#UGHH .... I GOT TEARS IN MY EYES .... THIS WAS SUCH A SWEET ASK

[stuckyslut8]

I'm so very tamed now .part 2

Part 1. Masterlist.

A/N : don't know what took me so long to make a part 2 ( just life I guess)but her you go lovelies, sorry for the delay.

Pairing: mafia stucky x spy reader.(poly)

Summary: Bucky finally gets the information our of you, but you both manage piss steve off even more, so you have to deal with the consequences .

Warnning :poly stucky dom steve, bratty Bucky, sub reader , self proclaimed brat tamer Bucky,edging, spanking, angy steve ����, a few tears. No beta reader. 18+ under the cut. Minors dni.

Bucky has you all spread out on his bed, hands cuffed to the bed, completely naked , completely at his mercy.

"are you gonna do something barnes or are you just gonna stare at me all day " you ask him mockingly.

"oh you'll see sweets." He says with a wicked grin, as he pulls out your favourite vibrator and before he pushes it into you , turning it up to the highest setting.

"ughh Bucky." You moan not being able to control your pleasure.

"see pretty girl, I don't have much time , steve is already annoyed so you better tell me everything." He asks as he tries not to palm himself at the sight of your but he couldn't resist he takee out his already hard cock and starts jerking off in front of you, adding to your pleasure.

"or -ughh - or what barnes?" You manage to say in between moans.

"or I'm gonna keep making ya cum until you can't." Your eyes widen at that.

"you see last time I edged ya ,it didn't turn out well so now I'm gonna make try something different." You came instantly as he said that.

"see that's my good girlz we'll see how long you can keep going before giving in." He said as hmm.

Five orgasms later , you still wouldn't budge.

"see I'm almost getting bored ,just spit it out already, the vibrator's battery is gonna die"

"that's all you got?" You challenged him

"fine , I'll do this my way." Bucky said as he pulled the vibrator away from you, looking at your wet pussy.

"see my poor pussy can't take it , she's exhausted.." he cooed as he collected some of your cum with his fingers and sucked them.

"don't tell me what I can take barnes."

"if you insist sweets." Bucky suddenly fills you up with his cock and starts pounding into you, lifting your legs and throwing them over his shoulders. You both moan, and grunt.

"now you better tell me sweets , who do you work for?" He asks as he fucks you into oblivion.

"ughh Bucky ... I'm gonna ." You said as you reached your high.

"me too angel, me too, now why don't you tell me ,so we can both come together ." You were about to give in Bucky knew, you just needed a little push.

"you know steve is gonna be very mad at me, if I don't get the information Outta you after all this trouble...so please tell me sweets,I swear I'll stay right by you whatever it is."

"fine fine...i ughh work for stark, stark sent me " you finally spit out the truth.

Just then steve came barging in the door, " steve i found the information, she works for..." Bucky was about to say .

"stark i know" steve finished his sentence" i just met him. " Not impressed by Bucky.

"well I just got the information Outta her, see i told you my tactics never fail." Steve rolled his eyes at Bucky's answers, although he was certainly aroused by the scene in front of him,you begging Bucky to let you cum.

"well of course I'll let you cum sweets, daddy is having a conversation right now wait a minute" the brunette man told you.

"stop being such a whore buck" steve yelled at him.

"you know you damn well love it steve, infact i know you're enjoying our doll begging to cum right now" while you were still whimpering begging Bucky to cum.

Steve was definitely aroused by the sight in front of him but tried to keep his composure.

"shut up Bucky, she's being a brat and you're only defending her." Steve said.

"she is brat and I'm not defending her , I'm punishing her can't you see?" Bucky asks

"damn well you are, look at her not one ounce of regret in her face,you're not making her relaise anything,you're just giving in to her bratiness."

"daddy please lemme cum" you beg him with doe eyes, Bucky is still in you , you try to fuck yourself on him, lifting your hips. "Just a minute sweets" Bucky says.

"no get off of her" steve says angrily.

"what the hell steve" but steve pushes Bucky aside before he could finish his sentence.

"I'm gonna show her what real punishment is and make her realise what she has really done to us, how much she's hurt us, so stop coddling her and move buck" steve says as he takes off his clothes.

"stevie.." i whimper as Bucky's thick cock is removed from your heat.

"shh shut up you brat ,you only call me sir from now, understood?" Steve said giving a hard spank to your dripping pussy making me moan.

"yes sir" steve flips you onto your stomach, you were waiting nervously as to what he was gonna do.

"now I'm gonna spank you properly you brat and you're gonna take it like a good slut and thank me alright " he says

"yes sir." All while Bucky watched the scene unfold in front of him, he knew you were in big trouble now but he enjoyed it at the same time.

"good girl do what daddy steve says " Bucky said .

Steve gave his first spank it was real, unlike the playful ones Bucky gave you, it stung almost leaving an impression.

"thank you sir." I say. *He spanks again.

"thank you sir"

*spank

*th thank you sir."

After 10 spanks , Steve stops leaving your bottom so red and your pussy dripping.

"you did so good doll taking your punishment like a good girl" Bucky said patting your head.

"thanks daddy" you manage to whimper.

"your punishment is not over yet brat." Steve says with a stern look.

"but.."

"no buts get on your knees .."

You do as he says, steve roughly grabs your hips and thrusts his hard cock in you, making you moan. "Ahh daddy.." steve pulled out immediately,and spanked you again." What do I tell you to calle me you brat.."

"sir?"

"yes and you'll only call me sir from now, no stevie, no daddy understood?" He said slapping my ass again.

"yes sir"

Bucky thought he was being a little too harsh on you. "Oh come on steve she just called you daddy she -" Bucky started to reason .

"you shut up punk or youre gonna be punished next." Steve said and went to sinking his cock back into your dripping cunt in one swift motion.

"ohh yess sir please-" you moaned

"please what you little slut?" Steve asked pounding into you ,making the bed shake, Bucky was happily jerking off to it at this point, knowing trying to defend you was pointless and that would only get you into more trouble, plus he knew steve would never hurt you,no matter how mad he was , he was only doing this because he was deeply hurt by your betrayal.

"please sir, fuck me, please don't stop." You pleaded .

"and why would I listen to you?" The blonde said.

"because...because..."

"because what ?" He said slamming his hips into you.

"because I love you and ...Bucky i uh-" tears we're streaming down your face at this point, both from the pleasure and the guilt of the whole situation,you knew you hurt steve and pushed him to this point.

Steve laughed mockingly. "Really you love- you love us? Don't lie you little slut" steve was about to cum but he contained himself not giving you the satisfaction.

"I'm not lying...i really, really love you both. I'm sorry about everything." A million things were going on Steve's mind.

Just then Steve's phone rang, he picked it up from the night stand while still in you.

"hmm alright I'll be there-" he spoke into the phone. He pulled out of you, leaving you whimpering.

"what happened baby?" Bucky asked , knowing something was wrong.

"nothing it's uh- take her to the safehouse right now, I'll go take care of some things."

Bucky knew better than to argue with steve at times like these so he only nodded.

Steve left the room, Bucky gently cleaned you up, while you were still getting out of the haze. "Pack your things baby." He said as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"what's going on?" You finally decide to ask

"stevie's orders ,don't ask any questions for a while." He said .

And you complied, going on to pack some of your stuff ,but you had a pretty good idea of what's going on, you took your pistol from the hidden cabinet in your bathroom just in case .

[neverchecking]

I know we’re all thinking about if the kids happen AFTER the chain, but what if like one of the links had a s/o before the chain. And like they found out they were around 2 months pregnant after link joined the chain. Then like 5-6 months later they’re teleported through a portal to like around the chain. All the links are like “wtf who is his pregnant person” and theyre just bawling and like “link where the actual fuck have you been. This has been so hard alone”

We’ll use wild for this example because he’s my fave (despite the current sky love). He’s in the middle of cooking and he hears your sweet voice wracked with tears. And he’s FREAKING out like. His lover who he thought we be okay in their home in Tarrey town is here. You’re here and heavily pregnant. He abandons what he was just cooking to support you and ask what happened. The rest of the chain are wondering what wild got up to on his own time.

I had more ideas but I can’t write them because my phone is lagging so bad. Like I can type three full words before it’s on screen. And I don’t want to deal with this right now.

-🧪

🧪anon!

ughh I love wild sm gibe him smooch-

He is panicking. He didn't want his S/O to meet the Chain. They're his. And yes, their swollen with his baby and showing very well and if it isn't the hottest thing he has ever fucking seen, his S/o makes it very obvious who they belong too, he can see their stares. Should one of them step out of line, he's proving what makes him so dangerous. So while he's caught between apologizing profusely and checking in on his S/o and making sure they and his baby are alright, he's also watching the chain with a glint in his eye and a sword on his hip.

I hope the lag lightens up a bit 🧪anon!

[cauliflowereater]

Pairing: @entidlm X meglepetes😳

Halloween Sweets

Theme: mild smut (mdni bocs)

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, fingering (f receiving), piv, unprotected sex (wrap the willy silly!!) semi-public, mentions of butt plugs, dirty talk, eniko doesn’t say anything but it’s all consented

Lmk if I missed smth!😜

As soon as October hit the calendar, your friends couldn’t keep their mouths shut about Halloween. You were everything but excited for the cold and windy month with the annoying pumpkins on everyones front porch. Especially with all these college parties going on with the drunk teenagers grinding on you.

“Sooo what should we dress up as??” Your dearest college roommate asked excitedly. “Wait no no no. I’m not dressing up as anything. This month is gonna be horrible enough as it is, I don’t need a costume for it.” You grumped. “Oh come onnn Enikkoru!!! You’re always like this. You just need a good halloween party to get rid of all this stress!” Your other friend Lisa added. “Yes!! And gues what.. I heard Sunoo will be there.” Hannah whispered and winked at you. “Ugh fine. I guess I don’t have anything better to do anyways.” You finally gave in. “Ughh finally thank you!!! And now, what do we dress up as?” The question came up again. You certainly didn’t want to dress up as anything cringe since you knew there would be cute guys there. You’re feeling sick of the thought of dressing up as cartoon character. “Um guys we could be like disney princesses maybe?? But like in a sexy way?” Somi asked. “Ew there is no way!! I don’t want to embarrass myself.” You said frowning. “Okay chill.” She rolled her eyes at you. “I have to go anyways. Text me if y’all find something cool.” “Ok will do.” Then you quickly slip your shoes on your feet and head to the door.

Later that night.

You were peacefully scrolling on your phone in your bed, cuddling with your plushies under your giant blanket like every other night. Somi was out tonight, obviously. She barely stays here anymore since she got a boyfriend. Anyways, you decided to look for halloween costume ideas since you had nothing better to do. You opened Pinterest hoping to find something cool you could wear to the party with your friends. You found nothing to your liking. How surprising! So you kept scrolling..scrolling. Scrolling. Then you came across Regina George from the movie “Mean Girls” dressed up as a bunny. So revealing, you thought. You imagined how guys would stare at you in that costume. A tear ran down you thigh as you thought about Sunoo complimenting you. Okay you had to do something? You went to the group chat.

You: girls i found smth. *picture*

Bangh💥: oh my. I LOVE THSISSS

jeon somi💋: girlllll. could use a buttplug for the tail😜

You: very funny haha

Ladyboy🐞: love the costume nikoy!!!! sunoo would totally eat you up

You: thanks lisa😘😘

You: ok we should go shopping for this tmrw???

Jeon somi💋: ill get the plugs

You: we dont need plugs thank you.

Ladyboy🐞: actually…

Bangh💥: i could use one tho..

You: no way you guys r trippin fr😂😂👎

Before the party

“Dawg we look hawt” said Hannah. “Your ass soo good in this even your brudda would fuck you😂😂” Lisa joked. “It’s prob because of the plugs” added Somi. “what the fuck” you cursed confused. Your friends were acting up real bad. “Y’all let’s just go i’m getting sick of you guys.” You said. “Nah not until you put that plug in.” Somi nagged. You put your bunny ears up in your hair real quick then you ran out the door as fast as you could. This party is making your friends go wild. You were afraid you’d end up like this too.

Your friends finally caught up with you and you guys walked in the house. Almost immediately, your friends ran off to find their guy, leaving you all alone once again. Great, you thought. You went over to the bar to grab a drink.. alone. Until Sunghoon came up to you. “Hi enikkoru.. looking….good. Nice costume.” He said while eyeing you up and down, stripping you with his hungry gaze. “Oh t-thanks?? Are you the host?” you muttered. “Oh yeah.. you like? Must be boring here all alone though. Wanna come play spin the bottle with me and the bros??” He shouted, since the music was really loud. Obviously. It was a party what did u expect😂 “Okay sure i guess? Must be better than sitting here drinking alone.” You agreed. “Okay great!” He grabbed you wrist and started dragging you right through the crowd. You held your breath and you didn’t want to inhale the warm and disgusting air other people produced. Then you finally arrived to the basement. You coudl finally breathe. There were some guys and there was Somi making out with his boyfriend. Oh and also some other girls. But one person caught your eye. Sunoo in his vampire costume looking fine af. You rubbed your thighs together in excitement. “Ok just sit somewhere and we’ll start in a minute.” Sunghoon said and walked off. You took you chance and squished between Niki and Sunoo. “Oh hi nikoy you look awesome.” Niki complimented you. “Yea, you look really delicious tonight” Sunoo added. You swore you could feel your pussy throb at their words. “O-oh..thanks. You guys look great too.” You tried to keep your cool but it was so hard. Especially, that more people joined the circle, and you were practically squished between them like a sponge. “Shall we start?” The host asked. Everyone cheered and you quietly nodded yes.

A couple rounds went by, then it was your turn. “Ok spin the bottle enikkoru.” So you spun the bottle. You were so scared that you closed your eyes in fear. The bottle stopped. Everyone cheered loudly. You slowly peeled your eyelids open. Your eyes widened in shock, you were in trouble. Sunoo looked at you and smirked. He patted your thigh and got up. “Come on, we gotta get into the closet, let’s not waste our time.” You quickly got up, your cheeks red and flushed. You put your hand in his as he guided you to the closet. Then they closed it. You had 7 minutes in a dark closet with the boy you were dying to fuck since the beginning of the year.

He grabbed you and caged you between him and the wall. He leaned down to your ear and whispered “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to to this.. and fuck..this costume” then he smashed his red plush lips against yours hard. Your tongues rhythmically moving against each other, fighting for dominance, which he obviously won. While still kissing hungrily, his hand came down to the black leather bodysuit you were wearing and tucked it to the side down there. He quickly ripped a hole on your white leggings so his hand could get access to your pussy. “so wet for me” he smirked then started rubbing circles on your clit and slipped two fingers inside you fast. “so tight and warm inside” he praised you. He was rough. So rough that you started moaning loudly. He smacked his other hand on your mouth to keep you quiet. “Stay quiet or you’re not getting my dick in your pathetic little hole tonight” he whispered as he continued pumping his fingers inside you in a rapid pace. You tried to tune your moans down but you miserably failed. You whimpered as you felt his fingers scissor. His skilled fingers felt too good inside you. “S-ah-sunoo… s-so g-goood” you whimpered under him. He smirked and reconnected your lips once again. Unfortunately, he foudn you g-spot which made you scream into his mouth. “Right there?” he asked and smirked once again. You physically couldn’t reply but the way you were squirming under him, he knew what you felt. You felt the knot building up inside you. “F-fuck..” you moaned one last time before you came all over his hand. Well, you didn’t just cum. You squirted all over him. You hid your face in embarrassment as you realised what you just did.. “Damn I made you squirt just with my fingers? You’re not even gonna be able to take my dick” he chuckled at you. He quickly licked your arousal off of his fingers while you fixed your bodysuit up. “Time’s up!” Jake said and opened the door before you. Everyone looked at you guys. “Did you have fun??” They asked. “Oh the fun is definitely isn’t over yet” Sunoo answered and wrapped an arm around your waist. “I’m getting tired. We’re going upstairs.” he said. Everyone knew damn well you wouldn’t be sleeping tonight. You waved your goodbyes then you let Sunoo drag you upstairs.

When you got upstairs, he pushed you into Sunghoon’s bedroom and locked the door behind you. He threw you on the bed and pounced on you. He started aggressively kissing you then biting and marking all over your neck. He pushed his groin into you so you could feel how hard he was. You gasped at the feeling and started grinding against him. “S-sunoo ah..” you whimpered while taking all the marks he gave you. “Yes princess?” He asked “i-i need you…p—pleasse” you sobbed and begged for him. He gave you a smug grin and stopped sucking on your skin. He peeled the bodysuit off of you and tore the rest of your leggings. Now you were under him, only left in your panties. He impatiently tore his own shirt off so you could admire his toned chest. You brushed your hand across his stomach. Your eyes trailed down to his thighs, which were begging to escape the tight black pants he was wearing. They were so thick. You’d love to ride them one day. Your thoughts were interrupted by him undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. You saw the huge bulge in his boxers and you got shy. You weren’t sure you could take him. You hid your flushed face behind your hands before he peeled them off your face. “Come on nikoy, don’t be scared now..” he pulled his dick out of his boxers and have himself a few pumps. He was painfully hard and already leaking. “Sorry I got no condoms on me. But I’m willing to pay child support.” he whispered. You were too mesmerised by his beautiful cock to tell him that you’re actually on birth control. He was glad he didn’t have any condoms because he was dying to feel you raw anyways. He aligned himself with your hole and slowly pushed it in. “Oh my… you’re so tight baby..” he groaned. You couldn’t say anything. A tear escaped your eye from the sting but he couldn’t care less tbh. He started moving in a very fast pace without giving you any time to adjust. You were screaming his name. That was all you could do anyway. He leaned down and started devouring and licking your chest. You definitely didn’t need the extra stimulation. You were so overstimulated that you squirted on his cock. He couldn’t take it anymore. You looked so good under him, taking him like a good little kitten. He couldn’t last so he came seconds after you. You felt the warm liquid escaping inside you. He pulled out of you and cuddled you into his chest to calm down. “You did soo good enikkoru..i would love to do this more”….

Oke nem birom tovabb vege😜

[aajjks]

TC!dad!JK

it’s a cold day in goryeo, corea and the kingdom has received the first born prince of king jungkook and queen y/n; a healthy baby boy by the name of jinseoul. the kingdom celebrated and welcomed the baby boy with open arms and returned some color into your life. ever since your baby boy was born you’ve been stuck to him like glue, not really paying attention to your husband as much.

however, jungkook was okay with that. he too was overly attached to his first born but not as much as you. sometimes you wouldn’t let him hold the small infant and you had the strong urge to protect your baby from any harm. you’d die for your precious jinseoul. he was all the happiness you had left and you’d be DAMNED if something happened to him.

eventually, you stopped hogging the sweet baby all to yourself and allowed jungkook to hold him and it shocked you just how good of a father he is despite his own father treating him like shit.

jungkook was caring, loving, and nurturing with his son. when he rolled over for the first time, he was in tears. when he first crawled, he cried again, and when he started walking? he was DEVASTATED. he just loved his son so much.

you both spent so much time with jinseoul and it made you two grow closer. a lot closer than usual. you both got along very well and acted like a normal married couple.

until you were bombarded with jinseoul being sick.

see, a baby’s immune system is much weaker than that of an adult, so when he got sick, it worried you. he had fevers back to back, he would throw up food, cry a lot, and had a bad cough.

when you took him to the physician, turns out he had pneumonia. when the doctor told you this, you nearly had a heart attack.

you blamed yourself a lot and cried almost everyday about it. the physician instructed the both of you to keep him in a room and give him meditation that would help him get better, which it did.

your son was getting better day by day but you noticed jungkook would sweat in his sleep, he had a bad cough, and his body was hot as fire. although he told you plenty of times that he was okay, you FORCED him to see a physician and guess what?

he caught influenza, better known as the flu. so NOW you were taking care of both of your boys. giving them medicine, doing your duties, and pretty much scolding jungkook every 5 seconds to stay in bed.

you were stressed and jungkook could see that. he knew once he got better he’d make it up to you somehow.

after finally giving your 9 month old son medicine and rocking him to sleep you rush to your husband who is stubbornly not taking his medicine because “it’s disgusting” and “he’s fine.”

“koo” you whine “please just take the medicine. i know it’s gross but it’ll help you feel better” you say, trying to coax him into drinking the nasty liquid.

he really does hate it and is convinced he’ll be fine without it. despite his obvious stuffed nose and subtle sniffles.

“ughh, why are you being stubborn? just take it” you say irritably while shoving the spoon in his face but he turns his head.

you’re really gonna have to force him, huh?

~🫧 sorry it’s so long lol 😂 but it’s cute!!

Jungkook rolls his eyes, sniffing.

“No yn. I won’t.. please don’t force me.” He whines, “where is my son anyways?” He asks you, looking at you with a tired smile.

“He’s getting better right?” He’s trying his best to distract you, he loves his son a lot, and yes he’s concerned about him but right now. You’re hovering over his head.

With that disgusting herb soup in your hand.

“YN I S-SAID- *achoo* NO.” He looks at you with a glare and you sigh, you put the soup on his bed and climb on top of him, taking him by surprise and he gasps in disbelief.

“W-What are you doing??! NO.”

[guidingkey]

he promised to not fall asleep, though pooh can understand the exhaust from being the biggest hero across the world. the weight above him is slightly uncomfortable, though pooh doesn't bare to move, allowing his best friend to snooze comfortably. with both paws continuing to hold the single gloved hand of the brunet, he too, closes his eyes to slumber. ❝ goodnight, sora. ❞ his voice matches a whisper. ❝ i hope you have the sweetest of dreams ... ❞ 🐻💤

he’d come back to visit, as soon as he was able to. well … as soon as he could, anyway. it’d taken some time … with — with everything that’d happened, but he was back. and maybe — maybe he’d taken a little too much time to come back and visit pooh, but … he’d been a little scared. scared that he’d find himself missing on the cover of pooh’s book again. scared that this time — maybe he wouldn’t be able to get back. that his connection with pooh would be gone, not just growing fainter, and that he wouldn’t have even known it.

but that wasn’t true. sora knew that. every time he would worry, he’d close his eyes, hand on his chest, and he’d look deep inside his heart … and still felt pooh there. that bond hadn’t been broken, hadn’t disappeared while he was gone. nothing so terrible had happened to him, he hadn’t changed so much that he’d lost his friend.

but he couldn’t shake the feeling that … that it wouldn’t last forever. that one day, he’d have to leave, and he wouldn’t ever be able to come back.

but today hadn’t been that day. and sora —- sora had been so glad. so happy he’d decided to visit merlin, and ask about pooh bear. falling into the book felt like falling back home, and even though there weren’t any islands or oceans or palm trees, his friends were still here. there were hunny bees and hunny pots and eeyore to keep company, rabbit to help garden, tigger to bounce with, roo and lumpy to stomp along, and pooh to sit with. 100 acre wood was just as much home as destiny islands were.

and so maybe in the face of that, in the relief and peace he found with the animals and their homey little world where finding pooh his hunny was the most concerning thing, he was a little hesitant to leave, but could you blame him? he was drawing his time out here as long as he could, and when he started getting sleepy he didn’t fight it as much as he should have, didn’t say his goodbyes to go back to his own world.

because pooh was one of his best friends. and maybe one day, he’d have to say goodbye, but as long as he could, he’d keep coming back here. and when he couldn’t anymore, he’d still have this place, have pooh, in his heart. not just a memory. a connection, just as deep and real even if he couldn’t visit in person anymore. pooh would always be with him where it mattered most. 

so it’s easy to fall asleep, even when he promised he wouldn’t. the woods are quiet this time of night and he’s surrounded by near and dear friends. they’ll always be there for him, but this time it’s special. it’s comforting.

and it’s one of the best nights sleep sora ends up getting in a long, long time.

[ennikity]

❤𝑵𝒊-𝒌𝒊 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏... 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓!!❤ ☽𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧☾ ☽𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘦☾

The staff member looked at you with sad eyes.

- I’m so sorry, but they are not here.

- What?- you said- But, Ni-ki told me that...

- Yeah, their manager literally came here 5 minutes ago, saying something about last minute filming stuff, y’a know... 

- I see...- you tried to smile, but failed. You were so exiced about spending Halloween with your boyfriend that you had even planned everything. But now... all of that was gonne.

- If there’s something I can do for you...- the staff member said.

- Oh, no, it’s okay- you quickly replaid- I’ll just go home. Thanks for everything.

And before someone could say anything, you headed to the lift.

- I guess I’ll spend the night alone- you sighed, watching yourself on the mirror, with your cookie costume (Ni-ki was supposed to be dressed as the Cookie Monster) and holding the paper bag with the sweets you had decoreted- But Ni-ki could at least texted my to... 

You were suddenly interrupted by the lights of the lift turning off.

- What the...

The doors slowly began to open, and you flinched. Outside, everything was dark.

-Oh, c’mon- you sighed, trying not to panic.

Taking out your phone, you turned the lintern on, and stepped out of the lift. 

- I need to find the exit- a strange noise was heard- Fast.

But that wasn’t gonna be easy, cuz you didn’t even know in which  floor you were. You spent almost 20 minutes walking in the dark until you found a door open. Not having a better option, you entered the room.

- I swear, why the hell this things only hapend to me- you said angrily- And where is everyone? This place looks like-

But you couldn’t finish the sentence, cuz you stepped into something and fell to the floor, loosing your mobilephone and the only light you had.

- This is driving me insane. What’s going to happend now? A ghost it’s goint to appear or what-

- Booo!!!

A voice shouted near your face, making you scream the hell out of you.

You got up and ran to the door... Until you heard a familiar laugh.

- What the... Ni-ki?

When the lights suddenly turned on and you saw your boyfriend laughing to tears on the floor, you where nothing but confused.

- What are you... The staff said...- you tried to ask, but couldn’t even form a sentence.

And that’s when you realized what was Ni-ki wearing.

- Wait, why are you wearing your Cookie Monster costume? I though you were...

- Filming something? Yeah, that was the point- the boy finally replied, coming next to you.

- Then, everything was a lie?

- Of course it was! Where you really thinking that I would mis spending Halloween with you?- he smiled- I’ve been looking forward this day for almost 2 months!

- Then the lights going off, and the lift... I can’t belive I fell in one of your pranks again- you sighed, trying to hide how relieved you felt that all what happened was not real.

- But it was fun, wasn’t it?- Ni-ki smirked- Glad I got to film you getting scared by-

- No way you filmed that!- you said, panicking- Delete it right now! Or else I...

- Or else, what?- he teased you.

- Or else I’ll say Jake to upload a picture of you dressed as the Cookie Monster on Weverse- you proudly said.

- Never- this time, Ni-ki panicked.

- Then you know what to do- you smirked.

- Ughh, okay...

- Much better- you smiled when the boy deleted the video. And hugging him, you added- You look amazing on that costume tho.

- You really think?- he hugged you too, whith a bright smile on his face.

- Of course I do! Actually, I didn’t thought you’d wear it. 

- Why not? Everything for my little cookie.

And when you heard that, you couldn’t help but feel the warmest feeling inside your heart.

- Sooo, what are we doing now?- Ni-ki asked- I think you’ve planned a lot of things for tonight, righ? 

- How did you know?

- Boyfriend things, I guess- he smiled.

-Heyyy, c’mon- you teased him.

- I’m not telling you, Y/N!- he laughed.

And after after that, he took your hand softly and led you to the exit.

- Let’s go, the best Halloween ever it’s about to start!

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Hi everyone!! After many months, I’m back with a new imagine! And since we are in Halloween, what a better topic to use? I hope you like it, and sorry for all the grammatical mistakes ^^ 

[ladyelissarose]

Warnings: LOTS OF FLUFF.. you’re welcome 🕶🤍 a maybe a little bit of angst towards the end.. but all is well.

Long Lost Christmas Wish

Chapter 3

 Bruce’s POV 

While the children ate their sweets he went to the living room where the bright Christmas tree stood gloriously with all the different colored lights and the ornaments that were scattered everywhere all around,

  ‘The little kids definitely decorated the tree.. there’s absolutely no order whatsoever... well at least they tried and it still looks like a tree right?... I remember helping my mom put up our first Christmas tree.. it’s was actually nice back then.’

  Looking at the tree from top to bottom he saw how there were no gifts, 

  ‘Damn if only those bastards didn’t get to Y/n last night.. there would’ve been gifts.. but they destroyed them all... well.. this Christmas can’t go on without presents.. I’m going to make a few calls.’

  Time ticked away and the day was almost over after enjoying the blissful weather, Y/n and Bruce would run into each other throughout the day as they did activities with the kids, sending him a smile each time she passed by gave Bruce butterflies and bright pink cheeks he tried his best to hide. Y/n stuck with the girls and Bruce was forced to stay with the boys, only because they insisted and wanted to be around him and get him out of his comfort zone. And that only happened because Alfred told the boys to mess around and talk with Bruce, though Bruce was an adult and these boys were teenagers and some a little younger, they all still had Bruce running around and doing things for them and with them. Bruce thought it was going to be a terrible experience and that he’d probably not be good enough for them, as far as make them comfortable and happy in his presence like they were with Y/n, but he soon found out that all they wanted to do was be around him. Making him feel warm and good inside, a feeling that he hadn’t felt in while because of kids.

  Y/n’s POV

 Y/n checked the time and realized that it was soon time to sit around the tree for presents, but she hadn’t told the kids that she didn’t have presents that year,

   ‘Shoot I didn’t tell the kids!! Oh no what am I going to do... ughh there going to hate me and the little ones are going to cry!! Why can’t you be real Santa! This is your job and because you aren’t real you failed! Ughhh!!!’

  Y/n’s heart felt crushed as she heard them all giggling in the theater room while watching a Christmas film. Tears began to form in her eyes as she felt guiltier and guiltier by the second, Y/n promised herself she would get them exactly what they had asked for, they had written their wishes and placed them neatly under the tree. But after the uneventful night Y/n was left empty handed as her gifts were destroyed and stolen, and she was so preoccupied during the day she hadn’t remembered to replace the gifts or at least tell the kids earlier that she’d get them the next day. Walking away from the theater to give herself some time to compose herself before admitting the truth to the kids, she heard Alfred call the kids out of the theater to the living room,

  “Who’s wants presents?!”

 ‘Shoot he did not-‘

  “Me me me!!”

  “Ooo I want to open mine first!”

  “Finallllllyyyy!!”

  She heard the chanting of the kids as they ran out of the theater room, and immediately made a beeline to the living room as she began to think of her apology. But to her surprise as she walked over there she heard cheering and the kids were all sounding very amused, peeking her head in to see what was happening, she saw all the kids picking up their presents from under the tree and passing them out. 

  ‘Omg what just happened?’

 She then felt a light tap on her shoulder and heard a very warm voice say,

  “Merry Christmas Y/n.”

  Without turning around she said in a low whisper,

  “You did this?”

  “Yes... but the kids don’t need to know that. Here.. I got one for you.”

 She turned around and saw Bruce holding a small gift for her, it was a little white box that was wrapped with a bright red bow. Y/n didn’t get the gift but instead wrapped her arms around his neck and took him in for a loving embrace. 

   Bruce’s POV 

Leaving Bruce shook of her reaction he didn’t move for a few seconds, which Y/n felt right away and let go saying sorry,

  “I’m so sorry! I-I was just-well y-you know- oomf!”

  Out of surprise Bruce grabbed her again and hugged her, he didn’t need to say anything, he hoped that his hug was enough, he soon felt her arms snake around his waist as she deepened it. It was like if his heart grew three sizes larger, he felt very warm inside and felt a joy that was all to overwhelming, he leaned his head on her head and breath in her scent of peppermint and vanilla, wishing he could live amongst the embrace of her scent forever. It was all to magical.. it was angelic. Soon they let go and she looked at him with eyes of adoration, he knew she saw the same through his, he handed her the gift and said, 

  “You can open it whenever you like... I need to go-“

 Y/n grabbed his hand gently but it showed her desperation as she relied,

  “Oh! Your weren’t going to stay?”

  A few minutes before he had found her he had seen the signal shining in the sky peeking through the window, he knew he had to go, even if it hurt him to leave his angel that stood in front of him with her wings spread out for only him to see. He snaked his hand to the back of her neck and pulled her in to give a warm kiss to her head, he let her go and promised,

  “You’ll see me again.. I promise.. just enjoy your night with the kids.. and get home safely.”

  She sent him a small smile as her promise to be safe, letting his hand go she said,

 “Be safe Bruce.. and Merry Christmas to you too.”

  Sending her a small nod with a tilted smile he walked out of the building but not before turning back to see if she was watching him go, when they connected eyes he sent her a last wave and walked out.

   Y/n’s POV

 Y/n clutched the gift against her chest and felt butterflies all over inside. She let a tear slip or two, but soon she was approaching the kids as they called out for her, as she sat on the couch next to the younger kids they all thanked her.

  “Thank you for my gift!”

  “Yeah Miss Y/n!! I like mine!!”

  “Thanks for thinking of us!!”

  Bruce had told her not to tell the kids that he had done it, but to instead take the credit, she didn’t know how he knew that she had lost the other gifts, but she let that sit in the back of her mind as she paid attention to the kids as they began to open their gifts. Seeing them all happy from the youngest to oldest made her heart soar so high as she fell harder for the children, her love and compassion for them burned in her chest to see each one getting the gift he or she had asked for. 

  Later that evening...

 After spending a couple of hours eating cookies and playing with their presents, Y/n helped tuck the youngest kids to bed and made sure the older ones were in the privacy of their rooms and warned them nicely to keep it down for the sleeping little ones. They all promised they would as she bid them goodbye and a last Merry Christmas. As well as making sure the staff ladies would be fine she soon was walking out of the building and walking into a fresh pile of snow, digging her hands into her long white coat she felt the box she had put there, which was Bruce’s gift to her. Y/n could feel the silky red bow against her fingers as she fiddled with it in her pocket, she walked into her car and turned it on with the heater. Engulfing herself in the warmth of her vehicle she took out the box and opened it, and inside was a smaller red box, with excitement and curiosity she opened it, to find a necklace with a diamond angel on it. 

  ‘Oh my goodness how sweet... it’s so beautiful!’

  Tears filled her eyes at the beautiful jewel she held in her hands, fingers shaking with overloaded joy she clasped it on, using her rear view mirror to see how it looked, she saw how perfect it was. 

  She touched it as it sat against her chest beautifully, she felt her cheeks burn for how much she smiled, and soon was pulling out and heading home, and in the meanwhile she caught sight of the Batsignal and thought of Batman.

  ‘I see this is how he spends his Christmas.. poor man.. I wish he got more credit than he does now.. protecting the city and doing his best to stop crimes.. probably going home alone after that-‘

  “OH MY GOD!!!”

 Tires screeching loudly she stopped at the entrance of the alley where her apartment was to see a body at the head of her car, she had almost hit him. Jumping out of the car she ran to the front and called out,

  “Are you o-... Batman?!? Oh goodness are you ok!!”

  Batman’s POV 

  He had been outnumbered that evening and was beaten brutally by at least 12 guys that jumped him by surprise. That usually didn’t happen to him, but that one night he was distracted keeping an eye out for Y/n, he was attacked from behind.

  He heard a soft familiar voice call out to him as his eyes shot open. He took in the appearance of his savior, all in white, with the beauty and compassionate he knew all too well.

‘Y/n?’

  “Batman it’s me Y/n, remember? Here.. let’s get up yeah? Come on.”

  Batman saw something shiny sparkling off her chest as the lights of her car hit it, squinting his eyes he soon made up that it was the necklace he had given her a couple of hours ago, at seeing it dangling from her neck as she tried to help him sit up, it gave him an adrenaline like no other. Sitting up straight with a few painful grunts escaping his lips she calmed him down,

  “It’s ok it’s ok.. we are a few feet away from my house. You’re injured pretty badly, I can help you.”

  He looked down at her body and saw her once white coat now covered in dirt from the ground she kneeled on to help him, her curls were being tossed around by the wind and her eyes held nothing but worry. 

  ‘How does she still look so angelic?... god I can’t get enough of this...’

 Y/n brushed off some of the snow from his shoulders that had piled up from laying there for a while, his cape was gone and he looked a mess, she felt terrible for him and reassured him,

  “I’m going to help you ok? You’re going to be ok... can you let me help you?”

  Locking his blue orbs with her shining and teary eyes he was able to mutter a low,

  “yes....”

[alonezz]

AOT girls when you are on your period.

Includes: Mikasa Ackerman, Annie Leonhardt, Sasha, Hange zoe, Historia Reiss, Pieck Finger, Ymir 

Warnings: none. 

Mikasa:

~ Mikasa would have an app on her phone that notifies her when your period is coming; she would have everything ready for you. Would make sure you have enough pads and/or tampons. She makes sure to buy your favorite brands.

~ Because she tracks your periods, she wasn’t surprised when you became a little touchier... but who is she to complain, you are her precious little angel after all.

~ You hug her more than usual and try to stay near her. This particular day you were tired after cleaning duty and you arrived at the mess hall, quickly looking for your lover. When you found her you sat down next to her, of course your sweet girl had already grabbed your food and it was placed on the table next to hers. 

~ As soon as you sat down you placed your head on her shoulder seeking comfort and she immediately placed her arm around your waist moving you closer. After a few moments of the other cadets shattering and Mikasa occasionally hand feeding you some of her bread, she gently patted your hair as she kissed your cheek, you hid your red face in the crook of her neck and a soft whimper escaped your lips at the pang in your tummy.

~ Mikasa got really worried and she instinctively pulled you closer. “whats wrong my love?” she whispered so that only you could hear. In response you whined again softly, the feeling in your stomach intensifying by the second. Mikasa frowned and placed a soft kiss on your head, “cramps, baby?” she asked to which you softly nodded. She excused both of you as she grabbed your hand and walked you to your room.

~ She helped you out of your clothes and ran you a warm bath. Then she placed a pad and a change of clothes next to the sink for you. When you were ready and showered, she took you to her bed where you two cuddled all night, her scarf was wrapped protectively on your neck and your face was tucked under her chin.

~ She played with you hair and massaged your scalp, as she hummed a song lulling you to sleep.

~ She will be overly protective of you, making sure no one annoys you... and if they do annoy you they are dead.

~ If your breasts are tender she will be careful when she hugs you, she wouldn’t want to cause you any pain.

~ She will also massage your back if you suffer from back pain.

~ Prepare to be pampered and spoiled, this sweet girl will protect you and make you feel safe. You are her angel after all.

Annie:

~ Annie would instantly notice how you became more quiet, and how you would huff at the her sarcastic remarks or her teasing tone when you would usually smile at the girl.

~ She suspected you had started your period. This made her change from her usual self to a more caring one. Don’t get me wrong, Annie always cares about you an insane amount, it even scares her how much she loves you. But, she can be cold sometimes, expressing emotions is hard for her but she tries her best to reassure you that she does, in fact, adore you.

~ Annie is not huge in PDA, but when she sees your watery eyes as you clutch your stomach tightly in the mess hall she can’t help but place a protective arm around you, tucking your head in her chest. “You okay, love?” she whispers gently and when you shake your head ‘no’ she immediately gets up pulling you with her. Not caring to even say goodbye to the other cadets. 

~ She tucks your face on her neck, her arm wrapped around your waist in a side embrace as she walks with you through the hallways. Once you two make it outside, near the tree where both of you always hung out. Where you first kissed, where she asked you to be your girlfriend, she gently helped you sit down leaning against the rough bark of the tree.

~ Its like your safe place, where you two could be alone without the judging eyes of the other cadets. Where Annie told you all her deepest, darkest secrets. It was your home.

~ She sits down next to you and taps her lap twice, a gesture she often does. You crawl on top of her lap, both of your legs straddling her as she hugs you tightly. Your head falls on her chest as she gently caresses your hair and scratches your scalp. “I love you,” you whisper after a few moments and her eyes go wide, you can feel her heartbeat increase rapidly against your ear. Looking up you see fresh tears adorning her pink cheeks. “I- I love you too,”

~ She will cuddle you and try to stay closer to you often. Making sure and checking up on you a lot.

~ She doesn’t get period cramps, so she doesn’t know how much they hurt but she will be by your side if you get them, doing her best to comfort you.

Sasha:

~ She will give you snacks, lots of snacks.

~ She is already very affectionate but it will increase a lot when you are on your period. She wants to make sure that you know she loves you.

~ One time you were with her at the mess hall, your hands intertwined under the table. Your head dropped to the table as you released her hand clutching your stomach in pain. When you looked up your eyes widened at the extra piece of bread in your plate. “Sasha?” you whispered to your lover and they gently looked at you, tracing patterns on your thigh with her hand “yes, my love?” she asked and patiently waited for you to reply. “Why did you give me your bread? Its your favorite!” she softly giggled as she pecked your lips gently. “Because I love you, and I don’t like seeing you in pain. So maybe the bread will help?” You smiled at your girlfriend, she gave you the bread as comfort. Sasha sees food as comfort for herself do maybe she thought that you would too.

~ She will make sure you are stocked up with pads/tampons and will also make sure no one bothers you (*coughs* Connie).

~ Get ready for many, many cuddles! And prepare to be spoiled by this sweet girl!

Hange:

~ You are their assistant often times, when Moblit is busy doing other things. Today you were intently staring at Hange as they looked under the microscope. Their hair was ruffled and their glasses crooked. After a few moments of observing they turned to look at you a soft smile on their face as they started rambling about what they saw. You quickly annotated important things they said until you felt a pang on your stomach and you whimpered.

~ They stopped rambling when they heard you whimper and they quickly moved closer to you, placing the notebook you held on the table and holding both of your hands. “Whats wrong, dear?” they asked the once exciting experiment all forgotten. You explain to them that it’s just cramps and they frown giving you a tight hug. “Lets go cuddle?” they whisper and you nod gently smiling at your lover.

~ you are so much more important than their experiments and they will stop everything they are doing to tend to you if you need it.

~ They will try to get you out of your regular duties. 

~ Talks with Levi and asks him to please be gentle with you since they know your emotions are heightened during this days.

~ They definitely try giving you some type of antidote they did for period cramps. You are hesitant to drink it at first but you know they would never hurt you. So you drink it and start feeling surprisingly better after a few minutes.

~ She will be more quiet than usual, if you get headaches, her loud, talkative self will shift to quiet, and gentle words.

Historia:

~ The queen would have every single thing you need in her room, pads, heating pads, snacks, you want it she has it for you.

~ She was in an important meeting when you decided that the pain was too much and you texted her, “Hurts a lot” before throwing your phone on the other side of the bed and hugging her pillow closer to you, trying to ignore the pain in your stomach.

~ In less than a minute the door opened and you heard shuffling shutting your eyes tightly. Then, you felt the bed shift and a body pressed behind yours. “Hisu?” you questioned barely above a whisper. “I am right here, princess. I got you,” she said as she hugged you tighter and her warm hands rested on your tummy, soothing the pain slightly.

~ She will drop everything she is doing just to cuddle and comfort you, trying to make you feel better.

~ if anybody annoys you she will call her guards on them.

~ loves you too much and often times cries when you cry because it pains her so much to see you crying.

Pieck:

~ This baby will take care of you perfectly. She is so caring and she gets really worried but she is also happy she gets to show you how much she cares.

~ She usually showers first so when she returned and you were still in bed she smiled gently at your figure. She was about to wake you up when she noticed the blood stain on your grey sweat pants. A look of concern adorned her face as she moved closer to you gently shaking you. “Love? How about you shower baby?” she asked softly. You just groaned in return clutching your stomach.

~ “Baby? you have a small stain on your pants,” she whispered gently and you quickly shot up when she said that. “Ughh sorry thats gross,” you groaned standing up and trying to quickly exit to the bathroom but a hand on your wrist stopped you from going too far. “Its not, I love you, I don’t care, okay? let me take care of you,” she whispered and you smiled at the sweet girl. 

~ She ran you a bath and gave you clean clothes and a pad while she made sure to wash the bedsheets and replace them with new ones. 

~ She will give you snacks and anything you want, loads of hugs and kisses. 

~ Will be worried but she doesn’t show it, she wants to make you feel safe and loved. 

Ymir:

~ Usually, she is teasing and always bothers you, but when she realized you were getting annoyed her tone shifted to a more gentle one. “Everything okay, (y/n)?” she asked and when you shook your head no she immediately felt guilty.

~ She will be a softie, giving you more affection than usual and constantly asking you if you need anything.

~ Her body is very warm and she will cuddle you, a hand rubbing circles in your stomach to soothe your cramps.

~ Will protect you and make sure no one annoys you or tries to hurt you.

~ If you get emotional she will too, even though it doesn’t seem like it, when this baby sees her precious girl crying she can’t stop her eyes from becoming a little watery.

[thewhitehatwriter]

Dabi x Hawks x Reader smut anyone?

Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Dabi x f!Reader x Hawks

Warnings: 18+ blog! SMUT! Seriously, it is NSFW. Kinda dubcon, hostage situation, knives (reader gets a light cut)

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Okay, so I’m writing a reader insert DabiHawks fic for my friend’s birthday, but I just have to share what I got so far haha! get ready for some steamy prompts~

If you were a hero, how morally correct would you be?

You have been taken. It is a classic hostage situation, in the middle of a battle both you and Hawks had been spirited away by the villain side.

Hands tied behind your back, quirks surpressed and Hawks teathered to the floor, you had no chance to fight.

Dabi had been interrogating you for the better part of an hour, wanting intel.

You were a new hero, and this was your first hostage situation. Hawks was aware, so he tried his best to protect you. 

His wings were spread, hiding you from the villain’s view.

It was sweet how he wanted to protect you. And though you didn’t really need it, you could take anything the cremation villain had to throw at you, it was rather hot to have the nr. 2 hero all protective over you.

But Dabi finally seemed to realize Hawks wasn’t going to give him any information. So instead, he focussed on you.

The dangerous glint in his eyes made you recall a memory from when you’d fought him a few weeks ago. Back then, he...

Nope no time to think about that right now. Focus. 

Dabi dragged you up and away, just out of reach. There was a kife to your throat, and a clear threat in the air. ‘If you won’t talk to save yourself, maybe you will talk to save her’.

Panic flared up in your chest for a second, but you realized. He was bluffing. Dabi was using you as a bargaining chip, but his threats were empty. He wouldn’t really hurt you. You were about 90% sure.

Hawks didn’t seem as sure as you were, but before he even had the chance to talk you could feel the knife on your throat move.

The cut wasn’t very deep, or painfull, but it shocked you none the less. 

The little trickle of red on your neck had kickstarted Hawks back into action. He was pulling on his restraints, throwing what almost looked like a temper tantrum. If the situation wasn’t so bizarre you would have laughed.

Dabi just sighed, looking bored. “Ughh, you totally killed my artistic mood. Guess it can’t be helped. Turns out today is a day for... alternative methods.”

Before you can even ponder what that would mean, the knife is back on your throat. But this time, it trails back down your neck, carefully avoiding the existing cut, right up to the collor of your hero suit.

You realize what he’s up to, but he doesn’t even acknowledge your cursed insults as he lets the knife tear through the hem of your suit.

He keeps going, informing you of a choice. He wants information, or entertainment. You can pick which one, but he won’t be left empty handed.

When Dabi succesfully cut through the top of your hero costume, the sports bra you wear underneath is fully visable.

Hawks tries his best to respectfully keep his eyes off of you, but Dabi threatens he’ll use fire if Hawks doesn’t pay close attention.

With you two still refusing to give information, Dabi gets started on your sports bra.

The ripping sounds echo through the room, making you grow uneasy.

The further he cuts the more of your cleavage is exposed to both the villain and your collegue. But just as you expect Dabi to give the final cut, Hawks speaks up.

“...It’s at Takoba beach.”

He sounds defeated, wings drooping, as he averts his eyes. The commission wasn’t worth this. 

But instead of letting you go, Dabi pulled you closer. He kept asking questions, Hawks kept answering. Until he coulnd’t

Dabi had asked something neither of you knew the answer to.

You suspected he did it on purpose, just not wantin ghis fun to end. Turning your head, you threw him a look that said: ‘bring it. I’m ready to take whatever you throw my way.’

You didn’t expect him to lean in and whisper, quietly enough so Hawks wouldn’t hear: “You remember your safeword?”

The audacity of this man. The entire time you’d been on edge, not sure if your little arrangement would hold during hostage situations, and now he hits you with this? You scoff right back at him; “Shut up, don’t ruin the moment’”

Shit, how did it escalate this much? You thought back to the first couple of times you’d faced Dabi. From the beginning, you both knew. There was a stragne tension between you.

The elusive villain, wreaking havoc all over town, and the ambitious, young hero, trying her best to take him down. Somehow you’d always run into each other, turns out you were pretty evenly matched.

But all this tension finally came to a snapping point. Dabi had lead you on a wild goose hunt, and before you knew it your fight shifted to an abandoned alley. 

He had managed to pin you down, both of you stunned for a second with the intensity of the situation.

If anyone asked, you honestly wouldn’t know who initiated that first kiss. 

Hot and heavy, a boiling point for all the tension build up over weeks of intense battles, close calls and a strange, mutual respect.

One thing led to another, and before you fully realized how you got to that point you were having the best sex of your life right there in a shady alleyway, with a villain no less. 

And say what you will about Dabi, he knew how to treat a woman.

From there on, every time you saw him you remembered what felt so right about it. You two had the best chemistry, how you fought so well but fucked even better.

You made sure your duties as a hero still came first, but once all civilians were saved it was up to Dabi to make sure you came first. Pun intended.

A low chuckle in your ear pulled you from your memories. The knife, still cutting into your sports bra, stilled for a second. Right. Now was not the time to get distracted. 

“Fuck, I knew you had the hots for that guy but I never imagined you’d be suck a kinky little shit.”

Says the man who’s taking advantage of his poor, defenseless hostage, you huff.

After a final chance to anser a question you didn’t know hte answer off, Dabi ripped the remains of your sports bra away. 

Your tits bounce at the rough action, an Hawks’ eyes are glued to them.

There’s shock on his face, but also a darker hint of lust.

It escalated so quickly from there on. Dabi made a show out of fondeling you, teasingly inching closer to your clothed sex. 

Hawks, recovered from the inital shock, tried his best to look respectfully at the few parts of your body that weren’t exposed.

Then Dabi got rid of the rest of your hero costume, leaving you in just your paties. 

Slowly slipping them down your thighs, he makes a show out of spreading you for Hawks to see. 

Dabi teases your clit, and knowing just how you like it from your previous encounters he gets you wet in minutes.

Slipping a finger inside you he starts taunting again. “What a slut, getting soaking wet from being fingered by a villain. Or is it because Big Bird over there is watching? Do you like putting on a show for him?”

You let out a breathy moan at his dirty talk. And one glance at Hawks shows you you shouldn’t have been triying to keep your voice down in the first place.

Hawks is getting flustered, shifting on the floor. He’s trying, and failing, to hide a half chub. You can’t believe he’s getting turned on by looking at you.

On one hand you feel kind of bad for the guy. But on the other hand, you’re just glad you had an excuse to let loose a little more. Hawks wouldn’t be able to comment on you or your state of ‘enthusiasm’ for the duration of your time as a hostage if he was getting turned on by it himself.

Then there is a hand in your hair, pulling you back. A breathy gasp escapes your throat.  

You try to comply the best you can, though supporting yourself  is a little tricky with your arms still tied behind you and your back arched. 

But Dabi, ever the gentleman, is there to steady you.

He presses you against his chest, grinding his clothed bulge into your ass.

His cock is big, but you already knew that. He takes it out, smearing some of your juices over the length to lube it up.

Dabi forces your thighs further apart, making a show out of pushing into you.

Hawks can do nothing but watch as you get violated by a villain. 

But it doesn’t leave him unaffected. The image of a cock spearing into you, and the downright sinful sounds you’re letting out have him rock hard in his jeans.

Dabi notices and mocks him for it. “Are you getting turned on by your friend being taken by a villain? You’re only a hero when it’s convenient for you.”

Dabi then pushes you down, basically dropping you in Hawks’ lap as he fucks you from behind.

The blonde is clearly panicing with your face so close to his boner

Then there is a hand in your hair. Dabi is rubbing your face over Hawks’ thigh, making you feel the outline of his cock against your cheeks.

It’s too much for him. Hawks apologizes as his hips jerk agaisnt you involuntarily.

But just as Hawks seems to get close, Dabi pulls you away.

He tells Hawks how he sees right through him, how he’s no better than Dabi himself is for wanting this, for enjoying the show. Then Dabi starts fingering your clit, pulling all these delicious moans out of you. 

At first you try to keep them in, for your own pride but also for Hawks’ sake. But once you realize what they do to him, you may let a couple more moans slip than necessary.

Dabi, ever the sadist, tells Hawks he can have you, if he just admits he wants you. The panicked look on the hero’s face tells you he wouldn’t just admit it by himself.

So you tell him: “it’s okay, it’s not your fault, I’m sorry”. Because you are, sorry for so much more than he realizes in that moment. But it is all Hawks needed to let go.

He admits he thinks you’re beautiful, sweet and funny, but since you work at the same agency he tried to be professional. But he wants you.

So Dabi gives him what he wants.

He pushes you back onto Hawks, telling you to take his cock out. 

Dabi fucks you roughly as he makes you suck hawks off, the hand in your hair dictating your pace. 

Hawks will only get what Dabi grants him, bobbing your head up and down in slow, torterous motions. 

Eventually Hawks comes, his wings shooting out. They tremble with his effort to keep them down, keeping some semblance of pride.

Dabi pulls you back up against his chest so you can admire the view.

Dabi’s thrusts slow to a lazy, shallow pace. 

“You’re welcome.” He growls into your ear.

“Was it all you hoped it would be?”

Oof! well, that is the (super) rough draft. I’m currently molding it into a proper fic, already at a 10K wordcount, and no where near done! Chapter 1 is now up on AO3~

Hope my friend will enjoy the fic once it’s finished haha! Fingers crossed, let me know what you thought ;)

Yours truly,

-D.

[empress-simps]

Hi I saw your post about haikyuu and you taking request, can I request an angst to fluff poly with kuroo and kenma, where kuroo and reader are dating and kenma really like reader so he confess then there's fluff,,,,, if you're not comfortable that's ok, thank you tho!

Ack im so excited for this- THANKS FOR REQUESTING! This is also my first ever poly fic and it might be a pretty long one since I kinda got carried away oop- I hope this is what you had in mind!👉👈

Idiot

Kenma x Gn!Reader x Kuroo (Poly)

Warnings: Angst with a fluff at the end to make up for it

Synopsis: Kenma tried to hide his feelings as he saw the two people he cares about is dating one another, but his pent up feelings made itself known.

"Tetsuroo!"

Kenma heard your voice echoing through the gym, he was just about to warm up as he puts his switch in his bag when he felt your presence.

"How many times have I told you to take a break!? You're sick!" You scolded their Captain, already changed from your uniformq into the Nekoma Volleyball Club's tracksuit as you pulled him by the ear.

"Im fine! I can totally play! Kenma tell Y/n!" He shouted for his friend, desperately trying to participate in the club activities.

Kenma couldn't really focus on what his friend was saying as his eyes were transfixed to you, taking in your features and just basking in your presence. All he managed to muster up is a nod and hum.

You sighed, shaking your head "Go home. Don't drag Kenma in this. I want you to rest, the sooner you get better the sooner you can play volleyball. Understand?" You spoke, voice laced with authority as you being their manager kicked in.

"Ughh, im so jealouuus! I want someone to care for me like that too!" Yamamoto sighed as they all looked at yours and kuroo's bantering frame. "Seeing how sweet they are makes me wanna throw up." He added as they saw their captain trying to woo you into making him play.

"Then who's gonna take you home? Just come with me-" Kuroo persisted but you just merely cut him off. "No. I'm not here just as your s/o but also the manager for the team. I need to perform my managerial duties as well as check up on them too, you know. I'll just go home with Kenma." You said, still not backing down. The entire Nekoma team still watching you both. Kuroo let out a huff and raised his hands. "Fine fine.. you win.." he grumbles as he grabs his bag.

You shot him a cute smile and waved as he left the gymnasium, "Love you tooo!" Once you made sure he already left, you turned towards what was left of the Nekoma Team.

"Now, have you all finished doing your warm- ups?"

Volleyball practice has come to an end as you found yourself walking alongside Kenma who was busy playing a game. The sound effects of the game fills the deafening silence between you two.

You glanced over him, taking in his features while he was completely unaware. Too focused in his game to even care about his surroundings, you sometimes even have to pull him when he was getting dangerously close to the lamp post or was about to trip over something.

Unbeknowst to you, Kenma was far from being focused. His mind was in shambles, thoughts darting back and forth in his head making him loose focus and actually getting defeated in the game. He tried his best to calm his nerves by gripping on his nintendo switch as he weighed the pros and cons if he was going to confess to you right now.

"Uh.. Y/n".

He called out softly, his eyes widened slightly. He was not meant to say that out loud. You stopped humming as you turned to your side "What is it Kenma?"

Kenma's eyes darting back and forth at his surroundings, trying to find the words to say as his voice got caught in his throat. You looked at him more closely, leaning to observe his features. "Kenma.. are you okay?" You said worriedly, putting a hand on the underside of his jaw to check the temperature.

Before Kenma could even stop himself, those words that he wants to tell you throughout the years you've known each other made it's way out of his mouth.

"I like you a lot."

It was like time has stopped, your hands went stiff as your eyes widened, you tried to play off your iitial shock with a laugh "Kenma, you wouldn't have stuck by me and tetsu's side if you didn't like us." You teased, trying to ease the akward tension between you.

"No, I love you."

At this point, Kenma wants to bash his head against a concrete wall. Since when did he ever got the balls to be bold?

Your hand found its way to your sides as your mouth opened and closed, trying to find the words to say, meanwhile he just stared at the luminescent light his game was giving off.

"Kenma..."

You started, unsure of what to say to the setter "I-i didn't know you felt that way.." You said softly, the feelings you had for him that is tucked away slowly resurfacing.

"It's fine.. You're dating Kuroo anyways.. I just.. felt the need to get it out of my chest." He waved it off, trying to act indifferent about it but what you didn't know was his heart was shattering as the uncomfortable silence grew between you both..

You took in a sharp breath as you stared up at the sky, trying to find the word to say between the setter and you. "Does Kuroo know about this?" You asked him, still looking up and avoiding his gaze.

You can't fall for him again, you already have the most caring and amazing boyfriend that happens to be his bestfriend.

"No. I don't know what will happen if I ever told him.." His voice growing softer by second, you finally grabbed his shoulders and looked at him.

"Kenma.. I don't want things changing between us, you already know im dating Kuroo and.. you're a great friend. I love you to bits okay?"

Kenma looked down as he tried to hide his tears, the words displayed on the device mocking him.

Defeat.

You sat in your bed, on the phone with Kuroo.

"Kenma.. He said something to me earlier." You started as you heard the shuffling of sheets from the other line. "And that is?" He asked a bit intrigued.

"He said he liked me." You dropped the bomb on the unsuspecting Kuroo, the line went silent for a few seconds before he spoke up. "You told me you liked him right?"

You looked down as you fiddled with the hem of your shirt, "Yes." . Kuroo asked again, "Do you still have feelings for him?" You sighed "Tetsuroo.. I'm dating you now-"

"Just answer me."

The three of you grew up in the same neighbourhood, you became bestfriends with both and initially fell for Kenma. You didn't plan to tell anyone but Kuroo found out and pratically forced you to spill. A few years later you began dating Kuroo, him confessing and you accepting it. You thought your feelings for Kenma were long gone but here you are, back to square one.

"I thought I got over it.. but it resurfaced.." You mumbled, tearing up and hoping that a fight wouldn't ensue.

Kuroo sighed, "Okay."

You looked at your phone then pressed it up again on your ear. "Okay what?" Your voice laced with a little bit of panic.

"Okay."

"What do you mean okay Kuroo Tetsuroo!?" You asked him frantically, afraid he was going to end it with you over the phone.

"I just need time to think." He said as the line went dead. You dropped your phone beside your bed as you let a few tears fall.

The next few days had been rough, Kuroo wouldn't answer your calls and avoided you as you have been trying to avoid Kenma who is in the same class as you.

"Still not okay Y/n-chan?" Yaku walked alongside you as he checked over you. You sighed as you shook your head, eyes puffy from crying sessions you partake in the evening

"Kuroo didn't broke up with you over the phone did he? I'll wrangle hi-"

"I didn't, no reason to beat me up." The voice you know all too well spoked up as your posture stiffened, not looking back.

You felt him grab your wrist and lead you outside "Let's talk." Your breath hitched as you saw Kenma outside, by the looks of it, he was waiting for you and kuroo to show up.

"Now that we're all here, let's make things clear." Kuroo started, "Kenma and I have talked about it. Don't worry, we didn't fight or somethibg like that." He chuckled

"Since you both like us we came up with a solution.." Kenma said softly, eyes still not meeting yours. You kinda felt guilty for avoidibg him.

"Why don't you date both of us?" Kuroo asked, his hands finding it's way to Kenma's which definetly didn't go unnoticed by you.

"Do you guys like each other..?" You asked, still looking at their intertwined hands. "Yea, we talked about it and realized our feelings." Kuroo said as he held your haid and waited for a reaction.

You smiled and squeezed his hand "Good. I don't think I can date you both knowing you'll probably compete over my gorgeus self."

Kuroo laughed while Kenma has a small smile on his face "Kenma.. I'm sorry for ignoring you for the past days..please forgive me?" You asked, taking his hands to yours. What you didn't expect was a light kiss on the cheek, "I think you know the answer."

"Oya? What about me?" Kuroo pouted, asking for a kiss, Kenma complied but you just ran away, laughter echoing in the now empty halls.

"Y/n my kisseeeees!" Kuroo yelled after you, as you relentlessly teased him while running.

Kenma looked at his boyfriend and s/o while sighing, a small smile plastered on his face. What a bunch of idiots.

His idiots.

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Save Me

Pairing: Detective David Loki x Reader

Summary: You and David have been together for a few months now. You knew his job was exhausting and obscure, but lately he had been spending less time with you and being more distant, until something he wasn't expecting happens...

Genre: Angst, fluff

Warnings: Kidnapping, violence, lots of swearing, children kidnap (since it's based on the movie)

Word Count: 4,1k

A/N: This one is dark!!! I'm so happy for finally writing a fic about Detective Loki, my sweet and handsome savior <33 I personally think that this piece is really cute and romantic, yet terrifying... Sooo, I hope you enjoy it! ^-^

You had no idea of what was happening... You didn't know why the love of your life has been so distant lately, and acting so weird every time he was around you... Had you done something wrong? Didn't he love you anymore??, you asked the same torturing questions to yourself every day, non-stop.

You were currently drinking a hot cup of cappuccino under five, comfortable, warm blankets while watching your favorite series, since it was really cold outside and you were by yourself. It was the middle of winter, so whenever you looked outside the window, all you could see was bright, comforting and gorgeous shades of white of sweet snow. Winter used to comfort you in a way no other season did: on those freezing days, you were able to spend all day in bed with David, warming each other's bodies in your tight embraces, and making love until you started feeling so hot that it seemed like summer had already arrived. But this time, you didn't feel any of that: you painfully missed your boyfriend. You missed your moments together, the sweet, yet rare laughs that managed to come out of his well-defined lips, knowing you were the only one that could achieve them... and that's why you were so special to him, because you were the only woman and person in this world who was able to make him feel truly happy, loved and accepted. Before you started dating, he was so worried that you would leave him sooner than later, or that anything bad would happen to you if he let you enter in his life so deeply... and he was also terrified of falling in love with you, because then it would too late for him to turn back.

It was already 1 am, and you had no messages, calls or even a sign that he was still alive.This was pure torture. You were trying to hold your tears back so hard, not wanting to feel weak once you let them fall, but it was inevitable for carrying so much suffering and not letting even a gasp out of your lonely and unloved body... at least that's how you felt. When you were about to turn off the lights to get ready to sleep, so you could refresh your mind and relax a little bit, you suddenly heard your front door being calmly knocked. It was strange since David would always use his keys to enter your house, but you had been missing him way too much to think properly, so without thinking twice, you got out of bed and ran as quickly as you could to open the door for him... or at least that's what you wished.

"David!" you instantly called your lover's name, not having time to react once you realized it wasn't him.

"Sorry honey, David is not coming soon." with a maniac grin planted on his creepy face. That was all the stranger said before you felt a strong knock on your head, making you instantly fall unconscious.

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A few hours passed when you were finally able to open your eyes. Your entire body was sore and shaking from the freezing weather, and you could feel your own blood dripping down your forehead where the agressor had beaten you; your arms and legs were tightly tied with some cheap rope, and the only thing you were sure about was that you were inside someone else’s house.

"Where the fuck am I?! GET ME OUT OF HERE NOW!" you screamed as loud as you could, hoping that someone would check up on you, so you could at least recognize the person who abducted you. You then heard excited whispers from a man saying: "She's awake!!", and you couldn't help yourself, but to feel disgusted and utterly scared of what could happen...

"Well, well, the sleeping beauty has already come to her senses!" an old woman entered the barely lit room you were currently being kept hostage, and you didn't hesitate to express your confusion.

"What the... who are you? Where the hell is your ass-hatted companion?" you blantantly asked, referring to the man who you saw previously at your front door. Out of the sudden, you felt a hard slap on your face, leaving a red mark behind.

"Fuck you, you crazy bitch!" you screamed at her, feeling a burning and painful sensation on your left cheek, spreading slowly all over your face.

"Watch your mouth, girl! Only because you're detective's whore doesn't mean you can say whatever you want! Here and now you will respect and obey me, until your sweet, handsome boyfriend comes find you. Then, I'll torture and kill him right in front of you... I mean, that is if he notices your absence at all." she started to laugh exaggeratedly at your face, her words hurting and cutting deeper than a sharpened kitchen knife. You turned your face away from the crazy lady, trying to cover your suffering and heavy tears from her... but it was useless.

"Aww, did I hit a soft spot, honey?" she pretended to be worried about you, moving closer to you and hunching over next to you, making you find the perfect opportunity to spit right onto her maniacal face. "Ughh, you fucking bi-"

"Wait!" the stranger who seemed to be the one who abducted you, interrupted her. You both looked at him confused, not understanding why he stopped her from beating you.

"Let me do it. I want to beat that fuck-head's girlfriend." the abductor approached you slowly, rolling up his sleeves excitedly before you felt the first punch of many on that night.

"Good job, boy. Entertain yourself while the detective wastes his precious time looking for that bitch instead of the kids." the psychotic woman said, casually, like what she just said wasn't an devilish plan at all. She must be so used to do this... poor children... if only I could save them like David does..., you devastatingly thought to yourself.

"How can you hurt the poor childrens who are so innocent compared to your disturbed mind?! How can you get pleasure out of it, you sick BASTARD?!!" you screamed with all the strenght you had in your throat and lungs. Oh, how you wished to kill those two pieces of trash with your own hands...

"You don't understand..." the man tried to excuse himself from the horrifying crimes he enjoyed so much to commit.

"OF COURSE I DON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND, AND I NEVER WILL!! THEY ARE JUST CHILDREN, FOR FUCK SAKE!!" your lungs were burning by now, and your stinging tears were uncontrollably running down your beaten and sore bruised cheeks.

"Let her spill all that anger out of her chest, honey. We don't want her to get exhausted already." she smirked wickedly at you. "She will be our guest for a long time..."

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Two days had passed, and you were still in that dark, small torture room that was once just a casual room. They barely fed you and offered you water to drink, causing your lips and mouth to be tremendously dry. Your face was covered in bruises and cuts, some deeper than others, yet they all bled and hurt like hell. You had lost track of how much time had passed that night. All you knew, was that you were suddenly awaken by a strong, yellow light and some little girl's deafening screams and pleading cries.

"Please, let me go!!" the poor young girl pleaded, yet no pleads of her were enough to stop the devil himself, also known as the owner of the house you were currently on.

"I brought you company!" she then carelessly pushed the little girl to the rigid ground. "Seems like your boyfriend is getting suspicious, so while I distract him, you two will remain shut before I kill you all. He’ll be the first one to go, surely." she smiled once again, before closing the door harshly. David is here?

The innocent girl cried harder when she heard the door being closed roughly, and since you didn't want anything bad to happen to both of you or to your boyfriend, you did your best to calm her down.

"It's ok sweetheart, I'm here with you now, you don't have to feel alone anymore. I promise I won't let anything bad to happen to you from now on, ok?" you sounded like your boyfriend and that thought made you smile weakly for an instant. The girl was still absurdly scared, all her trust and hope in human kind being completely destroyed by the terror she had been through at such a young age, which was totally understandable. She stepped back away from you when you tried to reach for her small and fragile hand, since you had managed to get your hands free by patiently untying the tight ropes like David had taught you. It was a technique you used in emergency situations, and this was one of them. He always prepared you for the worse, teaching you everything he had learned, so you could save yourself when he's not capable and things like this would eventually happen. You immediately withdrew your hand by instinct, but you weren't one to give up so easily.

"Can you... can you tell me your name..?" come one Y/n, you can do better than this. "I'm very hurt too... you see? So my only intention here is to get both of us out of here... she is a very bad woman, but I am not. You know, I'm detective's girlfriend who is looking for you since... the beginning. And your father is helping him! They are our saviors, so they will rescue us from this ugly place very soon." you kindly explained to her, trying to give her some faith and remind her of her family... remind her that this wasn't her reality. The world out there, united with her family and friends, is where she truly belongs. She looked at you intensely, and you could finally see some light of hope in those big, gorgeous eyes. Once again, you remembered your stunning lover and the loving stares he would give you all the time, the ones that never failed to give you goosebumps all over your skin.

"Is... is my father looking for me..?" she finally spoke to you. If you didn't know it was coming from her, you could swear that her voice belonged to an angel because of its sweetness and innocence. You almost let heartbreaking tears escape your tired eyes... but you had to remain strong for her.

"Of course, darling. He loves you so, so much, and he would never forget or give up on you." for the thousandth time, you remembered your sweet and lovely boyfriend again, and on how you deeply craved to hear those reassuring words come out of his mouth, instead. A moment of silence was installed for a few seconds, before she decided that trusting you should be probably the best, yet the only option available.

"I'm... I'm Anna by the way..." she whispered shyly, or should I say still afraid and suspicious. You then offered her the most gentle smile you could give in response.

"You have such a beautiful name, Anna. I'm Y/n, and I'm so glad to meet you. Of course I would prefer to meet you in any other circumstances, but..." you needed to change the subject urgently: she was just a child, so she wouldn't get your sarcastic comment like others would. "What about we all get a delicious ice-cream once we get back home, huh? You, your family, me and... my... boyfriend." you hesitate a little bit, still hurt because of your boyfriend’s behavior in the last few weeks. Why was he taking so long to save us?

"Yummy, ice-cream!" she said excitedly, yet you could notice how tired she still was.

Tired of waiting, you finally decided to use the technique you had learned that previously had helped your hand's blood flow properly in your veins, by successfully untying the ropes out of her sore wrists. The poor kid's hands must be so badly hurt as well...

"Come here, sweetie." you untied the old ropes that were restraining your leg's movements in case someone came in unexpectadly, that way you could defend you both. You then helped her by untying her own ropes and when you did, you suddenly heard a gun shot.

Anna started to scream while covering her ears, and you instinctively pulled her near you to protect her from the horrors outside. Out of nowhere, the door was abruptly opened and the old lady came up being extremely stressed. Your first instinct was thinking that Loki had been shot by her, so all your courage and hope had vanished in a single second.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!!!" you shouted at her and ran in her direction to beat her up as hard as you could without fearing the consequences, when suddenly you felt a hard sting in your arm: she pricked you with a needle that contained a drug that causes a person to have a heart attack in the next few hours or even minutes, if they aren't correctly treated urgently.

"Goddammit!" you then felt extremely dizzy and fell to the ground. The last thing you saw before falling unconscious, was David entering the room and putting the evil woman on the ground, trying to arrest her with any gentle manners, before she managed to pull a gun from her pocket and shoot herself, and Anna's screams for your name... however, you were too nauseaus to distinguish if all of that was really happening, or if it was just a hopeful hallucination of yours.

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"Y/N!! Please baby, don't you dare to die on me... please wake up... FUCK!" David was starting to be quickly consumed by pure despair, shaking you to no end, hoping you would open your eyes in his arms and return to him, safe and sound: he had finally found you and Anna after spending the worst week of his life, but even then he still couldn't feel utterly relieved. He then grabbed the two of you carefully, and drove you to the nearest hospital.

"Please Y/n, stay with me, do you hear me?! I will not let you leave me that easily... please honey..." he was talking more to himself since you couldn't respond, and his distressed tears were difficulting his vision and eventually his driving, which wasn't a good thing at all.

"Don't worry detective, she will be fine... your girlfriend is a really strong woman." the young girl tried to calm the desperate and protective boyfriend, just like you did with her a few minutes ago, and he couldn't help but feel so proud of you, yet guilty for being so focused on work lately, instead of giving you the attention you so dearly deserved from him...

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Hours passed and you were still in the hospital, unconscious. Loki didn't know what to do to himself... he wanted to punch himself so hard for letting this happen to you. And if there was a possibility that you could switch roles, you would have been awake a long time ago.

This was his worst nightmare, to let his work interfere with your relationship in the worst way possible. He didn't want to leave your side for anything: even with the doctors insistence, he threatened to arrest them all if they didn't let him be with you until you woke up, and believe me when I say he was pretty convincing. His strong, tattooed arms were supporting his heavy, anxious and furious mind on top of his legs, they had been shaking for hours now, non-stop. He felt so, so guilty, and he didn't think he could ever forgive himself for almost losing the love of his life because of his negligence... and, on top of that, knowing that he was so distant and careless with you in your probable last days. Out of nowhere, he heard a muffled sound of pain, making him instantly look up at you and ran to your side. His heartbeat increased at a speed which he didn't think it was even possible for a single human being to handle without having a stroke right then and there.

"Honey..?" he called for you, his eyes inevitably watering for the hundredth time that night. You never saw him crying before, so it surprised you to see his eyes glistening. You struggled to keep your eyes opened, because of the strong light that illuminated your hospital room, but when your vision finally adjusted itself and you looked at him for the first time in the last few days, it was like you were seeing God himself.

"Is this heaven..?" you asked confused, making him laugh softly. Only you could rip a smile from him in such a bad situation like this one.

"No honey, this is pure reality. You are at the hospital, but I'm here with you now." he firmly grabbed your fragile and bruised hands into his much bigger ones, and looked at you like you were about to get married.

"Are you... crying?" you asked, feeling worried when you noticed, once again, his eyes being much brighter because of the fresh tears that wanted so badly to come out. He immediately wiped them away with the back of his hand, making you laugh. Your man never liked to show his emotions to anyone, not even to you. Well, at least he tried his best not to show them to you.

"Just got uh.. something inside my eye..." he tried to find a valid excuse, but since you knew him too well, he ended up giving up. He then offered you the most reassuring smile at you, only for you to gladly return it. However, his smile didn't last too long once he realized the severity of your state, it started disappearing slowly while his hands grabbed yours even harder this time, his eyes never leaving yours while analyzing your face so carefully.

"Oh God... what did I do to you..." this time, he wasn't able to contain himself, yet he didn't care anymore to show you how hurt he really was. It was too much guilt for just one man to carry on his shoulders and heart, no matter how strong he was.

"Don't." you immediately exclaimed and he looked at you curiously. "What happened was not your fault, do you understand me? It could happen to anyone."

"No! " he exclaimed. "If I was there with you instead of wear out my mind with this fucking case..."

"Baby, stop. It's your job and you saved that innocent girl. If it weren’t for you, she could have been dead by now." your tone was serious, and he understood that you were the only thing trying to make him not be so hard on himself.

"But..."

"No "but's", David. You are our savior. And I couldn't be prouder of you..." you smiled at him, yet he didn't return it. An intense exchange of emotional glares, and a thoughtful, tense silence was planted for a few, long seconds.

"If... if we weren't together, nothing would have happened to you... I prefer to know that you're safe and healthy with another man, than..." he didn't have sure on what he was saying, it was too much to process... but there was one thing he was sure of: he wouldn't allow anything bad happen to you from then on.

"Don't you dare saying that again, David Loki. You are the man who I love with my whole being, more than anything, and I would give my own life to save you if it was the case. And I don't care how many times I have to be abducted to prove how much I want to be with you for the rest of my life." you never spoke so seriously in your life, and you genuinely meant every word you just said. You just couldn't live without him anymore.

"What the hell did I do to deserve you..?" he carefully approached you, giving you a slow, yet most passionate kiss you had shared in a long time, while soflty grabbing your head between his cold hands. His lips were dry, yet tasted like sweet honey, like they always did.

"Detective Loki- oh, I'm so sorry!" Anna's mother entered the room, feeling ashamed for interrupting your romantic moment.

"No problem, Miss Dover. Do you need something from me?" he seriously asked, getting immediately into the hardworking Detective Loki character.

"Actually, I wanted to thank you for all you did to-"

"Y/n!!" Anna ran towards you as soon as her eyes landed on your weak body. She hugged you carefully, so she wouldn't hurt you, and you instantly felt you heart melting inside your chest.

"Heyy Anna! I'm so happy to see again, my bravest girl!" she offered you a toothy grin, and you were mesmerized by the change of energy that you only knew from her back in that horror house. Both of her mother and your charming boyfriend looked at your and the girl's interaction, not expecting for you to become so close to each other.

"Can we go eat an ice-cream now, like you promised?? I'm so hungry!" she asked excitedly, her eyes filled of hope and joyful.

"She needs to rest, sweetie. Maybe another time. Anyway, thank you so much, detective, for finding my daughter." he nodded to her and then she looked at you with a kind smile in her face. "And thank you for protecting my daughter from those monsters, Y/n. I'll be eternally grateful for the two of you. I hope you get better soon." she thanked the two of you, before leaving the room with her daughter, to give you two some privacy.

"Bye Y/n!" the girl happily said goodbye to you.

"Bye sweetheart, see you soon!" you responded back, seeing her leaving the room right after her mom.

"She really likes you." your boyfriend said to you, wanting to make you feel better since he knew how overwhelming you felt everytime someone thanked you.

"Yeah, I guess..." you laughed. "She kept me company in there, you know? We helped each other so we didn't feel so lonely anymore..." you looked at your fingers while shyly playing with them, hoping that he would understand your attempts of silently saying how hurt you were. You then felt him coming in your direction and sitting right beside you.

"Sweetheart... I'm so, so sorry for letting you feel like you were alone... I was so stressed about work, and I didn't want to discharge everything on you..." he truly seemed regretful of his actions, so of course you would forgive him since he was such a honest man. But you needed to let him know how hurt you felt by his lack of attention and affection with you. "I love you so much, honey... I... I can't imagine my life without you anymore. I would be so lost..." his voice sounded extremely weak at his final words, since he tried to hold back his cry once again.

"I love you too, baby. So, so much..." you caressed his barely shaved cheek and kissed him softly on the lips. When you broke the kiss so you could stare at him properly, you hugely smiled at him out of nowhere.

"What?" he smiled back.

"Nothing. I was just thinking that maybe..."

"Maybe what?" he seemed really curious about what you were about to say. You continued to look at him while bitting your lower lip softly, wanting to see and memorize his reaction by what you were about to suggest.

"Maybe... we could have a baby of our own?" you calmly and very carefully said, not wanting to scare him away. His reaction was expressless, which scared you a little bit.

"Babe, I don't know... what if... what if something happens to our child?" he already started to worry and get stressed.

"You will never live your life if you keep thinking about the worst, on what could happen or not. Think more about you and your happiness... think more about us. With a baby in our arms." this time, his smile expanded until a big toothy grin was revealed on his gorgeous face.

"You're absolutely right. We definitely should have our own princess." he lovely glared at you, kissing your hands with the most gentle kiss he could afford.

"Or prince... Who knows."

[samstrugglingwithlife]

Pushing Him Out Of The Way And Getting Hit By A Volleyball

Genre: Fluff

Characters: Kuroo, Tsukishima, Iwaizumi, Osamu

Warning: Lots of swearing in Osamu’s part. Also head injuries???

A/n: I think this is the longest piece of work I’ve written so far. It’s like 2k something words. I hope you like it! I tried to keep it general reader but may or may not have made reader female in Iwaizumi’s part. Enjoy!

KUROO

You joined the boys at the summer training camp as a temporary manager. Your boyfriend was super grateful because Yamamoto would finally stop whining about not having a manager he could show off to Karasuno. And you being with him all week was a bonus.

It was a match between Fukurodani and Shinzen High. Nekoma had just won their nth game against Karasuno, so Kuroo and a bunch of other teammates were observing the game between the Owls and the other team.

You were hanging out with Karasuno's managers, sparing occasional glances towards your boyfriend. Kuroo kept looking at you too, smiling fondly and wriggling his eyebrows at you, making you laugh.

Bokuto spiked the ball with all his might, it deflected off the blockers' arms and flew full speed towards your boyfriend who was currently looking at the data that Shibayama had graciously gathered. Everything was in slow motion as your feet moved by themself until you were pushing your boyfriend aside with all the force you could muster. 

Kuroo stumbled backwards, almost falling on his ass. The ball hit you on the head with a loud resounding smack, everyone gasped as you fell to the floor. "Y/n!" Kuroo called out in a panicked voice as he rushed to your side and helped you sit up.

"Are you okay? Can you hear me? Do you know who I am? Where are we? What is the date?!" You groaned, "Ughh, Tetsu quiet please, my brain feels like it's rearranged..."

Kuroo sighed in relief. Bokuto also came running and crouched beside Kuroo who was holding you up, "Y/n-chan! I'm so sorry!" he apologised, his eyes almost brimming with tears. You waved your right hand, your left still clutching the side of your head, "It's okay, It's not your fault," you reassure him.

"Let's get you some ice, okay?" your boyfriend says, his voice laced with worry. He helps you up and supports your weight as he leads you to the infirmary with one of the coaches.  

Kuroo holds the icepack to the side of your head, you groan at the pain. He coos at you. "Why did you do that?" he asks softly. You shrug but wince, "Dunno. It just kinda happened. I didn't want you to get hurt," you smile at him. He removes the icepack and kisses the injury as tenderly as possible.

You grin, "Did I make your heart flutter?" he chuckles and pinches your cheek, "Absolutely, my knight in shining armour," he teases. You both smile at each other, most fondly.

Kuroo cups your cheek with his palm and leans forward, you both close your eyes as your lips connect in a sweet kiss. His lips moved against yours gently but passionately. He pulls back, running his thumb over your cheek in gentle circles. You look at him, brows scrunched and slightly pale.

"What's wrong?" he asks, face still close to yours. "I'm about to throw up..." you say, hands clamped over your mouth, your face almost turning green.

"Oh... OH HOLD ON!" he panicked. "BUCKET. LET ME GO GET A BUCKET!" "Bleeerrrgghhh!" "Y/N!!!!!"

TSUKISHIMA

Yo! Imagine Third Year Tsukki. OOfff! The flavour!

It was during practice, a bunch of first years were practising serves as Yamaguchi and Kageyama were supervising them.

Tsukishima was taking a small break, grabbing his water bottle and drinking from it. You approach him with his towel and gently dab the sweat from his face and neck. "Take it easy, babe," you say as you drape the towel over his neck. Tsukishima hmms in reply.

It became a routine for you to hang out at the volleyball gym and wait for your boyfriend on days where you didn't have your club activities. Today too, you were sitting on one of the benches with Yachi and Takeda Sensei; giving Tsukishima his towel or water every time he took a break.

The two of you were in your own little world when you hear one of the first years scream, "Senpai watch out!"

Apparently, a first-year had accidentally served the ball in the wrong direction, it was flying towards you and Tsukishima.

Without thinking, you nudge your boyfriend aside, the ball hits you smack dab in the middle of your forehead. You screw your eyes shut and place your hand on your throbbing forehead, "Owww..." you mumble. Even though it was not a strong serve, the ball still hit pretty hard, causing an angry red mark to appear on your forehead.

Tsukishima glares maliciously at the first year who yelps in surprise and quickly bows, "I'm so sorry!" he repeats over and over again, head still bowed. You roll your eyes and smack your boyfriend on his arm, "Kei! It was an accident!" you turn to the first year and smile, waving your hand in dismissal, "It's okay, just be more careful next time."

"You should still get it checked at the infirmary. See if you've got a concussion or not," Coach Ukai suggests. "I'll go with Y/n," Tsukishima says as he grabs your hand and takes you to the infirmary.

After the school nurse clears that you don't have a concussion and suggests that you rest a little while before going home, Tsukishima grabs your face in both his hands and examines the redness, "Are you an idiot?" he asks exasperated.

You pout and scrunch your nose, "And here I thought you would thank me for saving your face!" you hmph and cross your arms. Tsukishima smirks as he pinches both your cheeks and pulls, "My face? It would've hit my chest at most Y/n."

You smack his hands away and glare playfully at him, "Ungrateful asshole," you mutter. Tsukishima sighs and gently touches your forehead, "Does it hurt?" he asks solemnly. "A little," you reply, "Kiss it better?"

With a sigh, he leans forward and gently places his lips on your red forehead. Then he pushes you down on the bed, "Rest, I'll come get you after practice."

You nod as you lie down and close your eyes. "Promise me, you won't bully the first-years..." you say before your drift off to take a small nap. With a fond smile that you couldn't see Tsukishima says, "I won't... not too much."

True to his word, Tsukishima didn't terrorise the first years. Well, he didn't bully them as much as he wanted to. At least, he held back because he promised you.

IWAIZUMI

No girls were allowed in the gym when the team was practising because of a certain you-know-who. No girls were allowed except for you. That was because you had zero interest in the pretty boy setter, Oikawa; you were only there for one and one man only, your absolutely amazing boyfriend, Iwaizumi. It helped that you were not annoying like the setter's fangirls and you also helped out as a temporary manager.

Just like all the other days, you enter the gym. Iwaizumi sees you and runs to you to greet you. "Hey, babe!" you greet as he holds your hand and smiles at you. 

Oikawa was currently practising his killer serve while the others were taking a break. He hit the ball hard, but somehow messed up the trajectory and hit it directly in his best friend's direction. "Shit! Iwa-chan!" 

You gasped and pushed Iwaizumi behind you, the ball hitting you right on your head. "Y/n!" Iwaizumi yells in alarm, "Are you okay?!!"

You blinked once, then twice, then turn your head towards your boyfriend, "I think I'm okay..."

Oikawa and the other teammates come running towards you, "Crap! Y/n-chan I am so sorry! Are you okay?! We should take you to the nurse."

Before Iwaizumi could yell and cuss at the setter, you spoke up, "You have to be careful Oikawa! What if you hit someone who couldn't take it? It's dangerous, have more care!"

Everyone, including your boyfriend, stares at you incredulously. "Y-y/n are you sure you're okay?" Iwaizumi asks confusedly. You nod, "Yeah! But who is that man in a black suit?" you say, pointing behind Oikawa. "What man?" "That man with the white face," you say, still pointing. "I don't see anyone-Y/N?!" suddenly you fall to the floor in a heap, passing out on the spot.

You wake up with a groan. "Ugh! Where am I?" you say as you sit up. "In the infirmary," you yelp when you hear your boyfriend's gruff voice. "Hajime! What happened?" you asked. Your boyfriend sighs as he sits next to you, "Oikawa spike-served the ball on your head," he answers. "Y/n-chan I am so freaking sorry!" you finally notice the other third years in the room. "Oh, hey guys!"

Hanamaki snickers, "No wonder you met the grim reaper." You look at your boyfriend in bewilderment. "You said you saw a man in a black suit before you passed out," he informs you. "Ohhhhh..." you didn't know what to say.

Soon after checking up on you, the others shuffled out of the infirmary, leaving you and your boyfriend with some privacy.

"So..." you begin but wince as he flicks your forehead. "Idiot!" he scolds, "What were you thinking! What if you got hurt even worse?!"

You pout, "I'm sorry! My body moved on its own! Besides, I couldn't watch you get hurt!" 

He sighs and runs his hand through his spiky hair, "It's better for me to get hit than you," you smile fondly. "Did that scare you?"

Iwaizumi blushes and looks away, "A little..." You coo at him and kiss his cheek, "I'll be more careful next time."

He gets up and helps you gather your bags, offering to walk you home. As you two make your way towards the gate, you see Oikawa waiting for you guys. He waves at you guys and Iwaizumi shows him the bird making you roll your eyes and elbow his side. "Should I ram his head against a wall?" "Don't be like that Hajime, I'm fine!"

OSAMU

Today was just an unlucky day for you. First, you almost slipped and fell face first in front of your entire class, then your hair almost caught on fire in the science lab. You were exhausted to the point where you started to drag your feet.

Osamu had offered to walk you home after practice, so there you were, sitting on one of the benches, watching the boys practice.

"Rough day?" your boyfriend asks as he sits down next to you, wiping his sweat. "Don't even ask 'Samu," you sigh. He furrows his brows in worry and gently pats your back. You guys watch the court, Atsumu practising his jump serve. 

"Oi! 'Samu!" he calls out to his brother. "Come practice spiking with me!" he yells. "No thanks," your boyfriend replies listlessly. Atsumu growls and fucking spikes the ball towards you guys. As if on instinct, you push Osamu aside. The ball hits you hard right on your face, and you fall back off the bench, hitting your head on the wooden floor.

"Y/n!" Osamu calls in alarm. You hear Atsumu mutter "Shit!" as he comes running to you, you look up, face blank. Osamu helps you sit up. Kita and Aran gather around you asking if you're okay.

Osamu grumpily stomps over to Atsumu, you hear another "Oh shit!"

The twins literally get into a fistfight! You're still on the floor, all but forgotten as you watch Osamu and Atsumu roll around on the floor pulling each others' hair. "Why did you hit Y/n!" "I said I was sorry!" "You fucking did not! You shit pig!" "Fucking bitch!" "Piss head!" "Fuck stain!" "Dick wad!"

While you're watching, confused out of your mind, you feel wetness trickle down your nose. Lifting your hand up to your nose, you touch it, the moment you pull back, you see blood staining your fingers.

"Y/n's bleeding!" someone exclaims. Suddenly, Osamu and Atsumu freeze in their spot. Osamu rushes to your side, grabbing his towel and holding the clean end to your nose.

Atsumu also rushes to your side, "Shit Y/n! I'm so fucking sorry!" he apologises. You wave your hand in dismissal, unable to speak as Osamu is holding the towel to your nose.

Later, when Osamu is walking you home, your nostril is stuffed with tissue. You're dragging your feet beside him. "Today has been a bitch..." you chuckle dryly. Osamu looks at you worried and hugs you to his chest. "Sorry 'bout today..." he mumbles. 

He pulls back and cups your face in his palms, he leans forward and kisses the bridge of your nose, his touch almost ghost-like. "Wanna go eat ramen with me?" he asks. Your face lights up as you nod frantically.

Osamu chuckles and gets on his knees, his back facing you, "Hop on," he says, "I'll carry you."

[jordanstrophe]

Be a Good Guest, 11

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CW: Held captive, parental possessive intimate creepy whumper, angry whumper, angst. Lots of it. Brief mention of disownment and you finally get to know who’s been at the end of the phone this entire time.

Gabriel worked diligently to scrub the piano with a stained rag soaked in wood polish. The TV was running in the background, Walter usually played some nature documentary or fun show, almost never touching the news. 

But Walter was cleaning his own room today, the door shut tight enough Gabriel felt it was okay to run the news if it was quiet enough. He used to hate the news, but now, it gave him a sense of reality, reminding him there was still a world going on outside the lonely dark cabin. 

“- And after one month of searching, police are starting to lose hope on the search for the missing man, Gabriel Allen, who disappeared on the 14th.”

Frozen dread washed through Gabriel’s veins as he froze, his heart jittering at the instant acceleration from adrenaline. He turned around to face the TV just in time to watch it flash into darkness with a crackle. 

As if he couldn’t get an even sicker feeling in his gut, a dark presence loomed behind him as he slowly turned his head.

Walter stood with his finger turning white while harshly stabbing the power button on the remote. His expression red with disgust, his eye twitched as they darted and locked onto Gabriel’s.

“Don’t ever play that again in my house. Do you understand?” His hissed, his voice low with solemn. 

“Y-... Yes sir.” Gabriel muttered, keeping his head bowed low with his eyes to the floor.

“Look at me, Gabriel!” His voice was raised only by a pitch, but it felt like he was being shouted at. Gabriel’s posture sank lower, slowly raising his eyes to meet his.

“Look me in the eyes when I’m speaking to you, son. Nothing good comes from those sources! I expect you to stay on the right channels from now on, or I’ll take it all away indefinitely. Got it?” He growled coldly.

“Yes sir. I understand.” Gabriel's voice shook as Walter let his eyes burn into his for longer then he needed to.

Walter tossed the remote away as it loudly banged against the table, causing Gabriel to flinch as if he had been struck. He quickly turned his attention back to the piano as he violently scrubbed it with his trembling hands.

Maybe... Maybe it wasn’t him. Maybe there was another Gabriel Allen kidnapped on the very same day and... And..

Why was he even lying to himself? Of course it was him! Someone was looking for him! But... They were losing hope... 

As if he himself didn’t already lose all hope long ago, knowing others had to was the last nail in his coffin. The final shot with the dart at freedom

His last chance.

He quickly blinked away his tears as he wiped his face with his sleeve. If he was caught crying now, it would only add fuel to Walter’s anger. 

The phone blasted out an obnoxious ring rattling against the wall.

“Ughh! What now?!” Walter shouted in the distance as he angrily ripped the phone off the wall.

“Who is this!? What do you want?”

“Malady! I-...I’m so sorry, I didn’t know it was you.”

“It’s nothing! It’s going fine, just a bothersome day is all.”

“You want to what now? Really? I mean... Of course! I would love to-” 

His voice trailed off as he quickly made his way into the other room out of earshot. It was frustrating to listen to his one sided conversation but... His tone. His tone was the same he used on the first call. It was soothing and sweet, calming and charming. 

Malady... Who was Malady? 

-

“Son!” Walter cheered, his mood had made a complete 180 as he frolicked into the living room.

“Oh! You’re never going to guess what’s happening! She’s coming! She’s finally coming!” He roughly grabbed Gabriel’s shoulders as he cringed from being shaken, but he was so relieved his mood had improved.

“Who? Who’s coming?” Gabriel asked.

“My sister, Malady! Oh she’s just amazing. You’re going to love her! She’s going to love you!” He cheered, dancing off to get the “good silverware”. The nice ones that get tucked away for years until you get that one special guest you want to impress.

“You.... You have a sister?” Asked Gabriel. He had never mentioned her before. Is she... Is she like him?

Insane?

Abusive?

Controlling?

Manipulative?

Shivers ran down his spine as he gulped, he couldn't handle two of them... Walter stopped as he slowly set down the shiny decorative plates. “I um... Well she’s not technica-... I mean she is and she isn-.. Bah! It’s complicated, she’s just my baby sister! I can’t wait for her to meet you.” He smiled. 

She wasn’t going to be there for another week, but Walter was already preparing the house, cleaning, polishing, reorganizing, re-reorganizing, then cleaning again... 

Walter wanted to make sure Gabriel looked perfect as well, bushing his hair every single morning and night, showing up with a warm soapy cloth to clean his face at random times...

-

Malady slowly hung up the phone, her face twisted with concern.

“Who was that?” David asked.

“That was Walter.” She cleared her throat, tightening the brace on her right arm.

“Your brother?!”

“My disowned brother... Yes.” She snapped as David raised his hands in submission.

“Well... How’s he doing?”

“He um... He has a son now.” She huffed with contempt.

“Oh...” David’s voice trailed off. “Isn’t that a problem? Didn’t he get arrested years ago for-”  “-I know! David, I know. But It’s been ten years, surly he’s fixed himself up by now. But just incase..” She murmured, brushing her hair back into a bun.

“I’m going to make sure he has.”

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[pedro-pascal-love]

The Ex

Chapter Six of Well, This is Awkward

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Rating: 18+, NSFW

Word Count: 3k+

Summary: An old flame reappears and some things start to come to light about Dave.

Warnings: Language, angst, *SMUT*, daddy kink, oral (male and female receiving), fingering, light choking, unprotected sex (WRAP IT UP), cheating/infidelity, abuse, violence, forced abortion/miscarriage, MAJOR TRAUMA

A/N: I’m putting a trigger warning for the second flashback. If you’d like to skip it you can, the end of the second flashback is the end of that scene.

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Ever since you and Dave had found out about Carol’s extramarital activities, you both had jumped headfirst into whatever it was that this was. You’d spent nearly every night in his bed with him once the girls were asleep, not to mention your shared activities throughout the day while the girls were away. The first night you’d spent in Dave’s bed with phenomenal, to say the least.

—FLASHBACK—

"I expect you to be naked and waiting,” Dave instructed sternly. You’d clenched your thighs together in anticipation as you nodded and made your way to his bedroom. Once there, you stripped all your clothes off and crawled up onto the bed and laid down, back against the headboard, and waited. You grew anxious at Dave took his sweet time coming in, so you began to touch yourself while you waited. You trailed your fingers down your torso and between your thighs, dipping them into your heat. You were slick with want for Dave, mixed with your combined juices from earlier. You began to pump your fingers into your soaked cunt and moaned out, leaning your head back against the wall.

“Now what do we have here?” you heard a voice, opening your eyes and smiling at Dave as you saw him with his pants already undone and his cock in his hand. “Did I say you could start playing with yourself?” You gulped, shaking your head no as you took your fingers out.

Busted.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” you innocently said as you crawled over to the foot of the bed to grasp his hard cock in your hand and lick it. Dave threw his head back as he felt your tongue lap on the underside of his cock. Groaning as you fully enveloped him in your mouth with a slurp.

“Oh fuck, baby girl, you keep that up, and you’ll be forgiven,” he managed to croak out as you worked your way up and down his length, taking his balls into your hand that wasn’t wrapped around his cock. You felt him stop you partway through and turn you around.

“Get on all fours for me, sweetheart,” Dave said as he parted your legs. “Yeah, just like that. That’s a good girl.” His praises went straight to your pussy, and you felt yourself leaking out onto the bed. Dave groaned as he watched a droplet of your juices drip out of you, and he took the opportunity to lunge forward and devour you. He uses two fingers to spread your lips apart so he can quickly flick his tongue against your clit while his other hand is on your ass, holding you steady. You whimper with want at the feel of his tongue against your clit and then move down to your folds.

“Oh fuck, Daddy, please,” you whine out, rocking back against his tongue as it dips into your folds. You hear Dave groan out at the taste of your combined juices from earlier in the evening, and he laps at you more. He flattens his tongue as he licks from your entrance to your clit and then takes your clit into his mouth and sucks. You have to bury your face into the bed to stifle your moans as he assaults your pussy like a man starved. You feel your legs start to quiver as you grow closer to the brink. Dave takes the opportunity to plunge three fingers straight into your cunt, and you feel him hit your g-spot. You explode with a loud moan of ecstasy, feeling your walls clench around his fingers and your cum drip out as he laps it all up.

“You taste so good, baby girl,” Dave praises as he turns you over onto your back and brings his lips to meet yours. You taste yourself on his lips and moan as your tongue battles him for dominance. You feel him slide into your drenched pussy and wrap your legs around his waist, keeping him right where you wanted him.

“Ohhh Dave,” you moaned out. You felt him grip your neck as he lightly squeezed.

“What was that?” he said, licking up the side of your neck and biting your earlobe. “What’d you call me?”

“Ughh, Daddy. I’m sorry. Daddy, please,” you begged in desperation as you felt Dave slide out of you slowly. Dave smirked against your skin as he bit down hard on your shoulder and slammed himself back into you with so much force that it made the headboard bang against the wall.

“So fucking tight and wet for me,” he said as he plowed himself into you with more enthusiasm. “Such a good girl, taking my cock so fucking well.” The more Dave praised you, the more soaked you got, and the more he pounded into you. You felt his thrusts start to get a little more off rhythm and suddenly felt him slam into you and shoot hot beads of his cum into your walls. This triggered your orgasm, and you felt yourself cry out as he covered your mouth with his in a passionate kiss.

“You’re not going to be sleeping tonight, baby girl,” Dave said as he started pumping into yet again, still hard as a rock.

Well, fuck me.

—END FLASHBACK—

The two weeks had been pure bliss, and you were not looking forward to Carol’s inevitable return in a few days. The girls had been pretty sullen since finding out their mother would be gone longer, and you could tell that it was taking a toll on them. Alice had even asked if you could stay and be their new mom two days ago since she doubted that Carol would come home.

“Does this happen often?” you’d asked Alice on your way to drop them off for school that morning.

“Yeah, last time she was gone for three weeks,” Alice said with a sigh as she looked out the window.

“Oh wow,” you breathed out in disbelief. You thought that Carol didn’t make a habit of doing this, but you were proven wrong. Now you understood more about Dave’s anger at Carol. You understood how much more work Dave had to fill the void that Carol left with their daughters. Your thoughts were further soured when you thought about how Carol had only hired you for her to go on vacation with her assistant.

Fucking bitch, you thought. You proceeded to drop off the girls and head to your apartment. You needed to water your plants and get more clothes. You hadn’t foreseen not going home for nearly a month and especially hadn’t expected Dave to rip early half your wardrobe that you’d brought over the first day. He’d told you to go out and buy more with the black card you’d gotten, but you said to him that you felt dirty using the money that Carol was giving you.

“Technically, I’m the one giving you the money,” he’d retorted back with a snort as he’d slid a finger into you three days ago in the living room while the girls were at school. Your heart raced, thinking back to that day and how hot it had been to have sex in the backyard where the neighbors could’ve seen and heard. You shook your head with a smile as you neared your apartment and made your way inside. You gathered up some more of your belongings, making sure to grab extra underwear before watering your orchids and succulents. Suddenly you heard a knock at the door. You grew uneasy because you weren’t expecting anyone, and your senses were swiftly on overdrive. You made your way to the door and looked through the peephole. Your unease grew as you saw a figure with their back turned to the door. You recognized that stance anywhere. Tom.

“Knock knock,” You heard him say. “I know you’re in there, baby.” Your throat grew tight with fear.

“Tom, what the fuck are you doing here?!” you managed to squeeze out, making sure to sound as tough as possible while nearly shaking on the other side of the door.

“I came back for you, babe. They let me out early on good behavior. Can you believe that?” Tom taunted. “Now, why don’t you be a good girl and open the door.” You looked at the locks and were relieved to see that they were indeed still secure, with the chain also locked in place. Tom knocked again, harder than before.

“Open the door right now,” he shouted, pounding his fist against it. You ran back to the kitchen and grabbed your phone, sending off a text to your friends Mel and Jesse.

You: Guys, Tom is here.

Mel: Where?!

You: Here outside my apartment! He said they let him out early for good behavior!

Your phone began to ring. Mel was calling you.

“Fuck dude, barricade the door and call 911,” she calmly said as you began to hyperventilate.

This was not happening.

“Listen to me! Call 911!” Mel shouted into the phone, and you nodded.

“Ok, I’m calling them right now. Can you please drive this way?” You asked, panicking as your hands shook, trying to unlock your phone.

“Yeah, I’m already on the way, and so is Jesse. Hang in there, sweetie,” Mel said as you ended the call. You quickly dialed 911 and waited.

“911, what’s your emergency?” the dispatcher said into the phone. You struggled to breathe. “Hello? Is anyone there?”

“…H...Hello. Um…My ex-boyfriend is outside my apartment trying to get in,” you managed to say, tears forming in your eyes.

“Ma’am, are you in a safe place? We can dispatch someone out momentarily,” she said. You nodded and then realized she couldn’t see you.

“Ye – yes, I’m hiding in my bedroom now,” you replied.

“Ok, good. Can you give me your address, please, and we’ll get a squad car out.” You rattled off your address to her, and she replied, saying that someone would be there in a few minutes.

“Please hurry,” you pleaded, as you could hear Tom pounding harder on the front door and him jiggle the knob. In your fear, you hit END on the call, and you looked at the door in horror, listening to any sign that he may have left.

“FUCKING BITCH!!!! OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!” Tom shouted again as the banging continued. You decided to shoot Dave a quick text to let him know why you weren’t back at the house yet.

You: Dave, please help me. My ex is at my apartment.

Dave: I’m on my way.

You gripped the phone tightly as you closed your eyes, and tears dripped out. You were sure that he’d be locked up for a long time after what happened. More tears streamed down your face as you recalled the events of that fateful night.

—FLASHBACK—

❗️TRIGGER WARNING❗

“You whore, what the fuck is wrong with you?!” Tom shouted as he grabbed your arm forcefully. You knew a bruise would be there tomorrow.

“I’m sorry, Tom. I’m sorry,” you pleaded, tears running down your face as he slapped you.

“Sorry, isn’t good enough, goddammit! I told you I wanted dinner ready as soon as I got home! Not fifteen minutes after. Not fucking thirty minutes after!” he yelled over you. You recoiled in fear as Tom cocked his fist back to hit you again. Instead, he threw you onto the ground and proceeded to kick you in the stomach.

“No, Tom! Please stop!” you begged, trying to protect your middle. He kicked you again, and you cried out.

“Shut the fuck up!” He yelled as he grabbed your hair and lifted your head.

“Please, Tom. Please stop. Don’t hurt the baby,” you implored. Tom stopped his actions and looked at you in anger.

“Are you fucking serious right now?!” he raged, rearing back as he slammed your head down onto the floor. “You got fucking knocked up, you whore!?” You cried even more as you watched him walk away from you and into the kitchen.

“Please, Tom. You’re drunk, baby. Please. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” You watched as Tom came back into the kitchen and your body froze in fear at the glistening blade in his hand.

“You fucking bitch. I’m going to cut that baby right out of you,” Tom said as he drew closer. You crawled backward away from him until your back hit the wall.

Oh god, please no.

You prayed as he crouched down in front of you, and you cowered in fear.

“I’m so sick of your shit. Why I put up with you all this time, I have no idea,” Tom said as he spat into your face and gripped your head. You thought to fight back, claw at his arms, at his face, anything. But you were paralyzed with fear. You watched in slow motion as Tom plunged the blade into your body. You watched as blood began to pool around it and seep into your shirt.

“No,” you managed to breathe out before you lost consciousness.

 You’d woken up at the hospital two weeks later, unsure of how you’d gotten there. You were convinced that Tom had killed you, but here you were. Connected to all these machines that beeped and whirred. You sat up in bed and winced as you felt a pain in your abdomen.

The baby!

You looked down at your bandaged middle and instantly knew. Tom had killed your baby and almost killed you. You’d been discharged two days after you woke into your sister’s care, and you felt like a shell of yourself. You’d almost died and had also lost your baby. The night Tom had tried to kill you, a neighbor had decided to call the cops, and they’d arrived shortly after Tom had stabbed you. Tom was convicted for one count of attempted manslaughter, one count of fetal homicide, six counts of domestic violence, one count of assault with a deadly weapon, and two counts of aggravated assault. All counts should have put him away for life, but the judge pitied Tom and had only given him ten years. Thankfully, you’d moved to a different city and even state and had put it all behind you.

—END FLASHBACK—

It turns out that Tom was resourceful and had found you. With tears streaming down your face at the painful memories, you looked down at your phone. Only three minutes had passed since you’d texted Dave and called the police, and there was no sign of either of them yet. You knew that it would take Dave about fifteen minutes to get from his house to your apartment, and you could only guess how long it would take the police. Tom’s constant banging on the door had you quaking, and you sent Dave another text.

You: Please hurry.

As soon as you hadn’t been right after dropping off the girls at school, Dave had checked your location on his phone. He saw that you were at your apartment and let out a sigh. Resnik had alerted him two days ago that Tom had left his home and was headed towards you. The bastard had been resourceful and pulled a piece of mail you’d sent your sister that had your address on it. Dave was angry, to say the least. Not only did he have to deal with Carol and her shit when she got home in a few days, but now he had to deal with your ex potentially being in town. Dave checked the cameras he’d planted in your apartment and clenched his jaw when he saw your ex was already in town—standing outside your apartment door.

“Fuck!” he shouted as he got up and opened the bottom drawer of his desk. He pulled out a Glock and its magazine, inserting the magazine into the base and cocking the pistol. He then grabbed the suppressor and attached it to the muzzle. He tucked it into the waistband on the back of his pants and made his way out the door, shooting the boys a quick text to meet him at your apartment, but stay hidden. As Dave made his way to your apartment, he got your text and seethed. Tom was trying to break in, and from the looks of the camera feed in your room, he was giving you quite a scare. Dave’s anger flared up as he watched the tears streaming down your face.

This bastard was going to pay.

Dave’s phone buzzed in his hand, and he glanced down at it.

Resnik: She called the cops a minute ago. They’re on the way.

Dave: Stay out of sight but keep an eye on things. I should beat the cops there.

Resnik: Roger that.

Dave pressed the gas pedal down, speeding up to get to you sooner. Luckily, when you’d texted him, he was already on his way, so he wasn’t far. Dave pulled into the apartment complex and saw Tom at your doorstep howling to let him in. Dave swiftly got out of his SUV and put his hand on the back of his pants, ready to grab his gun should he need to.

Thank god people are at work at this time of day.

I don’t have the patience to try and explain that one, Dave thought.

“Open this fucking door up, you stupid bitch!” Dave heard Tom yell as he kicked the door and jiggled the handle some more. Tom caught Dave’s movement out of the corner of his eye and looked over at Dave, sizing him up.

“What the fuck do you want?” Tom shouted, trying to make himself look intimidating.

“I want you to go,” Dave calmly said, his hand gripping the handle of the gun.

“Fuck you. Who do you think you are? Huh?” Tom yelled as he stepped towards Dave, pulling out a knife.

“That doesn’t concern you,” Dave said as he drew his gun and aimed it at Tom. At the sight of the pistol, Tom halted his steps, weighing his options.

Never bring a knife to a gunfight, Dave thought.

“Fuck this. Fuck you and this bitch,” Tom said as he spat towards Dave. “I’ll be back.” Tom began to walk backward, and Dave watched as he got into a car and drove off, fuming. Dave lowered the gun and walked over to your door, and knocked.

“Hello?” he said. He didn’t hear a sound from inside and opened up his phone to look at the feed. You were still cowering in your room. Dave decided to send you a text that he was outside and Tom was gone, and he watched through the phone screen as you read his text and buried your head in your knees and cried. Dave grabbed the spare key to your apartment and let himself in, making sure to lock the door behind him in case Tom decided to come back. He tucked his gun into the back of his pants again as he neared your room and heard your cries.

“Hey, it’s me. Dave,” he announced as he walked in. You looked up at him, eyes red and puffy, tears streaming down your face, and a little snot coming out of your left nostril. You cried harder as you got up and stumbled over to Dave, into his waiting arms as he shushed you and stroked your hair.

“Shhhh. He’s gone. I got rid of him,” he said into your hair, trying to calm you down. You held onto his shirt and cried some more. You slipped your arms around him and held onto him, and he breathed in your scent, not wanting to let go. Dave continued to stroke your hair as you began to calm down, and your arms slipped from the middle of his back to the bottom and came in contact with the butt of the gun. You both froze as you looked up at him, fear evident in your eyes.

Fuck, Dave thought.

“Dave,” you slowly said as you let go of him and took a step back. “Why do you have a gun?” There was a pregnant pause before you spoke again.

“And how did you get into my apartment?

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[min-arya]

Change of Mind

Pairing: jimin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Note: this was my very first work last November 2020. I tried to give it an ending but, I genuinely cannot think of a good ending for this story. it sucks but whatever. pls send me your ideas aaa i would love to read them. thank you for supporting me!! i adore y'all! :) <3

You hate children.

Everyone who knows you knows that. They really can’t convince you to pick up their baby, or coo at them. They didn’t even try to hide the disappointment in their eyes when they saw you roll your eyes when their children copy you. They keep pestering you about how you hate children when one day you’re going to have one. The thought made you smirk, as if. It’s easy to say that you won’t have one because you don’t have time as a single busy woman. And also, they’re pretty loud and dumb. They’re always so dependent; can’t do things on their own.

“I think you’re being too hard,” your brother, Namjoon, said. He was a married man for 4 years now. You can see the dark bags in his eyes as he looked at you in concern. You rolled your eyes as you already know where this is going. “They’re just kids,” he added.

“We’ve had this conversation for a long time, can’t we drop it already?” you said a little loud out of frustration. Namjoon shushed you, scared to wake up his cranky daughter. By the way, you were at their house because it was your pregnant sister-in-law’s birthday. They invited you this morning, and you decided to drop by for a little greetings and told her that your gift will be a little late, which she didn’t mind. “ughh! It’s getting late. I’m going home.” You said irritatedly.

“Okay, so you see, I have a very important meeting tomorrow,” he began. You know something was off, and you’re not going to like it because of the way he slowly and carefully stated his words. You don’t want to hear it, honestly. But you didn’t and can’t cut him off because first, it’s disrespectful; after all, he is the oldest, and second is that, he beat you to it. “I need you to attend the family day in Miyoung’s school.”

You were bewildered, maybe beyond that but, you were. He knows that you hate children, why would he do that? Is it because you’re the only one who is free on Fridays? That’s not even an acceptable excuse. You hated children! You expressed countless times of how irritating they are, how can your niece be any different? Is it because he raised her? You looked away for a second, not knowing what to say. You brought your gaze up, about to protest until you caught a glimpse of his tired pleading eyes, you had no choice but to comply. “Fine, but you owe me 50 dollars,” you agreed with a groan.

Namjoon smiled weakly, knowing his pregnant wife doesn’t have to stress herself up for this school activity and get all the rest she needs. “I’ll double it if Miyoung comes home with a smile.” He said, playing along with his sister’s antics. “By the way, it starts at 8:00am. Don’t be late.”

“Fine,” was all you said standing up to reach your bag. “I’ll be here tomorrow, 7:00am sharp. Thank you for the meal, Oppa. I’ll be going now.” You stated, from you professional voice to a surprisingly calm voice after the news of babysitting your niece.

Tomorrow is going to be a long, long day.

You finished your morning routine with a groan and a pep talk. This is only for today. This is only going to last a few hours. After that you’ll have the peace away from children. After that pep talk, you left your garage to go to your brother’s house to fetch your niece. You internally wished she’s not as annoying as any other kids her age.

You arrived 15 minutes later. Seeing how your niece is crying in front of a kneeling Namjoon made you realize that she hates this idea, too. She’s scared of you, that’s for sure. But, what can you do? Imagine your babysitter hates children. Damn.

“Why can’t you go instead, Daddy? She hates me, I know it!” your niece said as she started to sob louder, not stopping any sooner no matter how much your brother is trying to convince him.

“She doesn’t hate you, baby. She’s just jealous because she’s old and lonely.” He said as if he didn't know you'd already arrived. You scoffed loudly at that. It was almost funny. You…jealous of a kid? Pleaaaaase. “It’s only for today, Miyoungie. I promise I’ll make it up to you. We’ll get ice cream after this event is finished.” He ended, knowing his daughter is a weakling for ice cream.

“Fine.” She stubbornly said. Angrily stomping to the shotgun seat of your car.

Namjoon walked towards you with a paper bag in his hands. “Here’s her costume, by the way. I think the event ends at 3pm. It’s only 7:15, have you had your breakfast?” he rambled. Even though he was annoying most of the time in your childhood, he was, no doubt, caring.

“I’m fine. Has she had her breakfast or do I need to drive her to McDonald’s?” you smirked victoriously, proud at your comeback sass. It didn’t last long though after Namjoon playfully smacked your head with the word pabo leaving his mouth. “Anyway, we’ll be going now. Don’t worry, she’ll be safe.

Namjoon handed you the paper bag filled with clothes and lunch box for two before walking towards his daughter, kneeling to her height and hugging her. He whispered something to her tiny ear before she nodded. He wiped her tears away. He opened the door to the passenger’s seat of your car, making sure he fastened the seatbelt as he closed the door gently, not wanting to startle his daughter.

You went to the driver’s side to finally start the car. You badly want to end this day. You glanced at your niece who was sulking beside you. I mean, who could blame her tho? This was so unplanned. She already informed her dad about this last week. And now, he’s telling her that he won’t be able to attend so he needed you as a substitute guardian. Isn’t that a little heartbreaking? But, anyway, your niece just wants to get close to you.

“Are you ready to go, kiddo?” you asked in a surprisingly calm manner. You saw how she nodded cutely. So you reached for the clutch and got ready to go.

The silence between you was pleasant, it surprised you. Everything about today surprised you.

You feel the stares Miyoung was giving you. They weren’t out of hatred or adoration. It was out of curiosity. Maybe something about you fascinated the toddler’s tiny mind. ‘What did Daddy mean when he said that she is lonely? Is she sad? Is that really why she hates me? Is she going to eat me?’

“What is it?” you asked, growing frustrated by the curious glares she gave you. She looked away, and shrugged.

“Daddy said to not cause you any trouble. If I do, you’re going to eat me. Is that true, Aunty?” she said with a slightly shaky voice. So that’s how he raises his kids huh. “Please don’t eat me, Aunty.” She faced her body towards you with her hands clasped together, practically begging.

It was cute, no doubt. Is that what Namjoon whispered to this baby? You laughed at the thought. For the first time in, like, your whole life, a child has made you laugh. Your niece’s eyes widened at your laugh. The tiny toddler is overthinking too much for her tiny mind to handle. She now thinks you’re really going to eat the sweet sweet child.

“What?! AHAHA. NO! Of course not. Why would I eat you? I don’t eat children, that’s gross.” You said between your laughs. Feeling the atmosphere between you lighten up. This day was going better than you thought it would be.

Maybe kids aren’t so bad after all.

After a few hours of meeting (more like seminar or something) with the parents and this really charming teacher, accompanying Miyoung to eat her sandwich and her meal but she offered you her sandwich because you don’t have anything to eat even though you have money but she insisted so you accepted, and phone calls from your work, it is time for the little performance the toddlers from this said kindergarten prepared for their ‘parents’. So that’s the costume for, now I get it. You thought as Miyoung came up to you and handed you the video camera that you didn’t know that she had. Maybe Namjoon packed it since he couldn’t go.

The performance was good, entertaining even. You felt like a proud mama cheering for her baby while holding the camera. It surprises you on how you reacted, you seemed really fond of the child, and you were though.

After the performance was done, the crowd dispersed into sections, making the columns and rows you all formed a while ago a mess. Miyoung rushed into you and held your hand. And suddenly, your phone rang. You let go of your niece’s hand to reach for the phone in your right pocket.

It was no surprise that it’s your boss. “It’s me, Sir Kim. What seems to be the problem?” you said. What could be the problem? Mr. Kim always bothered you, like he was really annoying. And now, you’ve filed your one-week leave and yet, he’s still bothering you and bombarding you with work. Man, he’s the worst.

“Nothing, I was just saying you got the promotion. Have fun on your leave.” With that, he hung up. Maybe he’s not so bad after all, pfft. That was amazing news, so amazing that you decided to take Miyoung to an ice cream parlor yourself and treat her with her favorite ice cream that you had no idea of.

You were happy, so happy that when you put it back to your pocket and reached for your niece’s hand, she wasn’t there.

Oh no. I’m doomed. Namjoon’s going to kill me. You thought as you started formulating a plan on searching for Miyoung. Internally panicking. What to do? You scanned the whole area to see if someone found Miyoung. Unfortunately, the messy crowd started to disperse slowly.

The pounding of your chest, beads of sweat start forming on your forehead as you spin around trying to look for a familiar small girl with a yellow humongous ribbon on her head. You were out of luck. Stupid phone call. Stupid promotion. Stupid boss. Stupid life!

You approached a middle-aged woman who looked like a principal in this kindergarten, thinking it would help you search for your niece. But then, an unknown number called you. Anxiety filled your stomach, a slight ringing in the background was heard, then silence.

Oh no, is Miyoung kidnapped? Are they going to ask me for ransom? Why is this happening? You thought as your shaky hands answered the phone.

“Hello? Hello, Miss?” a sweet honey-voiced man talked through the phone. He didn’t sound like a mysterious criminal, did he?

“Hello? Who is this?” you cringed at how shaky your voice was, you should’ve sounded tough not like some scared girl.

“Oh, where are my manners! I’m Park Jimin, Miss. Kim Miyoung’s teacher. I found your business card on the child’s ID. Don’t worry she’s in good hands but, be sure to pick her up though. We’re at the teacher’s faculty. I’ll hang up now.” He started, sounding so sure and professional.

You have finally arrived at your destination, the teacher’s faculty. You see Miyoung, sitting on a chair with a chocolate in her hand, eating happily while she swings her feet.

A man approached you, just as you reached to Miyoung. The man smiled down at you. “You must be Y/N. Miyoung’s this way.” With that, he led you to the faculty room that your niece was staying on.

“Aunty!” she shouted as she jumped off the chair, ran to you and hugged you as if you were the one who got lost. “Jiminie told me that he’ll buy me ice cream if I behave until you arrive.” She said, giggling. “Now that you’ve arrived, I can finally have my ice cream!”

“Jiminie?” you asked, curiously. “I thought he was your teacher?” you added.

“Yeah, but he’s daddy’s best friend so it’s fine.” Huh, that explains it. “Come on, Jiminie. You still have to get me ice cream.” She said as she skidded away from you and closer to the teacher who happened to be your brother’s best friend.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him to you, almost stumbling at how much height difference they have. “Woah, easy Miyoung.” The teacher said between his laughs. He genuinely seemed to be enjoying kids his whole life. Heck, why would he even be a teacher if he doesn’t?

You didn’t think you could handle being in the same room with someone the total opposite of you yet, here you are. Everything about this day seemed to surprise you. “Wait, are you even done with your work? We don’t want to cause you any trouble.” You said. Well, that came out wrong. It sounded like you didn’t want to be with him. Wait, no…not really. It's nice having him around, maybe cudd—NO Y/N, you just met hi—

“Y/N? Y/N, right? I was just telling you that my shift was done half an hour ago.” He said, interrupting your internal rumbling. You looked away from the scene of trees swaying with the wind to glance at the handsome guy looking at you in concern. “Uhm, shall we take your car or mine?” he asked, fidgeting the keys latched to the belt loop of his pants.

“Uhm, I’m not sure. Huh, I guess I haven’t thought about that. Miyoung?” you looked away from the stunning man to look at your side thinking that your niece might be by your side. But sadly, she was long gone to her teacher’s side, trying to pull his weight away from the direction of your car.

“Let’s go to Jiminie’s car! His car smells like vanilla and strawberries!! C’mon c’mon!” She squealed to you while pulling on her teacher.

You shrugged. So much for an ice cream, you thought as you followed the two.

The whole ride was surprisingly pleasing. Miyoung was right, his car smells good. Strawberries and vanilla.

You glanced to your left, looking at his hand at the clutch lever. By the way, you were on the passenger’s seat since Miyoung insisted that she needed space. You became silent, staring at your niece. What did she mean when she said she needed space? Is she trying to sell you out? You thought as you continued to watch her looking around, trying to find something. And then, she pulled a blanket from the back of the car. She happily hugged it before spreading it to cover her tiny body. She sat up again, reaching for a certain purple pillow.

To say that you were confused was an understatement. You reached for the door handle of the passenger’s seat before boarding. You finally noticed that Jimin was watching the whole scene. He explained that he was the one who Namjoon asked to drive her daughter. And that today was different since he had to assist and entertain parents so he wouldn’t be able to keep an eye on Miyoung. You nodded in understanding.

“We’re here,” you snapped out of your daze when you heard his sweet honey voice rang throughout the car. You turned your body to look at your niece, you noticed that she’s still in her mini dreamland. You unbuckle your seatbelt before going around the car to wake Miyoung up. You opened the car that was facing the top of her head, noticing the slow but calm pace of her breathing while she sleeps. Just as you lifted your hand to shake her shoulder awake, a hand grabbed your wrist. “She gets cranky if you shake her awake. Let me do it,” he said before letting you go slowly.

You step aside to give him a way to Miyoung’s head. You tilted your head to the side to watch what he was doing. He was stroking her head gently as he whispers into her ear. It freaking worked. She sat up while rubbing her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her off his car. She looked at you before waving her hands enthusiastically before yelling, “Hi Aunty.” You waved back before walking to Jimin’s side.

You leaned towards him to give him a compliment, “You’re really good with children.” He looked down at you before facing forward, smiling adorably. He mumbled a small ‘thank you’ as he led the way.

You finally reached to Miyoung’s favorite ice cream park in front of a park. The place was spacious yet, simple. Groomed trees around it, benches and a playground. It’s the perfect destination to couples, and couples with children. That’s probably why this is Miyoung’s favorite place.

Jimin sets Miyoung down as he goes to the counter to place an order. You saw how Miyoung immediately ran towards the playground, communicating with some kids her age. You turned your head towards Jimin who was looking at you, “Yes? Is there something wrong?” you asked him.

“Uhm what flavor do you want? My treat,” he said, pulling out his wallet. you held out your hand, about to tell him that he didn’t need to buy you an ice cream, He was persistent as he said, “don’t worry, it’s on me.”

“Cookies n’ cream,” you mumbled while looking down. He nodded then faced the cashier attendant. You unknowingly pouted when you noticed they were close to each other, whispering something between themselves. You saw him moved away, shaking his head as if he was denying something. You turned away towards the playground, just to forget the scene and also, to keep an eye on Miyoung. She seemed to be enjoying her life as a kid. Lucky.

Jimin shyly cleared his throat, snapping you out of your daze. You noticed he was holding two cones. He handed you the cookies n’ cream flavor, before turning back to get Miyoung’s favorite ice cream. “Thank you, though you didn’t have to,” you said, as you gave him a genuine smile.

“Nah, I wanted to,” he said as he giggled slightly. You two walked side by side towards the playground. You sat on a bench while munching on your ice cream. He called your niece to give her her ice cream. She ran towards him immediately before going back to the playground. Jimin sat beside you as he started to devour his ice cream. “So, Namjoon-hyung’s sister?” he started, facing you.

You snorted lightly at how awkward he sounded when the question left his mouth. He looked at you, amused. “Yeah, and you’re his best friend?” you said with just right amount of sass while you raised your eyebrow at him. “How come I’ve never heard of you before?” you asked with genuine curiosity as you faced the scene before you.

“Hmm, probably Namjoon-hyung forgot again. You know how he forgets stuff like that.” he said facing the same directions you’re looking at. It’s hard not to notice how the air around you is claiming, and the getting-to-know conversation the two of you are having feels like two best friends catching up with each other. It was nice. “I heard that you hated children. Why is that?” he suddenly asked, catching you off guard.

You shrugged. You were about to answer but a detail on his sentence stopped you. “Hated? What do you mean? I still hate them.” you said, calmly. You inhaled before talking, contemplating what to say. “Well, I just don’t like how high-maintenance they are. They always demand attention and can’t do things on their own. But, I can stand children; just don’t let them copy me. I hate how they do things I do.” You finished your rant with a sigh. You turned your head to Jimin who nodded in understanding, he looked amused. Fuck, I sound like a child.

He let out a short laugh as he leaned towards you. “Same, but I find it adorable though,” He said, trying to ease himself. “To answer your first question, you seem too fond of Miyoung, so I assumed that you have changed your mind,” he ended before proceeding to continue his ice cream.

“what? I mean, she’s a great kid...she doesn’t annoy the hell out of me,” you replied with a shrug. “Well, what about you? What’s something about children that fascinates you that you chose to be a teacher other than every other career that you can have?” you questioned him. You were grateful that he didn’t hate you for hating something he finds adorable.

Jimin looked towards the playground, thinking deeply for a wonderful example. “I love how innocent they are. They don’t have to worry about anything. All they want and need to do is to be happy and enjoy their childhood. And, I want to be a part of that wonderful memory.” He said as his eyes glowed in adoration of the kids playing with your niece. Laughter was heard as you two talked. “And then, there’s just the hint of pride whenever they achieve something. Even the tiniest victories, they’re so happy,” he added. He was shaking his fist adorably as if trying to contain his excitement.

“I think you’re going to be a great dad in the future,” you complimented, giving him a sweet smile.

“Thanks, I think you’re going to be a great mom too. Someday, he said.

An unfamiliar warmth swells up to your chest as you took in his words. “Yeah. Someday.”

[serowotonin]

˗ˏˋ 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 ˎˊ˗

✰ PAIRING ( terushima yuuji x fem!reader ) ✰ WORDCOUNT ( 1.9k ) ✰ GENRE ( ansgt, songfic ) ✰ WARNINGS ( um one swear word, angst, implications of de*th )

all the memories that we make will never change we'll stay drunk, we'll stay tan, let the love remain and I swear that I'll always paint you golden days ♫ panic! at the disco

✰✰ NOTE.. so uH i think this is the first angst thing i wrote that im actually happy with and i know terushima isn’t someone a lot of ppl write for so to the few ppl who see this</3 hope u guys enjoy:”)

“Ughh where is it,” Terushima grumbled to himself as he pulled open drawer after drawer. He had searched all the cabinets, all the tables, and just about every inch of his apartment but has yet to find his phone charger. 

As he closed the second to last drawer on this shelf, which held no phone charger, he pulled out his phone and saw it had 1% battery remaining. Quickly, he unlocked it and went to his contacts. Before he could make a call though, the screen turned black and he was left staring at a faint reflection of himself.

“Damn it,” he cursed under his breath. “She’s gonna get upset again.”

He clutched the now dead phone in one hand and ran the other through his hair, sighing in exhaustion. Today had been tiring enough with work and now he had this to deal with.

There was still one more drawer he hadn’t checked though. So, he lifted his hand out of his hair and pulled it wide open. 

In it sat a small box. 

He knew of its contents the moment he laid eyes on it. He also knew opening it now would only make him feel worse, not to mention, it would definitely delay his plans.

But for some reason, a longing for nostalgia or maybe the person that brought such nostalgia, his arms unconsciously moved to take the box into his hands.

Your words echoed in the back of his mind as he traced his fingers along the edges of the box.

“It’ll be like our little time capsule. For us to open when we’re all old and wrinkly…”

A deep sigh escaped his lips. 

Every rational thought that came into his head begged him not to open it, to put it back, to forget he even found it. 

Instead, his fingers moved to lift the cover and lay it down on the floor beside him.

And there you were... a polaroid of you at least. 

Your lips were curved in a sweet smile inviting him in and breaking his heart all over again. Up until now, he could barely recall what your face looked like when you were happy, truly happy. He could only remember the tears and regret you had on your face towards the end… 

But seeing you like this again, the wideness of your smile, the crinkle of your eyes… you radiated a joy and happiness he had begun to forget in you.

He stared at the picture for a good minute before turning it around to see the familiar strokes of your handwriting.

‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!’ and under it ‘(first pic taken with the polaroid my baby Yuuji got for me<3)’

“My baby Yuuji,” he whispered.

“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you,” he sang softly into your ear as he held you from behind, swaying gently in tune. 

“Happy birthday dear Y/n.. Happy birthday to you~”

You turned to kiss the blond and he pulled you even closer to him. 

“I love you babe, happy birthday...” 

The tiredness he had felt just moments ago seemed to have fluttered away when he found you again in the polaroids, and a longing burst from the depths as he put the picture down and picked up another one, his hands once again moving on their own will.

This one had the two of you standing together, backs facing the camera. It was taken at a beach when the sun was still high in the sky and the water glistened blue. But it wasn’t the scenery that appealed to him, nor was it the way the sun wrapped around you two in perfect golden light. 

It was how close you were to him. The physical distance between you two was barely existent. Your arms were wrapped around his waist and his were draped over your shoulders. 

‘Sea breeze, cute outfit, sand between my toes, and 1 Terushima Yuuji… Damn was today great.’

How he would give to be that close to you again.

“Ok 3, 2, 1…”

You clung on to him as tight as you could and he smiled, pulling you closer. 

At the sound of the camera click and the hum of the photo being printed, you let go and quickly turned around to thank the woman for taking the picture.

When you did that he felt off; as if a part of his body was just yanked away. It wasn’t an extreme feeling, nor was it painful in any way. It was more just a lingering emptiness that was put to rest a few seconds later when you were back by his side again.

He put his arm back on your shoulder and peered down at the polaroid in your hand. You were staring at the photo patiently waiting for the colors to fade in. And when it finally did, you smiled satisfactorily at it before tucking it away and flashing another smile to the man right next to you.

Terushima closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to clear his mind. It’s been years, he shouldn’t be dwelling on the past like this.

And yet, there was comfort in the pain the memories brought.

When he opened his eyes, they landed on yet another photo of you. And as he has been for a good part of his life, he was drawn to you. Reaching out a hand, he picked it up and let the memories wash over him once more.

After a while, he set it down and picked up another. And another. And another. Each capturing a moment with you he would never get back. 

It’s been years since he’s had to learn to live without you. Truthfully though, he never did learn how. The sun became a little dimmer, the rain a little harder, the breeze a little less refreshing. The world lost its vibrancy when he lost you. He adapted, got used to the dullness, but he couldn’t learn to live the same anymore...

He picked up another polaroid.

This one didn’t have either of your faces on it. It just showed the two of you holding hands against a dark background.

The bottom held no words but instead an arrow pointing to the right. Terushima turned the polaroid and saw a small envelope attached to the back. Curious, he opened it up and pulled out the piece of paper snuggled inside.

‘This one’s a bit longer than any other note I’ve written for a polaroid but… I kinda just realized smth really important. He drove me out at 3AM in the morning to get food because I said I was hungry. Then we sat in his car listening to some old mixtapes he had. They were pretty crappy but it didn’t matter. I love Terushima Yuuji. I’ve said it a million times before but last night it really hit me, hard. I love him in a way I’d never be able to love anyone else. 

I want to go on more dates with him. more stupid dates, more romantic ones, more 3AM dates, more cuddle dates. And even though it might be selfish of me, I want to spend my every breathing minute with him. 

If I can’t have anything else in this then I just want these golden days of ours to last forever..’

And before he realized it, tears were rolling down his cheeks. Fuck it all. He missed you. He missed the days you had together, the nights spent in each others’ arms. He missed you so much it tore a hole in his heart and all he could see when he looked at the sunlight drifting through the window was just darkness. 

It pained him to know that everything you wanted was all he ever needed. It pained him that he hadn’t realized this until it was too late. And it pained him most that you were never coming back.

Why’d you have to leave? 

He tried so hard to stop asking this question, and for a while, he was successful. But the polaroids, your handwriting, the memories, you.. there was just so much pain in the happiness of the past. 

But you were gone. He had accepted that long ago. 

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“Terushima, you in here?” a familiar voice called from outside. 

Right, he forgot about Misaki. Wiping any tears left on his face, he put all the polaroids back in the box, covered the lid, and left the room.

“DADDY!!” a little girl yelled, running at him full speed. He bent down and lifted her into his arms effortlessly.

“Oh you’ve gotten heavier. How much has Misaki been feeding you huh?” he teased.

The little girl pouted as she pointed to the floor signaling she wanted to be put down. Terushima chuckled and did so.

Walking over to a slightly annoyed-looking Misaki, he muttered an apology for not going to pick her up and a thanks for taking care of his daughter. 

“Hey wait, you look like you’ve been crying… Are you ok Teru?” she asked, eyes showing her concern.

He let out a deep sigh. 

“I uh- I found a box with some old pictures of Y/n and I just-”

She put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly. 

“Look, I know you miss her and I know you know this, but don’t get too stuck in the past. Focus on what you have now,” she said looking in the direction of the young girl who had made her way over to the small pile of stuffed animals on the couch.

He rubbed his face and nodded, “Yeah. Yeah, thank you Misaki.”

“Ok,” she replied with a sympathetic smile. “I’ll be going then.” 

Terushima nodded again and after she said bye to his daughter, he walked her to the door.

Turning back he leaned on the wall and looked affectionately at the girl playing on his couch. She was still so young, but it’s been almost 5 years now that he’s taken care of her. 

Time seemed to fly by with her and yet it felt like so long ago he welcomed her to the world. 

He understood now the past and its memories were something to be treasured. It was not something to cling on tightly though. The golden days of the past are gone, but the glittering rays that coated the floor and walls of his living room tell him it’s a new age. 

It was an age he had to cherish well.

Deciding to do something he’s been putting off, he walked back into his room and brought out the box with all its polaroids and memories.

“Yui, come here. I want to show you something.”

She stared at him before taking one frayed teddy bear into her hands and walking over to her father. Taking his outreached hand, she looked at the box he held in his other.

Sitting at the top of the pile was a photo of a beautiful woman. The sun was shining bright in the background and the light swirled around her as if she was wrapped in a golden halo.

“Is she an angel?” Yui asked innocently, pointing to the picture.

“You got that right,” he replied with a sad smile. “She’s the most beautiful angel out there..”

He watched as the young girl picked up the photo, seemingly mesmerized.

“That angel is your mom.”

“My mom?” she echoed. “Mommy is an angel?”

He smiled and ruffled her hair, “She sure is, and you know what? She’s looking out for us from heaven, so you better be a good girl for her, okay?”

✰✰ NOTE.. pls lemme know if u guys thought this was angsty enough sdkjlsdg,,,, i dunno i can’t seem to tell whether angst is painful enough yet;-; also don’t mind the name yui dkglsd it was the first one i could think of T-T

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