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ayeyolooo · 1 year ago

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SPENDING TIME <3

Yolo note:this is my first time writing something on here and I don’t know how to work it😭 as well. So please bare with me. :)

Warnings?: cussing, the ‘n’ word dumm playfighting? It’s cute stuff Lmaooo

Please excuse my grammatical errors <3

Summary: you and hobie are at home due to miguel giving you both a day off. You’re just spending time with eachother and enjoying every minute if it.

“Baeeee get your iPad and come lay next to me.” You called from your room. Today miguel allowed you and hobie a day off from task and you were so happy. It has been a while since you and hobie had time to spend with eachother. “ ‘m coming luv g’me a sec.” He said walking to your shared bedroom with two big bowls of fruit.

“Sit here baby.” You said patting the spot right next to you. “ ‘on it,darlin’ .” he popped a grape into his mouth as he grabbed his big pink iPad. Yes,he brought a pink one just to match yours. He huffed as he laid on his belly next to you. “What are we doing n/n?” He asked as his accent grew stronger. “Playing roblox.” You said smiling widely. “Darlin’ what is a roblox?” Hobie asked jerking his head back a little.

You just chuckled before rubbing his back. “I’m going to show you now.” You said with a giddy smile. “Here, open this app.” You said pointing to the roblox app. Your acrylic nails clicked and clacked with every two you took of your iPad. “ ‘k what do I do now?” He asked with a confused tone.

“Click sign in and just fill out the information.” You said dressing your character up. “ ‘m done luv,what do I do now? Wait why is my character that hideous grey?” He asked feeling offended. You just laughed. “You have to dress your character up,here I’ll get you some robux.”You said sitting up and grabbing your purse to look for your card. Hobie just raised an eyebrow at you. “What are you doing’ ?” He asked. “I’m getting my card?” You said digging through your purse. He snatched your purse from you and tossed it in a nearby chair. “No luv I don’t want you to buy me anything.” He said purchasing his own robux.

“Okay.” You said chuckling. As hobie laid down on his stomach you sat up and dug into the fruit bowl. You slowly turned towards his butt and smirked. Hobie felt like you were about to do something weird. You were quiet,s little too quiet. “Absolutely not y/n.” He said not even looking up. “Oh come on you dont even know what I was about to do.” You mugged him. “Y/n I know you like the back of my hand, you aren’t slick.” Hobie said looking through the item shop. “But your butt looks so fattt.” You whined. “Stop being weird luv.” He said not phased by this. (He has to deal with this every day.)

“But it’s okay for you to grip and grab mines?” You mugged him. “Sure is.” He said looking at his character with a proud smirk. You just grabbed a chunk of his butt before laying back on your stomach. Hobie just sighed. “Y/n,y/n what am I goin’ to do with you?” He asked turning to look at you. “Love me, feed me,never leave meee.” You said with a big smile.

He just laughed and ate a piece of mango that sat in the giant wooden bowl. “Okay so friend me, then we can play.” You said placing your iPad down and clasping your hands together as you looked at him. He had a puzzled look on his face, “luv, ‘m sorry. But I don’y know how to do that.” He said looking at you. “Ohh I forgot sorry pookie.” You said pecking his lips and grabbing his iPad. When you pecked his lips you felt the cold metal from his piercing touch your warm plumped lips. “There you go.” You said with a warm smile. “Your my friend now.” Hobie just smiled at your kid like attitude. “Wanna play a scary game?” Hobie shook his head yes,and smirked. “Wait Nevermind. I don’t like scary games. Wanna play fashion famous?” He tilted his head as he looked over at your iPad and shrugged. “Of course my pretty girl.” He said smiling and laying his head on your shoulder for s brief second.

“AHAHAHAHAHA I BEAT YOUUU.” You giggled in gobies face as he just straight faced you. “Watch ‘m goin’ t’win this round watch.” He said determined. Spoiler he won, 5 times. You only won 3 times, “hahaha who’s the winner now.” He asked in a playful competitive tone. You just rolled your eyes and mugged him. “Alright you riding my shi now.” His eyes furrowed. “Riding your what luv?” He asked placing his iPad down and looking at you. “MY DICK.” You went closer to his face. “Luv, don’t get me started with how you can’t go all of the way down on mine.” He said with a smile.

“Oh you thought you ate that huh?” You mugged him. “Don’t know what that supposed’ to mean but I think I did” he said sticking his pierced tongue out at you. You scoffed. “How dare youuuu!!” You jumped on his back and began to fake punch him. “Mhm gotcho ass Nigga.” You said pulling his hair too. He flipped the both of you around and had an amused smile on his face.

His iPad fell on the floor with a clack,but you two didn’t worry about it because one it had a good case on it and two,it wasn’t a long fall. So even if it did have a case it wouldn’t have broke.

His guitar pick that hung around his neck dangled in your face as he grabbed a pillow and began to attack you with it. “Got ya’ love.” He said play fighting with you. You tugged on his hair which made him come down as you began to fake fight him. “Mmhm I’m beating yo ass.” You said kicking him off you and keeping a hold on his hair as you continued to play with him. He grabbed your waist and picked you up and slamming you on the bed. “HAHAHAHA.” You kicked your feet because hobie started to tickle your neck. “OKAY WAIT PAUSE.” You said trying to get a breath. “Na’ pause for wha’?” Hobie grabbed your foot and dragged you to the end of the bed.

He began to tickle your feet as you were dying of laughter. You were laughing so hard to the point where tears were coming outta your eyes. “Bae pleaseeuhhhhh.” You begged as you kicked. “Mm.” He said letting you go. You took a breath before jumping back on him. He caught you, having his hands hold the back of your thighs for support. “Bro you’re so fine.” You said wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you and just looked at you. “I could say the same thing to you babe” he smiled up at you as you leaned in to kiss him.

He dodged it and dropped you on your bed before running out of your room. Your jaw dropped as you ran behind him. He had on socks which made it harder for him to run on the dark wooden floor. You ran to the living room and looked around seeing no one there. The back of your hairs stood up and you caught chills on your arms,you turned around seeing hobie trying to jump scare you. “Caught yo ass.” You said dashing after him.

He ran ran to your shared bedroom and his under the covers. “Bae you not slick.” You said trying to pull the blanket off of him,but he kept a grip on it. You kept pulling and pullikg until he let the blanket go which made you fly backwards. You sniffed,and pouted rubbing your arm. “Ow..” you mumbled rubbing your elbow,and knee. You looked up to hobie with tears in your eyes and he immediately picked you up and held you. “ ‘m so sorry.” He frowned and wrapped you in an warm embrace. You smirked ti yourself seeing that your plan was working. “AHA GOTCHO ASSS.” You said turning around and leaning over him and hitting him with a pillow.

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“Ohh you’re no fair.. I like it.” He smiled. The both of you were tired from running around and playing around with eachother. Hobie took the empty bowls back to the kitchen, cleaned them and placed them where they belonged. You were laid down in your bed with your back against your headboard looking for a movie. Eventually you found one making you place the remote in its place and turning your bedside light off.

Hobue made his way back to the room and immediately went in between your legs having him lay on your chest. You wrapped him in a protective hug and rocked him back and fourth. “My baby.” You mumbled pecking his forhead multiple times. He just wrapped his arms around your waist as he closed his eyes listening to your soft and gentle heartbeat. He loved the way you held him, he obviously would admit it but you knew,and you ain’t have a problem with holding your man.

ꕥ

“My baby,my baby,you’re my babyyyy.” You repeated that TikTok sound and just rocked him back and fourth. “You smell lovely.” He mumbled in your chest. Your cheeks went hot. “Thank you baby, so do you.” You said playing with his cartilage earring. “ ‘m sleepy.” He mumbled as he used one of his hands to interlock your fingers together. “ you’re always sleepy hobie.” You frowned. “Because when I’m with you I feel at home and safe.” He said getting comfortable before kissing your lips and drifting off to sleep.

#hobie x y/n #hobie x black!reader #black reader #hobie x you #hobie brown

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slutty-transformation-stories · 1 year ago

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Corrupt Girlfriend part 5

Day 4

You wake up in bed after a long night and see your girlfriend isn't next to you you go to the bathroom and find her in there.

You see your girlfriend texting someone.

You're intrigue and jealousy continues to grow as you think of how quickily your relationship has changed.

"Hey baby"

Your girlfriend answers you nervously but still fixated on her phone

leans over the sink.

"Oh hey Honey, Im just texting my friend, we have plans to go out shopping later.."

"Oh really who you going with?"

You get closer to her

"Oh you wouldnt know them.. Enjoying the view?"

She changes the subject

"Oh yes ma'am"

You get closer

"Oh what am I going to do with you?"

Ashley Pushes Her ass against your face

Your girlfriend starts to grind agaist your face

"I think you owe me for all these perverted fantasies I let you experience."

You try to speak with your mouth full of her ass and pussy

"MmHnhm"

She picks up pace

"mhmmm, so I saw cuckold in your search history.."

"I looked it up and now I know how perverted my little man is. mmm"

"Is that really how you look at your girlfriend?"

"NnnMmHnhmm"

Your girlfriend is grinding on your face frantically

"ohh, you fuckking bitch. MMMmm"

She Lifts off you and starts to squirt on your face

you both take a minute to catch your breath

"oh that was good, I love you."

"I love you too.."

Once again, you get ready for work and leave thinking of everything that has happened the past few days.

Later that day You receive a video from Ashley of her shaking her bare ass in a gym.

Hey babe, I miss you!"l

Oh wow! I love the video

Thanks babe he loved taking it, too :)

He?

Just my friend, babe, dont worry!

Im not

I'm going to finish my work out ill talk to you later!

Okay, have fun

2 hours pass and you are on your break so you try to face time Ashley.

"It's unlike her not to respond for this long"

You send her another text

Hey baby, are you okay

Yea, sorry baby, im still busy..

I'll tell you later

You decide to give her a call to make sure she's okay

Ring.

the phone picks up to loud gutteral moaning and fast breathing

"Oh fuck oh fuck"

"Your boyfriends calling should i pick up"

you can't see anything yet

"No, please, I dont want him to know right now. hmhmmmmMM"

The wet pounding continues

he chuckles

"so whos cock do you like more?"

"Ugh yours its so much thicker, I love it when we get to hang out"

"what a slut fucking another man behind her husbands back"

"I know Im a whore i cant help it UHhgmm"

she starts to shake and cum with him

"IM CUMING IM CUMING AGAIN!"

you see her laying on the bed shaking

"I'll see you again soon"

"Mhm yes sir"

I think it's time i installed some cameras

you come home to find your gf in the bedroom

she acts as if nothing happened

"Hey honey welcome home!"

"Did you have fun with your friend?"

"Mhm, almost too much im exausted!"

"So what did you do after the gym"

"Oh, well, we watched some boring movie on the tv, then he had to go.."

"Hey, can you do me a favour and move your panties to the side?"

she looks nervous

"Oh Honey, Im not up for sex right now.."

"I dont want sex. Just move them."

she slowly moves her panties to the side

she looks at you with regret

"Im sorry, baby.. I dont know what's wrong with me."

You feel an erection start to grow

"What did you do?"

"We came back home to watch a movie, but as we sat there, i saw his hard dick bulging through his pants, and i had to touch it."

you use your imagination

You get more excited, and you pull out your dick.

Your girlfriend looks down and gives you that devilish smirk

"then what happened?"

She starts to rub herself with you.

"We started making out, Grinding on each other, till i begged him to fuck me.Mmm"

Your already getting close, you always cum quick to her story's.

"Keep Talking. ughh"

"Then he took me with his huge cock, and pounded me like i wanted him to all day. I came so many times it was amazing."

"he finally filled me up and made me cum i had him reply back to you so you were not worried"

You replay the text in your head

"your a dirty whore sneaking around me you know that?"

she moans

"I know.."

"Was he that much better than me?"

she looks up at you and nods lustfully

You shoot a huge load all over her.

"oh fuck babe that was alot.. I would love to make new storys to tell you."

"mhm"

You think about everything that happened.

you feel anxious and excited.

You decide to set up cameras to keep track of Ashely.

Shes getting more daring everyday and you want to make sure you get to see it all.

You finally lay down in bed and go to sleep.

#corruption #dumb thicc #phat ass white girl #dumbification #bimboification #brainwashed #mind conditioning #cheating sex #bimbo doll #cheating woman

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spidermanifested · 3 months ago

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revisiting the greeds moving castle au post-hmc rewatch here are some new thoughts hmmmmmmm

in my Envisioning. "homunculi" in this world are created when an alchemist (wizard) makes a deal with a demon, gaining the ability to use human souls (hearts) as a power source in exchange for. well. feeding human souls to a demon

for this purpose, souls are gathered from enemy countries via Forever Wars and crystalized into stones which an alchemist can ingest. the military is dedicated to finding the most promising alchemists and grooming them to become homunculi

greed was trained in alchemy by his father from a young age, along with his siblings. their family has immense sway over the royal courts, to the extent that one of his brothers (bradley) wound up marrying into the ruling family. when he came of age his education was handed off to the royal alchemist dante and their relationship did not remain professional very long. he became a homunculus at her encouragement, and then found out he didnt really like the whole "we have to maintain our dominance as alchemists via a lot of murder all the time" thing, and rapidly Howls Moving'd out of that castle

the demon he made a pact with is obviously the dwarf in the flask who im debating making like. okay so what if his father had previously Also made a pact with the same demon.... and then he transferred it to greed.... like ohh he gave up his power and even his life because he ~Saw So Much Potential In His Son~. Except one of the factors leading to greed hitting the bricks is discovering that, no actually, the demon was fully in charge of (the husk of) his father for years, and he just swapped to greed because he wanted a younger swaggier puppet. thatd kind of make a guy rethink his circumstances right

Anyway its pretty similar to calcifer if he leaves his flask he dies, and greed will also die if anything happens to him. greed keeps him very strictly restrained but doesnt tell anybody why he hates this little bongwater bitch so much because hed have to explain hes kind of his dad and itd be awkward

so. we have dante in the role of both suleiman And the witch of the wastes vis a vis being greeds ex, but i think the other part of the witch of the wastes (the "gets more sympathetic as the movie progresses" part) i want to hand to lust, because pulling from her 03 arc she would work very well as someone greed knows whos initially working for the court but gets abandoned and made an example of and then switches sides. also her getting all her power sapped and reverted to her real age would mean Old Lady Lust which would rule

markl is ling (duh) but because i dont think ling would give a shit about a random old guy stumbling into his house, the parts of his character that are initially suspicious of sophie i am going to instead bestow upon. dolcetto, greeds Rescue Dog. aka he was cursed by a witch into the form of a dog and greed was like oh sick a talking dog and dolcetto was too pickupable to escape his fate

martel is also there. talking snake martel. her and dolcetto are there to provide sarcastic banter while bido loses his mind

i initially didnt know how to fit roa in but then i realized i needed a turniphead standin. roa cursed into the form of a cow but he CANT talk and everyone thinks hes just a weird ass magic cow who keeps showing up to help but then the power of friendship turns him human at the end and dolcetto and martel are like okay now how come we cant do that.

i realize ive barely said anything about bido in this post about my au where bido is the main character. but to be fair. i feel like just saying "sophie is bido" gets the entire gist across. humble townsperson with big beautiful brown eyes is transformed against their will into something that makes it impossible to live their life as normal, theyre short with a big nose and wear a long skirt and like to fuck with people now that theyve got nothing to lose, they start working for a weird sexy guy who hates the government wears tight pants and has a shiny black monster form. Is not that complicated

i am now rotating the mental image of lust chuffing back a fat dart on the sofa while immediately outside the window dublith is on fire

#manifesting spiders #fullmetal alchemist (fullmetal alchemist)

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mmunson86 · 7 months ago

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The tension bubbled and boiled so hot you could barely handle the extra heat emitting from your body.

Eek the tension is tensioning!💗

y’all this man is so damn charming, like if this was anyone else i would have told them to fuck off but its Eddie like i mentioned before soo yeah of course i am going to explore the west with him even under these weather conditions🙂‍↔️

A single glimpse of your legs uncrossing and recrossing would start the process all over again.

Edward Munson are we really having this much of an effect on you ? i am so giddy right now its not even funny😩

he has to swallow more than once to utter a response, “s-sounds good to me.”

Ohh we have him nervous as heck! But dont you worry Eddie everything you are feeling we are too😘

The same sweatpants he always wore to bed were slung low on his hips, showing off the gray elastic of his boxer briefs.

Eddie you are going to end us if you let those sweatpants go any lower, he has to know its making our knees weak right?😫

“No judgment here,” he says softly, laying a hand on his chest, “I promise.”

Gosh i love him soo much you can tell that he genuinely cares about what we have to say, he wants to get to know us & i am all for it! break down our walls Eddie🥹💗

“I’ll lead,” he says, keeping his hands above your hips, touching the bottom of your ribs with his large fingers, “this okay?”

I am not crying! I promise i am not crying! I lied i am! Eddiieeeeee holy shooot seriously i am head over heels for him😩

His voice is like liquid smoke, curling around you and wrapping you into the warmest embrace, one that you’d gladly die in.

the imagery i am getting from this is going to make my heart combust! This is so freaking good ! 💗

Eddie’s voice curls into a whisper against your ear, his barely dry hair tickling your shoulder, “I’m happy you’re here with me, and I’m sorry you were treated that way.”

& we are happy we accepted this opportunity with you Eddie! the way you are with us literally makes our heart skip a beat🥹

A singular mattress. For you and for Eddie.

Heheh oh noo one bed & two of us , we will have to share, & there is no way we are taking no for an answer Eddie😅

Here in his arms you felt content for the first time in a long while.

Eddie gives us this sense of comfort, falling for him & allowing him in was easy because this man just has this aura that i cant even pin point he just feels safe, he feels right , he makes things better😭💗

Eddie’s heart beat is thumping loud but sure. “You’re beautiful… do you know that?”

Eddie dont to this to us, just kiss us you fool! You dont need to look for love anymore! the moment we met your search for it ended we are yours babe🥰

“nothing left… but now that I met you, I finally know just where I’m headin’.”

SCREAMING , i am hyperventilating ! He feels it too! Oh goodness YES!😫💗

He was gentle with you, waiting for your nods of approval as he slipped your panties off.

Heaven was in his arms, in his smile, in the way his fingers laced with yours and pressed down into the mattress as his kisses deepened.

OMG OMG OMG this is so fuuuckig good pardon my french but y’all need to get on this mini series! This is all the SMUT I’ll share because y’all need to read it in order to get the full experience!

“I knew when it played again that you were meant for me baby, that I’d found what I’d been looking for.”

I am over here sobbing, happy tears of course but ahhhhh i freaking love you Eddie Munson!

Ziggy my love you never fail to deliver! I am in love with this version of Eddie that you have beautifully crafted💗

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞’𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 : part 2

꧁ eddie x female reader :: read part 1 here

a multi chapter mini series— based on thoroughfare by ethel cain

listen here (apple music) + here (spotify)

summary: jumping into his truck at seventeen, eddie takes a journey in hopes to find love. years pass with no such luck, along the way he stumbles across you, a timid drifter who reluctantly agrees to join him, heading west. you’ve never trusted men, but something in those kind, deep colored coffee eyes stirs up a feeling you’ve never felt before. strangers to lovers trope, one bed trope.

5.6k triggers: 18+ only, smut, piv no condom, oral m&f receiving, loneliness, hard times heartache, finding yourself, humor about rocky mountain oysters 🐂 🦪 etc.

Indigo thunderheads belt a rhythm of applause across the Schell Creek Range. Strikes of lightning shred the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors, sharp acidic white and lavender swim in the night sky. The temperature had dropped enough to create the perfect recipe for a late summer storm, and Eddie’s truck was in the center of it.

The windows had been fogged up for a while now, the heat from your skin causing the condensation to build across the windshield. Frustration laid sourly beneath your surface, aching for his touch, high on his movements and the way he kept licking his bottom lip.

The tension bubbled and boiled so hot you could barely handle the extra heat emitting from your body.

Eddie had readjusted himself more times than he probably had in any part of junior high. A single glimpse of your legs uncrossing and recrossing would start the process all over again.

You tried to busy yourself with counting the yellow dashes on the road, naming the fifty states in alphabetical order, but nothing- nothing, was stopping that steady roar of want.

Rain had pelted the windshield in steady drops, but the last ten minutes had increased into a torrential downpour, just enough for the windshield wipers to have a hard time keeping up. There was simply no outrunning this storm.

“Shit,” Eddie hums, squinting at the disappearing road, “we’re gonna have to pull over, gettin’ hard to see.”

The small talk between you and Eddie had been just that today. Miniscule conversations that were cut short with one word answers, and longing glances so thick you had to physically peel your eyes from the way his throat danced when he took a sip from his water.

“There’s a town coming up,” you say, heart thumping your delicate finger moving along the lines of the map.

Eddie looks at you, his throat going bone dry at the way the shadows played on your skin, and he has to swallow more than once to utter a response, “s-sounds good to me.”

Another night on the road. Another shady motel that smelled of stale cigarettes and regretted decisions. The weeks behind you were spent exactly like tonight. A day filled with burning rubber on the asphalt and exploring the smallest of towns on the map you had insisted on buying.

Sometimes, you’d both tuck in early for the night, checking into the nearest motel with a vacancy and the promise of a hot shower. Other nights you ate a questionable cheeseburger and fries at some shithole of a bar listening to live music, nursing a beer or two.

No matter what the day held, Eddie’s gentlemanly ways never faltered. He always let you shower first. Offering you first dibs on the paper wrapped soaps and the mini bottles of shampoo, and you made sure to leave enough conditioner for him.

He was traditional in that way, any diner you went to he sat facing the entrance, eyes sweeping for exits. In the motels, he slept in the bed closest to the door, there was no use arguing with him over these small little acts of preservation. Your groans of protests were met with the same kind of answer each time. Take note sweetheart, I might just be the last chivalrous guy around.

What Eddie didn’t realize is that he probably was.

“… should have realized she was up to no good when she kept feeding me drinks all night and eyeing my ring.”

You nearly choke on a slice of pizza you’d ordered while waiting for Eddie to get out of the shower. The bathroom door swings open and he emerges from the steamed room, wet hair beading against his bare shoulders.

The greased stained corners of a pizza box sat on your bed. Feet crossed beneath your legs, hair wrapped in a towel, you held up a finger and spoke with a mouthful, “Wait, wait wait. When was this?”

The same sweatpants he always wore to bed were slung low on his hips, showing off the gray elastic of his boxer briefs. He threw a white tank top from a pack of six over his head, and you watched as it clung to his chest still wet from his shower, hiding the silvery peek of a chain necklace.

“My first week leaving home,” he sighed, reaching for a slice, leaning his long frame onto his side laying on the edge of the bed, “just a tad bit naive.”

A laugh bubbles from your throat and you try to hide it behind your hand, “so, innocent little Eddie got his ring stolen after thinking he hit the jackpot with Tracie?”

“No no, this was Tiffany,” he said, chucking a parmesan packet at you playfully, a laugh erupting from him, “c’mon now, listen to the story.”

“Okay, okay!” you surrender, “what happened next?”

He sits up animatedly, smile stretched like taffy across his face, “well, we went back to the motel and when I woke up…truck was still there, cash never even touched. The only thing she took was the ring and the boots right off of my feet.”

“Nah uh… you’re lying.”

Eddie’s smirk grows wide, and he takes another bite of his pizza, “looked pretty dumb walking into that boot store with just socks on.”

You both laugh until the tears slide down your cheeks. Like old friends who had known each other for years, giggling at jokes only the two of you found funny. Eddie made you feel comfortable the second you sat in his truck, with him it wasn’t complicated. Something foreign to you, but you found it easy to adjust to his easy going ways.

“Alright,” he says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, “you heard all of my on the road woes, time you tell me something I don’t know.”

You slink further down the bed, head resting on the pillows, ankles crossed by Eddie's outstretched legs.

“I don’t like olives, or mushrooms.”

Eddie raises his eyebrows, “whoa, pump the brakes… you’re gettin’ a little too deep here.”

You hold up a suggestive finger in front of your smirk and he laughs, “c’mon honey, tell me why you were walkin’ on that road the day we met.”

Flashbacks of slamming doors and yelling voices ring loud in your ears, and you sigh, “it’s a long story.”

“Good thing we don’t have anywhere to be, huh?”

Picking at your nails you think back to the childhood— or lack thereof, that you were raised in. The anger, the hurt, the emotional pain still heavy on your chest. From the sound of his life and the way he talks about the love his parents had for one another, you doubt he wouldn’t be terrified of the demons you’d faced.

A slow shake from your head and you look up to his eyes in the warm auburn light. Brimmed with care and full of trust, you shudder from the intensity.

“No judgment here,” he says softly, laying a hand on his chest, “I promise.”

Taking a deep breath you stare at the chipped polish on your toes, working your hands into a rub as you begin the wretched story of your life.

The small town you’d seen on the map shouldn’t have been given a name at all. A one horse town would have been too much to describe the absolute barren grounds of what laid ahead of you.

A green sign proudly stated the name of it and the population count “8 , no services.” A building that should have been scheduled for demolition had a single light above the sign that said “vacant” flickering like morse code. Looking around, this was it, the entire motel looked to be the size of a small home.

Eddie eased the pickup in front of what seemed to be the front office after noticing a television glaring through a filthy window. The rain fell harder now, beating down against the truck so loud you could barely hear him as he told you to stay put.

A large sigh heaves from your lips the second his door clicked shut. You needed to get a grip on yourself. But you can’t, finding yourself smoothing down your shirt, rummaging through your bag to rub deodorant beneath your arms.

Pulling down the visor, you can see the heated flush on the apples of your cheeks in the tiny cracked mirror. You’re a mess as your mind slips to the way his jeans squeezed on his ass and seem to tighten against the zipper, the flutter of his lashes when you caught him looking— your thighs shut together to find relief.

The driver's door opens the same time you snap the visor back into place and there he stands, drenched from head to toe. A look of bewilderment on his face. The eyes that sparkled were suddenly set into a gloom as he slid behind the steering wheel and sat, staring ahead.

“Everything, okay?”

“Oh yeah, no worries, just uh.. little snag, but I have an idea,” his smile warms you from the inside out and your thighs press together tighter, air breached from your lungs as your stomach plummets.

Your voice grows small as you finish the lengthy tale of your life, and you wipe your runny nose against the end of the towel.

The radio plays Elton John’s Your Song gently in the background and you tuck your feet under your legs. Picking at the pilling fabric of the comforter, letting out a gentle morose sigh.

“Sorry to be a Debbie Downer.”

Seriousness clouds his eyes, and he looks almost sad as he leans forward and hooks a finger under your chin until your eyes meet his, “dance with me?”

Warmth radiates from him, the feeling of home lies in the depths of his eyes. Reaching out.

“Here? Now?”

He climbs from the bed leaning a hand down to yours, “yeah,” he shrugs, “I like this song.”

Don’t have much money but..boy, if I did

I’d buy a big house where, we both could live.

If I was a sculptor but then again no

He stands tall above you, looking down the slope of his nose, a smile on his lips at the timid way you approach him, hands held out in an offering of you weren’t even sure of what.

“Just letting you know now, that I haven’t danced since the Prom, and even then it was—”

Eddie grabs your hands and pulls you gently into him, stepping back to leave space. Your hands slither up against his biceps and land on his shoulders, thumbs flicking gently over the firm muscle there.

“I’ll lead,” he says, keeping his hands above your hips, touching the bottom of your ribs with his large fingers, “this okay?”

Screaming internally, you simply nod with your eyes closed. Going solely on his touch as Eddie begins to sway you both from side to side.

Where you are clumsy, Eddie is surprisingly limber on his feet. His hands move you this way and that, and he chokes on his laugh when you move your feet forward when they should have gone back and your toes crush into his.

But the suns been quite kind while I wrote this song

it’s for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do

Your skin is ablaze where his palms hold you tight, heart thumping in your chest in a rhythmic staccato of its own accord. His eyes look dreamy in the low light, long lashes sweeping the highs of his cheeks when he blinks.

You're so caught up in his beauty that you don’t hear the low murmur of his voice the first time he speaks.

“Sorry?”

Eddie chuckles and you can feel it bubble from his chest, “I said, it’s nice right?”

“The dance?”

“Well,” he says with a small smirk, “that too, but I was talking about the song.”

Heat rises in your cheeks and you bite your lip, but he doesn’t notice because he’s soon leaning forward, his nose brushing the shell of your ear.

His voice is like liquid smoke, curling around you and wrapping you into the warmest embrace, one that you’d gladly die in.

“You’re not half bad at this,” he says with a grin that you can hear with the squeak from his cheeks.

Leaning back you look him in the eyes, seeing nothing but sincerity in the desert browns, “maybe i’ll take up line dancing.”

“That,” he says with a laugh, twirling you away from him in the most un-graceful way your body could move. Ankles knocking into one another, toes burning against the short carpet. “I would pay to see.”

You spend the rest of the song dancing and giggling at his stupid jokes and the way he whips his long hair around.

More than just friendship brews between you. His arms held you against him, not letting you go. Eddie’s voice curls into a whisper against your ear, his barely dry hair tickling your shoulder, “I’m happy you’re here with me, and I’m sorry you were treated that way.”

Your head angles into his chest, and you lay your cheek against him, feeling the steady beat of his heart. “I’m happy to be here too.”

The cheese had gone stone cold on the forgotten pizza, song after song you swayed back and forth until Casey Kasem started taking requests on the radio.

The rain seeps through your thin shirt as you stand at the door with your bag slung over your shoulder, patiently waiting for the key to work.

Eddie must have jiggled it into the sweet spot after a few minutes of working the handle, swinging the door open and ushering you inside just as a loud clap of thunder booms across the sky.

You jump on instinct and Eddie snuffs out a snort as you run your hand along the wall to find the light switch.

The lights sputtered and hummed to life, showcasing cobwebbed corners and illuminating the orb of dead flies. The wallpaper was peeling away from itself in long tawny strips, curled to a crisp on the edges. A sign written in cursive was crudely taped to the tv saying “out off of order”.

But out of all of the eyesores in the room, there was still something off.

One bed.

A week and hundreds of miles stretched on from the night you and Eddie had danced together. He noticed you smiling more, the barriers you had up were lowered, and no matter how much he tried— he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

The bar you had stopped at to get supper was packed. Peanut shells coated the floor and there was a fight breaking out in the back corner. Eddie’s hand warmed your lower back as he pointed you towards a small table.

A waitress dumped handwritten menus with faded ink at your table. He watched your eyebrows raise in question as you read the appetizers.

“Fresh Rocky Mountain Oysters fried in a cornmeal blend?” you questioned, “what even is that?”

Eddie’s lips pressed tight to hide a laugh, “well they’re not real oysters… and the Rocky Mountain part is more or less a nod to where they came from.”

Your eyebrows tick up in confusion and then disgust as he explains just exactly how and what those “oysters” are made from.

“Yeah… think I’ll just stick with the cheese balls.”

He laughs as your mouth turns to a frown. “Good choice. The sign outside claimed they had the best bison burgers in the state, that’s what I’m gonna get.”

“Does that come with or without testicles?”

He doesn’t miss a beat, “hopefully without those suckers are expensive.”

Your laugh sounded loud in his soul, your smile sung to him anytime he saw it, and fuck, he wondered if you knew just how gorgeous you really were.

A singular mattress. For you and for Eddie.

Before you can say anything Eddie’s already apologizing, “I swear, this is all they had…” he says, letting out a large sigh, wiping the rain from his face with the sleeve of his soaked shirt.

He shuts the door and clicks the locks into place before he moves his things to the other side of the room, “you take the bed, I’ll make do with the floor.”

Your brows crease and you pout in disbelief, “don’t be ridiculous Eddie, I’m not gonna let you sleep on the fl—”

“I’ll be fine, sweetheart,” he smiles, a tired look on his face as he hauls his duffle bag into the bathroom, wet fringe sticking to his forehead, “don’t worry bout me…gonna change quick.”

Rifling through your bag you dress into your pajamas quickly. Your stomach turned. It wasn’t right, you would not let him sleep on the floor of this dirty room. This entire trip he had been paying for the motel stays, and you’d be damned if he was going to have a sore back because of… this.

A single curse is muffled through the thin walls followed by a chuckle, “hey, you can add another thing to the list of shit going wrong tonight.”

The carpet was damp beneath your feet as you moved to the bathroom, “what happened?”

Eddie throws open the door, sporting a black pair of boxer briefs sprinkled with rain drops, and nothing else besides a splatter of pink blush on his cheeks. You almost choke at the sight of him.

Despite the circumstances, a smile remains on his pink lips, “all of my clothes are soaked.”

With the burning tension and your body screaming all day in the cab of the pickup, your mind was preoccupied. Not even registering that his bag had been in the bed of the truck, soaking up every drop of rain it could into its blue canvas shell.

You’ve seen him bare chested before, but the way the rain clung to his skin, he looked ethereal, and your stomach lurched when he stepped around you, his arm sliding against yours with a potent electricity.

“We um…” your tongue felt like velcro stuck to the roof of your mouth, peeling the first layer off of it for sure as you spoke. Grabbing a pair of his jeans from his bag to hang up over the back of a dusty chair, you suggest, “we can hang your stuff up to dry, hopefully by tomorrow they’ll be alright.”

You work quickly, pulling pants and shirts from the bag and hanging them in various places, hoping that the heat from your cheeks would subside if you didn’t look at him.

He holds the last pair of pants in his large hands. Holding them out he suddenly withdraws, holding the bundle of wet fabric high above his head, laughing as you reach on your tiptoes to grab them.

The pout on your lips makes his quirked smile spread across his cheeks as you stretch further to reach his arm. Laughter erupts from him.

Your thin cotton shirt is smushed into his wet chest, your breath catches in your throat when your nipples harden from the cold touch of his skin skimming over yours. He stops entirely, bringing the pants down and tossing them on the nearest chair, those deep eyes never leaving yours.

His hand runs the length of your arm, starting at the knob of your shoulder, trickling with feather light touches down to your fingertips, entwining them with his. Pulling you gently closer into him.

A sigh fell from his lips so beautiful it could make Medusa blush, and you nearly passed out from holding in your own breath.

His other hand rubs against your cheek, calloused and strong, and your insides melt to jelly at his touch. He presses his forehead to yours, and you move your hands around his waist, pressing your fingertips into the meat of his lower back.

For years you have been afraid, never trusting anyone, especially men. But with him it was different, he was gentle, kind, and caring. It was as easy as breathing, and came on as quickly as falling asleep. Here in his arms you felt content for the first time in a long while.

Eddie’s heart beat is thumping loud but sure. “You’re beautiful… do you know that?”

The heat ignites in your core as his words seep into your skin. Shaking, you clear your throat to steady yourself, “you really think so?”

He nods his head, “It’s been a long damn time since I left home,” he nearly whispers, “nothing left… but now that I met you, I finally know just where I’m headin’.”

A tear leaks from your eyes and he kisses it away. His lips felt like satin on your skin, and you sucked in a breath at the feel of them. His eyes looked into yours and he whispers, “don’t cry, sweetheart.”

You needed him, craved to have all of bim. And you surprised yourself as you raised on your toes, pulling him towards you. His lips pressed lightly into yours and you swore your breath was taken away even though you were expecting it. You open your mouth and welcome his tongue, eyes rolling in your head as he massages it with yours.

Eddie’s hands wrap against your shirt, feeling your bare skin pressing you further into him as you whimper into him.

The carpet squashed beneath your feet as you walk backwards towards the bed, a frenzy of locked lips and wandering hands. Fingers tugging into his curls, Eddie moans against your mouth, his hands squeezing at your hips. He breaks from your lips, his wet and spit licked.

The brown eyes you’ve been accustomed to staring in never leave yours as he sits on the bed, leaning back on his elbows. The shine of his chain gleaming in the dull light.

Thunder raps loud outside, wind thrashing and howling against the window. Your fingers roll against the hem of your shirt and you don’t think twice before hauling it over your head, moving towards Eddie and the impressive length bulging from his boxer briefs. Your knees touch lightly.

His lips suck between his teeth as he drinks you in. Lazily eyeing over every curve, every imperfection, the tight peaks of your nipples.

You climb over, your knees sinking into the bed on either side of his narrow hips, resting on his lap. With one hand cupping his cheek, you lower your lips to his skin.

He groans when you kiss the hollow of his throat, kissing up his neck until you nip at his ear lobe, sucking that small silver hoop into your mouth.

“So pretty like this,” he murmurs into your ear, “like an angel.” His hands roam over your skin with blunt nails. Up and down your back his touch electrifies you. Your own noises unravel as he grows beneath you.

Murmuring his name, you arch into his touch, elongating your neck until his ravenous hands skim the delicate skin of your breasts, thumbs rolling against your nipples. His mouth attaches to your skin and you whimper when he rolls you over and lays you down on the dusty comforter.

Your ankles cross behind his back as he grinds into you, kissing you so deeply you couldn’t get enough. He was gentle with you, waiting for your nods of approval as he slipped your panties off. He trailed kisses down your cheek to your neck as his fingers swirled up and up your thighs, leaving goosebumps in their trek.

Thunder and lightning competed for attention outside but you were lost in Eddie. Wrapping your fingers in his hair when he circled your clit, whimpering when he slipped his finger into your wet sex.

You weren’t sure where your moans ended and his began, but when he added a second finger you swore lightning broke through the window and struck against your eyes.

He was deliberate yet slow as he coaxed you along, kissing and licking at your neck, his hair sticking to his sweaty skin and yours. The wind picked up more and rattled the door as your legs shook beneath him, coming undone by his hand.

You laid in a dreamy haze and when you opened your eyes you realized the lights had gone out from the storm, but a flash of lightning lit Eddie’s skin in sheets of white light as he pushed himself up, taking one last kiss from your lips.

He didn’t hurry you along as you reached for the waistband of his underwear, only groaned when he popped up heavy against his stomach, a beaded pearl already formed on his tip. His impressive length seemed to grow before your eyes as you placed a hand on him, and he hissed as you tugged him.

He was stunning, kneeling before you, shining with sweat, his lips bit between his teeth from your hands stroking him. You laid down again, opening wide with a smirk twisted on your mouth.

Lining himself up with your entrance, your hands skimmed down the muscles of his back, feeling the way they rippled when he pushed himself in, your combined whimpers deaf against the thunder cracking. He was large, an ache you wanted between your legs again and again if he wanted.

Eddie’s eyes meet yours as he collects your lips with his, and you nod for him to go deeper. He stretched you until your breath quickened, making sure you were okay, kissing your cheeks, your eyelids, the spot behind your ear. It was soothing the way he took care of you, and when you told him he could move, he drug out of you slow, your walls constricting around him.

Cursing he squeezed his eyes shut as you clamped around him, and when he drove back into you, again and again, you swore you found Heaven.

You were both hard-pressed for air and sweating, your name falling from his lips in broken syllables as you both unraveled. Heaven was in his arms, in his smile, in the way his fingers laced with yours and pressed down into the mattress as his kisses deepened.

The storm raged war against itself outside but neither of you noticed. Tangled in eachother’s arms and once again joining together under the sheets, this time his lips pressed to your ear as he held you tight to him and took you from behind as you both laid on your sides.

Hours passed taking the clouds and thunder away. The only thing remaining on the mattress was a bottom sheet, one end still tucked and clinging for dear life. You didn’t know when you both ended up on the floor, and you didn’t mind the bite of the carpet on your knees as you wrapped your mouth around him. His moans spread across the room, no thunder to mask it.

When sunlight streamed through holes in the moth bitten curtain, his head laid on your bare chest, your hand in his curls. Dust danced in the warm rays across the room, laying heavy with the rest of the unkept space.

The buttery rays spread across your naked bodies, displaying the wine splotched skin marks on your chest. Your thighs had similar stains, ones that were licked better by the one who gave them. He had traces from last night on his neck and hips too, uneven stamps of purple and red painted from your mouth as you claimed him.

The two of you slept until the sun wavered to the west. . You had curled into him like a caterpillar in a cocoon, his breathing fanning your face as he gently snored, curls messy and frizzy.

Eddie’s clothes finally dried in the musty motel room, and you packed up and left when the sun was starting its radiant descent behind the mountains.

The small town was covered in wreckage from the storm, White Fir needles sprinkled the roads like confetti, branches laid across sections of the road that Eddie had to maneuver the truck around. But you finally made it back to the highway.

Back on the road.

Weeks passed and things went back to the way they had before. You didn’t share a bed again, and you didn’t bother to ask why. Looks still lingered, but neither of you crossed that line again.

You knew Eddie was looking for something that was more than what you could offer, and maybe he was caught up in the heat of the moment, maybe the storm swayed his opinion on you just for that night.

It killed you to not feel his touch, not feel the warmth from his body heat as he slept, not feel those lips on your neck your thighs your chest. The ache between your legs lasted days, but it was nothing compared to the hurt in your chest.

He didn’t know you wiped tears away every night when the lights went off or during your shower. What you had together that night was something special, and you’d cherish it for the rest of your life.

It wasn’t until you were on the border of the western state that you noticed him starting to act differently. His stares became longer. He stayed up talking with you until the witching hour. Maybe he would miss your friendship when he got to where he was going, you’d miss him. But you knew your time together was coming to an end.

Still, you braved a smile on your face for him. No strings attached, the only thing left between you was the shared bench of his truck and that stormy night where you both spent the storm in each other's arms until dawn.

He was still Eddie, still made you laugh and was the gentleman he always had been. But whatever started in that motel room lived and died there.

Those feelings you had for him were smoldering and you had to remind yourself that once you hit California it would be the end of your journey with Eddie. The man who saved your life in more ways than you could imagine, showing you kindness and compassion.

That was why he was on the road the same day you were. Fate brought him to you as a gift, an offering to soothe your soul from the wickedness you’d encountered, and for that, and Eddie, you’d be forever grateful.

California was on the horizon, and you had stopped at a small restaurant on the Nevada border before crossing into the final stretch of your journey. The food was good but the conversation was light, as if you both knew the end was nearing.

He had to look away from you more than once, shaking his head in the middle of a conversation as if to preserve himself from being hurt.

On the way back to the truck you felt the book start to close between your stories, and you nearly wept at the thought of never seeing him again.

“So,” Eddie asked, kicked a rock back to the truck after finishing up supper. “Where to now?”

You slurped the rest of a Cherry Coke and made a confused face, “what do you mean? I thought you were going to California, lookin’ for love?”

He paused when you reached your door, eyes peering into the distance. “I made it this far without it.” He turns to you, looking so deep into your eyes your soul waved back at him. A smile creeps on his face, “well maybe not, cause look at what I’ve got.”

Your breath hitched in your chest and he closed the space between you, his hand on your cheek, the other on the door, “you might not be my love, but baby… I doubt it.”

Your eyes brim with tears as he presses his lips to yours. Lacing your fingers around his neck, he lifts you up into a hug, spinning you around in the desert sand.

He sets you down, placing his hands on your lower back, moving you gently in the same dance you had done months before. “I never told you,” he began, murmuring into your ear, “that day we met, not a single radio station would come in, I drove a hundred miles that day and nothing. But when I popped over that hill, and saw you walking with nothing but turmoil and angst on your shoulders, a song finally played, something I hadn’t heard in years.”

You move your head from his chest and smile looking up to him, “what song?”

“The same one that played the last time we did this.” he said with a smile, “I knew when it played again that you were meant for me baby, that I’d found what I’d been looking for.”

And for the first time since you were a child, you knew that not all men were angry and hateful. Some of them were good, and handsome, and made you smile so much your cheeks ached. You felt your heart finally heal. Eddie sewing it shut, and the smile on your face mirrored his own.

“Told you I was lucky…now tell me love,” he said, kissing your lips and holding your face in his hands, “where are we going next?”

You squeezed him against you and looked up at him, at the love you had also found that you weren’t expecting, “anywhere with you and all of your dumb luck is the only place I think I’d ever wanna be.”

…and you said “hey, do you wanna see the West with me? Cause loves out there and I can’t leave it be.”

And I said “honey, loves never meant much to me, oh, But i’ll come with you if you’re sure that’s what you need.”

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allyoureadislovemade · 1 year ago

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Husn

Evening! What a year it has been 2023. And to be honest i was very happy by the end of it. i achieved a lot in the end. Moving away, working, making new friends, ohh the highlight for which i came here today after a long time because i do not want to forget this. I made a boyfriend, not on my terms. i just met a amazingly loving person, who made my days and although we kissed and it was not my wish. i wanted to kiss him more, everyday. i wanted to hug him. He became a person who i would want to see everyday, and we got together. he called me his girlfriend. i accepted it. i felt as if i dont feel it that way yet, but i wanted to go with the flow. i spent time with him, eating, sleeping, walking, working. We would steal glances at each other, would steal kisses where we would be caught if not careful. called each other names. he said he found his peace, someone to look for when he is distressed. and maybe i became his stress. because after all that beautiful time, he left me. As he had claimed me his without asking me, he left me the same way. I didnt want to replace his ex, i told him i dont want to be what he wants me to be, he will have to love me as i am, and he left. he said he likes me as a person and he used me to move on from his past, but he doesnt want to anymore. he says he wants to face it, and he cant forget his ex, he cant do relationships anymore, and cant go through the feelings and pain again. he wants to run away. why do we girls want to fix something we didnt break and when it cuts us we regret but still try to feel bad about both the broken glass and our fingers. I hope i am making some sense. therefore, in short im confused, am i heartbroken? am i angry or annoyed? something i thought i didnt want and went with it thinking okay maybe i can deal with leaving him. But now that hes told me to leave, i cant bare the news. im missing him, i am being the clingy type i dont want to be. because i know i cant do life with him , but i still want him. hes a big red flag but i cant make out if he just behaves like that or is it really him. he wanted to build a dream where he has me and a house and kids. but i got scared although i didnt show him, because i wanted to be with him and not run away for once. and now that he is doing the same, leaving me because he cant do this shit, i feel bad. Goddd i dnt know if hes right for me or not, i dont know if i should let it go or hold on to him, maybe try harder. i want to try harder and hold on to him , maybe tell him to be with me and forget the world. but i also understand that he is exactly like me. he doesnt talk, he doesnt know how to let go of the past. can he and me be really a match? or we were just two souls who just interacted with each other for a brief point? I Am Confused. and i dont like it at all. because i feel this can either be my signal to try harder to hold on to things, or this can be a sign to let go of this person. maybe he is not right for me. and right now that i am typing this i feel the later is right. maybe hes a danger zone and he knows it, and is preventing me from it himself. but then isnt he a nice person? but only nice is not the solution right! I do not know. god help me.... Xoxo, Love-made.

#life is strange #new blog #feelings #allyoureadislovemade #life goes on #lifelessons #annoyed #heartbreak

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scrmngtts · 1 year ago

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Omg i dont really know whats happening why is he so??? Like??? Clingy?? Like sweet?? Like idk actually cares??

OKAY SO YESTERDAY!

I told him im sick. And he was like. Oh no? How can i help?

Then i joke, i think i need a gym selfie. Then he didnt protest or anything he just said, after my gym ill send u one. And im like ??? 👀

Then when he sent one after a minute or so he called me but my phone was in do not disturb so i didnt hear it.

Then he was like, im just checking up on you.

And IM LIKEEEE AWW THATS CUTE 🥰 then he said, its nothing.. i cant remember the words but! I feel like he was copying me when he said he appreciates me liking his stuff and i answered, thats the bare minimum. Like bro, i just liked ur post?? It really is nothing..

But yeah that was yesterday.

TODAY, HOWEVER..

He did call me again while I was sleeping and we chatted for a bit. He did say he was just checking up on me again, i said im well now just having cough and all that. We talked whatever.

Then after he called again, he keeps calling and im like shooketh like why bro? Why? I didnt pick up this time but he knows i didnt pick it up just cuz. Then i called him back and i told him when i was about to pick up it hung up. He didnt believe that bullshit ofc but yeah. Then he joke about why am i calling him a lot this time. Then i joke around by hanging up on him lol.

Then he called right back again, and he was like ohh you wanna play like that huh?? But he was laughing and i was laughing then he asked me, do you not like it when i call you??

And then i answered him.

I dont like phone calls, but i like it when you call me.

And then he went speechless and was all smiley and shit and he was like, oh.. uhm.. wow thats kinda nice acc..

And im just like looking at him, being all cute and fuzzy cuz the way he got shy when i said that is so cute omggg ngl and idk what to say too so i was just laughing.. but he cudnt look at me in the eyes i know he got flustered on what i said.

Then i had to do smtg so i dropped the call for a bit then i called him back again, he was making his food and i was just walking. He said he was gonna watch one piece. So i stayed on the call, were not really talking much. And he said, he just wanted to be in call for a bit.

#11:16pm #7/14/23

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iwadori · 4 years ago

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Haikyu boys when they make you insecure PT 1 (Kenma,Kuroo)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6.

Word Count:3k

genre: angst, fluff

masterlist

Kenma:

You and Kenma have been in a long distance relationship for a while.

Both of you stream, Kenma doing it seriously for his job and you just playing it for fun,

Sometimes you stream together of course but because of your difference in audiences and games you don’t do it all the time

“Bye guys! Hope you enjoyed todays stream” You wave off to the camera and shut off your PC taking a few sips of water.

Kenma: Hey.. nice stream today Y/N are you going to watch mine?

Y/N: Of course I will

Kenma: Ok talk to you later

Y/N: okayy <3

Kenma is what inspired you to stream, he also taught you all the ins and outs of streaming making sure you were set and ready. Your gaming style was very relaxed and friendly as you obviously weren’t streaming as a career just for fun and to make friends with your online viewers. The games you played were usually: minecraft, COD, Sims 4, Roblox, Animal crossing and *Insert your favourite game here* the way I literally named all the games I play

You wait for Kenmas stream to start, kind of excited as you’ve always loved seeing your boyfriend in his ‘element’ when it comes to playing to games. As your boyfriends stream starts you see he’s already chosen what game he is playing today which is to your surprise Call of duty, since that was the game you were playing earlier.

As he gets into the stream you are entertained, as always since Kenma was being his usual self laughing at his own deadpan jokes and interacting with his viewers. He is currently waiting for his capture the flag game to start so as he waits he decides to read some comments in the chat.

You’re used to the usual ‘Kenma where is Y/N I miss your usual streams together’ or ‘kenma please RAIL me’ which always makes you laugh. You were also used to the common hate comments Kenma and You both got on your streams but you were definitely not ready for this..

@ Ihatewomanandiamadick : Hey Kenma did you see your girls stream today she is so dog shit at COD lmaoooo jhdfkjdrhdrr

“Well hello ihatewomenandiamadick” started Kenma “but yes I did see Y/N stream and obviously she is not the best at games and I would definitely NOT ask her to team with me for any serious gaming competitions ... but she’s fun to watch I guess” as he finished speaking about you his game loaded up so he focused his attention on that the words he just spoke going to the back of his mind as they end up at the forefront of yours.

You obviously knew you were no match for Kenma’s gaming expertise but you didn’t expect him to publicly agree with a hate comment let alone add more of his imput on you. Did he really think that about you? ‘She’s fun to watch I guess’ did he not even enjoy your streams that much?

You wanted to distract yourself, and you definitely couldn’t do that watching him so you close off of his stream and get in your bed deciding to watch your favourite show.

Waking up at 6pm after your sad nap, you see that Kenma has left some messages to you,

Kenma: hey did you watch my stream?

Kenma: do you want to facetime later and play some minecraft..?

Kenma: y/n r u ok??

Y/N: oh hey cnt play minecraft w you rn not really in the mood..

Kenma: oh ok..

Time passed since then a month to be exact and you basically dropped off of the face of the earth, you weren’t in the mood to do anything let alone game and stream, which was a constant reminder of your boyfriend (something you didn’t want at the time.)

You felt embarrassed over all the things he said about you and all the things you now think he thinks about you and the way you play. Maybe he thinks even worse things about you, beyond just how you game? What if he doesn’t even genuinely like you...or he has someone else...it does make sense, you do both live miles and miles away from eachother AND he’s a big streamer you see the amount of girls in his comments.

You shake your head to erase your protruding thoughts coming in your mind, but it doesn’t really help. You and Kenma haven’t spoken much over this month he tried to constantly reach out to you at first but you assume he got bored over your constant, repetitive dry texts. So you were almost content with you and Kenma not even being in a relationship anymore.

However on Kenma’s side, he was beyond worried about you. Since you haven’t been streaming or barely responded to his texts he thought something happened to you, but he didn’t want to be seen as ‘overstepping boundaries’ if there was nothing wrong at all with you and you simply were just ‘not in the mood.’

So here he is, in Kuroo’s apartment trying to get him to help him out on finding out what is wrong with you.

“So kenma can you remember what happened the day when Y/N went ‘ghost’“ asked Kuroo in a mock detective voice

“Y/N didn’t go ‘ghost’ Kuro, and take this seriously” said Kenma “I’m worried bout her”

“Okay fine, but for real what’s the last thing you remember before she started acting all weird.”

“Umm I think it was around a month ago I did my saturday stream and I think she was on it but she didn’t leave her usual nice comments throughout”

“Ohh that was the stream when you sai-” Kuroo said before pausing his words as the memory of what Kenma said about you on his stream came in his mind, as even Kuroo thought it was a tad bit harsh for Kenma to say all those things “I think I know why Y/N has been so distant kiddo”

“What why?” Asked Kenma

Kuroo pulls out his phone and brings up the clip off what Kenma said and Kenma’s face cringes ‘did he really say all those things about you’ he thinks.

“Shit.. I didn’t know I said all of that” he said quietly “how do I make it up to her?”

“There’s only one thing you can really do Kenma” said kuroo

You are woken up out of your sleep by a knock on the door. Getting out your bed like a zombie, you trudge to your front door only surprised by what you see. There in his 5′6 glory stood your ‘boyfriend’ Kenma with a controller and a kitten teddy in his hand. You were very tempted to shut the door in his face and get back to your dreamless sleep but you waited on him to speak.

“Hi Y/N” he said quietly “wanna play some minecraft...?”

“Why so you can ridicule me on how shit I am?” You ask bitterly ready to shut the door on him

“No! No not all” he said stopping you from shutting the door entering your place “Y/N i’m really sorry on what I said, I wasn’t thinking AT ALL... I love watching your streams and I think you’re great at playing games...I was just being a dick,”

You take a deep breath before tears pool in your eyes “what you said really hurt me kenma..” you say “ I know people say shitty things on the internet all the time... it’s the internet. But I wasn’t expecting you to agree with the hater and say even more shitty things on top of that.. I don’t think I want to even stream anymore”

Upon hearing that, Kenma’s mouth parts open with shock ‘you dont want to stream anymore’ were his comments that bad? Now he feel even worse as he should and is now more determined to make things right.

He impulsively drags your arm into your game room, catching your surprise ‘what is he up too?’ you think. He stops for a second seeing your usual pristine gaming set up, collected up with dust.

“What are you do-” you start

“Just wait!” He says, as he rushes away turning on all your stuff and logging onto his twitch account as he sees the views go up he starts to speak

“Hi guys, its me kodzuken and today I’m here on stream with my beautiful girlfriend and today I want to say..” he turns to you “Y/N im so sorry for the horrible things I said to you that day... I was just being a dick and I’m sorry I really am.”

You look at the chat and you see some confusion and some people recalling his words from last month. “It’s fine Kenma, I forgive you” you say giving him a hug”

“Okay Y/N, so what do you say... wanna beat my ass at bed wars?” He says with a smirk

“When have I ever loss?” you return his smirk

Of course you did beat his ass as bed wars for rounds on rounds never losing proving yourself to actually be a good gamer girl. You enjoyed your time with Kenma, forgetting what he said before about you and moving on.

Eventually, you guys moved in together and streamed together all the time and yes you still do play for fun but you’ve gotten way better at COD (some may say better then Kenma) but who is better didn’t matter to any of you, as long as you got to play together that’s all you both cared about.

Kuroo:

Kuroo and you have been together since you were in your first year of high school

You met as friends first when you got him to tutor you in chemistry ( a subject you still aren’t that good at.)

Now you have your upcoming entrance exams for university in a month so your school has you doing mock exams in preparation for them.

20%

You look down at your chemistry paper that your teacher just handed you. 20%. You’re surprised, very surprised since out of all your subjects (that you go 90+% on) you studied on the chemistry test the hardest ensuring Testurou, that you didn’t need his help at all. But I guess it turns out, you did.

This failing mock grade put a blunder on your day, you didn’t interact with anyone and didn’t want to see your boyfriend so you skipped your usual routine of meeting him on the rooftop and went to the library instead ‘might aswell start early on your studying’ you thought.

As you were going over your chemistry topics, you hear an ‘ahem’ next to you and you turn your head only to find your boyfriend and his friends next to you. Kuroo with his usual goofy smile on his face.

“Hey kitten where were you at lunch?” he asked

“Needed to go to the library, Chemistry is kicking my ass” you mumbled

“Oya” he said as he noticed your chemistry test laying under your textbook “20%, well damn Y/N I knew you were stupid, but I didn’t know you were that stupid” he laughed doing his stupid usual hyena-like laugh.

Ouch well that hurt. You slightly flinched at his words, “Really your name, you didn’t know the molecular formula for ethanol, that’s first year work” he said continuing to laugh “I’m pretty sure that’s one of the first things I tutored you on when we first met”

His overbearing laughter was not good for you, you were already having a bad day and yes you do know your not that good at chemistry but you didn’t need your chemistry-enthusiast boyfriend to make fun of you for failing. Kenma and Yaku stood there awkwardly obviously aware of how bad Kuroo is making you feel but they didn’t really know how to stop his friend in the moment.Whilst he’s still dying of laughter you decide to pack up your stuff and leave the library.

You managed to get your Chemistry tutor to let you retake your mock paper in a week so that means, extra hard studying with no distractions you definitely can’t fail again. Since studying on your own was definitely not a good option, and you couldn’t go to Kuroo (especially after he ridiculed you) you decided to ask the second smartest person you know to tutor you.

Y/N: Hey Yaku! Can I ask you a favour?

Yaku: Hi Y/N what do you need??

Y/N: I have my chemistry retake next week, and as you know from your loud-loud friend I failed my recent test so can you tutor me??

Y/N: Pleaseeee

Yaku: Ok Y/N why can’t you ask Kuroo you know that he’d be more than happy to help

Y/N: Yakuu pleasee just help me out

So there you was, nearly a week done with your study sessions with Yaku and you’re feeling way more confident than before.

“Y/N what is the functional group of a Carboxylic Acid” Yaku asked

“umm... COO?”

“Great! that’s correct Y/N” he praises i dont actually know if it’s correct or not

You then hear a knock at Yaku’s front door and hear his mum let the person in, Kuroo then enters Yaku’s bedroom with shock plastered on his face surprised to see you here.

“Y/N...hey?” he says confused “what are you doing here?”

“Oh Mori-chan is just helping me with chemistry for my retake tommorow” you say nochalantly internally smiling at the twinge in Kuroo’s face at the purposeful use of Yaku’s first name.

“So why didn’t you ask me to help you know I’m a chemistry whiz” he asks

“Maybe I’m too stupid to be taught under your tutelage” you mumble “since I seem to forget whatever you teach me, even when it’s 3 years ago... but ok”

“Y/N I-” he starts

“Oh save it Kuroo, I have studying to do” you say cutting him off

“But I-” he tries

“So Mori-chan COOH is the function group of ethyl ethonate right?” you ask ignoring your boyfriend who is now at a lost for words

“ummm yeah it is” says yaku who is clearly feeling heavily awkward at the tension in his bedroom.

Kuroo leaves and you and yaku finish off the studying for the night, you did feel a little bad for being a bit mean to Kuroo but it’s karma for him being a dick to you.

You wake up the next day ready for your exam which was first thing in the morning, before you hand in your phone you see a message from Kuroo,

Kuroo: I know you’re still mad at me, but I think you’re going to do so well on this test. You’re not stupid at all, you’re really smart and I love you < 3

Kuroo: Good luck Y/N

You don’t respond to the message but smile at the sincerity of it and thankful for the boost of confidence it gave you before you start your exam.

Finishing the exam with a smile, you were confident you did well as everything you and Yaku went over was on the paper and you’re almost certain you atleast got more than 75%. You have to wait an hour before your teacher can give you your results, so in the meantime you might aswell reconcile with Kuroo.

When you exit the classroom, standing there was Kuroo who seemed to have been waiting for you for the whole duration of the exam.

“So how was it?” Kuroo asked, apprenhensive as he assumed you would just ignore him like you did at Yaku’s house.

“It was fine, I think it went alright..” you say

“Kuroo”

“Y/N”

You say simultaneously, he pauses for a second to let you speak “I’m sorry I was being so stand offish when we were at Yaku’s I just wanted you to see I could do it on my own, and when you called me stupid I really took that to heart since you and I both know that Chemistry wasn’t ever my best subject”

“I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, and since it was only a practice test I didn’t think you’d take it to heart but I am sorry I know you aren’t stupid.”

Before you got to say anything else, your Chemistry teacher exited the room with your chemistry paper in hand. Kuroo grabbed your hand anticipating your nerves and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Miss L/N” said your teacher “Well done on your chemistry test” he turned your test around to sure a perfect 100%. Both you and Kuroo gasped, you were elated to say the least you wanted to jump up and down in excitement but a PERFECT 100%.

“I’d also like to add that you have now got the top chemistry score in the school beating the previous title holder Kuroo Testurou” said your teacher, this made Kuroo open his mouth even wider in surprise nearly making you giggle at his response.

Your teacher took his leave, leaving you and Kuroo in the hallway “ I guess i’m the chemistry whizz now “ you say wiggling your eyebrows just as Kuroo did to you before at Yaku’s this made him chuckle as he came to put his arm around you.

“Y/N don’t get ahead of yourself now, you may have won this battle but I will win the war” he said smiling

In the final exam, you continue your winning streak also getting a near 100% and still beating Kuroo which didn’t matter to either of you, now you’re just like him cracking chemistry puns and jokes all the time which none of your friends appreciated but atleast Kuroo found them SODIUM funny.

AN: Please kill me for the last line of Kuroos, I didn’t really like Kuroo’s since it was a bit self indulgent with my hate for chemistry but what do you guys think?

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyuu fluff #haikyu scenarios #haikyu headcanons #kenma angst #kenma fluff #kenma x you #kozume kenma #kenma scenario #kenma headcanons #kuroo x reader #kuroo imagine #kuroo scenarios #kuroo fluff #kuroo angst #kuroo tetsuro x reader #signedwithanE😌

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opalesense · 4 years ago

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srry if this message is long af but omg i JUST found your blog and just finished obsessively reading through all of your works.. not only do you seem so sweet but i am also SO in love with your writing already 🥺💕 so i do actually have a small, kinda silly request if you dont mind... i have a massive crush on kaeya, and your take on a dom kaeya (in "you asked for it" and "dinners at diluc's") had me SHOOK - it's so perfect 😫. So my request is, like... how would kaeya react to a sub s/o who turns out to be very into bdsm but has absolutely 0 experience. Like never been kissed but would kill to be tied up kinda thing LOL. Oh and if you'd like you can include other boys too ofc! But yea no worries if this request doesnt vibe with you just wanted to say you are awesome and have a gr8 day 💕

a funny secret

kaeya & gn!reader (NSFW)

899 words • ~5 min. read

summary: after having a little too much to drink, kaeya coerces a secret out of you that he didn’t expect at all.

warnings: bondage mention

notes: AWW don’t worry about the long message because i loved every single word, seriously!! T^T thanks for the request and for dedicating so much time to my fics omg i bet it must’ve taken awhile to get through my entire blog... anyway i wrote this in headcanon-ish style because i don’t feel like writing in so much detail, i hope that’s okay!!

KAEYA KNOWS ALL TOO WELL of your inexperience with intimacy. when you were first starting to get more affectionate with him, he noticed the way you got so easily flustered by the smallest things and how you quivered in nervousness whenever he offered you a hug. he finds it very amusing that someone usually so composed can break under his slight touch.

the most you’ve ever done with him is give him hugs or hold his hand. if you didn’t express that you wanted more, he wouldn’t force you to do more. but sooner or later, that will change – though, not in the way he expected.

when the two of you decide to spend an evening at the tavern, you somehow end up with a few drinks too many. kaeya watches with a smirk as you start to slur your words, curiously wondering what information he could get out of you in this drunken state.

as he recounts a story of a criminal he interrogated the other day, he notices you giggling like a maniac, completely distracted from what he was talking about. even though he found your laughter adorable, it interrupted his flow of the story. “what’s so funny, sweetheart? this guy was a thief!”

“sorry, sorry! i was just thinking... do you... do you wanna know a funny secret?” you grinned at him. oh yes, he liked where this was going.

“enlighten me.”

“i would... maybe i shouldn’t say this,” you giggled and hid your face as you looked down, ashamed of the thought. he chuckled as he tucked your hair behind your ear then held your chin between his fingers, lifting your head up to look at him.

“go on,” he patiently watched as a blush crept onto your face. he was going to get this secret out of you, one way or another. it was the perfect opportunity! you were dizzily drunk in his grasp and completely flustered.

“i would... i would kill to be tied up by you like how you tied up that thief...” you whispered only loud enough so kaeya could barely hear you over the rowdy atmosphere of the tavern.

now kaeya was a bit flustered. he didn’t expect you to say that at all but he wasn’t complaining. he let go of your chin to place a hand on your thigh, gently caressing it and watching your nervous reactions closely. “what would you want me to do to you while you’re tied up, hm?”

“w-we’re in public,” you shyly diverted your gaze to your drink, taking another sip. “i don’t think i should say...”

“then how about we head to my place so you can tell me?” he teased, his hand slowly creeping towards your inner thigh as he leaned forward to kiss your cheek. you internally screamed at how touchy he was being, but that’s exactly how he wanted to make you feel. “you don’t have to kill to make your wishes come true, darling.”

the two of you hurry back, butterflies violently fluttering in your stomach while he held your hand so innocently, as if he wasn’t fantasizing about all the things he could do to you tonight the second you set foot in his home.

his hands immediately find their place on your waist after he locks his front door behind him. he looks down at you with a hungry gaze, his fingers toying with the fabric of your clothes. “what exactly were you thinking about that you couldn’t tell me at the tavern, hm?”

“i’ve always thought about what it’s like to be tied up... by you...” your voice trailed as he slowly lifted your shirt enough to place his gloved hands on your bare skin.

“mmhm,” he began to rub circles onto your skin with his thumbs. the feeling of being touched so intimately by him when the peak of your romantic experience was holding his hand or hugging him made your mind draw blanks. you were malfunctioning under his hands. “what else, darling?”

“i... i...”

“use your words, darling. what would you want me to do after i tie you up?”

“then i want... i want you to do whatever you want to me...”

“ohh,” he teased to make it seem like the dots were finally connecting. “let me get this straight...”

one hand trailed up your back, still trapped under your shirt. he used this leverage to lean closer to you, pulling your body towards his as he slowly muttered in your ear. “so you want me to tie you up, fuck you ‘til you’re senseless, and make you cum over and over again until you scream for me to stop? you want me to leave bruises and marks that will let everyone know you’re not as innocent as you seem?”

you couldn’t do anything but helplessly nod and whimper as he started to kiss your jawline, trailing kisses down to your neck. “you want me to make you my sweet little toy, don’t you? what a funny secret that is, indeed...”

“k-kaeya...” his name was the only thing on your mind right now as he smiled between kisses, loving the way you curled up in his arms so sweetly.

“fortunately for you, i keep some bundles of rope here in case we run out at the headquarters so... how about we give you what you want tonight, hm?”

#kaeya #kaeya x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #mine #bang #requested

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wheeier · 4 years ago

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no taking back

summary: it was only fun and games. but steve had other plans.

warnings: modern au, tooth-rotting fluff i guess, little but of swearing

+ olivia rodrigo’s sour album (stream besties), the movie tangled at the end because it just radiates as a comfort movie

yes a modern au !!! i just saw this on tiktok (the sour part, but the rest was my idea!) and thought it was so cute so it gave me an idea to make it as a fic, enjoy !!!

steve harrington x fem!reader

olivia rodrigo’s new album just released and you were thrilled to listen to it and stream it the whole day.

when you finally got to listen to it, you asked your friends—robin, nancy, and the party, if they listened to it and which ones were their favorites.

robin told you that her top three were hope ur ok, jealousy, jealousy, and brutal.

nancy said she really loved favorite crime.

max said hers was also brutal.

el told you that she played good 4 u and traitor on repeat that hopper had to go into her room to turn it down.

when mike comes over to the cabin he can assure that el does indeed play them on repeat and get pissy about it (but he secretly loves the album, but he wouldn’t let her or anyone know that).

and lastly lucas and dustin are fans of deja vu and 1 step forward 3 steps back. max even told you that they would sing the bridge of deja vu on the top of their lungs.

you slightly laughed at the memory of them telling you about it.

however, there’s one more person that you haven’t talked to about it yet.

steve.

your smile faltered and faded when he came across in your mind.

your feelings for him had deepened over the time and listening to the sour album made it feel like you two had broken up, which in fact, is not true because you were never together in the first place.

suddenly, an idea popped in your head. instead of being sad about steve, you thought about texting him, although it’s almost 1AM, you knew he’d still be up.

Sailor Man

You: hey

You: u up?

Sailor Man: duh

Sailor Man: this has been our nightly routine u always bother me when i’m about to go to sleep

You: fuck off

You: don’t pretend that you’re not binge watching outer banks until 4am

Sailor Man: i’m not?!?

You: yeah right

You: anyways

You: can u do me a favor

Sailor Man: will i get free pizza afterwards

You: no

Sailor Man: k

You: what the fuck

You: fine

Sailor Man: hehe

Sailor Man: what’s the favor ;)

You: dont get me started with that winky face i swear ure so dead when i see you at the wheeler’s house tomorrow

You: have you listened to olivia rodrigo’s new album

Sailor Man: ohh the bitter album?

You: ITS SOUR DUMBASS

Sailor Man: I DONT KNOW?!?

You: I CANT DO THIS HJAGSK

Sailor Man: shut up

Sailor Man: i’ve heard some of the songs but i haven’t fully listened to them

Sailor Man: why

You: can you like

You: ask me to be ur girlfriend then break up with me right after so i can experience and actually feel the whole sour album

Sailor Man: what

You: just do it !!

Sailor Man: you’re so funny (y/n/n)

Sailor Man: okay

Sailor Man: will you be my girlfriend?

You: yes !!!

You: ...

You: hello

You: dont tell me u fell asleep

Sailor Man: i’m not doing the last part you might as well forget about it

You: wjat

Sailor Man: :D

You: wtf

You: okay steve cut it out i’m not doing this anymore u’re not funny

Sailor Man: nope

Sailor Man: go to sleep we’re dating now that’s how this works

Sailor Man: okay i dont know if you’re still reading this now and i am terrified to say this to you in person like TERRIFIED. might piss my pants if i did. so (y/n/n), my favorite dumbass, my favorite person to talk to at night even if it interrupts my binge watching marathon, you make me so happy to the point that even when i sleep you’re still in my dreams. i like you. i have like the biggest fattest crush on you. and thank you for doing that sour album thing or whatever, because of that i get to finally ask you out

you rolled on your back after you read the message, facing the ceiling as your mind processed what just happened. was he playing with you? was he actually serious about asking you out?

Incoming video call...

Sailor Man

you took a deep breath before tapping the green button and placing it back down on the bed.

“hey,” you can tell that he was tired based on his voice. “can you show your face, please? i miss you.”

ignoring the butterflies in your stomach, you hesitantly lifted the phone and shifted your position to lay on your side. “hey.”

“hey yourself.” steve grins. that stupid grin that makes your stomach turn, that grin you always want to see everyday.

“what’s..up?” you avoided looking at him and started to admire your surroundings and the posters placed on your wall. this was the only time you were glad you weren’t with him in person.

“i just wanted to see if you’re okay.” of course he will ask that. he's steve. he cares about other more than himself.

“i am, thanks.” you showed a smile that doesn't reach your ears and steve knew something was bothering you. “hey, look. i'm sorry about my confession- if it made you uncomfortable i'm sorry-”

“no,” you cut him off, looking back at his face on the screen. “i’m fine, really. you don't have to apologize. i was just, surprised.”

there was silence between the two of you for a few seconds, before you spoke again. “did you mean it?” you voice was only above whisper but steve managed to hear them. “of course,” he answered almost too quick, without any hesitation. “i've been trying to find the perfect opportunity and had been asking god for signs because i can't make a move myself-”

“asking god?” you chuckled and steve smiled hearing them, glad that he somehow lightened the mood. “well, more like begging.” he continues and you giggled.

once your laughter died you both fell into silence again. you still couldn’t believe that out of a fun joke, it would turn into a whole another situation. “so, um.. just so you know, i’m not mad, or upset, or anything. i really was just surprised. it felt like a dream because i didn’t know that you like me back and all i did was just supposed to be a fun joke but—”

“hold on, back?”

“what?”

“like you back. you said i like you back.” steve sat up on his bed and fixed his hair as his eyes widened. “i did...” you said slowly, not catching up.

“does that mean you..”

then it hit you. “oh, right. yeah. i- i like you..too.” you waited for his reaction and once you saw him smile you couldn’t stop yourself from doing the same.

“i knew it. and well, i guess that confirms it. we’re dating now. no taking back.” he smirks then laughs when your rolled your eyes. “don’t flatter yourself, harrington. i did not say shit.” you pointed your index finger on the screen, barely containing your giggles.

“based on your beautiful smile i think you don’t need to say it. i like you, and you like me. we’re dating.” steve gives you a teasing smile. you tried keeping your serious face but it won’t last longer so you finally smiled again. “alright, fine. no taking backs. we’re dating.” you said then laughed as he whisper-yelled ‘yes!’ while fist pumping the air.

he soon joined your laughter and you stayed like that until your jaw was pretty much in pain because of your smiles. when it was all quiet again, you both just admired each other’s presence through the screens of your phones. “i wish i was there with you.” he mumbles. “yeah, me too.” you hugged your cold pillow beside you, closing your eyes for a moment and imagining it as steve.

“are your parents home?”

you snorted at his random question. “i’m actually alone right now, they’re out because dad got promoted at his work so he and mom and i think a few friends went out to celebrate. they should be home by an hour or two. why?”

“nothing.” was all he said before hanging up. you were left confused but then he’s your best friend after all, so you knew right then and there that he’ll do something stupid. after you turned your phone off you suddenly felt watching a movie so you went to the kitchen to make some popcorn.

when it was finished and had been put in a bowl, that’s when you heard your doorbell rang—in a pattern which you recognize, and only one person does that.

you let out a quiet laugh when you realized who it was and set the bowl on the counter before opening the door.

“hi!” steve greeted you with a smile. “uh, hi?” you laughed nervously and stepped aside for him to go in. “i smell popcorn, are we having a movie night?” he says as he steps inside and shrugged off his jacket. “actually yeah, i’m planning on watching—”

“tangled.” he finishes off, you subconsciously smiled upon hearing your favorite movie. “how’d you know?”

steve snatches a few popcorns from the bowl as you both arrived in the kitchen. “(y/n), you have watched that movie 7 times this week and always gush to me about it.”

“well, you’re the only one that is around my age that i can talk to with that movie. robin and nancy aren’t that into it.” you replied, grabbing the bowl and making your way back to your bedroom, steve following your heels. “and you think i’m the best option to talk to about that?” he asks, plopping down on your bed and resting his back on the headboard.

“you’re not complaining.” you shrugged as you grabbed your laptop and sat beside steve.

“yeah, probably because i like you.” it came out of his mouth casually. you froze in place and felt your cheeks heat up, finally nodding your head slowly, “..probably.” as you typed in the movie in your laptop you felt steve scoot closer, making your breath hitch.

you were both in a comfortable silence while watching the movie, except for a few jokes and comments that steve makes and him explaining how similar he was to flynn rider.

“you know, since i’m eugene, you could be rapunzel.” he suddenly says. you eyes were still on the screen but your eyebrows furrowed. “why? i’m nothing like her.”

finally looking at steve, you almost screamed how he was already looking at you. “oh, you are so rapunzel. you may not have the longest hair in the world, but you are pretty much similar.” he replies, smiling and not taking his eyes off of you.

you paused the movie and shifted your body towards him, intrigued by his explaination. “how so?”

“well, first off,” steve starts, resting his hands on the soft mattress. “you’re both sweet, you’re both a huge ray of sunshine, have gorgeous eyes and smile, and eugene is head over heels over you — and since he doesn’t exist in real life, i’d like to be the substitute.” he finished with a confident smile.

after about three seconds, you burst out of laughter. you laughed. as much as he loves the sound of your laugh, he can’t help but pout. “(y/n), i’m trying to be sweet here!”

“i’m sorry!- it’s just- i can’t help but laugh at your flirting.” you managed to say between your laughs. you know he’s kidding but he looked at you like he was offended.

your laughter died down and held steve’s face. “it’s cute, sorry.” you mumble with a little laugh. when he finally smiled you turned to your laptop and continued the movie.

steve gazes at you for a few more seconds before watching the movie with you again. “thank you.” you whisper, glancing at him.

“you’re very much welcome, my rapunzel.” he says smiling before he slides a bit down on the bed so his head could reach your shoulder and rests it there.

you giggled as you heard him whisper,

“thank you, olivia rodrigo.”

#steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington fluff #fluff #imagines #stranger things imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things fic #cute fic #i hope you enjoyed help #fluff fic #steve harrington x reader imagine #sour #sour olivia rodrigo #tangled

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kpopluvrsblog · 4 years ago

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Do you want it?

Requested: Hii can i request xiaojun with a breeding kink?

Genre: smut, fluff

Pairing: xiaojun x fem!reader

Warnings: dom!xiaojun/ sub!reader, breeding, biting, begging, kind of rough/ slow sex? (If you’re not comfortable with breeding i really suggest that you don’t read this!❤️)

A/n: xiaojun is HOT asf like damn😳😳

You heard the door slam downstairs signaling your precious boyfriend had arrived. You have to admit you were VERY horny and maybe sending those pictures weren’t a good idea... you were wearing one of your favorite maroon colored lingeries, which showed everything off and left barely anything for imagination.

You were laying on the bed scrolling through your phone as the bedroom door was opened. “Did you have fun princess?” He spoke as he shut the door. He had just came back from a photoshoot and was still wearing his white decorative suit. “Who do you think you are teasing me like that? Sending those naughty pictures especially when anyone could’ve seen your beautiful body.” He continued as he crawled on top of you, pulling your phone out of your hands.

“Im sorry baby but i really need you. I couldn’t help myself.” You started to whine hoping he would give you what you wanted and you knew he would. He leaned down to kiss you and started to undress himself ,since you made him so needy. He stopped when he was left in only his boxers, then proceeded to grind himself down onto your already soaking pussy, making you gasp and moan into the kiss.

He then moved his kisses from your lips down to your neck and began to lightly suck and bite as he took off your lingerie. “mmm so beautiful” he groaned as he sat up to take a good look at your body. “No foreplay please junnie.” You groaned, you just really needed him inside of you now.

“Okay baby give me a second” he whispered as he caressed your hip with one hand, while the other reached for a condom inside of the nightstand. You closed it quickly when he opened it which caused him to look down at you with confusion. Cocking his head to the side he said,”whats wrong??”

“I just thought maybe we could do it without a condom, you know?..” you answered shyly as his intense stare gave you butterflies. “Fuck baby thats so hot.” He bit his lip when he started to line himself up to your aching pussy. He moaned and dropped his head back when he inserted the tip, already feeling your insides clench tightly around him. “Relax baby...let me in.” He then pushed his cock as deep as it could go causing you to let out a loud moan and clench around him uncontrollably.

“Ohh you’re too deep jun” you whined. He leaned down to put his face into the crook of your neck and lifted your legs to sit comfortably around his hips, angling the tip to rub against your g spot. “Am i?” He questioned. “Because it seems to me like you enjoy it hm?” He started to thrust slow but deep, hitting the spongy spot inside of you, his hips rubbing just right against your sensitive clit.

“Keep doing that please.” You couldnt stop the moans from pouring out of your mouth. “Shit baby your gonna make me cum soon? Where should i cum hm? Inside?” He asked as his thrusts increased in speed and groans continued to fall from his lips.

“Mmm yeah... wa- want your hot cum imside of me.” You clenched even harder, the dirty talk making you closer to your sweet release.

“Oh do you want it? Beg for it. Beg for me to fill you up with my cum and give you my babies.” Xiaojun demanded, then bit your neck lightly causing your eyes to roll back from pleasure.

“Fuck jun make me full. Fill me with your cum and put your babies inside of me please!! I need it so bad” you were so close, just waiting for permission to cum. He sat up and pushed your hips down to the bed and started to pound into your sore cunt, your stomach twisting and turning. “Cum for me” he groaned loudly as you finally let go, cumming hard with your legs thrashing and hands moving to grip onto his thighs, pushing your nails into them creating cresent shapes.

He hit his high a second after you had. “fuck fuck fuck, im filling you up so good. Oh there’s so much” he claimed slowing down his hips until they stilled, still tightly pressed against you. He leaned down to place soft kisses to your lips as he rubbed small circles onto your stomach. He pulled away from you and sat back up, looking at where you two were connected.

“Shit there’s so much cum that its spilling out of you.” He then moved to pull out of you, slowly not wanting to hurt you. You looked away shyly from his words, making him smile at your cutness. “ its okay baby, dont be shy. Its just me right? I’ll take care of you.” Xiaojun went to grab some water and pain medication, knowing that you must be sore.

“Here drink this and take these okay? Im going to change the sheets now.” He said and left a kiss to your forehead as he went to change the sheets. “ how about we take a cool shower too , since we’re all sweaty and ill clean you up.” He suggested when he came back. “Come on, ill help you.” He said and started a cool shower for the both of you. After cleaning you off and then himself, he dried you both off, including your hair. “ thank you for taking care of me junnie” you smiled sleepily. “ anything for you. Lets go to sleep now. you’ll be more comfortable if you sleep naked, i will too okay?” He said as he brought you both to the clean, warm bedsheets tucking you both underneath.

He pulled you close to him and felt your breath slow down signaling that you were now sleeping. He smiled and kissed you one last time before he fell asleep aswell, looking foward to spending the next day with you.

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the-fiction-witch · 4 years ago

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Come On

REAL LIFE COUPLE TBS X READER RATING SMUT AF!!!!!!

I sighed having finished all my filming for today and luckily I had a day off tomorrow so I got my costume and my make up off heading to the little mini bus to take me back to the hotel, my bones aching and my head throbbing from the busy day.

"Hey you, good job today" a voice said making me look as someone else climbed in and sat beside me

"Hi Thomas" I smiled trying to hide my blush as I was still not used to being around him yet

"Hey, you tried?"

"Yeah"

"It never gets easier hun" he laughs "want one?" He Asks offering his little ciggerette box full of ones he has already rolled

"No thanks"

"Alright, you heading back for dinner?" He asks as the bus began heading off towards our hotel

"Yeah probably just going to eat in my room and get an early night"

"Awww your really that tried?" He laughs "hey how about you come down and have dinner with me?"

"No it's okay thanks Thomas"

"Alright, hey if you're really tried and you really ache after today, can I give you some advice?"

"Sure"

"Hot tub"

"What?"

"Most of not all hotels we stay in have hot tubs go down the spa and chill out after a long day, you can even sit in them with a nice glass of wine" he explained

"It's the spa and stuff closed this time of day?"

"If you ask them really nicely they'll open it up for you" he winked "I'd you want I could go down first and make them open it up for us"

"I'll think about it"

"Alright, well we both have a day off tomorrow anyway so, I'll see you around" he says as we stopped at the hotel he gave my cheek a kiss before getting out and going inside. I took my things and headed up to my hotel room having some dinner and watching tv my body did ache and I didn't feel like climbing into the little bath tub in my bathroom so I got my little bathing suit and a towel slipping on my little dress heading down to the spa, I heard the sounds of water inside so I went in even if the lights where off but the ones inside the pools and hot tub. Longers all around the room and the sound of the buseling bubbles going in the hot tub and I saw someone in there

"Ohh I'm sorry-" I began

"Ohh hey you" Thomas smiled at me

"Hi" I smiled blushing hard

"You coming in?" He asks

"Sure" I nodded slipping my dress off leaving it on one of the loungers with my towel, I felt eyes burning into my skin as I did. I went over his face illustrated from the lights in the water below the bubbles around his slender frame some fabric beside the tub I could only assume to be his shirt his hair a little wet on the tips where he clearly hadn't actually swam or anything yet. I climbed in across him him trying to put as much distance between us as I could my body relaxing instantly in the warm cosy bubbles. I could feel his eyes on me as I sat there relaxing

"Hey you… wanna come over here and adjust the bubbles or anything?" He suggested fiddling with the controls a little

"I'm good Thomas"

"You wanna… come over here and warm up a little?" He suggested

"I'm okay, thank you"

"Come on, just come over here you look so lonely over there" he says so I giggled a little and moved around to sit beside him and instantly I felt his arm wrap around me "there, that's better isn't it?" He smirked

"I guess so" I nodded still bright red

"Why are you so nervous around me?"

"I don't know,"

"I'm just a person y/n. No better or worse the you, you don't have to get all blushy and nervous around me" he explained "still I do think it's adorable" he smiled but before I could even process his words me moved tightening his arm around me and kissing my lips I instantly pulled back moving putting a little distance between us "what's wrong?" He asked seeming confused

"Mr Sangster you have a girlfriend!" I yelped still trying to move away but I noticed whenever I moved he moved gown we where in a circular hot tub it's not exactly like I had alot of places to run

"Well… my girlfriend isn't here" he smirked grabbing my waist and tickling me

"Noo Thomas stop" I managed to get out between my giggles from his tickling of my bare skin kicking my feet a little still trying to move away now mostly from his tickling but between his tickling just as I was about to say something else I felt his hand leave my waist and without a second between his hand pinched my butt "ahh! Thomas!" I yelled pushing him away and hiding up the other end of the hot tub

"Aww your adorable when you get all flustered" he smirked moving closer to me playing with my hair "come on, I just wanna have a little fun" he says sitting beside me and keeping an arm around me

"Like what?"

"Like maybe you could give me a hand with something" he says taking my hand giving it a kiss and moving it under the bubbles instantly I knew what was going on as he smirked at me and my hand met his stiff hard erection,

"You where naked in here!"

"No rule that says I can't be"

"What- what where you doing before I got here?"

"Humm what do you think I was doing?" He smirked gently moving his hand and my own "ummm you've been teasing me for a week. How am I meant to be expected to contain myself looking at you in a sexy little swimsuit" he smirked I moved my hand away but he pulled me tight against him "come on, why don't we have a little fun?" He smirked

"Like?"

"Like… how about you show me what you where up to last night?"

"What?"

"Late last night, when I was sat in bed listening to those… gasps and groans thought the wall" he smirked and I panicked "ohh come on like you don't listen to me?"

"No I uhh no I don't"

"You dirty little liar' he smirked I tried moving away but any time I did he grabbed me again grabbing my boobs, my butt anything he could get his hands on. Even if I kept pushing him off

"Hands too yourself" I told him

"Like your not begging for it?" He whispered pulling me tighly against him so I had no escape from him as he kissed down my neck leaving a hiki on my throat "go on then, get out? Go back to your room? Nothing stopping you?" He suggested "except of course that slutty little pussy begging to be fucked already" he smirked grabbing my pussy thought my swimsuit bottoms rubbing his thumb on my clit

"Thomas!" I said in shock

"What? Awww it's okay baby, I like how slutty and desperate your little pussy is" he smirked "so? You wanna sit on a jet till you cum or would you rather just bounce on my hard cock?" He growled

"Thomas I uhh I think I should go back-" I began trying to move away

"Ohh come on we where just starting to having fun" he smirked pulling me close again "how about if I do this?" He smirked and before I could react he had the top of my bikini in his hand I screamed and covered myself with my hands but that only made him look more as he held my bikini top moving away till he sat back in the edge again "you want it?" He smirked "then go get it baby" he winked throwing my top completely across the room

"Thomas give me my top back" I whine

"Why? You look so much more beautiful this way" he smirked pulling my hands away so he could see my bare breasts moving slightly from the bubbles "uughhhmmm so beautiful, maybe I should fuck these instead" he smirked grabbing my breasts tenderly fondling them in his hands, squeezing and groping them as he pulled me ever close to him till my breasts where against his chest "you've been teasing me so badly baby, come on. Let me fuck your cunt. I'll make you cum, I promise" he smirked "come on don't you crave me beautiful?" He whispered and I felt.my whole body shiver with those words "awww I felt your pussy react that time. You like what I talk dirty to you?" He smirked slapping my arse "now, get these off we can really have some fun" he smirked pulling my bikini bottoms and letting them go again causing them to snap on my butt

"Thomas I dont know" I blushed

"Aww come on, really? Your still shy? Even with your tits out? Alright fine. I can work with that" he smirked pushing my buttons off and throwing them in the general direction of my top and before I could say another word he forced himself inside me instantly I grabbed hold of him feeling him so big inside me stretching me out to his size "ummm so tight and wet baby. Maybe that's what you like? Not getting a choice? Having a big strong man do it all for you, so all my pretty baby's gonna do is look sexy and get pleasure?" He smirked "well don't scream too loud don't want someone to find us now so we?" He smirked holding my hips and moving me ontop of him as he lustfully kissed my lips to keep me quiet, I did my best not to screen but it was impossible he went from tip to hilt over and over giving me no second of rest, his speed mercilous like he didn't care about me at all, I was just a toy to be used, just a pussy for him to fuck to get his frustration out I was lost in my own little world feeling him inside me and him kissing me so attentively the warm bubbles around us the splashing of the water as I moved, when suddenly he bit my bottom lip and suddenly stopped his hips jerking in odd uncontrollable out of rythum ways burring himself deeper inside me then anyone had before, as I felt him fill me up and hold me tightly "fuck baby" he smirked gasping for breath "ummm your pussy feels so good, I wanna fuck it forever" he smirked rubbing in my clit "my little baby wanna cum too? Or should I make you wait till tomorrow night and fuck you all over again?" He suggested

"I'm okay" I nodded in shock and in exaughtion. I moved away and climbed out doing my best to hide myself grabbing my towel to wrap around me while I went looking in the dark spa for my bikini

"Hey? Baby?" Thomas asked making me turn to see him now stood not far from me completely naked making me turn away again "what a little help?"

"Sure you know where you threw it" I explain

"I did mean with your bikini baby" he smirked wrapping his arms around me I went to move away but he kept hold of my towel making me squeal as I moved away now completely naked infront of him "ummm you look even better out the water" he smirked forcing me down in one of the loungers to lay down in the reclined chair I went to move his hands away but he slapped them away getting on his knees and forcing my legs as open as they could go "uhhh fuck! Your pussy looks so beautiful" he growled before burring his head between my legs his hands keeping my legs apart and kissing my clit and pussy, his tongue rubbing all the spots that made me squeal experimenting a few times to see what made me scream more

"Uhh Thomas!" I gasped trying to push him away but he wouldn't have it any time I tried he would suck in my clit giving me no escape from the pleasure

"Come on baby. Cum for me" he growled between kisses

"Thomas stop please I'm gonna-" I begged

"Umm cum for me baby, cum against my face you horny sexy dirty little slut" he growled sucking hard in my clit as as he did my orgasum erupted out of me like a firework screaming loudly squirting and clamping my thighs around his head he moved back leaving me laid naked against the lounger covered in my own jucies and what had leaked from where he came inside me earlier my legs wide no strength to move them gasping for breath trying to calm down "ummm fuck it come here!" He growled getting on top of my body forcing himself inside again holding my thighs almost trying to wrap athens around himself but like he didn't even have time to do that, the second he was inside me his rappid mercilous pass began all over again and in my post orgasmic state it was sending me to another planet screaming, moaning, not caring who would hear us "ughhh fuck! Your so wet! Your dripping for me baby, come on, scream, cum around my cock you little slut," he smirked "let me cum inside your little whore of a cunt twice tonight" he smirked slapping my arse getting faster and faster which somehow tipped me into my second meer moment from my last

"aahhhh!! Thomas!" I screamed pulling him to kiss me, tightening myself around him which got him there too holding my thighs high to burry his cock as deep inside me as humanly possible filling me again so much the moment he pulled out half his second load leaked out onto the lounger

"Fuck… y/n your amazing baby" he smirked getting up fixing his hair a little and slipping his swimming trunks on "see you tomorrow y/n, your room" he winked "I wanna do that again" he smirked giving me a kiss before he took his things and went back to his hotel room.

Leaving me naked and exposed against the lounger covered in our jucies in my own little world my body in a whole other state of relaxed.

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arthurflecksgirl · 4 years ago

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Hi sweety!🥰 could you please develope a prompt where x reader goes to Arthur's apartment for a coffee (they're only friends maybe?) and then she forgot her sweater (🥺) by him. so the next day he goes to her apartment to bring the sweater back to her. And idk if you want to add some cuddles or a cold weather and a warm tea🥺🥺🥺 thank you so much

Oh sweetheart, your request warmed my heart and it was so much fun to write it. You know I have a weakness for sweater stories when it comes to our sweet Artie.Thank you so much. I really really hope you like it.

Pressing that elevator button felt different, knowing that you wouldnt go into your own apartment but ringing the bell on Arthur`s door. You knew each other since you moved into this building a few months ago but it took you weeks to finally make the first move and talk to him.

Arthur was a very shy man with intense eyes and a beautiful smile, which was hiding so much pain. You could tell from the way he was making jokes that he was sad. He was the kind of person who wanted to make others happy because he couldnt find happiness himself. Observing his loneliness made you sad. It hurt you to see that a wonderful man like him was all alone. Every since his mother was commited to Arkham state hospital he lived a lonely life in his dark apartment. Sometimes you could hear him laugh through the walls. It was a different kind of laughter, almost like he was in pain. One day he started laughing out of the blue and he handed this card to you, which said something about a condition. Maybe that was one of the reasons why he was too shy to interact with people. You have never seen him with someone else. Being his only friend felt special. Thats what you were. Friends. At least you thought so. Arthur never showed any kind of interest in being more than that. He was always very friendly, awkwardly shy and incredibly sad. Even when he was funny. Especially ehen he was funny.

You walked down the halls with a racing heart. You fell hard for this beautiful, sad soul. Just the thought of meeting up with him for a coffee made your knees weak. If only he knew if you were in love with him. But how could you vere tell him without risking his freindship? Maybe he prefered to be alone. Arthur always seemed like he could be scared away easily and you didnt wanted to. Just sitting beside him on his couch, feeling his presence was a gift. You could never risk to lose that.

Meeting up for a coffee after work was something you used to do pretty often now. Sometimes he would take you to the donut shop, even though he never ate one, but this time he invited you to come over to his place. Which felt so much more intimate.

You took a deep breath as you rang the doorbell.

"Coming" Arturs soft voice sounded like he was already smiling.

He opened the door. His brown curls matched his worn out chestnut sweater. A cigarette was tugged between his thin lips. He looked tired but his natural beauty was almost hurtful.

"Hi Y/N." his smile exposed his crooked tooth, which reminded you of how many nights you yearned for him to kiss you.

"Hey Arthur. I`m sorry I´m a bit late. I had to work longer today. "

"Its fine. I mean...I won`t go anywhere. I`m....here..." for a brief moment there was an awkward silence between the two of you. Then he turned around "Sit down...I mean....." he ran his fingers through his hair, appearently nervous ".....make yourself at home. I`ll make some coffee."

He headed into the kitchen while you sat down on the couch and took off your sweater.It was cold outside.Gotham city wasnt very pleasent during wintertime. The cold easily managed to get to your bones.

It was the 3rd time you every sat here. The fabric was old and faded, yellow and blue pillows decorated the corners. Along with flowery and green sheets. Everything smelled like him. The scent of passion and romance. You always imagined Arthur to be a very romantic lover. The thought of that made you blush while he came back from the kitchen to hand you a hot cup of coffee.

"I`m sorry I only have these self made Murray Franklin show cups to offer you. Kinda embarassing." He took a sip of his own cup which looked exactly like yours , except for the handwritten letters looking a bit more shaky.

You turned the cup in yor hands "I think thats pretty sweet actually. Making your own cups of your fave tv show".

Arthurs eyes pierced you while he took another sip. The color of his eyes was everything.

"Yeah?"

"Sure!"

"You`re the only one who thinks so" he lit himself another cig and took a deep drag. His eyelids fluttered for a second. Details. details everywhere. Arthur was like a museum of details.

"My mother thought it was stupid. She said it reminds her of the fact that we dont even have enough money to buy the real cup."

You gave him a serious look "No, I really think its a creative thing to do. You are a creative guy."

His face lighted up "You think i´m crative? "

"Sure. You do write your own jokes, right?"

"Mhhh hmmmm, yeah"

"See? Very creative."

"Maybe I am" Arthurs left leg started bouncing and you caught yourself thinking how nice it would be to place your hand on his knee and make it stop by calming him down. You imagined how the fabric of his blue pants would feel under your fingertips. Or his naked skin...

Arthur sat close beside you, yet not close enough for his knee or arm to touch yours. You thought about how you could possibly touch him by accident. Feeling the fabcric of his clothes or his bare skin stroking yours was all you could think about.

He put the cup back on the table and looked at you in a way he never did before. His eyes focused you without blinking. Like the shyness within him was gone for a brief moment. You tried to mirror his stare, but it was impossible to look into his eyes without fighting the urge to grab his face and kiss him. So you focused on the curl that was dancing in his neck instead. Not a good idea as well. Looking at this vulnerable part of his body only made you yearn for more.

You caught yourself looking away, which made you hate yourself. How could you possibly turn your head away when he was finally looking at you like that?

"You`re a party clown right?"

Arthur finally blinked "Yeah."

"I`d love to see some of your acts some day"

"I also do stand up comedy. Maybe you`ll come to Pogos when I perform next week?"

"Ohh Arthur, I would love that" and all of te sudden your hand was resting on his thigh. Arthurs muscles twitched under your soft touch. Like he wasnt used to being touched at all.

His smile said more than a thousand words "Wow, thats great news. I would love to see you in the audience. I will try to give my best performance for you. You know what Y/N? I´m gonna write a joke especially for you. Would you like that?"

Your hand was still on his leg. Touching him was magical. Like your hand was always supposed to be there. You nodded. Unable to say a word.

He looked at the back of yor hand like he couldnt belive that someone was actually resting his hand on him. You could tell from his eyes how touch starved he was.

All of the sudden Arthur got up. Your hand falling off his leg felt wrong.

"So I think I better work on that jokes now." he mumbled while he headed to his desk.

Right now? You felt the disappointment rising in your heart. He wanted you to leave?

"They better be good if you`re gonna be a part of the audience!" he added.

"Okay Arthur. It was nice to have a coffee with you. Im sure your new jokes will turn out incredibly funny.""

He smiled his sweetest smile while he grabbed the pen, looking like he was already about to concentrate.

"You know, I wrote this joke last night but I havent figured out the punchline yet. Punshlines are important. And facial expessions. I feel like I always get them wrong. And I have to look into peoples eyes more often."

"Sounds like a great plan, Arthur. "

"Thank you Y/N. I`m trying. I really do."

"I know"

"I want my stand ups to be good enough for the big clubs." he pressed his journal to his chest.

"I`m sure some day you will be well known. Everyone will know the name Arthur Fleck and think of a grea comedian".

You noticed his eyes watering as he walked you to the door "Even kids?"

"Sure?"

"That would be sweet"

You wrapped his arms around him as you said our goodbyes "So, I`ll see you next week at Pogos?" he asked.

"Definitely!"

Your hug felt a little too tight for being just friends and you hoped he didnt noticed.

It felt a little too long too, but you couldnt help but trying to get a nose full of the smell of his soft curls.

Arthur looked after you before he closed the door behind him.

You walked down the hallway to get to your own apartment and immediately missed him.

Twenty minutes later you found yourself lying on your bed, realizing that you forgot your sweater on his couch. Should you gt over and get it? You decited not to. He porobably was working on his jokes right now and you didnt wanted to bother him. So instead of visiting him one more time you just disappeared under the blanket and dreamed of him for the rest of the night.

The next day felt like a fever dream. Fantasizing about Arthurs lips and hands for the whole night left you with a strange feeling in your chest. Was it wrong to think of him that way? You thought about your sweater and how it was lying in Arthurs apartment for the whole night. You wondered if he left it lying on the couch and if he was still sleeping on the couch now that Penny was at the hospital? You couldnt concentrate while working at all. Your beautiful neighbor filled your mind with so many questions and daydreams. Daydreaming about him became something that helped you to get through the day. Just thinking of him chuckeling made you feel warm and fuzzy inside, like nothing could harm you anymore.

This man was magic.

And you wanted him so bad.

Somehow the day passed by like every day does and you found yourself alone in the bathroom, looking at the mirror, wondering if you were even his type of girl. You had no idea in what kinda girls he was into.

And just as you started wondering someone knocked at your door. Was it possible...?

You nervously hurried up to open it.

It was him.

Arthur was standing in front of you, holding your sweater in his hands.

"Hi Y/N. I dont know if you noticed but... you forgot your sweater yesterday and I didnt wanted to bother you and...."

"Ohhh Arthur. Thats so sweet of you. Yeah I noticed. Thank you."

You could swear that he was about to blush.

"You wanna come in?"

Arthur nodded while he stumbled through your door.

"Make yourself comfy, I am right back" you smiled as he sat down in the living room.

You disappeared in the bathroom, pressing your face into your sweater to see if it smelled differently. It did. There was a hint of Arthurs cologne on it. His flowery shampoo and the smell of smoke. Your sweater smelled like him.

You buried your face deeper into the fabric and breathed in.

It was your piece of clothing but it felt like it was his. Breathing in the scent that was so him was the most intimate moment of your entire life. Was that what it feels like to fall asleep in his arms? To cuddle with him on the couch while watching his fave comedy shows on the screen? Was that what he smelled like under his clothes? His bare skin? Was that the scent that would surrowd you while making love to him?

Your thoughts went all over the place while you rubbed the fabric against your blushing cheeks.

"Y/N? Are you okay?"

Arthurs voice woke you from your daydreams "Oh, yeah sure. Just got to use the bathroom. I´ll be right back"

"Okay! "

A minute later you sat beside him on the couch, the sweater still in your hands.

Arthur stared at it. His hands lay on his lap while he played with his own fingers.

"I have to admit something" he said "It`s so embarrassing. I dont even know how to tell you...."

"You can tell me anything, Arthur"

"There is a stain on your sweater now. It was me. I`m so sorry. I ruined it. Its face paint. I still got it on my fingers after I cleaned my brushes. " he showed you the spots where he stained it.

Traces of him.

This somehow made you very emotional.

Its was his sweater now.

Through and through.

"Thats okay, Arthur. Dont worry. I dont mind."

"Really?" he seemed surprised.

"I dont mind at all !"

He shrug "Well there is another thing.... after I noticed you forgot your sweater on my couch... there was a reason I didnt came over to hand it to you last night. Its so embarrassing, oh my god..."

You giggled "Okay? Why didnt you?"

"I....put it on" Arthur buried his face in his hands "Sorry, dont hate me. Please. I put your sweater on and I slept in it." His legs started to bounce.

You coudlnt belive what you just heard. That was the cutest thing you could have imagined.

"Arthur,really? You slept in my sweater?"

He exposed his face.

"I know...I know....its...I`m sorry. Now you must think I`m a total freak or a stalker or something." He looked down on the floor, way too shy to look you in the eyes while he started to bite his nails.

"Actually I think thats pretty cute." you chuckled. The blood was rushing to your face. This man really got under your skin.

"What? Are...are you serious? You´re not mad at me? You dont think i´m a freak?"

"I could never think you`re a freak. I´m glad you told me. Now I`m going to tell you something much more embarrassing, okay? So you see that you are not the only one."

Arthur gave you an insecure look "Okay?"

"When I was at the bathroom before, I sniffed my sweater because I hoped it would smell like your apartment."

"I`m sorry if it smells like smoke now."

"Noooo not because of that! I wanted it to smell like... you!"

Arthurs eyes filled with love "You mean...."

You nodded as your eyes watered "I`m in love with you ever since I saw you for the first time. I just didnt knew how to tell you."

Arthur fell into your arms "Me too Y/N. Oh god.....me,too."

You pulled him closer. You never noticed how tiney he was in your arms. How fragile.

"Why havent you told me?" you asked him, while his face was buried in your neck.

"I didnt wanted to boter you. People often feel bothered by me. They think I`m weird. I was glad you even talked to me. Those short coffee breaks meant the world to me."

"Artie, this is just....I`m speechless."

He chuckled, now facing you "You just called me Artie".

"I know. Thats what I called you in my head all the time".

"I could get used to that" he smirked, which made his lip scar show even more intense.

"I cold call you Artie all night if you want to stay. " you whispered into his ear.

"I would love to. I mean its cold outside and some cuddles and warm tea would be nice..."

"Or some kisses" you added.

"Or some kisses....." Arthur turned his face to the left and put your face between his gentle hands.

His lips on yours felt even better than in your fantasy.

His taste filling your mouth was all you ever wanted.

And as you both fell into the pillows you buried your face into his curls and took a deep breath of Arthur Fleck.

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He’ll find Another

JJ Maybank x (kook) reader

PART 2

(Part 1)

“God, I forgot how much I hate going out with you,” your friend Scarlett says, only half joking, from across the table.

“Come on! I thought it would be fun, and I still need a dress for Midsummers,” you offer, she loved shopping.

To please your tempered father, you started dividing your life between kooks and pogues.

Now, you were eating lunch at the Wreak, with Scarlett, your only full kook friend.

“I’m not talking about that,” she says bitterly, “I’m talking about how every time we’re in public, every guy freaking drops their jaws at the sight of you,”

You give her a confused look, “Um...I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you reply honestly.

Without breaking eye contact she points her fingers in three different directions, all to tables with teenage boys.

One was a table of kooks, Topper was there, watching you like a hawk, your stomach dropped.

Another was some tourons, random boys with sunscreen visible on their faces and dark shades.

And finally the pogues, Kie serving them, and JJ winking and waving at you.

You blushed, looking down.

“I wish I was you,” Scarlett sighs, “but seriously though, can you do me one favor?” She says, batting her eyelashes.

“Sure, anything,” you smile, kindly.

“Can you pleeeease lay off Topper, I’m totally into him,” she gushes, “and I know you guys have a ‘thing’,”

“Oh trust me, that ship has sailed,” you assure and she giggles.

You find yourself staring at JJ, Pope and him were bickering, throwing fries at eachother.

Scarlett noticed your fascination, “Does Y/N Y/L/N have a crush? Oh come on, I’ve caught you and that blonde guy staring at eachother on and off this whole time,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Shut up!” You demand, taking a bite of your sandwich.

“Go talk to him, he’s cute!” She says. Kicking your chair.

“No, I-I can’t just..go up to him,” you say shyly.

“Girl, you’ve got game, don’t even worry,” she says pushing you again.

“No, I can’t...” you say, you haven’t figured out a way to talk to your dad yet, he was still jobless, would he be mad at you.

“He’s practically waving you over,” she convinces.

You weren’t planning on it, but then you noticed Topper and Kelce approaching your table.

“Shit, Topper’s coming,” you mutter.

“Really?” Scarlett says excitedly.

“I will leave you two to get to know eachother,” you say standing up.

“Hello Ladies,” Kelce says, but you quickly stand up and head for Kie’s table.

Suddenly, a harsh hand wraps around your arm and pulls you close, you collide with a gingham clothed chest, “where do you think your going, babe,” Topper says.

You scoffed at the nickname, “let go of me Topper,” you demand.

“Oh so, you can order me around, but I can’t help you stay away from dirty pogues?” Topper says.

“Let me go!” You say, shouting now.

“Don’t-dont make a scene, baby,” he says again.

What is with that? We’re not and have never been dating.

“I’m not the one..making a scene,” you say, continuing to pull your arm.

“Let her go,” JJ’s voice arises, you look behind Topper to see JJ, he was looking angry, and John B was behind him, trying to convince him out of a fight.

You knew how this would go down, and Kie wouldn’t forgive you if you started a flight in her Dad’s reputable restaurant.

“Topper, please. I don’t want to start anything,” you plead.

“Fine, then go home with me,” Topper orders.

“What-No. I can’t just leave Scarlett,” you rebuke.

His grip tightens on your arm and you wince, “This attitude you got...it’s really a huge turn off Y/n,” Topper says, but before you could respond, JJ’s fist had collided with Topper’s jaw.

Topper was sent backwards, you caught him and stepped in front of him, attempting to block him from throwing the next punch.

He quickly shoved you aside, your rib colliding with the side of the table delivering a future bruise.

Topper swings at JJ, not missing his eye.

You collect yourself and grab Toppers shirt, yanking him back.

“Can you stop being so damn immature! Walk out of here, now,” you demand, harshly.

Topper whiles his bloody nose, “Ohh okay slut. Wonder what Jason’s going to say when I tell him you’re banging a pogue,”

With that, Topper and his crew exit the restaurant.

Scarlett leaves with them, giving you a dirty look. Shit, I am a horrible friend to her.

You groan as tears escape your eyes attempting to turn into a sob.

You turn away from JJ, so no one can see your tears.

“Is that like his only insult,” Kie says.

Without looking at them you run off, not knowing JJ is after you.

“Y/n!” He calls.

You ignore him.

“Hey, hold up!” He stops you and you continue to look away.

“Look at me,” he says softly.

You sniffle, rolling your eyes at how pathetic you seemed.

He finally notices your tears.

“Am I really a slut?” You ask, connecting all kinds of non existent dots.

“No.” JJ says bluntly.

Then, JJ places a hand on your shoulder, “Topper is a dick,”

“You wanna get out of here? Or I can take you home,” JJ offers.

You smiled, and pulled him into a hug, “yeah. Thankyou for sticking up for me. Surfing?” You ask.

“Hell yeah,”

—

When you pull up the driveway, your mood changes at the sight of your house, this meant no more adventure, just discipline and fake friends.

You ran a hand through your salty hair, some sand shaking out of it.

JJ laughed, “We don’t have all day, Y/n,”

“Um, yeah...” you say, nervously, playing with your fingers.

You notice that he notices your reaction, not wanting him to question you, you jump out of the car and head down the pathway.

“Y/n...” JJ says now approaching you.

“It’s fine, JJ. I can walk by myself,” you chuckle, playing it off.

“Are you worried about your brother?” He starts a conversation.

“I don’t know...honestly I’m more worried about my dad. You should go before he catches us,”

“Catch us...taking? I don’t see wha-“ he stops himself when he sees you beginning to cry.

You rubbed your tears aggressively, “fuck. I’m sorry. I’m just...” you paused, “scared,”

He runs a hand through his hair.

“Bye JJ,” you say, then turn towards the porch.

“Wait! You don’t have to stay here,” he offers.

You scoff, “where else-“

“Y/n!!” Jason’s voice suddenly calls, “step away from her, pogue,” Jason spits, now barely 3 feet away from us.

You immediately try to assure him, “Jason, please. Whatever Topper told you-“

“Oh Topper told me everything,” Jason seethes.

You hadn’t noticed that Topper was also there, standing behind him.

“Oh god,” you mumble.

“You gonna hit my fist with your face again, Top?” JJ chuckles.

“Who the fuck are you!?” Jason advances at JJ, grabbing the collar of his shirt.

“Jason, let go of him! Topper is lying! He’s just jealous,” you try to explain.

Topper grabs your face and forces your eyes into his, “when are you going to get it?,” Topper says, brushing your hair off your face.

“JJ, please don’t fight him,” you say, pulling away from Topper.

You grab JJ’s bicep and pull him towards the van.

“Hey! I’m not done with you, bastard,” Jason calls after the both of you.

JJ looks at you sadly, “I’m sorry you have to deal with them,”

“It’s-I dont... what do I do?” You ask hopelessly.

“Come on, you can crash at the Chateau, John B’s place,” JJ, says, gesturing you back into the van.

“Are you sure he would let me?” You ask, as he starts to drive towards the cut.

“Yeah! He likes you,” he winks.

Your mind wandered.

Then you all finally arrived at the chateau, JJ helping you out of the car.

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