#and now any time u see me or hear my voice u stare but refuse to speak to me 😹😹😹

[scrollonso]

ok get out of my fucking face

[bruisedboys]

drunk remus will forever be my kryptonite. like imagine him just rambling about everything and then he sees you and is like "ohmygodyouresopretty"

hannah oh em gee. drunk lovesick remus is my everything. I love u for this

summary: remus is drunk and whipped

gn!reader 0.5k words

You walk Remus to the bathroom partly because he’s so drunk he can barely walk in a straight line, and partly because you’re just as clingy as he is right now and you’re not even drunk.

Your arm is braced around his lower back as you lead him down the carpeted hallway. He’s rambling about all sorts of nonsense, and you can’t say you completely understand or even catch a single intelligible word. But it’s nice to listen to his voice. Even if it’s all slurred and sticky.

When you stop at the bathroom door, Remus is not paying attention where he’s going and tries to keep walking. You snag his wrist and pull him back.

“Remus,” you say, trying desperately not to laugh. “Bathroom’s back here, love.”

Remus staggers backwards into your side. His eyes zero in on the bathroom door and then he blinks. “Oh.”

You snort but cover it up with a fake cough. And anyway, Remus is too inebriated to hear you having a laugh at him. He twists the arm that you’ve got in your hand to grab your hand with his instead. Then he pushes the bathroom door open and tries to pull you with him.

“Remus, what are you doing?” You giggle, planting your feet firmly on the threshold and refusing to let him pull you any further.

Remus turns, a blunt, almost impatient look on his face. “I’m going to the bathroom, dove. What does it look like?”

You snort. This time you don’t even bother hiding it. “I’m not coming with you, Remus.”

Remus looks at you like you’re crazy. “What?”

You shake your head at him, very amused and very looking forward to teasing him for this for the rest of his life. “What, d’you want me to hold it?” You ask, incredulous. “I’m not coming.”

Remus pouts at you. “Baby,” he whines.

You hold your ground, even though he looks awfully cute when he’s pouting like that. “Baby,” you mock.

Remus scowls. “Fine then,” he says moodily. You know he’s not actually angry but he’s a damn good actor, even when drunk. He drops your hand and disappears into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

You don’t have to wait long for him to finish. A few minutes pass and then the door opens and Remus appears again. Looking far less sullen, like he’s forgotten all about your refusal to join him in the bathroom.

“Hi,” you say, grinning.

Remus stands there with his hand on the doorknob and a halo of light around his head and blinks. Stares at you hard. Then blinks again.

“Spare me,” he murmurs.

You’re alarmed, to say the least. “What?” you giggle, “Remus, what are you talking about?”

“I swear you’ve gotten prettier since two minutes ago,” he says, and he sounds genuinely boggled. Flabbergasted. “How is that possible? Are you kidding me?”

He takes your face in his big hands and stares at you intensely. He pulls your face so close to his he could kiss you. Looks at you with big wide eyes and parted lips.

“You’re sick,” he says eventually, after a lifetime of his eyes travelling all over your face. “Why would you do this to me?”

You giggle. Your chest feels tight though you won’t tell him that. “I didn’t do anything, Remus.”

Remus huffs. “Sure you didn’t,” he says, all sarcasm. “You’re—“

You kiss him to shut him up. Purely to make him stop talking, of course, and not because his doting is making your face burn.

-

[lovegalor333]

lord please save her for me

paige bueckers x fem oc

hello! welcome to my new fic, i hope u like it! please let me know what y’all think, i have each chapter planned out but i’m not sure when i’ll update again. probably soon lmao 💋👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🪽🌟

chapter one:

leni knew the first time she saw paige again it would feel like a kick in the stomach but to say she felt winded was an understatement. the sight in front of her had her breath stuck in her throat, heart beating out of her chest and her head spinning, she had to rest on the wall to balance herself. it wasn’t out of character for paige to be here. it was frat party at the beginning of the semester. paige was almost guaranteed to be here. but leni would have betted her life that the blonde would’ve come with her friends not the red head, wearing barely any clothes that was latched onto her arm currently.

“you good babe?” leni’s girlfriend, riley asks from beside her. she reached out a hand to rest on lenis back but the curly haired girl shrugged her off, “im fine. just feeling hot. can you get me some water?” leni asks in hopes to have a moment alone with her thoughts to process what she just saw. paige with a girl that wasn’t her. her paige with a girl that looked nothing like her.

despite having a girlfriend herself, leni was far from a hypocrite. a year ago leni was bearing her heart, all but begging paige to turn thier friends with benefits deal into something more serious. they already spent evenings laid together in bed. weekends walking around target or studying together. off days lounging around each others apartments. they were only fucking each other too. what would a title change? apparently a lot to paige.

leni tried for days but paige could not be swayed, shaking her head and furrowing her brow each time leni brought up the idea of them being girlfriends.

“i just don’t do that kind of thing len.”

“what we have right now is good. why change it?”

“i’m focused on basketball, i don’t need distractions.”

leni reached her breaking point, telling paige it was either they make it official or they never see each other again. she couldn’t continue in ‘will they, won’t they’ cycle. leni had caught feelings for paige. feelings so deep she wanted to shout it from the rooftops and it felt like her entire world crashed down when paige said it was best if they didn’t see each other again.

leni cried for days on end. buried under her duvet, waiting and wishing for paige to call or text and say she was wrong. to say she cared for leni they way leni cared for her. but no call or text came and eventually leni had to pick herself up and dust herself off. life doesn’t end when a blue eyed girl breaks your heart.

paige saw leni as soon as she walked in. of course she did. paige would spot leni in a sea of a thousand people. her bouncy curls, longer than the last time paige saw them, her brown skin, still showing the remnants of summer, her dark brown eyes, deep as ever as they flitted around the room. paige also saw the blonde girl next to leni, the way her hand touched her back, the way her lips pressed to lenis temple. paige wanted to punch that girl right in the face.

“where are you going?” camilla, paiges girlfriend asks as paige begins to walk away from her, “just to find a toilet. i won’t be long.” paige lies and she hurries off before camilla can say anything in response. paige wasn’t going to find a toilet. paige was going to find leni and she knew exactly where she would be.

“let me guess. you needed some fresh air.” hearing paiges voice made lenis hairs stand on end. she hadn’t heard that raspy drawl in so long she had forgotten what it sounded like. “you never did like parties.” paige says standing next to leni on the front porch. leni refused to look at paige, staring straight ahead, she focused on a street lamp in the distance that flickered. “i still don’t.” she says and in her head, her voice was strong and brave but her lips betrayed her and her words came out shaky and low.

“why are you here then?” paige asks, ever the curious girl. “i came with my g- a fri-” leni couldn’t bring herself to say the word girlfriend to paige. it was stuck in her throat threatening to choke her. “your girlfriend. you can say it len. you came with your girlfriend.”

“yeah. i did. i came with my girlfriend. looks like you did too. never knew red heads were your thing.” leni all but spits at paige, finally building the courage to look at her. and when she does, the past twelve months of healing and moving on completely unravel and leni feels as though she about to faint.

paige looks the same but simultaneously so different. her hair is still blonde but it’s shorter and a lot brighter, like she’s just had highlights. her skin looks smoother, in fact she’s glowing. leni was sure she’d grown a few inches too, paige was always taller than her but not this much taller. and as bad as leni was trying not to look, it was clear paige had been in the gym. the crop top she wore exposed her toned stomach and muscular arms and leni’s heart rate quickened as memories of those very arms being wrapped around her not so long ago flashed in her mind.

“are blondes your thing or just girls that look like me?” paige retorts and leni scoffs, “get your head out of your ass paige. girls that don’t treat me like i’m nothing is my thing.” paige feels limp as leni says that, did she really make leni think she was nothing?

paige had a difficult time with relationships. she branded herself as ‘not a relationship girl’, blaming her focus on basketball as the reason but paige knew that was bullshit. paige wanted nothing more than to have a girl in the stands cheering for her, to come home after practice and her bedroom not be empty but growing up all paige knew was turbulent relationships and broken homes and she vowed to never hurt someone the way she watched her parents hurt each other. and the only way she knew how to do that was to avoid relationships altogether.

“you weren’t nothing to me, len.” paige defends herself but it feels pointless, lenis feelings were written on her face, she always found it hard to mask her emotions and nothing had changed.

“i’m sorry. what i did wasn’t fair. i was stupid, so fucking stupid. letting you go-” leni couldn’t hear this. not here, not now. not ever actually. leni had gone through hell and back trying to get over paige, just ask her friends who had hugged her while she sobbed, forced her eat when she refused, literally picked her up off the floor multiple nights in a row after she drank enough wine to make her forget paige ever existed.

“paige, stop. this conversation is futile and one year too late.” leni holds her hand up to stop paige from saying anymore. to stop her from saying the words she was begging to hear last year.

“i’ve changed len. i promise. i tried so hard, i worked so hard to change for you. i want to show you that.”

“have you lost your fucking mind? i have a girlfriend paige and so do you. i’m happy. someone loves me, cares for me and it’s not a secret. it’s not behind closed doors. i’m someone’s girlfriend and they’re proud of that. and it’s fucked up of you to say all this stuff now, all this time later. i wasn’t enough for you and that ripped my fucking heart to pieces!”

“you were enough. you are enough. i was just blind and scared.”

leni was fighting the tears that threatened to spill, she didn’t want to cry in front of paige, give her the satisfaction of knowing she still affected leni.

paige couldn’t bare to see leni cry, the way her eyes glossed over and nose turned red, the way her lip quivered made paiges heart pang with guilt because after all, she was the reason leni was crying. “please don’t cry. i meant what i said. i really am sorry. and i know it’s complicated but i couldn’t not tell you this. i couldn’t not at least try it would feel like i’m robbing us of a chance.”

leni has averted her gaze again, there was something about holding eye contact with paige that felt like two hands around her neck squeezing every last breath out of her. it was suffocating and all consuming. when she was around paige, leni didn’t feel like she was in the same realm as everyone else, she felt transported to somewhere far away but she had to bring herself back down to earth before she did or said something she regretted.

“a year ago you looked me in my eyes and said it would be for the best if we never saw each other again and you were right paige. i shouldn’t have come to this stupid party and you shouldn’t have followed me out here. from now on, we go back to how it was before. you don’t know me. i don’t know you.”

“but i do know you len and you know me. so well.” paige does what she’s been dying to do since stepping outside with leni and she reaches out and touches her cheek. wiping a stray tear but her hand lingers and lenis eyes flutter closed at the feeling of paige. a feeling she’s craved for so long now, a feeling she’s dreamt about experiencing again.

paige has always felt a magnetic pull towards leni. the first time she met her, she was intrigued. she wanted to know more about the dark, curly haired girl. they sat for hours the first time they spoke then they ended up in paiges bed and paige got her wish of knowing more about leni. she knew leni so well it was as if she’d studied her. she knew what made her tick, how push her buttons, how to make her feel good. paige could read leni like a book, answering her questions before leni even asked them. that’s not what scared paige though. she knew she could control her feelings. what scared paige was the fact leni knew her in the same way. if paige bueckers was a book, leni had every word committed to memory.

leni placed her hand over paiges, still cupping her face, “paige, i can’t-” she begins to speak but paige cuts her off. “tell me you love her more than me. tell me what you have feels realer than what we had. tell me that and i’ll leave you alone.”

leni couldn’t say that. she couldn’t say any of it because it wasn’t true. she’s never loved anyone the way she loves paige and she doubts she ever will. but leni needed to protect herself. paige hurt her and leni couldn’t cope with that again and she had no reason to believe paige when she said she’d changed.

“don’t do that.” leni says looking at paige, her eyes as blue as ever, round and soft, pulling leni in. “don’t make this my decision. you walked away from me.”

“and it was the biggest mistake of my life.” paige says, eyes flicking down to lenis lips. she wanted to kiss her so bad. push her up against the wall, press her body into hers, one hand on her hip, the other in her hair. she wanted their lips to be on each other’s, she wanted to taste lenis cherry lip balm, tongues moving in sync as they meshed into one being.

“a mistake you’ll have to live with. i care about myself too much to risk being destroyed by the whirlwind that comes along with you paige.” lenis voice breaks as she turns away from paige as much as she believed paige was the reason they never worked out, she couldn’t help but feel like she walking away from what she’s always wanted.

“leni please-” paiges voice also faltered as she tried to pull leni back but the girl was strong and determined, “goodbye, paige.”

leni had no time to ruminate over the conversation and just about managed to wipe her tear stained cheeks before riley appeared in front of her.

“there you are! i got your water. who were you talking to out there?”

“no one. no one at all. let’s go dance.” leni says, plastering the fakest of smiles on her face. she didn’t worry that riley would notice because riley rarely noticed anything.

leni spent the rest of the night knocking back drinks and willing herself to stop glancing at paige but it was near impossible. the six foot, one hundred and sixty pound girl was alluring to say the least and with her also staring back, leni was beginning to lose composure.

“kiss me.” leni asserts, grabbing on to rileys shirt collar, pulling her down. riley looks confused but she would never deny kissing her beautiful girlfriend so she presses their lips together, leni deepens the kiss, her tongue slipping into rileys mouth but it’s not right. it doesn’t feel right. it’s not paige. and that makes leni feel sick. she’ll never kiss paige again and she’ll search for her in every girl but it’ll be pointless because no one could compare. no one could even come close.

now breathless from a phoney, drunken make out session that left nothing but the sour taste of beer in her mouth, leni pulls away from riley but her eyes immediately go to where paige was stood just minutes ago. but the athlete is gone. the only sign of her once being there was her girlfriend, now left holding two drinks. “i’m going to the bathroom.” leni mumbles and she slips away from riley, leaving her too, with a drink in each hand.

the multiple drinks leni had consumed in quick succession were catching up to her and her body swayed as she walked around the frat house looking for paige. she swung open random doors, bursting in on one too many explicit activities that she wish she never saw. “sorry, my bad.” she muttered quickly closing another door. she continued her search and by the time she reached the end of the hall, with no sign of paige, she actually needed to pee.

the bathroom was occupied but leni couldn’t wait, she knocked on the door over and over, “if you’re in there fucking, get out! i’m about to piss my pants!” she shouted over the music and she heard the lock click before the door slowly opened, “you never were very patient.” paige emerged from the bathroom and leni felt like this was fate. “i was looking for you.” she slurred, glancing up at paige. “you were?” leni nods, her eyes are glassy from intoxication, “i hate you for hurting me.” leni mutters but her actions do not resemble hate, they are needy and frantic as she pushes paige backwards into the bathroom, knocking the door closed with her foot.

“you hate me?” paige asks, hearing those words hurt but feeling lenis touch on her chest as she shoved her against the wall overrode any of that. “uh huh.” leni nods again, her hand now travelling down paiges chest and gripping her waist. “how much do you hate me?” paige tucks a piece of lenis hair behind her ear and leni leans into the touch, “so fucking much.” lenis breathing is ragged now as she pushes herself against paige, the craving she had for this woman was carnal and she doesn’t know how she managed to stay away from her for an entire year.

“you know im sorry. im different now len. hurting you is my biggest regret.” paige caresses lenis cheek, rubbing her thumb in small circles, she missed the feeling of her soft skin under her fingertips, “and this might just be mine.” leni says as she stands on her tiptoes to reach paige, crashing their lips together for the first time in over three hundred and sixty five days.

the kiss is sloppy and heated and influenced by the copious amounts of alcohol both girls had in their systems. paiges hands found lenis waist and she moaned into her mouth as her fingers explored every dip and curve on her body. leni felt like she was drowning and paige was air, she needed as much as she could get, nipping at paiges bottom lip before slipping her tongue into her mouth, saliva mixing to create the concoction that both girls missed so much.

“leni, are you in there?” there was a knock at the door and the voice of riley made leni jump away from paige, “it’s riley.” she whispered, eyes wide, “just be quiet.” paige whispered back. “leni?” rileys voice called out again and leni was violently brought back down to earth.

what the hell was she doing? in a frat house bathroom with her ex friend with benefits, kissing her when she had a girlfriend. when they both had girlfriends. this wasn’t leni. it wasn’t who she was and she wouldn’t hurt someone. she wouldn’t allow herself to.

“no. this was a mistake. we’re drunk.” leni fixed her appearance in the mirror, smoothing down her tossled curls that paige had messed up, wiping the smudged lip liner from her cupids bow and re-adjusting her shirt that had been pulled down exposing the lace of her bra.

paige watched her silently, blue eyes several shades darker as they glared into the mirror at lenis reflection. leni caught her gaze and for a split second she considered listening to paige and staying silent but riley called out her name again, “im coming!” leni responded and without so much as a glance at paige she unlocked the bathroom door and closed it tight behind her. leaving paige alone and confused, wondering what the fuck just happened.

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story info

[blackhairedjjun]

honesty - c.yj

pairing: choi yeonjun x gn reader | genre / tropes: angst, open ending, non-idol au, best friends to (potential?) lovers | word count: 818 | warnings: profanity, arguing, reader has a toxic ex, implied infidelity (from the ex not yj)

part of my 300 followers event (event masterlist)

prompt - HEAT: while engaged in a passionate argument with one another, sender, in the heat of the moment, blurts out “i love you!” to the receiver. think of like, that glorious trope where people have a huge argument and then suddenly sb drops the mic with “because i’m in love with you!” and silences the other person. u know the trope! (requested by anon - "maybe with a bf2lovers au ?")

author's notes: hi anon! tbh it took me a while to write this since i already did the heat prompt with a different member and i didn't want it to be too similar lol. the ending is more maybe-lovers than outright lovers, but i hope you still like it! <3

despite the calm of the river next to you and yeonjun, your circumstances are anything but. you tried to keep your voice low at first, but your emotions run so high that you’ve given up; you care little about the other people staring at you as they stroll past.

“for fuck’s sake, yeonjun!” you yell. “you’re my friend, not my dad!”

“and aren’t friends supposed to look out for each other?!” your best friend grips his hair in his hands as if to pull it out, then lets go. “i’m telling you to stop hoping for him to come back! he doesn’t fucking care!”

“shut up! you don’t know him like i do!”

“i know he broke your heart so bad that you locked yourself up for a week, and that’s enough!” yeonjun takes a few steps toward you, but you step back.

what was supposed to be a calm afternoon stroll with your best friend has now turned into an argument once you brought up the topic of dating your ex again. you open your mouth to speak, then press your lips together. a cool wind blows from behind you; in your silence you hear a young couple laughing by the riverside, and you envy them.

you know that yeonjun is right, but you refuse to give him the point.

“ he destroyed you, y/n. and now he’s pleading for you back when he’s been kissing others?! don’t you know any better than that?!”

“i do! so why don’t you trust me on this?! why don’t you believe me when i say he’s changed? you keep seeing him as the bad guy!”

“and why don’t you trust me?!” yeonjun’s own voice gets louder with each word, oblivious to the stares of others. “i’m not making it up when i say i’ve heard him flirting with girls, i’ve seen him make out with them at parties. i’m trying to protect you from more heartbreak!”

he sucks in a breath and his voice shifts from loud to trembling. again he steps towards you, but you don’t move away. you look down at your hands to avoid his gaze and find them shaking.

“he’ll break you all over again,” he says. “and i can’t let that happen to you again... i couldn’t stand it the first time.”

a voice in your head tells you that he’s not lying; your best friend has no reason to. you ignore it and root your feet to the ground. “and that’s none of your fucking business, yeonjun. just let me make this choice for myself! i don’t need you trying to tell me what to feel. why do you care so much, huh? why are you trying to control how i feel?!”

“because i一 y/n, you can’t be serious一”

“i am serious! why the hell do you care so much about this damn guy?!”

“because i’m in love with you!”

yeonjun’s eyes widen as he realizes what he just said and he takes a few steps back. you’re frozen to your spot, but you no longer feel rooted. instead you feel brittle, as if a single touch could send you crumbling. every nerve in your body feels primed to fall apart.

“shit, i never should have said that. god, i am so sor一”

“yeonjun...”

his name is barely a whisper from your mouth. you swallow hard, unsure what to say. you can do nothing more but stare at your best friend: the one you’ve told everything to, the one you trusted more than anything else, the one who held you in his arms when you cried after your ex broke your heart. the realization that he’s loved you all this time starts to sink in.

there’s an ache in his eyes now, one so strong that you look away. you take a deep breath and hold yourself together long enough to collect your thoughts.

“i am so sorry, y/n.” his voice breaks and you know he’s on the verge of tears. “i shouldn’t have said一”

“no, jjun.” his nickname weighs down on your tongue. “i... i just...”

you can see yeonjun’s shadow growing closer to yours. with one hand he reaches out for yours, trembling still; with the other he gently lifts your chin up to look at him. his eyes shine with tears, but the ache in them has lessened a bit.

you step forward and he collapses into you. you catch him as he stumbles forward, your arms finding his waist and his head buried in your neck. you hold him gently as you can, as if carrying a fragile treasure; his body shakes ever so slightly as he starts to cry and his tears wet your skin.

when you speak, your words are quiet and carefully chosen.

“i ran away from you, jjun. that’s why i tried to date him again... because i thought you’d never love me back.”

[biblio-smia]

The prompt from list 1 w/ mike Schmidt? The print where it says “what can I do to help?”

Maybe reader has her menstrual cycle and she doesn’t want to tell him because she’s embarrassed?

here u go!! enjoy <3 | part of v’s 800 follower celebration!

mike stands beside you at the edge of the bed, hovering over you protectively like an angel. it's clear something is wrong by the way you refuse to get up, your knees tightly curled up to your chest, and the frown that won't disappear from your face. mike is forced to play detective, seeing as you decline to tell him exactly what's going on.

"what can i do to help?" mike asks sweetly. you turn to look at him; his demeanor is gentle, his eyes are full of concern.

you groan. "go away." you roll back over, taking the blanket and pulling it over your head.

"well, at least you're not sick," you hear mike's slightly muted voice say from outside the little cocoon you hide in. a few moments of suspicious silence pass before you feel the spot beside you sink down with mike's weight. you feel him shift beside you, sure that if you stick your head out you'll see him staring at you.

well, you need more air anyway.

you pull the blanket down partially - and as suspected, you're face-to-face with mike. it's quiet, but while mike may struggle to find the right words to say, he wastes no time with the gentle touches. his hand finds your shoulder (only struggling a little), rubbing up and down your arm softly.

"will you tell me what's wrong?" mike's voice is sweeter than sugar when he speaks, not too loud in case your head hurts.

you move, but you move closer and when you groan, it's into mike's chest. the warmth he radiates doubles as comfort, bringing some relief to your body as you cling to him.

"nothing," you insist quite unconvincingly, burrowing your head deeper into mike.

but mike doesn't push. he only digs his way underneath the blanket with you, hands on your back soothingly. he's desperately hoping you'll fess up soon because he's running out of options.

you groan again, fingers messing with a loose thread on mike's shirt as you try to avoid looking at him.

"my uterus is bleeding," you finally admit, looking incredibly deflated.

mike holds back any relief from showing on his face, glad it's just that (he seriously feared you were going to tell him you were breaking up with him) though he currently would not dare to express this to your face. maybe next week.

"okay," mike nods, giving a quick press of his lips to your forehead. "that's fine. that's fixable. well - not fixable, but we can make it better."

you're quiet, still messing with mike's shirt. your fingers ball up some of the fabric as you manage the strength to look up at mike. "we?"

"we," mike nods in confirmation. he doesn't mind expressing the relief he feels when your expression of despair finally cracks with a smile. mike pulls you closer and adjusts until he hears a pleased sigh from your lips.

he holds you there for a few moments, transferring you the warmth from his hands and his chest. mike's fingers draw small patterns on your exposed skin, acting as an all-encompassing, at-your-service heating pad.

mike doesn't mind the new job, enjoying the proximity he keeps to you and pleased to know he's able to do something that makes you feel better. mike notices your eyes beginning to close, glad you're able to get some more rest.

"now will you tell me what you need?" mike asks before you can fall to sleep, wanting to be prepared by the time you wake up.

you groan so softly it's more like a hum, sending small vibrations through mike. "it's a whole list," you complain.

"i'll get everything on it and more."

mike feels your smile against his skin.

[tkaulitzlvr]

hii! this request is based off of ur last one but can u pls do one where reader and tom are at a club or whatever and yn is the one getting rlly drunk and tom has to look after her 😭

love ur stuff btw baby, ur an awesome writer

TAKE CARE OF YOU - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: after you get a little more drunk than expected, it’s up to tom to take care of you - but you aren’t making it easy for him.

content: fluff

a/n: thankyou so much, i hope you like it!!

“baby, don’t you think you’ve had enough of that?” tom asks, reaching over and attempting to take the drink out of my hands. i quickly move away, shaking my head and putting the straw to my lips, the taste burning my throat as i swallow the liquid, the feeling only fuelling my excitement, a low buzz swelling my insides as all i want to do is smile.

the music pulses through my eardrums, lights flashing around the club as people messily dance to the beat whilst tom and i watch from a sofa tucked away in the corner, his arm loosely wrapped around my shoulder, his thumb stroking the bare skin, the spaghetti straps of my small black dress providing next to no coverage. our friends were somewhere within the crowd, tom not feeling like joining in, which meant that, much to my annoyance, i was stuck with him. he refused to leave my side the whole night, his protectiveness only increasing once i started to get a little tipsy.

i was now far beyond the point of being just a little bit hazy - i couldn’t even count how many drinks i’d had anymore, the alcohol pumping through my system the only thing on my mind, not considering tom’s growing worry as i become even more wasted.

“pleaseeee can we go dance?” i beg, looking upwards at him and trying my best to convince him, planting a small kiss on his neck as he sighs, looking downwards at me, shaking his head slowly.

“i don’t think that’s a good idea, you’ve had way too much to drink schatz. i’m only trying to look out for you.” he replies gently, placing a small kiss on my forehead and tightening his hold on me. my shaky hand reaches for the tray of shots in the middle of the table, grabbing whichever one was closest to me, not caring what was in it - i just wanted it in my system.

“love…” tom starts, trying to stop me from taking it, leaning forward and placing both his hands on my shoulders.

i move away from his touch, downing the liquid and feeling it run down my throat before he can stop me, shivering slightly at it’s bitter taste. “stop treating me…like a fucking kid tom. let me have a drink and just, loosen up a little for fucks sake.” i slur, my words harsh as i roll my eyes and turn to him, his face slightly hurt, lips parted.

“i’m just trying to take care of you liebe, stop fighting with me.” he replies calmly, attempting to pull me back into his embrace, leaning backwards into the sofa.

“i’m going to dance.” i mumble, standing up as my body sways slightly, showing how wasted i really am. not giving tom any time to try stop me, i quickly walk towards the dance floor, though i hear him calling my name, the music soon drowning out his voice once i near the crowd of drunken bodies, beginning to sway my hips to the music. a grin takes over my expression, my arms swaying freely in the air, the alcohol controlling my every move. my head throbs, my body becoming sweaty, yet i tune it out, focusing only on the music, until i feel two strong arms wrap their way around my waist, their hold slightly foreign.

i turn around, expecting to see tom, but the deep blue eyes that are staring into mine take me aback, my hands roughly trying to pull his grip off of my waist with little success, the alcohol taking away the small strength that i had.

“get the fuck off of me! are you crazy?” i say, trying to sound as sober as i can, but my words are almost incoherent, the guy chuckling at my struggles.

“don’t be like that. what’s a pretty girl like you doing here alone, hm?” he asks, his hold on me only tightening as i begin to feel like a complete idiot for not listening to tom. if i had just stayed with him and appreciated his efforts to keep me safe, then i wouldn’t be in this situation.

“i have a boyfriend fuck off-” i begin, but my voice is soon cut off by the guy being roughly pulled away from me, all too familiar black braids soon coming into my view.

“you ever touch my girlfriend again and i swear to fucking god i will kill you.” tom threatens, holding the guy’s shirt until he scoffs, letting him go and watching him walk away.

tom’s attention soon turns to me, pulling me closer to him, holding my shoulders whilst he frantically checks my body, looking for any signs that the guy had hurt me. his eyes are glassy, lips parted as ragged breaths escape from them, his hold on me strong, yet he makes sure to not hurt me, attempting to study my expression. all that is clear to see is that i am wasted, my eyes empty, not even completely processing what has just happened, my mind only longing to carry on dancing.

“are you okay baby? did he hurt you?” he asks, sighing in relief when i shake my head, quickly pulling my body into his, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist and refusing to let go.

“i’m fine tom, i promise.” i say, genuinely telling the truth.

“we’re leaving now. and don’t try fight me on it, okay?” he asserts, taking my hand in his and leading me out of the bar, my walking all over the place as the alcohol is still strong in my system.

despite what had just happened, i long to be back in there, tugging tom’s arm slightly, causing him to stop and turn around, waiting for me to speak.

“can we stay? just a little longer, please tom?” i plead, pulling him towards me slightly before he reaches the doors. his eyebrows furrow, confused at my question as if i had asked something completely crazy, because to him, i had.

“really? you want to stay, even after all that? you really are absolutely shitfaced.” he replied, lacing his fingers in mine once again. “we’re going home, it’s not safe for you to be here, not when you’re this drunk.”

“you’re so boring tom.” i mumble, having no choice but to leave with him, my body too weak to put up a fight, knowing that he would win and be able to carry me out of the club, which was an option too embarrassing for me to consider, even in this state.

“if wanting to keep my girlfriend safe makes me boring then fine, whatever baby.” tom sighs, opening the doors as the cold immediately hits me, the night bringing on a chilling breeze as the dress i am wearing gives me practically no warmth. i let go of tom’s hand, trying to warm myself up by wrapping my arms around my frame. tom picks up on this, taking off his oversized black jacket and slowly placing it on me, threading my arms through the material and holding my hand once again.

“better?” he asks.

i nod my head, not bothering to think of a quick remark, the throbbing in my head only increasing as the high i was on begins to wear off, leaving a nauseous feeling to spread in the bit of my stomach.

he guides me to his car, opening the door for me and gently placing me in the seat, reaching for the seatbelt and stretching it around my tired frame.

“you okay?” he asks, his hand resting on the end of my seat to hold himself up as his upper body hovers over me from putting my seatbelt on, his brown eyes looking into mine. i nod my head, and he smiles, pecking my lips slowly before bending down to climb out of the car, walking over to the drivers side and hopping in. his hand rests on my thigh, his thumb comfortingly grazing over the soft skin, his other on the wheel as he pulls out, driving home through the empty streets, the early hours of the morning dawning over us.

my eyes falling shut, on the brink of falling asleep, i feel a strong grip lift me from the car, tom using his hands to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me inside. he slips my heels off whilst still holding me, my head resting on his shoulder. he takes his own shoes off, placing his keys on the table and walking us upstairs.

“tom?” i say, my words muffled into his t-shirt, his jacket still draped over me.

“hm?” he says, moving one of his hands to rub my back.

“i don’t feel too good.” i admit, feeling the urge to throw up as he gets the hint, carrying me into the bathroom and switching the light on. he quickly sets me down as i hunch over the toilet, finally releasing the alcohol from my system. he holds my hair in his hand in a makeshift ponytail, using the other hand to comfortingly rub my back.

“you’re okay, i’m here.” he whispers, bent down beside me as i practically throw my guts up, regret quickly taking over as i wish that i hadn’t drank as much as i did.

i lift my head upwards, feeling completely sober now, tom looking at me sympathetically. he opens his arms for me as i fall into them, wrapping my arms around his torso.

“i’m sorry.” i mumble into him.

“why are you sorry baby?” he asks, running his hands through my hair, brushing out the knots the best he can.

“you’ve had to take care of me the whole night and now i’ve just thrown up and it’s all my fault!” i complain, my eyes welling up as i find myself becoming strangely emotional.

“don’t be sorry my love, that’s what i’m here for.” he begins, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. “now let’s get you ready for bed, yeah? you must be exhausted.”

i nod my head as he pulls me upwards, walking me into our bedroom. i fall into bed, completely drained, not caring that my makeup is still on, or that i’m still in my dress. tom however, does, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently lifting me upwards.

“not yet, come on let’s get this off.” he says, pointing to my dress.

“you do it.” i mutter, too tired to even form complete sentence.

he nods, turning me around so that my back is facing him. his hand reaches for the zipper, pulling it downwards slowly, moving the straps off of my shoulders and getting up, grabbing one of his t-shirts and some fresh underwear for me. he pulls the dress off me and folds it neatly, putting it to the side.

“lift up.” he says, and i obey, allowing him to put his t-shirt on me. the material hangs from my frame, reaching my knees. he passes me my panties, and i put them on lethargically, my body almost passing out in exhaustion. tom gets up, saying nothing and walking to the bathroom, coming back with some makeup wipes.

“you go to sleep baby, i’ll do the rest.” he softly says as i fall backwards into the sheets, feeling him gently wipe the makeup from my face, making sure that he gets everything off, taking extra care to not apply too much pressure and hurt me. he puts the used makeup wipes in the trash, my body on the verge of falling asleep. he takes his clothes off, climbing into bed in his boxers and pulling me closer to him.

“thank you for taking care of me. i love you.” i whisper, my eyes still closed.

“i’ll always be here to look after you. even when you don’t want me to be.” he chuckles, kissing my forehead.

i smile, snuggling closer to him as he wraps his arms around my waist.

“goodnight schatz. i love you.” he says, his voice the last thing i hear before i fall asleep.

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[pumpkinsy0]

Now I see a lot of Dallas with Tim or with Johnny content. But y’know what is would like to see? Dallas and Sodapop as a couple. I love tropes where one person isn’t use to genuine kindness and falls head over heels over the one person who is just that..

So General Headacanons for Dallas and Sodapop? (Whatever their ship name maybe because I refuse to call them Dallypop)

ive actually heard about this ship a bit but never read content for em, so this is a moment in history☝🏽☝🏽, ship name wise, off the tope of my head is like texas coke, cause soda in texas is called coke and yada yada yada, but booooo, and then there was fizzy state, but that sounds stupider, so listen i swear ill have a better one one of these days i swear

•as soon as i read this i thought “soda has no room to talk about pony and curly anymore”, if ur dating dally, ANY advice u have about dating should b thrown out the window and ur voice should fall on deaf ears

•theyve made out on someones car before, i wouldnt put that above them, especially if its someone who dally doesnt like

•dally makes comments about soda right in front of pony and pony hates it so much, he wants to rip his ears out hes not trynna hear that

•man even steve is like “??????” cause how did u guys get together what could yall possibly have in common enough to date each other for

•soda likes hearing about dallys nyc stories, some of em r fucked up, but others r pretty funny, like a coin toss when he asks him to tell him one

•dally cant rlly get THAT mad at soda, annoyed??? sure, but soda just has that face u cant get mad at, dallys not feelin 100% better, but he is rolling his eyes and letting whatever happened slide

•dally strikes me as a jealous/possessive partner he hates when soda gets hit on by anyone, he doesnt make it OBVIOUS that theyre together, but he does push them away

•yes, dally is staring while soda is working on a car, he would b staring harder if he saw soda at a rodeo

•getting drunk still isnt sodas scene, but dally does sneak soda over into bucks to party from time to time

•darry doesnt,,,even know how to go about this one, like at all, like yea, nothin BIG has changed but those two????rlly??????

•id like to think dally is more attentive to pony bc of soda and how important he is to him, kinda the same w soda and johnny

•it would take a while for dally to get used to how soda flirts bc how soda flirts is just not a way that dally is used to at all, but he doesnt let that show

[enha-bubblegum]

The kiss~

( bully! Yandere!yang jungwon Xfm! Reader)

T//w⚠: blood, kiss, bullying

Summary:(name) had been bullied by yang jungwon since childhood. But she never raised voice because he's a rich kid. She finally had enough and raised voice. Then he kissed her. And that kiss changed everything~

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You had known him since childhood. He started to bully you since the first day they met in primary school. He did many things to you like pouring water on your head, pull your hair, made your ankle hurt, arm fractured, intentionally push you into a pond etc. All these years you stayed silent. Not because jungwon was stronger. But because he was a rich kid. His dad is the home minister and his mom is an actress. Though your father had a good job as the assistant surgeon in capital hospital, but he still worked under his uncle. Your mom lives in a different country due to service purpose. You had to be quite and bare everything alone. You had a few friends. Most of the girls are with jungwon everytime. Time flies and here you r in senior highschool~

You felt sharp pain in her head. A girl dragged her by hair and threw her on the floor. She was right in front of jungwon 's feet. Your lips were bleeding. You could hear him laugh merely. He poured water on your head. You could hear everyone laughing," Looser looser looser". He was waiting for you to cry. So that he can have more pleasure. But no matter how hard you tried to cry so that it would be over, but your eyes were not letting any tears out. You were becoming like a stone everyday. He grabbed you by neck to see

Your tears. But there was nothing. Not even a sign of emotion. You were looking at him blankly with full of hate in your eyes. Beautiful eyes. "You really disappointed me brat" Jungwon said and threw her. "Let's go girls" he said and everyone was following him. You wipped the blood from your mouth and went to your class. But the worst was, you were in the same class as jungwon. The day went like that. Everyone loves him because he's rich and handsome. He sat in the last raw while you sat in the third. He trew a paper ball on her head to disturb your lesson. You looked back but the teacher immediately noticed. "Miss (name). Where's your attention?" The teacher asked. "Uhh sir..." "I told to pay attention in my class." He scolded you. Jungwon chuckled from behind. The teacher immediately noticed. "And you. Jungwon. You both stay after class for cleaning. That's your punishment" Mr Hwang said. His face fell. The most handsome guy in the school and the rising star. And he received a punishment today. With that girl he hates. He stretched his body in his seat. He looked out of the window and began to think, anyway, why does he hate you? You doesn't look this bad...

The bell rang. Everyone left except u both. "Common brat clean this room." jungwon told u . you didn't say anything but was busy doing her work. "Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf? Hey I'm talking

"Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf? Hey I'm talking to you..." He said. "It's your punishment not mine" you replied. Staring him blankly. He looked at your eyes. He remembered how it was when he met you for the first time. It was full of happiness, innocence and care. But now only hate can be seen. "You're refusing me?? How dare you?" He was agressive. But you didn't seem to care. "I'm not your servant. I'm sure your dad got you many." you replied. He grabbed your wrist and pushed her to a nearby wall. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?? YOU'RE JUST A BRAT! SO BEHAVE LIKE ONE!!" He shouted. Someone talked back to him for the first time. But you slapped him right on his face."I'm a human. I have life. I have feelings. Not a rug doll". you replied back but the next moment, jungwon crashed his lips onto yours. He felt so good. He was drowning deeper and deeper. The kiss was becoming more and more possesive. He ignored that you were pushing him away. He never felt like this before. He was not stopping. No matter how lack of breath he was in. He wanted more. He licked your lips. Asking for permission into your mouth. But you roughly pushed him away. you were still in shock. Tears finally escaped your eyes and you ran away. He cleaned the class on his own then looked out of the window. He touched his lips. It tastes so good. He wants more. He was remembering every single detail of your face that he ignored all his life. He realised that you were just........ So perfect

-"i will never hurt you again darling ;) "

_________________________________-note - sorry if there is any grammar mistake (can u give me idea for next fic for enhypen members)

Part 2➷

[aphroditesswan]

pink dolphin sunset

stoner suna rintarou x latina stoner reader 

warnings : weed usage, mention of lighters and smoke cuz well,, it’s weed. implied underaged smoking also terrible google translate spanish cause i didn’t grow up latin i grew up filipino so i’m a no sabo kid 😭🙏 

notes : book of life ref if u haven’t seen it go see it NOWWWWW. all lowercase is intended btw.

summary : suna had invited you on a date, just to lounge around and smoke in his car late at night and wow, how could you ever possibly refuse that offer?? 

genre : mostly fluff i think 

suna was always plain faced. he always had this look in his eyes that could only be described as empty but not in the sad way, in the way that there simply wasn’t a thought behind those dark, almost beady eyes. 

well, except for when he looked at you. 

the eyes that showed nothing but boredom would suddenly soften at the mention of you, at the sight of you, at hearing your voice or even catching your eyes in a brief meaningless glance across the room. 

you don’t even know how you got here. you’re sitting in the front seat of his car, some tory lanez song playing cause you shuffled his playlist, one he totallyyy didn’t make in advance for when this happened, talking and sharing a bong with a bowl that’s been packed maybe ten times. 

it’s safe to say the both are high and throughly dumbed out. suna’s ignoring the vibrating messages from his pocket, only staring into your eyes as he holds the light to the bowl to light it up for you like any good man would do. you wait, sucking up the smoke once the time comes, throwing your head back to make a couple ‘o’s with the smoke. it’s the best you can do for now, a bit too focused on the lovesick eyes the man in the drivers seat is giving you.

it’s not his fault you’re nothing but perfection in his eyes, he can’t help but admire how nice you look sitting in the passenger seat of his sleek black challenger with the seat of his black fabric on the passenger seat covered with the fluffy thulian pink colored cushion he had bought just for you once you agreed to do this with him. he had been practically waiting, begging any and all gods above for this moment since he heard from your best friend and the annoying atsumu that you smoked. 

he was so focused on your pretty face that he hadn’t noticed you took the lighter from him, taking another hit from the bong while he was distracted. as you went to take yet another hit, he snapped out of his daze and narrowed his eyes at you. 

“aw come on, with all you’re smoking you owe me some weed. plus, it’s not your turn. hand it over, pretty.” 

he held onto the bottom of the bong, smirking a bit as he gentle took it from you, searching the cup holders for the small lighter when he looked up and saw you holding it with your index and middle finger out to him. he snatched it, both of you rolling your eyes at the behavior of the other but really he was soooo entrances with you. he lit the bowl up, sucking up the smoke and inhaling, turning his head to blow it at you who blew straight air back at him and swatted his second hand smoke away. 

“so you can blow all your smoke in my car but when I blow back at you, ‘s a problem?” 

“I never said it was, estúpido. I just don’t want you blowing your dank ass smoke en mi cara.” 

the side of your lips pulled into a small smirk as she leaned sideways toward you, smirking up at you as he tilted his head down. 

“you know… I think ‘s sooooo nice hearin you speak spanish. can’t understand a think y’ say though.” 

you stayed silent as you looked down at him with narrowed eyes, a giddy smile tugging at your lips upon hearing his words. 

“mhm… go on…?” 

“cocky now, are we sweetness? i’d say… you just sound sooo much more… magnetic. don’t get me wrong, hearing you speak normal is hypnotic in itself but something about the natural you voice when you speak spanish… it’s so much better.” 

“maybe you should learn if you’re so desperate.” 

“will that win you over? or was book of life too much for you to handle still.” 

“He died for her!” 

“n’ came back to life, pretty thing. I can’t do that. trust me, if I could I would for you, doll.” 

“aw how sweet, hand me the bong.” 

He chuckled a bit as he handed the bong back to you, the bowl nearly empty now. he lit it up, and you repeated the motions from earlier, except you blew it in his face this time. 

“wowwww, how mature of you.” 

“why thank you rin, i try.” 

he takes it back from you yet again, setting down the now empty bong in a cup holder. 

“sooo… what’s the plan?” 

“ion know,, what you tryna do?” 

he jokingly moves the drivers seat back, smirking a bit but behind it was a stupid, giddy smile. as he goes to put his hands behind his head, you hit him in the arm to which he breaks his front and laughs out loud, leaning away from you and holding his hit arm. 

“ouch, that hurt you know. maybe you should be on volleyball instead of me, huh sweets?” 

“i swear there’s something so wrong with you. estas absolutamente loco.” 

“not my fault you’re so pretty.” 

he shrugs, putting the seat back into its original position and his hands on the steering wheel as he stared at the small empty gas station a couple yards from the car. you two were parked at the very end of the small parking lot, music blasting and smoke spilling out of the slightly open windows of the small sleek black car. 

maybe dates with the ever so “stoic” suna rintarou weren’t so bad.

FIRST FIC JITTERSSS AAAAA i gen hope you guys like it this is like my first fic in so long that i’m actually proud of and i hope this gets me more confident and helps me write more :DD

[claymoresword]

The Queen And Her Knight | Chp: 1

Alicent Hightower x Knight Fem!Reader

Summary: Alicent Hightower against her better judgement, falls in love with her sworn protector. Can she bear to fight her feelings or will she finally just give in?

Pairing: Alicent Hightower x Reader

Wordcount: 980

Warnings: fluff, shit ton of angst, reader is irrecoverably in love with alicent

Note: i have no idea what this is or what its gonna turn out to be i literally wrote it bc of a daydream i had lmao

reader is a greyjoy to me i know ironborns typically don't become knights i just like that house lol and felt like it would give the story more structure/conflict but u can choose to ignore or change it if u disagree idk dude go crazy

also i know they didnt side with the greens during the dance but if u imagine reader went against her family for alicent it gets fun

(historical accuracy is not my strong suit forgive me i am just a gay person in love with alicent hightower)

anyway that's it hope u enjoy and let me know what u think!

The queen stood at the opposite end of the room her back faced you.

Silence with Alicent was always comfortable but right now it was agonizing, deafeaning. You needed it to end.

"Your Grace-" You croak.

A beat.

Still, the auburn haired woman said nothing.

"Alicent."

You made one last effort, pleading for her to acknowledge your presence in some way.

The queen finally turns to face you. She meets your gaze, tears evident in her eyes. Your own quickly welling up reflexively. It will always hurt you to see your love in pain.

You stare at her, studying her features and simply memorising every part of her face. The way her eyebrow creased. The dimple in her right cheek, always faintly visible even when she isn't smiling.

She swallows hard, you knew Alicent does this whenever she's upset. It's almost as if the wind gets knocked out of her anytime she lets her resolve slip.

A habit of the queen you had noticed only moments after meeting for the first time.

She finally steps towards you. Diffident expression.

A tear flows down your cheek, you don't intend to hide it from her.

Alicent stops just inches away from you. Dangerously close, you can feel her breath against your lips.

Standing firm, you resist the urge to crumble to the ground.

The queen reaches forward and places her hand against your cheek. You shut your eyes, shamelessly leaning into her touch immediately.

Pathetic. Desperate.

You don't care anymore.

Quickly, she eliminates any remaining distance between the two of you. Her lips meeting yours, she kisses you softly, cautiously. You kiss her back fervently.

A whimper threatens to leave your lips as she pulls away. Her own eyes now closed. She leans her forehead against yours and breathes you in deeply. Her touch remains on your cheek and you fear to speak , to move, to breathe.

You cannot bare for this moment to end.

"My protector." Alicent whispers, barely audible.

She wanted only you to hear.

You finally remember to breathe, chest heaving as you finally let air into your lungs.

The queen also takes in breath, almost mirroring you. Though hers more ragged, sharp.

Sudden.

Alicent steps back and removes her hand from your face.

Her hands return to their usual position, clasped over her abdomen.

She quickly banishes any intimacy between you and all contact.

Her resolve is restored, you morn.

"You will leave for the Iron Islands at first light." Alicent firmly states.

You don't hear her at first, not until she looks up at you waiting for a reaction, a response.

"What?" You finally conjured the capacity to reply and you sounded angry.

The queen remains staring at you. With her words she is asking you to leave but her eyes are telling you something entirely different.

"You're sending me away?" Your voice trembles.

Her grace had refused to acknowledge you the past few days and you thought you had done something to upset her.

You realise now its because she feels the same.

You didn't conjure any of it up in your mind. This was real and she feels the same.

She loves you too.

This was all too much, too painful.

"I can't have you here. My duty is to the realm. That is my purpose. It has proven near impossible for me to carry out that duty with you around."

Tears threaten to leave your eyes again but this time, you force them back in.

"My feelings for you, they consume me. I am plagued by them every waking hour. They ravage my thoughts and intentions. I have not known clarity since meeting you, y/n."

A searing pain in your chest. You visibly wince at the feeling but say nothing in response.

The queen is scared. She is afraid of her feelings for you. There may be nothing you can say in this moment to change that.

You decide to try anyway.

"Alicent." You repeat her name this time firmly.

You move towards her but still yourself quickly when you noticed she had taken a step back. Clearly asking for you to remain at a distance.

You take in another deep breath before speaking.

"Your Grace, it need not be this way. I beg you to not let fear win. These feelings you speak of, I am too burdened by them."

"We need not run from it, Alicent. Would it not work to our benefit to instead embrace it?"

Alicent's eyebrows furrow as she was truly considering your words and your gaze softens.

"I want to love you freely, if you would let me. I only wish for you to love me the same."

You decided to leap. It is up to the queen now to catch you.

Alicent winces, breaking eye contact she unclaps her hands, begins to fiddle with her cuticles before stopping herself and resuming her previous stance.

She meets your gaze once again, indignant expression. The queen almost looks dissapointed.

You have said too much.

She is not going to catch you.

"Freedom is not something I am entitled to." Alicent states, a coldness to her voice you were unfamiliar with.

The queen was good at depriving others of her true self.

You have never been on the receiving end before but now that you are, you utterly despise it.

"You will leave at first light." She repeats.

You feel as if someone had taken a hot dagger and directly pierced it through your heart.

You take a moment to compose yourself, to take in Alicent's beauty one last time.

"If that is what you believe is best, Your Grace."

You bow your head perhaps for the last time at the queen.

Turning around, you walk out of her chambers without uttering another word.

[sankttealeaf]

"if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up." - for rue and whoever u want hehe

time for a little band au ruetash >:3 set before the band get together, though. i'm thinking so hard at their awful dynamic

[some context: rue is a singer in this au, gortash is her manager. before she signed to him they hooked up a few times and it's messy]

using these subtle nsfw prompts! send some over

word count: 832

A gentle buzz wakes Rue up and she thinks it’s way too early for her alarm to go off. She rolls over and grabs her phone, frowning at the bright light that blinds her. No, it’s not her alarm. Across the screen is Enver’s number and she sighs softly, wondering why he’s calling her at two in the morning.

She falls back against her pillows and answers the call, eyes falling shut again.

“What?” she mumbles, trying to keep sleep at bay to see what he’s after. Maybe there’s a gig lined up for her, or maybe he’s going to drop the “you up?” line on her.

“Are you awake?” he asks, and she can’t help but laugh at that. He’s too easy to read, even over the phone.

“I am now,” she replies and hears shuffling on the other end. “What did you want?”

“I’m considering how quickly you could get here.” More shuffling, like he’s moving around a lot. “Half an hour at most, I think. Would you like that?”

“It’s two in the morning,” Rue says, double checking the time on her phone. “I’m in bed.”

“We’ve been together at this time before, what makes it any different now?” He sounds different, breathing heavier than normal and she wonders if he’s drunk. Or tired. Or simply looking for a quick fuck.

“I’m in bed and I was asleep,” she tells him with a frown, staring up at her ceiling. Her bed feels colder than usual now that the idea has been thrown at her but she knows she really needs to cut back how often she sees him. Especially considering he’s now her manager.

He lets out a sound close to a whine. “Half an hour. I need to see you.”

“You saw me a few days ago,” she says, imagining him in his bed, alone and wanting her. “You have a hand, use that.”

“Right, but it’s nothing compared to yours.” Enver sighs and she hears something that sounds a lot like him tugging his trousers down. “You could’ve been here by now if you weren’t complaining.”

“I’m not complaining. I was asleep. You can’t expect me to drop everything to come and sleep with you. Ask me at a normal time like a normal person!” she exclaims, sitting upright as sleep begins to fade away from her. The longer she spends on call with him, the worse it’s going to be for her to fall back to sleep. “Pretend I’m there.”

“It’s not the - ah - same. Fuck, Rue, what are you wearing? If you refuse to come here then indulge me on this,” Enver replies, groaning softly into the call.

“If you called just to get off on my voice, I’m hanging up.” Rue rolls her eyes, ready to end the call. She’s too tired for this but the soft noises coming from him are starting to inflate her ego. The thought that she’s doing this to him without even being there? She can’t end the call - she needs to know how far this will go.

“I’ll drive over there to see you myself if you end the call,” he mumbles, another soft groan leaving his lips.

Rue laughs softly, blushing at the thought of him visiting her right now. Maybe she should go and visit? “You don’t know where I live.”

“I’ve sent food to your place. I’ll just look through all the deliveries to find it.” It sounds like his phone falls from wherever it’s been held and Enver curses loudly. “Shit - hold on, let me put you on speaker.”

“I’m not indulging you on this, Enver,” Rue tells him though she’s mainly trying to convince herself to hang up. She listens to the sound of his heavy breathing, the soft groans, the sound of him jerking himself off and decides this is enough. It’s crossing a line - not that they have a line.

“And yet you’re still here,” Enver replies and she can picture him grinning. “Sounds to me like you want to be here.”

Rue ends the call. She holds her phone in her hand and lets the silence linger too long. In her head she’s repeating the conversation in her head, picturing Enver in his bed thinking about her. Rue falls back in her bed and dials up his number again, gritting her teeth in annoyance at how badly he’s in her head. He answers quickly and she knows he’s smiling at how quickly she’s returned.

“You’re back,” he says softly, a laugh escaping him. “Are you going to join me?”

She lays there for a moment before tugging down her own pajama trousers, letting her hand dip between her thighs.

“Next time, call me at a normal time and I’ll visit, idiot.” She can’t believe she’s using this line but it feels right. Maybe she’ll regret it in the morning but right now - who cares. He doesn’t deserve any nice lines right now. “What would you do if I were there?”

[moomitheartist]

-A Twisted Smile- Pt. 2 (Final)

"No, you don't-!" Liu couldn't let his brother escape into the forest; the absolute abundance of any light source would make in all too easy for Jeff to lose him. There was no way he'd ever let him disappear again. He sprang forward and pulled the pale individual down to the snow, holding on tightly; he made sure to keep a firm grip on his arms and sat on his legs to prevent him from kicking. "Get fucking off of me!"

The madly struggling boy seemed like a rabid animal in that moment. Liu had to keep his upper body out of the way of the psychotic lunatic in order to avoid having a chunk bitten out of his neck. He stared with shock at the madman that was once his sibling, squirming and screaming nonsense at him with purely deranged eyes. Why did this have to happen to him? "Jeff, stop," he whispered, aghast.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! GET OFF ME, GET OFF, GET OFF! I'M GONNA KILL YOU, JUST WAIT! I'M GONNA FINISH YOU OFF THIS TIME, I'LL GUT YOU AND SHOVE YOUR ORGANS INTO YOUR FILTHY FUCKING MOUTH-" "Shut up!  What the hell is wrong with you?! What is wrong with you?!" He began to cry once again in shock. He never, ever would have said something like that. Never.

"Yeah, that's right. Cry. I hope you rot in fucking hell. Just fucking kill yourself," he spat out, starting to laugh hysterically at the look in the other boy's eyes. His grip slackened noticeably- each word felt like a sword stabbing him through his heart; the captured boy took this as a sign to keep speaking. "I hate you. I never loved you, but of course your idiotic self couldn't see that. I always hated how mom and dad cared about you more than they ever did about me. I fucking hate how you helped me with homework whenever I slept through class. And I hate how you held my hand when we waited at the bus stop, which we always almost missed because I slept in every damn morning."

There was something warm and wet dripping down his cheeks, it tasted... salty. What was it? Was it... tears? No, no, not his- it must have been from the other boy, dripping onto his face. Right? "I hate you for bailing me out of detention countless times, and how you tried to keep me from beating the shit out of Randy and the other kids. How you took the blame when those fucking cops showed up to take me away, the way you slept by my hospital bed when our parents went home for the night.

"I hate how you stayed in my room with me when I was holed up in there, rambling nonsense, and stayed throughout the entire night when I refused to sleep. I fucking hate you so much, Liu, I hate you and everything you ever did for me! You hear me?! I hate you! " The brown-haired boy suppressed a sob and yanked the knife away from Jeff. With a severely shaking hand, he raised it up high, right over the other's heart. Even though his arm was now released, the killer did nothing, letting it rest limply in the freezing, soft ground.

He stared emptily right into Liu's manic eyes and stayed perfectly still, almost as if he was nudging him to simply finish it off. The blade shook so terribly that it nearly slipped out of his cold and sweaty palm, but he managed to keep hold of it. "Hey, Jeff. You ok?" An older boy entered the room after a curt knock. "You haven't come out of your room for the entire day." A bandaged boy whose skin was burnt into a ghostly white and had black-singed hair that use to be a coppery-tawny brown turned around on his bed to face the door. His eyes had a flat look to them; nothing like how they were, previously flaming with a certain intensity and anger. "What are you looking at," Jeff asked in a strange, monotonous voice, his face devoid of emotion.

"U-um... nothing. What do you mean?" "...it's my face, isn't it? Don't pretend." This caught his brother by surprise, and he struggled to respond without setting him off. He understood that the painkillers the doctor prescribed had... strange effects on his mental state. "I know. It's fucking beautiful," he suddenly finished, cracking a grin. Liu just then saw the hand mirror that was in Jeff's grip. "It's perfect, I never realized how much I needed this... I should've lit myself on fire before this." He laughed frantically for a moment as the other stood frozen, then went back to studying himself in the mirror some more. "Uh... yeah. So, do you need anything?" He was met with silence.

"Ok.... call me if you change your mind." Before he exited the sterile-scented room, he hesitated. "On second thought, I'll stay with you, Jeff. Is that ok?" A noise of indifference came from the transfixed boy. Liu closed the door and sat next to his brother on the messy bed, occasionally glancing at him just to see Jeff's gaze never leaving the reflective surface. "So, do you wanna play a game?" "No." "Anything you'd like to talk about? You know you can tell me anything, right?"

Surprisingly, the wounded adolescent set down the mirror and scooted closer to his sibling, then leaned onto his shoulder. "...is there something wrong with me? I feel weird... am I bad?" "No, God no, Jeff. You're perfectly fine, the medicine you're on is just making you feel a little funny. You're a good person, never tell yourself otherwise. I love you, ok?" Jeff glanced up at Liu, who put an arm around his shoulders comfortingly. "Don't be scared of me. I don't want that. I'd never hurt you."

This unnerving sentence sent slight shivers down his spine as he looked deep into his brother's eyes. He saw nothing but desperation in the icy-blue gaze. "I know," he responded quietly. However, he had a strange feeling in his stomach that he simply couldn't explain. They sat like that, warmed by each other's bodies until Margaret Woods, their mother, opened the door to her youngest son's room. "Liu, are you ready to leave to church? Oh, honey, how are you feeling?" She addressed Jeff with concern in her voice.

When he just kept staring at her, she sighed. "I can't wait until you're done with those damn pills... Liu, be ready in ten minutes." She shut the door behind her and the two boys heard her begin to trudge down the long flight of stairs. "I don't want to leave, but you know how she gets. I'm really sorry, I promise it'll be quick. Is it ok if I go?" "Fine. Bring in my medicine."

Liu smiled at his brother and stood up. "Just a second." After a couple moments, Margaret and Liu left for their prayer, leaving Jeff alone with their father, Peter. The man came in to check on him every twenty minutes or so, always to find him staring at the wall and muttering to himself. "Son, want me to get you anything?" "...not bad, not crazy, fine, fine, fine, just fine..." This worried and, quite frankly, scared Mr. Woods even though he knew that the behavior was expected due to the strong painkillers that he was to take every five hours.

Both of their parents were glad that Liu was the one who remained with his brother constantly, unhesitantly rushing to bring him anything that was needed and providing him with the company that he clearly required. Mrs. Woods checked up on them that night to see the older boy with his arms wrapped around Jeff, deep asleep while the other just looked up at the ceiling. The dark circles that lines his eyes were concerningly pronounced.

This simply added to his already ghost-like appearance; one time she woke up in the middle of the night and wandered of the dark room to get a glass of water, only to see the pale boy standing motionless in the hallway, glaring at something in the void of black. This nearly gave her a heart attack but before she could say anything, her older son, who looked utterly sleep deprived, took Jeff by the hand and led him back into his room.

Margaret could see the caring and love that Liu harbored for his brother at its strongest in that moment of the night's late hour; how he stayed up as long as needed to make sure that the boy didn't accidentally hurt himself. During the daytime, she could see the loss of alertness in his usually attentive green eyes due to the late nights he stayed up. He cares so, so much.

  The weapon remained suspended and frozen in mid air, hovering over its target. Words were not spoken, the only sound was quiet sobbing. Liu's tears flowed like little rivers from his eyes and fell onto the bloody hoodie of his unresponsive sibling. "Goodbye, brother," he finally uttered. Jeff didn't move an inch as the knife was bought down... Suddenly, a black tentacle ripped away the knife away from the boy, and knocked him off of the murderer. Another smokey, dark member shot out from the shadows of the forest and pulled Jeff up, towards the entrance.

Liu covered his mouth and held back a scream as an inhumanly tall, thin creature that was devoid of features on its white face stepped out from the darkness. It wore a black suit with a red tie and had abnormally long limbs, as well as eight of these dark tentacles protruding from his back- one of which held Jeff a couple feet off the ground. It seemed that the boy had finally snapped out of his deep trance and appeared to see the creature for the first time. "W-what the fuck are you?" Liu asked in horror, scrambling backwards as it began to slowly walk forward. It gently set the suspended individual to the ground, then proceeded to stretch out his arms towards the fearful male; they grew longer than any human's could, or any creature that walked this planet for that matter.

Before he could stand up and run, Liu felt strange... frozen. He fell into a hypnotized state, unable to budge. The boy gaped, and the demonic creature neared him until it finally towered right above him. A dark tendril slipped around his waist and bought him up until he was inches away from its face- or, that is, its lack of a face. The brunette couldn't even make a single whimper, utterly incapable to move in any way. "You will soon come to regret your choice of attempting to murder an important asset of mine, Liu Woods."

The creature had a silky, tranquil voice that had a sort of echo and resonance to it. Just as those words were uttered, the boy was able to move again. "Put me down," he screamed, desperately trying to free himself of the member's steel grip. How did it even know his name? It began walking back towards the forest and Jeff. He glared up at the being, a hand over the stab in his shoulder. His gaze then turned to his older brother, where an unidentified emotion took the place of anger.

"Go on, Jeffrey. Return to the manor, you're in desperate need of some warmth." A tentacle tossed his knife back to him, and he caught it wordlessly. "Try not to lose it again-" A black tendril suddenly fell to the floor, writhing and squirming. Some sort of dark gray liquid began spreading out within the frosty snow, encircling the now motionless limb. The same fluid that had spurted out of the black thing coated Jeff's knife, splattered all the way up to the handle. Liu fell to the cushioned ground as the tentacle that held him was sliced clean off.

The tall creature looked at the dark-haired male, unreadable as ever. "Why?" It asked simply with a patient tone. "Don't touch him." The green-eyed boy stared at the two beings, astonished. How did this demonic entity know his brother? How was Jeff its... asset? "Hm. You do realize that if it were not for me, your heart would be impaled with the very weapon that you were careless enough to lose? Perhaps you forget that your brother would gladly kill you without hesitation. Jeffrey, he does not love you anymore. The caring, sweet boy you used to know wants your head and will do whatever it takes to ensure that he gets it."

A shadow covered the upper half of Jeff's face. "We're your family now. Allow me to get rid of him, and you can live your life with newly found peace." Lies. Every single word that evil being spoke was woven on lies, twisting up and stretching out everything it spoke of. "I know," he monotoned. "Don't listen to him!" He turned in surprise and looked at Liu, who had just shouted in fury. "It's his fault that you became like this, he's manipulating you! Damn it Jeff, how can't you see-"

A tendril covered his mouth to silence him, and his hands flew up to yank it off with no avail. "Clearly, he's attempting to brainwash you into trusting him again just so he can stab you in the back. Tell me, who do you trust more? Who will you choose?" His brother, who took care of him for his entire life, who had just tried to end his life? Or Slenderman, an entity of unknown origin, who took him in after finding him walking around the forest in a daze and covered in blood? Family, or caregiver?

The pressure of the nearly impossible decision sent chills of panic down Jeff's spine. How could he ever choose? "I... choose..." Liu studied his face intensly in apprehension, praying that he would be able to get his brother back from this... monster. One answer was all it took. "You." His heart dropped. If the creature had a mouth, he knew it would be grinning. "That was the right choice to make. I'm proud of you."

The lunatic displayed no emotion. He looked utterly empty. He felt empty. The boy he had known for the sixteen years he had been alive was gone. "There's no need for you to watch. Go home and patch yourself up; I'll join you shortly after I finish." Finish. Finish. Finish. Finish. Finish killing his older brother. Ripping his limbs off one by one and impaling his torso through the sharp, frosted branch of a tree. Leaving his intestines to be devoured by hungry wolves and his eyes to be pecked out and eaten by the birds. By the time morning comes, his body will be nothing but a raw, bloody, stringy carcass. Oh, well. He had made his decision. No going back now. It was time to go home.

He turned around without a second glance at his numb and hollow twin. There were no longer tears in Liu's eyes. There wasn't a point anymore. His little brother was gone, and with him his soul and will to live. Death would bring him peace. It would make him forget; he could finally rest and leave this horrible, treacherous place. Goodbye, Jeff. Live. ~ The trek through the silent forest passed in a messy blur. The moonlight filtered through the many winding, twisting branches and trunks of the naked trees and forced the shifting shadows of the night to move aside. The mansion manifested eventually, reflecting the silver lighting and appearing to be surrounded by a fuzzy haze. A large, long and moss-covered victorian mansion that was coated with fog stood in the very middle of the deep, seemingly endless woods. Bushes and weeping willows swayed in the breeze and a spiked metal fence that encircled the vast building with multiple floors creaked.

Jeff walked into the gate aimlessly, which pushed its creaking door open and slammed shut behind him. He ascended the wooden steps that led up to the porch and entered through the intricately decorated, wide oak door that had ivy growing up its sides. A blast of warm and earth-scented air immediately enveloped Jeff as he stepped inside and shut the door behind him. After walking for some time down a dimly lit, lengthy corridor he came across the nearest living room of the lower level; Ben, Sally, Toby, Jack, and Smile Dog were all sitting around within the chamber that danced with the light of flickering flames.

The heat that emanated from there also signaled that the fireplace was lit. "Hey, he's finally back," the young girl exclaimed after glancing at the passing figure. "Where's Mr. Slender? He went out looking for you some time ago." The question evaporated before it could reach Jeff's ears. The words they exchanged with each other sounded muffled, as if they were underwater. "What's wrong with him?" "Look, he's injured." "Why d-does he look s-s-so weird?" "Ruff!"

There was no need to linger in the entrance of that room, and he didn't need any warmth from the flames. The deadpan male finally made himself back away from the group and disappeared into the blackness of the hallway. He could hear but was unable to register the conversation that gradually faded into nothing from behind him, and traveled on autopilot to the second level which contained his bedroom. Once seated, hunched, on the cushioned and cozy furniture in the unlit area, he fell apart. Any calm he had shown or felt stripped away completely to reveal the neurasthenic breakdown that had been hidden away.

Jeff began to hyperventilate and formed fists tight enough that his palms began to bleed. A headache so painful that colorful spots began to appear in his vision recked his already severely deranged brain, and a sharp agony tore at his empty stomach. He felt bile burn the back of his throat and suppressed the urge to gag and vomit all over his lap and floor. Why were there glowing, moving things and shifting, rainbowy colors growing and spreading on everything? Why were there multiple silhouettes staring at him from the corners of the room, and sparkles flashing around? It was disgusting.

The spots, sparkles, colors, monsters, screaming, sobbing, whispering, and beeping, and static. Before he was even able to get to the bathroom he was already dry retching; nothing was able to escape his stomach because there was simply nothing in it. Jeff couldn't even remember the last time he ate. Hands reached out and grasped from the walls and wide, deformed faces smiled from the ceiling and door. Breathing grew impossible and neon colors and geometric figures took over all of his vision. Things were walking and running and crawling all over the room, bursting through his door and rushing at him.

They were touching him and grabbing him, and shoving them off had no effect. He grasped blindly for his knife until finding its handle, but it was taken from his hand. "Stop it, stop it," he muttered repeatedly and dug his fingers into the ground until bruises began to form. They kept holding him and screaming at him, grasping his shoulders painfully. The demonic face was pressed up into his, yelling nonsense with an impossibly large mouth.

Jeff stared at it in horror and tried to get away from it weakly, but it just pulled him closer. It was saying his name, over and over again. How did it know his name? Jumbled and echoing words became clearer as it drew him in with strong arms. "Listen! Snap out of it!" His vision began to clear ever so slightly, giving him a clearer view of the face. It looked... familiar.

So familiar. He knew it from somewhere, but where? "Jeffrey, goddamn it! I'm right here, look at me!" Green eyes. "You look like him," Jeff mumbled, his wide eyes glazed but confused. "It is me, I swear. We can be together again, just come back, ok? Please, just come back! Don't do this!" The lights and shaped evaporated into nothing. The darkness was back, and the sounds silenced. But the face didn't leave, didn't disappear like the other ones. Huh. It really was him. It was Liu.

Scratched up and bloody from their previous fight, but still whole. No intestines dragging on the ground, no gory stumps instead of limbs, no empty eyesockets. "Are you here?" He nodded. His brother pulled him in and started quietly muttering something under his breath, his shaking voice full of absolute gratitude. Jeff was immobile and was left gazing into the shadows that shifted and played in the small section of moonlight that filtered through the open window.

He was unable cry, but Liu's tears weren't repressed in the slightest. They fell onto the other's shoulder and spread around the slash that's blood had already stopped trickling. The older boy pulled back after some long moments and looked deep into his twin's optics, taking in the snowy, oceanic pupils for the first time in years. "You know, blue's my favorite color," he smiled sadly, his voice a gentle whisper. "I like green," Jeff whispered, his throat now beginning to close up.

"I'm never gonna leave you again. I promise you, I'll never leave. I'm sorry I've been such a shitty older brother." A single salty drop escaped the pale boy and fell into his shirt. "Don't fucking say that. You were the only person I ever loved, the best brother anybody could ever ask for. I know you probably won't ever be able to forgive me, but I'm sorry. I'm so, so fucking sorry." Liu shut his eyes and buried his face into his hands, holding back a racking sob.

Turning away, Jeff set his jaw and refused to begin bawling. Why did this have to happen? Seeing the usually stoic and collected boy like that killed him inside, threatening to rip a hole through his chest. "I forgive you. How the fuck could I ever blame you, Jeff? I'll always love you." He whipped around to face Liu, who still hid his face. He could see the way his lips quivered though, the way he was trying too hard to be strong for him.

The dark-haired individual sighed heavily and looked upwards in order to contain the stinging fluid that began once again to build in his eyes. "I love you, too." He was met with a small sniffle, and a soft hand taking his freezing one. Jeff leaned on the shoulder of his brother silently. He felt exhausted. Not sleepy, but just... tired. "I wanna stay like this, Liu." "Me too." ~ Liu explained to Jeff that Slenderman agreed to keep him alive on the condition that he became a proxy, which he agreed to; now, he would remain in the Mudhouse Mansion with them. Even though he was forever required to do as the entity ordered, he was finally able to be with his brother again. That was all that mattered to him...

The End.

[hchalma]

[1926]

all my life i just know a sincere guy, a person who stares deeply and gently to give me together with other people i don't know one of them is your gift lucky i choose your ring and see you proud of my choice with those shining eyes i'm glad to hear that what i choose is your ring.

sorry before I refused with bad words because I was nervous, and I was really hit when I was playing at my friend's house and my friend said if you like me, I gave my best so that you would forgive me and suddenly you gave me a ring, forgive my attitude that ever made you disappointed that time.

I'm happy to know you from the start, there is no word of regret in my life knowing you although I'm sad we have to end up being strangers because of the lack of communication and the rumors circulating are not true, we just misunderstood.

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you are always different when my grades are low or below you, I'm the one you get mad at when I ask answers to questions I can't because I don't want to read and you suddenly send me pages of a book but I tell you to try to find it yourself and give me advice.

before I get a rating with u, why did you ever trust me to ask me for answers? even though my answer is not necessarily correct and you ask for thanks even though I'm stupid my rank is far below you ;)

thank you for your little attention, I was a new student at that time and you gave me enthusiasm from the beginning when I met you who called me loudly when I was passing by your house being invited to go around grandma to be honest your voice still remembers in my head now you're an adult huh ;), you also pay attention when you pass my house and you ask the next day, ,thank you for giving a surprise to my house with friends to my house and you in class gave thanks to mom, thank you when I joined the scouts suddenly there was a scout pocket book there was my name with flowers even though I didn't get it.

I'm sorry I had trouble getting the signal so I didn't know your message came in and you arrived at school, you once asked me why I was drunk on the bus and when I got on the rotary ride you joined me ;) You're not disgusted with me like that, so the next day we will skip school together.

Why do you always look at me sincerely with your smile I'm nervous when you look at me for a long time like me you are proud of even though I am far more than lacking, you have also seen me until you are reprimanded by your friends, don't look at me when i sit in the back during the exam you see me dizzy remembering the answers and you stare at me for a long time with your smile i'm embarrassed ;) at other times you are stingy with answers you give me answers thank you very much.

you remember I asked you about your goals you said you didn't know then you asked me and I answered "lecturer" and somehow coincidentally one day we were asked about our goals and you answered first you wanted to be a lecturer my friends said it was the same with my wish and I just answered the lecturer and everyone shouted we are the same, you know I'm already in the seventh semester, turns out it's difficult for lecturers ;)

it's also strange why all the teachers also support us together

You remember the last day of distributing report books in class before we focused on the final semester, we got grades and played in the rain on the field and you looked at me deeply as if it was the last.

do you remember that we also used to wear the same color on school holidays even though we didn't make an appointment?

sorry if I made any mistakes I don't know and there was an issue I was close to other people even though that I just wanted to ask how you were and that person misunderstood, and you are angry stranger to me.

I was devastated when you became different because of that issue, you wanted a different school and I was disappointed with the reason for your answer at that time, I used to want my parents to move schools and I refused but since then I wanted to graduate quickly and different schools my test scores dropped drastically I was very down, after we graduated we lost contact and became strangers, thank you at the end you told me I'm a good person ;) then why do you trust other people more? even though they are used to saying dirty words without knowing the consequences.

I just want to say sorry, thank you, and congratulations to you, sorry for everything in the past, thank you for bringing me to good things, congratulations on your achievements.

oh yeah, I forgot to say your ring, it's not that I didn't wear it, but your ring was broken, suddenly it broke near my mother's window and I put it on the window, not because I was broken, I also cried that time because I couldn't take care of the ring because my finger was too big ;)

sorry I disappeared after that I wanted to calm myself down at that time, and it turns out that we met after three years in an Olympic competition, sorry if I didn't greet you I wanted to greet you but I was scared like before, I also want to ask you do you want to go home together but I'm afraid and I want to come to you we are gone, I'm sorry I want to say this and we are very strangers.

sorry when your mother died I wasn't there, I didn't want to make your mood worse because I was afraid you would be angry and I also don't want to be seen as abusing this meeting as another feeling like friends' thoughts, but to be honest I want to be with you when you're down, me too sad to hear that because I remember three years in a row I accidentally always met your mother even though we never met and that turned out to be the last time I saw your mother.

do you still remember 1926 until your cellphone number used our absent number and that number is very similar to my old cellphone number ;)

slowly I want to get used to being without you like before and disappear, I also since then don't want to have the opposite with my classmates I'm afraid it's like we become strangers.

thank you for changing me this far and I'm happy to have been in the ordinary made proud of you both your gaze, your smile, until the reaction when you receive your ring, thank you for being a sincere person I hope you can take care of the person you love bring him to good things, sorry if you that made me good now i feel bad i'm sorry im an adult for not as good as you woke up back then i hope you meet good people there.

thank you because all my life I have been proud of someone like you where you are very proud and sincere when you are with me, make me feel good and confident, I can be like this too because of you.

I heard that your achievement is very proud because I know you are someone who deserves that achievement, it doesn't matter that the police are not good at this time but you did get it for your own achievements.

forgive my treatment so far which is not as good as it used to be, the me you built is better now it's not like that sorry I ruined it.

you have to take care of whoever that woman is, make her proud of you, choose her, don't let your girl feel alone, don't disappoint, keep being cold besides your girl, don't say or act rudely, appreciate whatever your girl gives you <3

keep spirit you've been through a lot of trouble don't forget to take care of your younger sister, I hope you will still be the person I knew at the beginning as good as that, everything will be made easy, always under God's protection.

bye!

[secretaccountlol]

How could you, Spiderman?

Hi, I've been staring at this piece of shit fic for too long. I lowkey hate it. So, I just ran it through Grammarly one last time before uploading it, I'm wiping my hands clean of this monstrosity!

18+ This is S-M-U-T !!!

This is written with tasm/insomniac games spiderman in mind but you can picture any spidey you'd like.

CW: Bondage, swearing, angry talk, like non-con if you squint? [The reader plays hard to get to protect her feelings] unprotected sex, teasing, humiliation, praise kink!

Summary: Well, unfortunately for you turns out spiderman was using you to get to king pin's files. Now, you're stuck between a bed and a hard place.

As always, please like, reblog, or comment I always love hearing from ya'll <3 ! Anyways! ENJOY!

You writhe against the cool webbing, a horrid creaking sound glides through the air as Spider-Man glares at you momentarily before shifting back to look at your computer. “Shh! I'm trying to read your top secret files!” His playful tone pisses you off, as you start to thrash around even more. He takes the flash drive he had previously shoved in your computer back as he turns to you. You shoot daggers through his heart with the malice that radiates from your eyes, his confidence shatters for a moment he’s not sure, if he’s doing the right thing anymore, not that you can see that through the mask. He gently pries off the webbing from your mouth. “You fucking asshole!” You huff, he sighs. “I-..yeah I deserve that.” He bites his lip and his hands' fiddle with the flash drive. “Did anything we do mean anything? Or were you just trying to get into King Pin’s pants through mine?! Huh, Spider-!”

You fiercely twist and turn. You can feel your wrist bruising but you don’t care you just want to rip that stupid mask off his face and shove it down his throat. Spider-Man quickly places his hands over your bonded ones, throwing the flash drive on your dresser. “Please calm down, you'll hurt yourself, angel.” His light touch instantly soothes your burning skin for a second before you remember what he’s done and then you start trying to kick his shins with your unbounded legs. “Fuck you! Like you care! if you did you wouldn’t have pulled this shit!” He throws his legs over yours straddling you, caging your legs in, they still jitter under him desperate to hit him. “You think I wanted to see you like this?! Huh? So infuriated at me you can’t look me in the eyes without thinking of ripping my head off?!” He slaps his hands on the bed beside your body, he grips the soft sheets. “It wasn’t supposed to go this far, I’m sorry” he faced away from you, his mask hid his face, but not his voice.

“How far was it supposed to go then?” You're chested and pumped laboriously. “I-.. we were supposed to be just- friends. But- I..” he finally turned to look at you. “You’re..personality- it’s - your. Fuck! You’re so cute, funny, amazing I-I couldn’t stay away.” His hands found their way to your face, you let him touch you slightly leaning into his touch, though you didn’t want to. “I’m a wax candle and you’re the sun, I just got too close to you..” he tilts forwards bringing his face to yours you can feel the breath through his mask, softly nuzzling your face. “So, it’s MY fault for being so charming?” You chuckle cruelly. “And how cheesy are you? Let’s be real, you just wanted to fuck.” You scoff, and you try to turn your head away from him, but his strong hands keep your head in place.

“ Ha- okay, well fucking you was a..Bonus. Per Se .” He matter-of-factly stated to you, he analyzed your face for any reactions, you refused to be antagonized, you simply only scowled. This prompted him to lean back to observe you, really ogle you. Clearly, you had planned for him to be there, but not in this way. Your hair was styled the way he told you he liked it, nails done in his favorite color, and your nightgown, or lack thereof. His eyes raked down, a light blue lingerie gown. convoluted detailed bralette and dainty panties lining your hips. Your demeanor switched instantly. You turn away hiding your gaze, you pout, not like you could do anything anyways.

“Were you..for me?” His voice was quiet, awestruck. You didn’t answer, you couldn't, the shame and anger blistered inside of you. Your body shivered as he palmed your breast softly, humming to himself as his other hand traced down your sides. “All mine, hm?” His voice vibrated through your ears. “I am not yours!” You jerked your head back to stare at him. “Oh? Say it to my face then.” His smug tone irked you. “I totally could if you’d show me, coward!” You spit back. “Fine!” As he lugged his mask off, you're frozen in place, HOLY FUCK. “Come on, say it. Say you don’t want to be mine, angel.” Spider-Man’s eyes were trained on yours. You tried to speak, but nothing came out. He was ..beautiful, soft brown hair flopped into his gentle, kind eyes, though they looked regretful, his lips were a perfect kissable pink. You were kinda glad he waited this long to show you his face because you’d probably be too shy to talk to him if you knew he was THIS handsome.

The feeling of a cool hand slipping into the baby pink panties snapped you back to reality you jerk against it, and your eyes find his. “Sp-“ “Peter” before you could voice your confusion he spoke again. “Peter Parker. It’s my real name, remember it, please. I rather you scream that today, instead of Spider-Man, while I fuck your brains out tonight, Kay?” The words rolled from his tongue with ease, making your face feel like flames. “Wh-what gives you the impression you’ll be getting anything outta me tonight, you webhead ?” You smirked but before you could hurl more insults, his fingers precipitously flicked your clit, involuntary moan slips through your mouth.

“Fuck.” You muttered, your chest heaved again. “That. Right there gives that impression.” His fingers circle your clit again, poking and toying with you. You weren’t gonna back down that easily, You made an effort to keep still and quiet as his eyes bore into yours. “Oh? Silent treatment, angel, really?” His hands rubbed gently down your folds, you let out a sigh to your dismay. “Mm come on- you know I love those pretty sounds of yours, angel.” His whispers tickled your ear. “Fu-ck Off!” You manage to mutter through clenched teeth. “I’m not giving myself up to you that easi- Shi-Ah!“ Peter’s fingers found their way into your aching hole, while the other hand found a way into your mouth, his thumb resting in the middle of your tongue while the rest held your chin in place to look at him.

“Mm, that’s fine I’ll just make sure your mouth stays open so I can hear every beautiful little sound you make.” His mouth contorted into an evil smirk, as he pumped two fingers into you, your eyes screwed shut, and choked whimpers broke through the air as you felt him shift to watch his puppeteering. “P-Peter!” Your speeches slurred with his thumb in your mouth, You sounded ridiculous, you felt ridiculous, and your strong resolve had crumbled within seconds. “Yes, my love?” His voice was laced with syrup and honey, you couldn’t stand it. “I can’t-mm S’mm- top it, I’mm Gunna c-cum..” your body spasmed against his hands, as he pressed you down further to keep you in place. “I’ve only put two fingers in, my love. You can handle more than that, I know you can.” You soon felt three digits probing your cunt. “See? Fit three fingers in this pretty thing!” You whimpered, clutching your eyes closed.

God, you could explode from embarrassment. You could hear the sloppy movements of his fingers tearing in and out of you. “Fuck when I said pretty sounds I was talking about your mouth, but your pussy is giving me a whole vocal performance too. God, you’re perfect.” You whine against his words, your ears burned. “Why is your pussy so happy today, hm, baby?” His questions hung in the air as his tongue slithered down your neck, his mouth biting, nibbling you wherever he could reach, taking his hand out of your mouth to clench your throat to angle it more to his liking. Another strained whimper passed through your mouth, “Is the lingerie? No.. that couldn’t be it.. Me fucking you raw in my suit? Nope, we’ve done that plenty…ah-! I bet it’s cuz you're all tied up.” His “p” popped at the end. All you could do was nod pathetically. “Aw, sweetheart, I would’ve tied you up anytime, if I knew you liked bondage, you should tell me these things, baby.” His tone was condescending, he was patronizing you. His fingers pulled out of you, you moaned at the loss of fullness.

“Shh, I’ll give you something even better, darling.” You hear shuffling, you finally open your eyes to see Peter in his full glory, fully naked, your eyes track him as he hovers over you once more. “Like what you see?” His eyes lowered in a satisfied smirk. “Shut up and fuck me, you bastard” you spat out. “Tsk- that’s not nice. Ask nicely and I’ll gladly fuck your brains out, angel.” Peter nuzzles his chin between your neck and shoulders, humming softly again. “Wha-?” You try to twist to see his face, to avail. “You heard me, beg. Beg for what you want.” His nuzzles turn into hickeys as he waits for your reply, a minute passes as your mind races. “Parker.” “Angel-?“ You try mimicking his tone to steal some of his confidence. “Fuck me…” your voice trailed off. “Have to be louder, couldn't hear you baby” Parker parks himself on his elbows, his hands resting on his cheeks, staring at you with a gleeful look. “Fuck..me please..” his face lights up. “Of course, my love” his nose nuzzles yours, and you grin. “I’m gonna rip this off the bed frame ok? Stay still.” You nod as your hands are freed from the headboard, you instantly pull his face down to kiss you, which he accepts graciously.

“You haven’t kissed me this whole time.” You whisper against his lips, capturing them again and again. “Sorry angel, won’t happen again.” His dorkish smile lit up your heart as he hoisted you up. “Wanna ride me pretty girl?“ he gleams, his eyes radiating love for you, as you nod, priming yourself as you maneuver down his shaft. “Shit.” His whimpers fueled your desire, as you shakily bounced up and down his shaft.

“T-take your time, y-fuckfuckfuck… don’t have to go fast, love.” You chuckle watching his face contorted in pleasure. “I know, I just love watching you unravel.” You buck up suddenly as he slams back into you, trying to meet your strokes. “Tr-tryin’ to get payback, h-hm?” His breath faltered heavily as his glazed eyes stared into yours. “Yeah baby, you need a little punishing yourself” you giggle before it curves into a moan. “Mm- fuck yes yes-“ you lean towards his chest. “Just- yes right there, Peter! God- yes, you’re so.. sososo good. Please fuck-!” You were babbling now you couldn’t help it, Peter pinned you back down to the bed again fucking you into the sheets. Plea..- plea-! I-I wann- cumm- please” you’re definitely not making sense now but Peter welcomed it, he craved it. “It’s okay pretty girl I’m almost there too-“ his hands hold the back of your head trying to keep you from moving out of his grasp. Three more movements and both you collapse, a heaving mess, his cum flowing into your pussy as your nails dig into his back. His mouth slotted over yours as you both breathed life into each other.

He broke the silence first, “What..Should I- should we do now?” You snuggled your face into his shoulder. “I- I don’t know, Peter” You both relish each other's presence for a bit before Peter tries to get up, you break the silence this time, gripping his hand. “But I-I know ..I still want you to stay the night.” Your voice was small but you knew he heard you. He simply nods, snuggling you tighter. This was okay, For now.

[rrazor]

hq boys post wisdom teeth extraction

tags: fluff, soft boyfies lol

kuroo tetsurou wakes up and immediately the first thing he tells the professionals around him is that he wants to see his girlfriend because he knows you’re waiting for him and “i love her so much 🥺🥰" he says it a few more times and everyone laughs at how doped up he is both from the drugs and you. when you walk in to take notes on how to take care of him afterwards, he just stares at you as he holds you hand with the SOFTEST LOOK on his face like 🥺😍☺️❤️💕💖💝🥺🥰💖💝☺️

tetsu cannot stop looking at you and u almost have to plead with him to watch where’s he walking like tetsu pls we don’t wanna have to come back to get your front teeth done sweetie 🅱️lease!!!!!! other than that he is pretty easy to reason with it as long as you promise to kiss every part of his face once in a particular order and if u mess up, unfortunately, you’ll just have to start over again sigh it makes his heart go 💥💥💥

bokuto kuroo offers to drive him back home and brings you along to support and comfort him. he helps kou get into the back with you but he refuses and goes “kuroooooo, she’s too pretty, I dun wanna sit next to her ☹️” LMFAO kuroo rolls his eyes and just sits him down and buckles him in despite his protests HA

kou is super nervous and keeps looking over you when he thinks you aren’t looking like 🥺😊 and you decide to play along and ask him how he’s feeling and if he’s in pain and he shakes his head and goes “‘m okay, you’re really pretty though 🥺😍” kuroo snorts in the front seat and you’re trying rlly hard to not laugh at how cute he is so you take his hand and kou lit rally thinks he’s gonna pass out when you call him handsome and ask him out before kissing his cheek. he starts crying as he says things like “kuroo!!!! the pretty girl is my girlfriend now!! 🥺❤️😭💖💕😭😭🥳”

akaashi you’re already by his side by the time he wakes up but he doesn’t remember jack so he goes “hello, have u seen my girlfriend? she looks just like you. can u tell me if u see her? I would like to see her—she’s my everything 😊🥰” UGGHH KISS HIIMMM

he doesn’t remember who you are until the medication wears off but you manage to convince him that you’re gonna take him to his girlfriend so you can take him home 💀 and he spends the whole car ride really pretty quiet until you ask him why he’s so fidgety and then he softly tells you “i… can’t wait to see my girlfriend 🥺🥰💕 she said we’d go on an ice-cream date after🍦i hope she’s not mad that it’s been so long 🥺❤️💗” AHDHJANAA like a little happy babyyyy 🥺😭

oikawa tooru’s procedure finishes earlier than expected and has a dental hygienist watching over him as they wait for you and for some reason he starts to sing, but it’s really out of tune because of all the cotton in his mouth and the dental hygienist is just standing there, taking it. you can hear him down the hall as you walk into his room and he’s so excited to see you!!! “did you hear me sing for you, babe? i didn’t want you to get lost in this maze 🥺🥰” “yes, i did, tooru, tysm you don’t have to sing anymore 😊😇💕”

tries to pull you into his lap as the dentist goes through the aftercare procedures and whines “pleasssseeeee, it huuurrrrrttttts i just want cuddddlllleesssss 😭☹️🥺💕” you opt to sit on the edge of the chair as he buries his head in your back 🥰

iwaizumi YOU try to flirt with hajime because he doesn’t remember that you’re his girlfriend and he’s all like stop!!! i have a girlfriend! 😡 AHAHA so you decide to ask him about his lovely girlfriend and he gets the softest smile on his face omggg and he starts going on about how hardworking you are ❤️, determined 💘, beautiful 💖, how nice you smell 😳

when you tell him its you he doesn’t believe you!!! like stop u r trying too hard, stranger!!! 😠 It’s not until you bring up a photo of yourselves and stick it next to your face does he go all soft again like babe i missed you 🥺 there was this weirdo trying to flirt with me, i’m so glad you’re here 🥰 and you tell him that the weirdo was you and he’s like “no, you’re better than that” LMFAAOO THANKS HAJIME 😭

matsukawa his mom is there to pick the two of you up and he’s holding your hand as he turns to you, super concerned and goes “babe, we forgot my teeth 😞” HWJJCKWJSJEF 💀 he’s all pouty and its sooooooo cute LMFAO WHAT DID HE THINK A REMOVAL WAS??? but you play it cool and squeeze his hand and say “i didnt forget you though 😊” he nods like a little kid and says “yeah” and tries to pull you into his lap so that you can cuddle but his mom is right there and you’re tryna be a good passenger and stop him from unbuckling your seatbelt: issei, we can cuddle when we get home!!!!

this giant dude just looks at you all 🥺 and BEGS like “babe please, just a little, i just want to hold you 🥺💕” he tries to guilt trip you like “c’mon, babe, you forgot my teeth” 😭😭😭 STFU u somehow make it back to his place and he tackles you into the couch and promptly falls asleep in 2 minutes flat 😴 his mom thinks its hilarious and thanks u for taking care of him ☺️❤️

hanamaki straight up asks you if you have a boyfriend. you say yes and he gets REALLY SAD OH MY GOD and is all “oh ☹️🥺” but then you cup his cheek and hold one of his hands and start telling him what your boyfriend looks like and how he has cute strawberry hair and pretty eyes and how handsome he is and talking about his cute little eyebrows and how good he is at volleyball and takahiro is like…. 🧐🤨 is that…… me??? but then he’s like wait it couldn’t be and gets all sad again 😭

you can’t take how sad he is and tell him it’s him!!!!! you give him some kisses as an apology 😭🥺💖❤️ and he’s all really?!!? 🥰💖💕💝🥳💕as he pulls you close to rest his head on your chest. he asks you to talk about how much you love him again 😭🥰🥺 refuses to remove himself from you

kyoutani he’s got this super angry expression on his face and everyone stays a good ways away from him 😬 when you come in, you get the same 😡 but then he chills because you’re wearing that one dress he went out of his way to buy for you when you were window shopping together that one time and he’s like …..suspicious why is she wearing her dress 😒 HAJFKAKSW KENTAROU

but THEN he sees the bracelet he got you for your one year anniversary and takes a whiff of you (um 😷) and NOW he’s all WAIT…… connections r being made—he gets super handsy 😳💕 really likes it when you kiss his forehead 🥺 and glares daggers at the dentist with his head on your chest, arms around your waist as you stand next to him and listen to what the aftercare instructions are because he’s all like grrr my girlfriend!! no touch!!! 😡🤬

daichi omg daichi is SO SHY and BASHFUL like he looks at you all 🥺🥰 and when you look towards him he immediately looks away but it’s so obvious because his ears are red and you can see his blush high on his cheekbones 😭🥺💕 you ask him what’s wrong and he’s stuttering trying to ask if you have a boyfriend and you’re like yes 💔

his face FALLS and it hurts but then you show him your matching engagement rings 💍 like “we’re fiancés, dai 🥰❤️” and he almost cries as hard as when he heard you say yes 😭💖💕 he’s so EMBARRASSED when you show the video back to him 😭 suga and asahi clown him 🤧

sugawara fella wakes up, looks you in the eye and is like “they’ve rebuilt me, babe✨” what? “the technology!!!” ??? “they made me better than i was before: better, stronger, faster 🤖💪🧠" LMFAO thinks he underwent some experiment like no we just fixed your teeth 😌

when you tell him so he gets a little dejected and asks you if you’d still love him without any upgrades with his lips pursed and his cheeks pink as he plays with your hands 🥺💗 like OFC KOUSHI!!! 🥰🥺❤️ really sweet and giggly on the bus ride home—holds you close and draws circles on your skin as he talks about the strangest things 🙈💖

kageyama no inhibitions so tobio is very attached to you!!! when he wakes up to see you next to him, he grabs you in his half-asleep state to leave slobbery kisses all over you like some dog before he falls back asleep again 💀 he wakes up twenty minutes later to see that you’re gone (had to wash off his spit 😬) and he panics when he doesn’t see you 😭🥺

he gets up to try to look for you and the second you come back, he hugs you and is all ☹️ telling you “don’t go too far, i wanna always be able to find you 😠🥺” you rub his back and pinky promise to stay close by and he’s so relieved he falls asleep standing 😴💕 like …..thanks 🤧 asks if he can play volleyball and pouts rlly hard when the dentist says no 😭💔

atsumu atsumu is loopy af and he wanted to go to the washroom so the poor staff had to hull around this 6’2”, 80kg man around but then you walk in just as they’re about to turn the corner and the moment he sees you, he’s goes “BABIEEEEE, I loOoove yoU! 😍” in this super adorable, high pitched sing-songy voice and makes OBNOXIOUS kissy faces at you but it looks so funny because his mouth is full of cotton 😭😭🤧🥴 the nurses tell you he’s a keeper but then he promptly slips and nearly falls on his face trying to walk over to you unassisted 🙄

the walk to the car is SO HARD because he clings to you like a baby koala and whines when you try to get him to loosen up so that you can get better leverage to support his weight like atsumu pls we’re almost there, just let go for a bit and he’s all puppy eyed like “don’t 🥺 ya 🥺 love 🥺 me 🥺 baby???????? i jus’ wanna be close to ya 💔💔💔” JAJCJJWNCMS he denies all of it when he sobers up

osamu all this fool remembers is that he has a girlfriend and that she looks EXACTLY like you but his brain synapses aren’t working like they used to 😔 so he doesn’t remember that YOU are literally his girlfriend so he just sits there and goes all “you look so much like her….. i miss her sm 😢🤕😞” with this faraway look in his eyes AS IF YOU WERE DEAD 💀 THE DISRESPECT

he rlly wants to hold your hand and touch you but like u aren’t his girlfriend right??? but you tell him u are after rolling ur eyes and show him some photos of the two of you as proof and he’s all “oh!” 😳 and he smiles so broad you can see his little dimple on his left cheek 😭💖 because he can FINALLY hold your hand 🥰 no filter so he whisper-begs for kisses throughout the entire time the dentist talks you through his surgery and how to care for him and you’re so embarrassed JAJCJKAKDSS “pls, pls can i have a kiss” you give him one “can i have one here now” “what about here” “pls another one pls” 🥺🥺🥺 at least he’s polite JAJCNKAFB

suna rin remembers you and right when he wakes up to see you next to him he says, “hello, wife 💖" and waits for your response but like wtf do u SAY like you’ve only ever heard him tell you he loves you that ONE time he thought u were ASLEEP!!! and you haven’t even talked about anything beyond dating yet!!! is it the anaesthetic that’s making him say this or is he just fooling you??? 💀😵 a few minutes later, he sighs and goes “you’re supposed to say ‘hello, husband ❤️’….” 🙄🥱

show him the video after the anaesthetic wears off and he’ll sit there looking at you like “….well? i’m still waiting? 😐” ugH modern romance am i right HAHDJKAKSKAA

ushijima wakatoshi thinks you’re another nurse even though you’re dressed nothing like them and he asks you when his girlfriend is coming and if she knows he’s done with the procedure and also “have you met my girlfriend? she is very beautiful and very kind. you must meet her ☺️” he asks the same questions to the dentist who comes in to talk to you afterwards and they’re looking at him like ?????? “isn’t this your girlfriend, ushijima-san?”

wakatoshi just goes 😯, looks at you and says your name so softly and in the sweetest way possible and tells you he missed you and he loves you and he wants to go get curry from that one restaurant later and the dentist tells you they’ll be back later as you sob 😭😭❤️💕❤️😭💖

semi eita thinks you’re one of the office receptionists when you walk in and asks you if you, his girlfriend 💕, had been notified that the procedure was done and you’re all uh yes she does, she’s coming soon!! he nods very cutely and thanks you, handsome smile on his face at the thought of seeing you 🥰 he turns around to look at the window and you just stand there all 😶 he HUMS softly as he waits and it’s that one song he played for you on his guitar HAJXNJSW 😭🥺💘❤️

he turns back around thirty seconds later like “babe?? is that you?? you got here so fast 😍🥺💖😚” as if it wasn’t you THE WHOLE TIME 💀 melts when you kiss his cheeks tenderly 🥰 plays with your fingers as he softly looks into your eyes!! 😍

tendou really wants to get his wisdom teeth back like just because you pulled them out doesn’t make them yours, sensei 🙄 LMFAO the dentist gives him his teeth afterwards and he holds them out for you and you’re like “tysm for your bloody, gross teeth, satori 🥰😬” “AWWW you’re welcome 😊 aren’t they cute? ya think our kids will be this cute? 💖”

many thoughts: 1) oh god oh GOD he wants to have KIDS WITH YOU!! MARRIAGE??!? 😵❤️ 2) y does he think his molars r cute and y does he hope your kids will look like nasty teeth 😭💀 he’s rlly adamant about you lazing around with him. keeps showing u his teeth for some reason but gives the cutest smiles and hums when you feed him his fav chocolate ice cream 💗💗💗

goshiki he tries to flirt with you but its so funny and endearingly awkward because he’s got all the gauze in his mouth and he isn’t that good at it and he’s on the verge of tears half the time and you dont know why??? you ask him and his brows are all furrowed, pout on his lips and says “just wanna be your boyfriend pls 🥺💕” “yeah?” “yeah,” he nods. “i promise to do my best 🥺”

when you tell him you’re already dating, he starts to cry and is all like i have to tell all my friends 😭 tsutomu cries to the dentist like “sensei, y’know, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend 😭❤️” he quiets down when you brush through his hair with your hands ☺️

terushima you walk into his room after he’s done and ask the dental hygienists how he’s doing and he looks at you all confused like 🤨 and asks the hygienists who you are. they think you’re married for some reason and say “that’s your wife!” and you’re so EMBARRASSED but also super happy on the inside HAHA he straight up goes “DAAAMMNNN, I did alright, huh?! when we bustin’ outta here?!” 🤪😜🥴😘 as if he could actually differentiate between left and right, up and down 😔

just in case, he asks you if you’re his wife at the same time the dentist asks if the two of you will be okay from here on out and you nod to the dentist’s question but yuuji thinks it’s for him so he lays back down with this satisfied look on his face like HELL YEAH alright, alright, alright 😌🥰🥴 and does those little nods SIDJAJJDJSJFJR HAHAHAHA

sakusa omi lets you play with his bangs and hands as you wait for the dentist and he LOVES IT softest smile on his face!! RIDICULOUSLY CLINGY!!!! he does NOT want you to leave him at all, will not let you go to the bathroom even though you’re like “omi, please, the dentist is busy with another patient right now, i’ll be back soon before we go through the aftercare stuff” “no” “omi, i have to pee” “do it here” and now it’s you who’s all 🤢

gets really defensive and protective when the dentist comes in and just shoves his head in your chest because he doesn’t want to look at them LMFAO death grip around your waist 🤧 when you show him what he said about you going to the bathroom he demands you delete it “omi, i didn’t know u loved me that much 🥰🥺💕” “…………..🤐”

hoshiumi kourai insisted he was fine on his own “nothing is impossible for hoshiumi kourai, national athlete 😤” when the dentist asked if he needed someone to watch over him and the dentist is 🤨 ok sir and leaves after he falls asleep. when he wakes up, no one’s in his room and he has to use the washroom and he’s like i’ll do just it myself 🙄 he tries to stand and promptly collapses to the floor. he CRAWLS around on his stomach and makes it out of his room just as you walk in and you’re like KOU whY are you on the FLOOR like a ROACH 😭😭😭

it’s like you’re reenacting some dramatic romance movie as kou groans around the gauze and makes poor attempts to stand up, holding onto you LAKDSHLASKAHD 💀💀💀 asks you to get on the floor with him because he honest to god can’t get UP so that he can cuddle with you as the dentist and his assistants stand two feet away 🥰💕 tries to fight the staff when they get too close to you trying to help him get back to his bed HAJJFKAKDMAD

extra: kita shinsuke (lol) when kita finishes his wisdom tooth extraction, he looks at you like this and doesnt remember who you are; he thinks you’re here for another patient and doesn’t say a word to you because his grandma taught him not to talk to strangers.

[cattordi]

bye bye

a/n: bye bye american pie. BLACK WIDOW SPOILERS KINDA: the beginning credits had me sobbing. NOT SPOILERS: and i feel like 40’s chris had a dom side or maybe a sub side A FUCKING SWITCH.

summary steve is about to be shipped off and never told you about it….

pairing 40’s!steve rogers x 40’s!reader

warning smut 18+ minors dni, oral (f receiving) light breeding kink, arguing, fluff, no protection(wrap it before u tap it.) angst, language, squirting, orgasm denial/control blah blah etc. (i think that’s it.) not proofread duh

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“how’s my favorite girl doing?” steve says as he wanders into his room where you had been sitting waiting for him to get home. “when the hell were you gonna tell me steve?” you ask and your voice breaks.

he turns to look at you and immediately sees the ripped up deployment envelope on his bed, in front of you. “y/n.” he begins but you cut him off.

“no, when the hell were you gonna tell me? or was i never going to know? steve, i can’t believe you. this is the lowest of low.” you say and he stares at you in disbelief. you stand up and walk towards the wardrobe with your clothes in them but steve grabs your arms and jerks you to look at him.

“if you would listen for a goddamn minute, you’d know i was gonna tell you today. why’d you even open my mail anyways? he says and raises his voice slights.

“you were gonna tell me the day before you fucking left! and you ask me why i opened your mail? what kind of question?” you yell and once again steve stares at you in disbelief. “i’m leaving. have fun wherever the hell you’re going with peggy fucking carter. and i opened your mail because your name wasn’t on it and i was never informed that you were going anywhere.”

as soon as steve hears peggys names, a flip switches. “you’ve never been jealous before! what happened now?” he yells and you immediately turn around screaming at him.

“because you give her more attention than me and ive been with you before you became captain fucking america! i understand you were gonna get shipped off sooner of later but you didn’t tell me. don’t turn this on me!” you yell and steve grabs you by the face, roughly. “don’t talk to me like that ever again or i swear you won’t be able to walk again. and i don’t give her attention y/n. i’ve been avoiding her and refusing to be around her for the past month for you. literally rejecting her because i wanna be with a you.” he begins and you gasp slightly.

“even though this past month you’ve been so bratty and responsive. i didn’t wanna tell you because no matter what, i’d have too leave you and i don’t fucking want that. now stop acting like a brat strip, and get on the damn bed. and for this one time can you not say something back because you’re already in for it.”

you huff a bit when he lets your face go, but begin to unbutton your dress, slowly. steve watches you intently, “if you go any slower i’m gonna be shipped off. you’re all bark no bite.” he growls and you speed up. shagging your dress off and pulling your panties to the side.

you didn’t even notice that steve’s shirt had been discarded somewhere within his room. he pushes you onto you back, while pulling your legs open. you feel your arousal slide down your leg and chris notices quickly, “i haven’t even touched you. don’t cum. and i wanna hear you screaming and apologizing for yelling at me until i let you cum.”

you squeak out a “okay.” before steve dives in between your legs. just his hot breath on your heat makes you moan. his tongue rolls around your clit forcing you to buck your hips for more. “i’m sorry steve.” you mumble but can barely get the words out.

soon, your moans fill the room and you forget that he wants you to apologize. “i’m- im sorry. can i cum? can i cum please?” you yell and you’re pretty sure through the thin walls, steves neighbor can hear. he slips two fingers into you and continuously graze your g-spot.

his tongue flips through your folds like a book, and over your clit even more making your orgasm hard to contain. “i’m sorry steve. please let me cum. i can’t. i’m so sorry.” you gasp out and can feel steve grin in satisfaction. “i won’t yell at you again. just please let me cum!” you yell and the three letter word sends you over the edge.

“cum.” and you do. your orgasm comes so hard you don’t even realize you squirted on steve’s bare chest. “fuck” he cursed out and you slowly open your eyes. your jaw drops and a string of apologies fly out your mouth. “shut up… that was the most attractive thing i’ve ever seen.” he says and he looks so fucked out of his mind.

in one swift move, he flips you onto your back. and you can hear his belt jingling. once his belt is off and his pants are discarded, he pulls you up to his chest. “be a good girl.” he mumbles and before you can respond his whole length is shoved into you. a gasp and moan rip through you at the same time.

he pushes you back down, not forgetting to pull your hair so your back is arched though. “y/n, you feel so good around me. God-“ he moans out and even though you didn’t think you could get more turned on you did.

the sounds of skin slapping and mixed moans is music to both you and steve’s ears. “can i cum?” you ask in between moans. steve pulls you back up, hand flying to your clit. “cum. cum all over my dick and claim me.” he mumbles and another orgasm washes over you. a coil in the pit of your stomach snaps, which feels so good.

“you feel so good around me baby.” he whispers in your ear before gently kissing your neck. “i want you to cum again.” he mumbles but your second orgasm had already been building up.

you cum again, this time being better than the last. you squirt on steve’s dick and the moan he releases has you feral. “God, i’m gonna fill you up. have you full of my cum before i leave? maybe i’ll leave and come back with a baby?” he groans and you moan at his words.

his hip still a bit as they slow but they still snap into your ass hard. white ropes of cum filling your walls and you can feel all of it. when he fill you up, he doesn’t pull out. pushing you onto the beed, he mutters“keep it in.” and it sounds like a warning. he pulls out slowly, noticing how swollen your pussy is.

“you’re so perfect.” he says and rubs his finger over your clit. you jolt away and he pouts, “too much? are you too sensitive?” he whispers and you roll onto your back while nodding.

he grabs a blanket and drapes it over your shoulders. before pulling you into his lap. “i’m sorry for yelling. i should’ve told you sooner but i just didn’t wanna because i don’t wanna leave you.” he whispers and kisses the top of your head.

“it’s okay. i overreacted so much, im just scared you’re not gonna come back. i need you.”