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Obsession
(after a quick brainstorm with @helen-with-an-a on me way to the Barca vs. Eibar game)
Lucy should have seen it coming. She really should have but yet it was a surprise â not really but it always takes her by surprise. Fans were joking that Alexia and Keira had a weird synchronization but that was nothing to your ïżœïżœïżœKeiranessâ. Lucy was currently standing on the sideline â training just ended about 10 minutes ago â watching you and Keira kicking the ball around for fun with MapĂ, Ingrid and Marta.
âShe really is a pequeña you...â Alexia said smiling slightly as she watched the five of you kicking around laughing â... and seeing her having fun is good â she's healingâ
âMini me... yeahâ your sister snorted earning a questionable look from her capitana â... we may share a name, blood relation, eye color and facial features but she's all Keira in her behavior... except for... competitiveness maybe... that she has from me too...â
âOh please Lucia...â now it was the blonde spaniard snorted â... we all see the similarities between the two of youâ
âYeah... then watch themâ Lucy smirked âWatch them closely Capiâ
And that's what Alexia did â suddenly she saw what Lucy meant. You and Keira were in perfect sync. Your movement was one-to-one the same. Every time Keira stopped the ball with her right foot her shoulder would go with the move just as her hand turned outwards. Even without the ball at your feet you moved the except same way. Keira went on shifting her weight onto the left foot â you moving with her. Even when MapĂ slightly pushed you to get to the ball you still kept the shadowlike movement of Keira. It was like you and Keira were connected with strings and whatever the blonde did you did as well.
âWhat...â Alexia looked shocked shaking her head lightly when the small game of kick around stopped and immediately you and Keira fell into the same position one hand on your hip the other one pulling the trainings shirt up revealing both of your abs as you wiped the sweat of your faces.
âTold you....â your sister grinned victoriously
âI never saw thatâ the blonde catalan still shook her head in disbelieve
âHm... you never saw them on the pitch togetherâ Lucy grinned as you shrieked as MapĂ sprayed you with her water bottle after you squeezed said bottle hard while the Zaragoza woman took a sip resulting in the water just hitting the back of MapĂs throat making her cough hard
âIt started when Bubs was three and Kei and I just started dating...â your sister now had a soft smile on her lips watching as you ran circles around Marta and Ingrid trying to get rid of MapĂ who was hot on your heels â... she became completely obsessed with Keiâ
âWhat do you mean?â Alexia asked confused
âSit down Capi...â Lucy grinned â... that's a longer story... and they'll be occupied for a little longerâ
âEhrm... I'm very sorry I'm late...â a young Lucy stuttered standing next to a table where Keira was seated looking sheepishly â... I tried to leave without her noticing but she... wouldn't let me.... and then I had to grab her stuff to... and parking around here is a nightmare and then she wanted to walk â she's good with walking but she sometimes forget that she only has two legs so she falls a lot and I didn't want her to look like a homeless kid so I made her walk slow... so yeah... I'm sorryâ
âPhones do exist you knowâ Keira looked at Lucy with a raised eyebrow â... you could've called.. or textedâ
âI... don't know where I put me phoneâ your sister said shyly knowing it sounds like a cheap excuse
âHm...â the blonde opposite to her hummed as you â for the first time â lurked around Lucys legs taking a sheepish look at the girl
âI... would understand if you don't want to do that anymoreâ Lucy said a little uncomfortable gesturing around a little bit
âAnd pass on the chance to meet that little Miss? Absolutely not...â Keira now smiled waving her fingers at you making you hide behind your sisters legs again
âI see...â your sister cleared her throat â... you wanted to meet her from the start... I'm just your way inâ
âGood to know we're on the same pageâ the blonde grinned at your sister and suddenly Lucy knew she was forgiven â this time
âSo... you going to introduce us?â Keira asked smirking slightly
âBubs...â Lucy said softly as she crouched down to be at your height holding your little hand in her big one â... this is Keira... can you say hi to her?â
You took a quick glance at Keira before you quickly shook your head hiding your face in your sisters neck who just chuckled
âI tried...â your sister smirked at her date standing back up taking you with her easily â... obviously she's not interested...â
âHm... what a shame....â the blonde sighed dramatically â... looks like you get a shot in the end after all...â
âI'll make sure to thank her later...â Lucy kept smirking as she pulled out her chair sitting down you perched on her lap still hiding your face â... but I honestly don't know what's going on â normally she isn't shy at all...â
âShe doesn't know me...â Keira smiled noticing the small shy glances you threw at her â... of course she's going to be shyâ
âYeah no... that's not her at all... she yelled yesterday at a pal who cycled past to fast â to fast for her liking... called him a twatâ your sister snorted obviously proud
âI hope you told her that's a bad wordâ the blonde raised her eyebrows
âHey... she didn't called him a wanker or a cunt....â Lucy lifted one hand in defense while she held you tightly to her upper body â... I think that deserved an Ice creamâ
âIwe cweam?â you suddenly perked up
âYou had Ice cream yesterday...â your sister pointed out â... no Ice cream todayâ
âWucy...â you whined disappointed
âNo no.... we agreed on somethingâ Lucy said â... you don't want your tiny teeth falling out do you know? You'll look like grandpa when he forget where he left his teethâ
âNoooooooo...â you said horrified your eyes wide
âSee.... so two Ice cream a week... no moreâ your sister said firmly but Keira could see the playful glint in Lucys eyes â... now that you found your voice again... can you please show I thought you manners and say Hi to me friend Keiraâ
âHiâ you mumbled quickly immediately hiding your face again
âBubs come on... you normally aren't like thisâ Lucy groaned making Keira chuckle
âIt's okay Luce....â the blonde waved off â... ready to order?â
âGod yes... I haven't had time to eat before coming hereâ your sister said quickly looking down at you âYou hungry Bubs?â
âMhmâ you nodded against Lucys neck
âOkay... what do you want? You know... I'll just order something for youâ your sister pressed a soft kiss to your hairline
âBubs pleaseâ Lucy pressed catching your hand once again before you it can connect with the salmon on her plate âThat's me food â can you please NOT hit it with your dirty paws?â
âIt lookin so foftâ you said in awe trying to touch it once again
âStopâ your sister said firmly and you knew you SHOULD stop but the soft looking rose colored fish was just too fascinating for your little brain and your hand moved on it's own accord towards your sisters food again
âBubsâ Lucy now scolded you angrily âStop it.. NOWâ
âIt foftâ you looked up tears forming in your eyes
âIt's still food... we don't play with foodâ your sister said now holding both your little hands together by your wrist so you couldn't attempt to smash her food â... I happily let you try BUT we do not play nor do we smash foodâ
âNo play... no smashâ you wailed out but your sister was immune to your tears knowing it was just because she restricted your movements
âStop the drama... you're worse than Sophieâ Lucy rolled her eyes picking some salmon up with her fork offering it to you âHere... you wanna try?â
âNooooo....â you wailed even louder
âSuit yourself...â your sister shrugged her shoulders â... you know them tears won't work on meâ
âEhrm... Lucyâ Keira now spoke up â... maybe you should let her feel the consistencyâ
âOh god...â Lucy snorted â... believe me.. she knows what salmon feels like... she's just hangry... hm...â
âWhat?â Keira looked alarmed at Lucys sudden smirk
âHey Bubs... Keira has pasta... you want pasta?â your sister smirked her voice soft â... look... with tomato sauceâ
âExcuse meâ the blonde looked confused but you were already on the way of climbing over to her and if it wasn't for Keiras quick reflexes you certainly would have hit the ground as you slipped from Lucys leg
âHiâ Keira said bewildered as you got yourself comfortable in her lap
âOmao pafaâ you squealed happily your hand already grabbing into the food
âNoâ the blonde quickly reacted grabbing your hand just like Lucy did minutes before
âBut...â your lower lip already trembled dangerously
âThat's very hot...â Keira said calmly â... we don't wanna burn our hands now do we?â
âNu uhâ you shook your hands while Keira let go of your hand again
âThat's my good girlâ the blonde smiled picking up some Pasta with her fork â... now... what do we do when something is hot?â
âBlow is coolâ you said seriously
âSmart girl...â Keira held the fork in front of your face so you could cool the pasta down yourself
âYou can't be seriousâ Lucy mumbled as she watched the interaction between the two of you
âI swear Capi... I should've known...â your sister looked smiling at Alexia â... I should've know in that second that whatever bond they were forming in that moment that it would be something specialâ
âIt sound like quite the first meetingâ the blonde catalan smiled
âI think Bubs fell in Love with Keira before I did...â Lucy snorted watching as you now sprinted next to Keira your stride basically one â... now thinking about it I'm pretty sure that she was so shy because she immediately fell in Love with Keira... as soon as the name ïżœïżœKeiraâ fell you could get basically anything from Bubsâ
âBubs...â Lucy yelled down the hallway â... hurry... we promised Keira to pick her up from the stationâ
âI is comingâ you shouted back your voice strained with stress as you quickly finished your present for Keira grabbing the piece of paper quickly running down the corridor towards your sister
âWhat's in your hair... is that glue??â your sister looked slightly disgusted
âIt pwesent fo Keiwaâ you said proudly showing Lucy your paper that was covered in glue, paint, glitter and stickers
âLovelyâ Lucy mumbled pinching the bridge of her nose before pulling a ManCity hat over your glittery gluey head âCome on.... we don't have time to clean you up... we just stick you in the bath laterâ
âYou no like?â you asked a little hurt
âIt's super amazingâ your sister said smiling widely even if just wished to get you clean right now â... I bet Keira will be so happy and thankful for your thoughtful giftâ
âIt you and Keiwa an Is an Tato and Manity and...â you started to explain your masterpiece while Lucy started to gently push you out of the door
âIt really is...â Lucy said as she closed the door behind her â... somethingâ
âKEIWAâ you yelled happily seeing the blonde exit the train station
âOy... stop yellingâ your sister scolded you grabbing the hood of your jacket before you could start to run off â... she saw us alreadyâ
âKeiwaâ you said still a little bit louder than inside voice but now quiet yelling trying to run towards her just to be held back by your sister
âWaitâ Lucy said calmly â... we don't just run on the road... what do we do?â
âLookn lefts and righftsâ you said your whole body trembling with excitement
âWell... then do soâ your sister told you and you quickly did as she said â.. come on Bubs... do betterâ
âBut Wucy..... Keiwaâ you whined
âThen take your time to LOOK and if no car is coming you can goâ Lucy rolled her eyes âIn fact if you'd stop doing half assed things you'd be already over thereâ
âOtayâ you sighed and took a good look left and right making sure no car was coming â... no caws...â
âSee... sometimes invest some time to do it properly so you don't have to do it againâ your sister said smiling slightly â... off you go...â
âKeiwaâ you started to take off basically throwing yourself at the blonde
âHey Bitsy...â the blonde caught you easily chuckling â... have you been good for Luce?â
âMhmâ you nodded smiling widely as Keira placed you on her hip picking up her bag again
âDon't believe her... she was a complete maniacâ your sister said grinning as she reached the two of you taking the bag from her girlfriend pressing a soft kiss to her lips
âI is no manitacâ you complained loudly making Lucy and Keira snort successfully ending the kiss
âSorry I forgot... you're an angelâ Lucy smirked poking your side making you squeal
âUgh...â you three heard suddenly behind you making you look over Keiras shoulder
âDisgustingâ you saw a elderly woman stare at you âYou have to infect that innocent child with your diseases?â
âExcuse me?â Lucy asked and Keira as well as you could hear she's starting to get angry
âYour disgusting dykesâ the woman spat at your sister who put herself between you two and that woman
âYous listens old hagsâ you said making yourself bigger in Keiras arms â... my Wucy lovins Keiwa... Auntie Jill says people likes yous just needs a good fu...â
âJesusâ Keira exclaimed as she covered your mouth with her hand looking at you shocked
âSee... see what you've done to that poor kidâ the old lady spat
âAnd we're leavingâ your sister said finally as she pushed Keira forward
âBitsy....â Keira looked at you after Lucy strapped you into your childs seat â... you won't EVER repeat what your Auntie Jill said...â
âBut...â you started
âNo Bits... I'm serious.. you forget what your Auntie Jill said and I personally will have a word with your Auntie as soon as we're back to trainingâ the blonde said strictly
âI mades pwesent for youâ you mumbled teary eyed holding up your present
âOh Bitsyâ Keira smiled softly being touched by your action â... thank you so so muchâ
âIs Wucy and yous and Is and Tato and Mansityâ you mumbled as Keira leaned into your space pressing a kiss to your forehead
âIt is really beautiful Bits...â the blonde smiled â... you worked very hard didn't youâ
âMhm... jus the best fo Keiwaâ you said quoting your sister
âReally? Just the best for me?â Keira smirks her eyes finding Lucys who sported a slight blush
âWucy always says to Auntie Jill...â you told the blonde as usual using no filter
âGood to knowâ the blonde kept smirking you oblivious to it âBut now let's get home... I can smell the glue in your hairâ
âBubs... bath timeâ Lucy declared as you entered home again after dropping Keira off at her home
âNoâ you pouted
âWhat you mean no? Yes... obviously yes... you're all sticky...â your sister sat you down on the little bench kneeling in front of you taking your shoes off
âI is no bafâ you said nodding seriously
âOh but I think you do... you're sticky and you smellâ Lucy poked your sides slightly making you giggle
âI is no smelly... yous smellyâ you shot back
âExcuse me little Miss??â your sister exclaimed shocked playing along with you
âYou stinksâ you stick your tongue out at her
âOh you just wait..â Lucy suddenly snatched you from the bench throwing you over her shoulder making you squealing laughing
âWucy noooooâ you squealed
âLucy yeeesssâ she mimicked you
âKeiwa no bafâ you tried to make your sister see reason
âReally? That's your argument? That Keira hasn't taken a bath??â Lucy stopped in the middle of the hallway
âYesâ you said still hanging over your sisters shoulder
âBubs...â your sister sighed pulling you forward until you were perched on her hip â... Keira is old enough to decide if she wants a bath or not.... you on the other hand fall under my responsibilityâ
âKeiwa baf here?â you asked hopefully
âNo Bubs... Keira has her own flat with her own bath... she doesn't need to bath hereâ Lucy said calmly
âNo Keiwa...â you started pouting your little arms crossed in front of your chest â... no Bubsâ
âNo Keira no Bubs?â Alexia bursted out laughing âShe seemed to always be a strong minded characterâ
âThis became such a catch phrase....â your sister groaned watching as you practiced one touches with MapĂ
âWhat's a catch phrase?â Ona asked coming down the sideline freshly showered an changed
âWait... it still worksâ Lucy grinned yelling over the field âNO BUBS...â
â.... NO KEIWA!!!â Keira and you yelled back simultaneously laughing loudly
âThat's the catch phraseâ your sister turned to her girlfriend pulling her down onto her lap âIt was Bubs thing to try and get out of things when Keira wasn't involved...â
âAh...â Ona said confused while Alexia just chuckled
âApparently our Cariño found quite the liking as a young One in Keiraâ Alexia chuckled
âBebita would do everything for Keira...â the freckled catalan rolled her eyes playfully â... no one can ever reach Keira... not even Lucyâ
âOy... not true...â your sister exclaimed pinching her girlfriends side
âWho did you call when she refused to go to the dentist when her cheek was all swollen up?â Ona looked down at her girlfriend expectantly
âKeiraâ Lucy mumbled
âAnd how long did it take Keira to get her to go to the dentist while we where trying to get her to go for how long.... days?â the small catalan questioned further
âTwo minutesâ your sister mumbled embarrassed
âSo yes... Bebita does everything for Keiraâ Ona grinned knowing she won that little argument
âYeah yeahâ Lucy grumbled giving up
âBubs... you gotta get upâ Lucy said coming out of the Bathroom where she already finished
âNo...â you grumbled cuddling further into the warmth of Keiras embrace âKeiwa still in bedâ
âIt's our off day...â your sister said a little annoyed â... you've got nursery dayâ
âNo Keiwaâ you started to argue tiredly âno nuwsyâ
âHun it's okay...â Keira now interrupted knowing this discussion would go on forever if she didn't put a stop on it â... I'll take her.. it's fine... I can grab some breakfast on the way backâ
âNo for God sakes...â Lucy grumbled pulling away the blanket partly so your small frame got uncovered â... you stay here... she's gotta learn...â
âLucyâ the blonde tried again knowing it got to Lucy that you were so fixated on her
âNo... Kei seriously... I understand she likes you but she gotta learn that she can't use you like thatâ your sister said pulling you towards the end of the bed by your ankles
âNo Keiwa...â you said strained holding onto Keiras Pjs pants (that the blonde quickly threw on last night as she heard you trying to get to the door handle of the bedroom successfully interrupting âadult timeâ) â... no Bubsâ
âDid you get her to Nursery?â Ona snorted at the image that was forming in her head
âKinda....â Lucy grumbled
âKeira had to go with you?â Alexia smirked knowingly
âAs soon as I had her in the car it was... fineâ your sister defended herself still remembering the absolute breakdown you had the second you realized Keira wasn't coming to nursery with you
âFine...â Ona repeated trying to hold in her laughter
âShe stopped crying after four hours...â Lucy mumbled â.... when Kei picked her up.... after they called us... to please get herâ
That was it â Alexia and Ona bursted out laughing
âShe also started to behave more like Kei...â your sister said â.... copying her moves and standsâ
âOkay Bubs...â Lucy smiled at you â... it's just us for the weekend... no games.... no nursery... Kei went to her parents place...â
âMhm...â you said deep in thoughts âI is don't fink so...â
âWhat...â your sister looked down at you as you turned on your heels marching into your room âBubs?â
Lucy followed you confused to see you throwing your little dinosaur backpack on the bad grabbing random things squishing them into it
âWhat are you doing?â Lucy asked bewildered watching you squeezing a second teddy into the bag
âI is packingâ you said as you grabbed your backpack dragging it behind you past your sister towards the front door
âPacking for what?â your sister came after you just as you started to put on your shoes â wrong way around but it's the thought that counted right?
âWe goes Keiwaâ you declared seriously
âBubs...â Lucy spoke gently as she kneeled down so she could speak to you correctly â... Kei is in Rochdale... we're in Alnwick...â
âAnds?â you asked tilting your head a little your hands finding your waist â Lucy had to do a double take because for the first time your really looked like a mini Keira who you were standing there â... yous has caw... we cans dwiveâ
âNo Bubs...â your sister kept her voice soft â... Keira is spending time with her Mum and Dad...â
âSo we's spends time with Keiwa...â you said confident â... everyone wins â winsâ
âThat's not...â Lucy shook her head slightly at your logic â... how it worksâ
âYous fink a little moreâ you said patting your sisters head starting to drag your backpack outside â... I is waiting outsideâ
âShe... left you standing there after she told you you can play taxi so she could go see YOUR girlfriend?â now Frido asked confused who sat down behind the trio mid story
âBasically yeahâ Lucy shrugged her shoulders
âAnd she packed her own bag?â the swede clarified
âWait... what did she pack?â your sister mumbled to herself wrecking her brain â... AH... yeah... two teddies, a bag of crisps â don't ask me why she had a bag of crisps in her room, her draw doodle thingy and a single sockâ
âAnd Henryâ Keira pointed out as she helped picking up the rest of the trainigsgear that got left behind by the trainers so you could have some fun
âYeah... and Henryâ Lucy nodded her head â... her rock.. we found him on a market... it was a rock with a face painted on it and googly eyes... she loved that rock... until it disappeared somehowâ
âA... rock?â Alexia asked confused thinking she misheard
âYeah... a rockâ your sister confirmed
âShe is certainly... a characterâ the blonde catalan phrased carefully
âOh she's an absolute nutcase...â Lucy shrugged her shoulders again â.... but she's a Bronzeâ
âWucyyyyyy...â you complained loudly as your sister carried you over the pitch with fast stride
âNo...â Lucy sneered and you whimpered in process
âYou stay here and if I see you on the pitch again before training is over Y/n it will have consequencesâ your sister put your down at the sideline rather roughly
âWucyâ you whimpered but your sister was already on the way back to training which cause an absolute meltdown from your side making you cry loudly big tears rolling over your cheeks âWUCYY!!!â
âLuce...â Keira mumbled hating to see you so distressed and sobbing
âKeira no...â Lucy snapped â... if Maz wouldn't have reacted so quickly and pushed her out of the way that ball would've hit her straight in the head and she probably would've hit the post... she literally could've died if it wasn't for Mazâ
âI understand thatâ the blonde said calmly â... but she doesn't.. she understands that she got pushed and then you got angry with her... talk to her... explain it to herâ
âI will... I promise... but I can't at the momentâ your sister said looking Keira straight in the eye
âI know you got scared Luce... I know you ARE scared...â Keira said softly her voice low your loud sobs still echoing over the pitch â... but so is she... I think it's best if you take Maz over with you so you can explain that Maz didn't want to harm herâ
âKeira I could've lost herâ Lucy said her voice breaking â... a half a second later and she would've been goneâ
âBut she isn'tâ the blonde pulled her girlfriend into a hug pressing her nose into Lucys neck â... she's still here and she needs her big sister now...â
âOkay...â your sister took a deep breath â... okay... yeah you're right...â
âI know I am....â Keira smirked â... we both know I'm always right except for when we're both wrong... than it's just you who's wrongâ
âYeah I knowâ Lucy grumbled lightly âHappy wife... happy lifeâ
âI see you are able to learn...â the blonde teased before pushing her girlfriend towards you â... goâ
âHey Bubsâ Lucy approached you cautiously
âWucyâ you sobbed heartbreakingly
âCome here Bubsâ your sister sank to her knees opening her arms but you didn't move an inch
âYous madâ you hick upped scared to put a foot on the pitch seeing that training was still going
âI'm not mad Bubs...â Lucy said gently â... I was scared... come here Bubsyâ
âNu uh... twaining no ousâ you swallowed hard
âIt's okay... you can come to meâ your sister encouraged you smiling softly and she exhaled deeply when you came running into her arms holding onto her tightly
âYou have to listen to me Bubs okayâ Lucy mumbled against your hair â... you can't just go on the pitch when no one is looking... if Mary hadn't been so quick you could've gotten very badly hurt Bubs...â
âI is no wants ouchieâ you sobbed into your sisters neck
âI know that Bubs...â your sister said calmly still hugging you tightly to her chest â... that's why I said you can't just come onto the pitch... you can come on the field after we done training and when Keira and I can have an eye on youâ
âI is sowwy Wucyâ you sniffed
âI know....â Lucy mumbled into your hair â... I'm sorry too Bubs... I shouldn't have just let you stand on the sideline I should've talked to you... I was just so scaredâ
âI is fowgive you Wucyâ you said seriously
âThank you Bubs... that's really nice of youâ your sister chuckled through her own tears
After that incident you never stepped a foot on the pitch without Lucy or Keira calling out for you firstly. Their teammate quickly got sucked into the circle of your defenders many of them still to this day even tho you were a grown up by now â at least on paper you were. The Lionesses quickly became aware of the bond you shared with Keira always getting a jab in against Lucy joking her own baby sister is stealing her girlfriend. Lucy took it with humor knowing at the end of the day Keira would scream her name not yours.
âEat your dinner Bubsâ your sister pushed the plate in front of you for you to push it away again
âNoâ you pouted
âYes...â Lucy rolled her eyes pushing the plate back to you
âI is no wannaâ you crossed your arms again over your chest
âBubs...â your sister groaned knowing exactly why you refused to eat
âNo...â you said turning away now the attention from half the team on your little argument
âDon't say itâ Lucy basically dared you
âNo Keiwa...â you started making your sister groan
âNO BUBSâ the team answered for you bursting out laughter as your sister let herself fall backwards against her chair in defeat
âWhat did you do now?â said blonde chuckled behind you just coming out of a short meeting with the head coach
âWucy no niceâ you explained a little upset
âI just tried to get some food into you â excuse me for caringâ Lucy threw her arms up
âLucy you know how it works... No Keiwaâ Keira smirked smitten
â.. no Bubs... yeah yeah... I understood it the first 5000 times... no need to repeat it over and over and over againâ your sister rolled her eyes just giving up
âSo... Cariño always was so obsessed with Keira?â Alexia asked taking in your stride as you ran up to the ball just outside the box the sunset letting your skin shine golden
âYeah...â Lucy watched as your shot hit the crossbar for you to just get under it absolutely belting it into the net doing a bicycle kick â... and honestly I couldn't have done it without Keiras help...â
âEeh... you sapâ Keira now emerged from the tunnel her hair still slightly damp from the shower your kit bag in her hand â... she needed you just as muchâ
âNo seriously Kei... I think I never thanked you for putting up with usâ your sister looked at her ex with a slight smile âThank youâ
âNothing to thank me for Luce...â the blonde smiled back â... I've done it happily... but now I'm just as happy I only have to look after her... so... thank you Onaâ
âEhrm... 3 years aren't over... I could still give her back... guarantee and everythingâ the freckled spaniard grinned
âEhrm no... guarantee just if some of her parts break and she's not usable anymoreâ Keira pointed out âAlso... I told you you get her as you see her... later reclamations will not be considered or are a reason for refundâ
âMaleĂŻtâ Ona snapped her fingers grinning widely
âOy... are you really talking about me like I'm some old car?â Lucy looked hurt
âI mean...â Keira snorted making an overall hand gesture
âFuck you Walsh...â your sister grumbled âI take me Thank you back...â
âOh really?â the blonde smirked
âYes...â Lucy huffed
âOkay...â Keira chuckled as she whistled for you to finish up your bag already over her shoulder as she started to walk toward the carpark â... she has to get vaccinated on Friday... it's your weekendâ
âWHAT??â your sister shrieked making everyone laugh âKei wait... I didn't mean it... you know how thankful I am for your help... always was and always will be... pleaseâ
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Seamstress | Part 4
Part 1 here.
John lets the men simmer for two days. Mostly he lets their trip to his seamstress ride to see if they brought it up to him. They didnïżœïżœïżœt. Guess he would be playing this the sly way.
âFound an old quilt from my grandmother when cleaning out my mumâs house last leave.â
Johnnyâs brain sparked on the word association just as John hoped it would.
âFound out I can get my family kilts fixed up and preserved. Met a pretty lass who runs a shop that said it was a possibility.â
âOh?â John folded his arms across his chest, encouraging Johnny to go on by tilting his head in interest.
âYeah, pretty bird, kicked us out when we started asking about-â
He cut himself off pretty quick but John gave him a small scary smile.
âAsking about who, Johnny?â
Johnny started to back up, hands raised as he babbled his excuses.
âFinish your excuses and go get the guys.â
Johnny turned tail and fled from the room. His muppets filed in the room, Johnny getting forced by the neck by Simon who glared down at him. Must have wanted to keep this a secret. Should have known better than to tell Johnny. The man couldnât keep a non-life-threatening secret to save anyoneâs life. Kyle and Gary slid in after the duo.
âMuppets. You will leave my seamstress well enough alone or I will make it a problem for you.â
âSo she is yours?â Gary piped up from the side.
Shooting him a glare John continued.
âI am grown enough to not explain myself to the lot of you, but if I get a call again about any of you bothering her I will make it everyoneâs problem.â
Kyle smirked and spoke out one side of his mouth.
âSeems like Price canât get a date.â
âKyle I swear to my god and yours I will make you disappear if you keep it up. If your clothes go missing, just know they will be back. Now get out of here the lot of you.â
His men shared smiles and eye contact.
They hustled from the room when he picked up his blackened coffee mug to throw at one of them.
âFucking muppets going to send me to an early grave. I donât even have her phone number yet,â he mumbled to himself as the back of them disappeared.
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You think about John far more often than you should. He is a customer. Yes, he sleeps in your chairs and smiles at you in a way that pulls his cheeks to the moon, and yes he makes your heart flutter the tiniest bit but, but he is a customer who has never shown interest and you refuse to make someone feel uncomfortable in your shop. Your shop was a safe space, for everyone. Your flags are on clear display, so many, many flags, made sure of it.
He stepped through your thoughts carelessly. When you were wandering a superstore you somehow ended up in the camping section. A clearance foldable cot caught your eye and left the store with you. You maneuvered it into your tiny car and into the shop without allowing yourself to question why you had bought it.
John appeared two mornings following your purchase. You smile, wider than you should, at him.
âHi John, welcome back! Got anything new and interesting for me today?â
Did you sound too chipper?
âNothing crazy, one of my men needs a mask fixed.â
âDo you always bring in their items? I hope they are paying you at least,â you joke as you take the offered mask.
Spreading it on the counter you look it over, a tear over one ear and one from the eye portion. Both are decently easy fixes but would require your ring light and some time with a hand needle.
Looking up you offer John another smile. Fuck, can you keep the smiles to a minimum? He is going to think you are weird and then stop coming by.
âThis shouldnât take terribly long, I would say maybe an hour?â
John knocked one knuckle against the counter as he nodded. With both hands on the armrests, you remembered the cot in the back.
âOh, John!â
He paused, ass halfway lowered into the seat.
âI..uh..â you stammer to a stop, unsure of how your words might be received.
âYes?â He lifts a single brow at you, body not shaking as he waits.
Tucking one arm to your chest and the other to your mouth you speak from behind it.
âI found a cot. I brought it to the shop for you to use if you wanted?â
The words rush out of you, mumbled by your hand, and the speed by which you hurl them.
John stands, moving to stand next to the counter where the floor changes, noting the difference in customer space vs working space.
âWhat was that dove?â
Tightening your lips before biting the inside of your cheek you force yourself to say your words again. Slower, clearer you speak.
âI have a cot for you. In the back, so that you can sleep.â
His face goes blank as he blinks at you.
He looked a bit like a 404 code in the flesh.
A small smile breaks across his face as color spreads up his cheeks.
âFor me?â
âWell,â you tighten both arms around your middle as you reply. âNo one else seems to pay me for the privilege of sleeping in my shop, so yes?â
John rubs the back of his neck with one hand.
You awkwardly stare at him. What do you even say now? Do you invite him to lie down? No that sounded weird.
âDo you-â
âWhy don-â
You both started and stopped at hearing the otherâs voice.
Spinning on your heel you turned towards the storage room, confident John would follow. Popping the door open you can do nothing more than point to the cot, still covered in tape from the store.
John slides by you, chest brushing your arm and shoulder as he does. If you have to fight back the urge to take a bite? Well, he would never need to know.
âI can set it up for you if you donât mind?â John looks back over his shoulder at you.
Knowing you are beet red you can only nod.
âI bought it for you but didnât get a chance to,â you gesture at it as if your vague motion will explain all your thoughts.
Johnâs smile, eyes crinkling and shoulders softening, melted your heart.
âIâll take care of it and then take a good nap. My men have started to comment that I am nicer to them after I get a nap here.â He knelt, pulling out a pocket knife and slicing open the package.
âYour men?â You lean against the door frame, unabashedly watching. âWhat is it you do for work John?â
âSpecial forces, Iâm a captain. I lead a group of myself and four other men.â
âWell, that would explain a lot of the smells.â
He looks up at you, brow cocked.
âSmells?â
âLike fire, gunpowder, sweat, sometimes fear.â
âYou get a lot of smell knowledge here?â
âI get a lot of everything here,â you shrug, unable to articulate how no matter how clean a piece of cloth some lingering smells clung.
John turns back to his task. You spend far, far too long watching him. The way his shoulders dip and arms change shape as he uses them. When the cot is built and John stands he turns and catches sight of you, you give a panicked smile and flee for the counter where you had left the mask.
Slamming your body into your chair you turned on your ring light, pulled your black thread, and focused diligently on fixing the holes you had been asked to address. John did not reappear for nearly an hour. You had finished the mask sooner than that but had not yet found the fortitude to go and wake him.
The creases on his face matched the lines on the shoulder of his shirt, and the slight drool stain.
âRight on time?â
You smile and nod.
âWell letâs settle up and I will find a reason to be back in a few days.â John returns to the customer side of the counter, sure of himself and you.
âYou donât have to pay me to come nap if that is all you need,â you start.
He cuts you off with a wave of his hand.
âMy men are hard on clothes. If I can get you some business I feel less bad about using you for some shut-eye.â
Supposing you had to accept that answer you unlock your tablet and complete the transaction.
Once his card clears you pass over the mask.
âYouâre jewelry box should be done by Christmas.â
He drops the statement as if he forgot to bring it up until now.
âChristmas should be fine, I donât have many plans though I will be out of town the week of Christmas proper. I will be visiting my grandmother.â Paternal grandmother since your mother was not allowed to visit, but no need to mention that.
âWe will have to find some time to ensure I can get you the gift then,â he smiled as he said it.
âI told you I would pay for it John,â you chide.
With a shrug, he tucked the mask into his pocket and stepped back from the counter.
âCanât pay me for a Christmas present dove.â
With that, he waved and pushed through the front door.
âThe hell I canât,â you spoke to the empty shop.
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#cod#fanfiction#cod x reader#price x reader#john soap mactavish#soap cod#john price x reader#captain john price#simon ghost riley#gary roach sanderson#kyle gaz garrick#fluff
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If you're taking ofmd requests, could you please do ed giving steed a rose and then they peck on the cheek or something. I just feel like that would be cute. Np If you're busy though đ (I love your stuff btw)
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I wish season 2 had more of the quiet tender moments. It wasn't a big deal to have so much missing since I thought season 3 would make up for it but then we got canceled *sob*
#our flag means death#ofmd fanart#gentlebeard#our flag means death fanart#thanks for the prompt!#Ive got more time so send me prompts if you've got any~#I miss this. maybe I should start dating again?
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So busy with Sparkstember that I almost forgot that I go back to school on tuesday
#honestly maybe it's better this way. i'd rather just not care at all rather than be super stressed about it#just like i've been doing with every little thing for most of my life#might have missed the date when we were supposed to choose our elective courses. well whatever Lol#and i still don't even know what my schedule is or what classes i have this semester oopsie#well the university itself doesn't seem particularly pressed about giving us the schedule either#but i'd probably better still read up on the classes at least before they start#i don't have high hopes for this year just like with the last. probably should just stop pretending that i still want to study anything atp#this wasn't even my first choice of a course bcs i had to prepare for that damn exam to be accepted for my preffered one#but i couldn't be bothered to study for it again which probably should have told me enough abt whether going into this again is a good idea#i'm so tired just thinking about it but i know that actually looking for a job and then having a job will be a thousand times worse so uh#but at least i'd have my own money and start doing something ughhhh. useful maybe. who knows what it will be though#i have no ideaaaaaa. but this feels like just putting off the inevitable. like at some point i need to get my shit together#i will probably report at the end of the next week about how i'm so done already#i don't really knowwww mannnnnm. i don't feel like i had any vacation at all even though 3 months have already passed#and i also sort of didn't prepare something relatively easy to do that would have given me an actual document#that would confirm that i actually finished that part-time school thing last semester#can't really be bothered to come back to it at this point though#well at least i learned something actually useful and interesting from that and that's enough for me tbh#and a lot of it is also relevant to my current area of interest (digital drawing and computer graphics in general)#well speaking of which i'd better just get back to drawing now lol. just one more left to finish!!!#in short i guess that my new way of dealing with stress is just ignoring it all#well it's worked in some way at least so it can't be an entirely bad thing lol#goosepost
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#the sun went down at 4 pm and I am once again having an existential crisis#I went to a bookstore and saw stupid romance book covers and started thinking about how Iâm probably gonna âdie aloneâ#whatever the fuck that means#I donât KNOW okay I donât know if Iâm aromantic or just too traumatized and avoidant to be capable of intimacy. but I have no friends and#Iâm lonely as fuck#and I donât want to date but I want someone to be committed to me and I want someone to fuck but I donât trust people and I#am pretty sure if I fucked someone I would burst into tears bc of how long its been since Iâve been touched#I want a family. like that is one thing I know for sure I donât know exactly what that even means or looks like#but I want a FAMILY. and not the one I was born with#I donât mean kids I mwan commitment and fucking. People#and the universe is not on my fucking side girl. sheâs not I donât care what you say#I thought I had a found family in college and look where that is now. dust#and Iâm 25 years old#and Iâm missing so many milestones#and maybe it doesnât matter maybe dating and fucking do not give you worth yeah yeah okay#but this is not the life I thought I would have at this age. and I feel like I should be entitled to grieve that#not like I want to. I want to be normal and I want to be over it.#to be perfectly fucking honest. I wish I could wake up tomorrow#and fall in love with someone and have a boring normal happily ever after.#I wish I could be the person whoâs capable of that and I know thatâs a naive and childish and unwoke desire to have#but Iâm just being so real with you chief. I do not know how to live in this world being who I am.#and I donât want to fucking be alone.#not because it makes me less worthy but because Iâm just fucking sick of being lonely. okay.#anyway. Iâm probably deleting this#p
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Oof wow, just got hit with this feeling that I've wasted some of my best years. Truly one of those moments where you take a look around like "what have I got to show for myself?"
Am I about to have a mid-life crisis??
#fuck man#what would make me feel a sense of fulfillment?#what milestones would make me feel like i've 'made it?'#yes i wish i had traveled more by now#but even after travel you just come home to whatever you were doing#different job maybe? although my job isn't that terrible#but it's not really 'mineâ#what skills did i hope to have by this ppint?#would i simply be happier with more friends like a had years ago?#or would i still feel unfulfilled#is a partber the missing piece to my life that keeps it from feeling whole?#have i been wasting these past years staying in and not dating when i should make the most of my youth?#or should i at least have been having some unconventional casual sex to explote more?#i want to believe it's not too late for me to have a life that feels right#i could just fuck off to another country and start having sex again#but would that be enough?#i think deep down i want a partner but no one has ever felt like 'my person'#and what do i even have to offer another person anyway#if i can't have a partner i guess i should at least have some wild sex before rhe ravages of age make it difficult#fun memories at least for when i inevitably end up qlone#bylarmist dread#delete later
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i came on here originally to say i was lonely and my head hurt but then some posts made me laugh so iâm reblogging them despite them being like the last thing i posted.
but such is life.
#my blue kazoo space puzzle is missing two pieces :/#and Iâm on my period so looking at those old posts is hard but theyâre also so far away like i started dating again already#and it got up there in number of dates but as it kept going it made me think more and more of Joey and that wasnât fun#but i already have another guy lined up so thatâs good i guess#but yea also being on my period doesnât help#and just an update with work cuz no one asked for it#being split between two buildings is annoying#but anyways i dropped off James today cuz shavuos is this week#and tomorrow will be the second week Iâll be learning derech Hashem with Jeffrey so thatâs nice#and i think Tamar will be at Hindyâs so maybe weâll set up some actual chavrusa#but anyways i feel v distant from Gd like Heâs not in my thoughts#but the challah bake was so nice yesterday and really gave me a good dose of just like Living For Hashem#though itâs faded by now but idk hopefully things just go well in life for a while#cuz things are just passing by and Iâm spending days in a daze wasting them with screen time and not being productive but also trying#to be kind to myself because i /am/ on my period and this is all period talk and pain so#anyways#half promises half forgotten#and being almost 30 and all that#rant#thereâs no real point to this post#just kind of catching up the last two months#i should shower and go to bed but idk if Iâm gonna shower since Mondayâs the only work day this week and James isnât here so i can#stay up late but also i have no food#:/#well gn then#have some more funny posts maybe
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Going through another phase of wanting to buy a record player verses being unsure if i should
#XwX#id just like it for special things#and ambience#id like it so that i dont have to look at a screen to play music#and to have physical copies of my favourite music#however i have no clue if it would be cringe lmao#but id just like the feeling of physically putting on the thing to play#i could get a cd player i suppose#ive been planning to burn somethings onto discs and get a dvd player for a while now#and it would be a lot cheaper#however i dont think it would feel as special#ive actually really enjoyed downloading my music directly onto my computer rather than just streaming it#which sounds lame but this is the first time ive really tried it#so id like to go into physical media#i miss having a dvd collection as well#idk if this urge will persist ive been sitting on it for a while now#then again ive been having a lot of urges to buy things recently#new haircut new clothes (pretty much all i wore before january was wilbur merch so im a bit stuffed on nice things to wear)#freaking hand made as well#fuck since that april fools episode ive been longing for a vr headset#what am i going to do with that??? i have like 3 games i want to play and thats it!#maybe i should play the games i actually HAVE already#i always get the urge to buy things during a stressful period#guess we'll see#although i could say that i will get the record player and some nice discs if I win that bursary#ach i feel guilty for wanting things like this that i dont need though X_X#we'll wait it out#steal my dads record player#jk i think he uses it to impress his new girlfriend#like how hes suspiciously started playing the guitar again since dating her
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gold ring
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warnings: brief suspicion of cheating, established relationship, soft!rafe, proposal, fluffy
ârafe!â you groan out, tired of hearing his phone constantly dinging for the past ten minutes.Â
when rafe doesn't answer, you slap your laptop closed, frown on your face as you head up the stairs, muttering to yourself about him interrupting your work that he KNOWS is important.
ârafe!â you shout, entering his bedroom. you can finally hear the spray of the shower, explaining why he was letting his phone go off.
you grab it from his bedside table, yanking the charger free as you go to silence it, but upon trying to stop the dinging, you skim over the notifications.
you don't believe it at first. it must be some kind of mistake, you're sure.
you click on the name of rafes ex girlfriend, opening up the text message thread.
rafe: when can we meet?
ex: whenever works for you đ„ș
ex: i miss you a lot btw
ex: this friday at 6pm? we can meet at the country club like we always used to. maybe get dinner? can't wait to see you xxx
you frown at the messages, quickly locking the phone and setting it down when you hear the shower turn off.
rafe steps out with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
âhey princess.â he smiles. âhow's the essay going?â
âfine.â your tone is cold, surprising rafe. âyour phone was ringing so i silenced it.â
you walk out of the room without another word, needing to return to your homework, but when you sit back down at what has become your desk, you can't concentrate on the words on the screen, your anger bubbling over.
you want to confront rafe, but you need time to breathe otherwise the entire conversation will be unintelligible as you simply sob.
you head upstairs, grabbing your backpack and slinging it over your shoulder as rafe emerges from the closet, fully dressed.
âwhere you going babe? got study group?â he questions, glancing at the clock on the wall, realizing there's no way study group would be meeting this late.
âgoing home.â you mumble, making sure everything you usually leave at rafes is stuffed in your bag.
âyou are home?â rafe questions, his expression turning sad when he sees you're not joking.
âno, im not rafe.â you sigh. âi want to sleep in my own bed tonight.â
truth is, you've practically moved into tanneyhill since you started dating rafe, but technically you still live at your parents house, only a few doors down from rafes.
âis everything alright?â rafe asks, trying to reach out for you. âwhat did i do wrong?â
you can't help it anymore, his obvious disrespect for your relationship, something you put years of work into only for him to go back to his ex girlfriend.
âhow about you ask your ex?â you question, tears streaming down your cheeks.
âmy ex? what are you talking about?â rafe asks, again trying to hold you by your shoulders, but you take a step back before his palms can land on you.
rafe: ive asked you a million times to give that ring back. you never should have taken it in the first place. it was my grandmother's and now it belongs to y/n, not you.
âi saw your texts, rafe. when can we meet? are you fucking kidding me!?â you shout the last sentence.
âbaby, wait.â he says softly, grabbing his phone. he opens up the messages, scrolling up so you can see the full context.
ex: i don't know where it isÂ
rafe: bullshit. give it back or ill call the cops
ex: fine.Â
rafe: when can we meet?
âsee, baby?â rafe places a soft hand on your shoulder. âi was just trying to get my shit back. i have no interest in my ex at all. i love you.â
âoh, rafe!â you coo out, throwing your arms around his shoulders. âim so sorry i doubted you.â
âit's okay, id also be pissed if you were texting your ex. i didn't tell you just because i wanted to keep it a surprise.â
âkeep what a surprise?â you furrow your brows together.
âwhat do you?- ohhh.â rafe finally catches on, letting out a chuckle. âi see what you're doing.â
you giggle, rising to your tiptoes to press a kiss to rafes soft lips.Â
ânow let's get back to work on that essay, yeah?â rafe says. âi can help you.â
âand what do you know about microbiology that could possibly help me?â you snicker.
rafe rolls his eyes dramatically. âfine, but i can at least be there for moral support.â
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you've been expecting it for months now, wondering when rafe will pop the question. you know he got the ring back, and while he's taken you on romantic dates and moonlit walks on the beach, you're not sure when he will actually drop to one knee.
âwhat are you thinking for your nails this week?â your girlfriend asks.
originally, you were doing all white and plain, but recently for summer you've been branching out to bright colors again.
âwhy, is there a certain color i should get?â you raise your eyebrow at her.Â
âwell i was gonna get a sparkly white, maybe we could match.â she shrugs. it's no discredit to your friend, but her acting isn't good enough to fool you, and you're sure that rafe asked her to make sure you get something appropriate and properly bridal.
you of course get simple nails that you hope will compliment a silver ring on your finger.
you look at the calendar hanging on the wall, reading through your events for the upcoming week, trying to figure out when rafe may ask the question.
you ultimately give up on trying to figure it out as you head further into the house, calling out for rafe.Â
âbaby? where are you?â you shout, surprised when you don't get a response. you head up to your bedroom, figuring he must be in the shower, but the bathroom door is wide open when you enter.
you almost miss it, so set on finding rafe, but the dress laying on the edge of the bed ends up catching your attention.
put this on and meet me outside.
you recognize rafes handwriting instantly. you set the paper to the side and look at the dress. its a soft light pink material, nearly white.
you are quick to undress and put on the flowy dress, admiring yourself in the mirror before touching up your hair and makeup next. rafe knows how you like to prepare for big events in your life.
your steps are slow, or at least you attempt to keep them slow, as you want to cherish this moment. your eyes light up with the glow of the backyard, string lights hanging from every tree, and on the edge of the sand, is rafe.
âoh.â you cover your mouth, feeling tears well up in your eyes. this has to be the moment. you run to him, arms wrapping around his shoulders as he spins you.
âbaby, i havenât even asked yet.â rafe chuckles, setting you down.
âand iâm already saying yes.â you giggle, although itâs no secret to rafe what your answer would be.
âstill-â rafe places his hands on your hips, stilling you before he drops down onto one knee, pulling a box out of his pocket. he flips open the lid to reveal the most stunning ring youâve ever seen, itâs exactly what you envisioned and somehow so much more.
âyouâve made me happier than i ever thought possible. you fixed all my broken pieces and made me whole again. thereâs no one else iâd rather spend forever with.â
rafe looks up at you, tears brimming in his eyes, overwhelmed with the emotion of the moment. âwill you marry me?â
âyes!â you squeal, falling to your knees alongside rafe and pressing your lips against his. âyes, yes. a million times yes.â
sfw tags: @winterrrnight @cameronswiftie @ladyinbl00d @ethanthequeefqueen @drewsephrry @wearemadeofstardust0
#rafe fluff#rafe cameron fluff#obx fluff#outer banks fluff#rafe fic#rafe fanfic#rafe fanfiction#rafe cameron fic#rafe cameron fanfic#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe x you#rafe x y/n#rafe x oc#rafe x reader#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron x y/n#rafe cameron x oc#rafe cameron x reader#rafe blurb#rafe drabble#rafe one shot#rafe imagine#rafe cameron blurb#rafe cameron drabble#rafe cameron one shot#rafe cameron imagine
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Ex-husband!Gojo who doesnât understand that the parents (mostly the moms who try to hide behind their giant sunglasses) at Mioâs soccer games talk, and he chooses today to pull you into his lap. Several sideways glances cast your way at how cozy you both must look as you watch your four-year-old daughter run in the wrong direction across the field because she got distracted by a butterfly.
He doesnât hear what they talk aboutâarenât they divorced? Iâve never seen anyone divorced act like thatâor (worse) when they try to be subtle about their probing into Satoruâs dating life while you stand there with a stilted smile plastered onto your face.Â
(More than likely, heâs listened to every word and doesnât give it the same amount of thought or care as you do.)
âGojo,â you hiss, trying to move off his lap to no avail. âI have my own chair.â
âCan you still call me that if itâs your name too?â
A huff. âGo bother somebody elseââ
âShh,â he tells you, tugging you further against his chest. âYouâre missing the game. Mioâs finally found her way back onto the field again.â
âBut everyoneâs staring at us.â You catch the eye of a mother tearing into a pack of fruit snacks.
âSo? Let them stare.â
Everyone starts cheering, and you both watch Mio chase the ball down the field, her little body ducking between the taller kids.Â
âThatâs my girl!â Gojo shouts over the other parents.   Â
And then Mio kicks the ball intoâÂ
The wrong goal.
âMaybe we should have let her join t-ball,â you whisper, though you both clap as your daughter starts doing not-quite cartwheels in the middle of the field.
Ex-husband!Gojo who still does work around the house every Friday, and to your dismay, shirtless now that the weather is warmer.
The plate in your hands has a few scuffs, half of a cartoon characterâs face scrubbed off to oblivion that Mio will have something to say about later. Doing everything to stop from staring out into the yard where heâs mowing the lawn because the window is right there, above the sink, to tempt you.
Itâs difficult when his chest glistens with sweat from the early-summer heat and how those stupid gray cotton shorts (that you know he picked out with the sole purpose of torturing you) sit dangerously low on his hipsâÂ
He looks towards the kitchen window, a crooked smile stretching across his lips. The blood rushing to your brain, that must be what makes you give a sudsy wave and cause heat to creep into your middle.
Ex-husband!Gojo who strolls into your room while youâre putting away laundry one afternoon, and unsurprisingly shirtless as he crowds you against the dresser. Front to back. His mouth at your ear.
That steady resolve you pride yourself in crumbles at your feet, and you swallow the tiny, helpless sound working its way up your throat. A slippery thing that slips out. âSatoruâŠâ
âYou know, these little shorts were always my favorite,â he tells you, his fingers playing with the elastic waistband.
âWere they?â
âDonât you remember? Couldnât get them out of the way fast enough.â
Your mouth is dry, something playing in a loop in the back of your brain. Early morning, breakfast cooling on the stove, crumbs stuck to your cheek, these shorts dangling off the leg propped up on the counterâ
âWhereâs Mio?â
A kiss to your nape, a knowing smile. âTaking a nap.â
Ex-husband!Gojo who works your shorts and underwear off your legs before pulling you to the edge of the bed.Â
âSatoru, weâwe canât keep doing thisââ
Your words trail off into a moan when he slaps your clit with the leaky tip of his cock, and wet sounds echo in the room.
âYeah? Go on, baby,â he tells you, slowly splitting you open, stuffing you full, two puzzle pieces slotting perfectly into place like it should be (how itâs always been). âTell me some more why we canât keep doing this.âÂ
You canât, not with how heâs filling you up in the way only he knows how. Not when he hooks two thick fingers into your mouth because youâre getting too loud, pinning you against the bed with your cheek buried into your pillow, every sound choking into nothing.
You wriggle underneath him, fingers clawing at the comforter and your back arching.
âChrist, look at you,â he growls, leaning over you, teeth bared. âFucking look at you. You needed this, didnât you?â
Ex-husband!Gojo who presses what leaks out back inside you with his thumb after he pulls out, wet and sticky circles between your legs until you fall apart again with a soft cry. His thumb is there again, at your entrance, pushing and stopping like a plug, muttering something under his breath that sounds like, âCanât waste it.âÂ
And quieter, âMaybe itâll take.â
(Who knows?
Maybe it will. Worse things have happened.)
Ex-husband!Gojo who stays for dinner for the fourth time that week, and none of the reasons have been because Mio asked if he could. Itâs more about the fact that youâve enjoyed how whole your family feels again, that you can pretend for a moment this is what you do every night.
(How it was probably always going to come back to this.)Â
That your wedding ring doesnât sit in the back of your sock drawer, and his isnât tucked away in his wallet. That you donât feel guilty when you think about saying I love you or wishing heâd stay longerâ
âDaddy, you gonna lose,â Mio tells Satoru as Mario Kart appears on the screen.
âWeâll see,â he laughs, tugging on one of her pigtails until sheâs giggling and swatting his hand away.
You lean back against the couch, watching them with a small smile you share with Satoru over your daughterâs head.
#gojo satoru smut#gojo smut#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#gojo imagine#jjk drabbles#jjk x you#jjk fic#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x you#fem!reader#.things i write
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tbh Iâm more intrigued by the idea of college-age Reader getting pregnant while unmarried still living in the manor and NO ONE has any idea who the father is (maybe she does, but sheâs withholding that for now or maybe heâs not in the picture?) and itâs the biggest freak out ever. that just seems so fucking wild and potentially hilarious to me. and nobody noticing sheâs pregnant until sheâs farther along? or them finding out randomly?? imagine:
damian: you look pregnant. what is wrong with you.
reader: i am pregnant though
the batfam: ????????!!!!!!!!!! and then she proposes that now that sheâs old enough and starting a new chapter in her life raising a baby and all she should just move out! (cue everyone disliked that meme)
Neglected!Pregnant!Reader x Yandere!Bat Family
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Part Two
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A/N: Okay, I think I'm about to become a Pregnancy!Reader writer. Which, I'm not mad about. Kind think it would be fun, but I know the trope isn't for everyone. So, if itâs not your thing, Iâm sorry.
A/N: Some of this is based off of things from my own pregnancies.
A/N: Oh, no. Frick, I wanna make this a series now. Check the bottom, cause I have a plot idea for this and I want opinions on it. I spiraled, this was supposed to be a quick blurb. I got carried away. Gonna build up to the yandere shenanigans because Iâm turning into a writer with a million WIPs.
A/N: Tagging @skay-ali because I like their The Forgotten Daughter series.
Warnings: Very minor Yandere Themes (like barely there), minor NSFW, graphic descriptions of pregnancy and medical procedures, Vomiting.
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You don't really remember that night it happened. But, it only happened once and after you swore you'd never drink again. The hangover after that night had been one of the worst of your short life.
In fact, the sticky feeling between your legs and bitter taste on your tongue had also added to your decision to swear of these college parties. Luckily, you have enough of your memory to remember that you and your partner from that night had both been willing even when wasted. Even if you couldn't remember their name. Or, their face.
It takes you a while to notice. One missed cycle wasn't anything to freak out about, and it was exam season. The stress had probably caused the nausea. It wasn't until you were heading down to breakfast one morning and smelled the burnt eggs in the kitchen that Stephanie had burnt that you realized something might be wrong.
You, of course, ignore it. It was just a fluke. Burnt eggs weren't appetizing to anyone. But, then you nearly faint walking through the perfume section after looking to restock your favorite bottle of scent.
The doctor you finally went to another week later had asked about your cycle and the last time you had been intimate with someone. That's when the reality of things started to set in. You hadn't even thought to do an at home test to check. Your doctor was kind though, saying they could just do a quick urine sample and blood test just to make sure. It might be something else.
The next few minutes felt like ages. But, when the Doctor came back to tell you the positive results you panicked. Not as in panicked as in you broke down, but you threw up a mask. You're good at doing that. You must get it from your father.
When she asks you if this is good news or bad news you can't help, but blurt that it's good. Great even. Which causes her to beam at you. Before you know it, you're being handed a complementary diaper bag with formula and tiny bottles while being given the rundown on your possible due date and future appointments. You nodded you're head along with the information, sliding the paper's into the diaper bag as she hands them to you.
But, then she turns to you with delight and tells you that the Ultra Sound tech has an opening and you're just far along enough they can do your first ultrasound. It'll only be a thirty minute wait.
After nodding along once more, you go back into the waiting room. Holding your new bag with white knuckles and falling into deep thought.
This is happening. But, how? Are you even fit to be a parent? You've hardly ever been loved. How are you going to love someone else? How are you going to do this? What will the family think? What will your few friends think? You don't even remember who their father is. This is impossible. You're not ready. You'll never be ready. That churning feeling is in your stomach again and you feel that single piece of toast you had for breakfast about to come back up.
The thirty minutes fly by with those thoughts in your head. They still swirl in your head as your go back into the ultrasound room.
It's dark, but the tech had few soft lights on in the room. Its actually kind of... cozy.
What's not cozy it the tech telling you that she's going to stick a wand up your bits so you could see the baby. Your eyes screwing shut at the cold invasive feeling.
But, when you open them, she turns the screen for you to see. It's almost amazing how fast the image appears on the screen.
And, their moving. Actually moving. You end up laughing at the sight, causing the screen to flicker and the little blob to move. When the nurse plays the heart beat you can feel yours stuttering in your chest.
Watching them bounce in there with each laugh, itâs easy for the next words to spill out of your mouth.
âOh, Iâm gonna love you.â
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Every step after that feels remarkably less lonely. Itâs not just you anymore. You have someone who youâre going to love.
You donât bother telling the Family. Bruce would just lecture you on being reckless while the otherâs would judge you for it.
Honestly, you donât care if they did. This is your baby.
Funnily enough, for a house full of detectives and highly intelligent vigilantes no one actually notices. Not even Cassandra. Itâs a bit insulting how much they donât pay attention. But, your symptoms soon make it so you donât care.
The waves of exhaustion, the way everything smells strong and certain things make you want to gag. Heartburn that burns your throat. The subtle cravings that make you cry when you canât fulfill them. Thankfully you finished your exams because you were too tired to even move from your bed most mornings due to strange nightmares.
Eventually, someone does notice. And, itâs not anyone you would expect.
Of all things you cried over on the pantry floor, it had to be salt and vinegar chips. They hadnât been what you wanted, but it was too late to go get french fries and a smoothie at this hour in Gotham. And, you stuffed them down your throat with angry tears.
It was Stephanie of all people to find you. You gave her a sharp glare when she seemed to grow wide eyed. Normally you avoid her gaze, but you were quite pissed about having chips in your mouth and not fries. As her eyes grew wider, your nose wrinkled in further annoyance at her.
Just as youâre about to tell her off, she speaks.
âDo youâ um, want something else?â
Itâs pitiful how fast your snarl turns into a pleading pout.
âYes, please. I want fries. I want Jokerized fries so badly.â You practically blubber when she gives you a pointed nod towards the car garage.
It takes you a bit to get off the floor despite the fact that your bump is hardly noticeable, but Stephanie noticed the extremely subtle curve.
âHow far?â She asks hesitantly, looking from the bump to your face.
You also hesitant for a moment, looking up at her with tears on your cheeks and a serious look in your eyes. â14 Weeks.â
Her eyebrows raise and a wiry pout appears on her face. âDamn. Youâre smaller than I was at that time, so not fair.â
The slightly surprised that information gives you almost makes you pause. But, if you had you wouldâve probably toppled back down to the pantry floor.
âExplain on the way?â You ask, still a bit nervous. The two of you had never been close since you moved into the manor less than a handful of years back.
âSure.â She grins, leading the way.
As you both walk, she whispers. âDoes Bruce know?â
âDonât know. Donât care.â
âAh.â Stephanie managed to hide the winces from you.
When you two finally make into the car, youâre already feeling better about life. Youâre about to have your fries, and possibly a shake too. You didnât expect to have any company, but surprisingly itâs nice.
Stephanie drives, and get the fries to go. Munching on them as Stephanie drives you back to the manor. Her sharing her own pregnancy experience.
"Wait, so Tim dated you when you were pregnant with another dudes kid? Babe, forget being me being small, you got game."
"Damn right I do." She says smugly, stuffing her own fries in her mouth. "So, um, do you wanna talk about what happened with you?"
And, just like that your mood shifts.
"No."
"Oh- Oh! I'm sorr-" She starts up, and you can tell she's assuming the worst.
"Don't you start, Stephanie." You interrupt with a pointed glare. "I don't want to talk about it because it's none of y'all's business."
That makes her cough on her french fry. "Wait, wait, what do you mean? Don't you want help?"
"Nah, I got it." Comes your stubborn reply, glaring out the window as you dip your fry into the cheesecake milkshake.
"... You should tell Bruce." She suggest after a moment of awkward silence.
"What? So he can ignore his grandchild, too?" Your filter is none existent with your hormones all out of wack.
"He doesn't ignore you-"
"Oh, yes the fuck he does." Your firmly state. Growing a bit heated. "Y'all all figgin do."
Stephanie is about to roll her eyes, chalking your words to you just being unreasonable. But, then the thought starts to creep upon her with each passing building when she realizes this is the first time she's actually hung out with you. Ever.
"I'm sorry." She murmurs to you. The silence falling over you both as the cars continues back to the manor.
"... I'm only forgiving you because you bought my fries..."
"Really?! That's all I had to do?"
"What? I was desperate for this- Wait! Hang on. Stop the car. Stop the car-"
"What? Why?! Are you- OH! Fuck!"
You ended up regurgitating up all the fries you had just eaten. Right into your lap.
"Oooo, that's nasty." Stephanie says, cracking the windows.
"Is it bad that I still want to eat them?" You mumble to her, eyeing the remaining fries.
"Please, please, wait till we get back or I'm gonna hurl, too."
"Fine." Comes your reply. Your eyes drifting shut for a moment. "If you tell anyone I'm gonna tell Cassandra about your crush on her."
"How did you- Frick, you are more like Bruce then I realize." Her voice going from panic to begrudging realization.
"Now, that's offenseive."
"Oh, come on. You're kids gonna have some of Bruce's DNA too."
"Eww. Eww. Don't remind me."
The banter between you both coming back with ease.
When you make it back to the manor, parting ways for the night. You feel at ease. You may have made have finally made a new friend in all this and gained a pillar of support.
As you shower and finish off your fries, you can't help but think about the apartments you had been looking at. Wondering what Stephanie will thinking of your nursery ideas.
Down in the cave, Stephanie slowly walks down the steps. Realizing this might have just gotten complicated.
"You okay, Steph?â
âYeah. Yeah, Iâm okay.â
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A/N: Soooooo, what if, and hear me out, wee add some baby daddy drama to this?
A/N: Please note, I write a Reader that DID NOT grow up with the Bat Family, which means we could have some really really juicy drama here. But, we could just keep the options limited to just close friends of the Bat family.
A/N: What do y'all think? Baby Daddy drama? One of the Bat Boys the Daddy? One of the other vigilantes? Should I do a Baby Daddy poll? I just feel like this is an opportunity.
A/N: Also, Stephanie was a teen mom in some comics from my research. Which I think adds to this and gives her a better chance of bonding with Reader until shit goes down.
#yandere batfam#yandere batfamily#batfam x reader#batfamily x reader#platonic batfam#yandere dc#yandere batfam x reader#yandere batfamily x reader#anon ask#answered asks#pregnant!reader
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CM Friends with Benefits
Hey everyone! Thank you so much to everyone who joined us. I am so happy to share everyoneâs hard work. If you have a oneshot or masterlist youâd like me to add, please send me a message - new additions are always welcome.
SFW S.R./Reader
Cuddle Buddies by @foxy-eva: (Fem) Spencer misinterprets the meaning of friends with benefits (having a friend to cuddle is, in fact, highly beneficial).
Play Dates by me: (GN) Reader learns Spencer hasnât had many dates and offers to share several Play Dates.
Astraphobia by me: (Fem) Reader and Spencer share their embarrassing fears.
The Only Exception by me: (GN) Reader is beginning to believe in love again.
NSFW S.R./Fem!Reader (18+)
Itâs Too ClichĂ© by me: Reader and Spencer are the worst at being friends with benefits.
Damaged Goods by @foxy-eva: The belief that they were both undeserving of love led Spencer and Reader into each other's arms.
Yours by @aliteralsemicolon: Spencer never thought heâd be lucky enough to find Reader.
Heavenly by @dudeitiskarev: Reader confesses that she's a virgin, and she asks Spencer to be her first.
Wildest Dreams by @ghsface: It was a one night thing.
Crawling Back to You by @incognit0slut: Reader never planned on having a fling with her brother's friend.
A Kindness You Can't Afford by @mercy-burning: It started as 'stress relief between co-workers,' but now Reader can't help herself.
Relax, I've Got You by @reidmotif: Reader isn't great at handling stress. Luckily, Spencer knows how to make her feel better.
I'm Your Fluffer by @reiderwriter: Spencer is Reader's boyfriend without the benefits.
Second Chances & Something More by @reidsrambles: Reader is stunned when her former FWB shows up at her job nearly a decade after ghosting him.
Even more fics and pairs below!
I Won't Let You Forget by @reiderwriter: Reader wakes up with no memory of begging her long-time work crush to sleep with her.
Down Bad by @samuel-de-champagne-problems: After seeing that her ex boyfriend is engaged to his ârebound girlâ, Reader finds herself missing the sex.
Safe Place by @sinfulspencer: After a hard case, Spencer takes comfort in Reader's body.Â
Casual by @waywardxrhea: Reader thought that her sexcapades with Spencer had meant more to him.
Goddess, Soft by @none-of-your-bullshit: Spencer gets jealous.
Lost Time by me: Reader and Spencer spend their mandatory leave on vacation. As "friends."
NSFW Other xReaders (18+)
Passionate Reunion by @badathumanemotions: (Emily/Fem) Reader's in town on business and takes the opportunity to reconnect.
Stepping into Desire by @badathumanemotions: (Emily/Fem) Emily decides to wear heels and a tight skirt to catch the attention of a certain co-worker.
Medicine at Midnight by @pkg4mumtown: (Hotch/GN) A night out with the team leads to either the best or worst mistake Reader could have made.
Sneaky Touch by @tjwritesfanfics: (Hotch/Fem) Hotch is only a man and maybe Reader should wait until they get home to tempt him.
After Hours by @badathumanemotions: (Emily/Fem/Spencer) The trio has an arrangement.
Down by the River by @tjwritesfanfics: (Joe Joe - RV) Reader knew they couldn't stay with him forever, but at least for one night they could pretend.
Character Pairings
Time for Talk by @vaguelyclevermatters: (Rated T, Demily) Emily was hungover after a night in Vegas but the team seems fine. She must've gotten up to something (or someone) the others didn't.
Now or Never [Ao3] by @masterwords: (unrated, Hotchgan) An exploration of Hotch's agreement with Derek during his divorce.
Untitled by @siyvaruli: (Hotchgan) Derek discusses his situation with his sisters.
Just a Booty Call by @the-queen-and-the-king: (NSFW, Hotchniss) What was Emily supposed to do when she and her boss suddenly break every rule during an investigation?
Harder to Hide [Ao3] by @vampireids: (NSFW, Spencelle) After dying in Georgia, Spencer visits Elle to tell her he finally understands.
Gold in the Summertime [Ao3] by @justjasper: (NSFW, Derek/Elle/Spencer) Instead of the Fisher King, the BAU gets their two weeks vacation, and Reid goes to Jamaica with Elle and Morgan.
Until I See You Again [Ao3] by @leahseclipse: (Moreid) Spencer and Morgan had an arrangement, but it all changes when Spencer's feelings start to grow.
What's Wrong with Being Confident? by @baubeautyandthegeek: (Blake/Strauss) JJ wonders. Spencer answers.
Only Bought this Dress So You Can Take it Off by @baubeautyandthegeek: (Elle/Ilsa) The two share a night together.
Happy reading!
P.S. If I missed your fic or you have a new one to add, feel free to send me a message. I would love to add it!
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miguel oâhara stars in⊠âTHE SWEETER THE JUICEâ o(^-^)o
ăïŸïœ„*:.ïœĄ..ïœĄ. miguel oâhara x reader .ïœĄ. .ïœĄ.:*ăïŸïœ„
SMUT
now heâs finally got you pregnant, heâs gonna do what heâs been dreaming of all these years. suck. those. tits.
same universe as this miguel.
cw; lactation kink, pregnancy, breeding kink (not really but yknow me), dry humping, titties, older nerd!miguel, theyâre finally married!
800+ words
@cheonstapes : sheâs back! again!
if miguel had to pick a part of your body he loved the most, itâd definitely be your tits.
if you think he was obsessed before â you donât wanna know what goes through his head as he watches you waddle around his house, carrying his kid, sighing every time you leak through another shirt. you had forgone a bra ever since you got pregnant, saying how uncomfortable they feel against your chest â not that he was complaining.
âfor fucks-sake, again?â
he was so used to hearing you say that, he already had a shirt on hand for you to change into. you were so grateful for your doting husband that you completely missed that nasty glint in his eyes you usually only see when heâs bending you over the bed and fucking you raw â luckily for him.
âhere, honey. lift your arms for me.â
as you do, he pulls the shirt up â the soiled fabric catching under your swollen breasts as he wiggles it off you. âah, shit â thanks, baby. but fuck, am iâm so tired of changing shirts every 10 minutes!â you might be tired, but miguel cannot get enough of it. he was already so fucking hard, practically salivating at the sight of your bare breasts still leaking down your heavy belly.
âmaybe you should just ditch the shirts all together, love â you know i hate seeing my beautiful wife uncomfortable.â miguelâs voice was a soft whisper in your ear, lips slowly tracing down the side of your jaw to your sensitive neck â kissing the skin so tenderly. his calloused hands gently massaged the taut flesh of your tits, probing and squeezing at your nipples to let out small trickles of that sweet milk.
âmigs, how many times are you gonna say that?â
âas many as it takes for you to finally listen.â
the breathy laugh you let out did little to qualm the feeling deep in his gut â he was dead serious, there was absolutely no reason for you to be in shirts all the time when you have him to take care of you whenever you needed a good milking. his hips were already sinking into to the plush of your ass that he loved oh-so-much â especially with how much fatter it got during your pregnancy.
it was almost as if he had lost control of his body, a hand landing on your waist to bend you over the counter as he mindlessly ruts into you. âdios, nena, eres tan hermosa. vas a ser la mamĂĄ mĂĄs guapa, Âżverdad? mm, my pretty, little mama.â miguel never failed to turn you on to no bounds, like, you have a walking greek god as a husband â but those fucking hormones were making it unbearable.
the force at which he was pushing against you had shifted your drenched panties to the side, leaving practically nothing between you and his drooling bulge. his fingers tightened around the fat of your hips, squeezing the flesh delicious hard as his free hand flipped you over â pushing your back against the edge of the counter. âshitâŠbeen waiting to taste these all fucking day, honey.â
mindful of your growing belly, he hiked one of your legs up on his hip â craning his neck down to suck on a pert nipple. wasting no time, and at a much better angle, he continued to grind against you â his tip catching against your engorged clit. âmâmigs, baby, fuckâŠâ the way he swirled and sucked so eagerly reminded you of when you first started dating, how determined he was to knock you up before the two of you even moved in together.
the taste was so addicting, some of your milk trickling down his body â dripping onto the ground beneath you. you knew he was about to cum, hard â his eyes had rolled back, breathing in heavy pants, hands rushing to pull down the waistband of his sweats. âgonna paint my girls in my cum, love â sĂ© una buena chica y mantenlos juntos para mĂ.â
ââcourse, baby.â you nodded breathlessly, squishing the globes of fat together as he pumped his cock dry â head thrown back as ropes upon ropes of his hot seed coated your tits, sliding into the self-made crevice. âgod, what did i do in my past life to have a wife as sexy as you, mamĂ?â his spent cock bobbed against his thigh as he trapped you against the counter â kissing you deeply as his wet hands reaching up to rub the cum into the skin of your breasts.
âmmph â yâknow, i heard cumâs good for the skin. it, uh, helps with the blood circulation in your tits â i think we should do this more often, love.â
âmigs, if you werenât, like â a whole scientist, i mightâve believed you. if you want a titjob, just say that.â
ââŠi mean, you said it â not me.â
all your home shirts were promptly locked away and never to be seen again.
-new year, new waiting for cheon to get her shit together andpost!
#cheonstapes#miguel oâhara x reader#miguel x reader#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara headcanons#miguel smut#miguel oâhara smut#cheonstapes films!đȘ·#miguel ohara x reader#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel spiderverse#miguel ohara fanfiction#miguel ohara x you#nerd miguel smut#nerd miguel
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the case of the missing pickles
poly!marauders x slytherin seer!reader who can't stop Seeing them [2.9k words]
amalgamation of various prompts:
prompt 1 from đźđ anon: I was wondering if you could do a part two of Sight's Set where one of her visions comes true? maybe the vision is of her on a date with them to Hogsmeade, but it turns out differently where she goes to Hogsmeade alone and they find her there and join her??? prompt 2 from anonymous: Can I please request marauders with a reader who are just in the beginning of their relationship and yet they know r so well like she doesn't have to even ask and she's all confused and flustered prompt 3 from đïž anon: Remus calling feisty slytherin reader 'dove' being her kryptonite
The sun was warm on your skin as the castle gates permeated your view. You were trying to hide your amused smile at the boysâ antics, though youâre sure you were unsuccessful when a gentle laugh escaped your lips.
James faltered in his steps at the sound, turning to look at you with a beaming smile.
âWell gorgeous,â Sirius teased with a salacious grin as he moved to stand in front of you. âI had a wonderful time on our date today.âÂ
Remus breathed out a chuckle as he placed your jacket that he had been carrying over your shoulders, taking a moment to squeeze your shoulder affectionately before moving to stand with James.
âDonât make any plans for next Hogsmeade weekend; weâll definitely be doing this again!â James called; Remus encouraging him forward by a hand on his waist as Sirius walked away from you backwards to continue looking you up and down.
âDonât miss us too much.â He said with a wink before turning to join the other two boys.
You woke up with a start, shooting upright in your bed as you sucked in a much needed breath. Goosebumps erupted all over your body as the feeling of being submerged in cold water began to dissipate and your nervous system realised it wasnât dying.
After nearly two decades of living with âthe giftâ of Sight, one would think your body would have a better response to it.
Alas, it still acted like you were moments away from death.
Perhaps it wasnât too far off, what with all your Sights of the Marauders overtaking your every waking (and sleeping) moment; perhaps you were dying, perhaps that would be preferable.
After taking a warm shower to bring some much needed heat back to your bones and wash away the residual nerves that your vision had caused, you decided to put it out of your mind; you would never agree to waste one of your precious Hogsmeade trips with the Marauders anyways, so there really was no point stewing over it.
You eventually made your way into the Slytherin common room to find Regulus and Barty already situated with a copy of the Daily Prophet.
âGood morning, Treasure!â Barty cheered as he stood abruptly from his spot on the sofa with Regulus. âHeading to Hogsmeade today?â
âYou know that I am, Barty.â You responded with a smirk. âI told you I needed to go to Tomes and Scrolls; the book I ordered should be in.â
âGreat!â Barty clapped his hands together. âI need to stop at Dogweed & Deathcap!â
âAbsolutely not.â
Barty paused in his excited tirade to look at you incredulously. âWhat do you mean, absolutely not!?â
âI mean you are absolutely not coming with me, Barty.â
âWhy!?â
âBarty.â You started as if you were speaking to a rather troublesome toddler. âLast time I let you come with me you had us kicked out of Zonkoâs and then spent two and half hours violently debating with the Dogweed & Deathcap shopkeep about the proper brewing times for veritaserum.âÂ
Barty stared at you bewilderedly as you held his gaze.
âYouâre really not going to let me come with you?â He asked after a painfully long silence.Â
âNo.â
Barty stomped his foot once and let out a petulant breath. âThen youâre not allowed to be my best woman at our wedding!â
Regulus looked up from the newspaper heâd been engrossed with in favour of this ridiculous conversation to look at the two of you in bemusement.
âWha-? Weâre not getting married?â Regulus stated as a question, effectively removing Bartyâs furious glare from you only to have it directed at himself.Â
âItâs just one sodding disappointment after another!â He screeched before turning and storming off towards the boysâ dormitory.Â
You and Regulus stared at the empty spot that was once Barty Crouch Junior before Regulus broke the silence by standing with a tired sigh.Â
âWell I guess I know what youâll be up to today.â You teased gently earning you a groan from the youngest Black.Â
âIf you happen to be by HoneydukesâŠâ
âYeah, yeah.â You cut him off, accepting the galleons he pulled from his pocket as he held them out to you. âIâll pick him up some sugared butterfly wings.âÂ
âThanks, Iâll need all the help I can get.â He grumbled as he made his way after his cantankerous boyfriend.Â
Even the dreary weather couldnât bring your mood down as you pocketed your galleons and accepted Bartyâs bag of sugared butterfly wings from the Honeydukes shopkeep.Â
You loved Hogsmeade, and you loved visiting with your friends, but sometimes there was nothing like enjoying a peaceful trip on your own.
Feeling quite pleased at having procured your special order from Tomes & Scrolls and successfully running Regulusâ errands, you pulled your hood up to protect yourself from the elements outside before pushing open the shop door only to collide with a heavy force on the other side.Â
âHullo, L/N!â James called as he quickly righted you.Â
This cannot be happening.Â
âYouâve got to be kidding me.â You grumbled as you stepped out of Jamesâ hold, pretending like you didnât notice the slight fall in his expression at the loss of contact.
âNope, I think youâll find Iâm really quite Sirius.â Sirius said with a wink.
âEw-â You started, turning to look at the longhaired boy in disgust. âThat was terrible. Thatâs a terrible joke.âÂ
âListen, when you get cursed with a name thatâs also an adjective, you get to make all the terrible jokes youâd like.â He responded plainly.Â
âYou get used to it.â Remus sighed; offering you a sympathetic crooked smile.
âI should think I wonât, thank you very much.â You said as you turned to walk away, only to feel a gentle hand grasp your elbow.
âWhoa whoa, whereâre you off too in such a hurry?â James asked teasingly.Â
âThe castle?â You responded quickly, immediately berating yourself for deigning to explain yourself to the likes of the Marauders.Â
âBefore lunch?â Remus asked then. âItâs not a trip to Hogsmeade without a stop at the Three Broomsticks.âÂ
âIâm not hungry.â You proclaimed with finality only for your stomach to traitorously contradict you by groaning rather loudly at the thought of one of your beloved tuna melts from the restaurant.
âLiar.â Sirius smirked smugly. âTo the Three Broomsticks!â
Before you had a chance to protest, Remus and Sirius were walking ahead as James threw his arm over your shoulders and guided you after them.
âGet your hands off of me, Potter.â You spat.
âSorry sweetheart, I wish I could, but then Iâd have no way of ensuring that you wouldnât just take off.â He apologised, not sounding very apologetic at all.Â
You thought of your Sight from this morning but decided you were relatively safe; they had called it a date - this was decidedly a hostage situation. Besides, the weather had been really rather lovely in your Sight; todayâs weather was quite the opposite.
It was fine.
This wasnât a date.
You were fine.
Just fine.Â
Except you had no sooner entered the Three Broomsticks before Sirius was pulling out a chair for you as James rather forcefully sat you in it; Remus quickly sitting and blocking your means of escape on your other side.
âIâll go order!â James called quickly before nearly skipping towards the bar to do just that.
Sirius sat across from you looking all sorts of chuffed at his current predicament, smiling knowingly between Remus and yourself. âSo,â he started. âAny more visions of your wonderful future with us?â
âBite me.â You spat immediately, hoping to all the gods that no one noticed the heat emanating from your cheeks at the question.Â
âIâll take that as a yes.â He smirked.
âBe nice to her.â Remus chided softly. âShe already doesnât want to be here.â
Thatâs right, you thought petulantly before quickly scolding yourself for agreeing with a Marauder.Â
Entirely too soon in your opinion did James return, happily sitting beside Sirius and looking around the table. âSo! Whatâd I miss?â
âY/N wants me to bite her.â Sirius responded quickly. âOkay!â James agreed readily. âNow?â
âOh my gods Iâm going to avada myself.â You muttered as you pressed your fingers into your temples.
âOh come now, not before lunch.â Remus chuckled, rubbing conciliatory circles onto your back.
You couldnât believe how tactile these boys seemed to be; they almost always had their hands on each other in some way. Sirius currently had a hand on Jamesâ thigh who had his arm thrown casually over the other boyâs shoulder. You were almost certain that James had extended his legs under the table and was currently playing some form of footsie with Remus, who, in turn, had his hand on your back.Â
And then you thought of the ease that James had thrown his arm over your own shoulder on your way here as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
âWhatâre you thinking so hard about?â Sirius asked, pressing a finger to the divot that was growing between your brows before you hastily swatted his hand away from you.
âJust wondering what I ever did in another life to deserve this.âÂ
âMustâve been an angel in another life to deserve us.â He responded haughtily.
âSheâs an angel in this life too.â James added; beaming smile making you feel as though you needed to squint your eyes lest you look directly at it.Â
The barkeep saved you from having to think of a response by placing food in front of each of you.
Your beloved tuna melt that you had been dreaming of earlier sat on a plate before you, confusing you as to how James seemed to know your order.
But perhaps he hadnât; perhaps the barkeep recognised you and knew what you usually ordered.Â
You pulled open the sandwich and were hit by another curiosity.
âThereâs no pickles?â You asked aloud, causing the three boys to look at you in bemusement.Â
âDid you want pickles?â James asked you slowly; his fork hovering over his plate as he delayed the first bite of his own meal on your account.Â
âWellâŠno, but it usually comes with pickles.â You explained dumbly.Â
âYes but you always pick them off, so I asked for no pickles.â He explained simply before finally taking his long awaited bite.Â
âHow did you know that?â You demanded rather harshly then.Â
âKnow what? Your order?â Sirius asked on Jamesâ behalf.
âYes. And the pickles.â
âBecause we pay attention?â Remus offered then; you could see him scrutinising you from the corner of your eye.
âDo you want me to go ask for pickles so that you can pick them off?â James teased then, an ill-suppressed amused grin threatening to overtake his face.Â
âNo, I want you to stop that.â
âStop what?â Sirius asked with a smirk. âKnowing things about you?â
âYes, that. Stop that.â You ordered.
âYouâd have to obliviate me.â James taunted, leaning on his elbow and resting his chin on his fist as he considered you.Â
âBetter make sure to get the incantation right, gorgeous.â Sirius added. âOtherwise youâll be responsible for his care when you ultimately put him into a vegetative state.â
You huffed petulantly before opting to take a bite from your sandwich in favour of continuing with your current conversation.Â
âIâm sorry, but I have to ask-â Remus started with an amused grin on his face. âIf you donât like pickles, why donât you just ask for no pickles?â
You let out a conceding sigh as you swallowed your bite. âI donât want to be a botherâŠitâs just as easy to pick them off myself.â
You felt shame prickle at the back of your neck when your answer was met with silence before Sirius let out a bark of laughter.Â
âOh my Godric,â He exclaimed excitedly. âYou are a big softy.âÂ
Against your better judgement you kicked your foot out at the long haired Marauder, horrified when James yelped before reaching under the table to rub his hand over his shin.Â
âFucking hells, sorry Potter.â You grumbled as you tried to curl in on yourself, watching as Remus cooed at the bespectacled boy and Sirius laughed at him.Â
âOh, no worries angel.â James offered you tightly, voice coloured with pain as he forced a smile at you. âMerlin, you've got quite the leg on you.â
âFuck yeah she does.â Sirius agreed salaciously, earning him a fiery glare from you as you considered re-aiming your foot.Â
âEasy there, dove. Play nice, yeah?â Remus murmured then, causing a shiver to rush down your spine as you turned to look at him with your mouth parted slightly.
You were absolutely horrified at the very visible reaction you had to the scarred boyâs endearment - and you knew it was a very visible reaction because Remus had a very visible reaction to it.Â
âYouâre alright, dove.â He murmured again, this time with a knowing smirk before turning back to his own sandwich and pretending like he hadnât just completely rocked your world with one simple word.Â
You looked over to see Sirius pick off of Jamesâ plate as you waited for James to use his fork as a weapon for the egregious crime of stealing food, only to see James quickly load up a fork-full and hold it out for Sirius to try.Â
âFuck, I should have ordered that instead.â Sirius admitted as he swallowed the bite.
âWanna switch?â James offered quickly, already lifting his plate to give Sirius room to slide his over should he want.Â
âIâm not taking your meal, bubs.â Sirius responded with a smile as a faint blush dusted the tops of his cheeks.Â
âYouâre not taking, Iâm offering.â James insisted, moving Siriusâ plate in front of him before placing his own plate in front of Sirius when it became obvious the other boy wasnât going to help.Â
âThank you.â Sirius admitted rather shyly for the notoriously boisterous boy before he pecked a kiss to Jamesâ cheek.
You looked over to Remus in bemusement only to see him looking lovingly over at his boyfriends.Â
âDid you wanna switch, too?â Remus asked then, alerting you to the fact that he was quite aware that you had been staring at him.
âAbsolutely not; you stay away from my tuna melt.â You spat before taking another bite.
You found yourself quite glad that the boys simply laughed before moving on to other topics of conversation, watching curiously as they talked and joked the afternoon away.
By the time the four of you were making your way back towards the castle the sky had cleared, leaving the spring air fresh and fragrant in the warm sun.
You felt a gentle tug and turned to watch Remus pull your jacket out of your arms before folding it over his own arm to carry it for you.
Shit.Â
âMoons! What do muggles call the game âleaping toadstoolsâ?â Sirius called suddenly from where he and James had run ahead.
Remus breathed out a chuckle as he smiled at them. âLeapfrog.â He called back with an audible eyeroll you were sure was mostly for show.
âRem, I bet five galleons that me and Pads can leapfrog the whole way back to the castle.â James shouted.
âIâm not betting.â
James let out a horrified scoff. âWhy not!?â
âBecause I know that you likely can even though you probably shouldnât.â He responded simply.
âDonât rain on our parade, Moony.â Sirius said dismissively, waving Remus off like he was the definition of anti-fun.Â
And to your absolute horror, you found yourself rather entertained as you watched them line up to play leapfrog; the only interruption of the game on your walk being to pet the odd cat, point at a patch of honking daffodils, and to run back and steal kisses from Remus (glaring at them when they threatened to do the same with you).Â
The sun was warm on your skin as the castle gates permeated your view. You were trying to hide your amused smile at the boysâ antics, though youâre sure you were unsuccessful when a gentle laugh escaped your lips.
James faltered in his steps at the sound, turning to look at you with a beaming smile.
âWell gorgeous,â Sirius teased with a salacious grin as he moved to stand in front of you. âI had a wonderful time on our date today.âÂ
Remus breathed out a chuckle as he placed your jacket that he had been carrying over your shoulders, taking a moment to squeeze your shoulder affectionately before moving to stand with James.
âDonât make any plans for next Hogsmeade weekend; weâll definitely be doing this again!â James called; Remus encouraging him forward by a hand on his waist as Sirius walked away from you backwards to continue looking you up and down.
âDonât miss us too much.â He said with a wink before turning to join the other two boys.
And though you would sooner die than admit this to anyone, after this rather lovely afternoon and with the amount of time the Marauders have spent leapfrogging through your mind, you didnât think you could miss them too much, even if you wanted to.
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Kinktober Day 1 (Praise Kink)
Character: Sebastian (Stardew Valley)
Reader: Fem Reader!
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Praise kink, smut, pet names, unprotected sex, harsh language, mentions of alcohol, mentions of cigarettes,
Wc: 4,795
A/n: AAAAAH Finally I can start posting these! anyways I really hope you enjoy this story! I tried my best to label all the warnings, so I apologize if I missed any! Anyways! I fucking love Sebastian in Stardew he was the first one I ever married in game!
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"If you keep glaring like that, you'll get wrinkles." You scoffed, bringing your drink to your lips as you glanced at your friend Leah, who happily munched on a salad, giving you a playful grin as she pointed her fork in the direction your eyes had been staring daggers at just seconds ago. At the other end of the Stardrop Saloon stood your recent ex-boyfriend Sam and his usual gang, except this time there was someone new with them. Your eyes took in the sight of your ex's arm tightly wrapped around Penny's shoulders as he went and kissed the top of her head, causing your heart to ache as you slightly cringe at the sight. "He's such a dick, right?" Leah questioned, tilting her head towards Gus, who silently cleaned one of his glasses. Gus opened his eyes, glancing from the two girls over to the group of young adults whose laughs echoed throughout his salon.
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"Would you like another drink, Y/n? on the house?" He questioned, getting ready to give the farmer another cup. You took one last look at the new couple before letting out a deep sigh while pinching the bridge of your nose, feeling a slight headache approaching. "No, I think I should start heading back home. I have to wake up early to help Pierre with some new sales ideas he has." The two let out small sympathetic 'ahs' at your words while giving nods of understanding. You carefully rummage through your jeans, pulling out what you owe and slapping it on the counter as you wave goodbye to everyone who acknowledged your exit. You carefully swing the door open, closing your eyes as the night breeze hits your slightly flushed cheeks, letting out a contempt sigh as you lean against the Saloon, staring up into the night sky.Â
'Come on Y/n it's been like two months now, get over it.' You thought, annoyed with your feelings. 'Maybe I should try dating again? I am pretty busy, though, with Winter coming in just a few months.' Letting out another deep sigh, you kick yourself off the wall, shoving your hands in your jeans pockets as you turn to return to the farm. Before you could even take the first step back, the doors to the Saloon opened as a familiar figure stepped out in front of you, causing you to stop all movement. "Oh, you're still here, Y/n?" Sebastian questioned, a cigarette between his lips as he looked down at you, slightly surprised to see your form next to him. You took a small step back as your body shifted, showing discomfort at the man's sudden appearance. Sebastian didn't say anything as he eyed you silently while lighting his cigarette.Â
"UhâŠhey, yeah, I was just about to head back." You mumbled, unable to make eye contact with your ex's best friend. Sebastian hummed his eyes, boring holes into your unaware figure as he let out a puff of smoke while carefully leaning against the Saloon. "Is that right? You want to keep me company for a bit?" His words catch you by surprise as you look up at his mouth, slightly open in awe. Sebastian gives you a barely noticeable smirk, amused with your reaction, as he raises a brow, tilting his head down to get a better look at you. "What? Just cause you and Sam are no longer together doesn't mean I have to stop talking to you, does it?" He scoffed, eyes narrowing as he clicked his tongue. You grew nervous with that as you quickly waved your hands out while stuttering over your words as you tried to devise excuses.Â
"T-that's not! I- well, it's just you guys are so close andâŠumâŠI⊠I'm sorry." You admit defeat as you bend over from guilt. Sebastian just let out a small chuckle while ruffling your head as he let out another cloud of smoke. "Good to see you haven't changed since we last talked." He mumbled while motioning for you to join him against the wall. After a moment of hesitation, you decide to entertain your old friend, having not talked to anyone besides Leah since the breakup. "You're rightâŠI haven't changed at all." You admitted while looking down at the ground, tapping your feet together. Sebastian's eyes narrow as he takes in your pitiful form, his chest tightening with disgust as he recalls how you used to smile whenever he saw you with Sam. An awkward silence falls between you, neither knowing what to say to the other after having not spoken in two months.Â
"Did you see Sam and Penny?" Finally, Sebastian addresses the two people filling your vision the entire night. He doesn't take your eyes off your form, watching you stiffen at the mention of his best friend and new girlfriend. He hesitates momentarily, debating whether he should hit you with the harsh reality of their situation or leave you to your deluded thoughts. "... They're dating now." He finally starts watching as your body trembles, causing his jaw to clench as he feels a bit of rage cloud his vision, not liking the effect his best friend still had on you. Sebastian bites his lip before going to continue with his words. "They've been dating since-!" His words cut off, eyes widening in shock as he feels your petite, but rough hands press against his mouth as you stand on your tiptoes, your body trembling.Â
"Please⊠don't continue, I u-understand." Your voice sounded so pathetic and broken to the programmer as he listened to the minor hiccups that left your lips. "Hey, are you crying?" He mumbles carefully, going and caressing your cheek, feeling like his heart was stabbed with a pickaxe when he handles your damp skin under his fingers. Sebastian had only ever seen you cry once during the after-party of one of their band's gigs. Everyone was out cold from partying too hard, but Sebastian had woken up to use the bathroom, his head swirling from the alcohol as he staggered towards the bathroom. When he reaches out to grab the doorknob, he is shocked to see it swing open, his sleepy and intoxicated eyes locking with your surprised, tear-filled ones. "...Sam broke up with me." After staring at each other for an eternity, you whispered to Sebastian.Â
Scowling at the memory, Sebastian cups both sides of your face, carefully rubbing his thumbs in circles across the bags under your eyes, most likely due to the lack of sleep you have suffered since the breakup. "HeyâŠhey shhh. Don't cry, Y/n, oh come on, princess, look at me." He cooed, his face inches from yours as he made eye contact with you. "Oh Y/n, you poor thingâŠgeez, why didn't you come to me if you were suffering so much?" You couldn't say anything to the man before you as you cried, feeling your throat ache with each pathetic sob. You look up at Sebastian, his eyes no longer holding that annoyed and lazy look this time; they're much softer and filled with love and compassion as he gives you a small smile. "I-I'm sorry, Sebastian, I don't mean to," He cuts you off, pulling you into a tight embrace as he carefully rubs circles along your back.Â
"Shhh, don't apologize, Y/n." He whispered, nuzzling his chin against the top of your head as he took in your scent, his heart racing as he gave your body a small squeeze of reassurance. "Just cry it out for me, okay?" He asked, a small smile ghosting his lips as he felt your body starting to relax. "There we go, that's a good girl." As the words left his lips, you heard the door to the Saloon open, causing whoever just left to hear everything. You go to pull away from Sebastian's comforting embrace, not wanting to have people get the wrong idea. However, his grip suddenly tightens as he rests a hand on your head, pressing your face further into his chest. "Y/n? Sebastian?" Your eyes widened at the familiar voice, your body stiffening as your heartbeat against your ribs. Sebastian rubs circles on your lower back once again as he lets out a lazy hum while looking over at his best friend and Penny standing just inches away from the two of you.Â
"Oh heyâŠyou two going home for the night?" He asked with a bored tone, utterly different from the gentle, caring one he had with you moments ago. Your mind starts to wander off as you think back to his words from earlier, finally processing. 'Princess? Good girl?' You thought your cheeks were quickly heating up as steam practically danced from your head, heart pounding as embarrassment overcame you. 'W-what the hell was with that?! A-and this current situationâŠoh no, Sam's going to get the wrong idea-!' Your rapid thoughts are put to a dead halt as you feel Sebastian's hand suddenly slide down to your ass, his palm gently rubbing circles along the squishy flesh before giving it a slight squeeze causing you to jump as you hid deeper into his chest. "Y/n? Are you okay?" You heard Sam question with that sickening sweet tone he would use when you used to date, indicating he was worried for you.Â
"She's fine, just had a bit too much to drink tonight, right, Y/n?" You felt Sebastian dip his head close to your ear, his warm breath hitting your already flushed skin as he quietly whispered his following words. "Right, sweet girl? Be a good girl for me, and nod your head so he can beat it." He growled the last part as his grip on your ass tightened, causing a small whimper to leave your lips while the man chuckled. You do as told while slightly peaking past Sebastian's arms, your eyes still teary from your minor breakdown moments ago. "Y-yeah, Sebastian's right." This earned you a small reward as you felt his thumb carefully rub circles along your hip. You said nothing after that, internally praying for the two to leave so you could hurry up and return to the farm. Your thoughts soon drifted as you inhaled the smell of Sebastian's hoodie; he smelled of cigarettes and motor oil, hinting that he must have been working on his bike at some point today. You felt your mind get fuzzy as you nuzzled closer to him, causing the man to stiffen as his arms squeezed around you, resting his chin on your head again.Â
Sam stood there momentarily before nodding, a nervous smile crossed his face. "Ah, I see! I was just about to walk Penny home. Do you want me to take Y/n back to the farm for you?" Sam asked, his eyes only leaving your form to glance at his best friend for a second. "Nah, I'm going to take her back home. You worry about getting your girl home." Sebastian laughed, though you felt his annoyance as he tapped a finger against your skin. Sam hesitated momentarily before complying when he felt Penny tug on his sleeve. With a slight frown, Sam nods his head while giving you both one last look. "RightâŠget home safe then." The two walked off, leaving you and Sebastian alone outside the Saloon. You listened as he let out a deep sigh, his entire body seeming to relax as he carefully rubbed his hand up and down your back while letting out a small laugh. "Finally, I thought he'd never leave." he joked, arms still holding you close. You felt yourself growing hot as you carefully tried to pull away.Â
"U-um, Sebastian, I should get home now." You whispered, avoiding looking up at him. Sebastian hummed, tilting his head to look down at you, his eyes narrowing as a lazy smirk tugged at his lips. "Oh, that's right, I have to get my good girl home~" He cooed, causing your eyes to widen as you looked up at him in shock, your mouth open to shout who knows what at him. Still, he was ready for this as he went and pressed his lips to yours, one hand carefully capturing your chin between his thumb and index finger as he tilted your head up to deepen the kiss. At first, your body is stiff from shock, your mind trying to process how all this was happening as your wide eyes stared straight into Sebastian's narrowed eyes. He smirked against the kiss as he pressed your body closer, his free hand trailing up and down your side, causing your body to relax as you slowly gave in to the feeling.Â
The two of you slowly pull away from the kiss, a small string of saliva still attaching your lips as he presses his forehead against yours, his hand carefully caressing your cheek. "Are you lonely, baby?" He whispers, brushing his lips against yours, his eyes filled with desire as he slides his thumb down your lower lip, watching the plump skin tug with his digit, causing him to lick his lips. "Do you want me to take care of you, sweet girl? I can fix that lonely feeling, Y/n." His words cause you to shiver as a small whimper leaves your lips, tears filling your eyes as you feel your chest swell with joy at his praise, your ears wanting to hear more of it. "Come on babyâŠtell me what you want like a good girl." He kisses along your jaw as his hands ravish over your squirming body, eagerly awaiting your response. You bite your lip as you try to think of the consequences if you take the man in front of you home. You look up at him with a slight pout on your lips as he gives you a lazy smirk; however, his eyes hold nothing, but admiration mixed with lust as he stops, his hands gripping your hips with one last squeeze. "What's wrong, princess?" He whispered, feeling your hands grip at his hoodie.Â
"Sebastian IâŠI want you to take me home."Â
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As soon as the door to your house shut, Sebastian was all over you. His hands roamed around your body as he slid them up your shirt, kneading at your encaged breasts as he breathed a deep sigh into your ear. "S-sebastian, wait! We just walked in!" You cried, trying to push him away but failing as he went and pressed your front against the wooden floor, grinding against your ass as he leaned over you, licking the shell of your ear. "I'm sorry, princess, but I can't wait anymore. You're just too fucking cute." He growled, his hands making quick work of your shirt as he unclipped your bra, watching your breasts bounce with each grind of his hips. "So, fucking perfect princess." He whispers, going to pinch at your hardened nipples, earning a slight squeal out of you as your hips move back against his, causing him to bite his lip at the sudden friction.Â
"Fuck do you like that Y/n? Does my sweet baby girl have sensitive nipples? Do you like me playing with them between my fingers like this?" He laughs as he gives a rough pinch to them, causing your back to arch as a low moan escapes your lips. "Y/n, do you want to know a secret?" He whispers while flipping you onto your back, making sure to grab each of your legs as he wraps them around his waist, pressing the bulge in his pants against your clothed pussy, a slight blush on his cheeks as he looks down at you with a lustful gaze. "I've always wanted you. From the moment you moved here, I wanted to make you such a good girl who I could spoil." He admitted while sinking to leave kisses from your neck towards your chest as he carefully started sucking on one breast, an intense shiver running through his body as he listened to your moans, feeling you squirm underneath him.Â
"Sam didn't deserve to have you princess." He moans his teeth, lightly biting the sensitive bud, causing you to let out a small cry, bucking your hips up to meet his own, causing him to chuckle as he pulls away from your breast with a small pop before sitting up straight. "Such a good girl~" He purrs while slowly pulling down your jeans, his lips trailing kisses down your thigh to your ankle as he lets out a small gasp, his eyes locking with the wet spot soaking through your panties, just begging for him to lick it all up. "Such a good girl, Y/nâŠ" He whispers while sinking his head between your thighs, pressing a small kiss against the slick-coated fabric, causing your pussy to twitch as you watch him with hooded eyes, small pants of anticipation leaving your lips. "How long has it been, princess?" He whispers before dragging his tongue up and down the fabric slowly and tormentingly. "When was the last time someone made this pretty pussy of yours feel so good?" he growled while tearing the material out of the way, his tongue invading every inch of your dripping hole.Â
Your eyes shoot open as you slap a hand over your mouth, a deep groan leaving your lips at the sudden pleasure jolting throughout your body as your muscles tense up. "F-fuuuuuuck." You cry, a hand reaching out to grab at his dark locks. He grabs your wrist, stopping your movement with a slight chuckle as he pulls away from your pussy. Your juices make his mouth messy as he slowly licks his lips, shaking his head. "Uh uh~ answer my question, princessâŠwhen was the last time a guy was inside you?" He leans over your body, lips inches from yours, slowly slips a finger past your folds, rubbing teasing circles around your clenching hole. You whine from the act while wiggling your hips, wanting to feel the digit deep inside you. "Come on, baby~ Just answer my question, and I'll reward you like the good girl you are." He teased, eyes clouded with lust as he tugged at his pants with his free hand, letting out a small groan from being so pent up.Â
You look at him with a slight pout as he bites his lip, almost reaching his breaking point from how adorable you looked underneath him. "S-since Sam and I datedâŠI haven't fucked anyone else, so pleaseâŠmmhâŠplease make me feel good, Sebby~" You made sure to drag out the little nickname hoping it would give you some reaction, and boy, were you right. Sebastian clenched his teeth together, eyes narrowing as they clouded with pure desire as he licked his lips. "Since Sam, huh?" He asks a hum towards the end. Your eyes widen as your mouth forms an o when you feel his rough and lengthy finger sink deep inside you, causing your back to arch as you grip his biceps, watching his eyes travel down to his hand. "Then my poor baby hasn't been satisfied in so longâŠ" he whispers before sliding another finger inside your needy hole, watching as his fingers go in and out each time, coated in a new layer of your beautiful juices. Â
"You're doing such a good job baby, oh such a good fucking job." he moans, watching as your body squirmed underneath him while feeling you needily clenching around his fingers, causing his cock to twitch in his pants as he growls, biting into the crook of your neck. "Princess, look at me, sweetheart." He breathes while carefully adjusting your gaze onto him. "Did you know he used to brag about you all the time?" He confessed, eyes locking with your clouded ones as he slowly freed himself from his pants, a slight hiss leaving his lips as his cock sprang against his chest. "He used to tell me all the time how sexy you wereâŠ" You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as you hear the man fingering you talk about how your ex used to praise you to others, finding yourself disgusting for getting aroused.
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"He was right but failed to mention how cute you are. Such a cute and obedient pussy~" He sang, a cocky smile on his face as he watched your body shiver underneath him, watching your eyes tear up as your pussy clenched around his fingers, indicating that you had found your release. Sebastian whispers sweetly into your ear as he slows down his fingers, still pumping them through your orgasm. "That's it, princessâŠsuch a good girl for me~" he praised while placing kisses all over your cheek as you frowned, trying to get the words to leave your mouth between heavy breaths. "I-i'm not⊠I'm disgusting." You whimpered, allowing your inner thoughts to come out. Sebastian frowned at this as he went and pulled your legs over his shoulders, causing you to squeak as he removed your limp body closer to him. "W-what are you doing?" You cried, still trying to come down from your orgasm as you pushed at his abdomen.Â
Sebastian says nothing as he slowly slides his tip along your wet folds, watching the juices mix with his precum. "He's tried to ruin youâŠ" he mumbles while positioning himself against your throbbing hole, his eyes slowly locking with yours as he grits his teeth. "Be a good girl for me, okay princess? You'll be my pretty little slut and take it all, right?" He smiles at his words while capturing your lips in a deep passionate kiss before sliding his cock into your tight hole, causing you to whimper and whine at the sudden intrusion, a few tears escaping from your eyes. Sebastian groans, his rough hands sliding up and down your hips reassuringly before pulling away his brows knit together as he kisses the corner of your lips. "So good, Y/nâŠsuch a good girl for me, princess." He mumbled, slowly moving his hips as he watched each pleasurable expression cross your face at the feeling of him inside you.Â
"S-sebbyyyy," You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck while needily placing sloppy kisses along his neck, causing him to laugh in adoration, loving how cute you were being for him. "What is it, princess? What does my sweet girl want me to do?" He happily lends you his ear, so happy to hear you moaning out his name like you did so many times in his fantasies when he sat at home jerking himself off in the basement. You look up at him, lips swollen from him kissing you so aggressively, cheeks flushed as a bit of drool slipped from the corner of your mouth. "Please move! I wanna feel good!" You whined desperately, causing a soft and caring smile to appear on his face. "As you wish, princess." He whispered before pulling away from you, legs still tossed over his shoulders as his grip on your hips tightened.Â
You gasped and moaned as his thrusts became more aggressive, the feeling of his cock rubbing against your squishy walls filling your mind as you tossed your head back, your loud and pitiful moans echoing throughout the quiet and dark house. Sebastian looks down at you, a slight blush on his cheeks, his breathing heavy as he watches your fucked out expression, his cock twitching inside you as he brings one of his hands to your chest, giving a squeeze as he desperately tries to thrust as deep as he could inside you. "Smile for me, baby~ ah, come on smile! Fuck show me that pretty smile, baby~" He whined, watching as you brought your head to face him, your expression causing him to swallow back a loud moan as he felt himself about to cum at just the sight. You looked up at him; the moonlight barely lit the area, showing your eyes shining from the tears of pleasure that had dampened your soft skin. Your cheeks were so flushed as drool slid down your chin when your lips tugged up into a fucked-out smile as you reached your arms up to cup his face.Â
Sebastian looked down at you with wide eyes, his mouth open in awe as he felt his chest swell with nothing but love for the farm girl. "Sebby~ Am I a good girl? I did as told please tell me I'm a good girl!" You whined, feeling his cock hit that one spot you needed as you reached your second orgasm causing your tongue to stick out at him, his eyes turning feral. "Fuck princessâŠyeah, you're such a good fucking girl, alright baby." He suddenly pulls out, causing you to let out a needy whine, having not had enough of his cock inside you just yet. "Whose dick do you like more princess? Mine or Sam's?" He suddenly questions before slamming his entire length back inside your sensitive pussy, ignoring that you had just released for the second time that night.Â
"It's mine right princess?" He growls, watching your tits bounce up and down at his faster pace. You can't say anything too fucked out by the intense pleasure you were receiving. Sebastian grunts and groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he feels his cock wanting to paint your walls so pretty with his cum. "Come on baby say my dick is better. Come on, say it! Say it, oh god, say it with those pretty lips of yours, Y/n~" He whines, sticking his tongue out as he captures your lips in another sloppy kiss, listening to your lewd juices echoing throughout the house, his mind going crazy. He pulls away from the kiss, watching the strings of saliva fall back onto you, his heartbeat pumping through his ears as he pried your mouth open with two fingers.Â
 "Say it for me, princess, and I'll give you such a good reward~ Just say it, baby. Come on, be my good, naughty girl~" He whined, desperate for you to say the words that would show him you no longer belonged to his best friend and that you were now finally his perfect girl who would do anything to be praised by him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you start feeling the knot in your stomach for the third time that night. The words barely leave your lips above a whisper, but he can still hear it. "Y-Your dick, Sebbyyyy! Mm, I like your dick more, Sebastian!" A deep growl leaves his throat as he presses his hips right against yours feeling himself ejaculating into your messy pussy, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he feels your walls clenching around him. You lay there too fucked out of your mind as you felt his cum filling your insides, a happy smile crossing your face as you watched Sebastian unconsciously try to push any cum that leaked out back inside when he pulled out.Â
"That's my good girl~ so perfect for me~" He muttered while picking you up bridal style, leaving kisses along your face as he took you to your bed, carefully laying you down as he brushed a few strands of hair from your face. You hummed, tired eyes looking up at him as you leaned into his touch. "I'll grab you some water," he mumbled, giving you another kiss before heading towards the kitchen. As he patiently waited for the glass to fill, he noticed his phone going off, causing him to flip it open and look at the name of the person trying to call him.Â
Sam
"Yeah?" Sebastian muttered, holding the phone up to his ear as he stopped the running water, making sure to have a tight grip on the cup, not wanting to break it. "Hey, I was calling to see if you made it home yet! I know you said you were taking Y/n home earlier. Did she get back safe?" Sam's voice laughed from the other end, instantly asking questions. Sebastian enters the room, stopping when he sees your sleeping face pressed against the pillow. He smiles quietly, walking over to you and placing the cup on your nightstand. "Yeah, we returned to her place a while ago." He admitted waiting to see if his best friend caught the fact he said 'we' instead of just you. Sam hesitates for a second, causing a slight smirk on Sebastian's lips as he awaits the blond's following words.Â
"Are you still at her place then?'Â
Sebastian just hummed as he sat on the edge of your bed, carefully playing with a strand of your hair as he looked down at you, eyes filled with love.Â
"Of course, I'd still be at her house. After all, she's my girl now~."
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