcing your much smaller hole to stretch, forcing it in.

You cried out, pawing at his back, feeling your stomach burn with pain, the sudden intrusion causing your legs to hurt considerably. “Hurts, hurts so bad,” you whimpered into his neck, causing James to slowly pull out of you, which made you whine at the emptiness, closing your legs at the small of his back. “Sorry, ‘m sorry! Didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You’re fine,” he cooed, laying a sweet kiss on your forehead “m sorry for acting like a fuckin’ virgin” he scolded himself, lining his cock at your entrance once again, this time though, more gently. “Ready, petal?”

You nodded, fingers lacing with his as your other hand rested on the back of his neck, gently rubbing. “Okay” James breathed anxiously, and as he struggled to fill you up, you both gasped, holding onto each other for good.

His mouth fell open and so did yours, your little gasps for air in perfect harmony with his moans. It was hot, painful — perfect.

You watched his chest heave as he slammed his hips forward, his girth making your legs quiver every time he’d hit your gspot. “Fucking hell, petal” he whispered, head dropping in the crook of your neck, wandering lips kissing and suckling at your skin.

“Like that” you mewled, closing your eyes in pure bliss. James was reaching places and making you feel things no one’d ever done. “J-just like that, Jamie.”

James hummed contently, occasionally taking deep breaths when he was able to. He kept thrusting into you, your nails scratching at his back as you whimpered small praises, your eyes in tears as he peppered sweet pecks along you neck and shoulders. “Cum” you mewled, tugging at his curls rather harshly because James whined against your neck, biting gently at your shoulder, “needa cum, Jamie- wanna cum with you” you chocked over your sobs, out of breath as the familiar ringing of your ears came back.

James wasn’t any different; his legs were weak and he felt tired, but he still wanted to fuck you for hours and hours on end. But he was listening to his brain as well. “Y/n/n- I can’t- You know I can’t-”

But it was too late. You were clenching around him, squeezing the life out of him as you shook with pleasure, whimpers of his name leaving your mouth like a prayer. And James was a strong man, but for his little dove he’d always be the weakest of them all.

And so he did. In a moment or two, he stilled inside of you, emptying himself onto your walls, but still trying his best to keep thrusting into you, to ride you through your orgasms. “Good bunny, petal” he praised, face still buried against your neck, refusing to pull out anytime soon.

You stayed like that for a while, flush against each other, consuming the other’s sweet scent. It was almost unbelievable for someone to love like that.

Later on, as he cleaned you up, you couldn’t help the endless thoughts and questions running through your mind. Was that it? Did it mean something to him? Is he-

“Petal” he called softly, smiling up at your pensive expression. Your eyes immediately focused on him, raising a brow in question. “D’you really think I’m that much of a jerk to just sleep with you and then leave you like that?”

He seemed offended? Well, he always was. But now he seemed rather hurt, like he was hoping for something else, a little bit more trust.

“No! I... I don’t know, Jamie” you sighed, fiddling with your fingers nervously. “S hard loving you... You just, you always run off and I’m left alone. Don’t like being without you.”

James rushed to kiss your pout away, holding the back of your neck to pull you deeper into the kiss. And you realised that that was the first time your lips ever felt his. And it wasn’t like anything you’d imagined. He was sweet and passionate, even desperate.

Pulling away, James rested his forehead against yours, maintaining eye contact the whole time. “I know I’ve been a jerk, Y/n/n. But I just couldn’t do it. Loved you so much I couldn’t even begin to think that you’d ever like me back. But you did and- and when you said it I just didn’t know how to handle it. Felt like a shy little kid around you and- my point is; I love you, sweetheart. Just wanna have you here with me all the time, wanna love you and, and just do whatever it takes to make you happy, alright? All I’ve ever wanted was to see you happy, just can’t... can’t believe I get to be the one making you happy.”

His little speech made your heart triple in size and you pecked his nose, murmuring softly, “Pinky promise, Jamie?” you stuck your pinky out for him, and he chuckled, knowing that you only used it for very special occasions. So he linked his pinky with yours, shaking it lightly.

“Pinky promise, petal.”

[hispipsqueak]

Hunger

Beel x F!Reader NSFW

Synopsis: After a chaotic week at the House of Lamentation, you need a night out and your favorite demon is there to accompany you in more ways than one.

A/N: Hello! Here’s another smut of my favorite demon brother. I just really like Beel and so this is some v self-indulgent content. As always, likes and shares are mighty appreciated <3 Also there is a mention of Beel lifting the reader up during this. I HC all the brothers as extremely inhumanly strong and big so they could EASILY lift anyone up regardless of size. I know some people may get uncomfortable with that, but we are inclusive in these parts.

Tags/TW: unprotected sex, drunk/tipsy sex, distracted driving, rough sex, demon sex, drinking, creampie, slight cumflation?

You woke up to the sound of fighting outside your door. 

  “Mammon, I know you took it. That’s LIMITED EDITION Ruri-chan merch, you scum!”

“I didn’t take ANYTHING! Why ya’ always accusin’ me?”

“Are you two going to keep fighting? I’m trying to get beauty sleep! I require at least 9 hours for my youthful complexion!”

“Ridiculous.”

“HEY! Don’t do that!”

“Tell him to give it back!”

“Or what?”

You grabbed your pillow and pressed it against your face. Living with the demons was an...experience, to say the least. You could still make out the muffled voices even through the soft fabric and let out a low groan. You threw open the door.

“Mammon, stop being an ass and give the figure back. Levi, keep your door locked. Asmo, your complexion is fine. SHUT UP.”

The boys stopped yelling and looked at you. It was rare for you to yell at them, but you were TIRED. They had kept you up half the night with pointless arguments and texts asking you to be on their side and you were exhausted from it.

Mammon was the first to speak.

“Yeah, you heard her. You guys keep trying to start fights and it’s exhausting the poor human.” He threw his arm around you, and you groaned. 

“You know what? You clearly don’t listen to me. It’s fine. But you’re gonna regret it. I can’t be so stressed all the time with this. I’m going out tonight. AND I DON’T WANT ANY OF YOU TO JOIN ME!”

Lucifer appeared out of nowhere and glared at you.

“That’s impossible. You know it’s too dangerous for a human to go out by themselves here. I’ll go with you.”

His stare was piercing into your soul, but you stood your ground. You fought the shakiness in your voice.

“No. I made it very clear. I do not want any of you to join me. Respect my decision.”

An audible gasp came from one of the boys. No one stood up to Lucifer. Sure Satan and Belphie argued with him, but coming from you? This was going to be interesting.

“You are not leaving this house without a chaperone. Now you can either stay in, or I will accompany you.”

You narrowed your eyes. And then an idea in the shape of an orange haired demon boy came walking down the hall.

“Fine. I’ll take Beel.”

The rest of the brothers began to protest.

“I’ll go!”

“No, me. She’s my human!”

“Seriously?? Beel?”

“ENOUGH.” Lucifer bellowed, silencing everyone. Before he could continue, you interjected.

“Beel will you go with me to The Fall tonight?”

Beel looked up from his bag of chips. His lack of situational awareness when he was focused on food was astonishing really.

“Of course MC, and we can grab dinner after too.”

You cocked your head at Lucifer.

“Then it’s settled.”

And with that, you turned back into your room and slammed the door.

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The night couldn’t come fast enough. You had been ignoring texts and knocks on your door all day from the rest of the brothers and you were ready to go drink, dance, and flirt the night away.

You didn’t expect Beel to do much of either but he was good company and you know he would get the best food in town. As you finished applying your makeup, you heard a knock at the door. Beel’s deep voice rang out.

“You ready, MC?”

You took another look in the mirror. Your black dress accented every curve of your body. The halter top showed off your shoulders and the keyhole cut showed off your cleavage. Your hair was loosely tousled and you spritzed a bit of perfume over yourself before heading to the door. 

“Yeah I’m—” Your voice caught in your throat.

Beel, the goofy, relaxed guy cleaned up WELL. He had a dark leather jacket over a white v-neck that accentuated his muscular figure. He had a few silver chains layered around his neck and a couple silver rings on his hands. He was wearing dark jeans and black boots and...fuck...he looked HOT.

You always knew Beel was attractive, but this...this was new. You had half a mind to cancel the night and drag him into your bed.

You turned away, to grab your handbag and hide your heated face and Beel took the opportunity to stare at you. He had always found you gorgeous, but knowing he was the lucky guy accompanying you to the club had him feeling some type of way. HIs eyes roamed your body and locked on every inch of skin exposed. He could feel his body heat up and when you finally had grabbed your stuff, he prayed you wouldn’t notice his apparent blush.

The two of you headed to his car, a shiny black Ferrari, and he opened the door to let you in the passenger seat. You could tell he had cleaned it, since the usual bed of snack wrappers that adorned the interior were gone. You smiled at the gesture and he waited until you were situated before closing the door and getting in on his side. 

As he drove to the Fall, you admired him. His body was massive and built and his hands, god his hands, looked so good gripping the wheel. You imagined what they would feel like wrapped around your neck or clutching the sheets —

“...I really think it would be cool!”

You blinked. 

“Sorry, I completely spaced out. What?”

He glanced at you and chuckled.

“You look like you’re thinking a lot about something. What’s up?”

You shrugged your shoulders. “I’m just happy I get to have fun tonight.” You shot him a smile.

Beel blushed. “I’m happy I get to hang out with you.”

He pulled into the parking space and opened your door for you. As the two of you walked towards the entrance of the club, he could see a few demons checking you out. He pulled you close to him and wrapped his hand around your waist, before throwing them a dark look.

Your mind reeled. You pressed into him and could smell the spicy scent of his cologne. You hoped the dimness of the club and the thumping music hid how much your heart was beating. You flagged down a waitress for a shot of something and handed one to Beel. The two of you toasted before downing the glasses.

The sweet liquid electrified you and you could feel your body loosen. You looked at Beel to see him licking his lips. He grabbed two more glasses from a passing waiter and passed one to you. Another clink of the shot glasses and this time the drink was rich and fiery as it slid down your throat. As the two of you polished off more drinks, you began to feel restless.

You tugged on his hand, emboldened by the alcohol.

“Dance with me.”

He nodded and let you pull him into the sea of moving bodies.

You pressed yourself against him with your back to his chest. His hands were wrapped around you, gently but firmly pulling you into him. The bass drummed in your body and you threw your head back into him. The combination of alcohol and the crowd, not to mention his fingers sliding down your thighs made your body heat up and you felt so good. 

Beel leaned into you, tilting his head down. His breath tickled your ear, as his low voice whispered. 

“How do you feel, cupcake?”

“Good, so good.” you breathed out, not even sure if he heard you. He must have though, because he twirled you so you were facing him. You looked up at him through your eyelashes. His skin was flushed and he had a cute smirk on his lips. The flashing club lights cast a hazy neon glow behind him. Before you could stop yourself, you pressed your lips against his.

His mouth tasted sweet and warm. He deepened the kiss as his hands ran down your back, gripping at your ass. Your tongues danced in each other’s mouths and you dug your nails into his shirt, feeling the hard muscles underneath. You could feel his excitement press against your thigh through his jeans and you let out a soft moan into his mouth. 

Beel let out a pained groan. 

“I need you, right now.” he whispered into your neck, pressing hungry kisses down.

“Not here. Home.” you gasped out. While you weren’t against fucking in the club bathroom, Beel was the largest demon there and it would be plainly obvious if you tried to sneak in with each other.

He nodded and pulled your hand as you headed out of the building. You made your way to his car while he continued to kiss and suck on every bit of exposed skin. He pushed you up against the door of the black car and kissed you eagerly.

“Fuck...cupcake, you’re so delicious. Need more of you.”

You moaned. It was taking all of your willpower to not let him bend you over the hood of his car, but you resisted. 

“Take us home and then show me how much you need me.” You whispered into his neck, before leaving a soft kiss. 

As Beel drove, his other hand was gripping your thigh, dangerously close to your heat. You leaned over and kissed down his neck, leaving soft bites on the sensitive skin. He let out a low grunt, and slid his hand up your dress, running a thick finger across your clothed pussy. You were soaked and he could feel your arousal through the thin fabric.

You grinded against his hand, craving any bit of stimulation from him. He pressed his fingers against you, teasing your slit through your clothes. 

The car slowed in front of the House of Lamentation and he pulled his hand away. He turned to you and whispered.

“We have to be quiet.”

The two of you stumbled into the house, looking around for any of the other occupants. It was dark and silent. Beel pushed you against the heavy front door and kissed you deeply. You wrapped your hands around his shoulders as he lifted you up with your back against the door. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he continued kissing your lips, trailing down your neck and shoulders.

“Beel we should go. Someone might see us!” You breathed out, half delirious from how good his mouth felt on you.

“Good. I want them to know you’re mine.” he growled into your skin, leaving what was sure to be dark marks to explain away later.

“Lucifer will kill us.” You giggled, though your resolve was crumbling away with every kiss. Beel grunted, and then pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours. His amethyst eyes sparkled from the moonlight.

“Yeah, actually that is a pretty scary thought. Let’s go to your room.”

The two of you crept to your door, being extra cautious when you passed each brother’s room. As soon as you clicked the lock, Beel picked you up and easily tossed you onto the plush bedsheets. 

“Finally.” He growled, before pushing up your dress and pressing hot kisses against your thighs. You let out a soft whimper. He tugged at the thin lacy material covering you and you felt him smirk against you.

“So pretty.”

He slowly dragged them down and pressed his mouth against your folds. His tongue flattened and lapped at your cunt, eliciting a loud moan from you. He circled your clit with his tongue, before sucking it into his mouth. You clawed at the sheets. 

“Fuck...Beel please! Need you.”

He continued his delicious assault on your body, pressing his tongue inside you.

“You taste so good. Please cum in my mouth. Wan’ taste you” He mumbled into your pussy. You writhed against his mouth and you could feel your thighs tense up and attempt to close on him. He gripped into the soft flesh of them and forced your legs apart while he continued, pushing you closer to your release.

“Fuck...Beel! I’m gonna–”, was all you could muster before you felt the rush of your orgasm hit you. He groaned into your cunt as he guzzled you down.  Your eyes fluttered and you tried to push his head away.

“No...mine...so good.” He moaned hungrily. Your body shook against him.

“S’ sensitive, please…” you begged. Beel was the avatar of gluttony and you knew he could spend days between your thighs but you wanted him, all of him.

He pulled away, his face wet with your juices. His eyes were hazy and unfocused and he looked drunk on you. He pulled off his shirt and jeans before pushing you back into the soft bed. You took this moment to take a look at his cock and your eyes widened. Before you could panic, he was on top of you. His silver chains dangled off his neck as he towered over you and his hands held your wrists above your head. You gazed up at him and your breath hitched as he lined his cock up with your entrance. Beel was BIG and you knew it was going to be a tight squeeze. Sensing your hesitation, he pressed a kiss to your lips.

“I’ll go slow and tell me if you need me to stop.” He looked at you waiting for confirmation. You nodded and bit your lip.

“Please…” you whispered and he pushed into you.

The stretch was intense and your eyes watered as he eased himself into you. But quickly the pain morphed into an intense pleasure. You felt every vein of his cock press against your walls and he stilled. 

“You okay, cupcake?” 

You nodded, and he pulled slightly out before slowly rocking back into you. You felt so full and started to buck your hips against him. He started fucking into you faster and you cried out as his cock hit the most pleasurable spots inside you.

“Fuck...fuck...fuck. So good! Feel’s so fucking good.” you moaned out as Beel slammed into you. You opened your eyes and noticed Beel had transformed into his demon form. His horns glinted in the light that streamed in from your window and your eyes rolled back. 

“So good. Squeezing me so tight...I wanted this so long. Let me claim you, MC. Make you mine.” Beel grunted as he fucked you into the mattress. You could feel his claws dig into the skin around your wrist and you squeezed your legs around him, pressing him closer into you.

“Yes...I’m yours! Please...fuck me, use me. I need you so goddamn bad!” you wailed, feeling your second orgasm of the night rapidly approach you. He kissed you hard and you tasted the desire on his tongue as you thrashed under him. You could feel the soft walls of your cunt clenching tighter against his cock and every cell in your body was on the edge of explosion. You felt stars dance behind your eyes and you gripped at his biceps, dragging your nails down across the lightly tanned skin.

“I’m gonna–gonna…” Beel grunted, his thrusts getting sloppier and faster. His breath was ragged and he pushed his cock as deep as he could. 

Your pussy clamped down around his cock and you arched your back from the sheets as you gushed around him. Beel’s eyes rolled back and he groaned as he shot his cum deep inside you. You could feel his hot cum spurt into your cunt and he gripped your shoulders tightly as he rode out his release. He slowly pulled out of you, before using two fingers to scoop the dripping cum back into your hole.

“So good. So full.” He mumbled. You looked down and could see the slight bulge from the amount of cum he had filled you with. You laid back down and sighed in satisfaction.

“Fuck that was amazing.” you whispered, suddenly aware of how loud the two of you had been.

He got up and pulled you against his chest, running his fingers through your hair.

“It really was. I wanna do that again.” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your head. You giggled and buried deeper in his chest.

“Maybe not tonight, but yes we will definitely do that again.” you mumbled into him, smiling as your eyes started to close. Before the both of you drifted off to sleep, your eyes widened.

“Beel!” you whispered, startling him awake, “We never got dinner!”

It was silent for a moment before the two of you burst into laughter. Beel grinned before softly speaking.

“It’s strange MC. When I’m with you, I don’t feel as hungry. It’s like another part of me is full.”

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. A soft smile danced on your lips and you kissed him, pouring as much love into the kiss as possible. You pulled away and buried yourself into the crook of his neck, and as your breath slowed and you fell deeper into sleep, Beel wrapped himself around you and let himself rest.

[fightxxmexxshiggy]

HOT DAY AND A TIRED MAN

This fic is dedicated to @lovelyladyraven for being my first ever paid commission.

Shouta Aizawa x fem reader

Tw:dangerous situation, breeding, OVERSTIMULATION

Word count: 3.5k

This was not how you had planned to spend your day. Your boss had decided that the roof needed to be cleaned on the second hottest day this summer! Of course you were the only one who had just finished up their task so he sent you to do it by yourself with a promise of sending the next available person up to switch with you soon. Instead you had spent two hours cleaning up dirt and shining the vents on a roof that no one but maintenance workers ever set foot on! Once you had seen how much time had passed you went to the door with every intention of stomping down the stairs and clocking out, not willing to do overtime just to clean a roof. But the knob wouldn't turn no matter how hard you pulled. You banged on the door a few times only to realize that one of the idiots that you work with had locked the door. Quickly you took out your phone and called the store phone no answer, then your boss's phone no answer, then you called the two other coworkers who had been working with you today. Not a single person answered you! You went over to the side of the building that looked over the parking lot seeing that all their cars were already gone from their usual spots. The bastards had left for the day and left you locked on the roof with no way to go home or even get water. You tried for another 30 minutes to reach your boss and coworkers only for them to start rejecting your calls. They did this on purpose. You went and sat in the shade of the roof door access and took a few calming breaths. You knew that they weren't going to come back until tomorrow and you also knew that they probably expected you to sit up here and cry waiting till morning for them to come and "save" you. So instead you looked up the number for the local fire department. Once someone picked up you heard a deep gravelly voice through the speaker. 

"Fire station 6 what can I help you with?" 

The man seemed tired and kind of put out but instead of apologizing for bothering him like your brain was screaming at you to do, you cleared your throat and spoke. You gave him a detailed rundown of your situation and explained that you would have called the emergency line first except your boss's wife worked the police directory and if he was locking you on the roof like this you were afraid that his wife would just not send anyone to help you. It was a small town and things like that were constantly looked over as long as you knew the right people. He hummed in agreement.

" That's sad but true. I know your boss and his wife well enough that you're probably 100 percent right about what they would do and how they would cover this up. They've done it before. Me and a few guys will be there in about 20 minutes to come get you down. Just keep calm and do your best to stay out of the sun until then we don't need you getting any more dehydrated than you already are."

He gave a quick goodbye and hung up. You breathed a sigh of relief knowing that you had chosen correctly when you called the fire station. You sat in the shade and tried to put a face to the voice of the tired firefighter who would be coming to free you from your rooftop prison. Like a fool you had never asked his name. As you thought about it you started to get a bit lightheaded. It had definitely been too long since you had any water. The heat was starting to get to you now that your adrenaline had stopped pumping so hard. With nothing else to do you layed down as much in the shade as you could and did a breathing exercise. During your exercise you must have blacked out because the next thing you knew you were being carried down the stairs in a set of strong arms. 

The person carrying you was speaking to you but you couldn't make out what they were saying over the fog that was covering your brain. You knew the sound of that voice though. It was the tired firefighter but he sounded a whole lot less tired and a whole lot more angry. You really hoped he wasn't angry at you. Maybe you were too heavy and he was annoyed at having to lug you down the stairs. With a weak hand you reached up maybe to apologize somehow, but ended up cupping his cheek. His stubble felt funny in your already funny feeling hand. He stopped walking at the feeling of your hand on his face. You still couldn't open your eyes so instead you mumbled a garbled sorry and proceeded to pass back out going limp. The last thing you heard was the tired firefighter yelling at someone, maybe you?

You woke up again this time to the feeling of something plastic on your face. Opening your eyes was still a bit too much for you so you listened and tried to figure out what was going on. You vaguely remember the tired voice you had spoken to before you felt light headed and the feeling of being carried. As you listened you could make out the sounds of machines. Slowly you took stock of your body. You were sore and kinda warm but you could move a little bit. You breathed deeply, finally realizing that the plastic was an oxygen tube. You were definitely in the hospital then. After a few more minutes your eyes were in good enough condition that you opened them to look around the room. When you did you saw someone slumped in the chair in the corner. This was incredibly strange since you had no family in this town. Doing your best you cleared your throat preparing to ask who they were. At your sound the person's head shot up, eyes wide. 

It was a man with tired eyes and long black hair that was on the scruffy side; it easily matched the stubble of a beard on his chin and cheeks. He stood up definitely tall enough to tower over you even when you were standing up yourself. The man walked to your bedside and took a deep breath before speaking. 

"It's good to see you awake little one. I was beginning to think you weren't going to wake up. I'm the firefighter you spoke to asking for help when you were on the roof. I have a lot to explain to you but I'm gonna call the doctor in and have them look you over before anything else."

He called out into the hall after that and a doctor and a nurse bustled into the room within minutes. Your throat was too dry to answer their questions so you stuck to little nods and head shakes as they began to check your vitals and adjust your iv drip. Once they were sure you were stable enough you were once again left with your savior and no voice to thank him with. He came closer and pulled the chair along with him to settle in for your conversation. 

"So you've been out of it for about 3 days. You got sunstroke while you were on the roof and your boss had double locked the door to get in and the door to the roof which slowed us down in getting to you. Your boss and his wife and your 2 coworkers have all been arrested. It was your boss's idea though apparently he kept hitting on you but you didn't give him the time of day so he wanted to teach you a lesson. His wife had your name flagged so that if you had called for help it would have given a dispatcher a notification to ignore you as a false reporter. His wife found out about his interest in you and was planning on making sure you were stuck on that roof all night. Your coworkers just went along with it because they didn't want to deal with your boss's anger."

Hearing all this pissed you off beyond belief. They could have killed you all because you would be a man's mistress and the man's wife would rather hurt someone than confront her husband. He looked at your face and patted your knee knowing there was nothing he could say that would make you feel any better about this. You looked up at him and grabbed his hand and brought it to your forehead, touching his knuckles there before placing a kiss on them. You were kind of happy that you couldn't really talk just yet because the blush on this man's cheeks was well worth the dry throat. He poured you a cup of water and handed it to you. You gave him a small smile and drank it gratefully. 

Eventually you could speak some and the two of you formally introduced yourselves. He was Shouta Aizawa, the fire station chief and local fire safety instructor for this area. He hadn't felt right leaving you alone after he had gotten you off the roof and found that you lived alone in this town. He came off very blunt and serious but you could see his deep kindness in his actions. The doctors came back in, cutting your conversation short and making Shouta go back to his spot in the corner. After a few more checks the doctors cleared you to go home the following day as long as you had someone to watch over you for the next three days till your follow up appointment was. You frowned cause you did have any close friends who could do that for you. As you pondered over it you heard Shouta's voice over the doctor's. 

"If you don't have a problem I can have you stay over in the guestroom at my house. I was already on a temp leave due to watching over you here so it wouldn't be much different with you at my house."

This man with a deep whiskey voice truly had a heart of gold. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth you readily agreed. After you had been up a few more hours and had a little bit to eat, Shouta left with the promise of a freshly cleaned room waiting for you tomorrow. You fell asleep that night feeling more cared for than you ever truly had. You woke up again slightly disoriented and thirsty but in much better condition than you had been the day prior. It was early so you took your time shaking the numbness out of your limbs and getting back your bearings. The nurse came in fussing about you standing with calling anyone to be a catcher for you. She stopped fussing though when she realized that you were indeed stable enough to walk to the bathroom alone. 

Shouta had called the nurses station around 10 to let them know he'd be there by 12. With a few puppy dog looks you had a shower chair and an orderly who helped wash your hair and walk you back to bed. They had given you some hospital pajamas that you happily wore instead of the ugly gowns you had woken up in. You were clean and relaxed by the time Shouta had arrived to sign you out of the hospital. A nurse came around with a wheelchair and wheeled you down to the exit while the car was brought around. Shouta opened the door for the backseat but instead of giving you a hand to climb in he leaned down and scooped you out of the chair. Once you had been sat comfortably on the seat he shut the door leaving you with a moment to appreciate just how strong his arms were.

The drive to Shouta's home was relatively quick as is the way of small towns. His house was nice and seemed to be a cozy ranch style. After pulling into the garage you tried to get out yourself only to be caught up against a hard chest as your legs gave out the moment they were made to take your full weight. You looked up to see an exasperated glare. Part of your brain filled with chastised thoughts as the other filled with dirty thoughts. You really had to be better behaved when It came to your savior and benefactor but with him being so sinfully attractive it was kinda hard to do. Once again you were carried by the tired man this time into his home and deposited on the lone couch in his living room. He sat on his coffee table and faced you with a sigh. 

"You're really gonna have to rely on me for a few days brat. Your body is trying to heal and you pushing it as you just did isn't doing the process any favors."

You sighed and agreed with him. After a short conversation about a few things you might need from the store and checking about any food allergies he got ready and  headed to the store. You sat alone watching tv before clicking into his YouTube app to see what he watched most. A loud laugh burst from your chest as you realized that most of his watch history was full of cat videos and a few interviews with a local late night radio host. You watched the radio hosts videos thoroughly entertained by his boisterous personality. The next thing you knew you were being shaken awake by Shouta having fallen asleep with videos still playing on the tv. He helped you up and walked you to the bathroom and waited outside before scooping you up yet again. He was making it so damn hard not to think dirty thoughts when he kept carrying you around as if you were a small animal or something. Like sir the butterflies are in the stomach now but they will quickly fly south if you keep being so quietly sexy. A few hours later you were lying in bed when your thoughts finally got the best of you and had you touching your pussy as images of Shouta glaring down at you with his arms crossed showed behind your eyelids.

You had no idea how loud you were being as you rubbed your clit harshly, trying to get to the finish line. As you came you choked out his name. While you panted and came down from your high Shouta made his way back to his room quietly. He leaned back against his door and made a call before laying in his bed to jerk his very hard, very neglected cock. His brain kept replaying the sounds you made, the way you choked out his name as you came, how a satisfied little smile curled on your lips after you reached the finish line. He came with a growl, satisfied but not. He was definitely going to end up in trouble by the end of the week and he couldn't find it in himself to care. The following two days followed the same pattern, spending the day together and spending the night getting off to thoughts of the other in separate rooms. Though you were surprised to find that Shouta regularly walked around the house in nothing but sweatpants holding a full mug of coffee. On the fourth day you had become well enough to no longer need to be carried or walked everywhere. You were a little confused by Shouta's attitude as he had been glaring at the space above your head for most of the day. Finally tired of him doing this, you confronted him about it. You were not expecting his answer in the slightest. 

"I've spent the last three nights hearing you play with your pussy while calling my name, I'm hard enough to hammer nails and I can't get out any over this energy cause I'm supposed to be watching out for you. All I wanna do is fuck you till you lose your mind. me glaring above your head has been me doing my best not to seduce you like an asshole."

He said everything in such a deadpan manner that you couldn't help but laugh. Once you caught your breath you grinned at him and pulled your shirt off over your head. Sitting on his couch with your tits hanging free and your nipples hardening in the cool air you proceeded to play with them. You were immediately picked up and taken to his room before being dropped on the bed. Never let it be said that the tired man couldn't move fast as you were stripped of your remaining clothes before he stripped himself bare. He pulled you to the edge of his bed by your ankles and dropped to his knees, a fierce smile on his lips. 

"Been wanting to taste this bratty pussy for days. Bet it's as sweet as it looks."

His first lick was long. From your hole all the way over your clit. The squeak you let out at the feeling only made him more hungry. He spent what felt like an endless amount of time licking and thrusting his tongue as deep into your pussy as he could. By the time he finally gave your clit some much needed attention his chin was covered in pussy juice and your hole was fluttering as if it was seeking to be filled. Shouta teased you with a few small licks over your clit, making you whine and beg him to give you more. His arms wrapped around your thighs as he locked eyes with you and sucked your clit into his mouth. He sucked hard making you scream and thrash wildly. Your hands were buried in his hair as you squirted into his mouth. Your hips only stayed on the bed because of his strong arms keeping you in place. When he finally released your clit pussy juice was steadily leaking from your still twitching hole. 

"Oh did I break you already? You were so bold before and now you're just a mess. Think you can take my cock or do you want me to tuck you in for a nap."

The shit eating grin on his face was enough for you to pull his hair and glare at him. He sat up and shoved your wrists above your head to hold in one of his large hands. Slowly he worked his fat dripping cock into your almost too tight pussy. You whined and moaned his name as he finally bottomed out hitting your back wall. He stretched you more than you ever had been before but it was so damn good. Shouta started slow, one hand gripping your thigh as he ignored your demands for him to speed up.

"You're gonna take what I give you like a good girl or I'll just pull out and cum all over you right now."

That shut you up except for the constant stream of moans that left your throat. Just as you were finally getting used to being split by such a thick cock he changed his rhythm. Fast pounding thrusts that knocked the breath from your lungs were nearly constant. You didn't have enough breath to scream so you sobbed. Your half words were incoherent except for "sho please." Shouta leaned down and whispered in your ear as his thrusts once again spread up. He bit your ear lobe before making you lose your mind. 

"Such a tight little hole. I can't believe I had the strength to ignore it for three days. I could have at least eaten it while you laid back and rested. God I'm gonna have you for breakfast tomorrow." 

The utter heat in his words threw you over the edge making you cum so hard you began to shake. He growled as your pussy clenched down on him. Shouta sunk his teeth into the pillow by your head before shoving his cock against your cervix and shooting his cum against it. As soon as he finished cuming he started to thrust again. No slow start this time, just hard pounding thrusts that made you wail in pleasure. It didn't take long for you to cum again but Shouta lasted longer this time entirely fucking his cum out of you before finally cuming inside again just as deep as the first time. 

He pulled out and laid down next to you before pulling you on to his chest. You both panted trying to breathe like normal human beings again. Right as your breathing evened out you heard a voice from the doorway. And looked up to see the blonde radio host trailing his eyes over the two of you.

"I told you you wouldn't make it till I got home sho."

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Amethyst you so much

Summary: Spencer has had a crush on Y/N since she started working at the bau. She only ever works the night shift after a case, handling all the aftermath gracefully. one night, Spencer stays back and they strike up a conversation about rocks, causing their feelings to dig a little deeper.

Warnings: pure fluff, weed mention, hurt/comfort, grief and mourning

Word Count: 6.4K

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Late nights at the office had become his thing since Gideon left.

He couldn’t bring himself to go home some nights without a game of chess, a cup of coffee, and the ambiance of the post case staff working. He would’ve had no idea about what goes on after they close a case if he didn’t stay behind most nights.

The phone rings almost every 10 minutes, and it’s always answered by the sweetest voice. The fax machine never turns off, and the most beautiful girl in the world is always running around placing papers in different places.

He’s been smitten with her since she started here, 2 years ago. Never seeing much of her since she was switched to the night shift, always wanting to just watch her from afar, never speaking to her unless he needed to.

“Yes, again we are so sorry for the door,” he can hear her voice from the back corner of the room. “Agent Morgan will be paying for that out of his paycheck, don’t worry, Mr. Kennings. We’ll be sure to remember your hotel when we’re in the area again. The FBI has a very generous budget for overnight cases. Of course, you have a good night too.”

She hung the phone up harshly and let out a deep sigh. He turned around to see her face in her arms, resting against the desk. She looked done, completely fed up. He would be too.

She looked up then, noticing that he was making eye contact with her. She awkwardly smiled and waved at him, “sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry,” Spencer replied. “We asked for the key, I should have stopped him from kicking it in.”

She laughed then, walking over to his desk so she didn’t have to yell across the room. She sat on the corner of his desk lightly, “why do you stay every night?”

“Oh, um,” he wasn’t prepared for this. She had never talked to him before. She was barely able to even look at him when she used to place papers on his desk 2 years ago, now she was on his desk.

“I don’t like to bring the work home with me, it’s better to destress here before I go to my apartment,” he answered, half honestly.

She nodded slightly, “I get it. Luckily I go home in the mornings so the sun helps me feel better.”

“Going home in the dark isn’t fun,” she lightly smiled up at her.

“Do you want a coffee or anything?” She asked softly, “seeing as I am still your assistant as long as you’re here?”

He laughed lightly, “I would, but I’d like to join you in the staff room for it?”

“Okay,” she stood, straightening out her shirt as he stood as well.

He held the doors open for her, letting her walk out first, still smiling as she waited in the hall for him. Never being anything less than 1 foot from him for some reason, and he didn’t mind in the slightest.

“Do you like your job?” He asked lightly.

“Oh yeah,” she laughed. “It’s like customer service on crack. Have you ever had to explain to someone why you can’t pay for the cracked foundation after Agent Morgan’s ransacked a place?”

“I honestly never thought of who has to deal with the aftermath,” he awkwardly admitted to her. “I’m so sorry.”

She couldn’t stop laughing as they entered the kitchen, “it’s fine. I never have to apologize on your behalf, it’s everyone else who seems to be reckless. Sometimes I feel like it would be better if I came along to babysit.”

“That would be helpful,” he smiled softly as she entered the staff room.

He watched as she took a new coffee filter out of the cupboard. Emptying the coffee pot with ease, rinsing everything before adding the water and scooping in the grounds. He was mesmerized by how fast she was able to do it, then again it was sort of her job.

“What mug would you like?” She turned to him with a smile that made his heart skip a beat.

“Um, the purple one, if it’s there?”

“You really like purple, huh?” She teased him, standing on her tippy-toes to reach the mug for him.

She placed it on the counter before grabbing a white mug, it had a bumblebee on it, “bee happy” written along the top. It was perfect for her.

“Purple is a stress-reducing colour,” she explained. “When I was a kid my parents painted my room purple so that I’d sleep better.”

“I’ve always been drawn to it.”

She leaned against the counter while the coffee pot started to percolate, “Probably because of your anxiety, coffee doesn’t help that.”

“It’s in my DNA to be like this,” he tried to joke, knowing he succeeded when her smile crept back onto her face.

He was on a mission to keep seeing it.

“For someone who spends a lot of time with dead bodies, creepy places and bad people, you sure are a mousy little thing aren’t you?” She teased him.

“I also love Halloween, go figure.” He’s not sure where the confidence came from, being able to make light-hearted jokes like this was only easy with the team.

Which she technically was a part of. He’s seen her almost every single day for 3 years, slowly being able to get comfortable enough for this very moment.

“What else are you into, outside of here?” She asked honestly, making his heart swell as no one else had ever asked him before.

“Lots of things,” he sighed. “I love to read, I’ll read anything. But mostly I enjoy far-off worlds. Lord of the Rings, Star Trek, Doctor Who, Sherlock mostly.”

“No supernatural?” She gasped. “Sacrilege, honestly. What kind of nerd are you if you don't support supperwholock?”

“That's the show with the monster hunting brothers right?” He tried to recall it to his mind.

She nodded with a pressed-lipped smile, “it’s bad but in a way where I can’t stop watching every Thursday, they just introduced an angel who is pretty gay. Star Trek is cool too, I guess, I was raised by Trekkies.”

“My mom was into Doctor Who.”

“Mamma’s boy,” she teased him slightly, returning her focus to the coffee as she poured the now finished brew into their mugs. “She was nice when she came in that one time, I made her a very sweet coffee just like yours.”

He reached for the sugar then, poring a generous amount into his mug with a grin, “how much do you like?”

“the same amount,” she couldn’t help but laugh. “I hate the taste of coffee, but it keeps me awake.”

He poured the sugar into her mug as she places a spoon in each. Allowing him to stir his own before picking it up finally. Holding the warm ceramic in his hands, it was almost as warm as the feeling in his chest when he looked at her.

He’s felt it for a long time. He’s been caught staring at her by Derek, JJ even tried to get him to give her his number. Which she already had for when she calls him into work in the middle of the night. They knew he had a crush, he did too. He just didn’t know what to do about it.

“Come to my desk, I want to show you something?” She asked softly, avoiding eye contact as she walked towards the door.

He followed, like a lost puppy, all the way back to her desk. It was always neat, he always looked at it when he made his way up the stairs to the briefing room. He could even see it from where he sat at the table sometimes. Always wanting to see her leave in the mornings.

She had a collection of rocks that always changed, he loved the blue one the most but it wasn’t there currently. She had all new ones since the last time he looked.

“Here,” she hands him one. It’s brown and gold, the colours moving and shifting as he turns it with his fingers. The gold running through it like a beautiful wave.

“what’s this for?”

“It’s a Tiger’s eye, for good luck and happiness,” she smiled. “Keep it at your desk and maybe it’ll be easier for you to relax when you come back?”

The butterflies in his chest were swirling then as she looked up at him with pleading eyes. Wanting him to take it, wanting him to feel better. Caring for him.

“Thank you,” he barely whispers, clearing his throat softly. “It’s very nice of you.”

“You’re always nice to me, so,” she shrugged.

They sat down then, he dragged his chair from his desk over to hers. Sitting in close as she explained all the meanings to her rocks. He listened carefully, getting to examine each one as she spoke.

“This one is Jade, it’s for balancing emotions and allowing compassion so I don’t scream at everyone on the phone,” she laughed as she placed one in his hands. Her fingers brushing his palm softly.

It was a beautiful green stone with a thin white line running through it, separating into 3 directions as he flipped it over, “it’s beautiful.”

“I know some people don’t believe in this stuff,” she started to get embarrassed as she placed them all back on the shelf. “But I’ve always thought; if the moon, which is just a rock, can control the water, and humans are 70% water, then who’s to tell me the moon cycles don’t control my emotions and these smaller rocks can’t help problem areas?”

“You’re not wrong,” he shook his head softly as he thought her words over. “People depended on the stars and planets for guidance originally, as well as rocks and herbs for healing, just because it’s outdated doesn’t mean it doesn’t work?”

“Thank you,” she smiled. “No one has ever agreed with me that easily.”

“Anytime you want to talk, I’ll just be over there,” he pointed at his desk. “And I’m a phone call away?” He swallowed sharply at his boldness, trying to stay calm as he awaited her answer.

“I do have your number,” she smiled, reaching out to place her hand on his. “But you should go home, I’m sure you’re chilled out now.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, staring at her hand as they touched. He lightly wrapped his hand around hers, holding it slightly, running his thumb over her knuckles. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“And every day after,” she whispered, tilting her head as she smiled at him.

This was going to be interesting.

—

Penelope was always dragging him out. She would take him shopping, to dinner, to the movies. She was like his big sister, dedicated to making sure he wasn’t always cooped up or trying to retreat into a fantasy life.

She kept him busy.

She had 4 bags in her hands as they walked down the street, peering into the store windows to see what else she could possibly be interested in taking home for someone. That’s when they passed the natural health store.

He stopped in his tracks, seeing all the different rocks on the wall accompanies by little cards that described how they could help. He opened the door and rushed inside before Penelope even noticed he stopped following her.

“Good afternoon!” The shop owner called out to him. “How can I assist you today?”

“Um, the girl I like has a rock collection,” he says softly, knowing Penelope is behind him listening. “Crystals more specifically, I’d like to get her some?”

“Well, you came to the right place,” the man beams, escorting him to the wall of rocks. “What is she like?”

“Wonderful,” the words are carried out of his mouth on a sigh as he thinks about her. “She’s confident and nice, and caring. She’s always positive and just so lovely.”

“I’ve got you,” the man starts picking rocks off the wall and placing them in his hands.

Spencer follows him to the desk where he lays down a handful of rocks, Penelope is shockingly quiet as she stands beside him, staring at the collection. She’ll be full of questions later, all of which he is terrified of.

“This is a rose quartz, pretty basic love, beauty, anti-depression stone,” he pushes the pink and a green rock towards him. “Serpentine is for new adventures, observation and insight. I have a feeling you’re up for an adventure with her?”

Spencer nodded enthusiastically, “I like that one. It would be better to get her some rare ones, some that have to do with friendship, new beginnings, or opportunities?” He tried to explain his feelings as best as he could. Not knowing if he sounded dumb for a change.

The man smiled wide, “here,” he dipped below the counter and dug out a box. “Chrysocolla is literally for new beginnings, love and opportunity.”

He hands Spencer a vitreous, raw blue stone with small green marks running all through it, it’s beautiful like her. “This is perfect.”

“I’ll throw in a Kiwi Jasper as well, it’s for being by someone's side, support and trust. As well as a Ruby in Zoisite it symbolizes finding the joy in life with someone,” he hands Spencer two equally beautiful stones, prepping a bag and wrappings for all of them.

Spencer lays out the 5 stones he picked out, watching him wrap them with care before placing them in a bag. He rings everything up, Spencer pays and before he’s even out the door Penelope is pouncing on him for answers.

“Who?!”

He can't help but blush and stutter, trying to brush past her and continue walking down the street. “You can’t hide forever Spencer, who is she?”

“How do you know it’s a she?”

“You literally said so?” She looks at him like he’s an idiot. “Come on? I won't tell anyone!”

“Y/N.”

The gears are turning in Penelope's head as she tries to place a face to the name, knowing she’s seen her somewhere, “From the office?”

He nods softly, “the one Derek bullies me for staring at?” He clues her in more as they walk.

“He also bullies her for staring at you,” she adds with a smile. “She’s going to love those, when are you going to give them to her?”

“I was thinking about just leaving one on her desk every day? Maybe with a note for why I picked it?” He really wants to woo her, she’s too special to just flirt with.

“She’s going to love that.”

—

Sure enough, he walked into work every day for the next week, placing a rock on a sticky note on her desk. He was never around when she was able to see it, only knowing she got it when he'd arrive at work the next morning with a note reading 'thank you ♥︎ ' on top of his files.

He thinks about her all weekend, planning how he'll give her the last rock as he takes the elevator up that morning. Only to see her sitting at her desk, phone pressed to her ear as she tried to talk someone out of suing the FBI, she looked absolutely miserable. Just a casual Monday morning for her, almost at the end of her shift.

He rushed over to his desk, putting all his stuff down to dig one of the rocks from his satchel. Picking the Kiwi Jasper for today, he grabbed a pen and a sticky note and wrote her a little note.

“Always here if you need to talk, -Spencer ♥︎”

He walked over to her desk, she was still talking so she didn’t notice him until he was right there, she looked up at him with a thankful smile.

“Yes sir,” she answered the person talking to her. “Can I call you back after I speak to the chief? thanks.” She hung up on him, turning all her attention to Spencer.

“I know you know it's been me leaving these, but I brought you in another one,” he says softly, placing the rock in her hand and sticking the note to the shelf where it would end up.

“oh my gosh, Spencer?” She placed her free hand on her heart as she looked at the rock.

“You looked upset?”

She stands and pulls him into a hug, he can feel all the eyes on him as he holds her back, letting his chin rest on her shoulder as she squeezes him.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she pulled back, awkwardly smiling at him as she also noticed everyone staring.

“Always,” he smiled back, hand still resting on her arm. “Um, I have a case I need to get to.”

“Of course, good luck,” she smiled.

He pulls the tiger's eye out of his shirt pocket, showing her that he still had it, “kinda hard not to have good luck with this.”

She bit back a smile, her eyes gleaming as she took a deep breath through her nose. Releasing the same feelings he was keeping inside, allowing both their butterflies to swarm out together.

—

He loved when they had cases in Virginia. Being able to stay in the bullpen and work was relaxing, it was easier to think where he felt safe.

He was working on the geo profile all alone, a huge map stretched across a clear case board as he laid a yardstick across it. Drawing a thick red line with marker over it, in his own little world as he worked away.

He doesn’t realize she’s standing there too until she’s lightly pressing her hand on his back.

“Hey,” she whispers softly. “It’s 10 pm, thought you’d like a coffee?” She places the purple mug on his desk with her purse, turning her attention back to what he’s doing.

“Thank you, I’m almost done here,” he says softly, finishing the red triangle he was making on the map.

“I’ve always found it fascinating how you do this,” she complimented him. “You’re so careful.”

“Like baking, it’s an exact science,” he smiled softly.

It made her giggle slightly, placing her hand back on his back as she moved in closer to look. He wanted her to stay there forever, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus. He tried his best to steady his hand as he finished the line.

Putting the yardstick back down and turning to her, she doesn’t move her hand, instead, softly moving to rest on his arm as she stands close to him. “How are you?”

He feels nervous for some reason, it’s not like she hasn’t been this close to him before. It’s just that she’s close and she smells wonderful and he wonders if her lips would be a better wake-up call than the coffee she brought.

He realizes he’s staring at her lips when he licks his own, “I’m good,” he furrows his brow and clears his throat with a nod.

She smirks at him, “how come you’re the only one still here? Hotch said it could wait till tomorrow?”

“I was waiting for you,” he admits, “but I got carried away setting this up, I never heard you come in?”

“Cause I didn’t,” she scrunches her nose slightly as she straightens her stance. “I saw you working hard and went right to get you a coffee.”

“You’re wonderful,” he blushes as the words slip out, trying his best to keep eye contact when all he wants to do is kiss her.

She pats his arm slightly as she backs up a little, grabbing her bag from where she set it on his desk. “I’m going to set up for the night, come talk to me before you leave?”

“Of course,” he says as she walks away, letting out a small sigh as he realizes just how badly he wants her.

He never gets to talk to her before he leaves, she’s on the phone when hotch comes storming in. Saying something about another body and making Reid leave with him. He’s busy for 3 days straight, thinking about her with every free thought he’s able to squeeze in.

He carries the rock from her in his pocket everywhere he goes; in his pants beside his keys, in his bag with his books, in his breast pocket, over his heart, behind a bulletproof vest. Feeling it press against his chest, a part of her keeping him safe where ever he went.

They finish the case with minimal damage, Spencer specifically making sure that Derek leaves all the doors on the hinges for Y/N’s sake, cleaning up any messes they make so she won’t have to hear about it over the phone. They all notice that he’s doing it for her, quietly appreciating the fact that Spencer is happy for a change, that there’s a glimmer of hope in his eyes again.

He arrives back at Quantico 30 minutes before her shift starts. Everyone else is packing up for the day while he sits at his desk, reading to occupy the time before she comes in.

Only she doesn’t.

30 minutes pass and she’s nowhere to be seen, it’s only 9:02 by the time he starts to panic. Wondering if she’s okay, hoping she’s just in the elevator or grabbing a coffee that’s actually good, somewhere outside of the office.

“Reid,” he hears Hotch calling him from his office door. “She just called in, her grandmother passed away last night so she won't be in.”

“Oh,” he furrows his brow, looking at him with confusion. “How did you know?”

“Penelope,” he smiles. “She’s still here too, and she knows where Y/N lives.”

“It wouldn’t be weird to go see if she’s okay?”

Hotch just smiles at him again, “go see her, Reid.”

Getting her address from Penelope felt a little weird, but she writes it on a sticky note for him and he’s out the door before she can even pry into what he’s going to say. Which is good, because he doesn’t know yet.

It’s late, but he stops by the little rock store on his way to her house. Seeing the lights still on and the same man from before behind the counter.

“Welcome back,” he’s overly cheerful for it being so late. “How did she like them?”

“She likes the ones I’ve given her so far,” he smiles, looking over the wall himself this time for the right one.

Scanning past every emotion and affirmation known to man as he looked around, picking out a beautiful pink Rhodonite for healing grief, supposedly acting as a hug from emotional troubles. And a Rainbow Moonstone for inner peace, harmony and strength.

“She’s lost someone recently?” He asks as Spencer places them on the counter.

“Her grandmother,” he says softly. “These are good, right?”

“They’ll be perfect, we also have amethyst bracelets, they’re good for healing and drawing in positive energy,” he points towards the small display of bracelets. Small purple stones separated with small gold beads.

He picks up 2 of them, placing them on the counter as well.

“Is she still just a crush?”

Spencer laughs lightly, “unfortunately.”

“She might be more after this,” he smirks, ringing him up. “I’ll give you a 2 for one deal on everything, I have a feeling you’ll be in a lot.”

Spencer thanks him as he pays, picking out a small purple bag for the rocks and bracelet. Placing one on his own wrist before leaving. Also picking up some cookie dough ice cream and a card at the corner store just beside her apartment. Remembering all the times Penelope, JJ or Emily has mentioned it being the best ice cream for crying.

He takes a very deep breath before knocking on her door, hoping to every god out there that she doesn’t find this incredibly inappropriate and weird.

“Spencer?” He hears her voice before she even opens the door, looking out the peephole at him.

She whips the door open, eyes puffy and swollen as she looks at him in shock. She’s in a big sweater and shorts, tears dripping down her cheeks as she shakes her head at him.

“I thought you could use some cheering up?” He awkwardly smiles, holding the ice cream up for her to see.

She wraps her arms around his middle, burying her face against his coat. Still crying as she holds him, he holds her with his free hand, shushing her as he presses his cheek to her head.

She pulls back with a sniffle, “come in,” she offers with an arm out, ushering him inside the small room as she closes the door.

He takes his shoes off, handing her the ice cream so he can take off his coat and satchel too. “This isn’t weird right?”

“Not at all,” she laughs slightly through the awkwardness. “You don’t know how much it means to me that you care this much.”

“I brought something for you,” he says as he struggles to dig everything out of his pocket.

He hands her the card and the little purple bag, seeing the overwhelming glance grow on her face. Her eyes grew wide as he mouth opened, speechless.

She opened the card first, reading the passage about grief that was already provided. Dealing with grief was something Spencer knew too well, adding something a little special to the bottom of the card.

“To live in hearts we left behind is not to die,” -Thomas Campbell. As long as you remember her, with a smile on your face and love in your heart, she will always be with you ♥︎ Spencer

She wipes her tears with her forearm, placing the card on the counter beside the ice cream before she opens the bag. She pulls out the bracelet first, absolute shock on her face.

“Spencer?” Is all she can say, in a high squeak as she shakes her head at him.

“I didn’t want you to be sad,” he says softly, stepping into her space and placing a hand on her arm. “I love seeing you smile, and I thought this could help.

He takes the bracelet from her grasp and places it over her hand. Resting it on her wrist softly, straightening it out against her sweater as she notices the matching on over his shirt sleeve.

“Oh this is so cute,” she swoons. “thank you, really Spencer.”

“And there are some rocks for grief healing in there too, one is supposedly like an emotional hug which should heal the grief and sorrow, and the other is more for inner peace and harmony,” he rambles away, not wanting her to miss anything.

She pours the rocks from the bag, into her hand, looking them over silently with a smile, “they’ll look great on my desk.”

“The purple looks nice on you too,” he compliments her, watching her eyes drift up to him.

She places the rocks on the counter before wrapping her arms around him once more. This time he’s able to actually hold her back, tight as possible as he rubs his hand over her back.

She smells like home, clean laundry and happiness. She’s soft and warm, he holds her perfectly against his chest, like she was a missing puzzle piece that someone finally found under the table, she fits into his life like she was supposed to be there.

She kisses his cheek softly before she pulls back, causing him to pull her into a real kiss on impulse. Connecting their lips as she sighs into the contact, melting into his grasp as she kisses him back.

Her lips are soft, fitting between his own gently as she breathes him in. Her hands reach up to grip his cheeks, kissing him again and again, placing pecks to his lips and cheeks with her eyes closed as he giggles.

“Thank you,” she whispers against his lips, “for everything.”

“I’d do anything for you,” he whispers back, kissing her one last time before she pulls away.

“I was actually about to smoke some weed on the fire escape and probably cry some more,” she laughs lightly. “would you like to join me?”

“I’ll stick with a bowl of ice cream,” he smiled awkwardly.

“Nice one,” she laughs as she opens the ice cream.

“What?”

“Oh, you didn’t even get the reference you made,” she laughs lightly, “to get high you smoke a bowl, so…”

It makes him smile, “I'm a comedian part-time.”

He makes her laugh again, loving the sound of her giggle replacing the tears. “Why aren’t you this funny at work?”

He thinks about it for a little, watching her scoop the ice cream into two bowls, “it’s a little hard to make jokes when people's lives are on the line, I know everyone else does but I get too focused.”

“They probably wouldn’t appreciate your jokes even if you did make them,” she says as she handed him a bowl with a spoon. “They’re kind of mean to you, in a family way but it still sucks sometimes to overhear.”

She walks into the living area then, grabbing a few blankets and opening the window to the fire escape. Crawling out to sit on the ledge, waiting for him.

“I don’t mind it,” he says as he finally sits down beside her.

She places the blanket over their laps, both of them sitting criss-cross applesauce as they ate.

“Do you like your job?” She asks him, just like he once asked her.

“Most of the time,” he nodded as he got brain freeze. The cold air, the cold ice cream, everything that was catching up to him as he scrunched his face up at the feeling.

She laughs at him only a bit before she’s also attacked by the brain freeze, holding the vein in her neck as she chokes out another laugh, trying to warm up the blood going to her head so the pain would stop.

They’re both just a mess of giggles together, unable to say any words as they let it all out. She leans her head on his shoulder lightly as they calm down to just soft chuckles. He presses his cheek against her head.

“Thank you, Spencer,” it sounds like she’s crying a bit. “My grandma was a lovely woman, she’d be glad I’m laughing right now.”

He reached out a hand for her to hold over the blanket. She interlocked their fingers softly, both cold from holding their ice cream bowls.

“If she was anything like you, I’m sure she was the most wonderful woman,” he says softly, not intending to make her cry but having a feeling he might.

“Would you be interested in holding me on the couch while I cry?” She asked softly, tears in her eyes as she looked up at him.

“Whatever you need, I’m here for you.”

—

He’s late for work the next morning.

Waking up to the smell of coffee, opening his eyes to a strange view. He’s on a couch he doesn’t recognize in a room he doesn’t know too well.

Then he remembers, they ended up cuddled up on the couch. He wakes up to the memory of her on his chest, crying softly as they listened to some music, he ran his hand over her back while she went through it all, blessed to have his support.

He fell asleep under her at some point, waking up alone with a blanket laid over him. He sat up to see her in the kitchen, pouring coffee into a travel mug.

“Good, you’re awake,” she smiles at him. “Coffee is ready, I uh, I have this button-up shirt from a guy friend, if you wanted to wear that to work today? So they don’t think you stayed here?”

“That’s smart,” he replies as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

Getting up, he uses the bathroom, changes and takes that coffee from her. He’s not expecting her to kiss him on the lips at the door, but she sends him off to work like an old housewife.

He doesn’t want to pull away from her, keeping her pressed against him as he leans in for 4 more kisses before she finally pushes him out into the hallway with a laugh, “get to work!”

“Fine,” he sighs, “are you going to be in tonight?”

“Yeah,” she smiles, “funeral is in West Virginia next week, so I’ll be in until then.”

“I’ll see you later?”

She nods slightly with a soft smile, “you’ll be seeing a lot of me soon, Spencer.”

“Good,” he winks at her before heading down the hallway and towards the street entrance.

He sighs as he walks outside, resting his back against the apartment complex door, taking a moment to think about everything that just happened, the night of company and the wonderful send-off.

It was something he could get used to.

He rushes into the briefing room when he arrives at Quantico, sitting down with his coffee and pretending he wasn’t late. Listening carefully to JJ’s presentation of the case as he flips through everything he missed already.

“Wheels up in 30,” he heard Hotch say as he zoned back in. “Nice of you to join us, Reid.”

“I know that travel mug from somewhere,” Derek said as he stared at Spencer, who was taking a sip to avoid the awkwardness.

“Hmm?” He played dumb.

“That’s Y/N’s. She washes it every morning when she leaves to go home, I see her do it every morning,” his eyes open wide. “Holy shit.”

“Isn’t that the same tie and slacks from yesterday?” Emily teased him as well.

“Her grandma died, I brought her ice cream and slept on the couch okay?” He all but yelled, flailing his arms slightly so they’d all back off.

Derek reached his fist out for him to pound it, “good man.”

Then Penelope noticed the bracelet, “did she get you that?”

He sunk his hand into his pocket then, “no.”

“What?” Emily and JJ asked in unison, straining their necks to try and get a good look at what she was talking about.

He nervously held his arm out for them, showing them the purple bracelet resting over the sleeve of his shirt. “I got one for her too, it’s for healing and peace. It’s what she needs right now.”

“Oh, so you love her,” Derek smiles as he teases him. Making everyone else in the room swoon slightly.

“Okay and?”

“Oh my god!” Most of them shout at him, embarrassing him to no end. He was so glad she wasn’t at work this morning or else she would be able to hear this from her desk.

“Did you kiss her?” Rossi pries, asking what everyone else was thinking.

He scrunches his face, pushing his glasses up slightly as he clears his throat, “a few times.”

“Is she your girlfriend?” JJ kept the questions coming.

“Not yet,” he said softly. “Kinda weird to walk into her apartment while she cries to say ‘hey sorry about the death in your family, want to date me?’”

“Yeah,” Emily agrees, shrugging lightly. “At least she knows you like her now, it’s been what? 2 years?”

“2 years, 3 months, 17 days and 43 minutes,” he confirms with a small nod and pressed lips.

“Gross,” Derek teases him.

“The plane is leaving in 10 minutes,” Hotch cut into their fun.

Making them all gather their things and continue the interrogation in the elevator, and eventually on the plane, and in the police precinct. Even Penelope called him in the middle of everything to bug him about her.

The questions were never-ending, everyone wanted to know how they even started talking, who made the first move, how he plans to ask her out. They were relentless, he almost regretted admitting to anything.

They bug him all throughout the day, all the way until they’re arriving back at the BAU late that same night. He almost doesn’t want to go back to the bullpen and see her with all of them, knowing they were going to follow and say something.

She’s waiting in the hall when the elevator doors open, a pressed-lipped smile on her face, “bad news.”

“Another one?” Hotch sighs, “have Garcia send us the info. Be at the table in 10.” He pushes his way out of the elevator, passed them all as they stare at Y/N.

“Hi?” She awkwardly waves at them all, showing off the bracelet on her wrist.

“See ya, Spence,” JJ and Emily say as they matt his shoulder, dragging Derek and Rossi towards the bullpen doors.

“Sorry,” he apologizes for them softly, stepping into her space.

She wraps him up in a quick hug, keeping one arm around his waist as she guides him towards the bullpen, “it’s fine, they’re going to have to get used to us being together.”

“Together?” He repeats her words.

“I only cry on my boyfriend's shoulders, if you're up for the title?” She teases him softly, pinching his side as they walk towards the doors.

“Can I frame “Dr. Spencer Reid, Y/N’s boyfriend” beside my Ph.D.’s?” He keeps his hand on her shoulder, holding each other slightly as they walk towards her desk. He felt like one of those kids who wouldn’t let go of their girlfriend's hand in the school hallway, attached to her at the hip.

“I’ll make one for you while you’re gone,” she laughs lightly.

They stop at her desk where he sees all rocks he got her collecting on the shelf, as well as a cup of coffee and his favourite kind of donut.

“Thought you deserved something nice too,” she says as she nudges his side.

He kisses her on the cheek as a thank you, “you’re welcome,” she smiles to herself. A feeling of pride growing in both their chests.

“See you later?” He asks as he picks up the coffee and donut, walking away slowly as she smiles at him.

“Come home to me safely, Doctor Reid,” her voice is just loud enough for everyone in the briefing room, where everyone is waiting at the window, watching them, deciding to put on a show in return.

He stops on the steps to look at her softly, “I’d fight a thousand unsubs to come home to you.”

“I’ll leave the light on,” she blows a kiss at him, making him blush a deep red.

He waves, making his way up the steps and into the briefing room. A smile on his face, heart thumping in his chest, all the support in the world swarming around him as everyone patted him on the back.

That tiger’s eye really did bring him good luck and happiness, and her name was Y/N.

[hwangsies]

in the middle 

pairing: hwang hyunjin x female reader x lee felix

genre: bestfriend!au/ roommate!au, established relationship (hyunjin x reader)

warnings: some pining, felix is a confused bisexual, alcohol consumption, throwing up due to alcohol consumption, hangover, swearing, smut as in: slight voyerism & exhibitionism, unprotected piv, some mxm (just making out), virgin!felix (sorry i couldnt help it ksiohdbkk), softdom!hyunjin, switch!reader, sub!felix, shy!!!!lixie, oral (m&f), fingering, praise, minimal degradation, light spanking, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms

4.7 k words

enjoy <3

-

Felix is positive he’s going to hell, he shouldn’t be looking at his roommate and best friend like that.

“loosen up a little, lixie” you almost yell for him to hear you over the loud bass ringing in both of your chests.

Speaking of chest, shit, he’s staring again. But its not his fault, your boobs were staring at him first.

In the tight black v neck crop top that you decided to wear to todays frat party, your décolletage simply looks ravishing, especially alongside the black leather mini skirt that rounds out your ass so perfectly and exposes your thighs deliciously.

He looks at you, smiling at your hair whipping around as you swing your head to the strong bass.

“you need to drink more, you’re no fun” you grin, tugging him off to the side into the kitchen of your boyfriends frat house.

Oh yea, your boyfriend, hyunjin.

He should hate him for being so lucky to have you as his girlfriend, but he simply can’t.

Not when Hwang Hyunjin is probably the best looking but also the sweetest guy on campus.

The only guy maybe rivalling him would be seo changbin from the year above him … anyways, nothing is wrong with him.

Quite the opposite, which is why felix became good friends with him even before he met you.

And now almost a year later of hyunjin and you being together and felix being the token best friend/ third wheel, he still doesn’t know who of the two of you he’s into more.

“there we go” you coo, lifting the shot glass to felix’s lips and watching as the bitter liquid passes his lips.

His face contorts in disgust even before he manages to swallow the liqour “that’s awful” he groans, at which you laugh and pour yourself one.

“you have to fold your tongue back and just-“ you end your sentence with quickly throwing your head back and downing your own shot.

Felix grins when a short lived shudder washes over your body at the aftertaste “right” he mocks, grinningly.

A playful punch is delivered to his shoulder before a familiar voice interrupts your banter.

“drinking without me? the audacity” hyunjin grins as he makes his way over to you.

“well, it’s not our fault you take so long to get ready” you stem your arm into your hip sassily “or should I say admire yourself in the mirror for so long” you quip, cocking one brow up; laughing and squealing when hyunjin picks you up slightly and blows a raspberry into the exposed skin of your neck as a response to your teasing.

“the black hair looks good” felix finds his voice after hyunjin had put you back down and pressed a kiss to your lips.

His plump lips stretch into a bashful smile, a little dimple appearing in his left cheek “really?” he runs a hand through the long dark locks for good measure, at which you softly hit his chest.

“stop fishing for compliments, jeez” you giggle, hyunjin huffs and wraps his arms around your waist from behind.

“don’t be jealous just because lix likes me better than you” he rests his chin on your shoulder and cheesily winks at felix.

He manages to let out a somewhat not-awkward laugh even though his heart starts racing and he hopes the light is dimmed enough for the both of you not to see his red cheeks.

“oh, please there is no way he likes you better than me” you roll your eyes playfully “right, lixie?” you bat your lashes at him, crossing your arms and conveniently pressing your chest together.

Felix’s eyes flicker to your breasts before he catches himself and laughs “you guys are annoying” before grabbing one of the shots you poured earlier and bringing it to his lips hastily.

In the corner of his eyes he can see hyunjin whispering something in your ear at which you giggle and nod before you turn around to kiss him.

“I’ll be outside real quick, have to ask minho hyung something about the plumping issue” hyunjin sighs when he and felix lock eyes before pressing a kiss to your head.

“watch her” he points at felix before leaving, for him to make sure you don’t drink too much since you have the tendency to do so.

“sure” felix lips quirk upwards shortly before he takes your shot glass and downs the fluid in there as well.

“hey, that was mine” you laugh incredulously but he ignores you, pouring himself another one.

“what has gotten into you?” you giggle and take the bottle from him to pour one for yourself.

“I thought we’re gonna party” he grins already feeling a bit drowsy.

You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, snickering “oh yea we are”

-

“oh,let it out” felix’s head hammers in pain as he feels your hand smooth down the expanse of his back before he rests his cheek on the frat houses toilet seat multiple hours later.

“quite a party hm?” he rasps, eyes closed. You huff “you could say that”.

“I’m sorry” he apologizes quietly.

“for what?” you brush some hair out of his face before standing up and dampening some toilet paper in cold water.

“for ruining your night” he sniffles a little.

“aw no, you didnt” you sit back down next to him, gently wiping his forehead with the cooling tissue “it’s almost over anyways, plus I barely knew anyone” you console him before the door opens.

“here you go” felix hears hyunjins voice and thinks he wants to die of embarrassment, first you have to baby him and now hyunjin sees him like that as well? shit.

“thanks babe” you mumble before leaning down into felix’s peripheral again, holding up his jacket; which hyunjin brought, felix assumes.

“lets get you home, yea?” felix nods at you question, not wanting to cause anymore trouble.

“you think you can walk?” hyunjin asks concernedly when he sees his friends pale face.

“yea yea” felix nods, slowly getting up, with which hyunjin helps him.

Once the three of you are outside the frat house, hyunjin wraps an arm around felix’s waist to help him walk straight.

Felix looks down to where hyunjins hand curls around his waist, holding him up; has he always been this strong?

“I’ll just sleep at your place okay?” hyunjin asks you.

“yea, okay” you nod, holding felixs arm as the three of you walk “you don’t have to though, we’ll be fine”

“eh, I’m not gonna let you two walk home alone, plus I haven’t seen your room since you redecorated” hyunjin winks at you.

“alright” you chuckle.

-

Felix wakes up in his own bed, in his clothes from last night; somewhat thankful that you decided not to undress him.

When he tries to sit up a sharp pain rushes through his skull, his hand lifting to his forehead as he groans.

“fuck” he swears to himself, as slowly as possible he gets out of bed to get rid of his jeans and put on some sweatpants.

Walking out of his room, he hears your giggles coming from behind your door, right across from his own.

He swallows the same dull feeling he always feels when he’s with the two of you and makes his way to the kitchen to get some painkillers and water for his head.

After putting the empty water glass that he just chugged with an advill into the sink he drags his feet back to his room.

Halfway there, he cant help but overhear a soft moan coming from behind your door and stops in his tracks.

There, another one followed by a faint ‘fuck’ which sounded like it came from hyunjin.

Its so wrong, what he’s doing. Those are his bestfriends having sex and he’s standing outside their door like some creep listening to them getting it on.

He should be disgusted by himself, yet he feels his cock stir in his pants when what sounded like your bed creaking and you yelping out your boyfriends name halls through the door.

Before felix knows what he’s doing, he’s gently pushing open your door, just a slit.

And there you are, hyunjin is sitting on the bed with you on his lap and your legs wrapped around his waist.

His cock fully hardens when he watches hyunjin help you lift yourself up and down on his length as he moans out for you.

You are facing the door but your eyes are scrunched closed and your head is thrown back in pleasure as your boyfriend sucks at your neck, your arms wrapped around his, nails digging into his broad shoulders.

Felix doesn’t even know where he should look; should he look at the barely there view he has on your tits or the way your ass and hips jiggle every time they come down onto hyunjins thighs. Should he look at the way hyunjins arms bulge with every lift of your body or the way his shoulders and back muscles ripple.

His gaze returns to your face and his heart drops because you are looking him dead in the eyes, he stumbles back and roughly bangs the door shut with him in shock.

“fuck-fuck” he chants to himself, almost scrambling into your shared bathroom and locking the door.

His heart races like it never has before as he paces through the bathroom gnawing on his thumb. Totally ignoring the way his cock throbs in need of attention.

Why didn’t you say anything? Did he only imagine you seeing him? Is he going crazy?

He turns on the shower before undressing himself, the only thing he knows right know, is not having an answer to any of his questions.

-

"good morning sunshine" hyunjin presses a kiss to your cheek and your eyes flutter open, the warm sensation you feel in your panties getting more intense thhe more concious you get.

"wha- mmh" you arch your neck and hyunjin giggles into your ear, kissing the corner of your mouth before you turn your head and capture his lips with yours.

His fingers keep rubbing you over your panties when you push the covers off of the both of you.

He kisses you feverishly, kneeling himself in between your legs and staring at the wet spot that formed on your panties, thumb still rubbing over your clit.

"please" you whine, wiggling your hips "dont tease"

Hyunjins eyes sparkle up at yours before he flashes a smile "i'd never" he leans down, dragging his tongue over your panties.

A little too loud of a moan tears from your throat as your hips buck up.

"shhh" hyunjin teases, pulling off your panties "you're gonna wake the entire building" you giggle when he smacks your butt.

"aw fuck- baby" your fingers instinctively tangle into his dark locks when his tongue starts dipping into your wetness.

His hands are wrapped around your thighs, holding them securely to the side of his head when he sucks on your clit, your back arching in response.

“taste so good, baby” he smacks his lips, hooded eyes peering up at you, when you hold yourself up to watch, he licks a bold stripe through your wetness.

“shit” your eyes roll back when you groan, dropping your head momentairily. “fuck me, right now” you hold his cheeks.

Hyunjin grins, pressing a wet kiss to your clit before sitting up and pulling down his boxers.

You lick your hand and fist his length, twisting your wrist a few times when he leans down to kiss you.

Replacing his hand with yours, he lines himself up with your entrance; groaning when he pushes inside.

“so wet baby” he punctuates each word with a kiss to your lips.

“so perfect, fuck!” you moan at his words, relishing in how he fills you up as you bare your neck for him to drag his lips along.

He rolls his hips into yours, kissing your lips at the same sensual pace.

“wanna-“ you gasp.

“what do you want baby” hyunjin breathes “tell me” he mumbles, cupping your cheek.

“wanna ride you” you crade his cheeks before connecting your lips.

“come here” the bed creaks under both of your weight when hyunjin positions you in his lap and you wrap your legs around his waist.

You cry out when sinking down onto his length again “hyunjin! shit” you claw onto his shoulders.

“I got you, love” he mouths underneath your ear, sucking on the sensitive skin.

“you’re so big” you gasp, tucking your face into his neck which entices a soft chuckle from your boyfriend.

“you’re doing so good baby” he runs his hand down your back before gripping onto your hips when you start bouncing up and down to the best of your abilities.

You throw your head back when his cock drags along your magic spot inside of you, closing your eyes when he starts sucking another bruise into your skin as you roll your hips.

“fuck-y/n” hyunjin moans agsinst your skin when your walls tighten around him.

Your mouth agapes in pleasure and you lift your head up, opening your eyes to see felix stare at the two of you, doorhandle still in hand.

You feel your self clench even more around hyunjins lengths when you see how felix is drinking in hyunjins form.

He gulps and locks eyes with you, face visibly paling as he gets startled by your sudden eye contact, launching back and ramming the door closed.

“what the-“ hyunjin turns around, halting his movements.

“fuck” you hear from outside your room, hyunjin looks back at you.

“is that-“

“felix, yes, he was watching us” you feel blood creep into your cheeks at which hyunjin grins. 

“Is that why you just got so tight around me?” he giggles when you feign being appalled by his accusation.

“mmhm, what? Little slut likes when felix watches how good I fuck you, yea?” hyunjin mocks and hoists you off of him and onto your hands and knees.

“mmh-“ you whine when he delivers a smack to your right butt cheek “maybe”

-

“did you mean what you said earlier?” hyunjin asks, running his fingers up and down your side as your head rests on his bare chest.

“what?” you peer up at him through your lashes.

“that you liked it when felix watched us” he recalls, playing with a strand of your hair.

“I never said I did” you trace your finger along his pecs, he huffs.

“but you also didn’t say that you didn’t” he counters, a moment of silence filling the room.

“would you think its weird if I did?” you scooch up a little to look at him better.

“no…” hyunjin hesitates but continues when you lock eyes “I like lix, trust him” he mumbles.

You nod “yea, me too” as you tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear.

-

Felix has been sneaky and successful the past few days when it came to avoiding hyunjin and you.

Hyunjin hasn’t been over since what happened the morning after the party so he didn’t worry about him. You however are still his roommate and best friend, so avoiding you is a full time job which he doesn’t know how long he can hold up.

The door to your shared apartment opens and he steps inside, exhausted from a long day of classes.

When he slips out of his shoes, he hears the tv getting turned on.

“shit” he silently curses, that means you’re in the living room and are going to see him running past you to get to his room.

Still, he tries to be quiet and hopes your peripheral vision is as bad as his avoiding techniques.

Rushing past you, he barely makes it to the corridor that leads to both of your rooms when you say his name.

“felix” you never say his full name like that, he slowly turns around to see you sit on the couch in baggy sweatpants and an oversized shirt, he assumes to be hyunjins.

“yea” his voice cracks.

“come here” you pout a little, patting the couch next to yourself and signalling him to sit down.

Felix sighs heavily before obliging to your wish.

“listen I’m sorry-“ you start but he interrupts you almost immediately.

“woah wo- what?” he furrows his brows “I literally spied on you getting it on and you’re sorry?” he feels like his eyes are going to pop out of his skull at any moment.

“I’m sorry, y/n, and I know I have to apologize to hyunjin as well” felix says, looking down at his hands and silently hoping that you don’t think of him as a creep.

“I’m not mad at you lix” you speak gently, placing one hand over his “and hyunjin isn’t either”

“really?” felix asks doubtfully, to which you nod.

“I promise, we like you a lot lixie” you swipe some hair from his forehead and his breath hitches at the minimal skin contact, feeling his cheeks heat up.

“but- i-“ he stutters but before he can finish his sentence hyunjin walks through the door.

“hey” he beams when seeing you and felix, quickly taking off his jacket and shoes and joining the two of you.

“are you joining our marvel marathon?” hyunjin smiles and felix swears he’s blushing again.

“uh- no” he’s stammering, feeling like he’s going crazy.

“we were just talking about how we are not mad at him or anything” felix sees the look you give hyunjin, wanting him to talk.

“oh, yea. no lix seriously don’t avoid us anymore, its no big deal” hyunjin places his big hand on felix’s shoulder and gently rubs it down his arm.

“yes it is!” felix finally snaps, getting up and looking at both of your shocked faces. He knows that you don’t know this side of him, that you only know the sweet and caring side and not the ‘frustraded / so damn angry at himself’ side.

“wha-“ you try to speak but he interrupts you.

“do you guys even realize how hard it is for me to be around you in general?” he stares at the both of you, seeing how your brows furrow.

“all I can think about is how you guys are perfect and made for each other but also how I cant even choose whom I am more jealous of” he breathes heavily.

“am I more into you?” he gestures towards hyunjin before whipping his head to you “or you? I don’t know!”

“and now I saw you guys- damn” he interrupts himself by frustratedly running his fingers through his hair “fuck, I just made a complete fool of myself” he mumbles, fiddling with his fingers.

You and hyunjin exchange gazes before hyunjin extents his arm towards him, at which felix sighs “I don’t want your pity, guys”

“no, lix come here” hyunjin wiggles his fingers, smiling when felix slides his smaller hand into his.

Felix feels his heartbeat intensify when hyunjin pulls him back onto the couch.

“we like you too, lixie” felixs head whips your way as soon as the words leave your lips “you’re always there for us, always have our backs” you run your hand over his chest as his eyes flicker down to watch your ministrations.

“the next time you want to watch, you can just ask to join instead” hyunjin grins and felix swallows harshly at the idea of being pressed in between the two of you.

“a-“ he starts but clears his throat because his voice cracks “are you serious?”

You nod eagerly “of course, why not? Could be fun” you grin at him.

“unless we read you completely wrong and just made you super uncomfortable, then just forget we ever had this conversation” hyunjin scratches at his forehead bashfully.

Felix’s thoughts run wild as he imagines the three of your bodies entangled in various positions, blinking to get the images out of your head.

“okay-um” you voice catapults him back into reality “sorry” you remove your hand from his chest and scooch away a little “I didn’t want to make this awkward” you shake your head apologetically.

“no!” felix blurts out all over sudden, making you flinch a little “sorry” he mumbles, placing his hand on your knee, hoping you don’t think he’s a nut job.

“its not! I- I would like that” he blushes as he plays with his fingers before he feels the couch next to him shift.

“how about” hyunjin speaks as he stands up “we postpone our movie marathon then” he grins as he holds out his hands for you and felix.

You giggle and get up before intertwining your fingers with your boyfriends, felix smiles hesitantly before sliding his hand into hyunjins free one and following the both of you to your bedroom.

“you wanna kiss me?” you ask felix, grinning when he nods rapidly.

Hyunjin sits down on your bed, watching as you lock lips with the younger boy and feeling his cock stiffen when he lets out a whine; probably because you did that thing with your tongue that hyunjin loves as well.

Felix’s face feels hot, he doesn’t know what is riling him up more, you kissing him or hyunjin watching him so intently.

“don’t forget about me, my darlings” hyunjin speaks softly, grinning when you lock eyes with him.

“undress for me” he orders, at which you let out an excited squeal and pull your oversized shirt over your head, dropping it to the floor.

“fuck” escapes out of felix’s mouth, at which hyunjin chuckles.

“you know, lix, they feel as great as they look” he locks eyes with felix, nodding at him to urge him on.

Felix tentatively raises his hands and gently cups your breasts, his breath hitching when your press your own over his and make him squeeze your boobs.

“fuck” felix repeats, making you giggle “your turn”

At this, felix becomes bright red. What the hell did he think? He couldn’t just have a threesome with his two biggest crushes ever when he had never had sex before.

“uh-i- I’ve never done this” he stammers.

“us neither, lixie” you smile understandingly.

“no-“ he sighs “i- I’ve never had sex before” ashamedly looking at the ground as hyunjin and you exchange somewhat shocked looks.

“I get if you don’t want to continue I mean, you didn’t ask for this-“ hyunjin interrupts him.

“if you want to continue we can, we have no problem with it, lix I promise” he assures his friend.

“yea-I uh-want you to be my first” felix mumbles.

“you’re so cute” you coo, cradling his cheeks and pressing some kisses to his freckly cheeks at which he squirms a little and giggles as well.

“back to the good stuff?” hyunjin tilts his head, felix nods before shakily exhaling.

“relax” you whisper, smiling when felix grips the hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head, he feels the blood rush to his cheeks when hyunjin mimics him and he has a full frontal view on his muscular torso.

His gaze averts back to you when you guide him to your bed.

“sit down” you nod to your headboard, where he scoots up to sit against, watching as hyunjin pulls you down for a kiss, moaning when you grab his bulge over his sweatpants.

“take off your pants” you moan to felix when hyunjin kisses along the side of your neck, felix nods and chokes out a ‘yeah’ before shuffling his pants off.

He strokes his cock as he watches hyunjin squeeze your chest and suck one of your nipples in his mouth.

You moan, rolling your head back before your eyes land on felix’s hard length.

Hyunjin plants a smack to your ass when you get off his lap to crawl in between felix’s legs, grinning at him before you connect your lips with his.

Running your hand down his torso before replacing his hand with yours, hyunjin slowly removes your own sweatpants.

You moan against felix’s lips when hyunjin dips his head and licks a stripe up your wetness.

“fuck” you moan, looking back at your boyfriend.

“gonna suck lixies cock, baby?” he grins, squeezing your right ass cheeks.

“yea” you nod, looking back at the boy in question, cheeks flushed as a nervous puff escapes his puffy lips.

“you want that?” you ask, looking up at him before pressing kisses to his abs.

“y-yes, please” he nods eagerly at which you hum satisfactory, twisting your wrist around his length.

“so polite” you tease him, licking a soft stripe along the underside of his cock at which he hisses ”I like it” you grin, slowly taking him into your mouth while hyunjin scissors two if his fingers inside of you, the thumb of his other hand rubbing circles into your clit.

Hyunjin watches how felix bares his neck and his eyes scrunch together in pleasure, he lifts his hand and lets it hove over your head.

“you can pull on her hair a little, she likes it” hyunjin encourages him, winking when he blushes with the realization hits that he’d been watching him.

But he does what hyunjin tells him and gently places his hands in your hair, pulling on it when you moan around his length.

“oh fuck” his head falls back against the headboard before he opens his eyes and his gaze falls on how hyunjins arms flexes with every drill of his fingers.

“m’gonna cum, fuck” you pull yourself off of felix as you yelp out in pleasure felix extending his arm to touch and squeeze your jiggling breasts.

Suddenly hyunjin stops and you let out a disappointed whine “make lixie cum and I’ll make you cum” hyunjin sneers, punctuating his sentence with another smack to your butt.

You whine but get back to work, bopping your head up and down and letting felix thrust up into your mouth occasionally.

Hyunjin continues to pump his fingers inside of you slowly, feeling how painfully hard his own cock is getting when felix moans about being close.

“cum for us lixie” he urges the younger boy on, pressing his thumb to your clit again so you would moan again.

And you do, the vibrations from your throat sending felix into bliss, hot ropes of cum filling your mouth.

You gasp for breath after swallowing his cum, groaning his disapproval when hyunjin removes his fingers from you yet again.

Felix’s chest heaves with the intensity of his high as he watches hyunjin cume up behind you and pull you up.

You arch your neck back to look at him “did you swallow?” he asks, gently holding onto your throat at which you nod with big eyes.

“show me” you obediently open your mouth and stick out our tongue for him before he kisses you.

“good girl” he mumbles.

Felix can already feel himself getting aroused again, wishing he getting praised by him as well.

As if he could read felix’s mind, hyunjin turns to him “you’re a good boy too lix” and before he can stop himself, a little whine slips past his lips at the praise.

Hyunjin grins “come here” at which felix scrambles and gets on his knees to be at eyelevel with the both of you before hyunjins hand finds his jaw and brings their lips together over your shoulder.

You bite your lip at the sight before taking the opportunity and marking the side of felix’s neck, said boy feels like he’s flying.

Hyunjins tongue intrudes into his mouth, your soft lips are all over his neck and before he knows it he’s hard again.

Your hands wander down his torso before quick fingers wrap around his length again.

“already ready to go again?” you softly giggle when the boys break their kiss, a faint string of saliva connecting them to each other.

Hyunjin grins “you wanna fuck her?” nodding at you “help me make her cum?”

“yes-yes, fuck” felix nods “please” he adds, remembering that you said you liked it when he was being polite.

Hyunjin sits in felix’s previous position and makes you sit in between his legs with your back to his chest.

“y-you’re on the pill, right?” felix asks you carefully, you just smile “yes, lixie I am”

“okay” he smiles back.

Hyunjins big hands spread your legs for felix, who experimentally brings up a finger to run it through your wet folds.

“once you’re in this pussy, I promise you wont want to leave” your boyfriend quips and you playfully slap his shoulder.

“fuck me, lixie” you turn your attention back to felix, making him nod and line up his length with your pulsating hole.

“oh my-“ his eyes close when he pushes inside for the first time.

“that’s it” hyunjins gaze is fixed on where your body connects with his friends, his hand squeezing one of your breast as he listens to the both of you moan.

Felix’s first few thrusts are shaky but soon he finds a rhythm, holding you by your waist as he bottoms out again and again.

“fuck-I wont last” he curses, his hips stuttering when hyunjin kisses his lips once more.

“faster, lixie” you interrupt their kiss with your plead, arching your neck and clawing onto hyunjins arm when he starts rubbing at your clit once more.

“fuck-please don’t stop” you cry out when you feel hyunjin sucking at your neck, felix is breathing heavily; trying to hold out but he feels himself fall once more as he spills his cum into you.

You cum a few seconds later, your walls clamping down on his length and making him groan in overstimulation as you tremble with the aftershocks.

“fuck” you pant, prying hyunjins hand away from your sensitive bud at which he chuckles and complies, pressing a kiss to your hairline.

Felix and you are still catching your breaths when hyunjin breaks the silence.

“you better still have some energy left, ‘cause we are far from done”

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a/n: imma edit tomorrow cause i havent had dinner yet and tumblr frozee and now im mad and hungry omg im haangryyhfichfpweh anyways hope u liked it i’ll add tags later cause like i said im maddfhnfhpiernhfp3rj

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Proms suck | MJ x fem!reader

A/N: ok ok I know this is a really cliche concept but I tried my hardest to not make it too cliche , I hope you guys like it also MJ DESERVES THE FREAKING WORLD AND I LOVE HER SMM :,((

“y/n No!” were the first and much predictable words that came out of your girl friend’s mouth, when you proposed the idea of going to prom. 

“bu-

“no” 

“you are not letting me fini-” “nope,nope,nope” she said with closed eyes and an innocent smile.

“come on it will be fun.” you pleaded, “since when has the idea of going to prom been considered as fun, especially by you and me. oh that’s right never.” she replied. “ i mean it hasn’t but i just thought that it might be fun or whatever.” you mumbled and sat down next to her with a disappointed  expression on your face. “y/n whatever happened to us ordering pizza and watching movies till our eye lids gave up and couldn’t open.” She tried convincing you by kissing your cheek. “look i was never against the idea of us having a night in, but don’t you think that its time for a little change. when we grow older and go to college we will look back at these memories and laugh at the stupid cheesy pictures we took when we were high schoolers And i don’t want you missing out on any experience just because you thought it was lame and stupid.” You explained, silently hoping she’d say yes to this. Mj looked at you and your puppy dog eyes and she knew she couldn’t say no. There were a few seconds of silence between you two when you decided to break it and dramatically say “ Plz MJ the light and love of my life, the treasure of my heart plz will you say yes to going to prom with me.” 

“ Fine.” she agreed with red cheeks, to which you squealed and hugged her real tight saying “ i love yaaa!” in a weird silly accent. 

“ Y/N/N, we are going to be late. can you hurry up.” MJ yelled waiting for you by the stairs of your house. “ coming!” you yelled back. You looked at your self in the mirror to see how you looked like and well it wasn’t bad you tried to keep it casual and not wear something too fancy in case MJ thought you were way too extra but she wouldn’t really think that right? She is your girl friend she loves you. The word ‘love’ reminded you that she and you had not really said your ‘ i love yous’ yet. Which freaked you out i mean it is normal for couples to not say i love you when they have only been dating for 3 months right??? Your overthinking was interrupted by your mother coming to your room and saying “ you know she will fall for you even more than she already has when she looks at you.” you turned around to give her a thankful smile. “ really?” you questioned, “really” your mother said. Which boosted your confidence, you thanked your mother and made your way downstairs. “ lets go” you said making MJ who was talking to your brother turn around and freeze in place. she couldn’t take her eyes off of you. God you were perfect she thought as you made your way downstairs. “ Wow! y-ou lo-ok re-ally wonderful, like really pretty.” she stuttered. You smiled at her flustered state and kissed her cheek while saying “ you don’t look too bad yourself .” She was looking breathe taking too and your bones felt like jelly when you saw her in her black coat suite. 

When you and Mj arrived there. It was not what you had expected. Sure there was still music,a whole lot of teenagers who were well extremely horny,but other than that the hall was decorated beautifully. You and Mj made your way towards the table where Peter and Ned were sitting. “ Wow is it just me or did you just come to prom.” Peter said to Mj while you all sat down at the table. “Yeah well, proms can be some times fun too you know.” She tried to lie but she wasn’t fooling any one. “ yeah yeah whatever, this is literally proof of how much she loves you Y/N.” Peter replied. To which both of your and Mj’s cheeks turned red and you mumbled “ Shut up Pete.” “ So you wanna have some fun.” You said to Mj when every one had left the table and given you both some privacy. She got up from her seat stuck her hand out in front of you, indicating the fact that you should grab it and replied “ hell yeah.” And with those words the night began. You both danced crazily on the stage with your friends, drank aLOOOt of punch, took those cheesy couples pictures and watched Peter puke five times the entire night. You couldn’t have wished for anything more. This whole night was perfect. After all of you were wasted sitting on your table a slow song started playing in the background. You could see that Peter and Ned had passed out on the chairs next to your chair with their heads on each other’s shoulders. Now only you and MJ were left. It was pretty awkward for you both because a. You had never been in a REALLY CLICHE ROMANTIC MOMENT WITH HER WITH A ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND. And b. You both had no idea what to do. The awkward silence was broken when Mj said “ Do maybe wanna you know dance or whatever.” While scratching the back of her head and looking every where else except your face. “ yeah sure.” You replied with a smile on your face. With flustered faces and shaky hands you both made your way towards the dance floor.

She put her hands on your waist and you around her neck and although you both had no idea what you were doing you still starting twirling a little. “ Hey I had a really great time tonight, thx for making me not think proms suck.” Mj Said “ I had a great night too, I mean it was perfect because well we had alot of fun and also because I got to spend it with you.” You replied. You both were looking into each other’s eyes the moment was perfect and all you kept mumbling to your self was ‘ say it Y/N say it’ and so you did. “ hey Mj.” You whispered, to which she replied with a “ yeah.” “ I love you.” You breathed. “ I love you too.” She whispered back and with that she connected her lips to yours, making butterflies erupt in your tummy. It sounds so cliche but it’s true.

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A Bad Feeling Pt 1

Levi x Reader

Part 1

Paring: Levi Ackerman x Cadet reader

Warnings: 18+ attempted rape/assault, cursing, mention of injury, violence

Summary: Reader feels uncomfortable around a overly friendly captain. Are they just over reacting? Or is there something else going on. What will Levi do when he finds out?

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A.n. ok so I literally wrote this in one go, it's probably trash but I wanted to post it anyway. Please lemme know what you think in the comments! Thank you!

"Y/n! captain Oro is asking for you" you did your best to hide the discomfort Armins words made you feel.

You smiled what you hoped was a convincing one and nodded. With a deep breath you made your way to Captains Oro's office.

Ever since you had been introduced to him those few weeks ago, he had taken a special liking to you. At first you had been excited, having such a highly skilled and well known captain take notice of you was one of the best feelings. Especially since your squad leader, Levi wasn't exactly heavy on praise.

Everyone loved Captain Oro, he was known for his strength and stamina on the battle field. He was both charismatic, and charming. Your fellow cadets practically swooned over him. You couldn't help but also get caught up in his perfection. At first that is..

Over time you noticed things about your meetings that put you on edge. An unnecessary shoulder touch here, a too low pat on the back there. Something was off. And although you had done your best to distance yourself from him, it was hard when your squads often had to work together.

But it was hard to say anything against him because even your cold blooded captain seemed to enjoy his presence.

Once you brought it up to your friend Sasha, about how you felt he was being too friendly. But she waved her hand and basically said you were worrying for nothing, he was just a friendly guy. And you were being dramatic.

Maybe you were overreacting? If captain levi approved of him, surely that meant he was a decent person right? Maybe he was just being really really friendly.

You decided to give him a chance and knocked on his door when you finally arrived.

"Come in" a muffled voice came from the other side.

With a click you entered the candlelit room. It was nearing sundown after all.

"Ah cadet y/n! Perfect, I was wondering if I might ask your opinion on something?" He smiled angelically and gestured towards a parchment on his desk.

"Of course sir" you nodded and approached him, reminding yourself of what sasha said. Just relax.

From the way the parchment was positioned you had no choice but to come to his side of the desk.

"Do you see this area here?" He gestured to what you now saw was a map. "What do you think of leading a squad through here instead of what we originally planned?"

The next 30 minutes you spent completely and professionally discussing strategies. Being the member of your squad that was best at this, made him asking for you completely justified. You felt bad for ever doubting his intentions.

"Thank you y/n, I think I have a better idea of what course we should pursue on our next expedition" he smiled sincerely.

"I'm glad I could be of service" you nodded and allowed a relaxed smile to pass your features. Feeling stupid you had judged him so harshly.

" If you wouldnt mind just one more thing?" You nodded as he pulled out a stack of papers.

"If you could look over this report of the last mission before I send it out? See if theres anything else to add?"

"Sure, I'd be happy to Captain" you grabbed the stack.

"And please if you can, return them to me tonight, I'll need them for the meeting bright and early"

"Yes sir, I'll finish it asap, good evening" and with that you exused yourself.

Tonight? It was already sundown. Well whatever, hes so busy he probably doesn't know what time of day it is.

You found a quiet spot amonsgt the crowds in the common room and got to work.

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"Oi brat, it's passed curfew, go to your room now, we have important work tommorow" the unmistakable voice of your captain rang through the now empty hall.

You looked up in surprise and meet his usual scowl, not even realizing how late it had gotten.

"Hai, s-sorry captain, I'll go now" you gathered the report and quickly left, not wanting to receive another scolding for taking too long.

Oh crap you still had to deliever the report. Changing routes you snuck quietly down the familiar hallways. Not particularly feeling like running into Levi again. Something about him always made you act just a little dumber and it was definitely not because of your non existent crush on him...definitely not.. he was just intimidating is all.

*knock knock*

You waited patiently but there was no answer. Crap did he already go to bed? But he knew I was coming? Ugh what should I do? He needs these reports..

With a sigh you change direction again and head for his personal chambers. There was no way you were getting in trouble for not delivering these reports on time.

You smiled when you saw dim light flood from beneath the door.

Lightly you knocked, "Captain Oro, its y/n, sorry it's so late but I have the rep-" you were cut off abruptly when the door swung open and there stood Oro.

Except he looked nothing like the Oro you were used too seeing. His hair was loose from it's normal slicked back do, and the edges were dripping slightly. His shirt was loosely thrown on revealing a decent amount of skin. He must've just bathed.. you could see why the girls were so obsessed with him. He was, platonically speaking, a very gorgeous man.

You were taken aback but reminded yourself that you did knock after hours so of course he wasnt going to be all soldiered up.

"U-um s-sorry Captain, I have the reports" you averted your eyes and shoved the reports in his direction.

"Ah y/n, thank you, would you please put them on my table? My hands are still slightly wet." He laughed holding them up innocently.

"S-sure" god why were you stuttering so much, you fight goddamn titans for a living?! But somehow you were more nervous now than when a 10meter was clawing at you.

You entered the room and tried to avoid looking around too much.

You always wondered what the inside of the higher ups rooms look-

*click*

You whipped around, alarm bells suddenly back in full force.

"Captain what are you-"

"You're such a good girl, you know that y/n?" Oros whole demeanor changed and you cursed yourself for not trusting your earlier instincts.

"U-um" you really did not know what to say or do as he took a couple steps closer.

"Always so obedient for me, I think you deserve a reward don't you?"

Shit

"That's not...that's not necessary captain, I really should be going" you tried to lunge for the door but he was quicker and much much stronger.

"I don't believe I dismissed you cadet..." he purred pinning your arms to the door in the blink of an eye.

You were by no means weak, but your struggles were useless against him.

"Let me go" it took all your strength not to stutter in fear.

"How adorable, you know I love it when you follow my orders so well, but I think..." you shivered in disgust as you felt his lips near your neck and press down.

"I'd like to see you fight me as well" you whimpered as he sucked and bit down on the soft flesh.

"S-stop it, p-please" he smirked and looked into your fearful eyes with his lustful ones. "Stop? But that's not what you really want is it? You see I know exactly how girls like you are" he chuckled darkly and moved one of his hands to grip both your arms, while the other slid lower. You gasped when he cupped your breast. "S-stop! I'll, ill scream If you don't!" You felt a tear slide down your shaking form.

"Scream?" He snickered like you had told the funniest joke.

"Go ahead and scream doll, itll be very interesting to see what happens"

"W-what?" You were utterly confused.

"Think about it, if someone walks in on us, what would they think? Seeing a cadet after hours in her superiors chambers?"

"B-but I! I was bringing the reports i wasn't-!"

"Do you honestly think theyll care what you have to say? Who do you think theyll believe y/n? You a nobody cadet who's been fighting titans for 3 seconds? Or me, a selfless hero whos saved countless of scouts lives? All I have to tell them is that you came into my room and tried to seduce me. When I tried to restrain you, you screamed. Who do you think theyll listen too? Why else would you be here so late at night?"

"Y-You're..you're insane, you're not a hero, y-you're a coward who-" he grasped your jaw harshly causing you to wince.

"I'd watch that mouth of yours y/n" he squeezed harder. I am your superior after all, and we wouldnt want any nasty rumors going around that would have you suspended from the survey corps now would we?" He bent down and to your horror pressed his lips against yours.

Fuck fuck what do I do?!? Hes blackmailing me now. I cant fight him, hes too strong, think think think.

But your mind was blank when his cold lips pressed against your lips again. "Open your mouth" he ordered in a voice laced with animilistac lust.

You abruptly turned your head away desperate to get away.

"Heh, always such a tease" he traced a finger up and down your cheek, flipping over your lips. "I'll enjoy this-"

"CAPTAIN ORO, COMMANDER ERWIN REQUESTS YOUR PRESENCE IN HIS OFFICE IMMEDIATELY" a voice shouts from the other side of the locked door.

With an annoyed sigh, Oro pulls away slightly, "Did he say why?" He lazily looks over in the direction of the door.

"NO SIR!"

"guess it can't be helped... Alright tell him I'll be there shortly" he yelled out.

"Hai" the footsteps recended and you stood deathly still.

He pulled away from you and you immediately pulled your wrists to you, they were an angry red, and it scared you how much strength he had so effortlessly displayed.

"Sorry doll, it looks like we'll have to continue this another night" he stepped away and began dressing normally as if he hadn't just been assaulting you 5 second ago. You quickly make for the door but his voice falters your step, "Oh and y/n?"

You dont look at him, but fear held you in place until he finished, "If you mention our little moment to anyone, you know what will happen" you nodded quickly, anything to appease him and get out.

When the door shut behind you, you felt the flood of tears break through.

D-did, d-did that really happen?!?

You held a hand to quiet your sobs and quickly dashed through the hallways.

You're heart thumped and you felt the need to vomit. You hadn't felt this way since the first time youd encounted a titan. All you wanted to do was get to the safety of your room, just through the hall.

It felt like a bucket of cold water had been thrown on you when a cold voice shouted out and halted your movements. Please not now, oh god any time but now.

"Oi cadet y/n are you deaf as well as dumb? I asked you a question.

"Why are you out past curfew?" he sounded definitely annoyed and you gathered all your strength to hold the sobs out of your voice.

Without turning around you answered, "I-I had to deliver some r-reports..I'll head to my room now.." you stepped forward hoping he would let you go but you were not so lucky.

"Oi brat, did you hit your head? I didn't dismiss you yet. Not to mention you haven't even addressed me properly, maybe some time cleaning up horse shit will remind you how to respect your superiors" fuck he was definitely angry now.

Still you didn't turn around, you couldn't..."S-sorry Captain Levi, I'll do better in the future.." you barely could even focus on the words coming out of your mouth, your heart was beating a mile a minute. Please just leave me alone!

"Hahh" Levi uttered in disbelief and severe annoyance, even the most novice of cadets turn around when being spoken to by a superior. "Are you trying to piss me off brat?!?"

"No sir..." still you didnt turn around, but gulped in fear when you heard sharp footsteps near you.

"Cadet y/n, you have three seconds to turn around and salute me properly before I throw you into the cells for insubordination" he ordered in his dangerously calm voice, that you never thought would be directed at you.

Having no other choice you slowly turn around, hoping to god the darkness of the room would be enough to hide your current state.

You kept your head down, letting your hair fall over your face, but gave a proper salute. Hiding the Wince that came when the tender flesh of your wrist had to bend.

Your eyes were trained on the floor. And you tried to remember how to breathe normally again.

"At least you remember how to-" abruptly his harsh scolding stopped.

Why did he stop?! Fuck did he notice something. No no calm down, he probably just is coming up with another punishment...right?

Wrong...

Levi was far from being done with dicisplining you but he caught sight of your bruised wrist and furrowed his brows immediately. He knew for a fact the last time you spoke in the hall those had not been there. He was quick to take in the rest of your demeanor and knew immediately that the reason you were acting disrespectful was because something was wrong.

"Cadet y/n.." he said suspiciously slow and not full of anger anymore.

"Y-yes?" Please dont ask me, please dont ask me, please dont-

"Look at me"

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Part 2 here

Okay so that's part 1! Please comment and lemme know what you think🥰also I'm super sensitive so please no hateful comments. Thanks for reading!