#also love having this be my reaction over being told to close the bathroom door

[lulunothulu]

“Not a Reader”

Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Reader

Summary: Jake finds one of your romance books and decides to read it. He thinks it would be funny to quote it to you.

Content: Just fluff 😂

Everyone thank @fanficmom94 for this idea (Most of these book quotes are fake btw lol)

Jake wasn’t being nosy. No, he was…being resourceful.

A few days ago, Jake caught you reading one of your romance books in the living room when you thought he was still at work for the day. He knew you loved to read, but he never guessed you’d read romance.

Specifically, smutty romances.

No, when Jake saw you turn beet red at the sight of him walking into the living room and the way you closed your book…it told him all he needed to know.

So now, he was on a mission to find said book and read it before you got home from work.

Why would he do that on his one day off? Because 1. He wanted to know why you turned so red. And 2. He loved seeing you flustered. The fact that after reading something it made you get up from the couch and straddle him, also helped motivate him to look for the book.

If he could laid and see you get flustered, he’d be golden.

Where could you have left a dirty book?

He smiles to himself when he remembers the bookshelf he bought you a while ago came with a square box container. He knew it in his bones that it was in there.

He grabs the box, the wool fabric scratching against his calloused hands. He peaks inside and smiles to himself.

I knew it.

Pulling your book out, he turns to the first chapter and gasps. The first scene opens with the main character in the middle of receiving oral.

Jake’s immediate reaction is to close it because what the fuck? He opens it again, going back and reading the chapter before continuing on to the next.

Before the knows it, he’s three books into your collection when he hears the garage door opening. He almost tears a page while he’s scrambles to put the book (and box) back where he found them.

“Jake!” You call.

“I’m coming!” He responds.

Jake looks in one of the mirrors in the hall and almost laughs—his cheeks are bright red.

By the time he gets downstairs, he hopes his cheeks are back to normal but seeing as your brows lift, they didn’t.

“Are you okay?” You ask, a smile creeping on your lips.

“Mhmm,” he smiles. He kisses you before pulling you into him by the hips. “I missed you today.”

“Did you?” You ask. “On the one day you have off?”

“Yes,” he gruffs. “I especially missed the way ‘you look kneeling before me’.”

“What else did you miss?” you ask, not catching on to what he’s implying.

“I missed the way your lips ‘caress the nap of my neck’ and how you ‘call me your mate’.”

You pull away from him, eyes narrowing. “Where did you hear about mates?”

“Oh, I’m not even done.” He chuckles, pulling you into him again. “I especially missed the way you ‘pray to the heavens to let you come from my fingers’.”

“Jake! You read my book???” You cry out, embarrassment rushing to your face in a deep blush.

Jake only laughs, pulling you closer.

“No, get the fuck off me!” You laugh.

“Or what? You’ll ‘grant me pure and total damnation’?”

When you swat at him, he chuckles. “By the gods, Y/N! You can’t keep me away from your ‘ethereal loins’.”

“Now why did you read that book?” You ask, giggling at how weird it sounds coming out of Jake’s Texan drawling mouth.

“I read three of the books in your ‘forbidden box’ and I’m not ashamed of it.”

“Well, Mr.Nosy Butt,” you start. “Did you get to finish the scene where Cori and the dragon man have sex in the air while he’s a dragon?”

“Honestly I tried to block that out,” he admits.

“How about the scene where Solari and Camden have sex in the bathroom with all the steam?”

He pretends to think. “Actually, you might have to demonstrate how they’d do that.”

You hum, grinding into his hips before kissing him. “Well I guess we have our work cut out for us tonight.”

Before you can ask, you’re over Jake’s shoulder and he’s practically running up the stairs to y’all’s bathroom, excited yelps falling from your lips.

Good googly moogly, I’d love to try those scenes with Jake 😏

[shwoyo]

co-pawrenting. — timeskip!keiji akaashi x fem!reader

; fluff, roommate au – wc: 3,351

warnings: kissing at the end lol, ooc akaashi? idk, he's kinda flirty

notes: kinda rushed ending, i wrote it half asleep pls spare me 😭 i love you akaashi ... also old layout bcuz this has been sitting in my drafts for a while

you couldn't resist yourself. the little one has been outside the café you were working at for one week; starving, cute, and it was a ragdoll. do people know how much these kinds of cats cost? luckily, as a cat lover, you always carried spare cat food in your bag, so you always fed her... then gave in and took her back to your shared apartment, not telling akaashi. 

you tried your best to hide her; you knew akaashi wouldn't approve... you think. pets were allowed in your apartment building, but you didn't know if akaashi approved of pets; that's why you decided to hide the cat you found on the streets in your room. 

you were successful in the next three days, akaashi coming home not knowing a clue that there was a third living being in the apartment. but in all honesty, you didn't know how long you could keep this up. the cat was getting bored just sitting and playing alone in your room, nowhere else to go besides the bathroom attached to your room, but the cat rarely ever goes there.

—

it was friday in the afternoon, and you were on your way home, grabbing snacks on the way to feast on on your daily friday movie night with akaashi. walking from your work to the apartment was fun; it was a 15 minute walk, which you were grateful for because it meant you didn't have to buy a car for now. and because there were a lot of cats on the streets, kind of delaying you, which makes it more of an 18 minute walk.

reaching your apartment building, you went on the elevator, pressing the button of your floor, then the close button so you wouldn't have to go through the elevator with someone else. once you reached your floor, you went to the door and entered the apartment. 

you were shocked, surprised, and kind of scared. the cat was on the kitchen counter, with akaashi looking at it as if inspecting it. you looked at the door to your room; it was left open. you always left your door closed; did you forget to close it this time?

"akaashi–" you started, he gave you a questioning look before speaking, "what's this? how'd this enter our apartment?" "uhm, well– it's a cat! you see," you nervously let out a laugh, moving towards where he was. "and... how did it enter our apartment?" akaashi added, "well, uhm... i let it in! you know, it wanted to stay over for a little while," you joked, still feeling nervous. "hm," he voiced with a questioning tone, looking at you once more but with a raised eyebrow.

you folded when he gave you that look, so you explained, "okay okay! i saw it outside the building i was working at. she was there for one week! i fed her every day, and she was growing on me. so i gave in and took her home. "c'mon keiji, she's so adorable, how could i just leave her out there astray?" you defended yourself. 

akaashi seemed to think for a second, sighing before speaking, "you know, you could've just told me. you didn't have to hide her." "well, i just thought you wouldn't approve of her." "in that case, you thought wrong. please don't hide anything like this ever again," akaashi said. "i won't, i promise. i'm sorry for hiding her from you" you replied, "it's fine," he stated.

"well... what's her name then?" "oh well, i haven't chosen yet. i'm stuck between snow or vanilla." you replied, "really? those are choices you're going with?" akaashi judged, "hey! don't judge me; i'm not that creative," you rebutted.

"well what about you? do you have an idea?" you questioned, "hmm, how about pearl? i think it's kind of fitting." he suggested.  you let out a gasp and spoke, "that's perfect! it does fit her." akaashi let out a laugh at your reaction. "i guess pearl's your name," he said as he looked at the cat, which is still seated at the counter.

-

y/n 🐈: keiji! are you still at work?

akaashi 😸: yes, why?

y/n 🐈: i'm sorry to bother, but could you pls buy cat food otw home? i thought i still had more, turns out i already fed her the last batch earlier. T_T

akaashi 😸: don't worry you're not a bother. what exact cat food do you buy?

y/n 🐈: oh hold on a second

y/n 🐈: *sent a picture* 

akaashi 😸: okay. i'll stop by the pet store later

y/n 🐈: thank you so much keiji! ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝

akaashi closed his phone and laughed; the way you texted was cute, he thought.

once his work was done, he went to the pet store that was near his route on his way home.

–

"i'm back," akaashi announced. "oh keiji! did you buy the cat food?" you asked, walking towards him. "yep," he replied as he gave you the plastic bag containing the cat food. "i also bought us some food; its your favorite" he added, "ooh! thanks keiji, you didn't have to tho!" you said. 

you both walked in the kitchen and placed the food he bought on the table. "how much did you pay for mine? i'll pay you," you asked. "no its okay, its on me," he replied, "huh? really?" you tilted your head a bit, looking up at him in shock. "yeah" he said, smiling, "thank you soso much keiji! i owe you one!" you replied

you went on and prepared the table, getting plates and utensils, while akaashi unwrapped the food he bought. "oh wait hold on, i'll feed pearl first," you said as you placed the utensils on the plates and grabbed the cat food.

you didn't have the time to buy an actual food bowl for pearl, so you used a plastic container instead. pouring the right amount of cat food on the container, you placed it down and grabbed a cup of water, pouring it on another plastic container; serving as the water bowl for the cat.

"pearl! come here, your food is ready!" you called out softly. pearl came out of your room and went down towards you. since akaashi knows about the cat now, you made it a habit to leave the door open so pearl can come in and out as she likes.

as she started to eat, you stood up and went back to the table, where akaashi was sitting down, scrolling through his phone with his plate ready. "whatcha reading? you haven't taken a bite of your food yet," you said. "nothing, 'm just waiting for you so we can eat together," he replied.

your heart skipped a beat; he was waiting for you just to... eat together? you dismissed the thought before you could read too much into it. maybe he was just being nice, that's all. 

you sat down and prepared your plate with the food akaashi bought. "ahm—okay i'm done. let's eat now?" you announced, "mhm" he replied, putting his phone down.

"how was work?" you started, trying to stir up a conversation while you guys eat. "hmm, it was okay. although, one of my co-workers deleted an important file, good thing someone was techy enough and was able to recover it." he replied, "what about you? any new news?" he asked

 "well, nothing much is going on. i guess i'm just overthinking about pearl, my boss said i'd have to work 'til 7pm on wednesdays, since one of my coworkers retired," you answered. "ahh, hmm" akaashi thought for a moment.

"do you want me to take care of pearl? lucky enough, i only work 'til 1pm on wednesdays." he stated, "wait—really? i mean—are you okay with doing that? you don't have to if it's a burden," you said. "no, i assure you it's fine. pearl lives here now with us; i can be one of her... parent if you call it that. i'll take care of her whenever you can't—i guess it's um called... co-parenting?" he said.

"well, co-pawrenting in this situation," he joked while smiling. you giggled at his joke, despite it being quite cheesy. "i mean, if you put it that way... are you sure though?" you asked one last time, "mhm, im 100% sure. i'll text you whenever i have a problem, though," he said.

–

it was wednesday, and as previously stated, you had to work 'til 7pm today. you kept checking your phone from time to time; it was 4pm which means akaashi was probably home already; you were waiting for a text from him in case he had any problems. 

"hey y/n, could you help me for a moment? i'm not sure what i'm supposed to do," your new co-worker asked. "yeah sure, what's up?" "am i supposed to put the ice in a separate glass or put the ice in the milk?" he questioned, "oh, you need to put it in the separate glass, then put the milk and syrup," you explained. "ah, okay. thanks!" he smiled. "you're welcome," you said, walking back to the cashier.

you were scrolling through your phone as you waited for a customer to arrive, then akaashi texted.

akaashi 😸: hello, y/n. sorry to bother, what time did you feed pearl today?

y/n 🐈: hi keiji! no worries, i fed her earlier at 12! you don't need to feed her right now 😸

akaashi 😸: ah well... pearl keeps on meowing and pawing her container, does this mean she's hungry?

y/n 🐈: OHH wellll, you should just give her at least 2 treats for now! 

akaashi 😸: alright.

akaashi 😸: pearl came and sat on my lap.

akaashi 😸: sent a photo.

y/n 🐈: AWWW MY BABY IS SO CUTE

akaashi 😸: which one

akaashi 😸: oh uhm don't mind that. i sent it wrong. 

akaashi 😸: sorry

akaashi 😸: 😊

y/n 🐈: HEHAHAUAHAH IT'S FINE!

y/n 🐈: i think both of you are cute 🫶

you pressed send on the last text and immediately closed your phone; it was such a 'risky' text, you thought. but, you overthought what akaashi meant when he sent 'which one'.

you heard your phone ding once again. slowly opening your phone, you saw akaashi's text.

akaashi 😸: hahaha, thank you ☺️💗

you sighed, closing your phone again. your heart was pounding so fast.

-

honestly, when you first met akaashi, you thought nothing of it. he was your nice roommate, your new friend. you haven't thought about initiating any kind of... commitment with him. well, until now.

ever since you got pearl, you both got even closer. ever since he proposed being pearl's 'co-parent', it's like you saw him in a new light. he was so good at taking care of pearl, despite her just being a cat. he treated her as if she were his child; of course you did too. you don't think any other guy in your life would take care of your cat like its his child. 

but not only did he take good care of your cat, but also you. he was so caring. you're too tired to wash the dishes? its okay; akaashi will handle that for you. you got sick suddenly? you're in good hands; akaashi will take care of you. you're hungry? akaashi will order your favorite food for you; he'll even pay for it. 

he was so good to you... and your cat, and you fell for him at that.

of course, akaashi also had his thoughts. honestly speaking, he never does this for anyone else; he doesn't care this much about anyone else. but you were you.

you took care of him too. you were there for him when he needed someone; when he was having trouble with editing the manga they were working on; when he was sick.

he was so grateful.

you both were so happy you had each other.

-

it was thursday, which meant you went home earlier than akaashi. you were watching tv with pearl curled up on your lap. you contemplated whether or not you should move; akaashi was gonna come home any minute now and it was your turn to cook food; it wasn't necessary, but you wanted to; akaashi mentioned that he had an important meeting today, and it was late. you were quite hungry too.

you moved pearl off your lap as gently as you could to not wake her up; unlucky you though, she woke up. you bid her a small sorry, and stood up, walking your way to the kitchen.

you checked all the cabinets and sighed. maybe you should've gone grocery shopping on your day off. the cabinets contained chips, some different ramen noodles, candies, and other unhealthy food. you opted for the buldak noodles; akaashi was the one who bought them, so you guessed that it would work. 

cooking up the noodles, you thought of adding something to make it... less boring. you brought out sliced cheese, seaweed, and milk to lessen the spice. it was 3 extra ingredients, but it was enough to make it more enjoyable.

time passed by quickly, you were done cooking, and the table was prepared. you checked your phone and saw that akaashi sent a text, it was sent at 5:38, but you checked the clock and saw that it was already 5:55.

akaashi 😸: hi y/n :)

akaashi 😸: sorry to disturb, but if you're wondering why i'm not home yet, the meeting went a little longer. i'll be home at 6 🩷

y/n 🐈: slrr! i was cooking up some noodles for uss, i'll just wait for you!

akaashi 😸: really? thank you. but you should eat now, you don't have to wait for me.

y/n 🐈: nooo i insist! i'll wait for you and that's final, okee?

akaashi 😸: hahaha 😆 okay fine. i'm near the building, i'll run for you.

y/n 🐈: hey noo, u might trip! 

akaashi 😸: i'll be fine. past vb player, remember?

y/n 🐈: mmm okayy okayy

you smiled, closing your phone. you put the lid on the noodles so they won't get cold as you wait for akaashi.

not that true to his words; akaashi got home at 5:59, just a minute earlier. you were now at the kitchen eating with him.

"so, how was the meeting?" you started, "good, apparently we'll have a new big project after we finish our current one." "ooh, sounds like you'll be busy." "hm yea," akaashi says. he thinks for a second, "but i'll still be able to help you take care of pearl, i promise you." 

you turned to look at him, "huh? oh! but you don't have to, you know, pearl will be alright; i'm still here." "yeah but, i won't be a good father to her if i'll leave her all to you just because i'm busy, right?" akaashi stated.

"oh—mm, yeah—but," you thought for a second, 'won't be a good father to her?! what'd that mean? "hm?" akaashi hummed as you stopped talking. "ahm—okay, but—uh—father? w-what did you mean by that?" you asked. "ah, well, we are kind of co-parenting her, aren't we? she's our child; i have to take responsibility," he stated. 

child... our child ?! our child?  you widened your eyes; you thought you were hearing this wrong. "ah, oh—yeah, okay" you replied, responding nothing else to avoid saying anything stupid. akaashi smiled at your widened eyes; he thought your reaction was cute.

in all honesty—he said that on purpose. just to see your reaction. he always thinks your reactions are cute. he makes a mental note to try and 'flirt' more. 

–

ever since that day—akaashi became more bold, unconsciously—you think—flirting with you. but you didn't know he did it on purpose, because, as stated, he wanted to see your reactions.

how would you know, though? he flirts nonchalantly—but with a smile. he randomly mentions how pretty you are, how beautiful your hair looks, and how he's glad to be... pearl's dad.

now you were confused; where was this going? he may just be playing with you. maybe this was just temporary.

your brain was eating you up; you were overthinking this so bad for no reason.

–

"keiji, do you want food?" you asked, looking at him. it was Friday at 9PM, and you guys were watching a movie. "sure," akaashi replied. "i'll get some chips; will that be okay? sorry, i don't wanna make food right now," you stated. "it's alright, pretty,"  he replied. "okay, babe"

this was basically your everyday now; you guys flirt. it was... normal for you guys now, for some reason. 

you stood up and went to the kitchen, grabbing random chips that weren't eaten yet and water to avoid dehydration.

walking back to the couch where akaashi was seated, placing the foodstuffs you obtained on the table, you sat down next to him very closely; your legs were touching, but akaashi paid no mind to it like it was normal. 

focusing your gaze on the movie, you relaxed, feeling akaashi's warmth as he was very close to you. as if you guys weren't close enough, he draped his arms around your shoulders. you tensed up and quickly turned your head, looking at him, and he just smiled. slowly looking back at the tv, you tried to relax as you did seconds ago. 

this man was gonna kill you, you thought.

grabbing the chips you brought, he spoke, "do you wanna go to the beach tomorrow?" "random, but sure, it'd be nice to swim," you replied. akaashi nodded in acknowledgment.

–

true to his words this time, akaashi brought you to the beach. it was a fun day; you helped a kid find his lost toy in the water, built sand castles, drew on the sand, commenced a water fight with akaashi, and played some beach volleyball with random people.

it was the rest you both needed; you were so grateful that akaashi thought about this; and he was grateful that you had fun.

the sun was setting, and you and akaashi were drying off, sitting down on the sand with towels draped around your shoulders. the sky's hues were so beautiful to look at, so you grabbed your phone from your bag to take a picture.

akaashi looked at you the whole time you were taking photos; the sunset illuminated your beauty; you were so, so pretty. it was the right moment; he should do it now, akaashi thought.

"hey, y/n?" he called out. you hummed in reply, putting your phone back in your bag. he cleared his throat and looked at you lovingly.

"i hope i won't shock you with this. uhm—please don't say anything yet." he started. you looked at him confused at first, but nodded as to tell him to continue. "i love you," he stated, "ever since the second week of us being roommates, when you took care of me because i got sick, i started falling for you. i tried to ignore it, thinking that maybe it'll go away, but my feelings never faded; it just kept growing." 

you were shocked at his confession. you tried to remember the moment he mentioned; it had been 6 months since then. now you were more shocked.

your feelings were more recent; it's been 4 weeks since you started seeing akaashi in a new light. it wouldn't be fair to him, you thought.

"thank you, keiji. i'll be honest with you; i love you too. but the thing is, it's only been like what, 4 weeks since i knew i did? i don't think it would be fair to you." you said. akaashi chuckled, "it's okay, y/n, we can take this slow, you know?" he said.

you smiled, akaashi was truly the guy—the guy you were willing to live with forever, the guy that will be pearl's 'parent.'

"can i?" akaashi asked, holding your face softly. knowing what he meant, you nod in approval. then he kissed you tenderly. 

the kiss lasted longer than you expected, 7 seconds max. you pulled back and looked at him; you both laughed.

it was like a scene from a movie; the sun was setting, the wind was sweeping your hair, and you guys were laughing.

akaashi was right when he thought it was the perfect time to confess, and you both couldn't be more happier.

©shwoyo, all rights reserved.

[kazbrekkerscrutches]

Xavier Thorpe - Believe Me

Warnings: Threatening Thing (JUSTICE FOR THING), mention of reader being hurt (no gore, no b!ood), overall just love and tension (ENJOY!)

Words: 1.4 k

SHE/HER PRONOUNS

Context/Trope: Reader sneaks into Xavier’s room to find out about Rowan, he catches her. Basically, reader is an Addams (not like Wednesday) and with modified storyline with cheesiness.  

I saw Xavier coming back from his run, hair wet, skin dewy, earbuds in his ears, his sweaty shirt clinging to his chest.

Dear, what a sight for my sore eyes.

He walked back into his room, slamming the door behind him; Thing slipped into his room before the door was closed. I heard another door slam; probably his bathroom door, which means; perfect timing for me to go find out all of his secrets.

I opened the door silently, shutting it quietly behind me.

His room looked like a normal boy’s room. Poster/paintings/drawings on his wall. An artist has to show their talent somehow. Thing looked for anything that could lead me to find out if there was anything about his dear ex-roommate, Rowan.

The one who tried to kill me two times.

[Flashback]

I got out of the infirmary, after that humiliating fencing experience, only to find out that it was raining.

Wonderful. I mean truly, this is quite uplifting.

I opened my umbrella, walked toward my room when I heard a vibration coming over me. I looked up only to find the statue of a gargoyle being tipped to fall on top of me.

This a peaceful death, I thought.

“Y/N!” I heard the familiar sound of a boy taking me by my waist and pushing me to the ground.

Everything was black after that.

[Xavier’s POV]

“Y/N!” I saw Rowan using his telekinesis to try and kill her. I took her by her waist just in time before the gargoyle hit the ground.

I had placed one of my hand under her head, hoping she didn’t break anything. I was almost on top of her, my heart beating out of my chest, tears prickling my eyes.

Please don’t let her be dead, I thought.

“Y/N?” Can you hear me?” I took her face in my hand, placing her gently in my lap.

No reaction.

I gently pressed my ear to her chest, hoping to hear something.

A heartbeat, another one. Thank God, thank whoever is out there.

I picked her up delicately and led her once again to the infirmary. The nurses told me she was okay, that she would’ve been killed if it wouldn’t have been for me.

“Please be okay, Y/N” I whispered. “I can’t lose you. You’re all I have.” I sighted, reassuring myself that she was okay. She will be okay.

She woke up minutes after my words.

“Y/N. Take it easy.” She sat up slowly from the bed, looking straight at me.

“That thing was about to fall on me, correct?” I nodded; she touched her head slightly with her hand.

God she is so beautiful. Her long Y/H/C hair that covered her face slightly, her pale yet sometimes rosy complexion. Her dark clothing, yet fits her so right. God, I am totally in love with her.

“Thank you, Xavier. For not letting me die.” She smiled at me.

No way. I’d never thought I’d see the day when Y/N Addams would smile at me.

“Anytime.” I offered a warm smile back, and we kept talking for a little while, still with my heart beating out of my chest, but in a good way this time.

[Present time, Y/N’s POV]

I looked around the place, finding an empty bed.

Rowan’s, I thought.

I looked under the mattress, not finding anything. His desk, empty. Everything was gone. Not even a single hair was on the mattress or the pillow that was left behind.

I switched my sight over to Xavier’s side.

Maybe there’s something that Rowan hid in there, I thought.

I looked on his desk where colored pencils and pens were spread out on the table.

His sketch book was the also, his initials carved on the leather cover.

X.T.

Such pretty details. I opened it, finding drawings of raven, spiders, sharply detailed drawings.

A cello appeared too. My face was the next page. All my features were correct, as if he drew this with me two inches from his face.

Another drawing of me, sleeping in the infirmary had me shocked.

Was he obsessed with me? Is he like Rowan? My thoughts were rattling through my head.

I was so in my space that when I turned around, I was face to face to the boy in question.

“Hi, what are you doing here?” He was very close to me; hair dripping wet, a hoodie on top of him and pyjama pants hanging on his hips.

I tried to get a logic and sane explanation out, but the stupidest thing came out instead.

“I came here because I thought Rowan might’ve hidden something that could’ve led to him to try to kill me.” I nervously fidgeted with my fingers behind my back, which is something I never, ever do.

“I don’t think there’s anything in my sketch book that might help you, Y/N.” I could practically smell what soap he used to clean his body, wash his hair.

“Right. I should go.” I tried to go but he trapped me by his desk with both of his arms on the desk.

“Tell me the truth, Y/N.” He tilted his head so that he was leveling with mine.

“I did tell you the truth.” I could feel my heart beating out of my chest.

“No, I think you’re here because you have something to tell me. Something that isn’t about Rowan, or the Nightshade or of what Thing found out.” Thing crawled out to be in Xavier’s sight.

He bent down to my ear, whispering slowly in it.

“Are you here to tell me that you like me?” He pulled back, still trapping me by his arms.

I could fell my cheeks heat up, my legs felt shaky and everything about me wanted to scream yes to him. To make him kiss me, touch me with his hands, to embrace me into his scent and make me his.

“That is in your dreams, Xavier. Or shall I say in your drawings too.” His face broke out into a smirk.

“What if I said that I liked you too, Y/N.” My eyes widened up, every part of me that was filled with anxiety left my body.

“I wouldn’t believe you.” I lied.

He bent down to tilt my head up to look up at him. He came closer to me, his lashes practically brushing my cheek.

“You don’t believe me? I’ll guess I’ll just have to prove it to you.”

His lips met mine, a fire exploded in my heart, my brain, my everything. His lips were soft yet so passionate and kind. His damp hair tickled my cheek as I wrapped one of my hands by his neck, the other one in his hair. His other hand traveled down the valley of my back, caressing my upper back down to my waist. He pulled me closer to him, feeling the softness of his shirt yet the hardness of his body underneath.

We both pulled away to breathe and look at each other.

“Do you believe me now, princess?” I nodded repeatedly.

He smiled and leaned his forehead against mine, I lifted my head up to kiss him again and he gladly accepted. I pulled back and looked at him.

“I’m sorry I barged in your room. I should’ve just asked you.” He rubbed his hands down my back.

“Do it again. I don’t mind.” I laughed a little, he did too.

I checked the time only to notice that I had to go meet Enid in our room.

“I have to go. Enid emergency.” I still looked in his eyes. Beautiful green eyes.

“Manis for her and Thing, got it.” He kissed me once again on the lips before we both pulled away from each other.

“So, you like me right, like this isn’t to get information out of me?” He asked, half joking.

“Yes, I like you, Xavier. Though I could still get information out of you anytime I want.” I winked, leaving his room as he was smiling and I walked back to my room.

Thing followed me from behind, all excited about his manicure.

“If you tell anyone what happened, I will rip out your nails.” I snarked, he shook slightly in fear before swearing he wouldn’t say anything.

I guess I did not fall in love with a psychopath.

[ghostlywhiskey]

John Price - Bathroom Activities

Pairing: John Price x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,666

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ☆ fingering, unprotected p in v, slight choking

Summary: Getting ready for bed for the night and Price can't help but bend you over the bathroom counter.

Notes: Smut - just smut. No plot. No proofreading (shocker!) I've been in a writing slump and this is my first piece in a hot minute. I need to get back in the swing of things, so hopefully this sparks something in me to stop being lazy and unmotivated.

find my masterlist here

The faucet shot water out as you stood in front of the sink of the bathroom, ears filled with the sound of the toothbrush bristles dragging across your teeth. Your eyes staring at yourself in the mirror, but glancing to the side as the water from the shower came to a halt. Price’s hand poked out as he opened the shower door and grabbed a towel from the rack. As he dried himself off, he wrapped the towel around his waist as he stepped out. His eyes met yours as a smile spread across his face. “Isn’t it impolite to stare?” His voice replaced the sound of the running water from the faucet. 

Rolling your eyes, you looked back at the mirror before slightly leaning over the sink to spit out the toothpaste. Price walked up behind you, hands gripping your hips as you stood back up straight. Your eyes met his in the mirror, placing your toothbrush back in the holder. “Isn’t it impolite to approach someone without warning?” Another smile spread on his lips, his head coming down to your neck as his one hand raised up to brush back your hair before his lips grazed your neck. “Rules don’t apply to me.” He murmured, eyes looking away from you. The water droplets from his hair dripping onto your shirt. 

“How could I be so silly and forget that?” You teased back as you tilted your head to the side to give him better access to your neck. You could feel him let out a soft chuckle as the breath hit your skin and the sound vibrated against your neck. Both hands were back at your hips as he pulled you against him, your ass pressed against his towel covered crotch. The hard on noticeably poking against you through his towel. “Have I ever told you how much I love your ass?” His eyes looked at you again through the mirror as he continued to kiss your neck. And you knew that he knew your response would be ‘yes’ considering he mentioned it a handful of times. Also, the memory of him grabbing your ass the first time you made out with him in the bathroom of a bar was engraved and never to be forgotten. 

“‘Fuckin ‘ell.” He groaned as the bathroom door slammed shut, your back hitting against the door as it did. The way his hands grabbed at your waist before moving down to your hips made your body ache for him. Every touch methodically thought out by him, as if he spent his spare time learning how to get the best reaction out of someone. “Jump.” Price grumbled as he pulled back from the kiss. Listening to his command, you did as you were told and hands grabbed at your thighs until your legs securely wrapped around him. Once secured, his hands grabbed at your ass firmly, causing the already short dress that was raised up to be further scrunched up. “Wear this short fuckin’ thing with an ass like that and you think you aren’t teasing every man in this bar?” He growled, your hands grabbing at his face to pull him in for another kiss. “Know exactly what you’re doing.” He added before he kissed you again.

“Hmm,” You hummed, eyes closing briefly as you swayed your hips side to side slightly to tease him. “A good amount of times.” You answered his question, eyes reopening to look at him. “Some might say an obsessive amount of times.” Adding to your answer, you smiled at him. Pulling away from your neck, his cheek next to yours pressed against you. The mirror showing both your eyes locked on each other. “Obsessive because I’m never getting over how fucking lucky I am.” He said, turning to kiss your cheek. As he did, you felt him grab at your shorts to tug them down and pool around your feet on the floor. You sucked in a breath, knowing in that moment exactly where this was going. Hands grabbing at the sink, his hands wrapped around to the front of your body, his left hand spreading your folds apart as his right hand let his index finger slide up and down between before he circled around your slit. “Shit.” The touch of his fingers causes you to hiss in response, teeth clenching together as you did. It was the way he was purposefully gentle when he teased you that caused you to go crazy, it made your body far more tense and begging for relief than when he was straight to the point. 

Pulling his finger away, he brought his index and middle finger up to your mouth. No words needed, you parted your lips as you took his fingers in your mouth, swirling your tongue to build wetness around them. Your spit builds up and coats his fingers as you open your mouth to release them. Fingers making their way back down between your spreaded folds, pushing in as you gasp at the pressure. A satisfied grin on his face appeared as he slowly worked them in and out. But, he knew he wasn’t going to let you hit your climax from fingering, he never did. It was just to build you up to the point - every fucking time. As he lazily pumped his fingers, your wetness building up becoming audible now. His fingers stayed pushed in, curling inside you and making a ‘come here’ movement a few times to stimulate you. Your head leaned back and rested against his chest, your breathing shaky as you panted out breaths. 

But just like you knew, his fingers pulled out and rubbed the areas to spread his freshly coated fingers. “You’re too easy to get wet.” He teased, kissing your cheek again, moving down to your jaw and stopping at your neck, sucking behind your ear. His left hand moving to your back, sliding his hand up to push your body to bend over the sink counter before resting at the back of your neck and grabbing gently. His right hand grabbing at his towel and pulling it off before he grabbed his cock, teasing you from behind. The feeling of his tip against you causing you to try and move back against him. “Tsk, tsk. Be patient.” Price growled, looking down at you. Your head lifts up slightly to try and look at him in the mirror. Your palms pressed against the counter to keep yourself somewhat propped up. He guided his cock, sliding it up and down between your folds, circling the tip around your folds as well before he finally positioned himself, easing himself in. His own breath hitched as he pushed into you, thrusting so his entire length filled in to you.

“John.” You cried out, his grip on the back of your neck tightening slightly at your cry. “What? Feels good? Use your words.” He muttered as he thrusted into you, his other hand gripping your waist to steady your body from slamming into the counter every time he thrusted in. Your head hung down now, looking down at the counter until you felt his hand on your neck slide to the front to force your head to look up at the mirror. “Keep it on me, sweetheart. Don’t look away.” He ordered, your walls clenching around him as his voice filled your ears. “Oh fuck, John.” You whined, looking at him in the mirror. Your body bent over the counter looked small as he towered over behind you, the sound of skin hitting against each other echoing in the bathroom as his thrusts became more forceful. He looked back at you, squeezing your neck again to make you almost breathless as you tried to grab onto air before he squeezed. 

“Do y’know how I feel seeing you look like this? Bent over with your ass on full display as I fuck you?” He growled. His grasp on your neck released slightly, causing you to catch your breath quickly before he would probably tighten his grip again. “N-No.” You shook your head slightly, biting into your lip as he thrusted in and held the position for a moment, burying himself deep in your. Your ass squirming and trying to move side to side to get him to move again. The hand on your waist moving to grab one of your ass cheeks in his hand, squeezing before he slapped at the skin. “Liar.” He said, leaning over your backside, lips next to your ear as he stared at you in the mirror. His palms pressed against the counter on either side of you as he resumed to pump his cock into you, your release nearing. “Jo-” You gasped as he resumed, unable to finish his name. “Oh, I’ve fucked you stupid.” He joked, nibbling at your ear lobe as his groans filled your ear. “C’mon, sweetheart. Cum around my cock like a good girl.” He cooed, quickly moving his body to stand up straight behind you again, pumping a few final times before your cries filled the bathroom, amplified as it echoed. Your body pushed back into him in unison with his pumps to ride out your climax before he grabbed your hips and pushed you into the counter to bury his cock deep in you as he came second after, filling you. “Fuck.” He groaned, pulling out as you shakily pushed your palms against the counter to straighten yourself out. You could feel some of the juices trail down your inner thigh. 

You winced in pain that was mixed with pleasure as an unexpected slap to the ass met your already weak body, Price grabbing your hips to turn your body around to face him. His hands cupping your face in his hands, leaning down to graze his lips over yours. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He murmurs, kissing you softly before he grabs at your shirt to pull it off and lead you into the shower.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for waking up my bf and then screaming at him for keeping me awake?

My bf of 5 years couldn’t sleep last night so he got up and took some pillows with him to the couch. When he came back to bed, he tossed the two pillows right next to my head and then slammed his body onto the bed. The sound and movement woke me up. I groaned in annoyance so he knew he had woken me up. At this point he manages to fall asleep.

I lay there trying to fall back asleep but I couldn’t. I wanted to check the time so i reached over his body to grab my phone on the bedside table. I didn’t want to get up to get it because there was stuff on the floor and i didn’t want to trip. This was apparently the first time i woke him up.

About an hour later i still couldn’t sleep and i had to use the bathroom. After i flushed the toilet and washed my hands he asked “why is it that every time i’m about to fall asleep you start making all this noise?” I felt like I couldn’t really avoid making the noise that i did, and i thought that by calling me out for this that he was being a hypocrite (because he easily could have avoided waking me up by not tossing the pillows) so i just responded with why i was awake; “you threw a pillow at my head and woke me up.”

He told me I could have just walked around him to get my phone and I shouldn’t have flushed the toilet. I told him it was just out of habit and apologized (kind of backhandedly because i still felt he was being a little unfair)

I pointed out some factors that might have contributed to this problem ((there’s a small room that I suggested moving the bed to before because it’s harder to hear the bathroom from there, ALSO he took his stimulant medication much later in the day than normal)) but he didn’t want to hear any of it and said i was gaslighting him.

We tried to go back to sleep. at some point he got up and and started opening and closing doors and kicking stuff around on the ground to make a racket. I called him an asshole, he called me an asshole back.

He thinks I intentionally woke him up because i was upset at him for waking me up, and that he wanted to say “fuck you too” by keeping me up. I said it wasn’t intentional. I wasn’t thinking and i just wanted to check the time and pee; I didn’t think i would disturb him as much as i did. We keeping going back and forth and at some point i start screaming and crying, asking him if he really thinks that i deserve to be sleep deprived for making a mistake. i say i’m a human being and have to use the washroom and he never makes room for mistakes for me. I started bringing up some stuff from the past and say things between us are never going to work out. He said weather i woke him up with malicious intent or if i woke him up out of inconsideration and lack of forethought, his reaction was justified and I didn’t deserve to get sleep either.

I genuinely love him and want things to work out but that’s dependent on weather or not i’m the asshole and his reaction was warranted. I seriously can’t tell at this point and i’m worried i may be in the wrong here despite my initial feelings.

AITH?

What are these acronyms?

[qtboni]

Hello again boni! its me, again, bc i adored your writing on my last req! i have another if that okay!

how would ghost (or maybe konig too, bc i luv him aswell) act if you told him you were pregnant? like this is early relationship, maybe a month or two into dating, only had sex about 4 times, and how would he go about telling soap and his friends and shit?

if you dont want to do this req u dont have to, but it was jus an idea! ^v^

again, thank you in advance, luv ya and your work!

HAI BBY! sorry this took so long to write >< i hope this makes up for it! i also saw your other req and im rly looking forward in writing it! thank you for this!

╰﹒ 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐒 !

PAIRING: Simon 'Ghost' Riley X Fem!Reader & König X Fem!Reader

OVERVIEW: Your partner's reaction to the news of your pregnancy.

C/W: A sprinkle of angst with cute comfort and fluff ^^ mentions of being pregnant.

You took a deep breath, trying to still the trembling in your limbs. Your hands were shaking as you reached for the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter. You closed the door behind you and sat down on the cold tile floor, closing your eyes as you waited for the result.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you looked down at the test. Two bold lines were staring back up at you. You couldn't believe it - you were pregnant! At first, you felt a wave of joy wash over you, but it quickly turned into terror.

You were pregnant... with a baby. His baby.

You didn't know how to tell him, you were terrified that he would leave you if he found out. Tears streamed down your face as you collapsed onto the floor, sobbing inconsolably.

You had always dreamt of having a baby, but this was too much. It was too early. You were scared, alone, and entirely unsure of what to do. The idea of bringing a human being into this world was daunting, and you couldn't shake the fear that you wouldn't be a good parent.

You stayed there on the bathroom floor for what felt like hours, tears streaming down your face, until finally you heard the sound of your thoughts, telling you that you need to tell him. Your heart skipped a beat as you quickly wiped away your tears, trying to compose yourself, and scrambled to your feet to find him.

You opened the door and went out, sniffling away your tears. You were determined to do what was right, even though you knew it would be painful.

── ◜‹3◞  SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY :

"I'm pregnant..." you said, your voice shaking.

You stood in front of Simon, your legs trembling as you held the positive pregnancy test in your hand. You had taken the test a dozen times, and each time it came back positive. You had tried to push the thought of it away, to pretend it wasn't happening, but the reality was sinking in. You were going to be a mother. But more than that, you might become a mother without the man you love.

The words echoed in the silence that followed, as if they hung in the air between you two. Simon took a step back, his eyes growing wider as he tried to make sense of what you had just told him.

Simon stood in front of you, his eyes searching yours for an answer. You could see the shock and confusion written all over his face, and you knew this was the moment to tell him.

"What.." you heard him whisper. You thought he was going to run, to leave you to face this alone. But he didn't move, he just stood there, frozen in place..

That isn't a good sign.

You felt a lump form in your throat as the tears welled up in your eyes. This was too much to bear on your own, and you needed him, you needed his support, or else you didn't know how you would make it through this. But the silence was unbearable, and you felt like you were suffocating.

"I.." You took a step forward, your hand extended towards him. "Please, Simon, I need you."

You cradled your stomach and felt hot tears slowly going down your cheeks. You sobbed as you managed to choke out, "I can't do this alone, Si'. Please..."

Long gone was the distress in his eyes. Softness emerged from them as he realized the situation. And you swore you saw a shimmer in his eyes. You slowly watch as he reached out and took your hand, his touch sending an electric shock through your body.

"I'm here, sorry, love," he said, his voice barely more than a whisper. "I'm here for you."

You felt like you could finally breathe again, like you had just been given a second chance. You felt a sense of relief wash over you, and you broke down in tears, finally letting go of all the fear and emotion that had been swirling inside of you.

Simon pulled you into his arms, holding you tight as you cried, his presence the only thing that kept you going. You look up at Simon, tears streaming down your face.

"I'm so sorry," you whisper. "I know this is a lot to take in, and I know it's not the right time."

Simon's eyes soften as he lowers himself to one knee, taking your hands in his. "Don't be sorry, love," he says. "We're in this together, we'll figure it out. I love you. I'll do everything I can to be there for you and our baby."

You feel a rush of relief and gratitude wash over you, and you lean in to hug him. "Thank you, Simon," you whisper.

Over the next few months, Simon goes above and beyond to show his support. He does research on pregnancy, childbirth, and newborn care, and he attends every doctor's appointment with you. He asks questions and listens carefully to the advice of the healthcare professionals, and he makes a point of being involved in every aspect of your pregnancy.

As you begin to show, Simon becomes more protective of you, helping you with simple tasks like carrying groceries or opening doors.

Despite his own uncertainties and insecurities from his abusive father, Simon still dreams to be a good father. He would spend time reading parenting books and attending parenting classes.

In those early days, Simon is a different man than the one he was before the baby arrived. He's more patient, more sensitive, and more thoughtful. He listens to you more deeply, and he makes an effort to truly see and understand you.

Simon walked into the pub, greeted by the familiar sound of laughter and the smell of beer. He made his way to the bar and ordered a beer, before taking a seat at their usual table in the corner.

Gaz, Captain Price, and Soap were already there, engaged in a conversation. As soon as Simon sat down, Soap noticed his presence and greeted him with a wave.

"Hey, mate," Soap said, his accent thicker than usual after a few beers. "What's up?"

Simon took a sip of his beer and cleared his throat, trying to come up with the right words to say. "I need to talk to you guys about something," he said, his voice sounding a little hoarse.

Gaz put down his beer and turned to face Simon. "What's up, man?" he asked, his concern evident on his face.

Simon took a deep breath, steeling himself for the reaction he was going to get. "My girlfriend and I are expecting a baby," he said, feeling a mix of emotions wash over him.

The three friends looked surprised for a moment, before bursting into a chorus of congratulations and questions.

Gaz asked if it was a boy or a girl, while Captain Price offered to help build the nursery and Soap promised to be there for Simon every step of the way, even bragged at the man jokingly that he would be the favorite uncle of his child amongst Gaz and Price.

Simon felt overwhelmed with gratitude for his friends' support. He felt like he could handle anything, knowing that he had people in his life who cared about him and were there for him, no matter what.

Simon, although still is quite insecure with himself to be a dad, he wants to be there for your child.

── ◜‹3◞  KÖNIG :

König is sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone, unaware of what's about to happen and you shakily inhaled.

"Hun," you say, your voice trembling, "I need to talk to you."

He looks up at you, sensing that something's off.

"What's wrong, schatz?" he asks, placing his phone down and coming closer to you.

"I'm pregnant," you blurt out, feeling a wave of emotions wash over you. His eyes widen in surprise, and he takes a step back.

"W-Was meinst du?" he stammers in German, clearly taken aback by the news.

For a moment, there's silence between the two of you. You can see the fear and uncertainty in his expression.

"Are you sure?" he adds, his voice quieter than usual.

"I've taken three tests," you assure him and fumbled on your fingers. "It's... I'm sure."

You watch as König sinks onto the couch, rubbing his forehead as he tries to process the news. His social anxiety is starting to kick in, and you can see him pulling inward. You know this is a lot for him to take in, and you want to give him the space he needs to process his emotions.

But as you stand there, waiting for him to respond, you notice a sudden change in his behavior. He stood up to pace back and forth, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. You can tell that he's getting increasingly agitated, and you're not sure what's going on.

This hurts you. So much.

Before you confront him about it, he abruptly storms out of the room, his footsteps echoing through the house. You're left standing there, confused and worried. Hurt, you cradled yourself for protection. Was it something you said? Did you do something wrong?

You spend the next few minutes in a state of anxiety, unable to shake the feeling that something is deeply amiss. You have no idea what to do or where to turn. But then, several minutes later, König finally comes back.

You hear him before you see him, his footsteps pounding against the floor. You jump up from the couch, your heart pounding in your chest. It's clear that he's in a state of panic, his hair disheveled and his eyes wide with distress.

"I'm sorry," König says, his voice shaking as he rushes to you.

He pulls you into a tight hug, his body trembling against yours. You can feel his heart pounding against your chest, and you wrap your arms around him, offering comfort and reassurance.

"I'm so sorry, mein liebling," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please forgive me."

You're too stunned to even speak. Why'd he leave? And, he came back?

He takes your hands in his, tears streaming down his face.

"I never meant to hurt you," he says, his voice hitching. "It was just too much, too fast. I'm sorry, Es tut mir so leid, Süße."

"It's okay, König," you say, kissing the top of his head. "I understand. This is a lot for both of us to take in."

He pulls away slightly, looking up at you with teary eyes.

"I don't know if I'm ready for this," he says, his voice cracking. "I'm so scared. I don't want to mess this up."

You caress his cheek softly, smiling at him. "We'll figure this out together," you say, your voice filled with kindness and love. "Okay?"

He nods, clinging onto you tightly.

"Okay," he whispers, his voice filled with gratitude. "Danke, mein liebe. I love you so much."

König kissed your forehead and continued on peppering kisses all over your pretty face, making you giggle.

And in that moment, you know that everything will be alright. You're in this together, and you'll face whatever challenges come your way, hand in hand, united in love and determination.

The day König found out about the pregnancy was one of the most overwhelming moments of his life. He never expected to become a father so soon, and the thought of having so much responsibility suddenly weighed heavily on him.

As someone who struggles with social anxiety, he found it difficult to process his emotions and express them to you. He withdrew into myself, feeling isolated and like he was failing you.

But you refused to let him pull away. You gently but firmly pulled him back in, offering love and reassurance at every turn. You listened to his fears and concerns, and gave him the space to process them at his own pace. You were in this together, and he would be right there beside you every step of the way.

As the days passed, König slowly started to come out of his shell. He became more involved in the pregnancy, eager to learn and prepare for your new life as parents. He started to think about what kind of father he wanted to be, and how he could be the best partner he could be to you.

He was still anxious at times, but your support and love never wavered. You reminded him that he didn't have to be perfect, that you would face the future together, and that you would make mistakes along the way. Together, you faced every challenge that came your way, from picking out baby names to decorating the nursery. You became a team, united by your love for each other and your love for your child.

Through it all, König realized that you were his strength, his hope, and his happiness. You were his everything, and he couldn't imagine going through this journey without you. He knew that you were meant to be together, and that the road ahead would be filled with love, happiness, and joy.

König had always struggled with social anxiety, and it had been difficult for him to make friends. But he was incredibly close to his beloved grandmother, who he knew would be overjoyed to hear the news of his soon-to-be fatherhood.

So, he took a deep breath and started to write down what he wanted to say, practicing it a few times to help him feel more prepared. He knew that this was an important moment in his life, and he wanted to share it with the person he loved the most.

When he finally approached his grandmother's house, he could already hear her laughter and happy tears. It was as if she had been expecting the news, and he felt a weight lifted off his shoulders.

König takes a deep breath and approaches his grandmother, holding out the sonogram photo. His heart races as he waits for her to look up, eager to share the news.

"Großmutter," he trailed off. "I have some news to share with you."

"Oh, König, selbstverständlich!" the old woman said in her native tongue as she turns to him. "What is it, dear?"

"Großmutter," He clears his throat. "I'm going to be a father."

König watches his grandma's eyes light up and he felt so relieved to hear, "Oh König, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you!"

To his surprise, his grandmother responded with the sweetest words of love and encouragement that he had ever heard. She told him how proud she was of him, and how excited she was for your journey ahead as the mother of her grandkid.

He replies back in German, "Thank you, Großmutter. It means so much to have your support."

The old woman stood up and hugged him tightly, "Of course, dear. You know I'll always be here for you."

His grandma then kisses his cheek. He could see the joy on her face as he told her about the new life growing inside him, and he felt a warm sense of love and acceptance. Konig felt an overwhelming rush of happiness and gratitude as he hugged his grandmother tightly. For someone who struggled with social anxiety, the kindness and love that she showed him made him feel more confident and secure in the journey ahead.

With their love and guidance, König was excited to embrace the next chapter of his life as a father. He knew that he would never have to face life's challenges alone, he had you. You had always been there for him in the past, and he knew that you would continue to be there in the future. And with the new life growing inside him, he felt a sense of hope and happiness that he had never experienced before.

König can't wait to be the father of your child and shower him or her with endless affection and support.

[eclipseiz]

Commander ﹒⪩⪨﹒

pairing- phillip graves x reader

(♡ synopsis)- a mission results in you getting hurt, but also with commander graves head between your legs

warnings- "who did this to you" trope, established relationship, oral (fem receiving), dirty talk, fingering

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Charging back into base you shoved pass the lingering soldiers who's gazes were glued to you.

Weather it was because you were the 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 woman on base or because it looked like you were hit by a bus. Your hair that was normally thrown back in a tight bun was sticking up at all different angles. Your dress has a tear up the side that was being held closed by your hand and the star of the show was the deep purple bruise that imprinted on the side of your face. Sending you into a drug house acting like a prostitute had to be the worst plan in history

"L.T hold on" you heard Soap yell from behind you but you kept moving forward not bothering to stop your journey to the bathroom to wash up before crashing in bed.

You felt a hand grip your arm making you whip around and lock eyes with the mohawk wearing man, "What in gods name do you need right now? Wasn't sending me into El Sin Nombre's house 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 may I add enough?!"

He quickly dropped your arm, "Were sorry L.T we didn't know it would escalate that quick." he said solemnly.

You scoffed shaking your head and rolling your tongue against your cheek, "It wasn't on you Soap. Its on the idiots that sent me in their and didn't proceed to have my back." you patted his shoulder before stepping back. "I'm gonna clean up and get some rest, tell the others I do not want to be bothered unless someone's getting dying."

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Stepping out of the steamy shower you quickly dried off before walking to the mirror assessing the purple marking around your cheek.

Hearing the door click open you quickly turned around to yell at whoever was charging into an occupied bathroom but cut yourself seeing it was Phillip.

"I heard you got hurt." he said before stopping infront of you and bringing his fingers to your chin to turn your head. "W𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖽 this 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎?" he asked between clenched teeth.

You brought your hand to his chest rubbing down the hard abs underneath his muscle shirt, "I was told to go into a back hallway to find an entrance to the third floor. Ghost said he was watching but he must have gotten distracted because a Cartel member cornered me in and tried to make advances on me." You sighed. "When I rejected him he backhanded me. I got the knife I had on my thigh and killed him."

He tensed under your hands, "Are you okay?" he asked slowly watching for any reaction on your face.

"Coudn't be better. Would just love to take a nap." You stepped back towards the door to your bedroom, "Wanna join?"

Phillip didn't skip a beat in following after you and sitting on the bed, watching as you dropped the towel covering your naked body. You went to reach for pants and a shirt but he stopped you, "Don't bother with that, come lay down baby."

You smirked as you walked to the side of your bed and crawled over to him, "Why's that?"

"Lay down and I'll show you." as you moved onto your back he moved onto his stomach, his breath hitting your hot core, "Aw look, my pretty girl already soaked." he rubbed your juices around your lips before moving up to your clit.

"P-please." you gasped out, hand coming down to grip his cropped brown hair.

He chuckled before lapping at your clit while pushing the tips of his fingers into your entrance. Your head hit the back of the pillow as you moaned out a dreamy sigh. Noticing you already chasing your high he pushed his finger the rest of the way in, curling them to hit your g-spot at the perfect angle.

You had only been in this position for 3 minutes and he already had you a panting mess, "Make me come Commander. Please."

He perked up at the use of his title flicking his tongue faster, "Cmon Baby, Cmon Baby, Cmon Baby." He whispered agaisnt your puffy clit.

You came with a earth crushing moan, your body tensing and your hands pushing Phillips head further into your core, "Holy Shit." you sighed out as he moved back up your body giving you a passionate kiss before moving off the bed.

"Sleep well baby, Ill be back in a little bit." the Commander said before tucking the blankets over and turning the light off.

Lets just say Ghost got his ass handed to him that night.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

[aliasrocket]

What about meeting the guardians for the first time after being with rocket for a while? (Maybe they don’t believe they’re together)

Hope you don’t mind me using Neb’s guardians even though I really miss Gamora :(( would have loved her reaction on this but I feel like Rocket would definitely not be ready for a relationship around the time Gamora was still around so I hope this is okay, aghhh I really wanna make a fic of her BUT ANYWAY!! This was such a wholesome warm up anon, thank you!!

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“You sure about this?”

Rocket lifted his head to give you a look, one of uncertainty and a brow just slightly higher than the other; his eyes remained persistent on yours.

“Yeah, why not, I mean, those assholes don’t believe I exist. You really wanna go on like that?” You asked, and it was sort of rhetorical when you already knew Rocket’s answer as you scooped up your bag.

“I don’t know. Didn’t wanna rush into somethin’ just ‘cause I got something to prove.”

You laughed. Rocket followed closely behind you as you opened the door to your apartment. You threw him the keys, and with a low crunch your door was locked before he came chasing after you.

“Who are you and what did you do to my Rocket?” Your smile hung across your face long after your laugh subsided.

“What?” Rocket chuckled breathily.

“You’d do anything if you had something to prove,” you stated matter-of-factly with a crease in your brow as you turned back to shoot him a look. “And don’t deny it. It’s a waste of time.”

As the sun’s natural light overtook your senses, you heard a faint chuckle from behind you. You eyed him coming up beside you and without another word, taking his silence as admitting defeat.

not long after leaving your apartment you turn up at the bar the guardians had told Rocket to meet them in, and the looks they gave you were ones you couldn’t quite decipher.

The one in the red leather jacket hadn’t taken his eyes off you since you had first entered, and the lady next to him had to nudge him before he could adjust himself rather poorly. The tree looking creature Rocket sat next to gave you a nod and a smile which you returned as you took your own seat beside between the man who stared at you and Rocket. There was also another man sitting across from who you wasn’t wearing a shirt, but besides that he hadn’t dine anything exceptional to warrant any other description.

“So …” the man in the jacket began before taking a sip of what you guessed to be brandy. You couldn’t be sure on Knowhere.

“This is her,” Rocket said plainly. Saying your name formally, he followed it up with a, “meet the guardians.”

“I’m Peter,” Peter gushed, almost cutting Rocket off as he held out a firm hand in front of you. You took it and gave him a weak shake he didn’t seem to mind as his eyes wandered over to Rocket before zipping back to you with a weakened smile. “But Rocket calls me Quill.”

“Nebula,” the lady uttered. Her voice seemed weary but Rocket had told you befofehand that that’s just how she spoke.

“Drax the destroyer,” the shirtless man said next, before looking over to the tree-like creature.

“I am groot.” He nodded with another smile.

Before you could look away, something on Groot’s neck had bloomed from his bark. He tilted his head to pluck it out, and it was only when he handed it to you that you realized he grew you a small flower.

You took it a little quicker than you thought you would have, smiling sheepishly and tucking your head to your shoulders. “Thank you, Groot.”

“So, listen …”

You turned back to Quill who avoided your gaze this time, fingertips on the table before you. You tucked Groot’s flower behind your ear, not sure where else you could keep it without it crumpling.

“I’m not sure how much Rocket paid you, but I am sure we can double the units if you admit he hired you right now.”

“Quill! That is crude!” Drax interjected with a frown. “Not right in front of Rocket! The deal was to wait until he went to the bathroom!”

“You both are idiots.” Nebula rolled her eyes. “She’s not an actress. She’s definitely a prostitute, look at her.”

Suddenly the wind hitting your shoulders were just a little too cold.

“Guys! She’s real, cut it out!” Rocket barked, standing from his seat and creating a thunderous shrieking sound with the chair. “We’re gonna have to have a serious conversation about this, I’m—”

“Rocket, it’s fine,” you said, holding a hand to his own on the table as you looked up to him with eyes he seemed to melt over.

You turn back again to face the rest of the table with newly ironed out composure.

“What can I do to prove I’m Rocket’s girlfriend?”

Quill’s gaze narrowed at you as he pressed his two hands together, connecting them to his lips in thought.

“What’s Rocket’s favorite song?” Quill finally decided.

You look back at Rocket, who’s giving you a wide-eyed look with his jaw ajar and hesitating between keeping shut and saying something with silent words.

You flipped through the blurry polaroids in your head of your time with Rocket. You’re not sure if you’d come up with something until you remembered a time he bathed you during a particularly troubling night.

“I—I don’t know his favorite song, but he seems to sing Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen a lot in the shower—”

Quill’s hand flies to his lips. “I am so sorry we were so wrong about you—”

“I second that, let me pay for your drink—”

“Scratch that altogether I think we do actually owe you that doubled units Quill so diligently offered,” Nebula finished for Drax before avoiding your gaze like the plague.

Groot had been silent the whole time so he just tilted his head at you before nudging Rocket with another, “I am Groot.”

“No I know you believed me from the start,” Rocket replied. “You always do.”

He turned to you with a sort of exhausted smile, his hand touching your arm and moving his thumb over your skin soothingly.

“I don’t even have it in me to argue,” Rocket sighed. “But you guys owe me big time.”

[avalil18]

A New Addition

Summary: you and Joe tell your families about the new addition you are about to add into your lives!

Warnings: fluff, kissing, miscarriage talk

Pairing: Joe burrow x reader

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About a couple days ago you started not to feel good and found out you are late. So you decided to take a pregnancy test.

You and Joe got married about a year ago in May. It was the happiest day of your lives! Both you and Joe talked about kids before and said whenever it happens you guys will be ready and be by each other’s side for all of it. Through thick and thin. You were so nervous because you didn’t know how Joe was going to react. He had a post-practice interview a couple months ago and a reporter asked him if he was ready to have kids. You could tell Joe was a little mad and taken back because the reporters know not to really ask any personal questions about joes private life but Joe was nice and calm about it and said “I’m not a big fan with talking about my private life but whenever the time comes me and my wife would be ready but let’s stick to football questions right now.” And you thought that was a great answer given Joe is not very open to the public about that stuff. Once in the bathroom You take the test and wait 2 minutes. It was the longest 2 minutes of your life! When the alarm went off on your phone your heart started beating a thousand miles per second and you walked over to the bathroom counter to pick up the test. And there it was two blue lines across the screen of the test. You couldn’t believe it! You and Joe are going to be parents! You started crying from happiness but also you were a little scared to be honest. When you turned 20 you found out if you were to become pregnant there could be a possibility of a miscarriage due a surgery you had when you were 16. You didn’t want to go through that. So you sat on your bathroom floor with the test in hand trying to capture the moment and take everything in. Once feeling calm enough to get up you ran down stairs and quickly grabbed your keys to your car to go to target and pick out a onesie. Hopefully nobody recognized you and thankfully nobody did. Once home it was already 6pm and that was the time Joe got home from practice so you quickly ran to the kitchen counter and set the pregnancy test in counter along with the onesie. You smiled at the sight of it laying on the counter and took a pic then set up your camera and clicked record to film joes reaction. After a few minutes you heard the door open. This is it. Here goes nothing! “Y/n?”Joe asks. “In the kitchen!” You say. Joe walked in with a black shirt and black sweatpants and looked so handsome like always. He dropped his bags and opened his arms to give you a hug. You quickly feel into his embrace and said “I have a surprise for you!” “You do?!” He said! “Close your eyes and when I tell you open,ok?!” You told him. “Ok!” He said. You grabbed his hand and led him to the counter with his eyes closed. “Open” you say once stopped. Joe opened his eyes and looked around confused then stopped at what caught his eye on the counter. He gasped and looked at you. “Really!”he said “yes!” You answered back. “You’re going to be a dad Joey!” You said with a big smile and wrapped your arms around his neck. He kissed you and said “God! I love you y/n and our baby.” He placed his right hand on your belly. “We will get through it y/n, ok? Promise!” He said knowing there could be a problem with you being pregnant. “I know but I’m still worried.” You said in a sad tone. “I know but I’m right here and will be with you through the thick and thin.” Joey said. That night Joe couldn’t keep his hands off your stomach and you felt better knowing you had a great husband who would be there.

A couple days later, yours and joes families came over for dinner. You were wearing leggings and a black oversized crewneck. You know you don’t have to get dressed up because it’s juts family and you are eating at home but you also weren’t in the mood to dress up because you didn’t feel the greatest due to the bun in the oven. “Joe they are here!” You say as you walk to the front door to greet your in-laws and parents. After a great dinner with your families you and Joe decide it’s time to tell them the big news! “So, um me and y/n have something we need to say.” Joe says rubbing his neck while smiling at you. You smile back and give Joe a nod and pull out the pregnancy test you kept in your sleeve and you and Joe both say “we’re pregnant!” “OMG!” Both parents say and come over to hug you and Joe. “We will be there for y/n and Joe every step in the way and always a phone call away!” Robin says and jimmy and your parents agreeing. They both know what could happen during your time being pregnant and know it can be hard not knowing if everything will be ok. But you are so lucky to have a great support system.

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[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 70

[Lime Warning]

My visit to Jiro's room was cut short. After I read some of the lyrics I didn't find anything off with it, actually, I loved it already even if it wasn't finished yet, and she kinda hummed the melody to me -because it was late and she wasn't going to play an instrument- so I just snapped a picture of the song lyrics and promised her I would memorize it. She also told me that Mina already had the recording of the melody too, and that's how she could come up with the choreography so quickly.

Later we would decide which parts I'd be singing.

And like that, I dragged my feet out of Jiro's room, down to the common room and in the elevator to get to my room.

Where Katsuki had been waiting for me. Or maybe he had already fallen asleep.

I sighed as I opened my bedroom door, the light was turned off and I could make out a bump on my bed, covered with my blanket. So he was already asleep.

I tiptoed to my dresser so I could change into my nightwear. And although I had a shower in my bathroom, I took a quick shower down in the common room's bathroom earlier. Just couldn't change from the sweaty and dirty clothes I had.

Kind of uncomfortable, not gonna lie.

But I took off my t-shirt, and the sports uniform pants that I was wearing, and I got dressed with some basketball shorts and a loose tank top. But while I was about to put on my shirt, I heard the bed squeaking slightly. Glancing over my shoulder, Katsuki was sitting on my bed, rubbing his eyes cutely. It made me smile and I just finished dressing.

"Did I wake you up, puppy?" He groaned and shook his head from side to side.

"I wasn't really asleep anyway, maybe I slept for a few minutes," Katsuki looked up at me and tossed the blanket away, making space for me to lay down, "Come 'er." He mumbled, extending his arms out to me.

And I noticed the oversized t-shirt he was wearing. It was one of my shirts... shit, so cute!

I smiled and walked to my bed, sitting and instantly having Katsuki's body on top of mine.

"What's with you always being on top of me? Not that I hate it," Katsuki hid his face in the crook of my neck, sighing and holding onto my shirt.

"You're really warm all the time, it relaxes me..." I placed my hands on his waist, laying down and covering us with the blanket, "Also, you can be on top of me..." he raised his head, leaning into my ear, breathing on it and sending shivers down my body, "Whenever we are making love~."

I bit my tongue, and turned to look away, although I had nothing to look at in the darkness.

"Katsuki, why do you always do these things to me?" I whispered, covering my face with my (right/left) hand, I heard him giggling and placing kisses on the back of my hand.

"Speaking of, when will we do it again?" I groaned with embarrassment at his words and rested my forehead on his shoulder.

"Can you stop with that, Katsuki?" He let out a single loud laugh, making it sound more like a scoff and he pinned me down on the bed by my shoulders. Now, Katsuki wasn't stronger than me, I just didn't like putting up a fight with him.

"Why should I? I like seeing your reactions," he was laughing again, and I had enough of his mockery, so I pulled him down by his waist, holding his arms at his sides and hugging him tight.

"Sleep already, Katsuki," I told him in a sweet voice, he growled and struggled for a while, but completely melted on me when I moved my hand under his shirt, tracing his spine with my fingertips and massaging his scalp with my opposite hand.

"You win this battle, only because I'm sleepy, (M/n)," Katsuki pecked my neck and I fixed the blanket again, pulling it up to his shoulders, and kissed the crown of his head.

"Good night, puppy. I love you."

For a moment I thought he had fallen asleep because I didn't have a reply, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I heard him.

"...I love you too."

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And just like that, a week passed by, practicing with the dance team and asking Jiro some things now and again. By the end of the week, the song was done, she recorded herself playing the song with her guitar, and she told me what parts I might be singing. So I memorized the melody and hummed the lyrics to the rhythm.

But while I was rehearsing by myself, Katsuki climbed up on my lap, snatching my phone away from my hands, and forced his mouth on mine.

"Hmph-?!" My surprised yelp was muffled by Katsuki's lips. With wide and shocked eyes I stared at him as he had his crimson orbs hidden by his eyelids and his slim fingers were tugging at my hair.

I moved my hands to press them against his chest to push him away, but he gripped my wrists for a moment and lowered them to make them rest on top of his thighs.

"Kat-!" Katsuki bit my bottom lip, quite hard actually, making me wince and he used his chance to push his tongue inside my mouth.

Okay, what was up with him...?

I know what is up with him.

The problem was that I wasn't feeling like doing it now, but I know how Katsuki is, and he will get whatever he wants. So while Katsuki was grinding his hips on mine and I let him dominate me for a moment, I thought of what to do.

How do I get my sexy and horny lover, to calm his hormones for a bit?

And I had an idea.

But with all of this straightforward situation, I was in a problem of my own, as something was beginning to rise. Literally.

I just kissed him back, rubbing my tongue against his, making him moan and hold onto me greedily way, but I pulled back just for a moment. Katsuki was gasping softly, his lips swelling and desire shining in his eyes.

I leaned in and pushed my tongue inside his mouth, Katsuki let out a kinda muffled moan, his hips grinding faster now as my fingers pressed down on his thighs. I could perfectly feel Katsuki's erection rubbing against my lower abdomen, having my own erection stimulated by the movement of his hips.

My thoughts went 'fuck it', and I moved one of my hands to his bulge, getting it out of its confinement and slowly stroking it up and down, paying close attention to his shaft, where his most sensitive part was.

"Shit... (M/n)~ I wa-want to do it a-again..." He whispered against my mouth, his eyes closing as he bit hard on his bottom lip.

"Damn it, Katsuki," I growled and just the sound of my voice made him whimper.

With the sight he was blessing me with, I just had to swallow my saliva or I would start drooling otherwise, but even if he was behaving this way, I wasn't going to do it.

At least, not today.

So I pulled down my pants and underwear, letting my dick out and I held both of our erections.

I was definitely not expecting this to feel this fucking good.

Katsuki was moaning and whimpering, trying to muffle his noises on my neck, while I was groaning and gasping heavily, trying to stay as quiet as possible.

"Aah~ g-go... faster-ngh~" Katsuki grabbed onto the front of my shirt, his palms heating up and burning it, but I didn't care at all.

All I could focus on was the movement of Katsuki's hips as he thrusted up into my hand, feeling his dick grinding on mine. The pre-cum oozing out of Katsuki's slit caused wet noises to fill the room and made everything more pleasurable.

"Fuck, Katsuki... s-stop moving so m-much..." I groaned in his ear and he shook his head.

"I can't... I-I'm a-about to c-ggeuh~... to cum, (M/n)~" Katsuki's voice cracked a few times because of the pleasure, and that made me move my hand faster. "Shit- Aah!"

By now I was moving my own hips in time with my hand and Katsuki's hips. Both of us really close to our climax...

When somebody knocked on my door.

Instinctively, I covered Katsuki's mouth with my free hand. And this asshole started licking and sucking on my fingers. "Yes?" I exclaimed loud enough for the person outside to hear me while looking at Katsuki with annoyance.

"(M/n), have you seen Bakugou? We were supposed to study together," it was Eijiro. I turned towards the blond, but he just kept blowing my fingers, his teary eyes staring right into mine.

So I figured I'd have to lie, "Uh... no, I haven't seen him in a while, you tried calling him or going to his room?"

With that, Katsuki took my fingers out of his mouth, and that made me relax for a second, but only for a second. Because he lowered my hand, moved it behind him and down to his ass, making my fingers press on his entrance. I just glared at him with a 'what are you doing during this damn situation, Katsuki?!' kind of look. He seemed to understand and smirked with mischief at me.

"I did, but his phone is turned off and his bedroom door is locked." And after a few seconds of struggle, I thought of something else.

"Maybe he's asleep, he'll show up later, Eijiro." I heard him saying something else, but I didn't pay attention, mostly because I had my fingers already inside of Katsuki.

I bit my tongue as Eijiro said 'Later!' and heard his footsteps as he walked away. Katsuki was digging his teeth into his bottom lip and burning my shirt even more as he rode my fingers. During one of his movements down, I felt that slight bump inside of him, and I pressed down hard on it purposely.

"(M/n)~!" He exclaimed quite loud, with his eyes wide and mouth open.

I moved my hand and stroked our dicks again, hearing Katsuki whimpering my name. He clenched around my fingers as I thrusted them inside of him, occasionally stimulating his prostate, and I had Katsuki gasping for air while breathlessly moaning out to me.

His tongue was hanging out of his mouth, some drool dripping down his chin, and I just took in the blessing image I had of Bakugou Katsuki himself.

"D-don't s-st-stop, p-please... I'm about to cu-(M/N)!" He screamed out. His climax hit him harshly, staining his tank top, up to his chest and my burned shirt.

I leaned in to lick the few drops of cum that made it up to his neck as he gasped out and fell on top of me. "Katsuki...?" I asked him, but I only heard soft snoring.

I chuckled and placed a kiss on the crown of his head.

[allmoshnobrain]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

part 10 of ? | masterpost

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I let out a relieved sigh as the warmth engulfed me upon entering the shower. The hot water cascaded over my body, easing away the tension. A soft chuckle escaped my lips when Dave snuggled up from behind, his lips finding the curve between my shoulder and neck. My face flushed, and I melted into his touch as he brushed my hair aside, peppering my skin with gentle kisses.

✦ summary: Dave comforts Nore as Cliff's reaction to finding out they slept together turns out worse than expected.

✦ on this chapter: NSFW!!, dave mustaine x female!oc, oc is cliff's cousin, +18, language, slice of life, hurt/comfort/praise, fluff, unprotected sex, shower sex, mxf sex (explicit), oral sex, fingering

✧ i need your love, more and more ✧

“WHAT THE HELL?”

The sudden shout jolted me awake, sending my heart racing and causing me to let out a startled scream. I looked around in confusion, realizing that Dave had also been awakened and seemed just as surprised.

Feeling a wave of embarrassment, I quickly covered myself, aware of Cliff standing at the door, his expression filled with anger and shock. Dave wrapped his arms around me protectively. I looked at him and saw his face contorted and red with anger as he glared at Cliff.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in a dangerously low voice. "Close the fucking door!"

Cliff looked at Dave and then at me before slamming the door shut. I could hear James and Lars' voices outside, trying to figure out what was going on. It was early morning, and they must have just arrived from the street.

"Got all your clothes?" Dave asked as he got up and started getting dressed.

"I... I just left my shirt in the bathroom, I think," I replied.

"Here, take mine. I'll be right back."

I gratefully took the black shirt from his hands and quickly put it on as he left the room, slamming the door so hard that the windows shook.

Chaos awaited me when I finished getting dressed and walked into the living room. James looked at me, unsure of what to do, while Cliff and Dave shouted at each other. Lars leaned against the wall, visibly annoyed by the whole situation.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT'? SHE'S MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!" Dave was shouting as I walked into the room.

"She's FUCKING EIGHTEEN!" Cliff yelled back. "And I thought I made it damn clear that I don't want you taking advantage of her!"

“Taking advantage? Taking advantage? Fuck off! I didn't do anything she didn't want me to!”

“I'm sure she doesn't know…”

“What? What doesn’t she know? What sex is? She’s not a goddamn child!”

“She doesn't know the fucking piece of shit you are! A fucking drunk, junkie…”

“Yeah, look who's talking!”

“Cliff, for God's sake…” I started, but he looked at me, furious.

“Shut up, Nore.” he growled. “You better keep your mouth shut.”

“Are you telling me to shut up? ” I asked, stunned, as Dave exploded again:

“DON'T FUCKING TALK TO HER LIKE THAT!”

“Cliff, you don't have to talk to her like that, man.” James said, trying to calm the situation. “They're together, did you really think they wouldn't hook up? You and Lea do it too…”

“It's different.” Cliff snarled, looking at me. “Leanne didn't get kicked out because she screwed up. Leanne didn't get mixed up with just anyone.”

“So that's what you think of me, then?” I growled, fuming, trying to brush off how much his words stung, but failing to do so as tears welled up in my eyes. “You're being a total jerk, I can't take this anymore!”

“I told you to shut up!” he yelled, angrier than I'd ever seen him. “You know what, go ahead and stick with this loser then. Clearly you don't give a shit about what I think, anyway.”

With that, he stormed off, slamming the door behind him and leaving me speechless. Dave glanced at me, then at the door, his face still flushed with anger, and went after Cliff.

I honestly didn't care if they were fighting. Right then, all I wanted was for Dave to kick Cliff's ass.

James came closer, looking concerned.

“You okay?” he asked. I didn't answer; all I wanted was to be alone to deal with how sad I was feeling right now. “Nore?”

I just ran to the bathroom as tears started streaming down my face.

I don't know exactly how long I stayed there, sniffling and splashing water on my face over and over, trying to stop the damn tears. I never thought Cliff could be such a jerk, and now I was starting to question if he even wanted me around. If the whole story with my parents kicking me out wasn't about to happen all over again.

After a while, I heard someone knocking on the door. 

“Get lost!” I growled, my voice low. The knocking persisted, and I shouted, pissed off: “Leave me alone!” 

“Nore? It's me.” Dave's voice came through. “Let me in. Are you okay?”

I quickly opened the door, my tears starting to flow again as I let out a sob. There was Dave, standing at the door, his hand injured and a bruise on his lips showing that the clash with Cliff hadn't been friendly. 

“Hey…” he whispered, looking unsure about how to handle the situation. Maybe he wasn't as smooth at comforting girls as he was at charming them. “Nore... Forget about what he said. We all know it wasn’t your choice to get out of your parents’ place.”

I snuggled into his chest, trying to hold back the tears. He gently ran his fingers through my hair. 

“I really love you, Nore. Yesterday was fucking special to me. Don't let Cliff ruin it, alright?”

I nodded, wiping away my tears and trying to calm down. Thankfully, I had managed to stop crying for now. 

“You’re hurt.” My voice quivered as I took his hand in mine. 

“This?” He grinned, looking relieved to see me more composed. “It's nothing. I'm fine.”

“I don't want you getting hurt because of me, Dave.” I gazed at him. He smiled and planted a kiss on my forehead. 

“Hey, no one talks to my girl like that. You know what, I don't wanna see you sad like this anymore. Let's brush our teeth, hop in the shower, grab a bite to eat. What do you say?” 

“Okay.” I agreed, feeling his fingers still gently caressing my hair. He gave me a little peck on the forehead before stepping back and starting to unzip his pants. My face flushed. “Hold up a sec. Did you mean taking a shower together ?”

He gave me a puzzled look, then burst out laughing.  

“What's the big deal? We've seen each other naked before.” 

“Once. And it was dark.” 

He flashed a mischievous grin, leaning in close to my ear while his hands rested on my waist. 

“So now I can enjoy the show, huh?” he whispered, and I let out a soft chuckle. He peeled off my shirt and tossed it into the bathroom corner, pulling me into his arms and planting a kiss on my lips. I eagerly returned the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck as he pressed his body against mine. He broke the kiss when he noticed I was topless and raised an eyebrow.

“What?” I asked, puzzled by his gaze, feeling my cheeks flush a bit.

“Have you looked in the mirror today?” he chuckled, his voice low and playful.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and turned to look at my reflection in the mirror above the sink. My jaw dropped in surprise when I spotted the number of purple marks on my skin, courtesy of Dave from the night before: scattered across my neck, my collarbone, my breasts. I was covered in them.

“Holy shit, Dave.” I burst into laughter, utterly shocked. “We might've gone a bit overboard.”

“You think?” he quipped, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Well, I think you look downright stunning like this .” He sauntered over, wrapping his arms around me from behind and planting kisses on my neck, causing me to giggle as his ginger locks mingled with my brown strands in the mirror's reflection. “It's really hard to resist you when you’re looking so pretty, you know?”

"Are we gonna hop in the shower or what?" I grinned. He stepped back, shedding the rest of his clothes, and then lent a hand with mine.

I let out a relieved sigh as the warmth engulfed me upon entering the shower. The hot water cascaded over my body, easing away the tension. A soft chuckle escaped my lips when Dave snuggled up from behind, his lips finding the curve between my shoulder and neck. My face flushed, and I melted into his touch as he brushed my hair aside, peppering my skin with gentle kisses.

"Dave..." I began, but he cut me off; he grabbed me by the waist, spinning me around to face him, and planted his lips on mine while his hand softly stroked my cheek. I let out a little laugh as he pressed his naked body against mine, my back against the chilly bathroom wall.

"Told you it was hard to resist," he whispered, and I let out a gasp as he effortlessly lifted me by my legs, placing them around his hips while holding me tightly in his arms. I held onto his shoulders, my face growing warm as he rested his forehead against mine, his brown eyes meeting my blue ones as I felt his cock growing hard against my thigh. "Do you want me to stop?"

“No.” I whispered, and he grunted contently, before kissing me again. 

I let out a sigh as he effortlessly readjusted me in his arms, keeping me firmly pressed against the wall and penetrating me slowly. I buried my hands in his hair, trying to hold back my moans as he moved inside of me. He wasn’t so kind this time, thrusting forcefully, his own moans muffled against my skin as he planted small kisses on my neck and on my shoulders, only this time I felt not a hint of pain, only the pleasure of having him so close to me, so deep . I held onto him tightly when I couldn't hold back my moaning anymore, closing my eyes while I rested my head against the wall, feeling him moving at a steady pace inside of me. 

“Look at me.” he whispered, his voice muffled. I opened my eyes as he pressed his forehead against mine, his breath quickened as his fingers dug forcefully into my skin. “You’re mine, Nore.” he muttered and I felt my insides contract when I heard him, the knot of pleasure in my womb growing in intensity. “You’re mine, all mine.” he moaned, his lips coming back to mine, his tongue exploring my mouth hungrily. 

I let out a trembling moan when Dave pulled out and put me back on my feet, but he didn’t allow me to rest; he turned me around, his body pressing against my back, his lips coming back to my neck in a kiss while his hand pulled my hips backward, penetrating me again as his other hand held my breast firmly. I moaned loudly, feeling tears of pleasure welling up in my eyes, my whole body on fire as he thrusted hard at an increasingly irregular pace as he got closer and closer to his orgasm. I gasped in surprise as he pressed his fingertips against my clit, massaging it in circles while he moved inside me, his other hand pinching my nipple between his fingers. 

I breathed deeply when he pulled out quickly; he moaned softly when he came against my back, the hot water from the shower quickly cleansing my skin. He rested his forehead on my shoulder, his breath trembling as he caught it, and then kissed my neck, his lips traveling up to my ear.

“I’m not done with you yet.” he muttered in a husky voice as his hand reached the base of my neck, gently squeezing it and leaving me slightly breathless.

I sighed, my face and my body on fire when Dave turned me around to face him, leaning my back against the wall and kneeling between my legs. I brought my hands to his hair, my fingers tangling in the damp strands as his tongue met my clit, working on it slowly while penetrating me with two of his fingers that curved inside me and stroked my pussy gently.

I had never imagined that I could feel so good as in that moment; the feel of his breath against my skin as he ate me out and the pressure of his fingers inside of me were almost unbearable. I held onto him tightly, my hips buckling forward as the tension inside me grew even tighter. His name slipped from my mouth amidst whimpers and moans every time his fingers curved and moved. 

I closed my eyes, feeling my orgasm run through my body in spasms and waves of warmth, feeling my pussy clench around his fingers that still arched and moved inside me even while I came, turning me into a complete mess. I felt my legs weaken, but Dave quickly stood up, holding me firmly against him to help me stabilize. He held my chin and lightly kissed me on the lips as the hot shower water embraced us and smiled against my lips. I felt my face heat up, my body still trembling in waves of bliss as I hid my face on his neck. He laughed.

"Guess I wore you out, huh?" he said.

"A little," I replied, my voice still trembling a bit. Then I chuckled, moving away from him with a sigh, feeling my face turn red and my body heat up. "Dave... That was really good."

"See? You even forgot about being sad," he joked. I laughed. He held my face in his hand, his thumb stroking my bottom lip. "You have no idea how stunning you look when you moan. It just makes me fall even more in love with you."

"Dave!" I laughed, playfully pushing him as my face flushed. He laughed too and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips, his hand caressing my cheek.

"I love you, Nore," he said softly before kissing me again.

[wanderingpages]

Noooo chapter 5😪😪😪😪 we’re coming to a close, fellas. I cannot… and yet. I can. We move forward my sisters in god

Oh…not him spending winter break with her…in the same house… as their parents…with all this…tension…. (Ive seen this [adult] movie before)

Aww he holds the door open for her… helps her take off her socks…walks her to class/.., it really is the little things. His actions… Peach said show dont tell 😮‍💨❤️

Not Cardan being fluent enough in french to have La Chute in its original publishing bye thats so hot of him and dare i say,..timothee chalamet core…. @iknowitwontwork wya (This is rockstar anon btw i am on medication (dont worry abt it peach this a little inside comradery bby)) anyways have i mentioned you write and its like a movie?

““Is it your favorite?” I ask. I wiggle my brows, “Do you think you, too, have fallen from grace?”” – first, not babygirl being versed in Camus 😛 secondly, ohhohoo i love all the biblical references 

“His smile is Cheshire in response, “Since the day I met you, little sister.”” - u know what…. At least he honest, like its really now hitting me that hes soooooooo honest about it. Playing  a little game as jude said when he was leaving her dorm after the party… like its a game but an honest one. Like am i crazy or is he just trying to see how far he can provoke her w their situation and honesty? 

Omg wait not him CLOCKING HER the very next paragraph  (By the way i feel like u should know, i have the chapter open on one half of my split screen and the other half is your ask box lol i am literally typing as i go like this is the wattpad comments section fr)

i feel so smart and validated that cardan literally says all of that ^^^ like wow i should have held my tongue (fingers) and read the next paragraph lmao

ALSO BAD THING SBY CULT DIDNT I LITERALLY SAY SHE KNOWS DOT MP3 BEFORE???? 

I like that his jewelry comes up frequently because its part of him, just like her knuckles come up cus its part of her fr like both of them are so natural abt it too like her playing w his chain and him rubbing her fingers like ugjhhfh SHOW DONT TELL IS SO IMPORTANT

Whoaaa not him clocking ASHA now!! Not jude saying her mamma dead or alive she dont really care, RESPECT 

Wait not him pulling up to the gas station to get a first aid kit….like he really doesnt say a word about it at allllllll

And jude said oh, more time alone with him? In a diner? Count me in ❤️

Oh shit cardan has moneeeyyyyyy – “I guess, there really is a lot about him I had no idea of. “I'm an honorary member,” he shrugs, “It’s kind of hard not to be when Daddy funds their lifestyle.”” purrrrr

Oop!!! “ “Ghost is my best friend. It would have been a fight had it been Locke or anyone else,” he divulges, and though I shouldn't be startled by his honesty, it still makes me feel a little too warm. Then he admits, maybe selfishly considering his track record for the past few weeks, “If he had gone further, I would have buried him.”” HELLO

Lol jude got some balls to say ““That's a visceral reaction,” I come to terms with. “Your best friend?” I blush when I remind him quietly, “you’re the one who told me to open my mouth.”” cus like she right tho

Ahhh! I squeaked ! ““Plus, I think you look cute with a dick in your mouth.””

When hes a feminist 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 – ““What makes you think you have any right over my body?” / “I know I don't.””

Hold on hold on hold on wait a minut wait a minute hold on, when did cardan transition from little sister/dear sister to baby? It happened so naturally how am i this far in and catching it???? I love him

Lol jude said fuck condoms we fucking raw or not fucking at allll 😤😤😤😤 

“After a while, I notice him staring. “Do you want some of my pie,” I offer. / “Is that a euphemism?” / [..]“Do you want it to be?”” – yes, i do, i wsnt it.

““What's the pipeline between mommy issues and wanting to bend your sister over the bathroom sink?” “ - HELP ME?! – ““Stepsister,” I tell him.” – emphasis on step fr okayyyyyyyyyyy 

““It makes no difference to me, Jude. Sister or not, I’d want you the same way I wanted you then, the same way I want you now.” ” - wait why is there butterflies in my tummy 🫣🥺

““I want you to copy me,” he says, huskily, startling me, my eyes growing wide. “I want you to stick your fingers in your panties and do what I do.” ” - PEACH…the gasp i gasped ….  !!!! PEACH

IN THE DINER!?

IN FRONT - ACTUALLY !! ACTUALLY IN FRONT OF MY SALA D IN THE DINER?! .. do continue 

““I think…I want to do to you what Spring does to cherry trees,” he murmurs. “Open you up…watch you bloom.” ” – DO NOT BE QUOTING PROFOUND POETRY RIGHT NOW IM GONNA FALL IN LOVE. 

His fingers in her mouth jus - 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶PUT MY FINGER IN UR MOUTH CUS U LOVE THE TASTE 

“He pulls out of my mouth, a trail of spit losing connection when he finds his way under the jacket, following my hand, and adding his finger to my two. I whimper at his intrusion, and think, disoriented, three. Three fingers.” – no fuc me for real PEACH PEACHERLY ANNE POSSIBLE i dont care that its dirty as hell this shit is poetic

NO NOT THE WAITRESS !!! NOT HIMS STILL GOING TOOO AHH PEACH

My heart racing rn 

Oh god.. The soft forehead kiss…like he didnt just rock her world in a booth in the diner… im literally and figuratively unwell

“He kisses me sweetly when we get to his car, and I kiss him back, because we can, for right now. ” – why did this hurt?!

AND ALL THIS TIME HE DIDNT EVEN LIKE CHERRIES

Not is it out of your system!!!! Twk ate w that fade to black fr tho

““Cherries?” / “Me,”” - STOP hes so fucking cute 

Okay this might be the longest ask yet 💀 my sisters in god is sending me💀

I think in any fic I’ve ever written, cardan is always holding doors for her lol

Not timothee chalamet core 😭😭😭 @iknowitwontwork ur friend is here, come get her ❤️

lol that is a nice piece of info to be made aware of 💀 I was lowkey wondering if you were switching through tabs lmao meanwhile I’m scrolling up and down trying to respond 💀 lol it would be soooo much h easier if this was the Wattpad comments section. Like they ate w that…that one little thing. They ate.

You did mention the song!

I really do try so hard to show not tell cus I hatttteee reading tell not show in books😭 like don’t tell me he loves her, show me!!! Where’s the build up?? The tension??

lol if cardan is blunt, Jude is ballsy (I hope it comes across this way lol)

Actually don’t know when that transition happened I just be typing stuff 💀

Always emphasis on STEP lmao he’s not the step brother he’s the brother that STEPPED up lmao lemme stop that was uncalled for anyways yes the diner, yes infront of your salad, ues the waitress, yes that song lmao

Also you should know the first time you called me peacherly anne possible, something in me changed like the stars alined and now peacherly is my go to user name for websites and stuff cus slayyyy who tf else being called peacherly ????!!!

Two really did eat w that lmaooo

[vizthedatum]

CW: vent post that includes mention of abuse and suicidal ideation (I’m having flashbacks and nightmares)

—

I can’t sleep. The more I’m safer and the more I actually realize how much better off I am, the more my brain comes online. Which means, I can access my memories and feel them.

I’m feeling all of it lately.

My period came in earlier today, and I also had therapy.

I am full on sobbing now… again.

In the fall/winter of 2022, I was teetering between giving up everything and trying to survive.

I’m sobbing because (and some of my close friends, my last three therapists, and my psychiatrist know this) if I hadn’t left my ex-spouse when I did (reluctantly and with the help of my friends), I would have absolutely killed myself.

I thought my life was over. I tried my best, this was the best it was ever going to get, and I was going to alienate all my friends, the people I was in love with, my family, and everyone else… to try to be with them and then eventually end it all.

Sometimes I felt like that’s what they wanted.

I remember the last week I was with them - they yelled and said so many hateful things to me, almost drove me out our home by inching me towards the door… after they were done, I retreated upstairs to the bathroom while they called their mom to complain about me. They were worried I was going to abuse my medication and wanted to take it away. Their mom told me they couldn’t take away my medication.

I mean, yeah, the level of psychosis and control and insecurity has gotten out of control. I felt so unsafe all the time. I was in a complete state of dysregulation myself - pleasure seeking and holding down my emotions while trying to figure out my next steps.

My whole body had a reaction. I was in autoimmune shock most of the time.

I couldn’t function when I was with them without self-medicating and being on so many psychiatric medications.

I loved them.

I felt so selfish wanting to end it all. I had another partner!!! I loved so many other people. How could I leave when I had begged my brother for the past decade to not kill himself?! How could I dare??

They wanted me to isolate for 30 days when I was last with them. They didn’t see me as a person at that point - they hurled contradictory statements.

I tried to be considerate of their mental health but they were painting me out to be the one who needed help and intervention… when I was having a reaction to them.

I loved them with all that I had.

And I loved other people who were letting me just be me - and a part of me resented that.

I hated who I was because it felt like my very being was the thing my ex-spouse couldn’t stand.

—

I’m crying less now. After writing all that.

I don’t hate myself now, and while life is still hard… it’s not like that. I don’t have someone actively hating and demeaning me.

And I have left so many old friends and flames who even hinted at disrespecting me.

I’ve been protecting myself. Hard.

It’s just that… I’m safe now and I don’t need to protect myself that hard anymore.

I’m letting go and integrating all at the same time. It’s painful because I realize how bad it was but how good it is now and how good it can be.

But I’m still heartbroken - I always will be. I’m heartbroken because I was so close to ending it all after all that I had survived (worse things than that relationship). I’m heartbroken because I’d have left and not told the person I loved that I loved them (and I guess I never did anyway because I was immature and knew it would end our friendship).

I’m heartbroken because I lost that person… my best friend, the supposed love of my life, and spouse… to save myself.

[thatlittleloverboy]

youre scrolling tumblr on a train, scrolling some hot textposts and getting yourself all worked up. but you cant begin to actually touch yourself because the trail isnt empty - it's dark outside already and it's past peak hour, but there's still a good number of people around. everyone on your carriage is tired and staring down at their phones after the long workday.

but you can't stop yourself you shift around in your seat to get at least a little friction and make yourself feel good - just until you get home and then you can get yourself off properly.

the passenger sitting across from you notices this. i notice this.

I keep glancing up at you the entire journey, trying to avoid scaring you or startling you to move away. but seeing you writhe in your seat like that, oh my god, before long I have to cross my legs to hide my rock hard boner. you think you're being so subtle, but it's obvious what you're doing.

youre still looking down on your phone and wiggling your hips like some pathetic desperate slut. the audacity! on a public train no less! but briefly you look up and we make momentary eye contact. nothing lingering, nothing meaningful, just strangers sitting across from each other briefly acknowledging each other's presence.

we both immediately look down to our phones and pretend not to notice.

you're getting wetter and puffier by the minute.

-

a few stations later, it's your stop. you hear the announcer voice say "Now Arriving At XYZ" and it slightly startles you as you realise you've been daydreaming and gotta get going. I notice your unspoken reaction to the announcement and begin shuffling my bag to indicate that *coincidentally* this is my stop too.

you stand from your seat as the train begins to slow, internally grieving the temporary relief that grinding against the seat gave you. I stand up also and, slinging my laptop bag over my shoulder, stand next to you by the train door.

we do not look at each other, but I can tell you're flushed.

the train grinds to a complete stop and the door is unlocked. we both reach for it but I get there first, because you're about a head shorter and also just far too dazed. my reaction speed just must be faster than yours I guess.

we walk out of the train and continue not looking at each other, but I fall about a step behind you, following you down the length of the platform. its even darker now than when you first got onto the train and the trains are emptier as it gets later into the night.

as we walk past the toilets- first the men's, then the ladies, I get an idea. the last of the doors is the unisex/accessible bathroom.

before you can make a sound, I take a step in front of you and grab your face, my strong hand smothering your mouth and nose and making it impossible for you to scream. while you're stunned, I reach around your neck with my other hand and push open the door to the unisex bathroom with my hip. there's no way for me to hide it now, my boner is uncomfortably pressed up against my jeans, begging for relief. I shove you into the bathroom and close and lock the door behind us.

the station is unstaffed and it's late on a weekday evening. i can take my time with you and savour it

(will be continued ??)

hope this isn't too rambly I'm extremely horny and not especially coherent atm <3

- 🚆 (can I have train emoji? I'm a slut for accessible public transport)

(also it's a double entendre for .. yk... railing)

Omg, first emoji anon! So happy to have you!

I’d be cursing myself for travelling so carelessly late at night, it’s always something a weaker person like me is told. I’d be so panicked feeling your hard on press against me, I’d realise what you’re pulling me away for- you don’t care about money or anything like that. There’s nothing I can give up to get you to leave me alone.

I’d love being shorter n slower than you too, I’d just have to advantages, no strengths- aside from how feisty I’d be of course, because you’d have to deal with all the kicking and swearing- that could probably be dealt with though <3 I’d love for you to continue!

[casspurrjoybell-30]

Howling Love - Chapter 18

*Warning Adult Content*

Amille Laurent

"Feel better?" Camryn questioned and I nod, it had been a few hours since he barged into the infirmary wing we were in, made me feel so connected to him in a way that I couldn't and still can't full grasp yet.

His proclamation, his words, despite my worry over my dad, they rang in my head, loud, clear and true. I was his mate, he was mine and I would always be his.

I had been worried for a long time about what it meant if we weren't mates but now it didn't matter, what mattered was being in his arms and having him smile like he was right now.

"Thankfully Orlando and Teja got the comfortable clothes and slides," he added and I nodded with a smile, he was so beautiful.

I don't know why Camryn's large physique made me smile, he dwarfed me yet it's why he was more adorable to me, weird I know.

"I am grateful you're here, for me, I know everyone else is here for me too and I am also grateful but I don't think I would've been held together if you weren't," I told him in sign language and his hands enveloped mine, he held them and me close in the not so tiny bathroom we stood in.

"I wouldn't be anywhere else, I need you to know that I will honour my words, I'll always be here for you and I want your dad to know that he just doesn't have one son to dote over anymore, he's got two now," he asserted, his tone reassuring me so much that I didn't need to say anything, there was a mutual understanding between us.

I was still thankful for him.

"Now come on, hopefully they have the dreaded news," he added and I groaned.

I had hated the wait to know how my dad was doing but in order for him to be okay.

I needed to be patient, we all did, like Alpha Summer after he was told the situation, clearly he still loved my father.

I could see the anguish and hurt over his features when uncle Kyra told him what happened, it also made me wonder why he still loved my dad so much when he had a mate and children with said mate or there was something more I or any of us didn't know.

As we got back into the allocated waiting room my aunt was the first to check on me.

"Are you alright sweetheart?" she asked and I nodded as Camryn veered us toward our vacant seats.

"You need to drink something, I'll go get juice, okay?" he suggested but I involuntarily held on to his large bicep, it was a knee jerk reaction I hadn't expected even from myself.

"Duck-face, I'll be right back, don't worry," he tried to soothe me, yet a part of me, well all of me didn't want him that far not even for a minute.

I feared I would break.

"Hey, it's okay, Orlando, come on, let's get something for everyone," Dean suggested and Orlando surprisingly didn't hesitate, it was unusual he didn't grumble or complain, something was going on between those two, something was different, I could tell.

"Some birthday. Huh? Choco-moose," Camryn began and I chuckled.

[Only your birthday would be this dramatic boy-scout] I replied and he protested with a growl.

[What, it is the truth] I retorted and he nudged me gently whilst Max and the others laughed lightly.

"It might've been dramatic but I got you out of it, so I guess you're the drama magnet." he argued making iy my turn to protest by smacking his arm.

"Hey, you started it," he added nudging me again, it caused a chain reaction of laughter even with Alpha Summer,and this was the reason why I was grateful for Camryn, with him a whole room could light up in laughter.

After another hour of waiting, it was almost five in the morning as the door to the theatre opened and we stood alert to hear what the doctor had to say.

"Alpha Summer, Beta Kyra, I understand you're his son, Amille Laurent?" he asked and I nodded.

"Right, I have good news and bad news, I'll start with the good news, the procedure was successful, we were able to clear out the poison from his system and thankfully due to your quick thinking none of it had reached his neural nervous system so there is no damage, he will recover, however due to the blood loss and damage that is now healing on his lungs and his liver, he won't wake up, right now he's in a medically induced coma and it is to my knowledge he'll stay unconscious until he's fully healed which may take time, so we'll make preparations to keep him here until he's fully healed," the doctor explained and I was confused, whether to be happy or not, dad would survive yet he wouldn't be awake until he's fully healed, and even with wolf healing it would take time.

"Doctor what is your estimate, when will he wake up?" Alpha Summer demanded.

"We can't say for sure as I have explained, even with werewolf healing. Mister Laurent is lucky to be alive and healing the way he is," he again explained and I moved forward.

[Accelerant?] I suggested with my phone and the doctor frowned.

"We have tried but it's still not enough. What's needed now is patience," he asserted and nodded toward us taking his leave but I grabbed his coat.

"When can we see him?" I demanded holding myself together more so than ever, my dad would be healed, I would make sure of it.

"He's been moved to a room. You can see him now but two at a time," he responded checking his watch then relayed information of the room to us.

It wasn't far from where we had originally been seated.

I opened the door cautiously, coming face to face with my whole world, tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at his unconscious body, the many tubes and machines he was hooked up to. 

I couldn't hold myself together anymore, not when he was like this, so I cried, cried knowing I almost lost him, he was my dad, the only parent I had and I almost lost him, it hurt but I knew I had to help him recover, I needed to be strong for him.

'You're gonna be okay dad, I promise.'

"It's going to be okay Amille, you heard the doctor, he's going to be okay," Camryn comforted me as I wiped my tears away, nodding toward his statement and he was right, he was going to be okay.

[I need your help with something, find anything sharp or a needle, we need a blood sample from him.] I told Camryn who seemed perplexed but obliged.

"What are you planning?" he questioned as I found a vein by my father's left arm, stuck in the needle and drew blood into a bag, once I had enough.

I withdrew, the wound slowly healed, unlike how instant it should have been, which meant his body was going through a lot more healing internally than what the doctor's originally thought.

[I'm going to find out what kind of poison was used on him, make an antidote, and make an accelerant to counter it and heal him faster] I explained shocking Camryn.

"You can do that, how?" he demanded in shock as all my training with Carter Defray Lynn was pouring back into me, he was the best healer I knew and I had been his apprentice for the longest time with some of my other friends.

[Before we came here I was an apprentice to the Ascender Pack's best healer, Carter Defray-Lynn. He taught me everything about healing but since we moved, I got so preoccupied, I stopped my practice] I explained with my cell-phone and Camryn nodded.

The Alpha in him grasping the situation quickly.

"Don't you need lab equipment and a lab itself," he suggested but I already had that at home.

[I already do, grab our stuff, we need to go, I need to talk to uncle Kyra and your dad] I told him and he nodded without hesitation, when we walked out, I was sure everyone was waiting for me to break down but I didn't.

[Uncle, Alpha, can I talk to you] I announced with my phone and they followed me aside as my aunt and my cousins went in to see dad.

"What is it kiddo?" my uncle questioned softly.

[I need to do something drastic, to help dad but I also need a favour from you guys, can you make sure no one besides the family or the doctor go inside to check on dad, not even your trusted warriors, not even your mate Alpha, I know I'm asking....] I couldn't finish.

"Done," Alpha Summer stated and I nodded.

"Do you need help, what are you planing?" Uncle Kyra asserted and I shook my head in refusal typing my response on my phone.

[No, I have all the help I need, just make sure dad is safe until I'm back, that's how you can help me] I explained and Camryn came up to us and nodded to me, my uncle didn't hesitate to come forward and hug me.

"Whatever you need to do, be careful, be safe, I'll watch over him, I promise," he whispered in our hug before letting go.

"Take care of your mate, Camryn," he ordered my neanderthal who nodded in return.

"I will."

There were no words said as I raced out of the sterile hospital with its blinding and non comforting white walls.

I was on a mission to save my father, so that I would see him again.

[Wait, did you park your car there?] I asked Camryn whipping around to face him rubbing his neck sheepishly.

"Yeah, I might've caused several accidents on the way here."

[szczylpierdolony]

every interaction with my father is getting me a step closer to gouging my eyes out