#THIS MOVIE HAD BEEN SITTING INFRONT OF ME FOR YEARS AND I NEVER WATCHED IT. SAL BEING A DUMBASS TAG :D

[midnightbluebells03]

Request: The reader and ellie are friends, but the reader doesn't know if she likes girls or not, so ellie offers to let her experiment on her. Friends to lovers and mutual pining. 💓 a happy ending, preferably. Up to you whether or not to include smut!

FALLING INTO ME

CW - hair pulling, mentions of past experiences with men, oral (R receiving), thigh grinding

WC - about 2k - no outbreak AU

Leave me Ellie or Abby requests x

This was wrong right? Infront of you your childhood best friend Ellie sits crossed legged on her bed. The faded plaid sheets that have replaced dinosaurs from her youth clutched in your unforgiving grasp.

"We don't have to do anything" she says barely above a whisper. Like she's afraid to even suggest it. The air is tight, hot, like someone lit a fire and let the smoke invade the room. But there's Ellie. Her hand sitting on your thigh as her thumb swipes across bare skin, the floral sleep shorts you had opteded for letting her trace over it with no barrier. Her back pressed to the headboard like it's the only thing keeping her sitting upright. "I shouldn't have said anything I'm sorry". Her hand retreats with a slight tremble.

Just ten minutes ago you were sharing a bottle of some cheap wine Ellie had got from the corner store. Giggling and reminiscing on your intertwined lives, awkward teen phases that melted into adulthood when you let it slip.

You think you might like girls.

Of course you weren't sure, you'd never done anything with a girl, but all your experiences with boys just felt empty. Felt like a chore more than fun. And who better to tell than Ellie? She had been out for years, having had her fair share of girlfriends despite her slightly awkward attitude at times. When the word 'experiment' left your lips you saw a glint in her eyes.

It made her pause, wipe her mouth with the back of her hand and place the bottle onto the nightstand. Making space for it amongst the clutter. The way she looked at you made you tilt your head in confusion, until she opened her mouth.

"You could experiment with me"

"Ellie" you finally speak up, grasping her wrist gently to halt her movement. Fingers grazing over her tattoo and making her gaze snap from the floor to your eyes. God she did really have the prettiest eyes. You'd always thought so, oftentimes comparing the hues to the fresh grass during summer or the moss growing deep in your parents garden. "I want to"

"Yeah?" She looks like she doesn't believe you, eyebrows slightly knitted together. You swallow hard before nodding, Ellie beckons you over with her hand. "Cm'here" when you inch closer you can't help but watch how Ellie flicks her tounge over her slightly chapped lips. Feeling her slowly move to hold onto your waist as you start to straddle her lap while your hands rest on her shoulders. "If you want to stop just tell me okay?"

"Promise" you feel your heart speed up as Ellie leans in. Far enough where you could kiss her but she let's you make the choice. So you do. Pressing your lips to hers and letting your eyes flutter shut.

And it makes it feel like a firework has went off in your chest.

The two of you mesh together like puzzle pieces, soft and slow while your mind races with a million thoughts. You can feel how Ellie is holding back, her hands not moving from their position on your waist. But after a few minutes when you rock your hips forward slightly you could almost swear she groans into your mouth. So you do it again, making her pull back from the kiss.

"Can I touch you?" She was always like this, always asking a million question. Things like if you wanted the last slice of pizza or what movie to put on. She always let you take the lead, like she was afraid of making the wrong choice. You nod but she just chuckles softly. "Words darling" it makes you want to clentch your thighs together, the way her her accent slips into that semi texan drawl that she picked up from Joel.

Your hands come over the top of hers, guding her up and under your tank top "Please Els"

Her fingers are calloused from the years of guitar, running up your skin slowly. Too slowly. But you don't want to complain, not with the way she's looking at you. Eyes following her hands as she pushes the fabric further up your body. You decide to speed it up a little. Taking the fabric in your own hands and pulling it over your head, throwing it somewhere in the room.

Normally this is when you'd start to feel weird. Your body would almost stiffen and your brain would be flooded with thoughts of leaving. A deep guilt or twisted knot in your throat.

But not now.

Not with Ellie.

Instead your stomach tightens at how her eyes take you in. Slowly scanning over you like you're the most breath taking thing she's even seen. Her hands pause just before reaching your breasts, her pupils so blown her green eyes as almost black as she looks up at you.

"Take it off?" She whispers. Her finger coming up to ghost over the band of your bra. You nod, reaching around with shaky hands to undo the clasp. Letting the bra fall onto Ellie's lap in the sliver of space between you two. She picks it up and moves it to the side, carefully. Like it was priceless even though it was the cheapest one you owned. Some target bralette that was on sale. It was nothing like how your previous partners treated your belongings. With them it was always thrown across the room like trash, nothing more than an obstacle to their pleasure. "You're so- you're just so- fuck" Ellie mumbles before chewing on her bottom lip. Her cheeks flushed the sweetest shade of pink as her hands slowly creep up your sides, inching towards your breasts.

"Ellie" you whine softly, the ache between your legs become worse with every passing second. Like you were dying for her to just touch you. It makes her lock eyes with you, as her thumb runs over your nipple. Making them stiffen and forcing a soft gasp from your lips.

"Just tell me what you want baby" her lips trail down your neck slowly as she mumbles into your skin. "I'll give you everything just tell me"

Your voice cracks slightly as you finally manage to say "Touch me"

You can feel as a slight smirk creeps onto her lips. Her fingers continuing to toy with your nipples. Just enough to make you needy but not enough to scratch the itch in your core. "I am". The faux innocence in her voice makes you roll your eyes.

"Ellie" you huff, feeling your face heat up at what you're about to say. "Fuck me please? Wanna know what it's like" with that Ellie leans into your neck fully while her hands keep on your chest, starting to place kisses down your skin as your head tips back. You can feel her smile as she moves further down, nipping slightly at your pulse point. Your hand moves to her hair, gripping softly while your hips uncontrollably start to rock against her. Desperate for any friction. Ellie pulls back but before you can complain she taps your hip.

"Straddle my thigh" you tilt you head confused but she gives you a smile before brushing a lose strand of hair out your face. "Trust me". So you do what she's asks, shifting until your legs are either side of her thigh. Ellie brings her hands to your hips, starting to steadily rock you against her. You gasp then moan softly. Almost teary eyed at finally getting some real touch from her. Even if it's clad by several layers of fabric. "See? How's that feel?"

"Good" you say with a shaky voice as Ellie sets your pace. Guiding you with a tight grip. "Feels good Ellie fuck"

"Mm" she coos softly, kissing over your collarbones before nipping at the sensitive spot where your neck and shoulder meet. "Just gotta get you ready yeah? Get you all wet for when I fuck you so good you'll forget about all the guys that couldn't make you cum". Her lips move down to your hardened nipples, wrapping around one of them as you throw you head back in pleasure.

Now this Ellie?

This was a whole new person. Like her awkward shell broke away and left someone who you were going to be thinking about forever. Suddenly all the girls she managed to get with make sense, because she's hardly touched you and you're soaking through your panties.

"Fuck" your hands tighten on her shoulders as her tounge rolls over your nipple. You still your hips, almost afraid that she'll make you cum just from this and that makes her pause. Detaching from you with a confused look.

Her eyebrows knit together and her hand comes up to cup your hot cheek. "You okay?"

Maybe it's the wine, maybe it's the years of subtle crushing. Or maybe it's the way your almost certain there's a wet patch on Ellie's pyjama bottoms but you can't help stumbling out. "Fuck me Ellie"

Her hand snakes back down to your hip and she flips you over, making you squeal as your back hits the sheets. A slight giggle leaving your lips before Ellie crashes hers with yours. Her hand moving down your stomach to the band of your shorts. She pulls back but you don't give her a a chance to ask, already pulling off your shorts and panties. Kicking them onto the floor as Ellie moves down to between your legs.

"What you doing?" You ask with a slight tilt to your head, propping yourself onto your elbows to look down at her.

"What's it looks like?" She asks with a slight chuckle, starting to pepper kisses up your inner thighs but pausing before reaching your dripping pussy. "What? No one eat you out before?". Her smile fades when you shake your head, eyes darting between you and the sight before her. "That's just criminal dude"

Before you can comment on the fact she's just called you dude her tounge licks a fat strip through your folds. Making you gasp and grip the sheets. Skilled tounge circling your clit while her eyes stay focused on you. With a certain flick your hand flies to grab onto her auburn locks, tugging from the root as Ellie moans into you.eyes fluttering shut as your hips start to rutt against her face, changing a high you've never even come close to with others.

"Ellie" you whine as your back arches, soft pants filling the room as her hands creep up your hips and pull you closer. Making you moan so loudly you're almost certain anyone walking by outside would've heard. "Fuck, fuck, Els- gonna-!". Ellie doesn't falter, doesn't give you a second to breath as your orgasm rushes through you. Hips desperately trying to escape Ellie's grasp as she works you through it, no sign of caring about the way your thighs clamp around her head unforgivingly.

By the time she pulls away to lick your slick from her lips your brain is fuzzy. Staring up at the same ceiling you helped pull glow in the dark stickers off as Ellie taps your shin.

"You...you okay?" Her voice sounds so small. You finally manage to hold yourself up to look at her. Lips swollen from your teeth sinking into them and face hot to the touch.

"That...Els that-" your words get caught in your throat so instead you reach for the collar of her shirt. Pulling her up until your lips crash together, the taste of yourself filling your mouth as Ellie places a hand on the back of your neck.

When you two part she gives you a cocky smile. Gliding her fingers across your cheek before moving the loose babyhairs out of your face. "I'm gonna take that as a five star review then?"

You giggle before fake thinking. "Hmm I don't know Els think I need to try it again, yknow get all the data".

She nods with pursed lips, a serious expression taking over her face. "For science".

"For science".

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Her Favorite - Pt 3

Billie Eilish x female reader !

A/n: this is the last part of this series I hope you all enjoyed it !! This was one of my favs to write <3

Summary: you're the teachers pet. Her. Favorite.

Warnings: smut, tension ? A small tiny argument, fingering, strap, r sucks billies tits, teasing from both parts, slight angst ??? Scissoring - let me know if I missed anything !

Tags - @trulyy-yourzz @eilishslut @brat-at-the-disco @iluvapplesxh @chrissv4mp @n0vabug @dollyvuu

Masterlist - pt 1 , pt 2

You didn't want to believe it, but she had been distant. Why? It was bugging you because all you wanted was her. Just her. And the more the time passes that's all you could think of. Her. Your God damn teacher. You could barely focus with the thought of her recently so when she had started this weird distancing. You were a bit hurt. But, you decide to try your best to ignore it. "Hey Y/n!" You hear Silvi say, approaching you. You turn to face her. "Oh hi!" You say cheerful. "Since we didn't get to hang out that one time I thought I'd invite you to this party I'm going to tomorrow night." You think for a moment.

"You know what yeah, I'd love to." She smiles and goes about her day. This couldn't hurt anyone right? That was unconvincing, you knew it'd bother someone. But then again that someone doesn't really seem to care currently. Why the hell not!

It was a Saturday and you were in her bed, things were quiet like they have been. Until she turns over and wraps her arms around you. "Sorry I haven't been that present. End of the year so it's hectic as a teacher." You look up into her eyes. Oh.. That's why, now you felt bad about going to this party. But why, you deserved to have fun. You just nod, going to kiss her cheek and sit up. "I uh, I'll just get going." Her brows furrow. "You know you can stay another night babe." You bite your lip. "Yeah but I just don't have a change of clothes here." She looks at you. "Those are fine, no?" You sigh. "I'm going somewhere."

Her head tilts with a grin. "What, no invite?" You stand up, causing her face to shift. Her features changing at your body language. "It's uhm, a school party. So it'd be a bit you know." She caught on. "Right, gotcha." Billies fear was infront of her, she didn't want to believe it. She was 9 years older than you ofcourse you needed to be around people your age. But she wondered if that was romantically too. She didn't want that, she just wanted you. "You hate parties though." It was true, you did. Then that jealousy kicks in. "Shes going to be there isn't she." You stay silent for a moment as you put your pants on, leaving her baggy t-shirt on.

You grab your keys,but she's up and out of bed. "Hey." She says when you don't respond, coming over and making you look at her. There was more silence as she finds the right thing to say. She wants to tell you to be careful and to not do this at all. But shes better than that. "Have fun ok?" You nod again, kissing one another before you leave. The kiss lingers on your lips, and you miss it. Did you even want to go to this party?

It was too late you were already there with Silvi, having a few drinks but never too much. You really didn't like parties but, you hadn't ever been to one so why fight something you haven't even tried. Laughing, talking, music. Honestly it was boring and you'd rather be spending it with Billie, in your underwear in the comfort. Eating crap, watching movies. That's all you'd want right now. But something pulled you out of that little day dream, you feel a hand on your thigh. Your senses going off, growing uncomfortable. You turn to see it was Silvi's you look at her as she must've done it subconsciously. Talking to whoever infront of her. But her next move wasn't so subconscious. Her hand slowly glides upwards making you get up from your seat.

Her face turns to you. But before anything else you go to find your way around into a room, not realizing she had followed. "Shit, I'm sorry I didn't even-" You shake your head. "It's fine. I just think I want to go home." Not think. You were certain. "You sure?" Your brows furrow slightly. Feeling uneasy. "Positive." She comes over and sits by you. "We could go soon, you got somewhere to be?" Yes. At our teachers house. "No I just, don't really want to be here." She gets closer. You felt icky. "Please just take me home." Her demeanor changes. "Fine." Your brows furrow again, what the fuck was up with her.

You were close to Billies place. "Just let me out here." She slows down. "This isn't your place." You go to open the door. "I know it's a friend's." She didn't seem to really care. Wow, Billie was right she wasn't any good. "Bye." You say closing the door, watching her zoom off. You felt gross, wanting to get in there and find some sort of comfort. You knock on the door, getting greeted by a slightly sleepy Billie. "Hey, no fun?" You shake your head, noticeably seeming down. You step in. Being greeted by the smell of her place. It was such a beautiful smell. "Something happen?" You give it a moment. "Nah, just wanted to be in comfort tonight." She sensed something was up, but going to let it be for now.

"Ok well, the beds missing you." You smile at her. "I'm missing the bed." She puts a hand over her heart. "You and my bed might as well date, you like it more than me." You giggle, shoving her lightly. She loved making you laugh or even smile. It made her feel powerful that she could make that happen, it made her heart happy to hear and see. You both get into the bed once you get out of that annoying dress. You eventually fall asleep in one another's arms.

Wednesday, Wednesday. Wednesday. Things seemed to be normal again, which you were thankful for. Today was a stripped shirt and tie day. And she looked tasty as ever. You were in a very playful mood so today you went with yet another short skirt. Her eyes land on it instantly. Giving you a look, but you just returned it with an innocent smile. The shirt you were wearing wasn't helping either. Tight. You were honestly thanking the universe that Silvi wasn't there today. You don't need some repeat of a few weeks ago. At the end of the lesson you slowly get your things, everything was so slow, intentionally so. You go over to her desk, her eyes not meeting yours just yet even though everyone's gone.

"Hi!-" "What are you wearing." Her tone was calm, knowing good and well she was far from that. "Well hello to you aswel." Your eyes roll. "And I thought you loveddd my skirts." She stands. "Why are you testing me today hm?" You shrug. "Good thing Silvi wasn't here to drool over it." You cringed slightly, remembering she was right about her. But you soon roll your eyes again. "Whatever I seriously-" But her hand was around your neck, you tense slightly but only for a moment. It was just her, you didn't need to worry. You had actually been doing that alot recently, that whole interaction had frightened you to say the least, you felt weak and out of your own control in that moment that night.

It was frightening without a doubt. "Don't test me babygirl." Her tone was full of warning, you gulp. Clenching your thighs. Her head motion down as you do, letting out a dry chuckle. "Really? You like me doing this?" Your words go. But her hand soon leaves, causing you to whine. You wanted more. She goes back over to her desk. "I'll just finish that up then we can head to mine." You had forgotten it was the end of the day. Score. You think for a moment. "Yes ma'am." She laughs a tad, shaking her head. She thought you were being silly. No, you were dead serious. So when that doesn't work you resort to your next trick. Your eyes scan her desk.

Seeing a pencil laying there, your fingers go to move it off. "Oopsies, my bad." She wasn't really paying attention, she was finishing a few things. But her head turns as shes faced with your ass. Her eyes widen as she spots the second fucked thing you did today. Her eyes look around as if someone would see. Everyone left. Her eyes return as you slowly stand up. She grabs the bottom of your skirt pulling it as much down as she could. "Are you serious?" She then says. Your head turns to her. "Whattt?" Her eyes widen again, brows furrowing tremendously. "You were sitting there. For almost an hour with nothing on!?" You giggle. "Nooo, I just took them off. But you weren't looking sooo." Her temper shines through. "Jesus fucking christ."

She's surely worked up from seeing your bare cunt on display for her. "Office. Go." You bite your lip. And boom, you got what you want. So you thought. She locks the door behind her, coming up behind you and pushing you over her desk. Causing you to bend over. "Might just tease the fuck out of you and leave you here." Your head turns to look back at her. "You wouldn't." - "Oh yeah?" Her finger makes contact with your folds. "Imagine if someone had walked in." She was still mad, making her finger retract. This was going to piss you off sooner or later. She grabs her tie, bringing it over your exposed ass.

"Out in the open like that." It travels around to your neck, she wraps it around tightening ever so slightly. "With this stupid fucking skirt." It tightens more, you gasp. But it then loosens as she grabs your wrists, tying them together. Causing you to fall further into the desk, the coolness hitting your cheek. Her hand makes contact with your hair, pushing just a tad. "Please, I'm sorry." You then plead. She chuckles maniacally. "Bad girls don't get treated nicely." You bite your lip as you think of a response. "Teach me to be good then." You say, your voice soft. It was her turn to bite her lip. "You gunna listen?" You nod. "Answer me." - "Yes, Ms O'Connell." She lets out a breath, finding the way you say it so hot.

Her hands fiddle with the belt around her waist, pulling out your favorite one of her straps. It was the second most large one she owned. And in an instant it's prodding your hole, ready for access. Your back arches, moving around to try get it in. "Don't dig your grave further." She says stilling your hips. "B-" You stop yourself. This was already bad you couldn't make things worse. Little did you know. The tip slides in, not fast enough but you keep your mouth shut. No whines, no protests no nothing. Not until she bottoms out inside you. Your mouth hangs open at the feeling. "This fucking skirt." Her fury was still evident. Very. Evident. Especially when she snaps her hips hard against you.

The stretch made your eyes squeeze shut, your legs almost doing the same but her hands make sure that doesn't happen. Your brain went into a frenzy, biting your lip so hard you draw some blood. Your tongue swipes over it, letting out a small hum. She looks at why you had done that, seeing your blood lip. She looks at it for a split second, then your eyes. The way they roll back as she's giving you backshots on her fucking desk. You were like a drug to her, she found you to be the most precious thing ever. "Gunna cum? Can feel you getting tighter." Her body leans over yours, her hands on the brown wood. Either side of your body. Her thrusts were ungodly. "Mm, yes!" You gasp as it hits your g-spot. "Found it." You moan. Cumming immediately.

She pulls out bringing you up and making you sit on the desk. Kissing your lips, tasting that same thing you tasted moments ago. Slowly pushing you back, feeling the cold desk against you. She was hovering over you, no words being said. She gets up close to you. "Maybe you should get it into your head..." Her voice low. Her hand moves to wrap around your neck her strength pulling you up and off her desk just slightly. Your eyes widen as she does. "You're mine." But you smirk, sealing the whole situation with one last kiss.

Fridays were probably your favorite, not only was it the end of the week, but you got to see your hot girlfriend. As you enter you're blinded by today's outfit. How would you ever focus. The dang glasses. The way her top fit perfectly, the long skirt. You sit down in your spot. Fixated on her cleavage. You needed to stop this was bad. Then you thought for longer. Was this pay back? Was she giving you a taste of your own medicine from the other day? Your heart skips a beat when she makes eye contact with you. Your thighs squeeze. She was so evil.

You were begging for this to be over and soon. You were also begging to suck on her t- "Y/n? You with us?" You gulp quietly, but her eyes watch your throat. She knew. "Oh, yes. Sorry." This was absolute torture. But you let out a relieved sigh when it was finally time. Everyone goes to leave as you go over to her. "Hi!" You say happily. She smirks. "Hi babygirl." That fucking nickname. "You good today?" Oh God the way she was speaking. "Yes." You knew she was asking how you were feeling, not how you would be acting for her. On your knees, obeyi- "Earth to Y/n?" Your head shakes. "Huh?" She smiles. She's got you right where she wants you. "I asked if you were ready to go my love?"

"Mhmm!" You say wanting to get out of there as fast as possible. You needed her. So bad. So when you get to hers your legs rush to her room, her slowly following. You whine at how long she's taking. "Billieee." She laughs. "Yes pumpkin?" You glare at her, getting frustrated. But you were just so needy there was no room for your bratty remarks. "Pleaseeee." You say, from your spot on the bed. She comes over, getting ontop of you. Thankfully there was a slit in the skirt so she could maneuver properly. Her hand moves over your body, moving to your soaked underwear. She hums to herself. Knowing exactly what she's upto. And glad she's succeeding.

Her finger slips past and enters you a little bit. You gasp. "Remember to breathe." ..... "Good girl." Her fingers enter you slowly. But your eyes are glued to her tits. They just looked so incredibly good in that outfit. Your hands move to touch but she grips them. "Uh uh. Since you didn't have a proper punishment the other day you need to learn your mistakes." You huff, is she serious? She can't be. You just wanted to wrap your lips around them and you wanted to do it now. "That's not fair." You mumble. Her brows raise.

"No? Not fair huh? Let's circle back to you wearing that tight, shirt and tiny tiny skirt. I had to focus on teaching, I had to refrain from fucking the living shit out of you because you indeed looked God damn hot in it. I had to wait a whole. Hour. You can't wait that, and a bit more. Can't you?" You swallow. Having no words. "Bu-" "Uh uh. Don't but me, you know good and well." You let out a moany, huff. "Come on now, don't be like that angel. You'll get what you want. You just have to work for it." You wriggle. "Ah! Lesson learned, I won't do it again." She doesn't even let your hand move to touch before she's pinning them down. "What, did I say."

And you caved, you were too far gone with need to care. "Please, Billie I'm sorry I wore such a revealing skirt like that in public, you know I won't do it again. I promise and if I break it you can do such horrible things and I'll have to take it just please. Please let me suck them." You were almost on the verge of tears, but man was she enjoying every bit of this. "You want to suck them huh?" She ponders as you nod manically. "Please, I need to so bad." She still thinks. "No wonder you were so wet." You whimper. Oh that sweet whimper. And within an instant that shirt is loose. Her tits spill out right before your eyes.

Your thighs sqish tightly as your mouth latches so fast. Closing your eyes. She bites her lip, watching you suck. Bite. Do it all. You were too far gone. Incredibly far. The way you swirld your tongue made her grunt. The feeling so good. Her hand makes its way into your hair, stroking it as you do so. "You are a good girl, shit." She breathes. But she nearly goes mental with your next words. "Mmm, mommy." Her eyes look at the headboard processing. She grabs your face, kissing you with such hunger. Your subby state makes it sloppy. Moaning into the kiss. "Say that again." She says against your lips. And as you were about to. Her finger is back in your pulsing cunt. "F-fuck! Mommy." - "Mm, good. Louder."

Her fingers speed up as you go to again. "Mommy!" It was music to her ears. If she wasn't inlove before she sure as hell is now. "Cum for me, go on." Her fingers enter deep. Making your head spin, and eyes roll back. Gushing all over her fingers. Her eyes look down, looking at the white substance. "You, my girl. Are just one sexy thing huh?" Your head rests back out of breath. "You're sexier."

Weeks pass. Things were back to how they were a few months back. Everyime something beautiful happens it gets ruined and by what? It was eating at you. Was it you? What was going on. You wanted to ask but that'd just opened room for her asking what had happened that night. She had asked the day after if you wanted to talk about it but you declined and said it wasn't important. Maybe you should've told her. You didn't want her freaking out or even saying- 'I told you so.' But when she notices your strange behavior over the last few days its making her want to know more.

The other day.

You had just woken up, making some food, when you hadn't heard her come in. You had on her t-shirt and some underwear, humming away to yourself. When a hand touches your thigh, the same thigh that she touched. You jump back, turning to look at her. She was about to apologize for giving you a fright, but then she remembered. She's done that dozens of times before. You always knew it was her and you always put your head on her shoulder. So when none of that happened she gets more confused. "You've been doing that alot recently angel, everything ok?" You're silent for a bit. "Yeah! Just didn't hear you come in." Such a lie. Even if that was true, she knew something had to be up with the way you reacted. "Okay.."

She thrusts into you slowly, it was all sweet. Everything was. The eye contact, the intimacy. Her thrusts soon speed up, wanting to get you to that bliss feeling. Loving how she always could. She was getting closer to. But everything in the room changes. She touches that sane spot on your thigh making you tense up and gasp. She hadn't noticed at first seeing as you gasp all the time. What was it with that thigh. It wasn't even because of Silvi. But for some reason she triggered it. Something happened ages ago and it was slowly coming back to you. Your hand wraps around her wrist.

Causing her attention to be on you, her brows furrow as she sees your discomfort. She would never ever want to hurt you in any way. "Too fast?" You think for a second, you had to lie you couldn't tell her what was truly bothering you. You then nod, her hand moving to your hip. Soothing any further discomfort. "Sorry babe."

She begins the lesson for today, writing on the board. After that one night things were still dry in the air. You honestly hated it, but it was probably all your fault all along. That's what you'd been telling yourself. But it wasn't all you. Billie was in fact distancing. It was the last thing that she wanted but she was falling hard for you. One half of her didn't care about the fact she was falling for someone so amazing. She loved it, and then the other half wondered if you could do better. When your in your early 30s she will be in her 40s. It didn't sound that bad but it was intense to think about. Let alone the fact she's still your teacher. Even if the year was ending for you this year, you wouldn't have to be as secret atleast.

This was her brain constantly, weighing out the pros and cons. But why should she, she knew what she felt was real despite all of that. But she cared too much about you. She just wanted you to be happy and she didn't know if that was with her. But she definitely looked good today. It made you miss how closer you were before the weird change. You hardly went over to hers anymore and it hurt. It really hurt. "Sorry I'm late." It was Silvi, she had been gone for over a month. You had no idea why. But you avert your gaze, feeling uncomfortable. Remembering that night so clearly. "That's alright, take a seat." Billie gives her a kind smile. Continuing to talk about today's lesson. When her eyes land on you, she notices that sane discomfort like the other night. All she wants to do is comfort you. But she had to stay professional.

She can deal with this afterwards. As the class nears the end she spots how you shift in your seat when Silvi walks past. Her brows furrow, now she was determined to figure out what had happened. Did she do something?

The car ride was silent. It was bugging the both of you but none of you say a thing. As the night goes on it proceeds to consist. Until she speaks up, finally. "You've been weird lately, especially that night that you came home strange from that party and you'd refuse to tell me what happened. And even the other night when-"

"Not now Billie please." - "So you admit something happened?" You stay quiet continuing to take your makeup off. "If not now when? Huh? You keep putting it off whenever I ask you if you're ok. I worry about you for fuck sakes." You turn around so fast. "Bull fucking shit. You've been distancing yourself again! I know damn well its not school. So what is it?" Now she's silent. "What, happened. At. That. Party." You turn to face the mirror. "If you won't tell me why you're distant I won't be telling you that." She was seething, you'd never seen her so angry before. But you didn't care you were getting annoyed too.

Then within seconds her hand Flys to your wrist, you jump getting a fright. She stops in her tracks. "She touched you. Didn't she." You Avert her eyes. "No." Hers squint, not believing that for even a second. "Did she?" - "Billie."

"Did she fucking touch you?"

"Yes. But I stopped it God, why are you so worried." Her brows furrow. "Because, you didn't give her consent to do that! That stupid bitch just thought she could do whatever."

"Why are you so worried when I stopped it." - "She could've pressured you." You shake your head. "Do you think I'm stupid or something?" She puts her weight on her left foot. "You know I don't think that." - "Again. Why are you so fucking worried when you're the only one I want touching me." The room fell silent, a slight need creeping in the air. Her face moves, eyes locking into your own. Her feet move, but so do yours. Lips instantly crashing on the others. Everything grew heated. "Only one?" You nod. "Only one." You both say between kisses. "It's only ever been you." Those words fuel everything in her.

Backing you up out of the bathroom and onto the bed her kisses trail down your neck, down to your cleavage. She takes all that you were wearing off, seeing you all. She then takes her clothes off, leaving you in awe about the special moment that was about to happen. Just you and her, closer than ever. When her cunt slots perfectly into yours you both let out a long well needed moan. This was all you ever wanted, it's all she ever wanted. To have you close in this way. She moves against you, her body moving closer to your own as your breasts touch. Her lips meet yours as she kisses you.

It was the sweetest kiss ever. Full of every emotion. As her movements pick up she pulls back loving how this all felt. "I love you." You were taken aback for a second. But that soon goes away. "I love you." You then reply, she was so happy. Your hands go to her face. "I'm inlove with you." Her heart melts, that's all she ever wanted. She just had no idea if you'd feel the same. "Together." She says softly, putting loose strands of your hair away from your face to see you better. You nod as she picks up momentum, feeling that amazing feeling building up. She feels it too, she feels it all. And with one last move of her hips your both gushing against one another.

You grab her face going to kiss her again, both smiling into it. She lays back on the bed, holding you in her arms. "Why I was distancing honestly had nothing to do with you. It was just my fucked up brain scared I'd ruin things and I nearly did." Your hand rests on her shoulder as you're both on your sides. "Bills. You could never ruin things, I think I've loved you for a very long time, but I too, was afraid. I'd never want you to feel like you had to choose me." She shakes her head. "I'd choose you in a million life times, over and over again." Her hands hold your face. This whole moment was just perfect. It was good to clear up things and communicate. Her eyes wander to your thigh. "I hope you know you can tell me anything at all. I'm here for you, always."

You nod as she says that. You trust her, which was hard for you. You thought this whole school would change that and it had. All because of her. You grab her hand moving it to that exact thigh. You let out a small breath as she watches your face, scans it. Her thumb moving over it soothingly. "Did something deeper happen to you?" You look at her. Thinking for a moment. "Nothing you need to worry about."

Except there was something deeper. Massively, that you knew youd have to tell eventually. And you would. Youd tell her everything. She was now your everything.

[yona049]

𝕻𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕺𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

Part 1

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

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Disclaimer!

This is a story following the events after the Phantom of the Opera (2004) and only follows the movie and not any other adaptations!

Started with this fic a few years ago and finally continued bc I couldn't find any new fic's to read! 🥺

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(For ambiance~)

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Y/n stood with her feet planted infront of the burning Palais Garnier opera house, the ashes of a once red stage curtain falling on her bare shoulders. The only bit of warmth was the costume she was wearing.

A red fire dancer, her hair still in perfect shape. Tho it seems that the other staff of the Opera house weren't as lucky.

Her home was burning down infront of her eyes, and snow did nothing but usher on the burning flames of rage.

This was the doing of one Phantom of the opera. The damned demon took it all from them, their home, their jobs and even Christine Daaé.

The lead singer and great musician that made Y/n dance like never before, Christine's sweet melody made her feet float inches from the ground as her soul danced in sync with her body.

One shiver crawled up Y/n's spine when she heard an unghastly scream. Her feet simply lept to it, only to find a man crawling out of the burning opera house.

"Monsieur!" she cried out to him.

His face seemed to have already been caught by the fire and he barely wore anything but a shirt and his trousers. Y/n fell to her knees beside his weak body.

"Don't worry, Monsieur, you are out of the fire! Please, be still! You are injured. "

She trembled watching blood force its way through the thin gaps between the snowflakes. Blood still warm enough to melt and merge with ice to water.

In a desperate attempt, Y/n pulls off the bottom part of her dancing grown and desperately looked for the point of injury when she finally found the wound on the calve on his leg.

Tieing it tightly before Y/n hoisted him up to his feet.

"Please lean on me, we need to get further from the flames!"

He didn't speak, only grunted in pain. His voice was deep, without effort as if he was willing to Perish without hesitation.

Y/n took a moment to gently touch his burnt skin on his face, he didn't seem to whine. It was as she thought, the wound was not from the fire that had engulfed many others in its treacherous flames.

She shakes herself awake and quickly focuses on the problem at hand.

"I have strength to carry you, but you'll need to carry your consciousness for a little while longer!" she shutted, her voice swelling with pity for him.

'What happened to this poor soul?' She wondered and dragged his feet though the snow.

Y/n didn't know his name, nor his origin from the opera house. Perhaps a operator for the theater special effects? Or perhaps a member of the audience, sitting among the red velvet seats and nearly getting crushed by the chandelier falling loose from its hinges.

It wasn't long after when Y/n and the other performers were taken to a nearby inn. Perhaps it was the will of a greater power that the Opera managers didn't leave them to rot on the streets. Rather to reclaim insurance funds or come around a lone?

At least, she hoped that was the case. But for the moment, she was afraid of what might happen.

The opera house had been home for the last eighteen years of Y/n's life. No, certainly more!

Her father was a dancer, and her mother's legacy had been lost among the chatter and rumors of the opera.

Y/n's father had passed when she was only ten. Now, she was eighteen years older and she promised to follow in his dancing steps to fame.

Still engulfed in her thoughts Y/n stared into the small oil lamp flames while she sat on the bed of the inn. The figure of a woman danced in the red and orange colors.

This seemed to distract her from the man waking up from his exhausted slumber behind her.

He winced with a grumble when Y/n's head turned to face him. His palm covering the burn on his face that she saw before.

"Monsieur?" she whispered in an effort not to frighten him.

His gaze slowly trailed to Y/n's worried expression, but his palm never left his face.

Y/n took this opportunity to explain their predicament.

"Please, do not be frightened. We're in an inn, the managers have sent us to wait until they can reclaim funds."

She stood up to take the bowl of water and cloth to dampen the burnt flesh on the man's face.

She knelt down beside the bed and lightly lifted the damp cloth to his face. His eyes met hers, but Y/n only stared in silence hoping he'd understand her efforts.

Tho he was hesitant, his palm lightly lifted from his face. She feared the wound was still hissing with pain. Lightly the cloth is placed onto his eye and he gave a simple sigh of relief.

Silence filled the room, it would've seemed like only the stars were their witness if it weren't for the drunken cheers from the bar below.

Finally the man took a breath and spoke.

"What of Christine Daaé? Has she been found?"

Y/n's breathing seemed to betray her when her body couldn't fathom the gentle voice the man muttered. She tried to form words, creating a stutter.

"Y-yes, it um, It seems she has been retrieved by the Viscount Raoul de Chagny. She has offered many services to those who did not escape the flames unscathed." she whispered and willed herself to not look into his captivating eyes.

He looks to the side and gives a simple smile, seeming satisfied with his thought.

As soon as his skin was dampened once more he tried to stand with a gasply hiss of pain.

"Monsieur, please be patient! Your wound is still open and fresh!"

He grits his teeth before taking his seat again but looking back at the fireplace.

The rest of the night remained quiet, like he didn't have need to ask her anymore questions.

An awkward night spent sharing a room with a stranger. He fell asleep quickly with exhaustion.

Y/n couldn't sleep. Things ended so abruptly! How could she? Her love died in the fire, her home, belongings. She had nothing to her name anymore.

Y/n quietly stood up from the bed trying to keep noises to a minimum. Avoiding the creeking floor boards and opening the window to look outside.

The smoke from the Opera house covered the sky, no moon in sight. This quiet moment with her thoughts caused her throat to close up and her eyes to push tears.

As quietly as she could, she tried crying everything out, to no avail. Morning her loss took more than just a moment of soft tears.

"I'm sorry my love, Aloïs, I couldn't save you!"

She whispered. Her lover in the theater house had been burnt in the flames because he pushed her away from falling beams.

"Aloïs?"

She gasped when the voice lurks from behind her caught her off guard. The man stood up from the bed and had walked to right behind her without her hearing him.

"Monsieur! I'm so sorry, did I wake you?"

He shakes his head before spotting Y/n's shivers. Looking back at the blanket on the bed, he grabs it with one hand and swings it across her shoulders.

A gentleman! Y/n wasn't sure many workers from the Opera were quite so kind.

"You knew my Aloïs?"

He nods before leaning on the wall next to the window.

"Indeed, he helped me with costumes, more specifically Masks." The man mumbled folding his arms across his chest.

Y/n quickly realized what he meant when the dim light shone on his burnt face. Aloïs was the lead costume designer for all actors, singers and dancers in the opera. He'd certainly be willing to help a gentleman like the man stood next to her.

With a small giggle she put her hand on his shoulder.

"Of course, Aloïs would do something like that. I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable without a mask."

He looks at me confused almost relieved that he wasn't the one in trouble for once. That someone genuinely asked if he was uncomfortable instead of rushing him away and out of sight.

"You're apologizing? Mademoiselle-"

"Y/n, please."

He seems to smile before leaning closer and wiping a lingering tear off Y/n's cheek.

"Y/n, my name is Erik."

Small talk lasted for a few more hours until the sun started to rise.

All members of the Opera house were called to the outside of the Inn where Monsieur André and Firmin would enlighten them of the situation.

Monsieur André took the lead standing ontop of the inn balcony.

"Listen all! I'm afraid we have terrible news you will all now be let go from the Opera house!"

A sudden uproar of voices filled the street and Y/n felt my body wobble a little from shock. Erik stood beside her with his hand on the small of my back trying to stabilize her.

Monsieur Firmin then took the lead and explained:

"This was a terrible tragedy! And with the business in shambles we have no hope of reviving it, thanks to our generous sponsor, Viscount Raoul de Chagny, we will be giving out warm clothes to help with your resignation."

They both quickly scurry out of view back into the inn, likely out the back door leaving the crowd in shock and anger.

Y/n bit her lip feeling another wave of sadness overcome her. Quick breathing and a pounding heart for the unknown future that lied before her.

"Fools!" She hears Erik mumble under his breath.

"We must go quickly!" he said grabbing her hand and pulling her through the crowd to the front.

They got their clothes, thanks to Erik for getting them there early enough to take a few extra pieces of clothes.

Even with a wounded leg, Erik managed to take them to a proper alleyway to get dressed in the clothing.

He dressed first, then stood at the front of the ally to let Y/n get dressed keeping a look out.

A gentleman walked by peeping into the alleyway, but Erik growled loudly and with his burnt face scared the gentleman away.

"I'm done!"

Y/n smiled walking out with the costume she wore neatly folded in her arms.

Erik seemed to smile at her for a very small second then it quickly fell away, he brought his palm to cover his face.

"May I?"

He looked at Y/n confused until she gently took his hand and pulled it away.

"This might not be as good as Aloïs's handy work."

She looked down at her costume before quickly ripping off a piece of the skirt. She used the edges to tie it delicately around the side of his face tracing over it.

"You shouldn't have to hide! People are children! Gasping at the first strange thing they see." Y/n declared.

Erik chuckles but only for a second before going back into a smile.

"Perhaps."

He offers his arm which Y/n gladly took. They walked out into the crowded streets.

The sights were great and all the small shops and children seemed so foreign to her. In the Opera house they only had wooden or stone walls with the occasional windows high up in the building. The space of an open sky and streets going as far as the eye could see was a breath of fresh air.

A few hours later, Y/n suddenly realized that neither Erik or herself currently had a place to live, she have no living family to rely on.

Walking around the city for the first time in years distracted her from the dormant thoughts about the trouble we were in.

She looked back at Erik ready to ask him if he has a plan, but his eyes were sparkling. He was bewildered and intrigued by buildings, people, sounds and other sights. Y/n was starting to wonder if he'd ever been outside the Opera.

She felt a smile spread across her face from the warmth radiating off Erik.

"Erik, have you never-"

"Hello little mis!" a voice from behind her.

Three men quickly surrounded them and Y/n felt her body shrink into fear. Her lack of outside experience made her forget about the rats lurking around the city.

"Well, well! Give us a smile! How much?"

Y/n felt one of the bigger men behind her run his hand down her back.

She jump forward from his touch ready defend herself however, Erik pinched her arm tightly between his bicep and torso.

Y/n looked up at him and noticed the grimace clenching of his teeth.

"Now, this is unfortunate, just as I was starting to enjoy the outside." Erik fumed.

The man reaches for Y/n's behind again but this time Erik uses a closed fist to swing right into the man's nose.

He pushed Y/n off to the side, just hard enough for her to delicately hit the wall. She watched while this night old acquaintance fights off three large men with a bit of wood he swooped off the ground.

Using it to jab into the first mans forearm and then kneeing him in the groin.

Erik kicks the second man in the side, and to their luck, the third starts running. Finally all three run at the first sight of blood.

Erik breathes heavily before dropping to a knee with a loud grunt,clutching his injured leg from the fire.

"Erik!" Y/n ran to his side and wormed her arm underneath his arm and around his torso.

"We have to leave before they bring friends." Y/n stammered.

Her eyes dart around to land on a Inn with a tavern at the ground floor. The sun was setting again so soon and the candles of the tavern were lit.

She walked with Erik and quickly made their way inside to set Erik down in the corner of the tavern by a table.

"Oi!" The barkeep yells at us.

"Out!! You don't have no money!"

Looking at their clothes Y/n understood exactly how he knew we had no money to spend.

"Please! This man is injured, we need-"

He interrupts Y/n again.

"No money, no service! Out!"

Y/n bit her lip hard, thinking of anything to pay this man until she got a small shred of an idea.

"I dance!"

This makes the barkeep stop and look back at them. He leaned against the bar and waited.

Y/n realized he wanted an example before she swallowed the lump of pride in her throat.

She slowly pulled her coat off revealing a very inexpensive dress they received from the Managers.

Low cut to account for all bust sizes and too long skirt for all heights of woman in the Opera house. Throwing the coat over Erik she leaned close to his ear to whisper.

"Hold on, I'll get more help and medicine for that leg."

He groans grabbing Y/n's arm, objecting to what he knew she'd do. She felt her heart want to cry at his genuine worry for her pride. She gently lifts his hand off before turning back to the bar keep.

She looked down at her skirt before lifting it and tieing it into a knot showing just above her knees.

The musician with a pocket fiddle in the corner starts playing a rhythmic song and patrons start coming in.

Y/n puts on the best smile she could muster before starting to move her legs and hips.

Y/n felt the gazes of every drunken basted, but worst of all, she felt Erik watching her. Intrigued or Disgusted? She wasn't sure. She hoped for the latter. It was the better of the two.

Moving her hand over a rich looking patrons shoulders before spinning to the bar and smiling at another gentleman.

For what felt like forever, Y/n danced following each rhythm of each song played.

Getting a small tip from some patrons before she stopped and leaned against the bar.

Out of breath with her chest moving up and down rapidly. Another song had ended. She wasn't sure how much longer she could continue, her legs burnt from no warm up before hand like she knew she had to.

The barkeep, more likely the owner of the inn, pushed a glass of water toward her.

"Well done girl! We haven't had this many patrons in a while."

He praised but Y/n growled and reached out to him with an open palm.

"I did my part, I need payment."

The barkeep looks disgusted and Y/n was afraid for a moment he would refuse her payment. Thankfully he reached into his apron pocket and gave her a good hand full of coins.

Before she could pull her hand back he grabbed her wrist and smirked.

"Come back, with a better attitude, and you can make twice as much."

Y/n gritted her teeth looking away knowing its a large possibility she'd need to come back for more payment.

She pulled her wrist back then ran to where she'd left Erik only to spot him with an angry expression.

"Erik?"

She knew it, he was disgusted! She hesitated in front of him. He only managed to lean forward and pull the knot out of her skirt letting it cover her legs again.

He looks away but patted on the seat beside him. Y/n felt her body once again shrink in on itself as she sat beside him.

She took this opportunity to count the coins and realized they had enough to rent a room for the night and for her to go buy bandages and medicine.

Once they were in the room she felt a very strange hole in her heart, she felt like she'd betrayed him. She was sure he'd leave the next chance he got. She basically did what he'd tried to prevent in the first place.

She sat on the bed facing away while Erik used this time to wash up in the wash room and apply the medicine and bandages himself.

"Y/n."

His voice stood out from the muffled cheers downstairs.

His hand traveled to Y/n's and he sat beside her on the bed.

"I'm sorry."

Those small words made Y/n breath a sigh of relief before she felt his arms wrap her into a hug.

She'd never cried in front of anyone or at least she tried to avoid it as much she could, so how is it possible for this man to have seen her cry twice.

His chin rested on her head as she sobbed. It felt like she would never stop. Until Erik started humming. A soft but familiar tune. A song from the Opera house used in one of the famous plays.

It was beautiful, an angel of music. A voice she didn't know she longed to hear. In sleep he sang to her, and in dreams he he came.

Y/n slowly calmed her sobs before her body fell into a limp sleep and exhaustion.

Erik smiled before slowly laying her onto the bed, however she was clenched onto his shirt so tightly, Erik gave in and layed with her on the bed.

He looked at her calm face wondering how she was able to remain so strong though everything, even taking care of him aswell as herself.

Feeling his heartbeat similarly to the first time it did when he saw Christine. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and slowly pulled her into his chest, keeping her covered from all the worldly wrongs.

[sturnalsm]

𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑴𝑼𝑪𝑯 𝑰 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼

(M.S)

ˢᵘᵐᵐᵃʳʳʸ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵗᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ᵉⁿᵉᵐⁱᵉˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉⁿˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒᵒ ⁱˢ ᵇⁱᵍᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵉᵃᶜʰᵒᵗʰᵉʳ

!! WARNINGS !! : smut, choking, use of Y/N, pet names, swearing.

you loved hanging out with the triplets, thry are very good friends, except for... Matthew. you cant stand eachother. everytime you are around eachother you just wish you werent there, he was pissing you off its like he was doing it on purpose everytime, sometimes even his brothers had to make him shut up cause you were losing control.

but tonight they decided to invite you to their house to watch movies and just chat because you havent seen eachother the last month, they were in Boston because they wanted to spend a little more time with their family, that warmed your heart even more.

you were very excited to see them, but the thing was.. Matt was picking you up and the reason behing it? he's the only one who can drive. but even tho he was coming that didnt back you up you didn't care much

you were spending hours thinking on what to wear, but at the end you just decided to throw on a skirt and a crop top, you would've went with sweatpants and tshirt if the triplets' house wasnt always hot as fuck but oh well.

Matt was late once again, so you had to text him to make sure he is alive , even tho you didnt wanted to do that

you leaned against the front door waiting for him when you heard a knocking on your door, you opened the door "one second i need to get my charger" you ran to your room to get it and in a few seconds you were back eith Matt leaning against the door frame not saying a word. you looked up at him as you walked, he closed the door and you threw the keys at him so he locks it.

you walked over the car sitting on the front seat waiting for Matt. he sat in the care without saying a single word started driving to his house. you didnt said anything either he was already pissing you off by trying to act tough so you got your phone and started scrolling trough tik tok.

"okay Matt why are you trying to act tough now? whats up with you the last 2 years i really don't understand why and how could you have so much hate for me?" you finally speak looking at him. "you dont talk to me you barley listen when i talk? whats happening like what did i do to you?"

he looks at you "whats up with me Y/N? you are the one who told me to fuck off and left me for that jerk in 10th grade? you were the one who was ignoring me in the hallways of the school? and then you're asking whats up with me?!" he says with his anger in his voice growing bigger "Matt are you a kid? that was a long time ago, its been more than 3 years i already broke up with him whats your fucking deal?" "no Y/N because you have no idea how fucking stupid i felt after i confessed my feelings for you infront of the whole class just so you leave me for this fucking idiot."

you felt bad, you really did, but that was a long time ago and you had no idea that he still thinks about it, you also didn't knew that it broke his heart? "i dont even know why my brothers still hangout with you after that and why i always have to be in their plans with you when you literally..when you fucking broke my heart Y/N. he was litereally an idiot? he didnt treat you the way you deservedto be treated and all i wanted was you. and i hate how much i want you since then.." "okay Matt..look im sorry for what i did, i was in love with him okay? i didnt knew it was going to and that it did break your heart.." "it doesn't matter." he said focusing back on the road "what do you mean it doesn't matter you are the kne who bringed it up?!" if he didnt stopped talking now he would've started screaming so you wrre hlad he stopped.

the ride to the house was silent because of the talk you had before, nothing new tho. you didnt knew if you wanted to punch him or yourself. you were mad at your self of course but..you never knew he felt like that , he never speaks about his feelings unless yall are in argument, sometimes it feels like yall are a married couple from 2 years, fighting everytime they get the opportunity to. but in reality you couldn't stand eachother.

you were already infront of the house , Matt opened the door so he can get in he didnt even hold it for you, again nothing new. you came in and right when you got up the stairs you saw Nick. you were very good friends with him, he was amazing and you could always talk with him about anything you want, he is the bestest best friend you've ever had. "NICKKKK HIIII" you ran and hugged him. "HEY GIRLLL, what took you so long?" "oh well Matthew was latr once again" as you said that Matt rolls his eyes mocking you. "nothing new" Nick says laughing "Chris went to get snacks cause we forgot, he should be here soon"

"okay so what are we gonna watch, lets make it quick im tired" Matt says rolling his eyes once again. "oh and why are you so tried what have you been doing all day?" you ask jokingly. "none of you business" he smiles sarcastically. you roll your eyes sitting on the sofa. Matt sits next to you, you're surprised but you dont put so much attention to it. you give him a suspicious look. you open your phone so you can search for movies. "OHMYGOD" Nick yells from the kitchen causing you to jump from the loud noise. "I FOUND A MOVIE, LETS WATCH WHITE CHICKS?!" "never heard of it" Matt says with tought tone "well too bad Matt we are gonna watch this" you pat his head as you get ip to get a pepsi, he rolld eyes ONCE AGAIN.

as you open the fridge you hear footsteps "that must be Chris" Nick says and you look iver the door of the fridge seeing Chris with 2 bags in his hand. "hey Chrisss" you go and hug him. "heyyy Y/N, okay so i bought 3 bags of chips, 5 pepsis, 2 doctor pepers and 2 root bears is that good?" "its great" Nick says "give me the bags" Chris hands the bags to Nick and he opend everything. "so we decided we are going to watch White Chicks" you open your pepsi as you take your seat next to Matt "not WE, but Nick and Y/N." Matt says as you roll your eyes "okay tough guy"

Nick and Chris open their drinks and sit on the sofa next to you and Matt with the bowl of chips. Matt gazes at you , you feel him looking at you so you look back, he smirks and gives his attention back to the movie.

TIME SKIP!

the movie was very good and fun, you all laughed even Matt even tho he tried to hide it. it was like 11pm you were very tired so were the boys. you went upstairs to Nicks room because you have a toothbursh there and slippers too, in case you come to sleepover like tonight. you went to the bathroom to brush your teeth and take a shower.

you didnt went down stairs again you were too tired to think of anything else but to lay on Nicks bed and fall asleep. Nick came at the room not long after you layed down, he just looked at you and went on his side of the bed.

you were lost in thoughts, you still were thinking about the conversation you had with Matt earlier, it was driving you insane, you knew he hated you, but tonight there was something different about his behavior. "shit" you said to yourself as you buried your head in the pillow trying to fall asleep. it was hard to stop thinking about those things, was it your fault? maybe. but you never knew that it would and that id did break his heart, and the fact that you broke his heart breaks yours.

you didnt knew when you fell asleep but you woke up after a while , your phone was down stairs so you totally lost what time is it you had to go down get your phone and drink some water, you felt like your tounge was going to fall out. for the first time it was cold in thr house, probably because they left the windows open. you were already down stairs running the water when you hear footsteps behind you "Nick im sorry i woke you up i was ju-" you feel someone's hands wrapping around your waist behind you "its not Nick sweetheart" you recognize that voice. it was Matt. you gasped and tried to run away but he was too strong. "Matt what the fuck are you doing" you turn around now facing him. "im not doing anything" he smirks at you as he grabs your chin. "what-" you say as he cuts you off "remember our talk and how you apologized to me? well i dont think i accept that apologize..i think you should try another way.." he looks you dead in the eyes as he licks your lips "get on your knees. Now. i know youre all wet under this little skirt, why havent you changed it sweetheart? who sleeps with a skirt? its like you're asking for it.." he says. you stay in shock looking at him. "what if i dont want to hm?" you smirk at him looking dead in the eyes back. "i dont remember asking you if you want" he grabs your chin tighter "on your knees now. or do you want me to bend you over on the table and fuck you until you cant feel your legs anymore?"

you look up at him as you slowly go down on your knees holding onto his legs "good girl" he smirks licking his lips. you take off his belt unbuttoning his pants. ha takes off his boxers and you smirk "dont tease me doll.." you dont waste any second wrapping your lips around his cock making him moan. "oh fuck.." you go faster causing him to moan ever louder and uncontrollably. he starts moving his hips basically fucking your mouth, you gag on his cock but you dont stop. you feel he is close so thats why you stop. "oh you fucking whore.., get up." he says as he looks at you standing up. he turns you around bending you over on the table, taking off your pants and panties in one go. "already so wet for me, is that what i do to you, baby hm?" you nod and push your hips begging him to fuck you already "no no, not yet, you are a fucking tease" "Matt plea-" you cover your mouth as he starts eating you out from behind.

"oh shit Matt.." your legs are already shaking from feeling his tounge working down on you. you were close, your eyes blured everytime he sucked onto your clit, your legs were si weak you almost fell to the ground. you moan unstoppable. "shut up, doll, they are gonna gear us" he says as he spanks your ass. you were about to cum but then he removed his tounge. he knew what you wanted, and he was going to give it to you. he stroked himself a few times before slamming into you without any warning. you screamed. "shut the fuck up, you are not good for daddy right now and im gonna fuck you so hard you wont feel any part of your body princess" he says as he starts going deeper inside you. "fas- faste..r please matt" you needed his cock. you've been dreaming about this moment forever. "oh you think you can take me hm? take this then." he slams inside you that hard and deep you swear you felt him in your stomach.

he knows what he is doing, and he claims your body as his, if he wants something from you he will get it and nothing could stop him. he starts going with brutal force causing you to moan loud and scream his name. "matt im going to c-..matt.." "not yet princess. you are not going to cum until i tell you to" he drove you insane , he was litereally perfect every single thing about this man was perfect and you were here for it. he was going as fast as possible, everytime he pounded into you your vision blured. you couldn't even moan anymore he was using you as your personal fucktoy. "matt...pl please" "please what sweetheart, use your words?" he knew exactly what you wanted to, but he was going to make you beg for it. "i need to cum please matt.." he didnt say anything he just kept pounding into you. he toom your shirt off squeezing your boobs. kissing your skin, sucking on your neck. he started choking you. he wrapped his big hand around your neck driving you even more insane. "you want to cum huh? hmm.." with one last trust he cummed deep inside you. "go ahead make a mess on my cock baby" he says out of breath.

"you need to be cleaned tho.." he smirks as he turns your around to face him, he picks you up placing you on the table. he goes down to eat you out one more time, he cant get enough of you. "matt i ca- cant pleas-." his tounge slides slowly in and iut of you then he puts his fingers inside of you, hitting that perfect spot that made you go insane. "fuck you taste so good." he got out his fingers out of you licking them. he got up and started kissing you passionately sliding his tounge inside your mouth.. "you are amazing" he says as he smiles at you and kisses your forehead. "i love you Y/N" "i love you Matt.."

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IM SORRY FOR BEING SO INACTIVE I HAD VERY IMPORTANT TESTS TO TAKE AT SCHOOL AND NOW SCHOOL IS FINISHED IM SUMMER BREAK AND IM GOING TO TRY TO POST MORE OFTEN ❤️‍🩹❤️

[lukey-pookie-hughes43]

Disney Could Never (Rafe Cameron)

summary: Rafe comes up and tells you SOMETHING while you watch a movie with Wheezie.

Warnings: sexual innuendos-ish, sorta fluff, rafe being lowkey kinda adorable, swearing, confusion, idek but hope you enjoy even though it took me like three weeks to write this

A/n: this is something I'm doing with @pink-princess-pussy-pop so enjoy!

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You were hanging out in the family room of tannyhill with Wheezie watching The Little Mermaid and just hanging out when you realize you ran out of snacks so you went to the kitchen to grab more.

"Hey, Wheeze, I'm gonna go grab more snacks, okay?" You tell her quickly running to the kitchen because you didn't want to miss any of the movie you've seen countless times.

You're speeding through grabbing the snacks when you feel a strong pair of arms around your waist and a head on your shoulder with a kiss to your neck.

"If this isn't my wonderful, amazing boyfriend than someone is getting punched." You said severely scared about whether or not it was Rafe.

"Don't be scared sweetheart, it's me." Rafe said with the sweetest little gravely sleepy voice that you've been in love with for two years.

"Okay. How you doing sleepyhead?" You ask him in a joking manner but also kinda serious about it and when he doesn't answer you get scared and confused. "Baby, are you okay?" You say turning around in his arms to find him asleep and using you as a form of balance. "Baby, time to wake up. Hello, Rafey?" You say in a soft voice not wanting to startle him.

He groans at your efforts and stands up straight, looks at you with the most sleepy eyes you've ever seen and for a split second you feel bad for waking him up but you quickly shake the thought when you decide to continue on with the snacks. After he realizes that you aren't going to treat him like the huge toddler he is he whines something that sounds like a muffled version of your name into the crook of your neck qnd when you don't respond he walks away to what you thought was your shared bedroom upstairs but oh how wrong you were.

"Okay, Wheeze, I've got some Goldfish, Swedish Fish, little fishing rods I made with pretzels and some sea creature fruit snacks...Rafe, I thought you went back upstairs." You say severely confused as to why your 6"2 boyfriend is splayed across the couch that you and his sister were previously chilling on watching a movie.

He looks up at you with sleepy eyes and your heart melted "not without you baby." he whined with the cutest little pout you have found nobody else could get out of him.

"Come on, Rafey. Time to go upstairs. I'll br back, Wheeze." You say helping Rafe stand up to the best of his current abilities. As soon an you get to your bedroom he falls into a deep slumber or so you thought when you went downstairs.

You thinking Rafe is asleep you sit back down with Wheezie and continue watching the movie that at this point you have missed half of so far because of Rafe wanting cuddles which you cannot give him you suddenly feel breathing on the back of your neck followed by "I'm so hard right now, babe." Whispered in your ear praying to God the Wheezie didn't hear.

"Rafe, please stop scaring me."

"Sorry, babe, you just look so good today" He says with an evil smile you're sure he had to muster up from the depths of his soul because not even ten minutes ago he was falling asleep on your shoulder.

"Hey, Wheeze, I'll be back in just a sec-" you try to say as you get cut off by Rafe pulling you to the other room. "Rafe! What are you doing?" You say rushed so he can't cut you off.

"Sorry, Love, I just wanted to say hi." He says with that signature Rafe smirk.

"You could have just said 'Hi, Babe.' Instead of saying what ever THAT was infront of your 13 year old sister. Don't you think?" You say obviously pissed at him for saying something like that infront of Wheezie.

"M'Sorry Love. Can I kiss you now?" He says with a sincere look that you're not sure you should believe because you know him like REALLY WELL.

"Fine. But only one." You say in a joking tone, one that you both know is fake.

"Okay, baby, whatever you say." He says closing the gap between the two of you not wanting you two to ever leave this moment. At the same time you hear a faint "Ewww, Get a room you two!" Behind you which you could only guess was Wheezie because Ward was at his office, Rose was out somewhere doing Lord knows what with the other Figure Eight Moms and Sarah was with the pogues so it kind of had to be her.

"Sorry, Love, I didn't want her to walk in." He said after pulling away just a bit.

You knew he was telling the truth and gave him a quick peck not knowing when Wheezie would give you two alone time.

"It's okay Rafey, I still love you." You mumble quickly trying to escape him knowing he would never actually let you go without him into the other room.

He looks at you with the cutest serious face he could muster up from the deepest part of his heart. "You better, because if you didn't that would have been a waste of time for both of us." He says somehow annoyingly deadpan.

You just roll your eyes at him because you just want to finish the movie with your boyfriend and his sister because at this point he won't leave you alone.

A/n #2: English IS my first language but I suck at it so I hope you understand also absolutely love this story and if you want more just lmk bc I always want more stuff to do.

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Self Control

Jake Seresin x Reader

Three times you should’ve stopped fucking Jake Seresin, and one time you finally did.

tw:one night stands, insecure reader, KINDA DARK, mentions of sex throughout—DUBIOUS CONSENT fic,Dead Iceman->reader is grieving and doesn’t how to process her emotions properly, asshloe J.S->cheater Jake, they both need fucking therapy!!,—jake abusive childhood Jake chokes reader->bruises, happy ending, the two kazansky children seen in the movie are cannoned just gave them names(Xander,Ana Kazansky),self-slutshaming, reader calls herself whore 2-3x, mavdad—feminist icon

WC : 2.7k

AN: I really can’t tell you how this fic was born tbh, but enjoy❤️, title from Self Control- Frank Ocean

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THIS FIC MENTIONS SEX ALOT, I PUT DUBIOUS CONSENT BCUS READER & JAKE ARE NOT IN RIGHT STAND OF MIND, PLEASE BE CAREFUL!!!

1. his bedroom

You’ve been thinking to yourself lately,everynight you lie in bed in wondering if you should be tired of doing this?, giving a piece of yourself to Jake Seresin three times a week.

You wondered if the man even cared enough to get to know you, after all you’ve been acting as his bed warmer for the past three months.

But that just it, you were warned of how this would work, you both agreed to emotionless sex— being each other’s fuckbuddies when work got to much to emotionally handle.

As it seemed neither of you had the mental capacity to have a healthy coping mechanism. You sat on your floor infront of a mirror trying to cover up a neck bruise, Jake had a nightmare again—the same one as usual, Instead Jacob Sr was the one doing the choking.

“Jake, Jake!” your throat was closing, Jake hand around throat was tightening—his fingers digging deep into your skin Again. You were begging for him to release you. You stared into his green forest like eyes—their so fucking beautiful.

At first he doesn’t acknowledge your pleading tone, Jakes most likely still stuck in nightmare from hell “Jake please let go”. Your voice was dry now, tears sprung from your eyes as it did his.

A loud thump happened as your body rolled of the bed to the floor. You heard heavy breathing which normally signaled Jake had finally woken up . He banged his head against the headboard loudly. Jake utters a small—“I’m sorry”before leaving you alone in the room to gather himself.

You sat on the floor like fucking obedient dog waiting for Jake to come back and tell you what do next. While you sit there in silence apart of you wonders were the strong Y/n“Killerfrost” Kazansky went, the woman who didnt break a sweat while looking death in the face. The woman who flew more colder than Iceman more crazier than Maverick. What happened?

Death happened,cancer stripped your dad of his life. Sitting at his beside watching him struggle take his last breath, shushing him he because he was pushing himself to use his voice.

Going on base and listening to the Admiral Simpson go over on the speaker and tell the base that Admiral Kazansky—your dad drew his last breathe. Which led you to Jake Seresin bed.

Younger you would be so disappointed in you right now. Younger Y/n Kazansky would rather die before laying down with man who’s ruining their mental health. If someone told you ten years down line you would be fucking one of the worst men as an emotional outlet. You would’ve laughed in their face repeatedly till you passed out from lack of oxygen.

“Tom Kazansky would be so disgusted with his daughter”, a thought lingered around your mind, “Dad wouldnt even want to be in the same room as you”.

You picked yourself off the floor as you heard Jake’s footsteps getting closer. Your legs were bouncy as anxiety was coursing through your veins—flying never did make you feel this, but leave it to Jake‘Hangman’Seresin to.

Jake voice was low and rough,“See you next week”. Before you could say something to the man, he already had his back turned walking away from you.

Your cheeks flush with embarrassment,“How am I falling for a man who doesn’t love me and never will?”. You continue to slip your clothes back on as you toss the thought around in your head, careful of your sore skin. “You should be ashamed of yourself Y/n Kazansky, you were not raised be a whore who re adjust their clothes as a John throws a fucking dollar at them., You were raised with dignity”.

Whore. Y/n Kazansky callsign should be Jake Seresin whore.

Your pressed your head into the shower wall, allowing the hot pressed water to soothe your aching muscles.“I’m so sorry daddy”.

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2. Family Dinner

You kept tugging at the hem of your turtle neck, it was to hot to be wearing this damn thing in the first place. But last thing you wanted to was to worry your siblings as they had just lost their father. That last thing they needed was their weak sister falling apart at the seams, as if they weren’t either.

Two times a month your siblings held saturday dinner. The idea was to keep up with eachother.

Guess who’s been missing family dinner to fuck Jake Seresin?, the answer is Y/n Kazansky.

You stood on Ana porch quietly, wondering if you should even go in, not wanting the catch the end of your short-tempered sister.

“You plan on standing there till hell freeezes over?”, a voice pulls your from your thoughts, Xander Kazansky was standing behind you with pie in his hands. “Come on sis, Ana been waiting to see you”. He smiled, softly pulling on your wrist to get you into the door. You mirror his smile, forgetting all about last night. You closed the door behind you.

“Hey kid”, you stand there waiting for him to put the pie down before you pull him into a tight hug. Your ruffling his hair, with one hand.

“I have you know Y/n I can legally drink alcohol”. Xander pouts like little kid.

“Y/n didn’t wait until she was twenty one drink”. Ana tone of voice was sour as she gestured the both of you to sit down.

“Ana I—“ Your cut off by her harsh words.

“Y/n the longer you spew bullshit at me the longer its takes to bless the food”. Ana states before bowing her head and closing her eyes.

You and Xander make eye contact before joining her.

“So us non-aviators aren’t good enough for you anymore?” Ana asked you in calm tone, yet you could hear how angry she truly was.

Xander was to busy scraping at his dinner plate, shoving food in his mouth—not wanting to be caught in the middle of his sister’s argument.

You bite at the inside of your cheek unsure of what to say back. Can’t say the truth because then Ana will really flip out if she finds what her little sister been doing lately.

You glanced at your plate again thinking up lie to tell her. “I’ve been busy Ana, since the mission the dagger squad have become a permanent squadron”. Your telling the truth but the full truth.

You pray Ana takes the bone you threw at her and leaves it alone. Ana gave you a dirty look before picking at her broccoli and shoving it in her mouth. Thank god neither of your parents were here as they would’ve picked up on ticks, the picking at your nails, nibbling at your bottom lip.

“Sweetheart you can tell us whats going on you know that right”, your dad would say while nudging your shoulder, “Your off the clock, you can retire Killerfrost till your up in the air”.

You thought Ana had let it go as she stopped acknowledging you, and was only talking to Xander. "I hope that whatever you been doing was worth it Y/n, you haven’t even seen mom in goddamn month”.

“Ana” Xander sighed, he was getting tired of his sister remarks, you didn’t wanna defend yourself anymore, not that you even tried to.

You bowed your head in shame, no longer wanting to make eye contact with either sibling.

“What Xander?”, Ana raised her voice,”It’s the same fucking thing dad would’ve say to her too,I’m getting tired of her acting as if she’s the only one who lost a dad, like mom didn’t lose apart of her”.

You could feel the tears attempting to escape from your eyes. You placed the silverware back in its place, you stood from the dinner table. Casting a look between the both of them—“I’m sorry Ana, Xander” before you walked out of her house with tears rushing down your face.

Your sitting at a gas station thinking about everything, you really were acting selfish.

Maybe fucking Jake Seresin was a bad idea?

You picked up your phone, eyeing the text message. “I can’t sleep Y/n, come over if your aren’t busy”.

And just like that, Jake was telling you to come over it’s like he knew when it was a bad time for you. How dare you say no to him?

You put the key back in the ignition and start to slowly pull out of the parking lot.

Your on the back road, the shortest way to get to his house.

3. All I Could Was Cry

She was standing there with my man.

I heard them promise death do us apart.

A woman who looked like Marilyn Monroe was her descendant hung off of Jakes arm, she wrapped her hand around his bicep. They both shared a smile with one another, “I’m busy tonight Y/n“, he texted you this morning.

They were pushing eachother into the water- her screams of joy as Jake playfully her slammed into the water. She leaned into to him pushing her tongue down his throat.

I was losing the man I loved.

“Falling in love with a man like that is dangerous game Y/n” A familiar voice interrupts your self pity. Uncle Maverick is standing behind you with two beers in his hands and small smile. “Scoot over kiddo” Your sitting on cold sand, pretending to be okay with the scene infront of you.

And all I could do was cry.

“Uncle Mav if your here to give me I’m so disappointed in you speech, I’ve already gave myself one more than once I-“. He gently cuts you off when he pulls you into a tight, rubbing his hand up and down your back.

“Your mom been worried about you, so has your siblings , me and the daggers”. His voice is laced with worry, you hated making people worry about you. “Your flying been…crazy these past couple of months”. Maverick struggles to find more words to say, unsure if he does it might push into Jakes arms.

He was right you been flying like your ass was on fire, and if you’ve been pulling maneuvers even he wouldn’t dare to.

“Ana Kazansky is worried about me?”, Your eyes widen at that,“It didn’t seem like that a couple nights ago when she was going for my head”.

“Ana is like your father, arguing with them is like sitting on the stand defending yourself against a criminal charge”. Uncle Maverick explains with a soft tone, “I would know after pissing your dad off for over thirty years”. You swear he blinks away a few tears before continuing.

“I have everything under control, yes I like Seresin and I understand he doesn’t want me”. You feel indifferent as the lie rolls off your tongue through your mouth. “I’m Killerfrost Kazansky who doesn’t allow her emotions to get the best of her”. Your eyes shift away as you attempt to not hold eye contact with him.

“The same bullshit your father tried to pull with me years ago, your Y/n Kazansky the woman who just her father, the woman who misses her father dearly the man who showed you how to spell your name, the man who managed to get out of deployment early to drop you off for the first day kindergarten”.

Tears pricked at your eyes,“I didn’t think about it that way,maybe i’ve been to hard on myself?”. Your voice cracks with emotion. “As much I hate to say it— It feels nice to be ‘wanted’ by someone, Mav”.

“Kid, I was that man thirty some odds years ago when Goose died, I had sex with any woman who looked my way and said yes”. Maverick pulled away from you, gently wiping away your tears. “It’s going to hurt kiddo for awhile, but I promise you its gets better, the last thing Ice would want is for his daughter to lose herself, to allow a man to tell her how worthy she is”. He presses a kiss into the side of your head“It’s okay to feel emotions Y/n Kazansky”, he said low enough for only your ears.

After leaving you alone with your thoughts, your phone blinks as a notification pops up.

“Y/n I need you over tonight”. Your walking back to the car, hand on the car handle. “10 is good”. Your driving past his house, your driving to your apartment.

4. Happier Again (3months later)

He’s in standing your doorway with roses in his hand, and red wine in the other. When you heard knocking on the door you expected Ana because it almost time for movie night or Harvard because he’s sucks at cooking and needs help. But not him—Jake Seresin was standing in your doorway looking apologetic.

The new you wants to slam the door in his face, forcing him to catch a hint that the nights you spent in his bed were over. Deciding against your gut you decide to allow him in, for what you’ll never know—maybe he’s here to offer a peace offering.

You still had to work with him still— the dagger squadron is permanent till Cyclone and Cain think otherwise.

Jake goes to open his mouth but nothing leaves it, which is a first. The great Hangman is left clueless not a insult dripping with anger and sarcastic comment in sight.

“Come in Jake” He cocks his head to the side unsure if he really should.“If you want stand outside and look stupid thats fine by me”. You turn on your heel,but before you get far he grabs you by wrist, pulling you into a kiss.

The roses, the wine—he loves me, Jake“Hangman” Seresin finally loves me. You feel the old you try to blossom like a dead flower, attempting to sprout back to life.

“Stop!”You shoved at his chest he falls back alittle. “No, I’m not doing this again with you Jake”. Your cheeks are starting to get red,“What about that woman from the hard deck?”.

His lips slip into a tight smile“She and I are going through a rough patch right now”. Jake steps into your apartment, “Y/n its nothing to worry about she wouldn’t know”.

You shake your head at him,“You haven’t changed?”.

“Oh come on darlin it’ll be like old times”, He stands tall, his hangman smile is fully on display.

You scoff, doesn’t he understand what I just said?

“Jake you have a girlfriend, its make you a cheater!” You jabbed a finger into his chest. “Your cheating on your girlfriend”. He doesn’t give a shit.

“And your such a fucking angel darlin, we fucked for how long Y/n?”. His voice is harsh, anger bubbling—getting ready to explode like a volcano. “Were’s ya fucking halo at?”.

“I didn’t know” you yell back at him—standing your ground. The one bad thing you inherited from your dad was his temper, when your button been pushed for too long.“You must fell from heaven when your father casted you out, huh?”. A low blow that was uncalled for, but he’s taking it there.

“I need you darlin, I need to fuck you!”. he screams, your pretty sure you and Jake are one second close to having the cops called for a domestic disturbance.

“You and I need therapy Jake”, your voice returning to a calm tone.“Fucking you was worst shit i’ve ever done, I’ve been using you as a tool”. You step back from him.“Jake you can’t honestly tell me we aren’t ‘broken’ a little bit, sane humans don’t do this shit”.

Jakes eyes were squeezed closed, your cupped his jaw with your hands.“It’s okay not be okay, but its not okay to be doing this”. You sighed,“As much as I want to, its not healthy Jake”.

Jake opened his eyes, tears were rolling down his face. “I’m so sorry Y/n I just needed a break, I needed a break from being Hangman”.

“A smart guy told me once your no longer in the air, there’s no need to fake who you are”. Your eyes are beginning to become teary, “We need help Jake”.

“Your right Y/n” His eyes were still wet.

“Go back your place and try to figure out what went wrong with you and her”. You gently told him. “Work buddies?”. You had hope in your voice, you put your hand out.

A wet laugh fell from his mouth,“Work buddies”. He shakes it.

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“Can You Kiss Me?”

Kirishima x Reader Fluff!!

Eijirou Kirishima is my best friend.

He’s the kind of friend that is there for you no matter what, you know?

The kind that shows up to your house unannounced just to chill and watch movies, play video games, or even just sit in silence with you. He’s the type to comfort you when you’re upset and need some cheering up, and my god, he gives the best hugs. He always knows how to make me feel better. Always there to hold my hand and give me a kiss on the forehead.

But like it’s totally platonic.

Nothing more to it.

I swear.

But of course, that doesn’t stop our friends from assuming otherwise.

Mina and Denki are the worst about it. Always saying something suggestive when me and Kiri are doing something completely innocent! We could literally just be cuddling as friends, and they just can’t keep their mouths shut about it. Bakugo honestly doesn’t care all that much. He really couldn’t care less. He does give us a weird glare every now and then., but hey, he’s Bakugo. What else should we expect?

But back to the point- Kiri is great. He’s literally the best. This time is no different from the others. Except for the fact that I got cheated on. And it hurt. A lot. Kiri warned me about the guy I was with, and I swore on everything I wouldn’t get hurt again, but shit happens. I ended up in Kiri’s apartment a lot. He deals sobbing in his bedroom while he holds me and tells me I’ll be alright. He reassures me when I start doubting myself, wondering if I did something wrong.

If it was all my fault.

He grabs me by the chin and turns my head to face him. “y/n, there’s no way you just asked me that.” He gives me a serious look and I shudder a bit, trying to maintain eye contact. “well- what if it was me? What if- what if I just wasn’t enough?” I mutter through tears. He wipes my tears away and kisses my forehead the way he always does. “y/n I promise you, you did nothing wrong. You’re amazing! And if he couldn’t see that then he never deserved you at all. Plus, I told you I had a bad feeling about him from the first date.” He wraps his arms around me tighter and places his head on my shoulder.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. You’re perfect, I promise. I should beat the asshole into next year for making you cry like this.” I giggle and let out a sigh, leaning into him. “I should’ve listened to you. I’m sorry you have to deal with me like this.” And I guess that I said something wrong because in that moment he picks me up, turns me to face him, and puts me on his lap with his hands on my waist. “You know you’re never a burden to me. So don’t act like you are, okay pretty girl?” I give him a soft smile and nod.

Then I look him in the eyes. That’s the moment I realized the position we were in, and the way he was looking at me. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, on the look in his eyes. But it makes me feel safe. It makes me think back on all of the things we’ve been through together and all of the things he’s helped me through.

It makes me realize that the guy I wanted, no- needed, was right here infront of me the whole time.

I feel the heat rush to my cheeks and I place my hands on his chest.

“Kiri I have a question..”

I almost regret saying that.

Almost.

“What is it y/n?”

“Can you kiss me?”

[dxliqhted]

infrunami: hawks

college au. hawks x fem! reader, fluff.

"hey." you looked up to see keigo turned facing your desk, his arms placed on the cold surface giving him a pillow for his head to rest on.

it's different because you usually only see the back of his head, he never turns to talk to you and you don't have the courage to start a conversation with him either. you're just there.

"hi." you greet back, a hand still halfway into your bag but frozen, "you're really quiet." he informs, i smile softly because i don't really know how to respond, but i don't want to give a bad impression, "oh." i say, a little after, uncomfortable with the silence and his gaze.

under his gaze i feel wrong—or strange. like i didn't belong in his honey hue.

keigo wasn't talkative either but he was still popular. he had this switch, from quiet to then knowing exactly everything he had to say around his friends.

"i guess i am." i say then after, he blinks at me, watching me take out my pencil case, "do you need notes or something?" i hate how i sounded, like i wanted to rush out of the conversation when i really didn't, but there's a feeling swallowing my chest and it's choking me every minute he keeps looking at me like that.

like i'm the best thing he's seen today.

"you have yesterday's chem notes?" he asks, i nod instantly, i might not even have them but i say i do just to get his smile. he smiles softly but it's enough for me. i practically shoved the notebook in his face, but he doesn't seem fazed.

he takes it and turns back around, leaving me flustered and confused.

...

"hey." my heart jumps to his voice, i look up to see him standing infront of my desk, "notes?" i ask and expectedly he nods, i already have them in hand and ready and it makes him smile, it makes me smile too.

he sits in his seat infront of me and im met with the back of his head again.

i seem him scribble quickly as i pack my things up for lunch, patiently waiting for him to finish. when he does i hear a swarm of laughs coming down the hall,

it doesn't take long for keigo to hear it too and begin to pack his stuff up too, he keeps my notebook on his desk.

i wish he'd give it to me quicker because i'd like to avoid his friends if i could.

"keigo come on. we gonna go out for lunch or not? im hungry." one burst the door open, shouting into the empty classroom with just me and keigo in it.

i can't see keigos expression when he says "in a minute." but when he turns back to me he's pensive. he holds my notebook firmly infront of him, "[name]." he calls as if he didn't have my attention,

"who's this girl?" as soon as the guy said it his whole group of friends peaked inside, "oh shit is this the new girlfriend?" one laughs and it makes my heart sink a little.

i see keigo sigh, while eyeing the guys in a way that screams 'not now' but i think its my cue to leave, "i'll see you tomorrow." i grab my notebook from his hands before grabbing my bag and slinging to on my shoulder to leave.

...

"hi." i smiled, he's been staring at me for sometime now without saying anything, "hey." he says soon after, only to be meet with silence again. "you want notes?" i ask already ready to fish into my bag for whatever he needs, but he shakes his head no.

"oh." i say confused, did he not like my notes? he always takes my notes for the past school year.

"[name]?" he calls, "we're friends right?" his eyes devour me, i feel exposed under them, "yes, i think we are."

he smiles at my words, "well...friends hangout, you know." he seems almost playful now, i haven't seen him like this, not towards me at least.

"do you wanna hangout?" i question, he laughs shortly before nodding, "i thought you were gonna make me ask."

i haven't seen a lot of sides to keigo. "we can see a movie." but i'm open to seeing them, "i heard there's this comdey out called—"

"keibabyyy!" a girl wrapped her arms around his waist, tugging him close to her body, "i was wondering where you ran off to..why are you in the back?" she asks her attention soley on him,

"i'm talking with a friend." he cleared his throat, he stiffened to her touch, it wouldn't be noticeable if i weren't so close.

"a friend?" she blinks cluelessly before her eyes settle on me, a spike of jealousy growing within her smile, "oh, her."

she looked friendly but her smile didn't touch her eyes, "hi."

i didn't greet her back but i smiled at her genuinely, before picking up my phone, and raising my brows at the screen in the way one would to receiving news, "oh oops, i have to go." i stood up, quickly putting my books in my bag before flinging it on my shoulder, "cya keigo." i smiled at him before stepping out of the room. but once the door shut i didn't move.

i didn't recieve any news, i just wanted to leave.

...

"cute." i look up to see touya towering over my desk, his hands tucked into his uniform pockets giving him his lazy imfamous look. "what?"

"the drawings, you made em'?" he points to one i made during math, i smile, "yeah i did i—"

"touya." keigo steps next to him, "lost?"

for some reason touya smiles, "no actually, i think i was making a friend. we can be friends, right?" now he's looking at me, i nod with a smile, expecting keigo to act similarly now that they have a mutual friend. but he glares at me instead.

my brows sink, but he just turns and ignores me, "whatever." he walks out of the classroom disregarding the teacher who's setting up for his lecture.

"i guess the seats free." touya shrugged, sitting on keigos chair and turning to face me as keigo would, "whats this one? a chick?" he points at my notebook doodles again,

...

"wheres your next class i'll walk you." touya chimes in as i throw my lunch away, "i have gym right now so it'll be a short walk." i point at the gym doors just down the hall from where the cafeteria stood.

"so you don't have to walk me plus you have chem upstairs, you'll be late if you waste anymore time." i tell him, my words make him smirk and i already regret saying anything, "remembering my schedule? you must really like me babe." he gets closer but with a shove at his shoulder he's laughing his ass off.

"leave." i grumble, and, still laughing, touya steps away from me, "fine but meet me at the gate afterschool's over!" he yells over his shoulder, flashing me a quick smile before disappearing with the swarm of people down the hall.

i turn ready to squeeze through everyone and beeline to the gym but i catch keigo a few tables back, he's glaring at me again, a hand over his mouth in thought, he almost looks angry.

i blink and he turns to talk to someone else so i turn and head to the gym.

...

i'm waiting at the school gate for touya but he doesn't show up. there's worry building up in me but theres also an ick. knowing touya he's probably with some girl and forgot completely about what he told me.

i cringe at the thoughts that swarm my head so instead i plug my headphones in for a distraction.

after seeing almost 20 cars go by the school street i decide i've waited enough. i straighten from my lean position against the brick fence and change the song on my phone but not a second later one of my headphones get pulled out,

"hey."

i turn my head and it's keigo, my earbud in his hand, and a semi confused expression, "why are you waiting here?" he asks, and i don't really want to respond but me and keigo aren't really in a bad moment—he's just acting weird.

"i'm waiting for touya." i look back at the school doors to see if he was coming out but nothing, "touya left a while ago. something with his mom.."

to his words i sigh, "so he's not with some girl in a classroom." i voice out loud making keigo physically lag, "what?"

"nevermind."

"what a jackass. i've been here for nearly half an hour." i huff, "but thanks for telling me." i smile at him, he doesn't return it, instead just puts my earbud in his ear, "come on, i'll walk you."

"no i can't-"

"what type of music you listen to? we can make a playlist for our walks."

"our walks?"

he looks at me and finally i see a tiny smile, but it's a sad one, "i offered you to go to the movies and you walked out when we were planning, why?"

"when i offered." I corrected, and he brightened a bit, "fine. when you offered."

"i walked out because i don't think anyone's girlfriend would appreciate her boyfriend going out with another girl." he stopped walking, "who said she was my girlfriend? and why would it even bother you?"

"i didn't say it bothered me." i tell him but he raises his brow, "it kind of seems like it, princess." he shoves his hands into his jacket pockets with a smirk i've never seen on him, lazy but still good, my face feels flush, "it'd be weird."

"not if it were only us." i don't notice until he's towering over me that i'm cornered, "keigo."

"i really like you [name]. i like how comfortable it is to be around you, and i like how amazing you are but you just don't see it. these past months..."

"they've been fun." i shakily smile up at him, and i see him subtlety bit his bottom lip, as if debating his own thoughts, he sinks a little closer to my face but pauses mid way abruptly,

"and touya? you and him?" he then asks, i shake my head, "nothing."

"nothing?"

"n-no. he's just around."

keigo's so close i'm overwhelmed. i don't know where to look or what to do. his eyes are like those of a cat, lazy but deadly. the way he looks at me makes the air hot and my body even hotter.

he looks at me in thought, "okay." he steps away from me and a big gust of fresh air fills me sending a shiver to course through my body.

"okay." i sigh, adjusting back to reality and clearing my throat before following beside him the road to my home. he snickers,

"you seem so nervous." he smiles, "you okay?" he wraps an arm over my shoulder to make me come closer to his body, "you're mean, takami." i huff and he breaks out laughing, the man knew his charm well—way too well.

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infrunami | steve lacy

[codcosplayer]

Just another love story?

(C/N)= Code Name (Y/N)= Your Name (Y/L/N)= Your Last Name

You were on Task Force 141 you had also not been the most careful on missions, but you weren’t dumb, you knew what to look for who the target was and most importantly, Check. Your. Six. It sounds dumb, but its the only reason you in this situation anyways. You were following the target, checking left and right as you walked but you didn’t turn around to look behind you, rookie mistake. Apparently they enemy team had figured out the plan and they were lead you into their little trap, Price suddenly yelled out a warning and as you finally turned around you had some quick lead launched into your knee, fortunately it didn’t come out the other side meaning theat it didn’t break through your knee cap, bad news was there was a bullet it your leg. Never the less you took out the target, after being instructed and you took off toward the get away vehicle with a great limp. “Damn it-” You said “You ok C/N?” Soap asked, “‘m ok..” You said, you continuted. Finally the van came into view, the bullet kept getting more and more lodged in your knee, about seven feet from from the van you knee locked and gave out. ”Oh Crap!” Gaz got out of the van and picked you up, “What the hell happened?!” “Got shot.” You answered, “Yea I see that.” He said jokingly, he gently sits me in the back seat and sits next to me, you groan as your knee hits one of the seats infront off you as the car starts to move, “Why didn’t you tell us? We could had helped.” Ghost asks, “You also would had when out of your way to come get me, I would have slowed everything down and we would have failed the mission.” you respond, Brows furrowed a little in pain, you hit a pot hole almost as soon as Gaz started treating your knee. You were losing blood rapidly and it was amking you a bit dizzy, the moving of the car wasn’t helping either, Gaz’s voice brought you back to reality, “You doin’ alright? your a bit pale..” “I’m f-fine a little lightheaded, but good.” you replied reassuringly, after the van stopped at the hide-out Gaz helped you out of the car and into the building, Soap was already inside the building with Laswell, Gaz sat you on the couch and abcked up as Soap ran over to you, “What happened?!” Soap exclaimed, I hurt to sit in any position on the couch, you got shot in the back of the knee so you settled on the for on top of a blanket, face-down into a pillow on the floor while they did a little “Surgery”. After five minutes of blinding pain and what felt like Ghost toying with the bullet hole they got you the bullet, your knee was unstuck from the uncomfortable position in was in, but still hurt. You let out a muffled groan into the pillow you were laying on, “Can we wrap it up? This is starting to hurt.. Real bad.” “Well, we need to cuterize the wound, it will hurt more but you won’t risk popping any stitches.” Price says. You groan, “Fine, just do it quickly..” “Uh-huh” you hear Ghost gruff before you hear a lighter flick, Soap takes of his belt and puts it in your mouth before you shove your face back into the pillow. “Alright on the count of three yeah?” You nod, “One.. Two-” A binding white pain rushs through your body, you hear a sizzle as Ghosts knife is pressed to your skin. Your let of a gasp and then a muffled scream. The smell of your melted burning flesh nauseated you, finally after what felt like years of torture the knife was pulled away from your skin, the smell lingered and the pain was still there but it felt better with the knife not on your wound anymore. Ghost wrapped up your knee and let Gaz take you to bed. You couldn’t find any way to lay down without you wanting to meet god, finally you ended up laying  og gaz with a pillow inbetween your legs and your arms wrapped around his, “Wanna watch a movie m’ love?”

Gaz questioned, “Yes! Something cute! But you pick the movie, I always pick.” “Me pick? If we’re watching something cutsy you know what I’m gonna pick-” “Lady and the tramp~” You both say, “Thats right,” Gaz says proudly, “Alright then lets watch it,” You say “You want to watch it? Are you just saying that to make me happy because you know I hate that-” “No! No! I want to watch it!” You respond happily, “Ok lets watch it then.” Gaz puts on the movie and holds you close until you fall asleep.

[utookapictureofursalad]

Hi guys this is me writing a smut for the first time. Well it's not really entirely a smut but definitely contains some filthy stuff :)

WARNINGS:SMUT! Insecurities, mentions of depression and mood swings.

(Couldn't decide a name for this one so enjoy :)

We had been sitting on the couch all afternoon, just chilling, eating snacks and watching movies. It was probably the 5th episode that we were watching. Matty was so caught up by what was going on the screen. Me on the other hand, I was so caught up by the sounds in my head. Those familiar sounds that came to visit me every now then, those sounds that had came to haunt my mind way too frequently lately. I felt weird, like I was an outsider in this world. I wasn't alone, but I felt lonely. Even in a room full of people. Even with my best friends around me. Even when Matty, my boyfriend, the person I loved the most in this world was sitting right there beside me I felt I like I was a stranger. For a second I closed my eyes wishing I could just melt and sink into the couch. I wished the universe would just swallow me and I could just disappear into nothingness. Wish I could stop feeling. I started to become more and more restless as the sounds inside my head turned to be louder, screaming at me, telling me I'm not good enough and I would never be. I would never be good enough, caring enough, kind enough to the people around me. I would probably never be that interesting and people would eventually end up growing tired of me and would leave me. My heart was now pounding hard in my chest, my breathing hard and heavy. I was brought back to reality as I heard one of matty's famous giggles. One of those giggles that made him sound like a 12 years old kid. One of those giggles that would melt my heart eveytime. 'Did you see that babe?' Matty asked looking at me briefly before turning to look at the screen and laughing a little more. 'Yea, yeah.' I faked a giggle. Few seconds later he was back to his former position. Staring at the screen silently, focusing hard. I looked at his face. I smiled adoring his perfect side profile. I adored his pushed back hair which curled perfectly at the end. Even the way his face looked when he was focusing on something. Leaning a bit closer to him I grabbed his hand and interlocked our fingers together, my other hand rested on his bare arm tracing his tattoos gently. 'You okay babe?' He said in a whisper as he scooted closer to me, his perfect lips planted a kiss on my hair. 'More than okay.' I said looking up at him smiling. 'We can stop this If you're bored.' He said his thumb brushing over my hand delicately. 'You know wot? We're definitely stopping this. I've got a more interesting view infront me than that stupid screen anyway.' He said turning the TV off and leaning back to coach. I Turned toward him. his hand came to put my hair behind my ear and he cupped my cheek in his warm hand, his thumb caressing my jaw and chin. 'You are so beautiful.' He whispered and I leaned my face deeper to him palm. my hand grabbed his wrist my fingers brushing over his skin tenderly. 'I love you' he said leaning in, his warm and soft lips wrapped around mines. He kissed me sweetly. 'A lotttttt.' He Whispered grabbing my chin and pecking my lips once again. I just stared at him, adoring him in my head, he was the best thing that ever happened to me. 'Didn't hear ya say it back.' He said wiggling his eyes playfully at me. 'You know I do.' I whispered, grabbing the back of his neck to pull him closer and kissing him with all the passion I knew. He gasped against my lips. 'Is that so?' He spoke softly grabbing my thigh and pulling me into his lap. now I was sitting on him. 'Mhm' I whispered as he held me tight before connecting his lips to my neck and planting wet kisses all over making me grind on him gently. Grabbing his face with both hands I pulled his face up to connect our lips together. His hands travelled all over my body as we kissed deep, sloppy and dirty, our teeth crashing into each other, our moans and groans filling the room but we didnt seem to care. 'Do you wanna go to bed?' He asked out of breath. 'Yea, Let's go.' I said biting my bottom lip and looking at him in the eyes...

He had me pinned under him the past 15 minutes, kissing all over me, teasing me and refusing to take anything off me beside my shirt. I loved just how dominant he would get in bed, having me in control, claiming me as his and adoring me like I was some god.

He ran his thumb over my lips, rubbing them gently before pushing it in my mouth. I rested my hand on his wrist before sucking his thumb and moaning along with it. 'Yeah baby you do it so well and it's just my finger yet.' He whispered before pulling out his thumb and replacing it with two fingers, fingering my mouth like a pro. Closing my eyes, I moaned hard in pleasure. my hand went between my legs and I sighed in despair knowing I couldn't touch myself in his presence. He however realized it. his dark gaze rested on my face and he looked at me with lust and passion. "You dirty little thing, you want to be touched so bad don't you?" He whispered sending goosebumps all over my body, making me wetter than I already was. "Please." I pleaded arching my back and moving my hips against his earning a groan from him. 'Please what darling? I'm so confused.' He played brushing his fingers over my body, giving me barely any touch, driving me nuts making my body even more thirsty than before. 'Pleas matty , please just fucking touch me.' I groaned bringing a cheeky smile to his lips.

'Okay my love.' He whispered planting a soft kiss to my lips. His hand danced on the waist of my pants and he slide them down my legs with one quick move. His hands ran all over my legs and thighs, rubbing them just with enough pressure making me hum in pleasure. 'You're so beautiful baby, so fucking beautiful' he praised and froze. Those two little sentences were enough to bring those familiar voices back to my head. A part of me wanted to actually accept his words and welcome them lovingly in my arms but another part of me just kept telling me it wasn't true, told me it was just the sex talking and I wasn't even nearly as beautiful as the girls he had been with. I laid there feeling numb as the war in my head started to take over me. Voices in my head screaming at me louder and louder every seconds. I heard him moan as he started placing kisses from my neck down to my chest, sucking on the sensitive skin leaving his marks there. He went lower to my belly kissing and sucking my skin with patience and care. This normally would be the best of us making love, but now I could feel nothing but sadness and pain. 'You are such a doll baby, so perfect for me.' He moaned his hands rubbing my hips. 'Mhm' I heard him again as he moved lowered and started sucking and licking the area right above my underwear. 'Matty...' I called as tears filled my eyes. my hand went through his hair. We needed to stop and I hated myself for it. I realized me just saying his name wasnt really helping the situation. He didnt seem to understand why I was calling him and it wasnt his fault. He moved lowered and started kissing my thighs. 'You're so perfect for me baby, my pretty girl, can't believe you're mine.' He groaned. 'Matty.' I called as I started to sob. Endless Tears running down my face. 'Darling what? Are you okay? What have I fucking done? I swear I didnt mean to hurt you, I-' he whispered worried, coming up to look at me closely and I started to sob even harder than before. 'It's okay, I'm sorry. Can you sit up?' He asked and it almost killed me for I made him think he had done something wrong. I felt like I was an awful person. 'I'm okay. It's not your fault. I'm sorry.' I finally managed to speak. 'Okay, um, lemme give you a shirt. Do you need some water?' He asked grabbing his shirt off the floor and helped me getting into it. 'I'll be right back okay?' He said cupping my jaw and kissing my forehead before disappearing to get water. I sat there alone panicking. I felt useless, embarrassed, alone and dumb. Salty tears still running down my cheeks. 'Here, have some of this' I felt him near me as the bed went down under his weight. 'Thank you.' I whispered gulping down the water and avoiding to make any eye contacts with him. 'Love?' I heard him near me 'are we gonna talk about it? I'm seriously worried about you, you need to tell me what happened.' He spoke softly, his eyes screaming fear ' I'm okay. I promise.' I said finally looking at him in the eyes. I couldn't just tell him what was going on. I couldn't degrade myself more than I already had. 'If you don't wanna talk about it right now we wont. But please y/n for the love of God don't try to fool me with those words.' He said breathing heavily. 'Can I hold you?' He asked holding my chin. 'Yeah.' I nodded. Wrapping his arms around me he carefully pulled me close, his hand rubbing my back lovingly and proactively. He was silent just showing me his affection in a physical manner and I really appreciated it. After few minutes everything felt lest tense

'Feeling better my love?' He asked pulling away slowly. 'Yeah' I nodded. 'I'm sorry' I said avoiding to look at him in the eyes. 'Hey, shhhhh, no apologies alright?' 'Okay, sorry.' I said and we both giggled. 'I love you a lottttt okay?' He whispered whipping my tears and kissing my forehead. He sat leaning to bed board and I turned to look at him. We sat there silently, none of us saying a word. Just him holding my hands and caressing them with his thumbs. 'You really do?' I finally spoke pulling him out of his thoughts. 'What? Sorry I zoned out for a moment.' He said now focusing on me completely. 'Do you really love me? I mean what do I fucking have? You could have any girl. Why me?' Words flooded outta my mouth bravely now. 'What the fuck? Is this what you've been thinking about?' He asked leaning forward a bit and looking at me closely. I already regretted the words I said. I should've just shut up. 'Talk to me, tell me what's all this about.' He said holding my hands again. 'Come on baby its me, you can tell me anything. ANYTHING!' He whispered kissing my hands with love and care. i looked at him through my lashes as tears started to fill my eyes again, he looked at me shooting a sad smile. I crawled into his lap and sat on his legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he hugged me and held me like a baby. Hiding my face in his neck I inhaled his scent deeply. 'I've been feeling so lonely.' I sobbed in the crook of his neck. my watery eyes making my vision blurry. 'Why love? What makes you feel like that?' He asked rubbing my back and rocking me in his arms gently. ' I don't know, I just, it feels like whatever I do will never be good enough you know. Like the person I am, I feel like I will never be good enough to people around me, to you.' I sighed whipping my tears with the back of my hand.' You and everyone around me will eventually grow tired of me and go for someone cooler and better and prettier' I said as I tried to get off his lap only to have him pull me back to his chest. ' where do you think you are going? what are u talking about? Have you lost your mind?' He cooed in my eyes holding my head carefully on his chest ' yeah I think I have.' 'I love you do you fucking understand that? You could bring the coolest and the prettiest girl in the world to this room and I would still fucking choose to be with you. You know why y/n? because it all makes sense with you and no one else. You brought the light to my life that I've been searching for all these years do you know what that means to me?

And its exactly the same with your friends they will never ever replace you with someone else. ' he said out of breath his voice shakey as he spoke. 'You are right' I finally smiled. 'We will work this through together okay? I'm here with you darling and we will make this okay I promise.' He said smiling. 'Okay' I grinned kissing his chin and getting off his lap. 'Do you wanna share a cigarette.' He asked. 'Mhm.' I smiled. 'Also I don't get the part where you said we're gonna find someone cooler. You are the fucking coolest I've ever met in my life' he rolled his eyes at me cheekily as he lit his cigarette and I giggled. Letting out the smoke he leaned forward to put the cigarette between my lips and quickly kissed my lips as I let the first smoke out. We both smiled at the same time, his eyes glowing as he looked at me. Pulling him closer by grabbing his face I planted a few more kisses on his lips. Leaning back and resting against the bed board he smoke for a few more seconds before putting it out in the ashtray. 'Babe...' I called moving closer to him. 'Do you wanna finish what we started earlier?' I bit my bottom lip as I sat on his lap. 'Are you sure love?' He asked as I grabbed his hands to place them on my hips. 'I am.' I said grinding on him slowly. 'Y/n?' He gasped holding my thighs and looking up at me. 'You are the most beautiful thing I've ever landed my eyes on.' He whispered his finger caressing the area under my chin. ' I know' I smirked before pushing him down on the pillows and taking off my shirt.

[h3arts4harry]

- 4 times matt calmed you down, 1 time he couldnt -

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warnings: angst/fluff?, anger issues, violence, small age gap(2 years), swearing idk

nates little sister!reader x matt sturniolo

f!y/n 18 nate 19 matt 20 chris 20 nick 20 ally 19

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nates little sister y/n struggled massively controlling her temper ever since she was 11. all she had to help her actually calm down was matt, sure she had coping mechanisms given by her therapist but they never really worked. when she wasn't with matt (which was basically never) she would always have her headphones as music was the next best thing to calm her. y/n and matt were always close growing up which led to them to start dating when y/n was 14, nate didn't like the idea at first partly because of it was his best friend and sister, and partly because there was 2 years between them.

-1- matt and i were having a picnic at the beach for our 3 year anniversary before it got rudely interrupted. matt looks over to me and chuckles "what?" i mumble, covering the chocolate covered strawberry in my mouth. "you got chocolate on your face, here" he reveals still chuckling, reaching over wiping away the chocolate sat on the corner of my mouth with his thumb.

THUNK

"ow what the fuck" i yell, lifting my arm to rub the back of my head while turning around to see a group of boys around my age facing us with shocked faces. i quickly stand up grabbing the ball, matt can see the look on my face, and quickly rushes to his feet stepping infront of me, therefore blocking my view of the boys. he places one hand on my wrist, the other on my jawline, gently turning my gaze to meet his. "y/n its okay, they didn't mean it" he whispers so only i can hear, my eyes flicker from the group of boys to matt back and forth, landing on matt. my grip on the ball loosens and matt takes it from my hands, turning and drop kicking the ball away before turning back to me "lets pack this up and go on a drive yea? then we can get some snacks and watch a movie at home?", i wordlessly nod sitting on my ankles and beginning to pack the empty containers, napkins, and leftover food away into the basket.

-2- matt and i are stood by his locker, talking about what classes we have today while he takes his books out and into his bag. "yea so i have maths then-" i say before getting interrupted by being pushed into, i quickly turn to see some girl giving me a dirty look "excuse you bitch" i scoff returning her sour face, "who do you think youre talking to fatass" the blonde walks directly infront of me. "you cunt, if anyones a fatass its you, the corridor is basically empty and you still manage to bump into me?" i spit back almost instantly stepping forward, our faces are centimetres away, before anyone can say anything else matt grabs my hand and pulls me away.

"matt what- get off me" i tug my hand away, "sorry baby but nothing good was going to come out of that" he speaks softly placing his hand onto my waist, i roll my eyes at his statement, hes right, of course hes right, hes never wrong. "hey, look at me" he bluntly directs, to which i listen looking at him "youre okay and that's all that matters to me, not that if you did get into that fight you wouldn't of won, obviously you would've but then the consequences would bite you in the ass and that's my job" he smirks, i playfully hit his chest "matt!"

-3- ally and y/n had been shopping almost all day, as ally was driving them home y/n's phone started to ring. she took it out her hoodie pocket to see matts contact name, she quickly answered it.

"hey baby" "hey matt" "where are you?" "allys driving us home now, we're gonna watch a movie and have a sleepover, if that's okay with you guys obviously" "of course baby, how long until-"

"can you get off the phone already?" ally interrupts matt, "i will just give me a sec, just filling matt in on our plans-" "what you need his permission to see your friends? that's so fucked up y/n, deadass" she deadpans not moving her eyes from the road once, "fuck off ally, its called respect maybe you should get some" i snap back raising the phone back to my ear. "y/n its fine she just cares for you, just calm down how long until youre home?" "like 5 minutes, maybe 10 if this traffic doesn't clear, theres not a lot of traffic but its annoying as fuckk" i drag out "yea i bet, driving in between 5 and 6pm is the worst because everyones going home" "yea, well-" "y/n hurry up and get off the phone, can you not be away from him for 2 seconds oh my fucking god" ally almost yells from next to me.

"shut the fuck up." i yell, taking a deep breath before speaking somewhat calmly "let me out this fucking car i cannot look at you right now." i dont move the phone away from my face so i hear matt saying calming phrases that help my concentrate on what im doing. "no the fuck, im not pulling over, we're almost there" she scoffs, "ALLY LET ME THE FUCK OUT" i yell slamming my hands against the dashboard repeatedly, to which she finally listens pulling off the side of the road, i immediately jump out, grabbing my bags from the backseat slamming the door shut behind me, and begin walking down the street. ally speeds off after yelling "YOURE FUCKING PATHETIC", i raise my phone back to my ear, my voice shakes as i speak up.

"m-matt?" "dont worry baby, im already on my way, where are you" "i-urm im down the street from the gas station" "i can see you"

he pulls up next to me and immediately jumps out rushing over to me. he grabs my bags pushing them into the backseats shutting the door turning to face me before freezing, analysing my shaky breathing, my hands tremors and the fact ive zoned out staring at the ground. he wraps his arms around me pulling me tight into his chest rubbing his hands up and down my arms. "its okay baby, ive got you. youre safe, ive got you." i let out a large breath "im sorry, i completely snapped at her, i-i cant, shes so mad at me" i mumble tears falling down my cheeks. "cmon lets go home" he says opening the passenger door nodding for me to get in.

-4- matt was staying round y/n and nates like he normally does every weekend. as he walked through the front door he heard yelling from upstairs. he placed his bags down and headed upstairs, as he got to the top of the stairs he noticed the yelling coming from nates room. he opened the door to see y/n and nate arguing.

"no cause why the fuck would you take my shit without asking? and then BREAK IT??" i yelled, anger rising through me, my headphones are really important to me, i take them with me everywhere but this morning when i woke up they were gone. "y/n i swear it was an accident, you know larry (their dog) chewed mine, i didn't mean to break them i told you, i was at the gym and they fell off while i was on the treadmill then someone tripped on them" "I DONT GIVE A FUCK NATHAN! YOU KNOW I NEED THEM AND YOU TOOK THEM WITHOUT ASKING! AND NOW THEYRE FUCKING BROKEN!" i step forward, shouting in his face. nate looks behind me, "what the fuck are you looking at?" i say turning to see matt, "hey baby, whats going on?" he asks bringing me into a hug. "nate broke my headphones." i state still very pissed off, matt turns to nate and mouths 'dude cmon' to which nate shrugs guiltily. "its okay, lets go buy you some new ones yea?" matt moves back, rubbing his hands up and down my arms twice before lowering them to engulf my hands in his, i nod. matt starts to walk out, i glare at nate before following out the room.

-the 1 time he couldn't-

the triplets, nate, and i are at some party chris and nate really wanted to go to. "matt im going grab another drink, ill be right back" i say softly kissing his cheek "okay baby" he nods as i walk over to the drinks table. I grab a red cup and start to pour root beer into it when some tall blonde dude stumbles over to me, grabbing my waist "hey pretty lady, u wanna dance" he slurs lifting my chin to look at him, i close my eyes briefly as i take a deep breath, remembering what my therapist said to do to try calm down, as i open my eyes again i reach up my hand pushing him away "no thank you, i have a boyfriend" i try to politely reject him but i can feel my chest tightening and my hand slightly trembling while clutching onto my cup, i look around for matt to see him already making his way over, "cmon baby itll be fun just one dance please baby" he continues to beg "leave me alone" i mumbled, bringing the cup to my lips, "y/n wait dont drink that!" matt yells, i whip my head to face him with furrowed eyebrows, lowering the cup, his face is covered with panic and anger, "matt- what?" "get tf away from her" matt demanded, pushing himself between me and the intoxicated man, "hey man i was just trynna get lucky, you know how it is" the blonde shrugs, chuckling walking back, i snap when i hear his words, everything i was holding in just came rushing out, pushing matt out of the way "who the fuck do you think you are?" i shout pushing his chest back "y/n-" i ignore matt, all i could think about was beating this stupid fuck until he was no longer breathing, "dont fucking touch me you whore" the man says walking closer to me, trying to intimidate me, "aw are you scared little girl?" he mocks noticing my hand tremors, "oh im far from fucking scared you cunt" i yell, before swinging my fist into his face, "you bitch!" he screamed, i say nothing, repeatedly punching into his face, he tries to push me off but he was too drunk of his ass to actually do anything. i tightly hold the collar of his shirt while hitting him again and again, blood falling from his nose and mouth, covering my knuckles.

i dont even realise ive been dragged outside the house until matt whispers in my ear "its okay baby, just calm down" i quickly turn around and before i can even think my fist collides with the side of his face, and when i lift my hand to swing again i feel someone behind me grab my wrist, "y/n stop!" nate yells, i freeze, everything suddenly feels like its spinning, i feel like im running out of air, my entire body shaking. my knees feel weak and buckle from under me, my hands reach up onto my head, fingers twisting in my hair. i cant concentrate on anything but what had just happened. "im so sorry matt im so sorry" i cry, tears run down my cheeks falling onto the ground, my hair becoming a makeshift curtain, hiding me from the outside. i jump a little as i feel arms wrap around me, "its okay baby" i turn into him, gripping his shirt digging my head into the crook of his neck, "im so sorry i didnt mean to hit you i swear" i ramble through sobs, "y/n its okay calm down" i nod pulling myself closer to him, he rubs my back as i try slow my tears.

-bonus - matt pov-

i look up to see nate looking down at us, with worry and guilt all over his face. he mouths to me 'u okay' i give him a small smile before nodding. i see chris and nick run out of the house and down the lawn over to us, they stop next to nate looking down at me and y/n, i hate that she has to go through this, it physically pains me to see how bad she struggles, all i want to do is help her and take it all away. i hear her sniffles dial down, i slightly lean back and move her hair out of her face to see she has fallen asleep in my arms. i look over to nate and my brothers who are talking amongst each other, "yo" i whisper-shout, trying not to wake y/n, they quickly walk over to us "is she okay" nick asks "i think so, shes fallen asleep" i say looking down at her, my eyebrows scrunch a little taking in the saddened expression on her face. i sigh then stand up, picking her up with me, wrapping one arm on her back the other under her butt as her arms and legs hang down, and start walking back to my car. i turn to see nate nick and chris still stood there "are u coming or ubering home?" i ask resulting in them all running over to us and we start walking to the car which i parked like at the end of the street. after like 5 minutes we reach my car and i lay y/n in the backseat, her head on nates lap, her feet on nicks, and chris jumping in the front. i quickly walk over to the drivers seat, hop in and start the car to then drive home

-y/n pov-

i wake up to my head pounding, groaning as i open my eyes to see matt smiling down at me with tired eyes "morning baby", my eyes widen at the bruise covering his eye "oh my god" i breath out bringing my hand over it. "dont worry about it, im fine" he reassures me, his smile not faltering. "im so sorry-" "y/n its okay" he cuts me off, i faintly smile feeling his arms wrap tighter around me pulling me near fully on top of him "hi" i giggle wrapping my arms around his neck pulling myself up a little and kiss the just under the corner of his mouth. as i lay back onto his chest, my phone starts go off with texts, i reach over picking it up watching the screen fill with messages, i frown bringing it closer to my face to read them, "shit" i curse sitting up "what is it" matt asks seeing the look on my face, "someone recorded fucking everything last night, like the whole fucking thing" i yell getting off the bed pacing around the room, "y/n calm down" matt says moving to the edge of the bed next to me, "no i wont calm down i cant calm down, some fucking dick recorded me beating up that guy and then hitting you outside AND THEN posted that shit for fucking EVERYONE to see" i rant, chucking my phone behind matt onto our bed.

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BABY FEVER part 1

pairings : gojo x reader

genre: semi angst to fluff

Being married to Satoru for five years is wonderful. Though sometimes you wonder what's it's like to have a baby? A baby who looks exactly like Satoru and you.

Satoru never talked about having a baby during your marriage maybe because he's busy being a clan leader and a sorcerer so he doesn't have time to take care of another being. And you understand him, sometimes being a sorcerer takes a lot of your time.

But you can't helped thinking yourself being a mother. Whenever you see a couple together with their baby, you can't helped but to feel jealous. Will you be a good parents?

" hon, are you okay? " gojo caught your attention. you were dozing off thinking about a baby. Almost forgot that you're watching a movie together.

" I'm fine, Toru. " you smiled at him. He stared at you as if he's reading your mind.

" you don't look okay, you seem quite these past few weeks. can u tell me what's going on?" worry is all over his face.

You wanted to tell him so bad that you're having a baby fever.

" I'm fine, really. Just tired from work. "

Guess, you don't have the courage to open up with him since he never talked about having a baby with you. So maybe, he's okay being a teacher to his students.

You wanted to cry, it seems emotional to you. You really don't get it why its emotional. It's just a phase you will forget it you thought to yourself. You took a deep breath, calming yourself, you don't want to be emotional infront of your husband.

" are you sure? you can talk to me anytime. " he hugged you. you just nod yourself.

--

The next day, you went to Jujutsu High hoping you'll find Shoko. And there you see her in her office reading some reports.

" did you tell Gojo, already? " the first thing she asked when you enter the room.

Shoko knows what's going on with you that you're having a baby fever.

" i don't have a the courage to tell him Shoko. im having seconds thoughts because we never talked about having baby. M-my mind is telling me that Satoru doesn't want to be dad." you bite your lower lip. it hurts you. You don't know why it stress you so much.

Shoko took a deep breathe.

" come here. let me check on you. " shoko grab your hands.

" w-why? what's going on? " you're confuse, the way she acted. She's holding a syringe.

" i need to examine you. my instinct is telling me something. " she whispered. You winced in pain when she withdraw a blood in you.

" tell me what's going on, shoko. " you feel like you'll pass out. it made you nervous.

" i think you're pregnant."

Your world stop as you hear those words. You don't know how to respond, you're nervous.

" I-i can't be pregnant Shoko. We're using protection or i had my IUD. " you're nervous, you feel you'll collapse in no time. Is this why your so emotional? Is this why you're having a baby fever? But you don't have any symptoms of being pregnant.

You think of Satoru, will he be happy or mad at you?

" it's not always effective y/n. and besides let's wait for the result if you're really pregnant."

" shoko I'm scared." you whispered.

" whatever the results will be. I'm here for you, okay? " she comforted you. You've been sitting in her office for 20 mins. waiting for the results.

You took a deep breath. What if the results turns out to be positive?

Shoko comes back to you holding a paper. Her face looks so serious.

" y/n it's......"

" w-what is it?" you nervously asked. You gulped.

" positive, you're really pregnant. 3 weeks pregnant. "

You cried, you're happy at the same time it scares you.

" congrats y/n!" Shoko hugged you. You don't know how to respond, should you be happy?

What if you're just the only one who wanted a baby? maybe that's the reason why Satoru never discussed having a baby with you is because he really don't like one.

" S-shoko. I'm so happy at the same time scared of Satoru. What should i do? "

You looked the test results. You're indeed 3 weeks pregnant, tears streaming down on your face.

" well you should tell him y/n. tell him the truth and he will understand you."

You didn't answer her. You'll just find a perfect moment or maybe wait for another months until Gojo notice you tummy.

" I'll give you medicine okay? You have to be careful now, y/n. Eat healthy foods. And avoid stress. Whatever is in your mind right now you have to tell Gojo, he can help you with that." you nod.

" thanks shoko. don't tell anyone okay? " you hugged her.

--

At home, you cooked his favorite foods. Hoping tonight you can finally say it to him.

" Satoru, welcome home!" you kissed him in the cheeks. He looks tired as he takes off his shoes and hug you.

" i miss you baby." he whispered hugging you so tight.

" we just see each other this morning " you laugh. "Anyway i cooked your favorite, come on let's eat." you guide him to the kitchen.

Do you really have the courage to tell him?

You sat together, this is it. I'm telling him now but.... I'm scared.... im scared... what if he won't like it? Will he leave me?

I'm scared....

" hey you look a little bit pale. are you okay?" gojo touch your hands. You nervously smiled.

I'm scared...

" satoru c-can i ask you something?"

" hmmm. what is it? " not bothering to look at you as he continued to eat. You took a deep breathe.

" w-we never d-discussed this before. d-do you ever think of having a b-baby?" you bite your lip. your heart is beating so loud.

He stopped eating. He looked at you confuse.

" a baby?" he frowned. you nervously nod at him. " not really, i mean we're busy as a sorcerer so i never really think of that. why? " he asked you.

" n-nothing. i was just asking you." you half heartedly smile.

Guess you're right. Satoru never wanted to have a child. You wanted to cry in front of him. You want to tell him that you're pregnant but the way he answered maybe it's not really worth it.

--

1 month later.....

After that conversation you never tell Satoru about your condition. You never also open up to him. And it seems, he's not interested. You're both busy so you just indulge yourself in work.

Shoko keeps telling you that you have to tell him but you can't, not after he answered you.

" so when will you tell him? Gosh. you're 1 month and 3 weeks pregnant y/n."

This situation put so much stress. Shoko was right you really have to tell him now or it will affects in your pregnancy.

" i know you're scared y/n. But being scared rather than telling him the truth won't change anything. He's your husband I'm sure he'll be happy."

" i promise I'll tell him. I just have to find a perfect moment. " you lied. You don't know how long until you can keep this up.

" stop overthinking and stress yourself. You know it's not good to the baby." shoko reminded you.

--

Today marks your 2nd month . You still never told Gojo and it's stressing you out.

Shoko told you also not to overwork, but no matter how much you do you just can't leave your work even in your house you're still making reports.

You touched your head, you feel dizzy and nauseous. You've been experiencing this 2 days ago.

" S-satoru......" you called him. You're holding your head and belly at the same time, you feel unwell. It's like you'll pass out in no time.

You keep holding on your belly as you slowly walk heading towards the living room, suddenly you felt something weird in you feet. It's wet. Why is it wet?

You looked down, and your eyes widened, there's a blood in your legs, you panicked. Noooo.

" S-satoru! Satoru!" you shout. you're panicking. No it can't be.... my baby.

" what's wrong? Why are you---- " satoru eyes widened as he saw your state. Your crying and panicking. And there's blood in your legs. Are you preg-?

He hurriedly caress you as you lose your balance.

"Look at me." he tried to calm you down. Worry and panicked is also all over his face.

" the b-baby satoru.. i cant... the b-baby, please. Save my baby." is the last thing you said as you lose your consciousness.

Please understand that english is not my first language. I'm trying my best to write this. If you want to correct me just comment or message me. I'll be happy to respond you.

P.S. i don't have any idea what title should i put

No proofreading.

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December 20th, 2023. 2:56am

Sometimes I get so fixated on the quality’s I value and love in other people, the little details and characteristics that draw me in. But I’ve never took the time to write about myself, introduce myself, the amazing qualities that make me, well.. me. I don’t give myself enough credit and take the time to recongnize how truly an interesting person I could be. Tonight I’d like to introduce me. Write about all the little facts that probably no one has paid attention too. I’ve gotten so used to people lusting over me and seeing only a specific potential where they’ve never invested into who I am. I’d love to write about the positive things along with negative.

Hello, my names denashia

I love writing. I’ve had a deep passion for writing ever since I was 9 years old. I love the beauty in being able to express yourself with using meaningful words.

I love lemon scented and clean linen candles. I get this from my mother of course

I love to sing. I purposely sound horrible infront of people due to my anxiety and fear of judgement. Along with singing, I’m deeply consumed by the art of music. Music has always been my muse. It’s a form of therapy that’s unexplainable. I’m truly big on forming deep connections and bonds with people in my life when it comes to comparing, introducing and sharing favorite artist. Music will always be a huge part of me that I’m deeply passionate about. I may sound dramatic, but there’s moments I feel blessed to be able to listen to a certain song or artist that I feel a connection too. Down to the rhythm and beat, to of course the lyrics. I inspire to write music one day and be as inspirational to others as they’ve inspired me.

I got my first guitar when I was 11 years old. I’ve been playing on and off for years but due to my mental illness I was never able to teach myself more and invest as much as I wanted too.

I love horror films, serial killer documentary’s and anything to do with thriller. I can sit and watch anything to do with those topics for a full day and forget about the world. I’m also a sucker for romance movies.

I love white cheddar snacks. It could be literally anything, if it’s white cheddar I’ve probably had it already

I love reading books about love and healing.

I’m so infatuated on the idea of love. I love the idea of being in love. I find myself craving a type of love I think I’ve honestly never experienced, sometimes it hurts. I know how hard and deeply consumed I’ve been in love but it was never reciprocated. The way I love is harmless, passionate, and beautiful. Romantically or platonically, I’ve given out more love than I’ve ever received. I know once day I’ll eventually be given the love I give out and so much more. I know I deserve that at the least.

My favorite animals are dogs, very basic but I’ll happily interact with a dog before a human.

I’m deeply terrified of any type of insects.

My love languages are touch and giving. I always want to be held or hold onto someone. When I find interest or recognize that I’m starting to have feelings for someone I show it by giving anything and all that I can. I study your favorite things, I’d want to cook your favorite food, bring you to your favorite places, ect. Even as a friend. I love seeing people happy and satisfied.

I love going on long drives with the music on full blast. I find myself driving all along my state alone on days where I’m not working and need to feel something.

I’ll travel for a beautiful scenery. The warmth I feel in my body being able to witness sunrise on an early summer morning is a feeling I long for during the off seasons.

I love the color pink.

One of my long term goals is to become a social worker and help families out of shitty situations.

I love learning about anything that has to do with psychology.

I’ve got my heart broken a total of three times.

I started getting into my spirituality when I was 21.

That’s only a few qualities I’d like to share for now. My next post will be about more of the negative things that come along with me.

[enigmaticsal]

Nicholas Hoult. What a man WHEW 🥵🥰🙄

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Fire Light

Keith Toshko x reader

Sum- you never thought you could be rained in. A virtual hurricane going on outside leave you to spend several days with the Keith who shares the Airbnb with you.

Smut- sex, PinV, unprotected, round 2, floor sex, Alcohol consumption, size kink, dirty talk, dom! Keith.

If you haven’t seen the movie barbarian….dont watch it lol it’ll scar your veiw point on airbnb’s.

THIS IS A SMUT AND CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT MINORS DNI

You sit across from each other playing battleship and drinking wine.

“Uh d6?” He asks

“Mm miss.” You say somehow he’s miss every single one of your ships and you hit his.

“A7?” You ask

“Fuck, hit and sunk. I’m out.” He says running his fingers through his hair.

You begin to reset the boards. He watches you contently organizing all the pieces. Your fingers grasping them little bits. His eyes travel down to your bare legs and move up. The way your shorts ride up, you over sized sweater leaving your body to the imagination. The way your skin glows in the fire light.

“Keith?” You ask? For the third time snapping him out of his trance. His eyes snap up to you.

“Hm?” You ask.

“All out.” You say holding the bottle of wine.

“Damn.” He sighs sitting back a bit.

The windows rattle causing you to gasp. And look over at the doorway seeing the rain violently hitting the glass.

“Well damn…you know I’ve been snowed in before but never rained in.” He says you giggle and he stands picking up the glasses and empty bottle from your hand.

“I’ve never been snowed in I’ve always wanted to be though. The cold, and sitting infront of a fire sounds like fun.” You say

“Well your half way there.” He chuckles disappearing into the kitchen. You look down putting the game on the coffee table before speaking once again.

“Keith…”

“Hmm?” He asks

“Th-thank you. For being you. I just um… you could’ve turned me away and made me sleep in my car a few days ago but you didn’t and thank you for that.” You say looking up at him as he walks back to you sitting back down on the poofy comforter under you both.

“Your welcome but seriously I would do that…especially to you.” He says trailing off a bit you grow slightly looking into his eyes.

“What do you mean.” You ask.

“Y-your beautiful. Well- no yeah. NO I didn’t mean no you’re not I mean no for myself not that I’m not beautiful but that no your not, not beautiful you are your gorgeous you’re um….I’ve had too much to drink I’m sorry.” He chuckles you laugh at him as he runs the back of his neck. You lean forward to him placing your hand on his cheek. He looks up to you.

“You’re beautiful too.” You smile. His eyes search your face for any form of sarcasm but he can’t find it you really mean it dispite his awkwardness.

“C-can you help me put the covers on.” You say getting up forgetting that that’s what you were doing the whole time before distracted by battle ship and wine.

“Oh yes right.” He hops up picking up the comforter.

“No no hold-hold on I gotta trick to this.”he says taking it turning it inside out and then hauling it over his head you laugh. Watching as he straightens it out.

“Okay. yeah now you hand the cover and you Flip It!” You jumps pulling the cover over the comforter.

“Oh my god!” You laugh helping him pull it over.

“You sure that’s how you do it?”

“Yes I saw it on opera.” He replies

“Opera you saw it in opera what? 5 years ago?” You ask laughing at him.

“Yeah. Very educational” he laughs “it never bunches up it gets completely smooth you’ll thank me later when your lying under a completely smooth duvet cover. Okay but now you gotta hand me the corners” he says making you laugh with is muffled voice under the sheet.

“There you go.” You reply handing him the comforter.

“My hands kieth haha your taking my hands.” You laugh as he grips onto your hands as well.

“Sorry” he laughs letting go. “Okay so now here where it get a little bit!! ARGH!” He jumps and shakes around pulling the duvet over the covers. Making you laugh your ass off.

“A little aggressive! But that is how you get the duvet in!!” He says successfully but also breathing hard.

“Are you usually this out of breath afterwards.” You giggle at the covers now surprised that actually worked. He chuckles.

“I’ll help you bring it to your room yeah?” He asks his eyes following you as you walk down the hall to your room.

“Uh no actually i heard a sound under the floor last night and i freaked me out i think a poor raccoon or something got stuck under there. Im gonna have a sleep over out here.” You say arriving back into the living room with pillows. Putting the on the ground with the covers.

You move to him fixing his hair that he’s been disheveled by the motion of the blankets.

“I’ll um…I’ll head to bed if you want you can stay out here with me or um take the bed tonight.” You say

“A sleep over?” he chuckles.

“A boy girl sleep over.” You laugh as well. You pull your and away but he grabs your wrist pulling you into him pressing his lips against yours. You immediately kiss him back throwing your arms around his neck.

His hands grip your waist pulling your hips into his wandering around pulling up your sweater just enough for his hands to feel your skin making you pull away from the kiss in a gasp.

“I-I’m sorry what’s wrong?” He asks you make sure he dosnt pull away from you as you look into his eyes.

“Y-your hands are cold.” You giggle. Pecking his lips.

“So you still want me to fuck you?” He says blaintently which catches you off guard. The once timid, shy, awkward Keith has left leaving a lust driven one.

His finger pushes your chin up to look at him as he waits for an answer.

“Yes.” You breath out against his lips. He smirks and places his lips back against yours moving up your back and pulls off your sweater leaving your top bare to him his kisses move to your neck as he picks you up your legs wrap against his waist as he kneels down laying you both into the comforter and pillow.

He pulls away from you only to hurriedly pulls off his shirt then his lips are right back on your body.

His large hand taking your breast in his palm giving it a squeeze pulling a gasp out of your mouth. His other grabs ahold of the waistband of your shorts and underwear pulling them off with one motion throwing it on the floor.

“Fuck..” he breaths as he admires your body. Finally what he invisioned is so much better. Both his bands grip your sides move if up to your ribs Ashe kisses up and down your body whorpising every peice of you. He makes sure to mark you on his way back to your lips.

His hand moves down the center of your body as he finger snake inbetween your folds immediately finding your clit. You gasp-moan both in pleasure and amusement he found it with out trouble or guidance. Every other man you’ve been with has just fucked you for thier pleasure.

The fact that he’s making you feel good, whorsiping you in every way turns you on more and more. He curls his finger up into you stroking the soft spot inside you making you bite your lip and moan. He watches every little movement you have anyalising what your reacting to.

Adding another finger his pace quickens. He pulls your hips back up into him as he places his other hand on your lower stomach adding pressure making your clench around his fingers ultimately cumming at his will.

He pulls out as to not overstimulate you wanting to do that on his cock. He presses his lips back against yours for a brief moment before he removes his ph pants giving you time to catch your breath. You glacé down seeing his erect dick large and long. He hover over you kissing your cutting off your eye contact with his manhood.

You move out hand between your body’s taking ahold of his cock stroking it in your hand chasing him as he groans out of the kiss and grips your breast again as he lets you stroke him. His hair falling infront of his face.

“Keith..p-please fuck me.” You moan out he kisses your neck moaning into your jawline as a yes. You line him up as he pushes into you slowly being cautious of how large he is. He fits like a glove as he slips inside.

You moan out as he lets thrusts through already drunk on the way you feel. Your nails digging into his back for sure leaving marks as his hips slam against yours. He grips the sheets aside your head. You feel his back muscles flex against your fingertips.

You can taste the wine on his lips as he kisses you. His other hands grips your hip in a bruising manner before he moves his hand down the side of your thigh pulling it against his hip wrapping it around his waist. The slight new angle allows him to brush against your soft spot making you slut as his command.

“K-Keith ah!” You moan out his pace picking up. His breath and moans hitting your ears turns you on more that he’s enjoying himself as much as you are. Your walls clench around him fluttering.

“F-fuck.” He moans

The knot in your stomach burst as you cum on his dick clenching around him. His thrusts become ridged as he over stimulates you his thumb rubbing your clit. Too much for him and you to handle within seconds you cum again and he follows roughly pushing into you.

Making your back arch and nails grip his shoulder blades.

As you both come down down from you high he pulls out of you trying not to hurt you. He sits back on his heels pushing his hair back.

“FUCK!” He exclaims realizing what he’s done. You sit up to him wrapping your arms around his neck.

“No no..Keith. Hey..” you say kissing his face.

“Shit im so sorry. I didn’t mean-“

“Keith hon look.” You say holding out your arm as he sees a small scar you take his hand running his fingers along it as he feels the slightly raised device under your skin.

“I have an implant its okay.” You say reassuring him with kisses. He calms down as his hands snake around your waist pulling you back up into him you sit in his lap straddling him accident grinding against him.

His finger tips feel your body as they move down your gripping your ass getting a moan out of you. In embarrassment you bury your face into his neck.

“Keith..” you say he kisses your neck.

“Hmm?” He replies.

“Take me to the bedroom.” You reply.

He pulls you up higher on his waist and stands walking you both to the bedroom for round two.

[kurosstuff]

A/N: no one made the au. So might as well make it myself? What if I made this a series?? Also. I dont even Remember the movie that well? Been over like 5 years? Since I saw it last? Idk.

Updated: 2022 I wrote half of this in 2021 and I just finished it now?? Hello??

Warning(s): unrequited love, forced marriage(with Elena), hinted abuse, corpse description, let me know if I need to add more

Donna Beneviento x F!Reader: Corpse Bride

A loud huff escaped you as you finally finished loading the last suitcase. Dread filled you, nauseous embarrassment from what was about to come. How could you have embarrassed your mother and father in such a way? They for sure wouldn't be happy with the way you acted towards the priest's daughter.

The one you are to be wedded to.

"I can not BELIEVE you did this" your father huffed crossing his arms, walking to the front of the car, throwing the door open then harshly closing it behind him. A loud yell was heard before a hand landing on your already sore back from the fall.

"Dear, next time" your mother started, furrowing her eyebrows in annoyance "Don't stutter. It's embarrassing for you but even more so for us." Brushing imaginary dust off her hands after she let go of you she turned to her husband. "Your parents."

Everyday was a new torment for you. You have to do this. Can't stand like that. Don't slouch near your soon to be spouse. Be more assertive. Don't be so out there- It just never seemed to end no matter how you tried.

"Will-" nervously looking into the tired yet kind eyes of your soon beloved, who smiled encouraging you. "Um-" stumping over your words everything you studied up to this point. Rehearsed day in day out. Slipped away, Elena looked at you with nothing but endearment, patient with your slip ups. Yet one wasn't so willing. A loud bang shook you out of your embarrassed state. Accidentally dropping the ring you rushed to grab it, clutching it tightly towards your chest as you rushed to stand up

Hopefully during this practice you can at least do better. Especially for it being the first practice run with the woman your gonna marry soon.

Hopefully she's at least nice.

-

Being rushed into the house of your soon father in laws house you barley had a chance to look around. To ground yourself but, you guess that makes sense as well.

"So your the one to marry my daughter Elena? Well I guess you can do." The seemingly grumpy old man stood infront of you, dressed in a neatly settled suit. Everything set perfect unlike your messy down tie, glancing to your tie he scuffed. "Can't even do your own tie either?" Walking over he harshly removed it- before fixing it again for you. "There. Guess this means later I'll have someone teach you how to do this."

"My name is Leonardo. But you will refer to me as Mr. Leonardo" Clearing his thought, he beckoned for someone to come over, a young lady, dressed in a neat black dress, tight yet still being spacious enough to breath more evenly, unlike her father, her eyes seemed kind yet curious about you while he looked cold. The light brown hair tied I to a bun neatly, just giving the bangs a chance to form around her face gently hugging her

"This is Elena. Your future wife. Now. I would like to hear how your proposal is going to go. Think of this as a test run if you will." Moving to sit down he waited and watched.

Breathing deeply, you looked Into her eyes for a moment, she smiled and gave a nod, closing your eyes for a moment you reached Into your pocket fishing for the ring. Pulling it out, you knelt on your knee holding it out to her

"W-" it felt like your throat closed up, no words could come out no matter how much you pushed. Even with the soft encouraging look from Elena, it didn't help- hell it made it worse.

Her father hitting the table of his late lovers fan again, "study again Lady L/N" he growled full of disappointment "if you are to marry my child. You will recite those words with no stuttering." Standing up he continued, stalking towards you. Placing a hand on your shoulder, a almost bruising grip on you "no mistakes are welcome here. Not for her." He growled, eyes narrowing in Hope's to frighten you-it worked. Gulping you nodded your head, letting go he gave a sigh. Before storming out of the room.

Silence filled you both, awkwardly. Nerves shot, did you really suck at this? Can you even propose properly without feeling like this? Nervous? Of course she'll agree to, after all it's been decided.. did you even want to get married to begin with? You wished you could choose who to marry, but your glad about one thing.

"I thought it was kinda cute" Elena spoke, before leaving the room to follow her father, you were glad she was such a kind women.

A walk through the woods sounded right about now, clear your head and practice.

-

Tucking yourself further into your furry coat, you shivered. Wishing to have grabbed a bigger coat, much warmer then the flimsy thing you had- but you were half way into the snowy woods. So it wouldn't make a difference. Teeth cattering from the cold. Air stringing into a breath of the minty frost in the sky-joining the cold as the snow danced around you calmly in the chilly wind. The crunching of the wind joining you in your short journey, before stopping in a small clearing, you leaned against the fallen log.

Nervously biting the nail of your thumb, you stalked around the snow patched woods around you, glancing around nervously glancing around. Almost feeling like your being watched, from careful eyes yet. None were around. You froze, eyes caught onto the dead branch infront of you, one of its barks splitting upwards like a finger

An idea struck you, clearing your throat you stood tall gulping the last nerves you had, attempting to mask your true feelings with the ones supposed to be engraved into you.

"I present a ring" you started pulling the ring out from your pocket. Kneeling down to the finger like branch "I present myself and offer up my undying love and devotion upon you. And you alone my dear" slowly placing the ring into the branch gently to not break it a soft smile come onto your face, as you attempted to imagine the face of your future spouse infront of you

"Will you become mine forever? Will you marry me, my dear?"

Silence followed after the practice, sighing softly you stood up pacing around the dirt floor nervously, thoughts weighing your mind down- would she-a loud roar of wind broke your thoughts, snow hitting you all around, a snap heard behind you, turning sharply-watching in horror and awe as the branch you practiced the proposal on, snapped back.

Then into the snow, frozen in spot, mouth agape as the snow almost pulsed as if something or someone was in it. Coming out of the snowy ground a hand, full fleshed yet tinged blue surrounding it broke out, then another but looked mostly of bone, rotted from the inner arm leading to the being's wrist. Pushing up with a loud gasp, almost for air. A women stood, the features of her looking almost human like the disheveled black hair, the clear black almost doll like eye, porcelain face. Clear minus the black torn veil hiding the left side of her face.

Crawling out fully, the full torn up black dress torn in some places, showing either rotted skin, bone. Or pale blue skin stuck out. Blinking she seemed to have almost teleported infront of you. Cold hands touched your checks, blinking again, she was right in your face, much closer, so close you could almost make out the inside of her torn veil, so close you could see the frozen tears stuck to her skin almost like shes constantly in a fate of a crying mess. A smile crossed her face, then she spoke. Spoke in such a way it was like she just finished screaming- like screaming into a void where no one could hear, no one to help. The vemon yet honey like voice trapping you into a frozen state, keeping you there.

"I do."