#He doesn‘t want to fuck with her head

[auroragehenna]

Ai-less Whumptober

Day 29 („The easy or the hard or the hard way.“)

CW/TW: Creepy/intimate whumper, non-con touch, hair brushing, defiant whumpee

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„Just let me brush it.“, Adam sighed, rolling his eyes.“

„Absolutely not! I am not letting you near my hair! You’re just gonna do something…bad.“

„I am not. Honestly. Come on.“

„How could I possibly trust you?“

„You don‘t really have a choice. Now what is it gonna be, hm? The easy or the hard way?“

Lyra tensed up at the trigger but then forced herself to calm down again at the last sentence. She sighs. Then gives Adam a half-smile. „You should know the answer to that one by now.“

„I do. But I am giving you the chance here to do yourself a favour, Lyra.“

„I.Can‘t.“, she replies with emphasis.

„You won‘t even try.“

„We both know that’s wrong…“, Lyra says silently.

Adam looks confused for a moment before a grin flashes over his face. Just for a moment. „Oh yeah, right. I nearly forgot about that.“

„Well then you‘re lucky. I‘ve been trying, doesn’t really work.“

„So if you‘ve done it before, you can do it again, right?“

„Adam…Just…No. What even is your goal right now?“

„My goal is to brush your hair. Now, one last time. The easy or the hard way?!“

„Try me Beyonce.“, Lyra answered and regret filled every nerve in her body but she couldn’t just play along.“

„Fine.“, Adam said and pulled our a taser. He started advancing towards her and as soon as she finally tired herself out he cornered her. „Now, I didn‘t wanna do this but you just had to go there.“ He shot the taser forward and got Lyra‘s right arm. She twitched and nearly collapsed to the ground if she hadn‘t been holding on to one of the pool lamps. Adam sneaked an arm around her waist and pulled her away and down until her shaky legs gave out under her. Once her had her sitting between his legs he bound her still weakly twitching arms and hands to her torso. He laid his head on her shoulder. „There you go, see, that wasn‘t so hard, right?“

„Fuck you.“, Lyra replied angrily and did her best not to squirm against the restraints. She tensed up, breath hitching when Adam touched her shower damp hair but after a short moment it really seemed like he was just brushing it. But she didn‘t trust him and couldn‘t relax throughout the whole thing, no matter how gentle and comforting the touch was.

Adam carded his fingers through a few strands of Lyra‘s hair, relishing in how it made her shiver. He could practically see how much she wanted to just lean into the touch and how much she didn‘t trust him. He took his time, really brushing out all the knots and fixing her hairline the way she liked it. Making it take as long as possible and loving the way she tensed at every move he made.

Finally, after what felt like eons the movement of the comb stopped. Adam‘s hand ever so gently carded through her hair a few more times before he was apparently satisfied. But then she got grabbed by her shoulders and turned around to face her tormentor.

„Now, isn‘t this much better?“, he asked holding up a few strands of Lyra‘s hair for her to see. It did look and feel much better. But she still only looked at him angrily. The touch, as gentle as it may have been and as touch-starved as she might be, had felt invasive. Touching one of the few, one of the only things that had been semi-safe and semi-still her‘s in this messed up life.

„I asked you a question.“, Adam said threateningly, snapping his fingers in front of Lyra‘s face. She flinched and wide eyes met his. „Answer. My question.“

Lyra grit her teeth in anger and fear all the same before pressing out: „It does feel better in a some ways, yes. Thank you.“

„You very welcome. Don‘t doubt me next time.“ And with that he got up and left. Grinning as no reaction came from Lyra. She was too proud to ask him if and why he wasn‘t going to untie her again for the night. And with that she would deprive herself of a lot of good rest and coping. Leaving her more vulnerable and weak tomorrow, which was nothing but good for him. He shoved the curtain aside and entered the shower and changing areas to get some rest himself. He groaned as he stretched out on the mattresses. Still it was exhausting that she could never. not make it difficult. Downright infuriating. No matter, he would break her eventually. He already did once before after all. Some time ago.“

Taglist: @yourlocalgaefae33, @princessofhe11, @greatkittencloud, @bisexuawolfsalt, @ailesswhumptober

[rafesslxt]

please please please do some hardcore fluff! i just want to see Theo really showing his love language (physical touch) like randomly touching y/n and doing anything to be close to her! kind of “i wish i could be in your skin” kind of thing, if you can!

touch starved | Theodore Nott

note: hi, thank u so much for my first request! I wrote a little bit with my ideas too, hope you still like it <3

warnings: some cursing, angst, arguing, hufflepuff!reader, me trying to write hardcore fluff, lmk if there are more

note: request are OPEN! English is not my first language

Theo was always interested in being as close to you as he could. He would love to just crawl under your skin if that was somehow possible. He loves to touch you, no matter where you are or who’s around you two.

But there were moments when this also brought its difficulties.

"Now, everything you need for the potion is at the front, take the ingredients you think would be suitable and get started." Professor Slughorn said.

Theo stood up like the good boyfriend he is and got all the Ingredients that he and y/n needed. "Here principessa, got everything we need." "Thanks Theo.“ You gave him a small kiss on his left cheek and started with the potion right in front of you.

Your boyfriend stood as close to you as possible, sometimes even right behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and stirred the kettle. He knew that other students gave him looks sometimes, but he didn't care. He just had to be near you and touch you in some way. He couldn't help it, you're like a drug to him that he can't get enough of.

Whether it was your soft skin, which smelled of vanilla from your bodylotion or your long shiny hair that smelled of peaches and was so easy to wrap around his fingers.

Your own scent drove him crazy the most. When you came fresh out of the shower, with nothing on you. Sometimes it took hours before you could finally get dressed and Theo would take his hands off you.

But he especially loves it when you play with his hair while you're both lying on the sofa in the Slytherin common room. The light tugging on individual strands made him moan softly and drove him crazy. Again, doesn‘t matter If you‘re alone or with your friends beside you. They all knew that Theo was completly smitten for you.

He also liked it when you gave him a massage after training Quidditch. "Yeah, right there baby, that‘s it.“ He groaned. He needed this. Your touch, your skin on his skin, your hands on his muscles. 

" Theo? You there ? I think it is ready, you can stop stirring." He woke up from his daydreams and looked down at himself. You were already looking up at him, chin resting on his chest. " Yeah, sorry." He put the trowel aside to stir and put both hands on your hips now. His lips just touching yours slighty as he whispered " You're beautiful." " Thank you." She smiled at him and placed both her hands on his abs above his shirt now.

His head lowered next to your ear " I need to feel you amore. Need to feel your skin on mine." He whined.

You giggled and looked around embarrassed. " Teddy, we're in the middle of class, you'll have to be patient." " Ugh... I fucking hate school."

That was a week ago now.

It had been a week since he had been able to touch you. To say Theo was on the edge was an understatement.

" Where's your other half Nott?" Blaise, who took every chance to gossip, asked. " What do you care?" Theo bit back, knowing that he didn't ask because he cared. "Oh just so, I'm just surprised as you were inseparable before and now you're hardly ever seen together. Trouble in paradise?" He provoked.

Mattheo had to hold Theo back so that the situation didn't escalate completely, but truth be told, Theo was just as worried. For different reasons to Blaise, but he wasn't entirely wrong. It was as if you were slipping out of his hands like sand. It was the weekend now and just like every other weekend before, you and the boys were always out together as a group in Hogsmeade.

What Theo didn't know, however, was that you weren't ignoring him on purpose, let alone ignoring him at all. You just had a lot on your plate, helping other students with their lessons, being a assistant for some teachers with extra work, doing your own homework and being Head Girl of your house. You had so much on your plate that you didn't even realize Theo was feeling like this.

"Where's y/n?" Mattheo asked his best friend a little more quietly so that the conversation remained private. " She's helping some first years with their studies and finding their way around Hogwarts now that the new year has started. "

Just as your boyfriend was about to hit his head down on the table, a soft voice sounded next to him " Hey baby, why are you hanging your head like that?" " Principessa?" His head shot up and his face began to beam with joy. " Come here sit with me." He scooted a little closer to Mattheo to give you more room. A few Slytherins gave you looks because you were sitting with them as a Hufflepuff, but you were already used to that.

You grabbed something small to eat and chatted with the rest of the table. You immediately feel Theo scoot close to you and put his hand on your leg. You smile a little and look at him. " What's wrong?" " I missed you." He whispered against your head, smelling your hair for the first time in a week. " When are you free again?" He asked and reached for your hand, but you stood up again at the same moment.

" I have to go, but I'll see you later, yes? " You quickly gave him a kiss and grabbed some more fruit. " What? But you haven't even eaten properly? Where are you going?" " Helping first graders, you know that." You smile and disappear from the Great Hall just as quickly as you came.

" Ugh…" Now he dropped his head on the table.

The day passed and it was time to go to Hogsmeade. "Hey man, maybe she's already there or she'll be coming after, don't worry." Mattheo tried to reassure his friend.

" It pisses me off. I'm her boyfriend! I should be more important than some stupid first years." Theo paced up and down the common room. " Yo, can we go?" Draco asked, coming out of his room. " Go ahead, I'll catch up with you." Determined, Theo got up and walked in the direction of the Great Hall first. Maybe you were hungry and came back. As he searched half the school for you, all sorts of thoughts and worries ran through his head.

What if you deliberately seek out so many tasks to keep your distance from him? What if your relationship is coming to an end? No, that couldn't be. He's the perfect boyfriend. He always listens to you, is always there for you, supports you in all your decisions, is attentive, loves spending time with you, even if it wasn't that important to you, but he also showered you with gifts.

Where could you be? He thought until a light bulb came on above his head. The library, of course. He ran up the many stairs until he stood in front of the library. Nervously, he looked for you. What happens if he asks you about it? What should he do if she says that she no longer wants to be in a relationship with him?

Although all the girls in Hogwarts were after him and he's extremely self-confident, he only had eyes for you and you were probably the only person in the world who could make him feel that way.

His heart skipped a beat when he discovered you with three first years. He cleared his throat quietly so as not to startle you. "Teddy? What are you doing here?" y/n whispered. You're the only one who's ever been allowed to call him that. The boys sometimes made fun of him, but were very quiet as soon as he threatened them.

" Can we talk for a moment? It's important." He urged, looking between her and the students. "You keep working on the task I gave you, okay? I'll be right back." The little ones nodded obediently and continued to work diligently.

You walked with Theo a few shelves to the back where you could talk undisturbed. "Is everything all right? Did something happened?" You asked worriedly. "Don't you want to be with me anymore?" He asked directly. " What? What are you talking about?" Confused and a little disappointed, she looked at her boyfriend. " You're not here all week y/n, no matter when we see each other, I have the feeling that you're taking every opportunity not to be with me. I - I'm scared for us. I miss you, damn I can't be without you around." He confessed.

"Teddy, that's absurd. I just want to help! You know I need good grades for my degree and it's easier to get them that way. I would never want to hurt you." She took a few steps towards him. "But you do! We are a couple! Shouldn't we be together more? I miss you so much, it's like my air is gone to breathe. I - I love you, y/n. Fuck I love you so much!"

Although they were together, neither of you had ever said the L word before. " You- You do?" " Of course! Why else would I be with you? Why else am I looking for you all over the school? Why don't you understand me?" Frustrated, he ran his fingers through his hair, completely enraged. " Theo I l - " " No you know what ? Forget it. It was stupid to come here, don't let me bother you. " " But - " but he was already out the door. " - I love you too." You whispered as he disappeared from the library.

On the way out, he realized what he had said. Fuck, wasn't he wrong after all? He knows how important your future and grades are to you. The more steps he took towards Hogsmeade, the more nauseous he felt. For the first time he told you that he loves you and then left you like that? Merlin, he has to straighten that out.

When he arrived in Hogsmeade, he bought a large quantity of your favorite flowers and lots of roses, chocolate and a present.

He was walking through the alleyways when the boys came towards him, Mattheo at the front. "Hey man, we've already seen you - what's wrong with you? Didn't go so well huh?" Theo shook his head. " No, not a bit, to be honest, I completely messed it up."

" Good luck then, don't mess it up again. She's pretty cool for a Hufflepuff," Mattheo grinned.

Back at Hogwarts, Theo already had a plan but he needed help. "Jane! Hey, I need your help, please." He looked at your best friend, who only returned his look in confusion. "What do you want, Nott?" She wasn't the biggest fan of his, but respected y/n's decision and trust in him. " I know it sounds crazy, but you have to let me into your common room." Jane started to laugh out loud " What? Have you gone crazy? In case you haven't noticed, you're a Slytherin."

" Jane please, I messed up and I need to apologize to her. I have something planned for her ." He pointed to the flowers and presents in his hand. "And you have to do this in her room?" She asked with a sigh. "Please." He swallowed all his pride and tried to be as convincing as possible.

Annoyed, your best friend exhaled and shook her head. "Okay, but let's keep this between us and for the record, I'm only doing this for y/n!" If Theo wasn't himself, he would have loved to squeeze her for joy. "Thank you! Can you give this to y/n? It says that she should meet me in her room." She took the note and pocketed it.

"Then come on, I don't have all day." She led him to the entrance of the Hufflepuff. " You never tell anyone about this, understand?" He nodded and continued to follow her. They walked through the same corridor as the school kitchen was. Suddenly, Theo stood in front of huge barrels, looking questioningly at them

Jane tapped on a barrel that was stacked between two others. She did it in a certain rhythm. Suddenly, the path to the common room opened up. Theo had never seen it before, let alone heard of it. " Through there, up and you're inside. Her room is the tunnel on the far left." " Thanks again. " He walked through the middle barrel and then up a short steep path through an earthy corridor, which brought him to the common room. The room was empty, probably everyone was out in Hogsmeade or somewhere in the castle for the weekend. As Jane had told him, he went through the small underground tunnel on the far left. The doors were round and looked like the lids of barrels.

Not quite his taste, but it all looked very cozy and sunny. (JKR had probably once described it that way.)

Inside y/n's room, Theo started putting up his favorite flowers and scattering rose petals around the room. He placed chocolate on the bed and kept the present in his pocket. It wasn't long before he heard the door open.

"Theo? What are you doing here?" You spoke a little more quietly, afraid that someone would notice that he was here. "Y/n please listen, I'm incredibly sorry. I shouldn't have hit on you like that, I know how important your grades are to you and I should have known that you wouldn't ignore me on porpose. And I'm also sorry that I just left like that after I said I love you. "

" Oh Teddy… " You walked up to him and hugged him tightly. He threw his arms around her and hugged her as tight as he could. " Is it true what you said?" " What do you mean?" " That you love me? " He looked down and took her face in both hands. " Of course, I love you amore. You're all that matters to me. That's why I reacted the way I did. I was… desperate and so… fucking touch starved. " I love you too, Teddy. " you told him with a smile on her face, looking into his eyes.

" Really?" He couldn't have been happier. " And all this wasn't even necessary." She pointed to the rose petals and chocolate. "Because I'm sorry too, I really should have thought more about us. Jane's going to help me tutor the children from now on. That way I have more time for us."

" I'm so glad everything is okay." He whispered against your forehead. " Me too." He took your chin between his fingers and lifted your head. " You're driving me crazy, dolcezza."

His lips brushed yours just softly at first, until you couldn't wait any longer and filled the gap between you two. The kiss was gentle but passionate. Theo grabbed both of your thighs and lifted you up, whereupon you wrapped both legs around him.

He sat down on the bed behind him, with you on his lap. You started giggling as he began kissing your neck. " Teddy… I don't know when Jane is coming back." " I want you so so so so bad… " " I know, but now is not the right time. I'm sorry… " He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled gently. " It's okay, don't worry about it. Besides, I have something for you. " He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cute little package with a bow. " Here baby, open it. " " Theo… you didn't have to do that, really. "

"Open it, trust me you'll love it." You carefully open the bow and flip open the small box. You accelerate quickly. " Oh Merlin, it's beautiful Theo. " With tears in your eyes, you took the golden necklace out of the box. On it hung the letter T which was set with small individual diamonds. "Will you put it on me?"

He took the necklace from your hand and pulled your hair to one side. He carefully put it around your neck and then put your hair back over your shoulders. "Thank you Teddy, I love it." Full of love, you kissed him, causing him to fall backwards onto the mattress. He briefly parted from your lips and looked down at your decollete, where his letter T now lays. " Fuck, now I want you even more than before. " You had to start giggling again. " Trust me Teddy, the right moment will come. " you said and sealed your words with a kiss.

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[bravo4iscool]

hey hun!! i had a request idea i thought you might like <3

i loveeeee the idea of simon flirting with chubby!reader at a bar and eventually bringing them home. they start to fool around, and he brings them to his bedroom. reader suddenly flicks the lights off and simon is like ‘pardon? you don’t want me to see how gorgeous you are?’ :(( Simon turns the lights back on and makes sure reader knows they never need to turn the lights off with someone who *really* wants to be with them <3

i fainted when i first read this. THIS IS AMZING AND SO HIM, OH MY GOD AHHHHWIAZVZAUJSZAWWD.

before y‘all read this i just wanna say that i‘ve never written smut or anything (only suggestive stuff), so i‘m sorry if this maybe doesn‘t hit as hard as it should😭 i‘m still tryna pass that threshold when writing anything dirty lol.

i changed the os a bit from what the requests said but the message is still the same (i hope), so i hope you’re not too mad at me😅

fem!reader or afab!reader, strangers to lovers, one night stands, chubby!reader, insecure!reader, flirting, confident as fuck!simon, light smut (?), definitely suggestive

i’m not really happy with this but i hope you like it anyways😭 also, english isn’t my first language and i’m a virgin so, please don’t expect too much lol :)

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taglist - @comeonatmebruh, @yazminetrahan

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

It was supposed to be a normal night out. You would accompany your friend and watch her get wasted, only being there to drive her home if needed. Most of the time however she found someone to go home to. You didn‘t. You just sat in the booth or at the bar, watching all the pretty girls shoot their shot.

But apparently today wasn‘t like usual. There was this man, fucking huge and build like a fridge, watching you. At first you thought he was watching your friend, like most man but even when she left he kept looking at you.

It made you uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable. He probably was just making fun of you with his friend. You were the only plus size person in the whole bar, so of course there would be at least one person making fun of you. Looks like he was the one today.

You glance at him for a couple more seconds before you decide to shake your head and concentrate on watching your friend. She was throwing down shot after shot and you were starting to get worried. Yes, she occasionally drank but never to that extent.

„Ey,“ the bartender almost yells at you over the music, pushing a cocktail towards you. You frown, shaking your head.

„I didn’t order anything.“

„I know, but he did,“ he points his head in the direction of a table and when you turn to look which table you’re met with the eyes of the mysterious man. You slightly tilt your head when he smirks at you, raising his eyebrows. You blink at him before you turn around again and take the drink.

„Tell him thank you,“ you smile at the bartender but he just shakes his head.

„I think you can do that yourself.“ He looks behind you and you turn around once again, seeing the man walk towards you. And now that he was standing at his full height you could see how massive he really was. Holy fuck, you thought. What in the world do you need to do to become that broad.

“Evenin’” he greets you as he sits down beside you, his voice gruff and deep. You smile at him with a nod, a bit confused. “You alone ‘ere?” He looks at you and you feel like you’re drowning in those eyes.

“No,” you hesitatingly say, glancing at your friend who totally randomly made her way over to you now. “I’m with her,” you force a smile as she starts to cling to you, obviously trying to flirt with him but he keeps his eyes on you.

“Ya like the drink?” His eyes wander towards your hands, playing with the rim of the glass.

“I…haven’t tried it yet.”

“Well, then maybe ya should,” he smirks. You feel blood rushing into your cheeks and your hand lifts to taste the drink when you’re interrupted by a voice.

“Hey,” your friend slurs, latching herself onto the man’s arm and batting her eyelashes at him. “You free tonight?” she i’m wants to know and you feel a knot forming in your stomach.

This was supposed to be your moment, not hers. He bought you a drink, not her.

You start fiddling with your fingers, your gaze darting around anywhere but him. Of course she would destroy this moment. She wouldn’t let you have anything would she?

“Not free t’night,” he answers, carefully pushing her off. “Hopefully,” he adds and you raise your gaze. He stares at you.

Your friend chuckles and you grimace. “You shouldn’t let her wait any longer,” you force another smile. “You can take her home.”

He tilts his head. “I bought ya a drink. Not ‘er.” That surprised you. This would be the first time someone really was interested in you and not…her. Normally you were the plan b when they couldn’t reach her. They were going through you. You expected the same of him.

And that was exactly how you and that man, his name was Simon, ended up in his hallway, making out like an inexperienced teenager couple.

Your breath is heavy as he pushes you against your door; the one you two barely made it through.

“Been watchin’ ya all night long,” he mumbles against your lips, his hands wandering over your body and squeezing your hips and waist. “Ya too good lookin’ t’ just be left alone.”

A small moan escapes your lips and you let your head fall back against the door. This was almost too much for you. When was the last time someone took you home? Lord knows when…

“Gon’ make ya feel pretty good, yea?” You can feel him smirk against your skin as he places kiss after kiss on your neck.

“Simon,” you gasp when he finds your weak spot, your knees starting to wobble. Your hands reach out for him, trying to steady yourself. That makes him smirk even more.

Oh, the power he already had over you…

Your head is dizzy and your vision almost blurry when he drags you along into his bedroom, an unknown heat pooling in your lower stomach.

You fall onto his bed like you were always meant to and your eyes widen as he crawls over you, his lips finding your as if you’d known him for years.

Your hands make their way over his shoulder to his neck, pulling him closer to you and arching your back. You need something- him.

A breathy moan rolls over your lips when he starts to unbutton your blouse and you’re afraid your heart might jump out of your chest.

His eyes are glued to your body, taking in every single curve, every single stretch mark; anything he can manage to engrave into his brain.

“Lookin’ so pretty, all f’r me,” he whispers, starting to plant kisses all over your body, which only fuels the heat in your lower body. You arch your back again, shuddering against his hands.

“Simon,” you whimper, closing your eyes for a brief second.

“Yea Sweetheart?” he chuckles, glancing up at you. His hands start to travel over your body up to your shoulders to push off your blouse. And that was the moment you felt your insecurity washing over you.

Your breath gets caught in your throat and your start to squirm. Why were you doing this right now? He couldn’t possibly really be attracted to you, could he? Did he even really look at you?

“Simon,” you say his name again, looking at him, your eyes slightly blown.

“Yes, Love?” He stops what he’s doing immediately, carefully straightening up again. “Wha‘ is it? Ya want t’ stop?” He carefully cups your cheek, trying to read your face. Did he do something wrong?

You hesitate a second before you look at him. “Can we…turn the light off?” you carefully ask, feeling exposed under his harsh but at the same time soft gaze.

“Why’s that?” He tilts his head, clearly confused. He wants to look at and admire you. So, why turn the light off? “Ya not insecure, are ya?”

You feel yourself blush at that question, trying to hide your belly with your arms but he’s faster. He gently wraps his calloused hands around your wrists and pulls your arms away. “Non’ of that, Love. Wanna see ya,” he mumbles, leaning down to kiss you again.

“How long ‘as it been since ya been with someone?” he wants to know, once again making his way down your neck.

“I…don’t know,” you stutter, swallowing. “Maybe three or, or four years.” You feel ashamed of this confession, being afraid he might laugh at you and maybe think you were pathetic but he does nothing of that.

He only pulls back from you, his eyes never leaving yours. “These men around ya must be blind f’r sure,” he shakes his head. “They g’t a whole ass mean in front of ‘em but they be just lookin’ past it.”

He now fully pulls back until he’s resting on his knees and pulls his shirt off. “Y’know why I bought ya that drink?” he asks, a smirk back on his face, and you hesitantly shake your head.

He leans down, kissing down your collar bones towards your breasts. “Bought ya that damn thing because I couldn’t get me eyes off of ya.” His mouth is vibrating against you skin as he chuckles.

A moan gets stuck in your throat and you feel your body start to tremble when he starts to pull your upper body up to strip off your blouse and bra.

“These hips were almost hypnotising t’me.” His mouth starts to get dangerously close to your breasts when he gently lays you down again. “And ya curves are what I dream of at night.”

His tongue starts to circle one of your nipples and your hands grip the sheets. How were you supposed to think straight when he was playing with your body and mind like that?

“Wouldn’t ‘ave brought ya home if I didn’t want t’ see ya.” Simon’s hand wander down your body, ready to unbutton your jeans while he glances up at you, feasting on your lustful expression.

“Ya fucking gorgeous, Love. Ya don’t need t’ hide that.” His hand slips into your panties, a smirk playing on his lips when he feels how wet you are.

When your feel Simon’s fingers slip through your folds you can’t bite back that moan. You arch your back; your insecurities long forgotten. “Simon,” you stutter, your hands once again gripping the sheets. “Please,” you whine, not even knowing what you’re asking for.

He chuckles against your skin, carefully pushing one finger in. “Look a’ ya already fallin’ apart f’r me. Beggin’ f’r me.”

You feel like you’re officially in heaven, not even noticing how he pulls the rest of your clothes off, pushing your legs apart. “Gon’ show ya how a real man should treat ya,” he promises before he goes down on you.

And god, that man was eating you out like a man almost starved to death. He holds you down by your hips, chuckling when you try to squirm away from him, too overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure that were crashing over you.

“Simon- Simon…” you feel tears glistening in your eyes. “Fu-fuck,” you cry out, your hand unconsciously reaching for his head, pulling on the dirty blond strands.

He moans against you clit, his grip around your thighs tightening. “Do that again Love. Do it again.” And you do. You pull his hair again fully unaware of the fact that his cock was throbbing in his pants, almost hurting.

But he wouldn’t focus on his pleasure, no. He would only focus on you; showing you how a real man should treat someone like you.

[caelisblade]

¡! oh, those ocean eyes | tartaglia

cw: fem reader (use of term wife but other than that no other pronouns); mentions of pregnancy; smut, very mild breeding / impreg kink ???, pet names (baby, sweetheart, angel)

wc: 3.4k

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did writing it, it's one of the longest things I've written in a long time

"welcome our soldiers and heroes back to our homeland after they have completed their task for our queen, the tsaritsa. please, welcome back the knave, ms. arlecchino and mr. tartaglia!“

your eyes widened at the announcement echoing throughout the entire nation. 

how come you were not notified of his return? by the tsaritsa, you were so close to murdering someone in anger but this frustration quickly faded when you came back to the realization that your husband finally was home. 

you immediately grabbed your jacket and went outside into the familiar freezing cold, everybody who knew you and your relationship with ajax congratulated you for his return which you returned with 'thank you's. 

a small part of you wished they would just shut up and let you run to finally let you see your husband after four long months. 

what state is he in? is he alright? 

the questions and worries in your mind were so overpowering that you started to ignore the people who congratulated you and just started running on the slippery, icy grounds. 

luckily, as you had become very familiar with these grounds, you didn‘t slip and fall; quickly arriving at the big entrance to zapolyarny palace where you were — again — stopped by the guards. 

"halt! you can‘t simply enter the— oh, it‘s you! apologies, ma‘am, i had not noticed it was you. you may enter. welcome!", the guard said, tone firm, yet in some strange way, welcoming as well. 

"thank you", you replied with a soft smile, as you entered the icy halls of the palace, immediately trying to figure out where your husband was. 

"oh, hello, y/n!", arlecchino greeted you, as she was about to leave. "he‘s in the infirmary, getting patched up.“

before you could inquire about his current state, she just disappeared. with no further thoughts about this, you just ran towards the infirmary, finally spotting your husband in just a hospital gown as he bit into the pillow in pain when the nurse applied some disinfecting cloth on his wounds. 

"hey, hey! stop! you‘re hurting him more like this“, you yelled, pushing the nurse away. being used to his … adventurous behavior, you had figured out how to take care of him as pain-free as possible. "can i take care of my husband myself?"

the nurse nodded before she rolled her eyes, mumbling something along the lines of 'why even let me do my job, just pretend you know it all better' which pissed you off even more. 

"listen, you little bitch, you have no idea what i went through these last four months. now shut the fuck up and let me do my job. and not to forget, i was a nurse here with the fatui, too, for way longer than you probably even lived, until i married this idiot and he insisted on how he doesn‘t want me to work for my money. now piss off."

the nurse scoffed before she left and you were finally all alone with your husband. 

"oh, you stupid, stupid idiot. how many times do i need to tell you to be more careful", you mumbled as you brushed some strands of hair out of his face. 

ajax groaned in pain as he lifted his head, still trying to laugh to lighten up the whole situation. "if only you knew what i did all this time, you‘d be so proud of me", he laughed, making you smile. 

"oh, i am proud of you either way, baby", you replied, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. "you did so amazing. i can't wait for you to tell me everything. now, shut up, and let me get somebody to bring you home. alright? i’ll personally take care of you until you’re fully back to your health.”

you quickly stood up, calling for somebody and a low-rank agent arrived, greeting both of you with a quick bow; asking how he could be of assistance. 

"i need somebody to escort me and my husband home. i'll be taking care of him myself in our home. would you please arrange a car for us?", you asked the agent, who eagerly nodded, excusing himself before he left the infirmary. 

"let's get you dressed, honey", you mumbled, carefully helping him to turn around; wincing as you heard his groans in pain and you quickly ready his clothes to put them on. as he was finally dressed, the agent returned, and announced a car was ready for departure. 

"hold on, dearest, may i talk to you?", the cold, yet sweet voice of the one person you always loved to chat with echoed through the freezing hallways of the palace. 

you immediately stood, bowing slightly at the sight of the tsaritsa. “of course.” you quickly turned your attention to childe, telling him you’d be back shortly before you followed the usually icy queen to her only warm and comforting room. 

“is there something i can do for you, your highness?”, you asked carefully; after all, she was an archon. as much as she asked for some casual chats and invited you for tea because of your relationship with childe – and because she never got to have somebody to chat with as she does with you–, she was still the person you worshiped all your life. at least, before you got to meet her as childe’s fiancée for the first time personally as he went to her for her blessing. 

his loyalty to her was something else, and if you weren’t just the same towards her, you’d probably be incredibly jealous. 

“just tell me… is he doing okay?”, she asked, her voice soft and at the brink of breaking. 

it was unbeknownst to all but childe was somehow her favorite of all her harbingers. it was not because of his successes but because of how courageous and yet caring he was despite his young age, especially compared to all the other harbingers. “he will be fine. i’ll take care of him. he is doing quite okay, the medic on the travel home made more than enough notes on his recovery process to allow me to personalize a therapy plan. he will be out of commission for a few weeks, however. i’ll try my best to get him back on his feet as soon as possible.”

“please, don’t be afraid to contact any of the agents if there is anything you require. we will make sure ajax is well taken care of.”

ajax. she rarely called him that – actually, she never did; in your presence at least. your eyes teared up as she offered you her full support, and before you knew it, you were already embraced in her arms and sobbing, seeking comfort in one of the two only people you had placed your trust in throughout your entire life. 

“i’m sorry, your highness, i did not mean to break down like this.”

“no need to apologize, my child, you have every right to feel this way. i can’t even imagine living with the most horrible thoughts of your loved one in danger with no chance of communication on his well-being. please don’t hesitate to ask for anything you need, yes?”

“thank you, your highness. i will return to him now and get him home. i’ll make sure he’s well taken care of”, you stood up, bowing slightly in front of her before you made your way back to the infirmary, smiling slightly as you saw childe bickering with an agent about how he could walk by himself and does not need any support. 

“leave it to me. i know how to handle this big baby here”, you chuckled, shaking your head. “can’t you just agree to play the sick and hurt card here for once? i want to pamper you like you deserve, my dearest prince.” 

“you know i can’t”, he laughed lightly, grabbing your hand as you both walked out of the infirmary and the palace as quickly as he was able to. once you were ready for departure, you leaned against his shoulder, taking in a shaky breath.

“did you cry?”, he mumbled, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. you could only nod, tears rolling down your cheeks as you embraced the emotions you tried so hard to suppress all this time; finally allowing yourself to be so weak in front of your husband and it felt so good as you cried, sobbed and he comforted you with occasional “shh”’s and “it’s all okay”’s. 

once you arrived home, you helped him out of the car and towards the house, smiling as you saw the bunch of flowers and tiny gifts scattered all over the front porch. “everyone’s so happy you’re back, it seems”, you giggled. “as am i, love. i missed you so much.”

you settled him on the couch, firing up the woods in the chimney, and sat down next to him, gently brushing through his hair. “please, let me know if you need anything. i’ll be here for you, yeah?”

“stop stressing out so much, baby, just lay down with me here and let me hug you. i missed your touch too much to stay away from you right now.” 

you sighed lightly, chuckling softly as you laid down next to him and looked up at him, staring at his sparkling eyes as he stared at you with so much love in his whole body, it seemed like the pain he was feeling suddenly didn’t matter, simply because he was with you now. 

“i love you so much, sweetheart. i never meant to worry you as much as i did. i know that you cried when her majesty asked you for a quick talk. i heard your sobs. i’m okay, though. i’m safe and with you now, hm? just give a couple of days and i’ll be up on my feet again”, he chuckled lightheartedly, kissing your forehead softly. 

“yeah, right. as if i’m going to let you”, you scoffed before you giggled, shaking your head. “you, my good sir, are going to stay laying right on this couch until i allow you to get up. i might let you go to our bedroom, though, but chances are low as of now.” 

“we’ll see about that”, he whispered suggestively, smirking as he saw you biting your lip. 

“you know what? maybe i should just tie you up to our bed, hm? so, that you can’t escape me”, you replied with a giggle. “you’ve been away from me for way too long, i just need to be with you here.” 

“and you have me, right here with you. i don’t plan on leaving until you clear me for missions and her majesty has another task for me. i love you. so much, baby. you deserve the world for always being so patient with me whenever i get sent on a mission over a long period of time. and i would give you the world if i could”, he whispered. “you’re so incredible for the patience you have with me.” 

the moment he kissed you properly for the first time after four long months, and it was the most gentle and sensual kiss you experienced in a long time. and despite his injuries, he didn’t hesitate to pull you on his lap, promising he wasn’t hurting as much anymore as he did earlier. 

“you take care of me so well, sweetheart. i owe you at least one bit of indulging”, he chuckled, softly brushing through your hair. “it’s just your little reward for being such a good and patient girl for me, baby.” 

you shuddered at how he was speaking to you like he hadn’t just returned from one of the longest battles of his life. “mhm, i missed the way you feel against my lips. i missed the way you taste, the way you whine when i pull away for a short breather. you’re still my beautiful needy girl, aren’t you, baby?”, he mumbled, peppering gentle kisses all over your neck. 

you were only able to nod, sighing in bliss as you started getting distracted by his soft ministrations. “i am”, you mumbled, smiling innocently. and he was so whipped for you, that he wasn’t noticing any of the pain he was experiencing because of the way you made him feel. 

“that’s a good girl”, he mumbled, smiling as he placed a gentle kiss on your lips. 

over the four months he had spent on travels, he had been waiting the most for this moment – to finally hold you in his arms, kissing you as gently as possible – because he had missed you so, so much. 

it was all that was in his mind when he fought that all-devouring narwhal for almost two months straight with no break whatsoever. all he could think of was holding you in his arms again, having you on top of him, underneath him, just having you with him. it didn’t matter, nothing mattered to him as long as you were there. 

“i love you so much, sweetheart”, he whispered once more before he kissed you so desperately, yet so lovingly, it made you feel so dizzy. ajax poured all the love he felt for you into this kiss, as he slowly made moves to remove your clothing, having missed the feeling of you naked on top of him. 

“n-no, ajax, we shouldn’t. y-you’re hurt, and… i could never forgive myself if i ever hurt you in this way”, you mumbled, trying to get up from his lap but he stopped you with yet another kiss, smiling softly. 

“i’m doing a lot better, angel. don’t worry about me, yeah? i’m okay. and i just want to be close to you. let me remember how good it feels to be with you. it has been way too long and way too lonely all this time”, he tried to milden your worries. 

with slight hesitation, you nod, slowly helping him remove his clothes, too, as he winced when a short bit of pain coursed through his body. “i’m so sorry, i knew this was a horrible idea”, you sighed, shaking your head. 

“shh, relax, sweetheart, i’m okay. don’t worry, i can handle a little bit of pain”, he chuckled, shaking his head. “you worry too much, angel. i’ll be fine. if i can’t handle you right now, it’s because you’re too fucking hot.” 

your cheeks were burning as you heard his stupid compliment – he always knew how to make you embarrassed and feel so stupidly in love with him. sometimes it felt like, ajax wasn’t your husband but you two were still stuck in the freshly dating stage, just because of how random his compliments were. 

“idiot”, you mumbled, smiling as you leaned down. the fire in the chimney was keeping both of you warm enough, yet the way he touched you had you shivering. 

“well, i’m your idiot. there’s no way you can get rid of me”, he chuckled, slowly starting to tease your clit with his thumb as you let out a needy whimper to which he couldn’t help laughing. “cute.”

“stop teasing, idiot”, you whined, “i need you.” 

“mhm, baby, i know you do. you’re so wet for me already, drenching those cute little panties of yours because you missed me, huh?” you could only nod as he increased the pressure on your clit, eyes rolling back as the pleasure coursed through your body. 

“mhm, oh, fuck”, was the only reply you could get out. 

“god, i missed those pretty little sounds you let out”, he groaned, slowly pushing the fabric of your panties aside and aligning his cock with your entrance, before he slowly pushed himself inside, having you cry out as you felt so full of him, your body needing a moment to adjust taking your dearest husband in again. 

“so full of me, aren’t you, angel?”, he let out a grunt as you slowly started moving up and down his cock, whining as he filled you up so good, making you feel dizzy from all the pleasure each time his cock hit your g-spot. 

“mhm, ajax, please”, you cried, thoughts started to blur as you slowly got closer and closer to the edge, you felt pathetic for being unable to control yourself but the need you had felt throughout the long time of distance from your husband was overwhelming you. 

“wanna cum, baby? mh, please, come for me, hm? make a mess, i don’t care. just make yourself feel good on my cock. i’ll come deep inside of you if you do, angel; gonna give you that baby we always wanted, hm? how does that sound, sweetheart?”, he babbled, eyes rolling back as he, too, got closer to his orgasm. “gonna fill you up so good, angel, just make me proud and come for me.” 

it was as if on cue when you suddenly shuddered and lost all control of your body for a moment. the dizzying pleasure was overwhelming every fiber of your body as you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore and just slumped down on his body, hugging him as carefully as you could. 

you clenching around him so tightly triggered his own release as he let out a groan, finally coming buried deep inside of you. 

“i missed this. i missed you, ajax. much more than i could ever put into words”, you whispered. he chuckled softly, nodding. 

“same for me, angel. i missed you a lot and am so happy i’m back with you now”, he replied in a slightly breathless but content and happy tone. “and perhaps… we can focus throughout my time off in recovery on us and… maybe attempt for the baby we always wanted? her highness gave me the go for as much time off as i require and… i don’t know… that was all i was thinking of all this time.” 

“well… in that case…”, you started, biting your lip in excitement. “i have great news.” 

you got off him, giggling as his cum trickled down your thighs, and grabbed the gift box you had prepared for him. he sat up confusedly, watching your every move until you returned to him and gave the box to him. 

he opened the box and inspected the insides as he picked up the baby shoes and the positive pregnancy test result from your doctor and looked at you with a confused gaze in his eyes. as the realization hit, his eyes teared up and he smiled so brightly. 

“are you…?”

you nodded excitedly and giggled when he touched your tummy and you saw the happy tears roll down his cheeks. “i went to the doctor when i just couldn’t stop feeling nauseous and constantly throwing up. and then he just… confirmed my suspicions actually. i had a feeling it might be a pregnancy but i just didn’t want to… believe it, i guess? but yeah, uhm, this happened when i… well, we, had our… goodbye fuck”, you giggled as you couldn’t find a better wording. he laughed with you, shaking his head. 

“and since you’re clear of any missions for the time being until you’re back to your duties, i thought this was the perfect moment to tell you.” 

“you made me the happiest man right now, baby. wait… does my family know?”, he chuckled. “they do, don’t they? that’s why teucer sent me a letter saying that you got a surprise for me, hm?” 

you giggled as you nodded. “i did tell him not to tell you anything but he asked if he could at least do that. and the thought of teasing you all the way over here was too tempting.”

“you’re such a fucking minx. i love you, so much”, he mumbled as he pulled you into a hug, cuddling as you relaxed in his arms. “another question… did the doctor clear you for sex? i hope this wasn’t too much on you just now. god, now i feel terrible for talking you into–” 

“shh, you didn’t force me or anything. i’m fine. the doctor said it’s alright”, you giggled, kissing him gently on the cheek. “let’s sleep a little, huh? let me grab a blanket quickly and let’s sleep.” 

once you cleaned yourself up and grabbed a blanket, you laid down next to your already sleeping husband, hugging him as you, too, slowly fell asleep in the comfort of his arms and finally were able to sleep properly through one night with no worries in your mind.

[justporo]

Tavern Talk

I really wanted to write a little something about the companions enjoying a moment of banter at breakfast - so have them complaining about Astarion and Tav not being able to keep their… nightly activities subtle… Spoiler warning!

Pairing: Astarion / GN!Tav

Warning: Talk of sex

(Gif from here!)

The whole party was sitting together eating breakfast in the tavern they stayed in - except, Tav and Astarion sat a few tables away and none of them were really eating. While the vampire and the wood elf were sitting at their small cozy table in the corner being all cute, the rest of the party sat at the big table in the middle and openly stared at the couple - a spoonfull or two even forgotten halfway to its destination.

„I swear to all Gods that will listen that if I have to endure them going at it one more night, I‘m going to kill myself right here, Absolute be damned“, Gale moaned pressing the balls of his hands into his eyesockets. He did indeed look even more tired than usually. Seemingly, the fact that he had one of the two rooms next to the happy couple was to blame.

„I agree, maybe Tav should‘ve taught this wretched vampire to not moan so loudly - even the bard‘s yapping would have been less annoying“, Lae‘zel agreed - she had the other room next to them. She stabbed the fruit on her platter as if she tried to murder it and chewed it angrily. Karlach snorted a little at the githyanki‘s murderous mood while she took a bite of bread.

„Well, if it‘s in his nature to be this vocal than it‘s better to let it out than forcing it down“, Halsin chimed in, a somewhat dreamy look in his eyes while eating another big spoonful of his porridge. He was the only one that wasn‘t really staring at the two other elves.

The druid‘s comment made all heads turn to him for a hot second. „Eww“, Shadowheart made quietly and scrunched up her nose while she kept twirling her sole cup of tea in front of her around.

„Tchk, druid, if you don‘t mind sleeping next to what sounds like a dying owlbear then I‘ll happily swap rooms with you and maybe you can ask to join next time they‘re at it“, Lae‘zel spit towards the towering elven druid.

„That‘s absolutely not what a dying owlbear would sound like“, Halsin answered very matter-of-fact, staring down at the table now with furrowed brows. His pointy ears had turned a telltale shade of light pink.

„You‘re all just jealous“, Karlach entered the conversation. She sat relaxedly on the bench leaning back and crossed her arms over her chest: „Jealous, because they are getting some and we all don‘t.“ „Tss, getting some is not the problem. But you don‘t have to rub it into everyone‘s faces how much amazing sex you‘re having“, Shadowheart responded, nose still scrunched up in disgust.

„So, what I‘m hearing is that you might have a big orgy with an endless amount of lovers in your room every night and none of us would ever know and you would absolutely never sass us about it in your sarcastic little tone you have sometimes“, the wizard replied dryly to Shadowheart‘s remark while raising an eyebrow at the half-elf and gesturing towards her with one hand. „Well, I wouldn‘t tell you, for starters, Gale. Just because you can never keep your mouth shut doesn‘t mean the rest of us can‘t - stop projecting yourself on everybody else.“ That earned Shadowheart snorts and chuckles all around the table - and the wizard did not have a witty reply anymore.

Silence spread through the group. Lae‘zel kept murdering her breakfast, Halsin munched on his food as did Wyll. Karlach kept forgetting to put her bread in her mouth to actually eat it while still throwing glances over to where Tav and Astarion were now holding hands and leaning their heads together like the lovebirds they were. Shadowheart and Gale kept holding on to their hot beverages. Shadowheart usually skipped out on eating for breakfast - and Gale seemed to still fight with being deprived of his beauty sleep.

„But what‘s changed? We all know they fucked before“, Karlach finally broke the silence. The comment earning mumbled approval and more groans around the table („Don‘t remind me, tiefling“, Lae‘zel spat). „They smooch all the damn time in front of everyone and at the most inappropriate times. I mean, it‘s not like they‘re trying to hide anything“, Karlach continued and shrugged. „Yes, by the Gods, I‘d hope they would hide it“, Gale whispered under his breath and stared at the ceiling in desperation.

„I‘d assume what‘s changed is that they‘re both now truly free to choose the one they love and act upon it - without ulterior motives or fear behind it.“ This was the first time Wyll offered any insight on the topic. He had rather politely held his tongue on the matter, not wanting to judge and indulge the gossiping.

„Hmm“, the druid agreed with him and nodded solemnly, „I would think breaking out of your slavery of two hundred years and experiencing real love and genuine connection after that can quite positively turn your world around for the better.“ „Don‘t romanticise that they can‘t be more subtle!“, Shadowheart immediatly exclaimed and crossed her arms over her chest.

„Well, for what it‘s worth I think they deserve to enjoy their love in peace for a bit but if you‘re all so bothered about it, I can go and talk to them about it later“, Wyll offered, completely being the diplomat about the whole thing.

„Chk, warlock, don‘t bother - I feel like these people don‘t want a solution, they‘d rather sit here every morning and gossip and bitch about it“, said Lae‘zel who had finished her food and was now just sitting between the others while brooding.

„I‘m all about handling this like adults“, Gale said and lifted his cup of tea halfway ,“but if they insist behaving like rabbits, we might as well-“

The group never found out what the wizard would have proposed, because he made a sudden jolt and splashed his tea all over himself. Gale squinted through the streams of liquid running down his face and turned around.

Astarion had snuck up on them and kneed Gale in the back, making him spill his drink. Murder twinkled in the vampire‘s red eyes. Karlach and Halsin had broke out into full, body-shaking laughter, even Wyll and Lae‘zel let out a chuckle while Shadowheart just shook her head in disappointment.

„If you keep talking about Tav and me in terms of critters, I will gut you like one, wizard. And that goes for all of you“, Astarion hissed after he had leaned down to Gale who was trying to soak up the spilled beverage with some napkins.

„Please do, if you two keep insisting on being godsdamned lovebirds. You‘d be doing me a favour“, Gale replied. Astarion hissed again - but now with a dirty smirk on his face: „Well, if that‘s the case you‘re also happy to come over and watch next time, bastard.“ „You should clear that with Tav first, Astarion“, Shadowheart added dryly. The round chuckled again and now seemingly relaxed. Astarion still looked ready to spill innards but the tension in his shoulders had loosened a little.

„Yo, Tav“, Karlach shouted over to the elf after she had calmed down a bit from all the laughter „keep your guarddog in check, would ya?“ Then she laughed again. Tav just flipped her off across the room and started laughing as well.

Halsin meanwhile had finished his meal and made to get up. He walked over to Astarion and patted the vampire on the back who winced at first but relaxed quickly again. „Maybe keep it down a little next time, so we can all keep being friends, eh?“, the druid offered in a friendly manner and smiled at the vampire.

Astarion made to protest: „I‘m not your…“ But then he stopped while his gaze wandered over this unlikely party of adventurers and back to Tav as well and realised the druid was right: they were, all of them, his friends.

[cassieb1617]

Risky nights under the moon💌

Pairing: Remus Lupin x fem!reader

Angst

Summary: Submitted to the power of the full moon, Remus accidentally hurts the one person he swore to never hurt, how will they handle the complicated situation that takes place in Hogwarts‘ hospital wing?

Warnings: reader get injured but nothing too badly, Remus feels so bad about it, mentions of scars, language I think, let me know if there‘s more

A/N: this is probably far from canon because I honestly have no idea about werewolves but I hope you enjoy it anyway! And yes, in my head Poppy knows about the Marauders animagi abilities.

To be fair, you knew the risks. All of you did, Peter, Sirius, James and you. Remus knew you knew the risks too. Remus grew restless under the full moon, not that that is his fault. It was an accident and all of you knew that. Remus can‘t control himself when he‘s moony but he was always more gentle with you. Why Moony was that way no one knew but it started back in the middle of fifth year. The boys noticed that, of course they did, but they blamed it on the fact that the wolf can probably smell that you‘re a female not a male and he felt protective of you because of that. It didn‘t truly make sense but it was one explanation. Another one was James‘ theory. In his eyes it was all pretty clear. Remus was in love with you so Moony was as well but the problem in his theory? Remus hadn‘t realized how deeply in love with you he was.

Madam Pomfrey was by far the best mother-figure Remus ever had. His father hated werewolves and when Remus got bitten by one which resulted in him being one as well, his father had given him to an orphanage. Remus was only a kid, barely a kid actually when he lost his family through another man‘s revenge. Madam Pomfrey was caring about him since his first year at Hogwarts, she knew about his monthly trip in the woods and she tended his injuries with a care that only a mother had. She was also the only other person who knew about Remus‘ friends' little secret: that they are animagi. The woman had seen the worst of Remus‘ transitions, his first ones here in Hogwarts where he thought he would be alone and some where he came out with more scars littering his body than before. But this one was the messiest she had seen in all the six years the woman had known him. 

You came in the middle of the night to the hospital wing with Peter by your side, helping you to walk. The woman barely had time to recognize your pained cries and Peter‘s helpless shouts for help before she saw you two. Your arm was around his shoulder to help you not to fall down. There was a big slash across your thigh that reached downwards to your knee. The full moon was still not over but that wasn‘t Pomfrey‘s thought. She already had a theory on what happened and she certainly wasn‘t ready for the morning if the night already smelled like trouble. „It‘s a hard moon?“

At her question, you nodded numbly as she led you and Peter to the hospital bed, thanking every God out there that you were alone. „He- it was an accident but he slashed me, Poppy, it hurts. Please, make the pain go away!“ Your cries for help broke the poor woman‘s heart. She knew that you didn‘t just meet your pain but also Remus‘ pain of hurting you. Pomfrey had her wand out as she warned you, „This will hurt for a bit, my dear, but it will numb the pain.“ She muttered a spell and you hissed in pain, holding Peter‘s hand a tad tighter for comfort. The short boy bit his other fist as to not scream from you grip and shook his hands as you let go of his hand. 

„Oh, fuck! Sorry, Pete, didn‘t want to hurt you.“ Madam Pomfrey shook her head at your words, of course you would apologize to him when your leg got critically hurt. Pete waved his hand in dismissal and you smiled at the older healer, „Thanks, Poppy. It doesn‘t hurt anymore, you can work your magic now.“ The woman smiled at you and began healing you with spells, giving you a few potions against the pain and with that you called it a night, Peter sleeping on a neighborly hospital bed as you waited for the morning. 

Sirius and James were worried. They already predicted that this full moon would be a harder one, Remus was more stressed and more on edge the week before the night, far more than usual. They‘ve been helping the scarred boy on full moons since fifth year and they got hurt a lot, sometimes because Moony decided deer looked fascinating tasty that night or because a dog was a good playdate but Moony has never hurt you. Sweet you who cared so much about Remus that even Moony was protective of you. The pair of best friends knew the feelings that Remus held for you but on the first full moon they realized just how strong they were. Whenever Padfoot, Prongs or Wormtail came close to your animagus form, Moony would growl or even latch out, shielding you from the other guys. This time though you got hurt and your whole group knew that it was Moony. He didn‘t bite you but the scratching of his claws did enough damage. You were bleeding and Sirius and James would forever remember the moment Moony‘s eyes shifted as he realized he had hurt you, precious, loving you. 

Moony ran away after that, deeper into the woods and it was an agreement they made beforehand that if someone got hurt, Peter would go with them. It was nothing personal, obviously, but someone had to follow Remus and Peter was the smallest due to his animagus. This was the case this time, you got hurt so Peter helped you to the hospital wing as the two other boys followed the confused wolf into the forbidden forest. Remus was fast and more aggressive after he hurt you, Prongs and Padfoot almost got as hurt as you did as well but they always escaped in the last second before another critical injury was inflicted. 

In the morning, Remus, Sirius and James woke up in the Shrieking Shack again. Remus‘ memory was always vague after a night in the full moon but this time it wasn‘t. Remus can remember exactly the moment the night went into a disaster, the moment he hurt you. And not just a small scratch, no he slashed your thigh. The three boys knew that Madam Pomfrey would come in any minute to bring them to the hospital wing and Sirius and James were not prepared for the upcoming storm of emotion from Remus that they knew for sure would come any minute. They heard the footsteps from outside just as predicted and a few moments later Poppy opened the door and held her hand in with a few old clothes for Remus. Sirius stood up, took the clothes and thanked Madam Pomfrey as he handed them to the naked boy on the ground. James and Sirius turned around as he got dressed, helping him with his pants or sweater when needed. Madam Pomfrey stepped in when they gave her the ready and together, they brought the taller boy to the hospital wing, not yet ready for Remus‘ emotional outburst.  

The moment they stepped into the hospital wing, Peter was up on his feet to greet them. You would come too but Madam Pomfry told you to keep it easy and walk as little as possible. You watched as Sirius and James hovered him to the hospital bed next to you that didn‘t hold Peter moments before. James looked at you and you watched as his eyes drifted to your leg. His eyebrows raised slightly and his eyes moved back to yours, he motioned to help you to come over and you nodded. Remus was already lying in bed, Madam Pomfrey next to it and already tending his wounds. James helped you sit up as Sirius was pulling a chair for you next to Remus‘ bed. The two boys helped you up and into the chair, Peter getting your blanket and throwing it over you. You reached for Remus‘ hand as his wounds were treated by Madam Pomfrey. 

„How are you feeling?“ You asked the question as soon as Madam Pomfrey stepped away, eager to hear if the night got worse after you got injured or if things quieted down. Remus looked, understandably, tired. He had dark bags under his eyes and fresh wounds that were still fresh pink. His grip on your hand was weak but it was there, a sign of comfort coming over you. „Doesn‘t matter, how are you? I- I‘m so sorry that I hurt you. I don‘t know what‘s gotten into me-„ 

You interrupted him before he could even start blaming himself, the Marauders watching the interaction with heartbreak in their eyes. „Oh, Remus. It‘s not your fault and not Moony‘s either. You aren‘t you on the full moon and it‘s always a risk to go out with you and the rest in the nights. I know the risks of getting hurt and I did it anyway. It‘s not your fault, Remus. If anything, it‘s mine.“ 

The boy shook his head at you and tears gathered in his eyes. The three animagi next to you two looked at the scene in sadness. Whenever one of them got hurt on the full moon, Remus always believed it to be his fault. „I hurt you, I did that. You shouldn‘t even come to the full moon with us, with me, none of you should.“ 

James intervened with Remus‘ statement next, „Now, Moony, don‘t exaggerate the situation. She got hurt, yes, so did we all at one point but don‘t you realize that we help you a lot on those nights? You‘re a lot calmer and getting hurt is normal.“ The curly haired boy gestured to you, „It may seem bad now but Poppy‘ll fix her up in no time and she‘s gonna be alright again.“

„Listen, this is the first time you hurt her and she‘s tough, she‘ll get through this.“ Sirius' words made Remus flush slightly but the boy still looked as guilty as ever. 

„Remus, every other full moon you kind of, like, protect me. It‘s truly okay if you hurt me once. I may not be able to properly walk now but I will in no time. And anyway, I will have a badass scar on my leg now and imagine how cool it will be when someone asks for it: „How did you get the scar on your leg?“ - „Oh, I survived a werewolf attack!“ That‘s pretty badass isn‘t it? I almost have to thank you.“ Your giddy smile and words made the group smile and even Remus cracked his tense expression up a bit. You had imitated voices as you spoke and it helped let Remus lose a lot. You reached your hand out to smother his brow, „I‘m going to be OK, Remus, don‘t you worry about me.“

The boys shook their heads at you two, „You know, you would think they‘d be a couple by now but no, they have to take their special time.“ Sirius mumbled words made  Peter and James crackle and you and Remus looked at them in confusion. „What did you say, Sirius?“ The long haired boy shut up at your words and the group laughed as you and Remus shook your head at them. 

Madam Pomfrey watched the group with a smile, the older woman couldn‘t wait to hear the words of you and Remus dating, having rooted for you two since she first saw you at the hospital wing after the full moon. Youmay not be together now but she knew you will be. 

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Hi I saw you take requests rn sooo, here is one:

what about Lee know having a crush on reader but he is so overwhelmed and just scared of being with her because well he is who he is and he is also just scared of getting hurt or being taken advantage of. He doesn’t know her for too long just like a friend of a friend. He knows reader likes him too but is way too shy and timid to approach him because she thinks she doesn‘t have a chance.

He tries to distance himself and gets really cold towards her and she just asks herself if she did something wrong and is really hurt and sad. Idk someone is fed up with him and tells him how she is feeling and reassures him or something (idk you can make it really dramatic if you want lol) and he tries to make it right with her and confess to her how he is feeling…idk💕

i’m gonna lose it i was just getting over a seungmin brainrot and now it’s gonna be minho urghjssjsmxajxmxnxm

realistically, i don’t think minho would open up easily. it scares him when he realizes he’s caught feelings so quickly. he’s not even your friend! changbin introduced the two of you only a few weeks ago! it confuses him beyond belief because, well, why would he fall for someone he hardly knows?

he takes a huge step back to protect his own feelings so why does he hurt more?? he misses you being close to him. he misses your poorly hidden glances and starry eyes when the two of you spoke. he knows you liked him too, he couldn’t fathom why. if you had asked, he would do anything to make you his.

being separated should give him a sense of security and stability, knowing his heart is safe from harm so why oh why can’t he sleep?

as he distanced himself physically, he distanced himself emotionally. he’s not a cold person to his friends but to you, in his mind, he has to be. it stings like hell on both sides. he wants nothing more than to hold you close to him and never let you go, but he knows he’s fallen dangerously quick for you. he can’t risk the pain.

changbin’s heard enough of your sad tone and quite frankly, seen your face drop anytime you see minho dad too many times. he goes off on minho, telling him to stop being a coward and embrace his feelings.

minho thinks he’s been lied to when changbin tells him how you feel. it’s not like he didn’t know, but hearing it from someone else was something else.

minho wouldn’t consider himself a romantic. you beg to differ when he shows up at your door, out of breath.

he begins rambling, telling you that he doesn’t hate you, he’s sorry for being distant, nervously focusing on telling you how he feels like his feelings were stupid.

it’s almost painful having to watch him talk in mindless circles and before you or him know it, you’ve got his head in your hands, your lips against his to get him to stop.

“what…was that for?” he asks in a shaky whisper, his hands by his sides in uncertain.

“you wouldn’t stop talking long enough for me to tell you that i like you too. a lot,” you tell him in the same level of voice he used, understanding why he was so nervous to even talk to you. there’s no time for more words as this time, minho wraps his arms around you and kisses you back. god, how be never wanted to stop.

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MISSED MESSAGES FROM “Binnie >.<“

Binnie >.<: where the hell are you

Binnie >.<: is minho there??

Binnie >.<: hello???

Binnie >.<: son of a bitch he is isn’t he

Binnie >.<: istg you better let me know if he hurts you

Binnie >.<: yall better use protection i’m not ready to be an uncle

You: SHUT UP WE’RE TALKING

Binnie >.<: talking?? with no words???

Binnie >.<: wrap it before you tap it

You: i swear to fucking god…

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Toji Fushiguro having a pupil

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader Tags: HCs, Smut, 18+ content, MDNI Plot: I just had this thought about an assassin in training, who got in touch with Toji through Shiu. I‘m thinking about writing a full on fic on this, lmk if you liked these!

Toji was absent-mindedly staring at the screen, watching his horse race while talking to Shiu. The latter called him for a favor even though he knew, that Toji would probably reject the offer.

Toji, who isn‘t a fan of Shiu‘s proposal of him taking in a pupil.

„So, you basically want me to babysit a brat?“ „She‘s really skilled, I‘ve worked with her before,“ Shiu reassured the latter, „she‘s paying well, though,“ „She does,“ Toji asked curiously. It was a whole different story if he gets paid to train you. Eventually, that was his reason to accept the offer.

Toji, who‘s staring you up and down the first time you meet him. Although, he didn‘t really like the idea of having to train a brat, he enjoys ogling at you. Maybe it‘ll be better than he expected.

Toji, who still treats you like a kid.

Toji‘s eyes were glued to the screen behind the counter. You‘ve long finished your dinner, instead now waiting for the horse race to finally finish. You placed your cheek into the palm of your hand as a long sigh spilled over your lips. „What‘s the matter, kid,“ Toji cocked a brow as he faced you. „I‘m not a kid,“ your brows knit together in annoyance. „You‘re not,“ he asked, an amused expression grazing his face, „how old are you?“ „I‘m 21,“ you replied drily. Toji chuckled, „you‘re still wet behind your ears,“ „Whatever,“ you clicked your tongue, lips settling into a pout.

Toji, who picks you up after a night out even though he doesn‘t give a shit about you (he does).

Toji looked at his phone, squinting his eyes as the bright light illuminated his bedroom. He let out a sigh before answering his phone, „what do you want, brat?“ „Toji,“ you cooed, „I’ve got an emergency!“ He groaned, „are you drunk?“ „No, just a bit tipsy,“ you giggled and Toji knew you were lying by the way you slurred your words. Besides, you‘re the worst liar, when you‘re drunk. „Toji, can you pick me up,“ you asked as nicely as you could, „please?“ „Seriously,“ he sighed, „now, why do you need me to pick you up?“ „Because,“ you replied, „my friend left me to fuck a random guy,“ Toji chuckled huskily at your honesty while getting up, „I thought you‘re a grown up. Can‘t walk home by yourself?“ „There are creeps around at this time,“ you pouted, „but it‘s fine, if you don‘t want to,“ „Where are you?“ „That new club,“ you took another look at the sign, „aura club,“ “Stay where you are,“ he commanded before he was headed to your location. There‘s no way he‘d let a creep get their hand on you.

Toji, who couldn‘t take his eyes off of you, when he picked you up. Sure, he was there to pick you up, keep you safe and get you home. But that didn‘t keep him from fantasizing about ravaging you.

“Toji,“ you waved excitedly as he approached you. The guy that tried to get your attention suddenly vanished once he saw that hulk of a man walk towards you. Toji‘s lips tugged into the slightest smile ever, it was barely visible, „now, what are you wearing?“ His eyes scanned over your body, noting how your tight dress accentuated your curves. It gave him a nice view of your cleavage, your chest pushed up and looking fuller than ever. His gaze moved lower, fixing on your thighs. „What do you mean,“ your brows knit together, „don‘t I look good?“ „I‘m not surprised if you‘re getting unwanted attention,“ he pointed out before changing the subject, „let‘s get a cab,“ „Okay,“ you mumbled as you followed him, stumbling like the drunk legend that you are. Once you were in the taxi, Toji couldn‘t help but to note the way your dress hiked up. It was dangerously high up, almost revealing your intimate parts, but you didn‘t seem to care. Probably, because of your drunken state. Toji listened to you rambling on about your night out, smirking at the way you lulled your words. Yet, his eyes always seemed to find their way back to your thighs. Oh, how he would love to just put his hand on your thigh and watch you squirm beneath him. You always acted oh so innocent, but he was sure you were a little slut. At least in his imagination. „Are you even listening?“

„Huh, of course,“ his gaze met yours, taking in your flushed cheeks. Toji walked you up to once you reached your apartment complex. „You know,“ he spoke up while you were searching for your keys, „you shouldn‘t trust any man to get you home,“ „Hm,“ you hummed, looking up at the much taller man, „what are you saying?“ „You don‘t know me, kid,“ he placed one of his hands against your door, right next to your head, caging you in, „you don‘t know what I could do to you,“ You noted the way his eyes darkened, lips flicking into a smirk, „Oh, why don‘t you give me an example?“ Toji was right, and it hit him right then and there. You are a fucking slut. His eyes narrowed, smiling at you in a sly way, „y‘know, there‘s no need to name them,“ You matched his expression as you leaned in closer to him, „there‘s a reason why I asked you to take me home,“ Fuck, you were a slut for him.

Toji, who was ready to fuck you right then and there. He was ready to bend you over the railing in front of your apartment to fuck you. But you were the devil in disguise.

Toji watched you through half-lidded eyes as you leaned closer. He mirrored your movements before you retreated, chuckling at the latter. „But you know,“ you started, „I‘m really drunk, I shouldn‘t do anything reckless, should I?"

He cursed you. He cursed your innocent act, and the way you switched up on him. But, it left him hungry for more. Best believe he fucked his fist as soon as he got home. All the while, he imagined you in that dress, remembering your curves and the way you bit your lower lip as he caged you in. For fucks sake, it will be really weird during your next mission.

Toji, who eventually got tired of your innocent act.

It was pouring down, which is why Toji was driving you home. Every so often, his gaze flickered over at your form. His lips tugged into a smirk as he casually placed his hand on your thigh. „T-toji, what are you doing,“ your brows furrowed in confusion as you turned towards him. His touch felt hot as his calloused hand was rubbing your soft skin. He looked at you through half-lidded eyes, „drop that innocent act, brat,“ „What do you mean,“ you questioned him, playing coy. „You know what I mean, he chuckled lowly, „remember when I walked you home?“ Your eyes widened in realization as your mind was flooded with those memories. “You‘re a little tease,“ he said as his hand moved higher, legs already trembling in anticipation. You felt a heat spread between your thighs. You gasped as his hand palmed your cunt through your panties, earning an approving hum from the latter as he noted the wetness between your legs. He cocked a brow, „you‘re dripping wet, baby,“ Your cheeks flushed as you bit down on your lower lip. He started to trace your slit through the thin fabric, earning a soft moan, „T-toji,“ „What a little slut,“ he breathed, „but don‘t worry, I‘ll take good care of you,

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(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistake you notice <3)

• Characters: Suguru Niragi (kinda ooc), fem!Reader

• Genre: fluff, slight smut at the end

• Warnings: mentions of violence, guns, death and sex

It’s not a goodbye, it’s a see you soon

Part 1 | Part 2

𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼

Your original plan was to surprise Niragi. Your heart beat like it tried to escape your body when you left the airport heading to the trains, and it really started to hurt when you left the train again heading to his old apartment where he used to live with his parents, hoping at least his parents would be there. What if he doesn‘t want to see you? What if he doesn‘t like you anymore? You were so deep in your thoughts that you weren’t even bothered by those weird guys, almost knocking you over because they tried to run away from the police. The last thing you noticed was the sudden fireworks in the middle of the day.

And now you are here. Wherever here is. Yes, you’re in japan but everything is different. The majority of the people who suppose to live here is gone, only few are left but none of them has a single clue what the fuck is going on.

So you walk trough the streets, scared for your life, as you should as you will find out a tiny bit later. Not knowing what to do and afraid of every step you take you decide that you will die a lot faster if you are alone and it’s the best if you find a group of people.

After a few miles you see a ramen restaurant, or more whats left of it. You gently knock on the door, not sure what you wish more for, that someone really opens the door or that it remains closed. You are just about to leave, thinking the building is empty, when the door opens and a woman, not much older than you looks through the crack. „I‘m scared“, you whisper after a while where the woman just stares at you. Then she opens the door completely, asking you to come in.

Maybe she will kill me, you think to yourself, deciding that it isn’t a big issue, since something or someone is probably gonna kill you in this fucked up world anyways soon. Turns out there are a lot of people inside, about twenty you guess. You let yourself sink on a chair and feel how the exhaustion hits you and right after the woman closed the door again she asks: „Do you know anything about this world?“

You tell her what you already know. Something about games and visas that will kill you if they run out but that you haven’t been able to put everything together so that it makes sense. And then the people tell you what they know and a tiny part in your brain wishes that you would have stayed clueless.

The group of twenty has soon become a group of fifteen, then ten, then four and with every death you see, you become colder. At first you saw a person who lived, who loved, who cried, who went to school so they could get their dream job. Now you see corpses, waiting for the time to rot away what makes them look human. It’s not like you don’t care. You know very well that if you get the chance you will break down, cry, scream and throw up but now you have to function. You have to survive to get the chance to break down in the first place.

The last game you played split the group of the remaining four completely. One died, the other doesn’t want to leave the corpse and the last one just disappeared right after the game ended. Now you stand here again, alone just like on the first day. Your eyes focused on the corpse of your comrade. You ask yourself if it’s even worth all of it. Is Niragi still alive? Will you ever see him again? Or will you die before you find him or whats left of him?

„Are you alone?“ you turn around to the person who disturbed you in your hopelessness. „Yes“, you say not caring anymore if he would rape or kill you. „Come with me.“ You act like you think about it so that he won’t think you are naive, but you already decided that you will go with him. Everywhere is better than being alone again. „Where are we going?“ you ask after you two already walked for he while. „The Beach“, he says leaving you just as clueless as before. You don’t feel like asking any more questions so you just follow him, hoping he would actually bring you somewhere.

Turns out that The Beach is in fact a resort, now filled with hundreds of people who are trapped here too. The guy brings you to another man, who called himself Hatter and was the founder of this… yeah whatever this is. He explains a bit about how the things roll here. You can eat, drink, sleep, have sex, anything you want as long as you give him the cards you earn when you win a game. Fine with me, you think as you go to the room he gave you the key for. It was almost to good to be true. The only thing you have to worry about now are the games.

Although you were still beyond exhausted after you sleep for at least ten hours, you are too curious about this place to just stay in bed until you have to do the next game. So you stand up, put on a bikini hatter gave you which obviously is part of some weird dresscode, try to memorize exactly where you room is and then you head off towards the pool downstairs.

The pool is full with people laughing, drinking and fucking. Music is playing and everyone around seems to be pretty happy too. It is a bit unsettling seeing laughing people in the situation you’re all in but you also get that they maybe try to ignore it all too. Maybe would cry and scream too when they get the chance too. You look around and see a tiny group of girls about your age sitting on a table so you take all the courage you have and approach them, praying you will find a group again. To your relief the girls are super nice and gladly adopting you into their group.

After a bit chitchat and one way too sweet cocktail you feel yourself easing up a bit and damn, no amount of sleep could have you regain your energy that quickly. After ten hours of sleeping your body may be rested but not your mind. Talking to these girls about normal things, and not the cruel reality and a few sips alcohol really helps to keep your sanity.

You are laughing about a joke one of the three cracked when you first hear steps behind and then feel a presence beside you. The girls are quietly looking at you, almost looking afraid. You try to keep calm. Don’t let whoever is beside you think that you are weak in any sort of way. „Who have we here?“, the mysterious person asks and you freeze. Not because the others did freeze too, not because of the barrel of the gun that digs into your back, it was the voice that makes you freeze. The voice you know better than anyone else’s, even tho it sounds a bit different. „You’re the new one I suppose.“ There was something in the tone that makes him sound insane but you know it’s him. It’s the man you collected from the floor after he got beaten up. The man who you started fights for. The man who bleed over the floor and the sink because his bullies pushed a needle through his tongue. The man who‘s name you moaned when you felt like you and him would mold together. „Suguru?“, you whisper as you slowly turn your heads toward him. He is right in the middle of licking his lips and showing his tongue piercing off when it hits him like a stroke. As fast as possible he removes his rifle from your back, not able to do anything else.

You were already in the middle of thinking about how he doesn’t recognize you anymore when he grabs your wrist and storms off with you. „What are you doing?“, you ask without getting an answer. He drags you along the floors until he stops in front of a door, the one to his room you assume. He unlocks it, drags you inside, closes the door again and presses you against the wall, almost locking you into the corner of the room. Your back hurts because of the edge of the door you’re leaning against.

„What are you doing here?“ he asks, completely out of breath. „I could ask the same“, you reply, overwhelmed with everything that is happening right now. „What are you doing in japan?!“ he asks more specifically this time. Heat rises up to your ears and you can’t look him in the eyes at first, because you were afraid how he would react. Just like when you told him you’re moving away.

„I wanted to surprise you“, you eventually admit, still looking at the floor. „I wanted to go to the apartment you used to live in, hoping at least your parents would be there and that they would tell me where I would find you.“ It takes everything on strength that’s left inside your body but you look up, right into his dark eyes. „I told you it‘s not a goodbye.“ A weak smile appears on your lips but because of Niragis lack of reaction it dies right away. „It’s okay if you are overwhelmed with the situation. I understand. I also understand if you don’t want too see me at all. It‘s just“ As you notice that your voice is about to crack you stop and act like you have to clear your throat before you continue. „I missed you. And I feel dumb to admit it but I hoped you missed me too. I hoped you would still like me.“ After you say it out loud you realize how stupid, how naive it was. You silently wait for Niragi to say something, to scream at you or to kick you out but nothing like this happens. You even expect that he points his gun back against you but he just stands there looking at you with the same shocked expression he has since he saw you ten minutes ago.

You take a breath to say something, not sure what exactly yet but you don’t have to think of any words anyways. First you hear him dropping his gun, then he forces his lips so hard on yours that your teeth clash together. Everything happens in the blink of an eye and you need a second to process everything. As soon as your brain starts working again you place your hands on either side of his face and try to pull him even closer to you. You melt into his arms and you almost forget where you are as his tongue glides into your mouth, dancing with your own. The metal of the piercing, almost as warm as his tongue itself, glides clacking over your teeth. You two part for a second which you take to admire his face. „I knew the piercings would suit you“, you breath, guiding your hand up his head, over the piercings on his eyebrows, then over his nostril and down again, back to his cheek. He laughs quietly and just as he wants to kiss you again someone aggressively knocks at the door.

Niragi, obviously more than annoyed, looks up against the wooden door and yells. „What do you want?“ „You’re still on patrol!“, the voice on the other side of the door answers. „You can fuck that bitch later.“

His annoyance turns into blind rage after the comment of the other guy. He quickly pushes you away from the door, picks up his rifle, opens the door and aims straight at the head of the man in front of him. „Watch out who you call a bitch“, he warns. „It’s rather funny to blow someones brains out.“ With that he turns back to you. „I will pick you up later, that’s fine with you?“ You nod, smiling wide. While leaving you let your hand glide across Niragis upper arm as you pass by, giving him one last grin before you head off to the girls on the pool again.

The girls don’t dare to ask what that was with Niragi and you and so you four continue your chat about everything and anything, acting like nothing happened.

Niragi in the meantime tries to go past the pool as often as possible so he can at least catch a short gaze of you here and there. Today it feels like he is walking for forever around those stupid environment. But then, eventually, they let him go. If his pride wouldn’t be that high he would run to you but instead he tries to act cool even though his insides scream.

With his gun thrown over his shoulder he leans down, his head right next to yours, tongue showing off the piercing, then he whispers: „Let’s head back to my room and continue where we were disturbed. Sounds good?“ You move his hand towards his face, acting like you want to hold him by his chin and sneaky pressing your middle- and ringfinger right at the spot where you assume his main artery. Smiling knowingly about the fact how fast his heart races you stand up and take his hand. This time you are the one that drags him away from the others. As soon as you two were inside the building and no one was near, he suddenly stops and pulls you back to him. „What was that about?“, he asks, not needing an answer. He knows. „Your heart races“, you reply anyways, voice almost melodious.

In his room he makes sure his gun is secured before he throws it next to the bed. Then he grabs both of your hands, sits down and pulls you in his lap. As soon as his hands are all over your body again you realize how bad you missed him. It hits you like a wave and you put all your love and affection into the kisses you shower him with. His lips, his cheeks, his jaw, his neck, nothing is left out as his hands roam over your body. He wishes he could touch you everywhere at the same time and crawl inside you, laying his head on your heart to feel your heartbeat all the time. „Did you had many relationships?“, his voice is shaking a little bit because he’s not sure if he really wants to know. „A few but never something serious“, you answer honestly, then stopping the assault on his neck to look him in his eyes. You see the storm inside them and all the pain he had to deal with alone while you were gone. „What about you?“ „Fucked around a lot. Literally. But never anything serious either.“

While you look at him, he realizes that the piece of his heart that went with you was in good hands. He did expect that when you will hand it back to him, it’s already dead. Stabbed by a knife without you even noticing it was with you the whole time. But here he is. He may be in a twisted world full of murder and slaughter but you are here too. Right here, right now, sitting in his lap so for now he lets The Beach be The Beach, the games be the games and just focuses on the moment right now. Focuses on your lips, your skin, his erection caused by you. „You won’t be leaving me again, you hear?“, he says while letting his hand slips underneath your bikinitop and feeling your bare breast fitting perfectly in his hand. „You‘re mine“, he whispers again. „You’re mine and I’m yours.“ The words seep through your ears into your whole body, leaving goosebumps all over your skin behind.

You reach behind your back, opening the strings of your top and letting it drop to the floor. It didn’t even took five more minutes until you lay under him, his naked body pressed against yours. And you still feel his heart racing. „Are you nervous?“, you ask, being one hundred percent sure he won’t answer honestly. And of curse you are right. „Me? Never“, he lies, chuckling. „Are you?“ You think for a second. „A little bit. You are a whole new man.“ Dark eyes looking down in your own, telling you what he would never say out loud. He changed, but not the way he feels about you.

[universalistotalis]

Blind Date

Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader (Haikyuu!! Timeskip)

Masterlist!

Credits to the owner of the picture! @kanan_king

Today was the start of a milestone in your adult life. You’ve never been one for dating but you realized that life’s short and you’re not getting any younger.

Your friends wanted to throw a party with just the mere fact that you said yes to a blind date for the first time. It was such a damn miracle!

You planned days ahead. The makeup, the hair, the outfit, the shoes… everything! It made you excited in a way because finally after years of establishing self- love and confidence, here you were! Ready to conquer the world, ready to open yourself to loving someone—

Ready to back the fuck out.

It hit you instantly. His aura was dominating and the sight of him made you feel like you were suckerpunched to the stomach! How could your friends miss that one teeny tiny detail that your date for tonight was Sakusa Kiyoomi himself?!

The waiter led you closer to the table and you pleaded to god that he would suddenly swerve and lead you away. But then he stopped in front of Sakusa, told him of your presence, and motioned you towards the chair.

It was all a blur and you became dizzy as he removed his mask and stood just to pull the seat out for you.

His voice was low and his eyes were unrelenting when he stares during the conversations. You felt so bare in front of him, so little. Was this how his opponents from the other side of the court felt? His looks were calculating and judging that you just sat there, insides melting with every second that passed. It doesn’t even help that you have this huge crush on him for god-knows-how-long!

It started years ago when you dreamt of him kissing you and being such a good boyfriend. Yes, that actually happened. And what surprised you was, it wasn’t even him that you were idolizing in the National team, it was Hinata Shoyo!

But then, little by little, you fell for Kiyoomi’s charms even though he’s quiet and reserved most of the time. Even though he was silent, you can never ignore his presence on court. His plays were top tier, so well- executed and well- timed, that everyone’s just left there speechless after each and every spike. And it doesn‘t help that he’s so humble about it too!

He has you on chokehold ever since and you never recovered!

“You’re playing with your food. Don’t you like the menu?” He asked bluntly. Your throat goes dry at his sudden intrusion.

“N-no, no it’s not that.” You tried to smile sheepishly.

“Then what?”

“N-nothing, Sakusa. I’m fine, don’t worry.” You smiled and tried your best to eat under the heat of his gazes. “A-and the food is exquisite.” You added.

It wasn’t because he wasn’t good company. He tried to keep conversations going, inserted jokes or puns whenever he can, and listened intently to all your stories. He’s been such a gentleman and a great date!!!But fuck it! Your goddamn heart couldn’t stop pounding everytime your eyes meet. Good thing the restaurant had dim lights because, my god, you were blushing so hard from the start, it wasn’t even funny anymore.

“Am I boring you?” He asked innocently with head tilted and slight pout in the mouth.

FUCK, NO, YOU’RE KILLING ME.

You clamped your mouth so fast as you begged for the ground to swallow you whole. You did not just say that out loud!!!

And if that wasn’t enough, you looked over at the table to a mortified Kiyoomi who blushed dangerously at your words.

“I- I did not mean that, I’m so sorry—“

“Oh? That’s a shame.” He looked down, smirking at his plate and flashing you with his two deep dimples. “You’re killing me too.”

With your heart doing a thousand cartwheels, you returned his smile. He followed your deed and allowed a soft chuckle to escape his lips until you both were laughing together. It was melodic, two happy noises singing in chorus as all the tension evaporated in the atmosphere.

Maybe tonight wouldn’t be as nerve wrecking after all.

—-

Masterlist!

I have been gone for so long! I’m so sorry 🥺

Here’s one story that has been sitting on my drafts for the longest time. I hope you all like it!

Suggest haikyuu characters that I may write stories about! We’ll try this out 🥹

Replies and reblogs are appreciated! <3

[bwoahtastic]

kay i‘ve been thinking cos i love the wolves au so some thoughts here (maybe some things have already been talked about sorry if so)

— fem pack alpha nico (i loooove!) either being a really big wolf with beautiful white fur? orrr she‘s this rather small wolf which makes people underestimate her sometimes which is a big mistake, she‘s terrifying when she wants to be!

— max sticking to nico in the nights🥹 which brought me to the thought, maybe the whole pack sleeps all cuddled up together? some in wolf form rolled up against each other, some in human form, whatever someone prefers. max is in awe, that never happened in his old pack. it‘s a sweet picture to see everyone huddled up with the pack and after he‘s become more comfortable he asks nico if they could also sleep with the pack instead of staying in max‘s room? everyone is giddy to see max come out and makes space for him and logan in the middle because the omegas and pups always are for protection. max loves being surrounded by pack!

— charles being a super gentle alpha who would never start any fight, he barely participates in playfights with other alphas (but loves to carefully playfight with the pups) and never challenges anyone least of all pack alpha. but then he growls at nico to everyone‘s surprise one day? he was sleeping with his head on max‘s tummy as usual and maybe nico spooked him accidentally, making charles think there‘s a threat and wanting to protect max and his pup. he instantly shrinks back when he realizes it‘s his pack alpha and how possessively he reacted, baring his throat and apologizing. max is worried when charles clearly keeps some distance afterwards although he and nico both reassured charles that it‘s fine. nico maybe just nibbles at charles’s‘ throat in a light warning but she knows the alpha didn‘t mean to. charles however feels so bad about it and he doesn‘t understand why he is reacting so strongly, he never loses control over his instincts like that. max eventually going over to where charles has been sleeping by himself and softly telling him that his pup misses someone to kick in the night 🤧

— also i love the idea of everyone faceplanting into nico‘s soft fur! everyone‘s trying to cuddle up the pack alpha!

Oh plss!

- for sure in human form she looks small and innocent already, and while she isn't tiny, some of the Alphas in her pack are bigger than her in wolf form which confuses outsiders. But no one ever dares to challenge her because she can be fucking scary

- Max being in awe seeing the mess of wolves and humans all curled up together, usually with Nico in the centre, and it changes who is snuggled against her but Dan and little Oscar are usually very close, or at least surrounded by the other Alphas too to protect them more! Max sleeps separately with little Logan at first but eventually asks to join the pack for the night and everyone is so excited! It's only natural for them to make space for them in the centre, between Dan and Nico and Logan is squeaking happily at all the good night nuzzles he gets!

- plss Charles always being so nice and quiet, never challenging Nico and being unsure about playfighting unless Nico lazily annoys him into it ksks. Charles dozing off eith his head on Max's tummy and Logan is tryingnto braid his hair with momma's help. Charles is so relaxed but Nico nearing spooks him and he growls, surprising everyone! Charles instantly cowering away and being so panicked, even when Nico shushes him. Nico lightly nibbling on Charles's neck to correct him but then hugging him close. Charles being a little wary after and staying away from Max until Max goes to him saying the unborn pup is restless without someone to kick, and Logan misses Charlie too!

- pls Nico going to the pack nest cos she wants to sleep and it's pack bedtime, and instsntly everyone is zooming over for the best spots skksks, or at least a snuggle before making space for others.

[lunavagans]

In celebration of my upcoming graduation I‘ve been replaying A Link between Worlds as the first loz title I ever finished, and like. Y‘all this game is really good. Some things I‘ve noticed, now that I‘m playing it as someone who has been to school and learnt about characters, story analysis, and as someone who just wants to rant about it (naturally, spoilers abound below, though I can‘t imagine anyone not knowing about the gist? It‘s an old game, after all):

In Zelda‘s office, there are hearts in the corners of the room. In Hilda‘s, there aren‘t. However, once you reach Zelda‘s office, there‘s not really an urgent need for you to heal up anymore, especially since you can get hearts out of pots shortly before. As such, they most likely hold metaphorical value (aka the developers ship Zelink).

Perhaps a bit obvious, but maybe one of the most jarring things to notice as a first-time player is the contrast between the symbol of the triforce on the pink carpet in Zelda‘s office and the upside down triforce on Hilda‘s purple one. I still think that‘s an awesome choice storytelling-wise.

Immediately outside of Hilda‘s office, there are torches with the same kind of colorful fire that Yuga‘s staff has in his second boss fight.

Speaking of his second boss fight, why the fuck are the two walls that go down/up with his defeat so colorful? Just why? It looks like lego.

The first time when the little witch‘s broom gets me without her and it just goes „…“ still hurts just as much. I love Irene.

DAMN, Impa has a big nose in her portrait.

Wow, that little bit with fatphobia and Oreen really went over my head as a child.

Ganny doesn‘t even get to say one word in his first scene, huh? Goes to show who‘s really the boss.

Love how we see Link being woken up twice and both times have to do with the forge.

That place where we find Gully‘s bag has birds and squirrels and the place with the master sword also does… foreshadowing? Probably.

The wife of Lorule‘s blacksmith can talk all she wants about hating children, but she did pick me up from the road and lay me on the table instead of the ground.

Why does Hilda get to be Queen and Zelda doesn‘t? The latter part of the question is only I pose everyday about every game.

That bit where Yuga says he dislikes Zelda‘s haircolor but still finds the portrait beautiful shows how he really doesn‘t care about the actual looks of the people he hunts down, only who they are and if he needs them/if they pose a threat or annoyance to him. This is also why he finds Link himself ugly; Yuga attributes beauty to character as he subjectively perceives it. (I really don’t know if that sentence works?? English isn’t my first language; but I’m also not gonna look up the words). HOWEVER,Yuga also compliments Zelda‘s facial features. As we‘ve established, he doesn‘t care about the looks themselves, so maybe there‘s a correlation with Zelda and Hilda being counterparts. Yuga knows Hilda and might think of her positively, which is why he finds the superficial features they share beautiful.

From Ravio‘s identity reveal, we learn that he somewhat knows how to do the Basic Human Interaction Thing. So why‘s he so obnoxious when he‘s literally asking to live in my house because he‘s a fugitive back home or something??? Is he trying to be quirky? To seem like a non-scammer so I‘ll take his items? Those items are the only thin in Hyrule that‘ll get me through the dungeons, why does he think he has to kiss my feet to endear himself to me??

I choose to believe that, since no other person even shows knowledge of the existence of Ravio‘s items save for Osfala, that they do not exist anywhere else. So where did he acquire them? In the diary in his house, he mentions having magic, and magic runs in the items as well, in form of the meter that runs out to the side. Maybe he invented them. He does mention not being brave, but being smart in the ending when he reveals himself.

That stinky armband. What‘s the trigger for its use? In the game, Link gets put into time-out (the wall). Is the trigger just being put in there by someone else?

I love how some characters just tend to break the fourth wall. Gully and his dad with the saving, Ravio with the quick switch for the items, Mother Maiamai (her name‘s Mama Maimai in german, btw, thus she will be henceforth referred to as Mama) with the maimai map… also the old man introducing you to streetpass. The latter is also referenced by the rumor guy in the woods as extremely dangerous and keen on keeping his secrets.

Skulls sure are a choice of decoration for Ravio‘s little yard. Makes me wonder if he maybe used those as intimidation tactic, or maybe, judging by just how many there are in Lorule, they‘re just plants that evolved to look that way for the exact same purpose. (There’s probably some parallels between Ravio and the plants with mimicry here.) But then again, why would so many be in the dungeons?

Irene and Mama know each other?? Over her grandmother maybe?

The merchant at Lake Hylia proves that Lorule has more than one language, which is more than Hyrule can say of itself. But like, if Lorule is supposedly a mirrored image of Hyrule, then this means that that is only in the landscape and some characteristics of the people born there, p.e. Ravio and Link being similar in terms of looks, but not in character. They do not have a similar development in (I would bet on) anything else, also as proven by Boris‘ counterpart, or rather his death decades before the hyrulean version‘s.

Thee are speaking animals in Lorule. There are giant speaking turtles in Lorule. Nobody questions this. Speaking animals are normal. The only speaking animal in Hyrule is Mama, and she is hidden away in a cave. What the fuck?

(They also have tiny dragons as ravens. This is so important, personally.)

Why is the hylian shield in a Lorule dungeon?

The great fairies look like they could have been Kokiri once upon a time. At least now we know what happened to them in this time line.

Are those dragon statues on the outside of the palace of darkness??? (Okay, maybe that‘s just because these guys worship monsters, but dragons are cool as hell in every situation. At the very least, they‘ve got taste.(They kinda look like Toothless-))

Once you free the fourth sage, you get a cutscene with Hilda telling you about a Hero of Lorule long ago. I get that Ravio is supposed to be the present Hero of Lorule, but like……… I wanna know about that former hero. New game with that hero?? Pls?

Okay, the priest in Lorule‘s church basically tells us the silver triforce was destroyed three years ago. What happened between then and before Ravio‘s appearance at our doorstep??

Where do the monster cult members go after the dark palace???

I LOVE THE BOMB FLOWER MERCHANT!!! Also, does he call Link Thunder Flower Kid/Bomb Flower Kid in the english version, too? I probably won‘t bother to google that.

You know that cellar you need to go through the enter the church for the first time? Yeah, in the lorulean version, there are bats whose body consists of only a giant eyeball. I can‘t help but wonder if perhaps Vaati somehow caught a glimpse of them before he stole the minish cap… But for that to be possible, it has to exist in that same timeline, so idk.

THERE ARE LITTLE CUTE GHOSTS ON THE MAP AT LORULE‘S GRAVEYARD. OH MY GOD.

The fortune teller and the witch should‘ve had a happy ending. I don‘t care about Zelda, let me play matchmaker, Nintendo.

Mama has one hundred children. The fact that her species seems to thrive on the principle of „get many children, be happy if only a few survive“ tells us that barely any of them will live much longer. On that account, where are the other Parent Maimais? I propose that she has eaten her mate like praying mantises (what‘s the plural?) do.

I really like the floor pattern of the skull wood dungeon.

Going by the sound those eyeballs make when you throw them, they‘ve got to have a jelly consistency. I think they‘d be tasty, like those sour halloween eyeballs. Do they have those outside of Germany? I don‘t know, I never hear about them anywhere else.

When I played through the skull wood dungeon, my cat was laying on the bed with me, and the mattress vibrated from his purring. Very important info.

Wait wait wait. There are not lorulean counterparts for any of the sages, except for Zelda (Hilda). Why?? Did Yuga get rid of them all for some reason and nobody tells us? If they existed at all, then it would somewhat explain why Hilda vaguely knows the sages themselves? (I know I‘m contradicting that one point from earlier that there‘s no correlation between counterparts except for sheer existence, but eh.)

If I could be bothered to, this would be a ALbW hinox hate account, okay? But get this… the hinoxen on the ice mountain wear sweaters to not freeze.

The signs up to the ice dungeon sure are a mood. It feels like I‘m in a movie, together with the music that slaps unreasonably hard.

I hate the ice dungeon.

Okay, in the North American French localization, it‘s implied that Ravio made up his name when he met Link and like??? Why?? Did he also make up Sheerow‘s name??

Who the hell even is Yuga? Why can he go 2d?

Okay, so Lorule‘s triforce was destroyed in a civil war to avoid constant conflict. Cool. The fact that they even had a triforce means that they were visited by the goddesses, so some form of their counterparts. After the triforce - evidence of those godesses‘ favor - was destroyed, the kingdom fell into ruin. That‘s so much pettier than greek tragedies where only a bloodline is cursed at most.

[bravo4iscool]

i‘ve been asked to give this little ‚false signs‘ thing a happy ending and while i believe that i can‘t do that since this piece of work from me is a little too personal and based on real events (lol) i want to give you a kind of ‚ending‘ nevertheless.

people i thought might want to be tagged - @samthereader1 @alittlejudgemental @lilliumrorum

(masterlist | false signs masterlist)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

it was the evening of the marine ball and well, you weren‘t going. you decided so the very second simon told you he‘s got someone else. perhaps it was childish but he hurt your feelings and you couldn‘t just ignore the way your heart shattered to pieces.

so, you sat in front of your tv, watching the lastest season of bridgerton (please don‘t blame me guys, i‘m OBSESSED with this series😭) and nibbling at a bottle of water. it was safe to say that you were surprised when there was a knock on your door.

you scrambled to your feet and walked over to your door, opening it. „simon,“ your hand tightens around your door knob, your knuckles turning white. „what are you doing here?“

„‘taking you t‘the ball,“ he simply says with a slightly tilted head. „why‘re y’not ready?“ he wants to know, pushing himself past you into your flat. he turns around, eying you. „get ready.“

you stare at him for a second before you close the door. „no.“

„what ‘no‘?“ he frowns.

you plant your hands on your hips „i said no, simon.“

„but why?“

„because i am tired of being the second choice, alright?“ you try not to spit it into his face, balling your hands into fists beside you. „i don‘t want your pity simon! i don‘t want to only be considered because you feel guilty!“ you take a deep breath and try to calm down.

he searches for your eyes and takes a step in your direction. „you‘re not-“ he starts but you raise your hands to stop him.

„don‘t try to talk yourself out of it now. you‘re making it worse. i‘ve accepted the fact that i won‘t be someone’s number one but i don‘t need a constant reminder of it. you wouldn‘t have thought of me if i hadn‘t mentioned it at all, i want it to stay that way. just leave me alone, okay?“

he doesn‘t want to leave you alone. he wants to- he doesn‘t know what he wants…

„but-“

you sigh and massage the bridge of your nose. „leave simon, please. take her to the ball and be happy. i‘m fine.“ you know you‘re lying to yourself but you always have done it, no? lying to yourself, manipulating yourself… it‘s all you know.

he doesn‘t know what to say at that. he keeps still and eyes you. he knows he fucked up; he can see it your eyes and he hates himself for it.

„i‘m sorry,“ he says before he strides over to you to take you in his arms. „‘m sorry…“

you relax into his arms, hiding your face in his chest. „don‘t be. it‘s…alright.“

[blood-autumn]

D3: Magic between us

❗ The numbers mark the translation of the phrases you will find at the end of the chapter

When he heard a rumbling noise from the kitchen, the man finally woke up and headed in the direction of the supposed source of the commotion. As he approached and leaned his hand lightly on the kitchen archway, he immediately noticed a woman fidgeting with the electronic menu buttons, trying in vain to get the oven to work as intended. - I'd forgotten how stubborn you are, - he sneaked up at just the right moment and put his arm around her waist, taking in the warmth of her body. - And memories how you managed to start a fire while still fresh, - he watched as she tilted her head back, telepathically communicating her concern. The wheat head disappeared from his field of vision, giving way to the distantly familiar angular features of a face with expressively thin lips, which immediately broke into a disgustingly luscious smile. - Zof, doesn‘t look at me like that, - the hug grew even tighter, and their foreheads briefly touched. - You know you can't be within a meter of anything with the word "electric" in it, especially with a forehead so hot. - Ja nie vinavataja, što ty atačyŭ siabie roznimi technakratyčnymi zabludami j nia ličyš heta prabliemaju [1], - she whispered, involuntarily causing a sense of discomfort at the incongruity of her supposed outward peacefulness and assertive tone. - Nia hliedziačy na abstaviny, abudžeńnie - važnaja padzieja, tamu j adśviatkavać jaje patrebna jak maje być, a nie… [2]- before she could finish a sentence, her body was abruptly turned one hundred and eighty degrees. - Aliaksiej, što ty… [3] - It's better to visit the girl, - the man interrupted her. - She had enough discoveries to deal with yesterday, so I didn't want to burden her with too much information, - he said as he selected a suitable baking mode. - Unlike me, you will be able to answer specific questions, including those about your underground operations. - Ty maješ racyju, ale… [4]- the woman sighed difficultly. - Jana tak padobna na jaje… [5] - And she has father‘s character, - he chuckled sadly. - It is our duty, including to her parents, to guide and help her take her first steps in the magical world. - Darečy [6], - suddenly she changed the subject. - Čamu ty nie pjoš antydeprysanty? [7] - Is this an interrogation? - He asked aloofly, shifting his gaze to her grey irises. - Siabroŭskaja turbota, [8] - gritting her teeth, the blonde stretched out. - They were running out, - he replied reluctantly. - Skazaŭ by… [9] - she muttered quietly in response. - They don't work, - the man added, noticing her hesitation: - Don't pretend to…. - Usie robiać pamylki, [10] - woman assertive put her two cents. Alexei didn't force himself to say anything, silently running his palm over her cheek, either from heat or embarrassment. The problem wasn't that nothing had occurred to him, but the hypocritical underbelly of those thoughts. They had promised not to cross the line, as they knew perfectly well it was a one-way road, accompanied by guilt for both of them. One could not be let go and the other could not be abandoned. - I my nie vykliučeńnie z pravilaŭ, [11] - finishing the thought, she withdrew his palm and left the room.

━━━ • ✙ • ━━━ 

1️⃣It's not my fault you surround yourself with technocratic gadgets and don't think it's a problem.

2️⃣Regardless of the circumstances, a revival is an important event, so it should be celebrated with honour, and no…

3️⃣Alexei, what are you...

4️⃣You're right, but…

5️⃣She looks so much like her...

6️⃣By the way

7️⃣Why don't you take antidepressants?

8️⃣Friendly caring

9️⃣You would say...

🔟Everybody makes mistakes

1️⃣1️⃣And we're no exception to the rule

Contents of the diary

[erinchristmaselvis]

I don’t have much to add cause you said it perfectly Felicity💕

Originally the idea was just to do a parallel of his face in 2x08 and 3x04 when his wall breaks for a moment and you see his raw emotions.

But then I watched the whole goodbye scene and it made me so fucking sad cause you can see JJ had given up already. He’s 17 years old and he has given up on getting something good in his life, something worth fighting for. This is just how life is gonna be for a loser like him. And if you think it can’t get any more heartbreaking you see him being upset about his dad leaving him. His dad who made his mom run away and abused him several times. And you can see all of this in the scene at his house in 3x04. He talks about the mess he lives in and that he doesn’t have parents. JJ doesn‘t understand how Kiara can look at him and see something she wants in her life.

Does this make any sense?😅 I‘m not good at writing down what’s happening in my head. It’s a scary place😄

sorry for the stupid question but what do u mean all the things he throws a kie in 3x04 came from his dad? what am i missing? whats the connection between these 2 scenes in the gifset? 👀

No stupid questions about my tags because they are often nonsensical, one single braincell bouncing around up there. You're talking about my tags on this gifset?

So much of the way JJ reacts to Kie getting close to him in 3x04 is down to the damage done to him by his dad. I suppose my tags weren't just talking about that scene in 2x08 specifically but also considering all the other scenes we see with Luke where he makes JJ feel worthless. But what I love about that parallel between 3x04 and 2x08 is that it shows how defeatist JJ is about his own life, ("it'll all work out" "no it's not, but maybe in the next life".) and then how that manifests with Kie ("it would all blow up anyway"). You could also draw a line between the way JJ is once again being left behind by someone who is supposed to love him. He can't start anything with Kie because she will eventually leave, just like everyone else.

When he says in 2x08 "I hadn't exactly been perfect either" (as though there is any way he could have acted to prevent from being abused) and then in 3x04 "I'm just some loser" it drives home again how low of an opinion he has of himself. Incapable of seeing that he is a victim, that he doesn't have to be perfect to be worthy of unconditional love and care. That the way he see's himself is not how others do.

And of course, the way his mask just breaks in both of those scenes. Both times he lets his wall down just a little bit rather than repressing everything. It is as though he is breaking under the weight of being given affection he so desperately craves. Luke is a piece of shit, always will be, but in that moment he gives JJ something he probably wanted his whole life. A dad that acknowledges his own failures (barely) and tells him everything is going to be okay. A dad who holds him without hurting him. And in 3x04 Kie doesn't let him off the hook and demands to be heard. For just a second, he succumbs to the idea that the people he loves care about him as much as he does them. That she could love him completely. Eventually the wall goes back up but for that 2-3 seconds he is so vulnerable.

I'm sure Sabrina (@brizzlovesyou) and Laura (@erinchristmaselvis) have their thoughts on this since those two menaces are the ones who brought that gifset into existence.

[birdlungg]

I got fired from my job today ): can i has some of that Eddie Munson good good for my soul?

Eddie’s girl really wants to go to the pool. He does not. Fortunately for her, he loves seeing his girl in a swimsuit. Unfortunately for him, so does Billy Hargrove.

The temperature in Hawkins had jumped drastically in the last few weeks and everyone was feeling it. Every day found you and Eddie practically melting in your trailer as neither of you had the motivation to move.

One morning, you have the great idea to go to the pool to cool off, and maybe hang out with your friends. You knew Lucas and Erica would be going with their own friends (and made a vow not to intrude into your younger siblings' social lives) so you invited Steve and Robin to go with you. You know that Steve would normally use his family’s pool, but his parents had dibs on it for the day.

Eddie was… not that hard to convince. He put up a fight at first, but as soon as you mentioned the fact that you had gotten a new suit, he was already pulling out his own swim trunks. Your curves are irresistible already but in that skin-tight spandex? Let’s just say Eddie probably wouldn’t want to stay in public for long.

“You sure you want to be here, baby?” Eddie asks when you arrive outside the pool. “We should head home and take a nice cold shower together.” He grins at you with a wink, and you snort as you unbuckle your seatbelt.

“We can only take so many cold showers, Eds.” You respond. “And besides, this gives you the chance to show off all those sexy tattoos.” You wink back at him and hop out of the van, making your way to the front door as he follows after you dumbly.

A little while later, he’s sitting with Steve at an umbrella table waiting for you and Robin to join them from the changing rooms when he sees someone that makes his heart to sink.

“God fucking damn it,” he hisses, crossing his arms in annoyance. Steve turns to look at his in confusion before following his line of sight to Billy Hargrove making his way out of the Lifeguard office.

“Fucking Hargrove,” Steve grunts in agreement. They watch in dumbfounded anger as he makes his way to the lifeguard chair like he’s hot shit, winking and leering at every attractive woman he sees.

“I was so stoked about seeing her in a new suit I forgot that Hargrove even worked here.” Eddie sighs. Shit, if he tries to come on to you again…Eddie’s thought is cut off when he sees Robin exiting the changing rooms wearing a t-shirt and shorts. He barely even registers that it’s her because right behind Robin is you.

You’re wearing a black one-piece with a low back and cinched sides that perfectly show off your beautiful dark skin. It has a thin spaghetti strap halter top showing off ample cleavage and high sides that show off your long legs. If he looks hard enough, he can see your nipple piercings through the cups. You look like a goddess as you fall into step with Robin, pulling your long braids into a twisted bun on top of your head.

Eddie can feel his shorts grow tighter as he grins wolfishly at you as you approach the table. You have that playful glint in your eye that he loves and you spin in a slow circle to show off. “You guys think I look ok?” You ask cheekily.

All three of them nod dumbly and Eddie takes notice, smacking the back of Steve’s head and messing up his hair.

“Hey!” Steve shouts, offended as he rubs at the spot. “I’m not the only one who noticed.” He nods his head to the lifeguard chair and you all turn to look. Billy has his eyes locked on your ass from his elevated position. He doesn‘t even have the gall to look guilty when he sees he’s been caught, he just winks at you.

Eddie’s nostrils flare as he glares at him, but you turn back around and pay Billy no mind. You rake your eyes across Eddie’s bare chest, eyes drawn to his tattoos. You have seen them hundreds of times before, but they never get old.

“Anyway, I’m going to go sit in the pool, does anyone want to join me?” You ask pleasantly.

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The four of you spend hours at the pool, cooling off and having fun. Eddie gets a little bit of a tan from his fun in the sun, and you have to say you like it on him.

When it starts to get dark and you’re all pruny, you decide to head home. After changing, you and Eddie say goodbye to Steve and Robin and are walking back to the van. There’s only one car left in the parking lot now that they’ve left. You hold hands, swinging Eddie’s with yours between you both happily.

Unexpectedly, you hear someone shout your name from behind you. Eddie stops in his tracks before turning around to address Billy as he approaches.

“The fuck do you want, Hargrove?” He spits, wrapping a possessive arm around your waist. You let him, leaning into his hold as you stare at Billy incredulously.

Billy glares at him as he stands with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

“Just wanted to tell your girl that she looked good in her suit today,” Billy says as he looks right into your eyes.

“I know,” you say cooly, grasping Eddie’s fingers where they hold your shirt in a tightening grip. He’s trying to stir Eddie up, and you aren’t going to let him. When he realizes that it’s not working, he switches to a different tactic.

“I didn’t even know you had nipple piercings. They look hot.” That did it. Eddie releases you and stalks toward Billy, getting right up in his face without actually touching him.

“The fuck did you just say?” He hisses in face. Billy looks way too smug as he squares up, and you know if you don’t step in now, things are going to get ugly. You push between them quickly, setting a hand on each of the boys chests to push them apart.

“Hey!” You shout, trying to get them as far away from each other as possible. You turn to Eddie, looking at his furious face as he stands there glaring daggers at Billy. “Seriously Eddie, he’s not worth it!” You tell him. His nostrils flare as he slowly nods, backing up a little as he finally looks at you. You give him a pointed look and he raises his arms as if saying. ‘Ok, ok’.

“Billy,” you address him, barely even looking at him over your shoulder as you start to pull Eddie in the direction of his van. “Just because you have a small dick doesn’t mean you can take it out on everyone else.” You state. Eddie grins widely at Billy as you make your way to the back of Eddie’s van. You open the back doors and hop inside, much to Eddie’s confusion.

Once you're in, you kneel in the center of the large compartment and remove your tank top and shorts. You’ve kept on the swimsuit under your clothes in order to surprise Eddie since he obviously very much liked to see you in it.

He looks at you slack jawed as you untie the straps and pull the top down below your chest. Moving yourself into a sitting position, you keep yourself up with one arm braced behind you and use the other to move the crotch of your suit to one side. Eddie’s cock hardens quickly when his eyes dart down and he sees that you’re already glistening with wetness. He licks his lips absentmindedly and you quirk an eyebrow at him.

“You just gonna stand there, or come stake your claim, hot shot?” You ask, inserting your middle and ring fingers into your core. The squelch of your juices has his snapping to attention as he jumps into the van with you and shuts the doors behind him with a slam, drowning out your giggles as he attacks you playfully.

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Billy watches in fury and jealousy as Eddie’s van rocks back and forth in the pool parking lot. Even though Billy can’t see what’s going on, his imagination runs wild with images of you. After a long time, longer than Billy wanted to give Eddie Credit for, the van stops rocking.

Billy scoffs to himself and guns the engine of his car, tires squealing as he races out of the parking lot. Unfortunately for you both, this wouldn’t be the last time you saw Billy Hargrove.