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Family Carrot Cake

Per the request of @brown-little-robin and @fictionadventurer! Disclaimer: I don't know where this recipe came from beyond that my mom put it in the family cookbook she made in high school. I made up that it was my great-grandmother's. I'm sorry. It is still the best carrot cake you will eat in your life.

Ingredients

2c flour

2c sugar

1t salt

2t cinnamon

2t soda

4 eggs

3c grated carrots (I peel them and grate on the skinnier side of my box grater. Do not recommend using pre-grated as they will be drastically drier.)

1 1/2c canola/olive/refined coconut/other neutral oil

Pour oil over carrots and let sit. (I find olive oil results in a slightly denser cake; canola oil tastes fine but I don't believe in it anymore; my default is refined coconut.) Mix sugar, flour, salt, soda, and cinnamon together and sift into mixing bowl. Add and stir in eggs one at a time. Add carrots and oil. Beat well by hand 200 times--DO NOT USE MIXER!! (Note: this is verbatim from the recipe from the 80s or earlier. I don't know why you can't use a mixer but it's such a flex to stir your cake batter 200 times by hand that I've never tried it otherwise. A wooden spoon is fine for all the stirring in this recipe.)

Pour into well greased cake pans, two round or one oblong. Bake at 350 for 25-30 minutes. Cool and frost with:

Cream Cheese Icing

Stir together in mixer:

8oz cream cheese

8oz butter

4c powdered sugar, more or less for consistency

2t vanilla

1c chopped pecans if desired (I don't ever do this because my family doesn't like nuts and also it makes for a difficult icing to spread. If you put the nuts in the frosting instead of sprinkling on top I recommend freezing your cake pieces first so they don't get shredded in the frosting process.)

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outer banks premiere and surprises — DREW STARKEY

authors note the new season is so good!!! watching part two trailer makes me even more excited. what do you guys think of it?

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summary surprising drew at the outer banks premiere for season four. he thinks you are on tour but you made time to support him.

warnings cursing, mentions of flashing lights, kissing, and celebrating season four of outer banks.

You carefully walked out the car with your hand holding one side of your dress so you don’t fall. You thanked the driver with a kind smile before walking towards the red carpet with your manager. The sound of fans could be heard the closer you got.

The season four premiere of Outer Banks is tonight, and you plan to surprise your boyfriend, Drew Starkey, on the carpet. Except for Jonas and Drew's father, no one is aware of your impending arrival.

You recently started touring for your newest album― it's been an absolute blast. This night is very important to Drew and you are glad your next show is two hours away so it was perfect to surprise him and see his reaction.

You were glad to fit this surprise last minute.

When you get closer to the crowd of people butterflies form in the pit of your stomach— more so excitement and enthusiasm. Security led you through the entrance where everyone stood for pictures and fans waiting to interact with the cast.

Drew was in the middle of taking pictures in front of cameras and fans behind them— he looked so good in his suit. Few fans turned their heads when they heard security taking on the radio and their faces lit up seeing you.

Oh my gosh is that Y/N?

She’s here to surprise him watch

My parents are finally together in front of me

Drew turned his head in your direction where all the commotion was— he was in disbelief seeing you walking over to him looking stunning from head to toe. Smile forming in the corner of his lips, opening his arms for you.

"Hi baby!" You squeal softly, looking at him with affection and joy. You stand on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek— he smells wonderful with the new cologne you bought him.

"I'm so glad you are here," he says with a grin, clutching you closely to his chest.

As you two walk away, you turn around to face Drew's father, hugging him and asking how things are doing. You approached his father first about the surprise, and he was all for it.

Paparazzi wanted to capture a few shots of Drew and you together. You two couldn't take your gaze away from one other the entire time. The butterflies in your stomach had not faded the moment you arrived.

Drew and you approached fans and took pictures, signed autographs, made films, and so forth. You stayed by Drew's side the entire time rather than being the focus of attention— this is about him and his cast members. Tonight is all about him and the cast.

"I love your new album Y/N, and I'm going to your next show in two days," one fan exclaimed, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she looked around sixteen. "Aw, thank you so much, gorgeous—I can't wait for you to be out there," you say softly, leaning in for a big hug.

"Y/N I can't believe you are here!" Madelyn gasps in surprise, pausing in her tracks and placing her palm on her chest— jaw dropped.

You look over your shoulder, squealing with delight. "Surprise, Missy," you say aloud, raising your arms.

The rest of the cast followed, engulfing you in a frenzy of hugs and enthusiastic conversations. Drew couldn't stop smiling, and his arm never left your waist while you socialized with friends. Conversations went smoothly, with laughter resonating in the air.

"When I saw you with Drew, I was like no way that's Y/N" Chase explained as he re-created his initial reaction seeing you.

You laughed as he told you, "The only people who knew were our managers and Drew's dad." You pointed to your's and Drew's managers, then Drew's father talking to Madison. 

It was great to see everyone again and catch up on things that hadn't been mentioned. It felt like it had been years since you last saw one other. 

"You look so good tonight, baby," you nudge Drew with a quiet whisper, "too good, I might add." You smirk nonchalantly, which immediately draws his attention—dragging his hand down your back, drawing you closer to him.

"May I just say the same thing about you because I think I need an inhaler?" he asks with a flirty grin.

Inside the auditorium, they watched the first half of the show, your hand interlaced with Drew's. You could feel his joy and pleasure in the work they had all done for the new season. And he could feel your steadfast support, your presence anchored him.

Drew's performance throughout the show was incredible—he was always giving it his all and keeping in character without breaking. Rafe's character development is much more obvious this season than it was in the first. Throughout the show, you would lean into his ear— sending chills down his spine. You whispered encouraging things to him.

Shortly after the first part of the show, an announcement was made about an after-party to which everyone was invited. Obviously, everyone was looking forward to attending and celebrating.

Everyone had access to food, desserts, and drinks at the after party. Music was played while everyone sang along to the songs. This was one night to remember. Drew and the cast were ecstatic to celebrate yet another outstanding season.

You found a calm spot with Drew. He wrapped his arms around you, bringing you closer. "Thank you for being here," he whispered quietly, his eyes brimming with love. "It means everything to me."

You grinned and leaned in to kiss him gently. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be," you said quietly.

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the instagrams - faking it au

summary: the instagram pages of you and lando from February 2024- May 2024, aka the soft launch phase

pairing: fakeboyfriend! lando norris x fem! fakegirlfriend! actress! reader

a/n: so this is an official series! it won't be super linear and i'll probably go back and forth from now and last year, but i'm very excited! leave any ideas or concepts in my inbox please!!! also, thank you to the people that said such lovely things about this series in my inbox, love yall!

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29th of February, 2024, Bahrain International Circuit

landonorris

liked by yourusername, pierregasly, oscarpiastri and 563,443 others

landonorris Bit of party, bouquet of flowers, and back to business :)

comments

user245 WHO ARE THE FLOWERS FOR ???????

user358 lando 'party boy' norris strikes again

user46809 The hair is looking goooooooodddddd

user392 Guys does lando have a gf?????? -> user8358 Yes! We're very happy together! -> user34958 bffr😝

pierregasly 💐??? -> user824 not pierre being messy....

maxfewtrell middle pic????? -> landonorris pretty girl gotta give her pretty flowers 🤷 -> user3485 what 😃

user9358 LANDO HAS A GIRLFRIEND EVERYONE PANIC

carlossainz text me -> landonorris You can meet her. Maybe. -> user5586 WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?????

georgerussell He actually got a girlfriend? @.alexalbon -> alexalbon she's being paid by zak -> landonorris both of you can shut up

keeganpalmer Yall are too cute -> maxfewtrell KEEGAN MET HER AND I HAVEN'T????? -> landonorris You met her too dude. -> maxfewtrell OMG CALL ME RN

user8305 Max is so best friend core

user8204 who is the next fame-hungry whore lando norris picks up? can't wait to find out! -> user1103 please gain humility.

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30th of February, 2024, Bahrain International Circuit

yourusername

liked by lizziemcalpine, landonorris, charles leclerc, and 2,453,846 others

yourusername Thank you so so so much to F1 for inviting me to the season opener, what a wonderful experience! Met some pretty amazing people so far, can't wait to see what the rest of the weekend brings!

comments

user9543 PAPAYA FLOWERS????? LANDO NO-RIZZ?????

user846 god she's so stunning

yourfriend WHY haven't i watched this sport before???? the drivers are SO hot -> yourusername lmao no way you commented this on main -> user4628 not y/n calling her friends out...

user248 hold up... who tf is giving her flowers????? -> user7573 WAIT OMG Y/N HAS A BOYFRIEND?????

user20475 HOLY SHIT MY WIFE IS GONE ⁉️

user2364 guys... what if it's a mclaren driver???? -> user4558 it can't be oscar because he's with lily????? -> user2538 Lando exists??? -> user08349 bffr, she'd NEVER go for lando

oscarpiastri Thanks for dropping by us! -> yourusername Not a problem! Lily is so funny! -> oscarpiastri ???? Are you who she's been texting all day???? -> lilyzneimer ...🤷 -> user7203 y/n coming in with the rizz i fear

user802 I must know who this mystery man is -> user7249 it's probably drew starkey -> user6574 nah it's clearly Tom Blyth -> user80247 nah it's deffo lando norris -> user8824 you're insane if you think it's lando. it's probs josh heuston -> user8093 damn she could really pull anyone she wants

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24th of March, 2024.

your story: (reposted from mclaren's insta)

[caption: mega drive!!! Go Papaya!]

replies

landonorris proud of me? 😃 you Get tf out of my dms landonorris I just got a podium, don't I deserve some more respect? you You deserve a kick in the ass :) landonorris You think about my ass? 😏 you You're impossible. landonorris You love it. you I love the money it brings me 🤷 landonorris Party pooper 🚨 you Dick rider😸

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lilyzneimer He's been waiting all day for this, btw you lol, I just woke up. How did the race go for Oscar? lilyzneimer All good, had a laugh watching Lando wait by the phone though you Pathetic men seem to flock to me 🫠 lilyzneimer what a burden you You don't get to talk with your perfect friends to lovers story😸🔫 lilyzneimer I'm only joking, love you xxx you Love you xxx

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user8203 IS THIS CONFIRMATION???

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user6582 HO IS YOU DATING LANDO NORRIS????

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user7642 You should probably just break up with him now before the hate gets too bad

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user2435 You're so ugly why would he choose you???? pathetic!

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21st of April 2024, Shanghai International Circuit

landonorris

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landonorris P2 in China :)

comments

oscarpiastri Someone was waiting on the phone for so long he almost missed the photo... hmm... -> landonorris alright, air out my business online then! 😹 -> georgerussell It's on the drivers groupchat too btw -> landonorris No it's not wtf -> georgerussell Wrong gc, sorry! -> user73058 Not lando being down bad -> user50328 SEPERATE GROUPCHAT????? -> user6245b They're deffo betting on lando's relationship

yourusername Congratulations :) -> landonorris Always the best :)

user6248 Y/n and Lando interaction on main!!!!!! -> user24 My y/nlando heart! 🧡 -> user7249 Be so real rn, they're not together, he'd NEVER pick someone like her -> user7504 the second-hand embarrassment is heavy with this one

user413754 Guys, it's not Y/n. She's just part of one of their new sponsors and she has to interact. She clearly wouldn't go for someone like Lando so let's focus our energy into getting some clues on who the girl actually is!!!!! -> user620 Ok FBI wtf??? Why wouldn't she go for Lando? -> user41375 Bc she's a stuck-up bitch??? -> user6280 Oh hell no

user470 I have to say, Y/n and Lando are cute together... -> user823 Stay strong soldier, we just have to stay strong (i'm agreeing but mourning the loss of my future relationship with Y/n)

user5238 Why is his entire comment section about Y/n? Who gives a fuck about some actress??

user567890 guys why are you all mental? just congratulate the man ffs.

maxfewtrell Bro answer my texts -> keeganpalmer Not no.1 WAG anymore huh -> maxfewtrell Enough.

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lando's story

29th of May, 2024

replies

maxfewtrell Missing her? landonorris Nope. Just had stuff scheduled to post since she left. maxfewtrell I totally believe that! 🙈 landonorris Ha ha. maxfewtrell Dude, I fear you may be whipped. landonorris I fear you may be mental. maxfewtrell I fear you're too deep. landonorris Alright mr. 'haven't been kissed in three minutes, might die'. maxfewtrell Very defensive... interesting 😏 landonorris is this a therapy session??? maxfewtrell Nope, but you should book one, maybe you'll be able to get her out of your head! landonorris fuck off mate

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oscarpiastri 😏 landonorris fuck off

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user537 come home the kids miss you

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user5238 NO WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GET MARRIED

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your story

2nd of May, 2024.

[caption: wrapping up here before I'm off to Miami!]

replies

landonorris excited to see me? you excited to see Lily landonorris I think you're secretly excited to see me you I think you're mental 👍

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user749 going to slut yourself out for Lando?

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user24 you're such a fucking whore.

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lilyzneimer YAY! You're coming to Miami??? you OMG I'm so excited to see you lilyzneimer I cannot WAIT to see you, I've been so bored of just Lando and Osc you omg poor you lilyzneimer doesn't matter now, YOU'RE COMING! you love you xxx

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delores Babe, not back to Lando :( you No choice, we're going public this weekend I think :( delores babe GET OUT of that contract you I wish. why is film making SO expensive? delores come over to New York after and we can fly to Cannes together, yeah? you aww, so sweet. Perf. delores love you xxxxx you love you more xxx

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5th of May, 2024, Miami International Autodrome

landonorris

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landonorris Been waiting a long time. Thanks for all the support :)

comments

user5348 OMG HE WON WTF

user7395 dude i was SOBBING when he won

scottyjames That podium had a little spice to it -> landonorris Thanks buddy :)

danielriccardo SO PROUD -> liked by landonorris

user6358 OMG EVERYONE ON THE GRID CONGRATULATING HIM

user634 did anyone else see how he looked at y/n...? -> user354 babes please just pipe down ffs

user758 MIAMI THE CITY THAT KEEP THE ROOF BLAZIN'

user6384 lando wins!

yourusername 🫶 -> landonorris Couldn't do it without my good luck charm :) -> user638 no... PLEASE. NO. -> user6312 why is he with her? -> user857 why is she with him?

user6345 I fear that y/n and Lando might be together... -> user6575 why do you fear? they seem cute together??? -> user565 please pipe down he's a fucking moron and she's a genius

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5th of May, 2024, Miami International Autodrome

liked by landonorris, oscarpiastri, lilyzneimer, and 4,460,385 others

yourusername This freak is an f1 winner :) Thank you to McLaren for inviting me!

comments

user647 ...ladies... it's over.

user464 HARD LAUNCH?

user869 guys why are we loosing her to a fucking racecar driver? is this cars? -> user689 please pipe down and become employed

user857 omg he's never smiled so hard...

user45 did we all see the wink on the podium??? was that to her???

landonorris 🧡 -> liked by yourusername

delores big smile @.landonorris -> landonorris biggest smile

user557 HE KNOWS HER CHILDHOOD FRIEND -> user799 who? -> user557 her name is delores and she's not famous but y/n brings her everywhere -> user724 holy shit we may be cooked -> user88 we're done.

zbrownceo Best photos in the paddock :) -> liked by yourusername

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6th of May, 2024.

f1gossipofficial

liked by delores, maxfewtrell, landonorris and 4,395,358 others

f1gossipoffical Lando Norris and famous actress Y/n Y/l/n were seen kissing outside the circuit in Miami after his win! Shortly after they left in separate cars as Y/n had to travel to Cannes ahead of the film festival.

comments

user738 HOLY FUCKING SHIT

user655 he is GRIPPING her like she's about to run away

user868 THAT SHOULD BE ME -> user464 please stop embarrassing yourself online

user78 not max, delores, AND lando liking this. the girls are into the drama

user787 this is so devastating for me.

user90 y/n is so wonderful. lando is a piece of shit -> user7124 explain? -> user7034 he's the one who whines after every race, he's mean to his competitors, he respects trump, etc. etc. anything else you need?

user78248 Y/N RUN! SAVE YOURSELF.

user98 i'm so sorry this is so hot

user345 damn they look good together.

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10th of May, 2024.

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landonorris cat = out of the bag :)

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10th of May, 2024.

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yourusername Who's this muppet?

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Shoot Your Shot (Alexia Putellas x Olympic Gymnast!reader)

A/N: I know it’s been a while but I am hoping to get back to writing again. Here’s a little Alexia Olympics fic. I hope you guys like it.

The night had been a blur but in the best possible way. Alexia had dreamt about representing Spain in the Olympics for years and to win a gold was always the goal. It was a goal she and the team achieved after beating Brazil in the final. 

She had truly let loose and celebrated what this achievement meant to her, her team and the people of Spain. 

Here’s the thing about Alexia, when she was drunk she became very very confident. So much so that in her intoxicated state she did something she has wanted for do for a while, she shamelessly slid into your DMs. 

It’s how she found herself standing in the Olympic village with her hands as clammy as can be the following day. 

“Ale, what’s wrong?” Irene asked her club team mate. 

The woman in question could only shake her head. Her thoughts were running 100 miles an hour and she couldn’t help but think it was a mistake. Had drunken Alexia stitched currently Alexia up?

“Haven’t you heard?” Jenni playfully nudged her former club captain “Alexia here got drunk and messaged Y/N Y/L/N. That’s why she is so nervous, she is meeting up with her this afternoon” 

Irene couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She knew Alexia was an admirer of you, everyone did. The Catalonian watched every single one of your events and if she couldn’t watch them live then she would watch them as soon as she got into the locker room. 

“You did?” Irene asked in disbelief. 

Alexia could couldn’t speak. She could only nod her head as a form of response. 

She thinks back to the night before. She had been celebrating for hours and drank bottle after bottle of the finest wine France had to offer. 

Hola guapa 

That is what Alexia messaged you on Instagram. The reason why you even responded is lost on her but she did make a mental reminder to ask you about it. 

“So?” Jenni asks Ale. 

“So?” Alexia had a dumfound look on her face. 

“What are you going to say to her? We all know that drunk Alexia is confident but sober Alexia is not, she is quiet and doesn’t make the first move” the forward knew her friend too well. She knew exactly what Alexia is like and once hearing about her quest, she made it her mission to help her. 

“I don’t know Jenni. I couldn’t stop talking last night but now, now I have no idea what to say” Alexia began pacing back and forth. 

The nerves were surfacing and they made Alexia feel sick. Not only did she think you were beautiful, you were also the most decorated gymnastic in history. That itself came with a level of intimidation that Alexia was dreading. 

She knew her friends were trying to help but they were only making her feel worse. She needed to escape but that didn’t happen. No, instead of peace she found herself being hit several times by her team mates. 

“There she is!” Jenni slapped Alexia extra hard. She herself was excited at the thought of meeting you. 

“Leave. Now. Please” Alexia whisper shouted. 

“No. Let’s go see her” Jenni had already started walking towards you. 

“You can hide behind me if you get scared” Irene teased her friend. It was rare to see Alexia this nervous so she made a point to enjoy it. 

You were talking to some other athletes when the three Spaniards approached you. You know it was rude but Alexia was the only one you paid attention to. You didn’t think it possible but she was even more stunning in person. 

“Alexia!” You were excited and it came through in your tone. 

You all but ran towards her. Did you look eager? Yes but you didn’t care. 

“Y/N, it’s so nice to finally meet you” Alexia did something out of character. She pulled you into her arms. 

This earned looks from both of her friends who upon seeing the midfielders action realised that maybe Alexia’s feelings were more serious that then thought. 

“So we are going to leave you two to explore and are going to meet up with the rest of the team” Irene nudged Jenni in the opposite direction of where you and Alexia were heading. 

Jenni teased that she would only leave if you two took a photo together. It was something you happily agreed to if it meant getting some one on one time with the Barcelona player. 

You and Alexia agreed on walking to one of the coffee shops located in the village, the one that had become a favourite of yours. Alexia kept stealing glances at you only she wasn’t being as subtle as she thought because after each time she looked at you, you felt a fire set a light in you.  

“Do I make you nervous?” You tried to lighten the mood by teasing a little. 

“Yes. Very much” Alexia was scared to admit this. Besides, she knew you knew otherwise you wouldn’t be asking her. 

“You weren’t nervous last night” you playfully nudged her causing her cheeks to flush red within an instant. 

“I’m sorry for that. I celebrated a little too hard” 

“Why are you apologising? Congratulations again” 

“I must have said some embarrassing things. It’s why I don’t drink and text” 

“Hmmm, you did tell me that but then you told me that if you didn’t use your liquid courage to talk to me then it would have been a waste” you couldn’t help but giggle as you recalled Alexia’s honest words. 

“I said that?” 

“Yes. Haven’t you read the messages this morning?” You ask knowing that you had read the messages numerous times since you woke up. 

This did nothing for the way Alexia felt. Should she have read them? Did she say something that needs re-reading? 

“I haven’t. Did I say something bad?” Alexia asked scared of the answer.  

“You didn’t. You talked about football and asked about gymnastics. We talked about how much we have been watching each other throughout the tournament. Oh! As requested” you reached into your pocket and got the pin Alexia asked for. You briefly looked at it. It wasn’t the normal Team USA pin, no it was your personal one. The one you reserved for friends and the athletes you respected the most. 

Alexia looked lost. Her gaze went from the pin, to you and the back to the pin. She learnt from social media that the Olympians traded pins but she had no idea why you were giving her one or what you meant by she requested it. 

In that moment you realised that maybe Alexia had drank a little more than you originally thought. 

“You don’t remember asking for this, do you?” 

The way Alexia innocently pointed to herself was adorable. 

“Yes, you” you poked her playfully in her chest “Last night we talked about what we wanted in life and you said to take me on a date and a pin” 

“This isn’t the USA one” Alexia closely inspected the pin you had placed in her hand. She then holds it up so you could see the pin as if you hadn’t seen it before. 

“No, it is not. I get asked to swap pins all the time and 90% of people get the USA pins, this pin” you reach into your pocket and show Alexia the pin in question “only friends and athletes I admire and respect get that one” you point to the one you gave Alexia. 

The Spaniard’s cheeks flush red as she rubs her finger over your name that was within a gold heart. 

“Gold?” She raises her eyebrows. The whole world expected you to get gold this Olympics, multiple at that. Clearly by the pin you expected this of yourself too. 

You don’t agree nor do you disagree. Instead your response comes in the form of a shrug of the shoulders. 

“I don’t have a pin for you” Alexia admitted.

“That’s ok. They don’t have to be swapped. I’ll happily give you it Alexia”

Alexia stood there in awe of you. She recognised your beauty through the screen but she soon learnt standing in front of you that it didn’t do you justice. 

You stood there is the same awe. Alexia was a sight to behold. You had watched every game of hers you could. Maybe you should have been cheering for the USA but you were raised a Barcelona fan so from the very beginning you wanted certain Spanish players to succeed. She was known as La Reina and now more than ever you understand why. She was a queen. Her eyes radiated under the French sun and you could spend hours getting lost in them. 

“Shall we?” Alexia held out her arm and you linked through them. The act wasn’t an intimate as hand holding but it was very sweet. 

“We shall” you wondered if the smile on your face was as big as it felt. 

For the next hour, you and Alexia walked around the Olympic village trying all of the different food stalls. When you see it, you pull her over to the chocolate muffin stand.

“You have to try this” you peel back the wrapper and hold it out to her. She eyes it up suspiciously as if she is thinking about whether or not to try it. 

“Alexia, I -“

“Ale” she cuts you off. 

“Ale?” You ask with furrowed brows. 

“My friends call me Ale” 

“Is that what you want us to be? Friends?” You know you are pushing a little bit but this was a date. You were trying to find out if Alexia asks her friends out on dates. 

She bashfully shakes her head which causes you to nod yours. This ends with both of you having shy smiles on your faces. 

“Try it. It will be one of the best muffins you taste in your life” it was a bold statement but you stood by it. You had eaten a couple of these during the last two weeks and you had a huge sweet tooth so you felt qualified to rank the sweet treat. 

When Alexia takes a bite her eyes widen, heR head tips back and you know she agrees with you. The grin that spread across her face when she looks at you is adorable. 

“That’s so good” 

She then takes another bite before taking it out of your hands and holding it out for you to have a bite. 

Time seems to run away from you because the couple of hours that you had planned to spend together pass by and before you know it the sun is setting in the sky. 

You wanted to squeeze every second out of the night but you remember Alexia telling you that the team was flying back to Spain the following morning. 

“I’m this way” you point in the direction for where you were staying. 

“I’m that way” Alexia does the same and of course her hotel is in the opposite direction ���come with me” she tilts her head on the same direction. 

“Is that a question or?” You joke with her. She could have been asking or telling you, you didn’t mind. 

“Well you gave me this” she holds up your pin “you swap them, no?” 

You nod your head with a mixture of confusion and intrigue. Alexia said she didn’t have a pin. Did she mean that she didn’t have one with her. 

“So come with me and get your gift” Alexia, for the first time that day, sounded truly confident. 

She lead you down the streets of Paris. Like last night the two of you began talking but in person it got a lot more personal. You talked about the hurdles you both had to overcome in order to compete at the Paris Olympics and to do so at the highest level. 

Soon enough Alexia is grabbing your hand and pulling you into one of the 5 star hotels located in the heart of the city. You expected her to drop your hand when you enter the reception area only she doesn’t. The act fills your stomach with butterflies. 

When you enter the elevator and Alexia scans her room key you realise that she must be taking you to her room. 

She opens the door and heads straight for her luggage. 

“I was too nervous to re-read our messages. I thought I might have said something embarrassing. If I had remembered that I asked for your pin them I would have brought you this” 

She held up a red Spain jersey, her jersey. 

“Is this-“ 

“From the gold medal match? Yes. It’s the shirt I wore during the first half” 

“Alexia, I cannot accept this. It should be framed or given to your mother, not to a stranger” you immediately give her the shirt back. 

“I want to give it to you. Today has been one of the best days I’ve had a long while” you give her a look and she knows exactly what you’re thinking “one of the best days off the pitch” 

She holds it out for you to take. At first you don’t, you can’t. Alexia doesn’t budge and you honestly think she will hold out that shirt for hours if that’s how long it took for you to accept it. 

In the end you do grab the shirt but you also grab her hand and pull her close to you. You lean in and kiss her softly on her lips. Just as you are about to pull back, Alexia pulls you in for another kiss. 

“Now you’ve had everything you wanted” you say with a smirk of your face. 

“I don’t understand” the Spanish says. 

“Last night you told me you wanted three things. The first two you told me straight away and the third you told me just before we said goodnight” 

Still, Alexia was at a loss. You told her what she said she wanted and it was only two things. She is about to ask you what the third one was but then she sees you running your index finger over your lips and it clicks. 

“I told you I wanted to kiss you?” Alexia couldn’t believe what she had confessed to you. She would have felt embarrassed to admit just after spending the day with you, never mind last night when you were practically strangers. 

You nod your head. 

“What if I told you I wanted to kiss you again?” Alexia asks only this time she owns her question. 

“I’d tell you to come over here and get what you want” 

You didn’t need to tell Alexia twice. She strutted over to you with the most confidence you have seen her with that day. She cupped your face and pulled you in. The kiss was a little bit deeper that the first kiss. You slowly push Alexia back until her knees buckle against the foot of the bed. 

She doesn’t make an effort to push you off her. If anything she encourages the passion and you are happy to oblige. Both you and Alexia fought for dominance but ultimately you don’t get to find out how would come our victorious. 

The sound of a keycard been swiped has you both frozen in place but still neither of you make any effort to move. It’s as if the person of the other side of the door won’t see the two of you if you are still.  

“ALEXIA!” 

It seems the the woman who you are still straddling recognises the voice before you do. 

“Por dios” Alexia, whose hands are resting dangerously low on your back, taps you signalling for the two of you to get up. 

When you turn around you see Jenni standing in the door only she is joined by a different player than she was with this morning. 

“Nice to see you again Jenni. Nice to meet you….” 

“Misa” the keeper introduces herself “you’re Y/N Y/L/N?” 

The Madrid keeper also admired you only she was bold enough to tell her team mates she has a crush on you. Knowing this information is enough to wake the green eyed monster within Alexia. 

“Yes, she is. Sorry about those two. I did text them asking for them to message me when they were on their way back” Alexia apologises for the interruption. 

“We did! Look” Jenni shows Alexia the 5 text messages she sent her and then shows that she even tried to called her twice 

“Let them off Ale. We were pre-occupied” the smirk that tugs on your lips in enough to heat up Alexia’s cheeks. 

The four of you stand in the hotel room waiting for someone else to speak first. In the end a text from your manager makes you be the one to break the short silence. 

“I need to go” 

“No” Alexia whispers. 

“It’s late and you have a flight to catch in the morning” you move closer to her “thank you for an amazing day Alexia and thank you for this” you hold up her jersey. 

“When can I see you again?” The two of you lived in different countries and had very gruelling schedules but Alexia wanted to know that today wouldn’t be the last time she saw you. 

“You’re in America in the next couple of weeks. I’ll see if I can make it to one of the games so keep an eye out in the crowd” you kiss her softly on the lips. 

“Will you be wearing my jersey?” 

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see” 

[imjustdelusionalok]

yandere dc: meeting camgirl! reader <3 pt. 2

Yuppp, this is the part two of my previous post <33 but this time she'll be meeting the rest of the batboys and kon! (reminder she has met some of them even from before!!)

if you get into the 'terry mcginnis' part and is confused on who he is, watch batman beyond bc hes the new batman and its sooo good and hes underrated <3

Anywho here it isss

BIG warning: this may more or less have the same amount of clownery as the last one so prepare my sweets and also my brain is fried so some parts might not make sense but i tried😔💔 please repost to support me i spent sm timee 😭

tim drake aka 'red robin':

Also one of your most biggest and creepiest faithful fans that you've ever had in your stream!

Hes a frequent donor AND victim to your relentless charms just like jason and dick.

Has met you before you decided to even become a cam girl, as you two both go to the same school AND classes too 🥰 (he may or may have not gotten bruce to manipulate the principal or some higher up into changing classes...)

he's like a lovesick highschool student who developed a crush, but this time more extreme.

While you on the otherhand, saw a weird looking boy staring at you with the most fullest smile you've ever seen. toothy, cheshire grin, and all-- (he ran away almost IMMEDIATELY when you saw him)

(...you also chased after him when he ran 💀 he was shooked, but stops once your hand grabs his shoulder and you ask him who he was)

"You >:D i saw you looking at me, who are you >:)"

...my, he never knew you were this bold... you really need to stop being so cute or your further fueling his delusions i swear--

You shake him. "Ow- okay-- my name's Tim--"

You then smile and drag a stunned but intrigued timothy with you.

...Are you perhaps some social butterfly, darling?...

From that moment on, tim's interest in you increases and a friendship between you and him bloomed! Hes so proud of himself for making the first move even though you did it first...

(Again, dont ask how darling lives in bludhaven, but meets tim and jason whose in gotham 💀 either think of her as having teleportation powers being the reason for the frequent back-and-forths or tim being so obssessed, he moves in bludhaven just to see reader--)

When i said creepy, i said c r e e p y. Even worse than klarion, thaddeus, and even dick who i said before was on another level 😦

Tim is both sweet, nervous, and shy... or at least, is how he shows himself for you.

he must look decent for you or how else would he make you reciprocate his feelings?

He's capable of changing in a blink of an eye so anybody who isn't his beloved, dont test him, okay? <3

He sits in the back with darling in class. In the back. You heard me.

Normally he'd be in the front to be able to see and listen better, but darling is a slacker so--

He sighs, looking at his rushed and poorly written notes. He doesnt even know what the topic is anymore, and it kinda looks like hieroglyphics--

Meanwhile, you on the otherhand, was cooking instant noodles with the others... with a pot AND a stove... D: (he loves you but damn he wants to cry rlly bad on how screwed you two are--)

As for the part where he finds out about your part-time job as a cam girl, this man was seething.

No honey, not at you, but at your parents-- how could they let their beautiful daughter do this?! Do they even care?!-- oh? What was that, darling?... Your parents were gone? i guess that explains it...

proceeds to feel bad for you, and wishes to look after you. But you being you, you remain so hardheaded. Why cant you let him love you?? why cant you quit that stupid job?! >:( (hes a bit hypocritical on this one since he literally donates thus further fueling you to go on)

Sigh... nevertheless, he realizes a bit that he can't persuade someone like you for now, so he donates in your live like the good friend he is...

Yeah, 'good friend'...

In the darkness of his room, he watches with unblinking eyes the way your body moves on his screen. You look so enticing, the way a bit of pink colors your cheeks, how every moan you give were light and breathy... simply fantastic. He sighs.

"Oh baby... what am i going to do with you?... <3"

Yandere rating: 100% on money, 38% for nuisance, 70% for humor (80% as red robin)

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conner kent aka 'superboy':

Ah yes, another top donor and one of your most perverted watchers out there.

Cocky, rebellious, womanizing... doll, you're just another girl for him to use in order to piss off tim since he loves pushing that man's patience so much.

Has probably met you through him too, as this man follows his best friend that has been, in his eyes, acting a bit too strange lately.

And he now knows why. You.

thinks you're absolutely adorable. the way you act out of impulse to the way you speak so brazenly to him, intrigues the kryptonian so much.

Hm, your going to be so much fun to play with <3

But unfortunately, the boy of steel did not know who he was up against.

"...Doll, what did you just say?--" it was 8 at night and he was in his best attire holding a bouquet of flowers. Not just your average red roses, but a well-thought out blend of daffodils, carnations, and tulips. just for you.

But right now, you're breaking his heart.

"Yeah Kon, i love you but no. i'm not dating you. Sorry."

...you don't have the right to say you love him.

"a-and why can't we date?--" he was so confused, these months spent trying to court you, all wasted.

"erm... im not interested, kon. yeah you're hot and you support me and all, but im gonna be honest with you... you're not my type. and plus..."

he feels his heart break even more when you continue.

"...I'm interested in someone. I've known them for so long Kon, and i would hurt them if i get with you."

...

"...sorry." you run away.

things with kon has never felt the same since. he no longer visits tim just to see you, only him. he ignores you too, not even a single glance being spared. but you swear you could feel cold blue eyes watching your figure sometimes...

...and then that happens. you see a message notification from him. conner.

'im sorry if i made things awkward between us. forgive me, doll? :('

your thumb hovered whether or not to answer. you made your decision.

'kay. wanna play dti? :3'

he's so glad you cant see him right now... crying pure tears of joy, and complete relief that you took the bait.

'okay :)'

just because he got rejected by you once that doesnt mean he's immediately gonna back down <33 and about that boy you like, who was it? can't you tell him and he'll give a quick visit to the very lucky guy...

Yandere rating: 100% on money, 49% for nuisance, 80% for humor (95% as superboy)

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damian wayne aka 'robin':

...knows the guy that you like.

he's genuinely angry at you, but mostly at your taste.

seriously, him? why not him instead...

frequently donates money and is also very dedicated in line.

(to save you trouble, most of the batfam is a big fan to you and are often your biggest donors. they wish to stop you from pursuing such a... scandalous, line of work but cant help but further support you the more they give money and get addicted to the content you make 😞💔)

discovered you on accident when a certain someone, *cough* tim, *cough* left their computer on without closing the tabs.

you cannot simply imagine the sheer shock that painted his face during that time, seeing someone, you, getting it on with another guy that seems all too familiar.

...and he cant help but get angry. (you'll all understand soon enough why he and kon hates reader's man and possible bf sm 😭)

meeting you face to face... thats a whole situation. tim immediately regrets bringing damian to see you because this man already went off on how much of a 'hoe', you are.

you can take a lot of things, but this boy rubs you off wrong.

"seriously, drake? your new friend is a prostitute? you drew the line making friends with that kryptonian clone, but this takes the cak--"

*slap.*

...that hurts. damian's hand slowly makes its way up to his cheek, where the red was starting to spring.

he looks at you like you were mad. you are, thanks to him. "...you... you little---"

he was held back by an angry but calmer kon despite being also insulted, whilst tim holds you comfortably.

"hey don't listen to damian over there, alright? :( he's just a bit--"

"I'm speaking facts here!-- hmpfh!" a hand covers his mouth.

"seriously tim, does he ever shut his mouth?" kon says.

he huffs. "no. and that's why i was considering bringing duct tape earlier, Kon."

...okay, maybe his first impression forever got him labelled as a bitch in your eyes, but damian tries to make it up to you in any way he can since he actually finds you decent after getting to know you. (think of those asian parents that after scolding you till you cry, they give you food but instead money in damian's version)

"...ahem."

no response.

"...AHEM."

you finally look up at him, and a bag was thrown straight at your face. "you stupid ass-- wait a minute." you look inside the bag and it was filled with... money.

you look up at damian, only to see his figure quickly dashing off and hide behind a wall where he would secretly try and take a peek for your reaction. you smile and give a thumbs up.

"...you aren't that bad, but try shutting your mouth most of the time, okay? :3 <3"

...the green in his eyes glinted... and he scoffs. typical damian wayne.

"...sure, prozzy-- HEY STOP CRYING--"

fierce but protective. rude but caring. that is what damian is towards you.

and that is how he'll always be as long as that man is around...

"i'll be with you. and i shall do everything in my power to ensure you do not end up with him!--" too late.

Yandere rating: 100% on money, 25% for nuisance, 78% for humor (89% as robin)

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terry mcginnis aka 'batman beyond':

...is the man that kon, damian, and the others have beef with.

how he's part of the main timeline in this is that all of the events before batman beyond happens earlier. (i also tweaked a few things in canon here so dont mind me)

terry's dad died before the entire 'Powers' situation, leading to Terry living with his mom earlier.

...terry also suffers from something.

at a young age, terry cannot feel any sort of emotions. remorse, empathy, such things were removed from him. he could only feel empty, comparable to having a large gaping hole inside his chest instead of a beating heart.

the boy ponders why he was cursed with such a thing, and why he could only feel pity and sadness. just a little.

...he thought he was unsavable. until--

his eyes lands on you, the girl who was playing on the playground's swing. (note: darling used to live in gotham as a kid)

...he gulps. pretty...

"you there, what's your name?" you asked. always the first one to make a move...

...and you sound nice.

"hm? well? :3"

...he decided to speak. "...terry. i'm terry... you?..."

you smile. "they call me (name), pretty right?" he could only nod. yes, it was very pretty...

i think everybody could guess how things go from then on.

he meets you, grows up with you, falls in love with you, and in the end lives happily with you... if only it weren't for his tendency to maim just about anyone who gets near you.

he's a dog, honey. but he's your rabid, vicious dog.

by the time he grows up, he's learned how to hide what he truly is from you, and the terry that we all come to know and love is now here.

charming, witty, humorous... terry mcginnis is nothing but an amorous boy for you... and you love it. (u match his freak sm)

in his eyes, you two are together <3 and its not even a lie you two are but you're too much in denial since you firmly believe he deserves better :( (tho thoughts like that dissapear when he and you yk ;))

absolutely hates it when you spend time with anyone, especially with his adopted siblings. dick, jason, tim, and damian? fuck no. (if you read the batman beyond comics, those two despise each other--)

...so expect those two to be at each other's necks.

and about the cam girl part, yup, this man knows. and like tim, he tries to persuade you to stop. you're a complicated person, he knows. either for money or fun, you do crazy shit like this every time... but this one's really serious.

"...look at me." you obey, eyes staring back at ocean blue ones. terry's eyes were always so pretty...

"...hehe, pretty eyed as ever, mcginnis..." and he can't help but smile slightly at your words.

"..." damn you, really. his soft spot for you is huge, and 99% of the time, you get off the hook easily.

in the end, he might have allowed you to do this... 'artist' stuff, but on one condition:

he gets to f*ck you on some parts.

you blink, cheeks starting to redden. "...what--" and just like that, your fate is sealed <3

...currently, you were on Live. the rest of your boy toys watched with envious yet very heated gazes as your pussy was getting demolished by his dick. the close up shots were so unnecessary, the way he roughly pummels into you was so--

'$10000 from GR4YS0N_68'

'GR4YS0N_68: ugh yea terry ruin that little bitches cunt'

terry grins, feeling you getting closer. the position you and him were in was perfect, babe... perfect for a pic.

his strong hand gently but firmly grabs your jaw, making you face the camera.

he whispers to you so closely."smile for the camera, sweetie."

you oblige, a broken smile on your lips. the stream abruptly ends.

no need for the public to know what you both are doing in private anymore...

Yandere rating: 100% on money, 0.0001% for nuisance, 90% for humor (100% as batman beyond)

(finally its finished 🤕 i have so many unfinished works huhu....)

(update: ill also try editing this too <3)

[escelia]

Congrats! Its A Boy!

Here's the second chapter of New Sibling Just Dropped! The inspiration train is still on track, and I've been having a lot of fun writing this. So far, my goal has been to post one chapter after I've written the one after it. I hope my motivation sticks around long enough for me to get all my thoughts typed out! Enjoy!

@flamingpudding here is your best friend mandated update tag! Love ya~

“For interrogation,” his children had said as they diligently separated their hostage and Robin from being near each other. His youngest was absolutely seething, and rightfully so. He’d been cloned several times by his mother, each one of them out for Damian’s head. His children had been right about this one though, he was different in a very strange way. He hadn’t put up much of a fight at all, and in fact had been quite obedient thus far. He seemed very confused and lost in thought. It was suspicious. He couldn’t let his guard down.

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Bruce had been suspicious when Nightwing and Red Robin dragged a blindfolded child on board. He’d been blindfolded and maneuvered into a seat, but hadn’t struggled at all.

When they entered the cave they immediately restrained the child in their little interrogation room. It wasn’t ideal that he was there at all, but they’d get way faster results from the DNA they’d swiped from him on their way there on the Batcomputer than anywhere else. And if he was a clone of Damian, they didn’t want anyone seeing his face. He had Tim get to work running the sample while he grabbed the folder with everything he knew about the League’s clones so far. He could have taken a tablet in with all the digital files, but it was never quite as intimidating as slamming a folder around.

When Bruce entered he zeroed in on the kid’s body language. He was tense and restless, but not in any way that indicated he was likely to attempt an attack. His gaze wandered and frequently settled back on Bruce. He certainly didn’t act like a trained assassin. He started by asking a few questions like his age and name. When he answered his age it wasn’t with any certainty, and he’d either picked a new name for himself or was really good at lying. It was also possible, of course, that he’d been a failed clone experiment. It would explain why the League was so willing to throw him into the fight and then lose track of him afterward.

“Why are you different from the other clones?” he asked bluntly, watching the child’s reaction. He didn’t falter at all when he responded that he wasn’t a clone. Bruce slammed the folder shut and watched the boy startle and tense like he would have to defend himself before leaving the room. The results should be in by now.

“Red Robin, what have we got on the DNA results?”

Tim stared at the screen with wide eyes as he typed something in. He looked to Bruce then back to the screen.

“Uh, I’m going to run the test again just to be sure, but you should sit down B.”

Bruce ignored him. He needed answers now, and while the Batcomputer worked fast, he didn’t want to wait for the test to run again. He had a family to protect. He peered at the screen over Tim’s shoulder and had to grab his shoulder to steady himself. He could see now why Tim insisted on running the test again.

“B? You okay?”

The others started to gather around him to see what was going on. Cass had brought up a hand to cover her mouth in a show of shock. Dick gripped Bruce’s shoulder in comfort and to steady himself. Tim was still gaping, looking back and forth between the screen and his family. Steph bit back a laugh, though whether it was from shock or just because of how absurd it was, no one could tell. And Damian, for the first time, looked genuinely stunned speechless by the words on the screen.

Familial Match Found

Damian Wayne- 99.7%

Relationship: Twin

Bruce Wayne- 48.3%

Relationship: Father

Run again? Y/N

“Damian, you have a twin?” Tim asked incredulously, turning his stare to the youngest.

“I… mother only ever implied– she never said it directly and didn’t bring it up often…”

“Damian, you knew you had a twin?” Bruce asked, his voice shaking with the unmistakable quiver of pain.

“No! I only had the vague impression that there had been another child. It always sounded as though they died. Mother never even mentioned a name!” the boy seethed.

“Run it again,” Bruce demanded.

Tim didn’t need to be asked twice. He was going to run it again anyway. It was just too scary to imagine. Another Damian running around terrorizing the public? One was more than enough! And not to mention the pain that had to put Bruce in; knowing that Talia had hid not one, but two children from him and those kids didn’t even know each other. Would Damian get even more stabby now that he thought he had competition for Robin? Would he get violent over not being the only blood son anymore? Tim didn’t know how they would manage if the two started fighting.

Bruce swept back into the room where Danny was waiting. His chest was tight, and he felt like he couldn’t breathe, so he whipped his cowl off to take deep breaths and look over Danny properly, like a person instead of a threat. If he hadn’t been reeling, he was sure he never would have revealed his face, there was still so much they didn’t know about him.

He really did look so much like Damian that you could mistake him for a clone. Except, now that he was really looking, Danny was a bit paler than Damian. His complexion was a little closer to his own than that of Damian and Talia. Their face structures were the same, as well as their build and stature. But where Damian’s eyes were green like Talia’s, Danny’s were a bright, baby blue, like his. How had he missed that? They didn’t even have the same eye color! How could they have mistaken him for a clone? Had Tim noticed? Was that why they brought him back with them?

“Hey, are you okay?” Danny asked him. He looked genuinely concerned over someone who had essentially kidnapped him. He obviously hadn’t been raised the same way Damian had. If he and his brother hadn’t grown up together, then where had Danny been this whole time? And why did he suddenly show up in the League of Assassins’ base?

“I have so many questions,” Bruce found himself saying out loud.

“Dude, same,” Danny replied, “like why did you think I was a clone? Did you get those DNA results you were talking about? What did they say?” And why had he taken his mask off? If they were heroes like he suspected, then the man definitely knew the number one rule of ‘don’t reveal your identity to strangers.’

“My apologies– Danny, right?” Danny nodded. The man finally moved his feet to take the seat across from the kid again. The door cracked open again and the kid Danny recognized as Robin shuffled in to stand next to Batman. His fists were clenched and his posture stiff, but he was much better at concealing his emotions than the older man was. He stayed silent for now, just hovering beside the unmasked man.

“Do you know who we are, Danny?” he was asked calmly.

“I heard someone call you Batman, and,” Danny pointed at the one next to him, “you’re Robin, right?”

“Stop playing dumb!” Robin snapped at him, clicking his tongue in displeasure.

“Whoa! There’s no playing involved, I’m just dumb. From the moment I woke up to right now, I haven’t had a single clue what’s going on!” Robin looked at him suspiciously like he didn’t believe him.

“What happened when you ‘woke up,’ please explain.”

“I opened my eyes for the first time in this dimension and suddenly some guy was shoving a knife into my hand and throwing me at the tall one in blue. Nightwing, I think his name was? I literally woke up just standing there and then almost got my head bashed in!”

“Your results suggest that you’re not a clone, but there are holes in your story. Do you not have any memory of what you were doing before you encountered Nightwing?” Batman asked seriously. He seemed to finally be under control of his emotions, and if he hadn’t taken his cowl off, he might have been a bit more intimidating. Robin, on the other hand, looked to be getting more frustrated, like he was expecting Danny to say something else and was angry when he didn’t hear what he had anticipated. Danny clicked his tongue in annoyance, noticing that it sounded almost exactly like when Robin had done it, and glared suspiciously at them. They were trying to get at something but refused to say it.

“What did those test results say?”

Damian finally ripped his mask off his face to scowl at Danny properly. Their faces were practically identical to each other. Danny finally understood at least one thing, and that was why their little clan thought he was a clone.

“Oh, wow, okay,” the halfa muttered under his breath.

“Those test results seem to imply that we are identical twins! Mother made it sound like you were dead. Where was she hiding you all this time? What is your goal in coming here?” Seeing a sneer like that on a face that looked just like his own was a weird experience for Danny. The other boy looked poised for a fight and the halfa was glad that, if he was attacked again, at least he would see it coming this time.

“Cool, cool, cool. Always wanted a stabby sibling.” Dani had been a stabby sibling when he’d met her and she’d ended up being pretty cool. Of course, she’d moved on to do her own thing eventually and he never really saw her after that. She was her own person, it made sense that she didn’t stay glued to him.

Robin snapped and snarled at him, pulling out a knife from somewhere on his person (seriously, that was pretty impressive for a human) and throwing himself across the table. Danny was able to phase out of his restraints and float to the side of the chair since he’d seen the lunge coming. He’d planned on telling them about that anyway, but he was seriously starting to get tired of not being able to explain himself.

“If you guys would just chill for a moment,” he froze Robin’s feet to the floor and Batman’s cape to the chair he was on, “I’d be more than happy to explain myself! I really don’t want to fight anyone if I don’t have to. Please?”

“Guys, he made an ice pun and it was beautiful,” Nightwing whispered in awe. It seemed the door had been swung open and the others that he’d heard milling around before had come in to either stop or join the fight that had been brewing.

Robin looked as though he had no intention of letting it go that easily, but Bruce, whether it was because he was curious or because he couldn’t stop thinking of the floating child as his son, hummed and nodded his head to hear him out. The rest of his brigade followed suit.

“Finally!” he was still in his human form, so it felt a bit weird to tuck his legs up underneath him, crisscrossing in midair. All kinds of thoughts raced through everyone's heads from Lazarus Pit demons to genetically modified test tube baby.

“My name is Danny and I’m something called a halfa. I am NOT a clone, I do NOT have nefarious plans, and I DO NOT know why or where I woke up when you guys nabbed me. Yes, I was sent here from another dimension. No, I don’t know why my DNA results came back as being Robin’s twin.”

“Do you know why you were sent here?” Bruce asked while he processed the information the child had given them freely. He would never in a million years admit it out loud, but he felt bad for the way this had gone down. Danny clearly didn’t seem hostile and had no interest in fighting any of them or refusing to answer their questions. He’d just gotten so worked up over all the clones that had been sent to kill Damian that when they stormed the League of Assassins to deal with them and they found what they thought was a clone acting strangely, his immediate instinct had been to be suspicious and protective.

Danny thought for a moment about how to answer the question. He’d already decided to hold off telling them about the whole Ghost King thing, and he wasn’t really sure how to go about explaining the Lazarus Pit thing without bringing that up. But that wasn’t the only reason why he was there. His cheeks burned at the thought of explaining it out loud, but he’d made his mind up.

“I… do know. But promise not to laugh, okay?” They nodded their heads seriously at him.

“It’s to… it’s so I can try being a kid again.” Danny frowned when Robin scoffed at him. “In the dimension I’m originally from, I had a sister and we pretty much raised ourselves. And when I turned fourteen, I was in a lab accident that biologically changed me and I spent a few years after that dealing with the fallout of an interdimensional portal as my city’s only hero. It was hard. And I was tired from doing everything by myself. By the time everything finally settled down, my sister had already left for college, my parents forgot I was there, and my best friends were graduating high school without me.”

He took a deep breath to keep himself from crying in front of these people he barely knew. He didn’t like crying in general, but at least with Clockwork he knew the ghost understood why he was crying and wouldn’t judge him for it. Nightwing looked to be tearing up on his behalf, though.

“I wouldn’t have been able to accomplish anything I wanted to do in that world. I hadn’t had the time to go to school or develop other skills outside of my hero work. So my mentor from the Infinite Realms offered to drop me into another dimension with the opportunity to try childhood again. And you can tell I’m still a child because I didn’t ask him any questions,” he rolled his eyes, “like what family he was placing me with, where I would wake up, or how old I was going to be.” Danny began laughing at himself, filling the silence while waiting for someone to say something to him.

“So this mentor of yours just dropped you into this world with no one to take care of you? Then why does your DNA flag as this gremlin's twin?” Red Robin asked incredulously.

“Like I said, I don’t know. However, I think I have a theory, but…” he grimaced as he glanced over at the maskless Robin. Knowing Clockwork for so long now gave him an advantage when it came to stuff like this. He had a few theories actually. It was possible that Robin really did have a twin and something happened to him that had allowed Danny to take his place when he was sent here. It was also possible, though way more unlikely in his opinion, that the role of being his twin was created upon his arrival, and the world had retroactively rearranged itself to fit him into it. Something about being an Ancient, Clockwork had said, but Danny was still young for an Ancient so he didn't think it was likely.

“Did you maybe already have a twin? I could be an alternate version of a twin you already had, which would mean…” he trailed off, letting the implication that they were supposed to be the family that took him in hang in the air.

Robin tried to jerk his legs out of the ice, probably not wanting to accept another sibling, let alone one that was supposed to be his twin! But Danny started to speak again.

“But if that doesn’t work for you or you don’t want me around, I can just figure something else out like I always do!”

“Absolutely not!” Batman countered. “You’re twelve and we don’t know anything about your powerset, you are not wandering off on your own!”

“Are you sure? I could just go, like, haunt a park or something,” he asked, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder at the door. But it seemed like everyone other than Batman and Robin were vibrating with excitement as they started to shed their masks. And holy crap they all looked alike, their whole group really was a family unit! Nightwing was grinning wide and Red Robin was fiddling with something on his phone. Danny couldn’t have known, but Tim was already drafting up paperwork to make him a legal person in Gotham. There were two whose names he hadn’t caught yet next to them. One of them, a blonde, was holding up her phone to take his picture. He hoped her photo turned out okay with him in it. (Steph was uploading his photo into their group chat with the caption, ‘New brother just dropped,’ for everyone that wasn’t there that night.) The one next to her had dark hair and was quietly chanting, “new brother.”

“You may not originally be from this dimension, but biologically, you’re my son here. I’m not going to make you live at the park.” He moved to get up but was stopped by Danny’s ice. He bashfully muttered an apology before dispersing the ice on both him and Robin.

“You said you were a hero before, so I'm sure I don't have to remind you not to tell anyone our civilian identities, right?”

“Absolutely! My lips are sealed, don’t worry!” Danny confirmed saluting the man before he finally let his feet touch the ground again. He didn't actually know anyone's names yet either, so there was that too. Everyone started to file out of the tiny room; it had felt so cramped in there with all those people blocking the door. A dignified, older gentleman was waiting outside for them with an expectant eyebrow lifted at them. If he thought it was weird that Danny was there, or that he looked almost exactly like one of the others, he was really good at hiding it.

“I’m sure proper introductions can be made after everyone is out of costume and upstairs for the night? I’ve even taken the liberty of preparing cookies and hot chocolate.”

It was like watching a flock of birds scatter with how fast everyone started moving. Some of them even tripped over each other trying to be the first one up for what Danny could only imagine were god tier cookies and hot chocolate, going by their reactions.

“You may call me Alfred,” the man gently greeted him. “What would you like me to call you?”

“You can just call me Danny.”

“Very well, Master Danny. Allow me to fetch you a change of clothes. I’m sure Master Damian has something suitable for you to wear for now.” Alfred motioned for him to follow. Danny assumed that Damian could only be Robin, since he was the only one the same size as him as far as he could tell. He absently wondered if he should prepare himself to eventually get stabbed by his new and unwilling twin brother.

[nikamuhlsrealwife777]

SAILOR SONG PT. 1 - N.M.

**this is my first time writing on here so please cut me some slack.**

Words: 1014

Warnings: None other than it being sad (sorry)

Summary: Slowly falling in love with Nika. Things just seem to be going so perfectly, but nothing last forever....

I saw her in the rightest way

Nika Mühl. Where could I even start. Seeing her in the hallways, on the court, in the few classes we had; I wanted nothing more than to talk to her. She always seemed so perfect. I would never reach whatever planet she had all to herself.

My day was going as usual, except the fact she had moved seats in Psychology. Instead of sitting with some of her teammates, she moved beside me. Something about the way she threw her stuff down, she was sitting her out of frustration. It wasn't because she wanted to. I dropped my head, not looking in her direction. She wouldn't talk to me anyway.

"Hey," A small accent coming out with the word, "I shoulda asked but can I sit here for today?"

I nodded, not able to look at her. She shuffled in her seat, uncomfortable I could assume.

"I'm Nika by the way," She lifted her hand, wanting me to shake it.

I smiled, lifting my head to see a similar one on her's, "y/n."

Her smile grew, our hands meeting, "Cute name."

Instead of listening to the lecture, she talked to me. She asked me questions, she let me ask her questions. It was back and forth. Never in a million years did I think I would talk to her, but here I was.

"So, I can sit here tomorrow?" She asked, my brows raising, "If you don't want me too that's fine I ju-"

"No, I want you too," I cut her off, "It was nice talking to someone for once."

She smiled, "Well, I had fun talking to you too, y/n." She slid me a piece of paper, folded neatly her handwriting showing slightly from the ink bleeding through.

"What's this?"

"Just open it, I'll see you tomorrow," She waved, walking out.

I sat there stunned, I had spoke to The Nika Mühl. Not only did I talk to her, she gave me her number. The small note, there on that piece of paper was her number. Her name under it with a small heart beside it.

And then, she came up to my knees. Begging, baby, would you please? Do the things you said you'd do to me, to me

After sometime of talking and getting to know Nika, I found out she had a boyfriend. He was cool. He played basketball. He was made for her. She'd talk to me about him on our daily walks, something we started a week into being friends. She's complain that he seemed perfect, but she didn't want perfect. She wanted something real.

When they'd argue, which was becoming often, she'd come to me. She'd talk about how'd she wanted someone to listen to her, to actually want her.

"I would," I blurted out. Her eyes widened.

"You would what?"

"I would treat you so much better. I would give you everything. I would listen to you, talk to you, want you, everything," My face began to heat up, my cheeks burning.

"I know you would," She smiled, "That's why you'd make an amazing girlfriend to some girl one day."

I wanted that girl to be her, Nika. I kept that to myself. Sometimes I would hope I would just tell her to break up with her boyfriend, find her someone better, find me. I couldn't though.

One day, she came to me, crying.

"What's wrong, Niks?"

"Naheim," I rolled my eyes, "I know, but I think I'm done with him."

My face wanted to show every emotion, the smile trying to creep up, my eyes wanting to light up with joy, but I couldn't. Not right now.

"What happened?"

"I caught him," She broke, "He was with another girl."

I sighed, holding my arms out, "Come here." She listened, making her way into my arms. How could one mess something up with the perfect woman.

"You should show me," To say the least, I was confused.

"What?"

"I want you, y/n, to show me how you would treat me. You said you would do it better then he could," I was shocked.

"Nik-"

"Please, I honestly just need to feel loved by someone. He's just made me feel so...so...usless," I broke, I knew I loved her, I knew it. But, this seemed like she didn't want to reciprocate the feelings. She just wanted them to be sent her way. I couldn't say no to her though, it was Nika.

"Okay," I brought us to my couch, simply opening my arms for here to make her way to me. She smiled through teary eyes, laying on top of me, her head snuggled into the crook of my neck.

Oh, won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor

It almost felt real, I think it was real. The way she held my hand during the couple of classes we had. The hangouts becoming sleepovers, laying in each others arms through the night. We had never kissed, but I wanted to. I really wanted to.

"Hey, Nika?"

"Yes, y/n?"

"Can I kiss you?" Her eyes widened, shock apparent on her face, "Or not it's cool, I jus-"

She pulled me into her, our lips meeting. It felt so right, she felt right. The way her lips moved with mine. Her body on mine. I've wanted this, and it was exactly how I've always imagined it.

"Was that good?"

"More than good," I paused, I wanted more, "It was perfect."

I pulled her in for another one, a longer, deeper one. Her soft lips moving against my lips. It felt like they were made for each other. The act felt like a drug, I never wanted to stop. I flipped us, her on her back, I over top of her. Her eyes scanned my face, biting her lip slightly.

"Is something wrong?" I was worried I'd gone too far.

"No," She smiled, "I think I love you."

My heart fluttered, beating out of my chest, "I think I love you too."

Her arms snaked around my neck, her hands making their way through my hair. She pulled me in for another, and another, and another. That's all we did that night, we kissed. It was like we were both addicted, we were each other's drug.

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A/N: First time writing on here, I'm kinda excited. Hope you guys like this. Totally expect more from me on here. (I felt there needed to be more stories with Nika)

[yamamasjumpercables]

Slut Me Out

Chris!Sturniolo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: many sexual suggestions (no smut)

a/n: this story is from the pov Y/n friend’s from All Yours

It’s been 3 weeks since You and Chris met at the concert. You guys have been texting and calling back and forth. Whether it be to talk about each other’s day, vent or just to simply get off to the thought of each other touching themselves. Chris was tired of only knowing you through the phone. He wanted to be near you, in you, hear you, hold you. Each and every day Chris would scroll through your instagram, palming himself to the thought of him being deep into your dripping wet cunt. Moaning his name while tears fall down your face. Chris thought enough was enough so he decided to go to your place. Chris threw on plain Black tee, grey sweatpants, a gold chain, and sprayed some cologne on himself. While he slipped on his shoes at the front door, his phone buzzed. Chris checked his phone, it was a text from you.

Y/n💐

1 image

new dress

Ya like?

You look sexy af ma

Now I’m hard

I’m coming over

Door is unlocked

Chris rushed out the apartment and drove to your place. Chris checked himself in window of his car before leaving his car. He walked into your apartment, admiring the way it was decorated. “I’m in here Chris” You yelled out from your room. Chris came into your room, seeing you in the same outfit that was in the picture you sent him. “You still have the outfit on” Chris asks setting his keys down on your bed. “Yea isnt it better in person” You ask Chris doing a 360. “It is your ass is bigger in person” Chris said immediately being embarrassed. “Is it, I didn’t notice” You say innocently looking in the mirror turning around, shaking your ass. Chris’s face turned red watching your actions. You turned around now being face to face with yourself in the mirror, Chris approached you in the mirror holding your waist. “Hmm we look good together” Chris said sliding his hand down your waist to your ass slapping and gripping it. “Chris” You say laughing, a little stunned by his actions. “What it’s fat I can’t help but touch it”Chris said laughing. “Ok ok but all jokes aside I didn’t think you’d dress like this” Chris said before being cut off by you “too slutty for you” you say looking at Chris crossing your arms with a smirk on your face. “Never that” Chris scoffs. Your eyes failed to not make eye contact with Chris’s growing bulge. “You need help with that” You said innocently looking up at Him, pulling him closer to you by the draw strings of his sweatpants. “Slut me out then Chris”.

I wanted to give y’all a little teaser since i have no inspiration to write a smut😔

[tzurelles]

stunning ✦ kim minji

pairing kim minji x f!reader oneshot genre : fluff !!!!!! clara’s note ✦ hi um this is my first written fic so ik its not that good 😣 not proofread sowry feedbacks and reblogs really appreciated!! :3

you were going to combust with curiosity.

since your girlfriend, minji, had told you about a seemingly massive birthday surprise she had for you, not a day passed without you bugging her for answers. questions such as “will you tell me if i buy you nayeon’s album?” and “ when will you tell me " were quite frequent in you vocabulary as you clinged on to minji, tormenting her with endless questions and acting exaggeratedly cute to convince your ever so patient girlfriend (she acted annoyed but she really did find you adorable 🥹) 

two weeks before your birthday, minji was nowhere to be seen- quite literally. you barely saw her in the morning before she used her alternating excuses of having to do errands or volunteering to help her younger sister with her math exam which you didnt believe in the slightest ( she sucked at math 😭)

but as the loving girlfriend she is, she never forgot to kiss you before she left or prepare breakfast for you to eat when you wake up with a small note labelled “ xo, minji 💋” which always brought a smile to your face. she really did feel bad about not spending quality time with her girlfriend, but she always assured you that it was completely worth it.

since she was busy, you always distracted yourself by doing what you loved most- swimming in your local pool. you adored swimming since you were young. as you grew up by the coast, you always loved swimming in deep waters and watching the ocean’s waves move back and forth endlessly. if you were having a bad day, swimming was the way to go.

on the day of your birthday, you woke up almost shaking with excitement as you wore your pleated summer dress with its designated jewellery and makeup style which you picked from pinterest, hurrying out of the house and picking up your phone to reply to all your birthday wishes.

minji opened the car door for you, bowing to you as if you were some princess. you chuckled, pecking her cheek as she started driving to the place your mystery present awaited you. 

you blushed as she put her arm around your shoulder, inhaling her dreamy perfume as she carefully hid your vision with her hand, guiding you slowly along a path.

“minji?” you muttered quietly, making sure she was still there as you walked along 

“im here, bae “ she replied back with her cheerful voice , reassuring you with a swueeze to the shoulder.

as you walked along, you could smell the homey familiar scent of the sea becoming nearer and nearer. minji suddenly let go of your shoulder and positioned herself in front of you. “y/n! ” she called out to you in excitement, “you can open your eyes now, cutie!” she exclaimed.

as you slowly opened your eyes and adjusted to the lighting of the area, your mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as your eyes were wide open in astonishment. “you did this for me..?” you muttered with emotion, trailing off at the end of your sentence as you taller girlfriend placed her head on yours, hugging you tight as you stared at the gift in complete shock.

she had fixed your old mini boat you used to spend loads of time in, polished it and painted it your favourite (specific ☝️) shade of deep crimson, with small white flowers patterned across the ocean of red. all your friends who helped smiled lovingly, giving you the chance to explore it hand in hand with your girlfriend. 

“look at the view… oh its stunning…i love you so much ” you whispered dreamily, resting you head on minji’s shoulder. “you’re the stunning one, and i love you the most!!” she replied with a soft smile, chuckling and weaving her fingers through your hair.

“we should call the boat stunning then,” you remarked, blushing and looking at minji with a shy smile

“stunning it is then”

[princessmaybank]

hi princess, I hope your break is going well <33 this is like super specific but could you do a jj x Routledge!reader with super blonde frizzy hair nd jj doesn’t know she dyes it brown until he walks in on her with a lions mane getting dye ready

No pressure at all for u to get to this, i love ur work so so much and I hope you’re going okay princess <333 thank you

thank you for the request! wasn't sure if you wanted smut in there but that's how all of my Fics end up so I'm assuming you do! I'm sorry this turned so dark if you wanted it fluffier. I have recently started Haunting Adeline 😂🤭🩷

Hair Dye

Pairings: JJ x Routledge!Reader

Warnings: Surprise Kiss, Fingering, Rough!Dark!JJ, Spanking, Panty Ripping, Hair Pulling, Choking, P in V, Creampie, Caught, etc.

Summary: Read the ask^

Author's Note: Wrote this so fast, I hope you like it, sorry it's so late!

"I just don't see the point, dad and I have brown hair, you got blonde hair, you should feel special!" John B says as I walk down the aisle searching for the color I want. "That's exactly the point JB. I feel left out. It's odd, plus people have asked us way too many times if we're dating, even though we have the same face." JB rolled his eyes in defeat as I found the shade of brown I was searching so hard for. I was so excited that I could barely wait until we got home.

"Hey JJ is coming over soon!" I hear JB yell from the kitchen as he puts away some groceries. "I expect nothing less. Your boyfriend basically lives here!" I laugh as I go into the bathroom and read the instructions. Once I think I finally have it down and the parts mixed together, my brother calls me into the kitchen. "I'm gonna start cooking dinner. Is there any way I am going to talk you out of this? Blonde hair takes a long time to come back." He says and almost on cue JJ stumbles in the front door. "And yet yours keeps coming back." I say throwing my thumb over my shoulder. He chuckled at my stupid joke and ruffled my hair, causing it to frizz up even more than it already had.

"Hey there, hot stuff." JJ said with a wink. I roll my eyes before walking to the bathroom. "He was talking to you!" I shout teasing JB about his best friend. "I definitely wasn't but okay. What's with her?" I hear him ask my brother. I put the gloves on and get a towel ready under my neck. "She's going to dye her hair. I kept trying to talk her out of it. Fuck, I forgot something at the store. I'll be back, try not to kill each other." I heard the screen door slam as John B ran out.

I heard loud footsteps coming from the hallway until they reached me. "You're not gonna try to talk me out of it too are you?" I say setting down the bottle of dye. "Not gonna try shit" I breathe out a sigh of relief. "You're not doing it." He demanded. "Who do you think you are?" I ask with a full attitude. "Y/N. You don't need to dye your hair." I shook my head. "I want to!" I whined. JJ went to grab the bottle of hair dye and so did I. Eventually he tore it from me and held it above his head. I wasn't able to reach it and he laughed because he thought he had won. I looked him in the eyes and took his face in my hands, planting a big kiss on him. when his lips moved back and forth with mine, I knew he'd drop his arm any second. And he did. I took the chance and stole my bottle back running to the guest bedroom and trying to make it to that bathroom. I wasn't aware JJ was right behind me until I was pinned against the bathroom door.

"Why must you be a little brat all the time?" He asked. JJ's eyes are dark now. This wasn't a game anymore. He removed the bottle from my hand, I let him take it because I was so stunned by this sudden change. "You're. Not. Dying. It." He said with a low menacing voice. "Jay-" I tried to plead, I don't know why, but he was scaring me. He was also kind of arousing me. I never had these feelings for my brother's best friend, maybe it was just how dark he felt in this moment.

He stared into my eyes before placing his lips to mine once again. It felt different this time, I felt a zing, coursing through my veins. His fingertips were now bruising my hips as he lightly humped me through our clothes. This felt unreal. I peak my eyes open for a moment. Yep. it was still JJ. He was still grabbing me with an intense force and grinding his rock hard cock into me.

My eyes shut again and I just went with it. His right hand moved to unbutton my shorts. When he found his way in, he didn't tease, he only plummeted two fingers into my soaked core. "He won't be gone long, if there's something you want from me..tell me now." He demanded again. My eyes stared into his begging to be fucked but I knew it wouldn't be that easy. "F-fuck me.." I whispered through my breath, unable to think as his fingers moved back and forth. "Speak up." His harsh tone scared me slightly but I said my phrase again, louder so he could hear.

His fingers escaped my opening, causing a whine to spill from my lips. He rolled his eyes before pulling my shorts down. I kicked them to the side before I was roughly turned around and slammed up against the door. A gasp flew out of me unexpectedly followed by another when I felt him slap my ass. I let out loud moans as he continued, taking turns with my cheeks. When they were blood red, he squeezed them in his hands. I hissed from the sensitivity he caused.

He toyed with my panties for a few seconds before he spoke. "You don't need these." He chuckled lightly before I heard a ripping sound. Shock was written all over my face as he tore the rest of the thin fabric off of my body. His fingers found my slick folds and teased them for a moment. I was about to chime in before hearing the sound of a zipper and shorts dropping to the ground. I didn't have enough time to process the noise before I felt his cock slide inside me. He let out a dark groan and quickened his pace, not letting me adjust to his size. He was going so fast and so hard. I was a moaning mess. My head started to fall but he didn't let it get too far. His hand pulled me back by my hair while his other wrapped around my throat. His fingertips squeezed tighter, not giving me much room to work air in or out. "You like that? Like my hand wrapped around your throat while you take my cock?" He asked and all I could do was give a small nod before he pulled my hair again, so now my ear was against his lips. "What would John B say if he walked in on us right now? Think he'd be pissed to see his sister with my cock jammed in her tight pussy?" He teased.

Those words were enough to cause an eruption in me. My orgasm hit me like a freight train and slid down his cock and onto his thighs. His hand left my throat and fell to my hips as I pulled in as much air as possible. He fucked me hard a few more times before his cum leaked inside of me.

The sound of the screen door opening and closing apparently wasn't enough to get JJ's dick out of me. My throat was tired, I couldn't mutter a word and JJ knew that. He rode out his high which made my eyes roll back. It was enough for me to squeeze my thighs together and cum again.

"JJ when I said anything, this is not what I meant!" JB shouted. We never even heard him walk in, but we heard the bedroom door slam. We cooled down and I went into the bathroom to inspect my neck. There were bruises where JJ had a hold of me. "What did he mean by that?" I asked. JJ was a lot brighter now. "Oh he messaged me before you two got home and told me to make you not dye your hair. He said to do anything I have to." He chuckled. "Wasn't planning this.." He said pointing to my neck. "But I'm glad it happened." He shrugged and kissed my forehead. A smile spread onto my face before I laid my head on his chest. He held me in his arms and I promised to never dye my hair.

"Good, I like pullin' on this blonde lion's mane." He giggled before I swatted at his chest.

[redrose10]

I might post another Christmas themed story before Christmas, but we’ll see if I’m able to get that one done…

Thank you for this request and I hope you like it!

< A Christmas Miracle >

Yoongi X Female Reader, Friends to Lovers

Warnings: Swearing, angst, slightly suggestive, very minor hint to cheating, drunkenness, fighting

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“Why is it so cold?”, Yoongi grumbled after a midnight bathroom break as he hurriedly made his way back to his bed to get underneath the warm comfy blankets. As he laid there trying to fall back asleep he saw a soft glow begin to light up his room. He blinked a few times to clear his vision wondering what it could be. Out of his closet where the light was the brightest walked two very familiar faces. Yoongi sat up startled yet a little angry, also concerned. “Jin? Hobi? What the hell were you two doing in my closet?”, he asked.

The two men walked forward coming out of the light which quickly dissipated sending the room back into a familiar darkness. Jin cleared his throat, “Yoongi, we are the Ghosts of Christmas Past.”

Yoongi sat and stared at them in stunned and annoyed silence. He was really wishing he had stuck to tea instead of whiskey during dinner. “You guys…it’s like one o’clock in the morning. We’ll talk about this tomorrow, but for now you can crash in the guest room if you want.”, he finally mumbled after a while.

“We’re here to show you something.”, Hobi smiled reaching for his hand. “No thanks. Uh exactly how much did you guys drink?”, he worriedly asked.

“Ahh we didn’t drink at all. Let’s hurry up. We don’t have all night.”, Jin exclaimed before snapping his fingers. Yoongi didn’t have time to react before he along with his two friends were instantly transported elsewhere.

“Do you recognize this place?”, Hobi asked.

“W-what just happened!? How did you two do that?”, Yoongi asked exasperated and frantically looking around.

“Aish pay attention!”, Jin bounded with a hand firmly placed on Yoongi’s shoulder, “Yoongi take a look around. What do you notice?”

Yoongi took a deep breath before scanning the room, “This is my studio. Why are we here?” Hobi pointed to the other side of the room where a young Yoongi stood talking to his manager and a woman that he instantly recognized.

“Am I dead? Oh my god I died?”, he panicked looking at both Jin and Hobi, “Did you die too? That’s why you’re ghosts? What happened?”

“Yoongi no one died so relax. We’re just here to remind you of your past. We brought you back to a moment of great meaning to you.”, Hobi said trying his best to calm down his friend.

“This is the moment you met Y/N, right?”, Jin asked. Yoongi nodded and Jin continued, “So this must’ve been a real happy point in your life.”

“Well she is my best friend so yeah I guess this moment was pretty special. Can’t she see us?”, he asked waving his hands back and forth.

Hobi and Jin both shook their heads, “Nope no one can see or hear us other than ourselves.”

“Great… now I really know I’m dead.”, he groaned earning quite the eye roll from Jin who replied, “I’m going to ignore your constant complaining… for now. Just watch the show.”

Yoongi shrugged as he watched the scene unfold in front of him.

It was many years ago, about eight or so now when you were first introduced to each other. You had just gotten hired as an intern producer. It was Christmas morning and since you were new to the city and had no one to spend it with you offered to work and since he was the only one at the studio working he was assigned to let you shadow him for a while. In all honesty the last thing he wanted was to have to spend time with someone else. There was a reason he was working alone on Christmas morning to begin with. He had just gotten his heart broken. He was hurt and upset and angry. But he was a professional so he pushed all that aside and welcomed you into the studio. You had a lyric book with you which you happily shared with him. The first song he read through was a love song…”of course”, he groaned.

Yoongi slammed the book closed and tossed it aside, “Love doesn’t exist. Love is only a figment of peoples imaginations. They use it to make themselves feel better…like they have a purpose in life.” He knew he was being harsh, but he wanted to save you from experiencing the same heartbreak he was going through. “So you’re saying you won’t ever fall in love?”, you asked with a hint of playfulness to your voice. “Nope. Never. Not gonna happen.”, he said shaking his head, “I don’t believe in love.”

You nodded along with a smirk, “We’ll see about that Min Yoongi.”

Yoongi stood off to the side with his two friends watching this replay happen. At the time he never noticed the twinkle in your eye or the smirk or the way you made it sound like a challenge. If he had noticed any of that then he never would have let the relationship go as far as it did. You never would have become anything but a coworker to him.

He jumped a little when he felt someone grab smack him on the back. Hobi was smiling at him, “Come on. We have one more place to go.”

“I really hope it’s the bar because I’m gonna need a drink or two to get through this.”, he replied earning another big eye roll from his senior member. With a snap of Jin’s fingers they were gone in a flash once again.

“Look familiar?”, Jin asked while everyone looked around the room. “Y-yeah this is Y/N’s living room.”, Yoongi said, “Why are we here?”

Before anyone could answer the door swung open and a past version of himself and you came tumbling in. It took a moment, but he remembered that night instantly.

“H-hold on.”, you mumbled against his skin. Quickly you skipped over to the Christmas tree in the corner and plugged it in. The glow of the multi colored lights softly lit up the room. Yoongi chuckled at your cuteness. “What? It’s Christmas!”, you smiled after noticing him staring at you.

It didn’t take long for you to have him pinned down on the couch with your hips grinding and searching for any kind of release. “Are you sure you want to do this?”, he asked in between kisses. You nodded your head while reaching for his belt, but he stopped you, “Seriously Y/N, before we go any further, I need to know that you understand that this is nothing more than friends having sex. I’m not looking for any more of a relationship than that.”

“So you’re saying you won’t fall madly in love with me Yoongi?”, you playfully questioned with a smile.

“No Y/N, I told you, I don’t believe in love.”, he responded making your smile falter just a little. “If you don’t want to keep going I understand.”, he continued, but you stopped him with a kiss and pulled him in closer than before.

That was a few years after you two had met and the first time you guys had sex and it was the beginning of your friends with benefits relationship. To this day that is all it remained. Yoongi cringed at how cold he sounded in that moment, he’d blame it on having most of his blood flowing to other parts of his body, but he knew the truth. He just didn’t want you to end up getting hurt by him one day.

He stood there and watched you. He took in all of your movements, the sounds you made. The way you said his name in want and desperation. He had always thought you were beautiful but seeing you now, in this position, from an outsiders view you looked ethereal. The way the soft lights iilumited your skin. The way you mumbled praises in between kisses and moans. You were incredible to him.

“Alright that’s enough of that”, Jin exclaimed as soon as clothing started getting removed and tossed around the room. He snapped his fingers and Yoongi was back in his own bedroom.

He flopped back down on his bed taking a long deep breath trying to process the crazy dream he just had and also why the image of your face as he kissed you was suddenly burned into his memory. The way you looked at him with such love and admiration…it made him feel guilty. He had his suspicions from the start that you were looking for more from him than just a friends/friends with benefits relationship and he should have stopped it before it got as far as it did. But he was a weak man when it came to you.

As he was laying there with his eyes squeezed shut trying to force himself to sleep he got the sense that something wasn’t right. It was like he could feel the soft light once again illuminating his room. He took a peak finding two more of his friends, Jimin and Jungkook, standing in his room with big goofy smiles.

“No no NO”, Yoongi shook his head, “I’m not playing this game any more.”

Jimin spoke first, “There’s no game hyung.” Jungook continued, “We are the Ghosts of Christmas Present. We are here to help you see… what could be.”

The two guys snickered between them at the little unintended rhyme.

“Let me guess…you’re going to snap your fingers and transport us somewhere else?”, Yoongi scoffed.

Jimin nodded before joyfully doing the snap sending the three of them through a transport to another location.

Yoongi looked around faintly recognizing the restaurant they were standing in that was now haphazardly decorated for Christmas. He’d been there with you just a few nights ago, but was unsure of why he was here currently.

Then the door chimed and you walked in with your friend, Mia. You two sat at a table off to the side by the large window. Yoongi went to greet you before quickly being reminded that you couldn’t see or hear him.

“Soooo how long until Mr.Dreamy gets here?”, Mia teasingly asked. You rolled your eyes, “His name is Minjun and he should be here in about fifteen minutes.”

“Ooohhhh even his name sounds hot.”, she quipped before noticing your down demeanor, “Y/N why do you look so sad? You’re about to go on a date with a really nice guy….This better not have something to do with Yoongi.”

You sighed as you looked out the window before turning your attention back to Mia, “I don’t know…I just…I feel bad for lying to him and like maybe I should give him another chance.”

Mia scoffed, “Fuck him. Y/N he doesn’t love you. He’s using you for sex. He has made it perfectly clear about that and it’s time that you move on and try to find someone that will love you back and treat you the way that you deserve to be treated. Maybe this Minjun guy could be that person or maybe not, but either way you need to move on from Yoongi because he’s definitely not going to change.”

You nodded because as much as it hurt, a part of you knew she was right. You had spent years trying to get Yoongi to love you back, but it was becoming clear that he was steadfast in his word and had no intention of ever fully letting you become something more to him. Realizing the time Mia stood up and gave you a quick hug, “I love you. Text me as soon as the date is over. I can’t wait to hear all the details.”

Yoongi watched as Mia walked out the door and the seat across from you was replaced by some guy. Some guy that made Yoongi’s blood boil even though he didn’t even know him. He knew he had told you many many times over the years that he was incapable of love so you trying to move on should be of no surprise to him, but for some reason watching you smile and laugh at something stupid that this guy said made his chest ache just a little bit.

“What’s going on in your brain?”, Jimin questioned wearily as he watched Yoongi staring at you.

“Nothing. She’s an adult. She can go on a date with whoever she wants. It doesn’t bother me. She’s her own person. So what if she wants to go on a date with this guy who’s wearing too much chapstick and who the hell orders garlic shrimp on a first date? That’s just asking for a bad first kiss. He’s a moron.” Jimin and Jungkook knew that it did in fact bother him which is why he was rambling to try and convince himself that his own words were true.

“So you don’t feel even a little sad or maybe a bit of regret knowing that she could be yours, but instead she’s out with someone else right now?”, Jungkook asked.

Yoongi shook his head, but still didn’t take his eyes off of you, “Nope. I made it clear that I would never love her and she’s well within her right to try and find someone who will... Plus it’s only one date. It doesn’t mean anything. It’s not like they’re getting married or something.”

The two smirked knowing that Yoongi was clearly having some feelings he wasn’t admitting, but their hands were tied and it was now up to him to make a move. With a long sigh Jimin snapped his fingers and Yoongi was once again back in the comfort of his bed. His mind reeling with emotions some of which he never felt before. Jealousy being the biggest one. He wasn’t able to take the time to unpack everything though because the light from his closet once again added a soft unnerving glow to the room.

“Come on Namjoon and Taehyung. Let’s get this over with.”, he groaned knowing that these two were about to make things even more difficult for him.

The two did walk out of the closet both laughing at his acceptance of the situation.

“Hyung.”, Taehyung nodded. “I’m guessing you have already figured it out, but we are the Ghosts of Christmas Future.”, Namjoon spoke.

Yoongi stood up and walked over to the members to stand beside them. They looked at him with questioning eyes.

“Come on. Do the finger snap thing.”, he spoke snapping his own fingers in return., “I haven’t got all night.”

Namjoon laughed, but did as requested and the three were sent to the future.

Yoongi looked around the church he was suddenly standing it. It was beautifully decorated in reds and greens and gold. It looked like Christmas. Poinsettias were spread throughout reminding him of you because they were your favorite. Your friend Mia stood at the alter wearing a beautiful floor length dark green dress. That Minjun guy was standing on the other side in a well fitted tuxedo. Yoongi realized he was at a wedding. And that realization made him feel sick.

“No no no.”, he mumbled, “Don’t tell me.”

“Yep, Y/N’s wedding. She gets married on Christmas Day, just like she always wanted. She looks beautiful doesn’t she?”, Taehyung smiled as he pointed towards the double doors. You were walking down the aisle in a breathtaking white gown, similar to the one he had heard you describe as your dream dress countless times.

The wedding was a blur…to Yoongi at all least. He couldn’t take his focus off of the way you smiled. The way your eyes lit up every time your soon to be husband looked at you. Yoongi had seen that same look from you plenty of times, but he chose to ignore them and instead he chose to selfishly close himself off from you, too afraid to let himself experience love.

Then he took a moment to look around the crowd. He saw your parents. He had often had dinner with them. He bonded with your dad over a mutual love of basketball. He remembered the night your dad pulled him aside and told him he would be proud to have him as a son-in-law. Yoongi felt such a sense of pride in hearing that as no one had really ever said anything like that to him before. And there he was, your dad sitting in the front row proudly smiling as he did his best not to cry. Yoongi felt like a failure. Your friends and family were scattered throughout the rest of the crowd. He was surprised by how many of the people in your life he’d grown to know over the years, even getting close to a few of them himself. The one person he didn’t see was himself.

“Sh-she didn’t invite me to her wedding?”, he whispered.

“Ohhh she did.”, Taehyung chuckled, “But you said you would rather stick your dick in a blender than watch her marry some corporate executive ass kissing asshole who cared more about his hair gel than anything else.”

That sounded like something he knew he would say, but he never would’ve said that to you.

“He’s right hyung.”, Namjoon softly whispered, “You guys had a huge blowout when you found out that she was engaged and your relationship never really recovered. Y/N tried several times to reconcile, but you refused.”

Yoongi chuckled to himself, but shook his head, “No I would never treat Y/N like that.”

“You want to see the proof?”, Namjoon asked and before Yoongi could answer he was whisked away to another location, thankfully just missing the part where you kissed your new husband sealing your fate as his wife.

“Prepare yourself. It’s uh it’s hard to watch.”, Taehyung solemnly said.

He was back in your living room. The familiar Christmas tree lit while Christmas carols played from the music box on the counter. Yoongi watched as you opened the door allowing him to stumble in. He managed to catch himself against the wall before looking up at you with a hateful glare. “You.”, he pointed at you taking a few shaky steps, “You’re engaged?”

“I-I was going to tell you. I was just waiting for the right moment.”, you said taking a few step back to create some space.

“Fucking perfect…where is he?”, he demanded. You stayed silent. “Where the fuck is he?! I want to congratulate him myself. Congratulations on marrying the woman who so easily falls in love. It’s not like he had to work for it.”

Yoongi walked or more so stumbled around the apartment looking for your fiancé while knocking over glasses and a vase before he turned to look at you with a smirk, “He’s not here is he?”

You shook your head,”He had to go into the office.”

“Oh he really loves you Y/N. He loves you so much that he’d rather be at work on Christmas Day than with his fiancé.”, he spat, “I guarantee he’s fucking his secretary right now.”

“Yoongi you’re drunk. Go home. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”, you said as you reached for your phone to call him a cab.

“No, fuck you Y/N. Fuck you for coming into my life. I was perfectly happy before you made it your goal to ruin me. Fuck you for making me feel like love was possible. I was happy being oblivious. Fuck you for ruining everything.”

All it took was a few sniffles from you and the whisper of you calling him the worst thing to ever happen to you for him to sober up enough to realize what he had just said.

“I-I’m sorry Y/N. I have to go.”

He stormed out of your apartment leaving you to cleanup and cry by yourself.

“We told you. It’s hard to watch.”, Namjoon spoke as he snapped his fingers sending them all back to Yoongi’s bedroom.

“I just…I don’t understand. I would never hurt her like that. I…saying those things. That wasn’t me.”

Taehyung placed a hand on his shoulder, “At one time it wasn’t you, but you didn’t make the changes that were necessary and now you’re future is set.” Namjoon and Taehyung left, taking the light with them and leaving Yoongi sitting alone in the dark with his own feelings and thoughts.

He couldn’t take the look of hurt on your face. He couldn’t stand the thought of you being married to anyone else, but him. He hated himself for being the person that he was. He despised himself for being so afraid to love and be loved that he chased away the one person in the world that made him feel things again even when he had the chance to save it, but he threw it all away like a coward.

There were only three times in his life that he did more than cry, that he actually sobbed. Once when his grandmother passed away. The second time was when his group won Artist of the Year. And the third was right now as he sat on the edge of his bed screaming out your name in remorse, in heartbreak with a hand clutched to his chest. He dropped to his knees wishing and hoping for a second chance or a way to change the future that had already been laid out for him.

He buried his face into his hands and cried some more until the exhaustion started giving away to delusion and he heard you saying his name.

“Yoongi”

“Yoongi”

“Yoongs are you okay?”

He shook his head unable to face the fact that you weren’t really there. Then he smelled your vanilla perfume and felt your soft touch gently nudging his shoulder.

“Yoongi wake up.”

Groggily he could barely make out another voice, “Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”

“Yoongi get up!! You’re scaring me.”, you said making him jolt awake.

He jumped, out of breath and panting. Frantically he looked around the room. Your Christmas tree was in the corner. The tv was playing your favorite ‘How the Grinch Stole Christmas’ a tradition of the both of yours to watch it on Christmas morning. The lightly burnt Christmas cookies that the two of you made yesterday were sitting on the coffee table in front of him and he was wearing the ridiculous matching Christmas sweater and reindeer antlers you had begged him to put on. But most importantly you were sitting next to him looking him over with a concerned expression.

“Are you okay? You fell asleep and then I think you were dreaming or something. You started crying and shouting my name so I woke you up.”, you said while reaching up to wipe away some of the tears that were still settled on his cheeks.

Feeling irrationally thirsty all of a sudden he took a large gulp of the now cold hot chocolate and continued taking a few more deep breaths. With a shaky hand he ran his fingers through his hair before laughing, “Yeah I just had this crazy nightmare.” You laughed along with him before turning your attention back to the movie. He tried to settle himself down, but couldn’t shake the sense of uneasiness that engulfed him.

Like on cue your phone lit up on the armrest next to you. Yoongi wasn’t one to really pry or care too much about your personal affairs, but in his mind he saw the name Minjun appear and he snapped.

“Let’s make us official. I want you to be my girlfriend.”, he spoke without really thinking.

“W-What?”, you gasped.

“I love you Y/N. I’m sorry…I’m sorry I’ve been fighting it all this time. But I can’t risk…I won’t loose you. I want to be together forever. I want you by my side Y/N. I want to travel the world together. I want to get married. I want to have a family with you so we can spend many Christmas’ together wearing matching pajamas and watching silly movies. I want to grow old together being happy and being in love because you have shown me that love is real. Love is amazing. Love is comforting and special and everything I want because of and with you.” He scooted a little bit closer so he could take your hands in his, “Y/N I’m an idiot. I was so afraid of getting hurt, but I now know that the worst pain I could ever feel would be if I let you get away and I’m not going to let that happen. I love you and I want us to be together.”

Yoongi tightly gripped onto your hands trying to ground himself. When he looked up at you he wasn’t prepared to see you smirking at him.

“Well I’ll be…It’s a Christmas miracle. THE Min Yoongi falling in love. I never thought it would happen.”, you said making him grumble something unintelligible in return but his cheeks turned a bright red so you knew he was flustered.

“But…”, you continued, “I am thankful for miracles because I love you too Yoongi.”

He broke out into a big gummy smile feeling like the weight of the world had been lifted off of his shoulders.

He gave you a kiss and tucked you in next to him reveling in the feeling of you being so close and snuggling into his side while the next movie played on.

“Hey Yoongi…”, you said after a while.

“Mmhm?”

“I told you so.”

You squealed as he quickly had you turned around and pinned underneath him in a fit of giggles and laughter before peppering you with kiss after kiss making it the best Christmas either of you have ever had.

[rs-hawk]

I really like your monster fucker stories

if you feel like it, I’ve always wanted to see a story of a male reader and a female werehyena meeting lol

Cismale Reader

You always loved meeting new people, so when your best friend invited you to a staff party, you decided to tag along. After all, you hadn’t been back in town for very long, so it wouldn’t hurt to make new friends.

“Y/N, this is Nyi,” your friend said as he introduced you to one of his coworkers. “She’s the big boss lady.”

“That I am,” she smirked as she looked you up and down in an almost predatory way.

Your face flushed as you stammered out how nice it was to meet her. The party went on, and each time you looked around, you saw Nyi eyeing you like you were to be her last meal. Your face stayed heated, and you couldn’t help the hardening of your cock each time you caught her staring at you.

Eventually, the staff party was winding down. “Hey Y/N. Do you wanna get out of here?” your friend asked.

“Actually, I was hoping I could steal him from you for a little while. I wanted to talk to him about a… position we hopefully have opening up soon,” Nyi cut in, grabbing your shoulder and tugging you back slightly.

“Oh yeah?” you asked excitedly, perking up. “It’s fine dude. I’ll catch a Lyft or something.”

After a bit of back and forth, your friend reluctantly agreed to see you in the morning. You could tell he was disappointed you wouldn’t be heading out to a bar with him, but the chance to be alone with Nyi was so exciting your body was basically tingling.

“Why don’t you go wait in my office? I’ll clear the rest out,” she whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

You did what she asked. You waited in her office, sitting in a plush covered wooden chair across her desk. It didn’t take long for her to come into the small room, though she did seem displeased with how long it took. Before you could even get a word in, she sat on the edge of her desk, crossing one leg over the other.

“Do you think I’m attractive?” she asked, looking down at you.

“Yes ma’am,” you blurted out, your ears burning. “You’re gorgeous. Stunning.”

She chuckled then smirked, showing off a glint of her canine teeth for a moment. She was still looking at you like prey, which forced you to swallow the lump in your throat. “That’s good,” she almost purred as she tilted her head as if taking more of you in. “Come here.”

You hesitated for a moment, but then did as she asked. You stood from the chair you were sitting in, and closed the distance between the two of you. She took your hand, tugging you closer and wrapping it around her waist before grabbing the collar of your shirt, almost yanking you to her as your lips crashed together. You were basically aching between your legs. She was so gorgeous. The way her lips worked over yours was making your knees feel weak, leading you to brace yourself on her desk with open palms.

You’d been so focused on her lips, her tongue, that you hadn’t even realized she had started shifting until you felt a… furriness to her lips. You cracked your eyes open, freezing when what could only be described as a beast staring at you. You knew it was still Nyi. While Shifters were uncommon, you still knew they existed.

She chuckled again, and the sound reminded you of something in the back of your brain. What was it? She laughed again, and that’s when you remembered. A hyena.

“Don’t tell me you’re backing out now,” she taunted, her ears tilted forward as if waiting for your response.

You shook your head slowly, trying to ignore the huge pseudo penis grinding between your legs. There was another lump in your throat as she smirked at you, her claws easily tearing your clothes to shreds. Before you knew it, you were on your knees, her girlcock stuffed down your throat. It was taking everything in you not to start gagging, even as your eyes were watering. She was panting, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as her eyes fell half-lidded.

Your throat was stretched to capacity as you tried to take as much of her down your throat as possible. She grabbed the back of your head- well, as best as she could with her half paws- and forced your head even more down your throat. Your own cock was aching and throbbing between your legs as you felt her twitching inside of your mouth.

She suddenly yanked out of your mouth, yanking you to your knees and shoving you over the side of her desk. In moments, her huge pseudo cock being crammed into your ass. One of her paws was racking claws down your back, and her other was teasing your cock, slowly sliding up and down it.

“You like being stuffed?” she growled in your ear as she finally bottomed out inside of you, making you groan in response. “What a good little hump toy you are.”

All you could do was press back against her, eager for more of her. She teased your cock until you finally came, then whispered in your ear, praising you for cumming with her cock stuffed inside of you like a good boy. Her sharp teeth broke the skin of your neck ever so slightly, letting the blood bleed there before her hot tongue lapped at it. The fur from her body made you feel hot in every place it touched, making you whimper excitedly.

This went on for hours until you were both spent. Finally she pulled out of you, sinking into the plush chair you’d been sitting in before. You sank to your knees, leaning your head back to rest it in her lap.

“Thank you,” you muttered, looking up at her with sleepy eyes.

She just smiled, racking her slowly turning back to fingers claws through your hair. “You’re welcome Pup.”

[poeticallywriting]

「 ✦ Founding Titans ✦ 」 - Eren Jaeger x Reader One-Shot

⤷MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

╰ For a visual reprensentation of Eren Jaeger visit: Here

╰ For the "Founding Titans" music line-up in the one-shot (full 3 hour concert edition, in order) visit: Here

Y/n has been a fan of a rock band called “Founding Titans” since their debut. And finally, after several years, she would see them live with her two best friends. The band consisted of the drummer Reiner, guitarist Mikasa, bassists Zeke, and of course the lead singer Eren Jaeger… y/ns crush since the beginning of their career.

Eren had gorgeous eyes. The left is a stunning Peridot gem, and the right is a beautiful Citrine color. His skin tone was a stunning cool-neutral shade, while his hair was a beautiful chestnut color that went to his shoulders. His looks were only complimented by his voice, which was so unique that words couldn’t do it justice. Eren was also tall, and his tattoos set the look off. He was perfect.

Y/n turned her attention from the poster on her wall of the band and to the mirror that was long enough to show her body in full. The outfit finally felt complete after two hours of trying to get ready. It had to be perfect for tonight. The fishnets paired with her high-waisted skirt that stopped mid-thigh, her long-sleeve see-through mesh top with the black bra underneath, the boots she paired with the outfit, the chain belt that draped around her waist, and the black thin cardigan with the fur trim… it was perfection. Her makeup look was a smokey black eye with some cat eyeliner that was sharp enough to cut a bitch and a deep red lipstick. With her crimped hair, Y/N was ready. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the entrance door. It was her friend while the other honked the horn. Y/N hurried downstairs and flung the door open as she grabbed her bag from the rack.

“Hey there you sexy bitch! Come on!”

Y/N smiled with a laugh and hurried behind her friend to the car that had “Founding Titans” blasting over the radio loud enough to waken the neighborhood.

“Ah, I’m so excited! I can’t wait!  Can’t believe you guys did this as an early birthday gift!” “Girl… you should know by now that we would do something like this for you. You’re always there for us and everyone else. You put others' feelings before your own. You deserve this.”

Y/N felt tears form in her eyes, but she had to fan them away as they laughed, “I can't ruin my makeup, you guys!” She playfully reached into the front seat and gave them a gentle whack on the arm as the three laughed.

The ride there was a blast as they sang loudly to their hearts' content and played trivia over the band and the members. Of course Y/N won… they wouldn’t expect anything less from her. 

The time came to enter and get to their seat, only to Y/Ns surprise, her best friends got front row seating for the concert, “No way! We’re going to be this close up to the stage?” Y/Ns eyes were huge as she looked back and forth between her friends. But the friends couldn’t answer as the lights went off and the stage was illuminated. It sent everyone into a frenzy.

The room filled with cheers as a simple line was spoken, “Are you fuckers ready?!” From the vocalist Eren Jaeger. Seeing them come out onto the stage was like seeing a magical mythical creature for the first time in your life after being told it wasn’t real. They opened up with a big hit of theirs, but as they played, Eren noticed someone in the crowd who stuck out like a sore thumb… Y/N. She was gorgeous, ethereal, and breathtaking, another being from a different realm. His heterochromic eyes were locked onto her almost all night.  

Y/N was in a trance as she danced and sang along to the music, but her breath was taken fully away when they finished the concert up with “I Wanna Be Your Slave” and “Beggin.” The eye contact was so strong, and the way Eren moved and danced on stage… they might as well have been in bed together at that moment. There was nothing but pure desire for one another. It was so strong that other concert goers were observing the two in shock and most in jealousy.

Eren had seen many faces and people, yet Y/N stuck out. It was her aura and her beauty that called to him. Out of everyone on tour that he had seen or interacted with, she was the one. He wanted to meet her. He had to meet her.

Right as the band finished up, Eren knelt down to security and whispered in the big buff man's ear, and pointed to Y/N. The two spoke for a bit amongst each other before Eren got back up, “Thank you all for coming tonight and supporting us. Without you, there would be no us. Have a safe trip home and we fucking love you!” The crowd went wild as the band cleared off the stage.

As Y/N and her friends were about to leave the stadium, security stopped them and asked for Y/N, “Please follow me. You’re wanted in the back per request of Eren Jaeger himself.”

The friend group gave each other a look of shock and disbelief as Y/N was drug to the back. Was this real? Was this security guy an imposter? Would someone with bad intentions be waiting for her? Y/Ns heart raced in her chest with anxiety. Maybe she should lay off the true crime..?

Upon arriving at the back, Eren looked up and gave a small smirk as he headed toward Y/N. The male was much more handsome in person, even with all the sweat on him from the concert and a towel wrapped around his neck to cool down as he chugged a bottle of water. The images did Eren no justice, and neither did the interview videos.

“I couldn’t help but notice you in the crowd tonight. You look… absolutely beautiful.” Eren spoke softly in his deep and heavy German accent. ”I just had to get your name tonight.”

Y/N smiled as Eren spoke to her, in disbelief that this was happening. “It’s Y/N… and thank you. You look much more handsome in person than in any photos or video interviews you find online.” Y/N kind of nervously laughed, which earned a small laugh from Eren along with a contagious smile that would outshine the sun itself.

“Would you like to go to my dressing area? We could talk there if you’d like. I don’t want to keep your friends waiting on you too long now-”

“No! I mean… that would be great, Eren. They’re fine.” Y/N smiled as she followed Eren to his area.

“You can go ahead and sit down if you’d like,” Eren spoke as he shut the door behind them and took the towel off of his neck and wiped his forehead down.

“Oh, thank you.” Y/N sat on the comfortable sofa that was green but not like Eren’s eye.

“Here.” Eren handed Y/N a cold bottle of water as he sat down beside her on the sofa. “You must be thirsty after partying in the crowd tonight. I thought talking in here would be easier, it’s still really noisy in the back.”

Y/N laughed, which made Eren smile, “Yeah, actually I was thirsty. This is highly appreciated. And it was really loud back there… I could barely hear you compliment me.” With a twist of the cap, the water was no longer sealed and the feeling of cold water ran down the inside of Y/Ns throat. Eren couldn’t help but watch and look at the woman's throat in awe. Her skin looked so soft and smooth… despite both of them being sweaty, she also smelled good. Like a sweet pastry item that made his stomach want to growl.

“Everything okay?” Y/N asked as she put the lid back on the bottled water but soon noticed Eren looking over her face. Y/Ns cheeks blushed pink as her eyes also scanned over Eren's face slowly. That tension was back. Neither of them spoke any words as they stared at each other, just taking in the beauty and imperfections that made them human and perfect in their own ways.

Their faces were only a few inches away from one another as they grew closer together. “Eren…” Y/N whispered as their eyes looked at each other's lips and eyes. Suddenly, Eren closed the gap between them and sealed their lips together.  Y/N was surprised at first but soon melted into the kiss and gave the kiss back. The quiet dressing room was filled with soft kissing sounds and hums as their kissing got more intense by the second.

Eren’s hand roamed the sides of Y/Ns curves, earning a soft gasp against his lips from her. Oh, how he loved the sound already. It was true music to his ear. He hadn’t remembered the last time he had been with someone until now. His body responded in shivers as Y/N softly dragged her black nails up his back underneath his body-hugging fishnet top. He looked like his wardrobe was from 'Queen of the Damned' itself.

A heat started to pull at his lower region as he felt himself grow tight in his pants. And Y/N had began to throb beneath the belt as they madeout biting each others lip and tugging on them, sucking each others tongue, tongue wrestling, exploring each others mouths… together they made the perfect taste.

“Eren…” Y/N spoke as she gently pulled back for air, gasping softly. Both of them softly panted as their foreheads laid against one another. But that was soon put to a halt when Eren started to kiss along her jawline and down her neck. His hands ran up her legs as he bit on her neck and sucked in place leaving marks behind. The way Y/Ns body responded to his touch and actions only made him rock hard and crave more as he hummed against her skin.

Gently and slowly, Eren parted Y/Ns legs and settled between them on his knees. His hands cupped her hips as he pawed at her skin, and his breath lingered along her skin that was somewhat hidden under fishnet tights.

Y/N watched with lust-filled eyes as her hands ran through the beautiful, long chestnut brown locks of hair.  She never thribbed more in her life and wanted something so bad… She wanted this more than she ever wanted her ex-boyfriend. But soon shock waved across her as she gasped loudly out of surprise. Eren had pushed her skirt up and ripped the thighs at the crotch without warning.

Eren looked at her clothed pussy before licking over the wet underwear as his piercing eyes looked up to her. How he delighted in his tongue skills and how Y/Ns body moved in response to his tongue. A wicked grin appeared on his face before biting at the clothed clit area earning yet another moan from Y/N.

Y/n reached down from Eren's hair and began to slide her underwear to the side and hold it for Eren, whose eyes lit up. It was the prettiest pussy he had ever seen. The way it glistened from its wetness caused by him alone… he couldn’t wait to drive her over the edge. Without hesitation, Eren's tongue ice-cream licked slowly from the bottom to the top before starting to lick and flick his tongue on the soft button that would drive Y/N mad. 

Y/Ns body jolted as her legs rested over his shoulders and her eyes stated on him as he lapped up every inch of her and sucked on every right spot… her eyes shut in ecstasy, “oh.. .fuck.”

Eren pawed at her inner thighs before easing a finger into her wet hole that was ready for him. Slowly, he began to pump in and out of her, his finger curled to hit the perfect gummy spot inside of her body before adding another finger. The way Y/N throbbed around his fingers was cute, and how the juices made a little noise as he began to speed up… it was heaven as he watched Y/N spasm in her spot with her back arching as she gripped the back of the sofa. All in the mean time, Eren sucked on her clit and flicked it nack and forth with his tongue before giving it a gentle bite and kiss here and there. 

“You’re being such a good girl, Y/N.” His voice was raspy as he sped his fingers up to a dangerous pace. With a lick of his lips, Y/Ns juices were no longer on his lips, and instead, he slowly rose up, keeping his fingers in motion, and cupped Y/Ns chin. “Look at me, baby,” he calmly demanded.

Y/N looked to the brunette male as she moaned and writhed around in pleasure before he praised her again, “R…ren.. Please…” “Please what?” He teased. “Pl… please… I want you.” Her face was as hot as fire itself and as red as a strawberry.

With a grin Eren slowly stopped his fingers and slid them out with the contracting muscles. A trail of juice connected to his fingers before it broke. With no hesitation, Eren put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them clean with a hum.

“You taste good, baby girl.”

Y/Ns face had never been redder in her life as she sat there, panting from her orgasm.

Eren backed up and undid his pants slowly as a show. He allowed himself to spring free of the restricting fabric against his hard-on… what relief it was to be free.

“Stand up,” Eren demanded, and Y/N complied slowly as she shook softly in her knees. “Perfect…” Eren guided Y/N to face the vanity mirror and spread her legs from him. His hand pumped himself for a second as he admired her reflection. “You’re so beautiful…” Eren spoke before reaching down to make sure her underwear was to the side so he could align himself up to her pussy to rub against her wet and swollen folds from her arousal.

“You’re so plump,” Eren hissed out before slowly sliding inside Y/Ns hole that twitched for his length. Oh, how she slowly gasped, feeling Eren enter her body as her back arched enough to be comfortable with him. He sat still for a minute to give the woman time to adjust to his size before slowly beginning to stroke her walls.

Eren began to pick up the pace, causing Y/N to hold onto the edge of the vanity as she gasped and tried to rotate her hips with his movements for more friction. Swiftly, Eren reached up and grabbed Y/Ns hair like a ponytail to make her look at themselves in the mirror, “Look at how gorgeous you are… nnn…”

Y/N felt embarrassed yet excited as she reached back behind herself to put a hand on Eren’s hip, which began to speed up in motion. She moaned out more as her body began to grow weaker, “d-deeper, Ren… deeper-” she moaned out. Eren listened to her command as he went deeper. The sound of skin against skin filled the dressing room as the vanity began to rock with their bodies.

Right before they could reach their high, Eren slid out and turned her around only to sit Y/N on the edge of the vanity. Instinctively, Y/N put her legs around Eren and her hands behind her back to prop herself up as Eren lined his head up with her wet and glistening hot entrance from the friction before. This time, he carefully rammed himself inside her, earning a loud moan from Y/N as she launched her body against his, wrapping her arms around him.

There was no starting slow… Eren started this time off deep and fast as the slaps of skin against skin got louder and more frequent, “Ah.. fucking hell…” Eren whimpered in pleasure. His eyes watched Y/N and the way her body bounced and jiggled from the impact; it only made him more hot and bothered. Y//N was perfect in every way imaginable.  The way her cute and swollen wet cunt took his dick so perfectly was enough to make anyone pussy drunk. The way the walls fluttered around his cock was heaven.. .and the way she sang his name and moaned as her nails dug into his back rippoing his mesh shirt in the process… it was heaven.

Y/Ns toes curled as her head leaned back, her nails into Eren's skin, dragging up his back and leaving behind marks and some surface cuts that lightly bled with a small sting that Eren liked. “Eren!” She gave a final moan before reaching her high again and gasping as her body wiggled about in his hold. 

Eren only fastened up as he held onto her ass thightly as he burried up inside her for dear life as he chased his own high and fucked her through her high. And when he reached his… bliss was washed over him as he slowed down his pumping to ride them both down from the peak of their high. 

Y/N leaned against the mirror as her legs slid from around Eren’s waist as she panted and softly moaned from the aftermath, her head spinning. Both of them smiled at each other before blissfully laughing as Eren slowly slid out of her body, her cunt oozing with come. 

“That was fantastic,” they both said before laughing again.

“Here…” Eren backed up to get a bottle of room-temperature water that he had left out before the show (he was a fan of cold water to drink) and a clean rag. He had to clean her up, he couldn’t leave her a mess after he just abused her cunt. Y/N watched in awe as Eren took care of her afterward.

“Do you need a morning-after pill?” Eren asked as he looked up to her from her legs as he stood up.

“No, I have birth control-”

“I’ll give you the money for the morning-after pill to be safe. Unless you want to keep the risk of possible pregnancy.” Without hesitation, Eren reached for his wallet and pulled out some money for the morning-after pill. “Here, please take it. It takes two of us to do this. Or at least get a nice massage later. And some new tights.”

Y/N was in shock as she slowly took the money before he began to tidy up her clothes only to then kiss her forehead softly before getting himself dressed. “You’re serious?”

Eren looked back to the woman, confused, as he straightened his own clothes up. “Yeah, why? It’s just being responsible and taking accountability for what we did. I’m not letting you pay for it."

Y/Ns ex boyfriend had never paid for such an item or never cared for aftercare either. This was what being treated right was like? Even if just a one-time thing? This was beautiful and heart-warming and she would never forget the moment.

“Most guys wouldn’t do that. That’s why I asked if you were serious.”

“Well… I’m not most guys. You're not some body to toss to the side.” Eren spoke with a blink before slowly smiling. “Your makeup is messy…” Carefully, he got a tissue and began to clean the makeup up as Y/N still sat on the vanity. She couldn’t help but smile as her mind was still fogged over.

“Thank you, Eren-”

“Please, call me Ren… that was cute earlier.”  "Okay, Ren," Y/N smiled as she spoke again before their lips met again softly.

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20. i missed you

the streets are more peaceful around this time at night, the city lights painting the roads in the soft hue of orange. you lead wonbin to familiar spots around the area, places you commonly stay at during your free time. everything felt like muscle memory, except now, the weight of unresolved feelings lingers between the two of you.

you pass by a small playground and use this spot to rest. you take a seat on one of the vacant swings and wonbin follows as he takes the empty one next to you.

“what’s the next location you want me to tour you around in?” you ask, starting to swing back and forth on the swing.

“y/n,” wonbin replies and turns to face you, a serious tone escapes his lips.

“yeah?” you respond with your heart feeling like it’s about to explode, looking in his direction to face him.

he hesitates, eyes flickering to the ground immediately. “i know i’ve already apologized, but there’s more to it.”

you tilt your head slightly, holding your breath. “what do you mean?”

he hesitates again, exhaling as if he was gathering the courage he needed to continue. “if i’m going to be honest y/n, i didn’t come back here just with the intention of inviting you to my concert,” he said.

“i missed you—and not just as a friend. i missed everything about you, your voice, your smile, just—everything,” he confessed.

“and maybe i was scared because..” his voice drops a little, but his eyes still seem locked to yours. “i realized i liked you more than i thought i did.”

you were stunned, your mind went blank and didn’t know how to respond nor form the words you needed in order to.

“wonbin..” you start, unsure of what to say.

“look, you don’t have to say anything right now,” he adds quickly. “i just… wanted to let you know how i felt, it might be too late but—“

“it’s not.” you interrupt softly, stopping him from getting the wrong idea from your reaction.

“i’m just… surprised,” you continue, your voice barely above a whisper. “because i didn’t think you’d feel the same way.”

wonbin blinks in disbelief, his lips parting as if he wants to say something, but words don’t come. he looks at you with such intensity that it makes your heart beat faster than ever before.

the silence is thick, filled with the weight of your unspoken emotions. then, without a warning, you feel yourself moving, your body acting as if it feels like it’s doing the right thing at the moment. you stand up from the swing, taking a step closer to him.

“wonbin,” you say, his name flowing out of your lips so softly.

he stands too, as if he was being pulled by an invisible magnetic force, and the space between you feels incredibly small now.

“i like you too,” you finally admit. “i’ve been waiting to say this ever since.”

his eyes search yours, a mixture of disbelief and relief visibly show up on his face.

“can i kiss you?” he asks shyly.

you nod, barely giving him time to finish realizing what he had just asked you for.

his hands cup your face ever so gently, and then his lips are on yours. the kiss is soft, almost feeling like a pillow, yet filled with all the emotions you’ve both been keeping for so long. the kiss is passionate, you feel his heart beating rapidly as he grabs you by the waist, pulling you even closer.

everything around seems to fade away. the creak of the swing and the distant hum of the city fade into nothing. right now, it’s just you and wonbin standing in the middle of a playground, finally letting yourselves say what you’ve been too scared to say this whole time. nothing else mattered at this moment.

when you finally pull away, your foreheads rest on eachother, trying to catch your breaths. he rests his head in the crook of your neck as he pulls you into a tight hug, with happy tears forming in his eyes.

“i’ve waited so long to do that,” wonbin murmus with a small, almost shy smile tugging at his lips.

you laugh slowly, your heart swelling as you hug him tighter, “me too.”

you take his hand and squeeze it just a little. his eyes light up before a grin tugs at the corner of his lips. “so, does this mean you’re still touring me around the city?”

you laugh, feeling the heavy tension melt away as you wipe away the tears in his eyes with your sweater. “only if you promise to keep being this cute along the way.”

“deal,” he responds with a laugh that makes your heart feel warmer in this cold evening.

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Gorgeous (next part) Description: Y/n is a famous fashion designer that has been invited to the LV show and meets Jude Jude x Reader

“Y/n look over here.”

 “Y/n who- “

“Y/n you look stunning.”

I zip my head back and forth, trying to keep up with the flashes. I am attending my first fashion show back after a long break from Fashion. I couldn’t be more nervous.

 “Y/n walk this way” my assistant directs me to a spot on the carpet where I will be getting interviewed.

“So, Y/n, how does it feel to be only freshly 20 years old and such a huge part of the fashion industry.” The reporter asks me. I don’t bother to learn any reporters’ names. All they do is spread lies and feed off what I say.

“It is such an amazing opportunity. If you would have told me I would have this much on an impact 2 years ago, I would have thought you were crazy.” I fake laugh. Every interview they ask the same questions and I give the same answers.

“Well with your 10-month break, do you ave anything planed that is happening soon?” the reporter asks, trying to get info out of me.

“Nope. I have been trying to focus on myself and well-being” I say sincerely. This break has been heaven for me. I have finally got a full night sleep for the first time in 2 years. Being in the industry too young can really drain a person.

“Well, any new boo to talk about. I have heard you and Mason Mount have been getting close.” The reporter pushes as she tries to get her next biggest headline out of me.

“No.” I laugh. “No new ‘boo’ to talk about. I am strictly single and have been for a long time. Mason and I are strictly friends and have been for the past year.” I say as I try to leave.

“It was so nice talking to you” I say as I turn around and leave. I don’t care if that was rude.

My assistant leads to me where I would be sitting. I sit down in my seat; she hands me my phone so I can kill time. I’m not a big social person, I have maybe a couple of friends and my family. That’s all I need in life.

In the corner I see two people walking up to me. When I think they are about to start talking to me they sit down and get situated in their seats. I Look to my left and see this gorgeous man sitting next to me.

He is wearing a LV matching outfit with no shirt underneath and a strange looking bandana with it. It doesn’t match that well, but I don’t have the heart to tell him.

He must have felt me staring at him, so he turned to look in my direction.

“Hello, I’m Jude and this is my brother Jobe.” He says while pointing to his brother and waving. Who I assume to be Jobe waves his hand.

“Nice to meet you” he says.

“Likewise,” I say while returning to my phone. I just blew my opportunity at meeting new people. Great. They problem think I’m super rude.

As I am looking at my phone, I feel someone tap my head. I look up and see one of my friends, Lewis.

Lewis and I became friends during the Monaco grand prix last year’s right before I took a break.

“Lewis” I get up to hug him. He hugs back.

“Y/n, I missed you girl” he says “How have you been” he rubs my shoulders.

“Good- Just trying to survive” I tell him while laughing.

He looks to my left and his eyes light up.

“Oh my days, It’s Jude Bellingham” he says while going for a bro hug.

 “Lewis Hamilton, so nice to meet you finally.” Jude says while receiving the hug.

“You know him” I say to Lewis. Not trying to be rude.

“Duh, he’s England’s golden boy of course I know him” Lewis says to me as I just look in shock. I totally thought he was just some random person.

“Sorry for being rude earlier, I’m not good in social situations” I say sincerely.

“It’s alright love, I understand” Jude says, making me swoon. No one has ever called me Love Like that. I don’t know how to feel.

We chat together for a while before Lewis must leave to get back to his seat. The show starts and I am admiring and taking notes in my head.

The show ends and we all give a standing ovation.

“I forgot to tell you “Jude leans down to my ear.

“You look gorgeous love” Jude says while smiling at me.

“And you look very handsome” I say while looking up at him. Even in heels he still towers over me.

“Could I get your number” he asks while pulling out his phone to hand it to me.

I put my number in and gave it back to him.

“I’ll text you when I get back to my hotel” he says while going for a kiss on my cheek.

I lean into the kiss and give him a hug. Not caring about the mass amount of cameras that are capturing this moment.

“I’ll be waiting.”

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As soon as i saw this picture i ran to my computer. Oh my lord . Something just happened to me and my body. 😍😍 Their might be lots of mistakes because i wrote this maybe like in 20 minutes which is so fast for me 💀💀 I hoped y’all enjoyed this though 🤭

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Hey! Hope you're okay! I wonder if you could do an addison montgomery x reader where she finds out you self harm? And maybe even a Rafa Barba/Alex Cabot one? Don't worry if it's too triggering. Keep being amazing ❤️

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of self harm. The plot is presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

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The sun was slowly dipping towards the horizon as Addison made her way to your house. She had not seen her best friend in a week, and that made her spontaneously stop by to check on you, her concern growing with each passing day without contact. The redhead knew you had been under a lot of stress lately, often withdrawn and thoughtful and she just wanted to make sure you were okay.

When she reached your well-kept house, she rang the doorbell and waited patiently. But even after the second ring and subsequent knock, she did not hear any footsteps or a key being inserted into the lock to open the door. It was quiet. Too quiet for her liking.

A little uneasy, she stumbled down the terrace and shuffled around the house, hoping that she would find you there. When the certified gynecologist entered your garden and walked towards the terrace, she could already see you from afar. You sat on one of the lawn chairs, staring at the ground.

Your hair, which had once been so soft and shiny, seemed dull and unkempt. They lay disheveled on your head like a bird's nest. She could clearly see that you did not look well - your eyes were puffy, with deep circles under your eyes while your skin had taken on a pale tone. You seemed absent, not even noticing her, your vision was clouded and your eyes had a shadow that the redhead had never seen in you before.

“Y/n?” Addison called out quietly so as not to scare you. Still, you jumped and turned your head to look at her, nervously tugging at the sleeves of your sweater. Your eyes seemed empty but you still tried to force a smile at her. "Addy. What are you doing here?"

Addison Montgomery walked closer to you, sat down on one of the comfortable lawn chairs and placed her bag in her lap. "I am worried about you, sweetie. You do not look well. How are you?" she asked carefully, reaching out her hand. She carefully took your cold fingers and intertwined them with hers, the redheads thumbs twirling tender circles over the pale skin.

The gynecologist felt her heart beat faster as she looked at you and was met with total physical coldness. You sighed deeply and looked past her into the distance to avoid her gaze. She noticed that you were acting strangely, you were usually like an open book to her, but now you seemed to be hiding something. "I am fine."

With a short tug, you pulled your hand away from her and for a brief moment your sleeve, which you had previously placed above your upper knuckles, slipped up. Fine red lines decorated your wrist and Addison swallowed hard. Her heart sank when she realized what was going on and how bad you were feeling. Some of them were still quite fresh while others had already turned a purple color and were trying to close up in order to heal.

With shaking hands, she grasped your hand again, pulled it towards her and stared at it for a moment before gently pulling the material up and seeing the full extent of your feelings. She stared at you, stunned. She could not believe what she was seeing. "Oh darling.. You could have spoken to me. I am here to listen to you and help you when you need me."

You finally let the tears you had held back for weeks flow and let out all the emotions you had suppressed for so long. "Your job is so stressful and your relationship with Derek is at a dead end. I did not want to be an unnecessary burden on you." you whispered and Addison immediately jumped up from her seat and hugged you tightly as she rocked you back and forth.

"I am here for you. We will get through this together," she whispered soothingly and you sniffled loudly, trying to calm yourself down. She sensed the eerie tension in the air, but still encouraged you to continue. You hesitated for a moment before you continued speaking with a hiccup between each word, all your worries and fears flowing out of your system. "I feel like I have lost myself."

Addy smiled softly and stroked your hair lightly, listening to you carefully and reassuring you that she would stand by you. She struggled for the right words when she saw how fragile and vulnerable you seemed and was afraid of saying the wrong thing. "You are not lost. You just went astray and we will find the right path again. We will find a way to deal with this."

You nodded, your tears not stopping falling. You sat in silence on the terrace for a while, holding each other in your arms and feeling your friendship grow even stronger. The evening sun bathed the place in warm light and painted a sad picture on the white wall of the house. "Thank you, Addy."

Addison knew it would be a long journey to bring you out of your darkness, but she was determined to be there for you and support you through this difficult time. She had discovered that her best friend had been in a moment of despair, and she knew that together you could overcome any challenge because your friendship was strong enough to overcome anything while finding your way back to the light together.

This was just the beginning of a long and painful process, but together you were able to overcome it. Albeit with a lot of time.