#bout to get me a cute dress tomorrow

[dollyhao]

pastor’s wife!reader x perv!ellie

summary: ellie moves to a new neighborhood and is instantly infatuated with her innocent, married next door neighbor.

cw: teasing, dirty thoughts, cunnilingus (r!receiving), fingering, talk of the bible and church. (yall ion know shit bout church but i hope this is satisfying i know some people were excited about this.)

word count: 1.8k

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how fucking unlucky does ellie have to be to move next door to a damn pastor. ellie moved in 2 weeks ago when the pastor was at her door for a ‘welcome to the neighborhood’ visit. ellie has to literally stop herself from rolling her eyes at him when he mentions ellie coming to the church sometime that is until ellie sees someone out of her peripheral vision walking over to the two of them.

ellie feels like the world slows down. she sees a young woman, older than her but still young, walk over to her and the pastor holding a glass container of cupcakes. “hello, these are for you. welcome to the neighborhood!” you say with a beaming smile, handing over the cupcakes. you're wearing a ribbon as a headband and a knee length length dress with knee-high socks on. looking impossibly cute and innocent.

“hi, i’m ellie by the way.” ellie responds smiling a seemingly sweet smile, but there is nothing innocent going through her mind. “this is my wife,” the pastor said wrapping his arm around your waist. ellie literally cringes, he's like, twice your age. ellie sees you slowly pull out his hold with a strained smile.

“oh well thank you. i have to go back inside. it was nice meeting you two though.” ellie gives a tight slip smile. “of course. don’t hesitate to ask if you need anything and i mean anything.” you say grabbing her hand and giving it a squeeze. you and the pastor walk off back to your house and ellie closes the door.

now she might be tripping but ellie thinks that you were hinting at something with that last statement but she probably just imagined it.

that night, ellie is playing a game on her pc when she takes a quick look out the window but does a double take when she sees you in a soft purple underwear and bra set rubbing lotion on your legs. ellie has a direct view of your tits and how they sit just perfect in that bra.

you walk away from the window digging through your drawers, still in her line of sight, to get a cute, short silky night gown. your back is towards her when you go to pull the nightgown over your head, she has the perfect view of your ass. fuck, ellie just wants to bend you over that same bed your senior citizen of a husband sleeps in and fuck the shit out of you until your begging for her to let you cum. you walk over to the window looking directly at ellie, there’s no mistaking it this time, blushing at her before pulling the curtains closed. she swears she sees a small smile.

ellie is totally dripping wet right now. and shes decided, ellie has to have you.

ellie walks over to you a couple days later while your outside gardening one morning. you look up at her, "hi ellie!" you say standing, taking your gloves off giving her your full attention. "hey i was hoping you could teach me more about the bible and.. stuff." ellie doesn't know anything about this shit or care, but if it gets her in your pants, she's all for it.

"of course ellie! i'd love to. meet me at church tomorrow?"

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"please give donations to the church, they are going to a family in need right here in our community thank you and have a blessed day." the pastor says. everyone stands and walks around conversing. ellie is standing against a wall in the back of the church, watching you.

you shake hands and smile with gossipy older women. she waits until the church is practically empty and your picking up items left on seats putting them in the lost-n-found, to approach you. "ellie!" you say smiling at her, "when did you get here, i didnt see you through the whole sermon?" "a little while ago, i watched from the back," she says hands in her pocket and standing infront of you, "you look cute" she says looking at your lilac dress.

"thank you.." you say giving her a shy smile, walking over to the lost n found box, with her following behind. you put the random stuff in the box turning around finding ellie really close. "did you enjoy the um…sermon?" you whisper staring into her eyes. ellie hums, putting a hand on your waist.

she leans in, her lips ghosting yours. you lean forward before ellie backs up. "i dont really feel like the bible reading today. how bout next week?" she says hand rubbing up and down your waist. you nod, too nervous to talk. "...y-yea, thats fine. ill see you then." you say when you finally find your voice. ellie walks out leaving you there confused and excited.

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everyday the next week, ellie has been going over to your house for an hour to read the bible, with or without your husband there, trying to get closer to you. while you two are sitting on your couch one day, your reading a passage from the book, while ellie's staring at your face, not giving a fuck about what your reading, just thinking how pretty you would look with her dick in ya mouth.

you glance up at ellie catching her staring. you sit the book between the two of you, resting your head on the back of the couch, staring back. then you start giggling, "whats so funny." ellie says setting her copy of the book down too. "your so pretty ellie." you give her a soft smile. ellie blushes, shes not used to people calling her pretty, not even ex-girlfriends.

"thank you. your very beautiful yourself" she says not looking you in the eye. you scoot closer to her, "lets be friends ellie." you say grabbing her hands in yours, looking at her with those bambi eyes. "yea? i would like that, but if were going to be friends we can't read the bible every time we're together." ellie says chuckling.

"of course, how bout we watch a movie?" you suggest standing up, walking over to the tv. ellie knows that the movies you have are probably super PG, so she suggests you go over to her house 'because her tv is bigger'.

you get to ellie’s house and she puts on the gayest wlw movie she has. you two are snuggled on the couch under a blanket when a kiss scene comes on. the scene starts sweet but turns dirty quick. ellie looks over at you expecting to see shock but instead sees you squirming.

"you alright?" ellie asks whispering in your ear. you nod your head quickly. "im ok." you sit there for a couple more seconds, watching the scene before grabbing the remote and pausing it. you turn towards ellie, "i have a confession." you say looking down playing with your ring again. "what is it?"

you take a deep breath before mumbling, "i.. i like to watch girl on girl... videos." ellie looks at you shocked, this was gonna be easier than she thought. "i know its a sin to watch those kind of videos let alone the gay kind. but whenever i watch it, i just feel so... horny." you say, whispering that last part, glancing up at ellie. "im not sure im attracted to my husband... or men in general. and i know you like girls, i saw how you were looking at me from the window a couple weeks ago... so will you show me?"

ellie blinks, shes been trying to stop a smirk from breaking across her face the whole time you've been rambling. "show you what?" ellie knows what you mean but she wants to hear you say it. "show me what its like," you grab her hand placing it on your boob, "to be touched by a girl." she can't wait no more, she has to kiss you.

ellie leans in kissing you deeply, cradling your head slowly pushing you to lay back on the couch never disconnecting your lips. ellie slowly trails her hands from your breast to your waist while pushing her tongue in your mouth. you whimper already soaked. ellie is going too slow for you, you need more, so you lift her shirt up running your hands over her tummy hoping she'll get the message.

ellie takes off your dress straps pulling the dress down under your boobs. you have this cute white lace bra on. ellie disconnects her lips from yours looking down at you, she groans cupping your boob, "you have no idea how sexy you are." she whispers before biting and sucking on your boobs.

she sits up to look at you. your breathing heavy, with your tits covered with spit and bites and your dress askew. "cmon ellie. your taking too long." you say grabbing her hand putting it under your dress. "how impatient.." ellie grins leaning back down, kissing on your neck pulling your panties to the side, running her fingers up and down your pussy feeling just how wet you are. "have you ever been this wet before?" she asks popping her finger in her mouth.

"no, never..." your breathing gets heavier as ellie slides her finger into you curling it. your back arches gripping on the couch cushion, moaning out ellie's name. ellie lowers herself giving you little kitten licks, making you buck for more. ellie latches on to your clit sucking and licking while fucking you with her two fingers.

you chant her name gripping onto her hair. you are seeing white spots, "omg ellie, i-i feel weird.." ellie chuckles coming back up to bite at the sensitive spot under your ear, fucking you faster. "you gonna cum baby, you ever did that before?" she asks biting at your ear. you shake your head, feeling the knot in your tummy burst. you moan out, whimpering as ellie lets you ride out your orgasm.

she pulls her fingers out, popping them in her mouth again staring you in your eyes. you let out a cute mewl. ellie sits up, looking down at you. "how do you feel?" ellie says as you pant with a dazed look on your face. you look at her flustered, wrapping your arms around her shoulder, pulling her down to you, planting sweet pecks on her lips.

“Like i wanna do it again.” you smile.

@aouiaa @elliespookie @thefrenchlesbian @bratydoll @elliens4

[p0ckykiss]

together for prom? - choi beomgyu

summary -> one time beomgyu forgot to ask the most important question, and you are slightly endeared (but mostly annoyed, why would he call you in the middle of the night when you're sleeping?).

it was a little after midnight that you heard your cell phone ring. you stare, a little disoriented, having just woken up from a good dream and sleep that you’re probably not going to get much due to the pile of mounting homework you had skillfully stalled. your eyes glared at the loud ringing phone, promising a certain death for the person who dared to break your beauty sleep.

you whipped your phone up, anger transformed to total confusion as you stared at the name that was lighting your phone. the name “gyu 💗” greeted your sleepy eyes, big and bright enough to hurt your eyes, but still confused you nonetheless.

“what does beomgyu want from me…?” you whispered slowly, mind still not fully there with you. nevertheless, not wanting to make your friend wait for long, you click on your phone and put it on your ear.

“hello? beomgyu? what’s up?” you ask slowly, mind still confused as to whether this is reality or dream. “ah y/n, sorry for waking you up so late. i was wondering what color i should wear to the prom?“ he cheerily greets back with nervous laugh, and you could imagine him at his own house, standing there awkwardly smiling that cute smile of his (in your opinion) as he scratched his neck nervously, an unconscious habit of his that you had caught since befriending him in elementary school. it was after around 5 seconds after that your mind stopped as you slowly processed what he said.

"wha, wait, color? prom? uh, i don’t know…, why are you asking me beomgyu?” you asked in total confusion; mind slower than usual due to your sleepiness. “well, we have to match so, what color is your dress?” he answers in his usual playful tone, and it is then that your mind took a screeching halt.

wait,

what?

you suddenly sat up on your bed, wide eyed, and now definitely wide awake, eyes staring ahead as your mind went full speed ahead, trying to process everything that you had heard from around 5 minutes ago. ‘when did beomgyu even ask me to the prom and how in the world could I not remember anything?’ your mind suddenly screams back at you as you run your mind back around your memory lane. nothing of interest really comes up there, just normal things you and your other friends do. and no matter how hard you try, you just couldn’t recall having any memory of beomgyu asking you to the prom.

“well, uh, I was just wondering… um, when are we going to the prom…?” the line went silent for a few seconds, the only sound you could hear was beomgyu’s breathing against the phone and the sounds of night animals echoing in the back. and then, you heard him curse.

“shit. I forgot to ask you,” he whispers quietly, and hadn’t you been waiting with baited breath, you might’ve missed it entirely. a small part at the corner of her mind questions the boy’s smartness and memory, while the larger part of it was laughing at how stupid and funny this situation has become. and you yourself couldn’t hold back a small giggle or two that had slipped out from your fingers.

“oh. well, i guess you should ask me again tomorrow,” you tease him, as more giggles escape your mouth. “ha ha, very funny,” he replied sarcastically, and you could feel beomgyu rolling his eyes from across the phone, a playful smile on his lips. “well, you’re in for a surprise then tomorrow! just know that I’ll definitely surprise you with my charm and tactfulness” he boasted loudly, and you had to bite your lips harder and hold your hands tighter as well in order to suppress another bout of giggles. he seems to sense that as well and let out a huff. “hmph, just you wait. you definitely won’t be able to reject me” he harrumphed, and you could see him scoffing at you. “alright, I’ll be waiting then,” you replied, a genuine smile playing across your lips. “alright then, see you tomorrow. and sorry for waking you up so late over nothing,” he hurriedly said and before you could reply back, you were left alone with your phone beeping loudly. “well, I better go back to sleeping” you shrugged slightly as you put your phone back on your nightstand, then covered yourself with your blankets.

[yumekojabaml]

ঞじòぴé Chapter 1 ઈଓᦗ࿐

Summary: M/n is a cute little white boy in Japan filled with demons and slayers. What if I told you those demons and slayers want him?

Harem list: 1/2 2/2

Chapter 2

author's purpose: Yes, I’m making another series even though I will NEVER finish it. If you guys could give me and idea on each post I got you👌🏽. The yandere will be speaking with bold and a color of my choice. The reader will have just bold.

TW: Death

“Something bad is 'bout to happen to me. I don't know what, but I feel it coming”— Steve Lacy

“M/N M/N RUN RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN”

“I'm sorry m/n I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.”

“M/N GET BACK HERE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE WITH ME.”

“HELP ME SOMEBODY PLEASE.”

“MAMA PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME AGAIN.

“GET AWAY FROM ME.”

“Nobodys going to help you.”

You woke drenched in sweat from a dream. “Type of dream was that?” You spoke out loud you've never had a dream like that before why all of a sudden?

‘I should get dressed.’ before getting dressed let me tell you what you look like. You have (h/l) hair with a petite body, long beautiful nails, and princess peach-like lips. You had a beauty that women wanted but never got.

Getting dressed, you ate, brushed your teeth, then left.

You open the shoji doors and close them leaving to get food since you are slowly running out. As you got there you got some stares from men mostly— the women envy you they just wished you, a foreigner NEVER came here. Did you care?… no you didn't.

“Hi, M/n It's been a while. “Spoke the pregnant lady. “Yes, it has been— how's the baby?” She smiled at you rubbing her belly. “He’s a fighter for sure he's been kicking me all day like he wants to see the world already.” She chuckled making you smile. “When he's born I want you to be his god uncle. “Does she really want that a teenager who should still be in middle school? “You mean it ame?” She nodded. “Now come help me.” she grabbed your wrist.

“Bye see you tomorrow!” She yelled waving goodbye as you walked away. All she wanted was for you to help her cook when her husband come home she gave you some of her food before you left. At least you don't have to cook.

For some reason when you came home and ate you just got this uneasy feeling like— something scary was gonna happen.

Laying your head down to rest all you hear is a loud, bloody murder scream. And your dumb ass got up and ran to the screaming once you got there the screaming stop all there was, was crying. You went to Ames's home seeing her holding a baby in her hands. She saw you. “M-m/n c-come closer.” You bent down in front of her.

“T-take c…are of m-my baby pl…ease. “Tears ran down hers and your face Ame chocked on her blood handing you her baby. “I will Ame… I’ll take care of him.” She smiled after saying. “You’ll be a better mother than me M/n.” Her hand dropped from your cheek before her eyes slowly shut. Your body was shaking if only Ame knew her baby was… gone before her.

— OBANAI’S POV—

‘Shit shit shit shit why didn't we get a report about this sooner.’ I thought seeing multiple dead bodies and blood. “We… are late- too late,” Giyuu said looking down of course we had to be late these demons are getting sneakier.

“Wait! I sense a heartbeat.” Sanemi ran in front of us we followed we made it to a house inside was a boy. Sitting on his knees sniffing holding a deceased baby along with a woman with tears streaming from his face. Giyuu was the first to step up to him.

“We need to get you out of here your family and many others will get a proper burial I just need you to let go of the baby and come with us.” The kid let go of the baby walking out of the house with his head down not even looking at us.

The kaiushi came cleaning up and burying the bodies I turned my head to the kid who was still there. Sanemi walked up to him. “Hey, listen you need to go home the sun is rising so you'll be fine walking home alone. “He didn't say anything well that's what we thought cause after Sanemi was done talking

“She was all I had left. “We looked at him he continued. “She loved me since the day I came to Japan she showed me around and treated me like I was a child of her own and now— she’s gone… because you couldn”t get here a second early.” He got up walking away from us.

It wasn't our fault we were late

[wnderkoo]

ESCAPISM | JJK

୨୧ lipstick smudged like modern art..

word count: 3k warnings: explicit smut

this is part of my drabble series, read more here!

"What did we say about disassociating?" comes the teasing voice of your best friend, Sumi. She was sitting across from you at the booth in the corner of this nightclub, where the lights were down and the music was up.

"Sorry..." you grumbled, taking another sip of your mocktail as if to pull yourself back into your own consciousness. In all truth, you had been zoning out for the past few minutes, unable to feel the club vibe at all.

You'd been sitting in the club for the past hour, eyes wandering over the crowd in boredom and watching the night play out. Your friends were here somewhere, but you weren't in the mood for dancing.

You were looking for something a little more fun.

That was when you saw him, leaning against one of the walls by the entrance. Looking so tempting in his black button up with the sleeves rolled to just above his elbows which showed off his full sleeve of dark tattoos. With the jeans that accentuated those thick thighs of his so perfectly, your first thought was getting him into your own pants.

And judging from the hooded glances he'd been making in your direction throughout the night, you could say he thought the same.

With enough alcohol in your system, you plucked up the courage to approach him.

You sauntered over, holding his gaze the whole trip across the club, until you were standing right in front of him.

From where you sat you could guess he was tall, but being right in front of him had you looking up.

"Five more seconds, and I would've come over myself," was the first thing he had said, his voice a rich timbre that sounded like honey. His eyes held yours, lips tugging up at the corners slightly.

It took you by surprise, you'd expected those eyes to be all over you by now. Your tiny black dress left little to the imagination and this man had front row access right now.

"I like the sound of that.. should I go back?" you asked in a sultry voice, tilting your head to the side ever so slightly. The man smiled, the soft rumble of a chuckle shaking his chest.

Inside, a searing heat started in his belly at your hooded eyes staring up at him, all but screaming 'fuck me' at him.

He was even more attractive up close, the smoothness of his skin enough to make any woman jealous and a jawline that could kill.

You could distinguish a freckle just below his lip that winked at you when he smiled.

"I'm Jungkook."

"Yn." you replied, taking the hand he held out to shake. You hoped the lighting of the club would be able to mask the blush creeping up onto your cheeks at the soft kiss he planted to the back of your hand.

"Would you like to get out of here, Yn?" he asked, doing the same head tilt you had done earlier, the way he said your name sending a bout of arousal straight to your core.

"Only if you promise not to kill me," you replied, gazing up at him as he finally straightened up.

God he was even taller now.

"Ah.. I guess that's out of the picture now." he joked softly, offering you his arm. Something about his confidence, or just him in general, had you taking it with no hesitation, wrapping a hand around his bicep as Jungkook led you out of the club.

You took your phone from your pocket to shoot your friend a quick text.

| leaving with a cute guy :) he's too pretty to be a murderer so hopefully i'll be home tomorrow..

You pocketed your phone and turned your head to see Jungkook smiling down at you.

"So you think I'm cute huh?" he teased as the two of you rounded the corner.

You'd thought he'd take you straight to his home, but it seemed Jungkook had different things in mind.

You were familiar with this part of the city since your friend Taehyung lived in an apartment not too far from here. The streets were well lit, and the lobbies of office buildings were still open with plenty of people inside, the first place you were running to if things turned sour.

But looking at the man beside you, blowing a stray piece of hair that seemed to be annoying him, you didn't think he could hurt a fly.

And for some odd reason, you felt safe with Jungkook.

He took your hand as he crossed the road and you laughed along with him when he nearly tripped on the curb.

The two of you hadn't stopped talking since you'd left the club, and you soon learnt that the confident playboy you had thought you'd met earlier was nothing but a dork.

"I'm just saying! The Demon Slayer movie was one of the best anime movies!" he exclaimed and then proceeded to give a detailed review of the film.

Yeah, you definitely weren't getting murdered tonight.

You only realised you were walking through the park when you cleared the line of trees and saw the reflection of the moon sparkling in the pond ahead.

Despite the loss of warmth from your hand leabing his, Jungkook's smile is nothing but warm as he watches you attempt to run over to the edge of the pond in your heels, almost tripping at least twice.

"I like to go here when I need time to myself," Jungkook said, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

He wasn't sure why he shared such an insignificant fact about himself, but it was easy to talk to you when it seemed like he'd known you for ever.

Jungkook had to remind himself that he'd only met you half an hour ago.

"So you live around here?"

Jungkook nodded, pointing to a large building over the trees on the other side of the park.

"That's my apartment building."

Jungkook found himself staring at you as you turned back to the pond, watching the ducks in awe, laughing softly when you told him how you wished you had some bread to throw.

Fuck, was he really considering running to the nearest convenience store to buy you bread?

There was no doubt he thought you were attractive, he really was going to approach you earlier when you'd beaten him to it. You had come over, looking so irresistible with your hips swaying as you walked, and Jungkook knew he was in for it.

And then you'd spoken to him, and he almost fell to his knees.

The moon hung in the sky, casting soft glows of pale ivory down onto your face and Jungkook just couldn't help but cup your jaw as he softly pressed his lips to yours.

You were slightly taken aback, since you'd spent the past few minutes in silence as you watched the ducks, but you quickly reciprocated, kissing him sweetly.

You both pull away with a smile.

"What was that for?" you laugh sweetly, trying tucking a strand of hair behind your ear out of shyness.

"I've wanted to do that all night," Jungkook admits quietly, brushing it away for you.

"What else have you wanted to do?" you ask, gazing up at him. Jungkook chuckles at your brashness, linking your hands together as he leads you in the direction of his apartment.

"Why don't we go and find out?"

The duality of the man before you was not to be taken lightly.

Despite looking so cute and dorky when he was showing you pictures of his dog earlier, he sure was pounding into you hard enough to see stars.

"Fuck, Jungkook.." you groaned, nails raking down his back, harsh enough to leave marks, as his hips slammed continuously into you.

With every drag of his thick cock against your walls, the head of it brushing against your cervix every time he thrust back in, you were inching closer and closer to your release.

Said man emerged from your neck, where he had been attacking your skin with kisses and gentle nibbles, to look down at you with a smile.

"Such a pretty girl," he cooed, the pet name earning a mewl from you as Jungkook leaned down for a kiss. You groaned into his mouth when he grinded against you as he did so, and the familiar feeling in your stomach soon started to bloom.

Not only was his duality no joke, Jungkook's stamina was simply something was else.

He'd already given you two orgasms, one while riding his face and the other when he pounded into you from behind as you were pressed up against his windows.

You'd bashfully admitted that you thought it would be hot, and Jungkook wasn't about to deny you.

His hips sped up their pace, determined to bring you to your third high of the night, and when Jungkook's hand reached between your bodies to press against your clit, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came with his name on your tongue.

He helped you ride out your orgasm, taking your lips in his again and kissing you roughly.

You were too busy relishing in your own pleasure to realise Jungkook's hips begin to falter and he thrusted once, twice, before he was spilling himself into the condom while sighing out your name before collapsing beside you.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, Jungkook rolls out of bed to dispose of the condom. You take the time to pad off to his bathroom and pee. The reflection that greets you when you wash your hands is well and truly fucked out, hair a mess and makeup barely intact.

You make it to bed before Jungkook, having no idea where he had disappeared to. You make yourself comfortable in his bed, closing your eyes and waiting patiently for his return.

You hear the soft footfalls as he enters the room, and peeking an eye open you see him back in his boxers holding a glass of water in his hand.

When he sees you in his bed, his eyes glaze over again but he reminds himself you're already tired out.

You take the glass of water he offers you, gulping it down and placing it on the bedside table just as Jungkook slides into bed beside you. 

"You lied.." you said through heavy breaths, resting your chin on his shoulder and gazing up at him. Jungkook cocked an eyebrow up in question, his hand soothing circles on your hip. You hadn't even notice him wrap an arm around you, the warmth of his body already so familiar.

"That sex just killed me."

Jungkook snorted, and you couldn't help but break out into a grin. You had joked about him killing you earlier, and with the way he easily drew three orgasms out of you, he basically had.

"You're something else, Yn." Jungkook shook his head, leaning over to switch his lamp off and submerge the room in darkness. With the blinds half drawn, it wasn't completely dark- the skyline casting just enough light to see the city around you."

"You're so lucky to have this view all to yourself," you murmured, earning a noncommittal hum from Jungkook in reply. Soon his warmth is at your back, spooning you from behind as you both look out at the night beyond his windows.

"It gets lonely sometimes though."

The sentence itself was sad, but the longing in his voice sent a certain pang to your chest that you weren't sure how to interpret.

As you fell asleep blanketed by Jungkook's warmth, you couldn't help but feel that same longing.

The next morning, you woke up to the sun still slowly climbing over the horizon, rays of light peeking from behind the city buildings and painting the room in pretty pastel pinks and purples.

Jungkook was still sleeping soundly, face buried in the crook of your neck and an arm draped protectively around your middle.

He was quite the clingy sleeper.

You laid awake for a few minutes, letting yourself bask in the warmth and safety you felt in that moment as you lay with Jungkook. You'd never felt so contempt the morning after a hookup, usually sneaking out as soon as you were awake. But you let yourself enjoy Jungkook's company for a few more moments.

After all, they would be the last.

You slowly peeled his arm off of you, ignoring the sudden feeling of missing his warmth as you slid out of bed and quietly put your clothes back on. You made sure to send Sumi a quick text to say you were still alive before checking you had all of your things.

You weren't quite sure why you hesitated in the doorway of his bedroom, or why you stood there for a solid minute or two watching him sleep.

Maybe you were the murderer this whole time.

Your heart un-doubtedly squeezed in your chest when you saw Jungkook reach for you amongst the sheets, face scrunching up so cutely you almost abandoned everything and climbed back into bed.

But you knew you couldn't do that.

No matter how much fun you had last night with Jungkook, walking through the city and getting to know him, and then coming to his apartment and getting the brains fucked out of you, you knew that it would be easier to just forget him.

It'd save you both the heartbreak later on.

When Jungkook found a pillow and eased again, you finally willed yourself to turn and leave. Navigating yourself through his spacious apartment, you found the front door and put your shoes on before calling for an Uber.

You told yourself that you only looked back a final time and hesitated because you wanted to make sure you didn't forget anything.

With a sigh, you closed the door behind you and said goodbye to the closest thing to love you'd ever have.

"Was he big?"

Not even a minute after you opened the door and Sumi was already asking her questions.

You hadn't even taken your shoes off yet.

Perched on the couch, your best friend sips her morning coffee as one of her Kdramas plays on the TV at a low volume.

"Mhm.." you reply, throwing yourself down onto the couch beside her. Sumi raises an eyebrow, glancing at you and taking in your sullen expression.

"You're not seeing him again are you?" she sighs, slightly disappointed.

Having known you since college, Sumi was well aware of your dating ethic.

To sum it up: you didn't date.

Not that you couldn't get dates, you got plenty. But you never let them get anywhere or too serious, you were self-destructive like that. Hook ups and short flings were more your avenue.

She takes your silence as the usual answer.

"Babe, you gotta let yourself be happy.." Sumi sighs again.

"I am happy," you smile, trying your best to convince her.

You wouldn't be lying if you said that you were happy with your life. Living in an apartment with your best friend, having friends you could rely on and a steady paying job that fuelled your reading addiction, there wasn't much more you could ask for.

"I have you, and all our friends."

"That's not what I mean, Yn.." she frowns, cupping your face in her hands.

"You came home with a glow, and not just a post mind-blowing sex glow."

You stare at her confused.

"You were glowing like you finally found someone you really connect with."

You look away, brows furrowing as if you couldn't believe what she just said. Instead you stare at a spot on the wall, afraid to meet her gaze.

To say that you could look at couples on the street and not wish you had something like they had would be a complete lie. But your fear of commitment made it hard for you to seek out those kinds of relationships, choosing the safe option and sticking to hooking up with strangers and then never seeing them again.

But Sumi was right. You did connect with Jungkook. You connected with him so fast and easily it terrified you. He was so easy to talk to, and you found yourself laughing so hard tears sprung in your eyes more than once last night.

"Well he's gone now," you shrug, leaning forward to grab the remote, being yelled at for changing the channel would be better than having this conversation.

"You literally know where he lives.." Sumi deadpans, snatching the remote back with a scowl.

While that was true, you weren't about to rock up at his door after leaving this morning.

"Hey Jungkook! Sorry I snuck out of your house without saying goodbye, anyway do you wanna date me and deal with all my internalised issues?"

When you'd walked into his apartment, he had ordered pizza for the both of you and put a movie on- something people usually didn't do for their hookups. It was nice to just hang out with him though, and maybe if you hadn't hooked up with him, you could've been friends with Jungkook.

But you did hook-up with him. And if you caught feelings, it'd just hurt way more because Jungkook was the type of person who would treat you well.

It was only more of a reason to forget about him.

Save you the heartbreak, you remind yourself.

He might've been the best lay of your life, but Jeon Jungkook was only an escape, and there was no way in hell you were seeing him again.

it's been a while friends! hope you enjoyed this little thing.. if you did or didn't please let me know! i always want to hear your thoughts <3 talk to me here!!

this was originally supposed to become a big oneshot but i have commitment issues with finishing anything so its been sitting in my drafts for months.. so i thought i'd just turn it into a quick little fic :)

[unclewaynemunson]

The final part to the Wingman Wayne AU is here! (And I also decided to publish the whole thing on ao3!!!)

'You got somethin' you wanna tell me?' asks Wayne when he steps out of the trailer to join Eddie for a smoke, the door creaking behind him.

Eddie still can't believe how that man never fails to be one step ahead of him.

'Um... Can I um...' He clears his throat. He doesn't know why he's being so nervous all of a sudden – it's just Wayne, after all. 'We're having dinner together tomorrow, right?'

'Always on Sunday,' Wayne confirms. His perceptive blue eyes wander over his nephew’s face like he's concerned about something. Then, a strong hand lands on Eddie’s shoulder.

'You know you can tell me anything, right?'

Of course he does. He breathes out, thinks back to that excited look in Wayne’s eyes when he first gave Eddie that number. Wayne’s safe. Always has been, always will be.

'Can I invite my boyfriend?'

His uncle arches an eyebrow, deepening the lines on his forehead. 'Your boyfriend, huh?' he repeats. 'Is he named Chad?'

Eddie bursts into laughter. Of course he would react like that.

'No, he's not,' he answers. 'He's named Steve.'

'Ha! I knew it!'

Eddie only rolls his eyes; of-fucking-course this was going to happen.

'So I take it you wanna tell me you learned to never doubt your old uncle again, huh?’

Eddie snorts. 'Need I remind you that I only met up with him to stop your ridiculous matchmaking?'

'And now that you know how wrong you were ‘bout that one, you wanna apologize to me for bein’ as stubborn as a goddamn mule and beg me to not stop my matchmaking after all?'

'No, I very much still want you to stop that,' Eddie retorts. 'I'm actually planning to keep this one around long enough for you to never have to play matchmaker again. But you know what, Steve has this lesbian friend, I'm sure she'd love to be set up with a cute girl who “looks like a lesbian” to you.'

Wayne doesn't seem to register the sarcasm in Eddie's voice or the teasing twinkle in his eyes; he frowns, looking like he's deep in thought, before his face lights up all of a sudden.

'I met this nice young lady who works for the Gazette, she did some article 'bout the working circumstances at the plant a couple weeks back. Was real polite, actually listened to what we had to say for a change... I'm sure she'd get along just fine with Steve's friend.'

Eddie starts cackling. 'Don't let it get to your head now, old man.' He pauses. 'Or actually, maybe you should. You could become, like, the psychic of the gays. Earn lots of money with it.' Eddie wiggles his eyebrows as he says it.

Wayne merely shakes his head at him, but an almost invisible smile is tugging at his lips. Suddenly, he brusquely pulls Eddie in for a sideways hug.

'I'm happy for ya, Ed. You better keep your Steve around for a while, alright?'

-------

As soon as Steve arrives at the trailer, Eddie launches himself into in his arms and immediately gets himself a taste of the most delicious kind of strawberry known to mankind, because he might as well profit as much as he possibly can from the fact that he can actually do that now.

Steve gapes at him, his mouth hanging slightly open and his eyebrows raised in bewilderment. 'Dude. Did you just lick my mouth?'

Eddie shrugs. 'Tastes like a lollipop.'

It isn't until he takes a step back that he properly notices the parts of Steve that aren't his pink lips: he's wearing a dinner jacket and holding a bunch of flowers – which by the looks of it got mildly maimed by Eddie's enthusiastic greeting.

'What the fuck, Stevie.' It slips out before Eddie can help it.

'What?' Steve gives him another confused look.

'I mean, don't get me wrong, you're looking insanely hot right now, but... Why are you dressed like we're about to go to the opera?'

'Meeting the parents for the first time, gotta make a good impression!'

'You already met Wayne,' Eddie blankly points out.

'I didn't meet him as your boyfriend, though.' Your boyfriend. It feels fucking unreal to hear Steve say that. And judging by the way it makes Eddie's stomach all floaty and his mouth unable to stop smiling, it's gonna be very bad for that scary metal image he's been working so hard on crafting for himself.

'He's already, like, your number one fan,' Eddie says. 'You need to fuck up real bad to not make a good impression here.'

An adorably relieved look crosses Steve's face at those words.

Eddie squints at Steve's clothes, from the baby-blue button-down to the neatly polished fancy shoes that already got completely ruined by the muddy trailer park ground.

'Dude, you know where we are, right?' he says. 'Just – take a look around you. Do you think we are the kind of people that care about formal clothing and fucking flowers? We were barely able to fit a third chair around the dinner table, we're literally gonna be eating canned macaroni.'

Steve furrows his brows. 'Are you trying to scare me off?'

'No, I'm just giving you the facts. Because you look like you were expecting cloth napkins and, I dunno, maybe the Queen of England.'

'Not really. Just wanted to do it properly.' He shrugs lightly and suddenly seems smaller, like Eddie is not the only one who sometimes gets overwhelmed by figuring out this whole relationship thing they have going on. 'It's important to me. And honestly, your uncle deserves even more respect than the Queen of England, for getting you into my life, you know.'

And Jesus, if that isn't enough to make Eddie melt into a puddle right on the spot... He hopes Steve doesn't notice how rapidly he's suddenly blinking.

'So, you gonna take these or not?'

Steve holds out the flowers, almost hesitant, like he's half expecting Eddie to refuse them. As if he could ever refuse anything Steve would gift him.

'Why thank you, my darling,' Eddie says with a bow. 'You're actually the first guy who ever brought me flowers.' He lets his fingers linger around Steve's as he takes the bouquet from him.

A soft smile crosses Steve’s face. 'And you're the first guy I ever brought flowers to.' He still doesn’t pull his hands away, but instead leans in closer to give Eddie a peck on his lips. And maybe, just maybe, there's something about the whole thing – the jacket, the flowers, the sweetness – that Eddie could actually get used to.

'You wanna get inside and say hi to my uncle?'

'I'd love to. Can't wait to thank him properly for being the greatest matchmaker on earth.'

'Please don't tell him that,' Eddie says with a chuckle. 'He really doesn't need any more encouragement. I'm pretty sure he's already scheming to set up a queer dating agency or some shit.'

‘You should know by now I can hear everything you're sayin' from here!’ Wayne’s voice yells from inside the trailer.

Steve grins as Eddie grabs his hand tighter to lead him inside.

‘It wouldn't hurt you to show him some more support in following his dreams, you know,’ he mumbles to Eddie under his breath.

‘Jesus H. Christ, I can’t believe you’re already teaming up with him to bully me before you even met him!’

He should probably be mad about it, but Steve squeezes his hand and gives him such a precious smile that the only thing he can do is smile back at him.

Holy shit creating this silly little AU has honestly been such a wild ride thanks to all your reactions to it, i can’t say enough how happy all those notifications have made me and I still can’t believe there were SO MANY OF YOU who asked to follow along!!<3333

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

lmaooo kenny watching you sleep is so creepy (might also be the type of person to randomly trace your nose to see if you'll wake up???)

i can imagine being in a relationship with kenny being like dealing with an unpredictable hot potato of an angry cat who can bite you at any given moment (but, like, the risks of getting scratched and bitten until you bleed outweigh petting a cute cat...)

also, i feel like kenny would just know random details about you?? like your ring size. or your shoe size. or, if you have period, when it starts. and ends. or that you used to have a fringe in seventh grade. or that your grandma likes to bake victoria sponge cake.

or like, casually remembering something small, and being, five years down the line, like, "Do you remember you told me on X day of the X week at X hour XYZ?"

and you're like ????

and sometimes, when kenny would be weirdly nice like getting you a blanket or really leaning into domesticity, you would like watch him like O.O what's next...?

would casually spring up things on you. "Let's get married." "Do you think I should test this out on a human?" "I am leaving for five days, don't contact me." "Should we freak your mother and father out by saying that I'm centuries old?" "You remind me of someone I knew in the sixteenth century. They were... interesting." "I got you a wedding dress, put it on. If you don't, there'll be consequences." "I don't think I'll kill you... I think."

high-key very unhinged... but at least you're kept on your toes all the time? right?

ANON . YOU GET IT.

he’s so fucking Weird . 100% stares at you sleeping and traces the bridge of your nose … smiles a little when that makes your face scrunch up a bit. he’s just fascinated by you i think!! by the fondness you make him feel. he’s like oh :) emotion :)….

AND YES. HE LITERALLY IS JUST A CAT. when it comes to dating kenny i feel like you sort of have to adjust to his whims….. he can definitely be silly and affectionate (in a mildly condescending way) but then he can also be very Cold. and come off as apathetic. he’s like a stray cat who waltzed into your home one day and let you pet and feed it…. sleeps in your bed and purrs when you scratch behind its ears but won’t hesitate to hiss if you do something he doesn’t like. random bouts of affection but only ever at his whim, y’know? like. he’s Your Cat but he also isn’t. he doesn’t always come home and it’s clear he has a life outside of you. but he likes your company enough to let you come closer than anyone else has been and that means a lot on its own!!! he’s just…. your mildly creepy cat. who watches you sleep with his big creepy eyes and protects you from the shadows.

BUT OK enough abt kenyaku (<- his Cat name)….. ANON I LOVE YOU. i agree!! on all points!!!! him knowing random little things about you….. randomly recalling certain things…. i feel like his memory is a little jumbled. kenjaku is the type to forget your bday but like … he’ll remember your thoughts on Every Single Character in the show you’ve been binging. or the exact tone of voice you had when you spoke to him for the first time. his love definitely shows in the little things… he might not tell you that he Loves You outright and i don’t think he’d care about making your relationship official in any way, but if you mention liking a brand of soda you’ll find one waiting for you in the fridge the next day. he’s cute. i’ve said this before a while ago but i also think kenny would take you on random trips a lot…. just to spend time with you!! but he doesn’t Tell You where you’re going so you just have to listen to him say ”we’re almost there ^_^” like 50 times. lmao.

ALSO BEFORE I FORGET . the period thing. you’re a genius anon. he just randomly sniffs you and then goes ”you’re on your period aren’t you” and you’re like ??? wtf is wrong with you ?????? (he was Right btw) LIKE HE’S SO STRANGE. you don’t need a period tracker because he’ll just casually let you know you’ll be getting your period tomorrow. and that it’ll probably be a little worse than usual. and he’s Always right so you just have to nod.. silently…. trying not to give him side eye……… for the record i think he also takes care of you well during your Time of The Month. tries to be a little more tender because he knows you’re sensitive and doesn’t really want to deal with you crying (he doesn’t like seeing you in distress but that’s a secret)….. makes sure you’re taking ibuprofen. makes sure you get some fresh air. lets you sleep on his lap like a puppy while he reads. places one of his big warm hands on your lower stomach. he’s a little more indulgent i think.

but ok period comfort ASIDE . the random bouts of affection/domesticity….. you Get it anon. i think he’s actually fairly physically affectionate but it’s never something He initiates. he just expects you to know when it’s okay to cling to him and not. so if he pulls you into his lap or covers you in a blanket or whatever you kind of melt a bit…. i DO think he’s a frequent hair-ruffler though. and a serial booper. he’ll mess up your hair and boop your nose and you just have to Deal with it. get booped idiot. (it’s how he shows affection :3)

"Let's get married." "Do you think I should test this out on a human?" "I am leaving for five days, don't contact me." "Should we freak your mother and father out by saying that I'm centuries old?" "You remind me of someone I knew in the sixteenth century. They were... interesting." "I got you a wedding dress, put it on. If you don't, there'll be consequences." "I don't think I'll kill you... I think."

AND FINALLY. THIS. i went insane btw. all of these r so real and true anon …. he’s just kind of silly and weird and tiptoes that line between hot and cold. but he Cares for you in his own weird way.

and!!! i don’t think he would ever kill you!!!!! i do think he’d say that last line but only to see your reaction lmao. compared to other jjk villains kenny is never shown killing anyone on a pure whim, obviously he doesn’t Mind doing it but it’s not something i see him doing casually yk?? especially not to someone whose company he genuinely enjoys…. maybe if he thinks he’s getting Too attached to you? :0 idk but!! i feel like kenny keeps you around for as long as he possibly can if he cares for you. spending time with you is important to him. even if he randomly disappears now and then. (if he genuinely Loves you i think there’s a good chance he’ll just throw you over his shoulder and bring you with him LMAO)

BUT YES. i’m OBSESSED with him. thank you soso much for feeding my kenny thoughts anon <333 the kenny talks i’ve been having lately r Really tempting me to finish some kenny fics T_T….. soon.

[maenchkin]

- “𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬”

in which darry’s childhood friend is the mom of the gang

darry curtis x f!reader

#2 "Chicken Soup"

<3 Reader is referred to, or called ‘Ma’

Series Masterlist

September 10th, 1953

“Darrel, right? I’m Y/n,” 

“Yeah, you ready for me to show you around?” Darrel asked, Y/n nodded curtly, showing him a shy smile. “I can show you the library firs-”

“Darry!!” a young voice calls from down the hall, the two turn to see a small boy running towards them, “Soda you know you’re supposed to be at recess right now,” Darry scolded him. “I came inside to go to the bathroom and I saw you. I wanted to give you a hug,” the boy whined, reaching his arms out to him.

Darry sighed before reluctantly opening his arms for him, Soda accepted the invite and jumped into his arms. The young boy squeezed the crap out of him, Darry having to peel him back off of him. 

“Okay okay, you need to head back to recess. I have to do something right now,” the older brother said, Soda looked over at Y/n. He looked her up and down before turning back to Darry.

“Oh I see what’s going on,” he said. Y/n and Darry shared a look. Soda turned around to walk back to recess, “Trynna avoid me so he can hang out with his girlfriend,” he said, rolling his eyes.

Darrel was floored, his jaw on the floor in shock. Y/n giggled.

“S-s’rry ‘bout that, I don’t know where he got that from,” Darry said, clearly embarrassed. “It’s ok Darell, I thought it was cute,”

Darry shoved what his brother said to the back of his head, and continued his tour. Y/n trailed next to him, taking in the conversation, and the details of the boy. Like how when the sun is in his eyes, there’s more green than blue. 

“That’s everything,” Darry said, breaking Y/n from her trance, “Do ya’ have any questions?”. 

“Nope, thanks Darrel,” Y/n smiled,

“Call me Darry, everyone else does,” The two smiled at eachother, before heading back to class.

Present

“Y/n! Thank you for coming!”

“No problem Mrs. Phoebe! Thank you for hiring me for the job,” Y/n smiled as she walked into the lady’s house. “So which dress is it that you wanted me to alter?” Y/n asked, “This one right over here,” Mrs. Phoebe led her over to the long emerald green dress draped over her dining room table. 

“Oh my, its stunning!” Y/n gasped, the morning sun hitting the sleek fabric just right. “I got a few months back, but its too loose at the waist. I need it by thursday for an event,”.

Mrs. Phoebe lived on the west side of town, so there were many charity events she attended with her husband. Y/n admitted that she wished that she were like her, she would love to afford such a nice house, go to formal events every week, and not have to worry about whether the gang is getting jumped at all. But she did love her life, the boys added such a spice to her world, and she wouldn’t know what she would do without them.

“It’s no problem Mrs. Phoebe, I can get it back to you by tomorrow,” Y/n smiled,

“You are a lifesaver dear,” Mrs. Phoebe exclaimed, “Say, how have you and Darell been? I saw you two on a stroll together last week,”.

“We’re not together if that’s what you’re asking,” Y/n sighed. “Yet.” Mrs. Phoebe said, “My husband took years to finally admit his feelings towards me, and if I know anything, I know Darell looks at you the same way my husband did to me,” Mrs. Phoebe smiled gently towards her. Y/n’s face flushed. “I better get going Miss, I-I still have your measurements from last time,” Y/n gently picked up the dress and folded it into her bag. “Have a good rest of your day dear!” Mrs. Phoebe said, winking as Y/n left the house. 

-

Y/n walked her way to her house. She had finished her shift and her study session with Cherry. The session was extremely productive, Cherry had picked up on every tip to help her with her upcoming midterms. Y/n’s heels clicked against the sidewalk, her old blue house coming into view.

Shoes tapping against the fron steps, she could see through the screen door that there were two extra pairs of shoes in the entry. 

“I’m home!” she yelled out, slipping off her shoes as well. She could hear the soft sound of cartoon music, the noise getting louder as she walked to the living room. A head of brunette and a mop of jet black hair sat on her couch. “Dally, Johnny, how long have you guys been here?” she asked, leaning over the couch to see them. “Not long Ma, just ‘bout an hour or so,” Dally said, eyes still glued to the TV. Johnny however, looked up to greet Y/n. “How was yer day Ma?” he asked softly. 

“Good, thanks for asking. I have a quick fix-up for a dress I have to do, so I won’t be here for long,” she said, giving him a smile. Her hands pushed her up and she started walking to her bedroom. “I made cookies last night, feel free to eat as many as you want,” she yelled out, opening her bedroom door and closing it behind her.

As she predicted, the dress fixup was simple. The only task required was to take in the waist. A few minutes later, she was done. Y/n packed up her stuff, grabbed a sweater, and started to head out. Not before saying goodbye to Dally and Johnny beforehand. “I’ll be at the Curtis’s to make dinner, so stop by if you need anything,” She said, finally getting Dally to look over, along with Johnny. Y/n noticed the blue bruise on the side of Dally’s face. “Dally did you get into another fight?” she scolded, reaching out the touch his face.

Dally allowed her to do so. “Yeah, that damn soc got what he deserved,” he said, “Stupid socs think that they own us,”. Y/n accidentally hit the sore spot on the bruise, Dally flinched and pushed her hand off of his face. “I’m fine Ma, don’t worry about me,”. Y/n sighed, “Just try to be more careful, okay? You just got out from the cooler,”.  “Yeah yeah, I’ll be fine,” Dally said, moving his eyes back to the TV.

-

Darry brought his hand up to wipe the sweat dripping from his forehead. He sat on top of a roof he was reshingling, the sun had been beating down on him relentlessly for the last four hours he had been working. 

Hands calloused, sweat soaking his shirt to his torso and chest leaving little to the imagination. Darry was proud of his build he had accomplished from years of hard work. He knew the effect he had on women, he noticed the looks they sent him, no matter how subtle they try to be. Nothing compares to when Y/n’s eyes are on him though, sometimes he stretches a certain way while he knows she’s looking at him. Through all the work the two of them have, and looking after the gang, he hasn’t found the time to tell her how he feels.

“Almost done,” He said to himself, breaking out of his thoughts.

-

Y/n swung the Curtis’s door open and let herself in. She swung by the grocery store to grab some veggies since lord knows that there isn’t any in the fridge here. Checking the clock in the kitchen she noted she had a few hours till Soda got home. He was always the one home first, but with him would be Steve and most likely a few others. 

Scouring through the cupboards, she grabbed a cutting board, a pot, and a knife and got to work cutting. The chopped veggies were tossed into the pot where they gonna get cooked down. Y/n stepped out of the kitchen to toss on a record and tie up her hair. Flipping through their collection she decided on a Beatles album she’d been able to sneak in. Yeah yeah, the boys thought the Beatles weren’t tuff enough, Y/n adored them. Especially that George. 

Swaying to the music, she went back to her cooking. Y/n heard the door open and close. “I’m home,”, “Hi Darrel,” She responded, opening up the spice cabinet and searching for the bay leaves. Her eyes scanned the bottles until she found what she needed. Only thing is that it’s on the top shelf. ‘No problem’ Y/n thought as she reached as high as she would to try and reach it. 

“Here Ma, I got it,” Darry said, reaching over her. Y/n could feel the heat from his day radiating from him as his body leaned against her, his large chest pushing against her back. 

“Bay Leaves?” he asked. “Y-yeah Darry,” she said, face starting to flush. 

“Here you are,” Darry said, his body pulling away from hers, placing the bottle in her palm. “Thanks Darrel,” Y/n says smiling up at him, face still pink. Darry smiles back at her, admiring her lovely smile. “No problem, Y/n,” he says, turning back to change out of his work clothes. 

Y/n leans against the counter and inhales a deep breath, processing what just transpired. My, did Darry have a toned body. Y/n shook her head and stared into the pot, watching the veggies bubble as the butter sizzles beneath them. 

Realizing the the rest of the gang is coming back soon, she grabs a pan from under the stove and starts on the chicken, rubbing in the appropriate spices and laying them into the now heated pan. 

-

Darry walks down the hall and back to the kitchen after changing into more comfy clothes. He leans against the wall and crosses his arms, admiring the beauty in front of him. He watches her focused eyes as she flips the chicken breast over and stirs whatevers in the pot. “Whatcha cookin’ Ma?” Darry asks, moving to lean against the counter next to her. “Chicken soup,” she responds, briefly looking up at him, then back down to the food. “How was your day Dar?” Y/n asks. Darry looks up, thinking of how to respond. 

“Hot.” he says, staring at his burnt arms that are still hot from the sun. Y/n chuckles a bit, “I bet. I wasn’t even moving around that much and I was working up a sweat,” she jokes, leaning on the counter next to him. “How about you Ma?” Darry asks, “How was your day?”. 

“It was okay, I didn’t do anything special,” Y/n says, sighing. The two fell into a comfortable silence. The only sounds in the room being the sizzling of food and the chirps of birds outside. 

-

“Ma! Whatcha cooking? It smells amazing,” Soda yells, opening the door. “Chicken soup!” Y/n yells back, stirring the pot. She heard a few sets of feet following Soda’s. “Hey can one of ya’ll flip the record?” Y/n called out. 

Johnnie walked over to the record player and stared at the record. Steve looked over his shoulders to check the album. “Ah, Ma! What’s this trash?” Steve yelled out grabbing the record sleeve. “The Beatles?!” Soda groaned. 

Y/n chuckled as she turned around to face the gang, “Yeah I love them,” she shrugged, still smiling at them. “We gotta get this trash outta here,” Two-Bit said, grabbing the album.

“Alright boys lets calm down,” Darry calls out, swiping the record from Two-Bit. “If Ma likes the Beatles, she’s allowed to listen to ‘em,”.

The boys groaned, walking over to the sitting area and plopping down. “When’s dinner done?” Soda asked, lighting a weed. Y/n took a look at the pot, “Mmmm, almost done. But no eating till Pony gets home,” she said firmly. Another round of groans hit her ears.

-

“I’m home!” Pony yelled at he slipped his shoes off and set his bag down. “Finally!” he heard Steve yell, then a large hoard running to the kitchen. “Okay, okay. One at a time boys,” Y/n said, handing each boy a bowl. 

“Ma what’d you make? It smells great,” Pony comments walking over to the rest of the gang. “Chicken soup! Your favorite,” Y/n winked, handing him a bowl. 

Various ‘thank you’s’ filled the room as the boys walked back to the living room. “How was your day Pony?” Y/n asked, filling up a bowl for Darry. “It was ok. Math’s gettin’ tougher, but it’s not too bad yet.” Pony said. Y/n nodded, “Well you’re a very smart boy, I know you’ll be able to get through it,” Y/n said, patting his shoulder. Pony shyly smiled at her, “The soup’s real good Ma,” he said. “Thank you Ponyboy,” Y/n smiled, handing the bowl to Darry. 

-

After all the boys finished up, Y/n flipped on another Beatles record, ignoring the groans of protest from the gang. ‘Twist and Shout’ came on and she excitedly turned around, eyeing Soda. “Soda, do you know how to dance?” she asked, smiling widely. “No, but you can definitely teach me,” he said, jumping up. Y/n laughed as she grabbed his hands. Soda twirled her around as the boys whooped and hollered. The two of them danced around hand in hand, unable to stop laughing. 

Y/n looked around and made eye contact with Ponyboy. “I think Ponyboy wants a turn,” Y/n said as she pulled away from Soda. Soda laughed and sat back down next to Steve. “C’mon Pony,” Y/n smiled, grabbing his hands. Pony groaned, but let out a shy smile. “We can square dance,” Y/n smiled. “C’mon Ma,” Pony sighed, reluctantly putting his hands on her waist. 

‘And I Love Her’ came on, and the two swayed back and forth. “Come on Pony, twirl the lady!” Two-Bit called out, the boys laughing at the two of them. Pony stiffly lifted his arm and twirled Y/n around. Y/n laughed loudly as Darry pulled her away.

“Alright alright, calm down everybody,” he said. Darry looked at Pony, “Don’t you have homework to do?” he asked sternly. Pony looked down, “Yeah,”. “Then get to it kid,” Darry said, watching him grab his bag then head to his and Soda’s room. 

Y/n slapped Darry’s chest lightly. “Let the boy have some fun Dar,” she said, “He’s a good boy, he deserves to take a break every once and awhile,”. Y/n shook her head and pulled away from him.

“Ooooooo,” the boys whooped, laughing at him. “Shut up,” Darry mumbled. Walking over to Y/n.

A/n

Ok, I know. It's been a while. But I hope you enjoy the second chapter! I'm getting back into the Outsiders so I'll hopefully be writing more consistently :).

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Heal My Wounds

What are you hiding (part 28)

Rhea Ripley x Reader

Tw: physical and sexual abuse, toxic relationship, selfharm, eating disorder

Summary: You are in a toxic relationship with an abusive man but manage to run away. A tall, black haired woman picks you up from the streets just in time so your ex doesn't get you. But who is she and why does she seem so familiar to you? As you get to know each other you start to notice weird feelings you never had before whenever she's around.

Dominik drops you off at Rhea's apartment and declines your offer to come inside with you.

You're greeted by your girlfriend who seems like she couldn't have waited any longer for you to come home as she was very bored and didn't know what to do with herself.

"So, where's the dress?" she asks excitedly and pecks your cheek. "We didn't get one" you chuckle and put your purse down.

"What do you mean you didn't get one? I thought I told you to not walk outta that store without the perfect dress!" she teases you and pokes you with her index finger.

"I know, I know.." you chuckle "but it was really tiring and we got hungry so.." you shrug. "So you're gonna continue tomorrow orr..?" Rhea asks curiously.

"Yeah probably. 'M thinking 'bout also bringing some girls. Like, Dom has great taste, not gonna lie, but I think I also need some real girls opinion on it.."

Shit why' d I lie? I shouldn't do this she is my girlfriend! You begin to panic a little but try not to show her.

" 'kay, if you say so" Rhea brushes it off. But something' s different, there isn't this ease in her voice like usually. It's worrying you a little, is she suspecting something?

She walks into the kitchen to get herself something to drink and you follow her. "Is everything okay love?" you ask her carefully.

She huffs "I don't know. You tell me, is there something I should know? Cause I feel like you're keeping something from me"

Shit shit shit why didn't I tell her the truth in the first place?! Now she's mad and it's my fault!

Rhea sets her glass down and turns around, scanning you with a look as cold as ice. Her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"I- Rhea you're scaring me a little" you stutter and raise your hands in defense. She sighs and lowers her arms again "sorry darling, I just overreacted, don't worry" she tries to calm you down.

You let out a small sigh of relief and relax a little again. "Okay.. But you were right, I was hiding something.." Rhea takes a step in your direction and is standing right in front of you now.

She cups your cheeks making you look at her. "Then tell me, you know you can tell me anything" she says and gives you a sympathetic smile.

You try to smile back and nod. You exhale a shallow breath again before telling her what happened today with Dom and how you're not sure how to feel about it.

You spend a little moment in silence, you leaning against the counter with your back and Rhea standing in front of you, unsure if she should cross her arms again or touch you in some sort of form.

She eventually breaks the silence. "Okay uhm.. I don't wanna talk anything less bad here but.. I'm sure Dom didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable with his actions or anything I- I'm not sure why he did or so but.. Let's just talk it out with him okay? I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding plus your bad experiences with men, it's just not that easy I understand that"

She offers you a warm smile and you gently return the gesture, pushing yourself off the counter and into her embrace. The feeling of her warm skin on yours, your head against her chest, hearing her heartbeat.. It's just so calming and always making you feel safe.

"Okay, he's picking me up tomorrow at around ten, I'll ask Liv and Raquel if they wanna come too. Thank you Rhea!" you say and stand on your tiptoes to kiss her.

"You know it's so cute that you have to stand on your tippy toes to kiss me" Rhea giggles and you act offended and punch her slightly in the arm.

You two laugh a little and she puts her arm around you leading you to the bedroom where you decide to watch a not so creepy horrorfilm.

"You sure you wanna watch this? I remember last time you had pretty bad nightmares" "I know, but I've got you now and I really wanna see how far I can push my limits with it. I wanna see the films you like with you one day you know?" you grin at her and she smiles back.

You hit play and snuggle up to girlfriend, hiding under the covers every now and then when you think there might be a jumpscare or anything, but most of the time rhea warns you as she's already seen almost every horror movie there is.

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Part 28.. At least I think so..

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𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗀𝖺𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄. (𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗎, 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝗓 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄!𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖺, 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽!𝗀𝖺𝖺𝗋𝖺, 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝖾, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌, 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗃𝗈𝖻, 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍, 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽. }

“baby!!" you shouted out to your redheaded boyfriend who was in his home office. he hummed in acknowledgment. "we should go out."

"what do you mean my love, we just went out to the movies yesterday." his eyes never leaving the paperwork that laid across the desk. you sucked your teeth from the lack of attention and pouted.

"baby I just wanna spend time with you." you walked towards him, slumping your arms around his shoulders, breath fanning his neck triggering him to shudder. "I know sweetheart but I have so much work to do."

"fine." you walked away with your arms crossed leaving his little office. he sighed ruffling his hair getting back to work.

・❥・

"yea hinata so tell me why this fucking carrot top head ass nigga gon say some oh 'we just went to the movie the other day and I got so much work to do?’” you finger quoted, ranting to hinata on facetime.

"like on konoha, nigga, you ain't no damn alexander hamilton on some 'I have so much work to do.' oooh his ginger headed ass get on my nerves." hinata bursts out laughing.

"yo like deadass naruto starting to get me tight too. he always hanging around that bum ass nigga sasuke even though sasuke ass do him wrong li-ter-ral-ly all the time." you shake your head at the mention of the boy with brother issues scratch that family issues. "-and he always talm bout some 'I got demons in me but you help me get through it', but never be here with me. like how the fuck does that make sense?"

sighing you scratched your head then a lightbulb went off. "yo I just wanna have sex, like angrily… angry sex. imma need to make this nigga mad though, but how?" "that thought was so random y/n." laughter poured from her mouth as it slowly died down. "be on ft with one of his boys and flirt with them in front of him ooohhh.. maybe I should do that."

you ‘oohed’ as you thought it through. "but who would I talk to? you know this nigga lowkey don’t got friends." hinata chuckled shrugged. "I heard that he 'just' got on good terms with lee so try him, you might wanna text him and tell him it's a prank and you not responsible for the consequences tho."

"yooo that's smart lowkey but he fall for people to easy. I would say you could facetime sasuke since that's basically naruto's lil boyfriend but no one want his busted ass but that sakura hoe."

"lol you mean for that but who should I talk to?" she questioned. "talk to that nigga kiba, he and naruto got some weird beef going on plus he kinda cute and he got that cute ass dog 'maru."

"girl you right. ight i'm finna put this plan into motion i'll let you know how it goes tomorrow." she put up the peace sign and you did the same as she hung up. you started texting lee.

・❥・

the plan was set now all you had to do was wait. y'all's place wasn't that small but you could hear whenever gaara came out of his office, which meant that he could also hear you and it was currently almost 10pm. you were dressed in emerald green lingerie and a sheer green robe that had fluff at the ends.

you facetime’d lee getting into character while the phone rung. when he picked up his jaw dropped. he was bout to catch feelings. "damn y/n. you looking fine as always beautiful." you laughed putting your hand over your mouth a little bit. "stoopp i'm shy."

"girl you don't have anything to be shy about." he was kinda gassing your head up, you rolled your hand in a spiral motion, hinting at him to start acting more. "you know why I picked this color bae?" you inwardly gagged at calling him the word.

he bit his lip slowly letting his bottom lip fall from in between his teeth. "why babygirl?" you seen him leaned back in his chair his hand fiddling with the string on his basketball shorts.

you hear gaara's footsteps arriving at the stairs. "because I know it's your favorite color." he smiled through the screen feeling himself, green was his favorite color. "you right bae now give me a spin." you comply the robe lying on the slope of your shoulders. "dammnn, you sooo fine babygirl."  you laughed hearing gaara next to the door, "what would you do to me if you was here?"

biting your lip you bent in front of the camera a little. the door was ajar so gaara could see that you was on facetime but he didn't know with who.

you stood up a bit twisting your hip so that lee had a sneak of the back which coincidentally allowed gaara to get a sneak on the camera. "wanna know what I'd do to you if I was there-" his voice got cut off by a deeper one. "not a fuck thing." you fake startled. "baby it's not even-" "shut up y/n." your lips zipped shut and from the corner of your eye you could see lee pale.

"so I guess that beating a couple years back fucked up some brain cells, huh, lee? tell me right now if you wanna die bout this girl right here." he pointed towards you. "cuz you’re definitely not the first body I dropped and you know that, so wassup?"

"and you, y/n, don't be on no shit now. ask yourself if you ready to have his blood on ya conscience. you know I don't care about no shit like that. matter of fact i'll make you kill him." gaara breathed heavily, trying to keep his cool. you were frozen, you knew that it was gonna be intense, just not this intense. "y/n take this dude off your screen right now." you rushed to grab your phone and hung up on lee.

gaara held his hand out for your phone which you give as he sits on y'all's shared bed, manspreading. "so you just on facetime with another dude in the lingerie I brought? in our home at that?" you put your hands behind your back fiddling with your fingers, shifting back and forth as you faced the ground, like a child getting scolded you didn’t know what to say.

"I thought I was speaking so look at me when I talk to you." you obeyed, staring him in the eyes, the only thing you spotted was sadistic anger. he slid down his joggers showing his pretty pink tip, that was half hard, little beads of precum dripping down.

the lust dripped from in between your legs as he instructed you. "get on your knees for me sweetheart." the compassion in his voice was anything but, even still you followed his order. he caressed your cheek patting it softly. "so i'll give you a chance to explain yourself. why were you on the phone with lee?"

thinking of a quick response you replied. "cause I wanted some attention." gaara looked you in your eyes and it took everything in him not to slam your face on his dick.

"cuz you wanted some attention…” he slowly mocked. “alright princess i'll give you enough attention to last the week." your pussy throbbed at that. he took ahold of his shaft and jerked it a little before slapping it against your cheek. you giggled as he let you wrap your mouth around him, groaning aloud. 'damn it has been awhile.' his hand raised into your hair, your tongue swirled around his tip, your lips plush against the length of his cock the two toned skin looking so juicy as you slid up and down, saliva covering them.

he push back on your forehead a bit to get you to look at him. "damn princess~ c-can I hurt you a bit... just a little, please princess~" your lips popped off of his tip as you pumped his cock, licking them as you stared up into his eyes, low lidded and lust filled. "please do baby." your head was pushed back onto his dick as both of his hands took to the sides of your face, slamming you down on his hard-on your throat instantly getting stuffed taking you by surprise making you gag.

he thrusted up feeling your throat wrapping around him, squeezing tight. "f-fuck princess you must love sucking my dick huh~? look at allat drool on your chin." his thrusting continued as you began to feel him pulse in your throat.

"ugghh f-fuck sweetheart i'm finna cum." gaara let out a needy moan. "hah.... ah... ahh.... fuuucck. take all that cum princess~ mmmmh." he moaned as he stilled his cock twitched, warm liquid filled your throat causing you to choked slightly as you try to swallow with gaara still in your mouth. he pulled out of your mouth, saliva connecting from his cock to your chin before going a little limp, you laid your tongue against his heavy shaft, jerking it til you came off with a 'pop'. his sea green eyes looked down at you as you spoke. "I was just cleaning you off baby."

his eyes rolled back as a groan escaped his lips. "lay on your back on the bed." you stood on wobbly knees, the robe falling from your frame and climbed into the bed, watching as he crawled over you, his shadow blocking the led lights from your face. he nuzzled his face in your neck making you shudder from the breath he let out. kissing down your neck, between the valley of you breast pulling the bra underneath them, your brown buds perking up at the cool air and your stomach biting the chub a little til he arrived at in front of your clothed pussy.

while maintaining eye contact he removed your panties from your bottom half, your slick smeared around your pussy and the inner thighs, the thick brown flesh having a shine to it. gaara let out a low groan as he lifted and spread your legs. your brown pussy lips parting, opening it to reveal your warm, pink, and wet insides.

his arms folded around your abdomen as he drug you closer to him, flattening his tongue he licked between your folds, hot tongue moving upwards to your clit clamping down around it sucking harshly, making you jump before he let go. your hands gripped onto his ginger tresses motioning for him to continue as you grind your hips into his face, he pulls back, licking your juices from his lips, glaring coldly. he unraveled his arms from around your tummy, taking hold of your hands firmly pressing them onto the bed.

he took slow teasing licks around your clit making you whine. "fuucck gaara baby~ pleease fuck mee." your needy tone made his blood pump faster as he crawled over you again, this time placing his hand around your neck squeezing tightly. "you're such a slut aren’t you? huh? ‘must really love my dick?" he tsked before speaking again. "or you tryna fuck with lee now?" he squeezed tighter enough to the point where you felt the pressure start to constrict your airway, eyes rolling in pleasure as one of your hands softly held his wrist.

biting your lip, your hazy lust-filled eyes connect with his. "gaara~ imma slut just for you… ‘only want your dick~" his smirk widened as a sadistic giggle left his lips, he leaned forward giving you a sloppy kiss, his tongue licking your lips before he pulled away, thumb hooked into your mouth to keep it open as he spit in it, watching you swallow and stick your tongue out to show the pink muscle bare of his saliva.

he removed his hand from your throat to grip your jaw, fingers indenting in your cheeks making your lips smush together and tears filling your waterline, giving you another sloppy kiss before pulling back and shaking your face. “right answer sweetheart~ let's give you reward." he slid into you giving you little time to adjust, still upset from the stunt you pulled earlier, all 7.5 inches enter in your tight wet cunt, making you gasp at the intrusion as he moan over you, feeling his warm breath on your already heated body.

you clenched accidentally having gaara groan into your ear. "fuucckk~ don't do that." his hand let go of your face, forearm laid beside your head as his other hand gripped at your hip, his head laid on the bed, moan reaching your ear making you throb at the angelic sound, the weight of his cock not helping your situation causing you to tighten abruptly. "I can't help it baby~ f-fuck you're soo big." feeling your eyes water, you blinked away the tears as one of your hands ran through gaara's hair, and the other digging into his low waist, keeping him inside flush against you.

"d-damn sweetheart, your cunt’s fucking tight. ahhh.... fuucck." he pulled out gaining momentum, his thrusts speeding up, the squelching of your pussy getting louder as your legs wrapped around him. "’pussy so wet baby, you hear how fucking wet you are? mmmm shhit." heat rose from your cheeks as you listened to the mess your pussy was making, turning your face to the side as you gripped his hairs on the back of his neck. "gaaarraa." you whined as he kissed your neck feeling his smirk on your skin.

"don't be embarrassed now." he pulled away making you face him, the hand that was on your hip tilting your head to face him. he removed your arms from around him, taking both your hands shifting you upwards, to the headboard, telling you to hold onto it. he threw one of your legs over his shoulder kissing above your ankle glancing at the anklet with his name, his hand trails up your body running over your breast squeezing them, then over your stomach pressing down hard enough to feel himself through the chub.

"you feel that baby? that's my dick right here- ‘m right here ffuuck." you clenched on him again the feeling of his meaty cock in your tight walls, sandwiching your pussy with his heavy hand. he resumed his exploration of your body before arriving at your clit, his thumb slowly stroking the tiny wet bundles of nerves as he picked up the place, ramming into you faster.

you tried to close your legs as you felt closer to your release hands leaning the headboard in attempt to pushing at his pelvis. he ignored your pleasure struggle putting your other leg on his other shoulder, and continuing to fuck you as you spasmed letting out moans.

gaara could barely move from how tightly you clenched around him, nevertheless he continued to thrust in you. "ahhh....fuucck.... w-wait baby I just came." he grinned, lidded eyes seemingly glowing as his tongue ran over his top lip. "I know." your moans continued to rise. "s-shit baby i'm too sensitive." you dug your nails into his pale biceps sure to leave behind red marks. gaara moaned at the sight, gripping the backs of your knees, spreading your legs up and apart as he watches as the fat of your breast bounces and you cream on him, a thick white ring around the base of his cock. "hhaahh cum with me princess." he stilled inside of you as you shuddered underneath him letting him go from your bruising embrace, a pool of warmth painting the inside of your cunt.

he pulled out of you, cum trailing right behind as he slapped the tip of his dick against your clit making you jolt as he let out a smug giggle. "stay right there for a minute princess." he leaned over picking your phone up off the opposite side of the bed, going on snapchat, taking a picture and saving it.

he started a video with his cum still flowing out of you, placing his thumb on your puffy sensitive clit making you whine. "who's pussy is this princess?" his cocky tone apparent as he slapped your cunt. "’s yours gaaraa~ it's all yours." "damn right."

he ended the video, saving it to memories, throwing your phone back on the bed, kissed you on your forehead and helped you up, carrying you bridal style to the bathroom and started up the tub while you peed.

you leaned into gaara as your shower cap rested against his chest. "it was a prank baby, 'm sorry." he scoffed. "lesson learned, didn't we?" you nodded, tired from the dick he just put down on you. "can't believe you called up a dude who wore a green leotard all throughout middle school." he tsked.

・❥・

gaara was out shopping so you rang up your best friend. "hinata girlll lemme tell you what had happened-" she shushed you. "girl we gotta talk later cuz look." she sat up from what looked like her bed and shifted the camera to the left to see naruto knocked the fuck out without a shirt.

"pussy put his ass to sleep now he callin' you nyquil. okayy hinata." she held her finger to her lip as you quieted down til she shifted her camera to the right. kiba was knocked out laying on his back shirtless and an arm resting over his face. the biggest gasp came out of your mouth as you took in her appearance.

bite marks littered her neck, her hair messy, and her eyes were puffy and you could see tear marks running down her face. "girl we def gonna have to talk later cuz what the fucck?"

"yea girl ima call you back when I fully wake up, and to keep you in suspense they were like wild fuckin’ animals, anyways bye." she hung up making you scoff. 'damn get it then i guess.'

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

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Creatures of the Forest

I haven’t written anything on here in months, and to be honest I should be working on my novel rather than this. But, I’m a whore for EraserMic and can’t resist the temptation. Plus, I have a weakness for Monster AU’s, so I’m going to have fun with this.

Also heads up, I did not proofread, and story details might be a little muddy. I am tired and horny, and I will now go to bed.

Word Count: 5,242 (Kill me.)

Pairing(s): Jinn!Shouta x Female Reader x Siren!Hizashi

Warnings: 18+, dub-con, fingering, double-penetration, anal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, and probably more filth.

Premise: You just wanted to have some time yourself, and considering how cheap the cabin was you couldn’t pass up the chance at a countryside getaway. And they couldn’t pass up a chance of you.

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The cabin is not what you expected, but nonetheless you just felt glad at the chance to get away from the city for awhile. Your job has been stressing you out for months, and your family is no better. You booked out this one bedroom wood cabin from the 1970s for the next two weeks, a vacation away from technology and far, far away from the thoughts that kept you from yourself.

When you first arrived you checked out the whole cabin only to find cobwebs and dust covering nearly every surface, and the appliances were horrifically outdated. So, you decided to spend your time cleaning it up a little so you didn’t feel like a spider was going to crawl into your mouth in the middle of the night. Good thing, too, because you managed to find a fiddleback in its nest just under the bed. Now, you might hate spiders, but you’re by no means a killer.

“Work with me here, otherwise one of us is gonna get hurt.” You carefully manage to put a plastic cup over the agitated spider, and using a piece of paper you’re able to carefully take it outside. You don’t want to leave it near the cabin, and you don’t want to leave it out in the open field - what if a bird got to it? You have no choice but to trek out past the lovely field of wildflowers to the dark forest that lay just beyond it.

The trees tower over you as the sun begins to set in the distance. You’re not that far away from the cabin, but hearing the branches rustle against each other as the wind blows a warm summer breeze across your skin sends goosebumps over your body. It would be best to quickly release the spider and get out of there.

You go over to the nearest tree at the very edge of the forest and take the cup away from the paper. There the spider sits, rearing back as a threat, but its dramatics do nothing to you.

“You’re not so scary out in the open, are you?”

“He could probably say the same to you.”

You drop the paper and cup, whipping your head around to find the source of the melodic voice that had spoken to you, but no one is there.

“Over here, little bird.”

Your gaze falls back towards the forest, and just a few feet in front of you is a man with long, golden blonde hair that cascades down to his waist. He’s tall, probably six feet if you had to guess, and he’s wearing a tank top and jean shorts that show off his toned body almost too well. Then there’s his eyes, a green so bright that it contrasts the darkness of the forest.

“What are you doing here?” This land is supposed to be private, or at least that’s what the listing said.

“Sorry! I forget my manners sometimes. I’m one of the owners, you’re Y/N right?” Oh, one of the owners! You remember now, the listing mentioned that the owners of the property lived elsewhere on the land and might come by to check in on things.

“Yeah. You know, the cabin could have used a cleaning. When’s the last time you had anyone else here?”

“Somethin’ like five or so years. You like it though?”

“It’s... Cozy.” The sun seems to be disappearing much faster now. “Minus the spider.”

“Unfortunately we can’t do much about nature, little bird.” You want to ask him not to call you that, but you don’t want to be rude. The cabin is pretty cheap and you’d hate to cut this trip short because of a nickname. “But, if ya want my husband can come spray the cabin for pests tomorrow. I could bring by some food, too.”

“Oh, no thanks. I think it was just the one anyways.” The point of this whole trip is for you to get some alone time, and inviting this admittedly alluring man and his husband over would go against that.

“If you’re sure...” He trails off, glancing towards the spider that is now climbing quickly up the side of the tree. “If you do change your mind though, let us know! We don’t like pests around here, either.” You chuckle a little at that, but by now you’re already starting to back away from the forest to head back towards the cabin.

“I’ll keep that in mind, sir!” You call back, now intent on getting across this field as quickly as possible. But, his next words feel like they’re a whisper in your ear, making you jerk your head back towards the forest. My name is Hizashi, little bird.

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After unpacking that night you found yourself exhausted from the long travel to the cabin. After checking that all of the windows and doors were locked securely, you went to bed thinking about the blonde in the woods and the plans that you had for the next day. Your eyes closed with those thoughts mingling together as you fell into a seemingly deep sleep, unaware of the eyes that watched you from just outside of the bedroom window.

“She’s even better than I imagined...”

“You shouldn’t have gone to her today, it’s too soon.”

“If we wait too long then we’ll lose our chance! Let’s take her now, she wants to be far away, so we’ll take her far away.”

“We need time, and permission.”

“Well, I know how to get one of those things.”

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As the sun peeks through the bedroom window you attempt, and fail to stifle a groan. It might have been a good idea to bring curtains with you, but you suppose that it’s part of the woodsy experience. You sit up and stretch your arms high above your head, unaware of the creature slithering across the floor until you put your feet down and hear a hiss. Immediately you pull your feet back onto the bed with a high-pitched scream. The rattlesnake coils itself up and sets its eyes directly on you, only a few feet away from the bed.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.” You mutter to yourself as you reach for your cellphone on the side table. Unfortunately for you, the snake leaps forward and takes a snap towards your arm, eliciting another screech from you and making you back yourself against the far corner of the bed. “Go to the woods, you thought, it’ll be a great experience!” You mock yourself, now looking for anything nearby that you could use as a weapon. You could toss the blanket over it and try to make a run for it, but what you miss or what if it still managed to get you?

“Y/N!” You hear Hizashi just outside the cabin.

“We heard a scream, is everything alright!?” Another voice joins him, likely his husband.

“N-No! There’s a snake in here!” You glance towards the window to see it cracked open. Didn’t you lock it last night? “I can’t get past it!” You hear some banging at the front door, but shouldn’t they have a key? Or maybe they didn’t want to just walk in? “The window to the room is open! Hurry!” How close is the nearest hospital if you get bit? How long would it take you to die?

When you see two figures come around to the bedroom window you feel like you could weep in relief, but they hesitate.

“Is it okay for us to come in? How close is the snake?” The dark-haired man asks, and in your panic you don’t even question the absurdity of the first question.

“I-It’s close to me, you can come in. Be careful though.” You’re much quieter now, thinking that maybe your yelling only made the creature on your floor angrier. Hizashi’s husband only then pushes the window further open, sticking one leg inside to stabilize himself before coming all the way in. The snake is too focused on you to notice the new intruder.

“Y/N, my name is Shouta, and I need you to follow my instructions. Can you do that for me?” His voice is low and smooth, it calms you instantly.

“O-Okay.”

“Good girl. Pick up the blanket from your bed very slowly, try not to make any sudden movements - he’s more scared of you than you are of him.” You highly doubt that, but nonetheless you lean down very slowly while Shouta sneaks around the back of the snake to grab the blanket. “Very good girl.” Your face flushes at the almost sensual compliment. “Now, throw it onto the snake. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.” His reassurance calls you to action, tossing the thin blanket onto the snake. It hisses and wildly whips around under the blanket until Shouta manages to scoop up the blanket like a bag and tie it off. Just like that, your ordeal is over.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay now Y/N, Shou’s got the big bad snake.” Hizashi is suddenly by your side in an instant. When did he come through the window? His hand is on yours as he gently guides your shaky body off of the bed.

“I don’t even know how that thing got in, I-I locked every door and window last night! I double checked everything, I cleaned yesterday, I just don’t...” Why was the window open? Did she maybe get up last night and open it? It did get pretty hot last night... Quite suddenly, you’re extremely aware of how bare you feel in your cute light blue cotton shorts and black sports bra. You hadn’t even thought of it during your state of panic.

“I’m going to take this guy outside and let him go. Hizashi brought a dish over for you to try, if you want the company.” The two of them don’t seem to mind your half-dressed state, but you do.

“Sure, um, do you mind stepping out for a few minutes though.” You release Hizashi’s hand and grab the sheet from the bed to cover yourself. They understand pretty quickly, but both men didn’t mind it. If anything they want to see more of your soft, beautiful skin.

“Sorry ‘bout that beautiful! We’ll give ya some space!” With that, both men are leaving your presence and you feel like you can breathe a sigh of relief. What just happened? It feels like it all happened at once, but you can’t say that you aren’t relieved by their excellent timing. You decide to slip on some normal jean shorts and a faded AC/DC tee-shirt you got a few years back.

When you step out of the bedroom you can see Hizashi already bustling around the kitchen, humming in a way that made you feel warm little fuzzies on the inside. Shouta is sitting at the dining room table with his dark eyes shut. You take a moment to silently admire Hizashi’s husband. He’s more filled out than the lithe blonde, and while his black wavy hair is long, it’s only a few inches past his shoulders. And then she notices the deep scar just under his right eye.

“See something you like?” Your face once again turns red when you realize his eyes have opened and he’s looking directly at you.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare-”

“It’s alright. It’s the scar, right?” When he says this, Hizashi stops his cooking momentarily to look back at you and his husband.

“Oh, no! I don’t mind scars, scars can be sexy!” Why did you have to say that? An amused smirk slides across Shouta’s lips when you say this. Hizashi, meanwhile, lets out a chuckle that makes the air around you feel too light.

“Well of course scars are sexy! Why don’t you tell little bird how you got that scar?” As he says this you come to sit at the table. You may as well indulge them, they did come to your rescue after all.

“It’s not that interesting.” Shouta waves it off, but he can tell that you’re interested. “Unless you want to hear about it?”

“It’s not like I have anything else to do.” You shrug, and with that you get to spend the rest of your morning with the two men.

Apparently, Shouta had a run in with a man trespassing on the land and got a knife pulled on him. He said it wasn’t that interesting, but the way he told it captivated your interest. The guy was probably a hunter, or a thief, but they never found out. The local deputy came to get the guy after the confrontation, and that was that. They continued to talk with you long after breakfast had finished and you all had eaten, asking you about your interests, your passions, the reason why you came out here. You don’t know why, but when they ask you these questions you answer without a second thought. You think that it’s because no one has ever bothered to listen to you for this long, and the couple makes you feel as if you belong here, like you’re a person who deserves to be cherished. Originally you came here to be alone, but when you’re with them you feel something that you never felt back home. You just can’t quite describe it. Hours pass, and it’s well past noon when the two men decide to take their leave.

“If you see anymore snakes-”

“-Or if you just want our company-”

“-just give us a call on the landline.” Shouta finishes for the two of them as they walk out the front door.

“Sure thing, thanks again. I don’t know what I would have done if you two hadn’t come over.”

“Probably woulda sat there, desperately waiting for your prince charming to come save you. Good thing you already have two of us.” Hizashi’s joke manages to get a little giggle out of you.

“You’re cheesy.” Shouta grumbles, though you could see a small smile on his face as well. “Come on, let’s leave Y/N alone.” You watch the two of them walk not down the dirt road that you drove on to get here, but back through the forest that encircles the cabin.

Once the couple is gone, it’s like you snap back to reality. This morning was crazy, and you got lucky, but you swore that you locked that window shut last night. Deciding that perhaps it was better to enjoy the rest of your day than continue to obsess over the snake incident, you take a sketch book and go out back to draw the pretty flowers in the field.

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The night feels even hotter than the day, making it near impossible for you to cover up in any way. Long ago you stripped yourself bare, sprawling yourself on top of the covers with a sheen of sweat covering your body. If you didn’t feel the cool air struggling to reach you from the vents, then you would almost think the AC is broken. Currently, you’re half asleep in an almost dreamlike state. That’s when you hear a soft whisper.

“What is your wish?”

You turn on your side, letting out unintelligible mumbles. A more soothing, honeyed voice joins the first.

“What do you desire, little bird?”

That voice sends tingles all through your body, setting every nerve on fire. It compels you to answer.

“I want...” You mumbles, eyes half open and glazed over as you give your answer. “I want... Release...” You want to feel all of your stresses disappear as if they never existed.

“I’ll give you release, kitten.”

The voice no longer sounds far away, which snaps you out of that sleepy haze and once again makes you aware of your surroundings.Your eyes adjust to the darkness to find yourself no longer in the cabin, but surrounded by looming vertical objects... Trees?

“Shhh, don’t panic, we’re here.” There’s that voice again, the one that makes orgasmic waves pulse through your eardrums. It soothes any worries that you currently have as two hands come up to your shoulders and gently lay you onto the soft ground.

They prepared this place just for you. The cabin had been a front from the very beginning, a way to lure you away from bustling city life so they could give you what you wanted - release. You didn’t know it, but you had met Shouta months before this at a little bakery just down the street from your work. You had been complaining on the phone about your new boss and how stressed you were because of your obligations, and you wished that someone would take you away from your own life. Unknowingly, you had called upon the closest Jinn in the area, and he had already taken notice of you.

“Be gentle with her, it could be her first time.”

“It’s definitely not. But don’t worry, I took care of the ex months ago.”

You can vaguely hear the conversation of the two men looming over you, but you do not react. On the inside you feel fear, vulnerability, and confusion. You can’t quite make out the figures above you, but you recognize the voices; your hosts, Shouta and Hizashi. You just can’t comprehend why they are doing this. Earlier today they were fine, sure they were getting a little too close and asking too many questions, but you wouldn’t say they invaded your space... Or did they?

“Took care of?”

“Nothing like that, he wished for a job in France, so I got him the job in France... But, he might not like that job very much.” You can hear the smirk in his voice even if you can’t see it. “It was necessary.”

“Agreed.” The hands that had pushed you back onto the pillowy moss are now moving down your sides, just barely brushing over the sides of your breasts. You barely register the sigh of pleasure that leaves your lips at the tantalizing contact.

“Zashi...”

“What? Isn’t this what we wanted?”

“We need permission.”

“We have permission! You heard the wish!”

“It was vague. I want details.” Suddenly, you can feel another set of hands gently massaging your bare feet, then moving up your smooth legs to part them at the thighs. The exposure makes you whimper, though there’s little you can do beyond that. “Release your influence, Hizashi.”

“But if we do that-”

“Release her. I want to hear her.” With what sounds like a huff of frustration from the blonde, that hazy feeling that had come over you suddenly dissipates. Your vision becomes more clear along with the two entities above you.

Hizashi has moves your arms so they’re now pinned above your head, preventing you from covering your bare breasts from their view. Shouta still has your legs spread on either side of you, but he doesn’t move any further. You meet his eyes, eyes that had been onyx earlier in the day but now glow an eerie shade of red.

“Months ago you wished to be taken away from your life. Do you remember that, Y/N?” You can’t focus on Shouta’s voice, all you can focus on is your current situation. Tings sting the edges of your eyes, and your throat starts to close up.

“P-Please...”

“She’s not going to respond like this, Shou.”

“She will, be patient. Y/N, I need you to look at me.” His voice is stern. Even though you want to look away, you once again meet his gaze. “What do you wish for now?”

“Let m-me go!” That’s your first thought, but then you feel one of Shouta’s hands creeping further up your thigh, his fingers just barely brushing over your outer lips.

“Do you mean that?” You nod your head frantically, and unbeknownst to you Shouta’s partner is giving him an incredulous look. “So, you want to go back to that stressful life in the city? You want your asshole boss to walk all over you, making you feel like you’re the scum of the earth? You want your parents to treat you like you mean nothing?” He emphasizes the final word with a hiss, and this seems to get to you. Your sniffling briefly ceases, though you’re still tugging against the tight hold of both of the men as if you could escape.

“What are you?”

“A Jinn, kitten. Do you know what a Jinn is?” You nod you head - you’re aware of the mythology behind beings like him, but how does he exist? They’re fictional! “Months ago I heard your desperate plea, and ever since then I’ve been eager to give you want you want... For a price.” His thumb brushes over your clit briefly, making your body stiffen.

“F-For sex?”

“For partnership. To be with me, to be with Hizashi, to be with both of us. It does get lonely out here.”

“And I can’t leave.” Hizashi pipes in with a sad smile. “I’m a Siren tied permanently to this forest. Remember the story about the man with a knife? He was going to hurt this place, so we had no choice. Once this place is gone, so am I.” His thumbs rub soothing circles into your skin.

“You don’t need me though, I don’t need your wishes or whatever! I want to...” You wish that you could say that you want to go home, but do you? Despite your current circumstances, you found yourself considering this deal.

“If you’re here, then Hizashi won’t be alone. I can go out for supplies without worrying about him.”

“And if you’re here, you won’t have to deal with those pesky worries you had before little bird. You get to have fun, be free, be loved by us.” But why you? Why did they want to take you?

“Because you’re special, Y/N. Because out of everyone in that city, you were the one who wanted to escape the most, who cared but wasn’t cared for. You deserve us.” Shouta drives his point home here, but he hopes that it will be enough. After all, he would prefer your consent, but it’s not entirely needed here.

“Okay.” You whisper. After all, what’s really waiting for you back home? Misery and paperwork, that’s what.

“Okay what?”

“You need to be more specific, Y/N.” You take a deep, shuddering breath before you speak again.

“I-I want release, I don’t want to go home anymore.”

“And in exchange?” Shouta pushes, his eyes glowing as he stares into yours.

“In e-exchange, I’ll stay here. I’ll be your... Partner.”

That seems to be all that they need from you, because in the next moment the two men above you are no longer clothed. You squeak and shut your eyes - it’s not the first time you’ve seen a naked man, but usually they don’t just pop out in front of you like that!

“You’re little noises are so cute.” Hizashi uses one of his knees to keep your wrists pinned above your head so his hands could get to work. While your eyes are still closed you feel his soft fingers run across your neck and past your collarbone, headed straight for your breasts. But just before they can get there, a pair of lips smash to yours. Shouta’s tongue flicks out at your bottom lip, beckoning you to allow him inside. Just at that moment, Hizashi’s fingers find your pert nipples, giving each of them a tiny pinch. This causes you to moan, and Shouta takes the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth to get a taste.

You can feel Shouta’s thick erection against your cunt, twitching in anticipation. It has been awhile since you’ve had another man, and you have to admit that the thought of being railed by these very good looking men wasn’t so bad. You start to becoming lightheaded from the kiss and constant ministrations of your sensitive nipples when Shouta finally pulls away from the kiss to let you breathe.

“Good girl.” He brings his thumb up to wipe away some of the saliva from around your lips. “We’ll put this to more use later. For now, I want to see you cum.” In what feels like two seconds Shouta is suddenly between your thighs, throwing your legs over his shoulders so he could get a good view of your waiting, wet pussy. He blows cool air over your sensitive little nub, making it quiver and throb in anticipation. Meanwhile, Hizashi finally leans down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the little bug while his fingers continue to tug and pinch the other. Your head sits in the blonde’s lap, his cock mere inches away from your face.

“Do you want to suck me, little bird?” As he says this in that low, melodic voice of his, Shouta flicks his tongue over your clit, making your writhe under them.

“Careful, she almost came.”

“Is my voice too much for you?” You can only pant in response, letting out a soft moan when Shouta flicks his tongue over your little nub again.

“Answer him, or we’ll make this last.”

“Y-Yes... It’s... I makes me feel good.” His voice makes you feel like you could orgasm in seconds.

“And do you want to suck daddy’s cock?” The way he words it makes you whine, but you nonetheless give him an answer.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes... Daddy.” The instant that you finish that sentence, Shouta’s mouth latches onto your clit, sucking on it so harshly that you can feel your head spin. Hizashi repositions himself so he’s kneeling right over your face, running his fingers through your hair as he guides your lips to his tip. You take his tip into your mouth and suck it softly, eliciting a groan from the man that gets sent straight to your groin.

“Fuck, just her lips are almost enough... Come on honey, you can take me deeper.” And you do, you try to relax your throat so you can take Hizashi’s cock deeper into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his base, all while Hizashi has his hands continually playing with your nipples, never letting up.

Shouta continues his work between your legs, nipping softly at your clit while bringing a finger to your entrance. He gently pushes it inside of you, giving it a few thrusts before adding a second. You adjust tremendously well. He can already feel your wet cavern clenching tightly around his fingers as he curls his digits upwards. To this you give him a sweet little cry, which only results in Shouta setting a relentless pace. He pounds those fingers into you, hitting your sensitive spot with such precision that you can hardly focus on the cock in your mouth all while sucking and swirling his expert tongue over your swollen clit until you finally clench tightly around his fingers and cry out with your first orgasm of the evening.

Hizashi slows down the thrusts into your mouth as Shouta pulls away from between your legs, slowly pulling himself out as well. For a moment you’re confused, wondering why they could pull away when they haven’t found relief yet, only to be suddenly pulled forward so you’re hovering right over Shouta’s thick length. Hizashi comes up behind you, pressing soft kisses and nipples to the soft spot on your neck - he’s going to leave plenty of marks here later.

“Do you think you can take both of us?” Shouta asks, momentarily confused you until you realize what he means.

“I’ve never done it, um, there before.”

“We can make it easy, if you let us. It’ll only feel good.” Hizashi assures you, rubbing comforting circles into your thighs.

“We want to make you feel good.” Shouta adds, both hesitating until they see you nod your head once again.

“Okay.” You still feel nervous, but you want to feel good, and so far it feels really good.

Shouta helps your ease yourself onto his dick, pressing gently into your waiting pussy while giving your already oversensitive clit little flicks from his thumb. Once he has settled deep within you, you feel Hizashi spread your ass cheeks and press a finger into you. Your face burns from slight embarrassment, but admittedly as he begins to move the saliva covered digit in and out of you, you find yourself enjoying it. You try to move whilst on top of Shouta, but he grabs your hips to keep you still.

“Wait.” He commands, smirking at your impatient whine. That whine then turns into a gasp as you feel a second finger being pressed into your rear hole, nibbling on your bottom lip as an uncomfortable burning sensation takes place of the previous pleasure.

“Relax for me, little bird.” Hizashi whispers, and like his words work magic you instantly relax and that burning sensation goes away. He pumps those a few times while your juices continue to drench Shouta’s cock, then they’re gone, replaced instead by Hizashi’s pulsating member. “Stay relaxed, and take a few breaths.” Hizashi murmurs, placing a few soft kisses to your neck as he pushes himself into you.

At first you feel that uncomfortable burning sensation once again, but then that changes to a fullness that gives you pleasure. You huff in lust as Hizashi pushes the full of his length into you, both men temporarily remaining still while you adjust. Your back is pressed flush against Hizashi’s chest, so you can feel his heartbeat rhythmically hammering against you while they both wait.

“Please...”

“Please what?” Shouta once again brushes his thumb over your swollen clit, making you whimper.

“Please, make me yours.”

As if you said the magic words, both men suddenly begin to move within you. Shouta keeps your hips stilled while rolling his own to thrust up into you, meanwhile Hizashi wraps one arm around your waist to grope your breast. You feel his teeth graze against your shoulder with enough pressure to bruise, but you don’t care, you’re in a euphoric state right now.

Shouta keeps your clit busy with his thumb while the both of them pick up their paces, the sound of sweaty skin slapping together resonating throughout the dense forest. You can feel your next orgasm already building as the two of them continue at their brutal pace, the feeling of your holes clenching around them driving them absolutely wild with lust - they’re not going to last much longer, either.

“Fuck - we love you, kitten.”

“Yesss, we love you so much little bird.” Hizashi grunts into your ear, and while you can’t say it yet, you’re sure that it won’t take but a few months before you’re saying the same words back.

All it takes is one well timed thrust against your g-spot and another flick to your clit before you’re clamping down on both men and letting out a long, strangled moan with your second orgasm. Shouta follows quickly behind you along with Hizashi, both men pressing deep within you before they spill their seeds. They stay inside of you even afterwards, letting you back in your afterglow as they both praise you, pressing kisses over your skin and telling you how great you did for them.

It’s too late for you to turn back now. You’ve made the deal, and you sealed it the second that you said yes.

[wiypt-writes]

25 Days of CHRIS-mas

Day 16: Gingerbread Whorehouse

Summary: You and Colin have some festive food based fun

Pairing: Colin Shea (What’s Your Number?) x Readefr

Warnings: Bad Language, smut (NSFW, 18+)

W/C: 1.9k

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction, any likeness to any persons or events in real life are purely co-incidental. I do not own any characters contained herein bar Katie Stark and/or any original characters. I do not give consent for my work to be copied and posted/translated onto any other sites. If you see this fiction anywhere other than Tumblr, it has been taken without permission. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer and ALL warnings posted here.

A/N: Reader is from Just A Little Witchful Thinking

25 Days Of Chris-mas Masterlist / Main Masterlist  

Day 15: Steve Rogers

You took a quick glimpse in the mirror. Your hair was curled, your lips a vibrant red. You wore nothing but the skimpy Christmas apron you'd found. You dipped your feet into your red pumps and smirked as you heard your apartment door open and shut.

“Babe?” Colin’s voice rang across the apartment and you walked to the doorway of the bedroom, leaning on it seductively.

"Right here." You smirked.

He stopped dead as he saw you, his eyes flicking down your body and back up again. “Dammed, Y/N.”

“Nice to see you, too!”

“Erm… well, fuck…” he stuttered as he crossed towards you. His hands reached up and gently fingers slid beneath the neck ties of your apron.

"That's the point." You whispered. Your painted red nails fiddling with the buttons of his dress shirt.

"Fuck, I..." his lips were quickly latched over yours, his tongue dipping into your mouth.

You'd been teasing him all day with suggestive texts as he spent the day travelling back with his parents but this, he hadn't expected. He backed you forcefully into the room, his hands making short work of the flimsy ties that held the apron to your body. You had nothing on under it and now all that remained were your heels.

In a flash, his hands hooked under your thighs and he lifted you off your feet, your legs wrapping around his waist as he tipped you backwards, falling over you into the bed.

A growl swept from his chest as your beasts bounced when he led you over your mattress. "Not fair teasing me like that." He nipped at you.

“Was pretty funny from my point of view.”

"You try hiding a boner from your mom all day,".

“I don’t have a dick.”

“You’re gonna have one in a minute.”

"Bout time."

Colin was quick to get out of his shirt, his abs and sculpted chest on full display as his denims hung low on his hips. A smattering of chest hair and happy trail teased you. Your hand smoothed up his skin and he groaned a little, his muscles twitching to your touch. You could feel the outline of his hard length against your thigh.

"I thought we were making cookies for the party tomorrow?" Colin spoke with a rasp as his hands curved over the smoothness of your thighs and calves.

“Plenty of time for that.” You leaned up and pressed your lips to his

"You're a naughty little thing," he crooned.

"Then make me nice," you winked.

Shoes and socks were toed off but as you went to kick your heels gone, Colin stopped you. "Leave them." He flicked his brow.

Warm lips pressed into your ankle, then your calf as thick fingers trailed lines up your forgotten leg. A nip to that soft skin on the inside of your knee before a delicious to your smooth inner thigh made you shiver.

“Someone’s eager,” his breath was hot on the apex of your thigh

"You've been gone a few days. I missed you." You sighed.

"Awe, you're cute." He laved at the skin near your mound.

“Shut up.”

"Don't move." He smirked wickedly. Colin popped off your bed and disappeared into the living room. He quickly re-emerged with a pipe of white frosting in his hand. He tossed it to the bed and stripped of his jeans.

“We’re supposed to decorate the gingerbread with that.” You watched as he pushed his boxers down, his cock springing free.

"Plenty of time," he mimicked your sentiments earlier. "This is payback for those texts."

“Icing?” You snorted.

His naked body crowded yours as he picked up the piping bag, "yep."

He squeezed the tube over your nipple, the cool sugary coating covering your skin. His eyes locked on yours, he dipped his head and gently sucked the sticky substance from your breast. It wasn’t long before he had used up the entire bag and you were a sticky, whimpering mess underneath him, begging him to finally fuck you.

You’d only been doing this for two months, admissions of your mutual attraction being made when you’d fucked on the roof top at Halloween. Whilst you knew the pair of you were exclusive, you hadn’t labelled exactly what your relationship was. That said, he’d spent the last few days at his parents’ cabin in Vermont and it had surprised you just how much you’d missed him. Which could also explain the heated texts you daringly sent.

"Colin...." your tone was one of pleading and he smirked knowing he had you right where you needed to be.

Tossing the frosting bag over his shoulder he reached for your end table, where he knew you kept the back up condoms. Pulling one out of the box, he sat back on his heels as he tore the foil packet open and rolled it down his shaft with a groan, his bottom lip tugged between his teeth.

You watched as he lined himself up and gently pressed in, his hands pressed into the mattress at your his as he thrust forward.

“Oh, fuck.” You squeaked a little, as he pulled back and drove back in with another powerful rut.

"Jesus Christ, babe," he groaned. Colin took you by the ankle and outstretched your leg against his chest, driving into you.

The slight change in your position meant he could drive a little deeper, the roughness of his lines grinding against your clit with each thrust and dirty grind he gave.

"Fuck, I missed this," he managed as you whined.

"Feels so good," you arched your back away from the mattress.

“Yeah?” He drove into you as hard as he could, his hand sliding round the back of your neck, roughly pulling your face back to his, bending your body into a shape you had no idea it could make.

"Yeah," you simpered. "Oh fuck, right... Right there, baby."

Every ridge and throb the two of you had deep inside was felt and given the foreplay and pre-show you filled his feed with, neither of you would hold out long. But something told you this was only round one.

With a loud wail, that you knew full well dog-fucker downstairs would hear; you came, your body shaking violently.

"Argh fahk," Colin's hips stuttered as he squeezed your leg against his torso. He, too, came hard, swearing the condom was gonna bust he filled it so full. Dropping your leg, he collapsed clumsily on top of you, his chest heaving.

“Colin?” You hummed, your hand sliding into his hair.

"Yeah?"

“Before, when you said you missed this…”

“Hmmm?”

“Did… actually, forget it.”

"Hey," he kissed you softly, "what?"

“I erm, I just… well, did you miss me as well? Not just…”

"Not just sleeping with you?" He chuckled, rolling to his side as he curled next to you, his finger trailing over your taught belly, "yeah, I did."

You shook your head and groaned, “I’m sorry, that probably came across really needy.”

Now he sat up, "Y/N, why would you say that?"

“I don’t know, I just don’t want you feeling like I’m trying to crowd you or something.” You shrugged, “I just, well, I missed you. A lot more than I expected to.”

He looked at you for a moment his eyes searching for something. Then he sat up, slipped his boxers back on and handed you his shirt, extending his hand. Then he smirked, "You're my girlfriend, why would you think you're crowding me?"

“Your… I… what?” Your head emerged from the neck hole of his shirt, sex missed hair all over the face as you took his hand and he pulled you to your feet.

He smiled proudly, a little blush to his cheeks, "my girlfriend... If you want to be that is. Y/N, you make me pretty happy. After Halloween, it just clicked and felt right. All that time we've spent together.”

“No, I mean yes, I do I just… I didn’t want to label it too fast and scare you off.” You averted your eyes, inwardly groaning.

"We don't have to label anything," he chuckled. "We just carry-on, the benefit of a relationship without the stress of it. I know what you mean to me and that's it." His hands collected at your hips, his lips bending into yours.

“But… if I wanted to be your girlfriend…”

"You are." He shrugged.

“Okay… erm…” you giggled a little and Colin laughed.

“You’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

"Shut up." You slapped his chest.

"Don't we have gingerbread men to make?" He smirked, changing the subject. "I don't bake with just anyone."

“Well, I’m glad to hear that.” You chuckled, “although I’m gonna need to make some more white icing.”

A sly expression moved over Colin's face, "will you do it naked?"

“What?”

"Will. You. Bake. Naked?" He emphasized his words with a kiss between each. "I kinda liked the apron stunt.”

“Not sure it’s particularly safe or hygienic.” You laughed, before you bit your lip, “but I suppose…I could…if you get naked too.”

Now it was your turn to smirk, "deal."

The batches took far longer than anticipated due to Colin and his particularly handsy baking skills but as you sat in his lap, his thick cock again stuffed inside you while he decorated his final batch, you nipped and kissed his neck and jaw.

“Is this how you normally decorate cookies?” He groaned as you nibbled at the short whiskers of his stubble.

“Well, considering I’ve only done this with my family before, no.” You gave your hips a little wiggle and you felt Colin slip a little.

“Jesus, how do you expect me to decorate these damned things when you’re doing that?”

"Maybe we should be done?" You suggested.

"But I haven't finished my masterpiece."

“Your….” You turned your head to look at the table over your shoulder and gave a loud snort of laughter as you saw what he’d done.

"You fucked the gingerbread men," you laughed hysterically in his lap. "That's, it's... Creative, I'll give you that."

You glanced at the two cookies arranged in a doggy style pose, stuck together with huge globs of white icing.

“Well, he looks happy.” You giggled at the huge icing smile on the “givers” face.

“Course he’s happy, you seen how much cum there is, babe? Dude got his rocks off big time.”

"You're filthy."

“Don’t act like you don’t love it.”

You gave a little roll of your hips. "You've turned my cookies into whores, babe."

He chuckled as his hands dropped the bag of icing and curled round your waist.

“And as amusing as it is, we can’t serve those at the party tomorrow. It ruins the aesthetic.” You looked at the perfectly decorated gingerbread house on the kitchen side counter and Colin followed your gaze.

“Sure we can, it’s a whorehouse. A gingerbread whorehouse.”

In a quick flash you were off his lap and turned facing his so-called masterpiece, your elbows bent and forearms splayed over the tabletop.

Colin’s lips gently kissed the back of your neck as his hands curled into your hips. “And now imma give you your own white Christmas.”

"Oh fuck." You felt his finger tips press into your hips. "Yes."

“And, if you get hungry halfway through,” the tip of his rubber encased cock prodded at your entrance, “there’s already snacks on the table.”

"Just fuck me already, 6A."

With a chuckle he burried himself inside you, his lips nipping at your neck.

“You got it 6C.”

🎄🎄🎄🎄

Day 17: Mr Freezy (The Iceman)

[black-bhabie-2000]

Hii! I would like to request accidental stimulation in public by fem reader (may be she doesn't pay much attention that time about this? Or u choose ) & and then may be the Guys get flustered about this and they try to get close & get some stimulation with their S/O till they get home and then we can go all NSFW 😛 with KENNY, CHIFUYU, BAJI, MITSUYA please ♡♡ thank you for your time. Have a greattt day☆ xo

I hope I had the right idea with this.. thank you for being my first ask and sorry if it isn't right I did the ones I know and I hope you request again..

Mitsuya

You and Mitsuya have been dating for a while and you've gotten to see every side of him. Including what he's like outside of his Toman persona but you guys were about to hit an even bigger milestone. He invited you to his house. You were brimming with excitement. You stopped at his club after school to walk with him. He spotted you " Just a sec babe, alright make sure to not hurt yourselves and anything you mews up let me know so I can help you tomorrow. " with that He grabbed his stuff and grabbed your hand pulling you alongside him. The walk to his house wasn't long. You guys walked in and changed to his slippers and he led you to his room. "Feel free to look around." He said with a smirk. You laughed " How did you know !" He smiled and closed the door. You waited to see if he was going to com back in and he didn't. So you started snooping. The first thing was dirty magazines but sadly he hide them to well but you came across something better. In his closet was a bag with your name on it. What else could you do but open it and inside was the prettiest dress you've ever seen. You immediately stripped not paying attention to the door that was slowly opening and started putting on the dress. Once on you realized it really emphasized you curves and was a little too tight in certain areas. The whole time your tugging and trying to make it fit right. Your boyfriend is on the floor watching the show your putting on. " Wow you look hot babe" you turned around flushed and embarrassed. You forgot he would eventually come in. " You look very sexy in the clothes I made for you but it looks like it needs some adjustments " he smirked and stood up slowly walking to you. Your body moving backwards till your against the wall . Mitsuya leans in his hair tickling the side of your face. He grabs your side his right hand slowly sliding down your back and he whispers in your ear. " We're going to have to rip this off and start from scratch ." Let's just say you reached more than one milestone that day and Mitsuya makes you wear the clothes he designs on dates.

Baji

You and Baji have been in the same class for 2 years and yes yall both dumber than a bag of rocks. Only thing is you were more popular because of how cute your actions were. While baji was just weird. You asked Baji out and much to your surprise he said yes. You didn't know about Toman or that he looked like out of school until he asked you on a date to an amusement park. He told you his gang was going to be there and you excited about going on your first date pulled all the stops. Im talking about cute thigh highs, brand new skirt with a baby doll top that showed off your rack quite nicely 😏. Your makeup was beat in and you snuck into your older sisters makeup for the spray that would make sure your face wouldn't melt. Your accessories showed off you curvy and cute form. You hadn't seen Baji after-school and neither had he seen you. So you arrive at your meeting spot and couldn't see him. So you waited. You hadn't noticed the group of boys next to the fountain you walked past or kept circling. Draken called attention to you first with a nod in your direction "she's cute '

Takemitchy gasped "don't say that what about Emily " Draken laughed "like Mikey would let me date his sister " Mikey silently smiled to himself ready to go into the amusement park cause he was hungry. "Baji how long is your girlfriend gonna take, we've been out here for 20 minutes " Mikey whined. I don't know man she said she was here maybe I should call her ?" Baji responded. "You should've called her in the first place" chifuyu replied. Baji typed in your number and flipped chifuyu off with lead int the guys chuckling. You had hit the roundabout and stopped in your tracks a few feet in front of the boys. You picked up your phone in a hurry and answered it . You were kinda irritated " if you weren't going to be here , you shouldn't have wasted my time dumbass and hung up on him. Baji ofc looking at you and also stunned that you cussed at didn't say a word. Better yet all the boys were looking at you because one there was no way Baji pulled a baddy like you and two did you just cuss him out. You were Bout to storm off . When Baji caught your arm and spun you around, pulling you into him. You were shocked cause one wo to was this hot ass stranger and why was he so close. You went to yell at him and " hey babe if I knew you were going to get all filled up. I wouldn't have invited the gang and 'he leans I a little too close ' we could've went to my place for a study Date. He said gazing deep in your eyes and you knew exactly what he meant and it was for sure not studying. You pulled back half in shock cause you recognized his voice anywhere and damn you got lucky. You slapped Bajis chest ' hmph show me your friends dummy and walked away. Baji chuckling behind you , slyly gripping your hand. " Hey Draken the hot babes mine "

DRAKEN (kenny)

It was a comfy afternoon , the sky was gray and it was raining true peace. Well as peaceful as it gets in the red light district. You followed Draken all the way to his house and then hid when he got out. You walked around till you met the front desk clerksman and he recognized you. Though you didn't know how . He offered you some tea and led you to Drakens room. " I don't know when he'll be back and I'm not calling him so stay comfortable " he shut the door and left . You were in Drakens room your excitement trumping your guilt because you followed your boyfriend outta jealously. " It's so neat in here" you announce to yourself in a slight mischievous tone. Looking around cautiously you start to what any girl in her boyfriend would do . Look for evidence, not bad evidence but evidence. You had been strategically Looking and putting everything back in its place just in case he might get upset with you for Looking through his stuff. You did find a porn Magazine that showed you why he was dating you. You fit the body type of the page with white residue on it to a T . I mean her ass was a bit bigger but hey what's a girl to do. You had now moved on to store i.e. his closet . You opened and marveled at how many of those damn black and white jackets he has like damn Boi buy another color shit. You now completely forgotten you are trespassing cause your boyfriend doesn't know you are there. You start to strip and try on his clothes. Draken was making his way home it was still light outside and plus he needed to Chang into his toman uniform because Mikey wanted to meet up tonight. He was in the building heading up the elevators. Wondering why he hasn't heard from you all day. TF were you doing 😒, were you mad at him. He doesn't really know or care . He's just pissed you hadn't texted him all day. "I'm going to punish that brat next time I see her 😏" the elevator door opened and he stepped off with a pep in his step to change a little faster and head to your house and mess with you before the meeting. He walked up to the desk .

You had lost track of all time and now was getting ballsy. You half naked was about to put on his toman uniform. All your sanity is apparently out the Window cause you are giggle Loud as fuck. Your couldn't fit the pants but his jacket and boots fit nice and the way your ass looked hanging out the bottom of the jacket oof girl, you left it open revealing your bust just enough and you had your hair in a pony tail trying to mimick your boyfriends hair. ' I'm Draken and Mikey is my leader and son and if you wanna hurt him you gotta fight mee grrr"... you had your fist up and a very sad attempt of a bad ass face. You currently fake fighting and giggling like an idiot had no idea Draken had been watching you since you put your hair in the pony tail. (Stealthy bitch) you turn around doing a bad ass kick and scream and dive to his bed and cover yourself up. " WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE. YOU DIDN'T CALL OR TELL ME YOU WERE COMING " Draken laughed " Sweetcheeks this is my room' he approached the bed and ripped the covers off of you. You squirmed away from him till your head hit the wall. Giving Draken enough Time to place himself over you." Well hey there babe , you look pretty sexy in my uniform " his hand trailing up the side of your thigh. " I have 1 and 45 before the Toman meeting that's enough time to show you my bad ass skills huh sweetcheeks" you gasped .......... Draken was very late to the meeting that day and your brother was pissed when you went home the next day but shit that was the best sleep you ever had 😏😏😏😉🤷🏿‍♀️

[taleofharrison]

You belong with me | Michael Clifford

Summary: Based on you belong with me by taylor swift

Warnings: cliche as always with me

Requested: Yes by an anon thank you for your patience

Word Count: 1203

A/N: This is my interpretation of you belong with me lyrics with little bits and pieces from the music video and lyrics also I said I would post this almost two hours ago but I bought a new book and it's so good I lost track of time sorry bout that.

MASTERLIST HERE

You met Michael years ago. You don’t even remember when you met him, you had been friends for that long. You saw him go from a 13 people crowd in a hotel in Australia to sold out shows in stadiums every step of the way into turning his dreams a reality.

Along the way, you fell for him. I know how cliché a girl falling for his best friend, but you just couldn’t help it. Michael was cute, funny, and talented and basically had been there for you when you needed him the most, you were so close that the moment you could, you moved to California in a heartbeat just to be closer to him plus your company had offices in LA. You could say destiny wanted you next to him.

For years you kept your feelings to yourself, well Ashton knew about them you told him you were closer to him aside from Michael, Calum and Luke just connected the dots, but Michael…he was oblivious.

If he had a girlfriend and this ended badly, you were the one picking up the pieces and vice versa. However, this hadn’t happened in a while though, you were happy single, and he was…well he was in a relationship let’s say that.

“Yeah no” Michael was on the phone, he sounded frustrated “I guess so…yes see you tomorrow.”

He sighed and let himself fall on the couch right next to you.

“Stacey again?” you asked him.

“Yeah” he chuckled closing his eyes.

“Why is she upset now?” you questioned as you paused the movie you were watching with him before she interrupted.

“I-I honestly don’t know” Michael dried laughed, he was tired “you know how she is she gets upset with everything.”

“Do you still have clothes for me in the guest room?” you suddenly asked.

“Yeah” he replied although it was more like a question. Sleepovers were still common even after all these years.

“We are having a sleepover then” you stated, “let me go get changed.”

“You don’t have to do that” Michael chuckled “I’m fine seriously.”

“You’re not fine. You’re upset I know you” you told him “I’m not leaving you sad and lonely I’m staying. Besides, I know how to make you laugh.”

Michael smiled so wide. He felt it was his first genuine smile during the week.

-

You wore a band shirt, one you stole from Michael, jeans, and black sneakers. You felt like a teenager again with your outfit especially because this was the band’s aesthetic during the first album.

You and the boys were preparing everything for Michael’s birthday party. Nickelback played in the background you all loved that band.

“Stacey! you’re here” you exclaimed, “can you help get the food over here?”

“What is that music?” she asked.

“Nickelback” Ashton answered.

“Can we change it?” she whined “this doesn’t sound like party to me”

You knew it would be rude not to invite her or involve her in the party organization but if you had it your way she wouldn’t be here. Guess that’s on you because if you had told Michael how you feel years ago, he wouldn’t have met her in the first place.

“This is one of Michael’s favorite bands” you answered, “our favorite band too as a matter of fact.”

“It just won’t do” Stacey pulled out her phone to pick a playlist.

It was at that moment when you realized how different you were from her. She was in heels and a pink dress. It’s not that you criticized women for dressing like that, but she did look a bit out of place around Michael’s friends.

“That’s it” her phone took over the Bluetooth speaker “can you bring the food here? Michael will be here soon.”

You were shocked she completely ignored you. You weren’t close to her not that you hadn’t tried, Stacey was Michael’s girlfriend and even if it was a pain in your heart, you’d try to get along with her however it was one-sided.

“I’ll help you” Ashton whispered, “don’t worry.”

-

You and Michael were laughing in the park, Moose and South playing near you. It felt so right for you both the moment was perfect.

“I missed you!” Michael exclaimed as he hugged you.

“Well, you should have” you teased “we haven’t spent time together, just us, in ages. I missed you too.”

“When was the last we…” he asked.

“Your birthday I believe” you answered, “almost 3 weeks ago.”

It hurt you. You had never spent this long without talking to each other.

“Sorry about that” Michael said, “Stacey’s been driving me crazy.”

“What does she want now?” he looked at you with a confused look “I know you. She clearly wants something.”

“To move in with her” he whispered loud enough to hear.

“That’s-that’s crazy” you breathed out “do you want that?”

“I don’t know” he sighed “it feels like the right thing to do but I don’t know.”

“You don’t know or don’t want to.”

“Why wouldn’t I want?” he breathlessly laughed “we’ve been together for quite a while now.”

“Maybe something in your heart is telling you something” you shrugged “something just doesn’t feel when you’re with her.”

“You’re saying that I don’t love her?” Michael questioned.

“If that’s what you understood” you shrugged, by this point your heart and your feelings were too tired and hurt to care if he was mad or offended by that “you should really start listening to what your heart really wants.”

You left Michael at the park; you were being selfish you knew that, but you couldn’t help it. If you had spoken up about your feelings earlier, this wouldn’t be happening but that’s the thing about feelings. They are a lot more complicated than what we think.

It took Michael some weeks, but he realized that all the time you were there for him, his darkest times, and his happiest times. It was you; he just wasn’t brave enough to admit it and he guessed you felt the same.

“Michael!” you exclaimed, “what are you doing here?”

It was around midnight, you couldn’t sleep and decided to drink a cup of tea in the kitchen when the knocking on the door scared you.

“It is you!” he said walking into your house “you’re the one who actually gets me, you’re the one who knows everything about me.”

“What are you talking about?” you were a little bit tired and confused by his impromptu visit.

“After you told me that in the park I knew” Michael answered “I’m in love with you. I was just too stupid and in denial to actually act on it and I’m sure you’ve been the same.”

“I-“ you were speechless. This was everything you wanted, and you didn’t know how to act or what to say.

“Tell me I’m wrong and I’ll leave but I’m now sure there’s something special between us.”

“Just kiss already” you begged. He smiled and leaned it to kiss you. It felt sweet and perfect.

“Took us long enough to realize” he sighed once you stopped.

“Yes!” you laughed leaning in for another kiss.

Michael finally realized that you belonged to each other.

[halloweenbitch2764]

It's A Scream, Baby!

Part One

Billy Loomis x Fem! Reader x Stu Macher

TW: None

Key

(F/C)- Favorite Color

(H/L)- Hair Length

(H/C)- Hair Color

(Y/F/N)- Your First Name

(Y/L/N)- Your Last Name

(Y/N)- Your Name

Chapter One

I let out a sigh and dusted my hands off as I carried the last box in from the moving truck. I heard the muffled voice of my mother thanking the movers and I ran my fingers through my hair. A fresh start. Something new. My mother had gotten a job opportunity and moved us from my comfortable hometown to Woodsboro, California. Before my mom told me the name of the town, I had never heard of it. That was to be expected after I found out that it was a fairly quaint town. 

I opened the box and started unloading the things that would be in my bedroom. Some magazines and books, my bedsheets, posters of my favorite bands, etc. Things that made my room uniquely me. The move wasn't as stressful as I thought it would be but I already missed my friends. My friends were people who I'd grown up with. Now the only contact I would have with them is by phone. It's okay. Little contact is better than none. However, there was one thing that had yet to determine if the move was worth it. Will I make any friends? I've always had such a hard time doing it. My old friends were just always there and I didn't really make any new friends. Maybe one here or there but nothing like this. 

I sat on my bed and looked through the box beside me. I pulled out my phone and plugged it into the wall, setting it on my desk. If I get lonely tonight maybe I can call one of them. I tapped my fingers absentmindedly against the phone before snapping out of my thoughts and continuing to unpack. I was tired from the drive to Woodsboro, but wanted to set my room up a little at least. I hung a calendar on my wall beside my desk and looked at the red, circled date. New school. I would be starting school tomorrow. I think the school said someone would help guide me around, right? Fuck I hope so. I know I'll get lost. 

I glanced out the window and saw the sun had almost completely set. It didn't necessarily surprise me, but it didn't ease the nervousness of the fact that school seemed fast approaching. Wish I could have gotten more time to unpack. Then again, the sooner I get this done the less time I'm going to spend worrying about it. It's like ripping a bandaid off. A soft yawn tumbled from my lips as I grabbed my backpack from the corner where I had set it, double checking I had everything I wanted. Folders? Check. Notebooks? Check. Pencils? Check. Once I knew I had everything I'd need, I set the (F/C) bag by my desk. 

I continued to unpack the necessities before feeling my eyes start to become heavy again. A knock from my door woke me up.

"Hey sweetie, how's unpacking going?" My mom questioned. She looked tired from everything and I assumed I did as well.

"It's going fine. I unpacked what I needed. I think I'll just unpack the rest tomorrow. I'm really tired." My mom nodded sympathetically. 

"Well get some good rest for school tomorrow." I nodded in agreement and she gave me a nod before leaving the room. I got up and closed the door behind her, setting the box on my bed on the ground and away so I wouldn't trip over it. I pulled the covers back and dressed in my pajamas before lying down. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

I woke up to the annoying buzzing of my alarm clock. I rubbed my eyes and clicked the off switch before sitting up after a second of letting my eyes adjust. Sunshine filtered in gently through the curtains I had put up. I pushed myself out of bed and grabbed a simple yet cute outfit. One that never failed to make me feel confident. The more confident I feel in the simple things, the more confident I'll feel in myself. I walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower before drying off. I dressed in the clothes and hung the towel up before heading downstairs. 

"Good morning." My mom greeted me and I gave her a smile. I was still tired but the shower had managed to wake me up slightly.

"Good morning." She was finishing up a plate of pancakes before setting them on the table.

"I made breakfast." She said cheerfully and I sat down, digging in.

"This is really good. Thanks mom!" It was nice to have a real breakfast. Most of the time breakfast was a granola bar or something similar. Cereal if I was lucky. She smiled and made small talk while I ate. I cleaned up the dishes and headed upstairs to finish getting ready. I styled my (H/L) (H/C) hair and checked over everything, adding a little makeup and grabbing my bookbag. 

"I'm leaving for school!" I called out to my mom.

"Alright, be safe and have a good day!" She yelled back. I left and started walking to the school. It wasn't much of a walk, only about five minutes or so. I looked at the school and the nervousness returned, making me nearly feel nauseous. I gripped my bag and walked into the school. There were already a decent amount of kids, all gathered in their respective groups and chatting while they waited for the bell. I walked into the main office and waited, the receptionist soon looking up and giving me a kind smile.

"H-Hi, I'm (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). I just transferred here." I mentally cursed myself for stuttering.

"Oh, Ms. (Y/L/N), yes. Here's your schedule." She handed me a piece of paper and I swiftly skimmed the words and times. 

"Sidney, would you please show (Y/N) around?" A brunette girl stood from a chair not too far from me. She had her bag over her shoulder and a textbook or two in her arms. She nodded to the receptionist and then smiled at me. 

"Hi, I'm Sidney Prescott." She introduced herself and I did the same. "Nice to meet you! Guess we should start looking around before the bell rings." She looked at the paper in my hand. "Oh, Mr. James? He's your homeroom teacher. He's pretty nice." She explained and we started to walk around to the classes. I'm really happy she seems so nice. This is already making this whole thing a thousand times easier. The whole tour didn't really take too long and when we got to the final class she smiled. "We have History and English together. We also have the same lunch. If you want you can hang out with my friends and I today." I smiled shyly. 

"O-Oh, thanks! Yeah um...I'll probably sit with you if you don't mind." If she minded she wouldn't have offered. She waved her hand and smiled.

"It's no big deal." She reassured me and I nodded. "We usually sit by the water fountain in the front of the campus. Just meet us there when you want." She smiled and I nodded. Suddenly the bell rang, signaling that we needed to start heading to class. 

"Alright well, I'll see you later." I smiled and she nodded with agreement before we both left to go to our homerooms. As I walked I felt like someone was staring at me. I turned and looked around but nobody stood out. If anyone's looking it's probably because I'm new. Don't really know why anyone would stare otherwise. I made my way to the class and took a seat at an empty desk. It was more secluded but I was happy about it. Just want to sort of fly under the radar until I feel comfortable enough to start making friends.

I was pulled from my thoughts when a noisy boy entered the room with other boys behind him. He was definitely tall and he seemed energetic for it being so early in the morning. He high-fived the boys and I caught something about football being talked about. Figures. I set my bag by my desk and grabbed out a notebook, copying my schedule into it in case I lost mine. The second bell rang and signaled the start of class. I saw someone sitting at the desk next to mine. Why would anyone sit here when there's plenty of open- oh. Him. The same tall boy I had seen earlier had now planted himself at the desk beside me. 

"Hey!" He said in a louder tone than I had expected. I looked at him.

"Hi." My voice was much quieter than his and less energetic. 

"So you're the new girl, huh? Sid kept talking 'bout how someone new was coming to school." I raised my eyebrow a bit. I guess he's friends with Sidney? I nodded in response to his question. "So what's your name, sunshine?" He asked in a playful tone.

"(Y/N)." I said and smiled so he knew I wasn't trying to be rude. My answers sound short even though I don't mean for them to. I'm just awkward. He smiled brightly and nodded. He gives me puppy dog vibes. 

"Well nice to meetcha, (Y/N). I'm Stu."

[teddy06writes]

Come Back Home

requested by this anon: “ hello!! i was wondering if i could have a karl x sapnap x quackity x reader where the reader falls out with one of them and there’s loads of angst, but it ends in fluff and just cute stuff. i love ur writing so much, thank you <3″

as well as this one: “ hello :D may i request some angst then comfort scenes for a karl x quackity x sapnap x reader? “

so....

sapnap x karl x quackity x reader (lowkey musician!reader)

trigger warnings: yelling, swearing, mentions of hook ups, drinking, angst

premise: you think you might be falling out of love, or something close to that with your boyfriends, so you ask to take a break until you can figure things out, and nothing seems to feel right till you go back; song credit is Come Back Home by Anthony Ramos {I changed parts of the second verse}

(y/n/n)- your nickname

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“I- I never said I knew that I was!” You argued. 

Alex folded his arms, “What about them? You fucking lying to them too?” 

You ran a hand through your hair, “I’m not lying about anything!” 

“YOU JUST SAID YOU WERE FALLING OUT OF LOVE!” you jumped, surprised at his yelling, “So if that’s true why’d you fucking tell us you loved us last night?” 

“I don’t know if I am Alex! I need time to figure this out!” 

“So it’s just me then. You just want to leave me!” 

“I might be falling out of love with all of you!” You shakily admitted, desperately searching your boyfriends eyes, “And I’m terrified! I don’t want to fall out of love! I don’t want to leave any of you! I just need time to figure this out.” 

Alex sat in silence, refusing to look at you. 

Shakily you grabbed the bag you’d been packing when he found you, just a few of the outfits you kept at that apartment, along with your music stuff, “I’m going back to California, just for a month or so.” 

“I thought you sold the apartment.” He sounded to blunt, to broken. 

“I pulled out of the deal, and my stuff hadn’t been shipped yet. I- I don’t want to leave Alex,” You slipped your bag over your shoulder, “I- didn’t want it to be like this.” 

“So you were going to leave when they were out.” He spat. 

You froze in grabbing your guitar, “I was going to try and make this hurt less. If me leaving to find out if I should stay or not is what it takes, then why make it hurt more?” 

“What am I suppose to tell them?” Alex asked desperately. 

“The truth. I’ll be back when I figure this out.” 

“And if it isn’t what I want it to be?” 

You took a deep breath, “I think you’ll know.”

You walked out the door, trying to ignore the way small sobs filled the apartment as you left, tears working there way into your own eyes.

~~

California, though isolating you enough to sort out your feelings, was far too numbing to provide Alex the technical closer he thought was coming. 

Karl had been heartbroken when he found out you left, and the few months that you’d been gone had only helped to break him more, especially as the only news they got about you came from the updates on your upcoming album. 

Nick had been equally heartbroken,  though somewhat mad, he’d learned to live with it, instead focusing his angry energy into keeping his boyfriends together and functional. 

~~

You sighed, sitting up as your apartment door closed. 

You knew it was wrong, deep down, these one night stands, and evenings lost in a haze of alcohol, deep down, you missed them, and none of this was making the feelings you’d tried to press back down after the first experimental hook up. 

Rubbing at your eyes you quietly began to get dressed, ideas running through your mind. 

Pulling up twitter you found yourself scrolling through Alex’s twitter, he seemed to be doing okay, Nick was, well he hadn’t been active on twitter before, but Karl’s twitter remained silent. 

That was what got you worried. 

Karl was never not active on twitter, but even his second account had remained quiet since you left. 

Grabbing a bottle of water you sat down, thankful for your moment of clarity as you picked up your guitar, ready to get to work. 

“I only feel the ground under my feet...”

This was going to be a huge gamble.

~~

“Guys!” Karl called softly from his place on the couch. 

“Yeah baby?” Alex yawned. 

“(y/n) just posted a new single on youtube.” 

“So?” Nick asked, bitterly, “Why should we care?” 

“Oh, I- I was just wondering, if we could watch it. We- we don’t have to.” Karl said softly. 

Nick softened upon hearing his voice, “Alright, lets see it.” 

They cuddled together next to Karl as he pulled up the video, the description reading, ‘come back home, less of an apology, more of a plea’.

The video opened on a dark room, partially lit by a lamp in the corner, only about half of your face was visible, as well as the guitar in your hands. 

You took a deep breath a sighed, before beginning to play. 

The screen split to show the recordings of you playing the other parts, both in similar dark rooms. 

“I had to leave, to see, how good I had it, I had it, I had to go, to know how good I had it. Would you have me if I came back home?” 

They watched as the scene shifted, you as you walked through a park in LA, “My mama said when I was six years old,  I would always sit up by the window, I would always say this city way too cold. Wish there was another place I could go She would ask where and I would say,” 

There was an arieal of the same park, “Where, anywhere, tell me where 'cause I'm scared, If I'm here then I'll never see paradise, I just wanna see paradise.”  As you repeated the chorus, back in your room, and then moved on to singing about them, “Yeah I’d been dating Nick for three years, we’d made a promise, cause we were just kids in college, thinkin’ bout our tomorrows, 

“then we met Karl, course we had to keep ‘im, he made the grass even greener, cause theoretically he made us even more complete, 

“but then along came Alex, and we pulled him in, but he looked me in the eyes when I said ‘my heart isn’t in it’ , he challenged that thought, asked me ‘So where is it?’

Alex clamped a hand over his mouth, burying his head in Karl’s shoulder. 

“I said, where, anywhere, tell me where ‘cause I’m scared, if I’m here then I’ll never see paradise, I just wanna see paradise.” 

The scene changed from the park back to your room, “So I had to leave to see, How good I had it, I had it, I had to go to know, How good I had it, Would you have me if I come back home?”

The room remained dark, though your voice became a bit more upbeat as you sang, “Nothing better than my mama rice and beans, All the sound, the people yellin' on the street, The lights when I land at JFK,The cold wind when it hits me in my face,

“I only feel the ground under my feet when my boys are standin' right there next to me and Those the things that make me feel at home And that's the only paradise I know, so..” 

The room began to brighten, just a bit, as the extra voice overs were added.  “I had to leave to see, How good I have it, I have it, I had to go to know, How good I have it (How good I have it) I have it (So I'm comin' home)”

Pictures began to flash on the screen, pictures of you all together, during streams, while you were working on music, a video of you and Karl, trapped by an Alex sleeping across your laps while Nick laughed.

The beach day you’d had last year, Karl and Alex decorating your recoding spot with fairy lights, Nick with you up on his back, you and Alex singing, behind the scenes of one of Karls mr. beast videos, midnight moments, and small moments, all flooding the screen. 

“Nothing better than my mama's rice and beans (Ooh, ooh, I'm comin' home) All the sound, the people yellin' on the street, The lights when I land at JFK, (Oh, I'm comin' home), The cold wind when it hits me in my face I only feel the ground under my feet when my boys are standin' right there next to me and (Yeah, I'm gon' come back home) Those the things that make me feel at home, And that's the only paradise I know.” 

The pictures faded, and you smiled softly at the camera, “Would you have me if I came back home?” 

The video faded away, and the boys were knocked out of there trance by a knock at the door. 

Shakily Alex stood up, blinking away tears as he moved to answer it.

“(y/n).”

You smiled, “You saw the video yeah?” 

He practically burst into tears, “Yeah.” 

“So? Will you have me since I came back home?” You sang softly. 

Alex surged forward, throwing his arms around you, tears falling from both sets of eyes as he pulled you inside.

In the living room Nick was holding a still crying from the video Karl,  glaring up at you, “You had to make him cry one more time?” 

Karl sniffled, “These are good tears.” 

You smiled, setting your bag down before maneuvering to sit down with Alex still wrapped around you. 

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left for that wrong. I do love you all.” 

“We love you too.”