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euphoric-rennie · 2 years

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✿ 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙵𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝 _ eren yeager x black!reader

contains: modern au, dom!eren, college reader, black reader, drug use (weed), overstimulation, pet names, step-brother armin, best friend’s brother, enemies to lovers, eren teasing y/n, oral fem-receiving, fingering, creampie, raw vaginal penetration, swearing wc: 4.4k

MDNI | 18+

a/n: i previously wrote on wattpad so this is my first fic posted on tumblr. let me know if I missed any tags for the cw and allat :)

you quickly glanced at the time on your radio before you turned down your street. you had just finished your third year of college, along with your step brother armin, so you were both coming home today for the summer. as you got closer to your house, you noticed armin’s car pulled into the driveway.

you were wondering how the hell he got home first, considering armin goes to stanford and had to take a flight back home. due to your excitement, you pushed past the thought and made you way into the house through the garage leaving all of your bags for armin to grab later. your mom married armin’s father when you two were 3 years old. that being said, armin has been apart of your life as long as you could form memories and has alway been no different than any blood relative to you. the two of you have always been close and armin always made sure to include you when around his friends.

"i’m home!" you shouted as you entered the kitchen from the garage. the countertops were filled with foil trays full of your and armin’s favorite foods. you sat your phone and keys on the counter, as you heard your mother's familiar voice getting closer to the kitchen.

"y/n! oh, hi baby," your mother exclaimed as she quickly approached you, pulling you into her for an embrace and planting a kiss on your cheek. "oh, i missed you so so much!"

“i missed you too mom," you exclaimed. you pulled away from her, turning to face all of the food. "did you make all of this for us?"

she responded with a warm hum. “i figured you guys missed having homemade cooking," she was right. you couldn't cook to save your life, so you pretty much lived off of ramen and takeout.

right when you were about to thank her, you heard someone clear their throat. you looked over to see armin’s figure standing in the doorway. you giggled with excitement after taking note of his welcoming smile and ran into his now open arms.

"how long have you been here? you usually come home later than i do?" you asked, pulling away from the hug.

"oh uh... i came in last night," armin smiled. you raised your eyebrow at him before you heard the tv on in the living room.

"wait, is dad here?" you asked excitedly as you rushed into the living room.

you were more than surprised to see not your step-father lounging on the couch, but eren yaeger. eren has been armin’s best friend since you guys were in kindergarten. you never really cared much for eren. it was really always armin and eren, but armin being a few months older than you, that made you the designated annoying little sister that was always there. eren used to pick on you a lot when you were kids, but you had to learn to defend yourself against his teasing since all armin would do is whine, cry and yell for him to leave you alone. although it simmered down as you guys got older, so now you two pretty much tolerate each other, to say the least.

"ugh, why is eren here?" you groaned, turning to both armin and your mother. “where’s dad?”

"well..." your mom started. you knew exactly where she was going.

"no...why?!" you basically screamed.

"i know sweetheart, he just left last night," she said. "but this trip is just to colorado! so he'll be back in a couple of days."

you turned to step toward armin, noticing his nervous expression. "so that's why you came early?"

"what?y/n no, i had no idea!" armin while waving his hands in front of him. "i just came last night because the ticket was cheaper!"

"you know it was quiet before you got here."

you paused in front of armin to process what you just had heard. you pushed past him and walked over to eren, standing directly in front of him blocking the tv. eren was now staring directly at you, while manspreading, his bright teal eyes piercing into you in a low gaze. you took note of his appearance. he grew his hair out enough to the point he was able to pull it back into a messy bun, with a few stray hairs dangling in front of his face. a drawstring hoodie, black jeans, and mocha air jordans. along with a silver chain and a silver stud in his ear to match.

"excuse me, you're literally in my house?" you questioned turning yout face up at him. "don’t you have your own house to attend to? why are you here?!" eren didn't respond, instead he just put his hands up in defense. you groaned loudly before plopping down onto the loveseat.

"i invited him over," armin said. "i thought he could come over and help us eat some of this food,” a nervous laugh left his mouth as you watched him rub his hand behind his neck.

You let out a deep sigh in response, choosing not to speak anymore for armin’s sake. eren must've taken note of your annoyance because you heard him chuckle under his breath.

"ah come on y/n, you know you're just acting like that because you missed me," he smirked before making kissy noises to you.

your mother eventually excused herself, making her way upstairs to rest before her hospital night shift. once she was upstairs, armin came over and sat next to eren as he pulled out a packet of backwoods, and a small tied bag from his pocket.

"do you wanna smoke y/n?" armin asked if he took the backwoods from eren to break them down. you nodded in response before heading towards the patio to open the doors, and lighting a few of the candles on the end table to help with the smell. your parents know you smoked; originally they were livid but they eventually gave up since they were pretty much wasting their breath.

you made your way back to the loveseat, sitting with your legs crossed as you took note of eren rolling the second blunt, the first one ready on the coffee table. you watched him as rolled, the way his lips curled around it, his tongue lapping. you snapped out of your stares when eren looked up to lock eyes with you as he continued to make sure it was perfectly rolled, as his lips never left the blunt as he continued.

"are we the last ones back from school?" armin asked as he grabbed the first rolled blunt from the table and put it to his lips to light it. eren nodded in response before removing his lips from the blunt now perfect cylinder.

"I think connie came back the day before you, but yeah we're all here," he stated. armin leaned back into the couch before blowing out a cloud of smoke. he took a few more hits before passing the blunt over to eren. you watched as eren took a few hits, watching the way his teal eyes focus on each cloud of smoke that left his mouth. you’re not too sure what was coming over you, but something about him was making you feel things towards him you have never felt before. nor that you wanted to.

time has passed; the first blunt was finished and the second was half done as well, now put out in the ashtray on the coffee table. the three of you were laughing at the television, and reminiscing about previous memories.

armin took note of the now empty water bottles on the coffee table through his low red eyes, before he got up to go grab more from the fridge. you pulled out your phone to distract yourself from the sudden wave of awkwardness of feeling eren’s eyes on you.

"y/n," eren said in a low tone. you felt your stomach turn into a knot, but you ignored it, and as you continued to scroll through your social media.

"girl, i know you hear me."

you look up from your phone to see eren staring at you with low red eyes, his sea green pupils burning through your skull.

"come here real quick," he said with a small smile plastered across his face. an unfamiliar sense of nervousness came across you as you sat your phone beside you, and made your way over to the sofa he was on, sitting on the side of your legs, your feet placed by his thighs. eren took a deep sigh before placing his arm behind you on the sofa and shifting his body to release the slight tightness in his jeans.

"so, how you been?" he asked, bringing his eyes to meet yours, displaying a lazy smile.

"fine," you answered coldly. you felt your heart almost beating outside of your chest. you tried to focus on the movie in front of you, as you felt the feeling of his eyes still glued to you.

"this is cute," he said in a low tone as he reached for your ankle, fiddling with the silver butterfly charm that hung from your anklet. "who got you this? your boyfriend?"

"what?" you asked him with a look of confusion. "eren you know I don't have a boyfriend."

"hmm," he sighed with a sly grin on his face, almost as if he wanted to hear you confirm what he already knew.

the little taste of contact made your breath hitch and nervous heartbeat move between your thighs causing you to clench them together. eren must’ve took note of this, because a smirk appeared on his face as he continued to twirl the charm around the tips of his finger.

“am I making you nervous y/n?” he asked with lows lids quickly glancing down to your lips. he was so slick and you honestly wouldn’t have noticed if you already weren’t fixated on the way his eyes studied you. you’re not sure if it's seeing him with his hair grown out longer and sex appeal, or the weed, but the whole interaction made you want to climb into his lap and grind into him.

"tuh! don’t even flatter yourself," you huffed at him before slapping his hand away from you, trying to hold yourself together. eren responded only by sucking his teeth and giving a low chuckle.

armin soon returned with water bottles for the three of you and a plate of food for himself, causing eren to move his arm from behind you swiftly. armin questioned why you were now sitting next to eren, but shook it off after you gave him a generic answer.

armin ended up inviting eren to stay the night, so you three just chilled, and watched movies before eren and armin headed up to his room for the night. later that evening, you were in your room, catching up with sasha and mikasa on a group facetime. you almost wanted to bring up your interaction with eren, but it felt wrong that it even happened in the first place. eren is like a brother to armin, and you all grew up together. as much as you wanted to get the situation off your chest, you knew it would be best to just try your best to forget it even happened, and blame the interaction on the weed.

once you said your goodnights to your friends, you made your way to the bathroom down the hall to brush your teeth before bed. you stopped in your tracks as you stepped into the threshold to see eren already brushing his teeth at the sink farthest from the entryway. you tried to back away, but eren had already taken note of you standing there, and gave you a quick "hey" nod as he continued to brush, his hair barely being held by his ponytail holder.

you didn't say a word. just simply avoided eye contact as you stood in front of the second sink, grabbing your toothbrush to do what you needed to do, and get out of the bathroom as quickly as possible. you tried to focus on your brushing, but couldn't help to stare at eren's shirtless stern body through the mirror, and the way his happy trail led directly to the drawstring of his low plaid pj bottoms.

"do you just wanna take a picture?" he said with a smirk after he spits out the toothpaste and cleaned his face.

"fuck off," you said lowly in a mumble as you continued to brush. eren heard your comment but chose to ignore it. he pulled his hair out of the loose fitting band, letting his hair fall freely to his shoulders. you didn’t even realize you almost completely stop your movement, holding the brush in your mouth as you watched eren through the mirror fix his hair with his eyes low. you felt your heart almost come to a complete stop when you watched his eyes shoot open immediately finding yours in the mirror. eren pulled his eyes away just as quickly as they found yours, before exiting the bathroom making sure he placed his hand on your lower back as if he couldn't get by without doing so, sending a chill through your entire body.

your eyes jolted open, due to the startling memory of the nightmare you had just experienced while sleeping. you used your elbow to prop you up a bit to reach under your pillow and check the time on your phone. 2:34 am. unfortunately for you, whenever you have a nightmare, it pretty much ruins your ability to have a good night's sleep for the rest of the night. you climbed out of bed, to make your way down to the kitchen, walking on the balls of your feet to avoid the creaking floors from waking up the two sleeping boys down the hall. as you got closer to the bottom of the stairs, you notice a small dim light emerging from the kitchen. you groaned at the thought of either you or armin leaving the light on over the oven since you tried your best not to waste energy.

to your surprise, there was eren, leaning against the kitchen counter with a water bottle in hand, and his phone in the other. you felt your heart fall to your ankles in nervousness as he looked up at you from his device. his eyes weren't fully alert, but he still greeted you with a sleepy smile.

"couldn't sleep?" he asked, setting his phone down on the island in front of him. there was a rasp in his voice that you've never heard before, making you come to the realization that you both are seeing a new side of each other for the first time.

"i guess you could say that. nightmares," you said with a hint of embarrassment as you made your way over next to him, grabbing the electric kettle to fill it at the sink beside him. you grabbed a teabag of lavender chamomile tea and placed it in a clean mug sitting in the sink as you waited for the water to finish boiling.

you felt a slight wave of warmness from eren standing so close behind you as you faced the opposite direction to watch the kettle. he sat his wattle bottle behind him, clearing his throat as you both listened to the sound of the kettle whistling, signaling the tea was ready to be steeped. you took the kettle and filled the mug, feeling eren's emerald eyes watching your every move. a few minutes went by with utter silence.

"this color is pretty on you," eren finally spoke, looking down at your hand grabbing it to admire the long light pink nails that complimented your skin color, as you tried to focus on the tea steeping.

the feeling of eren's large hands fiddling with your nails, sent a rush over you that you were so focused on calming you couldn't even respond right away. you pulled your hand away and faced him. if he kept his hand on yours any longer you would've melted into him.

"thanks," you choked out. "i um...like your hair grown out..." pausing to clear the tickle in your throat. "it suits you.." you internally screamed at yourself, wondering what in your right mind made you say that out loud.

eren stared back at you for a moment, before stepping closer. you didn't move, you couldn't. you were frozen in place as he got closer and closer, causing you to feel the warmness of his breath on your face. you began to step back as you realized what was happening.

"don't move."

you froze once again, after hearing his stern voice speak out. he placed his lips against yours, just barely brushing against them just to savor the feeling of your soft skin against his before he took it any further. the tension was too much. just that little contact alone was making you feel the unbearable need to be touched by him.

you closed the gap between you too, kissing him ever so gently causing you to feel a spark through your body. the moment the gap was closed, eren's large hands were placed on your lower back, bringing you into him as close as he could get you. the kiss started off slow as passionate, you both savoring the sudden intimacy between you. it quickly began to get heated as he moved one hand from your lower back to reach under your oversized t-shirt and grab a handful of your soft ass, sending a small whimper out of your mouth and into the kiss.

the tiny sound that came out of your mouth caused eren's briefs to suddenly feel even tighter than before. he moved his hand from your ass now placing it on the back of your thigh, wrapping it around him pulling you into him even more just to feel the heat of your pussy on him. he pulled you in even more so much it wasn't even physically possible for you to get any closer, grunting making sure not to break the kiss not once. it's almost like he wanted his skin to combine with yours.

you felt the subtle sense of your nipples through your shirt, rubbing against his chest, the tiny amount of friction creating a pool between your thighs. this wasn't enough though. you soon found yourself rolling your hips into him, just to feel a little bit more.

"fuck y/n I want you so bad," he said groaning into the kiss. “you have no fucking idea.” his hand traveled between your legs, one still wrapped around him, softly placing his hand on the front of the lace trim of your panties. "let me?" he asked as his breathing labored, pulling away from the kiss, giving you both a second to catch your breath.

you were hesitant at first, but the desperate begging in his eyes, and the dire feeling of wanting to be touched by him, caused you to give him a simple nod. you sworn you heard a graceful sigh of relief as he pulled your panties to the side before attaching his lips back to yours.

eren's brows raised and eyes soften as he slipped his finger in between your folds, taking note of the wetness coating his fingers causing him to moan on your lips.

"all this for me?" he asked as you felt his cocky smirk against your lips before pulling away to meet your eyes. you couldn't even respond. you felt embarrassed about the fact that you were so aroused for him.

eren quickly took note of this embarrassment, and placed reassuring pecks on your lips in between his words. "don't be embarrassed baby, it's okay."

you felt your body jerk forward into him as he rubbed tempered circles around your clit, causing you to tighten the lock of your arms around his neck. the moans and whimpers that left your mouth gave eren the green light to slowly slide his fingers into you, pressing on the spongy insides.

"oh my god-" you whined as you threw your head back, giving eren an open spot to nuzzle his face in, peppering your neck with kisses.

"feels good baby?" Eren groaned into your neck.

you could barely open your mouth to speak, only able to answer with an mhm, the feeling of you gripping his fingers sending his eyes to the back of his head, imagining out good you’d feel on his dick.

this wasn't enough for him. he needed more. he detached himself from your neck and began to lower his knees in front of you, lifting your large shirt allowing him to slip down your panties, and admire what he was seeing. your breathing labored as you felt the swiftness of his tongue gliding between your folds with just the right amount of pressure.

"mmm," he groaned into you. you had no idea how long eren had dreamt of this moment. the moment he finally got to taste you.

"always around me in those fucking skin-tight dresses, the way they hugged your shape," he hummed against your clit. "so fucking untouchable."

eren was infatuated with you. your pretty manicured acrylics, the look of your glossy lips always lined perfectly, your moisturized coils. the way you react when he would pick on you. especially the way his dick would get rock hard the moment you were in close vicinity. these past years have been torture, he couldn't hold himself back any longer.

the sound of his moans and grunts through his soft lips against your clit was too much. the feeling of eren sliding his callused hand up your torso to twirl your sensitive nipples between the pads of his fingers. you were close. your moans became stuck as you grabbed his hair below you.

eren sensed you were close, causing him to pull away. "don't cum yet, not yet pretty."

next thing you know you were flat on your back, eren's head buried in your neck, rubbing his tip wet from your juices, against your swollen clit as you gripped onto your soft satin sheets to prepare yourself. the only light in the room comes from the moon shining through your balcony doors.

"erenn," you whined wanting nothing more at this point to feel every inch of him inside of you. the pleading of his name was all he needed to hear to slowly insert himself through you. a small "mmph" left your mouth, the way his dick spread open your entry caused you to tighten your eyes closed.

"look at me baby," he pleaded, lifting his head. your eyes welled up in pleasure as they met his, as he slowly pushed the rest of his length into you sending a low groan from between his lips.

"ah-" you squealed out at the feeling of him completely filling you, your back arching up, eren catching you in a cradle.

"fuckkk y/n," eren moaned rocking his hips back in front into you. the pace was sweet and slow as if he was savoring every drop of the feeling of your walls hugging him. "you feel so good around me,"

his hair was no longer in a bun, his hair was now loose and astray and his pretty eyes filled with lust and infatuation. His right diamond earring glimmering from the moonlight. He placed his forehead against yours, placing a soft kiss against your cupid’s bow. the feeling of his silk soft brown hair brushing your cheeks with every thrust, curtaining your face made you feel as if you were slipping into a trance.

"Mmhm," you moaned sweetly. Your brain became foggier and foggier with every grunt and thrust. "fuck eren, you feel so good,"

"that's right pretty girl," he groaned. Your moans became more frantic once he lifted both of your legs and placed them over his shoulders making his tip tap on your cervix with every thrust, your stomach feeling full. “keep talkin’ to me,”

"too deep," you whimpered. "can't take it," your breathing labored with each moan as they got louder and louder.

"yes you can," eren reassured with a stern voice, moving one of his hands from the side of your face, to rub your puffy clit, pushing into you harder and harder. "show me what a good fucking girl you are,"

the pleasure was overwhelming. you were so close and the way eren was rolling his hips making sure to hit your g-spot was not helping in the slightest. "eren, ngh- i-i'm close!"

"ah-i know baby, i know," he said, sucking his teeth and moaning. "hold it for me a bit. i wanna cum with you,"

it was too much. your heart was nearly beating out of your chest, the feeling of your juices frothing around him while your knees were pressed into the mattress beside your head. your moans at this point could possibly be heard through the entire house. realizing this, you covered your mouth to moan into your hand, trying not to wake armin. eren didn't like this; so he snatched your hand from your mouth, trusting up into you.

"i wanna hear you," he grunted, leaning closer into you. you couldn't take it anymore. you were completely over-stimulated, on the verge of losing your mind, and he knew that. "mmm-so good for daddy, hm?"

you nodded frantically giving him the validation he so desperately craved from you. "erennnn," you screamed out. his grunts turned into hungry moans, sending you to squeeze your walls around him as he released into you. the feeling was so much for him that he need to completely pull you into a bear hug below him, making sure every last drop of cum filled you to the brim. you felt his length slowly throbbing inside of you as you both slowly came down from your highs. he dropped his head into your neck as he tried to get ahold of his breathing.

you both laid there for a moment as he laid gentle kisses on your jawline, before making his way to the bathroom, hoping not to run into your brother on the way there. coming back a minute later all cleaned up, he wiped you down with a warm clean washcloth, tossed it in the hamper, and nestled onto you again. you felt his beating heart against your chest as you played in his loose hair. you both laid there in other silence, before dozing off, the lavender tea downstairs well over steeped.

#aot fanfiction #aot smau #aot x black reader #eren x black reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren jeager #i love this man sm #eren x black y/n

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astrotoilet · 1 year

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My ghostface angel|Amber freeman x male reader

Y/N L/N and Tara Carpenter have always been so close since childhood,they meet when they where very young at school and became closer very quick,and their lifes where like that for years and years.

Tara always told you her problems,you did the same with her to make it fair.

You always listened to her and she loved you and you loved her.

However in a friends way.

You where Tara's only best friend in her life ,well *used*

One day Tara met a girl called Amber Freeman and they got closer almost inmediately,she always protected her,take care of her and loved her,like you did.

Amber always was so nice and protective to her,confronting anyone who messed with her.

She was increible with her,she opened her hearth for her.

However tara spent more time with amber causing you to dissapoint and feel lonely,even your other friends started to say that you where disgusted at amber and you hated her.

Well that wasn't the case...

Instead of jealousy,hate,hatred and envy you started to grown feelings for Amber,she was. Always so nice looking,awesome smelling and kind thay you can't simply stop thinking about her,Amber was stalking your feeling almost 24/7 and you really wanted to have something with her.

You then went to talk with Tara about Amber and you got the balls to tell her the truth about what you felt about Amber,Tara was surprised by that and she said a.

"I knew it" with a flirting smirk

"Ehhh... could you help me getting into her?"you said laughing a bit nervous

"Sure,i can make you guys get together asap"Tara said with a confident and proud smirk

You smirked back and talked with tara a bit before leaving.

THE NEXT DAY

The next day yoy wake up early to met with Tara and Amber in Tara's house to have a friendly talk and to make Ambr and i know each other better.

When u arrived i was sweating but i encouraged my feeling and eventually my time with Amber was nice and we became good friends,had a few beers,we told tara some jokes and laughed together.

I got her number too so we can have chats,and we had a chat that night.

A few weeks after me and Amber where already dating and just like with Tara she became protective and take care of me,i did the same and we where a pretty couple,she loved to cuddle while i loved more the kisses,her lips had a magical feeling and i enjoyed every time we kissed as if if was the first time,she also started to call me by many nicknames she liked such as "baby,honey,little cutie and that"my relationship was pretty good tbh i adored it snd i was feeling very good until i noticed that things started to get weirder....

Amber started to became more and more excited by something shw didn't told me

I didn't wanted to annoy her so i just let it continue,until a day Amber came very excited a told me to came to the park to meet a new friend of her she meet online.

A bit scared i accepted and went to the park,and i found her with a guy,he was called Richie.

In a 2 hour long talk they told me about the "stab" movies,i was a big fan of them and that was something me and Amber had in commoun,they told m about reliving the franchise by making a fan film with REAL murders.

I was freaked out but my desire to see our bellved franchise shine was bigger so i agreed.

So our journey started and we eventually became Ghostface,murdering people i gross ways,i usually tend to be the one killing in the most violent and bizarre ways.

Our plan was going really good and we had a pretty good number of victims so after succesing all our goal and have massacred the Carpenter sisters along with their friends Richie decided to take a break while me and my girlfriend decided to get our time

"You really did it perfect baby"Amber said smiling

"I knew you where gonna like it"i said grabbing her hips

"Hhmmm hon i love you so much"Amber said putting her arms around my neck

Whe kissed and it became a passionate kiss

She climbed on my lap and inserted her tongue on my mouth,i only did the same

As she was whimpering my name we continued to kiss,it felt amazing and very good

As amber started to rub my well you know.... with her hands i did the same in her down area.

We continued like this until without knowing we took off our clothes and the magic happened...

THE NEXT DAY

I woke up with Amber cuddled into me,sleeping peacefully,i started to caress her head until she woke up.

"Goodmorning baby" she said

"Goodmorning love" i replied

"Did yo had sweet dreams?"Amber asked me

"Im having the best right now"i replied with a small smile

Amber just smiled and laughed and started kissing me.

"I love you baby"

"Me too honey"

#scream 5 #scream movies #scream vi #scream 2022 #scream #scream 6 #amber freeman

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imwriting0verhere · 6 months

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Love Again

Chapter 7

“And that’s why I want to raise a toast to this lad right here, Sam” Owain raises his pint and claps a hand down on my shoulder “You’ll have America in your pocket in to time. I’m so proud of how far you’ve come. And I know you’ll smash this too” he exclaims loudly and the room erupts in cheers and approval. I’m sat in the Low Lights with the lads, management and friends, all excited for our big North America take off in a few days. I raise my Guinness in acceptance and to finally start our festivities. “Aye, let’s get it boys!” I shout and look at my band in the process. They all have their arms thrown around each other’s shoulders, pints in hand and the biggest grins on their faces. “We’re off to America” Dean shouts while the others are just wolf whistling and shouting along. I can’t wait for the next few months with them!

Saying goodbye to Shields and our friends and family for the time being, will be the hardest though. I know that Dean would take Reagan with him in a heartbeat. Those two are getting married later this year. I can’t imagine how that must feel, to be apart for so long this close to agreeing to spend the rest of your lives together. At least Reagan has Maple to keep her company. Dean only has us.

Tom is coming with us, but not Heidi, my little sister. I’m gan miss her and her wonderful quirkiness. And now that Y/N is gone as well, I hope she’ll be okay with her two favourites’ gone.

My mam is mainly proud of me finally taking this step with the boys. But I know she will always worry and want to make sure I’m okay and taking care of myself while on tour. That’s why she insisted to be here tonight as well. Even though we’re all going to be absolutely mortal by the end of this.

Even Johnny, Lou and Jack are around to celebrate the night with us. Sometimes I feel like I wouldn’t even be where I am now without the older boys. Jack and Johnny have been encouraging me since I started playing and making music. Playing buskers nights together and always there for a good suggestion if I got stuck on a melody or lyric.

“Wor kid, who would’ve thought eh” Lou teases while ruffling up my hair “Not me like” Johnny agrees with a smirk. Both lads sit down with me after having just come back from a ciggy break outside. “Piss off aye” I shove his arm away from my head but laugh along non the less.

“If you still need a support band, yer know where to find us”

“Nah we’re all sorted now, thanks mate” I smile at Lou’s teasing.

“You sure yer want to start playing shows with this dickhead like? That’s gonna be the most annoying thing Bonds” I say over to Johnny. He just shrugs his shoulders and takes another sip of his beer “A mean I’m technically still in with Van and the lads, might have to ring ‘em and settle some new tour dates” with that typical Bondy look of mirth he looks over at me, completely ignoring his shocked friend

“Oh fuck yous!” Lou whines and gets up from his seat next to me before looking at us one last time and dramatically storming off. Johnny and I just cackle at him and clink our drinks together.

“You make sure you won’t forget about us like” Johnny looks at me with a very serious and yet puppy like expression.

“Nah I wouldn’t dream of it sunshine” I reply just as dramatic and throw my arms around him in a deep hug. That gets us into another laughing fit that we eventually have to part from to catch our breaths.

After a few more minutes of chit chat Johnny turns more serious again.

“I’m actually glad I’ve got you alone for a minute. I wanted to have a chat with you about somethin” he sits up straighter and turns his full attention towards me

“Have you had the chance to talk to Y/N since she left? Or heard from her?” he asks and I can see a bit of concern in his eyes.

“Why, has somethin happened? Or she said something?” I was getting a little nervous at what she might have told Johnny. I know the two are good friends too but would she sell me out to one of our close friends and tell him what we argued about?

“Not much like. Just mentioned a fight” I take a nervous sip at that

“She seemed a bit upset that you weren’t at her farewell. But Sam, I don’t even want to get into it. A just want to make sure you talk to each other about whatever the hell happened.” I’m relieved to hear him say that. And I can’t take him amiss because he’s just looking out for his two friends. Typical Johnny Bond.

“Aye, A’ve actually just called her a couple day ago but she was busy getting ready for her first gig. So we basically just said a quick hello.” Johnny hums at that, seemingly satisfied with my answer. Before I know it I open up more.

“To be honest a feel a bit shite aboot not being there” I lower my gaze at my confession. “I’ve just been so busy with my own prep and making time for my girlfriend.” Sighing I continue “And the fight Y/N and I had didn’t help I guess. But a should’ve been there.” I run my hand through my hair frustratingly. What the hell happened that I wouldn’t be there for my best friend? Shame was slowly starting to creep into me the more I talked to Johnny about it.

“Look, it’s done mate. Now you can only make it up to her and make sure it doesn’t happen again” he puts a comforting hand on my shoulder. Always the voice of reason.

“And so the girlfriend aye. How is that going? She coming with you?”

“Ehm” I chuckle a bit surprised he’d want to talk about Amber and I. “It’s good aye. We’re having a good time. It’s, it’s nice, solid. She makes me happy” Johnny smiles at me and I’m glad I’m having a proper talk about my recent relationship updates with someone that doesn’t judge me or snap at me.

“But ehm, she ain’t coming with us. You know how crazy tour life gets, a don’t want to drag her into that, especially so far away from home”

We sit together for another 10 minutes or so before I go and find my mam to spend some time of the night with her.

At around 1am most of our guests have left and the last of us get ready to call it a night as well and make our ways home.

Giving Heidi and Liv a big hug, Tom leaves with them to walk them home safely. Drew and Holly stand outside with Joe until he’s finished his last smoke. Before he leaves Johnny comes up to me again and embraces me in a big brotherly hug. He’s pretty wasted now too and seems to have less of a filter than just a few hours ago when we were talking.

“Promise me Sam you’ll talk to Y/N/N. A’ll check up on her and make sure yous made up” he pats me on my head and says one last thing before turning to leave with Lou “She doesn’t deserve any mistreatment or heartache. Yer hear me Fender: She’s too good for that” blowing me a kiss and Johnny is gone into the night.

I just chuckle at his drunken antics. I turn towards my mam and link her arm into mine “Reet, let’s go home!”

#sam fender fanfic #sam fender imagines #sam fender fanfiction #sam fender x reader #johnny bond #sam fender #love again

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2. PISSBABY TSUKISHIMA

"BYE MA!! LOVE YOU TOO! SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL!" y/n screamed out as she shut the door behind her. today was the day that y/n started school at karasuno high. she wasn't nervous, not at all. y/n never had any trouble making friends. she was an outgoing person and was easy to get along with.

(lol imagine)

beginning her walk to school, she decided to text the group chat to see how everyone was doing. the gc was originally made by the twins and y/n for chaotic reasons, but sooner or later they actually used the group chat for important reasons like planning or just occasionally checking up on each other.

'i miss them, but I'm gon beat them up when i see them. wanna act all tough cuz I'm 10 ½ hours away. just wait till i visit them.' y/n thought.

this is basically the format for each conversation that happens. y/n going into the group chat to check up on everyone to make sure they're okay, then the twins start ganging up on her until kyoya gets annoyed and tells them to stfu because he's trying to relax and he can't silence his phone. it was funny because when they got back to school, she would pretend like nothing ever happened and continued to flirt with kyoya.

"oh, there's the school!" she pointed out to literally no one. there were a bunch of students flooding in the gate. "gauh LEE.. that's a lot of damn people.”

she continued her slow pace to the school, not really caring about what time she got there, as long as she was before lunch. she was gonna be a bit late, either way, seeing as she had to go to the front office for her schedule.

"well, time to go beast mode." #alpha

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"All right Ms. l/n, welcome to our class! go sit behind yamaguchi. Yams! raise ur hand!" the teacher yelled out. y/n had gotten to school on time, but joined the rest of the students during their third class, since the VP took her on a small tour of the school after giving her the schedule.

she scanned through the sea of students to see a timid-looking boy raising his hand. he was cute, and looked to be a few inches taller than y/n. he had freckles and a nice mop of green hair standing on top of his head. if his face was red, he'd be a human strawberry.

with her black and blonde faux locs swaying behind her, she went to sit in her newly designated seat behind the boy who was now known as yamaguchi. she pulled out a notebook and opened it to a blank page, which was deemed useless seeing that she had already learned what was being taught.

bored, she pulled out her headphones, opening spotify, she pulled up her chill playlist, she clicked shuffle play, smiled, and relaxed a bit seeing the first song that came up. it was ' Big Poppa - the notorious b.i.g'. it was one of her favorite songs to chill to.

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"hey, it's time for science... " was what y/n heard as she removed her headphones. it was yams, telling her that it's time for the next subject.

now that she had the slight chance to talk to him, she decided to say what had been on her mind for when she saw him.

"thanks. y'know, you're really cute by the way. you look like someone i'd accidentally bump into in the street and u'd apologize and i'd say "no really its all my fault" then start talking to much cuz i got nervous. that's a compliment by the way."

'...what?' yams was shocked yet confused. he wasn't used to out of the blue compliments like that, or really at all. especially not from girls, and a really attractive one at that. but aside from the initial shock, why the fuck was it so specific and detailed?

"oh! uhm- thank you! you're really pretty yourself!"

"thank you! and thanks for waking me up! wanna be friends?"

"oh, no problem. and sure!! "

'that was odd...' tadashi thought to himself as he turned to face front. "damn, that was quick, yamaguchi" his childhood friend, tsukishima, teased. "im surprised you didn't stutter ur ass off.”

tsukishima kei was a very tall individual. he had short, blonde hair and was more on the thinner, lanky side.

"oh piss off tsuki, ur just mad that i talked to the pretty new girl before you, loser." yams shot back.

(bozo😹👎🏽 take this L tsuki🤡 )

"whatever😒😒"

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"hi yams! hi yams' friend! what are we doing now?" y/n asked. the bell had just rung, and y/n was too lazy to pull out her schedule.

"hi l/n! this is tsukishima! its lunchtime right now so we're heading to the cafeteria!!" he replied with a small smile on his face.

"BOOO!! the cafeteria sucks ass. that's why I always ate in the club room." y/n complained with a big ole thumbs down.

although she was pretty extroverted, she didn't like all the extra loud noise and nosy people. there are some hating ass hoes back at Ouran, but she couldn't give less of a fuck. all they ever did was talk shit because they were jealous of her relationship with the hosts, but she knew it was part of the deal when she became friends with them.

"wah wah, cry me a river. either sit with us or not, jeez." blabbered smart- ass tsuki.

"actually, you're in luck! we and a few others are all going to meet and eat lunch in the gym to go over some stuff for our club, you can join if you want!" yams offered.

she happily accepted the offer and continued to walk along with them to the cafeteria, then to the gym where they would eat. they stopped by the vending machine for y/n, because her thirsty ass drank all her water before lunch, now craving a nice refreshing beverage to wash down the curry she's about to fuck up.

after a few more short minutes of walking, they had finally reached the gym and heard arguing coming from the inside, not knowing that the moment she steps into that gym, she'd be going on a wild trip.

taglist: open and empty

guys.. dont be mad at me ik i missed my deadline☹️☹️

but im thinkin..

should i still write the beach episode for ouran? i have a few ideas for it but idk..

LEMME GO UPDATE THE OTHER BOOK

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09: Winning, losing

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JR.

{{ We were in Larry's room. He and Bobby had an argument, or that's what I understood, I don't know. Anyway, they were sitting across from each other on the ground, silent. I was sitting on the bed, somewhat uncomfortable, and not because of the bed but because of the situation; I moved around and looked at Larry's toys to distract myself. I really didn't want to be there, but Bobby asked me to come with him.

They continued without saying anything while avoiding looking directly into the eyes. One of them had to talk, sooner or later. It better be early, I'm hungry.

To all this, the rain could be heard loudly, pouring down. At least that distracted me more, but still I try to break the ice

Jr.: well… are any of you going to speak or am I speaking?

When I said that, they both stared at me with a confused face, saying nothing. I didn't say anything either, I looked away while playing with my intertwined hands. Until Larry, after a sigh, was going to say something, but he was interrupted by Bobby

Bobby: L-Larry…I…I am sorry…

I noticed that this surprised Larry a lot.

Bobby: I didn't want to bother you, I just gave my opinion and…

Larry: (interrupting) Bob…you don't have to apologize. If there's anyone to blame... it's me. I shouldn't have told you what I said and I apologize...

I couldn't believe what he was seeing, Larry offering an apology and bowing his head, resting his hands on the carpet. Wait…did Bob tell him?

Larry: The accident wasn't your fault. I was the clumsy one who fell for not listening to you. I'm sorry... if I had calmed down, I wouldn't be in this problem (pointing to his arm)

Bobby was looking at him with a sad expression. For some reason, seeing him like this, I felt some regret. So I got off the bed and sat next to both of them in the lotus position. For his part, Larry seems to have noticed Bobby's look.

Larry: N-No! I don't want to make you feel bad... not anymore... (sighs) I understand why hardly anyone wants to play with me... I'm very selfish, Bobby. I was very excited when I saw you for the first time. I was afraid of ruining it and well... here I am...

Bobby didn't say anything at my brother's words and kept looking at him, which makes Larry nervous, from what I see. I also notice that he starts to get a bit of a slur in his voice as he looks down.

Larry: I understand that you're angry. For that, I want you to know that I'm sorry, my friend... well, if you still consider me that way...

Bobby looks at him surprised and doubtful at the same time.

Bobby: L-Larry! I… I’m not angry! I never was… (my brother looks up at him) I… I just wanted to give you your space, you seemed tired and…

Larry: (sighs, interrupting) I was rude, I didn't want to be rude, especially with you... you had every intention of being there with me when no one else wanted to. You and Mykey are good Koopa, unlike my brothers

When I heard that, I couldn't help to feel identified. Does he really think that of me? Does he think I'm no good? Well no… none of us are… but… it feels like it's a bad thing… to be bad…

Jr.: W-Well… I know I can be a bit annoying, Larry, but…

When I told him that, he didn't seem to pay attention to me; he would stare at Bobby and look away again and again, but he didn't seem to be paying attention to what I was saying to him. I'd better keep quiet, no matter what I think about this; What's more, I shouldn't even be here.

I don't know why, but something doesn't let me move from this place. It may seem strange, but I would like them to get along as well as ever; it’s not that I wanted them to hate each other or anything, but I felt a little… jealousy? Larry seemed to get along so well with Bobby that I began to feel left out. However, last night I talked to Bobby for a long time and I realized that he is a great guy. We share a liking for the color green, fantasy tales and video games.

By assimilating things better, I understand that Larry prefers to be with him than with me, since Bobby doesn't usually throw a tantrum every time he loses or something like that, nor is he territorial like when it was the ice cream issue, where I didn't want to share the Own.

I don't want to be mad at Larry for any nonsense anymore, let alone Bobby. If they decide to be together, that would be great; and it would be even cooler if they let me be in their group.

Back to reality, the two of them continued to be silent, who knows for how long they were like that; Larry was looking at the ground and Bobby looked somewhat serious. He didn't stop being uncomfortable. That until Bobby takes the initiative to speak.

Bobby: I missed you last night, strange as it may seem…

Larry gasped in surprise. I was also surprised by that at the same time it gave me something funny, I couldn't help but give a small almost silent laugh

Bobby: I missed someone moving next to me and falling off. I guess that's inevitable after all

Larry was looking at Bobby somewhat confused. I was almost laughing at what he had said, I cover my mouth with both hands to hide it, no one was paying attention to me, and honestly, I was enjoying it somehow.

Bobby: I really missed the presence of the “blue tornado”

Larry still had a “what?” face, while he looked like he was going to laugh. I close my eyes while he tries not to laugh, squeezing my mouth with my hands and some force.

Larry: It's because… I'm a mess, right?

Bobby: (smiling) absolutely.

He was curious, but Larry pouted and smiled.

Larry: you're bad, have they told you?

Saying that, after a few seconds, those two started laughing, and then me; no longer holding back the laughter. It was something curious and strange, but the tension was already gone.

From one moment to the next they looked at each other in a friendly way, to then give each other a big hug without saying anything else. Bobby seemed to be careful with Larry's injured arm. I couldn't help but get excited, I'm not going to lie; I secretly wiped away a tear when I saw them happy again. I don't know why, but that feeling of jealousy invaded me, so I gave myself a little smack in the face to react. It hurt a little, but that's how I'll learn.

I didn't expect both my brother and Bobby to suddenly hug me when I was distracted. I was surprised and a little embarrassed, but I admit that I liked it. That's when I also realized one thing: I started to wag my tail. I noticed it when Bobby pointed it out to me

Bobby: I'm glad you're happy (pointed to my back)

Jr.: w-what? (I question myself)

There I look at what Bobby was trying to tell me, and my tail kept wagging, which I tried to stop with my hands, but tragedy was served. After that, my brother laughed at me for it, pointing his finger at me. I was somewhat embarrassed and blushing, I wanted the floor to swallow me.

Bobby: oh, how bad you are, Lar

Larry: but it's funny and cute

Bobby: (laughs) the cute thing is true

I don't know why, but when he said that my jaw dropped a bit and I started wagging my tail again. What's wrong with me?

At that, Bobby walked up to me and said, putting his hand on my shoulder

Bobby: Thanks for joining me, Bowsy.

Jr.: w-whenever you like… (he said something embarrassed)

By the way, a kind of spark passes through my mind. We were supposed to come to something else and we got distracted

Jr.: uh… Bobby… do you remember we were coming to tell Larry about “it”? (I was pointing at the video game console)

Getting the message, Bobby's eyes widened, and then he slapped his forehead. Larry looked somewhat confused. Bobby was scratching the back of his neck, laughing a little nervously

Bobby: uh... Larry... well...

Larry was paying attention to him, looking at me in the process and then turning to him.

Bobby: We came to tell you that due to the rain, the event was cancelled, so there will be no competition today... I hope you don't mind...

Larry: seriously? I-I thought you came to end our friendship

Bobby: WH-WHAT?!! (he replied while shaking his hands) N-No!!! I didn't come for that!!

Larry laughed a little nervously and then looked a little embarrassed. I laughed a little, he really deserved it.

Larry: uh…s-sorry…I figured that's what you wanted. I was scared and thought that

Bobby: you're a fool... (he said with a small smile) but... you know? It doesn't matter. I don't want to stop being your friend, neither you nor Bowsy

aww… but what a sweet thought! There I move my tail again, and this time I perceive it. Damn treacherous tail, it gives me away easily when I get excited. Who knows for how long I have manifested that, and perhaps others know it and do not call me bad.

When the three of us were sharing the good time, I felt some laughter behind me. I don't know when someone had entered; it was another of my brothers: Lemmy. It seems that, stealthily, he was listening to everything and wanted to interfere. He really played well, none of us felt him coming, and he has very light footing.

Lemmy: wow wow wow...

At that I am surprised and I turn to him

Lemmy: I didn't know you were so good at wagging your tail, Jr.

I go to him and answer him

Jr.: oh yeah? Well… well… weeeeeell…

Lemmy looked at me somewhat mockingly while I didn't know what to say to him, so I decide to do something evil of my own: show him my tongue while I close my eyes. I looked as a fool, I know, but I couldn't find what else to say to him.

Larry: (changing the subject) what are you doing here, Lem?

Lemmy: nothing, I just came to see why so much laughter. It looks like they are having fun. All good?

At that I look at Larry and Bobby, who were looking at each other and smiling

Bobby: Yeah, all good. Thanks for asking, Lemmy.

Lemmy: it’s a pleasure, little one.

Bobby: little one? But if you are very short, surely you are the smallest of all

When he said that, both Larry and I covered our mouths with our hands, panic in our eyes. Lemmy turned and squatted, making circles with his finger on the floor, head down. Bobby gave a confused look, he really didn't understand why Lemmy was like that; it’s understandable, he doesn't know all of us.

Larry: You see, Bobby: Lemmy doesn't like to be told something like that. He is the second oldest of all of us

Bobby: oh, I’m so sorry Lemmy, I didn't know...

Lemmy: that’s okay, it doesn't matter...

In that, Bobby is going to hug him surprisingly from behind, which seems to surprise Lemmy. My poor older brother was flapping his wings a little to get away, then he turns his head a little and looks at me and Larry, who just shrugged. Finally, Lemmy gives in and the hug returns.

Suddenly, someone enters the room, it is Mykey

Mykey: hey guys! I didn't expect you here (he smiled at us)

Bobby: oh! (breaks away from Lemmy) Good morning, big brother!

Mykey: are we going to eat something?

We all agreed there. We were hungry and it was raining, we had nothing else to do obviously.

When all that happens, we headed to the dining room. On the way, I notice that Bobby and Larry bump their fists. The truth is that I'm glad that everything is going well. }}

LARRY

{{ I'm so glad I've reconciled with Bobby, I feel so good, so free, so…happy. Unfortunately not everything lasts, and it is that when I get to the dining room, there I find Ludwig, my hateful oldest brother. My other brothers had already had breakfast and had retired to do their things.

I got ready to approach him, who upon noticing our arrival put on a somewhat serious look. I may be wrong, but I felt that he was looking specifically at me, with hateful eyes. Maybe so, but then I try to put at the forefront of my thoughts what Mykey had told me, so I blanked my mind and turned to Ludwig calmly. The others were listening and taking their place. Mykey was serving breakfast.

Larry: hey… Ludwig… c-can we talk for a moment?

Ludwig: what is offered to you?

Larry: w-well... (I start to hesitate) it's about... yesterday...

Ludwig: yes… what about that?

Larry: ah… I wanted to know if… if…

Ludwig: Just say it, Lawrence! (exclaims to me)

Saying that surprises me a little. Did he say me “Lawrence”? He hardly ever calls me that, unless… he's angry. Ugh!! How I hate being called that! Sounds very… formal? Long? Strange? Anyway, I hate being called that, so it felt even weirder when Bobby and Mykey found out my real name.

I suppose they must be surprised and will ask me questions later, but for now I want to focus on my older brother. I cleared my throat and continued

Larry: I wanted to know if it was you who pushed me... or I tripped...

Ludwig didn't seem fazed by what he was asking. I felt somewhat uncomfortable by his serious look. I don't know how to describe it, but I felt a certain arrogance on his part, it seemed that he was going to say that I was a fool, that I was completely careless and a disaster that I should learn from my mistakes... what I heard from him was something that nobody, not even I, neither my friends nor my brothers, expected each other.

Ludwig: that's right, I pushed you

I was stunned by that statement and little by little I was losing the eye contact I had had with him until I was looking at the void, that answer really got me out of the loop. In addition to not expecting that, he ended up confirming what I had told Mykey who, by the way, seemed to be somewhat serious about what my brother said, just like Bobby. Lemmy and Bowsy looked at each other, not that surprised.

Larry: so... you wanted me to have an accident?

At that, Ludwig gets up and walks towards me, standing very close. I look up and look into his eyes again, swallowing a little because of my nerves, still processing.

Ludwig: make no mistake. I just wanted to make you fall and smash your face against the ground, I had not contemplated that you would break your hand.

I was silent for a few moments. After a few seconds I ask him something else.

Larry: why… did you do it?

Larry: I don't know; tell me why you wanted to hit me. I'll tell you (he points his index finger at me until it touches my chest) it's because you're a spoiled brat and you think that everything can be solved by shouting.

It was really bothering me, but I preferred to calm down, although I didn't avoid making an annoyed face, did I really have to be like that? I don't understand. However, Mykey made a small intervention

Mykey: hey guys, calm down, don't get upset

Both me and my brother in blue looked at Mykey snapping out of our little argument. Ludwig didn't make much eye contact with me. I tried to confront him again, I wanted to confirm something that was eating me up inside and I could no longer keep myself.

Larry: Ludwig… do you hate me?

He directed his gaze towards me, who became somewhat different: it was serious and frowning, but at the same time I felt that his eyes looked a little different, as if they were more crystalline, which was rare. For some reason, he takes time to give me his answer. After a few moments, he answers me

Ludwig: yes!

Before that I remained silent, averting my gaze and I noticed that my eyes became somewhat crystalline as well. She expected that answer, but she didn't want him to say it; but hey, that's the way it is. Whatever the reason, at least now it's clear to me that Ludwig doesn't love me, and now I know that I've always been a nuisance to him.

While I'm thinking, Bobby gives me a reach

Bobby: Larry? Do you feel good?

That makes me react and I look at him, who has a worried face. It shouldn't, it's just a conversation, nothing has happened, beyond what Ludwig said, but it would be all. Before I answer, he again tells me something

Bobby: is that... you're crying...

What was he talking about? So I put my left hand on my cheek and indeed they were small tears that I had under my eyelids. Tears? Was I starting to cry and I wasn't noticing? I dry my eyes quickly

Bobby: yes, I'm fine, Bob

He answered trying to breathe calmly.

Ludwig: why are you crying? It's not that bad (I recognized Ludwig's voice) also, remember: we, the Koopalings, don't cry. Keep it well in mind.

I could hardly help it, but I was starting to feel sick. I tried not to show it, I didn't want to receive more ridicule from my brothers. That “no crying” rule makes me look weak, but it was what we all agreed to. I guess Bowsy is easily forgiven because he is the youngest and because he is more emotional; how much I envy him

Ludwig: that was what you wanted, wasn't it? (he reproaches me, to which he confuses me with that) according to you, we both hate each other, no matter what. Well, after all, I didn't even want to be your big brother. You love Mykey more than me anyway, so it's clear to me what kind of Koopa you are, so we're even.

I can't believe what I'm hearing. Did he listen to me last night? Why would he be spying on me? I can't with Ludwig, I have to lose, and they’re going to believe him more than me; that's not fair. However, I'll pretend nothing happened, so I'd better go to my seat. There I try not to look at anyone, but I can feel how they are watching me; I don't like that very much. I think I've drawn enough attention already.

After a few moments, I get up and walk out of there. I can't take this anymore.

Bobby suddenly stops me. Maybe he wants me to sit down, but he strangely tells me something else

Bobby: do you want me to come with you?

I don't say anything, I just nod three or four times. He takes me by the shoulder and insists on walking with me. Behind me come Jr. and Lemmy.

Mykey: will you be okay, Larry?

I turn a little looking at him and I indicate yes with my head. After that I go out with my little brothers and friend.

They walk me to the hallway that leads to our rooms. I lean on the rail as I raise my head and gaze at the gray clouds. Seeing that depressing sky makes me feel worse.

Suddenly I feel that a hand is placed on my left shoulder, so I look in that direction; it’s about Bobby, who was giving me a warm smile. On the other hand, Jr. was on my right. I felt that he was looking at me, but not in a mocking tone, but with a sincere smile, to which I look at him and he gives me a thumbs up, just like Lemmy, who was next to Bowsy. I didn't stop feeling bad, I wanted to cry, but I also didn't want my brothers and especially Bobby to see me so pathetic. I try to distract my mind seeing the landscape, all gray. That doesn't help but for now I'll try to calm down. }}

MYKEY

{{ Ok, that whole situation has gotten weird. I didn't think Ludwig would say that to his own brother. I hope he didn't mean it so seriously and it was more of an excuse. I was quite surprised by that attitude.

I gave some cookies to Ludwig, who was having a coffee and toast. He looks at me doubtfully

Mykey: What's wrong, Ludwig? (I look at him carefully)

Ludwig: N–Nothing, it's just that I'm surprised that you give me something…

Mykey: I like to share. Also, there is nothing better than something sweet to start the day, don't you think?

Ludwig: I appreciate the gesture, but I'm not a big fan of sweets, it gives me cavities.

Wow, his attitude has changed over the years. How I wish I could talk to him more openly, but for now I must be patient. I better change the subject.

Mykey: and… enjoying this rainy day?

He doesn't tell me anything, so I look away trying to divert my attention from what happened. I guess I couldn't say anything more interesting, although I don't want to overwhelm you with questions. However, surprisingly, he makes a very different comment to what he was saying, without making much eye contact.

Ludwig: I know what you must be thinking, that I shouldn't have said that...

He said it while he drank his coffee at the same time that he had a little lost sight

Mykey: Yes, more or less... the situation was somewhat tense

He sighs and continues.

Ludwig: Well, he asked for it. I don't know why he says things that aren't.

Mykey: have you always argued with him?

Ludwig: many times, we have practically nothing in common

When I heard that I put my hands around the cup in which I was serving me, as if I were warming my hands, and I was somewhat thoughtful. After a few moments I say something to my coffee companion.

Mykey: well, I hope you guys reconcile at some point. I really thought this was all an accident

Ludwig: why do you say that? (he tells me something confused and looking at me)

Mykey: because... I don't think you pushed him, not on purpose at least

I take a sip and then I look at Ludwig, who looked somewhat surprised and slightly open-mouthed at what I just said and I add:

Mykey: you looked very worried yesterday and... well... when I talked a little with Larry he told me the same thing as you, but he doubted it, that's why I felt that something didn't fit with all this

Then he looks at his own cup and I keep commenting, taking my eyes off him a bit.

Mykey: but hey, if you say you did it, then it's like that

For some reason, Ludwig didn't seem to argue, he kept quiet while he finished eating. I sincerely feel that he is not telling me the truth; I can see it in his eyes and in his mouth. Something that hasn't changed about him is that every time he lies, or isn't sure, his lower lip moves around his front tooth, as if he wanted to bite himself; which leaves me with the following question: why would he want to pass himself off as someone bad? I mean, we Koopas have our share of evil for being part dragon, but it's different because they're brothers. This is weird, very weird. Surely something must be happening to him but he doesn't want to say it, maybe because no one believes him or maybe it's… because he doesn't feel confident.

After a few moments, Ludwig gets up from his place and leaves what he occupied in its respective place, to then stare at me for a few moments and then walk towards the exit. While there he stopped and told me

Ludwig: you know what? Larry's not going to change no matter how hard you try. If you feel sorry for him, you will have fallen into his trap. There you will see what you do

He says that as he walks out of the dining room. I kept thinking about what he said.

By the way, Mr. Kamek told me that Mr. Bowser had to go out for a meeting with the Mushroom Kingdom and while he had to attend to some business in the forest, collecting some ingredients that only grow with the rain. I hope they are doing well, I miss them so much here. On the other hand, I'm a little worried about little Larry, despite what Ludwig said.

When I finished eating breakfast and tidying up the dishes, I leave the dining room and go to where the boys were, who were near the main balcony, all leaning on the railing. I hid for a bit near a nearby pillar and watched if no one was coming. In that I pay attention to the words of the boys.

I don't really like eavesdropping, I know it's not right but I was worrying about Larry, I didn't like how he was treated recently. Luckily no one was around and I could hear more or less clearly what the boys were talking about.

Larry: (…) and that's why I asked him that question. I didn't think it would happen, but deep down I knew it was so

Larry said, looking at the void from the railing, who by the way was supporting his face with his hand. He seemed kind of sad, or at least that's how I heard him, because he had his back to me, just like the boys.

Lemmy: well... you may not believe me, but I've thought about it at times too. And that's why he calls me: "dwarf"

Jr.: He called me “fool” for not knowing math. I also felt hate for him

Bobby: Too bad! I guess that kind of thing bothers them a lot

The three brothers nod at the same time.

Larry: You don't have an idea, my dear friend. He has told me more than once that I am a "lost case" (sighs) now I want to be able to play video games and unleash all my energy, but I can't...

I was looking closely at the boys and noticed that Bobby put his hand on his shoulder while he looked at him with some compassion, to which Larry looked at him and said

Larry: what if…we played video games?

Jr.: b-but Larry, you have to rest your arm

Larry: I know, but I was referring to you. I would like to see them play; you have fun, right?

Bobby seemed to look at him with some concern, but Larry insists and they go to his room together, including Bowsy and Lemmy. It's nice that Larry wants to spend time with his gang; however there is something that doesn't leave me alone with the tone of his words.

For now I'll leave him alone. It looks like he wants to have a good time; I don't want to disturb him. However, there was something that stopped me. Just then a door opens and I hide again. It was Morton, who is heading my way. This cute Koopa was eating some cookies; they were the same ones that Iggy and Wendy had, so I guess they were the ones for breakfast.

The dark-skinned Koopa notices me, and I, before that, covered my eyes with my hands, like I was playing peekaboo. I stealthily look through my fingers to see if it worked, but apparently not, so Morton greets me waving his right hand, revealing my eyes.

Morton: WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE, FRIEND?

Mykey: It's just...

At that Larry's room opens and I grab Morton and we both hide, gently covering the little boy's mouth, which I notice is a bit big, no offense.

Who was coming out was Larry. He looked somewhat smiling when he left, but little by little he started to get a little... sad?

On the other hand, I feel that something is moving next to me; it was Morton, who flapped a little. When I remembered him, I let go and apologized with that, while Morton took a deep breath.

As Larry gets to our side, he freaks out a bit. I think that he was not expected someone to be around

Larry: oh, you guys! What are they doing there?

He had caught me, did he realize? I hope not }}

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#fanfic #mykey koopa #bobby koopa #Larry Koopa #Ludwig Von Koopa #Lemmy Koopa #bowser jr #morton koopa jr #english #hate #brotherhood

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meatmutt-sfw · 2 years

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wii bowling w/ them | slashers

praying no ones done this before so i dont seem like a copy cat ᴖᴥᴖ also i wrote this in like 30 mins just bc so

pairing(s): bo sinclair X reader, brahms heelshire X reader, jason vorhees X reader, michael myers X reader, thomas hewitt X reader, billy loomis & stu macher X reader, chop top sawyer & nubbins sawyer X reader

warning(s): swearing

— bo : catch him about to snap if he misses a spare or gets all but one pin

✰ he grips the remote so hard his hands sweat so hopefully you aren’t having to share a remote with him while doing this

✰ if you suggest giving up he’ll immediately tell you no and continue to get angry

✰ when he gets a strike he’ll yell something along the lines of, “fuck yeah,” or, “I knew I had it in me.”

— brahms : cries if you beat him or he’s losing

✰ if you score better than him in the first frame just be prepared

✰ literally will curl into a ball in the corner and won’t come out till you agree to play again (where you pretend to have gotten worse just to get him over the meltdown)

✰ if he still somehow manages to lose the second time around he tells you he’s never doing that again and goes into the walls for a few days because he’s upset

— jason : actually really good and neither of you were expecting it

✰ probably one of the only ones to give you a challenge

✰ if you get excited when he gets a strike or spare he’ll hug you out of confusion tbh he doesn’t get why you’re excited

✰ will probably suggest another game or to play something else with you since he’s having fun

— michael : doesn’t use the safety strap so he throws the remote at least five times if not six (sometimes on purpose)

✰ he absolutely does not wanna do this; he’d be content watching you play

✰ if he somehow gets a strike after letting go of the remote while throwing the ball, he’ll silently look at you with a, “what now?” sort of look

✰ if he starts getting annoyed that’s when he’ll throw the remote purposely so maybe there’s a chance you’ll dismiss him

— thomas : he’s just confused man

✰ he tries, he tries his hardest since you wanted to do this with him

✰ definitely not good at this at all; doesn’t get that the movement on the ball is based on the way his hand moves but if he manages to get a strike, he’s excited and so are you

✰ if you have to share a remote with him, you have to wipe it off cause his hands sweat horridly when he’s nervous (you tell him it’s okay tho)

— billy & stu : like the twins by focusing on one another but probably get too busy bickering to realize they’re losing

✰ they’re more focused on who’s winning the little insult match tbh (they get distracted by like third frame)

✰ you may have to pause the game to pry billy off stu and stop them from strangling each other or hitting one another with the wii remotes

✰ separately, they’re extremely competitive and aren’t as violent unless you’re violent with them first then it’s on

— chop-top & nubbins : you’re tossed to the side; it’s a fight to the death between them

✰ they’ve definitely played this many many times before so even if you’re pretty good at it they’re still gonna beat your ass

✰ if you somehow manage to get ahead nubbins’ll take the batteries from the remote so you can’t play the next time

✰ if you play them separately, they’ll put up a good fight and in the end will probably win

other slasher works.

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yulin-pop · 2 years

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⤷ ✧ Play along

- order 32 | Headcanons | Deuce, Kalim, Silver

Gender neutral

Note: so sorry about the lack of content! I’m having more personal issues but I’ll try my best to write when I can!

Deuce Spade

His appearance is a lot less intimidating than he used to be. Doesn’t mean he can’t get pretty scary sometimes. He noticed in some classes, you seem pretty bothered. He speaks to you and you’re a bit glum.

He asks you what’s wrong but naturally you don’t explain and just say you’re not having a good day. That behavior lasted on for two weeks and worried him out of his mind. Is someone bullying you?!

He didn’t exactly get answers until he was carrying some materials to another class, it was a break in between classes so there we students waiting around.

“C’mere! You gotta tell me!”

“Leave me alone.” You firmly said and get his hold on you didn’t loosen.

Deuce dropped whatever he was doing and looked over at you as you tried to shake off this guy. He recognized him immediately, he had a few classes with him.

You looked pretty annoyed and even a bit scared. He wasn’t sure how to approach this, he would’ve just punched the guy but he can’t do that here…

“D-Deuce!” You called as you slipped away and you clung to him. You rested your head against him and he instinctively put his arms around you. “We have next class together. Let me help you…!” You quickly picked up what he had dropped and dragged him forward.

“Oh! I’ll help!” The guy quickly suggested, you stared fearfully before giving Deuce a quick hug, but in that small amount of time you were able to whisper.

“Play along…”

Deuce snapped his head in that direction and glared. “How about you just scram— leave. You have class across campus so it’s best you make your way there now.” Deuce harshly said.

He bit back his words with an annoyed expression and groaned. “I don’t know what I even did.” But, he walked off nonetheless.

Deuce led you away to Crewel’s classroom and dropped it off at the front. “Thanks for that Deuce. He’s been… bothering me none stop lately…” You confessed.

Deuce clapped his hands to get the dust off as he tilted his head with curiosity. “He’s been bothering you? How so..!?”

“Deuce— calm yourself. Uh but he’s sort of been all up on me, grabbing me, hugging me, or just asking for a… kiss.” You grimaced at the memory.

Deuce was stunned for a moment. He should’ve noticed sooner and maybe then he could’ve done something.

“Which is why I’d like to ask you for a favor! C-Could you stick around me as much as possible?”

He accepted your request for that and Deuce could be seen with you 24/7 after that. Even after school when he couldn’t bother you, he stuck around you.

There would be times where you would cling onto Deuce just to shoo him off. Deuce never failed to get flustered. But he didn’t exactly understand why. With anyone else he would be fine with it. But recently, he’s been getting nervous around you. There’s been this urge to really assure he won’t bother you..

“Deuce…~ Let’s go!” You said while grabbing onto his arm happily.

“Eh? Again? MC, are you mad at me?” He asked while pulling you away from Deuce. You sent a pleading look to Deuce as you yanked away your arm.

You were torn away from him by Deuce with an expression you just couldn’t read. He cupped your cheeks and leaned forward.

He was off center and you could feel his hands shaking, he tensed up as you put your hand over his.

By the time you two pulled away from each other, he was left flabbergasted and regret.

“W-wait… You two are in that sort of relationship?” He asked slowly.

“Yeah, now beat it!” Deuce shouted while pulling you behind him.

Kalim Al Asim

He’s a rather stand up guy. He can get along with anyone as long as they bother to interact with him. He’s not the best at reading the mood but he couldn’t ignore how off you seemed. You responded cheerfully but your responses were off.

You brushed off the question. As much as Kalim cared, he didn’t want to sadden your mood anymore than it already was. He couldn’t exactly pin point what affected your mood like this.

“Why can’t I hug you? You let Ace and Epel!”

“Lay off, will you?” You answered without humor as you moved away from him.

You spotted Kalim in the corner and without a small bit of doubt, you leaned towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Oh, Kalim! I heard you’re having a study hall at Scarabia? I need help with some memorization so can I join in?” You sweetly said while staring into his deep, red eyes.

“Sure thing!” He happily responded. “Who’s that guy?” He pointed out the guy that one by your side, he stood there with a mischievous grin.

You dropped your smile as you looked back at him. “No one important…”

“Hey! Don’t treat me like that, we’re friends!” He claimed while pointing at you.

You took Kalim by the hand and led him away, Kalim was a pretty fast runner so you two easily out ran the guy.

Kalim questioned why you ran away. You pitifully explained your situation, how he keeps bothering you.

“Why don’t you just tell him to stop? I can do that for you if you want!”

“Kalim, he doesn’t really listen to anyone. It’s… weird.” He could sense the discomfort in your voice.

You two made a deal that he’d protect you when he was near. Kalim didn’t seem reliable in this situation but it turns out he’s good at defending you. He would hide you behind his back and talk him down, eventually making him leave.

But even then, it was bothersome that he just never quit. Kalim told him you didn’t harbor the same feelings and yet he kept coming back. You felt bad to burden him.

“Ah… One chance! I promise it’ll be amazing!” He pleaded while bowing.

“How many times have I said no?”

It appears that he caught you at a time where Kalim isn’t there. Right before Kalim was about to leap to rescue, he thought about all the previous unsuccessful attempts to get him to back off.

He has the perfect idea! Hopefully you don’t mind…

“MC! This is where you were. Remember, we were supposed to have dinner with my ma and pa. They’ve been dying to meet you, they wanna know what their future-in-law is like!” Kalim confidently said while tugging you away.

“In law…? H-Hold up! I had no clue!” The said while backing away and waving his hands.

“I’m surprised you haven’t taken a hint earlier.” Kalim bluntly responded, “I thought it’s obvious that we’re dating!”

Kalim put his arm around you and you smiled while nodding. You sweatdropped as you went along with whatever wild story he was making up.

Silver

Silver is a trained knight, he knows courteous since it’s been drilled into his head since Lilia wanted him to grow up being a good man. He’s a bit hard to approach with his sharp gaze but after getting to know him, his gaze gets progressively softer.

He noticed that you seemed to get a wave of relief when around him. You seem a bit exhausted or agitated after certain classes. It was so frequent it was predictable. He asked you what was wrong but you didn’t answer, saying it’s been a difficult class but it didn’t make complete sense.

“C’mon, didn’t you say I was cute?”

“N-no? When did I ever say that?” You walked with a guy clinging onto your arm. Silver raised an eyebrow as he spotted you. That whole interaction seemed pretty suspicious.

You two locked eyes and there was a fight to get over to him with strong tugs from the guy. Silver almost stepped in before you escaped his grasp and ran up to him.

“Let’s go.” You confidently said while gesturing to the left. With your back turned to the other guy, you pleaded with your eyes for Silver to comply.

“Sure, I’ll take you there..?” He said, with confusion. You grabbed his hand and led him away at a fast pace.

You made a sudden stop, he nearly crashed into you, you looked around before turning towards silver.

“Thank you, that dude has been on me non stop…”

“On you? What do you mean by that?”

You glared to the side in annoyance, “Just trying to cuddle me randomly, flirting with me, touching me weird—“

Silver made a sudden turn in the direction of where you two came from.

“Wait no Silver! Don’t hurt him or yell at him or anything. He doesn’t listen no matter what anyone does.” You stepped in front of him while explaining further.

“No, I’ll make him!” He said with determination and boldness.

“Can you just.. help me out when I need it. I need someone to control him when he’s being all weird.”

He agreed to do so and from then on, he was your personal bodyguard. It wasn’t unpleasant to have him around either. He was bashful when trying to help you. He didn’t want to grab you harshly but didn’t know how to get him off.

He was rather exhausted. He wondered how long you had put up with this guy. Silver was at a loss on how to make him stop.

He wanted to do this on his own but he was out of ideas, so he went to Lilia. Lilia’s suggestion was out of the question not ok but it could work. He just hopes you’ll understand!

He could hear footsteps down the hall when he saw him. You had your back turned to him so you weren’t aware yet. The hall was clear beside the three of you.

“I apologize in advance…”

“Huh?—“

He grabbed your waist with one arm and with the other, he held your cheek and pulled you forward while leaning in. He saw you about to open your mouth but his thumb pressed against your lips.

From behind you, a scream erupted from the guy.

“What the hell?!”

Silver raised his head and gave a stern stare.

“Leave us alone.”

#deuce spade x reader #kalim al asim x reader #silver twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #personal writings

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illegal-spiegel · 3 years

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Firsts w/ Kaoru

Pairing: Kaoru Hitachiin x gn!reader Genre: fluff Warnings: none

first meeting:

y’all met through, you guessed it, The Host Club

it wasn’t your idea to go

but Haruhi, poor, sweet, innocent Haruhi, was about to lose her marbles

she practically got onto her knees to beg you to keep her company

and what kind of friend would you be if you declined?

(you mainly just went because she bribed you with free tea and desserts)

when you showed up to Music Room #3, it was all that you were expecting and not at all what you were expecting at the same time

you eventually spotted Haruhi through all the people and eventually made your way over to her

the look on her face was almost comical

she bid her guests she was entertaining farewell and they left with watery eyes

you covered your mouth to hide your giggles as you took a seat on the soft couch across from her

“Thank god you showed up,” she groaned as she slumped back into her seat

you let your giggles out freely, studying her tired form

“Awe, is Haruhi tired of flirting?” you teased

she only grunted in response, closing her eyes and letting out a content sigh

you hummed in return, picking up a cookie that was on the table and started to munch on it

you two had a few minutes of silent peace before it was rudely interrupted

“Oh, Haruhi!” you hear two voices shout from behind you in unison

you swear you saw an irk mark appear on her forehead

you raise your brow and go to turn around to see who was causing her so much trouble just by saying two words when two people were suddenly leaning over the back of the couch you were sitting on

you looked to your left and saw a boy your and Haruhi’s age

you turned to the right and had to do a double-take when you saw the same face

‘these must be the infamous twins,’ you thought as you studied them

“What?” Haruhi groaned with dead eyes

you could see the smirks come onto the two boys’ faces

“What are you doing slacking off-” the one on the right started off

“-when you have a guest?” the left one finished you raised a brow at them as you pursed your lips

“She could ask you two the same thing? Why aren’t you tending to your guests?” you defended

the twins’ eyes widened as they turned to look at you, both silently studying you for a moment

“We got bored-”

“-so we came to see what Haruhi was doing.”

your brows furrowed as you look to the one on your left

“You just left your guests?”

Haruhi was the one to respond

“Kaoru probably ran out of fake tears,” she said with a smirk

the twins’ attention went back to her, the one on the right’s eyes widening

“Fake tears? My tears are real!” he defended

you took a mental note that the one on your right was Kaoru. Haruhi may have told you about them before but you were terrible with names

Haruhi only grunted in response before closing her eyes again

you saw their mouths open, ready to bother her some more

so, being the good friend you are, you quickly said something before they could

“Just leave her alone, okay? How about you entertain me?” you offered

from what Haruhi has told you, the twins liked to mess around with people. Whether it is playing pranks and tricks or just annoying them

so, you figured they’d happily take you up on the offer to ‘entertain’ you

as soon as you finished your sentence, a smirk was curling up on their lips

“Entertain you?”

“Why, we’d be honored!”

they ended up trying to actually do so at first, using their little brotherly love act

you quickly shut that down

once they realized you knew all their secrets, including Haruhi being a girl, there was a sudden shift in the way they acted towards you

they were more open suddenly

hanging out:

after meeting, he instantly took a liking to you

he and his brother wanted to become friends with you, mainly to annoy Haruhi

they hung out with you as much as you allowed them to, which was often so you could give Haruhi a break

it took a couple weeks for Kaoru to work up the nerve to ask you to hangout with him without his brother there as well

you were surprised when he asked you, to say the least

“Hey, would you wanna go to this museum with me? I somehow won free tickets in class and Hikaru doesn’t want to go. I, uh, know it sounds boring but—”

“I’d love to go with you, Kaoru,” you reassure with a big, warm smile

it was the first time he felt his heart do something weird in his chest

that weekend, you two went to the museum and honestly had a really good time

you two pretty much just wandered around and talked the entire time, which was several hours

he found it surprising and like a fresh breath of air at how easy it was to talk to you

he liked studying you when you would stare at something before you, your figure glowing under the big lights

he knew by the time you two left that he had feelings for you

first hug:

you two hugged for the first when he took you home from the museum, actually

his palms were sweating just from thinking of doing it

he tried to tell himself that it wasn’t a big deal but he was just so nervous

he opened the car door for you when you reached your house and even walked you to the door

“Thanks for today, Kaoru,” you say softly, giving him that radiant smile that he loves so much

“It was nothing. I’m just glad you agreed to go,” he admits with a small chuckle

you giggle in return and then you both go into silence

“Well, I’ll see you at school on Monday,” you say to break the silence

without another word, he quickly pulls you into the hug then

he hears and feels you gasp, your arms staying by your side for a moment before slowly wrapping back around him

“Yeah, see you on Monday,” he whispers, still holding onto you

you two hug each other a little longer than necessary but neither of you cared

when you finally did let go of each other, both of your faces were warm

“Goodnight, Kaoru,” you whisper a little breathlessly

“Goodnight, (Y/n),” he whispers back, finally stepping back to let you go inside

he walks back to his car and watches you unlock your door to make sure you get inside okay

he then finally leaves with a racing heart and a red face

first time holding hands:

after going to the museum together, you two slowly started to get closer

you texted more often, always called, hung out without Hikaru more, and so on

it didn’t take long for you to fall for him but you were unsure if he liked you back

well, that is until October came around

the boys decided they wanted to do a haunted house type thing for their monthly event

after Kyoya talked it over with the principal, the club got permission to do it and to have it held inside the entire school

Kyoya went all out too. He hired professional actors and businesses to scare in the school

the club held it during Halloween weekend, that way they could clean up all the props before Monday

the club made a killer with the amount of people that wanted to participate and walk through the ‘haunted’ school

on Sunday, after the ‘maze’ closed, the host club decided that they should be able to walk through it as well

that’s how you ended up partnered up with Kaoru to walk through together

you two went last out of all of the groups, both of your hearts racing as you two walked into your dark school

after the first jump scare, you two clung together before relaxing until the next scare

after a few scares, you two just ended up holding hands the whole way through

you honestly didn’t even really notice since you were too focused on what’s around the corner, what’s in that room, or what that sound was

but Kaoru’s entire focused was on your hand in his, the way your skin looked, the way it felt

when you came out the back main exit of the school though, you instantly noticed

you both shyly smiled as you let go, trying to ignore everyone’s teasing as you all started cleaning up

first date:

it wasn’t until mid-November that Kaoru asked you out on a date

you both were blushing like crazy as he stuttered out his date proposal and it was the most enduring thing you’ve ever seen

he asked you out, to which you instantly said yes to, but when you asked where you two would be going, he refused to tell you

he ended up taking you to a festival that was in town after you said that you didn’t want him wasting a lot of money on you

plus, he’s really competitive, so it’s fun to play games with him

you two tease each other back and forth the whole night, both of you winning a lot of games

he even won you a stuffed animal to which you playfully named it Hikaru

he ended up getting too much cotton candy and begged you to help him finish it

you two spent the entire day there and when the sun started to set, he dragged you onto the ferris wheel

it was very cliché but he kisses you at the top and you loved every second of it

when he drove you home, neither of you were ready for the night to end

so, you just ended up sitting in the car for hours just talking up a storm

when your first yawn is released, he does his best to ignore it but after the second time, he sighs and gives you a soft smile

“You should head inside. I’ll text you when I get home, okay?” he says quietly, secretly wishing he didn’t say anything when you start to pout

you rub at your eye though as you yawn again, slowly nodding your head

“Okay. Goodnight, Kaoru,” you whisper sweetly before hugging him

just before you get out of the car, you quickly peck his cheek before practically flying out of the vehicle

he chuckles at how flustered you are as you walk to the door of your home

he makes sure you get inside okay before driving back home

he sticks to his word and texts you when he arrives at home to which you both stayed up late texting each other because you didn’t want the mystical night to come to an end

first time giving a gift:

(we ain’t counting the stuffed animal (Hikaru) he gave you on your first date)

you two had been together for 3 months when Kaoru decided to get you something to celebrate

he asked all your friends along with all the people in the Host Club what they think you’d like

he got many ideas ranging from clothes to food

he wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to get you but he’d figure it should be something nice but ‘simple’

on the day of your 3 months together, he picks you up from your house and takes you on a date

you tried telling him that you two didn’t have to celebrate the 3 month mark, but he wasn’t having it

“You’re special to me and being together this long means a lot to me,” he said softly to you before kissing the back of your hand

he ends up taking you to a hill that looks over most of the town, a smile coming to your face when you see the view

“It’s beautiful,” you reply when he asks what you think

“Not as beautiful as you,” he teases, shooting you a wink before hauling the picnic basket over to the blanket he set down for you both

after setting everything up and getting comfy, you two dig into the food that he made

once you two have had your fill, you curl up together and watch the sunset

just before the sun completely sinks below the horizon, he pulls away from you a bit to reach into the basket

“Here,” is all he says as he offers you a rectangular box covered in velvet

you raise your brow up at him but gently take it from him and open it up

you jaw drops open a bit when you see what rests inside, your heart skipping a beat as your tummy fills with butterflies

“Oh, Kaoru...” you whisper breathlessly, staring down at the intricate necklace

“Do you like it?” he whispers, worriedly staring at your shocked face

“I, um, got it to represent our first date at the festival...” he continues when you don’t reply. “Sorry, I know it’s ugl—”

“No! No, I love it, Kaoru,” you quickly interrupt when he starts to backpedal. “Sorry, I just was thinking that it looks kind of expensive...”

“Well, ha, you see—”

“Kaoru, how much did you spend on this?”

he stays quiet for a moment, knowing how you’d react when he tells you

he finally pipes up when you give him the look™️

“It was, um, ¥43,687...”

“Kaoru Hitachiin!” you screech, fully turning to face him with a horrified expression

“What? It’s not that bad!” he shouts, his cheeks starting to warm for some reason

“Not that bad? Not that bad? You’re right. ¥43,687 is way worse than bad!”

he groans and rolls his eyes, taking the box from you and taking the necklace out

“Turn around.”

“No way! What if I break it? What if I lose it? What if—”

“What if zombies raised from the ground right now and killed me? Bam! Dead! Wouldn’t you want something to remember me by?” he teases with a smirk

it’s your turn to huff and roll your eyes now

“That would never happen.”

“Well, yours would never happen either,” he argues

“Yes it could!”

“We can go back and forth all day, sweetheart. We can never know the future and it’s best to just live in the present.”

When you don’t reply, he smiles at you and holds up the necklace

“You like it, right?”

“Well yes, but—“

“And you like me, right?”

“Kaoru—”

“Do you?”

“Yes! But, Kaoru—”

“Then put it on!”

you two have a stare off before you give in, letting out a hefty sigh and turning to put your back to him

he slips the necklace onto you and your hand instantly goes to the ferris wheel pendant resting between your collar bones

“There. Ya see? That wasn’t so bad and you look even more beautiful than usual.”

your cheeks warm with the compliment as you spin around to face him again

“Shut up and kiss me,” you snap with a pout

he chuckles and leans forward to do just that

first “I love you”:

you both actually wanted to say this on your picnic date but both ended up chickening out since you both thought it was too soon

ever since then, you both have tried and failed to say it

when is the right time to say it? How long do you have to be dating for it to be okay? What if the other person wasn’t ready to say it back yet?

yeah, a lot of unnecessary worries and insecurities

it isn’t until it’s almost your sixth month anniversary that Kaoru finally works up the nerve to say it

he was planning a little get away vacation for you two during the summer

when you came over to his house one day to hangout, he first plays it cool

you two do the normal stuff whenever you two hangout, watch your show, makeout a little, make food, the works

after you two are done eating and go to continue watching your show, he stops you

“Hey, there’s something I want to show you.”

you raise your brow at this, wondering what he could want to show you

maybe a new show he wants to watch?

“Yeah?” you ask, watching him pull something out from between the couch cushions

he hands over an envelope to you with a smirk, making your brows furrow

a letter?

“Go on. Open it,” he says with a chuckle

you let out a short hum in reply and begin to open it up

you pull out two tickets to something, turning them around to look at the front

“Are these first class tickets to Italy?” you ask, your voice trembling a bit

“Yeah! I figured it was about time we went somewhere together!”

you shake your head and offer the tickets back to him, feeling as if you’re going to be sick

“Kaoru, no. This is too much. I don’t need to go somewhere far or fancy or expensive to have fun with you,” you force out with wide eyes

he frowns at your words, refusing to take the tickets out of your shaky hands

“What? (Y/n), this is an amazing opportunity! Besides, these tickets were for me and Hikaru to go with our mom to one of her fashion shows in Italy. Hikaru is grounded now though for that stunt he pulled in class and she asked if I’d like to take you instead,” he explains with a soft smile, bringing his hand to your free one to give it a squeeze

you relax a bit at this news, now knowing he didn’t waste thousands of yen on you

“Your mom offered?” He nods his head. “You’re sure she doesn’t mind me coming?”

“Of course not, baby. You haven’t been around her much since she works so often, but she really does like you. She wouldn’t have asked you to come if she didn’t want you there. Plus, she has to punish Hikaru somehow.”

you chuckle at that last part with a nod of your head

“Okay, fine. I’ll ask my parents about it and see if they’ll be okay with me going,” you agree

he lets out an excited squeal and surges towards you for a hug

“Yes! You’re the best! I love you!”

at the three words, you both freeze and stare at each other, both of your faces heating up to a dangerous degree

“Sorry, I, um, I d—”

“I love you too, Kaoru,” you rush out before he can take it back

his grin comes right back to his face before he kisses you passionately

first trip together:

turns out your parents were okay with you going since Kaoru’s mom will be there

when you three were on the plane, you and Kaoru leaned against each other the entire time

to keep you busy, you two watched your show and movies, played card games, played games with each other on your phones, and so on

when you all finally reach your destination, you’re exhausted but you instantly perk up when you reach your ride to your hotel

you climb into the limo and both you and your boyfriend ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ at the beautiful scenery

when you get to the hotel, his mother announces that Hikaru will share a bed with her while you get the other one. You don’t really mind since she’s paying for all this and you’re in Italy for crying out loud, but Kaoru whines and pouts for at least fifteen minutes

once you’re all in your jammies, you all practically pass out as soon as your heads hit the pillows

you three were there for two weeks and you and Kaoru had so many cute dates

you went hiking, rode on gondolas, went on tours, took cooking classes, saw a musical, visited ancient buildings, went to the beach and did lots of swimming (where Kaoru got burned), and lots more!

his mom even let you participate in her fashion show

she dressed you up in expensive clothing and pushed you to walk on the runway

you were nervous at first but eventually got into it the more claps and cheers (from Kaoru) you got

it was honestly some of the best days of your entire life

when it was the last day of being in Italy, Kaoru took you on your last date in the beautiful country

you both shared lots of ‘I love you’s followed by several kisses

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seiyasabi · 3 years

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Fixation

(This is a Yandere Yelena x Fem Reader story ;)) This takes place in a Modern AU outside of the anime, and I won’t justify my reasoning lmao

TW: Coercion, !Drugging!, Manipulation, !Noncon!, !Dubcon!, Daddy kink (ehehe), spanking, she’s a straight up Dom w her tall ass, kinda a meanie, degradation!, handcuffs!, use of sex toys!, Overstim!, size kink!, dumbification?, unwanted filming!, etc..

Proceed with caution! Sorry if this is too self indulgent lmao, when women (lesbians) talk to me, I become the biggest idiot to ever exist :)) )

Today wasn’t the best day to wear a skirt.

Begrudgingly smoothing down the lilac fabric of your skirt, you huff indignantly. All you wanted to do was look cute for your crush, Marco, but it seems that that was too much to ask for.

Your white sweater, at least, keeps you somewhat warm from the harsh wind. It’s tucked into the waistband of your high waisted skirt, and your thigh high socks push the fat of your cute thighs out slightly. The sound of your white sneakers against the pavement is drowned out by your classmates’ loud voices, and you’re seemingly unaware of a certain black-eyed glare.

Seeing your classroom come into view, you hurry inside, sliding into your lab assigned seat. Eyeing the dark haired male of your dreams, you can’t help but sigh pathetically at the fact that he hasn’t noticed you. Up until recently, the two of you were great friends-always hanging out and texting one another. But, the moment the both of you picked up this class, everything changed.

Hearing the seat next to you slide open, you glance up at your seatmate. Smiling up at the tall woman, you greet her kindly, “Hi, Lena! How’re you today?”

The Russian exchange student smirks down at you, as she plops onto the seat, “Good, now that you’re here.”

Laughing at her gruff words, you wave her off, “You always say that,” Zipping open your backpack, you pull out your class notes, “What’re you going to do this weekend?”

Her smirk widens, dark eyes gleaming, “Why? Asking me on a date?” You laugh once more, completely oblivious to her hopeful tone.

“You’re so funny, Lena,” Pulling out your pack of multicoloured pens, you start to set up for your class, “I just heard you speaking with Annie about ‘something big’ the other day, so I became curious.”

Not one to acknowledge boundaries, the blonde woman starts to play with your (hair/sweater), “I’m throwing a party, one you should come to,” Her tone leaves no room to negotiate, but you don’t really notice. Nodding, you smile up at her.

“Sounds fun! When is it and who’s going?” Her hand trails down to your thigh, fiddling with your sock. Brushing off your mild alarm at her ministrations, you justify her actions through your cultural differences.

“Tonight at eight. Annie and her friends should be there, same with Marco and a few others,” She name dropped the kind man on purpose, knowing your misguided infatuation with him. If only you knew how much of a pussy he is. All she did was threaten him once, and suddenly he stayed clear of you. It made her life easier, sure, but it annoyed her that he dropped you like a gutted fish. You’re too good for that.

Pulling out your phone, you pull up your calendar, showcasing that you have no plans this evening, “Okay, I can go!”

Her smirk grows wider than before, “Great,” Yelena’s accent seemingly grows thicker, her r rolling more harshly than before.

With that, class begins without a hitch; Yelena’s hand still glued to your perfect thigh.

Stepping out of your car, you readjust your new outfit. Keeping the thigh highs from earlier, you changed your lilac skirt for a black, body con one, along with a cropped, black long sleeve shirt that accentuates your cleavage.

Slamming your car door shut, you lock it with your key, before heading towards Yelena’s luxurious flat. You can hear low music and voices from her open top floor balcony, multiple shadows moving inside her home.

With a fast beating heart, you can’t help but hope that Marco will speak with you tonight. With that hope deep in your chest, you step inside the fancy building’s lobby. Approaching the front desk, you go to show them your ID, but are met with brightly smiling faces.

“Go on up to the tenth floor, (Your Name)! Yelena already told us that you’re coming!” Surprise overcomes your form. Why do they know you by appearance alone? You’ve never even been here before.

“Oh, okay! Thank you,” Deciding to ignore the weird situation at hand, you head towards the lift. Pressing the button, you wait a few moments, before stepping into the open lift doors. The sleek metal walls reflect your appearance back at you, whilst you press the pristine ‘10’ button. With a small beep, the lift begins to move, practically flying at top speed to the top floor.

Once at the tenth floor, the doors fly open, showing what looks to be a living room. You can’t help but gawk at the large flat displayed before you. Your classmate must be quite wealthy to afford a place like this.

You awkwardly make your way inside, and are immediately greeted by the party’s host, “Hey, (Your Name), welcome!” You’re side hugged by a buff arm, practically slammed into Yelena’s torso.

“Hey, thanks for having me!” You pat her back in an attempt to have her let you go, but instead, it seems to spur her on. She drags you towards a large L-shaped couch, which is filled by Annie, Reiner, and Bertholdt. A handful of others sit at her dining room table and kitchen counter, the open concept allowing everyone to see and speak to each other comfortably.

Reiner glances up from the story he’s telling Historia and Ymir, a grin painting his handsome features, “Whoa, that’s a new look for you, (Your Name)!”

Multiple eyes are suddenly glued to your now self conscious form, an uneasy smile on your face, “Hello, everyone.”

“Don’t get me wrong, you look great! It’s just really different from your normal, cute clothes,” People nod and agree with the large man, causing you to break out in a nervous sweat.

“Well, I hope I don’t look too bad,” You joke halfheartedly, “I just wanted to try something new.”

Yelena takes your appearance in, practically salivating. Whilst she does enjoy your usual clothing, this look fits you quite well.

“You look very nice,” Bertholdt reassures soothingly, patting the spot by him, “You can sit next to me, if you’d like.”

The short haired woman glued to your side reacts immediately, “No, the girl needs a drink,” Annie shoots her a knowing look, which she nods to in response. You’re practically ragdolled to the kitchen bar, as the conversation starts up once more. Once at the marble countertop, the large woman releases you in favour of pouring you a cup of spiked punch, “This is very good. Made it myself.”

You give her a bright smile, accepting the red solo cup, “Cool! I’m sure it’s delicious!” Bringing the cup to your (lipstick/chapstick/lipgloss) coated lips, you take a small sip. A burst of fruity goodness explodes on your tastebuds, making your eyes widen in surprise. You can’t taste a drop of alcohol in it, “Wow! This is really good!”

A proud grin overtakes her lips, as she nods her thanks, “Of course it is. I knew you were coming, after all,” You laugh in response, and take another sip of the red liquid.

“I see! Well, you have a very nice home!” The tall woman leans against the counter, holding herself up with an arm that goes behind your form.

“Thank you. It’s very spacious. I find myself lonely at times,” Her large, black eyes stare down at you, trying to send you a message through them alone.

“Oh, well, have you tried getting a roommate? Maybe the flat won’t be so empty,” She nods at your words.

“Yes, that’s a good idea. Would you be my roommate?” You laugh, thinking that she’s joking. Not bothering to look up, as you take another swig of your drink, you don’t see the somewhat hurt look on her face.

“That would be something! Not only are we seatmates, but we’re also roommates,” You giggle some more, taking more sips of your delicious drink, “But, your flat is a lot nicer than mine. I may take up on your offer.”

Looking up, you see her grin at you approvingly, “Yes, that would be nice,” What you don’t know is that her lease is almost up, making it so she has paperwork she needs to fill out. Paperwork that would look great with your co-sign on it.

Three drinks in, and you’re feeling a bit woozy. Typically, you’re not a lightweight, but it seems that you are tonight.

Leaning your upper body onto Yelena’s strong form, you laugh hysterically at something Reiner says, “Oh my God, you’re hilarious-” You cut yourself off with a snort, causing the entire room to laugh at your cute giggling.

The short haired woman you’re currently using as a pillow holds you tenderly, a pleased smile on her face. The stuff Annie gave her works very well.

“Man, if you weren’t Yelena’s girl, I would’ve cuffed you a semester ago!” Reiner roars wholeheartedly, slapping the leather couch below him.

In your cloudy mind, you barely understand the words he just said, “Haha, wha-?”

Pushing your head into her breasts, Yelena shushes you, “My poor baby is such a lightweight,” She and the others chuckle at that understatement, “I think it’s time to turn in for the night.”

Her civil way of kicking everyone out was enough, as everyone trickles out of her luxurious flat. Once the last person leaves, Yelena stands to her feet, scooping you up in her buff arms. She goes to her lift, pressing the lock input, she types in the lock code, not allowing anyone in or out of her home. Your high mind can barely comprehend what’s going on around you.

She hums an unknown tune, as she goes up her steps to her master bedroom. Kicking open the door, she flips on her bedroom light with her elbow, before shutting the door with her foot. Sauntering to her California King sized bed, she lays your drugged out form on her light grey coloured sheets.

“-Lena, wha-” Your head lulls to the side as you giggle uncontrollably, “-Are- are we dating?” She hums in response, starting to pull down your skirt.

“Yes, my Darling Girl,” She smooches your forehead, “We’ve been together since I moved here,” Pulling your skirt’s fabric down and off of your legs, she tosses it on the floor, exposing your pink panties.

“Bu-but, I like Marco,” You weakly attempt to push her grabby hands away from you, “I-I wan’ Marco!”

The feelings of disgust, envy, and fury overwhelm her all at once. How dare you! She’s always treated you so well, that spineless fucker doesn’t deserve anything from you! He especially doesn’t deserve your wonderful heart!

She says nothing, grabbing your blouse, and chucking it off of you. Your breasts jiggle at her ministrations, your bra just barely containing your tits. Seeing your almost bare, perfect body makes her pussy tingle, but her anger outweighs her arousal.

Settling on the bed, she grasps your boneless body, and pulls you over her knees. You’re still muttering and questioning the validity of your relationship, all whilst saying that horrible boy’s name, causing her to cup the fat of your ass and squeeze harshly.

“Baby, you know better than to say those horrible things. I love you very much, and it hurts to hear you say that.”

Your breasts, arms, and head rest over her left knee, as you try to look up at her stern face, “But-”

“No buts, you know what happens when you act like a brat,” She slaps your ass experimentally, earning a pained yelp. A small smirk covers her lips, and she hits your ass as hard as she can.

“‘M sorry! ‘M sorry! I didn’t mean it!” Your pleading is cute, so cute.

“I know you didn’t, Princess. But I have to remind you of your place,” She slams her hand down once more, jolting your entire body. A shrill cry leaves your lips, as you try to move off of her lap, but seemingly can’t find the strength to do so.

After five more smacks, the blonde pulls you onto her lap in a straddling position. One of her arms wraps around your top half, pushing your crying face into her neck. The other is wrapped around your waist, hand smoothing over your bruising ass, and playing with the hem of your panties.

“Don’t cry, Princess. You know I had to set you straight,” She coos, “Your stupid, little brain is far too gone to understand at the moment, but you will once you sober up. So, for now, let your Daddy make you feel good.”

You mutter nonsensical words in between your sobs, but the large woman isn’t put off. After she’s done with you, you’ll never think of that freckled fuck ever again. At least, you won’t unless you want him dead.

Wrestling your pliant body to the mattress once more, she leaves you on the bed by yourself, before rolling onto the left side. Opening the top drawer of her nightstand, she pulls out a pair of handcuffs, a battery powered hitachi wand, duct tape, and a small bottle of lube. Setting them on the bed by your writhing form, she quickly makes her way back to you.

“Shh, it’s alright, Princess. I’m right here,” Yelena reaches under you, fiddling with your bra’s hooks until it pops open, allowing her to slide your useless arms out of the garment. Tossing it aside, she sucks in a deep breath, enjoying the view of your plush chest. Experimentally, she pinches your right nipple, relishing the small moan you let out at the feeling. Gripping the handcuffs next to you, she feeds your dainty wrists through the opening, popping the pink, plush cuffs on tightly. Happy with the result, she continues her endeavour.

Moving farther down your body, she leaves your socks on, loving how your thigh fat squishes up a bit. Grabbing the hem of your cute, pink panties, she pushes them off of you, exposing your pretty cunny. It separates from you with a small string of slick, filling Yel with a sense of satisfaction. You’re her perfect pain slut, aren’t you?

Pushing on your pliant legs open, she smiles happily down at you, dark eyes blown wide open, “Awe, is your slutty pussy wet for me?”

You shake your head rapidly, disorienting yourself more than before, “Nu-no! It’s not!” She clicks her tongue teasingly, her smile growing wider than before.

“Don’t lie to me, Princess. Now I have to punish you once more,” Forcing your legs open, she holds them down with her own, straddling your waist. Her large form easily overpowers you, as she grabs the blue hitachi wand, and flips it on to the highest setting. Pushing it against your clit with a swift motion, your entire body jolts at the sudden stimulation. A loud whine leaves your lips, as you try to buck it off of your sensitive cunny.

“Puh-please! Take it off! It’s too much!” Yelena snickers in delight, ignoring your pleading. Grabbing the duct tape from beside you, she rips off a few long strips, before smacking them onto your skin and the vibrator, effectively keeping it attached to you.

Your moans and whimpers continue to grow louder and louder, as you try your best not to cum. You bite your lips in the hopes of stifling yourself, but it does little to help. If anything, it just spurs the large woman on.

“Go on, cum for me, cum for Daddy,” You shake your head, a few keens falling from your mouth, as she watches in awe at the way your cunny leaks and clenches around nothing.

Your toes curl in ecstasy as you cum, a loud whine escaping you. A gush of your orgasm flows from you, wetting the blonde woman and the mattress below. Two long, slender fingers prod at your slick pussy, forcing themselves inside your sensitive walls.

“Good Girl, You’re so Good for me,” They Start to move in a ‘come hither’ motion, hitting your g-spot repeatedly with how long her fingers are.

“Too much! Too much!” You cry, as she quickly brings you over the edge once more.

More slick sprays from your cunny, as overstimulation begins to set in. Yelena captures your lips with hers, thrusting her tongue into your mouth. The kiss is wet and hot, as she grips at your plush chest.

“No, no it’s not, Baby. It’s not enough,” Fumbling with her fly, she releases the strap she’s been wearing all night. In all honesty, she’s surprised that you hadn’t noticed the bulge or felt it underneath your ass earlier. It’s a good ten inches in length, and around 5.5 inches of girth.

It is pretty intimidating for most, but due to your fucked out stupor, it should feel amazing for you. Grabbing the lube, she squeezes a small amount onto the silicone cock, smoothing it over the toy in sync with her fingers pumping inside of you.

Deeming the toy and your cunny ready, she makes the next move. Sliding off of your numb legs, she stands to her feet, towering over you in all of her glory. Hefting you up and off of the mattress, she quickly punched your back against her pristine, white wall. Forcing your arms around the back of her head, she continues to kiss your drooly mouth vigorously.

Wrapping your legs around her slender waist, her large leg muscles and arms work to hold you up. Guiding your dripping cunny over the tip of her strap, she slowly sinks you onto it.

A keen of both surprise and pleasure rips out of your throat, as you grip onto her short, blonde locks. Giggling, she bucks her hips into yours sharply, causing you to orgasm on the spot. The vibrator and her strap on feels like heaven.

Throwing your head back in bliss, you feel your arousal drip onto her dress pants, creating even more wet spots than before. Separating from your lips, she grins down at you.

“Look at you, dirty Girl,” She spanks your ass harshly with one hand, as she continues a hardcore pace. The tip of the silicone cock batters against your cervix, causing you to cry out in both pleasure and pain, “You love it when Daddy ruins your pussy, don’t you?”

Too fucked out to think properly, you nod your head vigorously, “Uh-huh! Uh-huh! I love Daddy’s cock!” She kisses your cheek tenderly, not stopping her thrusts for even a moment. Moving her lips down your vulnerable neck, she starts to suck the tender skin, leaving dark love marks on your pretty skin.

“Mmm, good Princess! Since you’re such a good girl, I think you deserve a treat. Do you want a treat? Does your dumb little mind even understand what I’m saying?” You nod once again, eyes teary and pleading.

“Yes! Yes! I want a treat, please, Daddy!” Smirking against your skin, she reaches into her pocket from around your thigh.

“Since you asked so nicely-“ She presses the injector lever, shooting a large load of fake cum into your gummy, needy pussy. You cum almost immediately, this clearly being the biggest orgasm of the night, as you practically convulse and squirt a geyser of cum all over the place, “I think you deserve Daddy’s cum inside you.”

You practically sob at the overstimulation and the feeling of being so full, “Thank you! Thank you, Daddy!” You kiss her of your own volition, surprising the large woman. Her heart warms, loving how you’ve become so submissive.

Cradling you’re form to her muscular body, she saunters back towards the bed, pushing any other objects off and into the night side table.

Placing you on the now dry sheets, she quickly flicks off the vibrator still taped to your clit, before placing it on the table beside her. Plucking off the duct tape, she then takes off your handcuffs, effectively freeing you. Instead of moving away from the woman, you lay there tiredly, no longer processing the situation.

Sighing in content, Yelena grabs a hand towel from the drawer she keeps her sex toys in, and wrestles it under your hips. Smiling, she removes the strap from inside of you, enjoying the sight of the fake cum flooding out of you.

Laying next to you, she pulls your head into her chest, curling around you as if she were a safety blanket.

“You did well, Princess,” You don’t say anything, snuggling into her warmth, “Go to sleep, tomorrow we’ll announce our official status, okay?”

An slurred ‘Okie’ is heard, before you slip into unconsciousness. Cupping your face in appreciation, her dark eyes glance in the direction of a small green light coming from her video camera.

Now you’ll have to date her; after all, you wouldn’t want your sex tape to get out, would you?

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atsumuahh · 3 years

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“ SECRET LOVER ” dreamwastaken

characters !

dreamwastaken, wilbur’s twin!reader, technoblade, philza, tommyinnit, wilbur soot, karl, sapnap, georgenotfound, drista, tubbo.

summary !

when reader chooses the dsmp high everything seems to be great, but things gets complicated when her brand new crush turns out to be her oldest brother’s rival. it gets even more complicated when he asks her out.

warnings !

swear words, usage of dream’s real name

notes !

dream as a football team captain rent free in my head... and i’m also sorry that it took me so long to write… its almost 3k words and not proofread!

taglist !

@wilczachannn

it was easy to assume that you had been in your brothers’ shadows. techno, wilbur and tommy were talented, football players with great, great achievements. the only thing you wanted was a big change in your life, so when you graduated from the middle school and it came up to making a big decision on choosing high school, you chose the dsmp high – school located an hour away from your house.

you remember your first day at school. the day started awfully. tommy woke you up with a loud yell at – as you rightly guessed – wilbur, who stole his phone and texted to his crush. it turned out that you had twenty minutes left to get ready and leave for bus and not be late. well... you were late on the bus, but thankfully your dad promised he’ll drop you off at school.

phil couldn’t be more proud of you. for real, he knew how hard it was for you to choose different school from techno, wilbur and tommy (everyone know he’ll go after his brothers). you were miserable through your whole middle school, because no one ever noticed you as your own person, only as wilbur’s twin sister, techno’s younger sibling or the only sister of tommy. it cause you to slowly losing yourself and becoming a female version of your brothers. so when you spoke to him about the idea of the dsmp high, he couldn’t get happier.

fortunately, dad dropped you off fifteen minutes before your first period started. wandering around the new school, looking for people you had classes with. you looked at your phone and accidentally bumped into a tall, dirty blonde guy with painted nails and purple sweater.

“oh no- i’m so sorry!” he spoke kind of afraid he might hurt you. “you alright?” a worried ask left his mouth as he put a hand on your shoulder.

it turned out that his name is karl and you took same classes as him. well in fact the boy seemed to be pretty nice, chill and funny. you two were on your way to the biology class and jokes were in the air. you felt so delightful that you messaged wilbur and techno a small text saying you just made your first friend. as no one responded you hid your phone.

“don’t worry, bestie.” he beamed at you. “i’ll meet you with my other friends, if that’s okay. they’ll love you and you won’t have to worry about making ones!” karl whispered into your ear and you couldn’t hide a soft smile that formed on your face.

as he said, he did. it was your lunch pause so he led you to the cafeteria. the idea of sitting at the table with people you didn’t know was.. terrifying but at the same time, so exiting. you felt like your heart skipped a beat when a guy called dream showed up with his best friends george and sapnp.

he was so handsome that you couldn’t take your eyes off him. looking at him was just so pleasing that you were kinda mad that he was karl’s friend so you couldn’t really sigh over him. surprisingly, he turned out to be a nice guy as well. you expected dream to be a completely jerk and an arsehole, but well you started to feel like you’d fall for him.

well… you were right. you fell for clay so deeply that just being around him was… stressing you out. he always cared about you, through your whole freshman year he was so cute and it was hard not to fall.

sophomore year started in a very… unexpected way. you hadn’t seen your friends in weeks, because you have lived so far away, but it didn’t make your brand new friends group to fall apart. you wouldn’t be so surprised if they organized a meet after classes but… well it was a meet, but only with clay. in a shortcut – he took you on a date.

“i missed you so much, y/n/n” he smiled as he shyly took your hand and intertwined your fingers with his. a small, timid smile formed on your blushed face. “fuck… i like you, i have a huge ass crush on you, okay? i-i just don’t wanna mess up our friendship… so please tell me if you don’t feel same” clay spoke with shaking voice, not giving you a sight.

maybe it was the adrenaline that boosted you up, or your inner self just wanted to do it, but as his confession ended, your lips gentlt pressed his. clay was… well shocked is a good word, clay was shocked, but he pulled you in even closer and that’s how you ended up making out in the park.

you were thrilled to the gills and you almost told your brothers about clay. almost, because you heard techno’s talking about a match against the dsmp high. well it wouldn’t be such a big thing if you hadn’t heard dream, and well oh well. words weren’t too nice.

“hi… are you free?” you said softly, sitting on your bed. you were frightened – what if they don’t like each other? what if… wilbur and tommy also don’t like him? “you know techno, right? technoblade minecraft?” a quiet ask left your mouth as you sat under the tree in your yard.

“yes, unfortunately.” his response made you thought that you had annoyed him. “wait, why you’re asking? did he hurt you or something?” dream didn’t let you answer as he added i’m gon’ kill him under his breathe.

“noo, don’t worry” you clutched your head and sighed. “he’s… my brother, older brother, actually”. silence between you two were clearly killing you, but you couldn’t be one to break it. he had to say something.

“oh my fuck” you heard his shocked voice and chuckled in response. “it doesn’t matter. you’re the one i fell in love with, not he. i know you’re worried, but everything will be alright.”.

“i hope so” his laughter calmed you. “i’ll call you later so we can fall asleep on call okay? dinner’s ready”.

”it’s kinda forbidden love, isn’t it?” george laughed as he wrapped his arm around you with a cute smile. brown haired boy was waiting along with you at your whole friends’ group. “y’know… techno is your brother and also a rival of your boyfriend… it’s exciting”.

you almost gasped at his words. it felt so silly and people would probably find it meaningless, but you couldn’t hide a smile that appeared on your face. he didn’t say techno’s sister like everyone from the middle school would say, george said that he’s your brother.

“as long as i love her, nothing else really matters to me” clay’s voice was so sweet that you almost melted under it. he was right, there’s no reason to overthink – you love him and it’s the only thing that matters.

“yeah, you should definitely tell him that at the match on saturday.” oh my fucking god, a match. the elimination match between the dsmp high and the lmanburg high. you were completely between a rock and a hard place.

“fuck, i forgot about it.” wrapping his arms around your body, dream felt how stressed you began to get. he also felt when your body unwittingly started to shake. “he’ll hate me, so will wilbur and tommy.”

“aren’t they already hating you? like- you barely talk to them at home, so… what’s the problem?” sapnap asked shrugging. well, he was right – techno lost his interest in talking to you and unfortunately wilbur and tommy took their cue from him, and the only person you had talked to was your dad.

“you’re coming to our match, right?” karl asked with a nervous smile forming on his face. it was his first match ever on the team – you couldn’t not be there. “it doesn’t who will you cheer for, just be there, okay?”

“karl, of course i will be there” you smiled at him, trying to hide your increasing stress that almost made you pass out. “please win this, okay? it’d be too hard to look at your miserable faces.”

tommy had always been your favorite of them all. as a child he wouldn’t let you go and sometimes it was obviously burdensome, but you loved it. you loved how he cared and now you missed it. he wanted, but he couldn’t talk to you, techno and wilbur would be pissed if he did.

he wondered about telling you how well he made friends in high school along with tubbo. about all of the funny jokes he made. he just wanted to be a teenager that shares cool memories with his older sister, but for now his brothers were too proud to apologize.

“wil, are you sure we should do that?” he asked, uneasiness appearing on his pale face. he genuinely missed his big sister that always helped him with his homework, with choosing cool outfits to impress girls, helped him, when he argued with tubbo. “she looks so miserable. even dad is worried!”

“we have nothing to do with her miserableness. she left us first. now, she can go and fuck herself” wilbur had never acted lke that before, so surprised tommy just frowned at him and shook his head in hopelessness. something was off and he would like to know what. to repair it.

his stomach rambled and it was time for a snack. tommy was about to came in, but he heard a bit of a conversation between philza and his only daughter.

“yeah, they do kinda hate me” she shrugged, not letting her tears fall. “uhm… clay proposed that i could stay at his. you know, dad. until… they start talking to me again.” long sigh left her mouth as she clutched her head in hands, right before he noticed tears. tommy couldn’t do more, so he got back to his room not letting anyone in later that evening.

it’d be a lie if someone said that tommy wasn’t stressed out. his first game was in a few minutes and his sister was nowhere to be found. “she has better things to do, i disappointed her - i shouldn’t be so shocked.”

when he saw her, he felt relieved. she was there to support him in his first game in high school ever, but as he watched her, slowly drifting away, looking for someone different in the crowd of people, he was hurt.

“i can’t believe you really choose to avoid the affection from dream for today, because your brothers are here. you should fuck them three” sapnap laughed, looking over your shoulder at tommy. “two. he looks hurt as well as you.” you know he was, but he didn’t do anything because the pressure techno and wilbur put on him, was killing him inside.

“y/n you came!” karl cried out, running towards you and sapnap. he hugged you tight and smiled softly, giggling noiselessly. “did y/n’s brothers saw it? i was literally her ride.”

“excuse me, you did that on purpose?” george laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. you joined him, but you stopped when you saw tommy’s upset, frightened face. it wasn’t only karl’s first game – it was tommy’s as well.

“i gotta talk to him” you sighed exhausted of the whole drama around you and your brothers. or just around you, wilbur and techno. your little brother had nothing to do with it. “tommy, hi” you started a bit nervous, feeling the tension betweet you two. and firstly, you thought he will just go away, but you gasped as he hugged you tight.

“i missed you so much” he whispered so anyone could hear but you. soft smile showed up on his face, making it way more brighter. “thanks for coming here, i know it’s rought between you and wil. he’s kinda mad but everything will be fine, i know that.” you wrapped arms around his torso and smiled widely.

“you’ve got this, okay tommy?” you brushed his hair. in response you got a growl and loud laugh after. “if you win or if you lose, it doesn’t matter, because i will still love you, but i’ve gotta go back to my friends.” you beamed and left tommy as soon as you saw wilbur storming towards you.

me: can’t wait to see you on the field :)

you felt like melting, when dream looked at you with his happy, excited face. you were so proud of him – he was the captain of the school football team and it was known that he has a sport scholarship. despite your brothers’ presence, you planned to show clay some support and you painted a medium #21 on your black, denim jacket.

clay: can’t wait to see you on my bed, right next to the trophy i’ll get as a captain.

he hadn’t lie. you sat on his messy bed, in his messy bedroom, talking to his younger sister drista. she was adorably bewitching. she was a bit younger than tommy, but thankfully she wasn’t as loud as him. you laughed after hearing her awful joke.

“so… you’re living here by now?” she asked curiously, frowning. her eyes scanning your, now, blushed face, waiting on the answer. “please, i cannot stand his my-girlfriend-lives-so-far-and-i-can’t-sneak-into-her-room-and-kiss.” she rolled her eyes, but smile widely.

“oh, yeah.” you blushed even harder as she laughed at your already blushed face. “i’m just worried if he’s okay with us hiding, you know? i mean– he could be with someone else, someone… someone better.”

drista didn’t know what to say and you knew she didn’t have to. you were scared – because of your situation that had place in middle school – he will just leave your for someone better, someone prettier, smarter, cuter.

unfortunately for you, clay had heard your every single word. he coughed, letting drista know that she should go. girl smiled at you before leaving you two alone. him, standing in front of you with only his sweatpants on. “y/n” he started as he got closer.

“i- i- can not tell i know how you feel or how you should feel. and-and i genuinely do not care about anyone else but you. i love you, okay dumbass?” he sat as close as possible and beamed softly.

“you won’t replace me?” the whole thing between you and clay was terrifying you so much. is he lying about his feelings? is he really in love with you? or maybe you’re just a bet? you almost shook your head as the thoughts began to overwhelm you.

he wouldn’t do that. and if he would, some of his friends (yours as well) would kill him. you couldn’t be more happier at the moment. your boyfriend had just told you that he loves you for the very first time, you made amazing friends that would kill for you and vice versa, but there was one thing you had to fix. the relationship with techno and wilbur.

“i could never replace you, love”.

“you sure you wanna do it?” clay asked, gently rubbing your thigh with his thumb, sitting in the front seat of his car. you were about to tell your whole family that clay dream is your boyfriend. the guy your older brother claimed to hate. lots of fun, right?

you nodded unsure, getting out of the car. it was your first time seeing your brothers in over a month and – boy, oh boy – you were terrified. did they miss you? did they even notice you were gone? you wished they did. you weren’t even able to ring the doorbell, because tommy opened the door with a huge grin.

“i’ve been waiting for you.” he confessed, closing you in a tight hug. he let you off as soon as he noticed smiled dream standing right behind you. “and who are you, mister?” suspicious question left tommy’s mouth.

“i’m y/n’s boyfriend, clay” dream beamed at tommy as he let you in. shock finding their way onto his face was… quite hilarious. he mumbled something under his breathe, but you couldn’t catch it.

as soon as you got onto the dining room, you saw wilbur, techno and dad setting the table. tommy coughed, couldn’t hide his happiness. his sister is back and he can’t let her go ever again.

“hi…” you started, your voice getting shaky. “i wanted to explain some things and it’d be a pleasure if you would accept my new boyfriend, especially technoblade.” dream took your sweaty with nervousness hand to calm you. he knew it was tough for you, knowing that him and techno are rivals. “this is clay and i know you know him, and you’re not on the good terms, but please just… finally talk to me, because i miss both of you and i’d love to have either my brothers and boyfriend close as possible.” you finished glancing at techno and wilbur.

“y/n, i’m just sad you didn’t want to go to same school with me. you had never told me why, we were inseparable and everything changed within days.” wilbur was first to answer you. his dejected voice made you crying. you missed him, his voice, his advices, his presence around you. “everytime i woke up, you were already running on the bus and we didn’t have a chance to talk.”

“i- you- you’re right. i should’ve told you why did i choose the dsmp high. i did, because i began to lose myself, everyone saw me only as your sister and i started to think that i do not matter anymore. i had to change it and i had to show everyone that i’m not just yours and techno’s sister, but i’m my own persona.” wil stood up and got closer to you. your tears convinced him that you weren’t lying and he felt bad that he didn’t realize it sooner. “i’m so sorry”.

“no- no, i’m also sorry. i’m the one that should apologizing. you were just choosing your own path and i was mad at you, because of that. ‘m sorry y/n/n.” you smiled through tears and hugged him as tight as you only could.

“there’s no much drama between us” techno chuckled quietly, watching you and wilbur cuddling. “i already knew what’s going on between you two at the match. i just took wil’s side.” he shrugged and you laughed, shaking your head in disbelief. “well, it doesn’t mean i like you” he claimed glaring at your boyfriend. “i can tolerate you as long as you’ll treat y/n the best you can, otherwise i’ll kill you”.

“i agree and so does tommy” your twin added, looking dream dead in the eyes.

“maybe we’ll stop the death threats here and start eating?” your dad proposed with a cheerful smile. his kids were finally getting along again, he couldn’t be more proud or happier than at the moment.

“it went so well” you whispered delighted. you were snuggling with dream on your bed, some time after the dinner ended. phil suggested that he could stay for the night, so they can get to know him better.

tommy was thrilled to the bones about the fact that now, he has a new friend, older than him, and also a captain of the football team, so he could teach him how to play better. wil was… well wil. he made sure that dream didn’t have any wrong intentions and techno just couldn’t care less if you were happy with him. he even suggested that they should bury the hatchet and move on.

“i haven’t said that to anyone yet, but i love you” you said, almost skipping a bit when he held your head and gently kissed you.

“well, you already know that i’m head over heels in love with you. and it won’t ever change” he said and kissed you one more time.

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kazuchii · 3 years

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Hihi, can I request hcs for Xingqiu, Venti, Albedo, and Diluc with a gn s/o that seems aloof but they're such an idiot? Like for the first time s/o's bf see's how soft s/o really is and s/o is kinda being a tsundere about how soft they really are. I hope that made sense ashbesjks

Aloof GN!Reader w/ Genshin Boys

A/N: Hellooo! Thank you for requesting! You’ll be my first request so I’ll do my best to fulfill everything! I hope everything seems in character, I really need to get used to writing different personality types.

Synopsis: The Genshin boys discover that their s/o is actually softer than they originally thought.

Characters: Albedo, Diluc, Venti, Xingqiu

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: N/A

Masterlist

Albedo definitely didn’t mind you being distant towards him. I mean, he struggles with interactions in general so he just assumed,

“Oh, they must struggle as well.”

He never saw it as an issue between you since he knew deep down that you deeply cared for him.

He knew you’d always come back to him at the end of the day, he fully trusted that fact about you.

Strangely enough, he found you an intriguing person due to this.

Although the citizens in Mondstadt appear to see him in a positive light, there still are many who fear him deep down. After all, he keeps his secrets zipped up inside him. They know absolutely nothing about him or anything he’s capable of.

But you…you didn’t seem to care about that. And he was thankful for that.

And that brings you to today; a bright sunny day with the rays from the sun gleaming down.

The two of you, along with Klee, were outside the walls of Mondstadt, nearby the lake surrounding the city of freedom.

Today, Klee decided to have a little play date with the two of you. While Albedo was painting away, you and Klee were supposed to play around together.

If he’s being honest, Albedo was a little nervous.

You and Klee had never played together before and due to the distant and cold personality he was used to when it came to you, he wasn’t sure how you’d react with being around a bouncy and hyper child such as Klee.

So when Albedo spotted you playing with Klee, a soft smile on your face, he had a mini heart attack.

Not because he was panicking or anything, but more because he wasn’t used to seeing you smile like this. It made his chest feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Later that day, Albedo made sure to comment on the event.

“Well, it appears you two were getting along fondly.”

“You were watching?!”

“Of course I was watching. How could I look away from that fond smile you had on your face?”

“Shut up!”

“It was very cute.”

“I SAID SHUT UP!”

Diluc and you first met months earlier. You were just another customer at first to him while he was simply a bartender.

Immediately though, he found you interesting.

While his other customers were loud and obnoxious, you would just sit at a table in the corner of Angels Share, minding your own business.

You would only ever speak to ask for another drink, which he would always provide.

“Another glass of apple cider, please.”

He doesn’t know what came over him when he decided he mentally decided to court you. He probably will never know the exact answer either.

It wasn’t the easiest either. Courting you was one of the most difficult things this man has ever done, and somehow he accomplished it in the end.

You were challenging with your distant personality, to say the least. It seemed to him that you wanted absolutely nothing to do with him, that you didn’t see him in the way he saw you.

So when you finally accepted him after weeks, the relief this man felt wash over him in an instant is indescribable.

Now present day, Diluc finds himself heading back to Angels Share in the middle of the night. The moon was directly above him as he silently walked through the city, the only other light source being lanturns.

Due to the drowsiness that he was currently feeling, he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him when he spotted you.

“What in the world are they doing out in the middle of the night?”

But what startled him more than the time on the clock was your facial expression. For the first time, Diluc saw you smile.

Diluc just stood frozen in time as you sat there, rubbing the belly of a stray dog, an empty bowl beside you. He could only assume you’ve been taking care of a stray.

“Who’s a good boy? It’s you, isn’t it!”

“(Y/N)?”

You instantly froze in place, your head creaking towards Diluc’s direction.

“D-Diluc.”

“What in the world are you doing up at this hour?”

“I-I could say the same for you! What are you doing up this late, huh?!”

You shot up from the ground, face beet red.

“I asked you first, love.”

“NOTHING. I WASN’T DOING ANYTHING!”

“That dog below you giving you puppy dog eyes says otherwise-“

“WHATS A DOG??”

Venti was simply just strumming away at his lyre, the sound alluring the Mondstadt citizens around him as he stood at the foot of the Barbatos statue in the plaza.

His eyes were shut as he too, was preoccupied with listening to the soothing sounds.

When his fingers came slowly to a halt, his aqua green eyes peeked open, the sound of the citizens around him clapping filling his ears.

A smile morphed onto his face.

But soon that smile increased in size. Beyond the crowd surrounding him, he spotted you. You weren't doing anything special, just standing there.

“(Y/N)!”

The bard could hardly control the excitement of you watching him doing what he adored.

Although your facial expression read that of a bored person, Venti didn't seem to mind at all at that moment. Instead, he craved your attention.

Soon enough, the bard stood in front of you, his grin somehow getting wider.

"(Y/N)! Did you enjoy the song?"

"It was nice."

Nice? Only nice? Your facial expression said otherwise. Was the song boring to listen to? Did he mess up a note? Maybe it just wasn't your type of song.

Venti's eyes narrowed in thought, his lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed. He wanted you to say something more than just nice, he wanted you to smile for once due to one of his songs.

That is how you found yourself in this situation. Daily, Venti would find you around Mondstadt, play a song for you, and then wait for your response. He wanted you to say something more than the song was nice without a single hint of emotion before leaving.

But each time, that was your answer and Venti was getting annoyed. Not at you of course, but that he lacked the power to make you smile. He’s the Anemo God, but he can't seem to make his s/o smile.

So the astonishment Venti felt when he glimpsed his eyes over towards you after he played yet another song and saw you smiling ever so slightly, he almost dropped his lyre.

"(Y-Y/N)...are you smiling...?"

"Wait what-"

"I saw it! I saw you smile!"

When I tell you Venti was all over the place, I mean it. He was like a bouncy ball with him bouncing in every direction. But he couldn't control it. The pure bliss he felt in that moment took over all his actions.

"I-I didn't do anything. My face twitched."

"You can't lie to me! I saw it with my own eyes!"

The relationship between Xingqiu and you happened almost instantly. The two of you went from total strangers to Xingqiu always dragging you on his little adventures.

It all started with just a single sentence;

"Oh, you like Legend of the Shattered Halberd as well?"

Let me tell you, the look on his face when you said that. He always dreamed of having another person he could converse with when it came to books. So, the moment you said that he wasn't about to let you walk away without learning your name and other books you have read.

A friendship sparked between the two of you. He was one of the only people who would constantly talk with you even if you acted distantly. Soon enough, the two of you became a couple.

He wasn't worried about grabbing you from your home and taking you outside on a little adventure after he just finished reading one of his adventure novels. And of course, he'd always have a book with him during this time. You found that cute about him, but you never showed it.

Whenever the two of you would chat about books, Xingqiu was always shocked whenever you told him you haven't read a certain book.

"You're telling me you've never read The Pale Princess and the Six Pygmies?!"

"Never."

That's when he shoved the first volume in your face, an immediate serious expression on his face. Blinking a few times, you accepted the book from him.

"Read it and then tell me how you feel about it. I can give you the other volumes if you enjoy it."

"Okay."

Xingqiu thought you seemed wary at first to read it. He knew you weren't as majorly obsessed with books as he was, so he internally was just preparing for you to end up not reading it.

He didn't mind it though, reading wasn't for everyone after all.

The following day though, he felt the sudden urge to stop by Wanwen Bookhouse. He just wanted to skim some of the books there, maybe purchase one or two.

But those plans immediately ended when he spotted you. You were leaning against the wooden red railings, the book he had let you borrowed flipped open in your hands. And you were a chunk through it already.

Xingqiu could've worn his eyes were bulging out of his eye sockets because the one other thing he saw was the tiny smile located on your face.

You didn't seem to notice Xingqiu before he was standing right in front of you, a huge grin on his face.

"You seem to be enjoying the book I lent you. Would you care for the remaining volumes?"

You almost dropped the book as a shriek left your mouth.

"Where did you come from?!"

"Well, I felt the urge to stop by the bookhouse and saw you. So, about those other volumes..."

There was a moment of silence between the two of you, your cheeks slightly reddish.

"I'll...pick them up later..."

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #albedo x reader #venti x reader #xingqiu x reader #aloof reader #gender neutral reader #anime x reader #tsundere reader #headcanons #fluff

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violettelueur · 3 years

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— FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + GOJO SATORU + NANAMI KENTO || SPARRING SESSION TENSION

↳ featuring : fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + nanami kento from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : grammar issues

↳ form : headcanons

↳ published : 06 april

↳ pronouns : she/her

↳ request : Hello!! I love your writing esp for jjk! I was wondering if I could please get a classic black coffee? Specifically headcannons for tension when sparring w Nanami, Megumi, and Gojo. They have feelings for fem!reader, no smut but they get flustered/nervous about being so close, etc??? :)❤️

↳ barista’s notes : today is the day that season 3 of fruits basket starts (we will hear fushiguro’s and gojo’s va again!!!) and childe’s banner arrives...when it hits 3am (since that’s when the game comes with the new commissions for me) i will be wishing all my primogems like there is no tomorrow...childe will be mine because he will be, there is no questioning it ʕ ꆤ ᴥ ꆤʔ i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee and please come back soon!

When you and Fushiguro are sparring each other, he will go easy on you - to be honest, he doesn’t know if it is on purpose or he just naturally does.

Everyone will notice that Fushiguro is going easy on you and will tease him about it because “he doesn’t want his future girlfriend to get hurt~” - he will get irritated and Maki will tell him not to get distracted like that in real battles.

When it is you two alone, Fushiguro will once again go easy on you but he will get distracted more because there is no one that will comment on his unusual behaviour.

If you manage to get close to him (like face to face) he will blush and get really embarrassed because he has a crush on you.

This is when he gets most distracted because he will just admire you and realise many details on your face that he has missed like a beauty mark or how beautiful your eyes are up close.

You will comment on how easy he is going on your and Fushiguro will somehow make a really good excuse in the beginning. However, later on, he struggles to come up with one.

Overall, you and hIm are on the same level of being a sorcerer but the fact that you have now beaten him 5 times in a row is just something weird.

If you accidentally fall on top of him, Fushiguro will become extremely stiff with the reddest face that he has ever had but he will try to calm himself down before asking if you are okay.

As time goes along, Fushiguro will get more comfortable with you and will go back to his normal strength...but you can still tell he is being careful - if you get close to him, he somehow learn to conceal his emotions but on the inside his heart is beating as if he had just finished a car race...it’s that fast.

Overall, Fushiguro will be shy about it, but once you both get comfortable, training will get better but just know that Fushiguro will be distracted from time to time because of how flustered he will get and how beautiful you look.

During sparring sessions with Gojo, he will flirt and tease his way out of being flustered with you because he is Gojo Satoru - he also doesn’t want you to see him blushing.

Gojo will also use his humour to tease you on how “you can’t touch him” because of his infinity or how funny you look trying to take him down.

In the middle of a sparring fight, Gojo will also tell you how pretty you are while you are sweating (even though you feel like a disgusting mess).

You will get irritated by him because you want him to take the whole thing seriously, but in reality, Gojo doesn’t want to hurt you at all - but he doesn’t go easy on you at all.

When you get up close and personal with him, Gojo will have a goofy smile on his face and isn’t shy to show you because we all know he is a confident man.

Gojo will then, once again, compliment you and will be brave enough to tap on your lips/cheek/forehead because if you are going to be this close to him, let him get some skin-to-skin touch.

If someone is watching your little session, they wouldn’t know that Gojo has a little crush on you since they think he is just being annoying to you.

Even his students wouldn’t have a clue that he has a crush on you since they just think that you and him are close friends even though they do wonder why you are friends with him.

At the end of the sparring session, if you ask Gojo about those comments that he made about you, he will make the excuse of them being distractions since some of them did make you halt leading you to lose a few times.

Overall, Gojo is good at hiding his crush on you since it is camouflage with his general personality, but please know that he means every compliment/comment he makes towards you - yes even the teasing ones.

Sparring sessions with Nanami will seem normal at first because of how stern and nonchalant he is - but when time goes by, you will notice some small but noticeable things about him.

He will take the time to prepare to face you because he doesn’t want to crack when you are in the room with him and he knows that you both need to take the session seriously because it’s basic training.

In the beginning, Nanami will seem detached since he wants to remove personal feelings from work because being a sorcerer isn’t something that can lead to a normal life.

You will notice this and will question him about it since you both are colleagues but he will just say that it’s to construct a real battle atmosphere because you don’t know your enemy at all.

Nanami doesn’t go easy on you at all but you can tell he is limiting himself slightly since he is worried that he might hit you too hard.

However, over time (hehe) Nanami will open up more during the session and will sometimes admire you when you get close to him.

You wouldn’t see Nanami blush at all but you will notice a small twitch on the corner of his lips - like he was about to smile.

If you do get close to Nanami during one session, he will look at you with slightly widened eyes before concentrating back on what he was actually doing.

Nanami doesn’t crack at all, he is like the master of keeping a stern face on - he doesn’t try to cover it with something else like Gojo and he isn’t that shy like Fushiguro.

Overall, Nanami is adamant to keep personal feelings away from work and will keep his promise to that, there will be a few trips here and there but in the end, don’t expect him to announce his feelings this way.

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bestiesenpai · 4 years

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Canidae - Geto Suguru

Ah, my first hybrid au and full on yandere piece for jjk! A momentous occasion, I hope everyone likes it lol, femme reader btw. 7.5k words

part two

Content warnings: pseudo-incest, yandere shit, kidnapping, not a/b/o but there’s mentions of going into heat, size difference(although I’m not sure how well I wrote it), talking about a past murder(but no actual killing), choking, stalking, dumbification, kind of shy/skittish reader, drugging(w/ pills and w/ a syringe), brief mention of drug usage, needles, slimy men...there’s a lot of slimy men in here

(S/N) = stage name

It’s been about two months since you ran away from home. You try not to think about it, but in the quiet moments of the day, the hours that you should be using to sleep before your next shift, during meals and even at work, it creeps up like a sickness that just won’t leave.

You hadn’t wanted to leave your home, even if the people there weren’t really your family by blood. After being adopted by the Getou family in your late childhood, you thought life would get better. They seemed like a wonderful family of fox hybrids, all silky black hair and cunning little smiles. Although they weren’t in your same species family, as a house cat you could get along with them easily, a subtle praise to evolution for making foxes more like cats than dogs.

“Hey house cat, stop sulking by the bar and go talk to customers.” A slap on the wall next to you jolts you out of your thoughts and into the loud and bustling world around you.

“S-sorry boss.” Ducking your head away from your furious boss, you adjust the skimpy shorts and crop top that truly did nothing to hide your skin. Working at a seedy hostess bar wasn’t exactly the plan when you ran away, but they were the only place willing to hire you.

Looking out across the crowded bar floor, at least you didn’t have to worry about going out on the street and handing out flyers to get customers tonight. There were several men of different species and ages, sitting at the bar with dark liquor or having pretty bunny girls pour drinks from overpriced bottles at private tables.

Taking a glance at what table you’d been assigned, your stomach twisted in knots. It was a table full of lion men, their business suits wrinkled beyond hope and their manes even more disheveled than what was normal for a lion.

“Hey pretty kitty!” One of them shouted drunkenly, waving a large clawed hand at you as you shuffled closer.

“H-hello.” Giving a nervous wave, you felt a little better at seeing a coworker - a red panda hybrid - sitting between a few of them.

“Ah this is (S/N), she’s a newbie!” The girl, who called herself Fuyumi, announced. Holding up her glass in salute, she took a sip.

“Fresh meat huh?” Suddenly, all eyes were on you again, but the atmosphere shifted. A predatory look was shared between the group and a few men got up to let you slide into the booth, next to your coworker.

“What a pretty little thing you are.” A lion purred loudly next to you, putting a heavy hand around your arm and squeezing your shoulder.

“T-thank you! Let me- let me pour you a drink?” Shrinking under the weight and his lecherous gaze, you grabbed the liquor bottle they ordered and refilled a few drinks that needed to be topped up. Your ears were pressed flush to your head from the nerves, tail slightly puffed up behind you.

“So, your name is (S/N)?”

“Mhmm!” The stage name was something you thought of on the fly, trying to make it the least like your real name as possible. Accepting a drink from Fuyumi, you tried to ease the anxiety pricking at your skin.

Listening in on a story being told by one of the men, you tried to act like you were paying attention. Faking a smile, laughing loudly and keeping the drinks full - those were the only things on your mind. Not the clients walking by being escorted to secret back rooms or the people so obviously snorting something up at one of the tables in the back.

“(S/N), you’ve been quiet!” The man with his arm around you shook you side to side, his eyes falling to your breasts moving and being squished together when he squeezed you to him. “Tell us about yourself!”

“Uhm-” Taking a quick glance at Fuyumi, you cleared your throat. “Well I’m new to Tokyo-”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He cut you off, an eager look in his eyes. You shook your head obediently. Even if you did have a boyfriend, you couldn’t say yes. You had to be seen as attainable, just within arms reach if they wanted to have you for themselves.

“That’s good, the boys in Tokyo won’t do you any good.” A man to your left chimed in. His shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his hairy chest covered in golden fur. “But the men in Tokyo are a different story.” He winked at you and you forced a giggle up, covering your mouth with your hand to hide your slight displeasure.

“Yeah, what you need is a man, (S/N). You seem so nervous!”

“House cats usually are.” Fuyumi piped up. Grabbing your chin, she pursed your lips with the tips of her white painted claws. “Isn’t that right?” Cooing at you like a baby, she shook your head and turned you to face the men at the table. “(S/N) was so nervous for her interview she nearly cried!”

A round of mocking teases sounded at the table as Fuyumi let go of you, some of them calling you a ‘poor baby’ while others offered to buy you another round of drinks to help you feel better. Your face burned, embarrassment and the close proximity of all the bodies around you making a light sheen of sweat glisten on your skin.

“I’m fine now, though, promise!” Biting your lip, you did as you’d practiced before your shift: putting an arm under your breasts, you pushed it up and tilted your head down, looking up at the men from beneath your lashes. “I feel much better with all these big strong men here.”

It made you sick, the way they all leered at your body and visibly adjusted the front of their pants. Ordering a few more bottles for the table, the sick feeling refused to leave. It clung to the back of your throat, rising bile that refused to be swallowed down.

Hours later, as the sun began to rise and proper members of society were starting to head to work for the morning, you were finally done with work. The table of lions had bought your time for the whole night, their egos boosted by your show of submission.

“You actually did okay tonight, house cat.” Your boss grunted, thumbing through the cash she was counting. “Here’s your cut.” Holding out a handful of bills, you knew better than to question how much was in it. The last time you’d tried to speak up about being shorted, your only window was shattered by a brick and it cost all of your money to fix it.

“Thank you.” Nodding politely, you took it from her hand. It felt slightly larger than normal, but you knew it wasn’t the full amount you’d been promised to receive when you started working. There was always a bit taken off the top, and since you were a newbie, even more.

Quickly changing into baggy sweatpants and a hoodie, you slinked out of the club's back entrance with your hood drawn tightly. Located in the red light district, no one batted an eye at you or where you worked, but it wasn’t them you were worried about.

Running away from home meant running away from the only family you had left, an over controlling big brother with an obsession. An obsession with you. Ever since you met, got adopted all those years ago, he had been infatuated with you.

As a young, freshly teenaged fox, suddenly acquiring a little sister had been exciting. Especially when it turned out you weren’t the same species. He always wanted to be around you, ask you questions about what it was like to be a cat. At first they were innocent, asking about your diet and favorite toys, but as he got older, his interest in you skewed.

You saw the search history on his computer, he spent hours researching cat hybrid heat cycles and when the best time to mate was. He started to go through your phone, taking it away from you under the guise of just being an annoying older brother while secretly looking through all your messages. Always getting jealous if you hung out with friends or didn’t want to sit in his room with him. And his friends knew about his obsession, feeding into it and talking about how much they wished to have a little sister like you, and if he’d be so kind as to share.

Your older brother became more obsessed with you while he was looking for a job after university. Spending hours applying for jobs and going to interviews, he wouldn’t shut up about getting a good job and moving out with you. And when he finally got that good job he always mentioned, that’s when you had to run.

Walking with your head down through the streets, waiting at a crosswalk to pass had you on edge. Just remembering the way he held your hand in public with a grip tight enough to cut off circulation had you shoving your hands into your pockets. A couple walked across the street with their arms around each other, and suddenly the suffocating weight of your brother's arm around your waist as he slept in your bed with you was back.

Forcing air through your lungs, you ran the rest of the way home. It wasn’t a long way to the crummy apartment block you called home and you were inside your cramped studio space and crumpled against the door in no time.

It didn’t always feel good to be in here with it’s water stained ceilings, barely usable pipes and the one, barely big enough window near the front door. You could hardly call it a home, it was just a room with the mattress you bought second hand and the clothes you ran away with strewn across the floor with a tiny kitchen shoved into the corner and a bathroom that surely wasn’t up to code.

But for now, it felt amazing. Your running had only exacerbated the exhaustion you had from working such grueling hours, and just crawling over to your dirty bed took all the energy you had left. With the sun beginning to rise properly into the sky, you closed your eyes and went to sleep.

The sudden alarm from the crappy phone you bought was what woke you up, the early evening sun and the sound of your neighbors yelling at one another through the walls pulling the last few bits of sleep from the edges of your mind.

And so do the set of crystal blue eyes staring in at you from your window, one that not even you can see out of because it’s too high.

“Sat-” The name catches in your throat, and when you blink again the eyes are gone. Rushing out of bed, you rip open the front door and look up and down the hallway. But there’s no one there, no bright white arctic fox fur to be seen, and certainly not the man attached to it.

Gripping the door tightly in your fingers, you linger in the threshold. The longer you stayed out, the more the vivid eyes watching you sleep became a memory, something your overworked mind must have conjured up as it went from sleeping to being awake. With a shaky sigh, you step back into your apartment to get ready for your next shift.

Meandering through the busy streets, you passed by shops that were starting to become familiar to you. There was the odd convenience store, a few illegal gambling dens with restaurant fronts, strip clubs and sex shops.

With time to kill before your shift, you dashed into a convenience store, it’s stark fluorescent lighting a nice switch from the everchanging neon signs outside. Scrounging up what little pocket change you had, you bought the cheapest food possible and sat down at the tiny table near the windows.

Eating slowly, trying to savor not only every bite but every minute before going back to work, a flash of white caught your eye as the convenience store door was opened. The little jingle that played was the only indication someone had actually entered, you barely saw the door open or close.

You could only see a glimpse of the pure white, not even a full on look. Glancing over your shoulder, you didn’t see anyone standing in the aisles, no ears stuck out to give you an indication as to who had come in.

But there was the feeling of being watched that had you on edge. When you turned fully away from the window to look at the store behind you, there wasn’t anyone watching you, yet the feeling still stuck. The target on your back had just been shot dead center, a sharp pang of fear gripped your heart the longer you looked at the seemingly empty aisles.

“Long way from home, little kitten.” A familiar face emerged from your right, but it wasn’t the man you thought it was.

“N-nanami?” It was a shock to see him in a neighborhood like this, his pristine suit more fitted for the financial district a few train stops over that he sometimes visited for work. He was in his usual suit, the one he liked to wear when he was over at your house, and his blond ears and tail were as immaculately trimmed and proper as ever.

“Hm, you’re not calling me Kento-nii anymore?” He said scornfully, sliding into the seat next to you and leaning his elbows on the table.

“Sorry, Kento-nii.” Bowing your head, you turned back to the table as well. Clenching your quivering hands in your lap, your claws dug into your skin to try and ground yourself. Kento hadn’t even said much and yet you were ready to pass out.

“Why’d you run away? You know we all miss you.” Leaning his head in his hands, Kento stared out the window at the people walking by. His lip curled a little in disgust, and a low growl rumbled from the back of his throat. “This isn’t the place for a girl like you.”

“You know why I had to leave.” Staring down at your hands, your eyes burned as you blinked away tears at the memories forcing their way back to you.

“I don’t. Enlighten me.”

“Kento-nii, please-” Your voice trembled, catching in your throat as it broke.

“Tell me, (Y/N). Why did you leave?”

“S-su-” It made you want to throw up just saying his name, so you didn’t. “He killed our parents.” Saying it out loud made the painful burn behind your eyes grow stronger until you were blinking hot tears down your cheeks.

“That’s not true.” Kento said calmly while turning to you. “Your parents died from-”

“Don’t lie for him!” You shouted, finally looking up at Kento. As soon as your voice raised, he wrapped a hand around the back of your neck, forcing your head against his chest and pulling you into a tight hug. Dipping his head down, Kento’s chin brushed your ears as he pressed his lips to them.

“Listen little kitten, you know better than to raise your voice at me. And you know better than to lie.” The fingers around your neck tightened and Kento dug the tips of his claws against your pulse. “Your parents died in a murder-suicide, nothing more nothing less.”

“Let go!” You sobbed, thrashing around in his hold. It was truly useless to try and fight against him. Foxes - and truly, a lot of other hybrid types - were much larger and stronger than you. There wasn’t any chance you had at trying to beat him in strength, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t try.

“Calm down, you’re making a scene.” Fully enclosing his hand around your neck, Kento squeezed the air from your throat and shut down the subsequent scream that followed. Reduced to whimpering, you stilled your body and tried to tug his hand off.

Gasping and choking when he finally let you go, your body was weak from the lack of oxygen and you fully slumped into Kento’s hold. Struggling to catch your breath, there was little solace you could find in his hand stroking between your shoulder blades.

“Come home, (Y/N).” He said gently, like he was coaxing a child into eating their unwanted vegetables.

“No.” Shaking your head weakly, your body trembled violently. Kento didn’t need to speak for you to know he wasn’t pleased with your answer, the pregnant pause that followed was enough.

“Why must you be so difficult, hm?” With a heavy, disappointed sigh, Kento let you sit upright again. Tsking at your bloodshot eyes dripping with tears, he pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped your face clean.

Your lower lip shook as you looked up at him, honey colored eyes to match his blonde hair. Vertical pupils stared back at yours, the only thing the two of you really had in common.

“I’ll ask one more time: will you come home with me, (Y/N)?” Cupping your cheek, Kento wiped the snot dripping from your nose and the drool that had started to drip past your lip. “If you say no one more time, I can’t promise anything.”

“Kento-nii…” Sniffling pathetically, you blinked hard and shook your head.

“(Y/N).” Groaning in annoyance, Kento dropped his hands and put his head back. “I don’t think you’re listening-”

“Y-you listen to me!” Standing up abruptly, your chair fell over from the force and loudly clattered to the ground. “I’m never going back there! Not ever!” It was dangerous to shout at Kento, especially as you saw his pupils begin to dilate. Out of all your brothers friends, he was the one who took the rules most seriously.

Grabbing the food you had left, you ran out of the convenience store. As your feet slammed against the pavement, you didn’t dare look over your shoulder to see if he was chasing after you. Kento hadn’t been the type to play those sort of chase games back at home, but the desperation to have you back in that house was strong enough that he just might follow you.

Running all the way to the clubs back entrance, you slipped inside and hid in the storage room. No one truly bothered to come back there anyway, it was the perfect place to hide behind a few untouched boxes until it was time for your shift.

“Hey house cat, someone personally requested you.” Your boss grunted when she saw you, a cigarette hanging loosely from her lips.

“Who is it?” Attempting to look at the clipboard in her hands, you didn’t quite catch the name of the person that was written down.

“Who cares, it’s some rich fox wearing glasses. He’s at the back, you can’t miss his white hair.”

“What?” Your eyes shot open, heart stopping as her words bounced around your skull. It was too much of a coincidence that Kento had found you and now a white haired fox had requested you.

“Hey.” Grabbing you by the shoulder, your boss glared at you and turned your body around. “Get to work already and stop zoning the fuck out. You don’t want to make me put you on flyer duty do you? There’s some weirdos out tonight that would just love-”

“No! No, I’m sorry ma’am. I’ll get going right away.” Stepping away from her tight hold, you tried not to tremble as you walked to the back table. As you got closer, your knees nearly gave out on you as the fear you had was materializing right before your eyes.

It was indeed Gojo Satoru, your brother's best friend and the deadliest arctic fox you’ve ever come to know. With his pristine snow white hair and ears, keen blue eyes and those trademark dark sunglasses he wears, there was no mistaking him.

“Hey, little sister.” He crooned as you slid into the booth next to him, keeping a healthy distance between the two of you. “Missed ya.”

“Toru-nii, why are you here?” Keeping your eyes locked on the melting ice in his cup, you could barely breathe from the weight of your fear. There wasn’t anything that Satoru couldn’t - or wouldn’t - do. He’d always been the smartest, the strongest, he could beat any hybrid in anything he set his mind to, even with clear biological differences set between them.

“What do you mean why am I here? I’m here to see my favorite little kitten at her new job!” Throwing his arms open wide, Satoru had an easy smile on his face despite your obvious discomfort. “Although, I can’t say you’re doing very well so far. My glass is still empty.”

Wordlessly, you stiffly poured him a drink and slid the glass over to him. Pouring one for yourself as well, you clinked your glasses together when he raised it and took a short sip. Usually you didn’t drink on the job, getting the bartenders to mix you something that was mostly pure juice. But tonight you needed to take a bit of edge off.

“Please just go.” Forcing the words out of your tight throat, a wave of nausea washed over you as Satoru put his hand on your shoulder.

“I can’t leave here without you.” His lips brushed your ears like they used to back at home, but this time he wasn’t whispering crude little jokes to get you to giggle. Sliding his hand from your shoulder to around your ribs, Satoru quickly overwhelmed your personal space with the size of his body.

“Toru!” You gasped as his claws dug into your ribs, threatening to push through the spaces and break them entirely. Tugging on his hand, you looked around to see if anyone else was paying attention to your lonely little table in the back.

“Don’t make this any harder than it needs to be. Kento already tried to be nice and you were just so mean to him.”

“T-toru-nii, please!” Desperate tears sprang to your eyes as every word he spoke was punctuated with a tightening grip around you.

“And here I thought we trained you to be a good girl, (Y/N), I really did. But good girls don’t yell at their big brothers, they don’t lie and-” Satoru broke off to send a charming smile to a few passing hostesses before returning to you, “They certainly don’t run away.”

A choked sob racked through you, drowned out by the loud music being played overhead. In your struggle to get his hand off, you hadn’t realized Satoru slid you onto his lap until it was too late and he could wrap both long arms around you.

Forced to lean back against his lanky body, his fluffy white tail wrapped around yours, deftly hugging it close to him. Engulfing your scantily clad body, Satoru burrowed his nose between your ears, inhaling the scent he always said he liked back home.

“I’ve always wanted to see you wear something like this, ya know.” Thumbing the edge of your crop top, Satoru dipped his fingers underneath the fabric. “Always wanted to dress you up and play pretend, be my cute little hostess for the night.”

“Stop.” Grabbing his wrist, your eyes desperately searched for someone to come save you. But being seated at a table so far in the back of the club was playing to Satoru’s advantage; no one really paid attention to the back of the club because that’s where the truly shady things happened.

“C’mon kitty, play with me.” Satoru whined, bouncing you on his lap a few times. He was always childish, always whining for you to pay attention to him whenever he got the chance, and now was no different. You couldn’t see it, but you knew he had that trademark silly smile on his face regardless of the fact he had a death grip on your body.

“Toru-nii.” Jutting your lip out in a pout, you finally lurched your upper body forward enough to look at him over your shoulder.

“There’s that cutesy little face I missed.” Cooing at you, Satoru loosened his grip enough to let you sit sideways across his lap. Forcing you to wrap an arm around his middle, Satoru kept a tight grip on your back.

“Toru-nii…” Fiddling with the fabric of his shirt, you stole a glance at the eyes staring right through you. “Why do you- why are you helping him so much? You know what he did, I don’t-”

“I helped him do it.”

“What?” Your jaw fell slack and you stared right at him.

“Look, there’s no point in lying to you.” Leaning forward, Satoru grabbed his drink and took a generous swig. “I helped your brother kill your parents and stage it. We even practiced on a few drifters before moving onto the real deal.” Satoru’s smile had fallen, an unfamiliar serious look taking its place.

“You have no idea how long we all planned it, all three of us. Kento took care of your trust fund and the insurance, I subdued your parents and got them in position, and Suguru was the one who pulled the trigger.”

Tears were streaming down your face, smearing the makeup you’d put on, dripping into your open mouth. All other noise in the club fell away, leaving your ears ringing loudly from the silence in your head. Air was barely coming in or out of your lungs, your throat too tight to properly breathe.

“We had it all planned out perfectly, but then you just had to go and mess it up.” Satoru landed a swift slap to your thigh. “You just had to be a bad kitty and run off.” A second slap knocked the air back into you and your body jerked back.

“Toru-nii, why?!” Your scream was loud enough to be heard over the music, and Satoru looked around at the few curious eyes that were now looking at you, his ears flattening against his head as he forced a smile.

“We had to do it (Y/N), so we could all live together as a pack.”

“B-but we already had one.” Sure, you didn’t necessarily need to live in a group but it was nice to be in your adoptive family's pack and be surrounded by their love and care.

“That one...wasn’t the right fit.”

“For who?” Sniffling loudly, you wiped the snot from your nose. “Who wasn’t it right for?” It had been perfectly fine for you. There wasn’t any fighting, no strained dynamics and when your parents were alive, there wasn’t an overbearing older brother trying to completely consume you.

“You’ll do much better in the pack we have now, (Y/N).” Gripping your upper thigh tightly, Satoru leaned forward to press his lips against your ears once more. “Your big brothers will take great care of you.” A sound got caught in your throat, something halfway between a gasp and a scream.

“T-toru-Toru-nii.” A fresh wave of tears pricked your eyes and you blinked hard to keep them at bay. “Can I use the restroom? I just- I really need to use it.” Satoru stilled for a moment, sizing up your words and his options.

“Alright, but be quick.” Slowly releasing the tight hold he had on you, you could finally breathe again. Sliding out of the booth, you bolted to the employee bathroom and collapsed against the far wall.

There wasn’t a way out of the club without Satoru seeing. Even if you ran out the backdoor, he would still see you coming out of the bathroom. The front door was no use, there were too many people you would have to maneuver around.

“And then I said- what the hell, house cat? Are you drugged out?” A few bunny girls walked in, their long floppy ears decorated with silk ribbon. They never really spoke to you, but they weren’t mean to you either.

“My client- he’s just- I-” Stammering, you couldn’t find the words to explain the situation.

“Is he being a fucking freak?” Sauntering up to you, they tugged you up from the floor to lean against the sink counter. Sighing loudly as you nodded, one of them pulled out a small baggie from her bra, a few red pills tucked safely inside. “Here, slip one in his drink and he’ll be out like a light. Then you can have security escort him out.”

“No, he’ll notice.” Satoru would notice without a doubt if you tried to slip something into his drink. He was always watching you, sometimes more than your brother was.

“Alright well I’ll mix a drink and bring it to him, tell him he gets a free drink as a first time customer.”

“You’d do that, really?” You were nearly beside yourself with a sudden rush of hope.

“Yeah, why not? It’s been a while since I’ve had to drug a client. Plus, we can’t have our newest recruit quitting on us already!” Giving you a cheeky wink, the girls sent you on your way, promising to handle it swiftly.

Returning to the table, Satoru pulled you onto his lap once more. You didn’t struggle or make a single peep as his arms wound around you again. His grip was much softer now, not threatening to bruise and crush you.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the girls you talked to walk to the bar. They didn’t look at you at all, going straight to the bartender and whispering a few things in their ear. Attempting to make conversation with Satoru, you didn’t have to wait long for them to come to your table.

“Hi sir, we heard it was your first time here!” One of the girls shouted, bouncing on her heels and making her ears flop around.

“Mhmm, so we thought it would be a nice treat to give you a drink on the house!” Another girl came up, setting down a bright pink cocktail. “Go ahead and try it, I bet you’ll like it!”

“Hm, okay.” Shrugging his shoulder, Satoru grabbed the drink and took a sip, smacking his lips together at the flavor and then taking another. “This isn’t bad, thank you!”

“Of course sir, our pleasure.” Winking at the both of you, they walked away slowly, keeping their eyes on Satoru and fully turning away after seeing him down half the drink.

Satoru always did like a bit of liquor, and it would quickly be his downfall. The drink was a sweet fruity concoction to mask the bitter pill as it dissolved and Satoru’s deadly sweet tooth was hooked immediately.

You didn’t even fully wait for him to pass out before getting out of his lap. His heavy head bobbed side to side, his words slurred not like you’d heard before and his arms had fallen slack off of you. Only his droopy eyes could seem to follow you, silently demanding you to stay in place.

Throwing on your outside clothes in the back room, you kept your hood tightly drawn as you ran from the club. You weren’t worried about pissing your boss off and having to deal with the repercussions, you wouldn’t be returning to that place ever again.

Bursting through your front door, you grabbed whatever clothes you could and shoved them into your bag. The small stack of bills you kept hidden in the bathroom was a welcomed weight to your growing pile, there was enough to at least buy a train ticket and a hot meal a good distance from Tokyo.

Under the cover of the moonless night, you tried to stick to the back alleys on your way to the station that would take you out of town. It paid off to live in such a seedy area, you knew all the ins and outs and where to go to avoid being seen.

Popping your head out from an alleyway, the street before you was deserted. A long string of old warehouses called the street home, their brick and mortar facades well worn from time. Dodging the streetlights as best you could, you could practically taste freedom on the tip of your tongue.

“Oh little sister.” A voice rang out into the dead street, an eerie song sung on the lips of the one man you’d never wanted to see again. Keeping as still as possible, your eyes burned from not blinking, and your lungs from not breathing.

His slow, methodical footsteps scraped across the cement ground, echoing in the silence and heightening your anxiety with every slow drag of his feet. As the sound drew closer, you pressed yourself against the doorway of a warehouse. There wasn’t any way you could outrun your brother, so you had to devise a plan to outsmart him when he got close enough.

“Little sister, I’ve been looking for you.” Suguru came to a halt right in front of you, his towering build casting a shadow over you in the already dark alcove. He was wearing what he had on the last time you saw him, a simple black tracksuit and his favorite slides. His hair had gotten a little longer, resting a few inches past his shoulder blades with the top half in a bun.

Quirking a brow, Suguru hummed low in his chest, reaching an arm out and resting a hand next to your head. His long black claws scraped against the wood of the door, his hand easily large enough to encompass your whole face and then some. The natural musky scent of his body was sickeningly familiar, like you’d only gone just a few hours without smelling it.

“Tell me, did you have fun playing hide and seek with your big brother?” Flashing two rows of gleaming white and perfectly straight canine teeth, Suguru leaned over you, the expanse of his chest blocking out any wiggle room. “I hope you did, because I’m done playing now.”

“Y-you’re not my- my big brother anymore.” Screwing your eyes closed, you twisted your head away from him as much as you could.

“Don’t say such things, (Y/N), you’ll hurt my feelings.” Suguru laughed dryly, clearly unamused.

“Getou li- ahh!” In a flash Suguru had his other hand around your neck, lifting you up to dangle on your tiptoes as he choked you.

“Don’t you ever call me that again, do you fucking understand?” Staring at you with unblinking eyes, Suguru squeezed hard. When your eyes started to roll to the back of your head he let go, stepping back slightly to let you fall to the ground.

Struggling to regain your breath, you tried to crawl away through the small gap left between the wall and him. You barely got one full step before Suguru grabbed you by the back of your hoodie, forcing you to stand and practically dangling you in the air like a doll.

“What’s this?” Seeing the sliver of skin underneath the hoodie, Suguru wrenched it off of you. Your sweats came off shortly after and you were exposed to the elements and his growing glare. “Care to explain why you’re half fucking naked?”

“G-” You started but quickly pressed your lips closed at the sharp look he sent you. “Suguru, just let me go.”

“Answer my fucking question.” His tone left no room for further argument, and you slowly drew your arms over your exposed midriff.

“I started working at a...a hostess bar.” Your words hung in the air, the weight of them heavy and clinging to every part of you. Suguru’s face made no change, the only thing that tipped you off to his anger was the intense flaring of his nostrils.

“My precious little sister has been working at a hostess bar for the past two months? You’ve been dressed like this every night, getting stared at and perved on by god knows what kind of men? You ran away for this?” Suguru’s voice was far too steady for the situation, spiking the already high adrenaline in your blood.

“Suguru please-”

“And it seems you’ve forgotten the number one rule. You know what you’re supposed to call me.” Backing you up onto the door again, Suguru’s fluffy black tail flicked out behind him, it’s long drawn out shadow swaying back and forth.

“You’re not my brother.” Licking your lips nervously, your eyes followed his tail. There was no way you could look him in the eye after saying that. Suguru began to laugh, a cold and hollow sound from the base of his throat that sent a chill down your spine.

“And why exactly is that?” Slamming both hands down on either side of your head, he leaned down to make eye contact with you, his pupils blown wide against his already pitch black irises.

“You know.” Forcing the words out of your mouth, you curled into yourself as much as you could.

“No, I don’t.” Speaking slowly, Suguru waited just a few seconds before slamming his hands down again. “Tell me little kitten, right now!” You let out a piercing scream, covering your face with your hands.

“You killed our parents! You killed them and I heard you fucking do it!” Coming face to face with your adopted brother, the man that killed your parents in cold blood, and having to talk to him about it were all making your head spin.

“No, no I didn’t do that, honey. You’ve got it all wrong.” Suguru’s voice dropped low, instantly adopting a soothing tone. His fingers toyed with the edges of your ears, brushing the soft fur gently. “Mommy and daddy...they had problems. And I know it must be hard to believe, but they did it to themselves.”

“You’re such a liar!” Smacking his hand away from your ears, you glared at him, frustrated tears stewing on your lash line. “I heard you shoot them Suguru! I heard mom-” Your voice cracked, and the tears began to stream down your face. “I heard her tell you not to do it.”

Falling silent, Sugurus face remained neutral. His hand remained in the air from when you smacked it away, and the only indication he was still alive was the subtle flicker of his eyelids and the way his chest barely moved as he breathed.

“I knew I should have drugged you more.” He finally broke the silence, putting his hand back on the door to keep you trapped. Everything Suguru did felt like you were watching it in slow motion. The way he drew in a deep breath, expanded his chest and arms out wide and then drew you into a tight, bone crushing embrace all felt like it happened too slow. Like you should have been able to prevent it.

“Suguru!” You screamed his name from the top of your lungs, throat quickly going raw from the volume of your shouts. “Let me go! Let me go!” Writhing around, you felt the air quickly being squeezed out of you.

“It doesn’t matter now though. It’s all in the past!” Laughing to himself, Suguru took a few steps back, going to the middle of the deserted street and under a light post. “That’s right! The past! No need to worry about it, what’s done is done!”

“Su-Sugu-nii! Sugu-nii please!” You finally broke. You finally called him what he had trained you to call him for all those years. Your precious big brother.

“Oh how I missed hearing you call me that!” Still laughing, Suguru let out a loud hum. “I think I should record you saying that so I can play it over and over whenever I need my fix.”

“Sugu-nii, please!” The tears of frustration were now turning to tears of fear and desperation. The squeezing had stopped, you could just barely suck in air, but your feet still dangled off the ground. “Please let me go- this isn’t okay!”

“What does a dumb little kitten know about what is and isn’t okay?”

“Sugu!”

“You’re just a stupid little baby who got scared without her mommy and daddy and ran away. Well don’t worry, my darling sister, Sugu-nii is here to take care of you.” Nuzzling his nose against your ears affectionately, Suguru sighed contently. “We’ll be a family again, just like before. You’ll be with the pack just like you’re supposed to.”

“I’m not- not even a fox, Sugu!” Your chances of leaving his hold anytime soon were quickly diminishing, there wasn’t much you could say - if anything - to convince him to stop. “I don’t need to live in a pack, I don’t- I’m not a canine at all!”

“Hm, like that matters. Foxes act more like cats anyway.” Shrugging his shoulders, Suguru put his hand on the back of your head, raking his nails softly against your scalp. He was holding you now like a baby doll, the arm that had previously been crushing you against him now coming to rest under your bottom and cradle you.

Something caught your eye, making you twist away from Suguru in hopes that it was someone that had heard the screams and was coming to save you. Your heart deflated just as quickly as it swelled when it was Kento who had appeared, a metal briefcase in his hands.

“Look, Kento-nii is here. Go to him.” Putting you on your feet, Suguru nudged you forward. Your knees locked, refusing to move toward the imposing figure.

“It wasn’t nice to drug Gojo like that, little kitten. He’s passed out in the back of the car as we speak, you’ll have to apologize to him when he wakes up.” Kento closed the distance between the two of you, eyes glowering and brows tightly knit together.

“How did you-”

“You think just because you run away we can’t track your scent? How do you think we found you at the club after you so rudely left our conversation? Just a few sniffs and it was like you walked us right there.” Flicking the briefcase open, Kento’s face was obscured as he began to dig around for the contents. “I was waiting by the backdoor of that shitty little club, I had a feeling Gojo wouldn’t be able to convince you to come back and you’d make a run for it again, and you did. It was far too easy to call up Getou and let him know.”

The words Kento was saying were barely sticking inside your head, your complete focus going to the loaded syringe he had pulled out from the briefcase and was now holding in his hands, an almost bored expression on his face.

Taking a step back as he took one forward, you bumped into Suguru’s chest. He made a tsking noise, quickly sliding an arm under your chin and another around your middle to keep you from moving.

“Stop! Stop, Sugu-nii please!” The tears that dripped down your face didn’t matter anymore. Your voice going hoarse from all the screaming didn’t matter anymore. Nothing mattered anymore. At least, nothing you wanted mattered.

“Just try to be calm, little sis. Kento will be quick.” Suguru chuckled darkly, resting his chin atop your head. Any further words you had dissolved into frantic screams as Kento grabbed your arm and wrenched it away from your body.

Pushing the needle into you, he injected you with a serene face. Like he had practiced this before, almost as if he was a doctor giving you a flu shot. Whatever was in the syringe was gone quickly, Kento unloading the whole vial into you before calmly placing it back in the briefcase and shutting it.

“Don’t cry baby.” Suguru cooed, pressing a flurry of kisses on your head as he loosened his hold and began to wipe the tears off your face.

“Sugu- Kento-” You were losing track of the world and fast. Things blurred together, the crisp edges of Kento’s body were melting into the brick walls behind him. Your limbs were giving out on you and Suguru was quick to pick you up and cradle you like he had done before.

“Sshh, just go to sleep.” Pressing his lips against your ear, Suguru whispered softly, giggling at the way you closed your heavy eyes and relaxed into his embrace. “We’ll be home before you know it. One big happy family.”

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Out Of My League| Neville Longbottom

Summary: Neville has liked reader for ages now, but feels like he doesn't deserve her. Fluff/ slight angst (?)

Warning: cussing, my shit writing and spelling, also my first fic!!!!!!!!

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"Neville... i..... I love you!"

"You..... love me?"

"Of course I do! How could I not? I've always loved you, and I'll never stop!"

"I love you too! Oh Y/n, I love you with all my heart."

"Neville"

"Yes my love?"

"Neville"

"Yes what is it?"

"Holy shit hes dreaming about her now"

"W-what?"

"Neville dude wake up"

"Wait huh?"

BANG

"AAAAHHHH WHAT THE FU-"

"Nev, calm down its just us" Harry said as he got up from where he was sat on his bed.

It was just a dream

"What was that noise?" Neville asked slightly annoyed at his friend's for waking him up from such a amazing dream.

"Oh I threw a vase on the floor" Seamus said causally.

"You couldn't of just shook me? Or yelled? You had to throw a vase on the floor?"

"It was my decision in the moment and I stand by it." Neville rolled his eyes at his idiot friend

"But anyways, seems like you were having a pretty good dream eh? "Oh y/n, I love you so much! I just wanna kiss you! I wanna make sweet sweet love to yo-"

"I did not say that!"

"But you were about to!"

"Seamus, love, leave poor Neville alone. Come on we need to get down to breakfast, you should too, Neville" dean grabbed Seamus by the arm and pulled him up along with harry and ron.

He was all alone now. That was the third time this week he'd dreamt of her, it was becoming a problem now. Y/n was a fifth year gryffindor like Neville. She was quite popular with the boys (and girls), most people fell for her beauty, but became uninterested once they learned she wasn't looking for a hookup. But Neville saw her for more then just her beauty, he saw her for her humor, her smarts, her witty come backs, he saw her for her. Well as much as he could, for he had never talked to her.

"Bloody hell..."

He got up and changed into his uniform. Looking at himself in the minor he wondered if he should change his hair.

Y/n never said anything about his hair

She did say that Troy Mason, a ravenclaw in their year, had nice hair

And he was blond

Should he go blond?

Focus Neville

He grabbed his school bag and headed off to breakfast.

"Ugh can you two stop licking each other's faces off, I'm trying to eat." Hermoine said grossed out

"'S not my fault dean has such kissable lips" Seamus stated as if it was obvious, and went right back to kissing.

"I think its romantic, I hope I find that kind of love one day." Ginny looked over to harry. "Dont you agree harry?"

"Oh uh.. yeah I guess?"

Neville rolled his eyes at how harry wasn't picking up on Ginny's flirting.

"Oi, Longbottom!"

Neville turned around to see Y/n standing right there.

Y/n

"Oh um h-hi uh hey"

"Hey! So uh I was wondering if you uh... heh... never mind! Um bye!"

"Oh we-"

Y/n basically ran back to her friends and sat down with her head in her hands. She looked embarrassed, she looks...... flustered? But why would she be flustered after talking to him?

"Holy shit, she wants you hard" by now everyone, except for Neville who is confused and hermoine who is annoyed, is smirking and looking at Neville

"W-what do you mean?"

"Were you not here for what just happened? Shes nervous around you! And she was blushing! I mean come on its obvious! Not to sound sexist-"

"If you have to say "not to sound sexist" before saying something its probably sexist" hermoine said glaring at Seamus.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today jeez. Anyway! Not to sound sexist BUT all women act the same when they have a crush. It's a fact. They get all blushy, and shy, and start twirling their hair" Seamus pretends to twirl his hair. "And start swaying their hips, and pushing put their boo-"

"Okay now its borderline sexist" ginny interjected.

"Yeah even I gotta agree with that." Ron said

"Ugh whatever, point is, shes into you."

Theres no way such a pretty girl like y/n would be into him!

Right?

"Alright everyone! Seats please, everyone sit down please I haven't got all day!" Professor Sprout shouted at the students who where coming into the greenhouse.

This had always been Neville's favorite class, not only did he get to be around plants, but y/n was also in the class.

"Alrighty, good morning everyone. Today you will be partnering up in groups of two and-"

Everyone began moving to who they wanted to be partner up with.

"-Wait! No no no! I will be choosing partners today!"

Almost everyone made a "ugh" and moved back to where they were originally standing.

"Okay, Sasha Williams and Danny Holms, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, Y/n Y/l/n and Neville Longbottom...."

Wait

What?

They're going to work together?!

Wait no.

What if he embarrasses himself?!

What if hes to quiet and its awkward?!

What if he smells?!

Wait did he even brush his teeth this morning?!

What if he ha-

"Hiya Neville!"

Shit.

"Oh hey, um, hi."

"I'm really excited to be working with you!"

"Really?!"

He said that much louder then he would of liked to.

"I-i mean, why exactly are you excited?"

She giggled and it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.

"Well your like the best at herbology! And if I'm being honest, I kinda suck at this so I'm happy I got paired with you."

"Well i-"

"Alright now that everyone has a partner, I'll tell you what you'll be doing." Professor Sprout interrupted before Neville could continue. "You'll pick one plant to study and then write a 1000 word essay on it."

Most people groaned but not Neville and y/n, Neville was excited to spend time with y/n, and y/n was excited... well Neville didn't really know why she seemed so happy.

She turned to Neville. "I think we should do the Mimbulus Mimbletonia, it's a really pre-"

"That's my favorite plant!" He interrupted

"S-sorry uh what were you going to say?"

She laughed. "I was just gonna say it's really pretty, but I don't know anything about."

"Its a truly fascinating plant! Nobody talks about it enough when they should."

"I know right! Its almost li-"

"Longbottom, y/l/n! You need to leave, the Hufflepuffs will be here soon."

"Oh sorry professor, we'll be on our way."

"So when do you wanna meet up to study?"

"Oh um whenever works f-for you."

"How about tomorrow after class? We can meet in the library."

"Yeah okay! Sounds good."

"Cool, well bye nev!"

Nev

Nobody ever called him nev. It was always Neville, or Longbottom, or some other names that he would rather not think about. He could get used to nev.

"Hiya nev!"

Neville hadn't been waiting for long when y/n showed up, she was wearing a flowy white dress with sunflowers, a muggle plant witch Neville loved, all over it and black convers. To most it was just a pretty dress, but to Neville she looked like a godess.

"H-hi y/n."

"Ya ready to study?"

"Y-yeah."

He had no idea how he would be able to focus when she looked like that.

They had been studying for one hour, she would read outloud and he would write it down.

"Okay it says here "originated in Assyria. It was most notable for its pulsating and squirming nature and its unique defence mechanism. When prodded, a substance called Stinksap was squirted...."

Neville couldn't focus on what she was saying, only hearing the sound of her beautiful voice but not comprehending the words. He stared at her lips, she had a pinkish lip gloss on that day and it looked amazing on her. He watched the way her hands move, so graceful.

"Nev did you write that down?"

"What? Oh no s-sorry I just zoned out."

"Its fine, actually theres been something on my mind that I need to ask you."

That made Neville incredibly nervous.

What if she knew he liked her? What if Seamus told her? What if she finds him creepy? What if she-

"Do you wanna go on a date?"

Wait what.

"W-what?"

"A date, with you and me. This Saturday maybe?"

Say something Neville. Say something. Anything. Say something.

"So whatcha think? Wanna go on a date?"

"Hey Neville, how was it studying with your dream girl?" Ron said with a smirk when Neville walked in.

"She asked me to go on a date."

"Holy shit really?" Seamus said excitedly.

"Yeah." Neville said sadly

"My man! So when ya going?"

"I'm not, I said no to her."

"What? Why the hell would you do that?" Seamus seemed pissed.

He wanted to say yes, he really did, but he knew he couldn't, it just wouldn't be fair for her.

She was beautiful, smart, kind, she stood up for what she believed in, she was funny, she would listen to him talk about plants for hours, she would hold his hand even though its sweaty from nerves, she would reassure him when he felt bad, she would be perfect, she was perfect, and he knew he didn't deserve perfect.

"I couldn't say yes! Shes too good for me!"

"That's not true Neville, your good enough for her." Harry said.

Suddenly ginny barged into the room.

"What the fuck did you do to her?!" She yelled at Neville.

"W-what?"

"What the fuck did you do? It's a simple question!"

"I-I didn't do anything!"

"Well apparently you did. I was just walking around with Luna and I hear y/n sitting in a empty classroom fucking crying!"

"How do you know I had anything to do with it?"

"Because you guys just got done studying together! Harry was telling me all about it, and when you planed on ending! So I'll ask one more time, what the fuck did you do to her?"

"I-I... I said no to her when she asked me out..."

"The fuck? Why in Merlin's name would you do that? I thought you liked her?!"

"Because I'm not good enough for her! She deserves someone better!"

"Who told you that? Malfoy?"

He shyly nodded.

"You're really gonna listen to ferret boy? The guy that couldn't even keep Pansy? That's who your gonna listen to? I mean bloody hell Neville, it doesn't matter if draco thinks you should be with her, what matters is that she likes you! She wants to be with you, and you just broke her heart."

Neville realized that he made a big mistake saying no to her, and he knew he had to fix it quick.

"Fuck..... your right! Where is she?!"

"Its okay y/n, he doesn't know what hes missing."

Luna was doing her best to comfort y/n.

"I-I just thought h-he liked me back. Everyone t-" hiccup "-t-that he did."

"I'm sure he does, maybe he just got nervous and said no?"

Neville ran to the empty classroom ginny told him y/n was in.

"Luna, can I talk to y/n... alone."

She turned to y/n.

"Are you comfortable with this? If not I'll stay."

"No, I'm okay with it." Y/n tried wiping away the hot tears flowing out of her eyes.

"Okay, well I'll be right outside the door, if you feel uncomfortable just call for me and I'll be right back in here." Luna whispered.

Luna got up and walked out, not before giving Neville a slight glare.

"Hey." He said awkwardly.

"Hey."

"Listen I'm sorry I just-"

"No its fine, really. I dont want you to feel like you have to like me. I-I just really thought you did."

"I do! I do, its just.."

"Just what?"

"Just.." Neville thought about lying to her but knew she would find out soon enough.

"You're just so good, so amazing, a-and I'm not." He let out a breathy laugh. While she looked at him with a sad smile.

"I feel like I dont deserve you, I mean, you're way out of my league."

"That's not true at all! Nev-" she put her hand on his. " you are one of the kindest, smartest, caring, and handsome guys I've ever met! And even if you don't believe I'll be here every day to remind you of how amazing you truly are."

By the time she was done talking Neville had tears in his eyes. No one had ever said those things about him before, so hearing it from her made him even more in love.

"I- wow I dont know what to say."

"Its okay, you dont have to say anything. Well, actually you do."

"What?"

"Will you go on a date with me?"

"Y-yes! Of course!"

Before the two could do anything else they heard cheering on the other side of the door.

"Fuck yeah!" They heard Seamus yell.

"Y'know, I didn't think he'd be able to save it but he did." They heard what sounded like Ron.

"Shut up you two! They'll hear us!" Ginny whispered/yelled at the two boys.

"We can hear you!" Y/n yelled as she walked over to the door and opened it.

There she saw Seamus, dean, Ron, harry, ginny, hermoine and Luna.

"Shit! Scatter!"

A/n

So...... I did that.

So I lowkey hate this fic with every inch of my body, mind, and soul BUT I'm still posting it.

Tagging some moots, dont feel like you have to read tho bc its trash

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