#Thats all good night tri-state area

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I'm gonna word vomit about the nightmares because GOD I'm listening to great escape on loop and i feel like I'm going insane so yeah if you wanna read that im gonna put it under the cut because its probably gonna be LONG TLDR: I love them and they make my head hurt

We know the nightmares are not good people, like at all. The very first instance we see them is in the episode literally titled "BONNIES NIGHTMARE" and yeah, they sure are his nightmare.

They harass him for money as a "tradition", Bonnie doesn't have any, they try and take his guitar, until there they’re pretty standard random assholes, then meg says "they know where you live" when Bon tries to intervene and refers to them as a complete group, "the *nightmares* know where you live" and then the stakes become weirder. Because aside from just very visibly being horrible people, they already have a reputation of being actually dangerous besides just mugging, they know where people live. You can argue they know where Meg, Fox and Spring live based on past history with all of them, and they could know where Bonnie lives based on how they harass him and all of that; but for them to know where Bon lives? someone who they appear to have literally no biases against and who is, up to that point, just completely unrelated to any of what's happening? It’s weird

You could say it's because he's friends with Meg, but I sort of doubt Bon would bring anyone over with how his dad is, so we are back at "why the actual hell would they know that" If they are mindless thugs it’s a bit weird that they would keep track of specifics like that. And I like to think that that’s the point. They make it a point to know sensitive information about people so that they are less inclined to go against them, just like Meg was. 

Then Fox appears and they seem really put off by it. The series tries really hard to sell that Fox is angry, violent and just a hot head. Which I don't really agree with? as in rewatches I've found myself going "yeah that's a valid reason to be angry" but whatever, going off the series alone and what they intend with each character, Fox is someone who is sort of dangerous, guy who gets into fights and all of that, they seem sort of familiar with each other too. "this is low even for you guys" and then Deuz calling Fox by his name. 

So they are 1) known 2)violent 3) actively make a show out of it. They scare people by knowing their private information yet they don’t seem to do anything with it at all, they could harass Bonnie closer to his house and not at the literal school entrance full of people but they don’t. They could drag him out to somewhere more hidden to not get bothered, but they don't, it's almost as if they want people to see. It's performative, speaking loud and laughing louder, in direct contrast to Bonnie's quiet voice who tries to leave in the least showy way possible. 

We don't see them go to school, hell we don't even see them in uniform until after camp, so I used to think they were older and that  the entire thing with the nightmares vs spring was sort of "the adult drama" outside of school and its teenagers. Their entire group just felt heavier than the rest of the kids, probably fueled by being antagonists.

The next time we see them it's with the aforementioned Spring, they are graffiting a wall and Spring tells them to not do it and to go do it in the "legal area" the artistic zone made for that. 

This is really interesting to me, mostly because even though spring grew up in a similar situation to them, he carries completely different moral values. It even seems as if he's overcompensating. Spring is a hard worker, he has jobs upon jobs and tries to live honestly, and to see other people get by in the direct opposite way he does, he wants to be as separated as possible, have nothing in common because he is a “good” person and they are “bad” people. 

There is no way that his entire area isn't drowning in graffiti already, because even sub-urban areas have graffiti, both actual art and the standard weird drawings of dicks or random curse words. And while the latter are not exactly great to see, they are also inherently thoughtless. People walk around and go "yeah this would be funny" and do it without thinking twice.

With the way that Onnie and Onyx (I call oxy that) talk about it, what they were about to do wasn't thoughtless, they were literally looking for a nice wall. it seemed like they just wanted to do actual artistic graffiti which is a pastime that seems inherently way less morally evil than just harassing random kids at school. They aren't actively looking for Spring either, they are just there. Spring picks the fight, the police come

They run away from the police, there's a ruckus with the police after (as said by Fox). They didn't actually vandalize anything, hell they didn't even have any paint on them throughout that entire exchange. But they still run? They could have done something before going over there, but in that case it'd be strange that they would be so calm and giddy about it knowing full well someone could come, they don't seem to be carrying anything at all either, robbing school kids may be possible with only your fists but they were just around streets without any knife or anything at night, so i doubt they could mug someone if they tried. 

So why would they run? I think it’s because they are all mostly just show, and that their lives shaped them to be that way. The police are scary not on the basis of "they can imprison me for this wrong thing I did" but on the basis of "the police hates people like us." The police hates the poor, the police hates queer people, it hates anyone who fails to fit in the box of what"an upstanding citizen" should look like. Of course they leave with their theatrics still there, telling Spring to "be grateful they saved you!!!" trying to save face. But it's clear they didn't actually do something to warrant fleeing, and this is supported by Spring also hiding. 

The next episode, "the birth of evil" is where everything crumbles and by crumbles i mean comes together. Spring, Fox and Bonnie go to a talent show and they meet the nightmares there, once again the whole act starts again. An obnoxious laugh, a confident pose, an ensemble of people behind you to be able to have your back. Deuz calls them dogs and the other 2 bark, its a performance. Deuz adresses the group, Onyx talks to Spring, Onnie talks to Bonnie.  

They don’t seem to acknowledge Bonnie in specific as anything important, they don’t blink and demand he gives them the money he still “owes”, they don’t tell him he’s lucky that he’s not alone. They pick a fight with the conglomerate and that's it. 

The way Spring and Fox carry themselves in the exact same situation seems just fundamentally different. They insult back of course, but they are way less vitriolic with it, and they don't accompany it with an air of grandiose superiority or an encore of background laughs or barks to drive their point home. They seem honest with their comeback, they have fun with it. Onyx and Onnie GROWL. 

Deux stands in front of them, he has been doing that this entire time, and the other two behind him growl, genuinely upset or threatened by a comeback that let's be honest. Was not even that good. "You smell that? envy?" and "the rats came out to eat, shame we didn't bring cheese"

But it not being good is sort of the point, it feels less practiced, less rehearsed and less of an act, a stupid comeback that reads more like a 3rd grader fight than anything, compared to the more antagonistic "look at the stray dogs. though this was a talent show not a barking one." "give me paw, have you learned to play dead yet?" Those are way stronger, and yet it seems like they just lose the exchange, immediately get defensive and growl, and look genuinely upset. 

Funny thing is that their insults apply to them more than they apply to those three. Both Onnie and Onyx have been shown constantly barking and growling, to call someone a stray dog implies some level of poorness or a lack of belonging. They put down what may seem wrong with them, and apply it to other people to get a leg up. 

Maggie tells them to drop it, they go and perform what they came here to perform. Deuz says "dont waste your energy, let's prove what real talent is" which can certainly just be read as another insult, as a way to call them talentless, but i chose to interpret it as masking a sore spot. We HAVE talent, even if people say we don't.

And this is the main attraction. Great escape. My love. 

With all we know about them, you would imagine their music would follow through with the image they've been constantly pushing. Rough around the edges, loud, obnoxious, full of self adulation. But it's just... Not that.

Song starts, and it seems like they will follow through. It's strong, it's loud, it's overwhelming and yet awestrucking, the guitar is at the forefront and is going crazy. And then it suddenly becomes soft, not weak or pacifying by any means, but soft nonetheless. 

Deuz’s voice is calm, he’s not screaming and he’s not making himself louder than necessary, the mic is there and it WILL pick what he says up. So he’s just singing, he’s not struggling to be heard. The very first line is “if i wasn’t the one who i thought I was, could you show with conviction who you really are?” It’s weirdly wordy and self introspective for someone who is supposedly just evil, who has presented himself as an unmovable wall, as someone strong, foul mouthed and completely used and comfortable with his way of life. As someone who poses a real danger.

If I wasn't who I thought I was, if I wasn't strong and if I wasn't at the forefront, could you really show who you are? If he wasn’t like this, if he seemed soft or weak, could his group live in peace? Could they be who they want to be? It’s not like they are 100% free to be who they are right now. They too, keep an appearance of being unbothered, strong, but at least they get to live, they get to present themselves how they want and not be scared of someone hurting them because of it, because they ARE the harm, and they have a leader. He’s the pillar, and he has to be who he THINKS he is. He has to be there.

“Will you be able to not fall today without your costume?  your heart breaks just like a fragile glass” The idea of costumes, of keeping an appearance, making “the nightmares” a single intimidating entity that no one can mess with, could they live without it? Chances are not, life is cruel and they seem to know that. It’s a dog eat dog world, and they act as if they are on the top of that food chain.

The song is for all of them, it’s ADDRESSED to them, Deuz uses first person and second person, me and you against whatever is put in our way. And that is what makes the song so special to me, in a show were we see the protagonists in the process of becoming friends the nightmares have been together since forever. And this song is for them, to find hope in hopelessness and to simply state how important all of them are to each other. “and in the distance I can hear that your voice started to call me”.

And we see what has led them down this way of thinking. Not a justification, but an explanation.

We start with Deuz, whose first memory appears to be literally working. Working to sustain himself, working to be able to live better, “I know that I will wake up.” I know that I can get out of here somehow, people are horrible to a literal child trying to live, we see how it lasted a long while too. From the candy selling to when his hands are curled into a fist we can see that he visibly grew up, he kept living in those conditions and he never actually experienced sympathy for it, people laughed, people insulted him, people seemed to be grossed out by the mere idea of a kid who was BORN into poverty, because how dare he try and survive? “I fell into an dark abysm without an end”  

With this it would make sense for him to become cynical, to assume it’s him against the world forever, and that people are inherently evil. But the lyrics are hopeful. “I escaped swiftly and I saved my life, I felt as if i were finally breathing again. Today let’s break the walls at once” Life is cruel, people are cruel, but it gives him a frame of reference of what type of people stay at the top of the chain, to be mean, to be violent, not out of enjoyment but necessity, camouflage to survive and breathe again, make sure people don’t mess with him again. The image of a little kid with scratches throughout all his body looking angrily at the camera

“In a place of the world where light goes away and doesn’t want to come back. Could you be sure that you’ll find it?” He could stay alone, he could dish out the same disdain and disgust that people showed him when he was at his lowest, but despite it all he still has empathy, and despite everything he wants to help, “evil” was born through how he lived, but his true nature is still there. And when he sees someone his age at his lowest, he doesn’t hesitate to help. He doesn’t fall in the idea of “everyone should have it as bad as me, i had it worse, it’s not my problem.” He extends the kindness that he never had, and he helps. Could you really find light when everything seems dark? find hope in what seems hopeless?see a A scared little kid being beat in a closed alleyway, amongst all the trash. Could you be fine with it? Have any hope in such a situation?

“if everything breaks slowly and with pain. Could you pick up the pieces that fall?”  He stops it, he becomes the light that went away, a sense of hope and belonging, he offers a hand that was never offered to him. Onnies expression in this always gets me, he looked scared when he was alone, but once someone stands up for him he doesn’t look glad or happy. He seems shocked, in complete disbelief. Both Onyx and Maggie seem to be relieved when they are saved, but Onnie is just shocked. Why would someone just intervene or care? this was not a one time thing, he already had the bruises before any hit ever connected, he fled into a dead end and expected it to end like that. And it didn’t. Everything was already broken, why would someone pick up the pieces? 

“In the distance I can hear the quake of the world and its end. Today you’ll start from zero. I have to say see you later” I’ve seen some people be confused by this part or even laugh at it. Deuz just appears, punches onyx, and they become friends. But the very first shot is Onyx sitting slumped on the ground as if he had been beat up and was barely conscious. But he wasn’t, he had no injuries at all, the lyric talks about the end of the world, he had given up. We don’t know the circumstances of this, but given how clean his clothes are and how he lacks any injuries, it’s my personal headcanon that he got kicked out. A kid alone in the streets kicked out, he should give up, because what else could he do? how else could he live? A wake up call in the form of a fist, this place is dangerous and not what you are used to. But today you’ll start from zero, you just have to say goodbye to what you had. 

The chorus changes, it’s no longer a dark abyss, but a dark path. In the name of not being at the very bottom he has become something he isn’t, all of them have, their lives shaped them to be rougher, they are like the people who hurt them in the past. This is especially true to Onnie becoming a bully. And the path seems endless, because dropping the fake bravado doesn’t seem like a possibility. The world is cruel to those it perceives as weak, so they can’t show themselves to be. That's why we are shown the three of them looking angry, unbothered, the strength their life demanded but at the very least as a group; making themselves bigger, with Deuz at the forefront. 

And we cut to Maggie (who I use he/him for), screaming and trying to get away from someone who is clearly bigger, an adult. From the song “closer” at the camp arc, we can see how that person was enjoying causing distress, a crooked and mocking smile on their face “there will be people who think this is pure hypocrisy” To go from being the kid suffering at the hands of someone stronger, to the one causing said pain onto another kid, all to not be weak and not be a target again. 

The group doesn’t only defend Maggie, fight back against someone bigger than all of them. But Deuz goes out of his way to try and cheer him up, and gives him a sweet to calm down.  “incapable of forgetting the beast that’s hungry yet again” this world, it’s difficulties that feel like sharp teeth mauling at people who have not done any sin but to exist yet, people feed on others being miserable, on feeding on those who seem weaker and their suffering, like beasts. You can’t ignore it, you have to fight back, bare your own teeth.

“Beyond the storm my hand is waiting for you. That sword pierced depression with all it’s strength” After the suffering, after the hardships and the pain, my hand will be there waiting for yours. Together we are stronger, and together we can be happy despite what everyone else can say. “Before just falling like that…” before giving up, before falling, we have each other.

And it’s the chorus again, I fell in a dark abyss, but now what saved his life is not making himself scarier, it’s not the realization of what act he should put on, it’s not his anger freeing him. It’s having his group. And once they break the walls, once they break through their self imposed image, through “the wall” , they can live without fear or grudges. 

Next we see them is at camp, and it seems as if Deuz already started to try to break through said wall, they are actually going to school now, they are at a camp. And when Onyx and Onnie start with the theatrics, when they try to immediately establish themselves as stronger and crueler. He reminds them that they are not on the streets. They aren’t in that horrible environment they’ve always lived in, not everyone is bound to be outright hostile, and they try. 

Later on Deuz says “If being at this camp and learning to work in a team makes my boys finally get accepted by society. Then I’ll do it.” and after that “I’ll show them that we can all change for the better.” They all became hostile because of where they grew up, but if there’s a chance to not be like that, to live in peace, then he’ll take it. He wants the best for them.

And that’s not to say Deuz has always been the pillar of morality. He participated in Bonnies harassment as much as all of them, but their thing is to change, to let go of that gut reaction of cruelty to avoid being hurt. And Deuz also changes with time. At the start, anyone who participated in the event, who went to the docks which is their territory, he would have been annoyed, he would have called them talentless, insult them and their craft and claim he and his crew were better before completely disregarding them as a whole. He would have been defensive about the only place where he can actually showcase his thoughts and feelings. But no! Later on he has respect for Fred, calls him “the king of the docks” and tries to be friendly. Of course after that Freddy is completely confused and he gets pissed, but I think it’s because he tried, he attempted to be friendly and swallow his pride and his defensiveness about the one thing they all have, and he got (in his head) made fun of. It made his instinct of “be the one on the top of the interaction always” kick in, because they WERE on the streets at that time and it’s suddenly the same it always has been. 

Right after that pup kills him on a single punch and that didn’t happen ^^.  no waaaay he would go down so easy to a person like pup whose most athletic skill is gymnastics. Deuz has shown he's had to fight and fight dirty/lawlessly to survive since he was little. it just doesn't make sense and it’s not real TOT Pup is built like a twig

“pia what about onnies song” also didn't happen ^^. After this point the series tries to soften Onnie to be less of a willing participant of the group’s actions, and I just really do not like it. Let him have blue hair and pronouns AND evil in his heart. 

I think that’s all for all, i need to be tazed. I know i kept it very neutral till now but guys please tell me you see why i ship them all so hard. God. I need to kill them all

i hate them you need to be put down <3 like the dogs u like (the nightmares) - Loops

[lemonade4wanda]

Sleepless nights

Natasha Romanoff x reader

Minors dni!! Masterlist°•☆

Summary - you go on a routine mission which ends badly how will your girlfriend react

Warnings - gunshots, violence, bullet wounds, mention of stitches, likely medically incorrect, blood, hospital? Not proofread

word count - 1.5k

A/n - I dont know what happened while writing this its all a blackout. As always any feedback is rlly appreciated!!!

It was just supposed to be another simple routine mission. Over and done with in a matter of hours. But of course nothing was ever as easy as predicted.

It had all been going with relative ease until you and Clint were fighting off agents left and right. Something you were usually both good at. However where you'd found yourselves was very much enclosed meaning you couldn't run and you had no idea how many or where these agents were coming from. Your backs were against each other as you moved in circular motions around the room.

"You did this you know, everything was going just fine until you said 'wow this mission has been quite the breeze.'" You mimick Clints earlier words in a squeaky high pitched voice while taking out a couple agents. "Couldn't have just waited till we were on the quinjet could you?"

"Look I really thought it was over. At least I wasn't the one who knocked over the vase alerting everyone in the Tri-state area of our location." He pipes back as you both fall into the usual bickering banter you often did, squabbling like small children. You and Clint had always been close and worked well with each other despite the constant pecking at each other. You'd become even closer once you'd gotten together with his best friend Natasha. Well, after he stopped threatening you about breaking her heart that is.

"Okay well atleast I'm not stupid."

"Yeah real mature. What does that even mean?" He retorts back with a chuckle at how quickly you begin to lose an argument and just throw childish insults at him.

"I thought you'd be smart enough to understand a simple senten-.." You trail off as you see an agent aiming at Clint, one he hadn't noticed. Though you considered letting the agent hit him and getting to be considered the better fighter it wasn't worth letting your friend die just to one up him.

"Clint watch out." You yell frantically as you watch the agent take aim. Clint wasn't going to have time to move. You panicked and shoved him to the floor knocking him from the bullet.

You don't think much of it when you don't see the bullet land or even when you vision blurs. It's only you notice somethings up when you see a blood splattering on your hand. Instinctively you look for Clint worried something hit him but you find him staring right back at you. That's when you feel the searing pain from your hip. Placing a hand over it to find out what's wrong, you feel a cold and wet substance spilling from it.

Thats when everything starts spinning. Moving too quick but not fast enough at all. The pain feeling worse, like nothing you've ever felt before as the adrenaline wears off and the severity of the situation sets in.

"Y/n look at me." Clints voice is grounding and calm making you briefly feel better. "There's no agents left okay. We're going to walk together to the quinjet, don't rush yourself it's going to be okay." You nod along even though your unsure you'll be able to walk that far as your vision fades in and on like a flickering TV.

He moves over to you and presses your hand firmly over the wound. "Keep your hand there and apply as much pressure as you can." Despite the way you stumble around as you try to apply any pressure at all to the wound he still sounds calm like he believes you can do this.

His hand hooks around you helping hold you up as the two of you begin a slow walk back. Things aren't looking too bad at first I mean sure you can hardly see infront of you an everytime you open your mouth to speak the only thing that sounds is a groan of pain but your managing it, you feel yourself believe you'll be able to do this walk back.

That is all before you trip over a stone which sends you tumbling onto your front, directly where the bullet wound is is where you hit the hardest when you fall causing you to scream out in pain with a noise you never knew you'd make. Clint immediately tries to pull you back to your feet while telling you how close you are to getting home but it's no use as your body goes stiff, legs refusing to move.

"Natasha is gonna kill me." I mumble half heartedly as he holds me up and my vision fades for what I believe might be the final time.

"Not if she kills me first." He chuckles and that's the last thing you hear before everything goes black.

Two days. Two whole days they said you were out for. You missed two days. Two days where you didn't see Natasha but she saw you, she sat by you every minute she could and when she couldn't sit anymore she slept by you not leaving for a second. She wouldn't even leave your hospital room for food. Clint having to practically force food down her throat so she didn't end up in a hospital bed alongside you.

You blinked awake. You'd been awake about an hour prior but were too drugged up to process anything going on and had quickly fallen back into your slumber. This time you were much more determined to stay awake, that and your pain medication was wearing off and you could begin to feel a sharp pain replacing the previously dull one.

As you woke yourself up to the bright white fluorescent lights of the hospital, those lights which practically felt blinding. Giving you little time to adjust to being awake, Natasha started speaking.

"So what happened?" She sounded angry. A little rough maybe as the Russian tinged her accent slightly in a way you only heard few times. As you located where her voice had come from, a small chair just to the left of your bed. Now that you could see her she seemed more worn out or stressed out the angry. Dark circles lurked under her eyes as her forhead creased showing visible lines.

"Uh.. didn't uhm.. Clint... tell you." You slowly mumble out as you try to push myself into a sitting position but before you can Natasha is up and pushing you back down to lie down.

"The doctor said you can't sit up yet or you'll move the stitches. And no he hasn't explained anything, so you better." She lays your head back on the pillow with such a contrasting softness to the way she's speaking which is almost as if she's interrogating you.

You roll your head over the side to face her as you recount what you remember from the mission. "So basically me and Clint, well especially me are kicking ass knocking these agents to the ground. But then one aims at Clint and I push him out the way and now we're here." You explain the best you can but it's just so difficult when your heads all fuzzy and until five minutes ago you were convinced you were dead. "I thought I was gonna die 'Tasha."

"You shouldn't put yourself at risk like that baby." She says while brushing stray hairs away from your face and back behind your ears. "Things could have been a lot worse.." her voice trails off all usual roughness gone as she appears as if she may break down crying at any second. "I could have lost you."

That's all it takes for you to start crying as hot tears stream your face making it hard to see anything. Seeing your deteriorating emotional state Natasha makes the descion to crawl into the bed next to you. "Oh hush now, it's alright. I was just worried about you lyubov." she coos while leaning over to kiss your dampened cheek.

"I know I know.. I'm just really sorry... I dont ever want to lose you Natasha." Your tears keep falling despite her soft, reassuring words.

"Y/n, I don't want to lose you either. Which is why I think it could be time we retired before either of us do. Of course it's up to you though, I won't pressure you."

It takes you a minute to process her words but when you do your glad for them. You'd been considering at least cutting down your workload recently but hadn't considered Natasha would be open to retirement at such a young age. You can feel your face break out into a small smile as she suggests it herself. Her own face is one of nervous apprehension as she chews on her lip.

"Yes. Please I want nothing more than to retire and with you." You reach in to kiss her face eagerly. Your lips smothering hers in an almost desperate fashion as if you were worried it could be your last.

"If this is what retirement is like I cant wait." She whispers as she pulls away from your lips, nipping them gently first. She cups your face in her hands before leaning back in.

[spyder-junkie]

Hobie with a reader who’s a homebody? Love staying inside and has a cat. Only goes out when necessary. Hobie gets them to go to his concerts? They get him to have a full night in with no patrol?

Hobie x homebody! reader Hc’s

warning: none

Its no secret that hobie is out and about almost all the time, whether that be at the spider hq or running rampant through the city.

So he realizes being with you is not what he’s used to pretty quickly

The first time he sees you is when he was swinging past your apartment building. You were laying down on your balcony, taking a nap.

He was immediately enamored by you, making a mental note of where you stayed so he could hang around that area when he wasn’t being spiderman.

But what he didn’t realize was he wouldnt see you for the next 3 months. No matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t find a trace of you in public.

He was tempted to come by your apartment again as spider-man, but he thought that was too weird and stalker-ish.

At this point he was beginning to doubt you even existed in the first place, maybe he imagined you that first time.

But then one afternoon hes at a music shop buying a new pic, and he sees you.

You were looking at strings by yourself.

He wasted no time coming over to talk to you, convinced if he didnt do it now, he’d never see you again.

“D’ya have a favorite brand a’ these?” He asked, coming up besides you. You looked up at him, then back at the wall of strings.

“No, this is the first time I’ve had to replace the strings on my guitar myself.” You said.

Hobie smiles inwardly. Then he picked up his favorite brand, showing them to you.

“These work wonders for me.” He said.

“Good to know, any advice on how to string my baby up?” You ask. Hobie walks with you to the register, talking with you and giving you tips for your guitar. And before you know it, he’s payed for your strings and slipped you his number.

“Call me if you need help.”

You ended up calling him and asking him to come over and string the guitar for you. You two began dating a couple months afterwards

He actually has no problem with you being a homebody, it means he can come over whenever because youre always there.

Sometimes he’ll bring by rented movies or board games for the two of you.

When you start getting low on groceries, he’ll go grocery shopping with you.

Your cat loves him, constantly jumping on his back and resting in his hair, much to his frustration.

He does require you to go out and get some sunlight occasionally, for health reasons.

He’ll take you to a park or to go see a movie, just to make sure you get outside

He begs and begs for you to come to one of his shows, and when you finally say yes, he’s ecstatic.

“Youre gonna love it! Its the best set, at the best gig, ina’ whole tri state area!”

He keeps his eyes on you the whole time, making sure you’re comfortable.

Then afterwards the two of you buy icecream and go back to your place. Hes super proud of you for staying out that long.

When theres finally a night where he doesnt feel the need to patrol, he rushes to your apartment.

The two of you stay up the whole night, relishing your time together.

You cuddle up on the couch, you in his lap, the cat in your lap, and talk and watch movies until the sun comes up the next morning.

And he’ll watch you rest for a while if you fall asleep in his arms.

Thats when he realizes he’ll never stop loving you.

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[harrysarchive]

I love tattooarrist harry and baker!y/n so much!! Can we please have more of them🥺🥺

No big deal; h.s.

Pairing:

Tattooartist!harry x baker!y/n

Summary:

"I don't see the problem we were just staying in." He tries to defend himself his eyebrows furrowing, a common tell sign that he was getting worked up, "Me and Niall had a good fuckin day at work so we decided to celebrate. We can do date night another day no big deal."

POV:

Y/n's

Warnings: Slight angst

I watch as the candle slowly melts with a sigh leaving my mouth, the cold dinner left untouched and the wine was left getting warm. I look up at the clock and my frown deepens.

I'll be back at 8, just me and you tonight love.

His charismatic voice with a wink rings through my mind. The clock taunts me with the hands striking 10, finally deciding he wasnt showing, I shoved my chair back the legs of the chair weeping from the tension against the wooden floor, and started picking up the dinner left to waste. Wrapping Harry's plate in plastic wrap i shove it in the fridge when a black ball of fur swivels its way between my legs, matilda meows sorrowful and i give her a light smile.

"He probably had to work late 'tilda." I hum giving her a pat before walking towards our bedroom.

As i sit on our bed I pull my phone out and scroll through my contacts, clicking his name i put my phone to my ear and wait as the sound of the ringing vibrates through my ear.

I obviously couldn't answer I'm probably busy at work or with y/n. If it's important give her a call.

I let out a frustrated huff at the voicemail, "Where the hell are you? We had plans tonight remember? Just give me a call back please."

My body jolts as i hear the sound of keys jingle and the front door snapping open. I grab ahold of my glasses on the side table shoving them on and looking at the clock, 2:00 A.M. glares back at me. Are you actually kidding me? I put on my house shoes and walk towards the living area of the apartment, i watch as Harry pour himself a glass of water.

"And where the hell have you been?" I ask sharply as i glare at him, my hands on my hips Harry stops pouring the water and turns towards me with a frown.

"Out with Niall." He states bluntly taking a swig of water, a harsh laugh escapes my mouth and i nod.

"Did you forget something?" I ask with a sarcastic smile on my face.

He looks as if he's trying to remember something then shakes his head, "not that i recall."

Thats the fire that ignites my anger, "You made plans for us tonight! You wanted to have a nice quiet night in. I fucking made dinner, I had picked out a bath bomb for us to use. I even left work three hours early for this!"

"I don't see the problem we were just staying in." He tries to defend himself his eyebrows furrowing, a common tell sign that he was getting worked up, "Me and Niall had a good fuckin day at work so we decided to celebrate. We can do date night another day no big deal."

No big deal.

"No big deal?!" I snap taking a step in his direction, "We barely get to spend any time together because you're always working late, you fucking promised me tonight and you broke that promise. You come home six hours later from a pub and expect me not to be upset? I mean fuck Harry!" I huff massaging my temples.

"Well maybe you should have called me!" He bites and i sigh shaking my head.

"You know what, this isnt even worth it." I hum grabbing my keys from the key rack.

"Where the hell are you going?" He asks moving over towards me.

"Martha's."

"Dont do this," he sighs, "look i'm sorry okay just dont leave please."

I take a look at him, his eyes heavy with exhaustion, hair disheveled and a frown on his pretty pink lips before taking a deep breath, "i need some time to think and breathe before i make a mistake and do something irrational, if we keep going at this it'll turn out that way. Please respect my wishes."

His frown deepens and brows furrow further, "be back tomorrow?"

"I have work all day, i'll be back at 8." I spit his words back at him before throwing the door open and making my escape.

"...all im saying is he's a prick, plain and simple make him suffer." Martha states as she wipes down the colourful table.

Marthas been giving me a lecture since i walked into her little cottage yesterday at 2 in the morning and she hasnt stopped. I walked in the bakery with a frown at 6 A.M. and it hasnt came off the entire day, regulars constantly coming in giving me a sympathetic smile and wishing my day well.

"But Martha..."

"No but, no nothing. Dont give me that bullshit, sure he loves you and you love him but its the principle of the matter." She hums sitting in an old rustic arm chair next to the bean bags. "Think of it this way, if it was the other way around; him staying home making the dinner and you didnt show till ass crack in the mornin', he would do the same shit. Walk his pretty ass out of the house and drive off to Niall's."

I huff as i plop myself on the bright pink beanbag bringing my palms to my eyes trying to rub out the migraine that was destined to form. I know she's right he would be upset if it was the other way around, and the fact that he was being so blunt and  careless was very disrespectful.

"So what now?" I ask picking at my nails.

"You wait till he apologises."

I let out a deep sigh, "Martha I was also wrong for just walking out."

"No you werent, you told him yourself. You would have done some stupid shit that you didnt mean if you stayed there." She replies sharply, "and while he's at the apologising tell him to come clean the damn tables and dishes."

I let out a snort and shake my head, glancing at the clock 8 o'clock is staring back at me, Martha looks at the clock and hums.

"You can go, Nat is here so she can help clean up."

"No, i'll stay." I smile at her before snatching her rag out of her hands and smirking at her, "get up you old hag it's deep cleaning day."

She gapes at me then glares, "fuck that shit, you can do that yourself for calling me an old hag!"

I look at the clock on my dashboard, 10:30 it reads. Letting out a huff i grab my purse and some desserts I decide to bring home, everything will be fine i hoped. Walking up to the door i let one last deep sigh out before making my way through. The sound of things being knocked over make me jump slightly, looking up towards the dining area i see Harry with blood shot eyes and a blotchy face.

"You're home." He croaks out smiling at me with watery eyes.

"Yeah, stayed late to help Martha deep clean." I mumble sitting my purse on the coat rack and my keys on the key holder.

"I- um I made dinner for us." He chirps pointing to the meal on the table, "chicken parm your favourite."

I give him a weak smile before nodding and walking towards the dining table, looking at the meal my heart pulls. "Thank you thats thoughtful of you."

"No it's not, it's the bare minimum, you shouldn't thank me for this." He sighs shaking his head, "i have neglected you for weeks y/n. Making you promises and never pulling through, telling you we'd spend time together but it never happens. When you left last night, i um i got to thinking and do you know how many dates i've fallen through on?" He ask and i shake my head, not really one to keep count on things like that, "six, fucking six, that is six to many. I wanna make it up to you, i decided to cut back on my hours-"

"Harry you didnt-"

"I know i didnt have to, i wanted to." He smiles grabbing ahold of my hands, "i want to spend a lot more time with you, i want to be there for you the way you've been there for me."

Tears stream down my face as i smile at him letting out a chuckle, "i'm sorry for leaving."

"Dont be sorry, i would've left to if i was you."

A/N: oh my god :') hello guys i miss yall so fucking much its insane first off thank you so much for the request anon<3 i've been dealing with personal shit and just been in a reading (and writing) slump </3 and i've also been waiting for someone to request something so thank youuuuu!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed as much as i enjoyed writing this<3

-All the love,

em

Xo🐝

[harrystylesfan2686]

Disappearing Bodies

Pairing: PolyFeysand x Reader

Summary: girls from several war camps have been disappearing, no one know how. So you, your high lord and lady try to investigate the case.

Warnings: dead bodies, murder.

A/N: heyy everyone! I know I haven't posted in forever, thats because I've had my biggest writers block ever. I tried to make this as interesting as possible; please consider leaving a comment and telling me your thoughts on this. Hope you like it!!!

And yes, I will be posting the part 2 in a few days.💕

Thanks for the request @shorttstackk.

Masterlist

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Your eyes scan over your desk again, trying to find anything that can help you with this case. This new case has you working non stop, racking your brain to think of anything that can help solve this problem.

There have been reports coming in from almost every illyrian camp, complaints of females and young girls going missing without a foot print left behind. Nobody knows what's happening to those girls because none of them have been found yet.

Cassian has had his men search the entire Illyria, along with himself, Nesta and Morrigan to try and find some type of clue or location, but they have all come back with no avail. You and Azriel have been looked in his office, trying to find something in the files but that, too, doesn't help you at all.

Files are sprawled all over your desk. Some stating the names of the victims and some reporting thier last seen location. It's been eight days and twenty six victims, and that's all you know.

You sigh and close your eyes, head hung down as you go over the information you have, again, to just find something, anything that can help you find those innocent girls.

"Here." A thug filles the silence and your eyes open to see Azriel putting down a cup of tea. You straighten up from where you were standing with your arms rested on the edges of your desk.

Whispering a small thank you, you pick up the cup with one hand and stir the spoon with the other. Your eyes again looking at the names scribbled on the paper.

Calantheria

Lyriana

Cirys

"Did you find anything new?" Azriel asks, sipping his from his own cup.

"No. You?" Your eyes look at his.

"None of my spies have picked on anything." His voice is calm, a contrast to the storm swirling in his eyes.

"How can this be possible?" Your eyebrows narrow in anger and frustration. "How can a someone be so clean in abduction that they don't leave a single thread behind?"

He hums, eyes analyzing the files. "Whoever it is, they are too good at covering thier tracks."

Silence fills the room again as the two of you fall quite, drinking the tae and thinking about the same thing again.

You were Azriel's second before finding your mates, the High Lord and Lady of Night Court. It was a surprise to everyone when you found out, considering how rare it is to find one mate, and finding two at that.

Three mates are extremely rare cases, only one out of a thousand pairs can you find a tripple pair. You were invited into the inner circle right away, everyone was kind hearted towards you.

But even though you were practically Azriels equal, you would never admit that. He taught you everything you know about spying and assassin ship. For you he will always be your senior.

The quiet between you was suddenly intrupted when Rhysands voice fills your head and the two of you leave everything and rush out of there as fast as possible.

Come to my office. Cassian found something.

-☆-

The eight of you stand surrounding a table, on which lies a map of the Illyrian Forest.

"A few of my men stumbled upon an underground tunnel. While patrolling, one fell in, not knowing about the cave because it was covered up with branches and leaves." Cassian circles an area with ink. "This is where the cave is. We went in just to make sure it isn't some small hole or anything, and it isn't. The hole stretches out into a gaint cave after entering, big enough for all of us to fit in."

He glances at everyone before continuing, "There were bloody footsteps at the starting of the tunnel. A pair of them, one can be identified as a male and other a female."

The air thickens around the room, all of you worrid and a little relieved to find at least something relating this case.

"I'm not sure what is in it, but I didn't have my men search it, if this isn't the seriel criminal we want, but some entirely different creature , I'm not losing my men for nothing." He finishes and Rhysand hums, silently agreeing.

"Alright then, we will go to see what this is." Rhysand looks up at you all, waiting for you to nod and continues, "Amren will stay at Valaris, guarding while we're gone. Nesta can watch over the War camps, so that if any other kidnapping happens, she can inform us right away."

The both of them nod and even though Nesta looks like she wants to say something, she doesn't dare go against Rhys' orders. Cassian interlaces his fingers with hers, as if to say not to worry.

"I will enter the cave first, Feyre, Y/N, Azriel, Cassian, and Mor will follow after. Cassians soldiers will stay at the cave entrance in case we encounter the very criminal we are looking for." Everyone nods.

"Any questions?" Rhys looks at everyone with raised eyebrow.

When no one comments he stands up straight and extends his arms to you and feyre at each side of him, ready to winnow you out. Azriel mimics him and grabs hold of Cassian. Mor takes Nestas hand to drop her off at the camps first and follow us after.

"Let us go." Rhysands voice echos out as you all fade into darkness.

-☆-

You walk through the woods with the others. Cassian leading your group and the rest of you follow close behind.

The entrance Cass found is surrounded with trees and grass, making it impossible to notice except the way it was found.

You reach there and Cass nods to one of his gaurds stationed near it. He turns to your group as you all stop with him, he points the hole, big only enough for one person to fit through.

Rhysand jumps in first and you all follow one by one. You go after Feyre and step up, looking around. It looks just like a normal Cave. Alighted with fire by cassian's comrades.

"Alright, I did not expect the cave to be this big." Mor's eyes scan over the walls with interest, before she looks at Cassian. "Sure you said it'd be big but I didn't expect this big. I mean you could fit an entire house in here."

Rhysand forms a small flame in his hand and steps forward taking the lead, "Everyone be on your gaurd." He doesn't need to remind you.

You walk between Rhysand and Feyre, her hand held yours in a tight grip, the only sign of her anxiousness. You walk further and further into the dark, the walls only illuminated by Rhys purple fire.

Suddenly you see a flicker of orange ahead, all of you noticing it at the same time as your steps falter for a second before continuing without making a sound. You step closer and finally see the scene ahead of you.

Your breath catches as you realized just what is happening. Candles surround a body of a girl, creating a circle in which the body is kept. She lies there as still as stone, eyes closed and not even breathing. The light from the candles shine against her skin that is now as pale as snow and lips that was probably soft and pink now cracked and blue.

Your hand slips from Feyre's as you step forward enough to see the face clearly. This is one of the girls you were looking for. Her name is Lyriana.

No. Was.

Now she's gone. Dead just as you expected. You still remember how her parents had begged you to find her when she got lost. How they begged you to find her and bring her back alive, offering you anything you wanted in return.

She was one of the firsts that was lost, it had been a week yet her parents never lost hope, knowing that their high lord and spymaster will find her. Well, you guess they did do that part.

"Is that-" Azriel starts but you speak before he could, knowing what he will say.

"Lyriana. Age 16. Single child. 7 days missing. A Valkerie in training. One of the first victims." Your voice sounds bland, void of any emotion and your mates pick up on the ill feelings starting to swirl inside you immediately.

"This isn't good." Mor comments under her breath.

"Oh yeah? What gave it away? The fire or the dead body?" Cassian replies just as slowly, his tone a mixture of sarcasm and anger.

You take another step closer to the body and just as Rhysand is about to warn you not to get too close, a sudden snap sounds and a hand wraps around you foot, the fingers clutching on tight enough to break bones;

And pulls.

You gasp out in pain, not expecting the attack and fall on your back. Your head hitting the hard ground but paying no mind to it, you take out a knife sheathed at your waist and thrust it on the hand with force.

At the same time a blast of purple fire hits the arm holding your foot. The force of your attacks together results in the arm cutting and blasting off into a mush of blood and muscle. An extremely unsettling site.

The blood flies to your body, small droplets smearing onto your leathers as you quickly brush off the remains of the fingers around your ankle and stand up. Soft hands hold you as Feyre forces you to step back with her and Rhysand stands before you, ready for another attack.

Now that out of danger, you see the arm that tried to hold you captive belongs to the very girl you declared dead. She now kneels and stands on her hands and knees, arching her back in an unnatural way. The eyes that were closed and peaceful, now are wide open and frowning at the lot of you with anger. You take in a sharp breath when you realize that her eyes doesn't have irises, they are entirely white white red nerves siding at the edges.

The hand that was blasted off, still driping tons of blood but it is as though she doesn't feel anything because she lets out a low growl before standing and streaking out her next attack.

Everyone is ready this time though, before Rhysand even lifts a finger, shadows cover Lyriana's entire body, slithering around like ropes and contract their hold. Thightly binding her limbs to her body and enabling her to do anything except squirm around on the ground, trying to fight.

Everyone stays silent for a while, only her growling and hissing echoing through the space, widened eyes staring shocked at Lyriana's state. She behaves as though she doesn't know anything but  attacking.

Rhysand turns to you and pulls you into his arms, "Are you alright?" His soft voice breaks the dark fog starting in your mind. You nod silently and rest your head against his shoulder. Feyre kneels at your side and gently touches the ankle that now covers a ring of dark red bruises in shape of a hand.

You step back a little to see the wound for yourself, half cresents form where the tip of the fingers were, stretching out into small sharp straches, oozing out little blood that was already starting to heal.

You sigh and step around them as they straighten up, "I'm fine. Let's keep going."

[superscourge]

Headcanon day, eh? Alright!

-pulls out headcanon list for disorder AU-

here we go!

I feel like Nazo wouldn’t be just a god of order. While that’s his main role, he has a role of a god of contracts, or anything related to law and order, as they all kind of relate to one another!

Basing off my fanart, Amy eventually meets Nazo and is able to slightly persuade him into taking some time to learn about the world. Take some time to learn about how chaos works in both good and bad ways, and maybe find a way to bring balance! This in turn lets him meet a wide range of characters that teach him the good and the bad of chaos. This can lead to a few alternate scenarios!

If Nazo does end up getting beat, the stones of order would end up falling towards the earth’s surface. One would end up in eggman’s grasp, and one would be entrusted to Amy. After all, she helped him see the good in this world, the least that could be done is that Amy is given something in return for her kindness towards him. It probably takes the last bit of Nazo’s life force to give it to her, but Amy would be touched by the action and keep it safe from Dr. Eggman’s grasp, or at least until Nazo returns.

On a similar note, if Nazo wins, he’d probably take Amy, place her in his world, and would probably keep her safe from any other outside threats. Same notion as before, she was so kind to him, why let that kindness be snuffed out with the rest of the dimension?

Unlike the Nazo in Nazo unleashed, this one is more charming and less aggressive. Now, if push comes to shove, he’ll absolutely kick ass. If not? He’ll use his intellect, charm, and wits to get what he wants. This has led to some very tense encounters on his end, but it’s worth it to him.

Scourge would get very insecure about him being back in his “normal” state. So much so he tries dying his quills green again, but with no luck. As mobian quills don’t dye as easily as human hair.

Sonic ends up getting kicked halfway across the world by Nazo when they first fight, leading to sonic having a bad bruise scar on his waist area.

Shadow’s inhibitor rings got cracked while in his chaos form, so now every time he uses his chaos powers, the ring cracks glow green every time he uses them!

The only reason Silver’s dimension was considered to be in danger was because there were multiple stones of order on there, as a gift from travelers long ago, and nazo will fight tooth and nail to get them. So he ends up taking them to mobius, where he has a better chance at getting assistance.

Silver’s telekinesis becomes a sea foam green color after the big fight, which scares him at first, but the blaze in his dimension finds it cute!

I have way more, but I don’t want us to be here all night-

SO MANY HEADCANONS FOR THE AU OMG... <333 i love all of these

honestly i didnt plan for nazo to have any sort of "redemption arc" or even "taming arc" as i'd like to call it lol, but..........knowing MY ass? that just may happen. ngl. im the redemption arc guy thats my thing now i guess

amy is legit such a good character to use for villain redemption arcs ive found.. it just makes sense yknow? so i think i agree w u there

these headcanons may become canon we shall see /j

[solardrake]

a few nights ago i went to have drinks with an acquaintance and we went to this really loud bar. My bf went to go scout out the bathrooms and while we talked a bit on the drive over this was my first time meeting her and i'm a shy little freak

She had pinned me as a gamer (ouch) and asks me what games i've been playing recently. I say baldurs gate which is a very normal and well-adjusted answer. She nods in agreement and responds thats she's been playing some fighting game, and that I should try it because, and i am slightly paraphrasing here, "there's girls in it".

This reasoning shocked me. Even IF i heard the name of the game over the bar music it wouldn't have mattered because all of my neural processes were fixed on this completely left field reasoning and trying to understand what she meant by that???

But she (and HER boyfriend who is also here) is now looking at me, expecting a response. Buckling under social pressure I blurt out

"Sorry, I'm not into women"

See, what I MEANT TO SAY was "Oh sorry, Im not really a fan of anime girls or fighting games" (because I assumed it was like skullgirls or something) but in the stress of the moment my brain boiled down all of the nuance of my reply into something so damning that i could feel the flames of hell start to lick at my ankles.

"How can you NOT be into women?!" they cry out in unison. panicked, I backtrack: "I-I mean I DO like women but it's not like that.. I RESPECT women!" I have not even clarified that i'm talking about ANIME women, and that i really feel no which way about them. but at this point i've fallen into a social chasm so deep that my reasoning does little to cushion my night's descent into complete catastrophe. "I would let a woman hit me with her car"

Then, newly found acquaintance puts the final nail in my coffin with a final, interrogative fall of the conversational hammer: "Are you a SIMP?"

I felt like my life was ending. The blaring saxophone playing over the bar speakers faded into high-pitched ringing. I could feel my soul being tugged into oblivion as my name gets scrawled on an ill-fated list in the black book of Alleged Simps, a public record psionically beamed into every queer person in the tri-state area so that they may forever know of my shame

It was all good btw. I was invited to her house and was delighted to know that her bedroom was painted to look like an inside of a mouth, she had a lamp you can jack off to turn on, and that her ceilings were adorned with a modest 4 ornate boob lights (which does not beat the record of most boob lights in a house i've seen, being my own with a triumphant 13)

[hairscare]

IF you dropped a long ass text post with all of your biology, sociology and political headcanons about the underworld in creepypasta au land,, I would read it like a bedtime story every night

I LOVE LORE❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

alright you dont gotta tell me twice

geography

so basically the underrealm (ik this name comes from some creepypasta comic but idk off the top of my head which) is basically like hell and looks like the nether from minecraft in that its like one huge cave system type deal with various major caverns being provinces. theres no plants so the residents are carnivorous + also eat rocks and gems since theyre edible to them. the caverns tend to be layered with rock formation shelves that people live on, and the cavern is warmer the higher up you are. there isnt any sort of sun since its all cave but there are plenty of creatires and rocks that glow plus theyve got things like electricity to light up the caverns

sociology/political

so obv zalgo is the emperor of the underrealm and he has his own providence thats just his labyrinthine palace (its lonely at the top!) but each providence has its own chancellor thats in charge of it like a president and each chancellor is one of zalgos kids! since hes kind of a chaotic anomaly he just kind of pops out a baby every so often (he tries very hard to be a good dad) and when they get old enough they basically just get an extremely high role in the govt. the chancellor positions are in high demand, so theres a lot of duels to the death between siblings to try and steal each others positions.

theres also a few high chancellors (my oc austeros was one of these, i might put them back in this story ngl) who are the most influential under zalgo himself (theyre all also zalgos nepo babies) and they work directly under him to run everything. i remember there being high chancellors of war, magic, law, commerce and "communications" (this one is just propaganda and austeros runs it very cruelly). anyways they work with zalgo and run basically everything from the shadows

almost all of the chancellors have harems + a harem queen thats like the main partner politically, and these are usually made up people from high standing underrealm families

under the chancellors theres a very strong class system that correlates with how high up the caverns ppl live, so the higher up you are, the more influence you have, and the healthier you are since the heat is necessary for zalgoids. lower down areas are usually very impoverished and consist of small huts and markets, whereas higher up areas are more metropolitan, and finally the tops are very wealthy with tons of estates (of course the chancellors are at the very top with ginormous estates)

a very common way for people to exert their influence is via violence and killing, though certain people are particularly cruel or frequent in this (again, looking at you austeros)

biology

theres a few different species that live in the underrealm, but the main one i have developed are zalgoids, which is kinda what zalgo is (hes special tho)

ill use austeros for a ref since theyre the only one ive drawn semi recently

basically they have a carapace that protects their actual bodies, which are in a type of gaslike state in the shell (this is why they need heat so they can maintain the pressure inside their shell) but when they molt/their shell breaks, they solidify into physical creatures that all look different! heres my old austeros design without a shell (old asf so it looks shitty and needs to be updated but oh well)

zalgoids have regular molting seasons where they often isolate, and while they are more prone in their molted state, they are also larger and more powerful

there are other species (ill show an old concept drawing below) but they arent nearly as developed. theres not really any sort of prejudice or hate between species, they coexist very well in all parts of the hierarchy (except chancellors which are all zalgoids). also none of the species need to sleep so everything is always running 24/7

but yeah! thats basically everything i can think of! i imagine the creepypasta mansion has a portal somewhere (my old hc was a well but id probably change that now) to get to the underrealm since its like a pocket dimension but they def visit sometimes :) oh also i hc that smile dog is half underrealm creature hence why hes like That

[mik0is0bored]

Undet the cut is my thoughts, a slight life update, and me basically complaining and ranting, so um yeah...🙂

Mainly I'm only doing this cus I just wanna like say smth so I can get it off my chest so hopefully I won't feel as stressed as I do. But every single year for the last 3 or 4 years I've gone black friday shopping with my friend and her family and when I get back to my own home I feel the holiday season finally kick in. And all year I wait and wait for this time of year but when it finally gets here it sucks. Nothing has happened around this time of year except for a few things, but thats for later or if someone wants more info (like my mutuals or smth cus I trust yall(mutuals) the most on this platform) ill do that but any other time of the year I'm fine but literally right after the end of the holiday season is my birthday (1st week of the month) and i remember every year since before 2020 I was afraid of getting older before but now it's only really during the holiday season because I'm old enough to get my license, but I don't have my permit, I've never had a partner (but thats the least of my worries right now) and too add on to it the strike in the area where I attend school is still going on. The strikes been going on for nearly a month. And I know there are WAY MORE important things than a teenage girl stressing about growing up up worrying about being alone for the rest of her damn life. Like once you turn a certain age (this is my opinion everyone is entitled to their own opinion of course) that once I reach a certain age I can't go and lean against my parents when I'm scared or stressed, and I can't go crying to them when I'm worried. I've said I've been afraid of growing up before but that was nearly 6 years ago when I was 9 or 10. I also feel like stuff has (obviously) gotten more violent around the world too, not just in the united states. The wars that are going on right now, although they don't affect me now, I still worry about the families over in those regions that are dying, injured, and sick. I've just been burnt out despite the 3 week shutdown due to th3 strike and I've been burnt out way before the strike started too. Chemistry is hard, it sucks, I have a c in painting, and my English teacher doesn't listen or even acknowledge mine (pr my friends) existence when we try ti talk to him. I've tried to convince my parents into getting me therapy, and that was shut down. Hopefully in a little while I can re ask the question because I've heard from several people now that therapy is one of the best things they've done. I dont have tramua I'm just so burnt out it's not even funny, i swear I'm not trying to unload my problems onto anyone else, which was the main reason I added the cut, so people could decide if they wanted to readbt my rant or not. But yeah anyways if you read this sorry for wasting your time if I did lmao have a good day/night

[kandadiff]

Unhinged (4) : How Do I Make You Love Me?

~~ This is a flashback chapter~~

Funhouse was at the top of there game, mercenaries for the highest bidder. We worked for all the families and big names in the tri-state area, meaning we were supposed to be untouchable. Why we did was not personal (for the most part), it was business and most seemed to understand that. With a few hiccups here and there, but people liked us. We had good personality, were reliable when hired and skilled at the services we provided. 

I had spent a lot of time with an offshoot of the Red Dragon’s that resided in New York. So much so that I was briefly flirting with the idea of getting engaged to a leader of theres. Choi Seunghyun. He asked me during an expensive dinner in a fancy restaurant but left alone when I told him I wasn’t sure of my choice. And rather then have me stew in the confusion of an answer, you, Katya and Makayla dragged us to a party thrown in the lavish Playhouse bar owned by the Clown Prince himself. Thats how I met Negan. 

He was in the VIP area chatting up some leggy blonde and before I knew it, he was sitting in the booth with me. Claiming to be a big fan from what his best friend tells him. I wanted to ignore every word that came from his mouth after he said that... What kind of person would call J his best friend? But I like to think I entertained his conversation at first because of your obsession with J. To my surprise, Negan was incredible charming and interesting, much more then the usual men in the game, whose entire personailties were either crazed ranting or showing off money. Negan didn't need to show off anything, his aura oozed power and his deep voice commanded respect and attention as soon as he opened his mouth. I found myself disappointed when we had to leave the club and elated when he asked me out on a date. 

“I told you, I might be engaged.” I said with a teasing smirk, Seunghyun’s face fleeting across my mind. Negan ran his hand over his beard and chuckled. 

“Might be? Seems like you don’t want to be. Like you'd rather be here with me?” He leaned towards me “Shit, between you and me, this is the most fun I've had at these shitty fucking parties.”

I shook my head and couldn’t help but giggle. “You say that to her?” I asked motioning to the blonde, he was talking to who now spent her entire night shooting me dirty looks. 

“Fuck no” He scoffed and looked at me, a smirk painting his lips. “She’s was putting me half to fucking sleep when talking. You,” he rested his arm around my shoulder. “I like you. You do something to me.”

“Get your dick hard?” I replied unimpressed and tossed his hand from my shoulder. “I heard about you... you got a harem of girls, right?” Negan was fun, and might be a good ally and better entertainment for the moment. But I heard about his womanizing ways and the fact he was so close to J was a turn-off for sure. 

To my surprise he laughed. “I guess I’m fucking irresistible.” At that I laughed and looked at him shaking my head. “Fine,” he shrugged brushing off the rejection “how about I become your friend.”

“My friend?” I repeated amused. He nodded “Not my friend with benefits.”

“Shit, if you want to sweeten the package-”

“No,” I laughed shaking my head. 

“I’m kidding.” he laughed, leaning over and waved for a waiter to refresh out drinks. “Just your friend, a true friend, nothing else.” he says then adds “Without your permission, of course.” 

I couldn’t help but shake my head smiling “So your going to watch shitty movies with me, gossip and help me move my stuff when I move into a new house?” He nods to each challenge. “And keep your hands to yourself?” He holds up both his hands and crosses his fingers over his heart. “Just friends?”

“Yes, little princess, I swear.” he says the nickname making my heart inwardly flutter but I tried to stop it, thinking instead of the rock of a ring occupying Seunghyun’s drawer. “You’ve never had a friend like me.”

“I don’t think you’ve ever had a friend like ME.” I corrected as the waiter came back with our drinks on a plate. I thanked him and he rushed off to another table. “Cheers then.” I clicked my glass with his “to friendship.”

Negan’s protective nature was evident.Over the next month and a half, we saw each other every week and chatted nearly everyday. He started growing closer to you, especially and introduced you to Shawn - He even won Draven’s favor. He worried about us a lot - despite the unspoken rule of don't kill the messengers of crimes (us) hired help still died. A lot especially with the rise of two new gangs in the city who killed whoever they deemed disrespected them. 

“The shit you say sometimes,” he said from his couch as I rolled my eyes pouring him his cup of whiskey alone in his big house which was a rare commodity When I first came here I expected it to be like the playboy bunny manor which rooms lines with women but the girlfriends he had - I never saw, similarly when he called me when I was out with a man, I lied and told him I was with a friend, it was almost like a game for us. “Those low life fucks will take anything as a fucking insult and if they touch you.”

“I can handle myself, big daddy.” I missed the look on his face when I called him that. Instead I passed my assurance to him through his drink and settling down next to him to watch the newest slot in a long running horror franchise. “They’re mostly talk.” I said and he eyed me suspiciously. I ignored his looks and settled into his side. We were only partially in the movie when Negan leaned over me and hit the large bruises I was hiding from him under my shirt. 

“What happened?” He asked as a pain shot through me. They were still fairly fresh and very tender. I shook my head “I can see your fucking face” he said but I shifted so I was sitting up straight, trying not to make it to obvious. He yanked my towards him and lifted ignoring when I called out his name and told him to stop. It wasn’t until he let go of my shirt and shot up calling for Simon when I saw his rage filled face. “Who did that?”

“Negan, its nothing.” I shook my head “can we just finish the movie?”

“Its not nothing! you look like a fucking Dalmatian!” He seethed and leaned down in front of me, taking my hands in his and his hazel eyes bored into mine. “Who was it?” His gaze was so intense I looked away.

“You should see the other guys.”

“I am not going to fucking ask again.” he said darkly. “Who. did. that?”

“Louis Tomlinsoon and his brother William.” I whispered recalling the previous night, Liam angrily left me stranded at a bar out of town when both men couldn't exactly take rejection all that well. I told them I wasn’t interested and they put there hands on me. “I handled it.”

“I’m going to fucking kill them.” he shot up as Simon entered the room, confused but alert. 

“Negan.” I said shaking my head. Half of me wanted to think he was joking, maybe he'd report them to the cops - his brother was a police officer ( granted a corrupt one but stilll a cop) but another part of me, the smarter part, knew he meant every word. 

“No one lays a fucking finger on my princess.” his words dripped poison. “They have to pay for that shit. Its my fucking job to protect you. If they disrespect you, they fucking disrespect me.”

He told me to wait in his room for him to get back, but I followed him and Simon. I watched as he entered the house and slaughtered all the occupants inside. He left Louis and William for last after making them beg for forgiveness. I saw how he beat the boys to piles of bone, brain and blood with his bat. The way he cursed at them, the way he beat them with no forgiveness all for me. I was admittedly a little shaken, I was used to the Red Dragon’s subtle assassin like way of killing. This was rage, this was hate, this wasn’t a warning, this was a promise. Anyone who crossed Negan would meet a brutal end. And he had done this all for me. That should have been red flag - the lengths he was willing to go for me. 

I stepped in the room to reveal myself blood coating my shoes and feet. I stood stunned by the door, the smell of death hung heavy in the air. “Kid,” Simon saw me first and Negan looked back as Simon approached. Both flecked in copper smelling blood. “You shouldn’t have to see this.” he gently took my arm about to lead me out but I stood my ground. Staring at the carnage, the horrific images burning into my memory. “Come on.” He said pulling me but I shook my head looking up at Negan. He looked at me with a stoic look on his face. 

Silence hung between us until he walked over to me, the blood soaked bat swinging by his side. “Are you scared?” He said his voice unreadable. He stood on my right side, looming over me like death over his graveyard. 

“Should I be?” My voice was softer then I intended it to be.

His hand gently took my chin, forcing me to look at him. “What do you think?”

“No.” I breathed out holding his wrist that lay on my face. “I trust you.” That was the truth and it seemed to be sealed with a tender kiss to my forehead. The gentle kiss contrasting sharply with the carnage that lay across the house.

“You have me wrapped around your little fucking finger, princess. I’d burn this fucking world down to keep you warm.” He said. That was our first kiss, standing in the aftermath of a blood bath. 

The good times didn’t last. I knew Negan’s harem was still a thing and they lived in compound. But I never had to see them, Simon told me Negan sent them away when I came. They were all but retired until they tried to make a stand and try and seduce the man in charge. I walked in on them with you in Negans room. Two of them wearing nothing but whipped cream on their bodies laying in his bed. When confronted they said the day before I was there he slept with the two other girls. 

Taking my revenge, I got a boyfriend. He was smart member of Red Dragon’s who ran his own crew, Namjoon Kim. I had went out with him a few times, ignoring Negan’s texts and calls. I was actually getting ready for a date with him when Negan knocked on my door. He let himself in. I screamed at him and he yelled at me, both angry. Until I slapped him.

“Don't you fucking hit me again." He warned and I went to punch him but he jerked me forward and I missed completely. "Stop!" He ordered "We are going to fucking talk this out. Like goddamn adults!"

“Go fuck your whores and leave me alone!” I shouted at him.

“How much times do I have to fucking tell you!” He pushed his body on mine “That was a fucking lie! I haven’t even fucking touched them-”

“They told me!” I screamed pushing past him and walking to the bedroom, hoping to lock him out. “I walked in on them naked and waiting for you!”

“I had nothing to do with that!” He followed me pushing the door open when I tried to close it. 

“How would you feel if you walked if you knew I fucked Namjoon!” I screamed pushing him back when he tried to touch me. “Get the fuck off of me!” His face grew angry. 

“He touched you?” He said his tone chilling but I was too angry too care. 

“Yeah” I scoffed “he fucked me just like you fucked those girls.” His jaw tightened. “Guess what?” I said trying to hurt him “I. fucking. loved. it!” He grabbed the back of my neck and brought me to him in one swift motion. 

“Watch your fucking mouth!” He warned “You don’t get it yet? You’re fucking mine. I let you have your fun but you took that shit too far, like the spoiled fucking princess you are. Now, I'm going to have to fucking remind you.” he moved his hands up my dress “No one gets to touch you, no one else gets to have you. You're fucking mine! Understand?” Lost in the blissfulness of lust I nodded “say it!”

“I’m yours.” I whispered to him. 

“Are you going to let that fucker touch you again?” His lips ghosted over mine. I shook my head. “I protect what is mine, princess, if he tries to touch you I will kill him.”

“Did you touch those woman since you’ve been with me?” I asked looking deep into his hazel eyes. 

“No.” he said truthfully. 

“Get rid of them.” I demanded grabbing him through his pants, his hissed into my mouth. “If they try that again. I’ll kill them.”

“God, I fucking love you.” He effortlessly tossed me on the bed pressing his body down to me. Negan and I spent that whole weekend in bed. When I was finally able to get up, I broke up with Namjoon. 

The next few months were prosperous for both of us. I was starting to be known as Negan’s girl and that came with its own set of perks. I became untouchable and feared but I had to deal with Negan’s possessiveness. I couldn’t even go to lunch with Hoseok, Damien or Max without someone either reporting it to him or having someone from The Saviors following us. I visited the Red Dragon’s less frequently but thanks to me The Saviors became allies with them. I introduced Jiyong’s father, Young Hwan, to Negan and because of that I was entrusted with handling business in the higher level with Negan. I was an unofficial member of the Saviors. That also came with downsides. 

Negan bugged us constantly about picking a gang. Katya aligned herself with the Red Dragon by getting engaged to V. But you on and off with both GD and Edward and me refusing to officially join the saviors annoyed him. If you weren’t an official member of a gang, you were unprotected and could be a target for anything. During Katya’s wedding we found that out the hard way. 

Weddings were considered sacred by most of the gangs in the city and the unofficial rule was there were no attacks or hits during a wedding. They were to be respected no matter what gangs were present and for a while thats how it was. 

The ceremony was beautiful, a winter wedding in December with Winter Wonderland as the theme. Katya’s dress looked like ice crystals dripping off her skin as she danced with V, his own tux while with blue pattering. Both looked like the king and queen of an ice palace. The entire venue was mixed with members of The Red Dragon, The Brotherhood and a few people here and there from the Playhouse and The Saviors. 

Everyone was drinking, laughing and having a good time until Minzy stumbled from the bathroom, blood staining her pastel orange dress. “Minzy?” Bom saw her friend and her eyes grew wide and concerned. That was until a man masked in a black mask grabbed her shoulder and slit her throat. Bom’s scream cut through the air like a knife and suddenly like roaches in the night the area was flooded in chaos. 

Black masked men set upon everyone at the wedding like hungry predators. I was dancing with Max who moments before was urging me to go with him back to Italy and leave this all behind. Now he was rushing me away from the chaos. 

~~~

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21:13 August 25, 2023

Thank you Lord for today. I am here in Mactan International Airport for my flight to Manila. My heart is grateful, thank you Lord, I am able to do this. I love you Lord. This is it, going to Manila alone, my friend Faith (moookie) will fetch me at the airport.

My flight is at 11:00PM, currently waiting here at Jollibee maybe until boarding time. I am a bit sleepy right now. Huehue. Didn't have a good and enough sleep last night because I prepared my things. By the way, I am just using my backpack because I'm afraid my trolly will be disallowed for hand carry. But I remember, hahaha I have to #travellight hahahaha. Now, nagsisisi bat hindi nag luggage. Haha travel light nga pala ako para less hussle? Sana. :D

I just read the conformation of the Malacanang Tours this morning by the way :) Thank you Lord.

I left the boarding house at around 6:00PM. Rode a jeepney (about to ask the Golden Peak guard if there's a jeep passing going to SM when I saw a jeepney coming decided to check fist then, tadaaan God given, it's for SM, thank you Lord) to SM then rode via MyBus to Airport. At Ayala, there's a familiar face to entered the jeep she is one of the scholars of AFPSLAI. :D good to see you... huhu I forgot the first name at that moment (Clarisse Monroid). She parted at SM. :D

By the way, only Maam Lanie knew about this trip of mine to Mnl.

Today, I always see Sir Tommy watching a video on his phone which is unusual. I checked and it's basketball! Haha hmmm FIBA. He's interested in watching FIBA I thought to have a photo there at the Philippine Arena or even watch a game then have a photo. I asked him, "sir toms, kinsa imo ganahan lantawon player sa FIBA?" She jokingly replied, "Ikaw" hahahhahhaha. We'll see sir Toms. XD

By the waaay, arrived at the airport having no idea where to, I just followed the signages, thank you Lord for this experience.

The Guard checked my ticket and my ID of course I presented my passport (haha no sticker yet xD)

Proceeded to the check in area asked to the attendant if there's a walk in check in, but she suggested to do the self check in instead, i have to have the line if walk i check in and I saw thats its soooo long (huhu don't want to try because I want to tell the ground crew to have me at the window seat huhu but I tried nalang) I tried the self check-in the first thing I checked was my seat # woaaah. Haha It states "30F" ohhh, I think this is a window seat, Lord, thank you. But sana window, not aisle or center.

Went inside immediately nalang cause I don't know where to. I didn't know where to go to, para akong tangs talaga hihi paila na first time but it's okay hahahaha. The guy instructed me the way haha. They uses bar code to enter, I just copied the girl infront of me but.. hahahaha the guy helped me instead, geeeerl hahahha then when I am about to the scanning machine, I need to get my bags and all to the tray then the guy said that the shoes are need to be removed, pak geeerl, your socks hahaha imong gipiko raba ay. Hahaha. What I did was I really went there at the edge of the scanning machine so no one can see me fixing my socks as I remove my shoes omyy, haha. I just thought that, they don'tlnow me anyway. Hahahahhahhahahaha. 'Girl, your tiara, aja girl!' XD

Went to the CR (even di kaihion just because I saw it, so I entered nalang) silently screamed in the CR out of my mixed emotions hahahha I was kiligged because of my experience, as well as embarrassed haha. Then when I was out, the faucet didn't function well, myygoowdness again hahaha ignorante ka gorl hahah and the soap dispensed small amount of liquid hahahhaha. I hadn't even air dry my hands because I don't know how to use it.

Rome around to check what around and find somewhere to eat and tadaaan, the last sort is Jollibee. Guess what, Lechon costs 300+ hahaha so Jollibee is the best choice for my budget. XD

EXPENSES

12.00- Golden Peak to SM (MyBus)

50.00-SM to Mactan International Airport (MyBus)

129.00-Dinner at Jollibee

So,

Saan aabot ang 5,000.00 mo?

21:13 📍Jollibee, Mactan International Airport Domestic Flights

[roseofdarkness0]

"...."

". . .'

Sluuuuuuuuuuurp

"Louisiana oh my god I will murder you"

"I thought you were agnostic?"

"AND I THOUGHT YOH WOULDNT BE DUMB ENOUGH TO START FIRE IN THE HOUSE IN STATE KNOWN FOR WILDFIRES"

"Well that's on you and I'm horribly offended you thought I wouldn't try to bake those cookies as fast as possible"

"He ain' wrong sha"

"Louisiana I swear I will-"

"Excuse me, is this your house?"

All three states stopped their bickering to look at the firefighter that approached with troubled look on his face. Hysterically, California recognised the 118 on red background of the helmet and prayed to all that could have mercy on him that LA wasn't working dispatch today.

They will be in deeper shit with Gov anyway and he wasn't looking forward to adding teasing on top of that.

Louisiana clearing his throat and Florida not so gentle nudge paused him back to the reality, blushing he cleared his throat and nodded.

"Yes that's our shared house, we have other roommates and such-but anyway, how bad is the damage?" Cal asked with hesitation clear in their voice.

"Well good news is that damage was swiftly contained just to the kitchen and parts of living room"

"But?"

"But, it is concerning that despite the sprinklers being installed, they didn't go off nor did the smoke alarm"

"Oh! I know why!" Florida spoke brightly which made even Loui a tad uneasy and Cal hoped for the earth to split open and swallow him whole, "I took the batteries out and messed with the system!"

"Mai sha!"

"I-what?"

"Flo!!!! Why???"

"It made shrilling noises when I tried to do open flame roast gator tail! And sprinklers only killed whatever fire I had going!" Florida huffed and pouted as he kicked some rocks away "and it was supposed to be nice surprise dinner for Loui!"

"Aww-"

"No!!! Not aww!!!! We have designated backyard area for stuff like this for a reason! And I know you you use it! Real reason Flo!" Cal glared at Florida, nostrils flaring in anger.

"..... Fine, late night booze making with few others which. When we were burning some of the flavours into alcohol the smoke detector would go off but we didn't want Gov on our asses so I messed with it"

"Of course you di-" Capitan interrupted Cal incoming rant and brought them back on to topic at hand.

"... Right that was very informative but I'm afraid I might need to get LAPD involved. At least to confirm that it was just cookies this time aaand if there was some alcohol making, then we'll, I sure hope it was for fuel" Captain gave them a smile and wink.

Louisiana chuckled at that whilst Florida did full body cackle.

"Like a true Minne¹! I like you funny man!'

"Wh-how did you-"

"HEY CAP!"

Group was once again startled by arrival of another firefighter who immediately got 'Cap' attention telling and pointing to something which gave the three states time to assess the situation and how to bullshit it to Gov.

Louisiana was content to just let Cal worry about all of that whilst he made sure that Florida wouldn't run off to bother one of his alligators² that arrived to the scene in the cop car which made the captain leave to greet them when their original distractor made... well, even bigger distraction.

"I knew I recognised your voices!" The man with strange birthmark over one of his eyes exclaimed triumphantly whilst pointing wildly at them. "I saw you two at some of the bars I bartender when I was in Louisiana and Florida!" Which, not like they could dispute it or anything cause he and Florida would be too drunk to remember anyway. "And you! I helped you" the young man pointed wildly at confused California "I helped you hitchhike away from your arson case! And that body over cliff burning! Man you gotta spill how you did that!"

Cal gaped, Florida froze, then gasped dramatically at Cal and Louisiana just raised his eyebrows at the new titbit of information they just received.

"uh well-"

"FLORIDA WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

"COOKIES!!!"

Well then, time to face the music-

"IN THE NAME OF ALL THATS HOLY WHY?!"

"BECAUSE SONIC!!!"

"WHAT?!"

"oH!!!! AND AND!!!" Florida pounced on Gov, nearly making them both tumble to the ground. "Cal may be a murderer! So we need more celebratory cookies!!!"

"W H A T ?!!!"

Or maybe he should just go to the nearest drive through for daiquiri

Florida: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

California: No, that's not how you make cookies.

Louisiana: FLOOR IT!!

Florida: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

California: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Florida: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Louisiana: DO IT!

California: NO-

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Congratulations

Rindou x fem!reader

Warnings: Mature themes, Mature language, kinda smut, Rindou!

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Oh shit, you were running late you knew you should of taken the back roads, as the main roads were flooded with vehicles. Roppongi was usually a very busy place especially during the night, known for its clubs that were filled with some of the most beautifulest women in all of Tokyo.

"Why isn't this car moving!" You screamed hands hitting the steering wheel as the bright pink Lamborghini cut you off.

'Rich people and there stupid driving' you thought as you tried your best to manuaver your way out of traffic.

You had just got this job as being a driver for a very well known company in the shipping industry (or at least thats what they wrote on their help wanted ad) and you weren't about to lose it on your first errand, just as you were about to overtake a car another came claiming the spot you wanted your car to be in.

If adding insult to injury, you began hearing your phone ringing from the passengers seat. The vibrations causing the phone to slightly jump on the black leather of the massive SUV you drove. Without a moments hesitation you picked the phone up with one hand still on the steering wheel trying your best to get your way out of the sea of horrid drivers that were currently taking over the roads.

"Hello" you said abruptly, not even having time to look at the caller ID.

"Good evening Miss (L/N)"

"Evening Mr Hajime" you replied back voice now quieter and meaker hoping he wasn't about to fire you on the spot for you incompetence.

"You do know that I had stated for you to fetch us at 2:50 am and it is currently 2:55 am. You are aware of that right?"

"Yes Mr Hajime I am. I apologize for the not being there at the exact time, it's just traffic and the drivers tonight are not at its best" you said trying to make yourself sound more convincing.

You heard Mr Hajime take in deep breath as someone in the background spoke to him.

"Alright then, I expect you to be here soon and next time I would not like this to happen again" Koko said as he placed his finger on the red end call button.

"What she say?" Mikey asked as he leaned against a wall, eyes peering down at the concrete floor as bright colorful light from other clubs illuminated the area that the members of bonten stood at.

"She's on her way"

"A bit of a slacker I see" Ran commented, while Rindou stood still beside his brother waiting upon your arrival.

It wasn't everyday that Bonten were all seen together out in public, it was far to dangerous but tonight was different, tonight was a celebration; Rindou Haitani had been able to infiltrate and capture the password of an organization similar to their own bank information. Why was this to be celebrated, because it allowed Koko to transfer the money into an offshore account draining said organization of all the money they had and all that were to come into their possession.

'Cutting the source of at its roots' that's what Kakucho had said when Rindou wallaced into headquarters only two days prior with a grin plastered onto his face and a USB stick that held all the information they needed.

"Mahn, I hope that driver of yours arrives soon. I'm exhausted" Sanzu said as he pushed the hair from his face away.

A loud screech was heard, catching the attention of all the Bonten members as they starred at the black SUV that had come to a standstill infront of them.

"Speak of the devil" Ran said as he walked over to the vehicle.

Your heart began racing waiting for the moment Kokonoi Hajime would chew you out for being late. This was it you thought first and last day on the job. You closed your eyes as your heard the passenger door open, slightly peaking through your lashes.

'Oh God Koko with his purple mullet is gonna kill me. Wait purple mullet' your thoughts screamed out to yourself.

You opened your eyes to see that Koko was not sitting in your front seat rather some other man, who dressed just as formal as Koko.

You starred at the purple mulleted man and he starred back, a slight smirk appearing on his face that quickly disappeared as the passengers in the backseat began speaking up.

"Miss (L/N) you can drive now, we're all in" the voice of none other than Koko Hajime spoke.

You whipped your head to the back now facing the passengers seats noticing how full the vehicle was as you apologized to Koko for you late coming. Not even realizing how all eyes were now on you examining your face.

You began starting the car again, as you pulled away from where you had once stopped like a maniac.

"Cut the girl some slack" you heard a voice say from the back, causing you to peer in your rear view mirror to see who had made the comment.

"Yeah come on Koko, its her first day. Give the cutie a break" a man with a pink mullet a diamond shaped scars at either side of his mouth said in agreement.

"Right beautiful" the pink haired man said pushing his head in-between your seat and Rindous. You slightly turned to him with a smile, as his eyes devoured your physique.

"Fucking hell, body of a Goddess" the pink haired man shouted out as he fell back against his seat. His words causing your cheeks to burn.

"You're so lucky Rindou, you get to sit right next to her" a slightly upset Kakucho replied out.

"Oh come on Kaku, you wouldn't even know what to do with all this" the man named Rindou who resided in your front seat shouted back behind him to the man who had a scar that ran down his face.

And you would of paid no attention to his comment had he not shot you a wink, and now your tummy felt as if it had butterflies in them.

You drove to the different locations you were instructed to go to by Koko as each member reached their stop, leaving you with a remark.

"Sleep tight sugar tits" Sanzu said as he got out of the car.

Leaving you with only the two men with the purple hair in the car.

"My stop is next" the one with the shorter hair said.

"At the next right princess" Ran instructed.

You drove as he instructed and you were soon at the designated place which he called home.

"Home sweet home. Goodnight princess" Ran said as he shifted out of the SUV, but before he fully turned to walk away he quickly tapped on the passengers side window getting the attention of the guy named Rindou, causing him to click the button which allowed for the window to move down.

"Congratulations on the job Lil bro" he said with the sweetest smile plastered onto his face before walking away, leaving Rindous cheeks to slightly turn red.

Finally you were going to drop the last man off and you'd call it a night.

But as if some deity heard your thoughts of finally finishing off the night it had made the car ride extra long and quiet.

And the silence you hated.

"So urhm I'm guessing his your brother" you said casually, as you were not quite sure of his status in the Bonten business.

"Yeah he is, his my older brother" he said with a stoic tone.

"Are the both of you members of Bonten?"

"Yes, we're executives, just as Koko, Takeomi and Mochizuki"

'SHIT' your thoughts screamed at you. You were addressing an executive as if he was just an ordinary person, you should've known that all those guys that Koko was with was probably important people in Bonten.

"I'm so-sorry Sir for not ad-adressing you correctly" you stuttered out, now nervous at the thought that another executive was talking to you.

"Well I would tell you not to call me Sir but the way it sounds coming from those lips of yours sounds divine"

'Is he flirting with me again, after I just fucked up' you thought as your face hid your thoughts as a smile was given at Rindous comment.

"Oh well, then Thank you Sir"

"Here's my stop angel. Why don't you come up, you must be exhausted from all that driving"

And you would of rejected had he not placed his hand on your thigh gently rubbing circling into it.

"I guess I wouldn't mind" you said unbuclking your belt as both you and Rindou got out of the vehicle.

Rindou lived in one of the most expensive hotels in all of Japan and on the top floor penthouse no less.

"Don't mind the mess" he said as he walked over to the floor to ceiling cupboards grabbing a bottle of champagne and two crystal glasses.

He placed the glasses on the table and popped the bottle open, causing some of the golden liquid to shoot out onto the floor.

"You really didn't have to open that. It must be expensive" you said softly.

"Well if you have nice things it's best to use it if you can, wouldn't you agree"

"Yes but-"

"No buts, I thought you were nice" Rindou said as he handed you a glasses plopping himself down on the couch next to you.

"So what did you brother Congratulate you on?" You asked trying to change the topic.

"A business success you could say against our competitors"

"Oh. So was tonight like you guys celebration?"

"Yes it was" Rindou said as he placed his glass on the wooden oak table.

"Everyone had congratulated me, but you"

"Oh, I'm sorry Sir. Congratulations on your success"

The moment your congratulations left your lips your felt a pair connect with yours.

Your eyes wide open as you felt Rindou move his soft lips against yours eventually you followed his lead as you leaned in mimicking his movements.

You felt the tip of his tongue nudge against your puffy kissed lips and instinctively opened your mouth allowing him to enter your mouth as the two of you collided.

The feeling of his warm wet muscle sliding in and out of your mouth was hypnotic.

Rindou hands were at your waist pulling you closing trying to take as much of you in as he kissed you. His hands began moving lower and lower, till it was at the hem of you black dress.

Bunching it up as his hands moved towards your in thighs.

"Sir wait" you moaned out against his lips.

"Can't wait Angel need to feel this" he said as his hand were now infront of you cloth cunt.

He began massaging over you damp panties as he kissed you feverishly, causing moans to slip out of your mouth.

You could feel the cool metal rings he wore threw your panties as he began circling your clit with his index finger and slightly shoving his ring finger into your cunt threw the fabric.

"You like this?" He asked and he didn't need an answer to know if it was a yes, ad your body practically screamed out for him.

The feeling of his thick finger being shoved into your tight sickened hole was driving you to the edge even if it was still covered by the fabric of your panties.

"Mmm I could eat you up like this forever" he said as he licked your lips.

You grabbed his neck as you began moving your hips back and forth like a madman trying to release yourself onto his hand.

The pressure was building until finally it stopped.

Rindou had pulled away, tongues no loner intertwined and fingers no longer proding at your core.

"That's how you give a congratulations, Angel. Now why don't you show me a proper congratulations in my room"

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[imthebadguyyy]

A/N - based off of this sinful photograph

Suggested listening - Wildside by Normani and Kiss It Better by Rihanna

Wildside

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader (fem!littlemix!reader)

Fandom - F1

Summary - You've been on tour for a while, and you miss your loverboy. But when he surprises you on tour, its bound to get spicy.

Warnings - smut (not well written)

The snap of hips. The soft groans and moans. The sound of pants. The sound of Rihanna's 'Kiss It Better' blaring through the walls. The bed knocking against the wall as Lewis's hands squeezed your hips, the intensity of the thrust pushing the bed against the wall. The high pitched moan that left your mouth as you reached your high, eyes closing as stars exploded behind your eyelids, as your boyfriend came right after you, your walls clenching as he came. Even after reaching your high, you didn't want to open your eyes, far too consumed in the earth shattering pleasure that was coursing through your veins, until a soft hand reached to pull your chin up, soft brown eyes looking into your own, clouded with lust and euphoria.

Pulling your mouth into his in a heated kiss, Lewis moved his hand to rest on your bare stomach, squeezing your tummy softly as he deepened the kiss. Pulling away he let his head droop onto your bare chest. "That was.." he began, far too blissed out to think of an adjective. "Godly" you said, chest rising and falling rapidly, trying to come to terms with the intensity of your orgasm. Laughing he leaned back up to kiss your nose, before standing up and walking to the bathroom. You heard the tap running, and the sound of the dustbin opening and closing. You closed your eyes again, the aftershocks still coursing through your body.

Opening them again slowly, you saw Lewis walk towards you, towel in hand, and a lazy smile on his face. He gently cleaned your thighs, finishing with kisses on both of them. He reached up and wiped your torso, which was gleaming with a thin layer of sweat, before running the towel over your nose, cheeks, eyes and mouth. He dropped the towel in the clothes hamper near the bathroom door, pulling on his boxer shorts and and pulling out one of his t shirts from the cupboard. "What about the clothes on the floor" you piped up, finally beginning to wake up from your post pleasure state. "When did it get so messy?" He said, spotting 5 different clothing items in 5 different corners of the room. "When you decided to run your hand up my dress in a restraunt" you replied, throwing him a fake glare.

"You liked it" was his cocky reply, smirk spreading over his face as you flushed and ran a hand through your hair. "I did not" you lied, watching as he raised his eyebrows. "Oh really ? Thats not what you were saying 5 minutes ago- oh wait, you weren't saying anything at all. You were too busy moaning my name to say anything else-" "OKAY fine I loved it. Now shut up and bring your fine ass back for cuddles"

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That was a month ago. Now you've been away for nearly one and half months, away with the girls on the LM5 tour. You loved touring, it was the best part of being a singer, getting to see the music you girls made together come to life on a stage in front of thousands and thousands of screaming fans. It was a thrill like no other. The only problem was that you were away from home. Distance was never an issue for the two of you, after all, he was a Formula 1 driver. It was very rare that he was home, except during the breaks and the gaps till race weekend, but ever since you two had started dating, he tried to be with you whenever you could. Sometimes, your shows would be in places where the races were too, and then he'd definitely turn up. But it was a difficult thing to do all the time, and some nights on tour were spent pulling all nighters as you talked to each other on the phone, till one of you eventually fell asleep.

But you knew when you started dating him, this wouldn't exactly be a regular relationship. The two of you were doing your dream jobs, and they were both extraordinary. And you were willing to put in the work you had to put in to make the relationship work, and you did. Yet here you were in Madrid, feeling heartbroken and desperately wanting your boyfriend by your side. It had been a rough couple of weeks, you were jet lagged and tired, and although this was the second leg of the tour, and you had had a break, it was tiring. It was hard going to bed every night alone, when all you wanted was to cuddle your boyfriend.

Little did you know, Lewis was feeling the same. In fact he had missed you so much, he had told Angela and his publicist to cancel all events for a week, while he flew out to Madrid to see you. He had missed you, he had missed you more than he could put into words. But he also wanted to surprise you. Pulling out his phone, he scrolled down to Leigh Anne's contact, and sent her a text.

Lewis, Leigh Anne

Hey. Is Y/N asleep ?

Hey! No, she's in an outfit fitting.

Okay that's good. I need your help with something.

Sure how can I help ?

I want to surprise her by coming to see you guys in Madrid.

Oh thats wonderful ! She's been a little down in the dumps. I think she misses you.

I miss her too.

Let me know when, and I'll send a car to pick you up.

I'll be there on Saturday. Landing at 3:15 and I should be at the hotel by 4:30. Then I can get ready and surprise her at the show.

Okay done. I'll send the car around 5:30,so you can rest for a bit. You should be here by 6. The show's at 6:15.

Thank you! Can't wait : )

I'm so happy youre coming to see her ! I'll let the girls know.

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As soon as he had finished texting, Lewis decided to start packing, the prospect of seeing you again sending a buzz of happiness running along his veins. God, he had missed you a lot. He turned to Roscoe, the dog sitting by his feet, looking up at his dad with his head cocked to one side. "I'm going to go see Mumma, Roscoe" he explained, smiling as the doggo barked in response. He wouldn't be able to take him to Madrid, he'd have to leave him with a dog sitter, but he couldn't feel too bad about it, since he had had Roscoe with him even when you were gone. And besides, Roscoe enjoyed the dog creche. He couldn't wait for Saturday.

Later in the evening, he sat down with a glass of wine, while the ringtone of your FaceTime rang through the empty house. After a few more seconds of ringing, the call was picked up, your tired face coming into view. "Hi darling" he said, noticing the tiredness in your eyes, and how much you were struggling to keep them open. "Hi bubs. Did you finish eating?" You asked, rubbing your eyes. "No, I've ordered soup" (did anyone get the reference ;) "Oh okay" was the reply. "What about you? What time is it?" "Its 9:20 AM" you replied, gently rubbing your eyes again, forcing yourself to stay awake.

"9:20? Thats pretty late baby. Why are you still sleepy?" "We were recording till 4 AM, so Im functioning on like 5 hours sleep right now" "Oh damn. Go back to sleep then baby" "Can't, rehearsal" was you reply, making him furrow his eyebrows. "Okay I guess. But don't tire yourself out" "I won't" "I love you" he said, smiling at you. "I love you"

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The Madrid show was always a fun one. The fans were loud and you loved it. They were one of the best crowds you girls ever played for, and the show had its own adrenaline and excitement. But it was difficult to give a 100% when you were tired, but you really tried, you did. During Power, you hit highnotes you didnt think you could, during Woman Like Me you danced like there was no tomorrow. During Wasabi, you brought your sass level up to a 1000. It was during Bounce Back that you caught sight of a very familiar face in the audience. Unable to actually grasp if you had actually seen Lewis, you turned to Jade, who was on your side, and looked back at the crowd and back to her, asking for confirmation.

The smirk she gave you was answer enough. After that, focusing on giving an excellent performance increased tenfold. Every swirl of your hips, every flip of your hair, every wink you threw at the audience, it was all five times sexier. In the crowd, your boyfriend was well aware of what you were doing, and it was fair to say that you were succeeding at it. He could feel an uncomfortable sensation around his pants region, as his cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants. He couldn't wait till the show was over, and you two could have a show of your own.

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"That was amazing darling!" Lewis said, spotting the 5 of you in your dressing room. "Oh look its Mr. Loverboy!" Perrie said, cackling as you rolled your eyes at her, before running up to your lover and jumping into his arms. "Hiya Bub! I missed you!" "I missed you too love. That's why I surprised you. I couldn't stand another day without you at home" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you stable as you jumped into his arms. A chorus of "awws" echoed throughout the room, as the girls watched your cute little interaction. What wasn't cute however was the comment Lewis made in your ear, hiding his face in your ear so that the girls couldn't see. "I can't wait to get back to the hotel. I saw the performance you were putting on for me baby. You have no idea how hard I got, how uncomfortable I was standing in front of so many people when all I really wanted to do was fuck you"

You could feel your mouth become dry, and your heartbeat quicken, and you could feel the area between your thighs become wet. You tightened your grip around him, letting your crotch rub against his very softly. "I think it's time to go" you mumbled against his ear. "Okay girls, as lovely as it was to see you, I think it's time we go back to the hotel. I'm pretty worn out from travelling as well" "Yeah I'm pretty tired too" you replied, faking a large yawn. "Alright then, we'll see you guys tomorrow!" Leigh Anne said, leaning forward to give you a hug. After you finished hugging all the girls, the two of you made your way to the car, eagerly waiting to get back home.

The car ride home was tense. The tension was apparent in the air, reverberating through the air, choking you in a way you revelled in. The air was thick with tension, and it was suffocating you in the best way possible. It was almost too much to take. When the hotel came into sight, you practically leapt out of the car, and rushed to the door, an equally ruffled Lewis beside you. But he was not going to give in to you so easily. He enjoyed seeing you flustered. And he was not a person that gave someone what they wanted when they asked for it,no. He was going to have you desperate for it. Smirking to himself, he made his way to the reception, grabbing you by the waist as he went.

Throwing him a confused look you followed, slightly frustrated. "Hello sir, how can I help you?" the man at the reception asked, eyes going slightly wide as he recognized the two of you. "Hi! I just wanted to ask, till what time is your pool and spa open?" He asked, sliding his hand down to the back of your dress. "The pool closes at 10 pm sir, and the spa at 9 pm. We open the pool at 7 am and the spa at 11pm"he replied, struggling to maintain his professionalism as he spoke to one of the best drivers in Formula 1. "Alright thank you. And what time does breakfast start?" Lewis asked, hand pressing down on your ass, ever so discreetly. "Breakfast is from 6-10 am sir" "Thank you so much"

Next to him, you were fuming. Of course he was going to ask questions to which he already knew the answers to. A painful throb between your legs made you let out a small whimper, and the man at the reception looked at you with concern in his eyes. "Ma'am are you alright?" He asked, eyeing your stiff posture and tense state. "Yes, just tired, thank you" you replied, a little stiffly, but it was hard to concentrate when Lewis's promise of fucking you senseless kept replaying in your mind. "Alright then, good night" Lewis said, biting back a smirk at your flustered state. He knew getting you all riled up would lead to some seriously earth shattering sex, and he couldn't wait. But first, he definitely wanted to tease you, to push you over the edge, just a little more.

Your room was on the 16th floor, and as the two of you made your way into the elevator, he eyed you up and down, eyes lingering on the curve of your breasts. The minute the door shut, he pushed you against the wall, capturing your lips in a steamy kiss you'd be remembering the next day. His hands moved to your ass, squeezing hard, eliciting a moan from your lips. The moment your lips parted, he was pushing his tongue into yours, his other hand coming up to pull on your hair roughly, relishing in the gasp that left your lips. As suddenly as he started, he stopped, pulling back and standing almost nonchalantly against the wall.

Trying to wrap your head around what happened, you gripped the wall with your hand, feeling your legs grow weak to a point where you felt like you couldn't stand on your own. You could feel your wetness dripping, threatening to run down your thighs, as the throbbing became even more painfully exciting. You looked down at the floor, eyes closing as your frustration grew more and more by the second. Finally, with a little 'ding', the elevator stopped at the 16th floor. The moment the door opened you stepped out on wobbly legs, trying your best to walk properly. But of course, that wasn't going to happen. As you turned one long corridor, Lewis suddenly grabbed your waist, pushing you against the wall again, to reach down and suck on your neck. You let out a gasp, and tried to run your crotch against his, but the retaliated with a slap to your ass, smirking when a high pitched moan left your lips. Lifting you up against the wall, he mumbled against your ear "the key card" your clouded mind was unable to process the words, too consumed by slight relief you were getting. "Get the key card baby" he repeated. This time you noted it, reaching down to his pants pocket to pull out the key card. You couldn't resist running your hand over his cock, feeling how rock hard he was. The thought of him fucking you senseless returned, and you let out a groan.

Grabbing the card from your hand, he opened the door, propping you up against the door in your bedroom. His eyes were filled with a raw, animal desire, as he dropped the card on the floor and reached up to unzip your dress. He ripped the zipper down, your dress falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. He locked his eyes on your heaving chest, hand reaching up to grab your chin, pulling you in for a searing kiss. His hand slid up your torso, reaching behind to unhook the red lacy bra you were wearing, letting it drop to the floor as he took in the glorious sight in front of him. You waited, wanting him to just touch you, but he just stared, eyes looking into yours, clearly saying "beg for it"

You couldn't help the soft "please" that left your lips, too desperate for some sort of touch. "Please what?' Lewis said, tightening his grip on your waist. "Please" was all you could say again, nearly whimpering again at the rough look in his eyes. "Use your words baby. Now, please what?" "Please just touch me!" You finally gasped out, moaning loudly when he licked a stripe down your chest before taking your right tit into his mouth. His hand fondled the left one, running his thumb over your erect nipple, the rough pad of his thumb sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. His mouth sucked on the skin of your tit, before moving down to bite down on your nipple. You gasped again, pain and pleasure coursing through your body as his tongue ran over your nipple over and over till it nearly felt raw. He switched his actions, moving his mouth to your left tit instead, letting his hand harshly fondle the other. He continued the same process of biting, licking and sucking, till he was satisfied with himself. "I fucking love this baby. Seeing you all wet and needy for me. So what do you want? My mouth? My fingers? My cock? Or does my baby want them all ?" He asked, watching as your pupils dilated and you let out a strangled moan.

You let your crotch rub against his thigh, gasping when the friction went straight to your core. "Look at you darling. I asked you what you what you wanted, and you picked my thighs? Well, I want to see you dripping. I want to see you cum on my fingers, my mouth, my thighs and especially on my cock. I'm going to make you cum over and over and over again till you can't even stand on your own fucking legs. I want your thighs to be shaking around my head. I want to see you moan and groan and scream my name so loud, by tomorrow everyone in this hotel will know my name, because you'll spend all night screaming it" you moaned again, his words going straight to your core."Please Lewis, God, just make me cum please!" The desperation of your cry was enough for him to carry you to the bed, dropping your body onto the soft mattress.

He pulled of shirt, unbuttoning every button so you could see him do it. He could see your eyes grow dark, as his compass tattoo came into sight. You had told him it was one of your favourites, and he had used it against you ever since you had told him that. Smirking at you, he climbed onto the bed, lying down between your legs. You pushed yourself up against the headboard, spreading your legs wide for him. His eyes grew dark, as your core came into his view, shimmering with your juices. A near animalistic growl left his mouth, the sound hitting your core. He moved so that he was situated right in front of your core. He let his eyes take in the sight of you in front of him, snapping back to reality when you let out a groan of frustration. Throwing you a devilishly reassuring smile, he inched neared and nearer, till his nose was nearly touching your clit. Then he just lay there. Not moving. You could feel your heartbeat hammering against your chest, chest heaving up and down, an alarming intense feeling growing in your tummy. Finally, when it became too much you let out a small scream of frustration "Oh for fucks sake Lewis please just fuck me!" Your outburst brought a smile to his face. "Oh I will. Just not yet" and with that, he ran a finger along your slit, before finally slipping it into you. You let out a moan, finally getting the friction you had been desperate for. His fingers circled your clit, thumb gently pressing down, before he removed it,only to slam it back down on your sensitive clit, earning a scream of pleasure from you.

He slipped a second finger into you, scissoring around your clit, as your desperate cries of "oh, oh baby! Fuck, fuck lewis-" were lost in the heat of the moment. He leaned his head down to your core, letting his tongue run along your slit too, before licking around it, collecting your wetness on his tongue, before letting it harshly circle your clit. You bucked up into his mouth, feeling his tongue wrap around your clit. He sucked the nub harshly, his fingers still moving in and out of you. "Oh God, Oh GOD, Lew-I- oh! Oh God!" Your broken moans were music to his ears as he sucked your clit into his mouth. You could feel a strange intensity growing in your stomach, feeling a lot stronger than your usual orgasm. The band in your tummy was threatening to snap, but you needed that something more to help it snap. That something more came when Lewis sucked your clit into his mouth, letting it rest in between his teeth, before flicking it with his tongue.

With a cry of "Oh fucking hell, Lew-" you camr gushing into his mouth, your juices coating his fingers and gushing onto his tongue, as he let you ride out your orgasm on his deadly skilled tongue. Well, he had got his wish. Your thighs were shaking around his head, as your body tried to come to terms with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body. Looking down, you saw him with his painfully hard cock, grinding down on the sheet, as he let out a moan at the relief the bedsheets gave him. Raising an eyebrow, you patted your thigh, signaling him to come over to you. "You loved on me so well bubs. But I can see how hard you are. Do you want to use me to get off?" You asked, watching the effect you had on him. All he could do was nod, as you sat up on your knees. "Stand up" you ordered, getting up from the bed as well.

You walked over to the wall, letting your body rest against it. Somewhat confused, Lewis followed you, standing in the space between your legs. "I tried to get off using your thighs didn't I? I think you'll enjoy it as much as I did. So use me. Use my thigh. Get off" looking at you in pure shock, your boyfriend moved forward, groaning when you pushed your leg against his throbbing cock. He relished in the friction, slowly beginning to move against your leg, moaning when he began to rub against your leg. He began to hump your leg faster, as the pleasure began to build up in his body, before you reached your hand down to cup his length in your hands, moaning when you realized your fingers didn't quite meet. You ran your fingers along his length. You pumped him, letting your thumb circle his sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whine from him. You circled faster, moving down to your knees, and letting your tongue run up his shaft very softly. Above you, Lewis slammed his hands against the wall, groaning when you took him into your mouth.

But a part of him still wanted to cum inside when he was fucking you (in a condom, because wrap it before you tap it) so he pulled you back up, smirking when you whined. "I know baby, but I just really wanna fuck you now. Back on the bed please, unless you want me to take you here against this wall" practically running, you clambered onto the bed. You watched as Lewis pulled out a condom, ripping the packet open before climbing back on top of you. He let his hand rest on your hip, eyes temporarily losing some of the animalistic need that had been present in them. Leaning down, he connected your lips together in a kiss, a searing, intense kiss that took your breath away. "Ready love?" He asked, looking into your eyes, looking to see if there was even a slight hint that you didn't want this. But you did.

With a sudden jolt, he thrust himself into you, groaning when your warm walls clamped down on him. His hips thrust into you, starting off slow, letting you adjust to his massive length. "My sweet baby,taking me so well. Does it feel good?" You couldn't even respond, mouth agape, as his the pace of his thrusts increased. "Answer me" he said, suddenly stopping. Almost crying out at the loss of pleasure, you looked at him with desperation. "Yes yes, fuck it feels so good, please don't stop!" "Thats all you had to say baby" he said, before pushing in again, slowly. Then, he pulled back out. Looking at him in confusion, you gasped when he slammed back into you, a high pitched moan of "Lewis!" leaving your lips. He moved so that he had a better hold of your hips, rocking the both of you back and forth, the intensity of his thrusts was so much that the bed knocked back against the wall. What he wasn't expecting was for you to take his left thumb up to your mouth, running your tongue over it before sucking on it.

Moaning, he started thrusting into you even harder, shifting so that he was directly hitting your g spot. "Oh, God ! Oh fuck, Baby that feels so good please keep going keep-oh!" The cry that left your lips was so loud, you were sure Perrie in the room next to yours had heard you. "Fuck baby, you take me so well" Lewis said, as he nearly hammered your g spot. He was so, so damn close to cumming, and when you leant up and bit a sensitive spot on his neck, he came, gushing into the guard between you two, but he wanted you to cum to, so he reached down to pinch and rub your clit, still riding out his orgasm in you, moaning when you came with a scream. He winced when your core spasmed on his sensitive cock, and he pulled out slowly, before collapsing next to you. Panting, you curled up to him, letting your hand rest on his compass tattoo. "Okay that was Godlike" you said, earning a tired laugh from your lover.

"Yeah it really was. I missed you" he said, allowing you to nuzzle into his neck, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. "I missed you too" you replied, kissing the tattoo. "I love you too" As you lay there together, still revelling in the moment, your phone buzzed. Reaching over to check it, you saw your groupchat with the girls flooding with messages.

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Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Y/N, I'm filing a noise complaint. 🍆

Jade ✨ - Pez 😂 let them be. It's been a while for her.

Leigh 🦋- She really got some tonight huh? 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️- LOL she did !! And it was obviously some goooood 'some' *wink wink*

Jade ✨- I could hear em too, and Im on the other end of the hall.

Leigh 🦋 - I know I did too! Must be some damn good sex. 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Go Y/N !!

Jade ✨ - Can't wait till she reads this.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Are they still going?!

Leigh 🦋 - No 😂 she's reading the messages. Y/N!! Yoohoo!

You - yes I'm here 🖕🏽

Jade ✨ - Did you have fun babe 😏

You - ..... yes

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - babe you can't really say no because we heard you

You- Im not saying I didn't have fun. But you guys need to calm down.

Leigh 🦋 - But its funnn

You - okay byeeee ❤

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Going for a round 2 😏?

You - okay I said bye.

Leigh 🦋 - she is !!

Jade ✨ - Go babe !

You - I need to leave this group.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - No we love you !! ❤

Leigh 🦋 - Yeah don't leave us ❤

Jade ✨- Don't leave meee ! ❤

You - Haha I'd never leave you girls ❤ now bye.

Jade ✨ - bye babe !

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - bye you sexy minx 😏

Leigh - bye hun 💙

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Smiling to yourself, you put your phone away, to see Lewis looking at you with a raised eyebrow. "Who was it?" "Just the girls" you said, cuddling back up to him. "What did they say?" Giggling, you looked up to him and kissed his neck. "They said they're going to file a noise complaint. And they asked me if we were going for a round two" "Were we really that loud?" He asked, looking at you in surprise. "Yeah, even Leigh heard us and she's at the end of the hall!" "Damn" Lewis said laughing. "Well," he said, looking at you again, with a cheeky look in his eye, "they were right about one thing" "And what is that?" You asked, smiling at him mischievously. "We are going for a round two"

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[levisgirll]

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

text: hello everyone! first off wanna thank each and every one of you that liked and enjoyed my writings <3 this honestly makes me happy and I’m glad to know that! so I decided to write this out for everyone as I had many ideas about this cute idea! you, y/n is levi ackerman’s first lover! it was stated by hajime isayama (author/illustrator of attack on titan) in a interview that levi has never been in a romantic relationship, but that all changes when he met y/n. It was also stated that when it does come to romance and love, isayama said that he expresses levi as awkwardly/clumsily when it comes to his lover. So find out some cute headcanons about him in his first relationship with Y/N!

synopsis: how’s it like for levi ackerman to be y/n’s boyfriend? and not only that but it’s also levi’s first partner ever, and including you! But you both don’t know that :,) so, what are the things you both would do as newbies in a relationship? (incoming real cute fluff- and levi trying his best to be your best boyfriend.)

fluff, headcanon, aot world ♡ —

To start off, you guys are both confused. Not sure what to do. Levi Ackerman’s first relationship and his first time having a partner actually makes him feel quite nervous as he wants to make sure he comes out as an ideal boyfriend for Y/N. Would definitely also start to overthink a lot at his start of his new relationship.

That’s cause, he wants to show you he is cool and got things under control and also even stronger towards you, he tries his best.

BUT, he doesn't know that it’s also y/n’s first relationship! and when they joined the Levi squad after Eren was taken in by the survey corps. Levi caught their eyes, and their causal interactions, talks and bond started to grow and slowly developing feelings.

Eren would definitely figure out that you had a crush on Levi and he would say in a shocked tone “Seriously...out of all the men. It’s the scary captain you like!”

After you guys got together, he started at first to show you some of his affections which is ruffling your hair, and he would do that whenever he catches you looking down or not smiling. He wants the best for you, and to smile instead. He wants to see that on your face cause it was one of the many things he loved about you. You lowkey liked that everytime he would ruffle your hair and you could feel his soft and gentle fingers on the top of your head, so lovely it makes your heart race.

He would let you call him Levi at first and he would kinda get upset sometimes when you say captain.

Whenever you go outside the walls, he knows you will be on the other side sometimes and not in his zone and that makes him worry like shit. He cant even focus on his mission and would think “Y/N, please dont die. Please.” Begging that you would be safe. When everyone regroups, he would look for you and and in a split second he recognizes you from afar and that makes his whole tense body relax. “Fuck. What took you long?” he would say that and go up to you, “I went to get some water for my horse, are you alright Levi?” He just stood there, studying your eyes which would make you blush and you guys....end up giving butterfly kisses to each other! and that now become your thing. And guess what, he REALLY likes them, it ironically gives him butterflies in his stomach too.

Once you guys part away, he would touch his eyelashes softly just to feel your touch again and sense that are you still by his side. alive. (please give him more hugs)

Whenever you get a cut, even the smallest ones, he would always say and bring his hand out towards you “Come here”. “Levi, dont worry its a small cut!” You shyly say, “I see the injury, so come here.” and he would proceed to treat you so carefully and his full focus and attention while treating you makes your mind race like crazy. His sharp grey eyes on your knee and his finger tips would be cold when he touches your skin and that would make you shiver but you felt his love. And it made you love him again and again.

He would take any opportunity to treat your smallest injuries just as his ‘excuse’ to be really near you. And when he is done, he would look up and glance at your eyes and you guys just sit there looking at each other so loveling. He wants to try kissing you so bad and you can tell by the look of his eyes on how he focus on your pupils as it dilates, and he gets lost in your beautiful eyes. You both were about to kiss until someone calls out your name and that broke your focus and jolted up so quickly, blushing like crazy. He gets also lowkey embarrassed, and both of you get up. “O-Okay, I have to go....thanks Levi.” and he would nod with a slight blush.

Whenever he sees you carrying stuff as he would pass by, he always offers to carry it for you but still takes it away from you either way. 

He notice he is such a gentleman towards you especially and he is actually a loyal and a great man for you (too great).

He knows he stutters a lot whenever he tries to talk to you, so he doesn't trust himself to talk much to you cause he always fucks up, so he would rather listen.  When you guys meet up and talk about your day, Levi ends up being such a good listener and he loves hearing what you always had to say. “Go on, tell me more.”

Later in the relationship, he starts to feel less nervous after having many talks with you during late nights in his office and he open up to you. About his past, his life in the underground and then you later realized he is quite talkative. Would  definitely bitch about you with others and he does that on purpose cause he wants to see you laugh about it, and when you do he feels so great, you boost his ego. 

Once he was with the other soliders to train them combat style training, and he did such an impressive move that you saw from a distance. You would later go up to him and he noticed you, "Wow you're awesome when you did that move!" you would say with such an amazed expression and that actually makes him happy inside but then said “...and when I don't?" This man is always concerned, and he kinda lowkey wants you to complement him more?? Becomes needy about it.

Mentioning that, you guys slowly started to use pet names for each other. He really takes pride to it and feels so lucky to have someone to call him that and not anyone but you saying it to him meant the world for him. but, once you did not say love just once, and he actually went back to his office and really though about it for the rest of the day. He becomes really quiet in the evening and you can’t figure out what it is. So you asked. “Love what’s wrong?”. And there, he started to talk a lot more now. He realized then he can act like a kid sometimes but you found it so cute.

He also memorized and remembers your knocks and footsteps and just calls you in before even addressing anything. He was secretly waiting for you to come and he got the tea ready, and of course the table clean and even the chair extra clean cause he doesn't want any dirt on you. And of course, you are his lover so he wants the best for you.

You and Levi planned to go out to the city to buy some stuff, but he wanted to surprise you and take you to wall sina instead to this small shop to buy you an accessory that you liked. But that failed since it started to rain, “Great, shitty fucking weather.” 

Always touches your cheek tenderly and ask what is wrong when he sees you down. “Love, tell me.” He would keep looking at you and you would suddenly forget what made you upset and start to get timid . “Come on...stop you are making me shy..”. He just loves looking at you especially your eyes. “Y/N”. Suddenly he got all serious, and he gently grabbed your both of your shoulders. “I really…l-like you…” he tried to say all clumsily while leaning close to your face, but you know he is trying his best to show you his affection and love.

Whenever he gives you his back and you would see his neat and clean undercut, you would leave small kisses on it. That’s when you found out thats his soft and sensitive spot and he blushes like crazy, not expecting it but doesn't say anything. Once he was in his office alone, he would cover his face with his left hand and start to nervously say ‘Fuck...why is Y/N so damn cute, I’m gonna lose it.’

Levi loves to tease you sometimes, when they tell Levi to cut it out, but he would turn around and give you a small smirk and...chuckle a bit? You would think, wait actually nevermind let him continue.

Anything, literally anything you ask Levi to do or bring something, he is already up and willing to get it for you. “Hey love, could I please-”. “Here.” He knew what you wanted, a snack, so he just open his drawer and gave you your favorite pack of biscuits. “Have it all.” It was one of his ways to show affection and would actually feel good once you thanked him. Watch him giving you more next time.

Keeps. every. single thing. you give your man. He even has a separate drawer for you and he cherish the things you give him. You are the only one who does that to him and he loved that you were the one.

Outside, in the training area, when no one was looking he would push some of your hair that was hanging on your side behind your one of your ear. And you both would exchange glances, a look which both needed the other and the love was real.

Surprise, but he loves it when you kiss his Adam’s apple and would close his eyes while hugging you tightly.

You are the only one he trusts to have his keys to his office and once when Levi entered his office, he saw y/n laying on the coach, sleeping so quietly it warmed his heart. “Y/N waited for me this whole time?”. He would sit beside y/n and cover them with his jacket. He secretly then takes your hand and kisses it.

Overall, Levi has finally found the one, which is you, y/n. And this man would risk his life just for you. He would love his partner so deeply and wants to always be by your side and make sure that as long as you both had each other, things will be okay, and once everything is over he already thought that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. 

well this was longer than I expected!! I really do hope you all enjoy this and somehow you felt some love and fluff from Levi c: please do leave a like or a reblog if you liked it! 

[ff-imagines]

Can i request some nsfw headcanons for mantis shrimp? I read through your blog and let me just say: I'm a big fan. Btw if you dont wanna do them thats fine as well

Salt and pepper shrimp: nsfw alphabet

I did the whole alphabet bc? Why not! Side note I rly wanna write a fic going off my thoughts ab his experience level >:)

A - aftercare

Look, getting him to release you from his hold to go to the bathroom on a regular night is a battle enough. After sex? Phew I wish you luck. Might wanna just put some water on your night stand beforehand. You would be able to convince him to take a bath with you pretty easily though, he likes how the warm water feels very much. Make sure to cuddle him in the bath still, he's in a very vulnerable state right now and he really needs some good old tlc.

B- body parts

he’s got a weird fixation with your hands. He likes to compare hand sizes, whether your hands are bigger or smaller isn’t what he likes, he just likes to admire them. He loves sucking/biting your fingers while he’s got you in his lap. Lacing your fingers with his with one hand while bringing the other to his cheek, nuzzling into your hand while he bounces you on his cock.

On himself, there is tragically little that he genuinely likes. He views himself as a weapon, getting him to unlearn that will not be an easy process, trust me, Boston has tried. Complimenting his eyes does seem to make him a little more flustered than other praises, and he has a hard time staring you in the eye during sex…. maybe we can start there.

C - cum

His cum is pretty thin but there’s a shit ton of it. Enough that if he cums inside you swear you can feel the warmth as his cock pours rope and rope of his seed into you.

He doesn’t actually care where he cums, just ask him and he’ll comply.

inside you? sounds good.

On your back? Say less.

On the floor? You’re cleaning it, but sure.

He did discover he’s got an affinity for watching his cum on your tongue. I don’t know how you’d be able to swallow it all, but any attempt you make will be met with shrimp getting hard all over again.

D - dirty secret

He secretly thinks it’d be really hot for you to dom him. It’s gonna take a very long time before he’s comfortable letting you have that Linda control over him, just the thought of being tied up, hands behind his back while you praise him for being such a good boy, its a fantasy he’s visited on many sleepless nights.

E - experience

Nope. Nada. To be frank, I think he’s the definition of Demisexual, and he has yet to meet anyone besides Boston and the anti-human gang who he genuinely wants to get to know better. He definitely hasn’t met anyone who wants to get to know better for romantic reasons.

He doesn’t know enough about human customs to know that it can be embarrassing for someone to be inexperienced, but he does feel very very nervous the first few times. He’ll need a lot of reassurance, give him praise and he’s putty in your hands.

F - favorite position

I'm gonna be boring and say missionary. It’s simple, easy, and since he’s brand new to all of this it’s the least mentally overstimulating. He very much likes that he can see your face.

If he’s feeling extra spicy he might grab onto the inside of your knees and push you into the mating press, though he really only does this if he’s upset or jealous.

If you ask nicely he might let you sit in his lap, as a treat. Bouncing on his cock as he litters your chest with bite marks, what a treat it is <3

G - goofy

…. yea for sure definitely. He’s a real jokester.

On a serious note, he himself is not a goofy person whatsoever, but he would actually like it if you were. Outright making fun of him or harsh teasing is an immediate turn off, but light jokes to ease his nerves is for sure welcomed since he’s very tense the first few times.

Give him time and you might even catch him cracking a small joke himself, all the while giving you a weak, nervous smile.

H- hair

He doesn’t trim or shave anything lmao. He’s busy, and also doesn’t care literally at all. He’s got a thin happy trail that can be easy to miss since he's blonde.

He’s got the same energy with your body hair, he doesn’t care. If you do shave he might ask why, just out of curiosity. If your reason is insecurity, he’ll probably suggest you let it grow, he doesn’t care and he’s the only one who’ll ever see it lmao

I- intimacy

It’s an awkward “i hope to fuck I’m doing this right” kind of intimacy. He fumbles and messes up a lot, he might even accidentally miss when thrusting and end up just kinda rubbing himself on you but he’s really trying. Just from the fact he’s willing to try this at all with you is a big sign that he’s really trying his best to be as intimate as he can with you.

J- jerk off

Before meeting you, not a lot actually. He mostly just did it if he ever woke up from a wet dream and knew that if he didn’t take care of it now he’d never be able to get back to sleep.

After your first time together, his first time, he thinks back the immeasurable pleasure a lot, finding himself in need of relief a lot more than he ever did before. You are the catalyst to his drive, and you are also the only thing he can think about that can help him cum. It’s kinda sweet in a perverted way.

K- Kinks

He will bite you. It’s just so easy to bruise you and it makes your relationship status to others so obvious, he can’t just… not bite you.

Marking, going along with the biting kink. This goes both ways, he’d love for you to scratch at his back enough to leave red marks, to bite as his collarbone, grip his hips tight enough to bruise. He likes looking at the marks later, they remind him that he did good, he made you feel good, that’s all he really wants.

He doesn’t exactly have a breeding kink as much as this goes along with the marking aspect. Suggest to him that he cum deep inside you to mark your insides… he might give you 2-3 loads just to make sure you're nice and full, completely claimed.

He also kinda likes to make you cry. Overstimulating you to the point of tears gives him a sense of pride he hasn’t really felt before.

He really likes temperature play as well, dragging ice cubes and hot wax across your skin and watching you flinch and squirm just does something to him.

And of course, light bondage. He probably found out it was a thing after reading some kinda erotic fiction and immediately went to you like “why did you not tell me about this?????” He adores how to look all tied up and stuck, right in the palm of his hands. It makes him feel emotional as well, that you’re willing to give him such a powerful amount of control over you.

Last but not least, please praise him. During sex as well as day to day. Let him know he’s so pretty, he’s doing so good, he’s cock feels so so good, he might cum on the spot.

L- location

The first time he’d really need it to be in a secluded, safe area. He’s gotta feel comfy if he’s gonna get into the mood.

Every other time? Babes you’ve awakened a beast, he’ll get random spikes of “if I don’t at least try to fuck them I will scream”. You could be in the middle of a forest running from an axe wielding murderer and this horny bastard would still find a way to pull you aside and rail you against a tree.

There most likely isn’t a spot in your home that he hasn’t fucked you against.

Peaceful moment of washing dishes? Think again, he’s plopping you on the kitchen counter and diving to mouth at your neck.

Writing some papers? Just sit on his lap, you’ll feel much less stressed with his cock buried to the hilt, won’t you?

Doing laundry? Might have to rewash them cause now he’s using the clothes as a bed to fuck you on. He’ll apologize and help you fold them after they’re rewashed bc he feels bad lmao

M- motivation

Like I said, he’s set off by the smallest things. A little stretch, wiping some water off on your pants, humming a song, all of it can randomly make him feel the need to fuck you.

The most intense and quickest way to rile him up is either playing with his hair, or massaging his back. It starts out innocent but he just can’t take the thought of your pretty hands working so lovingly and not at least trying to reciprocate and make you feel good too.

N- no

No sharing. He doesn’t want someone else to see you, and he doesn’t want someone else to see him. It’s just not something he likes.

He also hates humiliation. He… would tolerate it if you asked for it, even if he doesn’t get why you’d want him to outright insult you. But for himself? Fuck no, he hates it so fuckin much. He’s a sensitive insecure puppy that wants your attention very badly, pls don’t hurt him like that :(

O- oral

Oh please give him oral. He’s begging. Well, he’d never outright beg but the way his eyes fixate on your mouth a lot is his way of silently pleading for you to wrap your lips around his cock. His soul ascends a little every time he sees his cum dribbling down your face, he might be even willing to make out with his cum still on your tongue.

As for giving, he’s got no clue what the hell he’s doing but he’s nervously eager to try. Guide him as best you can, he’s good at measuring your reactions so he can handle the rest. Tug on his hair a little bit if you wanna drive him crazy.

He’ll get a lot better with time, his eagerness to please however, does not leave him in the slightest.

P- pace

The first time? Slow and unsure, then he realizes “oh fuck this feels stupid good” and his pace becomes almost punishing. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing, he’s unknowingly going deeper and harder than you've ever been dicked down in your life. If you want him to, somehow, go harder? Grab his hand and place it over your stomach to make him feel his cock enter you through your skin, his hand slides down to grip your hips and slams into you, wiggling his hips without withdrawing to gain some of his sanity back before he’s back to a punishing pace.

Q- quickies

Oh hell yea. He lives for them. Sudden moments of horniness come to him all the time and since this spike in desire is brand new, he hasn’t really… learned to live with it yet. He pulls you aside into closets and alleyways all the time, he can’t help that you feel so warm and snug :(

R- risk

He doesn’t exactly enjoy the thought of a voyeur, he really doesn’t want to share you with anyone. But… there is a deeper part of him that finds a sense of pride if someone were to hear you getting absolutely pounded by him, desperately crying out and whining for him to go deeper, even better if they were someone who pined for you….

S- stamina

Well, to be frank he cums pretty quickly. It’s all so brand new to him, he really can’t help it. Lucky for you, his refractory time is crazy low. He can cum once, watch you do some mindless motion you always do and he’s right back to being hard again in minutes.

T- toys

Not against it, but is again, brand new to all this shit. He’s very interested in using your own toys against you though. Would definetly use a vibrater to edge and overstim you. He’d be interested in a cock ring, only if you were willing to endure a vibrator while he fucks you, he doesn’t wanna be the only one struggling lmao

U- unfair

He can be, yea. He kinda likes edging you, but not as much as he likes overstimulating you.

He loves to hear how you beg under him when he’s pulling you so close to the edge, keeping you just far enough to drive you insane.

Overstimming though? The way you twitch and beg, how your chest heaves and your mouth hangs open into a silent scream, eyes shut tight and watering, now that’s the good shit.

V- volume

Doesn’t talk much, but for sure gives out a lot of groans. This is something he’s never felt before in his life, the first few times you're going to get a lot of whines and surprised yelps, check up on him and make sure he’s still doing alright, he’s just very nervous.

As he gets more comfortable, he gives you quiet praises and promises to make you feel good. He also groans quite a lot, but since his voice is deeper it can be hard to catch.

W- wild card

He really wants to try using his prosthetic arm for temperature play, he’s just not at all confident in himself enough to bring it up. He likes the thought of you jumping and squirming under his touch, for now he can just stick to wax play.

X- X Ray

Mans is actually pretty fuckin big. He’s got no idea how big he is though. If you were surprised and a little nervous about his size he’d be pretty confused, is there something wrong? Did you change your mind? The concept of him being well above average is something you’ll have to explain later. It boosts his ego quite bit, even if he’d never admit it.

Whine about him being too big and you can just see the pride swelling in his chest, giving you no mercy with his thrusts.

Y- yearning

Often. Very very often. He’d fuck you multiple times every day if he had the time. However, you’re both busy, and you’d probably get a UTI with how many times this man wants to dick you down lmao. He’s got his cock buried in you at least 4-5 times a week.

Z- zzz

Actually pretty quickly. Even if he prefers being in control during sex, he kinda likes being the little spoon as he drifts to sleep. Give him some soft praises about how well he did and he’s turning into jello in your hold.